There are roads in the mountains of books

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We chatted for a while, and after a few dishes came out, Luo Wei asked me, "So, you want to be a university teacher because of your aunt?"

I thought for a while: "Not exactly, there are other reasons."

"Ok?"

"Being a teacher can delay aging." I said seriously.

"Is it because the pressure of life is low?" Luo Wei smiled, "But many college teachers are under a lot of research pressure."

I think she thought I meant that university professors have winter and summer vacations, canteens for three meals a day, and a dormitory with excellent conditions when they go home. The pressure of life is less than that of people working in enterprises.

"No," I winked at her, "Think about it, if you stay in the company, when you are 40 years old, half-legged into middle-aged and old age, after a few more years, you will be able to mingle with the square dancing aunt. 40-year-old Professors are different, not only are they still young professors, but when they take students out to meetings, people might say, wow, your instructor is so young!"

The corners of Luo Wei's lips twitched, with an evil expression of believing in me.

Seeing her speechless, I smiled, and seemed to catch some interesting information for a moment. "If you go out to a meeting, no one will treat you as a student, right?"

Luo Wei pouted, lowered her head and cut the steak seriously.

"Looks like there is." I leaned against her knee under the table and smiled even more happily.

"I went out to dinner with you that day." She raised her head and looked at me with sympathy. "It happened that a senior was there. When he came back, he asked me if I had recruited a new doctoral student."

I:"……"

"Look at how childish you are." She pursed her lips and smiled, and twisted my leg under the table.

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After returning to school, I went to the dormitory to bring the necessities of life, and happily cleaned up the room with Luo Weiyi.

A little over an hour of cleanup and everything fell into place - except she ended up removing my IKEA shark from the sideboard and super-eccentrically placing the baby sheep snug on it.

Sharks have grotesque teeth, she said.

"It's so cute." I carried the poor little shark to the living room, and let it face the wall in the corner thinking about it.

"What are we doing at night?" Luo Wei asked me softly before going to the bathroom to take a shower.After a busy day, her long messy hair hangs down her shoulders, and her exhausted expression has a special charm.

I licked my lips, put one hand on the door frame above her side, leaned closer to her and said, "It's all right, it's up to you."

Her voice was so hoarse and strange, meeting her clear eyes, I felt embarrassed to be seen through.

"I can do it too." She said, "You say."

"Huh?" I touched her face, forehead against hers.

"Listen to you," Luo Wei said, "If I don't eat late at night, I'll brush my teeth first."

I:"……"

"Okay, go and brush your teeth." I stomped my feet shamelessly, and shook my body with my hands in my trouser pockets.

Hey, why am I so cowardly.

Amidst the embarrassment, I had a strong doubt.How do you usually say this?

In my few reading impressions, the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge, and when the relationship reaches a certain stage, it will sense signals from each other.But something has to be said before we start, right?Of course, this kind of thing requires the consent of both parties.

But no matter how you say it, it doesn't seem right.

All the examples I can think of, without exception, reveal an embarrassing hooliganism in my eyes.

No, I'll have to research the literature again.

While Luo Wei was washing up, I bought a few foreign classics on my phone that I read in high school.Fast-forward to certain scenes based on memory, and I realize that they didn't say anything.

Hmm... foreign cultures are indeed different from ours, more straightforward.Although Luo Wei has studied abroad, the Chinese people should still eat the Chinese way.

When I was a child, I read more Chinese classics than foreign ones, but unfortunately all I read were healthy youth editions, without any reference value.I didn’t have time to reread the content of the long talk, so I casually bought a few web articles recommended by the website, but all the content I wanted to read was locked.

? ? ?I'm already 30 and can't watch it?So what does it mean for me to grow up?

I took a deep breath and patiently searched for a few unlocked novels.Quickly flipping through the pages, my smile gradually froze on my face.

It's too embarrassing to say such shameless words.

Maybe someone really dares to say that, but I definitely can't say it.

"Qiu Yu, what are you looking at? Your eyebrows are so wrinkled." Luo Wei came out of the bathroom and raised her hand to smooth my Sichuan pattern.

I immediately put the phone back into my trouser pocket, smiled and said, "It's nothing, I was studying an article, and I accidentally fell in love with it."

"What article? Condensed matter physics?" She asked curiously while combing her hair.

"...No," I shrugged pretending to be indifferent, "an official account, mainly about... how you are single."

As soon as the voice fell, I regretted it.Her expression was extremely curious, as if she was going to ask me to forward it to her in the next second.

"So how did you stay single?" she finally asked.

"Maybe...it's just talent." I said helplessly, pulling the corners of my mouth.

Chapter 20

I took my clothes to take a shower, turned on the faucet, and the rushing water wrapped in steam flowed out, blurring my vision.The distracting thoughts gradually faded away, and I began to realize where my real struggles were.

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