Song Sizhe flipped over the ancient book and pointed to the words on it for An Mengyi to see.

These words, along with the symbols next to them, are not oracle bone inscriptions, nor are they characters from known minorities. Song Sizhe turned the ancient books in one direction, "Look here, it looks like Tibetan, but it is different from their way of writing. ”

An Mengyi took the book and tried to observe it with a different pupil, but after reading Song Sizhe's collection just now, the different pupil seemed to have exhausted her strength, and she refused to come out.

It was the same last time, An Mengyi wanted to use her different pupils to explore the doorway, but she was sucked out of her own blood by ancient books.

An Mengyi instantly had a bold idea.

"Professor Song, do you have a needle?" Looking at Song Sizhe's somewhat puzzled eyes, An Mengyi added, "Paper cutters are also available." ”

"Yes. Song Sizhe turned around and took out a paper cutter from the drawer and handed it to An Mengyi.

An Mengyi put the handbag on the shelf next to her and pushed out the blade of the paper cutter.

"Mengyi, what are you going to do?" An Mengyi's movements looked a little dangerous, and Song Sizhe snatched the paper cutter from his hand, "You can't hurt yourself." ”

"I just want to give it a try, maybe it's okay?" An Mengyi said softly, "The ancient books have changed a little last time, maybe it needs my blood as nutrients to provide us with more news." ”

An Mengyi's statement sounds a little scary, but it is not impossible.

The world is full of wonders.

The last time An Mengyi's few drops of blood could make ancient books shine, then this time it might be-

"That's not okay!" Song Sizhe definitely didn't allow An Mengyi to hurt himself in front of him, "Have you forgotten that the last time you saw it change, you continued to feed it blood, but it didn't change at all." ”

"Maybe it's just the wrong time?" An Mengyi took the paper cutter back and lightly scratched the tip of her index finger, and the bright red blood rushed out.

An Mengyi took the ancient book, dripped blood on it, and quietly waited for it to change.

But until the blood on her hands clotted, the ancient books did not change in any way.

Is it because the amount of blood is not enough?

An Mengyi picked up the paper cutter again, ready to make another cut on her other finger, but this time Song Sizhe directly threw the paper cutter aside.

"It's okay, Mengyi. Song Sizhe looked at An Mengyi distressedly, his brows furrowed, "It hasn't changed in any way, don't you hurt yourself anymore, okay?"

An Mengyi pinched her fingers, took out a disinfectant wipe from the bag with her right hand, and took out one and wrapped it in her hand.

Perhaps, it will take some time to react. An Mengyi's eyes were full of inquiry when she looked at the ancient books.

What's the problem?

An Mengyi really couldn't figure it out, could it be that her own blood had lost its effect on it?

The text on this looks familiar. An Mengyi flipped through the first few pages, always feeling that she had seen these fonts somewhere, but she couldn't remember them.

"It's like a combination of Tibetan and some tribal scripts. Song Sizhe added softly.

"But why does it only have words on the front?" An Mengyi flipped back, and suddenly found that there was nothing on the paper behind it, and the paper was not the same.

The page numbers of the handwriting are already visible in the front, and the paper has become very thin and light, and you can see that it is a high-quality rice paper in terms of feel and color.

But the latter ones...... Not to mention that it feels rough to the touch, I know that there are still some sundries in it.

It looks a bit like papyrus.

Why is it that the font on this ancient book is as if it was from an ancient tribe, but the paper is made of papyrus, which was abundant on the banks of the Nile River in the third millennium BC?

There are so many mysteries about this ancient book.

An Mengyi was a little puzzled for a while, as soon as her wrist was loosened, the ancient book fell on the restoration table, and it was suddenly dark in front of her, and a feeling of dizziness came up.

"Brother Song, I've already helped you-"

Zhong Man didn't know about this secret room, and after she had almost repaired it, she was wandering around the laboratory when she suddenly saw a bright light in the corner, so she walked over.

When she came to the door of the secret room, the scene in front of her instantly ignited anger in her heart.

An Mengyi was held in Song Sizhe's arms, and her head was still placed between Song Sizhe's neck.

"Mengyi?" Song Sizhe didn't notice Zhong Man at the door, and only cared to check An Mengyi's state, "Are you okay?" can you hear me Mengyi?"

"Brother Song. Zhong Man's voice opened coldly, and he called Song Sizhe, and the moment he stepped into the secret room with high heels, there was a crisp sound.

An Mengyi shook her head slightly, feeling a little better.

"Professor Song. An Mengyi had never been in such close contact with other men, and when she noticed the distance between the two, she quickly stood up and went to the side.

"Miss An, since you are already a married woman, why do you want to stalk my brother Song and chase after me?!" Zhong Man really couldn't stand it, and didn't pay attention to his words for a while.

"Zhong Man-" Song Sizhe looked at Zhong Man, his eyes were a little helpless, "Mengyi, she is not what you think, she just needs to ask me for help with something." ”

Zhong Man was like a jealous woman at the moment, and her eyes were full of jealousy.

obviously has no intimate relationship with Song Sizhe, but he always relies on what he can talk to and excludes others.

"Brother Song, don't say nice things about her anymore. Zhong Man always felt that Song Sizhe was deceived by An Mengyi's appearance, "She is already married to Rong Jinghao, why do she still pester you?!"

"Zhong Man. Song Sizhe's eyes when he looked at Zhong Man were full of warning, "Don't let me kick you out." ”

As soon as Zhong Man heard this, the grievances in his heart instantly rose.

In the past, no other woman could enter this laboratory except her.

Now there is suddenly an An Mengyi, and Song Sizhe even brought her to this secret room that she didn't even know about.

Isn't that interesting to her, and why?!

- Ding Ding Ding Ding!

An Mengyi's mobile phone in her bag suddenly rang.

"Hey?" An Mengyi answered the phone and hung up after a few words.

Packing up her things, An Mengyi looked at Song Sizhe with a little apology.

"I'm sorry Professor Song, there are some things in the company that are in a hurry to deal with, so I have to go back first. ”

"It's okay. Song Sizhe saw An Mengyi's pale face and was a little uneasy, "Do you need me to send you back to the company?" ”

"Thank you, Professor Song. An Mengyi politely rejected Song Sizhe, "I already bothered you when I came over today, why am I embarrassed to let you send me back?"

"Well, stay safe on your way. Song Sizhe didn't insist, so he briefly explained, "I'll send you out?"

"I'm sorry for you. An Mengyi was embarrassed to refuse again, so she nodded and agreed.

In this process, Zhong Man's whole person is like an outsider, being excluded from the two people, and feeling the mood of a transparent person.

Mu Li was sent by Rong Jinghao to pick up An Mengyi back to the company, and less than three minutes after the phone was hung up, Mu Li had already appeared at the door of the laboratory.

"Madam, I'm here to pick you up and take you back to the office. Mu Li opened the door of the back seat of the car and blocked the top so that An Mengyi would not hit her head.

"I'll go back first, and Professor Song will stay. After An Mengyi got into the car, she said goodbye to Song Sizhe.

Zhong Man was waiting for Song Sizhe to come back in the laboratory, and when his figure appeared at the door, Zhong Man hurriedly got up and greeted him.

"Brother Song, I've repaired the porcelain vase, do you want to take a look?" Zhong Man was a little cautious, but there was still a hint of inconspicuous pride in his tone.

Song Sizhe glanced at Zhong Man deeply and sighed,

"You go back first. Song Sizhe's expression looked a little tired, "Don't come to me recently." ”

For Zhong Man, this sentence is tantamount to Song Sizhe personally cutting off the bridge of communication between the two of them, and she is naturally unwilling.

"Brother Song, I-" Zhong Man still wanted to fight for himself, but he didn't expect Song Sizhe's eyes to become a little cold.

"Call me Professor. "Song Sizhe looks so serious, Zhong Man has seen it, this is the first time.

Zhong Man took a few steps forward and shook Song Sizhe's hand.

"Brother Song, don't you drive me away, okay?"

Song Sizhe looked at Zhong Man, his eyes were not as gentle as before.

"Zhong Man, be a measured person. Song Sizhe shook Zhong Man's hand away, "You are out of line." ”

The moment the warm touch on his hand left, Zhong Man only felt that his heart was cold.

"Professor Song!" Zhong Man turned to look at Song Sizhe's back, "Is she An Mengyi so good?"

Song Sizhe didn't look back, and his steps didn't stop.

"She's different. Zhong Man's understanding of Song Sizhe's emotional changes is only a lot more.

Now there are hundreds of turns and thousands of times wrapped in this sentence, except for Song Sizhe himself, only Zhong Man can understand and understand it thoroughly.

Mu Li noticed the scars on An Mengyi's hands sharply.

"Madame, there's a small medicine box under the handrail on your left. Mu Li took advantage of the time of the traffic light to remind An Mengyi.

An Mengyi threw the disinfectant wipes in her hand into the car trash can, gently pulled the armrest, and a box popped out of it, containing commonly used medicines.

"Don't tell Jing Hao. When An Mengyi dismantled and created a sticker, she didn't forget to tell Mu Li.

"Yes, ma'am. Although he agreed, Mu Li looked at the band-aid in An Mengyi's hand and shook his head silently.

With such an obvious band-aid, doesn't everything be exposed when you hold hands?

When she arrived at the company, An Mengyi went directly to Rong Jinghao's office from the underground parking lot.

"Jing Hao, what are you looking for me?"

As soon as An Mengyi pushed the door in, the scene in front of her made her stunned for a moment.