Chapter 60 p2
When it was time to get off work in the afternoon, Mike finished his consultation with his last patient, took off his white coat, and was about to get off work. But he found that the young nurses outside had all run to the sofa in the consultation hall and were lining up for autographs.
A few of the young nurses who had already gotten autographs passed by Mike and called out, “Doctor Mike.”
Then they put their heads together, covered their mouths, and hugged the autographs they had gotten.
“Ahhh, I didn’t expect it to be really her.”
“She’s even more beautiful in person than on TV. It’s just that her mouth looks a little swollen, as if she’s been kissed. Amazing.” The two foreign young girls called Meng Jiang the goddess Athena.
“Jiang Jiang came out publicly before. She likes girls, and her first love was a campus romance with Miss Q.”
“I’ve heard of that, but Miss Q is just a nickname. To this day, no netizen has ever found out that person’s identity. Last time, I specifically went over the wall to watch an exclusive interview with Meng Jiang in China. She said in person that if she can’t meet her, then so be it. She prefers to be beautiful on her own.”
A fan held the newly signed notebook in her arms. “If Jiang Jiang doesn’t have a boyfriend or a girlfriend now, could I ask her to sign on my chest? It’s a pity that I’m wearing a work uniform today.”
“You wish.”
“Ale, if you keep talking nonsense, be careful that Doctor Mike will hear you and fire you.”
Mike was confused. He turned his questioning gaze to Qi Sijia, who had just finished tidying up and was coming out of the consultation room.
Qi Sijia’s lips were a little chapped, and there were several love bites on her neck.
A scarf was wrapped around her wrist. Seeing that Mike was looking at her, Qi Sijia looked back generously and asked, “Is there anything else?”
Mike shook his head hesitantly. “No, do you want to have dinner with me tonight…”
Dinner was definitely not possible.
Qi Sijia glanced at the young nurse who was talking dirty next to her and interrupted Mike. “No, my girlfriend is waiting.”
With that, she walked straight into the crowd.
A bouquet of fresh and beautiful flowers was placed by Meng Jiang’s feet. Roses were decorated with wild rose flower branches. No one knew what this bouquet represented.
A few young girls came up to the front for autographs. Seeing the bouquet, they asked Meng Jiang that it was rare to see someone send wild roses. What was its flower language?
Meng Jiang smiled, her lazy and scattered tone replying, “Guess.”
“Is this bouquet for someone?”
“Yes,” Meng Jiang replied.
“There are many rules for sending flowers. The flower language is very important. For example, roses represent love…” A young girl of the same nationality came up to Meng Jiang with an excited face and explained. When it came to the combination of wild roses and roses, she was at a loss for words for a moment.
The combination of the two flowers was really hard to guess. The fan scratched her head.
Meng Jiang rarely smiled so generously. When it came to liking Miss Q, Meng Jiang had never hidden it.
She directly gave the fan the answer. “Wild rose is my scent, and roses are hers.”
These words were said without any cover. You should know that usually, when someone sends flowers, they will mix their own scent with the other person’s scent and send it to them.
The crowd of fans surrounding Meng Jiang fell silent in unison. A few seconds later, as if they had discovered something incredible, they burst into screams.
Meng Jiang returned the last signed item to its owner. Feeling the gaze on her, she looked up and looked at the woman who was walking towards her from outside the crowd. She made a “shh” gesture to the screaming fans next to her.
She said with curved eyes, “My girlfriend is out. Today’s signing is over.”
With that, she took the flowers and walked towards the woman who was bathed in the evening glow. The setting sun reflected, and Qi Sijia was wearing a light green casual pantsuit, with a scarf wrapped around her wrist.
She was not wearing high heels, and she had glasses on her nose. Her elegant and cold appearance, with her long black hair just washed, hung straight down to her waist.
From the angle she was looking, her head was slightly tilted. In Meng Jiang’s view, it was right at the contour of Qi Sijia’s jawline, with beautiful and handsome lines. As she walked over, her long hands were in the pockets of her woolen pants, with a cold and stunning aura.
As Qi Sijia got closer, the crowd parted a path. She glanced at the flowers in Meng Jiang’s hand and couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment.
It turned out that this person had uncharacteristically left to send Meimei and Jiang Jun to catch their afternoon flight, just to buy flowers.
A large bouquet of fresh and beautiful roses mixed with wild rose flower branches fell into her arms. Realizing it, Qi Sijia’s lips were wrapped in a smile. She said to her, “You’ve used all one hundred and eighty of your tricks.”
Although she said that Meng Jiang had many tricks, this bouquet, which represented their scents, was held firmly in Qi Sijia’s arms. From beginning to end, not a single petal was touched by the crowded crowd.
If just now it was just a slight smile, now the smile on Meng Jiang’s lips directly deepened and hung on her face.
The crowd of fans surrounding Meng Jiang was stunned. They saw Meng Jiang gracefully walk to Qi Sijia’s side and extend her hand.
Qi Sijia naturally switched the bouquet to her right hand and then took the hand Meng Jiang had extended, holding it firmly.
As they were about to leave, the fans outside the waiting room had not yet recovered from the huge shock. They raised their tiptoes and chased after them for a few steps.
Meng Jiang’s temper was exceptionally good now. Before the elevator doors closed, she curled her lips and gave the fans a charming smile. “Don’t follow. In the future, if you want an autograph, it’s the same as asking Teacher Qi. I’ll take her with me today.”
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The restaurant was booked by Qi Sijia, a niche French restaurant.
The dishes were not necessarily as exquisite as the top restaurants Meng Jiang knew, but the pale blue flame atmosphere created the visual of dining in a magical blockbuster.
After eating, Qi Sijia asked Meng Jiang, “Do you want to watch a movie?”
Meng Jiang didn’t even think about it and said there were only two choices. “Go to your place, or you can come back to the hotel with me.”
Qi Sijia smiled and held Meng Jiang’s hand. “Then let’s buy something and go back.”
The two of them went to two supermarkets and found nothing. Just as Meng Jiang was wondering what Qi Sijia wanted to buy, she picked out a lot of things at an unmanned self-service lesbian products store.
Meng Jiang’s face was not good. It wasn’t until Qi Sijia came out with a handbag that she tilted her head and looked at her. “Teacher Qi’s shopping so familiarly gives the impression… that she’s very experienced?”
Her tone was probing. Seeing that Qi Sijia was just staring at her and smiling, not saying a word, there was a clear hint of jealousy in it. She said, “Who taught you these things…”
Qi Sijia raised an eyebrow and smiled reservedly. “Shouldn’t I buy them?”
“I was asking… mmm.” Before Meng Jiang could finish, Qi Sijia’s eyes were filled with a smile as she blocked her lips.
This kiss was a little stimulating. In the parking lot, the outside lights were dim, casting a shadow on Meng Jiang’s face. She pressed against her reddened eyes, lost in it. Later, her panting became thin.
Qi Sijia let go of her, tidied up the button that had been opened by Meng Jiang in the heat of the moment, laughed softly, and comfortingly caressed the charming and alluring beauty mark at the corner of Meng Jiang’s eye, which was like an evening glow.
“Sister forgot, you taught me all of this,” she said in a low voice. Calling her “sister” was no longer just the previous address, but more of a fun. With a hint of an interested gaze, she sucked on Meng Jiang’s earlobe. That sexy panting in her ear directly made Meng Jiang narrow her eyes, and her heart trembled.
Qi Sijia really liked Meng Jiang being so lost in her that she was staring at her. She tore at Meng Jiang’s fragile ear and said in a serious and slow tone, “Then let’s recall it again, okay?”
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They hadn’t done it much in five years. Whether it was in the stairwell or in the car, both of them had lost a little bit of control.
But doing that kind of thing in a public place was really not appropriate.
Suppressing her emotions, on the way home, Meng Jiang rolled down the car window very wide, and the wind blew her nose red.
Qi Sijia’s house in Chicago was much better than her dormitory in New York.
It was a garden villa in the same community as Right, and a part-time worker would come to clean it regularly.
The car entered the community. After Qi Sijia’s facial recognition opened the door and turned on the lights, everything seemed very calm. Qi Sijia turned sideways to face Meng Jiang, and their eyes met. Meng Jiang was the first to laugh.
She tilted her head slightly and asked with a knowing smile, “Teacher Qi, what have we been doing all day?”
Qi Sijia also smiled. “That depends on what Teacher Meng means. I’ve been waiting for you to say something to me, but you seem to have accepted it well.”
Meng Jiang tilted her head and wrapped her arms around Qi Sijia’s neck. “I did want to say something. We have so much time tonight. How about Teacher Qi watch a movie with me?”
“Alright,” Qi Sijia took Meng Jiang’s handbag, hung it on the shelf, and waited for Meng Jiang to change her slippers.
She had bought toiletries at the supermarket before and had placed them in the bathroom.
The two of them took a shower separately. After their hair was dry, Qi Sijia took her laptop and asked Meng Jiang what she wanted to watch.
She didn’t have a luxurious screening room like Meng Jiang’s house here, but she had a giant screen, and she could project downloaded films onto it.
Meng Jiang was worried about the quality of the online films and sighed. “It’s better to watch movies on discs. I have a whole rack of films. After we go back to the country, we can watch them at home.”
“At your place?” Qi Sijia raised an eyebrow.
Meng Jiang asked back, “Teacher Qi is not willing? It’s fine to stay in Ningcheng too.”
“It’s not that. I also have a few villas in Beicheng,” Qi Sijia said frankly, meeting Meng Jiang’s eyes. “Within the second ring road.”
“Then do you have a display rack at home?”
Qi Sijia shook her head, thought for a moment, and compromised with a good-natured tone. “Alright, then Teacher Meng will still support me in the future.”
Meng Jiang leaned in Qi Sijia’s arms and laughed, arranging without any sense of being an outsider. “I’ll support the family, and you can write scripts to grow my career.”
After the movie started, Qi Sijia realized that the movie Meng Jiang had found was her own film, called Breakup.
The quality of the film was a high-saturation color tone mixed with a gelatinous dark gray.
At the beginning, a bowl fell from the table. With a loud “thud,” the porcelain flower fell to the ground, accompanied by a sudden, piercing, and long sharp sound. The screen was filled with snow.
The big words “Breakup,” with a drop of bright red blood hanging on the upper right corner of the character for “hand,” about to fall.
As these two words appeared, the credits began to roll.
Director: Meng Jiang, Chen Bihua.
Assistant Director: Jiang Alai.
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Starring: Meng Jiang
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