Chapter 19 - The last day of the November holiday in 2008 was a sunny day.The dark clouds have been swept away for days, and there is a kind of autumn golden romance.Shen Dayye called Liang Le as soon as he got up early in the morning and explained to him the reason why he couldn't go to Sanlitun, Liang Le expressed his understanding, and politely said that he would go shopping together next time.When he was about to hang up the phone, Liang Le suddenly asked inexplicably: "Wait, senior sister - who did you say saved you yesterday?"
”Shen Dayye wrapped the telephone wire around his fingers again and again: "The one in our class, Chen Xiaozhi." ”Liang Le: "......
He?
”"You still remember him," Shen Dayye secretly glanced in the direction of the kitchen, made sure her mother was not listening, and lowered her voice and said to the telephone: "That's the one, you implied that I was 'I robbed his man', our squad leader." ”Liang Le: ".................."
Liang Le calmed down for half a minute and said, "When the did I say that?"
”Shen Dayye is very sensible and upright."
Senior, you didn't say it, but you hinted at it."
Liang Le: "......"
Liang Le said: "I analyzed the types of boys at that time......
I didn't say he gave it!
”Then, Liang Le preemptively told Shen Dayye before he started a further debate: "Forget it, forget it."
You just think he just thinks you've robbed him of his man. ”Shen Dayye was stunned: "Huh?
”Then Liang Le hung up the phone as if he had fled......
The appointment was canceled, and Shen Dayye was spread out on the sofa, the sun was shining, and her hair was bathed in golden sunlight.Shen's mother sat at the dining table reading literature, with a cup of black coffee in her hand, and suddenly said to her daughter: "You go to the fruit store and bring a fruit basket to that boy." ”Shen Dayye lay on the sofa and shouted lazily: "Mom, I have no money-" Shen's mother: "How much is missing, take it from your mother's bag, you know where the bag is." ”Shen Dayye was silent for a moment: "I lack them all." ”Mother Shen was drinking coffee, and was stunned when she heard this: "Ye Ye, have you eaten so much in the past few days?"
”@无限好文, it's all in Jinjiang Literature City" No," Shen Dayye said humbly: "I didn't eat it, I was robbed."
I've been hungry for the past few days. ”Shen's mother: "......"
Shen Dayye thought that he had successfully won his mother's forgiveness by relying on his pitiful image, so he put together his messy curly hair, tied it up with a small rubber band, and went to his mother's wallet to order three hundred yuan, and went downstairs to buy a big fruit basket.Then when she passed by Shen's mother's side, she was directly slapped in the ass by her mother......
It's a chirp, it's quite loud, and it hurts."
Huh?"
Fifteen-year-old Shen Dayye rubbed his buttocks pitifully: "What kind of duck do you hit me?"
”After beating people, Ms.
Hua Yan didn't look at her, and said ruthlessly: "I owe a beating." ”-The underwhelmed Shen family's Dumiao Miao came back after buying the fruit basket, and was taught by her mother for a long time, "How to hide from people in order to hide politely and make people not find mistakes".Her mother's lecture lasted for thirty minutes, and when she finished speaking, Shen Dayye almost became a mosquito coil eye, and thought that these curves were too torturous.But she felt that this human love class was very necessary, after all, Chen Xiaozhi was indeed a glass heart, and it was right to hold him in the palm of her hand to take care of him."
I'm going to the office," Shen's mother, who finished the last note, closed the laptop and said, "Remember to bring the key when you go out." ”Shen Dayye said doggedly: "I never forget this!"
Mom, work hard!
”Shen's mother glanced at her daughter and said ruthlessly: "--Let's have a good chat when we come back." ”Shen Daye: "......"
Then the door of the house slammed shut, and a gust of cold wind poured in, and it was gloomy.Shen Dayye shuddered, and his eyes moved to the sumptuous and beautiful fruit basket on the table, as well as the handwritten 'I wish you a speedy recovery' greeting card from the fruit shop that was reflected in the sun.Shen Dayye was in that alley yesterday, and even felt that Chen Xiaozhi had been stabbed to death - although the doctor later examined him and found that he had not injured the main blood vessels, the X-ray still showed that he had a slight bone crack, and the white bones were visible in the deepest wound.That's almost a risk.Is this one fruit basket enough for the price of life?
Shen Dayye felt a little uncomfortable, and reached out to touch the rattling plastic film of the fruit basket.The sunlight reflected on the plastic film creates a mechanical and perfunctory feeling.
-That was actually the first time fifteen-year-old Shen Dayye had made soup.In the afternoon, the pork ribs and corn soup were bubbling on the stove, Shen Tianye took a long breath, turned out the thermos bucket from the cabinet, and poured the soup that was not as good as it could have been and what it didn't taste as good as it should.After a while, he opened the lid again in a state of distraught, looked at the dark soup, and sighed in despair.Will it eat the dead?
Shen Tianye carefully scooped a spoonful and tasted it—thinking that this soup was not difficult to drink or delicious, it was useless, a little greasy, and it was not a car accident.The only problem is that the color is very deadly.…… As black as a witch poisoning Snow White□□......
It's not appropriate.Shen Dayye thought about it, took a piece of white chocolate from the refrigerator, smashed it with a small hammer, and poured it in.The pork rib soup soup was still boiling hot, the white chocolate was soft and soft, and it melted into it all at once, and finally showed the effect that Shen Tianye wanted - a gray, like pork rib soup, the light soup was soaked in tender yellow corn, which looked very delicious.Are you going to throw it away anyway......
But at least morphologically it's close to pork rib soup.Fifteen-year-old Shen Dayye tightened the lid.-……………… The Palo Alto sun, with the warmth of the American continent, enveloped a student office at Stanford Physics A.In the sunlight, twenty-five-year-old Chen Xiaozhi put the dark blue leather book back on the shelf.It was 2018, late summer.There were only two desks in the student office, and the rest of the facilities had not been added, so it looked quite empty.Zhang Zhen sat at the desk by the door and said curiously in English: "Teacher, have you ever been on social news?"
”Twenty-five-year-old Chen Xiaozhi glanced at Zhang Zhen and said in English: "It's okay to call me Prof.Chen." ”"Chen......"
Zhang Zhen is not fluent in spoken English, and her IELTS spoken English is as good as 6.5, which is stumbling to speak - but this sister has one advantage, she is particularly daring to speak.She said: "I remember seeing - seeing your news, on our social media - software, Weibo. ”The warm sunlight sprinkled on his body, and Chen Xiaozhi nodded casually, indicating that he understood.This young man exudes the confidence and arrogance of a good talent - and this arrogance is something that a PhD student like Zhang Zhen who is still one year away from graduating from SCI (obviously facing a postponement) cannot have."
When April comes back," Zhang Zhen asked, "should I tell her you've been here?"
”@无限好文, it's all in Jinjiang Literature City Chen Xiaodao: "No need. ”A pleasant breeze blows, and under the noon sun, a few pages of the navy blue experiment notebook on the shelf are opened, like a butterfly in an attempt.Then he casually stuffed the things in his hand into Shen Dayye's open small bag, turned around and left.As Professor Chen left, Zhang Zhen suddenly caught a glimpse of the scar on his arm and wondered how it came about.After all, the flesh and skin of the hideous scar were slightly misplaced, and it was once a deep wound with visible bones.
-@无限好文, all in the afternoon of Jinjiang Literature City.“…… Dayleaf," Zhang Zhen shouted curiously: "Shen Dayye-Junior Sister Shen?"
”According to the normal schedule, Shen Dayye usually spends his afternoon in the laboratory.Shen Dayye belongs to a group of students who are very serious and very active in experiments, and if she doesn't have an experimental arrangement, she will read literature - otherwise her little boss will ask her to do chores.But at Stanford, her new boss, Professor Chen, has a locked office, apparently out of school and not going to let her do chores.But at this time, the twenty-five-year-old Shen Tianye collapsed on the table like a salted fish, buried his face in the ass of the Shiba Inu, and sobbed.Zhang Zhen: "......
What's wrong with you?
What did your mentor do to you?
How do you end up talking to him and be autistic?
”Autism sobbed again: "Woo woo, he did the most excessive thing to me for a doctoral student......
Woo Zhen Zhen, I can't get out, I can't stand this humiliation, I'm going to hang myself......"
Zhang Zhen scratched his head and asked, "Does he want to subtly rule you?"
”Shen Daye: "......"
Zhang Zhen persuaded: "But Professor Chen is like this, you don't suffer if you have unspoken rules......
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Shen Dayye, do you know, now it takes 8,000 to call a prostitute......
I'm afraid that his face will not go to the sea for seventy or eighty thousand a night.So if you want me to say, what an unspoken rule, you close your eyes......"
The autistic doctoral student lay on his stomach in the ass of the Shiba Inu: "He humiliated my field of study. ”Zhang Zhen: "............"
Zhang Zhen was angry: "?
Have you dug up his ancestral grave?!
”…… Ten minutes later, 25-year-old Shen Dayye was properly wrapped in a blanket as an endangered animal in need of protection, and Zhang Zhen even made her a cup of hot black sesame paste.Zhang Zhen gently patted Shen Dayye's shoulder and said, "I will always be with you this afternoon, don't worry."
Ye Ye, what do you want to do?
”Shen Dayye snorted and said aggrievedly, "I......
Let's talk. ”"Chat?"
Zhang Zhen dragged a stool over and asked with a smile, "Talk about the latest topic?"
Or do you want to talk about the past?
”Shen Dayye finally had the meaning of laughing a little: "The subject is a hammer, so I won't talk about this."
Zhang Zhen, will you coax people?
”Zhang Zhen also laughed: "Who wants to coax you."
If you want me to coax you, you can be a coquettish to me. ”Shen Daye: "............"
"However, the words are back," Zhang Zhen suddenly remembered something, clapped his hands and said: "Your first love boyfriend who started to abuse passionately as soon as he got drunk......
I think I've heard his name somewhere......"
"Ahhh!!
h ”Shen Dayye immediately blocked his ears and screamed.The barriers that exist between her 'university life' and 'Chen Xiaozhi' were once as strong as iron.