After hanging up the phone, Xia Zhiyi turned around and saw Ming Taotao, only to realize that she had naturally forgotten about the person next to her while chatting with Fu Chi.
He said apologetically, " Sister Taotao..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ming Taotao waved her hand and said, "It's nothing. You were just chatting with President Fu, weren't you? Luckily, I dodged quickly."
Xia Zhiyi thought for a moment. Ming Taotao was the assistant assigned to him by the company. The company belonged to Fu Chi, which meant that Fu Chi was also Ming Taotao's direct superior.
Thinking about it that way, he understood.
Most working people, except for those with great ambitions, don't want to have much contact with their superiors.
I feel uncomfortable.
So he naturally changed the subject. "I wasn't paying attention around here just now, Sister Taotao, have you seen any restaurants you'd like to eat at?"
Ming Taotao: "I took a look and checked online. It seems that the claypot rice place over there has a pretty good reputation."
Xia Zhiyi: "..."
Ming Taotao: "What's wrong?"
Xia Zhiyi smiled and said, "Then let's go try it."
He just thought... it was quite interesting to travel all the way to the Imperial Capital to eat claypot rice.
After the meal, both those who had eaten claypot rice and those who hadn't fell silent.
After Ming Taotao and the others left the shop, she said to Xia Zhiyi, "Their rice... it seems to be steamed."
Xia Zhiyi: "It's just steamed rice."
Ming Taotao was speechless. "The food tastes pretty good, but... it's more like a rice bowl with toppings than a clay pot rice?"
Xia Zhiyi nodded in deep agreement.
The two exchanged a glance.
Xia Zhiyi asked, "Are you full?"
Ming Taotao: "... You're not full, are you? I remember you actually have a pretty big appetite."
Xia Zhiyi nodded.
Ming Taotao: "Then... shall we go for a walk around the neighborhood again?"
Xia Zhiyi smiled and nodded.
For the rest of the afternoon, Ming Taotao followed Xia Zhiyi around and even found a snack street two blocks away from Xia Zhiyi's residence, which they thoroughly enjoyed.
If Ming Taotao hadn't been so exhausted and had taken several breaks, they probably would have visited even more places.
In the evening, Xia Zhiyi took Ming Taotao to a roast duck restaurant recommended by Fu Yunyi, then personally escorted her to her dormitory before heading home.
Xia Zhiyi unaware that Ming Taotao collapsed into a pancake as soon as she got back to her dorm. It took her a while to recover before she finally pulled out her phone to share her bittersweet day with her girlfriends.
Ming Taotao: Shopping with Teacher Xia was so much fun, but I really didn't have enough energy!
After Xia Zhiyi returned to her apartment, she didn't bother with a big fuss about unpacking. She simply took a few clothes out of her suitcase and put them in the closet in the master bedroom, leaving everything else untouched.
He'll still have to take his luggage to the dorm later; he can probably only stay here during holidays.
At 8 PM, Xia Zhiyi thought Fu Chi should be almost done with his work, so she sent him a message.
The phone rang immediately after the message was sent.
"Hi, good evening." Xia Zhiyi smiled and placed her phone on the prepared stand, took a few steps back and sat down on the sofa, waving her hand. "I thought you should be off work by now, looks like I was right."
Fu Chi: "Have you eaten?"
Xia Zhiyi nodded. "I've already eaten."
Fu Chi: "I've had some things prepared. Would you like them delivered to your apartment or to your school? You're going to school to register tomorrow, right?"
Xia Zhiyi: "Oh, right."
Xia Zhiyi adjusted her posture, picked up an apple from the table, took a bite, and asked quite casually, "What did you prepare?"
Fu Chi: "Some snacks."
Xia Zhiyi assumed it was some snacks, and remembering that she had previously mentioned sending Fu Chi some local specialties, she felt it was a matter of reciprocity and didn't refuse. "Then send them to the school. Registration takes two days in total, and I should be able to finish everything by tomorrow morning. The rest of the time is free time. Have someone deliver them to the school gate this afternoon, and I'll pick them up."
Fu Chi nodded. "Okay."
Xia Zhiyi held up the apple in her hand. "Look, what color is this?"
Fu Chi is not sensitive to color because there was no color in his world in the past. If he had to evaluate it, he could only say black, white, and gray, which is unnecessary.
Now, because of Xia Zhiyi, he can see these colors, but he can only see them with Xia Zhiyi.
Therefore, distinguishing between colors is still not that important to Fu Chi.
However, Xia Zhiyi felt that since Fu Chi's condition was clearly not physiological color blindness, he might "cure" it one day in the future, so there was no harm in making some preparations in advance. Therefore, she would give Fu Chi art lessons whenever she had a spare moment.
Fu Chi glanced at the apple in Xia Zhiyi's Xia Zhiyi, then at her pale, almost translucent hand holding it. He paused, then said, "Red."
Xia Zhiyi shook her head. "It's orange, orange."
Fu Chi: "..."
Fu Chi: "Understood, Orange."
His gaze, however, fell on Xia Zhiyi's wrist.
So detailed.
His hands were thin and white, making him look like a delicate and frail young master. People who didn't Xia Zhiyi would never imagine how much strength such a thin hand could unleash.
Xia Zhiyi didn't notice his gaze, took another bite of her apple, and briefly explained her schedule for the afternoon.
The two often talked about these everyday trivialities, and if Fu Yunyi knew, he would be very surprised.
After all, in the eyes of most people, including Fu Yunyi himself, Fu Chi was either working or on his way to work. Why would he talk about such trivial matters with ordinary people like them?
In reality, no matter what Xia Zhiyi and Fu Chi said, Fu Chi listened Zhenzhen and never showed any impatience.
That's why Xia Zhiyi said Fu Chi has a good personality.
He just appears indifferent.
At least that's how it is with Xia Zhiyi.
Xia Zhiyi: "If you have time to come see me sometime, I'll take you sightseeing. Some of the snacks are really delicious, but I don't know if you'll think they're unsanitary."
Fu Chi nodded slightly and said, "Okay, I'm not that particular."
Xia Zhiyi she heard this, remembering that Fu Yunyi had secretly told her that Fu Chi was a germaphobe.
interesting.
The two didn't chat for long before it was nine o'clock, Xia Zhiyi took the initiative to end the call, "Let's call it a day, I'm going to rest now, you should go to sleep early too."
Fu Chi: "Okay."
Fu Chi paused for a moment, then said, "Good night."
Upon hearing this, the young man smiled gently and said, "Goodnight, Fu Chi."
After the video call ended, Fu Chi stared Jingjing at the screen that had returned to the chat interface. After a moment, he typed a line in the input field, hesitated for a second, and then deleted it word by word.
Meanwhile, Xia Zhiyi didn't rest immediately. After switching accounts, she sent a message to another person.
[A: Hi, are you up yet?]