Chu Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, and Mu Chun couldn't find any concealment and trepidation from the professor's face.

All the expressions that Mu Chun had expected before did not appear on the professor's face, and even the subtle movements of his body were telling Mu Chun that the professor was not lying.

Chu Xiaofeng shook his head, smiled and pointed to the shrimp in the pool, and then to the mustard oil on the table.

"Teacher wants to eat tempura shrimp?"

Mu Chun guessed what Chu Xiaofeng meant.

Everything can be tempura, not to mention that the professor likes it, Mu Xiao also likes to eat tempura shrimp.

It seems that he won't be able to ask anything useful for a while, if the teacher doesn't want to say it, Mu Chun can't embarrass him, maybe he doesn't know anything.

But Mu Chun was unwilling, this problem not only bothered him, but also seemed to affect his current life and work.

Especially after the Liu Mei incident, he felt more and more that his every move was staring at a pair of eyes not far away.

These eyes smuggled in the night, and in the daytime, they passed by him like strangers in a hurry, and even passed by.

In this way, the eyes are everywhere.

Is the professor deliberately hiding it or is it really not clear?

It's impossible to say that it's not very clear, how can a professor not be impressed with his students? What's more, the relationship between Mu Chun and the professor is also as close as father and son, he was seriously ill and unconscious before, how could the professor not know what happened to him during that time.

As for why Mu Chun was sick, the professor must have communicated with the treating doctor at the time, and it is impossible to know nothing about his condition.

As for the part of my memory that I lost...... What exactly.

Originally, Mu Chun didn't care much about it, people's memories are not like albums, they can accurately record what content has been saved and which part is missing at a glance.

It is difficult for a person to tell what he remembers, and although the metaphor of memory is commonly used, it is not accurate, and even makes a serious analogy error, which goes against the fundamental principle of memory.

When life is not affected, it is difficult to remember some of the missing memories, and when you think of them, it means that some of them have been remembered.

Lost memories will not be remembered.

When you think about it, it's no longer a lost memory. It just changes shape, like Kafka's Metamorphosis.

Chu Xiaofeng left the kitchen, and Zhang Wenwen urged outside, "I'm so hungry, when can I eat." What about seafood tofu? ”

"There is no seafood tofu, and the professor loves tempura shrimp and fried it."

Zhang Wenwen puffed out his mouth, a little unhappy, "Okay, I also like tempura shrimp, but I haven't eaten seafood tofu, I especially want to eat it, otherwise, we will come to the professor's house next weekend, and call Senior Sister Muxiao next time." ”

"Where did you meet Xiaoxiao before you returned home?" Mu Chun pretended to ask casually.

Zhang Wenwen blinked his eyes and looked up at the chandelier on the roof, "It seems to be in North America, and I seem to be in Canada at that time." ”

"When was that?" Mu Chun asked a little tightly, and Zhang Wenwen suddenly smiled evilly: "What information does Mu Chun want to get from me?" Tell me quickly, are you sorry for Sister Xiao, so you let her go to another country. ”

What the hell, how did this guy have a brain? Is it time to put yourself in the instrument and check it to see if there is any abnormality in the structure of the brain?

The professor was enjoying himself, playing a classic dance song "Habanera", and he was in a cheerful mood, not at all like a person who had undergone major surgery not long ago.

"Mu Chun, why are you suddenly interested in my business?"

"Whoever is interested in your business, don't be sentimental, okay?"

The professor listened to the two chatting, and the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a cheerful smile.

What are you laughing at, I suspect my life is in danger, you still don't...... A mentor?

Sure enough, it's the best friend Zhang Wenwen?

"Teacher, why did Xiaoxiao go to study abroad in the first place? Do you know if there is a reason other than the reason for their business? ”

Zhang Wenwen felt that Mu Chun was a little special today, not like his usual appearance, thinking that he was worried about the professor's body again, thinking about not letting his emotions affect the professor, "Teacher, I think Chun'er is wrong today, otherwise I would call Senior Sister Xiao, he deliberately said that he came to eat here today but didn't call Senior Sister, I think this guy must have some secret in his heart." ”

Peeling oranges and eating freshly made tempura shrimp, the whole house heard Zhang Wenwen chirping alone, as if he was talking about stand-up comedy, and everyone was cheering for him.

Professor Chu saw that the shrimp was brought up, and he stopped playing the piano, so he gave a thumbs up again and again, praising Mu Chun's amazing skills.

Seeing that it was impossible to ask something about the situation today, Mu Chun could only put this matter aside for the time being, and instead chatted with the professor about the course in the second half of the year.

"Isn't it the last day to sign up for graduate programs?"

Zhang Wenwen helped bring the soup to the table, as well as the freshly fried vegetables.

"Yes, the medical school curriculum is not very stressful, the difficult part is the curriculum on the judicial system, the domestic forensic psychiatry has just started, many things are not perfect, do you know who else has specialized in this field before? Or have you studied abroad? I'd like to ask for advice. ”

"I seem to have heard Sister Xiao say that she has a classmate who studied forensic psychiatry in Europe."

Zhang Wenwen didn't think much about it, but he heard Mu Xiao mention it when he was studying abroad, as for what occasion he talked about it, Zhang Wenwen couldn't think of it for a while, facing Mu Chun's bright eyes like a torch, Zhang Wenwen only felt that Mu Chun was jealous? put down the chopsticks, smiled evilly, and reached out to put Mu Chun's forehead.

"Hot, really hot, calm, calm, calm, I remember it was a girl, I didn't say it was a boy."

"Who's that girl?"

Mu Chun asked, Zhang Wenwen shook his head, "I can't remember, because Senior Sister Xiao just mentioned it at that time." ”

"Mentioned?"

Faced with Mu Chun's questioning, Zhang Wenwen begged Professor Yu Chu for help, but the professor only cared about eating, and half of the vegetables and soup were eaten by him alone.

After a moment of silence, Mu Chun suddenly spoke, "Is it called Ah Dong?" ”

"Yes, that's the name."

Zhang Wenwen was overjoyed, now Mu Chun can always let me eat well.

The corners of the professor's eyes tightened, and soon he slowly picked up the soup bowl and drank it, Mu Chun completely noticed the professor's strange expression.

The professor knows Ah Dong for sure, and Ah Dong is his student.

What is it that makes the professor so nervous?

"Teacher, I seem to have heard Xiaoxiao talk about it, and she said that Ah Dong is dead."

cough cough cough ......

"Professor......" Zhang Wenwen immediately walked up to the professor and patted his back to help, "Mu Chun, you can ask after eating, the professor can't cough violently, so as not to increase the pressure on his brain." ”