The O that wants to mark the A

The news that the core data was destroyed was quickly delivered to Professor Yu by Sixia in the form of an email.

Si Xia said that he still remembers the data today, so it has been repaired, and he also backed up the early core data, but he needs to go back to the public school to find relevant manuscripts and files for repair, so He plans to go back to public school early tomorrow morning.

Professor Yu replied to the email that night, in addition to expressing his agreement and feeling sorry for him, he hoped that he would settle the matter quickly.

After completing the planned several sets of experiments, he carefully cleaned every corner of the laboratory as he did when he was an experimental assistant in the research institute of the public school, and wiped out the information that should be erased without leaving any traces with his fingers. Quietly erased, cleaned up what should be cleaned up, and kept what should be kept in an order and method that only I can understand. Finally, I reached into the cage of the experimental rats, touched each one for a while, and finally touched it. When it was No.15, he lowered his head and whistled secretly, and the two mice got into his sleeves in a well-trained manner, scrambled all the way, and snuggled up at the collar of his sweater.

Si Xia raised her hand, pretending to scratch her chin, and took the opportunity to throw in two snacks like melon seeds from her pocket, and the two little guys started to gnaw immediately.

It was a fluke to be able to take them out of the laboratory before, and they were finally discovered. This time, Professor Yu became alert, and he could no longer anesthetize the mice in a big way, so he could only secretly carry them on his body.

After sending the rest of the mice into glass cages set in the wall, he turned off the lights in the laboratory and returned to his lounge to wash and rest.In the past few days when he was away, the person in charge of raising the mice would look after them from the other side of the wall. He changed the number plates on the mice a little to ensure that no one would find that he had taken them away. Two of them.

After everything was fully prepared, he lay down quietly in the lounge.As soon as the light was turned off, he rolled up the two mice with a handkerchief and grabbed them. For the first time, he prayed strongly in his heart: "Please, before going to public school tomorrow morning, sleep peacefully. I will give you a good night's sleep when I get back." You eat sweet potato balls!"

He thought so, and felt that his idea was stupid.He had never prayed before, for man relies on prayer only when there is nothing else he can do.

But this time there was nothing he could do.

The early morning of Monday arrived in Sixia's half-dream and half-awake state.

A night's rest is okay, NO.15 and his wife are also sleeping soundly, Si Xia put them in his pocket and flashed into the bathroom.After washing up, he poured himself a cup of coffee, took out a hell cool mint from his bag and put it in his mouth, and then got into the car.

The car was still filled with a warm and pleasant fragrance. Sixia got in the car, pretended to cough a few times, then took out the mask from the school uniform jacket and put it on.

"Sorry, I have a cold." He greeted the driver in the direction of the driver, and the man in the mask gave a low "hmm" and didn't say anything more.

With the blessing of a mask, coffee, and mints, he stayed awake in the car for the first time—although he was still sleepy, and he was gritting his teeth to control his yawns.

The car drove very steadily, and Sixia maintained a very high concentration, feeling any slight bump in the car.He can feel whether the car is on the elevated road or driving on the street, whether it is slowing down at the intersection or encountering a red light, and he also silently remembers the route in his heart.

As usual, after more than 40 minutes, the car stopped not far from the back door of the public school. Si Xia pushed the door open to welcome the cold winter morning wind.

After bidding farewell to the driver, he walked slowly into the public school with his bag on his back. For some reason, he felt a little bit like he was alive after a catastrophe.

The mobile phone in his pocket quickly connected to the campus network, buzzing and shaking.

Sixia took out her phone and stared at the lit screen. The first message on the top was Luo Can's. The number in the upper right corner was not big, it was a two. When she clicked on it, the latest one was: "Wake up, today is a special day." Miss you."

The above one reads: "I hope the first message Sixia sees on Monday morning is mine!"

Si Xia pursed her mouth, and a vague hum came from the mask.

With a movement of her finger, she returned to the information list interface, and Luocan's gray display on the top showed that she was superior to others.

[The author has something to say: Sixia smiled very restrained in the mask, and the corners of her mouth were curled down. 】