honey has fallen

Yan Buxi stood up and went to the sink in the laboratory to wash his hands carefully, not forgetting to play tricks. "Yo~ you care so much about your husband's life."

Seeing that he was walking this way, Tang Yun subconsciously covered his stomach with his wet left hand. "What’s wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Yan Buxi let go of his hand after noticing his gaze, leaving a quick watermark on the belly of the white coat. "Chronic gastroenteritis, I'll be fine if I eat something." He has also suffered from eating and drinking all these years, and he has a good foundation, but he only comes out to make troubles under such harsh conditions.Yan didn't like the chopsticks in Tang Yun's hand, he lowered his head and stirred the somewhat mushy noodles twice, the hot air mixed with the aroma hit his face unexpectedly comfortable, and he started to eat the beef with big mouthfuls.

He himself did not expect that one day people who have eaten all kinds of delicacies would miss such a bowl of meat-free and oil-free clear water vermicelli so much.

Tang Yun leaned on the table opposite him, seeing Yan Buxi gobbling up the big bowl of noodles, as if he hadn't eaten in hundreds of years, he lowered his eyelids to remind him. "Eat slowly." Facing the light, the cold sweat on Yan Buxi's forehead glistened against the skin, Tang Yun paused and said, "I'll go buy some medicine for you."

Yan Buxi took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and asked vaguely, "Do you know where the infirmary is?" He is not a hero with high ambitions, he knows how to take medicine when he is sick, and if he didn't have time, he would not have survived until now.

Tang Yun gave a "hmm", picked up the mask he had put down on the table, put it on, and walked out in a leisurely manner. "I passed by when I came."

Yan Buxi didn't think carefully about why he would pass by the infirmary in the northeast corner when he came in from the south gate, but lowered his head and continued to eat the clear water noodles he had been thinking about.

Tang Yun was walking on the campus road, and the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wafted intermittently. The tall trees on both sides of the road cast shade, and students walked on the road in groups.At the entrance of the dessert shop, a boy squeezed out from the crowd and handed the ice cream cone to the girl who had been waiting for a long time. The girl took a bite happily and accidentally rubbed the cream on her cheek. The boy rubbed it with his thumb while teasing her. "Like a child."

like a child.

This sentence also came to Tang Yun's ears, with the same doting and cheerful tone, every time he ate dessert, Yan Buxi said the same about him.The corners of the mouth covered by the mask raised up involuntarily.

He went to the infirmary to buy several over-the-counter medicines for gastroenteritis. When the aunt handed the medicines to him, she recognized him from the voice, looked at the familiar eyes above the mask and smiled and said, "Xiaoyun, I haven't seen you for a long time." Now, are you busy with competitions recently?"

"En." Tang Yun replied with a faint smile, without any reminiscence, and left after paying.

When he returned to the laboratory with the medicine, Yan Buxi was throwing up on the water table.Tang Yun entered the door in two quick steps, holding his arms to guide his back. "What's the matter?" The noodles he made should be fine, and the beef he bought was freshly cooked, so it wouldn't make people vomit.

"It's okay, I ate too fast." Yan Buxi turned on the faucet, flushed all the things he spit out, took a handful of water to rinse his mouth, and washed his face by the way, the cold water splashed on his face made him feel dazed His mind cleared up a little, and the water droplets slid down along the outline of the blade and dripped on the table. His eyelashes were thick and long, and they turned black after being wet. He held on to the water table for a long time to breathe before he gradually stabilized.

Tang Yun supported his arm, saw that his face was pale, and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"It's okay." Yan Buxi turned around, slowly sat down heavily on the nearest stool, leaned back on the back of the chair and lowered his eyelids to rest tiredly, although he didn't want to admit it, but he was really tired.

Even if Wu Fei and the others praised him so much, he is still a human being who has eaten human food for more than 20 years.After so long of high-intensity work, there is still a wound on the arm that hasn't healed, and I haven't eaten much. It's barely enough for my body to last until now.

"Tang Yun." Yan Buxi leaned on the back of the chair and squinted his eyes, his voice was low and hoarse, without the usual provocative and coquettish, as if he was asking for help, he said weakly and pitifully: "Come here, let me lean in, okay? "

Tang Yun hesitated for a while, seeing his haggard and weak appearance, finally walked over.Yan Buxi felt him sitting next to him, closed his eyes, tilted his head and fell heavily on Tang Yun's lap.

Tang Yun: "You—"

"You smell so good." Yan Buxi didn't do anything too much, just lay down obediently, smelling the fragrance of white orchids on Tang Yun's body, it was the same as when he was in the noisy Internet cafe and the smoky barbecue at the beginning. The store smells the same, clean and fresh without any change.

Tang Yun lowered his eyelids, and saw that Yan Buxi's dyed brown hair was half a finger long black at the root, so he stretched out his hand to touch it by accident. "It's time for you to cut your hair."

"Okay." Yan Buxi put his hands on his knees, but in this crude environment, he seemed as safe and comfortable as sleeping on Simmons. "Listen to you……"

Usually Yan Buxi's hair is not allowed to be touched by anyone, but Tang Yun is an exception for some reason.

His exhausted body was crushed, Yan Buxi whispered, "I'll sleep for a while, call me in 10 minutes."

The sound of even breathing came from the legs, and Yan Buxi fell asleep between these two sentences.

Tang Yun knew that his body had reached its limit and he needed a good rest. After 10 minutes passed, he still sat there quietly and did not disturb him until his legs became numb for two rounds. There was no sound of students passing by outside the window. Tang Yun looked at the wall Hanging watch, already twelve o'clock in the morning.Carefully moved his knees, put his palms under Yan Buxi's head, moved his legs out from under them little by little, took a stack of books from the table sideways and put them under his head for him to pillow on.After doing all this, Tang Yun let out a small sigh of relief.

Tang Yun packed up Yan Buxi's leftover garbage and walked out, but he didn't leave. He put the garbage at the door and then turned back. Droopy stood at the table flipping through the two piles of experimental data. I don’t like the ones that have been calculated. The thick stack has not been calculated. There are four fonts in total, which were written by four people in the research team. Tang Yun knew that he didn’t like words when he saw the wanton Xingkai, so he flipped to the middle At that time, he paused with his fingertips, pulled out the card, looked at the data obtained from the experiment and compared the split cycle, turned his head to look at the sleeping Yan Buxi, and smiled helplessly. "The data is all wrong."

He's not someone who likes to meddle in other people's business, and in his heart, he deserves it if he doesn't like walking around the streets and chatting.But that one is not Yan Buxi's handwriting, it is the result of someone else's test.When Yan Buxi calculates here, he will find mistakes. According to this person's calculation speed, it may be too late to try again at that time.

Tang Yun looked at the man's soft hair hanging down his face, sleeping very peacefully. He breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the white coat that he didn't know who was in a ball, took a pair of plastic gloves from the drawer, and lowered it as much as possible. The voice turned on the instrument, took out the beaker, esophagus and rubber tube, and recalculated.

The chemical experiments were missed by a tiny bit, and one wrong step was wrong. Tang Yun re-corrected the stack of wrong data while operating the experiment.After finishing all this and returning the things to their original places, it was past four o'clock. Tang Yun sat at the table and looked at Yan Buxi who was still sleeping deeply. I could hear the ticking of the hands of the clock on the wall, and after a while there was the subtle rustling of the pen tip across the paper.

Wu Fei pushed open the door with his lunch in hand, and saw Tang Yun sitting at the central table with his eyelids lowered, holding an atomic brush and calculating, and the soy milk in his hand was squeezed out. "Don—"

Tang Yun frowned, put his index finger on his lips and made a silent movement, and looked back at the person who was sleeping soundly on the stool. This person was too sleep-deprived. Qing Piao waved her hand, signaling Wu Fei to go out.

It was meal time, and the sounds of students talking and bicycles and motorcycles came in from the open windows in the corridor. Tang Yun slowed down and closed them to isolate the outside sound from the laboratory.Wu Fei rubbed the soy milk on his hand and asked awkwardly, "Senior Tang, why are you here? Teach him..."

"I didn't come here to see the professor." Tang Yun stood in front of the window, his lower eyelids had dark circles due to staying up late. "When will your data be handed in?"

Unlike Yan Buxi who is approachable and approachable, standing beside Tang Yun, Wu Fei always feels ashamed and guilty. "Tomorrow afternoon, I'm afraid I won't be able to figure out if I don't like Yan, so I'll come to help."

Now it seems that he is overthinking it.

Tang Yun asked: "Is he alone?"

Wu Fei quickly explained. "It's not that we bullied him, it's that he wants to do it alone. He doesn't come on weekdays, so we leave the data to him, but this time the professor—" Wu Fei glanced at the expressionless Tang Yun, After repeating the wording, I said it. "It's a stroke of genius, so..." I started to boil my liver.

Tang Yun lowered his eyes. This person seemed to be like this all the time. He was foolish but very righteous, making people feel safe.He led Wu Fei into the laboratory, sat at the table and finished counting the last small stack, stacked them together and pushed towards him.

Wu Fei slipped his Adam's apple and swallowed, staring dumbfounded at the thick stack of brain cells. This man calculated the amount of these ordinary people for three weeks in one night and one morning.

Ghost genius Tang Yunhu, the legend does not deceive me.

Tang Yun gently put the pen on the table, his voice was very soft, showing a trace of exhaustion that could not be concealed. "If Xiaoyan asks, just say it's up to you. Don't tell him, don't mention me." Before going out, Tang Yun looked back at Yan Buxi who was still sleeping. This man managed to sleep soundly.

"He's too tired, don't wake him up."

The author says:

Xiao Tang is very popular, but why doesn't Xiao Yan, who is in the same department, know each other.Because this melon boy usually doesn't go to class, doesn't do business, and only cares about eating, drinking and having fun, and doesn't even pay attention to his tutor's name, let alone who is the best in the department.Secondly, Xiao Tang is a few years older than him, yes, this is the next year!