The charm of love lies in the fact that no matter how you study it and how you strive for it, you can inadvertently look back at that person in the dim light.

It seems that on the day you were born, there was a person who was born with you in order to be with you.

After thousands of mountains and rivers, they met and fell in love in one place.

Love seems to be a discipline beyond science, it has no logic, and it seems that there is only something called fate that constantly governs it.

If the enzyme is the catalyst for a chemical reaction.

That fate is the catalyst for love.

And for some people, when they come together, they seem to have a wonderful feeling, and everything will seem to go naturally.

Bai Ye didn't think about love, he didn't know love, he didn't seem to have too many expectations for love, let it be natural Maybe his only feeling for love is.

However, God treats me very well, and gave me such a beautiful and lovely woman, how can he be virtuous.

Bai Ye looked at the simple, generous, beautiful and lovely girl in front of him, and stared at her eyes quietly:

"I never knew what love was like, and it wasn't until I met you that I understood that love is what it is. ”

"I'm sorry, I haven't played the role of a good boyfriend all along, but from today on, I hope I can play a good husband, your husband, Ziyan, I love you, give you to me, okay?

"I've always dreamed that I could step on the colorful auspicious clouds to come to you, protect you, and tell you that I love you, but ...... I haven't researched the colorful auspicious clouds yet, but I still love you, and I still want to marry you. ”

Li Ziyan just smiled and cried and looked at Bai Ye, she was a girl after all, her face was very thin, the spotlight hit her face, and the rose petals reflected this face.

Softly said, "I made you soup." ”

"I'll make you soup for the rest of your life. ”

This sentence made Bai Ye suddenly sour, tears crackled and rushed out of his eyes, and this man who was showing off his might outside was crying.

The woman promised to make soup for him for the rest of his life.

The Bai Ye Research Institute was not on holiday, and a group of scientific research dogs were lying on the window watching this scene.

Whisper.

A researcher at the Institute of Oncology: "Is this love?"

The colleague on the side nodded, and he moved the tip of the pen to the net: "No, this is a waste, you know what? ”

After hearing this, the man suddenly sighed: "Women are really a ladder that hinders the progress of human science...... , Mr. Bai can at least apply for a patent just now. ”

The colleague nodded tiredly: "That's it, I think Alice in the biochemistry laboratory is good, believe me, this is love, the sparks that burst out of your experiments together are absolutely incomparable, and it will save too much time, and even the proposal doesn't need a diamond ring, just some chemical reagents, ah! Beautiful love, I'm looking forward to it." ”

The man nodded thoughtfully: "But why do I have a sour nose and a feeling of envy and jealousy?"

The colleague shook his head......

On the other side, in the orthopedic research institute, the same researchers sat there, thoughtful: "He wants to make soup for him for the rest of his life, is this love? It's terrible! I don't want to drink soup!"

The other person also nodded, and said approvingly: "Mr. Bai may like to drink soup, some time ago at a meeting, Mr. Bai said that he has a bad stomach and needs to eat soft rice......"

"Okay, Mr. Bai is amazing!"

Maybe such a scene can attract countless eyes and tears in any place, but here, in the face of a group of materialistic data-oriented scientific research dogs, there is no romance at all.

Even in another corner of the laboratory building, several women's research institutes watched the fireworks excitedly, constantly holding pens and paper to calculate chemical equations, and they felt that they found that these chemical fireworks were more valuable for research than reading confessions.

"The white light just now, see it, I bet it's the oxidation reaction of aluminum, and the purple light emitted at that moment, I think it's more like ......"

On the side of the materials laboratory, South Africa Creek yawned, watched the snowflakes fall to the ground, stretched out his hand to hold a snowball, and said to the secretary beside him: "Calculate the shape of this snow, it seems to be a little different from snowflakes, and see if you can get a different snowflake by changing its molecular shape." ”

The secretary nodded, constantly thinking and taking notes.

……

Anyway......

There are a lot of people watching the excitement, and the hot spots that everyone pays attention to are different, but there seem to be only a few lighting artists who pay attention to Bai Ye and Li Ziyan.

Several of the gaffers are not talking about love, either.

"Damn, did you see that diamond ring?

"Well, look at that diamond ring, it's big and round...... It's like a ......"

……

Bai Ye's feelings were only touched by Bai Ye and Ziyan.

The authorities are obsessed with it.

……………………

……………………

On the other side of the ocean, there is a landmark building in the city of Boston, called Bai Ye Institute of Microbiology, which occupies 312 acres of land, in the suburbs of Boston, the scale is very large, but the most important thing is not the scale, but the talent density here and the current inclination.

It has now been positioned by the Boston government as a high-tech research development zone, and Harvard is now trying to cooperate with the institute.

So far, the institute has not cooperated with any company or unit, but it is constantly expanding.

It seems that there is no end to the money.

But when this research institute was renamed Bai Ye Research Institute, people suddenly woke up to the fact that they had to be short of money, because there was a super tyrant sponsoring it.

At this time, a blonde woman looked at the picture from the computer screen in a daze.

In the picture, it is the Bai Ye Research Institute at this time, watching the snowflakes falling all over the sky, looking at the golden boy and girl in the spotlight, and watching them confessing in the rose petals, romantic and happy.

Monica suddenly felt very uncomfortable inside, but she couldn't tell what kind of experience it was.

She felt that from her point of view, she should bless Bai Ye and sincerely wish her boss a home and home.

But she couldn't be happier.

There is an indescribable sourness in my heart, whether I am envious or jealous, I want to hate but I can't hate.

Looking at it, I don't know how long, Monica's arm suddenly got wet, and when she looked down, it was tears.

Is it your own?

Am I crying?

Am I sad?

Monica looked at herself in the mirror and said to herself, I am 33 years old this year.