Chapter 1, A Shallow Smile with Dimple.

He was struggling intensely in his heart. After weighing it over and over again, he took out a notepad and wrote down his name and phone number, and then stuffed it into Fu Ling's wallet.

The taste is familiar? Pei Zhimi couldn't help but smile and said, "Very familiar, hmm?" Pei Zhimi doesn't use cologne. He is sure that besides the smell of hospital disinfectant on his body, there won't be any other smell.

After the prize draw, they attended the year-end banquet. Yuan Feng sat to the right of Fu Ling, and Pei Zhiwei sat to the right of Yuan Feng—of course, this was no coincidence. Yuan Feng seized the opportunity to ensure that he could sit next to Fu Ling. After Fu Ling toasted, she lowered her head and said something to Yuan Feng. Pei Zhiwei heard it clearly. Fu Ling was instructing Yuan Feng to toast to several leaders. Pei Zhiwei, who had to drive and couldn't drink, watched with cold eyes as his younger cousin's heart was in turmoil.

Oh... So, are you going to have surgery?

Thank you, thank you, I'm really sorry... Ah, turn left, turn left...

Shelter company's welfare dormitory is not occupied, so she specifically came out to rent a house. Could it be that she already has a boyfriend? Pei Zhiwei thought to himself, "Isn't Yuan Feng's attentiveness all for nothing?"

Pei Zhimei parked by the side of the road and rolled down the car window, asking, "Miss Fu, where are you going? Let me give you a ride."

On Saturday morning, Pei Zhiwei was stuck in traffic after leaving the Fu Ling's house. He pondered in his heart that it was time to distance himself from Fu Ling.

When Pei Zhiwei arrived at the entrance of the Fulian residential area, he stopped the car and softly called out, "Miss Fu, we've arrived." Fu Ling was still asleep. He called out "Fu Ling" two more times, but she only pursed her lips, seemingly uncomfortable with her sleeping position, and twisted her body. When he called out again, she woke up, and saw Pei Zhiwei staring at her. She blushed and smiled awkwardly, raising her hand to brush her bangs, just enough to avoid his intense gaze. "Ah, we've arrived so quickly. I'm sorry..."

Auntie Biao always says that Yuan Feng is too honest and that Pei Zhiwei should keep an eye on him. He is usually busy with work and rarely fulfills his duties as an "older brother". After hearing what Yuan Feng said, he dressed neatly and went to the annual meeting together.

The blood in my body cools down, and the phone rings, it's Yuan Feng: "Bro, haven't you come home yet?"

Fuling paused for a moment, looked around, and indeed there was no trace of an empty car. Hesitantly, she asked, "Are you Yuan Feng's...?"

"Cousin," Pei Zhiwei said kindly, "Come up, you'll have to wait for a while!"

Pei Zhimei never thought that he would be so deeply entangled with Fu Ling.

He decided to treat her better, suppressing the sudden and astonishing desire, and carried Fu Ling into the bedroom.

Péi Zhīwèi asked Yuán Fēng: "Why does she always look for you?"

Not knowing when, she started to embrace his neck and whispered, "You smell so familiar." Like a cat, she rubbed against him, greedily sniffing his scent.

Okay. Pei Zhiwei stared at her without moving for a moment, "I happen to need to use the restroom."

The furnishings in the room are also the same, simple and not overly decorated, with a few scattered items used as embellishments, such as slender vases, wooden shoe racks, handmade cushions... They all create a warm and cozy atmosphere.

Fu Ling was awakened by him, feeling groggy. She snuggled up in his arms and impatiently muttered, slapping his face with one hand, "Stop fooling around, you pig."

Southern Telecom, where Yuan Feng works, is a relatively large technology enterprise. However, Pei Zhiwei has never quite understood what they actually do. One time, Yuan Feng pointed at the logo on the router at home and said, "This is produced by our company." Pei Zhiwei exclaimed, "So your company makes routers?" Yuan Feng said no. Later, when Yuan Feng changed his phone, there was also a company logo on it. Pei Zhiwei asked again, "So your company makes phones?" Yuan Feng said no again and explained for a long time, but Pei Zhiwei still didn't understand. He studied medicine while Yuan Feng studied engineering, and they were like two ships passing in the night. Finally, Pei Zhiwei thought, "Maybe it's a technology company." Later, when Yuan Feng changed his phone, there was also a company logo on it. Pei Zhiwei asked again, "So your company makes phones?" Yuan Feng said no again and explained for a long time, but Pei Zhiwei still didn't understand. He studied medicine while Yuan Feng studied engineering, and they were like two ships passing in the night. In the end, he thought, "Maybe it's a technology company." Yuan Feng's explanation was, "The communication equipment you see on the market, our company basically produces all of them. However, those are not our core business. Our core products are for enterprise-level users."

After several attempts, Pei Zhiwei finally found the reason - the silence of Fuling when he fell asleep, the Fuling mentioned by Yuan Feng during normal times, and the Fuling at the annual afternoon event, they are all very different.

"Do." Pei Zhiwei smiled.

Surgery.

Yuan Feng took out his phone and showed him the game that has been extremely popular on mobile phones in recent years. Soon, Fu Ling came back and complained to Yuan Feng with a slight frown: "I wanted to keep a Big Red Bird for myself, but it was taken by Old Yang's son." Pei Zhiwei watched Yuan Feng finish a level, but couldn't understand why this game was so popular.

The next day, a critically ill patient was transferred from the emergency department. After getting off the operating table, the first thing Pei Zhimei did was to check his phone, but there were no missed calls. He thought that maybe Fu Ling needed some time to consider, but the third, fourth, fifth day passed... until the Chinese New Year holiday, and Fu Ling still did not call.

The expression on Fu Ling's face, Pei Zhiwei was actually very familiar with it. Every time someone heard that he was a surgeon, there would often be a brief moment of daze or absent-mindedness, especially unmarried women, especially older unmarried women.

Pei Zhimei suddenly realized: "Oh, you are the one who installs broadband for big companies!"

Today is a rare exception.

No one likes the smell of hospital disinfectant.

Péi Zhīwèi saw Fú Líng freeze again in the rearview mirror. She was smiling from afternoon to evening, generous but not ostentatious. When he talked about her profession, she suddenly fell silent. Her expression was somewhat complicated, her lips slightly parted, staring blankly ahead. After a while, she came back to her senses and hurriedly smiled and said, "It's really good. Dr. Péi, you must be very brave. I faint at the sight of blood."

The cup is not bad, with a plain white base and a painting of blue dolphins. Fuling has taken off the coat, revealing a round-neck thick-knit sweater inside. The black boots are off, replaced by furry slippers. Below the sweater is a dark blue knee-length skirt.

Péi Zhīwèi naturally knows all the cheesy nicknames that couples have when they are in love, especially in hospitals where girls accompany their boyfriends on IV drips and boys accompany their girlfriends to get medicine. They can't bear to be apart for even a minute, and nicknames like "little piggy", "big silly bear", "big brother", "little cat", "baby brother", "baby sister", and "little treasure" make him want to vomit even the leftovers from the night before.

In the bathroom, there is only one person's toothbrush and cup, and only one set of towels. There is no razor, no shaving cream... There is no trace of a man living there.

Who is "可猪头"?

In the elevator, Fu Ling stood stiffly, staring at the floor indicator as if facing a great enemy. Pei Zhiwei found it amusing, knowing that some women were skilled at using such tension to express a unique blend of innocence and charm. Damn it, he actually felt that her uneasy appearance was somewhat pure and charming.

No problem, anyway it's only a few steps.

Her cheeks were red, probably from drinking too much at night, and the car was stuffy.

Can it be the same? That's a matter of life! Pei Zhiwei couldn't understand why Yuan Feng, who didn't receive overtime pay, was still so diligent. Later, he found out that it was because Fu Ling asked Yuan Feng to work overtime.

What does it mean to be a surgeon who also goes on the operating table?

Definitely not Yuan Feng, but it will never be Pei Zhiwei either.

He found that he also had a bit of a taste for Fuling. In Fuling's words, "the taste is very familiar," like a taste that he was born to be intoxicated with. Fuling was probably very tired, curled up in his arms and fell asleep quickly, breathing evenly, with a small dimple at the corner of her lips, which was deeply captivating.

Her shoulders are narrow, smooth and fair. Pei Zhiwei slightly closed her eyes, recalling her charming and beautiful appearance during the day. She looks beautiful when she smiles, and she knows how to dress appropriately.

Water is fine.

He escorted Fuling downstairs and casually asked, "Doesn't your company have employee dormitories? I heard the conditions are pretty good."

At first, Pei Zhiwei felt that Yuan Feng's company was very "stingy", always requiring weekend overtime without paying extra, but when he complained, Yuan Feng retorted, "Doesn't your hospital also call you in for surgery in the middle of the night?"

Just a kiss, it's nothing...

Pei Zhimei is a bit of a clean freak. For example, the sheets must be changed at least once a week, and he must wash himself thoroughly before going to bed, even if he has just completed a seven-hour long surgery and cannot bear to lie down and sleep. He hates Yuan Feng for this. Since Yuan Feng moved into the two-bedroom apartment he had just bought, he has had to accept the reality that at least one room is like a dog's den all year round.

No wonder Yuan Feng often goes to "fix the network" for clients on weekends. Pei Zhiwei asked him, "Is the work you do with the workers from the telecommunications company to install broadband at home similar?"

Pei Zhimei's whole body muscles tightened, who is the pig head?

In simple terms, it means having money.

Her long bangs parted at the temples, slightly curled up to her ears. Her eyelashes were also long, casting a faint shadow under her eyes. Her nose was slightly upturned, her lips were slightly red, and her small dimples were faintly visible... . Pei Zhiwei's throat moved, unable to help but swallow. Whether it was his keen eyesight or the bright lights in the car, even the fine hairs on her cheeks seemed to be clearly discernible.

That... Thank you, Fu Ling smiled apologetically, "May I ask your honorable surname? Are you... Yuan Feng, the cousin who is a doctor?"

Péi Zhīwèi gazed at her for a moment, his eyes suddenly deepening. Fùlíng seemed to realize something, but couldn't take back what she had just said. She could only lower her head and smile, saying, "Thank you, Dr. Péi. You've really gone through a lot of trouble for me today. If it weren't for you bringing me back, I wouldn't have known how long I would have had to wait. Then I wouldn't have seen you off."

The first time I met Fu Ling was at Yuan Feng's project team annual meeting. Yuan Feng is a distant cousin of Pei Zhiwei, a typical engineering nerd who, apart from playing games at home, only participates in some company-organized activities. Yuan Feng said it's boring to spend the weekend alone, so why not go together. Pei Zhiwei was too lazy to move and said, "I don't know anyone in your company." Yuan Feng said it doesn't matter, today is the project team's small annual meeting, and you can barely be considered a family member. Pei Zhiwei was too lazy to move and said, "I don't know anyone in your company." Yuan Feng said it doesn't matter, today is the project team's small annual meeting, and you can barely be considered a family member.

Immediately.

Looking at him with disdain, Yuan Feng hurriedly explained: "Pigs in Angry Birds."

When she came out, Fuling was standing next to the water dispenser, holding a mug, and hesitantly asked, "What do you want to drink? I only have water, instant coffee, and tea... Oh, this cup has never been used," she smiled apologetically, "I like to buy cups even when I don't need them. Whenever I see a pretty one, I just want to buy it."

However, this sentence touched Pei Zhiwei.

I like tranquility, and the company that does not live in the dormitory also provides housing subsidies. He doesn't seem to be in a hurry. Fuleng asked, "Thank you, Dr. Pei, would you like to... Would you like to come up for a cup of tea?"

Pig head ?.

After the banquet, a colleague invited Yuan Feng to play the game "Three Kingdoms Kill". Pei Zhiwei was not interested and said, "Then you can take a taxi home later." He went downstairs to get his car and happened to see Fuleng waiting for a taxi. Unfortunately, even at eight or nine o'clock in this city, the traffic was still busy, and there were no empty taxis passing by.

Pei Zhimei stared at the Mark cup on the coffee table, which had been half-drunk by Fuling. He picked it up and noticed a very faint lipstick mark on the rim where Fulign had sipped.

She walked over and handed him the water cup, but stood still beside him, unsure whether she wanted to sit down or to ask him to leave.

What thing?

At the annual meeting, Pei Zhiwei suddenly understood. Fuling specifically asked Yuan Feng to work overtime not because of "close relationship", but because most of the technical staff in Yuan Feng's team are already married, some even have children, and those who are not married have girlfriends. Fuling couldn't order others around, so she could only boss around Yuan Feng.

Fuling and Yuan Feng are on the same product line. Fuling handles after-sales service. For minor issues, they follow the standard procedure to resolve them for customers. For major issues, they need to seek assistance from the technical department, which is where Yuan Feng works.

You can just put me down, it's only a few steps.

Without waiting for her to open the car door, Pei Zhiwei drove straight into the residential area and asked, "Which building and how do we get there?"

Péi Zhīwèi nodded: "My surname is Péi."

Pei Zhimei couldn't help but pout. After a moment of contemplation, she glanced at Fuling out of the corner of her eye and found that she was actually leaning against the passenger seat, with her eyes closed, seemingly asleep.

Yuan Feng chuckled and said, "Since we have a good relationship, let's help each other out."

Not to mention, Pei Zhiwei is still very young.

Yuan Feng is always exasperated by him, rolling his eyes every time.

She was a bit breathless when coughing, and there was a slight smell of alcohol in the air. Pei Zhiwei remembered that he hadn't drunk any alcohol at night, but why did he feel so drunk? The slight gasping was in his ear, and he almost instinctively lowered his head and said with a smile, "Let me teach you a way to stop coughing."

For some reason, several times while waiting for the traffic lights, Pei Zhiwei couldn't help but turn his head to look at her. Even when the road conditions were good, he couldn't help but turn his head, and the dim light in the car spilled onto her blushing cheeks, revealing a hint of charm.

Yuan Feng corrected with a sense of frustration: "We have already said that we do not serve individual users, our clients are all large companies!"

The product line where Yuan Feng is located has about fifty to sixty people. Fu Ling is in the after-sales department and has three subordinates. Pei Zhiwei followed his cousin's gaze and saw a petite and delicate girl who seemed to be very clever. She was always smiling wherever she went, walking and talking with a smile. When she smiled, small dimples appeared at the corners of her lips, highlighting her innocence and simplicity that seemed incompatible with her adept social skills. Pei Zhiwei's gaze wandered between Fu Ling and Yuan Feng, and three minutes later, he made a diagnosis - others treat you as a fool, but only because you are a poor fool, so they can only make you work hard. Small dimples appeared at the corners of her lips, highlighting her innocence and simplicity that seemed incompatible with her adept social skills. Pei Zhiwei's gaze wandered between Fu Ling and Yuan Feng, and three minutes later, he made a diagnosis - others treat you as a fool, but only because you are a poor fool, so they can only make you work hard.

The annual meeting was very lively. After the performance, a lottery was held based on the entry number. Pei Zhiwei won a pillow. The prize was a green pig that Fu Ling had happily given out. Pei Zhiwei felt the pillow and didn't see anything special about it. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yuan Feng staring at the pillow in his hand, his eyes turning green. Pei Zhiwei thought to himself that Yuan Feng would have to sleep with this pillow tonight.

Fuling got on the car, told him the address, and chatted aimlessly: "What department does Dr. Pei specialize in?"

Pei Zhimei suddenly felt that the air in the room was so stuffy. Fu Ling's cheeks were still a little red, and he had already felt the heat.

Fuling turned her head slightly, her eyes showing a hint of confusion and a slight drunkenness.

Fuling suddenly hiccuped and coughed violently, as if she had been choked. Pei Zhiwei handed her the cup that was already at her mouth, gently patting her back and making her sit down, then handed her water to drink. She drank the water but still couldn't stop coughing, apologizing with a shy smile, "Sorry, recently the weather has been changing constantly..."