When Zhu Sui came out of the unit, he took a file bag.

Thinking of what the superior Team Yu told him, it was funny, and he shook his head while laughing. It was really unexpected that one day he would also experience the feeling of being a dude.

After walking a few steps, probably because he was really worried, the phone came out again.

"You team, is there anything left to explain?" Zhu Sui asked knowingly.

The superior didn't fight with Zhu Sui, and just told him, "Think about this task carefully, if you really don't want to go, just forget it, don't bring your personal emotions..."

"Can it be counted directly?"

"Of course, in principle, you are the most suitable person for us, and you have first-class merit. After this matter is over, you can be promoted..."

Zhu Sui: "Actually, I'm not in such a rush for promotion. After all, I'm only 22 this year and I'm still young. I'm the You team. Can we discuss it? Every time I make a meritorious service, I will be promoted to the military rank. This is almost the end of the promotion. Next time Can I get a raise in salary?"

The other side was very silent, and retorted: "I'm not in a hurry to get promoted, I want to raise my salary... Is Miss Zhuer short of that money?"

"I'm missing...it's not missing, but I've been promoted several times, and I didn't see you promoting me out of the ordinary!"

"..."

Well, needless to say, this is emotional.

The superior knew that some things were too much to go too far, so he stopped persuading him and asked Zhu Sui to think about it.

Zhu Sui was single-handedly picked up by Team You, and Team You knew what she was like, so he didn't worry too much.

Zhu Sui also knew that Team You was right about him, so he grabbed a handful of hair and hung up.

Thinking about going to the Military Medical University next time, he felt better again, so he put all the crap about work behind him for the time being.

After registering the license plate and entering the military medical university, I saw the WeChat message sent by Song Zhen. Zhu Sui felt a little strange. After thinking about it, it was a coincidence that I parked the car. I happened to bump into Song Zhen’s colleague Zuo Tian on the road. The last time I sent Song Zhen When they came back and met each other, Zhu Sui stretched out his hand to say hello, Zuo Tian also remembered Zhu Sui, and laughed instantly.

Song Zhen and Cheng Lang's house was bought behind the Military Medical University. At that time, it was convenient and close to get off work, but now Song Zhen was hindered, so she had to go to see Cheng Lang.

Few people know about her marriage with Cheng Lang, mainly because there was no wedding at that time, and Cheng Lang's mission to go abroad came urgently. In order to reassure her, Cheng Lang got a marriage certificate with her before leaving, saying yes Husband and wife, in essence, two people were no different from lovers at that time.

Then he came back after leaving for two years. Cheng Lang proved with his actions that even if he had a marriage certificate, it wasn't worth it!

Because of the division, Song Zhen didn't dare to be alone with Cheng Lang in the small space at home even though there was a temporary mark. After thinking about it, they finally made an appointment at a coffee shop not far away.

Song Zhen left and printed out another divorce agreement just in case.

Sitting down face to face, the waiter had just brought the coffee when he saw Song Zhen push the document with the words "divorce agreement" in the middle of the table, with a calm and decisive expression, not at all sad about the impending divorce.

Huh, it's a werewolf, the waiter decided in his heart.

When the waiter left, Cheng Lang looked at the agreement that she deliberately ignored in the apartment, and said with a wry smile: "Do you have to do this? I haven't said anything yet!"

Song Zhen lowered his eyes, and the hand that was stirring the coffee with the spoon trembled involuntarily, but overall he remained decent.

He also spoke in a very orderly manner, and said decently: "There is nothing to say. We were together because we liked each other. Now that...some things have disappeared, we don't have to make things difficult for each other."

Cheng Lang was amazed at Song Zhen again, unbelievable, "But you haven't asked me anything yet?"

Which couple divorces like this, no, and it shouldn't be so calm!

Cheng Lang even felt for a moment that everything in the past was his own wishful thinking. Song Zhen never really cared about her, so he let go so decisively.

It's like... getting rid of some burden.

"You should know, I have seen it in the most intuitive way, what else do I need to ask you?" Song Zhen looked up at Cheng Lang without avoiding it.

If it wasn't for the haggard look on her face, it would be really cold-hearted just to deal with it.

Cheng Lang choked up.

Song Zhenhui misunderstood, and continued, "Then what do you want me to ask you, what do you think I should ask you?"

"Why did you cheat?"

"Why don't words count?"

"Or, those ridiculous plots in TV dramas, discussing the bitter scenes of do you love me or her?"

Cheng Lang was silent.

Song Zhen smiled wryly, the spoon in his hand fell off in an instant, his fingertips trembled uncontrollably, he subconsciously clenched his fist, put his hand under the table and hid it calmly, trying to restrain his emotions.

"What happened is what happened. No matter what a person says, seeing what she does is the deepest thought in her heart, isn't it?"

"You didn't chase after me that day... Cheng Lang, although I haven't asked you, you have submitted the answer sheet to me more than once with your actions. As for what you want to hear..."

"Those my pains, I think they need to be digested by myself, and there is no need to put them on the surface to embarrass each other, that's right."

The emotion rushed to the peak, and was suppressed firmly by Song Zhensheng.

Reaching out to push the divorce agreement in front of Cheng Lang again, Song Zhen said almost mechanically: "The division of property and the handover of things are all written neatly and fairly. I don't think you will have any objections, but you Better yet..."

"I don't want a divorce right now."

Cheng Lang, who originally wanted to play the emotional card, was disrupted by Song Zhenzhi's series of words.

Song Zhen was stunned for a moment, and noticed the word "temporary", and the indescribable disappointment in his heart was getting bigger and bigger, and he said bluntly, "Then maybe it's up to you, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Lang went all out regardless, and said abruptly, "Your enthusiasm for the research and development of Z reagent has never been less than mine, and even your contribution is no less than mine."

"Song Zhen, let me tell you one more thing. The chief of the adenosine department was transferred when I returned to China."

The two sentences seemed to have nothing to do with each other, but Song Zhen's heart skipped a beat when he heard it.

Song Zhen held his breath, "What do you want to say?"

Cheng Lang took a deep breath, "I didn't want to do this, but you never gave me a chance to speak..."

"Since you don't have feelings for me anymore, what about the research? Do you still want the painstaking efforts of so many years?"

"What do you mean?!" Feeling vaguely aware of what Cheng Lang was going to say, Song Zhen widened his eyes in disbelief.

Amid Song Zhen's uneasiness, Cheng Lang confirmed her guess and said, "I just hope to get a divorce a few months later. If you insist on divorce now, you know that the laboratory of the Military Medical University is just a subsidiary of the scientific research institute. ..."

"When I officially become the section chief, I have the right to terminate the affiliated laboratory."

"You are not a soldier, and if you are not a member of the military, once the affiliated laboratory is disbanded, in your capacity, you must never touch the core of this research."

"It's okay for you to be ruthless to me. Are you willing to give up all your hard work for so many years?"

clang-

The coffee cup was knocked down by Song Zhen.

They have been together for six years, and they grew up with their childhood sweethearts. Song Zhen knows Cheng Lang's thoughts, and Cheng Lang doesn't know Song Zhen's weakness.

It used to be scientific research and her.

Now without her, there is only research left.

"Cheng Lang, don't go too far!" Song Zhen's voice trembled.

Cheng Lang couldn't bear it, turned his head away, and repeated, "I just want to delay the divorce a few months."

"you……"

"The research institute still has something to do at night, so that's it, you think about it."

Cheng Lang left.

Song Zhen sat in the same place for a long time, her mind was blank. If it was heartache when she said it, then after Cheng Lang left, she could say that the other party almost emptied her heart.

Comparing the two, it turned out that what he saw that night was not enough to hurt her, and there were more things that could pierce her.

Song Zhen closed his eyes and covered his face with his hands, frowning, his eyes turned red just thinking about it.

There was a slight sound of a stool, and Song Zhen was startled, before opening his eyes, he heard a familiar voice.

"No wonder you didn't tell her about the division, and scum, there is really nothing to talk about!"

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