Zhong Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, his hand lightly pressed on Wen Xiaoman's shoulder, and analyzed it clearly: "Xiaoman, listen to me, I calculated the healthy weight range that you should achieve for your height according to the standard weight algorithm recommended by the World Health Organization. Trust me, your current weight is still far from this range. Well, I understand your reasonable pursuit of body, but I didn't think it through, and now I officially invite you to work out with me, why don't I choose a suitable mountain bike for you tomorrow?"

The corners of Wen Xiaoman's mouth twitched, and he said with a dull gaze: "No, no need, it's too troublesome for you." ”

"It's not troublesome, your business is not troublesome to me. ”

"No, no, no......"

"Xiaoman, don't you believe me, I'm all based on scientific ......"

"Zhong Sheng, calm down!" Wen Xiaoman took a deep breath, held Zhong Sheng's hand with both hands, looked into his eyes sincerely and said, "I mean, cycling is not for me, I will practice yoga in the dormitory." ”

Zhong Sheng's fingertips held by Xiao Man moved slightly, he felt that his ears were a little hot, lowered his eyes, and secretly made a decision in his heart - wait a minute, you must study yoga well, it seems that Xiao Man likes it very much......

A week later.

The setting sun shines on the windows of the archaeological site, reflecting a shimmering shimmer.

Zhong Sheng stood up in the exploration square and began to collect and collect archaeological tools, when suddenly the mobile phone in his pocket rang, a short prompt tone, not like a phone.

SMS?WeChat?

Li Yuan, who was standing next to Zhong Sheng, was slightly surprised, it shouldn't be, Zhong Sheng used to be a person who turned on mute as long as he was at work.

I remember that he once asked Zhong Sheng why he didn't adjust it to vibration.

Zhong Sheng told him very well that if at the critical moment of extracting cultural relics, a few seconds of mobile phone vibration may affect his movements, causing irreparable consequences.

Okay now, it's really not a vibration mode, it's changed to a ringtone?

Under Li Yuan's close attention, Zhong Sheng took off his gloves, took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and put it back as if nothing happened, and gave Li Yuan a slanted eye by the way.

No, there is a situation.

Li Yuan pursed his lips and reasoned secretly, after Zhong Sheng looked at the mobile phone, his movements accelerated significantly, and he looked very anxious, was he in a hurry to reply to someone's message?

Hmph! Li Yuan snorted hard with his nostrils facing the sky, staring at Zhong Sheng's back with the hatred of a single dog.

Zhong Sheng didn't seem to see him at all, and quickly packed up his things, and when he passed by, he didn't even give Li Yuan a trace of attention.

Zhong Sheng walked out of the construction site, and the moment he left Li Yuan's sight, he quickly flashed into a corner where no one was around, glanced around a few times, and found that the surroundings were very quiet, his back was easily leaning against the corner, and he took out his mobile phone happily.

"Is the work over?" is Wen Xiaoman's WeChat.

"Well, it's over. Zhong Sheng put an end seriously, looking very rigorous.

After sending it out, Zhong Sheng held his breath, his eyes were fixed on the screen, and he didn't dare to blink at all.

The other party is typing ......

"Ding-dong-" A message popped up on the screen.

"Come to me in town in a moment, and I'll treat you to dinner. ”

Zhong Sheng's pupils widened instantly, he turned his back, his forehead against the wall, his hand clenched into a fist, blocking his mouth, and looking at it from a perspective that was difficult for others to detect, he could find that the corners of his mouth slowly curved upward, and finally grinned into a flower.

After being happy for a while, Zhong Sheng suddenly stood up straight, coughed lightly twice, picked up his phone again, and replied: "A little bit of something, I'll contact you in half an hour, okay?"

"Okay. ”

After seeing the affirmative reply, Zhong Sheng blew a very satisfied whistle, put his toes on the ground, kicked the stone far away, and then staggered back to the dormitory.

He has nothing else to do, and the most urgent thing for him now is to go back and take a quick shower, then change his clothes and go to find his Xiaoman.

Wen Xiaoman and he agreed to meet at a barber shop, and when Zhong Sheng arrived, he was still a little hesitant. He pushed open the door and walked in, and found that the business of this store was indeed good, and there were many people coming and going, but he didn't see Wen Xiaoman for a while.

"Here!" Unexpectedly, it was Wen Xiaoman who saw him first, she was sitting on a chair with her back to him, and she was raising her arms to greet him at this time.

"Want to cut your hair?" Zhong Sheng walked over and stood behind her, looking at her in the mirror, a little puzzled.

"Yes, don't the girls in romance dramas have to cut their hair after they break up? Wen Xiaoman looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction and smiled at him.

At this time, Wen Xiaoman's hair was curled up, revealing a pair of unusually clear eyes. Zhong Sheng was shaken by her smile, and he lost his mind slightly.

What did her original hair look like?

It seems to be black straight hair, which is gently tied up, and the ends of the hair fall on the back of the snow-white neck.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but since she liked it, he would follow her.

"I'll have to wait a little bit, and I'll be right away. Before Wen Xiaoman was urged by the barber to wash her hair, she said.

But when Wen Xiaoman reappeared in front of him, he was not surprised by it.

Well, the heart rate is getting faster, he thought for sure.

I saw her seaweed-like curls splashing ink behind her, revealing small ears and slightly pointed chins, she did not change her hair color, and it was rare that her black hair actually made her skin white.

"How is it?" Wen Xiaoman stood still in front of him and asked his opinion generously.

"Well, it's beautiful. Zhong Sheng replied with a smile, but in the corner where Wen Xiaoman was imperceptible, his fists were clenched tightly.

Men are born with a sense of territory, and when Zhong Sheng realized that Wen Xiaoman's beauty was beyond the scope of his cognition, he had a worry engraved in his genes - Xiaoman is so good, he will definitely be remembered by others!

It seems that his plan must be accelerated, and Zhong Sheng is annoyed that his rhythm has to be disrupted.

Hey, it would be nice if Wen Xiaoman hadn't changed his hairstyle, Zhong Sheng sighed silently in his heart.

No, you have to refrain from it, if it is known, Xiaoman will be angry.

As night fell, the two of them walked slowly on the way to the restaurant.

The greenery in Fengli Town is very good, and the street trees beside the road are lush and green, with a thin layer of moonlight peeking down from the branches.

"Are you free next week?" Wen Xiaoman suddenly opened his mouth and asked him softly.

"Huh?"

"I'm going to defend my graduation, can I invite you to sit in on it?" she paused, tilted her head slightly, and looked into his eyes.

"Of course I want to go. Zhong Sheng didn't think about it, and responded in one bite.

"Are you looking forward to it?" Wen Xiaoman smiled, with a hint of flirtatiousness at the end, and asked him a little provocatively.

"Yes, I'm most looking forward to seeing you being embarrassed by the professors, so don't be left speechless and ask me for help from the field. Zhong Sheng talked eloquently, but there was a subtle doting in his eyes.

"Hey, look down on me!" Wen Xiaoman was provoked by him, and turned around unconvinced, at this moment-

"Hey, be careful. Zhong Sheng grabbed her hand violently and led her to this side.

At the same time, a motorcycle suddenly rushed out of the fork in the road, the speed was extremely fast, the high beams were dazzling, and the motorcycle jumped out close to her side, if Zhong Sheng had not pulled her, the consequences were unimaginable.

"How's it going, is there anything wrong?" Zhong Sheng asked with concern on the side.

Wen Xiaoman shouted that it was dangerous, and complained to Zhong Sheng about the importance of banning motorcycles to traffic safety, Zhong Sheng immediately agreed, and said that he would write a letter of suggestion to the mayor's mailbox tomorrow.

But what Wen Xiaoman didn't notice was that Zhong Sheng naturally took her hand and never put it down.

And at this moment, if there is a CT detector, it can be seen that in a certain part of Zhong Sheng's brain, a fierce battle between heaven and man is going on.

Do you want to let go, just keep holding the girl's hand, and some of them don't seem gentlemanly.

But if you let it go, it's a little ...... I don't want to.

"Alas," Zhong Sheng thought distressedly, "life is really difficult. ”

Yida is a university located in the southwest, and the education funds have always been abundant, so the campus is also beautifully built, with a long history, and some buildings still bear traces of the Republic of China period.

Wen Xiaoman had already asked for leave from the R&D center two weeks ago, and went back to school to prepare for the graduation defense, Zhong Sheng didn't bother her too much, but it can be seen from the dynamics of the circle of friends that she is really busy.

If the rain in June is for parting, then the wind in May should bring some hurry, everything grows in a hurry, desperately absorbing sunlight and nutrients, and accumulating more capital for the autumn harvest and winter storage.

But Zhong Sheng is not, he will always be the most comfortable one in school, and there is no special reason, but as long as he returns to the campus, the rigor of his daily work will be relaxed little by little, and he will return to the student era when he could yawn at any time.

He leisurely strolled through the shade of the campus, took a rare day off, and was not in a hurry, so he walked slowly without a purpose, and after visiting the entire campus, he finally found the brewing college.

Coincidentally, when he walked to the classroom that Xiaoman told him, Wen Xiaoman was standing on the podium to explain her thesis.

Zhong Sheng stood in the corridor, staring at her through the glass window of the classroom, heh, she was really right by her, and the way she looked when she answered was really dazzling with confidence.

He didn't go into the classroom, like a late student, leaning lazily against the railing of the hallway, letting the passing wind blow his hair, and occasionally a half-sentence that crept into his ears with the wind.

Tsk, I don't understand.

Although he learned mathematics, physics and chemistry well in high school, he was a thorough liberal arts student in his bones, and Xiaoman's papers were full of various formulas and reactions, which he had never heard of or seen, hey, how could he like a science student.

Zhong Sheng's blood flows with romantic and rich blood, he was originally a warm and stubborn boy, when he was young, he was often hot-blooded and disobedient to discipline, and now he has patience and carefulness that has been completely ground out by archaeological work bit by bit. Although puberty came too late, he always thought that he would still like liberal arts students, isn't the girl in the Chinese department very good, he can whisper in her ear about the discovery of oracle bones, or study art, he is also good at drawing, and he is like-minded.