Specific gravity

Cen Baiyan had a full schedule after the exam. He made an appointment for a basketball game with the law school at noon, and in the afternoon he made an agreement with Chen Wei and others to go to an Internet cafe to play a team game all night.

After coming out of the examination room, Cen Baiyan immediately called Xuan Zhao to report his itinerary.

"I won't be going home tonight. Our team's points have dropped a lot, so we have to make up for it." After explaining, he added, "Is that okay?"

This is always the case in TV dramas, when the husband applies to go out with his friends, the daughter-in-law usually disagrees life and death, and there is a very high probability that she will lose her temper.

Cen Baiyan was quite worried, thinking about how he would coax Xuan Zhao if he was really upset. One kiss in his arms might not be enough, but three kisses would probably be enough. He thought about making himself happy, but he was still looking forward to it Xuan Zhao said, "You are not allowed to go out and fool around all night." Unexpectedly, on the other end of the phone, Xuan Zhao lightly threw three words: "Okay, come on."

"." Cen Baiyan felt as if he had hit the cotton with his fist, "Aren't you angry?"

Xuan Zhao was very puzzled: "Why am I angry?"

"I won't go home all night," Cen Baiyan followed the soap opera routine and began to make trouble out of no reason. "Aren't you angry? Don't you love me anymore? I think you just don't love me anymore. Someday I won't go home for a month. You must be I'm not angry either, hehe."

The last accented "hehe" is very quintessential, Xuan Zhao laughed lightly: "Bai Yan, Qiong Yao dramas were no longer popular when you were young, right? Where did you learn the routine?"

Cen Baiyan snorted softly, he was the only one left in the lecture theater, he said while turning his pen, "Then tell me whether you love me or not!"

Xuan Zhao paused suddenly.

"Hurry up," Cen Baiyan didn't notice Xuan Zhao's extremely brief silence, "Otherwise I'll kill you!"

"I won't quarrel with you anymore, I'm going into the laboratory." Xuan Zhao changed the subject with a smile.

Cen Baiyan asked: "Aren't you bored by yourself at night?"

"Not boring," Xuan Zhao said in a gentle voice, "I bought a new book, and I will wait for you at home to read."

"Don't wait for me!" Cen Baiyan said immediately, "I'm going to stay up all night, why are you waiting for me, be good, go to bed early, turn on the air conditioner, you know?"

"Okay, got it, long-winded."

Chen Wei sent a WeChat message to urge Cen Baiyan to gather at the stadium. Cen Baiyan touched his chin: "I will let you tell me in front of me tomorrow, kiss me and die."

He had to force Xuan Zhao to kiss him on the other end of the phone, and Xuan Zhao was so entangled by him that he let out a soft "boo".

Only then was Cen Baiyan satisfied. After hanging up the phone, he was in a happy mood and walked out of the classroom whistling. Unexpectedly, he bumped into the flustered Yang Shuo by the door.

"Why are you here?" Cen Baiyan frowned, thinking that Yang Shuo wouldn't have heard him talking on the phone, right?

"I, I." Yang Shuo pushed his glasses, "I lost my power bank, come back and get it."

With one hand in his pocket, Cen Baiyan asked vigilantly, "How long have you been here?"

Yang Shuo avoided Cen Baiyan's eyes, and said falteringly: "No, not long ago, I met you when I first came up."

Cen Baiyan stared at him for two seconds, then left the auditorium without saying anything.

In fact, Cen Baiyan didn't care whether Yang Shuo heard or not, and falling in love is not something shameful, he is open and frank.Besides, anyway, they must let them know about it after a while.

When the small vase at home was ready, he introduced Xuan Zhao to all his friends, telling them that Xuan Zhao was his Cen Baiyan's boyfriend, and that he was the only one, and he couldn't find such a good one in the world.

Cen Baiyan thought about Xuan Zhao, and a clear smile appeared in his eyes.

Xuan Zhao did not enter the laboratory this afternoon, he went to the Xijiao Sanatorium.

Aunt Hong, the head nurse, said that several people had come to visit her recently, and she said they were relatives from Ms. Xuan's hometown.

"But we did as you ordered, and no one was allowed in," Aunt Hong glanced at Xuan Zhao and asked, "Xiao Xuan, are they really your mother's cousin?"

The older medical staff here have taken care of Xuan Yu for more than ten years. It can also be said that they watched Xuan Zhao grow up, and the relationship with Xuan Zhao is still close.

"No, my mother has no other relatives."

Xuan Zhao flipped through the visitor registration form. From last week to yesterday, a total of three groups of people came, all claiming to be relatives and friends of Xuan Yu’s offshoots. Fortunately, Xuan Zhao made arrangements in advance, and everyone in the nursing home gave instructions. , and additional guards were sent to protect the proclamation in a leak-tight manner.

"Oh, then who are they!" Aunt Hong frowned, "They don't look like good people, they're all scumbags, and they look like bums in the society."

"It's nothing, it's just rotten fish and rotten shrimp." Xuan Zhao smiled softly, and asked again, "Aunt Hong, is there the same person among these three groups?"

Aunt Hong shook her head: "I didn't notice that, the nurses on duty are different every time, and I can't tell who came and who didn't last time, but I can investigate and monitor for you."

"No trouble, I know it well," Xuanzhao tore off one page of the registration book, and said with downcast eyes, "Auntie, thank you for taking strict care of my mother. Don't let those people touch her."

Aunt Hong responded with a winning streak.

I noticed that one of the three groups of people had a handwriting repeated three times, and the registered names were "Wu Dawang", "Wang Er" and "Lao Liuzi"-all random names made up by the brain.

Xuan Zhao is very sensitive to handwriting, every time this person writes a name, he will drop a dot behind it, and his writing habits will reveal a person's identity.

That person left three numbers, all of which should be fake.But when I visited for the first time, there were traces of alteration in the number column.Apparently this person first wrote down his real number, then felt it was inappropriate, crossed out the number with an ink pen, and added a fake one later.

The people Cen Jingxiang recruited were somewhat clever, but they were still unusable.

Xuan Zhao smiled mockingly.

The paper of the registration book is not thick, and from the imprint left on the reverse side, it is easy to tell what the eleven-digit number he wrote originally was.

With an indifferent expression, Xuan Zhao folded the paper slowly and put it in his jacket pocket.

Xuanyu has been in good condition these past few days. When Xuanzhao entered the house, she was standing by the window basking in the sun, leaning on the guardrail.

"Mom, why are you up?"

Xuan Zhao put the walking stick outside the door, tried to straighten his back, and made his walking posture look more stable.

Xuanyu didn't like the way Xuanzhao leaned on crutches. Once, when she saw Xuanzhao's crutches, she was suddenly stimulated and slammed her head against the wall, murmuring, "I killed my child, I killed him. For the rest of my life, where are your legs, where are your legs?"

After that time, Xuanzhao was always careful not to let Xuanyu see his crutches.

Xuan Yu turned around, with a rare rosy complexion, and said pleasantly, "Xiao Zhao? Are you on vacation?"

"Well, it's winter vacation." Xuan Zhao helped her sit down by the bed, "Aunt Hong said that you have eaten well and slept well recently."

Xuan Yu smiled and patted his face: "Well, mom has been very obedient recently, but are you too busy to come to see me after so long?"

"Something has happened recently, so I can't leave." Xuan Zhao brushed the broken hair from her cheeks behind her ears, "I'll be free after the holiday, and I'll come to accompany you."

——The Chinese New Year is almost here, and when Cen Baiyan leaves, Xuan Zhao will be completely free.

"What are you doing with me?" Xuan Yu said with a smile, "you, you are not too young, you should date when you should, fall in love when you should fall in love, play with classmates when you should, don't always miss me. Mom is very good of."

Xuan Zhao had a sore nose.

Xuanyu patted Xuanzhao's head affectionately: "Mom is really good, Xiaozhao, you are outside by yourself, how are you doing?"

"Okay," Xuanzhao looked at Xuanyu's face, and whispered after a while, "I'm fine too."

Xuanzhao stayed in the western suburbs all afternoon, and it was completely dark around six o'clock in the evening. The place is remote, and after waiting for nearly an hour, he still couldn't get a taxi, so Uncle Gong sent someone to pick him up.

It was nearly 08:30 in the urban area, and the driver asked him, "Boss, where do you get off?"

Xuanzhao originally wanted to talk about the university town, but thinking about it, he had an appointment with an American firm tonight to discuss asset transfer, and the materials were all in the central apartment.

After pondering for a moment, Xuan Zhao said, "Huayuan Road."

The driver knew that Xuanzhao had a suite there, so he drove steadily to the high-end apartment in the city center. The navigation showed that the distance was only three kilometers, and it would take 10 minutes to arrive.

Almost at the same time, Cen Baiyan and his party took a taxi from the Internet cafe to Huayuan Road.

"Our new house has bought a new set of game equipment, and specially installed a game room!" Wang Yi from the basketball team showed off, "I sincerely invite you guys to come and experience it!"

"Amazing you," Cen Baiyan breathed out with a cigarette in his mouth, "I'll be home later."

"Don't!" Chen Wei slapped him across the face, "We agreed to stay overnight!"

"Forget it, I can't take it anymore." Cen Baiyan waved his hand, thinking that there was still a small vase at home, and he didn't know if he had eaten or not, so he was probably flipping through a book while watching the time waiting for him to go back.

A group of people crossed the road noisily, and Chen Wei suddenly said "Hey": "Isn't that Teacher Xiaoxuan? Am I right?"

Cen Baiyan immediately followed Chen Wei's line of sight. Across the road, a black Bentley stopped firmly at the gate of the community.The rear window was half open, revealing Xuan Zhao's fair and handsome side face.

Cen Baiyan snapped his fingertips, why is he here?

The driver got out of the car first, went around to the back seat and opened the door, Xuan Zhao got out of the car with a crutch, nodded slightly, the driver bowed, and then drove away.

His expression and posture are indifferent and haughty, and his gentleness and elegance in peacetime can be said to be completely different.

Cen Baiyan squinted his eyes, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong.