Marrying an old-fashioned scientific researcher

Jiang Jianzhi left the ashen-faced Zhao Yuankai and left, who gritted his teeth in hatred looking at his back.

He saw just now that there was a small dark red mole on Jiang Jianzhi's right wrist bone, and in the photo posted by Qi Bai's Moments, there was also a small mole on the hand he was holding.

The location and size are all the same.

Even Qi Bai didn't notice this small detail.

Zhao Yuankai had seen those two photos no less than a hundred times during this period, and he probably knew what Jiang Jianzhi's hand looked like better than himself.

Zhao Yuankai couldn't tolerate anyone who was close to Qi Bai. His brother belonged to him alone, and no one else deserved to stand with him, let alone become a lover with him.

The photo of Qi Bai's official announcement was saved and printed by Zhao Yuankai, and the part belonging to Jiang Jianzhi was stabbed with holes by him with a knife, not to mention that he cut it out and burned it to ashes.

However, even this could not calm the mad jealousy surging in his heart.

Looking at Jiang Jianzhi's back, Zhao Yuankai's paranoid possessiveness made Zhao Yuankai think - if only this person disappeared like the photo.

In this way, the brother is still his own.

Dark and dangerous thoughts surged up, Zhao Yuankai's eyes were stern, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"Zhao Yuankai."

Just when Zhao Yuankai decided to catch up, someone stopped him.

The visitor was carrying a drawing board and a paint box, and didn't notice his strange emotion. He glanced at Jiang Jianzhi who had gone away, and spoke curiously:

"Zhao Yuankai, do you know Professor Jiang?"

The upset Zhao Yuankai paused: "Professor Jiang?"

The person who came was his classmate, and he nodded excitedly: "Yes, I saw that you were talking to Professor Jiang just now."

Zhao Yuankai frowned upon hearing this.

The last time when he met Jiang Jian at 'Bu Mi Zheng Ye', the other party didn't seem to know Qi Bai, so he didn't take it to heart.

It wasn't until this time that he ran into each other in the new campus that he was in a hurry to re-examine the other party.

The person who is associated with Qi Bai's circle of friends by his body shape, the mole on the wrist bone confirms his identity.

The other party looked about the same age as them, but his aura couldn't be ignored. Zhao Yuankai thought that the other party was a master and doctoral student of the school, but he didn't think that the other party was a professor.

Jiang Jianzhi was only 15 years old when he was recommended to the Department of Physics of Nantah University. He followed the professor to do projects in his sophomore year.

Some master and doctoral students in the school are still his freshman and sophomore classmates, but he is already Professor Jiang.

In the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Jianzhi's past 26 years seem to have been successful, and the group of academic gods around him are hard to come by.

Professor Jiang, who is indifferent, is almost deified in the hearts of many students.

The self-confidence of the students who were struggling to survive was severely hit, and they could only comfort themselves behind their backs:

Forget it, I already knew that Jiang Jianzhi was not human, and mortals don't compete with true gods.

After the Department of Art moved to Lanxi, most of the people had been popularized by the "aboriginal people" in the new campus. There is also such a powerful figure, compared with Jiang Jianzhi's outstanding ability, his appearance has become the icing on the cake.

Zhao Yuankai's thoughts were all on Qi Bai, so he naturally didn't know that there was someone like Jiang Jianzhi.

Now being taught by his classmates in a tone full of longing and admiration, his brows were so wrinkled that he could kill a fly.

This Professor Jiang, who appeared out of nowhere, sounds more difficult than everyone else in the past.

Compared with this person, I seem to have no chance of winning, but...

So what?

Zhao Yuankai, who panicked for a moment because of Jiang Jianzhi's appearance, collected himself, as if trying to convince himself, he said in his heart:

First come, first served, he knew his elder brother several years before the other party.

Brother can only be his.

***

Qi Bai was lucky. He didn't meet Zhao Yuankai once in the two days since he started working.

Qi Bai, who was progressing smoothly, was in a happy mood, and checked his mailbox as a routine after taking a shower.

It has been half a month since the water pipe in the kitchen broke down, Qi Bai's kitchen has been repaired and can be used again, but the maintenance bill has not been sent downstairs for a long time.

The unread mail in the mailbox is still zero, Qi Bai decided to ask the other party if he forgot or what.

Qi Bai sent an email at [-] o'clock in the evening, and did not receive Jiang Jianzhi's reply until it was close to [-] o'clock.

Jiang Jianzhi replied concisely, telling him not to care, and there was no bill.

Qi Bai, who received the email, frowned, closed the computer, walked to the balcony and leaned down, the lights downstairs were on.

It's fine if Jiang Jianzhi is willing to be his fake boyfriend for free, and Qi Bai doesn't want to owe him any more money for kitchen maintenance, so seeing the light on, he went downstairs with his cell phone key.

People stood still on the nineteenth floor, Qi Bai searched for a long time but couldn't see where the doorbell of Jiang Jian's house was, so he had to knock on the door.

'Knock, knock——'

After knocking and waiting for a while, no one opened the door, Qi Bai knocked again:

"Mr. Jiang? Are you at home, Mr. Jiang?"

Still no response.

He wanted to make a call to Jiang Jianzhi, but he picked up the phone and realized that there was no other phone number.

Having known each other for so long, they have been sending emails to each other. Qi Bai found it novel at first, but after a long time, he got used to it and didn't think there was anything wrong with communicating like this.

Until he was stopped by the security door.

It is really inconvenient not to be able to contact in real time.

After standing for a while, Qi Bai persevered and decided to knock again, planning to go back upstairs and send an email if no one responded.

Qi Bai raised his hand: "Jiang Jianzhi, Jiang—"

The closed door in front of him opened unexpectedly, Qi Bai didn't have time to withdraw his knocking hand, and directly slapped the chest of the visitor.

Jiang Jianzhi who opened the door: "..."

The strength was not heavy, Qi Bai withdrew his hand, and said nonchalantly: "Sorry, I thought you were not at home."

Jiang Jianzhi was neatly dressed in home clothes, and Qi Bai, who had been watching the group videos, turned his focus for a moment, thinking that it was a good thing Mr. Jiang didn't have his whole body covered but came to open the door with a towel around his waist.

Qi Bai: ...

What is he thinking?

This messy and useless idea was quickly shaken out of his head.

Jiang Jianzhi looked at Qi Bai who was wearing sandals and pajamas outside the door: "What's wrong?"

He likes to be quiet, and the sound insulation in the house is very good. I didn't hear Qi Bai knocking on the door in the study just now.

This house in Yuelan Mansion was assigned to him by Nantah University in order to keep Jiang Jianzhi. Professor Jiang never brought anyone home, and no one knocked on his door after living here for several years, so I thought I heard it wrong.

As soon as the draft in the hallway and corridor passed in late summer, Qi Bai was shivered by the blow before he could open his mouth.

Qi Bai is very strong, and he is unambiguous in beating people, but he is thin, and the summer short-sleeved pajamas and cropped pants are already loose, which complements his thin arms and legs.

Jiang Jianzhi frowned when he saw this insignificant, and opened the door sideways, cherishing the words like gold:

"Come first."

Qi Bai didn't have the habit of standing outside the door to talk with people, and he was not polite to him. He strode into Jiang Jian's house, but he felt his arm being pulled by someone within two steps.

Qi Bai turned his head, Jiang Jianzhi took out a pair of brand new slippers from the shoe cabinet beside him and put them at his feet, saying concisely: "Change your shoes first."

Qi Bai who was already wearing slippers: "...?"

Qi Bai subconsciously raised his foot to look at the sole of his shoe.

The housing prices in Yuelan Mansion are high and property costs are expensive, but you get what you pay for. The corridors are mopped and disinfected in the morning, noon and evening.

Qi Bai felt that he was a thief, but apparently Professor Jiang didn't think so.

There were no daily necessities for the guests at Jiang Jianzhi's house, and Qi Bai put on his slippers, which were one size bigger, and there was still a long tail left behind.

There is no sense of security dangling on the feet, as if they could fall off at any time.

Qi Bai muttered in a low voice that it didn't fit well, and when he saw Jiang Jianzhi's living room, he was taken aback.

Qi Bai was shocked in place: "Mr. Jiang, did your house recruit thieves?"

At this time, whether the slippers fit your feet is no longer a problem.

Just as he silently arranged his crooked shoes behind him, Jiang Jianzhi heard Qi Bai say so.

Jiang Jianzhi: "...No."

It's not that Qi Bai made a fuss, it's that the living room of Jiang Jian's House is too 'clean', there is no sofa, coffee table, TV cabinet...

It was obviously a well-decorated house, but at first glance, it could be described as empty except for the curtains.

Suddenly, it looked like a thief had been recruited, and all the furniture and appliances were looted.

Oh, no, there is a robot vacuum in the corner charging...

Seeing Qi Bai's surprised look, Jiang Jianzhi, who never entertained guests at home, could hardly explain:

"No one comes here usually, and I didn't buy some unnecessary furniture."

This house is not small, with three bedrooms and two living rooms, but for Professor Jiang, the only things he can use are the bedroom, the study room, the bathroom, and the balcony for washing and drying clothes.

The rest of the space is for decoration, so he doesn't care about the leaky kitchen now.

Qi Bai after listening: "..."

How can someone implement the 'minimalist' style for this sake? !

He didn't understand, but was shocked.

It is said that the room can reflect a part of the owner's personality. Standing in the living room where he can only sit on the floor, Qi Bai is finally convinced of this.

This spotless, empty, deserted, and lifeless living room... really fits his master's temperament.

It looked outrageous, but considering it was Jiang Jianzhi's home, it was weird and reasonable.

After a long silence, Qi Bai finally decided to go to the disaster-stricken kitchen that was neglected by the owner.

The kitchen also maintains the minimalist style of the living room. The operating table is empty except for the fixed gas stove. There is not even a bottle of seasoning in sight, and the protective film on the LCD screen of the range hood has not even been torn off.

Except for some water-soaked wall tiles, everything is as good as new.

No trace of use can be seen.

The corner of Qi Bai's mouth twitched, looking at Jiang Jianzhi with a complex expression, and asked sincerely:

"Mr. Jiang, do you usually...eat?"

Professor Jiang, who is still human at heart: "..."

Qi Bai really can't understand why young people nowadays live like this.

Even if Mr. Jiang doesn't usually cook, he still has to order takeaway, right?

Jiang Jianzhi shook his head and said he would not order takeaway.

Qi Bai: "..."

Jiang Jianzhi refreshed his understanding of the word "life".

Qi Bai suddenly thought, if he was allowed to live like this, within a week, he would probably go crazy.

But Jiang Jianzhi never felt that there was any problem with his lifestyle, just like he didn't understand why Qi Bai could make the house so "lifelike".

So far, neither of them dared to agree with the other's living habits.

Qi Bai brought the topic back, saying that the kitchen still had to be dealt with, and the wall tiles left large water stains, which looked unsightly, and there was also a safety hazard of falling off.

Jiang Jianzhi didn't care: "I don't have time."

Renovation requires a supervisor. Qi Baixiang Mr. Jiang leaves early and returns late every day. He really doesn't have time to look after the house. During the renovation, outsiders come and go, and he doesn't know if things are lost.

Although Mr. Jiang's house doesn't seem to have anything worth attacking...

The more Qi Bai thought about it, the more pitiful Jiang Jianzhi felt, because he was so busy with work that he couldn't even take care of his family.

He has to take full responsibility for this matter. After a little thought, he proposed a solution:

"If Mr. Jiang can trust me, I can help you supervise the work."

Qi Bai explained: "After all, 'unusable' and 'unusable' are two different concepts in the kitchen."

Before Jiang Jianzhi could say whether it was good or not, he joked again:

"Mr. Jiang, you will never be single forever. If one day you fall in love and live together, will your girlfriend need to use the kitchen?"

The author has something to say:

The two people now: I don't agree, I don't understand.

The two behind:

Xiaobai: I don’t agree, I don’t understand.

Professor Jiang: ...

Silently finishing ing~