The table in this room was bigger than any of the houses they had eaten before, and fourteen people were in a circle, separated by a half-seat between them.

Maybe it's because of the urging effect, or is it just a group of them in this place at this time, Zhu Jia habitually looked at fifty words, and there were already seven or eight dishes on the table, and the closest to him was a plate of stuffed tofu, which was placed in a black disk like a yellow stewed chicken, and a layer of condensation was condensed under the soup base. Strong. Dense. The thin. Thin. Dark. Red soup base.

Put two pieces in the middle. Tender. Beans. rot, and the surrounding eight pieces are radially swinging.

Fry. The white and yellow beans. Rot. Sprinkle a deep layer on top. Yellow. Colored. Sauce. material, and then dotted above. Cut. Thin. Flakes of fresh red peppers and shallots.

"Teacher Zhao, we're running out of time, let's hurry up and eat." Zhu Jia looked at Teacher Zhao, who was chatting with other students, and said loudly.

"Why do you talk like that, this student?" Teacher Wang said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhu Jiacai realized that it was not good to say this, but the words had already been spoken, and he couldn't change anything, as a senior brother who had graduated from the students.

Without the suppression of his Ph.D. brothers and sisters, he became fearless, and he found that he had made many interpersonal relationships stiff when he had graduated from several school stages.

It's like how good and low-key a student used to be, suddenly like a stranger, showing a personality and behavior that he has never had before, so that everyone is not used to not only not accepting him, but also resisting him.

Zhang Yue felt the most deeply, since the night before yesterday, she re-acquainted with this young man, she used to forget the existence of time when chatting with him, and now she doesn't want to talk to him.

She didn't want to change her opinion of a failed classmate in such a deep way, but yesterday she was strolling through the streets of Jingshan in the rain one day, and she herself had been consciously or unconsciously avoiding his team.

At noon yesterday, he sat next to her, and she never glanced at him sitting next to the big tree on the left, but chatted with Li Xing on the right. Hot.

At that moment, she seemed to feel the young man sitting on her left looking at her frequently, that lonely and helpless look.

Having breakfast on Rain Street this morning, in the closed and stuffy first-floor restaurant, a group of people divided into two small tables, and she found that Zhu Jia, who was also sitting opposite her, seemed to be. Report. Complex. Sex never looked at himself on the other side, and sometimes when he said a few words, he also lowered his head very much.

She also thought that 'revenge' was just her own side of the story, and it might be more appropriate to use 'stubbornness', how could a man as smart as him not find out that he was avoiding him.

Many of the students around him only posted about the graduation of the Chinese core, he sent four SCI articles as the first author, and at noon a month and a half ago, the other students all went to lunch in pairs, whether it was eating or playing, he always liked to be alone, he hunched over and looked at the whole grade graduation that was being dealt with by the counselor, and he told himself that he had just received the 'classmates, I'm sorry to tell you' email.

His eyes were filled with despair.

"In the past, I was basically the first to go to the office to do research in order to study for a PhD." He didn't say anything, but stayed in his seat, she didn't know how he got out of his seat that day, the young man who had been in the office until the end of the day, and then only occasionally appeared there when he was forced to deal with various graduation papers during the day, and at the shortest time, she found that he couldn't face the classmates he had been with for several years.

Now, at the end of this journey, will this ignorance of mutual knowledge become a mustard that haunts the hearts of two people for a lifetime, and in the future, they will be separated from each other, and they will no longer be in the same office for several days a week, becoming permanent strangers.

Zhang Yue thought of this, and suddenly felt a little sad, she had been admitted to Shanghai from far away Shanxi, she remembered that she once told Zhu Jia: Our people generally don't come here, most of them will choose Beijing, so it is really a fate to be a classmate.

"Li Xing, I remember when you came, you said that you were going to Beijing for a meeting after the end, right, what time did you go to Beijing on the plane?" Mr. Wang took a piece of dry from a white dish that rose and fell like a wave. Stir. "It's like a loach, it doesn't taste too good." ”

"It's not delicious to burn here, so it should be braised with chili peppers, that kind. Mouth. Feel. Much better this too. Hard. Finish. Teacher Chu on the side also sandwiched a piece, but after eating a small bite, he put it in the corner of the plate.

At this time, there was a gap, and Li Xing, who was sitting on the left side across Dongdong, Ke Xuebing, Yan Ruo, and Zhu Jia, said: "Teacher, I will fly to Pudong with you first, and then wait for the plane at half past six in the evening." ”

"That's okay, I thought you were left here alone waiting for the plane, and then we were all gone, how lonely you were." Teacher Wang Xiang said with a smile.

"He won't be lonely, he can play anywhere." Sun Tian said immediately.

Li Xing turned to her, still saying in a light tone: "When the time comes, Senior Brother Chen will meet me at the airport, and the two of them will go." He said it in a loud voice that was not as loud as when he first returned to the teacher.

Zhang Yue's plate. Tender. Beans. Before she finished eating, she saw the small fried yellow beef in the white delicate plate turned to her, she hurriedly sandwiched a few pieces, and there was still a residue in her mouth. Chew. Arrive. Beans. Rot. The kind on fresh red peppers. Rest. This. Bottom. . Feel. Awake, again. Enter. Mouth. A piece of stir-fried beef that has been completely soaked in spicy flavor.

Her whole person was a little intoxicated with that, a bit like the purest taste of this dish in her hometown when she was a child, it was so beautiful that she was in the Hakka where Qi Kun had just come up. Earth. Chicken. When she slowly rotated in the direction of Teacher Zhao, she hurriedly opened the distance of her chopsticks and sandwiched a few pieces intertwined with garlic sprouts and red peppers. Cattle. The meat went to the small white bowl in front of it, and half of it was still left. Tender. Beans. Rot.

Suddenly I felt a lot more in my heart. Mouth. Blessing can be enjoyed, so sink your head and dedicate yourself. Sink. Buff. In the enjoyment of the food, she was still thinking about a piece of chili snail meat next to Zhu Jia after eating, and she heard Teacher Chu say the name of the dish, and she still hasn't seen it, but just thinking about it, it should be delicious.