Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Jian Zhinian blinked in disbelief and closed it again. There was still a trace of blood on the edge of the invitation, where it had cut his palm...

There was no mistake. He opened it again and it was the same.

Blank.

A blank invitation!

Mu Qingyuan's mother actually gave him a blank invitation?

How could this be?

Jian Zhinian suddenly remembered what Mu Qingyuan asked him back when he asked him the question.

——Zhizhi, when my mother gave you the invitation, did you open it and take a look?

It turns out that there was really no engagement...

In order to make him give up, Dong Mingyue lied to him.

But why would they use such a crude scam?

But it was such a clumsy scam that deceived him...

Jian Zhinian took a deep breath and looked at the cut ring in the ziplock bag next to the invitation.

He put the invitation down, and when he picked up the ring, it was no longer so heavy.

He carefully opened the ziplock bag and held the ring on his fingertips. The platinum material is extremely corrosion-resistant and even dust could not get in after being placed in the bag for several months.

Perhaps for other people, the value of a platinum ring lies in its value, its rarity, and its meaning.

Ke Jianzhi studied chemistry and frequently went in and out of key laboratories.

He has handled countless rare and precious metals, but in his eyes, platinum has always been just an element code "Pt".

If someone asks a question about platinum, his first reaction must be its position in the periodic table and its series of physical and chemical properties.

But there was one person in the world who made Jian Zhinian throw away all his knowledge and believe in a gimmicky advertisement.

Although it is something that is more often available in the form of solution and measured in milliliters within his sight, he is willing to spend tens of thousands of dollars to go to the mall to buy a round thing that is sold in grams.

The things he gave away were trampled upon like this.

He didn't know how much effort it took for him to get it back and hide it.

Now that he holds it in his palm again, Jian Zhinian's heart still aches.

But, with the healing power of the blank invitation, he thought, he could try to recall.

Jian Zhinian turned on the desk lamp and looked at it carefully. Suddenly, he moved closer and his pupils trembled violently.

Blood...

It's subtle, but it is true.

Jian Zhinian's heart tightened. Why was there blood inside the ring? What made Mu Qingyuan prefer to make him sad rather than explain more for himself?

Jian Zhinian closed his eyes and put the ring back into the ziplock bag.

Since Mu Qingyuan is unwilling to say it, then he will wait until the day when he is willing to say it.

If one day he doesn't want to wait anymore, he can ask again...

At half past ten, the fingerprint lock was unlocked. Jian Zhinian looked up from his book, stood up and walked out the door.

The man at the entrance was changing his shoes, bringing a hint of coolness.

"Where did you go?"

Jian Zhinian spoke casually and went to the kitchen.

Mu Qingyuan seemed to be in a good mood after hearing this. Instead of answering, he asked, "Miss me?"

He had long legs and he walked a few steps to the kitchen. He hugged Jian Zhinian from behind, holding her slender and strong waist in his arms. Mu Qingyuan couldn't let go.

This man's waist should be measured by himself.

This realization excited him.

"Zhizhi, you are too thin. You should gain some weight."

Mu Qingyuan's hand wandered around Jian Zhinian's waist.

Jian Zhinian slapped someone's paw away and said, "Just talk, don't make any moves, and eat quickly."

He gently pushed the person aside, took two dishes and walked towards the restaurant.

Mu Qingyuan smiled as he brought out the other dishes and added half a bowl for Jian Zhinian. He said, "Would you like to eat with me?"

Jian Zhinian was a little reluctant, but looking at Mu Qingyuan's expectant eyes, he couldn't refuse, so he nodded.

Mu Qingyuan was probably really hungry. He ate the simple meal with gusto, as if he was having a delicious feast.

The dinner companion ate so happily that Jian Zhinian finished half a bowl of rice without realizing it.

Seeing this, Mu Qingyuan smiled as he cleared the dishes and said, "Let's add a midnight snack to our family from now on."

Jian Zhinian rolled his eyes at him and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"When did you go out? Why didn't you eat the meal you prepared? Why are you back so late?"

Mu Qingyuan wiped his hands, pushed the man against the edge of the table, raised his eyebrows and smiled; "Are you so strict?"

"You are talking nonsense...what...hmm..."

Just as Jian Zhinian was about to speak, his mouth was blocked and he could not make a sound.

Shameless!

After pushing the person away with great difficulty, Jian Zhinian also lost the chance to ask again. Looking at Mu Qingyuan's figure going to the bathroom, Jian Zhinian rubbed his eyebrows, and after washing up, he simply continued to read on the sofa.

When Mu Qingyuan came out, he saw Jian Zhinian curled up on the sofa with a focused look. He walked over quietly, sat down next to Jian Zhinian, and put his arm around his waist.

"can not fall asleep?"

"Well, sort of."

Seeing that he didn't even raise his head, Mu Qingyuan felt a little jealous. He reached out and took his hand that was turning the pages of the book to play with it. They intertwined their fingertips and held each other. When they relaxed, they bent their fingers and lightly stroked his palm, looking at Jian Zhinian with burning eyes...

A fiery gaze can sometimes be tinged with temperature, at least Jian Zhinian felt it at this moment.

The back of his neck felt slightly hot and the journal on his lap slipped off. He looked up at Mu Qingyuan helplessly, then lowered his eyes, also fixing his gaze on their interlocked fingers.

Suddenly, he had an idea and looked up at Mu Qingyuan again.

When their eyes met, he asked, "Qingyuan, where is the ring I gave you?"

He thought he could hold back from asking, but he didn't expect to ask so soon.

The sudden question, their eyes touching, their fingers intertwined, any abnormality would be easily noticed.

Mu Qingyuan had no way to avoid it. The index finger on Jian Zhinian's palm paused slightly. His face looked calm, but his heart was in turmoil and his mind was racing.

"Why are you asking this suddenly?" Mu Qingyuan asked with a smile.

Jian Zhinian didn't intend to let it go, and asked, "Don't you have it with you?"

Mu Qingyuan didn't want to lie to Jian Zhinian, and he couldn't.

"I think I lost it... Zhizhi..."

Mu Qingyuan was speechless, like a big boy who had done something wrong and couldn't make excuses. He didn't see the ring after he woke up, probably he lost it...

Jian Zhinian took a deep breath, broke free from Mu Qingyuan's hand, stood up and went back to the bedroom.

Mu Qingyuan followed closely, watching Jian Zhinian lift the quilt and get into bed. He also climbed up on the other side and moved closer.

"Zhizhi... don't be angry, give me another one, I will definitely not lose it this time..."

Jian Zhinian didn't look at him and said, "No thanks."

"Then I'll give you one?"