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When I was single, I didn't understand why those couples who were in love were so keen on showing their affection. After meeting the partner, they naturally began to record their daily life with him. It was simply incomprehensible.

Looking back after writing, I seem to be able to recall the sweet and sour taste at that time.

In the future, in his seventies and eighties, he can lie on a rocking chair and bask in the sun while teasing him about the past: "Do you remember that the first time you saw me, you wanted to sleep with me?"

The little old man who became gray-haired with the object, just imagined is good enough.

You see, this is my first love, from youth to old age.

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The brothers and sisters of the third-year researcher in the laboratory graduated, and the whole research group booed for a treat.

The subject has a bad stomach, and drank coconut juice like a few girls. During the party, he was quieter than usual, holding a cup and drinking in small sips, obediently listening to the gossip of his brothers and sisters.

Several times he was so cute that he couldn't stand it, and wanted to touch his head frantically, but unfortunately, the senior sister on the other side was staring like a wolf like a tiger, as if catching rape, no matter how much charm he had, it would automatically dissipate.

Drinking is inevitable at the banquet, and I have a good relationship with the senior brothers. By the end of the show, I was a little drunk. Fortunately, my partner hugged me to avoid a disfiguring effect.

Worried that I would be drunk in the middle of the night and it would be inconvenient to get up, so I took a room in the old place.

Although my actual drinking capacity was much greater than what I showed, but seeing that my partner was busy taking care of me, I really couldn't restrain my bad taste, pretended to be unsteady, and the moral kidnapping partner helped me take a bath.

The result... is of course indescribable.

Maybe it was because of being too tired, I slept very restlessly that night, one dream was within another, one second was an idol drama, the next second it was seamlessly connected to a horror thriller.

I vaguely dreamed of being chased by an evil spirit, my whole body trembled, and I woke up directly from the nightmare, the movement was a bit big, the object was awakened by my arm, and in a daze, it stroked the back of my head twice, with a drowsy hand Said in a tone: "Don't be afraid, go to sleep."

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I:? ? ?

What is this sense of déjà vu that seems to be counterattacked?

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My head hurts from a hangover all day, and I have a final exam tomorrow. I'm going crazy.

The subject looked up the recipe of hangover soup on the Internet, then made a beaker by himself, and brought it to the dormitory for me to drink.

I tentatively took a sip, and the taste... I will never forget it for the rest of my life.

The subject took a sip himself, then... ran to the toilet, and spit it out expressionlessly.

The kitchen killer has been hammered!

It seems that I have to learn how to cook, otherwise I will eat takeaway every day after living together, and I feel horrible when I think about it.

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I plan to take my partner home during the Chinese New Year this year. Before that, I plan to form an alliance with the old lady and test my father's tone.

My father is a professor at a local university, in the Department of Philosophy, and he rarely disciplines me. His thinking is quite cutting-edge, so I think it should not be difficult to come out.

The point is the target's family. He is the only seedling in the family, the treasure of the whole family. The cabbage that has been raised so hard will be given over to by other people's pigs. I am also angry.

There is no rush to come out. If the old lady hadn't been urging me to bring my partner home, I originally planned to confess to my family after both of them graduated and found jobs.

In order to win the favor of the second elder of the object's family as soon as possible, and trick the object into the door earlier, I can only go crazy now.

At present, the subject is considering whether to guarantee the graduate school. His comprehensive score is No.1 every year. If there are no accidents, he can definitely guarantee the graduate school.

But he was stubborn and suddenly didn't want to go to graduate school.

Probably because I said that coming out to the family has put pressure on him, and he can't wait to be independent now.

I don't have much enthusiasm for scientific research, and I can find jobs in other positions without further study. He is different. He likes the atmosphere in the laboratory and enjoys the feeling of being fully involved in doing experiments. He loves it and is suitable.

When he entered the laboratory, the boss asked him during the interview: "Why did you choose basic medicine?"

I remember that the sky was very blue that day, and the sunlight outside the window slanted in. He stood on the podium, half of his body was bathed in sunlight.

He said: "From Banting's discovery of the role of insulin in 1923 to the artificial synthesis of insulin by the Shanghai Institute of Biochemistry, it took 42 years, countless days and nights, and countless failures to reach the threshold of science. Scientific research. The universe is vast and boundless, even if I am just one of the insignificant stars, I want to work hard to shine."

At that moment, there was a radiance in him.

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I said to my partner: "You can take care of the research with peace of mind, and let me experience the pleasure of taking care of you."

The object gave me a blank look: "Should I call you Mr. President next time?"

I patted my thigh: "Come on, Mr. President loves you."

Although the dialogue sounded like a Mary Su romance novel read by elementary school students, the object decided to keep the graduate school anyway.

In another two years, when he graduates, I will resign, and the two of us can move to another city to continue our shameless life. Thinking about it, it's a little exciting!

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The internship company I was looking for was far away from the school, and I had to take a bus for an hour and a half.

The place to rent is expensive, but the environment is not bad.

Because I plan to go to work during the summer vacation, I have to pack my things now.

My roommate took the postgraduate entrance examination and also rented a house outside. He and I planned to pack up our things and move out first, so that the dormitory would not be polluted by another roommate when we were away.

Some important materials have been taken away, and there is also a box of treasures in my collection, all of which are love letters written by the subject.

The top one, not even a love letter, is a napkin he wrote when we first got together, when he went to a high school friend's wedding.

He should have drunk some wine that day, and his handwriting was a bit scribbled, but the tissues were well preserved.

Only I can treasure it like a treasure.