If love could come back

The work of a university professor can be so leisurely that it makes people jealous, or it can be so busy that the sky is dark, and Jing Bo happens to be the busy kind, and Xu Xiaoli's work is not going to be easy, so they spend most of their time together. Yes, they will be staggered, and there are not many opportunities to meet each other, and more often they are contacted by phone.

It's just that it's been a bit difficult to even make phone calls recently.

During recess, Kingsley took advantage of the gap to walk outside the classroom, took out his mobile phone from the left pocket of his white robe, and checked. There was no call back or text message.

She's been busier these days.

Sometimes it took hours to wait for her call back.

He never asked her about work, not only because it was an area he was not familiar with, but also because he always believed that the most basic thing when two people got along was to respect and not interfere, and to leave room for each other. private space.

But this time, I suddenly wanted to know why she was so busy.

At this time, Janet came out and saw him thinking, obviously not paying attention to the class time, so she had to remind softly: "Professor King, I'm going in for class."

Then, the phone in his hand rang as if waking up.

Sorry, just had a group meeting.Is there something wrong?

After reading her text message, he smiled apologetically at Janet, "You let them start the last experiment first, and I'll come later."

Janet smiled understandingly. The previously unacceptably rational Professor King finally became more like an ordinary person, so she nodded and turned back to the classroom.

He dialed the phone and was connected shortly after.

"Kingsley?"

"I thought you'd be too busy to answer the phone again."

"I'm sorry." She couldn't help apologizing to him, with a hint of melancholy in her voice, "Aren't you going to class now?"

Several times his calls turned into missed calls. She couldn't say that this was completely unintentional, because she had taken on a lot of work recently. On the one hand, she could use this as an excuse, and on the other hand, it was also to buffer herself.

"So, prove that I'm lazy."

"I remember that this should be the second experimental class." She said seriously, not to be fooled by him.

Kingsley is a very regular person, especially at work.He arranges a good timetable every day, handles the things that should be done in an orderly manner, never falls behind, and will let her know his schedule.

Over time, she also took it to heart and remembered it.

As a result, after being found out by Ivy once, it inevitably caused some teasing.

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At the beginning, she was just joking, just listen to it.

But the so-called seeing people's hearts with time, the feeling cannot be ignored, but it becomes clearer and more profound after time.

He treats feelings now... No, or rather, he treats feelings and her very differently from before, teaching her to understand that he is really interested in managing this relationship so hard.

Her life was also quietly entered without knowing it.

"I'm really being lazy, so I can't talk too long." The person on the other end chuckled because she remembered. "let's have dinner tonight?"

Xu Xiaoli, who was standing in the corridor at the moment, paused for a moment, her thoughts were concentrated, her eyes gradually lost their spirit, and she stared at the end of the corridor in front of her.

"Hello? Do you hear that?"

There was an unusual silence for two or three seconds, and when he heard her voice again, he could vaguely hear a strange heaviness.

"Well, I heard it." She kept her voice tight, "However, I may be late, and then I can go there by myself." Then, after the time and place were agreed upon, she hung up the phone.

There was an unnatural tension in her voice that always felt wrong.

It was as strange as the night in front of me.

Hong Kong's night scene is unique and charming, and it is famous all over the world.

There are many high-rise buildings, and the ups and downs of the windows shine through. From a distance, they look like scattered stars, adding brilliance to this bustling city that never sleeps. There are a few beams of light between the buildings. The night sky, appearing and disappearing from time to time, is elusive.

Under the night, a red dot can be seen flashing regularly, rising at a constant speed, and finally sinking into the clouds slowly.

Can't see anything.

Pulling back his gaze, he was contemplative, recalling the information Gordon had inadvertently revealed on the phone earlier.

...Thanks to your help, we can finally call it a day early tonight.However, I had to go to the PPRB before I finished work, and I saw my former subordinate sitting in the office alone in a daze.

You mean—he was wondering then.

Who else?Could it be that there is more pressure on the PPRB?If I had known earlier, I would have applied to the superior to transfer the person back, anyway, it has been so long...

Sitting in the office all the time?

His thoughtful eyes were deep and dim, slightly shining, and there was an almost invisible wrinkle between his brows.

Suddenly, as if feeling something in his heart, he raised his eyes suddenly and saw a familiar figure walking slowly under the guidance of the waiter. He was still wearing the same work attire, so it could be seen that he came directly from the police station.

On closer inspection... If you didn't know her well enough, you would have thought Gordon was joking.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

She sat down, but was uncomfortable with that inexplicable gaze.

"I just wanted to ask you if you're very tired recently." As a result, she clearly saw her face flashing across her face in a daze for half a second, "There are bloodshot eyes in her eyes."

Subconsciously reached out to touch it, then bent his lips and smiled, "It's nothing, maybe it's because I haven't slept well recently."

Kignsley nodded gently, seemingly reassuringly.

At this moment, the restaurant manager quickly came to the table with a respectful attitude.This famous genius physicist is a regular customer in the store, and even a distinguished customer, so he can't be neglected in the slightest, so he naturally asked courteously: "Mr. Jing, what do you want to eat today?"

"Let's order food first."

She was about to open the menu when the sharp-eyed restaurant manager rushed to recommend it.

"Why don't you try the steak? Today, a batch of the best Angus beef was airlifted from Australia. The meat is tender." Then he turned to Kingsley. "If it is paired with 05 Bordeaux red wine, the taste will be perfect!"

The 2005 vintage of Bordeaux red wine was full of praise from those who gathered to taste en primeur, and their restaurants were usually only reserved for VIP guests.

"This wine is soft and round, rich in color, and has a rare rich taste. I believe it must be worth tasting for both of you."

After listening to the restaurant manager's hard-working sales, he was unmoved and just asked her: "What do you think? Or do you want to look at other things first?"

At this moment, the manager of the restaurant immediately cast a concerned look at her, and couldn't help but secretly looked at her: This lady doesn't look much like the celebrity daughter who often visits, but she looks much more pleasing to the eye, and she doesn't have that kind of domineering He is self-righteous, but he is a clean and refreshing person.

With a flash of inspiration, the manager's eyeballs quickly slid towards Kingsley, could it be...

No wonder!

So, the restaurant manager quietly waited for the guest's decision with a smile on his face.

"Actually, I don't care. It's up to you to decide." She smiled slightly and only added one sentence. "However, please give me a glass of fresh orange juice, no red wine."

Hearing this, the manager of the restaurant couldn't help but look straight at her, feeling astonished, and suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Beef with... orange juice? !

Is this something a person of taste would do?

Of course, he who has experienced many battles will never show any look that disturbs the guests, and his solid professionalism does not allow him to do so, so he can only comfort himself by saying that he is probably tired of eating, so no matter what taste he has to change to try?

Rich people are often elusive anyway, right?

At this time, a gentle voice calmly said, "Then give me a glass of orange juice too."

When Xu Xiaoli heard this, she raised her eyes and stared at him, and the restaurant manager was no exception. She never expected that people who always know how to appreciate red wine would change to new tastes.

Stared at by such gazes, Kingsley remained calm, and only smiled and said, "I think it's wrong to drive after drinking?"

When you talk, look into her eyes.

It was an irrefutable reason, legitimate and upright, she had no choice but to hesitate to speak.

The restaurant manager had nothing to say, so he left sadly.

"I don't know if he thinks we are weird and tasteless."

"There is no definite definition of taste, we just want to eat happily, don't we?" He is completely unconcerned and comfortable, and doesn't care about other people's eyes at all.

She watched him silently.

It can be heard that this is the truth, not to say it nicely to her.

Sitting in such a high-end restaurant, he did not hesitate to discard certain things. Maybe it was a very trivial thing in the eyes of others, but she knew that if it were another man, she might not necessarily do this with her. A "little thing" that damages one's identity and loses face.

She suddenly felt very ashamed, because she was so hypocritical, especially in front of him.

At this moment, I really realized that I couldn't hold on any longer.

The author has something to say: In fact, I think it’s just a little abuse, but those with low tears may take a moment to read the next few chapters.