The green camphor tree has a deep view

The lights in the dormitory had been turned off long ago.

Wen Qing washed up in the dark, changed into her pajamas quietly, and lay down on the bed.

Everything was quiet, but the skin on my lower back was still burning, as if the burning hand had not left yet.

Wen Qing crawled into the quilt, her blushing cheeks buried deep in the pillow.

This was too much! He touched her waist naturally and said a bunch of nonsense, but she just stood there in a daze, helpless and letting him do what he wanted.

Before leaving, Song Jingshen took out a box of ointment from the car.

"Here." He raised his chin towards her, "Apply it on your legs and lower back when you get home."

"……No."

"Okay, let's leave the mark for a few more days." The man smiled, raised his hand and threw the ointment into the car, then took a few steps closer and looked at her carefully: "You look pretty good in a sweatshirt."

After hearing what he said, Wen Qing remembered that the sweatshirt she was wearing was given by him, and hurriedly said, "I'll wash it and return it to you."

He replied "OK" quite seriously, and then said with a half smile: "Next time if you wear the wrong clothes, I may not lend it to you."

It was obviously him who refused to wait for her to change clothes, but instead blamed her for wearing the wrong clothes!

In the darkness, Wen Qing's eyes were wide open with anger and she had no desire to sleep at all.

At the birthday party, the Qi family asked her to be a tutor, and he saw it all. He said nothing at the time, but privately accused her of trying to get close to the Qi family.

Bah! He thought everyone else was as dirty as him. Next time they met, she would be tough and not let him flirt with her.

It's just easier said than done. For example, tonight, the words to refute him were on the tip of her tongue, but when she saw him leaning over, she instantly froze and couldn't say a word she wanted to say.

Why did this happen? Wen Qing hated herself for not living up to her expectations. Her heart started pounding when she thought of him holding her waist up...

We can't fall into his hands again.

As she thought and recalled this, she fell into a deep sleep without realizing it. She was completely unaware that the skin on her lower back was still red, as red as rouge, adding a touch of ambiguity.

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The next morning, Wen Qing went to the Electronic Building to look for Gu Huaiyuan, but was surprised to find him empty-handed. It was still early, so she decided to wait for him at the door of the laboratory.

There were not many people in the laboratory. Senior brother Jiang Xueming was explaining integrated circuits to two or three master's students. When he saw Wen Qing coming over, he nodded as a greeting.

Wen Qing smiled faintly in response and stood quietly in the corridor, afraid of disturbing his lecture.

Gu Huaiyuan's laboratory is quite large. It is connected to more than a dozen rooms including professors' offices, reception rooms, achievement exhibition rooms, special study rooms, etc., occupying an entire floor.

There is only one personal laboratory of this size in the entire School of Engineering, which highlights Gu Huaiyuan's extraordinary status in the school.

Unlike other professors, Gu Huaiyuan is not interested in fame or fortune, and does not like to seek personal gain. He is wholeheartedly engaged in basic research that few people are interested in.

As we all know, basic research is a cold bench. If no results are produced for a long time, the research will face the embarrassing situation of not being able to recruit students and not being able to obtain funding.

Fortunately, Gu Huaiyuan has a unique vision and is good at discovering the most valuable research directions. Once he produces results, they will attract widespread attention, and the continuous follow-up development will be enough to support the team for several years.

His research was practical, and one school-enterprise project after another came to him to collaborate with him. Students who graduated from him were often sought after by companies, but Gu Huaiyuan was not keen on this and often assigned the projects to other people.

As a result, Gu Huaiyuan's academic reputation continued to rise, and sister colleges and universities extended olive branches to attract this goose that lays golden eggs. Department leaders also took special care of Gu Huaiyuan's team, fearing that they would not be able to serve this great Buddha well.

Therefore, the rent of Wen Qing's study room was nothing in the eyes of the department leaders. If it were not inconvenient for a girl, it would be no problem to arrange a temporary dormitory for her.

But Wen Qing didn't think so. She couldn't stand the pressure of receiving something for nothing. If she started this, and everyone started making demands, wouldn't that make Professor Gu embarrassed?

After a while, Gu Huaiyuan walked towards the laboratory building. As soon as he entered the main hall, he saw Wen Qing standing there, looking at him eagerly.

She has not yet been deeply involved in the project, so it is impossible for her to come early in the morning to report on the research progress. She must be here to discuss private matters.

Gu Huaiyuan thought for a moment and led her into the office.

"Professor Gu, I want to cancel the independent study room." Wen Qing explained her purpose as soon as she entered the room.

"Why are you quitting?" Gu Huaiyuan looked surprised. "Did the hospital look for you?"

"No, no," Wen Qing explained quickly, "I heard that the rent for the study room is very high, and I don't want to take up the group's funds."

Gu Huaiyuan was even more surprised: "Why did you suddenly bring this up? Who told you that?"

"I just found out yesterday." Wen Qing evaded the point, "Professor, is it against the rules for me to be a tutor in the study room?"

"This is not something you should consider. As long as tutoring does not affect the progress of scientific research, you can do it. I have no objection, so what else can others say?" Gu Huaiyuan pondered for a moment, and seemed to understand in his heart, "Did you hear what Jing Shen said?"

Wen Qing didn't say anything, which meant she agreed.

Gu Huaiyuan took off his glasses, closed his eyes slightly, and rubbed his nose lightly: "My nephew... probably doesn't like Zhou Wen, and has a prejudice against you."

Wen Qing continued to remain silent.

Gu Huaiyuan looked at her thoughtfully for a while, and said, "I don't know how much Zhou Wen told you about what happened back then. My sister had a car accident that year, and Jing Shen was also in the car. He believed that the foot brake of the car had been tampered with, so my sister died of murder."

Wen Qing was stunned. Murder? Song Jingshen actually suspected to such an extent. No wonder my aunt was worried...

Gu Huaiyuan slowly put on his glasses, his eyes empty, as if recalling something: "My sister knew about Zhou Wen and Song Weiming a long time ago, but no one thought that Song Weiming would let Zhou Wen have a child. After Jing Long was born, my sister's mental state was not normal."

Wen Qing bit her lower lip tightly, and an indescribable emotion rose in her heart.

The Gu and Song families are both well-established and prestigious families. Marriages based on interests often put feelings aside. Gu Huaian could ignore Song Weiming's affairs with other women, but it was different when it came to having a child. Moreover, if she gave birth to a son, he could compete with them for the family property in the future. No wonder she couldn't bear the blow.

But can this matter be blamed entirely on the aunt? She has been with Song Weiming since she was eighteen or nineteen years old. Hasn't she been deceived by him? After Jing Long was born, Song Weiming never gave the aunt a legitimate status, and the aunt once thought about committing suicide.

After Gu Huaian's death, the aunt moved into the mansion for unknown reasons and served her mother-in-law like a servant, while Song Weiming hid back in his hometown and let the Song family speak coldly to the aunt...

A lot of words went around in my head, but I swallowed them back. Some things can only be thought about in the heart. Once spoken out, it will only give people a reason to criticize you.

People would say that my aunt is vain and greedy for money, and that she deserves to be played around by the rich; they would also say that my aunt did whatever it took to get promoted, and that she schemed to have a son...

In short, there is nothing wrong with people at the top of the food chain. Even if there is anything wrong, it is just human nature. However, those who cling to them are extremely wrong. If they do cling to them, they will be even more unforgivable, and even a thousand cuts will not be enough to atone for their sins.

But there was one thing Wen Qing still wanted to know: "Professor Gu, when did you know about my relationship with the Song family?"

Gu Huaiyuan thought for a moment and said, "When the department included you in the key training list, we asked the Student Affairs Office to do a background check."

"Gu Huaian is your sister, you really don't mind my aunt..."

Gu Huaiyuan smiled slightly and said gently: "Zhou Wen is Zhou Wen, you are you, the affairs of the previous generation have nothing to do with you."