The reason why people feel hurt is that they care too much about others, second, they don't care about you, and the saddest thing is that they care about someone who doesn't care about you at all.

Even if this care is just in its infancy, it is already unsettling.

Ever since I learned that yesterday's iftar had been specially prepared by Moses, my heart was filled with a strong hope, but in an instant, it turned into a melancholy disappointment.

I don't know why Ayubid looked satisfied and excited when he saw Moses snubbing me, and he couldn't think too much about it. At this moment, I saw only Mussa's dodging eyes, like a needle, subtle but tingling.

After calming down, I calmed down and had a businesslike attitude, and my voice became cold: "This time, the deadline for the group report is approaching, but our group has not yet achieved any results. It's hard work for both of you to fast, but you have to do something, right? You have to find the materials for me by tomorrow, and I'll do the rest of the papers and reports. When we report the next time, we will switch tasks between them. ”

In this arrangement, although we are in the same group, we have very little 'intersection'.

I'll admit that I'm a bit angry.

"Isn't there a need to discuss?" Ayub said confusedly.

"No, you don't. My tone was decisive, but it also happened to be Ayub's intention. Even if it was discussed, neither of them cooperated. It's Ramadan, and they don't eat during the day, and there are countless reasons to excuse it.

Hearing my words, Ayub smiled embarrassedly and agreed. And Moussa, on the other hand, remained silent.

I remembered the frown he had furrowed so many times last night, like a knot of disgust. In that case, why do you need to come to me?

Actually, he didn't want to see me. I thought sourly.

At that moment, Ayub's and I's phones rang at the same time.

Ayub's mobile phone was already in his hand, and after glancing at it, he looked at me: "You received it too?"

I pulled out my phone and found that it was a text message from Professor Emmedin: "Come to my office after class." ”

A word that Yun Yushu mentioned last night suddenly came to mind—desert mapping.

It turns out that I guessed correctly, and the gossip provided by Senior Yun Yushu is very reliable. After class, Ayub and I went to Professor Ayuddin's office, where Singh, an Indian student, was already waiting.

"All three of you have master's degrees, so you should practice it more yourself. Now I have a chance to go to the desert to map here, and you can take this opportunity to practice. Professor Emmerdin said.

Before he could elaborate, Singh had already stood up: "Professor, I'll go." ”

This is not surprising, Singh's family background is not good, and following the mentor to do projects can have an extra income. In addition, he is indeed very passionate about academic practice.

Indian students and Chinese students are notoriously strivative among international students.

The corners of Ayub's lips twitched, and he was as lazy as ever, and found a reason to excuse himself: "Professor, I need to conserve my strength during Ramadan, and I can't go." ”

"Go to the desert after Ramadan. ”

Ayub was unaffected, scratched his head and said, "That can't be helped, not long after Eid al-Fitr, my sister will get married." As if he was afraid that Canadians would not know about local weddings, he added, "In our UAE, weddings are the most important event of a lifetime, and the smallest has to be 600 people." The wedding was held for three days, my sister got married, and I had to get busy. ”

What Ayub didn't say was that he was not short of money, and there was no need to earn the income from his mentor.

Professor Emmedin made a look of surprise and turned his gaze back to me.

I'm only concerned about one question now: "Professor, I went to the desert, do you still have classes at school?"

"I just went for a few days, and I didn't delay anything, which was much more useful than going to class. Probably smelling the meaning of rejection from my words, he gave himself another step, "It's 'very' hard for 'girl' children to go to the desert, you think about it." ”

"I've thought about it. As soon as he finished speaking, I couldn't wait to answer, "Professor, I want to participate, I really want to." ”

If you don't go to class, you can't see Mouses. While the love is still shallow, out of sight is pure. Hiding in the barren days of the desert, let me silently, quietly, and ruthlessly, strangle all these entangled feelings in the cradle.