The moon in full bloom

In Mu Yi's mind, in addition to the various experimental data, there is one more sentence recently.

Reluctantly, the phrase "Some things are really not good enough, you can do it" does not match the strong.

Sometimes she thought about the way Du Tangtang said these words, and she felt very bad. Her hand shook, and an extra drop of liquid in the dropper landed on the glass.

Mu Yi immediately came back to his senses, feeling that today is not suitable for doing experiments, by the way, what did Du Tangtang say?To choose an auspicious day.

Finding a good excuse for his laziness, Mu Yi took off his white coat and took off his mask contentedly. The laboratory lurking in the house, which Du Tangtang regarded as a scourge, was actually nothing. Rows of test tube racks are crude compared to the various high technologies in Beaton Medical's laboratory.

Of course, the only thing the two have in common is that they both raised a litter of mice.

Before Mu Yi went out, he took a look at a slightly fat white mouse in a transparent glass box. It was isolated separately because it was about to give birth.

"Well... I just fed and cleaned the cage." Mu Yi chanted, and waved goodbye to the mouse, "Bye bye, little Mu Yi."

She locked the door from the outside, and wanted to see what Du Tangtang was doing.

Mu Yi didn't have to go to work on weekends, and Du Tangtang also took time off, but because he couldn't go out at will, he had to exercise in his room.

She stretched her muscles and bones, stood upside down against the wall for a while, her head became clearer due to the abundant blood, and then she sat at the table and began to write.

Du Tangtang's fingers are very strong, and when he holds the pen, it seems as if he wants to break the pen holder.

"First, protect Mu Yi and build a reputation for the Du family among the middle and upper classes in the United States."

Well, this point is doing well so far. After the two sides had an unfriendly conversation that day, although Mu Yi didn't feel her depressed mood at all, but he restrained himself a little. At least he would never stop the car because of her. Tens of centimeters to chatter no play.

Every time he chooses a parking spot, Du Tangtang is very troubled.You can't be in the same place every time, and there can't be any sniper spots around, otherwise people with a heart will sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit, and calculate Mu Yi's action route in advance.

"Second, the word-of-mouth earned is my own, and has nothing to do with the Du family. I use this as a threat to obtain shares or management rights in the branch."

If the family wants to send a man from the branch of the family to take her place, it will also be difficult to manage because of unfamiliar places and no connections.

It would be even better if Du Sa was sent directly, so that she could go back and grab the management rights of the domestic company.

"Third, kill Du Sa and anyone in this generation who may compete with me, or disable them, the old guy can only let me take over."

In the younger generation of the Du family, including the side branches, there are eleven people in total. Du Sa's father and Du Tangtang's father are brothers. Speaking of which, only Du Sa and her have the highest status. , Regardless of blood relationship or skill, it is not a concern.

After writing these three points, Du Tangtang put down the pen in satisfaction, picked up the paper, shook it, admired it, and put it back again.

Mu Yi just pushed the door open and entered.

"I'm hungry."

"It's only 08:30 in the morning. Why are you hungry?" Du Tangtang couldn't bear it, she remembered how she was when she came out, and woke her up at [-] o'clock in the morning the day before yesterday, saying the same words.She is a bodyguard, not a nanny.

Mu Yi's eyes blinked, but he didn't hear the answer he wanted, so he turned and walked out, "Anyone whose IQ exceeds 160 will always feel hungry when they think about it. Of course, you won't understand."

Du Tangtang followed out, suddenly comprehended the meaning in her eyes, and asked tentatively: "...You don't know, you want me to cook?"

Mu Yi was very calm: "Otherwise? Why should I talk to you?"

With a face full of reason, now Du Tangtang has really become a nanny.

It is said that since Du Tangtang made a vegetable soup that day, Mu Yi went to the supermarket again the next day, bought a lot of fresh vegetables and seasonings, and kept them in the refrigerator.

It was the first time for Du Tangtang to see her buying this kind of thing. In the past, Mu Yi only bought semi-finished products processed in supermarkets. When he was hungry, he only needed to heat them up to eat. Those vegetables were almost rotten and he hadn't seen her touch them.

Could it be that... Mu Yi's abnormal behavior is implying that she is going to cook?

Du Tangtang didn't think he had the talent to cook, he had steamed rice once before, and Wen Huan tearfully begged "don't waste the food".

Let’s forget about cooking or something, I’m too hungry to cook a meal, meaning is enough.

The problem is, Du Tangtang really can't understand such a vague hint!

She is used to going straight to the point, saying what she has to say, and she doesn't like to be tired of beating around the bush, not to mention Mu Yi's hints are even more cryptic.

However, Mu Yi is not a thoughtful person, she just thinks...all of you should follow me and take the initiative to please me, because I am smart.

One put on a high profile and gave the other party a chance to please, and the other went straight and didn't receive any hints at all-ah, it's a pity that the pile of fruits and vegetables.

"Tell me, do you want me to cook?" Du Tangtang asked as he walked towards the kitchen.

Mu Yi snorted, walked to the living room, and sat in the middle of the sofa.

That's it.

Opposite the living room is the dining room, and further inside is the open kitchen. Du Tangtang opened the refrigerator and took out all the vegetables in it.

Potato tomato chicken wings... She rummaged through the refrigerator and found another half pack of curry.

Curry rice bowl, this is the easiest.

Carefully use a knife to shave off the bones in the chicken wings, dice the remaining meat and vegetables together, throw it into the pot, and then throw a piece of curry, regardless of which one to put first and which one to put, just cook it and put it out after a while The rice was also steamed, Du Tangtang poured curry on it and served it to Mu Yi.

Even when she saw a dish that was so poorly presented, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, and silently commented: "It's like swill."

Fortunately, Mu Yi has no idea about the beauty and ugliness of ordinary people, so he eats unambiguously.

By the way, it seems that Mu Yi got up at three o'clock in the morning. She should have been busy in the laboratory since then.

After Du Tangtang finished cooking, he went back to his bedroom, but this time he didn't write any more, but watched children's English programs on his mobile phone.

God is sorry, after a period of hard work, her English level has finally got rid of the level of watching cartoons, and she can climb to a higher level.

Sitting next to the bed and reading a few passages of English, Mu Yi's greeting came from the restaurant, telling her to wash the dishes.

Du Tangtang raised his head, but did not move. He continued to read English with dignity, sticking to the morals of a bodyguard, holding a dart in one hand, turning it around between his fingers, and moving flexibly.

Mu Yi yelled for a few minutes, but seeing no one answered, he gave up resentfully, and didn't bother him any more.

Du Tangtang was relieved when he heard her footsteps passing by his door and disappearing again.

— She was obviously still too naive.

After a short period of silence in this house, there was a bigger storm. The reason why Mu Yi didn't bother was because he went to play the piano!

steel!Qin!

The sound came from her bedroom. Du Tangtang had never been in Mu Yi's bedroom, and only today did he know that there was a piano in it.

Still an out-of-tune piano!

If Mu Yi's playing level is acceptable, she can cultivate her sentiments. Anyway, in China, the doctor suggested to her combative temperament, that she can listen to more soothing music to calm her irritable emotions.

But Mu Yi has finished playing a piece of music so far, but there is not a single note in tune!Every time a key is pressed, the sound will turn several times, and then run all the way to the South Pole, like a few sharp nails, zigzagging across the smooth tabletop.

Such a lack of musicality, but the other party played happily!

When Du Tangtang heard this, he just wanted to pick up a kitchen knife and chop someone up.

Just make noise to punish her for not doing the dishes, right?

I couldn't practice English any more, so Du Tangtang endured another piece of music, and finally couldn't take it anymore, rushed out the door, and went straight to Mu Yi.

Mu Yi's bedroom is simple in style, with white everywhere, highlighting the owner's obsession with cleanliness and meticulousness.The room is not big, and a piano in the corner is the only dark color, squeezing the space to the brim.

Sitting on the piano bench, Mu Yi straightened his back, pressing the keys one by one, listening to the music that was more terrifying than fingernails scratching the blackboard.

"I'm sorry to bother you, I'm checking the sound."

Du Tangtang was a little surprised, she actually took the initiative to apologize, which is really strange, so the anger in her belly dissipated a little, but she didn't know how to vent it, "Uh...it's nothing."

"I don't feel sorry, because I need to vent my emotions. What I said just now is just for social needs." Mu Yi's next sentence was as unsophisticated as ever.

Du Tangtang was furious.

Social needs?Does Dr. Mu need to socialize?

Mu Yi put her fingers in the bass area, and the sound that came out this time was scraping and scratching. In a sound similar to foam friction, she said: "Einstein is not only a great scientist, but also an excellent violin player. We These smart people always choose music as another pursuit."

"Einstein didn't play with an out-of-tune violin." Du Tangtang was even more irritated when he heard it, sarcastically.

But she also found that aside from the tone, Mu Yi's playing technique is very proficient, her fingers are flexible, and her little finger is very long, so she can play across octaves without any problem.

"Really, ran away." Mu Yi said lightly, as if he had just discovered the problem, stopped his movements, and said with some regret, "It wasn't broken back then, but it's too old now."

"How old are you?" Without harsh noises, Du Tangtang's tone softened a bit.

Mu Yi showed a look of reminiscence, and it took him a long time to reply: "It has been in my hands for more than ten years."

After more than ten years, even if it is properly maintained, it is approaching the limit of the life of a piano.

Du Tangtang was thinking about this year in his heart, and suddenly remembered that Mu Yi's clothes and styles were all popular for more than ten years.

She has no opinion on fashion, but Wen Huan is an avid fan. The styles of various brands are well-spoken. She once told her that the fashion cycle of clothes is five to 15 years. After being influenced by her ears and eyes, Du Tangtang thought again, maybe Mu Yi Stick to it, and you'll be a fashionista in a few years.

After Mu Yi finished speaking, his mind obviously entered a state of emptiness, his eyes were blank, and he suddenly came back to his senses, and continued to play.

This time it was the sound of two steel pipes rubbing against each other, and Du Tangtang, who couldn't stand the stimulation, instantly went berserk.

"The piano is a relic of my parents. They love music very much. Every time they have a party, they would perform four-handed piano." Mu Yi calmed down her irritability with one sentence, and made Du Tangtang's anger disappear.

By playing, are you missing your loved ones?

Although this kind of reminiscence method was used to make others suffer, Du Tangtang suddenly felt guilty. She shouldn't have barged in casually. Mu Yi's feelings are just a little weaker, and it's not that he won't feel uncomfortable.

If it were someone else, she must have gotten angry when she barged in rashly—even though they took it for granted that they would not play the piano out of tune.

"I...that, I'm sorry."

Mu Yi kept moving his fingertips, turned his head slightly, and looked at a photo frame next to the piano, "I'm nothing, so they will feel sad. My parents are native Chinese, and they are very particular about returning to their roots."

She pressed the last key, and a long tremolo echoed in the room, "It's a pity that because of an experimental accident, everything was blown to pieces, and I can't even collect their bodies."

Du Tangtang followed her gaze and saw a smiling young man and woman in the photo frame.

The author has something to say: Not good at emotional dramas, this is a problem...

Rubbing his chin and trying to think of countermeasures, he went to find an emotional blockbuster to watch.

My love for Lily started from Tsui Hark's various movies, including "Green Snake" and "Di Renjie", especially the one about Tongtian Empire. In Empress Wu's arms, ask her if you have ever loved anyone?

Empress Wu said yes.

does it worth?

……worth.

Because you have paid, so my death is worth it, even if it is not for me, not because you loved me.

Just let me believe that you are not completely ruthless, so can you leave a little nostalgia for me?

I love you too, and I also paid a great price, please remember me.

...Thanks to Mr. Xu for creating so many yummy plots! ! !

I personally think it's just a person, please don't rush up and beat me, I will cry.

The love between girls is very strong and tenacious. The world of two people is supported by soft bodies and hard bones, but it is not entirely love, and there is also a little friendship in it.

I trust you, I stick to you, I protect you, I tell you all the joys and pains, and you will never leave me.