Summer has mango, winter has you

Tao Xiangming has always had the habit of going to bed early and waking up early. When he opened his eyes, the sun had just poured into the window, hitting Ning Heng's feet sticking out of the bed at some point.

Unexpectedly, this child is quite noisy when he sleeps.Tao Xiangming stretched out his hand to cover his white instep, and stood up gently.

Contrary to what he imagined, the Ning family didn't intend to sleep in on such a weekend, but were neatly dressed, discussing something with a piece of white paper and a signature pen.

"Ah, Xiao Tao, you woke up so early."

Mother Ning put down the things in her hand and called him over.

"Exactly, I received a call early this morning. There are some problems with a research material that Lao Ning and I handed over earlier, because the corresponding object is currently in a tight research and development period, so we have to go there for inspection. You and Xiao Heng are at home It's good." She sighed again, "Look, it's all my fault, I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to treat you well even if I come here so rarely."

Tao Xiangming couldn't ask for more, "Don't worry, Auntie, I will take good care of Ning Heng."

Father Ning couldn't help but said, "Don't always take care of him, let him stand on his own."

After the two adults left, Tao Xiangming started to make breakfast.There was no sound in the empty house, and he couldn't help imagining Ning Heng when he was a child.Has he been like this since he was a child?Parents leave early and return late, and when they open their eyes, they are alone at home.

When he returned to the bedroom, Ning Heng's round toes were exposed again, but his breathing was still very long, so peaceful that people couldn't bear to wake him up.

Tao Xiangming simply played with the tablet he brought with him in the living room, and swiped into the topic of knowing or not that he had asked Mai Shuijun to answer. Seeing that the answer of Quaternion had been submerged in the vast ocean, he laughed happily.

Jiyou's sailors are really talented, not only have taunts and jokes, but also new operations to pretend to be crazy fans——

Jiangshan is picturesque: what the quaternion says is right, what the hell is Ning Heng! What kind of pheasant award is IMO, and I am ashamed to talk about it in front of our quaternions!

Fan·Passionate·Shang: That's right, what's so great about it, isn't it just a teaching assistant for a recitation class?Our quaternion has started a long time ago at Z University, okay?Koko.

Nuts and probiotics: Uh... I used to think that some of the views of quaternions were radical, but they were thought-provoking. Now I look at it, and it turns out that all fans have this style, which is really a mystery.

Spring breeze is not as good as Xiao Si: What do you mean, why are you dissing Da Da Da here? Go and see Quaternion Da Da Da’s Weibo, our Million Potato Fans will not allow you to slander him like this!

"Hahahaha!" Tao Xiangming buried his head in the sofa, and after laughing, he sent many red envelopes to his friends on WeChat.

Tao Busheng: It's too advanced for you to handle this matter! [treacherous]

Pack your satisfaction water: [Thank you boss! ] Tsk, Mr. Xiang, you are really rich. It doesn't hurt to post so much.

Tao Busheng: Money can't buy me happy [Diaocao]

Guarantee your satisfaction: But two days ago, I saw someone on the forum saying that you want to mix online and match circles?This is not very good, haven't you been doing business matching?

Tao Busheng: Those are two different things, and they didn't care about me doing game live broadcasts.Let's not talk about this, this time the effect is not bad, I will come to you in the future if I have something to do!

Guaranteed your satisfaction: Hahaha, this is not a big deal, you go to see the Weibo of Quaternion, the fans are falling out of control.

Tao Xiangming clicked on the link and took a look, and found that the battle situation on Weibo was similar to whether he knew it or not. A group of old fans were frightened by the influx of brain-dead new fans. They were originally a group of fans who were concerned about academic issues. I don't want to see the smoky fan circle fighting, and I heard that it is because of the quaternion that published the discussion about Ning Heng that it attracted so many "little sisters" who don't know where they came from. Are the lectures of the International Olympiad winners harder to hear than those of the Nobel Prize winners? "I got disgusted.

There is such a hot comment on Quaternion’s Weibo:

Goldbar conjectured: I have lost my fans. I thought that although Xiao Siyuan was young, he was really weird in mathematics. Now I look at it, and I have been paying attention to this kind of tearing stuff all day. I advise you to go first. Do two years of research in a down-to-earth manner and then express your opinion.Leave space for the little sisters who adore academic masters[Goodbye][Goodbye]

In fact, Tao Xiangming really wanted to know who the quaternion was. At present, he and Ning Heng could only guess that he and Ning Heng both belonged to the School of Mathematics.This person had personally attacked Ning Heng.Even if Ning Heng really didn't care, Tao Xiangming couldn't stand it.

However, for the time being, let's not involve the third dimension.He instinctively didn't want Ning Heng to worry about these things.

The hour hand above the TV wall in the living room pointed to 2.

Tao Xiangming was really flustered right now.Previously, he thought that Ning Heng wanted to sleep late on the big weekend, so he didn't wake him up.But seeing that it was past noon, there was no movement in the bedroom.

When he pushed the door open again, Ning Heng, with both feet exposed, was still sleeping peacefully.

"Ning Heng, Ning Heng!" Tao Xiangming pushed him first, but when he found that he didn't respond at all, he hurriedly picked him up and shook him back and forth, "Don't scare me, Ning Heng!"

"Hmm... isn't it already ten o'clock?" Ning Heng rubbed his eyes and looked at him innocently with sleepy eyes.

Tao Xiangming sadly informed him of the result: "No, it's already two o'clock in the afternoon..."

Ning Heng woke up instantly, "I'm sorry!"

Tao Xiangming: Aww, half a day of good alone time has passed like this, there is no such thing as a trap.

Ning Heng seemed to feel that his parents were not at home due to something, and they couldn't entertain Tao Xiangming well, which was very rude, so he kept following Tao Xiangming like a little tail to enhance his sense of companionship.

Tao Xiangming was very happy in his heart, thinking that it would be good to have a late lunch and take more walks, so he went around in circles until Ning Heng couldn't help it, and asked him: "Would you like to visit my study?"

"Okay." Tao Xiangming was also curious about the structure of the academic family's study room, but as soon as he entered, he was overwhelmed by the bookcases surrounded on all sides.He looked around, pointed to the shiny thing hanging in the book forest, and asked, "What is this?"

"Ah...ah?" Ning Heng didn't stop, and bumped his face into Tao Xiangming's back who stopped suddenly. His nose was red, and his eyes were filled with pain. He also insisted on introducing: "This is what my dad got. The medal issued during the Wu Nuclear Physics Award, next to his collection of papers during that period, the main research topic is..."

Just when Ning Heng was explaining seriously, his cold fingertips suddenly touched the bridge of his nose, and rubbed it lightly twice.

"Does it hurt?"

The author has something to say: Regarding the matter of Ning Heng always stretching out his feet unconsciously when sleeping, Tao Xiangming later thought of a good way to kill two birds with one stone——

So Ning Heng has many pairs of plush socks with patterns like rabbits, tigers and cats^ω^