In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

Song Hongguo has read the book Besieged City. Even if she hasn't read it, she has heard the saying, "The best way to fall in love is to borrow a book." Borrowing and returning books gives you an excuse to contact each other without leaving any traces. , he took the initiative to lend it to her, and now asked her, when will she be willing to pay it back?The subtext... is it to ask her to meet next time?

The system was so excited and nervous that it was almost suffocating. He pressed his voice and urged, "Host, speak quickly. The male god is asking you. Didn't his confession be clear enough? He wants to date you..."

Of course she understood, but she hesitated for a moment and did not speak. What would it mean if she just nodded and agreed?It means that I am willing to fall in love with him...

She really wasn't mentally prepared for this. In her previous life, she wanted to be single for the rest of her life. Even if she traveled back in time and the environment didn't allow that, she was still lucky and hadn't seriously thought about marriage. But now, being It was such an unexpected confession. It was clear that before he had a serious attitude of debating right and wrong with her, but he reversed it too quickly.

"Dr. Song?" Seeing that she was still silent, Huo Minglou suddenly became uneasy, mixed with an indescribable nervousness, "Are you still angry with me?"

He now fully understands the meaning of the teacher's words. He wins and loses. Look, doesn't this make him look down on him?If I had known that, why bother writing that?

You are simply digging a hole for yourself.

He felt a little regretful, so he thought about explaining it again, but Song Hongguo spoke at this time, "I'm not angry anymore, I just... it feels a little sudden, are you serious?"

Huo Minglou nodded without thinking, "I'm very serious."

He used to be obsessed with research work and never thought about a partner or marriage, but once he had an idea, of course he took it seriously and even started to have expectations.

Song Hongguo looked at him. Her face was as handsome as a work of art carefully carved from jade. Each stroke was perfect and harmonious. She was pleasing to the eye no matter how she looked at it. Her figure and temperament were as good as those of a orchid orchid tree, and her waist was as thin as a jade tree. , Those long legs make every woman envious, and even her dressing sense is to her liking. Other family background, job, and ability seem to make it impossible for her to find fault. Therefore, just because of these, she agreed. Will you suffer a loss?

After all, it would be impossible to find a better man than him in this area.

However, after all, she was not so impulsive and was not blinded by male lust. She left herself some room and said reservedly, "Then I will give you the answer after thinking about it."

Hearing this, Huo Minglou couldn't tell whether he was relieved or a little disappointed, and then asked, "How long do you need to think about it?"

Song Hongguo thought for a while, "Let's wait until we finish reading the book."

Huo Minglou regretted it. If he had known it earlier, why not find someone with a lighter salary?

After the two of them finished talking, they both felt a little uncomfortable standing here. Song Hongguo said to go back to the ward. They had not been out for a short time. Zhou Changqing must have finished the examination.

Huo Minglou was also thinking about the teacher, so he naturally agreed.

The two of them walked back this time, and the distance between them was not that big.

On the way, Huo Minglou asked her, "Do you like forsythia?"

The two of them were standing next to Forsythia just now talking. Song Hongguo didn't know what he meant, so she said cautiously, "It's okay. Forsythia can be viewed as a flower. In addition, it is also a traditional Chinese medicine, clearing away heat and detoxifying. There are many prescriptions for it. It’s indispensable.”

Huo Minglou nodded and asked, "Then do you know its flower language?"

This really stumped Song Hongguo. She looked at him in surprise. Did he know?Can a man from science and engineering who is obsessed with research all day long and doesn't understand the language of flowers understand the language of flowers?

Huo Minglou really knew that it was not that he was very romantic, but that he was well-read and had a rich reserve of knowledge. He pointedly said, "The flower language of forsythia is to predict the future. It is said that it has a magical power. Unmarried men and women can see their lovers in their dreams by holding forsythia before going to bed. I think it can also be done during the day."

Song Hongguo, "..."

Is this teasing her?

The system was already screaming with excitement, as if it were crazy, "Who said that my male god doesn't understand romance and style? Ouch, he is obviously very good at it, but I can't do it anymore, my legs will become weak when I am about to be teased..."

Huo Minglou continued at this time, "Forsythia also has the meaning of good blessings. It is given to the people who are very important to you. The other person can be a friend or a lover. When I get back, I will cut a few and give them to the teacher... …and you."

"Wow, the male god wants to give you flowers. The enlightened male god is so cool. His learning ability is indeed rapid. Host, are you surprised? Are you happy?"

Song Hongguo's heart moved, and she said seriously, "You may not be allowed to cut the flowers in the garden casually."

Isn’t that poaching a collective corner?

The system almost vomited blood, "Who on earth doesn't understand Fengqing?"

Huo Minglou also said seriously, "I will ask the relevant leaders of the hospital first, and I will not cut it randomly."

"……it is good."

Only then did Huo Minglou raise the corners of his lips and loosen the fists he had unconsciously clenched. Phew, he was even more nervous than the first time he did an independent experiment. He was afraid of failure.

Fortunately, she didn't refuse again.

When the two returned to the ward, the examination was indeed over, but Zhao Shouzhi was still there, chatting with Zhou Changqing. When he saw them coming, he said a few words and left.

Zhou Changqing glanced at his students' expressions calmly. Well, it seems that not only has he explained clearly, but he has also been forgiven. It seems that something good has happened, otherwise there would be nothing hidden in those usually calm eyes. With a smile on his face, he was obviously very happy to go out for this trip.

Seeing this, he was also happy. When Song Hongguo got a little closer, he said a few polite words and sent his student away on the pretext of getting hot water.

Huo Minglou didn't think much about it, thinking that the teacher wanted to put in a good word for him privately and make up for the letter, so he wisely took the thermos bottle and went out.

After there were only two people left in the ward, Zhou Changqing said directly, "I have finally met you. There was a photo of you in the letter your dad wrote to me. After all, there is some discrepancy between the photo and the person. You Even better than I imagined..."

When Song Hongguo heard this, she naturally wanted to be humble and said, "You're too generous..."

Zhou Changqing shook his head, "I'm not flattering you, I'm just telling the truth. The excellence you have shown in the past few days since you have been in the hospital is obvious to all. I have heard about it. Your father should be relieved..."

Talking about her adoptive father, Song Hongguo asked out of curiosity, "Are you and my dad friends?"

The two of them have different majors and different work units, so they are neither classmates nor colleagues. Their hometowns are not in the same place, and they are not even fellow villagers. How do they establish trust that can be entrusted with heavy responsibilities?

Zhou Changqing asked in surprise, "Didn't your dad tell you?"