When the two walked to Cong Jian's car, Qin Zhu became coquettish: "It's so cold, please warm up the seats before I get in the car."

"Are you sure you want to blow the cold air and wait for the seat to heat up?" Cong Jian laughed at him, "Isn't this squeamish?"

"That's right." Qin Zhu was persuaded by him, "Forget it, don't be so dogmatic, I will conquer you with details later."

"Can you..." Before Cong Jian finished speaking, Qin Zhu said "ah", and asked quickly, "What's the matter?"

"It seems to be sitting on the phone." Qin Zhu said while tugging at the hem of the clothes. "This clothes is very inconvenient. It's too long and the pocket is too big. If I forget to pull it, I just put my phone in the left pocket?"

Cong Jian watched him turn left and right and took out his phone, then started the car: "Why are you wearing such a big size?"

"It's not too big, but the shoulder width is just right." Qin Zhu explained, "My mother bought it, and it's quite expensive, you know?"

Cong Jian didn't speak for a while, and replied after driving out of the parking lot: "I don't understand."

"Huh?" Qin Zhu was looking at the class notice, which was soliciting opinions for the New Year's activities, and said after a while, "Uh, I mean it's too expensive to waste, you know, sorry, I'm not rigorous, I'm sorry .”

Cong Jian heard the meaning of his words, found a parking space on the side of the road and stopped, turned to him and asked, "How do you know?"

"Know what?" Qin Zhu was puzzled by his solemn attitude, "Is it hard to find out?"

"No." Cong Jian asked, "I'm asking you, how can you be sure that my mother is..."

"You have photos in your wallet." Qin Zhu explained helplessly, "I have read all of Teacher Su Ranjing's papers, isn't it strange to know what the author looks like? Ah, Teacher Zeng and her are classmates, and he told us about her What about the experimental anecdotes."

Cong Jian continued to ask, "Why do you want to read her paper?"

"Because of course I have to watch it? She is the one who has gone the farthest in our direction." Qin Zhu answered naturally, thinking that Cong Jian probably didn't understand, "You didn't pay attention to it, so you didn't understand it. What did you study?"

For the first time, Cong Jian really felt what it means to be unconfident: "Vocal music."

Qin Zhu's eyes widened in shock, realizing that he was serious and not joking, he muttered, "If you live long enough, you will see ghosts."

Cong Jian was annoyed: "Say something weird."

"No, I was just surprised. I didn't expect it." Qin Zhu quickly explained, "I didn't mean you shouldn't study art, but I didn't expect it. It's not like it. You don't want to talk much..."

"Not like?" Cong Jian glanced at him, "Go to sing downstairs in your dormitory some other day."

"I was wrong." Qin Zhu turned around, pressed his hands on the armrest box in the middle of the car, and sincerely admitted his mistake, "I judge people by their appearance!"

He was so obedient that Cong Jian wanted to reach out and rub his round head.

Cong Jian dispelled this overly strong thought, and stopped looking at him: "Don't interrupt, let's talk about her."

"Oh." Qin Zhu wouldn't be so stupid as to ask him if he didn't know his mother. Everyone has questions that others shouldn't ask, "I think about where to start..."

Cong Jian watched him busy with gesturing and talking, and found that it was the first time for her to recall her so enthusiastically—and it was quite good.

Cong Jian's grandfather was a scholar who started a business and founded the Star Group. The mothers of Cong Jian's three brothers and sisters were all Mr. Cong's experimental assistants or students. Among them, Cong Jian's mother was the most respected. He didn't leave Cong's house either.

Cong Jian's father always beat and scolded him and Cong Zhen because they didn't inherit their mother's intelligence, and the old man didn't value them.

Only Cong Shu was different. He was looked at differently by Mr. Cong. In his early twenties, he took over the research and development project led by Cong Jian's mother in the past.

After the successful research and development, Cong Shu revealed at the press conference that the former project host's research and development progress was lagging behind. He claimed that he was inspired by his biological mother to turn things around.

Cong Jian felt that something was wrong. In her memory, her mother was always very busy. She was so busy that her body was exhausted. Cong Shu never dared to stab her in front of her. A small mistake", and when he wanted to speak, he preempted "Cong Jian doesn't understand these".

It's a pity that he really didn't understand what Cong Shu meant, but he couldn't stop him.

If he doesn't understand, he can ask Qin Zhu: "Is she very good?"

"You can't say that. Everyone should be humble in front of science." Qin Zhu pondered for a while before praising, "She is better than many people, super amazing!"

"Really." Cong Jian has actually read what she wrote, and even a layman can't understand it even after watching the excitement, "Okay, let's go."

"Actually, I didn't get in touch at first." Qin Zhu spoke dryly, and asked who had hot water in the dormitory group before continuing, "Your brother is also from our school, right? I haven't heard of it before. I passed him, but nothing came of it, my roommate seems to admire him quite a bit, when I searched for his photos..."

Cong Jian didn't want to mention Cong Shu, and couldn't help asking, "Why are you searching for his photos?"

This is a long story, but fate made me discover your "substitute literature".Qin Zhu couldn't talk about those brain supplements, so he made an excuse now: "Okay, curious?"

Cong Jian didn't believe it: "Curious?"

"I heard that my roommate admired him, so I searched casually, and they all talked about his outstanding grades in school, and how handsome he is." Qin Zhu recalled that he was evaluating his brother, and added a little bit of description , "I'm not discriminating on appearance, it's because I really didn't find his results."

"And you're not much more handsome than him?" Qin Zhu boasted a few words, making up for his impolite behavior when he heard that the other party was learning vocal music, "Maybe you should learn artistic temperament."

What he said was really hypocritical, he wanted to cover his ears when he said it - but the content was true, Cong Jian was much more handsome than his brother.

Cong Jian has heard a lot of Cong Shu's genius theory since she was a child, and she has never heard anyone boast that she is better than her elder brother in a certain way. She never thought that when she was so old, she would be praised with her eyes closed.

He didn't need to think about it to know that Qin Zhu must be boasting casually, and he definitely didn't care about it.

Oh, it's heartless.

When the two arrived at Qin Zhu's school, it was still early for dinner. Qin Zhu was thinking about what to do to pass the time when he found that Cong Jian hadn't got out of the car.

"Come down, didn't you mean to experience our barbecue at night?" Qin Zhu called him through the window, "Come down."

Cong Jian looked at his chattering appearance, and tensed her expression: "I have something to do, let's go."

"Why didn't you say something was wrong when you played me?" Qin Zhu was upset, "Let's go, goodbye."

"There is something wrong." Cong Jian did receive a message asking for help while waiting for a red light, "Just now, my friend asked me to help."

Qin Zhu stood beside the car without making a sound. Seeing that he was not leaving but looking at him, he asked in confusion, "Didn't I say 'goodbye'?"

Cong Jian asked with a smile: "Why did I hear 'don't come', did I hear it wrong?"

"You heard it wrong." Qin Zhu ignored his teasing and repeated loudly, "Goodbye!"

Why are you still angry?Cong Jian hesitated for a moment, there was a rush there, it was not appropriate not to go by herself, first go to see the situation, and then come back later: "Let's go, I will contact you later."

Qin Zhu waved his hand as a polite farewell, and left without waiting for him to leave.

He really believed that Cong Jianjian went to eat barbecue with him, and he had already planned what to order on the way, and he was looking forward to it, but the other party didn't have time, so the order content would have to be cut in half.

So uncomfortable!

Alas, find someone else.

Yao Chun and Fang Xiang were both absent, so who should I turn to?

Looking next door?Sacrifice your rank?

Looking for a senior?The ears are easily afflicted.

Looking for high school alumni?I seem to be in love recently, don't look for it.

Qin Zhu thought about it, walked to the door of the dormitory and touched his pocket, but couldn't find the key, got used to it, kept touching, touching... huh?

He clearly remembered feeling that the key touched his leg this afternoon, why is it gone now?

Where did it go?

Qin Zhu began to recall, recalling frantically digging out his pockets in Cong Jian's car... The memory was interrupted.

Can't you?

Go back and ask.

The most important thing right now is to close the window at the other end of the aisle first, and then squat at the door to ask for help from the crowd.

It can't be closed, the evil wind on the sixth floor often blows down the warriors who borrowed the corridor lights to review before the exam. If he catches a cold, the food will be boring.

He just wanted to participate in some offline activity of the game today, otherwise he must be in the house - ask first, if he doesn't come back, he will go downstairs and ask the dormitory manager to borrow.

If you can't climb the sixth floor again, don't climb.

Qin Zhu: "Students, when are you coming back?"

Fang thought: "I'm around nine o'clock."

Yao Chun: "I'll be back after dinner."

Xu Yina: "I'm walking towards the dormitory area."

Very good very good.

Qin Zhu sent another message just to be on the safe side: "Okay, I didn't bring the key, but luckily you are coming back."

Xu Yina: "Yes."

Qin Zhu squatted at the door and played with his mobile phone for a while, when he heard Xu Yina coming, he looked up, and was so frightened by the tragic sight that he saw that he leaned back tactically, and leaned against the door, making quite a noise.

Xu Yina frowned and stared at him: "What's wrong?"

"No, I didn't squat firmly." Qin Zhu stood up holding the door and rubbed the back of his head, "It's nothing."

Xu Yina's label, why is it so scary when it flashes!

Last time, there was a slight flash of blood and blood, but this time it directly flashed a splash effect, and it came out. Who can stand it!

What's going on? It's like this all of a sudden!

Did Cong Jian not leave? They ran into each other?

What happened?

Qin Zhu noticed that Xu Yina was wearing earphones. He didn't know if he hadn't taken them off or was listening to something. He pretended to clear his throat, and when he looked over, he asked, "You came back from the north gate?"

Xu Yina let out a "hmm".

"Did something happen to you?" Qin Zhu knocked around, seeing that Xu Yina didn't answer, he asked more directly, "Did you meet Cong Jian and he hasn't left yet?"

It was weird to ask directly, like clairvoyance, but he really wanted to know if Cong Jian was still around.

He sent Cong Jian a message to ask, but the other party didn't reply.

If the key is with Cong Jian, Qin Zhu is too embarrassed to ask someone to bring it, so he has to get it by himself. There will be a lot of classes tomorrow, so it would be best to get it back today.

If you're not there, you'll be in trouble. There's a key to the lab inside.He just sent a message to Mr. Zeng to report, and Mr. Zeng told him not to be nervous and look for it first.

Xu Yina frowned, and asked seriously under the bloody light: "Why do you think so?"

"Just ask, my keys may have been left in his car." Qin Zhu can't always say that based on the labels, you may have a relationship in ten years?But judging by the strength of the fan, it may not take ten years, "I went out with Xiaochun today and came back in Cong Jian's car."

As for Cong Jian, why did the car stop and not leave?

Probably for a fateful reunion.

Xu Yina's label is still flashing vigorously, which proves that he has a lot of mood swings. In the novel, it is an important plot and a small climax. If it is so important, Cong Jian must not leave.

There is a force in the dark that forced his car to stop!

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