The lingering and hot summer is over, and as the beginning of autumn passes, the weather gradually turns cooler.

The four seasons of the south are always distinct, with a clear and refreshing autumn, making people breathe through.

After almost two years of work, Jian Qing has now been able to stand alone and take overall control of the art style design of a project.

Xia Jue has been doing something recently, but she is not active in her work and is late and leaves early.

Other departments came to find someone and asked if they were uncomfortable in the hospital. Later, they simply threw the work of the person in charge to Jian Qing, which was called training.

Of course, the stronger the ability, the greater the responsibility, and the time required is bound to be proportional.

Jian Qing and Lu Huaiyu are both very busy at work. During the weekdays, the two of them don’t even have time to have dinner and chat.

Although they are not tired of sticking together when they are together, after they are separated, they work hard in their respective fields.

Jian Qing had just held a perfect art style agreement meeting with the person in charge of the card project in the morning and determined the art style of the card game in the ink style.

The producer of the card project was arduous and tried hard to make things difficult when he saw Xia Jue was not there, saying that this was not good or that was not good. He still had a dream of two-dimensional art style in his heart.

Jian Qing transferred all the money back in three or two. Speaking of it, the card producer felt that he was making trouble and completely accepted the style of ink and wash.

After the meeting, I happened to receive a call from Lu Huaiyu.

Generally speaking, they rarely make phone calls during working hours, and are afraid of disturbing each other.

Jian Qing took her cell phone and went to the tea room.

The noon sunlight splashed in from the glass window, the temperature was just right, neither hot nor cold.

She squinted her eyes, her tight nerves relaxed, dragging her lazy tail sound, and making a voice from her throat, "Hmm?"

It's like a kitten whispering.

She was as serious as she was when she was working just now.

The man's low and dumb voice came from his ears, and a smile was placed in his tone.

"Are you free in the afternoon? Can you get off work early?" he asked.

"What's wrong?" Jian Qing opened the account book in her hand and confirmed whether there was any emergency on this day. She must handle the work, and then replied: "You can have time."

Lu Huaiyu said lightly, "Then I'll pick you up at four o'clock."

Jian Qing looked at the tall buildings lined up in the distance and asked casually: "Why?" He suddenly asked her.

"Nothing." He downplayed, "I want to get a certificate with you."

“…”

Two birds flew over the eaves of the window, following like shadows. Jian Qing's eyes fell on them, and then smiled, "Okay."

It’s not surprising, nor does it require a sense of ritual. It happened naturally on such a dull day.

-

Jian Qing returned to the work station.

Xiao Yi from the next table saw her, "Sister Qing, Brother Pei Hao came to find you just now."

"..." Jian Qing glanced at Xiao Yi, but she stopped talking. She didn't know when it started or who started it. Her colleagues in the Art Support Department called her sister one by one.

She is obviously the youngest in the entire department.

Jian Qing put down the laptop in her hand and strode to the Fenghualu project team.

There were quarrels from afar.

Pei Hao was blocking a program and a planner, "Hey hey, stop arguing."

"..." Jian Qing's face did not change, as if she had been used to the scattered work state of the project next door, so she walked over and interrupted, "What's the matter with me?"

Pei Hao saw Jian Qing, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and glared at the program and planner.

The two young men were embarrassed to argue in front of outsiders and quickly stopped, but they still looked at each other angrily.

"Hasn't Fenghualu updated its art style for a while? In the afternoon, Fenghualu has an art research seminar. I want to see the feedback from players now. Do you want to listen?"

"What time?" Jian Qing asked.

“Three to six.”

Upon hearing this, Jian Qing pursed her lips, "I have something to do after four o'clock in the afternoon, so I guess I can only listen to half of it."

Pei Hao raised his eyebrows. It was rare to see her retreat early. Her keen nerves were activated. "What's the matter? Let's go with Dr. Lu?"

Jian Qing didn't speak, and regarded it as a default.

Pei Hao tsk twice, and was excited, laughing ambiguously, "Lu Huaiyu can do it, I didn't forget that today is Valentine's Day."

"..." After hearing this, Jian Qing was stunned. She had no idea about the days. She would not pay special attention to any festival. Every time she heard others talk about it, she knew what festival she had that day.

It turns out that today is the Chinese Valentine's Day.

"What are you going to do? Have a ride?" Pei Hao deliberately teased, not forgetting that Lu Huaiyu was unfamiliar with the charm and asked her sister for a ride in the middle of winter.

"..." Jian Qing looked at him and said calmly without hiding it: "Get the certificate."

“…”

Can.

Too bad dogs.

Pei Hao said "yo" with a sour and excited voice, "Then I dare not delay you, don't come if you use gen."

When Jian Qing heard what he said, he was not polite, "Okay, then I'll send me a copy of the research report and I'll take a look."

-

3:50 pm.

Jian Qing took the elevator downstairs and saw Lu Huaiyu's car parked downstairs in the company at a glance.

The corners of her mouth were raised unconsciously, and Jian Qing trotted over. When she approached the car door, she heard the sound of the lock being unbuttoned at the right time. She opened the car door and sat up.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" She turned her head and asked while wearing a seat belt.

"No, I just arrived." Lu Huaiyu looked at her, his eyebrows and eyes were unconsciously gentle, as if he was in a good mood.

After Jian Qing sat in the seat, he drove slowly into the lane and drove towards the direction of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

On weekday afternoons, the road is always smooth, which is always traffic jam.

Jian Qing stared out the car window.

The sky is blue and the sun is very bright.

It makes people feel happy unknowingly.

The Civil Affairs Bureau is not close to the company, and it takes more than half an hour to drive.

Jian Qing caught a glimpse of the transparent document bag on the shelf in the middle of the car seat, which contained the household registration books of two people, Lu Huaiyu's ID card, and a copy of various information. Even her uncrowned photos were available. I wonder when Lu Huaiyu prepared it.

She took out her ID card from her bag, unzipped the file bag, and threw it in together.

Two ID cards sink side by side at the bottom through thin transparent plastic.

The numbers in the year above are exactly ten.

"Lu Huaiyu." She called him.

"A woman must be over 23 years old to be considered late marriage and late childbirth." She is not yet old.

"..." Lu Huaiyu's gaze moved over and looked at her coldly.

"What should I do? I'll take you back?" he said casually.

The clean and slender index finger is lightly tapped on the steering wheel.

Although I said this, the direction of driving was not intended to change at all, and the speed was raised a few times.

"Forget it." Jian Qing blinked, "You're enough to get married late and have children late."

"..." Lu Huaiyu sneered, poking her bored meme, "I'm not forgetting to remind me of my age?"

By the time they arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau, the marriage inspection center next door had been closed.

Lu Huaiyu works in the hospital and has a very comprehensive physical examination every year. Not long ago, he took Jian Qing to have a physical examination at Union Medical College, so he simply skipped the marriage examination process.

Because when they arrived, the Civil Affairs Bureau was about to get off work, there were no people, and the staff seemed to be in a hurry to get off work, and the efficiency was very high.

Jian Qing followed the staff's guidance so dazed and completed the entire process.

When they each walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with a red notebook, Jian Qing felt dazed and unreal.

It seemed not as calm as it was at the beginning, and I couldn't help but feel a little wet in the corners of my eyes.

Although Lu Huaiyu had no expression on his face, he could see that he was very happy. Seeing her look like she was about to cry or not, she chuckled softly, reached out to wipe the corners of her eyes, and coaxed her in a gentle voice, "Why are you crying? Are you afraid that I will bully you in the future?"

Jian Qing said 'um' with a nasal voice, hugged his waist, and murmured like a coquettish, "You are not allowed to bully me."

Lu Huaiyu rubbed her hair, "I won't bully you."

His treasure finally fell into his hands, and from then on, he just wanted to love her well.
To be continued...