My Boyfriend from the Physics Department

On the first day of recuperation at home, Meng Wan had a fulfilling life. He watched the show and ate snacks, and slept when he was full, just like rice worms.

Just after six o'clock in the evening, when Meng Wan was about to order a takeaway, Lu Chaoqing suddenly sent a WeChat message: Have you eaten dinner?

Seeing the content of the chat, Meng Wan subconsciously glanced at Lu Chaoqing's avatar again. How could Professor Lu, who refused to bother with small chats, sent such a nutritious message?

Meng Wan: Just about to order takeaway, what's wrong?

At the gate of Z, Professor Gao stood next to Lu Chaoqing. Seeing Meng Wan’s reply, he nervously pointed to Lu Chaoqing: "Just say that you are going to visit her. If there is a restaurant nearby that she wants to eat, you can help her take out. ."

Lu Chaoqing was too lazy to type, and didn't want to pour cold water on colleagues who wanted to pursue the opposite sex, so he simply gave the phone to Professor Gao.

Professor Gao sent the words just now excitedly, and his words were very enthusiastic, almost humble with enthusiasm.

Lu Chaoqing carried a bag of fruit in his hand, and didn't care what his colleagues were talking about in his name.

Meng Wan was a little restless, and Professor Lu in this WeChat made her abnormally uneasy.

Meng Wan: I don't bother you anymore. I will order the takeaway by myself.

Professor Lu: It's not troublesome at all. We are neighbors. You are injured. I will drop in anyway. Let's talk, what do you want to eat?

The other party was too enthusiastic, and Meng Wan couldn't help asking: Professor Lu, are you okay? You don't seem to be the same today.

"Professor Lu" blushed, and only replied after a while: I'm fine, neighbors help each other, by the way, do you like Sichuan food? I think there is a Sichuan restaurant next to it.

Meng Wan had no choice but to say: Okay, then I will trouble Professor Lu. You haven't eaten it yet. Then I will treat you tonight. You can watch the dishes.

Seeing this reply, Professor Gao smiled silly at the phone, then pulled Lu Chaoqing to the Sichuan restaurant on the left.

Facing the menu, Professor Gao asked Lu Chaoqing: "Do you know what Miss Meng likes to eat?"

Lu Chaoqing shook his head.

Professor Gao ordered a few more dishes.

The waiter came to receive the menu, and Lu Chaoqing made a request: "Less peppers."

The waiter took notes and left.

Professor Gao asked Lu Chaoqing suspiciously: "Can't you eat spicy food?"

Lu Chaoqing looked at him: "Most of the wounded should avoid being spicy."

Professor Gao suddenly realized that he regretted that he had chosen a Sichuan restaurant.

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Although he was only a neighbor, Meng Wan simply cleaned up the living room and changed the pajamas that he had worn for a day with shorts and short sleeves at home.

About half an hour later, the doorbell rang, and at the same time, WeChat received a message from Lu Chaoqing: it was me.

Meng Wan was a little nervous inexplicably, until now, she didn't understand why Lu Chaoqing suddenly became so humane.

When he walked to the entrance, Meng Wan opened the door with a welcoming smile from the staff of the ramen shop.

Lu Chaoqing stood in front of the door with a faint expression, carrying a bag of fruit in one hand.

Professor Gao, who was half his head short, stood on the left back of Lu Chaoqing with a flushed face, holding the takeaway package of the Sichuan restaurant in both hands.

Meng Wan was surprised.

Professor Gao coughed and hoped that his colleagues could help him explain.

Lu Chaoqing glanced at him, and then said to Meng Wan: "Professor Gao heard that you were ill, so he bought fruit to visit, and he paid for the takeaway."

Professor Gao's face turned redder next to him, and he was anxious and embarrassed. What he wanted was a more euphemistic explanation!

"I, I originally wanted to have dinner with Professor Lu. He said he was going to see Miss Meng. I, I will stop by." Not dare to look at Meng Wan, Professor Gao lowered his head and said, his voice was almost as low as Meng Wan. I didn't catch it.

Lu Chaoqing frowned, facing Professor Gao's flushed face, he realized something and pursed his lips.

The emotional intelligence of the two professors was not good, but Meng Wan understood it all at once, and guessed that it was Professor Gao who was chatting with her on WeChat.

Meng Wan had already noticed that Professor Gao liked her. Obviously people from two worlds, Meng Wan had never thought of this possibility, but felt that Professor Gao, who was dull and blushing at every turn, was simple and cute. Therefore, Meng Wan would not mind tonight. The only headache for Professor Gao's Cengfan was that she didn't know how to reject such a simple Professor Gao. After all, Professor Gao hadn't spoken yet, so she stabbed it and couldn't bear it.

"Thank you, come in and sit down." Meng Wan said with a smile.

Lu Chaoqing and Professor Gao walked in one after another.

Meng Wan was surprised when he saw Professor Gao's hand full of takeaway bags, "I called so many?"

Professor Gao stammered: "Fortunately, I, we can eat."

Meng Wan smiled and went to pick up the takeaway from him. He wanted to take it to the table to tidy up. Professor Gao glanced at her injured calf and hurriedly avoided: "Don't move, I'll do it." After that, he seemed to run away. He took two bags of takeaway and went to the dining table.

Meng Wan looked at Lu Chaoqing helplessly.

Lu Chaoqing went to the kitchen with the fruit, and cleaned the table with Professor Gao after he came out.

One of the two men had little natural words, and the other was too nervous to speak. Meng Wan felt embarrassed by himself, and stood by and worked hard to enliven the atmosphere: "I remember Professor Gao often works overtime, don't you need it tonight?"

Two groups of joy appeared in the glasses behind the frame of Professor Gao, Miss Meng actually knew that he often worked overtime?

He plucked up the courage to take a look at Meng Wan, pushed the frame and said, "I'm all done with work today, you, how about your leg injury?"

Meng Wan laughed: "It's much better."

Professor Gao was dazzled by her smiling face, and lowered his head again, only to think that Miss Meng who was not wearing work clothes was more beautiful.

The takeaway was five dishes and one soup. Meng Wan caught a glimpse of the small ticket in the plastic bag, snatched it, and then pulled out the ticket from his wallet, insisting on handing it to Professor Gao: "I'll take it tonight!"

Professor Gao blushed and refused, and Meng Wan faced the living room like a puff: "If you don't charge, then I won't eat."

Professor Gao panicked, what can I do?

He looked at Lu Chaoqing for help.

Lu Chaoqing was hungry, and just wanted to eat quickly, so Professor Gao took the money.

One to two, Professor Gao couldn't help but put the money on the table into his pocket.

Meng Wan turned angrily into a smile and sat across from the two of them.

The atmosphere at the dinner table continued to be embarrassing. Meng Wan looked at Professor Gao, thinking of Professor Gao's almost unimpeded daily trip to the noodle restaurant, he made a decision in his heart. Without this meal, she and Professor Gao were just the host and guest of the ramen restaurant, and now they can be regarded as friends.

"How old is Professor Gao this year?" Meng Wan took the initiative to chat with Professor Gao.

Professor Gao put down his chopsticks and answered obediently: "Thirty-two, what's wrong?"

Meng Wan looked at Lu Chaoqing with a smile, and said enviously: "Sure enough, genius friends are also geniuses. Professor Gao is so young, she must be very popular with female students, right?"

Professor Gao blushed and pushed the frame: "I am very boring, not as popular as Xiao Lu."

Lu Chaoqing was expressionless.

Meng Wan felt that Lu Chaoqing was even more boring than Professor Gao. Even if the popularity among female students was good, it would still be the advantage of appearance. But having said that, Professor Gao is 1.75 meters tall. He is considered medium in the south. He is a fair and delicate young professor. He is also a young professor at a prestigious school. It is reasonable to say that he does not have a girlfriend.

"Does Professor Gao have a girlfriend?" Meng Wan smiled gossiping.

Professor Gao blushed and shook his head.

Thinking of her single friends, Meng Wan said enthusiastically: "Then I will introduce one for you. What kind of girl does Professor Gao like?"

As soon as Professor Gao heard it, his excitement suddenly disappeared, and the slightly spicy Sichuan food in his mouth turned slightly bitter.

Meng Wan felt a little pain, but she didn't want to give Professor Gao any more hope.

Lu Chaoqing looked at the two of them separately and continued to eat silently.

Professor Gao felt bitter, but Meng Wan was still waiting for him to answer. Professor Gao had no choice but to force a smile: "I am busy with work and people are dull. I'm afraid your friends will look down on me."

Meng Wan encouraged him: "Then you have to try to find out, so let's add a WeChat, I have a suitable person to introduce you to."

Professor Gao nodded bitterly, and made friends with Meng Wan.

To show that he did not specifically target Professor Gao, Meng Wan turned his head and teased Lu Chaoqing: "Professor Lu, do you want me to introduce it to you?"

Lu Chaoqing refused: "No, I have no plans to fall in love for the time being."

Meng Wan asked casually: "Does Professor Lu have a favorite type?"

Lu Chaoqing thought about it for a few seconds and gave two conditions for choosing a spouse: "Be quiet and know how to cook."

My mother is very quiet, but she can't cook. Aunt Meng can cook, but she talks too much.

Meng Wan asked casually, his left ear came in and his right ear came out, and he didn't care about Lu Chaoqing's mate selection conditions at all.

After dinner, Professor Gao rushed to clean up the mess.

"I'm going to wash the fruit." Meng Wan said politely.

Professor Gao was depressed and didn't want to stay here anymore. He lowered his eyes to stop him: "No trouble, I have something to go back to the office."

Meng Wan stopped staying.

She sent the two professors out together.

Just sitting on the sofa, someone knocked on the door again, it was Lu Chaoqing.

Meng Wan looked at the elevator and looked at him suspiciously: "You don't need to go back to Z University?"

Lu Chaoqing hummed, staring at her and asked, "Professor Gao likes you, how do you feel about him?"

Meng Wan was not used to such a direct conversation. He asked the elevator, "He asked you to ask me?"

Lu Chaoqing: "I want to know myself, if you don't like him, you don't have to introduce him to others. That will only make him more painful."

In his instructive tone, Meng Wan tried his best to stay calm and reasoned calmly: "I don't like him, but Professor Gao obviously has the intention of falling in love. How do you know that he will definitely not like the person I introduced? He likes me now, but that doesn’t mean he won’t like others anymore."

Lu Chaoqing pursed his lips: "Emotions will not change so fast."

Meng Wan raised his eyebrows: "Why, Professor Lu still has a deep research on feelings?"

It's ridiculous, Professor Gao didn't even talk to her very much. How deep can he feel for her? In this case, as long as there is a suitable new person, the man can easily change his target, just like the boys who pursue her in college, most of them will immediately look for a new girlfriend after being rejected by her.

Meng Wan has never been in a relationship, but she has a wealth of experience in being pursued, and she also has a lot of experience watching friends' love affairs. Lu Chaoqing does research every day, can she compare to her?

Seeing that Lu Chaoqing was still dissatisfied, Meng Wan smiled and looked at his cold handsome face and said: "So, let's make a bet. I can help Professor Gao to get out of the order before. If I win, you Go to the ramen restaurant and serve a weekend plate, if you win..."

"I won, you give me a week's takeaway." Lu Chaoqing replied indifferently.

Meng Wan shrugged, she was already familiar with such trivial things as food delivery.

"Okay, that's it."