Work was busy, and the week passed quickly.

Tang Zhihuan was eating in the cafeteria and received a WeChat message from Tang's mother.

"The day after tomorrow and the weekend, remember to come early, otherwise my mother will be angry!"

Tang Zhihuan twisted his eyebrows, put his phone on the dining table, and continued to eat the rice on the plate.

"Xiaomi, you actually caught up with your male god, it's not easy!"

At the next table sat the three few female researchers in the laboratory, Tang Zhihuan glanced in their direction and saw that all three of them were looking at their mobile phones, talking and laughing.

"Or did he confess to me, isn't it handsome?"

"It's not easy, we can still find a boyfriend in our business, hey, when will my true destiny confess to me!" Xu Qi let out a long sigh.

The three of you say a word to me, Tang Zhihuan can hear it.

After eating, he walked away with a plate.

Xiaomi pushed Xu Qi, who was sighing just now, and said with a smile: "Dean Tang is gone, why are you still blushing?" ”

Xu Qi glanced to the left, and sure enough, the seat was empty, and his heart was a little empty.

"Dean Tang is so cold, I don't dare to talk to him."

"Well, Dean Tang is cold to everyone, it's really not easy to communicate, it's better for my boyfriend, gentle and careful." Xiaomi hugged the phone, her eyes smiling.

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Tang Zhihuan returned to the lounge and clicked on the circle of friends.

The latest news was sent by the same Xiaomi just now.

"Impartiality, just met you."

The accompanying picture is a photo of Xiaomi and her boyfriend hugging.

He drank water from a glass of water while scrolling down the news, and almost choked on the water when he saw Xu Qi's comment.

Xu Qi: "When the dog died, no couple was innocent. ”

There was still more than half an hour before going to work in the afternoon, Tang Zhihuan put down the water cup, pulled a tissue to wipe the water stains at the corner of his mouth, continued to look through the dynamics of the circle of friends, and brushed Song Xixi's one.

The picture shows her surrounded by many children, her hair tied into a high ball, her face is small, and she smiles like a little sun.

Tang Zhihuan saw her smiling face, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook, and his mood relaxed a lot.

Her copy is a sentence: "I've hugged so many cuties, I really want to hug that cutie, and the cutie hasn't contacted me for days." ”

He clicked the thumbs up, and within half a minute, a dynamic correlation appeared at the top of the screen.

Song Xixi: "The way you like it, it looks like my cuteness~"

When the man saw the reply, he suddenly frowned.

Song Hee-hee's cuteness, is it her boyfriend?

He clicked into her circle of friends, flipped through it for ten minutes, and didn't see any photos of any man she posted.

Song Xixi shouldn't be in love.

So who is her big cutie?

After hesitating for a while, Tang Zhihuan replied to Song Xixi: "What do you look like when you are cute?" ”

Song Xixi: "You look like this." ”

It's about to go to work, and the door of the laboratory needs Tang Zhihuan's fingerprints to open.

Meng Shi knocked on the door of the lounge and poked out a head: "Dean Tang, it's time to clock in at work." ”

The man glanced at him, put down his phone, pushed the edge of the frame with his finger bones, and got up and walked over to Meng Shi.

Meng Shi looked at him and said, "Dean Tang, I found that you are a little different today. ”

"Huh?"

"With a smile on the corner of your mouth and a glow in your eyes, is there good news?"

"What's the good news?"

Meng Shi touched his earlobe in embarrassment, Dean Tang's cold appearance now was obviously different from when he looked at his phone just now, he swallowed his saliva: "Dean Tang, I was wrong, you are actually no different from usual." ”

Tang Zhihuan swept past him and clocked in into the laboratory.

There was a small progress in the experiment this week, and all the staff in the laboratory worked overtime on Saturday.

Tang Zhihuan drove back to the apartment, and it was ten o'clock on Saturday night.

I took a quick shower, and my hair didn't dry and I fell asleep on the bed.