There is a period in the dream

This encounter was quite unexpected, neither the time nor the place were expected by the two of them.

Meng Heyu was even more shocked: Brother Zhong obviously doesn't eat sweets, he said it himself, and even loudly rejected his cake for this, why did he meet in a dessert shop now.

Thinking of this, Meng Heyu was moved again: Brother Zhong is really upright, he doesn't ask for anything in return for doing good deeds, he just does it as a favor, and doesn't even charge for a piece of cake.

After Meng and Yu's round of mental activities, neither of them spoke. It was Cao Zixin who broke the silence first: "Professor Zhong! You also like apple pie."

According to common sense, a person would turn his eyes to the other person who was talking to him, but Zhong Chengming did not, his eyes stayed on Meng Heyu all the time.

"It's okay," he said.

It will take a while for Meng Heyu to realize that Zhong Chengming rejects eye contact with everyone except him.

So even if a third party was present to talk to Zhong Chengming, he would still keep his eyes on Meng Heyu.Meng Heyu is his only connection with Renhai.

But Meng Heyu was not familiar with Zhong Chengming at that time, he only felt that Zhong Chengming was staring at him so intently, which made him very stressed, so he opened his mouth to say something to ease the atmosphere: "Brother Zhong is a professor so."

It was the first time for him to see people so accurately, and he really smelled the academic spirit in Zhong Chengming.

Before Zhong Chengming could answer, Cao Zixin was surprised by the name he called Zhong Chengming: "Brother Zhong? Do you know each other?"

"Brother Zhong is my neighbor," Meng Heyu replied, "I live right across from me."

Meng Heyu's social network is amazing, Cao Zixin thought.

Zhong Chengming's eyes were still locked on Meng Heyu, more precisely, in Meng Heyu's eyes, Meng Heyu made his scalp tingle when he looked at him: "This apple pie is delicious, Zhong, Brother Zhong Tasteful..."

Cao Zixin didn't know what was going on, looked at the two of them left and right, and always felt that Zhong Chengming's staring at Meng Heyu had other meanings.It seems that in Zhong Chengming's eyes, there is only Meng Heyu in this world, and he who greeted him first does not exist at all, and everyone does not exist.

It's no wonder that Zhong Chengming's eye sockets are deep, and his eyes are naturally deep. If he stares at a person so tightly, it is inevitable that people will interpret other meanings.

Meng Heyu finally felt uncomfortable, and his pupils began to move left and right, first cutting off his line of sight with Zhong Chengming.

Zhong Chengming finally regained his senses and recovered his usual way of breathing and socializing. "I have something to do," he said, "Let's go first, you buy."

The freshly baked apple pie was a little hot on the tongue, and Meng Heyu leaned on the high platform in the store with his elbows, blowing the filling carefully.

"Zhong Chengming, Professor Zhong," Cao Zixin said with a hint of longing in his tone, "A very remarkable person, the youngest laureate in the history of the Rossa Prize—do you know the Rossa Prize? Nobel in the Asia-Pacific region, you understand it this way !"

"It's so amazing..." And I have nothing to do, doing the most inconspicuous job, and being teased frequently.

"Of course it is amazing! You must know that Professor Zhong is only 28 years old this year," Cao Zixin continued. "The main research direction is genetic engineering and pharmaceuticals. Many people want to be his students—including me."

Meng Heyu raised his head: "What do you mean? Isn't he already your professor?"

"Professor Zhong is a research professor," Cao Zixin explained, "He doesn't teach classes, but he supervises graduate students."

Meng Heyu nodded in understanding, the conversation stopped for a while, and then came another topic: "Does Professor Zhong have any problems with you?"

"Why do you ask such a question?" Meng Heyu fell into a cloud of mist.

Cao Zixin made a trembling gesture: "He just kept staring at you, to be honest, he panicked."

Meng Heyu actually felt the same way, but he just smiled and said, "No, I only had contact with Professor Zhong two or three times. Last time he saw me on the road and drove me home. How can there be any complaints. "

Cao Zixin was surprised: "He drove you home?"

"what happened?"

"No, it's just that I have heard some things about Professor Zhong from the seniors, saying that he is very cold and never pays much attention to the students. It is best to send an email to the school if you ask a question, and he will reply in detail. Once there was a stunned Touqing went directly to his office to ask about the thesis, Professor Zhong didn't even look at him the whole time, and finally told him not to come next time."

After hearing this, Meng Heyu could understand Cao Zixin's surprise. He behaved like a stranger to his students, let alone his neighbors whom he had only met a few times.

Meng Heyu's feelings were a bit complicated, he couldn't figure it out, so he led Cao Zixin sloppily: "I dropped a cantaloupe on the ground at that time, Brother Zhong just came to help. Brother Zhong is indeed cold, but he is a very good person .”

Cao Zixin felt that he was not qualified to comment on the second half of the sentence, so he just said: "He is also a very powerful person."

Zhong Chengming did not leave after driving the car into the parking space, sitting quietly in the driver's seat, thinking about Meng Heyu's eyes.

He didn't have cross-eye phobia from the very beginning—in fact, he personally didn't like the diagnosis given to him by Teacher Zhang. He wasn't afraid, he was disgusted.

In his early years, he could still look at people's eyes and talk, but the more he looked at it, the less he liked it, and the more he disliked it, the more he didn't want to look at it. Later, he simply didn't wink at others, and he didn't care what others talked about behind his back.

Meng Heyu has beautiful eyes.

It is so beautiful that it seems that when the layer of sclera is uncovered, it is not the vitreous body of the lens, but beads, jade, or gems.

It is not difficult to observe that Meng Heyu is fond of sweets, so Zhong Chengming is not surprised to see him appear here.He searched, and this apple pie shop is indeed very famous, foodies like Meng Heyu will definitely come to patronize.

It's just that the person next to him seems to be a student of Shenggong, a friend of Meng Heyu?

He can make friends with Shenggong. Could it be that he also studied in Shenggong?

Impossible, Zhong Chengming thought, the exposure rate of Meng Heyu's appearance is very high, and he should frequently appear on the election list of some grass school. It doesn't matter if he doesn't care about world affairs, walking around the campus, he will more or less Leave a little impression on Meng Heyu.

Meng Heyu is too special, he is the only one whom he does not reject looking at each other, he will definitely have an impression of him.

Meng Heyu's temperament is not like a scholar, but more like a playful.

In the passenger seat was the newly bought apple pie. Zhong Chengming took one and took a bite out of the box. He felt that it was too sweet, not like a dream at all.

His taste buds in the dream are not his original taste buds, but the one who broke into his dream, so when Zhong Chengming returned to reality, he lost the ability to appreciate food.

But the taste in the dream is really indescribably wonderful, which can make people feel nostalgic.Zhong Chengming was not reconciled, he took another bite, but still only tasted the sweetness in his mouth.

It was clearly the same kind of packaging, Zhong Chengming remembered it when he saw the red box, the person in the dream brought this kind of red packaged apple pie, as red as the freshest apples.

Zhong Chengming put the apple pie back into the box, and took out a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth.

Maybe try again later, he thought, maybe it was a little unexpected this morning, the usual solitary social rhythm was disrupted by Meng Heyu, which made it difficult for him to meditate.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped.

try again.

This seemed to be what Meng Heyu would say to him.

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