Tick ​​tick

When Song Qiyou woke up, there was a hairy head resting on his shoulders, and the clock was in his arms, obedient and quiet, quite different from the sharp and sharp one when he was awake.He wanted to check the time with his mobile phone, but as soon as he moved his arm, the person in his arms said, "Are you awake?"

The movement of raising his arm stopped, Song Qiyou was very embarrassed: "Did it wake you up?"

The clock smiled softly: "No, I woke up a long time ago."

"Ah? Then why didn't you call me? Are you starving?"

"I want to be hugged by you for a while longer."

The word "hug" connected the conversation before going to bed, and Song Qiyou mentioned it again, using his mobile phone to separate himself from the body next to the clock.Clock didn't mind, looked up at Song Qiyou's face in the dim light of the phone, and said sincerely, "I really want to kiss you."

The unsteady phone hit her face.

Clock laughs, gets up, sits on the edge of the bed and puts on shoes, pushes forward: "The distance, angle, and atmosphere are all suitable for kissing. Don't you really want to try it? My lips are very soft."

I can't imagine making love, but kissing is an act that is very easy to create a sense of image.Song Qiyou suddenly felt that Clock's magnified face appeared in front of him, with Clock's warm breath on his face, and his lips touched Clock's supposedly soft lips. With a "click", the light was turned on, and the room was full of light.

Standing by the bed with his shoes on, Clock looked at Song Qiyou who was blushing with a hand on the light switch, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "What are you thinking? Get up, I have to buy some clothes first."

It was just after nine o'clock, and they slept for more than an hour.Song Qiyou accompanied Clock in the shopping mall, watching him buy suitcases, clothes and cosmetics.The unimpeded conversation between the clock and the shopping guide could no longer arouse the waves in his heart, and he began to wonder belatedly: Did I sleep comfortably just now?

The clock chooses a skirt, and the shopping guide asks, "Are you buying it for your girlfriend?"Clock smiled nicely, pointed at Song Qiyou, and said, "Buy it for his lover".

The female shopping guide was fascinated by this smile, feeling "that girl is so happy".The clock was not corrected, so he laughed, waved Song Qiyou over, pointed to the dress that he was talking about with the shopping guide and asked, "How about this one?"

Except for the different colors, these dresses are all the same to Song Qiyou.He couldn't see any way, so he could only evaluate objectively: "It looks good."

The clock "cut" with a smile, and asked the shopping guide to issue tickets.

Song Qiyou wanted to pay, but the clock was one step ahead of him and took out a card with an unknown amount and handed it over. The cashier was very hospitable.He was dumbfounded, thinking, isn't the clock penniless, why is it suddenly rich?

The card kept swiping and swiping, but the clock didn't explain it to Song Qiyou, and Song Qiyou didn't even ask.Satisfied with the purchase, Zhong Zhong went to the bathroom and changed into the lake blue mermaid dress that Song Qiyou said was "pretty", and put on light makeup.

The little prince transformed into a mermaid princess in seconds, but his words were still as arrogant as a prince: "Don't be so sad, I only slept half of your bed for nothing, and I didn't sleep for you for nothing."

Naturally, the waiter in the restaurant used a female title for the clock.Song Qiyou knew this bit of French. After understanding it, he looked at the clock and smiled, always worried that he was hiding a knife in his smile.

Looking at the clock, Song Qiyou's eyes flickered, and he took a sip of lemonade and said generously, "It's strange to explain to everyone who thinks I'm a woman, 'I'm a man, this is a transvestite'."

Either the technology has advanced to the point where a human heart detector has been invented, or the clock is absolutely not stupid, it is simply brilliant.Song Qiyou asked hesitantly, "You won't... mind?"

"What do you mind? If you choose to wear a skirt to go out, you will definitely encounter such a thing. You should be mentally prepared. It's just..." Clock picked up the knife and gestured at the air twice, "If I say you mind, you What will you say?"

The tip of the knife is sharp, making Song Qiyou's words sound like PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds: "Then, comfort you, let you not care about them."

Dinner is also paid for by the clock.After returning to the hotel, Zhong Zhong was not thick-skinned enough to insist that he had nowhere to go.The room opposite Song Qiyou was gone, so he booked a big bed room on the same floor, and when he said "big bed room" to the front desk, he bit Song Qiyou's eyes and smiled ambiguously.

The front desk maintained a standard smile with professionalism and answered "yes".Only Song Qiyou, who can't understand French, is confused and honestly smiles back. When he still feels that the situation is unclear, it will definitely be no problem to join the ranks of smiling.

too young.

Song Qiyou helped Zhong Zhong carry the newly bought outfit, but he only carried it to the door and did not enter the room.Standing in the corridor, he ordered: "Close the doors and windows at night. If someone knocks on the door, be sure to ask who it is. Call me if you need something."

Who wants to hear these things? We went shopping and had dinner together, but in the end we still said these things.Clock was not very happy, raised his voice and asked: "Song Qiyou, why do you like me?"

"What?" The topic changed suddenly, and Song Qiyou, who was named, was taken aback.

"I won't wait any longer, I want an accurate statement now, how can you like me?" Clockwork ignored his blankness, ignored his promise for a few hours and now backtracked, gently and aggressively, "Or where are you not satisfied with me?" , I'll change it. Appearance? Family background? Personality? Or...gender?"

I don't know much about my personality yet, so how can I be better with my looks and family background?Song Qiyou panicked: "Hey... this... shall we go into the room and talk? The influence here is not very good."

"Not good. You just want to hear me say you like me if you don't say anything, and you want to enter my room without giving me any name. Why is your dream of being betrayed so beautiful?"

Well, this venomous tongue means that Yu Su's younger brother didn't run away.Song Qiyou was choked speechless, but another hand reached out to pull his sleeve, and the little mermaid apologized discouragedly: "I'm sorry I was wrong, I didn't mean to choke you. Don't be angry with me, don't hate me. "

No one would get angry when he saw this pitiful look, besides, Song Qiyou was not angry at the beginning, and he also felt that his behavior of not giving the clock a clear explanation was very bad.He wanted to refuse as cruelly as Shi Yusu said, but every time he saw Clock, his heart softened, and he couldn't say anything harsh, and he always felt, think again.

But what are you thinking about?Think about it again?

So this is not an excuse, just like every semester, there are always a few students who are about to fail a course to intercede, give various reasons why more than half of the homework is not handed in, why the final exam is poor, and I will tell them, "These are not excuses for failing your exams."Song Qiyou felt that he couldn't use the excuse of "need to think clearly", not to mention the most important thing, said the clock, he didn't wait.

Song Qiyou calmed down and said slowly: "I'm not angry. That, the one before, the problem of dissatisfaction..."

Clock suddenly felt chills down his spine: "I don't want to know..."

"...Sex."

Which is more frightening, the unresolved or the quick cut, and the clock that hasn't finished saying "I don't want to know anymore" can't tell.There was a "humming" noise in the brain, and now he really looked like a little mermaid, lost his voice, and danced a whole dance with the legs he had just acquired, which was heart-piercing.

"clock?"

Called back to the voice, the voice is out of tune, and every word of the clock hurts: "Am I not womanly? Am I not womanly enough? Apart from taking off my clothes, there is a handle?"

These words are not vulgar like what he said, Song Qiyou still insisted in confusion: "This is different."

"I'm going to have sex reassignment surgery, is that the same?"

Song Qiyou was horrified: "You are crazy!"

Clock stared blankly: "I was wrong."

Song Qiyou thought he meant that he shouldn't say such things as sex reassignment surgery in a fit of anger.

In just a few minutes, Song Qiyou witnessed the clock change from vivid to lifeless.He couldn't bear it, and tried to save something: "Look at the clock, we've only known each other for less than a month..."

"Is it because you don't like me because you haven't known each other for less than a month? Or because I'm a man? This is very important, you can't talk nonsense."

Ugh.

Just like when I asked if I could go to the cafeteria to eat with me, the words were full of caution.Song Qiyou didn't want to be the villain in the story, so he replied affirmatively: "It's because we haven't known each other for less than a month."

The clock froze for a while, and then he smiled, very carefully and shortly, as if the corners of his mouth were raised a little more, and the good words would be withdrawn.He figured out that when you're desperate, it's nice to be unresolved.

Song Qiyou's report took about 10 minutes on the morning of the first day.The content of the report was detailed, and Song Qiyou was full of spirit and impassioned. In contrast, the clock shrunk under the quilt looked extremely depressed.He stopped causing trouble and stayed quietly in his room.

During the meeting, there was a lunch box at noon and a more formal dinner in the evening, but Song Qiyou went back to the hotel for two days to have lunch and dinner with Clock, but Clock didn't get interested.Seeing him sluggish, Song Qiyou asked uneasily, "Are you okay?" Clock would smile weakly every time, and said, "I'm thinking about something."

On the third day, Clock quietly got up early and went to the airport with Song Qiyou, took the economy class quietly, and returned to his home quietly.Song Qiyou was a little unaccustomed to the arrogant young master who suddenly turned into Daiyu who "wouldn't say a word easily". When he waved goodbye to the clock at the door of Shi's house, he felt a little melancholy.

The clock didn't turn back.

Because Song Qiyou was preparing for the meeting, Deng Jian did not report for a long time.As soon as Song Qiyou came back, he rushed to the office, pouring out his thoughts during this time.

Song Qiyou liked Deng Jian very much.Other students are cautious when facing the teacher, but Deng Jian is very natural, and does not neglect etiquette. It is very easy to get along with each other, which is conducive to the progress of the matter.And Deng Jian is not glass-hearted, it doesn't matter if Song Qiyou accuses him occasionally.

Halfway through the report, there was a knock on the door.Deng Jian was writing formulas on the small whiteboard, took an oil-based pen to open the door, saw that it was a clock, turned sideways and called to Song Qiyou: "Mr. Song, this is senior sister."

Song Qiyou thought that he didn't bring a female graduate student with him, but saw Clock standing at the door wearing a dress that looked old and didn't fit well.He didn't expect to see him again so soon after the last bad breakup, stood up "crashly", and made a loud noise with the chair.

"Come in, sit down first. Cough...Deng Jian, you continue."

"Mr. Song, why don't you go ahead and I'll come back next time? Just tell me what you're going to do next."

Song Qiyou glanced at the clock, and the clock was shaking his head slightly, so he looked away and said to Deng Jian: "It's okay, you can continue, I'm not in a hurry here."

Deng Jian also glanced at the clock and scratched the back of her head: "Then I will continue. If there is any mistake, I will trouble Teacher Song to point it out."

Seeing that he was suddenly awkward, Song Qiyou said "It's okay, you tell your story" to calm his heart.But seeing that he was still awkward, he quickly glanced at the clock before lifting the pen, and then he reacted, annoyed and funny: "You should concentrate!"

Deng Jian was seen through, and she simply let herself go: "Isn't this senior sister nervous about me!"

Song Qiyou suddenly felt that there was too much to say, and he felt uncomfortable. He just wanted to know that he would give Deng Jian a difficult document later, and see if he was still nervous.

But the clock can't stand Deng Jian and Song Qiyou talking to each other, hoping that Deng Jian can misunderstand something, and gently tells him how close he is to Song Qiyou:

"Actually, I'm not a senior. My brother is Mr. Song's college roommate. I'm lucky to be Mr. Song's friend."

No one knew, but Deng Jian was really interested: "Wow! That, that, I heard that Mr. Song had very good grades in college and published several papers. Is it true?"

"it is true."

"You..." The abandoned protagonist Song Qiyou blurted out to ask how the clock knew, but remembering that Deng Jian was still there, this was inappropriate, so he turned around and said to Deng Jian, "Are you out of class this afternoon? Why don't you report it quickly?" What kind of gossip are you talking about here?"

Don't you even say a word to yourself?The clock was annoyed, the more annoyed he was in his heart, the more he smiled on his face, and he said, "It's a combination of work and rest, and studying is not enough."

Deng Jian knew that Song Qiyou would not discipline herself, and she was really curious, so she mustered up the courage not to obey the teacher's order, and continued to listen to the clock and said: "The first time I saw Teacher Song was in the fall of 05, when he came to my house to look for my brother. At that time, Mr. Song was just a senior student, and he had already given a report at an international academic conference, which was very powerful.

"Do you know that Mr. Song is a doctoral student of Professor Duncan? It is the Duncan who has won many awards and small prizes besides the Nobel Prize. I heard from my brother at that time that Mr. Song was watched by Professor Duncan at that academic conference. Among them, the ones hand-picked to go to M University.

"I always thought that Mr. Song would go on to study for a Ph. D., but I didn't expect to go back to S University to teach directly after graduation. But they are all in academia, which is about the same. If you think about it, you are willing to devote yourself to scientific research. It is very admirable."

Deng Jian, who was obsessed with gossip, nodded frantically.Song Qiyou's face became hot when he heard those old stories, and instead of looking at the clock, he only criticized Deng Jian: "Are you still fascinated by it? I have a Ph. Do you estimate that you can apply for M University?"

"Wow..." Deng Jian was startled, biting the word "groove" forcefully, "I'll go. Senior, no, ah, you can be considered a senior. Senior, you majored in astrophysics in M ​​major? Are you such a top student?"

In fact, Zhong Zhong went to the University of M to study for an undergraduate degree with the help of his father, but he also put in a lot of hard work himself, and he can still bear the title of a top student.It's just that my heart was broken when I was a top student, and as a top student, why didn't Xueba Song refuse to say a word to himself.

The pool of still water in Xueba Song's heart was disturbed by the small stones of memories. He couldn't remember that he had seen a clock at all, and now he just wanted to ask clearly.Regardless of the difficulty of the document, he casually flipped through the thick article from the table and threw it to Deng Jian: "Forget about today's report, I don't think you have much interest in it. Go back and read this document, and next time you come to this time. The rest was done with the report of the new literature."

Song Qiyou's attitude was not as polite as usual, and Deng Jian was very wronged: I am not from M University, so I am not. Why do you guys from M University engage in school discrimination?

When Clock and Song Qiyou were left in the office, the two were scrambling to speak, but Clock was one step ahead, with a melodious voice, as if singing:

"I have always been reluctant to use time as a bargaining chip, but you are too troublesome, and love is too troublesome. I thought about it and decided to be despicable. You said you didn't like me because you didn't know me for less than a month. Now it's more than a month. It's eight years."

The author has something to say: a foul play:

Little angels who feel that they can't stand it today, please stick to it until tomorrow!Tomorrow is super sweet!Persist until tomorrow and feel that it is not too late to abandon the article if you don’t like it! (sucker Punch