Chapter 118: The Different Real Jiang Yueze

My smile deepened, and it was beautiful to see that the DNA crystals changed from colorful pencil shavings to sky blue, dotted with pink pencil shavings.

I couldn't help but hold his hand tighter, as if that would pass on the surprise I had in my heart to him.

He didn't speak, and the strength of his hand did not decrease, as if to tell me silently, that he was as excited as I was, but he did not dare to speak easily, for fear that his voice would startle the crystal, affect its speed of change, and break the rare beauty at this time.

I looked at the blue and pink pencil shavings, and I couldn't look away for a long, long time. It wasn't until I realized that it really wasn't going to change anytime soon, that I slowly looked away.

The emotion in my heart has long been flooded, my eyes only feel sour, and I don't dare to turn my head to look at Jiang Yueze, afraid that I will cry so much, I have no image.

I unconsciously rubbed Jiang Yueze's thumb, and it took a long time to ask the question I was wondering about: "Jiang Yueze, you really like your major, right?" ”

Jiang Yueze didn't answer immediately, and the posture of holding my hand changed to the shape of a palm wrapped around my hand, which made me feel a sense of security and trust that I was cared for and protected. His soothing, hot breath sprayed in my ear, disrupting my steady heartbeat.

Warmth slowly surrounded him from behind, and his voice came from his ears, a little hoarse, but with indescribable tenderness and sweetness: "It's not like, it's love." ”

When I listened, I only felt moved in my heart, and I didn't know what to say, so I could only listen to him continue.

"When everyone comes into the world, they will always go through a variety of different life processes, and the process is always similar, but there are no similarities, so that every life becomes fresh and meaningful."

"That's the beauty of life itself. Mysterious enough, colorful enough, and intriguing enough to create. Biology is my window into dialogue with the world and life. ”

"I love this subject and I am willing to give everything to it."

"This is also the meaning of studying life sciences, and it is also the original intention pursued by us researchers."

Every word came out of his thin lips, and I listened to it in my ears, as if I was sitting by the window in a snowy December, sipping a cup of steaming Blue Mountain coffee alone, the curling aroma of coffee filled, and the warm liquid thoughtfully rolled from the mouth into my throat, and the whole person warmed up.

I suddenly had a very strong thought in my heart, and now this Jiang Yueze, who talks eloquently about his favorite major, his voice is as low and magnetic as usual, but with unconscious joy and excitement, and patiently and gently explains the meaning of his learning to others, is the real, exuding charming Jiang Yueze.

A Jiang Yueze who makes people fall for his true soul and true self.

I was soft-hearted, I just felt that I had a much deeper understanding of Jiang Yueze, moved, happy, happy and other emotions mixed together, and I couldn't speak at all.

However, Jiang Yueze didn't care much, and talked about another unrelated topic as if nothing had happened: "Are you happy now?" ”

The voice is deliberately soft, clear and soothing, with a sense of seduction.

I looked up from the microscope and turned to meet his bright and gentle eyes, and smiled: "Well, I'm very happy." ”

He blinked, and his voice came slowly: "It could be a little happier." ”

I followed his example and blinked: "What? ”

He slowly let go of my hand, changed to another, still in a ten-finger clasped position, and led me to a device

Jiang Yueze clicked one of the buttons, and the photos of the DNA crystals just now were all printed, still in high definition.

He handed me the photos of the three main forms of DNA crystals I had just mentioned, and said softly, "I'll give it to you." ”

I looked at the unexpected surprise in his hand, and the words of surprise were not good: "Give it to me?" So, yes, won't, won't you be scolded? ”

He smiled at me in a good mood, his smile was clear and warm, and he shook my hand affectionately: "No." It can also be washed again. ”

I watched his good-looking fingers clenching the thin piece of paper, slowly taking it, and holding it in his arms with great cherishment, feeling so unreal.

My voice seemed to float in mid-air, and I couldn't even hear it: "Thank you, I feel really happy and satisfied now." ”

He bent his eyebrows, and the light reflected off the protective goggles I was wearing, making his eyes even more sparkling, and I couldn't take my eyes off it.

"It's good to be happy."

My heart moved, and I invited even more greedily: "Can I occupy you for another hour and accompany me to dinner?" ”

He looked at me, took a small step forward, and gently removed the protective goggles from my eyes, and the moment the four eyes met, his throat moved slightly: "Okay." ”

I couldn't hold back any longer, and the smile poured out of my eyes in desperation.

As soon as Senior Yu Wanzhou and Chen Zheng came back, we went to the noodle restaurant next to the three canteens.

I don't know what kind of psychology I have, but when I saw that there were beef tendon noodles on the menu that Jiang Yueze didn't like to eat, I was crazy about asking him to eat beef tendon noodles.

The appearance of heaven and man fighting in his heart fell in the eyes of Jiang Yueze and the waiter, and he was in a daze. At the urging of the waiter, the words "a bowl of beef tendon noodles, no kelp, and a bowl of pumpkin gold noodles" blurted out without thinking.

It's over, I sighed in my heart, I still can't change the bad nature of bullying honest people.

Jiang Yueze didn't say that he didn't like to eat kelp, it was you who didn't eat kelp, what is the matter if you order according to your taste.

Really printed that sentence: The country is easy to change, but the dog eats and it is difficult to change.

Jiang Yueze didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but added: "I want another tonkotsu soup." ”

The waiter nodded and turned to leave, leaving only me who didn't dare to look at Jiang Yueze's eyes and Jiang Yueze, who was seriously dismantling the dishes and chopsticks and burning the dishes and chopsticks.

"I'm sorry," I still couldn't hold back, and said with some guilt and self-reproach: "I deliberately gave you some beef tendon noodles, you can say me." ”

He handed over the scalded dishes and chopsticks, poured me another cup of tartary buckwheat tea and pushed it over, and said softly: "I'm not a picky eater." ”

I picked up the tartary buckwheat tea and took a sip, didn't speak, just quietly watched him pour the tea.

He does these things comfortably, indifferently and attractively, and has his own cold temperament in it, which is very good-looking and eye-catching.

His lips opened slightly, and what he said was obviously very ordinary, and the temperature was not high, but it made the obedient me feel hot in my ears: "In the future, if you don't like it, you can let me solve it." ”

I held the cup tightly and looked at him motionlessly.

He slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were lazy and careless, but it made people's hearts sway, and they couldn't move their eyes.

Being stared at by his eyes, I felt that my heart was about to float, my own thoughts, my tongue were not my own, and I didn't listen to my own call.

It took me a long time to find my voice: "Still no." ”

He looked at me steadfastly

His eyes were firm and gentle, and his voice was smooth and powerful: "It's okay. That's good, I like it. ”

What do you like, I thought to myself, this is obviously too much.

If I let the girls in the school know, I'd be drowned in spittle, right?

And it's so intimate, like, it's like that intimacy between couples.

It suddenly dawned on me why I was behaving so unusually.

I am testing my importance in Jiang Yueze's heart step by step in this kind of cheating and vexatious way, so as to obtain a definite, accurate, and reassuring sense of security.

From the moment I knew that my grandmother's death was approaching, I felt that the emptiness, pain, panic, and irritability caused by the missing part of the relationship were all coming over me, leaving me breathless.

I was anxious to get rid of this unsteady, unhappy, and overwhelmed illusion that I would lose a sense of panic and loss, and the first thing I thought of was the person I was deeply in love with and longed for comfort and encouragement, and he was Jiang Yueze.

In front of him, the suppressed emotions couldn't help but leak out, taking up his time, deliberately ordering things he didn't like to eat, and testing his tolerance, indulgence, and importance to me in these ways, converting them into the hierarchy of feelings, so as to make up for the most untouchable scar in my heart.

This emotion can be called possessiveness, it can be called dependence, or it can be called proving that you are cared for.

After sorting out my careful thoughts, I couldn't help but laugh dumbly, it turned out that I, like those little girls, was also a layman who was scheming in love.

I didn't know what to say for a while, but the waiter brought me the noodles and soup so I didn't have to rack my brains to phrase them.

"Beef tendon noodles, tonkotsu soup, pumpkin golden noodles, please use slowly."

I took my chopsticks apart and whispered thanks, "Thank you." ”

Jiang Yueze also thanked in a low voice: "Thank you." ”

Jiang Yueze has an excellent upbringing, he never makes a sound when he eats, and even if he eats noodles, he is quiet. And I don't like to eat with a sound, and I pay extra attention in front of him, so naturally there is no sound.

It's just that I looked at Jiang Yueze's bowl and felt very surprised: he has always eaten lightly, why did he get so many chili peppers, coriander and vinegar this time?

Shouldn't this be my general operation?

I couldn't help but ask, "Can you eat so many chili peppers and vinegar?" I remember you didn't eat coriander. ”

He glanced up at me and smiled lightly.

"Every time I see you eat like this, I always want to give it a try."

"Every time?" I was surprised: "Have you ever seen me eat like this?" More than once? ”

The corners of his lips curled, and the whole person was still indifferent and clear, but his face was gentle, and the light blurred a large piece of warmth: "Hmm." ”

He didn't explain much, so he lowered his head and took a bite, chewed it slowly, and said to me, "It's delicious." ”

I looked at him motionless, forgetting to blink my eyes, and forgetting to ask him when and where he had seen me eat beef tendon noodles.

What's important, though? I watched him eat noodles with his head down, slow and methodical, elegant and extravagant, in the noisy ground hall, the light became a filter for his natural scenery, passing those too cold, out of place temperament, adding a charming, warm fireworks to him.

I couldn't help but laugh again, and lowered my head to take a bite of the golden silk noodles.

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