I am studying and eating melons in Chronicle

"Then what?" Yunling asked.

"There is no more."

Although Ji Qingyun never misses the days when he was hit to the abyss, he is also extremely grateful to the extremely strict Teacher Xia and himself who was holding his breath at the beginning. Otherwise, he may be complacent with his talent and die midway in his scientific research career.

“Mr.

Even if his employer talks to him, he doesn't change, and he remains the same. Anyway, with his qualifications and abilities, it won't be a problem to apply for a teacher in an outside school after leaving the institute, and he will be able to support himself.

But Yunling felt that this was really great.

She doesn't interfere in anything, except that she can't sign for a high-level laboratory, and it's no different than fighting alone.

After Ji Qingyun sent her to the 402 office, he looked at his watch and said, "I'll go back and put my papers first. I'll come find you when the bell rings later. Let's go to the cafeteria for lunch."

"Okay." Yunling smiled and nodded.

She turned around and knocked on the door. When she heard "come in", she turned the handle and stepped in.

There were only three or two people in the room, which seemed very deserted.

The large office is divided into two areas, half larger and half smaller. The smaller one is obviously the single area of ​​team leader Xia Xianshi. The larger one is occupied by two rows of desks merged together. Each desk is almost covered with layers of desks. Stacks of calculation papers and lab reports.

When she came in, no one looked over curiously, and no one was distracted by their respective tasks.

The first person to pay attention was the fat old man drinking tea in the corner. He just glanced at her, pointed to the table next to him and said: "Director Zhang called me just now. You are the new one, sit here." Come on, clean it up yourself, it’s a weird mess.”

Then he looked away again, lowering his head and holding a science fiction novel. From time to time he raised his hand to pick up the teapot, enjoying himself leisurely, so relaxed.

Yunling took a closer look at the cover - "The Time Machine" by Herbert George Wells.

She suddenly felt that this teacher was not what Ji Qingyun said and had completely given up on physics. But maybe she was overthinking it, or maybe someone just picked up a book that interested her to kill time.

No one paid attention to her, and naturally it was impossible to help her clean up.

Yunling had no choice but to sort out the miscellaneous items on the empty table into piles and move them aside, pointing them out to others when they came looking for them.

Before she heard the bell ringing for get off work, she heard someone getting up next to her.

Oh--

It was Teacher Xia who closed the book, put the bookmark in it, took out the meal ticket from her wallet, and was ready to go to the cafeteria to eat.

Maybe she didn't understand the working habits of the institute, but she was definitely not unusual, as the others didn't even bother to move their butts.

Sure enough, Teacher Xia is the only special case.

Even if they haven't even exchanged a word, the image of Teacher Xia in her heart gradually becomes three-dimensional.

When the bell rang, they both stood up at the same time, and Teacher Xia gave her a puzzled look.

Yunling smiled back and gave way to him without leaving first.

Teacher Xia touched the pricked part of his hand, with a dazed look on his face, as if he was wondering: Why is this young comrade so unprofessional like him?

Seeing Ji Qingyun waiting for her outside the door, he seemed to understand something. He ignored her and ran straight to the cafeteria.

"Mr. Xia..." Ji Qingyun choked back his unfinished greeting.

Yunling raised her hand to block her slightly rude smile, "Let's go, let's go eat first." Along the way, she gradually became familiar with the internal structure of the institute, and was surprised that Ji Qingyun had never returned home once. .

"I also want to symbolically ask my uncle and aunt if they are okay? How do you want me to say this?"

"Didn't you say this symbolically?" Ji Qingyun shook his head in amusement, "You are not trying to be vain with me either."

Yunling swallowed a mouthful of Mapo Tofu and said, "Then you have always lived in the dormitory? Have you never gone out?"

"No, although I am not in charge of any high-density projects now, I may be used to the days of being enclosed in a small world. I am full of freedom and do not feel bored or constrained."

He raised his head and said hello to the colleagues who were passing by. Seeing the amusement in each other's eyes, he knew that these guys, who had been locked up in the laboratory for a long time, thought they were a couple when they saw a man and a woman eating at the same table. They were also extremely bored.

Yunling didn't pay attention to this episode, "That's good. You can come to my house as a guest whenever you have time. It's nearby. By the way, Xiaoxiao also lives in my house now. My second brother comes to visit from time to time. The four of us just get together. .”

"I haven't seen them for a long time. I saw Zhiyue's letter before. They have been talking for several years now!"

"It must have been seven years."

"When will you consider getting married? I'm still waiting to go out for a drink."

He suddenly felt like he was in another world, and he suddenly recalled the train station where he left the capital that day, as if it was yesterday.

Yunling shook her head, remembering Yun Zhiyue's distressed look that day, and couldn't help but laugh and joke: "I don't know, they may still be immersed in the feeling of being in love and can't help themselves."

"You should think carefully about major events in life." Ji Qingyun hesitated for a moment and then spoke softly, "What about you? Do you have any ideas?"

Yunling put down her chopsticks and still shook her head: "No, I feel like there are so many things to do in life that I can't keep them all busy. The non-urgent work of love or marriage is naturally pushed to the back."

His eyes lit up for a moment, but he didn't say anything. After a long time, he asked, "Didn't uncle and aunt urge you?"

Then he seemed to be anxious to explain the reason: "My parents call me from time to time and talk about it, which makes me not want to go home."

This is ridiculous. When she first came into the organization's sight, Ling Li occasionally asked her about her in the spirit of solidarity work.

At that time, she had a thought: Do people have to find another person in this life to survive?

But as she gets higher and higher, few people ask her when she will get married.

Then she got an answer: when your external value is enough to overshadow the world's basic standards of "perfect happiness", in their eyes, personal greatness will far exceed others.

Regardless of men and women.

"You know, my parents don't care much about me, so they don't push me. Their only hope for me is to be safe, healthy and happy."

"Uncle and aunt have always been reasonable people." He couldn't hide his envy in his words.

After finishing the meal in a hurry, he gentlemanly sent Yunling to her office and stood in the crowded corridor, sighing suddenly.

Maybe it's because he is lamenting that he is about to run away for three years and still can't break away from the constraints of his family, or maybe he is lamenting that he still can't let go of his green hope after all these years.

But this is the best ending.

The small sapling at the entrance of the high school is now as tall as a canopy, and his expectations are hanging on an unknown leaf and falling with the wind.

So he could no longer hold it in his heart and could only watch the fallen leaf being swept into the trash can and go to where it should go.