honey has fallen

It's the end of another day, and the fiery red sunset casts the last faint twilight through the window.Wu Fei finished what he had in hand, and piled the last stack of data on the twenty-centimeter-thick notebook in front of Yan Buxi's desk.

"Yan Buxi, do you really not need me to help you?" He measured the heavy data book with his fingers. "Even if it's you, it's too exaggerated to calculate so much in two days."

"To be exact, it's 48 hours." Yan Buxi exhaled, calmly pressed his right hand on his lower abdomen, and his stomach began to toss again.He took out his cigarette case and walked out tiredly. "It's okay, I can take care of it, you go back, I'll smoke a cigarette."

No one noticed that his eyebrows were lower than usual, and he deliberately endured the pain to cause this slight abnormality.Wu Fei packed up his things, put away all the used instruments, and cleaned up the hygiene before leaving with another team member. Zhang Mengmeng stood at the door and walked towards the end where he said he didn't like smoking. He hesitated several times, But Yan Buxi looked out of the window without squinting.

Wu Fei probably also understands that Yan Buxi is a person who is pessimistic, and he is really promiscuous, but if he doesn't flirt, he really doesn't want to flirt, and it's useless to chase after him.Before Zhang Mengmeng was directly poked and rejected, he pulled people away based on the principle of doing good deeds, so as to leave face for the little girl.

Standing upstairs, Yan Buxi saw the three of them leaving the laboratory building towards the cafeteria. The cramping pain in his stomach became more and more clear. At the end, there was still half a cigarette left, so he stifled it painfully and threw it into the trash can. inside.Pressing his stomach back to the laboratory, took a cup and took a cup of hot water, sat on a chair and took a sip to drink. When his stomach got better, he half-lyed on the table and started swiping with his mobile phone to order a takeaway. Filling up the Wu Zang Temple, watching the dishes for a long time is either heavy or greasy, even the porridge can't arouse the appetite, I still want to eat the noodles cooked by Tang Yun.

Yan Buxi let go of the phone and dropped the phone, resting his forehead on the table and pressing his stomach uncomfortably.

The door was wide open, and a man wearing a mask and hat stood at the door, against the light, and knocked on the door politely with a plastic bag in his hand.

Yan Buxi raised his head, the sunset light cast from the corridor window dazzled the man's outline with a hazy warm red, although the package was tight, but the smooth and graceful neckline made Yan Buxi recognize at a glance—it was Tang Yun .

"How did you come."

Tang Yun walked in carrying the bag, and Yan Buxi followed him to the front of his eyes. His face was haggard and his hair was disheveled at the moment, and the fine cold sweat oozing from his forehead shone in the twilight. He was so embarrassed when he saw Tang Yun walk away. There was still a smile on his lips when he came over.

Tang Yun took off his mask, saw him covering his stomach, and asked, "Stomach pain?"

"A little bit." Yan Buxi let go of his hand, feeling that this man could cure all diseases, but just looking at his stomach didn't seem so uncomfortable, he lowered his head and pulled the bag in Tang Yun's hand.

Tang Yun lifted it up and put it on the table, and took out the insulated lunch box inside. As soon as the lid was opened, a faint fragrance wafted out.The lunch box is divided into two layers, the bottom one contains the clear water noodles that Yan Buxi has been thinking about all the time, and the top one is a small dish that is not too deep and not shallow, and the meat is hand-cut.

Tang Yun took out a disposable cutlery set, saw his overworked appearance and thoughtfully tore it open for him, took out the wet towel inside, looked up and saw that Yan Buxi was pinching a piece of beef with his fingers and stuffing it into his mouth, and quickly knocked it off with his wrist . "Didn't the teacher teach you to wash your hands after the experiment before eating? What if you get cyanide?"

The author says:

Preview the dialogue that will be in the next chapter.Wu Fei was surprised: "Senior Tang, why are you here?" Tang Yun looked at the sleeping Yan Buxi: "Don't tell him..." Xiao Tang started to lose his horse!Also, I'm sorry, the three-dimensional element has been a little busy recently, so it may be updated every other day, I will try my best to catch up, thank you for your company, refill~