"I'm glad Peng'er has a brother like you."

"You're not qualified to tell me this kind of heartfelt exclamation!" Fu Ziqi frowned, did this kid really think that he admitted that he was close to Peng?

There were a few warm wall lamps lit in the room, and Aiden sat quietly in a corner, occasionally hearing two meows from nocturnal felines; Once you've calmed down, discrete keyboard strokes become louder.

The light of the laptop screen shone on Aiden's face, and the pen in his left hand seemed to be writing some notes, and his gaze often slipped uncontrollably from the screen to Anya in the living room.

After dinner, Anya continued to return to his stacks of books scattered on the ground, and buried her head in hard work.

Just because she said that she can't eat people's soft mouths and short hands, he is alone abroad, and her neighbor has the obligation to be good neighbors, not to mention eating him a breakfast and a dinner. In order to guard her closely, Aiden gladly accepted her "good neighborliness" and added some more bad intentions:

Sort these books however you want, as long as I can find them; Also, please help me find the ones I have published in those journals.

This forced Peng'er to open them one by one and spend a lot of time looking for them; Once she feels tired, she easily falls asleep, so she naturally doesn't lie in bed and think about the problems she will face at work tomorrow.

Fu Ziqi thinks that as long as it is within the safe range, try to let her deal with it...... It's a bit of a tough place for him to grasp, and it's time for him to think about it.

Peng'er, who lowered her head and immersed herself in her own small universe, didn't pay any attention to his gaze that was eager enough to burn her head, and focused on using her special skills to use her broken thoughts.

Uncle really has nothing to do and has to make inches!

She said she wanted to help him tidy up his bookcase in return, and this guy actually told her to find the journals he had published in by the way? How did you find it? She hadn't read those articles, and even if she could find them from his name pinyin, she would have to turn page by page...... Is there something wrong with the uncle?.

Even if she's idle, it's not like that, is it? It's a big deal, she can cook a meal to pay him back!

Who the hell suggested organizing the bookcase?

Belch...... Like herself?

Anya puffed out her cheeks and bit her lower lip with her front teeth, as if she was a little squirrel for winter reserves, which made people want to be pampered in her arms.

She took a few books that looked like periodicals, sat on the fourth staircase that her feet couldn't touch the ground, and shook her delicate little feet slightly, flipping through the boring books at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.

So far, I haven't found half of Uncle Aiden's masterpiece...... Is this guy fooling her? Let's just say that this guy's medical skills are not good, and he doesn't even have a few papers.

"I found it! There's a picture of you on it!" After dozens of minutes of silence, Anya cheered happily as if she had received a treasure. "I didn't expect you to be so good-looking, you look so majestic and charming in a white robe! I suddenly feel like it's an honor to know you!"

After Anya folded the journal back, she admired it.

"I only read your name and photo, and then ...... Uncle Aiden, didn't you say you were a neurosurgeon?" Anya looked away from the journal and looked at the man who was typing on the keyboard at the other end.

"Huh?" What is the problem?

"Then why did you write an AIDS paper?"

"AIDS?" Aiden was fooled by her, and all the articles flashed through his mind.

"THIS, ANLS." Anya held the journal high and pointed it to him.

"Cutie, that refers to 'advanced neurolife-saving techniques', including basic life-saving, general and special nervous systems, epilepsy, cerebrovascular diseases, neurotrauma, infections, neuromuscular diseases, and brain death, among others."

The string that the uncle just said seems to be in Chinese, why can't she understand a word?

"Uncle, I think you are so far away from me......" Anya leaned back, lying directly on the stairs, holding an article with the words "nerve help" written in her hands, frowning.

How could she possibly read Italian, but she was still desperately trying to find a point in it that would connect the two of them.

Aiden heard

The gloom in her tone immediately put down the pen and paper and walked towards her, leaned on the fourth staircase and leaned over to look directly at her, declaring:

"Peng'er, you are in my heart, and I am by your side, and I am not far away from you; As long as you're willing to let me in, you don't feel like there's a distance between us." His fingers, stained with ballpoint pen ink, compared to her heart.

Anya covered her face so that only one pair of eyes was left to look at him.

At this time...... She hoped that the uncle would not be able to see her red cheeks and read her expression that was easy to betray herself.

The uncle showed his feelings to her again and again, how could she get the love of such a man? Is it the love of Uncle Aiden, who Anita can't ask for?

Even if she is not mentally ready to fall in love now, she must at least convey her thoughts to Aiden, the man who has left everything and followed her to the Han River.

She is not ready to fall in love and get rid of singleness; But this man accompanied her very gently, and he didn't force her to express her position when he confessed...... She, she had to at least convey her thoughts to him.

"Aiden, I've always thought that as long as two people are interesting to each other, it can't be easier to become a couple; So, I want to finish the other things I want to do before I talk about love."

"Peng'er, the two are not in conflict." He had heard of it, but he would never force her until Peng'er had not seriously mentioned it to him.

But she chose to talk to him about this topic tonight, and the title of him was removed from the joking "uncle", which means that she is seriously considering his intentions and wants to reciprocate.

"However, once a person falls into a relationship, the focus of his whole life is to meet the other party, and he focuses on the other party's consideration in everything, as if he has completely lost his self...... I don't want to be like that." Anya looked at his deep, emerald green eyes, which contained soul-piercing powers that she would fall into if she wasn't careful.

"When we first met, I said that I was a very busy person and even wanted to arrange a marriage." Aiden leaned over and pinned his hands to the sides of Peng'er's face. "My brother and sister once said that whoever marries me must owe me in my previous life, because I will not have extra time to spend with each other and live an ordinary married life. So, the problems that Peng'er is worried about will not happen to me, and you will have a lot of time to do your own thing, because I don't have time to interfere with you and limit you."

"So...... Isn't there no point in two people tying up together?"