boyfriend picked up from the sewer

Lin Yanzhi adjusted the stage absently.

The TV was turned to mute, and the host was well-dressed, in high spirits, with a particularly bright smile, opening and closing his mouth, saying something earth-shattering and good news.

On the lit phone screen was a familiar face.

"In other words, you just reported yesterday, why are you thinking about asking for leave today?" Qin Guochang looked helpless at the other end of the video.

In order to get Lin Yanzhi to return to work early, he can be said to have dealt back and forth under the pressure of many parties.

It was said to the outside world that he was distracted by devoting himself to work, so that he could get out of grief as soon as possible.In fact, it was Qin Guochang who was holding a hot potato that could not be delayed, and was anxious to find someone to take it over.

However, in the entire research institute, except for Lin Yanzhi, no one really could take it over.

Hot potato has a nice name, which is called affecting the probability of genetic diseases through drug intervention.Just by hearing the lengthy name, one knows that it is a big subject to be overcome.

This project can be called a marathon that takes a long time, involves a lot of investment, and has an unknown path forward.

When the project was first drafted, everyone was full of energy and filled with all kinds of beautiful visions.

However, more than ten years have passed, and now it has become such a difficult situation.

The chessboard gets bigger and bigger and more chaotic, and the fields involved are getting wider and deeper.

It can be said that looking at the entire biological science community, there are few people who can catch it.

Li Ronghui, the previous dean who proposed this topic at the beginning, has passed away many years ago.Since then, the progress of the project can be said to be infinitely approaching stagnation, but the consumption of funds and manpower input have continued unabated.

This year also caught up with the institute's once-in-a-decade internal review, and now is the critical juncture to decide whether to suspend the project.

Qin Guochang thought about it, whether it was out of sentimentality or other reasons, he was ultimately unwilling to let this marathon, which two generations have run for more than ten years and invested tens of billions of dollars, not even give a result at the end.

With the intention of fighting hard, he rejected all opinions and decided to hand over the project to Lin Yanzhi, who would be fully responsible.Unexpectedly, the handover of this project has just started, and suddenly received the news from Lin Yanzhi early in the morning that "he has quit the job".

On the other end of the phone, Lin Yanzhi looked cold, and while listening to him tearfully listing the hard work he had put in to get him back to work early, he slowly untied the gauze wrapped around his hands.

The red, swollen and hideous wound covered with sutures swayed in front of the camera, and Qin Guochang fell silent for an instant.

There was some carelessness in Lin Yanzhi's voice, which contrasted with the scary wound, "Since you are so capable, Dean, why don't you help me see if there is any way to heal the wound instantly. When you think of it, I will How about going back to your post immediately to be your cow and horse?"

Qin Guochang frowned, and said in a deep voice, "What did you do?"

Speaking out, he himself felt redundant.

Except for Lin Yanzhi himself, who has the ability to hurt people like this under the noses of the special forces who are on guard 24 hours a day.

Lin Yanzhi drank water one after another, and it seemed that he didn't intend to answer his question knowingly.

"Hey, sometimes I really don't know what to say about you."

Qin Guochang paused, hesitated for a moment, and then persuaded slowly: "Speaking of which, don't blame the teacher for talking too much, Xiao Zhan is no longer here, and you should learn to take care of yourself slowly."

Lin Yanzhi's face turned cold instantly, his light gray pupils shrank for a moment, and his voice was low and deep, "Whether he is here or not is up to you to decide."

He looked up at the old man on the opposite side of the screen, "Teacher, since you don't want me to blame you for talking too much, then don't talk too much."

Qin Guochang sighed, after all he didn't dare to persuade him anymore.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this. I know about the leave. You should wrap up the wound first."

Lin Yanzhi lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the water bottle, watching with great interest the water waves that were swirled by the centrifugal force from big to small, from presence to absence.

"will not."

"You don't know how to bandage, but you still work so hard?!"

There are only a handful of people in the world who can make the always smiling old dean Qin Guochang lose his temper repeatedly, and it just so happens that Lin Yanzhi is one of them.

The video call lasted about [-] minutes, and most of the time was spent listening to Qin Guochang's half-truths and half-fake complaints, and Lin Yan's little patience was also running out.

"I asked someone to send me the experimental data of the project so far. I will work at home in the past few days."

"That's fine, you should get to the bottom of the material in the next few days."

Qin Guochang was overjoyed, and he wanted to say a few more polite words such as "take good care of your wounds" and "take care of your rest", but the video had already gone dark.

He shook his head helplessly.

"Little Lin, come in."

"Dean, you call me."

Qin Guochang was about to instruct Secretary Lin to take the materials that he had sorted out and send to Lin Yanzhi, when he changed his words.

"Go ask Researcher Qin Wu to come over."

"Okay, Dean."

*****

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong—"

Did Brother Yan go out?

Just as Qin Wu was thinking, the door suddenly opened.

Lin Yanzhi glanced at the little assistant with big bags and small bags and was not surprised. He turned around and walked back to nest on the sofa.

He neither asked Qin Wu to leave, nor did he have the slightest intention to welcome him.

But in Qin Wu's view, the fact that the door didn't slam on his face is already a proof that he is in a good mood today.

Lin Yanzhi propped his elbows on the sofa, tilted his head and retracted sideways into the hill made of cushions, his slender legs curled up and stuffed into the sofa, half-closed his eyes and looked at Qin Wu who was coming in and out.

It looked particularly like a big cat that had been awakened from sleep, and was flicking its tail and staring at its prey boredly, as if thinking about where to bite for a while.

However, if Lu Qing, a psychiatrist, was here, he would probably sneer: This is not a lazy big cat, it is clearly a giant python with cold vertical pupils and stretching snake letters that is entrenched among the vines, waiting for the opportunity The long-awaited prey is swallowed.

Qin Wu wheezed as he moved box after box of materials into the house, his cheeks flushed red from the rare physical labor.

Even so, he did not forget to find the right time to secretly look at Lin Yanzhi.This was the first time he had seen him outside of the workplace.

After closing the door, Qin Wu held an exquisite gift bag in his hand, stepped forward and asked Lin Yanzhi with a blushing face, "Academician Lin, I put the materials in the entrance for you. Can you see it?"

"What's in the bag."

Lin Yanzhi opened his eyes and raised them to look at Qin Wu, his unfocused pupils revealed a bit of laziness and tiredness.

"It's just in time for dinner, so I thought I'd bring you some food along the way."

"You carefully designed it just right, really well."

Lin Yanzhi turned over and buried his head in the pillow.With his movements, most of the loose top was lifted up, revealing a beautiful waist.

The living room suddenly became quiet, and Qin Wu could only faintly hear panting. He was still holding the bag high in his hand, and forgot to put it down for a moment.

"Can you make seafood porridge?"

A muffled voice came from the sofa.

Qin Wu was stunned for a moment, knowing that he couldn't see with his back turned to him, he still nodded hastily.

"Yes, will do."

Seeing him standing there without moving after answering the question, Lin Yanzhi turned his head and said impatiently, "What are you waiting for?"

"Huh? You want to eat what I made?"

The surprise came unexpectedly, and Qin Wu's clever mind turned into a mess.

Don't talk about eating things made by him on weekdays, but anything that has been touched by others, Lin Yanzhi will feel disgusted when he is in a bad mood.

In Qin Wu's eyes, Lin Yanzhi is like an unreasonable overlord, not to mention a strong sense of territory, and he likes to enclose his territory very large, so that only he and Zhan Feng are allowed to enter and exit in a wide enough space out.

So it wasn't that Qin Wu couldn't hold his breath, but that he was really flattered like a dream.

"Well, my stomach hurts, make me a bowl."

"Ah, good! I, I'll do it now."

The occasional fragility revealed in his words made Qin Wu panic.As he hurriedly responded, he hurried into the kitchen and started to toss about, his eyes wandering to the man lying on the sofa dozing from time to time.

In the side sleeper with the door closed, a black figure passed through the crack of the door, staring at the figure who was busy in the kitchen.

The tentacles that looked like five fingers on the wall were getting harder and harder, until he heard the "squeak" sound from the wall due to the unbearable torture, the black shadow let go of his hand belatedly.

【Lin Yanzhi, it's mine—】

【be mine--】

【mine! 】

*****

Half an hour later, Qin Wu walked lightly to the sofa with the porridge in his hand.

Lin Yanzhi seemed to be fast asleep with his back turned to him.

"Brother Yanzhi...that, Academician Lin?"

As soon as Brother Yan yelled his title, Qin Wu hurriedly changed his words to make up for it.Seeing that Lin Yanzhi didn't respond, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Yanzhi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, as if he had fallen asleep.He kept the previous posture without moving, and didn't turn around until Qin Wu yelled a few more times.

"Academician Lin, well, the porridge is ready."

"Ah."

In a small bowl of porridge, the ingredients accounted for at least half of it visually, and the brightly colored shrimp and tender fish meat were so full that their heads popped out, which was enough to show the porridge cooker's mind.

Lin Yanzhi took the porridge bowl, and the dense wounds on his right hand stood out against the paper-white skin.

"Are you injured?!"

Lin Yanzhi looked up at the anxious little assistant in front of him, "Didn't your grandfather tell you?"

"Grandpa, he just said that you are on sick leave."

"Ah."

Lin Yanzhi chuckled softly, "I'm already thinking about getting into the room, why are you so unprepared?"

He took away the spoon, took a sip from the side of the bowl and frowned, "If someone asks you next time if you can make seafood porridge, please answer truthfully no."

"This is called seafood bibimbap, not porridge."

Qin Wu's face was red and white. After taking back the porridge bowl, he didn't know what to say for a while, and the fingertips resting on the bottom of the bowl unconsciously stirred together.

"How about I, I'll make you something else, sweet porridge, I can make sweet porridge, grandpa and the others like it."

Lin Yanzhi stood up slowly with his hands propped on the sofa, a few strands of bright red blood squeezed out from the wound.

"Academician Lin, your hand—"

Before Qin Wu could finish speaking, Lin Yanzhi turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

Before closing the door, he pointed to the boxes piled up in the entrance, "Move into the living room, arrange the materials in chronological order, and put them on the coffee table in turn."

"Ah, good, good!"

Seeing that Lin Yanzhi didn't want to drive him away, Qin Wu was immediately relieved.He is not tired of moving in and out a dozen boxes weighing more than 30 kilograms.

The rational side of my heart couldn't help laughing at itself.

I still remember that when he first entered the research institute, some colleagues joked with him, saying that anyone who can fall in love with Lin Yanzhi must have a tendency to be abused.

At first, he took these words as gossip, and listened with gusto, but he didn't expect that soon after, he found out that the clown was himself.

But at that time, Zhan Feng was still alive and well, and it was no exaggeration for the two of them to say that their love was stronger than that of Jin Jian.As for his status in Lin Yanzhi's heart, Qin Wu was somewhat self-aware.

Even if he intends to intervene, he also understands that even if he washes himself up and lays down on the bed and poses, Lin Yanzhi will not have the slightest interest in him.

But it is different now.

Now that Zhan Feng's body is gone, Lin Yanzhi is alone.Since Zhan Feng was able to walk into his heart back then, why couldn't he, Qin Wu.

Zhan Feng can take care of him, understand his thoughts, and overcome obstacles for him.Even if he is still not as considerate as Zhan Feng, but for Lin Yanzhi, he is willing to learn, just like he learned how to cook.

Zhan Feng can appreciate all the good things in Lin Yanzhi, and he can also tolerate all the bad things in Lin Yanzhi, so can he, Qin Wu.

He never even expected to become the next Zhanfeng.As long as he can keep the name Qin Wu in Lin Yanzhi's heart, everything he has done will not be in vain.

With such a belief, even if he is called humble and pitiful by others, Qin Wu will admit it.

In the side sleeper separated by a wall, there was a stern look in the black shadow's shapeless eyes.He was like a beast whose territory had been invaded, and the uneasiness and anger bursting in his heart almost made him lose control.

【This is Xiaoyan and I's home—】

【Get out——】

[Get out! 】

[Otherwise, I will stay forever——]

Hei Ying's tense body suddenly trembled, and he retreated abruptly to the depths of the room, all the killing intent that erupted in a trance just now dissipated.

【What am I thinking? 】

He can no longer stand in the sun, can't take care of every aspect of Lin Yanzhi's life as happily as before, enjoys the satisfaction brought by being completely dependent on him, and is even more proud of being the only one in his life One exception.

If someone can replace him and love Lin Yanzhi wholeheartedly, take good care of him for him.

Isn't that bad?

【Ah. 】

【not good!Of course not! 】

Countless slender tentacles suddenly protruded from the black shadow's body, and the surrounding walls were completely covered by foggy black wriggling liquid.

[What about monsters? ! 】

[I'm still alive, as long as I'm still alive——]

[Lin Yanzhi——]

[It will always be me who shows the front! 】