Genius Girlfriend

Wen Qi is 22 years old this year. He has studied abroad for many years and lives alone all the year round. He is not good at dealing with people, and he has no object to talk to.

He studied undergraduate at Imperial College. The main campus of this school is located in South Kensington, London. There are three museums nearby. When he has nothing to do, he often walks alone at the museum, or sits on a bench on the street to feed a group of pigeons.

Wen Qi remembered that in the first month of the undergraduate course, he often hugged his classmates. Later, he gradually discovered the boring and uninteresting, monotony and redundancy of various social activities. On holidays, some students from all departments and departments will upload photos of their travel and dinners through QQ space to show their colorful after-school life. Those photos are similar to each other—traveling is the blue sky and white clouds, the sea castle, the dinner is rice hot pot, home cooking, wonton dumplings... Wen Qi's fingers swiftly pass, never leaving any comments.

Classmates sent him a message for him to attend the party, and he would reply only a few days later: "I'm studying, I can't go."

As time passed, no one invited him again.

He felt relaxed.

He has completely adapted to the lonely life, increasingly repelling all group activities.

For him, socializing is an extra burden, and being alone is a rare nourishment.

His classmates called him "out of sight", and he used the excuse to say that he "loves to learn"-this is actually a lie. Wen Qi knew in his heart that he didn't like learning very much, and learning was a kind of entertainment when he was alone.

But occasionally he feels lonely.

At this time, he will publish his homework scores and test scores in the QQ space.

The classmates exclaimed that he could get such a terrifying high score. They asked him for advice and learning methods, or directly asked him about his homework ideas. He would generalize his own thinking mode, and few people could understand him—or really People who can understand him would never send him this kind of message: "Big brother does well, teaches younger brother, how many test centers are there, and how do you do your homework?"

Fortunately, Wen Qi's undergraduate grades are excellent.

It's weird if he is not good-he is reading from morning till night.

After three years of undergraduate studies, Wen Qi studied for a master's degree in Cambridge and met his PhD supervisor.

In the autumn of the second year, Wen Qi successfully evolved into a more withdrawn, introverted, and solitary doctoral student.

Occasionally, he imitated normal people, gave out hearty laughs, tried to strike up a conversation with others, but all ended in failure.

In Wen Qi's research group, Lin Zhixia is recognized as a "kind, cute, talkative, and gentle" girl. All senior sisters and seniors praise Lin Zhixia.

Even so, the chat between Wen Qi and Lin Zhixia is no more than five sentences at most-after five sentences, it will be cold.

South Korean school sister Yoon Soo-eun does not understand Wen Qi's true character. She boldly invited Wen Qi to attend a dinner. Wen Qi originally wanted to reject her. Later, for some reason, Wen Qi agreed.

However, this banquet tonight almost killed Wen Qi.

Alumni from major companies took turns to greet him, and the French gave him a face-to-face ceremony. His social fear reached its peak in an instant, and he was so nervous that he almost vomited. On the way to the bathroom, he accidentally hit Jiang Yubai's shoulder, which made his embarrassment break through the critical point.

As the saying goes, "The leaks in the house happen to rain overnight", and Wen Qi has a deep understanding of this.

He brought a cigarette case, but no lighter.

He cannot relieve his psychological pressure by smoking.

Of course Jiang Yubai did not have a lighter.

Jiang Yubai bypassed the Wenqi flag and walked straight out, passing through a light-shadow junction. His friends are waiting for him. He merged into his own circle, still standing in the most central position, just like the stars arched over the moon.

Wen Qi glanced at Jiang Yubai from a distance.

Suddenly he put a hand on his shoulder, and he heard the girl's voice: "Are you Wen Qi?"

Wen Qi turned his head and saw a girl wearing a bay leaf hair ornament. The girl introduced herself, her name is Miao Danyi, she was born in Myanmar, grew up in Malaysia, and lived in Hainan Island for some time.

They are hiding in secluded corners-here is a blind spot for everyone's sight.

The light was dim, and her eyes were very bright.

Wen Qi thought that this girl, like him, was evading the dinner party. He did not speak to her. But he took out his cell phone and exchanged contact information with her.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the night was as dark as ink stained, the moon was covered by clouds, and the patter of rain beat on the windowsill.

Lin Zhixia embraced a strawberry pillow and sat quietly on the bed, still in a state of meditation. She sorted out the thoughts in her mind and burst into new inspiration. She opened her eyes and lay down relaxed.

Before going to bed, she sent a text message to Jiang Yubai: "Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang Yubai, are you home yet?"

After several minutes, Jiang Yubai replied: "I'm back, Lin Lin Lin Lin Zhi Xia, did the meditation go well?"

Lin Zhixia called him directly. She said: "The meditation is very smooth. I sorted out a lot of questions. Tomorrow morning I will write an email to my supervisor, and I will write the first draft of the paper next week... How about you, did your dinner go well?"

"Not bad." Jiang Yubai described briefly.

Lin Zhixia would like to hear more details. She also wanted to communicate with Jiang Yubai about the steps and gains of meditation. She had an appointment with Jiang Yubai. Tomorrow morning, Jiang Yubai came to her dorm room to play with her. She invited him to eat breakfast.

The next morning, the sky cleared, the vegetation was new, and the wind was floating with the coolness of the rain.

Lin Zhixia walked to a nearby Tesco supermarket. She bought a lot of fruits and vegetables, snacks and drinks, and packed two large plastic bags. She returned to the bedroom with the plastic bag, her hands were strangled with red marks. But she was very motivated and didn't feel tired or exhausted at all.

She quickly prepared bread, ham, fried eggs and fruit salad.

Before long, Jiang Yubai arrived at her house downstairs.

Lin Zhixia happily ran to meet Jiang Yubai. She took him by the wrist and led him into her room.

With the sound of "pop" the door closed, the bedroom became a confined space. The curtains obscure the outside scene, and the sweet smell of juice wafts in the room.

"Sit down." Lin Zhixia greeted enthusiastically.

It is now in mid-October, with wind and rain, the temperature is low, but the bedroom is very warm. Lin Zhixia was wearing a sea-blue dress. When she sat down, the hem of the skirt was slightly lifted up, revealing more and more white and long legs. She put her knees together, pulled the skirt hem, and said, "This skirt shrinks as she washes it."

Jiang Yubai's eyes were not on Lin Zhixia at all.

All the plates were placed on the desk by Lin Zhixia. Jiang Yubai faced the desk and whispered, "Whatever you wear looks good."

Lin Zhixia tilted sideways and leaned on his shoulder: "I think you look best when you wear a formal suit and a swimsuit. Although I have never seen you in a swimsuit, I can imagine it."