Watching Tian Xin and the other boys leave the Fengli Distillery with a smile, Wen Xiaoman felt a little uneasy in his heart: Alas, I don't know what is going on in the school now.

Wen Xiaoman's heart was full of uneasiness, and all the worries were the weakness of the heart after doing bad things.

Saturday, early in the morning.

Wen Xiaoman wore a ponytail, wore a pair of glasses, carried a computer bag with a plain face, and pushed open the door of the archaeological laboratory while humming a small song.

Why, Zhong Sheng doesn't rest on weekends?

She exited again, looked up again to confirm the door number of the laboratory, and hesitated for a long time, not knowing whether to go in or not.

Zhong Sheng sat on the workbench in the laboratory, with a pile of broken porcelain tiles spread out in front of him, he put down one of them, glanced at Wen Xiaoman, and said disapprehantly: "Only you interns are on vacation, and the archaeological team members still have to work normally, but if anyone needs to go out, they can ask for leave." ”

Wen Xiaoman didn't expect to run into Zhong Sheng, and said, "Well, I'll come over to rub a knowledge network and write a few journals for my graduation thesis." I, what I told Li Yuan......"

"It's okay, you can write it here, I won't bother you. With that, Zhong Sheng walked to a desk in the corner, put his computer and a large stack of materials aside, and motioned for Wen Xiaoman to come over.

Wen Xiaoman hurriedly responded and hurriedly sat down. She turned on her computer and stared at the splash screen on the screen, feeling a sudden trepidation.

Her position was a little awkward, just facing Zhong Sheng's workbench, she couldn't see Zhong Sheng, but Zhong Sheng could see her every move clearly.

Thinking of this, she quickly straightened her back, pretending to be devoted to learning, pretending to be for a long time, her back collapsed, she couldn't bear the curiosity in her heart, she found a good time, secretly turned her head, and glanced at Zhong Sheng.

Sure enough, men who work hard possess great lethality. In Wen Xiaoman's sight, Zhong Sheng was holding a small brush to clean the mud and sand of the porcelain tiles, he lowered his head slightly, a few locks of hair fell between his eyebrows on his forehead, and his eyes were hidden in the shadows.

The dust in the sunlight slowly fell on his collar, and at this moment, Wen Xiaoman's heart suddenly palpitated.

She jerked her head back, and after a few breaths, she gradually calmed down.

What did Li Yuan say?

Zhong Sheng has never been in love?

What's wrong with the girls in the archaeology department, are they not interested in contemporary men, why can't they take Zhong Sheng?

No, no, Wen Xiaoman didn't dare to be careless anymore, so he quickly retracted and devoted himself to serious academic research, making up his mind not to look at Zhong Sheng for a second time.

There is a well-established truth in the academic community: deadline is the primary productive force. Under the high pressure of the deadline, Wen Xiaoman's concentration was really good, and when she stood up to rest at noon, she found that Zhong Sheng didn't know when she left the laboratory.

After hastily ending lunch, Wen Xiaoman sat back in front of the computer, but unfortunately the progress in the afternoon was not satisfactory, and he stumbled all the way to four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and the result was less than half of the morning.

Just as Wen Xiaoman was impatiently checking the literature, someone knocked on her desktop and asked, "Are you going to eat?"

Wen Xiaoman wrote the essay until his head was bald, his eyes were not raised, and he said angrily: "What, do you want to invite me to eat?"

After speaking, she realized that something was wrong, and when she looked up, she saw Zhong Sheng blinking in confusion, subconsciously touching her pocket, and said with an innocent face: "It's okay, I brought my wallet." ”

"I—I didn't mean that......" she hastened to explain.

Zhong Sheng didn't care at all, and sincerely invited: "Do you want to go?" ”

March and April are the rainy seasons in the southwest mountainous areas, but it is rare to have a sunny day. The warm sunshine of dusk sprinkled on the bluestone slabs of the town, the years are quiet, and four words are enough to describe the scenery at this moment.

Zhong Sheng changed into a white turtleneck, and the slim gray woolen coat looked more and more handsome. It's just that in this way, Wen Xiaoman, who is facing the sky, is even more inconspicuous.

Wen Xiaoman couldn't help but slander Zhong Sheng's scheming, but after all, she couldn't calm down, she took half a step slower, tore off the leather band tied to the ponytail, grabbed her hair at will, and took out the mirror and applied a light-colored lip balm before she followed.

"Isn't the paper going well?" Zhong Sheng suddenly turned around, bent slightly, and approached her.

"Well, what?" Wen Xiaoman was a little distracted, and he didn't hear Zhong Sheng's words too clearly.

"I don't think your paper is writing very well...... Zhong Sheng explained.

As soon as the paper was mentioned, Wen Xiaoman was a little irritable, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't want to talk about it: "Yes, it's a little stuck." ”

Zhong Sheng tilted his head and said casually: "Is the internship at the archaeological site really helpful to your subject?"

Suddenly mentioning this topic again, Wen Xiaoman was a little surprised, and looked up at him: "Huh?"

Zhong Sheng thought she was thinking too much, and explained: "Oh, don't get me wrong, I think the time for the third year of graduate school is very tight, and there are many things to do such as writing papers, going to internships, getting offers, etc., and staying at the archaeological site may not be the best choice......"

"Poof, I see you're thinking long-term. Wen Xiaoman suddenly smiled, "But sometimes, there is no choice at all, after all...... I've got to graduate first. ”

Wen Xiaoman's voice became lower and lower, Zhong Sheng heard a trace of unusualness in her stunned end, he squinted his eyes, and let go of the unusual, other people's secrets, he was inconvenient to listen to.

After all, there are wineries and workers, and the night in Yongan Town is still very lively.

Wen Xiaoman and Zhong Sheng casually entered a rice noodle shop, ordered two bowls of soup noodles, and ordered a few side dishes. As soon as Wen Xiaoman sat down, the door of the powder shop was pushed open, and when she looked up, it was Li Yuan.

Li Yuan was also surprised when he saw the two of them: "Why are you two together?"

"I ran into it on the road. Wen Xiaoman handed the menu in his hand to Li Yuan and motioned for him to add a few more dishes.

"Such a coincidence?" Li Yuan seemed to suddenly think of something, smiled, and said jokingly, "Then I didn't bother you with anything, right?"

"Where have you been," Zhong Sheng interjected with a frown, interrupting Li Yuan's ill intentions, "Why does it smell of smoke on your body." ”

Li Yuan scratched his head in embarrassment and said curtly: "I went to the Internet café to play a game." After speaking, he also sniffed his sweater and muttered in a low voice, "Does it really smell of smoke, why didn't I smell ......it?"

But the real embarrassment is still to come, Wen Xiaoman has never seen a person who eats so seriously, serious, really just serious, every chopstick Zhong Sheng clamps with a focused, precise, and pious attitude, and he is very calm, he doesn't feel embarrassed at all, the embarrassment is just Wen Xiaoman and Li Yuan.

Silence shrouded the three of them, Wen Xiaoman put his hand in front of his lips, coughed lightly, gave Li Yuan a questioning look, and silently signaled: "Why is he like this?"

After Li Yuan received it, he immediately made a very exaggerated nodding motion, and deduced with all his heart: "He is such a person, isn't it very strange." ”

When Zhong Sheng finished eating the last rice noodle in the bowl, the low air pressure on the table dissipated in an instant. Wen Xiaoman just breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect Zhong Sheng to sit quietly opposite, silently waiting for Wen Xiaoman and Li Yuan to eat, without the slightest impatience, not even taking out his mobile phone to take a look.

Zhong Sheng was like this, Wen Xiaoman was so embarrassed to let him wait too long, and finished his meal in a daze.

Walking out of the restaurant, Li Yuan immediately said that he wanted to buy something more in the town before going back, and jumped after speaking. Let's go, let's go, let's go, although Zhong Sheng's meals have always been like this, but if he doesn't say a word, he is obviously unhappy, Li Yuan, president of the Yizhou branch of Zhong Sheng's global support association, thought so.

"Then I'm ......" Wen Xiaoman scratched his head and said.

"Well, I'll send you back. Zhong Sheng nodded, as a matter of course.

"No, I mean ......"

As soon as Wen Xiaoman wanted to explain, Zhong Sheng interrupted her and said with some puzzlement: "Aren't you going back to continue writing your thesis?"

Well, Wen Xiaoman originally wanted to find an excuse to evacuate this slightly embarrassing situation, but who knew that Zhong Sheng was so considerate, so what else could she say.

The way back was very slow, Wen Xiaoman thought about it, this was definitely not his usual pace, it should be Zhong Sheng deliberately slowed down.

Recalling the appearance of Zhong Sheng eating just now, Wen Xiaoman thought that the man next to him seemed to have his own set of health skills, and he didn't know if he would use a thermos cup to soak wolfberries, thinking about it, Wen Xiaoman suddenly burst out laughing.

Zhong Sheng looked at her suspiciously, and after listening to her explanation, he smiled slightly and said, "I grew up next to my grandmother when I was a child, and it can be said that she has a unique set of health preservation skills, I think it is beneficial, so I will keep it......"

As he spoke, Zhong Sheng seemed to fall into some kind of memory and stopped talking.

Wen Xiaoman didn't look at him either, and walked forward slowly, watching the moonlight faintly falling, and suddenly said, "Li Yuan seems to have misunderstood something." ”

"What?" Zhong Sheng looked down at her, as if he didn't hear her clearly, and as if he didn't understand her words.

She replied, "Did you know I have a boyfriend?" ”

He shook his head and said calmly, "You didn't mention it. ”

"He was my high school classmate, and we had a long relationship, six or seven years, but ......"

Wen Xiao said in a rambling voice, suddenly paused, and looked at Zhong Sheng.

"Hmm. Zhong Sheng also looked back at her, his eyes were empty, and there was no emotion.

Wen Xiaoman reacted violently to her gaffe, she quickly turned her head and covered up: "It's nothing." ”

A conversation ended without a hitch, and Zhong Sheng never raised any topics after that, he was not a talkative person in the first place.

Wen Xiaoman silently slowed down her steps, gradually distancing herself from Zhong Sheng, she stared at the back of the man in front of her, this man was too easy for her to make mistakes.

When a girl has relationship problems, she always can't help but want to confide in others, and then her girlfriends are too unreliable, and their unreasonable partiality often makes things more troublesome. It would be nice to have such a man, gentle but distant, who could listen patiently and occasionally give appropriate praise.

But often, taking advantage of the void, that's how it happens.

Wen Xiaoman knew nothing more about herself, her actual personality was not as harmless as she appeared, but what happened to her just now.

She rubbed her forehead, perhaps bewitched by the moonlight.