Marrying an old-fashioned scientific researcher

No one wants their private territory to be invaded by others, especially Professor Jiang.

To put it bluntly, he is quiet and clean, rigorous and meticulous, but to put it bluntly, he is rigid and impersonal, and difficult to take care of.

It's not unreasonable for the students to call him the ruthless devil behind his back.

Probably because of the relationship of pretending to be a lover, Qi Bai was able to briefly step into Jiang Jianzhi's private sphere, but it was not enough for the two to have a heart-to-heart relationship.

Professor Jiang has no such needs.

As for falling in love and getting married, it never appeared in his many life plans.

He should have rejected Qi Bai's proposal, but seeing Qi Bai's attitude of being responsible for the matter to the end or not giving up, Jiang Jianzhi finally let go and nodded.

Professor Jiang is more afraid of long-term trouble than temporary intrusion.

Qi Bai assured him that the work would start during the day and would not affect his daily life.

Jiang Jianzhi told Qi Bai the gate password, and used practical actions to tell the other party to believe in his character.

"Wait." Qi Bai took out his mobile phone, opened the memo, and said to Jiang Jianzhi, "Say it again."

The password was only eight digits in total. Professor Jiang took another look at Qi Bai and paused suspiciously for a second.

Qi Bai, who was holding the phone, waited: "What's wrong?"

"...It's okay." Professor Jiang repeated calmly.

It wasn't until Qi Bai went upstairs and returned home that he realized belatedly——

In the end, Mr. Jiang...was he doubting his IQ? ? ?

Qi Bai, an outstanding graduate of NTU’s Art Department: “?”

Hey!

***

After taking over the job of renovating Jiang Jianzhi's kitchen, Qi Bai became busier than usual, with basic studio, school, and Yuelan Mansion three points and one line, and his life was rare and regular.

Fortunately, like last time, the construction team was found by the property owner, and the price was fair, so he didn't need to bother.

However, when the maintenance staff told him that the kitchen wall tiles of Jiang Jian’s House were a thousand pieces smaller, and they didn’t have any in stock, they had to order them from warehouses in other cities, Qi Bai was in a bad mood at the time:

"Why didn't he just stick the red note on the wall?!"

Qi Bai didn't expect Jiang Jianzhi to go in a minimalist and luxurious style.

Seeing this, the foreman thought for a while and said: "Actually, it doesn't have to be exactly the same. Sir, you can also choose one with the same color and similar patterns. If you don't look closely, you won't be able to tell the difference. Although the quality is not as good as this one, but The warranty period is also very long, enough for home use.”

The most important thing is that the price is cheap.

"That won't work." Qi Bai didn't even want to refuse: "It's still the same."

The pattern of the wall tiles in the same space is different, let alone whether Jiang Jianzhi can accept it, even Qi Bai, who is not obsessive-compulsive, cannot accept it.

The foreman was quite straightforward: "But for the price of these dozen wall tiles, if you use ordinary tiles, you can replace the entire kitchen wall tiles."

Just change a dozen yuan, and it will be troublesome for them to transfer the goods if the quantity is too small.

Qi Bai calculated the balance of the card in his heart, frowned and insisted: "You don't have to worry about the money, I want the same."

The customer is rich and powerful, so the foreman can't say anything more, so he went down and called to transfer the goods.

There is no sofa in Jiang Jian's house, but there are dining chairs, but how did the workers move them, and now they are left intact, and Jiang Jianzhi has not removed the foam and plastic seals.

Qi Bai sat cross-legged on the floor of the living room, resting his chin, wondering if he still had money to eat after this time.

The prize money for 'Ailov' has not yet arrived, but the painting in the exhibition was sold at a good price. Knowing that they are not easy, the school also paid a 50% deposit first, but he also spent a lot of money on repairing the kitchen on the twentieth floor. A small fortune.

The water pipes in the house leaked, and Jiang Yi was quite guilty, saying that he would bear the money, and even contacted the construction team, but was rejected by Qi Bai.

Jiang Yi didn't ask him for rent. After knowing that he was coming to live, he even paid the property fee for ten years at once.

The son who has been raised for four years is filial, but as a father, he can't keep pulling people's wool.

The money in hand will have to last at least two months before the next income arrives.

Qi Bai pulled his hair, reluctantly gave a 'tsk': "It's okay, I won't die from hunger."

Just have to cook for yourself.

It was getting late, and after the construction team finished work and left, Qi Bai changed the water in the water tank of the sweeping robot of Jiangjian House.

When the robot was cleaning the living room, he took a rag to wipe the dust generated by construction in other places.

Jiang Jian's House didn't even have a rag, so Qi Bai went upstairs to get his old towel.

The doors of several rooms were closed, Qi Bai did not enter without authorization, and he also told the workers not to wander around the house. The furniture that could be stained with dust outside is the same, and there is actually nothing to wipe.

After everything was sorted out, Qi Bai changed the water for the sweeper and let it charge itself before leaving Jiang Jian's house.

***

In the middle of the night, Jiang Jianzhi was sent back to Yuelan Mansion by his assistants.

Jiang Jianzhi's assistant was two years older than him, eyeing him through the rearview mirror, and asked cautiously:

"Boss, do you need me to take you up?"

Jiang Jianzhi took off his glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and said in a low voice no need. After he finished speaking, he put on his glasses again, regained his usual coldness, and opened the car door.

The assistant was not at ease, so he got out of the car and couldn't help reminding:

"Boss, you stayed in the laboratory all night last night. The doctor said that you had a low-grade fever. The prescribed cold medicine is in your bag. Remember to take it once when you get home and then rest."

Jiang Jianzhi has been in the laboratory all year round. It is normal to work overtime and stay up late at work. In addition to lack of exercise, his physical fitness is not very good——

There is no serious illness, but there will be some minor physical problems every one or two months as a protest.

Under the street lamp, Jiang Jianzhi's face was a little pale, and he frowned in response, but the assistant knew from his expression that he didn't care.

Seeing this, the assistant couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He knew that many people secretly called Jiang Jianzhi a working machine, but the boss was a mortal with flesh and blood, not a machine.

Everyone said that Jiang Jianzhi was gifted, a genius, and he should eat this bowl of rice when he was born, but his assistant who has been with him for so many years understands the hard work behind the boss's current achievements.

Others are chatting and laughing happily at the wine table, and the boss is in the laboratory.

Others are in high spirits on the golf course, and the boss is in the laboratory.

Others are on vacation in the Maldives and the family is happy, and the boss is still in the laboratory...

There is never a pie in the sky.

With a low fever and being bored in the car for a while, Jiang Jian staggered when he got out of the car. The assistant saw him and quickly stepped forward to help him, and then let him go after he stood still.

After recovering from the burst of energy, Jiang Jianzhi waved his assistant to go back.

He was not feeling well, and the assistant was worried. He stood there and watched him enter the community, and turned around when he could not see anyone.

As soon as he turned around, the assistant saw a person standing in the shadow of a street lamp more than ten meters away from the car.

The assistant was taken aback at first, and only after seeing that it was a living person did he relieve the breath he raised.

The other party didn't make any movement at night, so the assistant couldn't help but look at the other party more, and then got into the car and drove away.

Qi Bai came out from the shadow of the street lamp with the barbecue he had packed.

He didn't expect to encounter such a wonderful scene when he went out to have a supper with Jiang Yi——

When he arrived, he happened to see his assistant helping Jiang Jianzhi.

He couldn't hear what the two were talking because they were too far away, he could only see the two sticky hugs.

Mr. Jiang was gone, but this man was still standing there, staring at the back of the other party, reluctant to leave.

And Jiang Jianzhi didn't give up too much. Mr. Jiang, who had always been tall and straight, almost fell into the arms of others.

After moving in for so long, Qi Bai hasn't met anyone to send Jiang Jianzhi back. He didn't expect Mr. Jiang to look like this when he was working.

Just... quite hard work.

Qi Bai held a Coca-Cola in one hand and grilled in the other, shook his head with some sighs, and then wandered home.

***

Early the next morning, Qi Bai was still meeting Duke Zhou when he suddenly received a call from the foreman of the construction team, saying that today would be delayed for a day.

Qi Bai sat up startled from his dying illness and asked, "Why?"

The foreman who was stopped outside the door obviously couldn't figure out the current situation: "The owner won't let it go."

Qi Bai: "...?"

Qi Bai glanced at the time subconsciously, it was almost nine o'clock.

Although there is not much time to meet each other, Qi Bai also knows that Jiang Jianzhi usually leaves at this point.

After hanging up the phone, Qi Bai hugged the quilt and let go on the bed for a few seconds, and finally pulled on his slippers to go downstairs to see what was going on.

While Qi Bai was thinking about washing up, Jiang Jianzhi was standing in front of the kitchen, looking at the conspicuous Post-it note stuck on the sliding door.

This was left by Qi Bai when he left yesterday, to remind Jiang Jianzhi not to enter the dusty kitchen for a few days.

Such a big sticky note only wrote one line of words, Qi Bai thought the composition was not good-looking, so he was bored and drew a kitten wearing glasses on it:

The kitten held the round-frame glasses in one hand, and pointed at the line of words with a slender stick in the other, with a serious reminder on his face.

Jiang Jianzhi looked at the kitten that was drawn vividly with just a few strokes on the sticky note, and thought that the other party deserved to be the number one major in the art department.

It's just that compared with the vivid and naive kitten's exquisite painting style, the handwriting on the side seems too scribbled.

If a student handed in his homework with a handwriting like this, Professor Jiang might ask him to copy at least ten copybooks.

Tearing off the pink sticky note, Jiang Jianzhi wanted to throw it into the trash can, but his hands were hanging above the trash can. He glanced at the cartoon kitten on it from the corner of his eye. He paused, then withdrew his hand again. .

Forget it, the kitten is innocent.

Back in the study and sitting down, Jiang Jianzhi stuck the post-it note on the pen holder.

Take a look, look again, and...

Professor Jiang really couldn't bear the flamboyant words, and finally tore off the post-it with a blank expression and put it in the drawer.

Jiang Jianzhi rubbed the center of his brows. After reading the handwriting a few times, his head seemed to hurt a little more than before.

'Knock, knock, knock—"

The familiar knock on the door sounded, and Jiang Jianzhi heard it immediately this time.

Pursing his somewhat dry lips, he walked out of the study to open the door, and it was indeed Qi Bai standing outside the door.

Qi Bai frowned, his expression was a bit stinky, and he was a little surprised to see Jiang Jianzhi open the door so quickly this time:

"So fast?"

"..." Jiang Jianzhi let him in sideways: "Didn't you know the password?"

Knowing Jiang Jianzhi's rules, Qi Bai didn't want him to remind him after entering the door. He put the things in his hand on the cabinet, opened the shoe cabinet to change for slippers, and replied:

"I'm an outsider, what's the matter if I open the door and come in without saying hello when you're at home?"

Qi Bai can still understand this point.

Seeing him open his shoe cabinet with ease, take out his slippers, bend over to change them, Jiang Jianzhi was speechless for a moment.

However, this person took off his shoes in a mess this time, and they didn't fit in with the few pairs of shoes neatly placed by the owner.

The owner surnamed Jiang: "..."

Jiang Jianzhi closed his eyes, endured the headache and silently helped him straighten his shoes, and finally turned his gaze to the thing he brought:

"what is this?"

"Porridge and side dishes." Qi Bai, who had changed his shoes, turned around and looked at him: "I guess you didn't eat breakfast, did you take your medicine?"

The foreman said on the phone just now that the owner didn't look very well, and his voice was a little hoarse, and he looked like he was sick.

No wonder you didn't go to work.

Qi Bai thought of the other party's minimalist living room and kitchen, and remembered that the other party said he never ordered takeaway, so he simply boiled the leftover rice and water into porridge from last night, and took it to see his fake boyfriend.

Jiang Jianzhi did not have breakfast, nor did he plan to eat it.

Knowing that Jiang Jianzhi was ill, the research institute forced him to take a day off, but as his assistant guessed, he didn't take a low-grade fever to heart.

Professor Jiang even turned on his computer, preparing to work from home.

He didn't expect that Qi Bai would know that he was not feeling well and bring him breakfast, so he was stunned.

And Qi Bai, who was standing in the empty living room with his lunch box in his hand, was also stunned.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Qi Bai spoke first, with a deep tone:

"Then here comes the question... Isn't it a bit too much for you to sit on the ground and eat as a patient?"

Not even a place to sit, where to have breakfast?

Jiang Jianzhi: "..."

In the end, Professor Jiang bought a dining table and chairs that had not been opened for several years, and finally saw the light of day this morning.

Qi Bai asked the patient to carry the breakfast, and rolled up his sleeves to do it himself.

When he went out to throw out the packaging garbage, Professor Jiang, who was extremely intelligent, looked at the tables and chairs arranged, and couldn't understand how things suddenly turned into what they are today.

Qi Bai's ability to act was very strong at this time. When he came back, he saw that Jiang Jianzhi was still standing there. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he raised his eyebrows:

"Why are you standing there, don't be shy, just sit down."

Standing at his home, Jiang Jianzhi: "..."

Professor Jiang was good at thinking but not eloquent. After watching Qi Bai for two seconds, he sat down without saying anything.

Jiang Jianzhi's face was two points paler than usual, and he was a little sickly. Coupled with his extremely lethal face, his silent appearance at this moment made me feel sorry for him.

Qi Bai couldn't bear it, so he sat down beside him and opened the lunch box with his own hands to take out the things.

Jiang Jianzhi, who was not good at dealing with such situations, asked silently for a moment, "How about eating together?"

Qi Bai said as it should: "Otherwise? I watch you eat?"

Jiang Jianzhi: "..."

Seeing Jiang Jianzhi's expression from the corner of the eye, Qi Bai paused for a moment before laughing angrily:

"No, you really plan to let me watch you eat?"

Jiang Jianzhi opened his mouth to speak, but Qi Bai frowned at him, his expression was more serious than the kitten he drew on the sticky note last night:

"Mr. Jiang, this is your fault."

Jiang Jianzhi's house seemed to be robbed by robbers. Qi Bai was worried that he was sick and had nothing to eat at home alone, so he came down after making breakfast. He was busy all morning and didn't have time to drink water, but he didn't expect that the other party wanted to eat alone.

Qi Bai, who got up early without drinking water but drank a large box of yogurt, looked at Jiang Jianzhi with a straight face, and questioned from his soul:

"Mr. Jiang, does this make sense to you?"

The author has something to say:

Xiaobai: That's unreasonable!

Professor Jiang, who is not good at eloquence, can't get in the way: ...