Marrying an old-fashioned scientific researcher

Qi Bai got Bai Sang's phone which had already run out of battery.

There are not many contacts in Baisang's mobile phone. Before the cremation, Qi Bai called Baisang's other relatives. Some of the empty numbers were not connected, and some expressed regret.

Chen Shaojiao drove over from Xia City overnight, and has been staying in Nanfeng City for the past few days.

Jiang's mother, Jiang's father, heard the bad news and rushed back from the base to help the inexperienced junior with Baisang's funeral.

A simple funeral process is not complicated. At the solemn and solemn small memorial service, Qi Bai was wearing black clothes and black armbands, and Jiang Jianzhi stood beside him.

People who greeted and sent off, and who came to see off Bai Sang, basically would go to Qi Bai to comfort him, and those who were not familiar with him would say a word-sorry and take care of yourself.

Add a sympathetic look.

Is there anyone from Bai Sang's natal family?Who is here?Qi Bai didn't care.

Anyway, they have long been disconnected and not close.

He stared at the small porcelain-white urn, which was a small urn for the ashes of a person who was close to 1.6 meters.

The ashes he picked up with his own hands were not even full.

……

Qi Bai settled in Nanfeng City, and Bai Sang's cemetery was also chosen in a beautiful suburb of this city.

She is finally free from illness and will sleep here forever.

Except for Qi Bai losing control of his emotions once when Bai Sang left, until the day of Bai Sang's burial, he never shed a single tear.

At the funeral, a distant relative saw Qi Bai's calm expression, and whispered to the people around him:

"Although it is my own, but I haven't brought it with me for more than ten years, and the relationship is not deep. My mother can't even cry when she dies."

"Sigh, Bai Sang has been proud all her life, but in the end she suffered such a big fall on Qi Ruishan, and ended up where she is today..."

"Women are afraid of marrying the wrong man, and they will be unkind."

Qi Bai in front turned his back to the whisperer, watching the cemetery staff bustle, not knowing whether they heard it or not, with a dull expression.

Jiang Jianzhi glanced at Qi Bai, then turned around and glanced lightly at the two people who attended other people's funerals and were stunned. The latter noticed his gaze, froze for a moment, then bowed his head and remained silent.

Obviously Jiang Jianzhi didn't say a word, and the eyes he looked at them didn't even have a warning meaning, but they still felt guilty for no reason when they met.

The dead are the most important, and everything in the past is just a passing cloud, and they talked about it at the funeral...

There is indeed something wrong.

Jiang's mother, Jiang's father and the others did not go up the mountain, but waited for them at the foot of the mountain.

People came down from the mountain one after another, but they didn't see the person they were waiting for for a long time.

Mother Jiang was a little worried, and when she saw the figures of Jiang Yi and Yu Qinchuan, she immediately went up to them:

"Where is Xiaobai? How is he?"

Jiang's father hugged Jiang's mother's shoulders, signaling her not to worry too much:

"Accompany you with lessons learned, don't worry."

Saying so, Jiang's father kept his eyes on the flat mountain road.

It is impossible to say that you are not worried about the loss of your mother.

Jiang Yi shook his head: "He wants to stay on the mountain for a while, and Professor Jiang will accompany him on it."

The cars parked around drove away one by one, Yu Qinchuan glanced up the mountain, and said to Jiang's mother and Jiang's father:

"Aunt Jiang Shutong, let's go first."

Qi Bai is so strong, they can't help much if they stay at this time.

Mother Jiang frowned after hearing this, and exchanged glances with Father Jiang, but was finally persuaded by Yu Qinchuan and Jiang Yi to leave first.

On the mountain, apart from the people sleeping in the ground, only Qi Bai and Jiang Jianzhi remained.

Jiang Jianzhi next to him kept silent, and Qi Bai didn't ask him why Jiang Yi was still here after Jiang Yi left.

Qi Bai stared at the smiling Bai Sang on the tombstone, and reached out to touch the photo——

The posthumous photos should be taken from when he was young, which is good-looking, and this is also one of Bai Sang's last wishes.

Qi Bai didn't talk to himself to Bai Sang's photo like everyone thought, but just watched quietly.

Jiang Jianzhi looked at his side face and understood that everyone behaves differently when they are sad.

Professor Jiang, who has lived indifferently for 26 years, only works and experiments, and does not eat the fireworks of the world, watched Qi Bai. At this moment, he completely came to the warm and difficult world.

***

Went up the mountain early in the morning, and it was almost noon when he went down the mountain. When he returned, Qi Bai was silent all the way, staring out the car window in a daze.

It was rare for Professor Jiang, who was driving, to be unable to concentrate on one thing, and he always looked at Qi Bai with uneasy eyes.

"Professor Jiang."

Feeling Jiang Jianzhi's gaze again, Qi Bai suddenly called him.

The hand holding the steering wheel subconsciously exerted force, and Jiang Jianzhi responded.

"I'm fine." Qi Bai finally moved his gaze away from the car window, and twitched the corners of his mouth at Jiang Jianzhi:

"I'll treat you to dinner."

Looking deeply at Qi Bai, Jiang Jianzhi responded in a low voice, "Okay."

After getting off the car, Qi Bai, who had been taciturn for the past few days, regained some energy, and volunteered that he wanted to eat Jiangnan cuisine.

Qi Bai said to Jiang Jianzhi: "Since we are inviting you to dinner, we must show our sincerity."

According to the customs of Bai Sang's hometown, children of deceased parents are not allowed to touch meat, and try to keep water as little as possible. Qi Bai has never touched meat in the past few days.

Jiang Jianzhi didn't object, and the two went to eat the delicate and light Jiangnan cuisine.

While waiting for the dishes, Qi Bai asked Jiang Jianzhi:

"I have to go to the nursing home later, Professor Jiang, are you going to school in the afternoon?"

These two days have been busy with Bai Sang's funeral, her things are still in the nursing home waiting for Qi Bai to tidy up.

Jiang Jianzhi shook his head: "No need."

Qi Bai was surprised: "No class today?"

Jiang Jianzhi: "Switched classes with other professors."

Jiang Jianzhi hardly went to school these days, and took his first long vacation since joining the job.

Including Yu Qinchuan and Jiang Yi, they have been helping them throughout the past few days.

Without a single provocative word, they used actions to tell Qi Bai that they were all there.

June is not a holiday for teachers and students. Professor Jiang, who has a clear distinction between public and private, can do this for himself. Qi Bai's heart softened and he thanked him.

These two days Qi Bai always thanked him.

Hearing the words, Jiang Jianzhi sighed softly in his heart, and said to Qi Bai:

"You don't have to thank me."

This is what he should do.

They are all big men, it is a bit hypocritical to thank them all day long, so Qi Bai listened to Jiang Jianzhi and stopped being polite to him.

When all the dust settled, Qi Bai felt a little empty in his heart.

Just like he couldn't immediately realize that Bai Sang was seriously ill a few months ago, now he needs time to digest the fact that Bai Sang has passed away and left him completely.

Some emotions can be vented by talking, but some are destined to be digested by one person.

Jiang Jianzhi didn't continue the topic of Bai Sang, the two drove to the nursing home after dinner, and packed up the last things Bai Sang left in Nanfeng City.

It's called a relic now.

According to Jiang Yi's order, the room where Bai Sang lived in the nursing home remained as it was, with a water cup with a little bit of paint on it beside the bed, the small bowl and spoon she used to drink porridge.

There are not many things, and a small carton can hold them all.

Qi Bai carried the box back to Yuelan Mansion, and told Jiang Jianzhi that he wanted to take a nap.

He was guarding Baisang's spirit and didn't get a full night's sleep for several days. Jiang Jianzhi sent him upstairs and looked down at him:

"Call me if you need anything."

Qi Bai responded with a smile and entered the house, Jiang Jianzhi waited outside his house for a while before leaving.

Hearing the footsteps outside the door gradually fade away, Qi Bai slowly stood up from the ground, and put Bai Sang's belongings into the empty room at home.

After taking a simple bath, Qi Bai threw himself into the big bed in the master bedroom and forced himself to sleep with his eyes closed.

When you fall asleep, you don't have to think about anything.

***

In the evening, Jiang's mother and Jiang's father packed up their luggage and were sent to the airport by Jiang Jianzhi.

The project the two are involved in is important and confidential. They cannot rest for too long and must return tonight.

Jiang's mother was worried about Qi Bai's state at this time, but time did not allow them to wait for Qi Bai to wake up before saying goodbye, so she asked Jiang Jianzhi to pay attention to Qi Bai's emotional changes along the way.

Although Qi Bai didn't say anything, they could all see that Qi Bai and Bai Sang had deep feelings for each other.

Jiang Jianzhi: "I know."

Father Jiang cast a skeptical look on this.

He didn't doubt how much his son cared for Qi Bai, but he just doubted whether his son who didn't touch Yang Chunshui could take good care of Qi Bai.

At Jiang's age, he has already experienced the pain of his mother's death, and knows that Qi Bai needs to be with him at the right time.

Father Jiang reminded: "Don't disturb his sleep today, let Xiaobai have a good rest."

Jiang's mother corrected: "But you can't sleep for too long, so you should watch the time and remember to ask Xiaobai to have dinner, and then go to bed after eating."

Mother Jiang: "Actually, the best way at this time is to take Xiaobai out to relax, and not stay in the room all the time."

Father Jiang also nodded in agreement.

After hearing what the two said, Jiang Jianzhi's eyes flickered imperceptibly, and he pursed his lips in silence.

After sending Jiang's mother and Jiang's father to the airport, Jiang Jianzhi returned to Yuelan Mansion without any delay.

After parking the car, Jiang Jianzhi went to get his phone, only to notice that Jiang's mother had sent him a message twenty minutes ago:

[Jiang Mu]: Son, treat Xiaobai well from now on, that child...you are the only one around.

Jiang Jianzhi paused slightly with his fingertips.

Knowing that Jiang's mother and Jiang's father had already boarded the plane at this time, and could not receive his news immediately, Professor Jiang still replied solemnly:

[J]: Good.

……

At night, Jiang Jianzhi, who had been working at his desk in the study for several hours, raised his wrist to check the time. It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

Eleven hours and 47 minutes had passed since Qi Bai arrived home, and there was no movement from the people upstairs.

After a little thought, Professor Jiang took the key to Qi Bai's house and dinner and went upstairs.

Before opening the door, Professor Jiang first sent a message to Qi Bai, asking if he was awake, and after waiting for a while without a response, he inserted the key and turned the door.

The room with the curtains drawn was shrouded in darkness. Jiang Jianzhi didn't turn on the light directly, but scanned the living room with the light from his mobile phone to make sure that no one was sleeping on the sofa, and turned on the light in the living room.

Jiang Jianzhi walked slowly to the bedroom, and called Qi Bai softly to the half-opened door.

The person nestled in the bed moved, and a disturbed, meaningless grunt came out of his throat, which quickly calmed down again.

Jiang Jianzhi pushed the door lightly, and a strong cold air rushed towards his face.

Professor Jiang frowned reflexively——

The temperature of the air conditioner...

Turning on the light in the master bedroom, Jiang Jianzhi saw Qi Bai curled up like a shrimp in the middle of the bed, covered only with a thin summer quilt.

"Qi Bai?"

Jiang Jianzhi yelled again, and Qi Bai, who had his back turned to him, moved again, but he still didn't wake up.

Jiang Jianzhi turned off the air conditioner that was blowing towards the bed, and subconsciously slowed down his voice towards the person on the bed:

"Yanyan, eat something before going to bed."

Words?

Qi Bai vaguely heard someone calling his nickname, but it wasn't Bai Sang's voice.

He wanted to see who called himself that without permission, but his eyelids were too heavy to open, he was thirsty and his mouth was dry, and when his head was drowsy, he frowned uncomfortably.

Hearing Qi Bai's moaning, and sensing something was wrong from his hoarse voice, Jiang Jianzhi's face darkened, and he quickly walked around the end of the bed, only to see Qi Bai, who was huddled with his back to the door, blushing abnormally.

With a jump in his heart, Jiang Jianzhi raised his hand to touch the forehead of the person on the bed, his palm was hot.

Qi Bai was suffering, when he suddenly felt a patch of coolness on his forehead, the slightly cool touch was warm and comfortable, and relieved a little bit of irritability and dullness.

Qi Bai babbled, closed his eyes and unconsciously approached the existence that made him feel extremely comfortable.

In the next second, Qi Bai felt that his body was suspended in the air, and he subconsciously reached out and grabbed something that could be grabbed around him.

The sudden sense of weightlessness made Qi Bai open his eyes from the dark lethargy, and what he saw was Jiang Jianzhi's tight jawline and perfectly shaped lips.

"Yanyan, you have a fever."

Those beautiful lips opened and closed, the teeth were white and light-colored, and the voice was clear and pleasant.

Dazed and dizzy, Qi Bai effortlessly raised his eyes, and bumped into the eyes of Jiang Jian who was walking out holding him.

Seeing the worry in the other party's eyes, Qi Bai, who was almost burnt out, thought in a trance:

Oh, I have a fever.

Mr. Jiang looks really good-looking...

Before falling into a coma again, the last thought that crossed Qi Bai's mind was——

Too bad it's not mine.

***

During this period of time, Qi Bai's spirit and body were in a state of high tension. Now that Bai Sang's matter was over, he let out a sigh of relief after relaxing, and turned on the air conditioner for more than ten hours, and his exhausted body began to protest. A high fever developed that night.

After arriving at the hospital, the emergency doctor measured it with a thermometer - 39 degrees four.

Seeing that the value is approaching the frightening forty.

The doctor frowned and looked at Jiang Jianzhi: "It's all burned like this, why did you send it here?"

"If it burns for a while, people will be stupid."

Jiang Jianzhi pursed his thin lips tightly and said nothing, he listened to the doctor and put Qi Bai on the hospital bed.

The doctor asked Jiang Jianzhi to go to the hall to pay the fee and go through the formalities. Jiang Jianzhi responded, but felt a resistance when he left.

Professor Jiang looked down, and saw that Qi Bai was holding his clothes with his left hand.

Jiang Jianzhi's expression was calm.

The doctor on the side also noticed the movement between the two of them, and raised his voice slightly:

"Why are you standing here stupidly? Just staring at him like this can reduce the fever and get better?"

Jiang Jianzhi: "..."

Qi Bai has such a fever that he has to cool down quickly and he has to stay in the hospital for observation tonight to ensure that his condition does not recur before he can be discharged. Now is really not the time to think about other things.

Jiang Jianzhi gently held Qi Bai's hand, and pulled his clothes out of his palm.

When the clothes were completely pulled away, Qi Bai's palm was empty, his fingers scratched in mid-air, and he frowned dissatisfied.

The pure cotton home clothes were pulled out of several folds by Qi Bai. Professor Jiang, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, glanced at them, ignored them, and hurried downstairs to complete the formalities.

***

Qi Bai woke up from hunger, opened his eyes to look at the pure white ceiling, smelled the familiar smell of alcohol and disinfectant, and was taken aback for a moment.

Just when he thought he had a lucid dream again and dreamed of Baisang again, a voice rang in his ear:

"you're awake?"

Qi Bai turned his head to look along the source of the sound, and saw Jiang Jianzhi sitting by the bed looking at him.

Qi Bai blinked, and before he could ask what was going on, Jiang Jianzhi suddenly leaned over.

Qi Bai: "?"

Looking at Jiang Jianzhi's face, which could accommodate men, women and children, it magnified infinitely in front of him, getting closer, getting closer... so close that he could feel the other person's breath hitting his face.

Qi Bai: "!!!"

Qi Bai, who had just woken up, felt refreshed in an instant when his pupils trembled:

"Jiang Jianzhi, what are you doing?"

Jiang Jianzhi approached without saying hello, Qi Bai was not only frightened, but also stuttered.

The next second, Jiang Jianzhi reached out to brush his hair away, and pressed his forehead against his forehead.

Qi Bai: "...?"

After posting it for a while, Jiang Jianzhi straightened up, with a relieved expression on his face, and said to Qi Bai, "The fever has subsided."

Qi Bai: "???"

The touch on his forehead was so familiar, and the sporadic memories of last night flashed into his mind.

Oh……

Qi Bai came back to his senses: He caught a cold, Jiang Jianzhi sent him to the hospital, just now he just took his temperature honestly.

He was thinking too much.

Seeing Qi Bai looking at him with wide open eyes, Jiang Jianzhi thought for a while, and took the initiative to explain his somewhat abrupt behavior just now:

"The doctor said that taking the temperature with the forehead is more accurate than the palm of the hand."

Qi Bai: "...Oh, I know."

Qi Bai, who pretended to be calm, flashed the embarrassment and uneasiness in his eyes——

Fuck almost ashamed again.

When Jiang Jianzhi leaned over just now, he thought the other party was going to kiss him again...

Jiang Jianzhi didn't know what was going on in Qi Bai's heart, and he had already sat back in his seat: "Are you hungry? I bought porridge."

Qi Bai had a fever twice in the middle of the night after his fever subsided last night. Jiang Jianzhi didn't close his eyes at night, and kept using the method the doctor taught him. He used alcohol to wipe the blood vessels on the soles of his feet, neck, and underarms, and used physical methods to cool down.

The last meal was at noon yesterday, and Qi Bai was already hungry, so he nodded without hesitation:

"eat!"

After eating breakfast after the fever subsided, Qi Bai, who had something in his stomach, also felt much better.

The doctor came to see him once, and after confirming that he was fine, he was allowed to leave the hospital and give up the bed, but he still said:

"It's best to drink water for two more days, so as to ensure that the body recovers completely. After returning home, you should also avoid eating. No matter how hot it is, don't blow the air conditioner directly..."

After writing down the doctor's orders one by one, Jiang Jianzhi nodded to the doctor: "It's troublesome."

The doctor waved his hand to indicate that it was all right, but he stepped out with one foot, retracted it as if remembering something, and spread his hands to Jiang Jianzhi:

"Where's the temperature gun I gave you last night? Since your brother's fever has subsided and he doesn't need it, return it to me."

Qi Bai: "...?"

Temperature gun?

your brother? ?

Qi Bai slowly turned his head to look at Jiang Jianzhi.

Under the watchful eyes of Qi Bai and the doctor, Jiang Jianzhi opened the drawer next to the hospital bed with a normal expression, returned the temperature gun inside to the doctor and thanked him.

After the doctor left, there were only the two of them left in the ward.

Meeting Qi Bai's gaze, Jiang Jianzhi calmly asked, "What's wrong?"

Qi Bai: "...?"

Qi Bai thought to himself, shouldn't I ask you this?

There are more convenient and accurate temperature guns, but you have to use your forehead. Do you feel that you are more precise and accurate than the instrument?

It's a working machine that some people call you emotionless...but it's not really a robot.

Qi Bai, who woke up with an extra brother, saw that Jiang Jianzhi didn't intend to explain at all, and his mood was very complicated.

"Temperature gun." Qi Bai could only remind him aloud.

Jiang Jianzhi calmly explained: "The temperature gun ran out of power last night."

Qi Bai: "Huh?"

This was an answer that Qi Bai hadn't thought about, but when he thought about it, it was indeed the only correct explanation for Professor Jiang's abandoning the temperature gun and using his forehead.

Qi Bai readily accepted the reason without any doubt, then raised his eyebrows again, and cast a sidelong glance at Jiang Jian:

"But Professor Jiang, who is your younger brother?"

This time, Professor Jiang didn't answer immediately, but asked humbly: "Then what should I say?"

Qi Bai didn't want to answer: "My friend."

Professor Jiang: "..."

Before Jiang Jianzhi could speak, Qi Bai frowned: "Aren't we friends?"

Not only friends, but fake boyfriends, fake fiances...

Jiang Jianzhi sighed helplessly in his heart: "Yes."

***

Qi Bai went to the hospital for three days of fluid transfusions, and finally recovered. The follow-up influence Bai Sang had brought to him seemed to have been taken away along with the high fever.

The old man stays here, and those who are missed by the old man always move forward.

Two days later, Qi Bai received another call from Xia Cheng——

Chen Shaojiao said that Baisang's small house has found a buyer.

The other party was very straightforward. In order not to delay his daughter's study, he said that as long as the transfer of ownership can be completed before the school starts in September, the price is easy to negotiate.

When Bai Sang was still alive, she hoped that Qi Bai could sell the house, now that no one lives there, the house will naturally not stay anymore.

Chen Shaojiao was asked to help with the matter of the house. Chen Shaojiao said that the buyer had paid a deposit, and he had transferred the money to Qi Bai's bank card.

Chen Shaojiao: "The follow-up procedures need you to come back to do it yourself, and..."

"Aunt Bai has a lot of things left in that house, do you want to go and have a look?"

See if there are any important things to keep, and keep them for a thought.

Qi Bai was silent for two seconds after hearing this, and finally said:

"Okay, I'll be back this weekend."

Chen Shaojiao: "If you need it, send me a message. Anyway, I'm in Xiacheng."

Qi Bai laughed: "Don't worry, I won't forget you when I'm working."

"Fart." Chen Shaojiao pretended to be angry and asked, "Do you dare to think of me while eating meat?"

Qi Bai: "I'm sorry you are too hungry."

Chen Shaojiao cursed again without pain, but the big rock in his heart fell to the ground.

It's a good thing that Qi Bai can joke with him.

……

Knowing that Qi Bai was going back to Xiacheng, Jiang Jianzhi looked through his schedule. He happened to have no class on Saturday afternoon, so he went back with him.

As usual, Jiang Jianzhi drove and Qi Bai took the co-pilot. On the expressway, Jiang Jianzhi took a look at Qi Bai:

"It's still early, you can take a nap, and I'll call you when it arrives."

Qi Bai shook his head to express that he was not sleepy, then gave a 'tsk' and sighed to Jiang Jianzhi:

"I really want your students to see what you look like now."

Jiang Jianzhi looked at him strangely: "What are you looking at?"

Qi Bai thought to himself, let those people see how good Professor Jiang is, it is completely inconsistent with the rumored cold-blooded and ruthless devil.

Qi Bai replied: "They must have never seen you in real life."

Jiang Shen is obviously cold-faced and warm-hearted.

Thinking of the evaluation of Jiang Jianzhi by the students on the Lanxi Forum, Qi Bai couldn't help asking Professor Jiang a question for countless students from the physics department of Nantah University:

"Professor Jiang, you usually draw people to answer questions in class. What do you think when students can't answer? Do you think students are stupid?"

Qi Bai saw someone crying in the forum saying that he didn’t study carefully before the exam, and he performed abnormally and failed the exam. When the score came down, Professor Jiang looked at him like a paramecium.

Qi Bai was really curious, based on Jiang Jianzhi's IQ, would he really think that other people are undeveloped single-celled organisms?

If the top students in the Department of Physics of Nantah University are all single-celled organisms, then what is his scumbag in cultural courses?

Thinking that he had misunderstood Jiang Jianzhi's profession, and he had been misunderstood for more than half a year, and had lost countless faces in front of Professor Jiang, the corner of Qi Bai's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt an ominous premonition——

In Jiang Shen's eyes, he wouldn't even be inferior to single-celled organisms, could he? ?

The author has something to say:

Xiaobai: Then what am I?

Professor Jiang: Wife.

noob:? ? ?