Please Have a Cup of Green Tea

Part1. "Evil Dog"

Under the incandescent lights on the roadside, the silver-white sports car parked quietly outside the gate of Qing University.

After a busy day of work, a handsome man in a suit held the steering wheel, ready to pick up his wife and give him a surprise.

Today was their fifth wedding anniversary, and he had arranged for candlelight dinners and gifts, just waiting for the hostess to be seated.

But when he took out his mobile phone to call his wife, he suddenly stopped.

Not far away, a handsome and bright beauty followed by an attentive and sunny big boy walked out of the school gate.

The boy's face was handsome, and there were little tiger teeth when he smiled. When he looked at the beauty, his pupils lit up like a flame, quite a bit like someone in high school.

Pei Jingshuo snorted lightly, opened the car door in the next second, opened his long legs, and walked straight in that direction.

As soon as he approached, he heard the soft voice of his lover:

"Just send it here, apprentice."

That unsightly little brat blushed and seemed a little embarrassed: "Okay, okay, senpai... Thank you for your help this time, can I treat you to dinner?"

Pei Jingshuo was secretly annoyed, what kind of thing dares to think about his daughter-in-law?

However, Bi Ming's response made him a little flustered: "Okay."

Her eyes and lips were bent, and her gentle and easy-to-talk appearance seemed to be ignorant of her own charm and the mind of the little boy.

"Uh, that's great," the boy was so excited that he was incoherent, "I...I know a private restaurant is very popular, we can take a taxi over there..."

Pei Jingshuo couldn't listen any longer, took two steps forward, gently pulled Bi Ming, who had his back to him, and pulled him back to his side.

"Sorry, my wife is not available."

"Hi-" The beauty with her arms clenched frowned slightly and looked back at him: "Why are you here?"

The tall man stretched out his long arms, hugged her intimately, and smiled lightly: "Baby, don't forget that today is a very important day, our... wedding anniversary."

He said the last few words against Bi Ming's earlobe, his hoarse voice was **** and ambiguous.

The next second, he glanced at the unwilling young man next to him, seemingly unintentionally:

"This is?"

"Teacher's new kid." Bi Ming explained softly, "Very cute little brother."

"Cute?" Pei Jingshuo was furious, and threw the icy eye knife directly at the boy who seduced his daughter-in-law, "He doesn't look very good, but he is quite courageous."

As soon as these words were said, the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

"Is this Senior Sister's husband?" The boy was also a handsome guy from a young age. He didn't care when he said that, but looked back at him with a bit of provocation, "Senior Sister has promised to go with me. After dinner, brother-in-law shouldn't be so stingy, right?"

Young people are not afraid of the sky and the earth, and they only want to pry the corner.

In high school, Pei Jingshuo will definitely give this kid an unforgettable "lesson".

Now, as a sane adult, he just gave a meaningful sneer.

"Sorry, I'm really stingy."

This sentence doesn't seem to have any special meaning at the moment, but Bi Ming knew that the man's jealousy was definitely aroused.

Sure enough, that night she experienced the taste of her waist falling apart.

The red wine was poured on the table, and there was a damp smell of alcohol. The room without the lights was illuminated by candles, but the flame of the candle was shaking violently.

It should be said that the whole table was shaking.

"He's very cute, eh?" The man's eyes were dark and deep, and his fingers gently caressed his lover's pink cheeks, "Ruan Xiaoan, do you think I'm dead?"

"Shuo Shuo... uh," Bi Ming tried to calm her breathing, her face was crystal clear and glamorous under the candlelight, "Don't do this, he's just a junior..."

"You still want to go out with other men on our wedding anniversary," he pressed against the tip of her nose, and the slightly damp sweat slid from his forehead all the way to his shoulders, "That's impossible."

The eyelashes of the beauty in her arms trembled, her eyes were filled with hazy water vapor, and her soft humming sounded like a cat.

"But... I told you a long time ago, don't interfere with me."

"Or, we can go to the divorce tomorrow..." Before she could finish her murmuring, she felt a pain in her lips, "Hmm!"

The man bit her lips fiercely with an almost rude force, venting his dissatisfaction.

He knew that her fault had been committed again.

Fortunately, at this time, he already knew how to physically stop her, instead of panicking like a bereaved dog like he was in college.

Sometimes, Pei Jingshuo also recalled what she looked like when she first saw her in high school, and it always felt like her own fantasy.

The clear and soft milk dumpling smiled sweetly and shyly in the sun, and when she saw him, she would back away in fear, like a lovable little animal.

At that time, he was willful and reckless. As soon as he met her, he couldn't help but want to tease her. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was deeply immersed, and he couldn't see anything but her in his eyes.

It was like an invisible rope in her hand, which had completely tied him at some point in time.

Since then, the strength has been reversed, and the rules of love have been rewritten.

He once liked her cuteness and cleanliness, clear and innocent, as pure as snow-white jasmine.

But she refused to lie to him to the end.

She thought that college would be a sweet cohabitation time, but all kinds of men began to appear around her, all young and handsome, rich and interesting, talented and beautiful...

She was becoming more and more indifferent to him with naked eyes, as if she could cut off the relationship that they had maintained since high school at any time.

She said to him, "You don't even know what the real me is, so why keep going?"

Pei Jingshuo was at a loss like a dog locked out of the house by its owner.

the real her? What's the meaning?

"Do you know Pei Jingshuo, I'm tired of playing." Bi Ming's face became more and more beautiful and cold, but she could not see any previous affection.

Pei Jingshuo felt like his heart was delayed by something.

She stepped on his pride and showed him a more real side.

"As for me, I'm cold-blooded, selfish, self-willed, and vain. You can use all the words you think are bad to describe me." The beauty stood on tiptoe and ran her fingers across his stiff face. , so... give up?"

"Impossible..." He pulled her hand, his eyes reddened wildly, "You lied to me, right? Ruan Xiaoan, you lied to me..."

"Shuo Shuo, I'm sorry," she said, holding his fingers apart one by one, with a tender and sympathetic expression, "what I'm saying now is true."

Pei Jingshuo's chest seemed to be blocked by something, and she recalled the past scenes in her head. She once said that she was her favorite puppy, but why could she just throw it away so carelessly like now?

"You're free, Pei Jingshuo." The woman blinked her clear apricot eyes and sentenced him to death with a simple sentence.

A stray dog ​​was left on the side of the road, but stood there dumbfounded, waiting for the owner to pick him up.

In the misty night, Pei Jingshuo was in the car on the side of the road, staring at it blankly, biting an unlit cigarette in his mouth.

Then he tore off the cigarette, got out of the car, squatted beside the dog, and the cold wind poured into his thin shirt, his heart was as cold as if frozen by ice.

"You were also lost." He looked at the submissive puppy lying on the ground, and said in a muffled voice.

The puppy ignored him, and his dark eyes kept staring at the direction where the owner left, as if he firmly believed that the other party would come back.

"Hey," Pei Jingshuo felt pity for each other at the moment, "your master is not coming back... I'll take you to the pet shelter."

The puppy didn't move at all, and his movements while looking into the distance didn't change.

It's like waiting forever.

Pei Jingshuo squatted with it for a while, and was a little confused by the wind, and couldn't help muttering in his mouth.

"You know, I liked her at first sight..."

"She is actually very bad-tempered. I found out when I was traveling in my second year of high school..."

"But she's really soft and fragrant... When I hold her, I think it's okay to die..."

His voice was getting lower and lower.

"You said, why did she not want me?"

"Ouch—" The puppy seemed to sense the man's emotions, turned his head and whimpered softly.

Pei Jingshuo let out a low laugh, pain and suffocation in his chest: "Yes, she is really cruel."

"Woooo..." The puppy's tail wagged, as if comforting.

In the silent night, one person and one dog accompany each other for a long time.

In the end, he touched the stray dog ​​beside him: "Don't worry, I will help you find your master."

Dogs cannot be thrown away.

He must make her understand that since she has a dog, she has to be responsible to the end.

Bi Ming crossed his legs impatiently. The newly caught fish had an accident at home recently, and it seemed that the stock price fluctuated or something.

It's strange recently that Pei Jingshuo seems to have lost his heart and didn't come to haunt him.

However, the candidates around him had accidents one by one.

Either the job at hand has made a major mistake, or the company at home is turbulent, or even harassed by the group of exes.

Could it be that her eyes on men have regressed?

After the mission, there is not much help left by the system. After all, the world line has changed, and it can no longer predict the plot.

When she realized that no matter which man she liked, the other man would fall into some kind of predicament, she finally understood.

"Pei Jingshuo, are you so interesting?"

She stood in the office of someone's new company with a light tone.

The man sitting on the chair smiled, and the dazedness of the last time he parted was completely different.

"It's okay, it's interesting without you by my side."

Bi Ming approached him, the high-heeled shoes made a "da-da" sound when stepping on the smooth ground, full of momentum.

"Since you have seen my true face clearly," she held his tie and pulled him closer to her, her eyes narrowed charmingly and coldly, "Why don't you give up?"

The man hooked his lips, stretched out his arms, wrapped her waist, and let her sit on his lap.

"How can you give up? Ruan Xiaoan, I've been waiting for you for a long time." He pressed against Bi Ming's forehead, his voice hoarse.

Bi Ming was a little surprised, and seemed to sense some kind of change in the other party's temperament.

He used to get along more like a lively and clingy puppy.

And now, it's more like a real beast that can tear people to shreds at any time.

Their wedding was grand and gorgeous.

The entire island was wrapped up, and countless celebrities and guests came and went.

Helicopter aerial photography, cruise ship transfers, all relatives and friends flushed with excitement.

Ruan's father and Ruan's mother could never have imagined that the puppy love that started in high school for his precious daughter would actually bear fruit.

When they found out that year, they were so angry that they wanted their daughter to transfer to another school.

But Bi Ming easily appeased the two elders with the recommended quota.

Later, the two children were admitted to Qingda University together, and they had no desire to stop them. Instead, they met with their in-laws and discussed the marriage of their children in a lively manner.

Pei's father and Pei's mother are extremely satisfied with Bi Ming. They cultivate both inside and outside, have a good personality, and most importantly, make their son motivated.

In short, everyone is happy, except for Bi Ming.

There is no way, facing a mad dog, although she has the will to wave, her body is powerless.

That guy is really smart, he will destroy anyone she dares to hook up with.

He even learned to seduce her with his flesh.

Bi Ming had to admit that from the perspective of men and women, Pei Jingshuo knew how to coax her too well.

And as the other party's career develops more and more terrifyingly, Bi Ming feels that other fish are not too afraid to approach him.

Because anyone who goes online knows that the youngest financial tycoon in China loves his wife like his life.

No man who dares to stretch his claws can get away with the revenge of this vicious dog.

The second year after Bi Ming's death.

The lamp was running out, and Pei Jingshuo, who was about to close his eyes, asked someone to put a greeting card on the grave of his deceased wife.

It says:

"Congratulations: Mr. Pei Jingshuo and Ms. Ruan Xiao'an have always been of one mind and have been together for a hundred years."

Others were puzzled because the card looked like it was congratulating a newlywed couple.

The man on the hospital bed closed his eyes, showing the same smile as when he was young.

The tip of her nose seemed to be lingering with the unique fragrance of jasmine on her body.

He was not afraid of death, and even had some expectations.

Because on Huangquan Road, he was going to marry her for the second time.

If he could, he would tell her:

It wasn't the phantom she played that he loved all along.

It's real, a little villain who will be willful and angry, will hold his ears and twist, and will pull his face when things go wrong.

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Part2. "Confession"

Zhou Jiangqi, academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, the world's youngest holder of three mathematics awards (Fields Medal, Wolf Prize, Abel Prize), and will win the Crawford Prize in Mathematics from the Swedish Academy of Sciences this year.

This means that his status will rise to a whole new level, becoming the first top scientist of a new generation to win a grand slam of mathematics awards.

But there are still countless people who say that the significance of the two conjectures he proved is too important for even these awards to measure his value.

At only 37 years old, the cold, beautiful and long-legged Zhou Jiangqi's video of accepting the award has exploded all over the Internet, and it has also made him have countless fans, although he himself has no interest at all.

National TV made a special issue for him, as well as special interviews.

The reporters who were fortunate enough to interview at his home were extremely excited, because Zhou Jiangqi is now a living "legend" in China and a treasure of the most important scientific community in the country, and his resume has been smashed by hungry netizens.

In high school, I got the first place with full marks in two IMO sessions. After entering Peking University, I completed four years of courses and applied for further study at Princeton. I spent another two years studying for my Ph.D. and proved the Riemann conjecture during this period, which caused a sensation all over the world.

With such a genius and such beauty, Zhou Jiangqi has no doubt set off a storm in the online world and has great influence. However, the Great God is reclusive and unpredictable, and even this CCTV interview was given less than ten minutes.

As soon as they entered the door, the reporter and the photographer with the camera behind him were stunned—

Wearing a light gray sweater, a long and jade-like man appeared in front of him, like a bright moon in the sky, unattainable.

It smells so good too.

"Are you here for an interview?" The man's voice was low and cold, "Come in and sit."

The style of the residence of the Great God is very simple, that is, the layout is relatively cool, and the tones are also three-color black, white and gray, and it looks like living alone.

…

At the end of the interview, the reporter looked at the last question and took a deep breath: "Academician Zhou, this question came from a netizen, and you can decide whether to answer it yourself."

"Say."

"Excuse me... uh, as everyone knows, you are still single, so what kind of girl do you like?"

The reporter thought, it is really embarrassing to ask a big mathematician such a question. Why are netizens so gossipy now?

Although he is also curious about the love life of this great god.

Zhou Jiangqi was silent for a moment before he said, "No."

Sure enough, how could an immortal go down to earth to discuss such a thing?

The reporter nodded, and was about to end the conversation when he heard the other side add in a soft voice:

"It's not the type that I like, it's the person."

The reporter was trembling, oh, does this mean there is an inside story?

"Yes, can we talk in detail?"

Zhou Jiangqi glanced at the reporter who was trembling with excitement, and his voice was still very cold:

"She's married and has nothing to say."

This sentence did not dissuade the reporter's excitement, because Zhou Jiangqi also has people he likes, and even the other party rejected the great god, the story inside will definitely arouse many people's discussions.

However, Zhou Jiangqi was a little impatient. He only wanted to respond to the other party's question, and was unwilling to trigger other subsequent discussions.

In the end, the reporter didn't dare to ask questions. After all, there was a bodyguard standing behind him who specialized in protecting important people, looking at him with very bad eyes.

After this interview was broadcast, the last question really caught the attention of many netizens who eat melons.

"Wow, Academician Zhou actually moved his heart?"

"I can't believe that someone would reject Zhou Shen, okay?"

"Wait, there have been no scandals around Zhou Shen for so many years. Haven't everyone ridiculed that Zhou Shen is a single dog all the year round?"

"Even people know that they are getting married. It is estimated that it is student days."

"Come and watch this video from the Alphabet Station. Zhou Shen participated in the award-winning video of IMO - someone picked up Zhou Shen's suspected first love."

"Huh? Isn't IMO a math competition for high school students, so long ago?"

Then, a lot of melon eaters poured in under a certain award-winning video.

In the video, Zhou Jiangqi, who is wearing a school uniform, has several friends standing beside him, and they hold the gold medal on the podium for a group photo.

"Look who I found? Isn't this the former goddess of Qing Dynasty?"

"I'm going, why is my goddess here? She's so small, so cute!"

"Help, look at the back, coordinate 2:08, so sweet!"

After more than two minutes in the video, the students who received the prize were ready to step down. Since the steps were a bit steep, the black-haired boy held his hand on the waist of the girl in front of him when they came down.

Then the girl swayed a bit when she stepped off the stage, and the boy directly wrapped her waist and stood up with the person in his arms.

The two quickly separated, and the girl smiled and said something to the boy.

"Woooooo what kind of campus novel plot is this... kswl!"

"Qingda Goddess and Professor Zhou originally participated in the competition together? I just found out!"

"They are classmates, and I was their alumni. These two people became legends in their class, and they are still on the propaganda column of my alma mater."

Soon, #zhoujiangqitalk about mate selection type# became a hot search.

The current marketing account is really a ghost. When there is a lack of hot spots, as long as it can post anything, it will be posted.

Recently, the news that Zhou Jiangqi is about to win the award has caused a wave of enthusiasm, so his scandal has naturally become a sweet pastry.

The most important thing is that the female protagonist of the scandal also has her own popularity, and the name of the goddess of Qing Dynasty is still very famous.

Netizens have the illusion that they are watching idol dramas when they look at the teenagers and girls walking side by side in the video.

"Master of theology, a natural pair! Woohoo, they're a good match—"

"The goddess's smile is too sweet, Professor Zhou, your eyes really love her..."

"Stop knocking, knocking Nima, the goddess and her husband are high school sweethearts. At this time, the famous flower has its owner."

Wayward netizens have always been rebellious, and no one can control them.

"I don't listen, I don't listen, they are a perfect match!"

"Ahem, in fact, everyone in the first high school knew that the relationship between the goddess and Brother Pei was very stable. Zhou Shen had no chance. Brother Pei fought too hard, and no one dared to provoke it."

"Hey, is this alumni showing up? Who is Brother Pei, so arrogant?"

"Reply upstairs, haven't you reacted when you see the surname Pei?"

"I lost it, could it be my husband?"

Pei Jingshuo, as the number one in China on the Forbes list and the youngest at the same time, is dubbed the "national husband" by the public.

Of course, everyone knows that this is a wife-loving maniac.

The chaos on the Internet still came to Bi Ming's Weibo.

However, the parties did not intend to respond.

The best way to deal with this kind of gossip is to wait for other news to cover it.

That night, Bi Ming received a call from Zhou Jiangqi.

"What's the matter, Jiang Qi?" She and Zhou Jiangqi have been friends since high school, they don't meet much, and they often email.

"Something happened during the interview, and it bothered you, sorry." His voice was a little low.

"It's okay," Bi Ming smiled slightly, "this kind of public opinion will pass soon. How are you recently?"

"Well, the research on the P and NP problem is almost over." Zhou Jiangqi adjusted his headphones, then continued typing into the computer and said, "My team is sorting out the materials."

"Successful, almost successful?" Bi Ming took a deep breath, "This is too incredible, Jiang Qi, now I'm afraid that I'll lose your thoughts by talking to you on the phone."

If P and NP problems can be proved, this era will be completely rewritten.

"No," the opposite seemed to smile, "the only time you talked about my thinking was in the second year of high school."

Bi Ming complained in a low voice, "Then you gave me a number theory book to get revenge on me."

At the other end, Zhou Jiangqi stopped typing on the computer.

"Have you opened it?"

"Well, I saw it." Bi Ming replied, "The Fourier series is very good, which gave me a lot of inspiration."

"yes?"

"It turns out that from a different angle, no matter how complex a function looks, you can find the law." Bi Ming smiled happily, "Thank you for telling me the charm of mathematics."

Zhou Jiangqi was silent for a long time, so long that Bi Ming on the other end of the phone thought he had dropped the line.

"The function of the Fourier transform is what you pointed to me."

"Huh? Which one?"

The man let out a low, inaudible sigh.

The memory seems to suddenly return to many years ago, a summer afternoon.

"It's a very difficult function to draw, Zhou Jiangqi, come and see..." The beautiful girl in the blue and white school uniform grabbed the pen, and sweat was oozing from her forehead.

The teenager across from her picked up her scratch paper, his eyes flicking across the process.

"Is it difficult? It's just trigonometric functions."

"It's nothing, it's superimposed, sigh..." The girl shook her calf and pressed her temple lightly, "It's just like you."

"Um?"

"It's hard to calculate, it's hard to draw, it's hard to guess!" The girl shook the tip of her pen. "From the perspective of being a boyfriend, it's very bad."

"Where's your boyfriend?"

"Shuo Shuo is like a one-dimensional linear function in junior high school," the girl's Li Wu smiled sweetly, "I guessed it right away."

The boy didn't say a word, his dark eyes stared at the function that the girl despised for a while.

"Actually, it can be seen clearly."

No matter how complicated and unpredictable things are, as long as you pay attention, you can see them clearly.

On the scratch paper, the image drawn by the transformed formula is concise and precise, and the regular changes can be easily seen.

This is a self-evidence.

He tried to tell her in this way that he wasn't that difficult to understand.

The man who returned to reality from his memory finally whispered to the woman on the other end of the phone: "If you have forgotten it, forget it."

"Good night."

Many years later, Mr. Zhou Jiangqi, the world's top mathematician and a lifetime honoree of the Huaxia Academy of Sciences, passed away.

Before his death, there was a very worn out "Basics of Analytical Number Theory" beside him, and there was also a piece of scratch paper that could not be read clearly.

It is said to be a relic left by his friend when he passed away a few years ago.

Zhou Jiangqi, who has never been married and devoted his whole self to the cause of mankind, was once asked in an interview in his later years:

"Academician Zhou has had countless suitors in his life, but he still remains single. Are you celibate?"

Zhou Jiangqi responded, "No."

He's just been unwilling to do it.

When he was still a mighty teenager, a girl happened to appear.

She just opened an opening on the door of his proud enough heart, and then got in.

Since then, that heart can no longer hold other people.

That draft about Fourier, he wrote only once in his life.

But it took her life to wait for her answer.