After not being a stand-in, I became a heartthrob

Wang Zhifeng took out his certain cotton baby blindfold and put it on his eyes, and smoothed his hair.

Mo Xuzhi rested his head on his palm and said, "Call me in 10 minutes."

In the end, he still couldn't enjoy Wang Zhifeng's wake-up service, and was disturbed by the noisy voice outside.

The door has been left open today, and the sound from outside can easily enter the office.

Wang Zhifeng should have gone out just now, but now he is still sitting next to him, but there is an extra thermos on the table.

He was slowly flipping through the materials, and it seemed that the book work should have been completed.

Mo Xuzhi lifted the blindfold and squinted his eyes for a while, then put on his glasses and touched the keyboard again.

"Wait for me for 10 minutes, it will be ready soon."

He gets into work easily, and the document pages on the computer change quickly.

There was no one else in the office except them, and the sound of typing on the keyboard was amplified infinitely.

It's getting louder and louder outside.

"Teacher Wang, Teacher Wang."

Mo Xuzhi didn't take his eyes off the screen, he tilted his head slightly, trying to move the hair that blocked his view to the side, and said, "The hair is covering the eyes."

Wang Zhifeng stood up and stood behind Mo Xuzhi, took the hair tie that had been on his wrist and expertly tied Mo Xuzhi.

Now there is nothing to block the view.

Mo Xuzhi continued to work hard with his head scratched.

"No way."

"Ok?"

"The reporter is at the door."

Mo Xuzhi looked up, and met the reporter who was standing at the door and was about to knock on the door.

Behind the reporter was a group of photographers and lighting engineers, and next to it was a researcher who was selected to lead the reporter.

That researcher happened to be Ji Bowen.

From a distance, the two looked at each other.Mo Xuzhi's face was expressionless, and Ji Bowen's eyes flickered.

Mo Xuzhi immediately thought of the thing on his head, and then thought again, anyway, he had already seen it, and it didn't make much difference whether he took it off or not.

So he was lazy and didn't move.

Ji Bowen looked away and said, "I'll show them around."

Mo Xuzhi nodded.

Ji Bowen told the reporter: "It's lunch break now, all... except for them, the researchers have gone to have lunch break."

The photographer carried the camera and scanned the room.

The office is not tidy, there are piles of documents everywhere, many of which are invalid laboratory reports, and some other things, although a bit messy, but these are the result of the people in the office trying their best to clean up.

"This is the laboratory, and most of the machines in it are developed by the academy itself, with all intellectual property rights. Here..."

While Ji Bowen took the reporter to visit, Mo Xuzhi took the time to type a few words, browsed through the document and found no problems, and then sent it out, then turned off the computer.

He waited for the reporter to leave and had dinner with Wang Zhifeng.

He asked Wang Zhifeng quietly just now, and the dishes Wang Zhifeng brings are all his favorite dishes.

The reporter didn't leave, and after walking around the office, he arrived at Mo Xuzhi's desk.

She asked some questions, most of which were blocked by Wang Zhifeng, while Mo Xuzhi was in charge and smiled politely.

"The next question is what I personally want to ask Academician Mo..."

Mo Xuzhi immediately waved his hand: "Just call me Mo Xuzhi or Team Leader Mo."

Just as Wang Zhifeng is not used to being called the dean, he is also not used to being called an academician or chief executive.

It is more comfortable to call the name or the team leader.

"Alright, Team Leader Mo."

The reporter changed his words quickly and said, "Recently, netizens on the Internet are apologizing to you. What do you think?"

Mo Xuzhi raised his eyebrows.

Is there such a thing?

Wang Zhifeng turned on the phone on the side, tapped it a few times, browsed through it, and handed the phone to Mo Xuzhi.

Mo Xuzhi glanced roughly, and indeed the screen was full of apologies, and some even wrote small essays, which seemed to be very sincere.

"Why did they apologize?" he asked.

The reporter didn't expect him to ask this question, so he paused and said, "I apologize for my inappropriate words and deeds before."

"Then there's no need for an apology."

The reporter asked: "Then will you forgive them?"

"There is no such thing as forgiveness," Mo Xuzhi said, "I know my position, and I have never expected them before. I don't really care about the comments on the Internet. Instead of apologizing to me, I would rather apologize to myself. Everyone, including ourselves, should learn to be responsible for our words and deeds."

He smiled, his tone was very light, "I don't feel anything, I'm just a little disappointed."

This emotion came and went quickly, and it didn't have much effect on him at all.

He smiled easily and indifferently, but the reporter was a little speechless, as if something was pressing in his heart, and he was a little out of breath.

Compared with "unforgiveness", a light "disappointment" makes people feel more uncomfortable.

Sensing the reporter's emotions, Mo Xuzhi took off his glasses, and changed the topic again with a few words.

The reporter smiled again and asked Wang Zhifeng, who had been sitting next to Mo Xuzhi as a human back, and said, "I want to ask Wang on behalf of many netizens..." She paused.

Mo Xuzhi said, "Professor Wang."

"...Ask Professor Wang a question, may I ask?"

"can."

The reporter smiled and said, "Everyone is very concerned about you, and I want to ask Professor Wang if he has found a partner now."

Wang Zhifeng lowered his head and met Mo Xuzhi's gaze.

Ji Bowen stood aside, suddenly thought of something, his expression changed, his fingers moved unconsciously, and his heart beat faster.

Facing the eyes of everyone, Wang Zhifeng smiled and said, "Thanks to your concern, I found him, he is very good."

He looks cold, and when he smiles like this, it looks like a glacier is melting, and his whole body smells like a spring breeze.

Ji Bowen lowered his eyes.

"In the future, I will definitely..." The reporter paused, his eyes widened, "Did you find it?"

Reporters feel a little magical.

Netizens were still saying the day before that he didn't have a date, but one got out today.

It doesn't look like he just recruited a temporary partner.

"Well, it's someone I've been waiting for for a long time." Wang Zhifeng said, "I think I'm very lucky."

Mo Xuzhi's illness was not good for a day, so he just waited day by day. He was even ready to stay by Mo Xuzhi's side as a friend for the rest of his life.

Then came the surprise.

He was probably the luckiest guy.

Mo Xuzhi looked up at him and said, "Liar."

Obviously he was the one who confessed first, but within two days, he actually said that he had waited for a long time.

"What about Team Leader Mo?"

The reporter's eyes shifted from Wang Zhifeng to Mo Xuzhi again, and asked, "Is Team Leader Mo interested?"

Mo Xuzhi nodded.

"fertile……"

The photographer behind almost called out.

His relaxed nod almost didn't scare their hearts out.

The reporter just asked casually, they didn't expect that Mo Xuzhi had actually talked about it, and dared to say it so directly.

The two of them chatted as they talked, and they didn't have any shadows before, but today they directly got out of the two partners. Their mental quality is poor, and they really can't stand it.

The reporter adjusted his expression and asked, "Then do you think the other party has any advantages?"

"Advantages..." Mo Xuzhi looked up at Wang Zhifeng again, and nodded pertinently, "He looks good, can cook, is a nice person, and has strong working ability."

He added, "It would be better if I didn't come to check on the post at 03:30 to see if I stayed up late."

Wang Zhifeng smiled.

The reporter and his team always felt a little sour.

Hearing what he said, they are all living together.

I didn't expect him to move so fast.

Although the reporter wanted to continue asking, he knew how to measure it. He stood up and said "excuse me" and was about to leave, but when he glanced away, he suddenly saw something on Mo Xuzhi's desk and stopped.

On Mo Xuzhi's desktop, apart from the documents, there is also a small rocket that looks very delicate. In front of the small rocket is a single wooden test tube rack. There is also a test tube on the test tube rack. It is a colored solution with a small piece of floc in it, which looks quite nice.

"Are you watching this?"

Mo Xuzhi followed the reporter's line of sight and saw the test tube rack. He thought she was looking at this, so he explained, "This is copper hydroxide solution. You can drip it when you can't calm down. It's easy to drink when it's just dripped." It looks good, as long as the ratio is correct, it will feel like ice crystals."

He sighed, "It doesn't work now, the Chemical Institute has become stingy, saying that if I want copper hydroxide, I have to charge money."

Wang Zhifeng tried his best not to laugh.

The reporter said she was looking at the little rocket.

Mo Xuzhi picked up the little rocket and said, "This is a colleague..."

"Team leader, haven't you eaten yet?"

A researcher entered the office with a file bag, and at the first sight he saw Mo Xuzhi holding a rocket model.

The second thing I saw was the reporter on the side.

The reporter is also very familiar with it.

The reporter also saw him.

The reporter glanced at him, then at Mo Xuzhi.

She suddenly realized:

"It turns out that Team Leader Mo is the Team Leader Mo you mentioned."

She spoke as if she was playing charades, but those who had read the previous reports quickly reacted.

The researcher's smile disappears.

Mo Xuzhi gradually realized something was wrong.

Half of the people in the room fell silent, except for Mo Xuzhi and the researcher, the rest of the people were holding back their laughter.

After the reporter and Ji Bowen left, Mo Xuzhi began to read the interview clips about the rocket launch base a few years ago.

After seeing the crucial paragraph, Team Leader Mo lost his expression, and the little twitch on his head slid down a bit.

"Wang Zhifeng."

"Ok?"

"When do you think we can settle on Mars? Can Mo Xiaobao adapt to the environment on Mars?"

After the lunch break, all the researchers came back.

They found that after a short lunch break, their team leader seemed to become more haggard.

Automatically ignoring other lines of sight, the phone rang, Mo Xuzhi put the documents aside and picked up the phone. After looking at it, he found that it was an unfamiliar call.

"Hi, may I ask if you are..."

"Mo Xuzhi, I want to meet you."

Mo Xuzhi took the pen in his hand and twirled it around, then said lightly: "I have to go to work, if I have nothing else to do, I will hang up."

"I'll wait for you at the gate of Beijing after you get off work."

Mo Xuzhi hung up the phone.

After that, he paused, picked up his phone again and blocked the strange number as well.

It was Xue Feng who called.

He blocked Xue Feng, thinking that the bridge was going back to the bridge, but he didn't expect him to call from another number.

Shen Le's professional ability seems to be much worse than he thought, and he actually let Xue Feng run around.

After getting off work, the others packed up their things and rushed out of the office one after another, with Mo Xuzhi and Wang Zhifeng walking slowly behind.

This afternoon, the road from the school gate to the entrance of the Institute of Science and Technology is under repair. Researchers who want to leave the school have to walk to another station, and then take the bus to the school gate.

Wang Zhifeng put down his phone and said, "There is a traffic jam at the school, and the driver parked the car at the school gate."

Mo Xuzhi wiped his face.

Things collided all of a sudden.

He didn't really want to communicate with Xue Feng if he wanted something to do.

The school gate is blocked, and the school bus can only go to a place a certain distance from the school gate, and then you need to walk by yourself.

Mo Xuzhi stood by the green belt and looked up at the school gate, and saw Xue Feng standing at the school gate at a glance.

It's not because of anything else, but mainly because the flowers in his hand are too conspicuous.

Frowning slightly, Mo Xuzhi turned his head and said to Wang Zhifeng:

"Mr. Wang, please leave the iced coffee to me."

Wang Zhifeng didn't speak, just looked at him like this.

Mo Xuzhi sighed: "Hot coffee, any flavor is fine."

Wang Zhifeng nodded: "Okay."

Mo Xuzhi pinched Wang Zhifeng's index finger and said, "Then I'll wait for you at the school gate."

Wang Zhifeng smiled and nodded.

With no one around, Mo Xuzhi buried his head and walked towards the school gate.

Many people at the school gate were looking at Xue Feng.

This is a school, and most of the people who come and go are students. Xue Feng is good-looking, wearing a suit, and holding a large bouquet of flowers in his hand. He looks like he wants to confess to someone on the spot.

Mo Xuzhi didn't want to confront him in front of other people, he glanced at Xue Feng, found that he had noticed him, and then walked to a corner.

Xue Feng followed.

Mo Xuzhi just looked at him like that.

It seemed that Xue Feng didn't sleep well last night, and there were many bloodshot eyes in his eyes. Although it didn't affect the overall image, Mo Xuzhi still didn't look into his eyes again.

In this short distance, Xue Feng found that his heart seemed to jump out of his chest, beating more violently every time.

He looked at the indifferent young man standing in the corner, and wanted to laugh, but his facial muscles didn't listen to him.

This is someone he's been thinking about for years.

After so many years, he could see him standing in front of him alive again.

When he saw someone smiling as gently as before on the news again, he couldn't express how he felt.

It's like the rejoicing of the rest of the life after a catastrophe, and it's like the surprise of being lost and found again.

He thought, he must cherish it this time.

He waited patiently, waiting for Mo Xuzhi to come to him.He has gifts and flowers ready.

This time he bought the gifts and flowers by himself, and Mo Xuzhi will be very happy when he finds out.

Mo Xuzhi loves him very much and will definitely look for him as soon as he comes back.

He waited day after day, saw the news on the Internet updated again and again, but still didn't get even a phone call.

He thought, maybe Mo Xuzhi was too busy, and he would come to him after he finished his work.

He still didn't come.

It was impossible to come, so he came to him.

A step away, Xue Feng stood still and said, "Mo Xuzhi, long time no see."

Different from Xue Feng's excitement, Mo Xuzhi nodded, his voice was cold: "Well, what's the matter?"

Xue Feng suddenly got stuck.

Before he came, he had already thought about what to say and how to do it.He would hand flowers to Mo Xuzhi, tell him about his feelings, invite him to dinner, and plan the future together.

But when he saw Mo Xuzhi's eyes, all his plans came to nothing.

There was no surprise of meeting suddenly, no emotion, not even a little smile.

Mo Xuzhi looked at him no longer with the same enthusiasm as before.

Maybe it was his own illusion, Xue Feng didn't see even a trace of love for him in those beautiful eyes.

Should not be.

...Maybe it's just because we haven't seen each other for too long.

Despite thinking this way, all the rhythms were interrupted.

Xue Feng couldn't help but take a step forward, wanting to stuff the flowers into Mo Xuzhi's arms.

He looked flustered, not as calm and confident as before.He even lost the ability to organize language, but he could only say a few simple words when he opened his mouth: "Mo Xuzhi, Hua, it was airlifted from Australia, you accept it quickly."

The flowers in his hands are really beautiful, fiery red, and each flower blooms enthusiastically, as if trying to express himself.

The warm fiery red could not reflect the indifferent eyes that seemed to be frozen.

Mo Xuzhi remained expressionless.

He looked at Xue Feng a few more times, and Xue Feng smiled at him.

His expression finally changed.

It wasn't moved or happy, his expression looked helpless, he looked at the rose that was forced into his arms, took a step back, and didn't pick it up.

"Xue Feng," he said, "if you have something to say, you don't need flowers."

"Assistant Li said that you like roses," Mo Xuzhi said, but Xue Feng became even more flustered, "Do you not like roses? If you don't like them, I will change them next time."

Mo Xuzhi shook his head.

He really likes roses, the warm and deep red that is the same as the national flag.

But the premise is to look at the person who sent the flowers.

Although he didn't know what Xue Feng meant by stuffing him with flowers, it didn't prevent him from refusing.

"If you don't have anything else to do, I'll leave first." Mo Xuzhi looked at the time on the phone and said, "Don't call me in the future, so everyone will be better off."

The coffee shop Wang Zhifeng went to was not far from here. Although there should be quite a lot of customers in this shop now, it still wouldn't take much time.

He didn't want Wang Zhifeng to be involved in these inexplicable things.

"Don't go," Xue Feng reacted almost instantly, stretched out his hand to grab Mo Xuzhi's wrist, and said, "Mo Xuzhi, don't go."

For the first time, a man who has always been very confident showed something close to a pleading look.

Xue Feng has never begged anyone before, and saying such words this time is already a huge change.

A young master who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth seldom suffered. He is talented and lucky. After taking over the company, it has been going smoothly. He never has to put down his body to ask anyone.

But he had a hunch that if he continued to maintain that vain self-esteem today, he might really have nothing to do with Mo Xuzhi anymore.

Mo Xuzhi shook his hand, trying to break free from Xue Feng's strong confinement, but found that he couldn't shake it off, so he sighed, "If you have something to say, just say it."

His patience was running out.

"Mo Xuzhi, give me another chance."

There was the sound of clothes being rubbed, and a cool wind blew past his ears, and Mo Xuzhi fell into a fiery embrace unexpectedly.

The tip of his nose smelled the strong scent of roses and light men's perfume, and Mo Xuzhi's eyes widened slightly.

Xue Feng, this is not right.

"Mo Xuzhi, give me another chance. This time I will treat you well...Give me another chance."

"I made an appointment with a very good decoration and design team. We can plan our house together. I have kept all the things I gave you before. They are all yours. I am not busy anymore. Your illness... I will accompany you Treat your illness together, I will find you the best doctor, and you can live happily like everyone else."

"Mo Xuzhi, promise me, will you be with me again?"

Xue Feng has completely lost his squareness, he only knows how to shake out all the thoughts in his heart, expressing incoherently and incoherently.

He was so scared.

He was afraid that Mo Xuzhi would leave him again like before.

Only by keeping the person by his side and being with him again, can he feel a little relieved.

Mo Xuzhi finally understood what he meant.

He said, "Xue Feng, let go first."

Xue Feng didn't let go.

Mo Xuzhi's expression remained unchanged, but his voice became colder a few degrees: "Let go."

Xue Feng paused for a moment before letting go.

"Xue Feng."

Mo Xuzhi's voice was very weak, and when he looked over, there was no expression in his light-colored pupils.

Xue Feng's heart trembled inexplicably.

"Although I don't know where you misunderstood, but I tell you very clearly that we have never been together."

"We can't be together."

Xue Feng tightly held the bouquet in his hand, and said, "But you saved me before, if you don't love me..."

Mo Xuzhi shook his head: "I would save anyone else."

What they do is for other people. If there are no people, what they do will be meaningless.At that time, if it was someone else, he would still save him.

Without deliberately emphasizing the tone, it was such a calm tone that successfully defeated Xue Feng.

What Mo Xuzhi meant was that he was not the special one.

Xue Feng's pupils gradually dilated.

It was as if something had collapsed in an instant.

All his self-confidence, all the source of confidence, and all the assurance come from the cognition of "Mo Xu loves him".

Once this cognition collapses, everything he does now, including before, becomes absurd.

He's like a complete joke.

Xue Feng said blankly: "If you don't like me...then what should I do?"

Mo Xuzhi sighed, and unknowingly frowned again.

"Xue Feng, as I said, you have to learn to live alone."

After all, he is just a young master who lacks the ability to take care of himself.

His feelings for him may never have been liking or love, but simply a feeling of dependence.

He's just not used to having no one by his side to take care of his life.

"How do you tell me to live alone..." Xue Feng lost his strength, the bouquet slipped from his arms and fell to the ground.The originally beautiful flowers were squeezed out, and the petals fell to the ground.

Mo Xuzhi has penetrated into every detail of his life, how can he get away if he wants to leave immediately?

"Mo Xuzhi, give me a chance."

Xue Feng reached out and grabbed Mo Xuzhi's wrist, unable to maintain his usual calmness and self-control, he said, "I will give you whatever you want, I can give you everything..."

The man who had been proud for more than 20 years looked extremely embarrassed at this moment.

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