On the promotion of scientific research by personal practice

When Fang Qian received the call from Mo Yi, he was getting dressed.It's eight o'clock in the evening. Lao Fang is on a business trip in the United States. Fang's mother is a nurse and works night shift in the hospital.He ran downstairs in 3 minutes, and Mo Yi was leaning against the car door waiting for him.

The rich second generation is good, and they use gasoline four-wheelers when they go out.

Fang Qian bent down and jumped into the car.

Mo Yi: ...

"Drive faster," Fang Qian called out to him in a low voice, "Aunt Wang and Aunt Li must say I'm a sugar daddy when she sees it." And a small square dance.Now I am dancing happily in the open space in the community.

Fang Qian secretly wore Lao Fang's flowered shirt and a pair of sunglasses, making him look like a blind man in the co-pilot.

Mo Yi: "What are you dressed up for, going to a nightclub to dance the elderly disco?"

Fang Qian covered his face with his hands: "You drive out of the community and talk to me."

Mo Yi drove in silence, passed the square dance gathering place smoothly, and then drove out to the straight avenue.

Fang Qian took off his glasses and squinted at him coldly and noblely: "Have you been following me online for a long time?"

"Your attitude was not like this a few minutes ago." Mo Yi complained.

"Don't talk about what's there or not, just answer me, have you been following me for a long time?"

Mo Yi hesitated for two seconds, and chose to tell the truth: "Not long ago, your roommate told me about your post two days ago."

"Then what about drinking my water?" Fang Qian sneered, "You must have done it on purpose."

"I heard about you arresting people, but I didn't know that drinking my water = sleeping with me. How did I know you were arresting prostitutes, that day," Mo Yi turned to look at him while taking advantage of the red light , "I just want to tease you."

"Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me when you study with me?" Fang Qian asked.

"The research is true, and it is true that I want to sleep with you." Mo Yi said seriously, "I will really be responsible to you."

"To be honest, I suspect that you have severe love syndrome."

"What kind of disease is this???"

"It's the disease of falling in love with someone easily," Fang Qian said seriously, "Look, you've only known me for a week, and we don't know each other at all. How come you love me? You don't even know that I'm a What kind of person."

Mo Yi parked the car in his own parking garage: "Watermelon with ice, sweets are my favorite, chicken is the best, and parsley is stinky."

"How do you know?" Fang Qian clutched his chest, "You wouldn't use your family rights to investigate me, right? It's written like that in novels."

"You, less, look, point, small, say," Mo Yi said every word, "this is what Lao Fang told me. Do you remember the alley where you lived when you were a child?"

"You mean I lived in the neighboring city before I was ten years old? Lao Fang told you all this?"

"Didn't Lao Fang tell me, do you remember your neighbors when you were young?"

"You mean that short, skinny, black and black kid who runs around behind me with a snot in his nose all day long, who is stupid when he goes to kindergarten and pees his pants?"

The blue veins on Mo Yi's forehead twitched: "If you're talking about the one who lives next door to your house and gets half of your food every day, then that's right, it's me."

"What," Fang Qian jumped up and hit his head on the roof of the car, causing him to ouch twice in pain, "You are that brat?" The neighbor back then was a head shorter than him, but now he is half a head taller?Is there any reason?

"Go upstairs first, and I'll show you something." Mo Yi got out of the car, took Fang Xuan upstairs and entered the study room, and found an old, slightly yellowed piece of paper from the bottom drawer, with two small papers on it. In the frame, Fang Qian and Cao Dun were written crookedly inside, and in the middle of the paper was the three large characters of marriage certificate.

Fang Qian was a little embarrassed. He transferred to this city when he was just in the first grade. At that time, the kid next door heard that he was going to move out, so he cried and hugged him and did not let go. He asked the old Fang what to do.

"Then you give him a proof that you will come back to him in the future and not abandon him." Old Fang suggested.

Fang Qian didn't know how to give it to him, but he had seen the marriage certificate in his mother's bag, and his mother said it was a proof that the two would always be together, so he decided to give Mo Yi the same.

He found a piece of paper and copied down the three words on the marriage certificate, and wrote down his own name, but the name of the little boy baffled him—he always called the little boy A Yi, but he didn’t know what his full name was. Which Yi does not know.He asked the little kid to write it himself, the kid was only four years old, and the written strokes were glued together, and Fang Qian copied it on paper and it became cursive.

Fang Qian touched his nose: "Now I believe what you said before, do you still have this paper?"

"Yes," Mo Yi said indifferently, "waiting for you to fulfill your husband and wife obligations."

Fang Qian: ...

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