Sir, what if it's too cold?

Even Xu Muran himself didn't expect that when mentioning Zhou Qing, the first thing that came to mind was Lan Fu's dessert shop.

She doesn't know her colleagues and friends well, nor does she know much about her work. The only thing she has a little connection with is the bowl of fluffy ice that will be poured at her feet.

At noon on weekdays, the store is deserted, and a young girl with a ponytail is playing with her mobile phone with her legs crossed.

Xu Muran walked over and knocked on the table in front of her: "Your boss... no, your boss's sister, has she been to the store recently?"

"No... no, who are you?" The little girl put down her phone and stared at her vigilantly: "Ask about our boss's personal affairs when you come up?"

She tried her best to smile, and waved the VIP card in front of the other party: "I'm a friend of hers. Recently, she couldn't get through on the phone. I was afraid that something might happen to her, and I didn't know where she lived, so I came here to ask." ask."

"Oh—" The other party nodded knowingly, lowered his voice and gossiped, "She's been a little troubled recently."

"how?"

"I heard that her boss was arrested, or something...academic fraud?"

Xu Muran nodded, his long eyelashes drooping, unable to see his emotions clearly: "And then?"

"The little boss seems to be very busy now, saying that he needs to prepare materials for those inspections, otherwise he will be fired and fined."

After she finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue again, and said nervously: "By the way, if you see her, don't tell her that I'm chewing my tongue behind my back!"

"Of course." She took out a 50 yuan note from her wallet and put it on the table: "Please."

Xu Muran was walking on the street, but his heart could not calm down.

What else can she do?Think again, sure, there must be something else...

Hand-brewed silk stockings milk tea, "Ding Li Bang Bang" added three pieces of ice, she held the cup with both hands, the coolness seeped from her fingertips, and slowly spread to her limbs.

Just when she was lost in thought and her thoughts were about to stop functioning, the three words finally entered the mouthpiece like a meander.

——Xu Zhiyang.

As soon as the idea appeared, she felt that there was something to be said about it.

I always feel that he should know something.

With her mind set, she quickly turned on her phone and sent Xu Zhiyang a WeChat message.

Mumu's private room meow: Excuse me, are you there?

Mu Mu's private room meow: I want to ask you something about Zhou Qing.

After 10 minutes, the message was sent back like a turtle crawling: Mr. Zhou?What's up with her?

……

This is not right.Even the people hired by Lan Fu's shop knew about Zhou Qing, so Xu Zhiyang had no reason not to know.

She was a little surprised, but still suppressed the doubts in her heart and continued to type: she...she's not in a good condition recently, and it's hard to say.when are you free?Can we meet and chat?

Xu Zhiyang: I'm sorry, I'm not very convenient, I've been very busy recently.

Facing the other party's rejection, Xu Muran did not give up.

Mu Mu's private house meow: I can cooperate with your time, it won't be long, half an hour is enough.

This time the wait was longer and longer than last time.

She knocked on the handle of the seat patiently, and after 10 minutes, she finally waited for the other party to say: "Then now, I'm at school."

The moment he saw Xu Zhiyang, Xu Muran was shocked.

Being alone, why...why did you suddenly become like this?

In the deserted coffee shop, she looked at the boy wearing a black mask, black baseball cap, and black sportswear in front of her, almost thinking that she was here to meet the special agent.

He sat down in front of Xu Muran, raised the brim of his baseball cap slightly, and said in a tired tone, "I'm busy, so I'll be straightforward."

Xu Muran stared at his bloodshot eyes, and said cautiously: "Zhou Qing...is in the detention center."

To be honest, she didn't believe that Xu Zhiyang didn't know about it, but she didn't know why he had such a negative attitude towards it.Although she didn't know Xu Zhiyang well, she always felt that this was not like him.

How could someone who would find a teacher to discuss opinions on papers with his teacher in his spare time, or someone who was so close to come in without knocking on the door, how could he be so indifferent to the other party?

She saw Xu Zhiyang's back tremble: "Well, what does it have to do with me?"

"Hmm..." Xu Muran felt more and more strange, "It's not that it has anything to do with you, but I just want to ask... Did she encounter any difficulties at work before this? For example, someone made things difficult for her..."

"Sister." Xu Zhiyang interrupted her abruptly, with an even more indifferent look on his face: "To Teacher Zhou, I am just an ordinary student. I don't know much about the project she is doing now, let alone me. You will know what difficulties she has encountered at work... If you want to find answers from me, you may be asking the wrong person. "

Xu Muran hesitated to speak, and finally closed his mouth.

She can't force others to do something for Zhou Qing.

"Yes, I was negligent." She leaned back on the back of the soft sofa, closed her eyes, smiled wearily, and then sighed: "Recently, I'm so tired."

Every day is spent in tension and sleepless nights.

Looking forward to every second, the next second, she will be able to stand in front of him.

Xu Zhiyang crossed his fingers on his knees and lowered his head so low that he could only see the top of his head when he looked straight up.

"She must have suffered a lot in there." Xu Muran said softly.

She didn't look forward to talking to anyone, but suddenly wanted to vent her recent lack of energy.

"A person like her who has been standing on the top of the cloud suddenly falls into the mud, and there will always be some discomfort."

"Academic falsification, do you believe it?" She seemed to be asking Xu Zhiyang, and seemed to be talking to herself, her slightly pale lips opened and closed without makeup, "I don't believe it. Besides, she is an academic person, you should Knows better than I do. I can't understand a single word of what she studies."

She has seen Zhou Qing stay up until dawn because of lesson preparation, and she has also seen her frowning and thinking hard at the complicated formulas on the screen.She once secretly flipped through her draft paper, and her words penetrated the back of the paper, absolutely unambiguous.

But I don't want to, the painstaking efforts behind this will be splashed with a basin of sewage.

Xu Muran propped his chin, glanced at Xu Zhiyang, and said slowly: "Zhou Qing mentioned you in front of me."

Xu Zhiyang moved his shoulders with some discomfort: "...Huh?"

"She said that Xu Zhiyang is very smart and a physics student."

At that time, she was nestling on the sofa chasing romance dramas, while Zhou Qing was watching materials with a tablet computer.Looking at it, Zhou Qing suddenly said: "Xu Zhiyang."

Xu Muran raised his eyebrows, feigning anger: "You mentioned another man's name in front of me?"

"That's not what I meant," Zhou Qing handed her the peeled orange on the coffee table, and said with a smile, "This kid is pretty smart."

She stretched her head over to look at her tablet screen. It was obvious that the writing was all Chinese characters, which could be read separately but not read together. It was like the profound cheats in martial arts novels. The danger of going mad.

Xu Muran was so dizzy, he could only raise his hands in surrender: "What is this? It's, uh, a paper written by Xu Zhiyang?"

"Well," Zhou Qing took a sip of tea, probably because the cooling time was just right, and the tea soup was warm, and she ran all the way into her throat, squinting her eyes in a dazed way: "The HPLC method for the determination of optical isomers , have a future, and if you study hard, it will not be a problem for you to graduate or go abroad.”

Xu Muran drank the coffee in his cup, stared at the brown stains for a few seconds, lowered his eyes and smiled: "Sorry, I lost my composure."

She stood up and buttoned the cuffs of her shirt: "It took you half an hour."

Xu Zhiyang didn't look up at her, his palms were clenched tightly, his knuckles turned white: "What's your relationship with Zhou Qing?"

This question came unexpectedly, Xu Muran was taken aback, and replied: "Friendship."

After all, a girlfriend is also a friend, so what she said is not a lie.

"Ah," Xu Zhiyang smiled, "You two are falling in love."

She took a guilty breath: "What did you say?"

The other party turned her wrist, and did not linger too much on this question. Instead, she asked her the question she had asked on social software word by word: "You said, if a person does something wrong, Will there be retribution?"

His tone was too serious, which made Xu Muran also serious: "Heaven is clear, retribution is not good. But, of course," she added immediately, "If you sincerely repent, the situation will definitely change."

"Really?" Xu Zhiyang also stood up. He was more than 20 centimeters taller than her, standing in front of her like an insurmountable wall: "Does God listen to those who make mistakes?"

The strange man's breath was too close to him, Xu Muran took a few steps back uncomfortably, and came to a safe distance: "Yes, I said, as long as you sincerely want to admit your mistake."

"Okay, then I'll say it."

"Zhou Qing went in because I did it. I went to her laboratory and stole the most critical calculation data. This means that this experiment is difficult to repeat in a short period of time. It is enough to say that her academic attitude is not good enough." gone."

"However," his eyes were calm, so flat that no emotion could be seen, "My original intention was not to tarnish her reputation. There is another person behind this matter, who I don't know. You have to ask Zhou Qing. I was also threatened, and the man said that if I don’t compromise, he will publish fake gossip about Zhou Qing.”

"How could I let her do this?" Xu Zhiyang raised his hand, covered his eyes, and his voice trembled: "After all, I like her as much as you do."

——This incident was caused by my despicableness.

——Please also allow the despicable me to finish it with my own hands.