Sword walking

The weather on Saturday was pretty good. The pale golden sun shone down, covering the winter plants all over the garden with a layer of gold. Looking around, it really felt like a fairyland.

However, no matter how beautiful this garden is, it is not a scenic spot. It is just a green flower garden in an ordinary community. It is so small that even with a cane, you can walk around it with a cup of tea.

Therefore, the sneaky behavior of a young man walking back and forth here for three to ten minutes seemed quite suspicious, and caused a lot of discussion among a small number of residents who got up early for a walk.

Su Muqiu took out his mobile phone, and couldn't count the number of times he stared at the email he received last night.The string of addresses in the email, he has already seen that he will recite it at this moment, but Su Muqiu still checks the house number to make sure that he is not in the wrong place.

In fact, he is unlikely to go wrong, because the address Ye Xiu gave him is a famous high-end residential area nearby. It is said that intellectuals or their relatives and friends come and go. If people guess where Ye Xiu, a rare species of national treasure, lives , eight out of ten will point to this community.

He stared at the door from a distance, and wiped the sweat from his palms on the hem of his trousers.

Su Muqiu was not nervous about visiting the teacher on holiday.

How many students avoid the teacher, wishing that this kind of creature would only respawn inside the school gate, otherwise they would feel uneasy doing some bad things outside. Su Muqiu, who has always maintained an image of being hardworking and diligent, has no obstacles to this. Other teachers have opened small stoves.

What troubled him was not the event itself, but the place and the object...

The student asked a question about information, the teacher answered the first question, and then sent her home address to the second question. Is this really normal?And that Mr. Ye who "stay away from stupid mortals"?However, Teacher Ye himself didn't take it seriously at all, as if Su Muqiu's holiday visit was normal and natural, so he replied casually in the email...

Maybe other people get along with their mentor like this, and it's so rare for him?

Last night, Su Muqiu wrote a thank you letter back to Ye Xiu with his mind full of question marks. He sat with his arms crossed and stared at the screen of the Internet cafe all night, puzzled, and finally realized that it is necessary to brainstorm at such a time, so at three o'clock in the morning Fang Rui and Huang Shaotian were woken up by more than a dozen phone calls with no conscience, and asked them about their relationship with Wei Chen.

"What materials do you want? Do you have to have a holiday? Can't wait for class? And Su Muqiu, you are so paralyzed that you have thought about calling at this time..." Huang Shaotian was full of resentment, and Su Muqiu cut off the call decisively.

"Wherever the teacher tells us to go, what else can we choose? He just said that if we want to do programming by the pool, we have to go." Fang Rui was drowsy, "Su Da, stop playing and let us go..."

"Thank you, your answers have no reference value at all." Su Muqiu replied.

But Fang Rui was right. After all, he was the one who needed help from others, not to mention Ye Xiu was his mentor. Even if Teacher Ye got nervous and asked him to copy the data while watching the sunrise on the top of the mountain, Su Muqiu would have to die bravely.

It was not too late to make amends, Su Muqiu used the rest of the time to search for various tutorials on "first-time home visits", until it was dark, and the night shift network administrator came to call for settlement and got off the plane, then hurriedly packed his things and rushed to the unknown battlefield.

The departure time was too early, and except for a few 24-hour shops along the way, the other shops hadn't opened yet. Su Muqiu, who wanted to buy a gift to bring with him, was in vain.However, even if you want to go back and buy something again, what should you buy?His teacher doesn't seem to have any hobbies other than coding... Does Mr. Ye live with his family?Health food maybe work?Su Muqiu immediately went to Baidu, and concentrated on comparing the differences between several brands, when suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder.

When Su Muqiu turned his head, he saw a tall and strong man with a scar on his face staring at him suspiciously.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" The other party asked, glancing at Su Muqiu's phone screen, "Are you here for sales?"

Su Muqiu frowned: "You are..."

The gentleman held up his security badge pinned to his chest with a straight face.

Su Muqiu put on a sincere and reliable smile in a blink of an eye: "Good morning, brother guard! You've worked hard. I'm here to visit the teacher."

The guard's suspicion increased a bit: "Teacher? Which teacher? Have you registered? Or is it some new sales excuse?"

"I'm looking for Teacher Ye Xiu in Room 3 on the 7rd floor. I'm his student." Su Muqiu looked down for his student ID card, "Sorry, where can I register..."

Su Muqiu had only spoken halfway, when the guard's expression changed from cloudy to sunny in an instant, and he patted Su Muqiu's shoulder, wishing he could put the four characters of enthusiasm and kindness on his face: "Oh! It's Teacher Ye? Did you make it clear earlier? , are you a student of Teacher Ye? Not bad, Teacher Ye is a good person, smart and easy to get along with, well, the student seems to be a good-looking person..."

Mr. Guards praised Ye Xiu so much that he was in the sky. Su Muqiu was shaken by the filming, and he said yes, yes, yes, sweat dripping from his heart. Ye Xiu is so famous that even the guards know him?It shouldn't be, it's not an idol star.

"May I go in, please..."

"At this time, Teacher Ye should be in class, and it will be over in half an hour." He raised his wrist to check the time.

"Class?" Su Muqiu was taken aback, flipping through Ye Xiu's timetable automatically in his mind, "Where is it? What class is it?"

"In this community, I take computer classes." The guard explained, "Teach people how to turn on the phone, type, write emails, play minesweeper and so on. I heard that the teaching is quite good, probably because I have more experience in teaching at school..."

"Ahem, he doesn't teach this at school."

"Hahaha, is that so? I think so too. Teaching someone to make a software that automatically plays minesweeping is more or less the same." The elder guard grinned and put his arms around Su Muqiu's shoulders, "It's cold outside, come and come, don't let people call me Bully Teacher Ye's students, otherwise I will be haunted by his fans."

Su Muqiu's expression became more and more strange: "The fan group...?"

According to the guard, Ye Xiu's class ended at ten o'clock, and he asked Su Muqiu to wait in the guard room.Su Muqiu would rather have a blast outside, but he was too enthusiastic to refuse, so he was embarrassed to be invited to drink tea by the guards.

The guard brother took the opportunity to rest, got himself a cup of hot water, rubbed his hands, and chatted with Su Muqiu, as if why he came so early, did he come to ask about homework, and finally, under Su Muqiu's conscious guidance, he turned to chattering Introduce what Ye Xiu is doing.

It is near a school district, and most of the residents are family members of teachers, with a relatively high proportion of elderly people. Su Muqiu knows this, and saw it with his own eyes this morning.

Retired people have a lot of time and feel bored at home. They often invite friends to organize activities, such as small Chinese cooking, one-day outings, square dance teaching, etc., and they are free to participate.

A few months ago, they bought several old computers from nowhere, borrowed a vacant activity room from the property, built a simple computer room, and posted a notice to ask for a teacher—the threshold is quite low, as long as they can teach people to send Sending emails, reading the news, and occasionally sweeping mines can be done as simple as pulling a middle school student on the road.

However, in order to match the work and rest of the elderly, the course time is arranged from [-] am to [-] am on Saturday morning, not to mention that it is almost free, and no one paid any attention to this notice.

"Ms. Ye has applied?"

"No." Speaking of this, the elder guard scratched his head in confusion, "I heard from them that Teacher Ye didn't notice the notice at all..."

"Hmm..." Su Muqiu didn't feel too surprised.

Perhaps it should be said that Ye Xiu and Su Muqiu, the master and apprentice, flocked like birds of a feather, devoting 12 energy to the things they were interested in, and other trivial matters such as eating and sleeping, all were handled so-so and muddled along.

The notice in the elevator room had been posted for a few weeks, but Ye Xiu didn't notice it when he got off work, until one day, he helped Granny Zhang from the same building carry fruit into the elevator. : "Hey, Xiaoye, do you study computer? Are you free on Saturday morning? The mother-in-law didn't mean to disturb you, but I heard that with some software, you can chat with my grandson face to face every night, is it true? ... But he is studying abroad, how is this possible? Is it really possible?"

Under the expectant eyes of the other party, Teacher Ye held the lukewarm orange in his hand, and half pushed and half accepted the drudgery.

The old people are very unfamiliar with the mouse and keyboard, and the operation is very slow. They are often startled, click on the screen to jump out of any window, and they have to nervously grab Ye Xiu and ask around.In addition, they still can't remember how to turn on the phone, and they have to spend more than ten minutes in each class, teaching them one by one from looking for the power button.

Early Saturday morning, sacrificing the rest time is already very painful, and you have to deal with a bunch of the same simple problems. If you let others know that Ye Xiu, a great god, is here to do this kind of work, you will have to say a few words of "spoiling talent".

Teacher Ye enjoyed it and told them not to be nervous and just play casually.

The guard had never been to the classroom, so he didn't know what was going on inside, but after the course was promoted, many residents would talk about what happened in the classroom, and after listening to gossip a few times, he left a very good impression of Ye Xiu. .

"Uncle Wang on the eighth floor said that Mr. Ye was serious and patient when teaching, and he never scolded others. He also told them not to be afraid of breaking the computer. If it broke, he would ask students to fix it..."

Su Muqiu who may be called to repair the computer at any time: "Hahaha."

"Grandma Zhang is very proud, she studies very seriously." The vicious-looking guard smiled a little straightforwardly, "She shows off when she meets everyone, saying that Teacher Xiaoye praised her for her good qualities, and even asked her if she would like to be his graduate student."

"..." Graduate student Su Muqiu choked on his saliva.

It sounds like Teacher Ye is more kind to these senior students in the kindergarten class than to the students in the school... Dear Ye Xiu?Su Muqiu put down the water glass and decided to reserve his opinion.

After Ye Xiu announced that class was over, he was just one step too late, and was surrounded by over-enthusiastic older students, asking "Do you have a date?" and "Would you like to come to my house for dinner?" He smashed his glasses crookedly, had no choice but to shout "I have an appointment, thank you everyone" at the top of his voice, and then escaped in a narrow escape.

He wiped off his sweat, took out his mobile phone to contact Su Muqiu, and when he walked slantly through the door, he saw a picture of his student and his brother guards nestling together in the guard room to keep warm.

He walked over and knocked on the window, and when Su Muqiu turned his head, he asked with a smile, "Su Muqiu, it's so early? Are you having a good chat?"

The elder brother of the security guard quickly replied: "Ms. Ye, he has been waiting for you for more than an hour. It's cold in winter, and you didn't tell anyone that you have something to do in the morning..."

"One hour? So long?" Ye Xiu asked.

"No no……"

"We had a good chat, and I just told Student Su about the sixth floor..."

"Huh? What's the matter?" Ye Xiu became curious.

"Ms. Ye doesn't know, let me tell you, it's..."

Su Muqiu broke out in a cold sweat, got up immediately, grabbed Ye Xiu's wrist and walked away quickly: "Oh, it's about cats, hehe, we can talk again when we have a chance, I really can't wait to discuss homework with the teacher, really, I'm sorry Brother, Teacher Ye, let's go..."

Ye Xiu didn't struggle, and let Su Muqiu drag him away, but took the opportunity to stuff the received fruit to the guard who still wanted to talk, and waved his hand as a thank you.

Su Muqiu was relieved until he ran into the elevator, with a helpless expression on his face.

The guard brother is too good at talking, if he stays longer, maybe he will have to listen to him count how many kittens, males and females his cats have given birth to. Although the enthusiasm is good, it is really overwhelming at this level.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting." Ye Xiu said, "He's not bad, it's just that he's been with the old man for a long time, so he can't help talking more."

Knowing that Ye Xiu was referring to the guards, Su Muqiu quickly waved his hands and said, "No, it's because I came too early. I understand that he has good intentions..."

As soon as he raised his hand, he realized that something was wrong, and he clasped a thin white wrist tightly in his palm, shaking it with the force of his hand.It was a hand that was too perfect for a man, thin and well-proportioned, and Su Muqiu could easily cover that wrist with his palms together.

His gaze subconsciously followed the wrist all the way, and suddenly met the calm eyes of the owner of that hand.

He was still holding Teacher Ye's hand!

Su Muqiu came to his senses immediately, and immediately let go to apologize. Just now, in a hurry, he took Teacher Ye away without thinking too much, but who is Ye Xiu?That was his teacher, not his classmate!How can you drag around like this? !

Ye Xiu rubbed his wrists, smiled at the embarrassed Su Muqiu, leaned over to press the third floor, and the elevator went up smoothly.Su Muqiu felt extremely embarrassed, and dryly asked a bunch of irrelevant trifles to try to ease the atmosphere. Fortunately, the third floor arrived soon. After the door opened with a ding, Teacher Ye stepped out of the elevator slowly and led Su Muqiu to the third floor In front of the door of the seventh room, he unlocked it and turned into the room and disappeared in a flash, leaving Su Muqiu outside the door.

Su Muqiu heard the deep sound of the heater starting to operate, stood by the door and poked his head, straightened his clothes, and called in, "Ms. Ye?"

"There are slippers by the door, put them on by yourself. Lock the door for me by the way." A vague answer came from inside.

"it is good."

There were only a few pairs of shoes in the shoe cabinet, all of the same size, and they were all men's models, which meant that Ye Xiu lived here alone.

Su Muqiu calmed down a little. When he changed his shoes and stepped into Ye Xiu's house according to the instructions, emotions other than nervousness suddenly emerged in his heart. The emotions were solemn and great, cautious and surging, mixed with the desire to obtain the truth with his own eyes. People call it—seeking gossip... …

What does Ye Xiu's place look like? It's so curious!

He guessed what he would see later, a luxurious suite?study room?Or a computer room with luxurious suite supplies?

Su Muqiu said "Excuse me", and made two steps in three steps. After entering the room, he turned his eyes and scanned around quickly.

Teacher Ye lived in a nice suite, three bedrooms and one living room, with a kitchen and a balcony, good lighting and spacious space. I believe it will be a warm and comfortable place to tidy up.

However, when Su Muqiu glanced at it, the most intuitive feeling was only two words: emptiness.

This kind of emptiness does not mean that there is nothing in Ye Xiu's house, but the impression it gives.

The furniture is complete, and the color scheme is comfortable and pleasing to the eye, but there are not a few of Ye Xiu's personal items in any corner, as if this is a temporary place like a hotel.

Usually people live in a place, and they will arrange it more or less according to their own preferences, as small as throwing a pillow, putting a photo frame, hanging calligraphy and painting, placing porcelain vases, and painting the entire surface.

Su Muqiu is a person who doesn't spend much time in this aspect. Even so, the place where he and Su Mucheng lived when they were young had raised fish, put up posters, and there were even small flowers secretly drawn by the young Mucheng in the corner.

As for Ye Xiu, it's no different from living in a finished house directly.

Ye Xiu opened the floor-to-ceiling windows to ventilate the room before going out, and the cool winter wind blew through, and the printed materials were scattered all over the place in a mess, which made the feeling of emptiness even stronger.

Su Muqiu was looking at the room, when he heard someone shuffling his feet, coming out of the kitchen, and handing him a can of... iced coffee.

How about some iced coffee early in the morning?

"Sorry, there are no other drinks in the house to serve, let's make do with it."

"Ye..." Su Muqiu asked, "Teacher Ye...?"

"Ok?"

The man who gave people iced coffee early in the morning was wearing a loose and comfortable gray cashmere sweater, his black hair fell naturally, and there was a faint smile on his lips. He was leaning against the door frame in a very lazy posture. Su Muqiu immediately Almost mistaking him for another person he'd never actually met.

However, if you look closely, although it is far from his usual meticulous image, Ye Xiu still wears his iconic glasses. His eyes behind the lenses are cold and clear, and the blurry illusion fades away.

Teacher Ye is usually like this...it's not a robot.Is it a pity that Su Mu can't come out in autumn?

"If you want to heat it, you can use it in the kitchen." Ye Xiu compared.

Su Muqiu shook his head, and followed Ye Xiu's guidance to move towards the living room. When the two were only a few steps away, Teacher Ye was taken aback for a moment, and his probing eyes were fixed on Su Muqiu, making the latter feel inexplicable.

"Do you smoke? What brand?"

"I don't smoke." Su Muqiu was taken aback, but quickly denied it.

Ye Xiu rubbed his nose: "You smell like smoke all over your body."

"Probably got it somewhere else, sorry..." Su Muqiu misunderstood Ye Xiu's actions and quickly explained.After a night of edification in the Internet cafe, he could no longer smell the smoke on his body.

"Oh, you said it was the smoking area of ​​the internet cafe." Ye Xiu nodded understandingly.

Su Muqiu didn't hear clearly, so he asked "what?" Ye Xiu just waved his hand, asking people to find a place to sit.

There was a low table in the living room, but whether it was on the table, the sofa or the floor, it was covered with scattered materials, and the paper occupied most of the space openly, leaving Su Muqiu nowhere to set foot.Instead, Ye Xiu pushed the information into an empty space and sat down. From the files and notes, he dug out a new laptop computer and put it aside. The screen was shining brightly, and the programming window that Su Muqiu was quite familiar with was lined with lines of code.

Ye Xiu clearly remembered why Su Muqiu came to the door during the holidays, so he reached out to the other party. Su Muqiu took out the USB flash drive from his backpack, Teacher Ye took it and plugged it into the laptop port. There was a scream, and a bloody poisoning reminder popped up.

Ye Xiu: "..."

Su Muqiu: "..."

Ye Xiu comforted: "Internet cafe! I understand, I understand."

If there is a hole in the ground, Su Muqiu will bury himself.

Ye Xiu ran the anti-drug software, randomly fiddled with the documents all over the floor, and made room for Su Muqiu who was frozen in place: "There is still some time, sit down. Come, tell me how your progress is?"

"It was almost done, but due to an accident, everything returned to zero..." Su Muqiu knew that he had to answer honestly at this time.

"Come on!" Ye Xiu just said that.

Seeing the anti-drug progress bar crawling slowly, Su Muqiu sorted out the few pieces of paper that fell to the ground due to Ye Xiu's actions, and glanced at the contents inadvertently, but his expression changed on the spot.He immediately picked up the nearest few documents, arranged them in order according to Ye Xiu's habit, and flipped through them.

This is the document for this plan.

Judging from the few paragraphs of concise code listed in the text, it is obvious that it was written by Ye Xiu. The degree of completion is quite high, and various novel ideas emerge in endlessly. However, starting from a certain paragraph, there are several blank spaces between paragraphs. , where the part that Su Muqiu should have completed was supposed to be embedded.

Some teachers will assign all the plans to graduate students, while others will personally participate. Ye Xiu is a well-deserved master in implementation. There are not enough students, so naturally he will personally participate.Now, Ye Xiu's part has been completed as scheduled, but Su Muqiu, who participated in the plan unexpectedly...

Su Muqiu thought of Ye Xiu's cheering words a few minutes ago, and felt more embarrassed and ashamed than being scolded by him.

If the plan is not completed, it will only be Ye Xiu who will lose face. What made Ye Xiu not only casually agree to Su Muqiu's request for another copy instead of eliminating him, but even have the mood to fight drugs here?Does this person know whose plan this is, and what is nervousness?

Ye Xiu was completely unaware of the other party's intense mental activity, and chatted lazily: "By the way, you often hang out with Wei Chen and those two students recently? Did you go to the Internet cafe together last night? What's going on, the dormitory is completely disconnected from the Internet?"

When Su Muqiu thought of this, he was filled with resentment, and his whole body became dark.

But right now, there are more things that should be done than explaining the whole process of how he fell from the dormitory to an Internet cafe, or expressing criticism and contempt for the corrupt living conditions of some two people.

"Next Tuesday is the day when the staged results will be announced." Su Muqiu said suddenly.

Ye Xiu thought for a while, "Well, that's right."

"It's Saturday morning, forty minutes before noon, that is to say, there are only three days left before the deadline, but there is no sign of DEMO."

"Yes!" Ye Xiu nodded.

Su Muqiu was quite straightforward: "If it's too late, what will you do?"

"Well, that can't be helped!"

Seeing Ye Xiu's indifferent appearance, Su Muqiu's guilt for slowing down the progress was about to be ignited, but Ye Xiu explained plainly: "If you can't do it, no one will think that my decision to let you join the plan lacks thought, or Blame you for your lack of ability. Because you are the best student in the same period, representing the highest level of this year, you can't do it, and the other students are even more impossible."

Is this... a compliment?Su Muqiu blushed with guilt.

Ye Xiu continued: "Maybe others can understand, but not you and me."

He stared at his students.

"Su Muqiu, can you accept that you are 'only at this level'? Will you let down my trust in you?"

With a knowing blow, Su Muqiu's blood gauge was instantly cleared, and he fell into silence.

He was silent for quite a long time, so long that someone else might have been disappointed in Su Muqiu.But Ye Xiu remained calm, cleared the virus, and copied the data into the USB drive without any hesitation.

His posture is full, what is Su Muqiu's response?

When Ye Xiu looked up from behind the notebook, he inadvertently met Su Muqiu's gaze, which was looking straight at him without avoiding it.

That look...Ye Xiu was taken aback.

Su Muqiu suddenly lowered his head, took off his coat and folded it aside.He picked up the documents piled up in the living room one by one, sorted them and put them on the sofa, freeing up half of the desktop, then took out the notebook from the bag, sat down directly, and connected the power cord.

He took the initiative to open the code he had written so far, and pointed the screen at Ye Xiu. He didn't need to explain, the latter understood what he meant.

"Instead of using this code, it's better..." Ye Xiu moved around, pointed to some places, moved to Su Muqiu's side and clicked on the keyboard, changed a few characters, "It works more stably."

Su Muqiu knew that what Ye Xiu said was right, and he also thought about it: "But this will have to give up another function, right? I have another idea..."

"Well! More creativity than practicality."

"In this case, I think it looks good. Three lines have been shortened."

"Hey, it's so fancy to make a program, don't consider the compatibility, the low-level system crashes in minutes..."

"..." Su Muqiu refused to accept, grabbed the notebook, and typed another line on it, "Add this paragraph and it will work."

"I don't think so! Opportunistic, tsk tsk." Ye Xiu shook his head with a sigh, his tone and expression were very serious, which made Su Muqiu want to hit someone.

The two sides refused to give in to each other. At the end of the dispute, Ye Xiu also opened his notebook, and the two of them huddled together, entering a state of frantic rush.

Once they get busy, they completely forget about other things. Except for going to the bathroom halfway, they don’t remember the normal needs of eating and drinking water at all.

Su Muqiu regained his senses from this highly concentrated state, but it was because the crisp sound of typing on the keyboard beside him gradually slowed down, and finally stopped completely.

The room was very dark, and I don't know how long ago there was only a screen to provide faint lighting.He turned his head, only to see the light from the screen illuminating the profile of another person.Ye Xiu lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and stared at the jumping code in the window as if he was thinking deeply. At this moment, one of his programming hands was lightly covering the keyboard, and the other was pressing his stomach.

Su Muqiu learned a lesson, clicked to save first, then looked at the time, and realized that it was already midnight. At the same time, the intense hunger that had not eaten for 12 hours slowly caught up.

The light was insufficient, and Su Muqiu couldn't see Ye Xiu's face clearly. He was about to get up and turn on the light, but was stopped by Ye Xiu, who shook his head and turned on a small table lamp with dim light.

"Teacher, are you hungry too?" Su Muqiu noticed Ye Xiu's small movements and rubbed his stomach as well, "I'm sorry to delay teacher's meal..."

Ye Xiu was stunned for a moment, he blinked, and finally nodded slowly.

"Well, starved to death."

"Is there any takeaway nearby?"

"At this time, the takeaway has already closed."

Su Muqiu was thinking about it, and was going to ask Ye Xiu how far the nearest store was, when he turned his head and saw Ye Xiu lying on the table, with no image at all, looking like a rascal who would not make any effort to eat.

No matter from the perspective of subject and guest, the relationship between elders and children, or the standpoint of teachers and students, Ye Xiu should take the initiative and considerately ask Su Muqiu if he would like something to eat, right?But right now, Su Muqiu looked at Ye Xiu, who actually kept his face leaning against the table, reciting vaguely: "Student Su, have you ever heard of 'If you have something to do, the disciple will do his job; if there is food and drink, the master will eat'?" ?”

Su Muqiu's own sister is a talented girl in the Chinese department, and she has a little knowledge of literature. Hearing Ye Xiu say this now, she almost scolded him, "How did you learn Chinese? This paragraph doesn't mean that at all", and it was hard to hold back.

Speaking of which, if it weren't for him, Teacher Ye could have gone out to have a luxurious dinner, and he might have already slept in bed at this time; moreover, the two are graduate students and the supervisor who holds the power of life and death, and it seems that the student will give the supervisor supper. Also... quite normal, right?Su Muqiu had no choice but to get up and asked if he could borrow the kitchen.

Ye Xiu weakly pointed the way, Su Muqiu walked halfway, and heard the other party add: "Student Su, pour me a cup of hot water first..."

"Understood..." Su Muqiu couldn't hold back his airs as a good student, and quickly told himself to calm down.

Depressedly bringing water to someone, Su Muqiu turned into the kitchen, and there was a loud bang.

Behind him, Ye Xiu took a few breaths lightly. The fingertips pressing on his stomach where the tabletop and shadows obscured him turned white, and the force made his abdomen sag strangely. His usually calm and plain face finally revealed A little pain was unbearable.

After taking a few sips of warm water, Ye Xiu calmed down for a moment, hunched his back and stood up, rummaged in the drawer and found some empty medicine bottles, remembering that the last time he was planning to replenish stomach medicine, the brand of eating habits was sold out, I didn't buy it—it seems that it was the time I ran into Su Muqiu by chance.

Ye Xiu refrained from curling up into a ball, his fingertips happened to catch on the round iron box, he looked at the words "sugar" on the lid of the box, focused on the word "sugar", and finally threw it into his mouth A few, silently close your eyes and rest.

Speaking of which, in "The Depths of Contemplation", Ye Li had a scene in which he was hit by someone by mistake and was seriously injured in the abdomen. I really want to record it now, the fidelity must be very high...

Su Muqiu rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, took an inventory in the kitchen, and finally determined that the only edible things were a few buckets of instant noodles of different flavors, soda crackers that were a few days out of date, milk and eggs in a delicate state, and mountains and seas of canned black coffee.

In other words, there was almost only coffee in the refrigerator—the amount was so large that it was suspected that Ye Xiu lived on coffee.

No wonder Ye Xiu brought him coffee in the morning. This is what he makes a living on, and he doesn't think it's a big deal to drink iced coffee on an empty stomach in the winter morning.

Facing Ye Xiu's poor kitchen, Su Muqiu wasn't too frightened. He took care of himself and his younger sister on his own since he was a child, and his financial situation was not good most of the time. These things were enough to feed people.

He found a brand new small soup pot, poured the milk into the pot and heated it up, then took out two buckets of seafood-flavored instant noodles and added seasonings in batches. Make late night parties hungry.

Su Muqiu walked back to the living room with two noodle bowls, only to find that Teacher Ye had moved to the sofa and fell asleep at some point, with his chest heaving weakly, holding a properly bound document, and the fountain pen in his hand was precarious.There was a half-empty water glass on the table, and glasses that were taken off beside the inexplicably familiar throat lozenge box.

It was rare to see Ye Xiu like this. When he fell asleep, his aura weakened significantly, and the invisible sense of distance disappeared a lot.

Continuous long-term mental work, young people have good physical strength, Su Muqiu doesn't feel very tired at the moment, he is just hungry, but Ye Xiu has nothing to do, his sleeping posture is tired.

There is really no way to wake people up just to eat a bowl of instant noodles...

Exclaiming that it was a waste of effort to cook the noodles, Su Muqiu simply didn't think about other things, gently took the things in Ye Xiu's hands, and took a casual look. It was not a high-end thesis as imagined, but the original work of "Gaze into the Deep"... …The original paper in Ye Xiu’s hand had a bunch of weird marks drawn on it. Su Muqiu studied it for a long time, but he couldn’t figure out what it meant. Maybe it was the key point to pay attention to in the later stage of production?Thinking of Qianyin, Su Muqiu let himself be sad for a few seconds. With Fang Rui's situation, I don't know when he will be able to complete it.

He put away his things, sat cross-legged at the table, grabbed the chopsticks and ate the noodles with a sigh.Taking advantage of a short break, Su Muqiu connected his mobile phone to the wifi in Ye Xiu's house, flicked through Weibo, followed the big and small things in the circle, and then clicked on the penguin icon, and several groups listed were bright red 99+, and Keep jumping with new messages.

With so many messages, Su Muqiu didn't intend to crawl. He ignored all of them and directly pulled down. He actually searched for a while before finding the conversation with One Autumn Leaf. The last sentence was the complaint he sent last night.

The conversation with One Autumn Leaf was not the best, which made Su Muqiu very uncomfortable.

"This guy won't take the initiative to contact me." Su Muqiu muttered, turned on the camera and snapped a few pictures of the two bowls of noodles, edited and beautified them a bit, and sent them to One Autumn Leaf Late Night Newspaper.

Qiu Musu: [Picture 1] [Picture 2] [Picture 3]

Qiu Musu: How is it?Doesn't it look very delicious?

Qiu Musu: You definitely can't guess who I'm with...

Su Muqiu posted to himself for a while, but One Autumn Leaf didn't reply, and he didn't feel ignored, because One Autumn Leaf would reply to him as soon as he was online, and if he didn't, it meant that One Autumn Leaf wasn't there at all.For this point, Su Muqiu, who has been with One Autumn Leaf for a while, is quite confident.

Maybe he's asleep?Yiye's schedule is unstable, he stays up late like the group of students who slept through exams for scumbag DOTA.At this time, if One Autumn Leaf had a rest, that would be great, saving him a lot of energy.

Just when Su Muqiu was thinking wildly, a continuous small sound caught his attention.

Following the sound, Ye Xiu's cell phone was vibrating crazily.

When Su Muqiu saw it, the mobile phone slid out of the sofa with a jolt, and fell heavily on the ground with a thud.

Su Muqiu quickly picked up the phone, this extremely expensive new product is afraid of being dropped or bumped, so it needs to be taken care of carefully, not to mention it is in the middle of the night, I don't know who is so anxious to find Ye Xiu, it may be an urgent matter.If so, he had to wake Ye Xiu up.

While turning over the screen, a flashing reminder window came into his eyes.

That prompt disregarded the wishes of others, clearly showing its own existence, jumped twice, and then went black on its own.

Reflexively pinching the phone tightly, Su Muqiu slowly raised his head, a pair of light-colored eyes stared at Ye Xiu who was sleeping peacefully without emotion.

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7.5 Late-night keyword: sleepy beast fighting