Super Brain Rescue Project

After Pei Chu came out of the shower, he put the photo with Song Chenyi on his desk into a drawer, turned off the computer that was still in standby mode, and stood by the bed and opened the invitation letter that Lan Yelin gave him.

The invitation letter couldn't be more routine, he could read the words in it with his eyes closed, and the signature below was indeed true.With the right to grant invitation letters, it seems that Lan Yelin's status in the association is not low.

He threw the invitation letter aside casually, pinched the envelope anxiously, and found that there seemed to be something inside.When I opened it, it turned out to be a very thin and small photo, only the size of a palm, but the portrait on it was very clear.

The young Song Chenyi smiled gently on it, and beside him stood the younger Lan Yelin. He was still wearing glasses at that time, but the smile in his eyes was exactly the same as the people around him.Behind them was the landmark building of the famous medical school where Song Chenyi taught. The pointed roof cast a quiet shadow under their feet.In the lower right corner of the shadow, a line of numbers 2045.09.16 was written with a thin blue pen... It turned out to be a photo from nine years ago.

Nine years ago... Pei Chu thought in confusion. Nine years ago, he had just entered university, and Song Chenyi had just become a lecturer at H University. There is no impression of such characters.But at that time, he was rebellious and conceited, he never cared about anyone except Song Chenyi in his eyes, and Song Chenyi seldom mentioned his students to him...

From the moment they met, Song Chenyi was doing his best to protect him, never letting him get involved in his work, and never letting anything related to the spectator enter his life. Maintaining the private space of the two, it took a lot of effort to design this home as strong as a castle for him.Even when Song Chenyi died, the Wu Family, which gathered top-notch observers, did not discover their relationship. It was not until the day of the funeral that he learned the bad news from his mother.

The information hiding work he did was so good that after he died, there were only tenuous gray memories between them.

Pei Chu stared at the photo for a long time, his chest seemed to explode, and his temples began to throb and ache.Until someone knocked on the door of his bedroom, a familiar voice asked him through the soundproof material: "Teacher, are you okay?"

It took a few seconds for Pei Chu to remember who he was, where, and what he was doing. He put the photo and the invitation letter on the ground back into the envelope, and locked it in the drawer together with the group photo on the desk.

If Lan Yelin was Song Chenyi's student, maybe he happened to bump into him standing next to the teacher, it would be a very reasonable excuse to speculate.But what is there to talk about between them?Talk about how Song Chenyi cultivated him into a talent back then?Or do you want to trade this information with him?

"teacher?"

Pei Chu responded, and opened the door after making sure that there was nothing else in the room that shouldn't be there.Wu He stood at the door, frowning slightly, looked at his face, and said: "Teacher, you don't look very good."

Pei Chu tried to keep his head empty, went out and closed the door, and said with a smile: "It's not good if you can't move. Did you call?"

"Well," Wu He looked at his profile, "You..."

"Wu He," Pei Chu stared dumbfounded at the things on the table, interrupting what he was going to say next, "Are you a snail?"

"...Ah." Wu He seemed to be wondering what the snails were.

Pei Chu glanced at his watch, then at the dining table, there were braised pork ribs, fried pork with green peppers, wax gourd soup, bitter gourd slices, and two other dishes that he couldn't name: "How did you get from Made these things in my empty refrigerator and empty kitchen?"

"Maximize the utilization of resources," Wu He said with a smile, "a course I learned when I was young."

Pei Chu became hungry all of a sudden, put aside the messy emotions, took a good wine from the wine cabinet, and sat at the two ends of the dining table separately from Wu He.The two clinked glasses before eating, and Pei Chu said, "Thank you."

Wu He shook the wine glass, without saying a word, he picked up a spare rib for Pei Chu.Pei Chu tasted a piece, and there was a distinct Wuhe style in the dish, every seasoning was just right as if measured with an experimental measuring cup, and even the size of each piece of ribs was balanced, it tasted delicious after one piece Unable to stop, Pei Chu ate half of the plate in one go before slowly trying other dishes.

The heat of the vegetables is perfectly controlled, and it is light and appetizing.Because of the previous fever, Pei Chu already had such an appetite. He ate until he felt a little full before putting down his chopsticks. Wu He over there just moved a small bowl of rice and was slowly removing the leftover bones. Arranged in an impeccable row, as if it were some kind of work of art.

"Pfft," Pei Chu could not hold back his laughter.Wu He raised his head to look at him, put away his chopsticks, propped his chin with one hand and laughed: "Teacher, let's make a score."

"Well, let me think about it," Pei Chu pretended to be thinking seriously, "10 points for technology, 10 points for attitude, 10 points for performance, and 10 points for the arrangement and combination of ribs. Let's give it a full score."

Wu He smiled and raised his wine glass: "Cheers to the perfect score."

"Cheers to the perfect score."

It took the two of them almost an hour to finish eating all the food on the table. Pei Chu couldn't stand up anymore, and Wu He put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.

When he followed into the kitchen, Wu He was wearing the pink apron that he hadn't used for hundreds of years and was standing by the sink, slightly bent over, his black T-shirt was messed up by the rope of the apron. She has to shrink up, revealing a large thin waist, and the ambiguous curve smoothly connects the firm buttocks and those straight long legs, with almost no ability to resist, unconsciously, her gaze has followed the The curve of the road slides from the back to the waist and hips and then to the soles of the feet.

Pei Chu was stunned for a few seconds, thinking that something might be wrong with him.

And that pink apron was last used many, many years ago. He wore it naked/wearing, from the kitchen to the living room, and then had to ask the cleaning aunt to clean it up...

"Teacher?" Wu He turned his head slightly, the light just cast a gentle shadow on his handsome facial features.Pei Chu came back to his senses suddenly, the word "teacher" made him feel guilty all over, and he reached out to help him put the washed dishes into the cabinet.

"You have been very stable today." Pei Chu quickly picked up the topic, trying to dispel the uncomfortable feeling of embarrassment, "Is there no discomfort in the strange environment?"

Wu He handed him a plate covered with foam, Pei Chu subconsciously took it, and naturally turned on the tap to rinse it.The two were quietly cooperating on this work. Wu He focused on the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, and the corner of his mouth raised an inconspicuous arc, and asked in a low voice: "Teacher, do you believe in fate?"

destiny……?

A few years ago, he would have said with disdain, what is fate, can it be eaten?But now that he was asked suddenly, he couldn't answer for a while.

Pei Chu did not answer directly, but only said: "Will the spectator still believe this?"

Wu He only smiled, without speaking, handed the last bowl to Pei Chu, dried his hands, untied the apron and hung it back where it should be.Pei Chu looked at the apron a little ashamedly, and closed the cupboard.Wu He suddenly reached out and touched his forehead.

"Do you have a little fever?"

"Are you kidding? It's still burning?" Pei Chu touched it himself, "No."

"It's okay." Wu He touched his forehead again, looking at Pei Chu, he seemed hesitant to speak, "I think teacher..."

Pei Chu waited for a while, but there was nothing left to say.

"It's okay, you can watch a book or a movie for a while, the small room next to the balcony is a VR game room." Pei Chu looked at his watch, "I have to do the courseware for tomorrow's class, we will do hypnosis at 10:30 .”

The two began to move separately, the rain stopped outside, and the colorful neon lights of the city turned into small flowers on the wet window. Pei Chu sat in his special old-fashioned chair, and on his right was the entire modern city with intertwined light and dark.Wu He nestled on the sofa and read a book. Although he didn't speak, Pei Chu was always distracted by his non-negligible presence.He stayed in this apartment alone for too long, and the breath of others teased him all the time.In an hour, he made two pages of ppt, so he got up and went to the bedroom to find a set of his old clothes.

"If you want to take a shower, just make do with it, the underwear is new."

Wu He put down the book, it was Natsume Soseki's "Heart", he had already read the second volume, and glanced over, "Sir" wrote tearfully in the suicide note: "You want to cut open my heart, suck the The tide of blood was still flowing through the heating. I was still alive at that time, and I didn’t want to die, so I made an appointment for another date, but rejected your request. Now, I want to break my own heart and wash you with blood face..."

When Pei Chu subconsciously closed the book, he found that Wu He was looking at him.

"Don't you like it?"

"I don't like it." Pei Chu said mercilessly, "I don't like it to the point where I would skip class."

Wu He glanced at the expensive rare book, and some pages were even worn out due to frequent flipping.He put the book back on the bookcase, and took the clothes with some helplessness: "You really..."

Pei Chu also noticed his gaze, sighed, and drove him into the bathroom. When he returned to the bookcase, he couldn't help opening the book again, and opened the place where he had just closed. : "...If I can put a new life in your chest when my heart stops beating, then I will be satisfied."

On the next page, there was an invitation letter.

That was the party invitation he secretly left from Song Chenyi's mailbox a long time ago. He always maintained a strong curiosity about that group full of mystery and superiority, so he went to that banquet alone with this invitation In the lobby, Song Chenyi was furious after he came back, and ignored him for a whole week.

He took the invitation out of the book, crumpled it up, and threw it into the trash can next to it.

When Wu He came out of the shower, he was already leaning on the bed and playing with his mobile phone. When he looked up, he was stunned for several seconds.

Wu He's clothes turned out to be a little too small, the T-shirt was too short, the trousers were also short, his thighs and buttocks were tightly wrapped, and the curve of his waist was clearly visible when he was wiping his hair with a towel.Pei Chu said in disbelief, "You look pretty thin..."

Wu He tugged on his clothes, accidentally revealing a small section of underwear, and immediately pulled it back, looked up at Pei Chu who was wearing a large and comfortable cotton T-shirt: "It's because the teacher is too thin."

Pei Chu was a little embarrassed by the sight, and pulled the quilt to block her exposed legs: "Let's make do."

Wu He went to the mirror to blow his hair, and the changes in the body curves affected by every movement entered Pei Chu's eyes at a glance.Pei Chu watched him finish blowing his hair, straighten his clothes, pour water, turn around...

Holding the cup, Wu He raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Drink?"

"Ah," Pei Chu came back to his senses, "Drink."

Wu He walked to him again, he could smell the same shower gel on him as himself.

This smell tickled his nerves one by one.

While drinking water absently, Wu He suddenly reached out and pulled his clothes.Pei Chu was startled and almost knocked the water over on the bed. Wu He quickly held his hand, and after a brief touch, he quickly took it back.

Wu He pointed to his clothes, with a calm face and even a smile: "The teacher's shoulders were exposed just now."

Calling him "teacher" at this time really feels indescribable.Pei Chu felt that he might be sick, so he got up and put the water glass back on the desk, and let Wu He lie down where he was just now.

Wu He raised his head slightly, looking at him purely and intently.

Under the soft light, Wu He, who was wearing his own clothes and exuding the fragrance of his own shower gel, was very different from the usual Wu He, and he couldn't tell what the difference was.Pei Chu coughed and said, "Sit down well, I'll do the hypnosis, you sleep on the bed, and I'll go to sleep on the sofa after finishing."

Wu He didn't have any objections, found a comfortable position, and lay down more comfortably than in his own home.

The author has something to say: don't worry!I will definitely update it!Today I have become thick and long, I beg for praise and flick my tail.

I was really too busy yesterday, and recently I am so busy that I can’t wait for [-] hours a day, and I am not sleep-deprived all the time orz

And in the next chapter, these two guys should make a lot of progress, so let's take a look at w