"what?"

The assistant looked at a large bunch of small blue flowers, and didn't dare to move, "Aren't these just..."

"threw."

Bits of scarlet light are annihilated, and a cigarette has just been ignited and then twisted from it, and extinguished.

Luo Wenyun still had the same expression, but the assistant's eyes shook inexplicably when he met him, and he quickly opened the car door and picked up the flower, and then threw it into the trash can right next to him, not letting go of a single petal.

The sound of the engine sounded, and the exhaust gas and the evening wind blew the bouquet of flowers that had been separated due to the rough treatment.

The patter of rain fell.

The falling petals swirled and were washed down the drain by the rain.

The moment Mo Xuzhi rushed to the gate of Jinghua University, it rained heavily.

Mo Xuzhi rolled up his sleeves, which were half wet by the rain, and knocked on the window of the security room.

There was the sound of the window being knocked on the ear, and the security uncle opened the window, and through the dim light, he saw the young man under the light.

His hair was a little wet, and was tossed back casually, a few locks were hanging down in front of his eyes, but he didn't look embarrassed.

The tall young man in a white shirt smiled at him and said, "Don't bother uncle, I don't want to."

"Ha, I know you."

Uncle Security took a closer look at the eyebrows and eyes of the people outside the window, and smiled, "I remembered you when you were still studying here, and it has been more than a year since you graduated."

Mo Xuzhi smiled and nodded: "En."

"Hey, I haven't seen you for over a year."

The security guard waved his hand and said, "The people at the Institute of Science and Technology have already said hello, you just go in directly—by the way, I will lend you this umbrella, so you don't get drenched."

The uncle was very impressed with Mo Xuzhi.

Although he is just a security guard, he still has the heart to seek knowledge. He has gone to see the school speech report several times, and every time the student representative must be reluctant.In addition, many students kept repeatedly mentioning that Senior Mo from the Academy of Science and Technology was amazing and good-looking, and he was also deeply impressed over time.

Mo Xuzhi's smile remained unchanged, he took the umbrella and thanked him, and walked into the school.

Usually at this time, there are people walking in the evening, but today it rains, and there is only a handful of people on the huge walking path.

When the lights are turned on, the figure holding the umbrella is constantly stretched, shortened, stretched, and shortened.

The lights of the security room had disappeared from sight.

Mo Xuzhi wiped off the raindrops that slid down his face, and walked quickly towards the Academy of Science and Technology, looking straight ahead with no expression on his face.

He just came to school yesterday.

Not only yesterday, but a few days ago, he has been here many, many times in a long time.

The security guard's memory has been tampered with.

Mo Xuzhi discovered that as long as there are changes in supporting roles, any changes that the novel thinks will affect the subsequent plot will all be eliminated by pressing the head.

The security guard watched him come and go, still thinking that he hadn't returned to school for more than a year.

In the eyes of the alumni, Mo Xuzhi and the artist Mo Xuzhi are not the same person at all.

This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened, and he has learned to treat it with a normal heart.

The rainwater slid down the tip of the umbrella, hit the ground, and then bounced, mixed with mud and splashed on the trouser legs.

The sound of rain was mixed with faint coughing.

Mo Xuzhi heard the caller's tone very anxious, knew that something must have happened, and there was no delay. Considering that the road directly leading to the Institute of Science and Technology was still being repaired, he made a detour through the dormitory area.

A road that can be opened to traffic separates the men's and women's dormitories. Mo Xuzhi walked on the road near the men's dormitory, his chest itched and coughed twice.

The two coughs seemed to be an omen.

After that it was out of control.

He could walk slowly at first, but then gradually slowed down, and finally reached the point where he couldn't move at all.

Mo Xuzhi bent over and coughed, his arm muscles were no longer under his control, he wanted to take out a handkerchief from his pocket, but after shaking for a long time, he finally hooked his fingernails and touched the handkerchief.

"Cough-cough-"

"Is there any sound outside?"

The windows keep out all the cold outside, several people in the room are playing their own games, and the heating and air-conditioning makes people sleepy lazily.

The boy sitting by the window leaned his head, leaned against the window and looked outside, and found a dark figure next to the street lamp downstairs.

He couldn't see clearly from the reflection of the glass, so he opened the window a little.

There was a man half-bent and standing beside the street lamp. The umbrella fell on the side and was hit by the rain, making a small muffled sound. The sound was covered by the mottled rain, and no one noticed it at all.

"cough"

With another low cough, he stood up straight.

It seemed that he heard the slight movement of the window opening through the heavy rain curtain. The man raised his head and looked straight at him.

Under the cold white light, the originally light-colored pupils appeared a little lighter.

There was still something bloody on his lips, like crushed petals, bright red and bright.

Good, look good.

The boy made a slip of the tongue for a moment, and didn't dare to meet that gaze. His mind was in a mess, and he turned his head to his roommate in reflex and said:

"Mo...Senior Mo is downstairs."

"Who?"

"Senior Mo, the one who graduated last year."

"..."

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps, and everyone in the dormitory put up the glass to admire the legendary god of learning.

They hadn't even looked at it for a while, and someone from an unknown dormitory upstairs also noticed the figure below, and roared out of thin air, successfully attracting everyone's attention.

"Senior—I like you!"

When they saw the people downstairs picking up the umbrellas, they obviously paused.

At first, not many people noticed the situation here, but thanks to the roar, many people stuck their heads out to watch from the women's dormitory opposite.

The voices gradually rose, and the jokes continued one after another.

"Senior, I like you too!"

"Xueshen, when will we hold another lecture?"

"Senior, what are you doing coming back so late? Is the umbrella big enough? Is it enough?"

"..."

Mo Xuzhi picked up the umbrella again, raised the edge of the umbrella a bit, glanced at the dormitory full of people, smiled, waved his hand in a small arc, and stepped into the rain again without answering any questions.

"Senior, I will still vote for you this year as the school belle!"

Mo Xuzhi's foot slipped.

Everyone in the two buildings laughed.

It wasn't until Mo Xuzhi's figure disappeared into the darkness that several people in the dormitory closed the windows.

One of them sat down slowly along the chair and said with emotion: "Senior is so welcome."

"I have been a school beauty for four years in a row, and I will continue to be in front after graduation. The appearance is there."

"The main reason is that he is a good person and powerful. Those seniors in the last class who failed their subjects at the end of their long-term studies relied on him... Now you can only rely on yourself in the final exam. I don't know what hell questions Professor Wang will ask."

"Don't mention it, the civil engineering next door is still tied with grass. It was hard to add people on WeChat before." The boy sitting by the window propped his chin, with a look of enthusiasm, "It's really as good as I said. , very serious and gentle."

"and then?"

"Then I confessed and was rejected."

The narration is concise and direct, and the story has twists and turns.

The roommates fell silent for a moment.

The boy smiled, picked up the phone and shook it, and the call interface flashed by.

"Hey, Brother Ji, how are you doing in the hospital? Guess who went back to school..."

Mo Xuzhi entered the Institute of Science and Technology, put the umbrella borrowed by the security uncle on the umbrella hanging place, entered the changing room, quickly changed into a clean shirt, ignored his hair and pants, and went through several doors in a row for fingerprint unlocking.

A middle-aged man in a white coat was standing at the door of the laboratory, sweating profusely on his forehead. Seeing Mo Xuzhi coming, he heaved a sigh of relief, stepped forward and handed the white coat that was exactly the same as his own to Mo Xuzhi's hand , take him inside.

Mo Xuzhi listened to the man beside him while putting on his clothes.

The man next to him is Li Zhenhua, a professor at Jinghua University and one of the participants in this experiment.

He was very particular about efficiency when speaking, he never said a word of nonsense, he picked the key points in twos and twos, and handed Mo Xuzhi a folder.

Mo Xuzhi took out the glasses in the pocket of his white coat, put them on, and opened the folder.

Li Zhenhua glanced at Mo Xuzhi.

He has never understood the young man beside him.

Gentle to everyone, yet terribly cold and indifferent.

The only thing that can make him have mood swings is probably the experiment at hand.

When he has no expression, he looks very cold. After wearing glasses, the lenses cover most of his emotions, showing a sense of distance.

He was clearly just a junior, but no one in the lab treated him as a fresh graduate.

"Other people are inside, and the information can be read while chatting."

Li Zhenhua pushed open the frosted glass door.

Mo Xuzhi raised his eyes.

Most of the people sitting in the room have young faces.

This is their team.

The gray-haired old man sitting in the middle smiled at him.

The meeting lasted one hour and 54 minutes.Everyone else left one by one, only Mo Xuzhi and the old man stayed in the meeting room, and Li Zhenhua stood outside the door.

Another half hour.

The frosted glass door was opened, Li Zhenhua turned his head, and saw the old man with a faint smile on his face, Mo Xuzhi still had that expression, unable to see through his emotions.

"It's getting late, the child should go back to rest first."

The old man raised his hand to look at his watch, and realized that it was already late at night. Then he remembered that Mo Xuzhi had just said that he would go to work tomorrow, and he was wearing a white coat while talking.

"Leave later."

Mo Xuzhi adjusted his glasses, spread out the folder on the table, and turned to Li Zhenhua, "Professor, can I see a more detailed record of the experiment just now?"

"Yes, it is temporarily stored on the computer, and I will ask someone to print it out."

Li Zhenhua went to get the materials, while Mo Xuzhi poured a cup of coffee and sipped it while leaning against the table.

This is going to stay overnight.

The old man knew that he couldn't persuade him to come back, so he didn't say much.

In fact, Mo Xuzhi is indeed needed in reality. The other children in the team are not bad in theory, but Mo Xuzhi is the only one who takes the lead in practical operation and risk avoidance.

He seemed born to experiment.

If he is not here, many things can only be put on hold temporarily. If the progress can be pushed forward, as far as the result is concerned, it is what they hoped for.

Mo Xuzhi lowered his eyes to look at the document in his hand, and the mist from the coffee cup covered the large lenses and blocked his sight.

a long time.

He chuckled lightly.

In the end, he went back to his old job.

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