Tick ​​tick

It's always like this, when one person leaves, it seems that the other person who wanted to leave shouldn't have left.

Song Qiyou waited on the spot for 15 minutes, the background sound became louder and louder, bursting the momentum of the sky. No one was seen for 15 minutes, and he sent a WeChat message "Are you okay? I'm leaving first" to the clock, and left the place where things went wrong.

On the way, Song Qiyou thought that Zhong Zhong was probably dissatisfied with his excuse that he was drunk, so he resolutely left.But the clock is too arbitrary, it doesn't even say hello, it's okay if you meet yourself, but if you meet someone else, you probably can't be a friend.

Full of elders' worries.

However, seeing Clock's friendly reply on WeChat, "I'm sorry, I was a little uncomfortable just now", Song Qiyou stopped thinking about it and typed, "Drink more hot water and go to bed earlier."After typing, he stared at the screen for a long time without saying "thank you", he shook his head, thought for a while and called Shi Yusu.

"Hey?"

"Qiyou? Hey... Hey, put down the wine for me, you guys, don't fucking move until I come back, Xiaohe helps me keep an eye on them... Hey? Qiyou, what's the matter? ..."

Song Qiyou estimated that he had disturbed the capitalist's night life.But after making phone calls, he was still ready to say a few words: "I've seen your brother twice recently."

"My brother? A clock?"

The hustle and bustle over the phone was far away, and Shi Yusu probably went to a secluded place.Song Qiyou didn't understand his question, so he answered naturally: "Yes. What's the matter?"

Shi Yusu was not quite at ease: "You guys met by chance...couldn't it be you who asked him out?"

"Of course not. The first time at S University, he came to find friends, and I happened to meet him; the second time he invited me to his bar."

Shi Yusu was silent for a while, and said concisely: "Stay away from him."

"what?"

"You got butter in your ears? I said get away from him!"

Song Qiyou was inexplicable: "I heard it. Normal people will ask questions and seek explanations when they hear such requests?"

"He has a problem with his mind. Is this explanation enough?"

Song Qiyou was taken aback: "Do you mean intelligence or...? I think his intelligence is pretty good..."

Shi Yusu interrupted violently: "Everything you can think of!"

No way.

Song Qiyou was dissatisfied in his heart. After getting along with him a few times, Clock did have some problems of being a spoiled rich man, but it was by no means as exaggerated as Shi Yusu said. Overall, he was still very educated.He wanted to refute, but Shi Yusu asked, "Has he acted strangely or said anything strange to you?"

The arrogance of rebuttal disappeared in an instant, Song Qiyou reluctantly remembered the strange behavior of the clock tonight, and the sentence "Do you like women or men" that he deliberately ignored, and said weakly: "No..."

Shi Yusu didn't notice his weakened tone, and became irritable three times: "Anyway, you don't believe what he says! Why go to S University to find a friend, he has a fart friend! Stay away from him, I don't know if he wants to What are you doing!"

Song Qiyou originally wanted to tell Shi Yusu casually about his relationship with his younger brother just out of friendship, like meeting his second aunt on the subway and chatting with his mother on the phone, and would say "I met my second aunt today", the point is "Casual", I never expected to get shocking information by accident.After Yu Su gave such advice, he recalled the events during this period, and felt that the clock was strange, and that was not right, as if it was planning something, but it seemed to have no malicious intentions.

Ah——Why is it that ordinary socializing is as difficult as criminal investigations, and the socializing partner is still the brother of a good friend who I know so well.

Song Qiyou compared the relationship between Xia and Shuangshi, and still accepted Shi Yusu's suggestion.In the past, Clock would reply "Okay" and "Um" when he said something on WeChat, but now he only replied "Okay" and "Oh".

The clock doesn't seem to be satisfied with this estrangement.After the National Day holiday, Song Qiyou looked at the clock sitting in the first row of the classroom and thought helplessly.

When Song Qiyou was waiting for the clock in the middle of the hideous music, the clock squatted behind the bar, hugging his knees and holding a small mirror to take pictures, and found that the lipstick was still not applied properly.

Under the bewildered light, the expensive and glamorous rear skirts dragged to the ground, like a family that was once in great prosperity finally fell into embarrassment.Zhong Zhong sadly gave birth to some delusions about "the future": If you stand in the future and recall today, whether you can have it, "Song Qiyou probably doesn't like the lipstick I haven't put on", it is not humble.

He is always looking for the "later" whose existence is unknown in the maze.

Until the maze collapses, then bury him.

At this moment, the clock stepped on the class bell and entered the classroom. All the students who came to class saw a tall girl wearing a hoodie skirt that was said to be a little longer, and said that the dress was too short. She walked to the empty seat in the first row. Sitting down, the bow on the skirt is like a butterfly.Many boys didn't get over it for a few minutes: Nima is full of legs!

There were few girls in the museum, and now a little fairy appeared, and the boys who estimated that they were tall enough were eager to move, their eyes moved from the podium to the first row, and the notes turned into small notes.What's more, he is very confident in his throwing ability, chooses the angle and strength properly, and the paper ball filled with the young man's passionate words hits Song Qiyou.

Song Qiyou had noticed the commotion in the classroom early on, but the commotion involved the clock.He knew that Zhong Zhong was not an auditor, but the others didn't know, so it was unreasonable to ask him to leave the classroom.Besides, the clock doesn't do much, it's just too nice to look at.

Song Qiyou was rarely distracted while copying formulas on the blackboard, when he was hit by something suddenly, he suddenly felt that it was punishment for distraction.The result was not a punishment, but a throbbing young heart, he couldn't laugh or cry:

"Why do you still use the school as a dating agency? This perception is very dangerous."

Since Song Qiyou didn't announce the owner of the paper ball, nor read the content of the paper ball, all the wandering boys were shot at the same time, and the laughter was much less main force.Song Qiyou looked at the clock helplessly, it was the helpless reproach of "seeing the good things you did", but the clock blinked frankly, as if responding: Teacher Song, I didn't do anything, I have been listening to the class carefully.

The magnanimous clock is the same as the clock at night in the bar. It is not "Shi Yusu's younger brother" or "a boy who pursues himself". It is another image, sharp and hostile, blatantly declaring that the cuteness he has ever had is just a disguise.Song Qiyou felt strange.Like Shi Yusu, he doesn't know what Clock wants to do.

After a farce, everyone settled down a lot.When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Song Qiyou was still sitting there looking at the clock, not knowing whether to say hello, Deng Jian jumped in from outside the classroom like a stick.

"Mr. Song, I finished reading the literature you gave me the day before yesterday, and I want to discuss it with you. I forgot to email you yesterday to make an appointment. I wonder if you have time now?"

Song Qiyou didn't think about the clock anymore, and moved his eyes to Deng Jian's face: "So fast!"

"Hey." Deng Jian scratched her head, "I thought it was interesting, so I stayed up all night and read it."

"Aren't you going to have class later? Go to the office, I'm free."

Zhong Zhong watched helplessly as Song Qiyou walked side by side with a boy who didn't know whether his eyes were open or not.However, some inexplicable people came up to ask for WeChat. He was in a bad mood and yelled: "Get out!"

"Hey you..."

The boy who was yelled at wanted to ask for an explanation, but was pulled away by other boys, so he had to mutter, "Well, good men don't fight with women".The other boys who stayed behind because of their charming thoughts also scattered like birds and beasts, and the huge classroom was quickly emptied, and clock was left alone, lonely.

Clock stabilized his mood, got up and went to the bathroom to remove his makeup, recalled the appearance of the boy next to Song Qiyou, thickened his eyebrows, and narrowed his eyes to make them appear smaller.When I came out of the bathroom, I met a boy head-on, who seemed to be frightened, he curled his lips and didn't care.

Song Qiyou really didn't expect Deng Jian to finish reading that document in less than two days, and grasp the important points in the document very well.He chatted more and more comfortably, and discussed several issues outside the literature with Deng Jian, and finally continued to assign tasks to Deng Jian, and patted him on the shoulder encouragingly:

"I won't set a time limit for you. You can come to me after you finish reading the article. But don't stay up all night. The body is the capital of the revolution. To achieve results, good health is also very important."

Deng Jian said yes again and again, and said goodbye to Song Qiyou carelessly.Song Qiyou sent him out of the office. When the door opened, the clock stood outside the door.

"Mr. Song, excuse me. I have a few questions to ask you. I wonder if you are free."

Deng Jian was in a trance for a while, did this person also forget to send an email to make an appointment?But Teacher Song let her in without saying anything, probably a student she knew very well.

Song Qiyou quickly released the clock purely because he didn't want to be seen by others, so as not to cause disputes.After closing the door, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then he faced the clock. He felt that there was something different about the clock, but he couldn't tell.

"Do you like that student of yours?" the clock said suddenly.

"what?"

"The one who just went out, do you like him?"

"I like it." Song Qiyou didn't know why, so of course he liked the students he brought.

"Is it the boy you told me that is suitable for scientific research?"

Song Qiyou recalled: "It's him." Still excited, "I found that he is really talented!"

The clock hangs its head, looking very depressed.Song Qiyou slowed down his excitement and asked, "What can I do for you?"

"I want to invite you to have lunch, but I don't know if you would like to."

People can understand it before, but here are just the two of them, it seems strange that the clock uses honorifics.Song Qiyou frowned and remembered Shi Yusu's warning, struggling between Shi Yusu and the clock.Seeing the bow on the neckline and cuffs of the clock, remembering that the clock has wronged and accused many people of alienating him because he wore women's clothing, he gritted his teeth and made a choice:

"It's almost lunchtime. Let's go."

Song Qiyou flicked his mobile phone to find a high-end restaurant near S University, but turned left at the north gate, and Zhong Zhong ordered a small restaurant.This small fry can survive in such a location entirely because of the support of the students. The taste is good and the price is fair. Many students come to the cafeteria for a change when they are tired of eating, and Song Qiyou sometimes comes.

But there was no chicken breast, breast meat, or vegetable salad on the menu. Song Qiyou looked at the clock anxiously and ordered fried pork loin, braised pork, and dry-pot cabbage, always thinking that he would not move his chopsticks later.

Song Qiyou guessed that the policy clock would have a countermeasure. He picked up the not so oily vegetable leaves in the dry pot and said unintentionally: "Actually, my undergraduate study is also physics."

"Really?" Song Qiyou's attention was diverted as expected, he didn't care whether the clock had eaten or not, "I heard from your brother that your undergraduate degree is from M University?"

"Yes."

"I did my PhD there, but we didn't know each other at that time. What direction are you studying?"

Clock looked up at Song Qiyou, showing off: "Consideragainthatdot.That'shere.That'shome.That'sus.Onit..."

It's Carl Sagan's very inspiring quote about the "Pale Blue Dot".Song Qiyou asked excitedly: "Do you study astrophysics?"

The clock nods.

"My major is quantum mechanics, and I'm working on a project in condensed matter physics. The two of us studied... one macro and one micro."

The clock nods.

Song Qiyou continued to be excited: "Your English pronunciation is very good, and the report must be very pleasant, but my pronunciation is a bit strange.

"It's all technical terms, as long as everyone can understand it."

Song Qiyou was aroused, Gulu Gulu talked about the connection between astrophysics and quantum mechanics to a document he read recently.Most of the clocks couldn't understand, and they only nodded and said "yes", supplemented by warm eyes.

Honest people are really easy to get rid of, Song Qiyou feels that Zhong Zhong is like-minded, even though Zhong Zhong is proudly obsessed: Song Qiyou's sensitive zone is still easy to find.

The two chatted very happily, and even made an appointment to watch a movie together at night without knowing why.Song Qiyou promised too readily, the clock was pleasantly surprised, and overjoyed he chose three movies for Song Qiyou at [-]:[-] p.m., a southern European literary romance movie, a domestic horror movie, and a North American popcorn movie.

All suitable for holding hands Hey!

It's just that Song Qiyou didn't seem to want to be involved. He frowned and watched the colorful plot trailer at the entrance of the theater, and asked without thinking: "Aren't we watching a movie related to the topic at noon?"

I want to fuck you, but you want to do physics with me?

Zhong Zhong felt that his heart's ability to withstand and the ability to silence swear words were getting stronger and stronger, otherwise how could he point to the popcorn chip with eight teeth, and calmly suggested: "I didn't say it at noon. Why don't you watch this, it's a sci-fi The subject matter, maybe a little bit."

Song Qiyou was still frowning, looking at the clock, he almost wanted to chop off his hand and hold it in his own. It was considered holding hands.Perhaps feeling the murderous intent somewhere, Song Qiyou proposed an alternative: "I have a computer in my bag, why don't we go online and find a physics-related movie to watch? It feels weird."

You are the weird one.The clock was so slanderous, he forced a smile and nodded.

Song Qiyou was very happy, and took him to occupy a small round table in the waiting area of ​​the theater, and clicked on the BBC documentary "Exploration of the Universe and Planets".Zhong Zhong felt the embarrassment of playing "I will definitely come back" outside People's Square, and once wondered if he fell in love with a person whose EQ and IQ combined were zero.But Song Qiyou bought various drinks and snacks as compensation for the theater, and scratched his head embarrassedly:

"I've never seen this documentary with anyone who studies astrophysics."

I am used to winking and blowing kisses, scratching my head seems too foul.The unparalleled fire in the clock's heart was burning, and he wanted to shout: "Then let me come!"

Behaving strangely?nonexistent.At worst, buy this theater.

The clock that is really rich is peacefully roaming the sea of ​​the universe with Song Qiyou, exploring the mysteries of the universe together, and Song Qiyou occasionally makes some comments.The two hugged each other with a bucket of popcorn, the clock pouted, and the little claws stretched out to Song Qiyou's bucket, and their hands touched together.

Song Qiyou smiled nonchalantly, and the clock was stunned by the smile.The bow on the cuffs trembled slightly, he thought foolishly, the universe is so vast, the formation of the earth is so wonderful, all the indicators are at the exact point, so romantic.

Billions of years after the birth of this planet, humans appeared on it.Today, the number of human beings is so large and the area spreads so widely that the encounter between any two people is as wonderful and romantic as the creation of the land under their feet, or even more.

Encounters are so incredible, love is even more so.

The hands of the two touched again, and the clock felt the instant touch and the eternal touch in the bottom of the heart, thinking more and more uncontrollably:

Both of them touched their hands. The next step is to have a baby, right?

The author has something to say: I would like to share with you the English background and Chinese translation of the clock dragging part:

In 1990, Voyager 1 looked back at the parent star for the last time at a distance of 64 billion kilometers from the earth and took a photo.In this picture, the earth is just a tiny dot in the vastness.

"Look at that dot again. That's here, that's home, that's us. Everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you've ever heard of, everyone in history, lives on it Over a lifetime. All the joys and sorrows of our species' history, all the religious, ideological and economic ideas that have been said, all the hunters and gatherers, all the heroes and cowards, all the creators and destroyers of civilizations all the emperors and peasants, all the young men in love, all the parents, hopeful children, inventors and explorers, all moral teachers, all corrupt politicians, all 'superstars', all 'supreme leaders' , all saints and sinners—happened upon this speck of dust suspended in the sun's rays." - Carl Sagan, 1994

This paragraph of text comes from Weibo @我说oldcommon sense, with a little modification.If you are interested, you can eat it with Baidu's "dark blue dot" and the photos mentioned in the text.

There is only a short paragraph of English in the article, but the clock finished reading this large paragraph of English in front of Song Qiyou. division (fog.