Chapter 693 Send a letter to express love, Sister Yue returns to school (three shifts)
Xie Dingyuan: [Congratulations are not too much. 】
Jiang Fuyue pursed her lips. She wanted to ask if the person who held her in his arms was him in the single isolation room in Tunisia.
That's right, Jiang Fuyue recalled the scene later, when she had a high fever and fell into a semi-conscious state, someone did hug her.
That's what my brain thought, so my hand typed words like this, and then clicked send.
She didn't feel embarrassed to ask if she wanted to.
If she faced Xie Dingyuan face to face, she would probably speak directly.
The head paused for two seconds, then replied: [Yes. 】
Jiang Fuyue hooked her lips subconsciously, and her brows and eyes also half-curved, perhaps even she didn't notice this action.
【How do you know I'm there? 】
Half a minute passed with no response.
Three minutes passed...
Ten minutes passed, still no response.
Is this question difficult?
...
In the northern region of Suwaitan, a small town called Masque.
Because of the ravages of the Shenkwall virus, it has become a barren city.
Xie Dingyuan sat on a simple wooden pier, the sky was scorching hot, he patted the mobile phone whose screen suddenly went black, the corner of his mouth pursed, his expression was depressed.
Kaza leaned over: "What are you doing? What are you doing with your phone when you have nothing to do?"
Is this a new virus prevention trick?
Xie Dingyuan: "...the power is out."
"Oh." His is gone too, and the battery of the mobile phone often fails under the scorching sun.
but……
"You were chatting with someone just now?" Kaza looked curious.
"What's your business?" After saying that, he got up and walked away.
Kaza: "?"
"Professor Xie," a medical staff trotted over from a distance, "the temporary medical station has been built, and the equipment has passed the test and can be put into use."
"Severely infected people are sent to area A, and S-level protection is turned on; moderate and mild cases are sent to B area, protection level A; all suspected infected people stay in area C, and a single-person isolation space is designated as soon as possible, increase the number of personnel, and observe records at any time."
"Yes! I'll arrange it!"
Kaza walked over and couldn't help sighing when he saw the desolation and desolation of the city: "It's not a developed area. A virus can destroy everything. In the end, it's the general public who suffer."
After speaking, he patted Xie Dingyuan on the shoulder: "It's hard work, brother."
"It's rare to see you serious." He lowered his head to check his body protection, and reminded: "Hand, take it away."
Kaza's mouth twitched, and he closed his hands.
Wood, wood, why don't you understand sensationalism? because of you!
It was busy until the sun went down, and the temporary medical station began to operate normally.
At the same time, this is also Xie Dingyuan's third virus sampling point.
Not surprisingly, he will stay here for the next two weeks, while observing the clinical symptoms of the infected person, while conducting sample analysis.
Kaza dropped a lunch box: "I ate it, I finally got it."
Xie Dingyuan looked away from the record sheet and landed on the disposable plastic box in front of him, his eyebrows moved slightly.
"I know you're not used to couscous. I made you rice with pickles, and I'll eat it."
Xie Dingyuan: "Where did it come from?"
"There is a Chinese restaurant in front."
"Isn't it closed?"
"The boss and his wife live upstairs. We were catching up with them for dinner when we distributed the protective bags. By the way, I asked for a bowl for you. Even the packing box is ready-made."
"Thank you."
Kaza hummed softly and said in his heart: Who cares about you thanking me?
But that's not the case with the raised corners of his mouth.
"By the way, there is a post office in front of you, and the boss is also a bully. They don't do any protection at all, and they are still open for business. Are you Chinese people so courageous?"
Xie Dingyuan made a move: "Opened by Chinese people?"
"Ang! I just sent a protective bag, and I told him to close the door and didn't listen."
"I'll go take a look..."
"Hey!" The meal isn't finished yet!
The post office is actually a convenience store. There is a mailbox next to it. Sixty percent of the store is occupied by tall racks. Stacks of letters are stacked on it, and the dust accumulates thicker as it goes.
The boss is an old man with a beard, yellow skin, shallow eye sockets, and a typical oriental face.
"If you say that if you don't close the door, you won't close the door. Don't persuade, it's useless to persuade."
Xie Dingyuan said in Chinese: "I don't advise."
When the old man heard the familiar native language, his eyes that had been dozing off abruptly opened: "Then why are you here?"
Xie Dingyuan: "Send a letter."
"Eh?" The old man got interested, got up and stood in front of the counter, and asked, "Where to send it? To whom?"
"Huaxia Linhuai, for..." He paused for a moment, "My favorite girl."
"Okay!" The old man became enthusiastic in an instant, "I just like to help my lovers receive and deliver letters, and even the envelopes are sweet."
Saying that, he took out the letterhead and pen from the drawer below, "Here, let's write. If I can make it through, I promise to deliver the letter for you within three months. If... dies, it will be done by someone else, but it will take time. Not necessarily, maybe three or five months, maybe three or five years.”
Xie Dingyuan reached out to take it, thought about it, and lowered his head to write.
The old man took a peek at it and didn't see it clearly. He wrote it too fast, and before he had time to read it a second time, the other party had already folded it and put it in an envelope.
He also sealed it himself.
As if afraid that others will look at it, hmph, stingy.
Xie Dingyuan: "How much?"
The old man glanced at him up and down: "Are you from the medical team?"
"Um."
"Then no money."
Xie Dingyuan did not refuse, thanked him sincerely, and told him to open a store, but he must be protected.
"I don't want my letter to take three months or more to arrive."
After a pause, he added solemnly: "The daughter-in-law will run away later."
The old man's face turned dark, I thought you were worried about my life, but you were worried that your daughter-in-law was going to fly?
"I know, I know--" The uncle waved his hand to drive away.
Xie Dingyuan turned and left.
...
Jiang Fuyue had a good night's sleep and officially returned to school the next day.
In order to take care of Fang Ye, she took a week off than Chen Cheng and Tan Jia.
Xu Jing was also unprecedentedly generous, and even approved the Jiang family's parents without calling.
It is said that because the promise was too straightforward, he was called to the principal's office to have a private conversation afterwards——
Hu Yongwei: "The college entrance examination is imminent, so you can rest assured to keep her outside?"
Xu Jing: "I don't worry."
Hu Yongwei: "?"
"What is free-range or captive? Let me tell you, Jiang Fuyue doesn't need to be raised at all, she can grow by herself."
"……"Uh! It doesn't seem to be wrong.
This day is no different from an ordinary day. The students of Class 3 and 3 of Senior Three entered the classroom one after another, preparing to read early.
at this time--
A tall figure stepped in from the front door, and the loose and fat school uniform was wearing a high-definition feel on her body.
The plain face is facing the sky, the skin is still white and glowing, and a simple high ponytail is ordinary and not ordinary.
The soft sun shrouded her, like a fairy who hasn't had enough time to lose her halo.
I don't know who shouted in the silence—
"Sister Moon is back!"
Suddenly the whole class fry.
"Ah! I haven't seen each other for more than two months, and my Moon God has become beautiful again!"
"Can the competition still support people?"
"It must be the power of knowledge!"
"It's the first time I heard that knowledge can beautify."
"I want to ask Sister Yue how it feels to win the gold medal + special award in the three-subject competition? Is your body light? Is it floating?"
"I've confirmed the eyes, it's the god I'm getting more and more unable to catch up with!"
"Uuu... When she was last in the exam before, I was the second last in the exam; now she is the first in the exam, and I'm still the second last."
"It's really sad, I feel sorry for you for two seconds."
"..."
Jiang Fuyue walked towards her seat. Although she hadn't come for a long time, her table and chairs were clean and free of dust.
"Thank you." She said softly to Wan Xiutong when she leaned over to put down her schoolbag.
The girl's ears were red and her cheeks were hot: "No, no thanks."
In fact, my heart is screaming wildly: I am willing!
Well, even at the same table for so long, Wan Xiutong still can't handle Jiang Fuyue's charm.
Alas, it's so hard to be at the same table with the goddess!
Liu Bowen and Lin Qiao at the front table also turned their heads—
"You're finally back."
Lin Qiao heard the words and snorted coldly at him: "I don't know who said that Sister Yue is not here, and it's faster to do the questions."
Liu Bowen choked: "I, that is the highest praise for the strong side expressed, don't understand it if you don't understand."
"Ah……"
Jiang Fuyue took out the gift from her schoolbag: "One for each person."
"I love you, Jiang Jiang!"
"Long live Sister Yue!"
"Hey, as expected of a strong man!"
The three immediately wagged their tails.
Jiang Fuyue waved to Liu Sisi again: "This is yours."
The latter was flattered: "Me too?!"
"certainly."
Not only her, Jiang Han and Ge Meng have a share.
After school, Jiang Fuyue personally delivered it to the two of them.
The next life was peaceful and fulfilling, going back and forth between home and school at two o'clock every day.
Jiang Fuyue never received Xie Dingyuan's WeChat message again.
In the blink of an eye, 215 middle schools in Linhuai ushered in the unified examination of the city's model...
Three shifts, two thousand words.
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