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After adding WeChat, Wen Yixin first sent a series of messages——

"I returned to China two months ago and planned to work in China."

"You are still in this city, I heard that you work in Division H."

"Is it convenient to come out and make an appointment? I haven't seen you for many years."

When Xie Ming saw the news, he felt as if he was living in a dream. He couldn't wish for it!

"Well, I have every Sunday off."

"It's fine for a few weeks, when and where you decide."

Wen Yixin: "I can do it this week. You can decide the location. It feels like the city has changed a lot over the years, and I don't even know it well."

Xie Ming thought about it, and sent him the address of a mid-to-high-end restaurant.

"Can I make an appointment at eleven o'clock on Sunday?"

Wen Yixin returned an OK gesture.

Ah, it's like a dream.

Unexpectedly, he was going on a date with Wen Yixin.

Xie Ming lay on the bed thinking about Wen Yixin. After a while, he took out his mobile phone to look at Wen Yixin's circle of friends like lightning. However, as he expected, there was nothing in the circle of friends. To be precise, friends can be seen for three days , so nothing.However, Xie Ming felt that even if Wen Yixin didn't set this, there would be almost no content in Moments.He is a person who does not like to share his private life.

It’s only Thursday, but he’s already thinking about what to wear on Sunday, what kind of clothes, which pair of pants, which pair of shoes, whether to drive or take the subway or walk when passing by, how to persuade the other party to swipe his card when checking out...

The next few days will feel like years. It’s okay to work in the company during the day, and I can calm down, but it’s not good when I get home at night, and I don’t feel restless after eating and drinking.I managed to make it to Saturday night, and suffered from insomnia until three o'clock in the morning.

When he woke up the next morning, he was worried about the panda in the mirror.

What should I do, I don't look very handsome today...

Uncle Xie committed a crime of his own accord, and spent half an hour on Baidu trying to get rid of dark circles under his eyes but failed to improve his complexion. In the end, he had to put on the clothes and pants he had prepared and went out miserable.

The per capita consumption of this restaurant is about three or four hundred, neither high nor low. The two of them are not people who eat wildly, and no matter what, they can only eat a thousand or so at most.

According to Xie Ming's current income, even a few times higher food consumption is still affordable.The reason why he chose this restaurant was, on the one hand, because he felt that Wen Yixin should not like restaurants that were too expensive, and on the other hand, he didn't want Wen Yixin to feel that he had a sense of affluence of a nouveau riche.

When Xie Ming arrived, Wen Yixin had already arrived.

He didn't send a message to Xie Ming when he arrived, and sat quietly on his seat alone, neither looking at the phone nor the menu, looking out the window calmly, not knowing whether he was in a daze or looking at something.

Why...is he still so good-looking.

Xie Ming stood at the door, took a deep breath to calm his mind, and then walked over.

"How long have you been here?"

Wen Yixin was called back to his senses. After seeing Jie Ming, he was stunned for two seconds, and then smiled and said, "It didn't take a few minutes. I reported your name to the waiter and was ushered over to sit down."

"Okay, I'm afraid you've been waiting for a long time."

The two called the waiter and started ordering.

"Speaking of which, I have been a classmate for three years, and I don't know your taste." Xie Ming smiled, "Thinking that you have been abroad for the past few years, you simply chose a western restaurant, you are always used to it. "

"I'm not picky, both Chinese and Western food are fine." Wen Yixin smiled helplessly, "Actually, when I was in the United States, I still cooked a lot by myself, but I miss my hometown food when I am in a foreign country. Hey, I ate it last week. I went to a restaurant with Yunnan cuisine, it was delicious, next time we go out, we can try it."

next time?Xie Ming's ears moved.

He felt that Wen Yixin was different. He used to be shy and reserved, but now he is more generous and proactive than him. He is really not used to it. Is it because he has been abroad for several years?

"Wait, America?" Jie Ming reacted, "Didn't you study in England?"

"Undergraduate yes," Wen Yixin nodded, a little embarrassed, "I felt a little dependent on my dad at the time, so both the master and the PhD were in the United States, and I just graduated the year before last and worked there a year."

"Oh...then why do you want to go back to China?"

"There's too much pressure, whether it's when I was studying or when I was working." Wen Yixin said frankly, "At that time, most of the people in the same laboratory as me were depressed... It was not easy to read a book."

Xie Ming nodded understandingly. When he was an undergraduate, there were people who dropped out of school because of the pressure, and even committed suicide.

"What about you, how have you been these few years?" Wen Yixin looked at him with a smile.

Uncle Xie began to talk lightly about his four years of undergraduate, postgraduate, and work experience.

"Very good, you are a successful person." Wen Yixin joked, "The development in Company H is quite promising, at least the momentum will not fall in the next few years."

"That's good!" Xie Ming smiled, "I work overtime every night until past eleven o'clock, and it's twelve o'clock when I get home. I don't even have a chance to waste the money I earned."

"The annual salary is one million, and there is always a price to pay." Wen Yixin said with a smile, "However, the work pressure of your company is really high. Anyway, I must not be able to bear it."

Xie Ming yawned. He didn't sleep much last night. He really lacked oxygen in his brain: "Yeah, I'm almost crushed to death."

"Pfft!" Wen Yixin laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

Wen Yixin said: "Just now you looked so polite, I still feel that I don't recognize you. Now... I feel like the same person back then, not much changed."

"After all, I haven't seen you for many years..." Xie Ming typed "haha", "Before you reveal your true nature, let's pretend..."

Xie Mingxin said that it was actually because you looked too aggressive, I was very nervous, and I was embarrassed to be too ostentatious.

These two sentences before dispelled the unfamiliarity that I hadn't seen for many years, and Uncle Xie started to show up cautiously and moderately: "There really is no change? I thought I became more mature and handsome."

"Yes, yes," Wen Yixin's tone was not perfunctory at all, "he is getting more and more handsome."

"...Speaking of it, I still feel that you have changed a lot. How could you praise me for being handsome before... You are so honest and not perfunctory. Now you are lying to others, your face is not red and your heart is not beating. It is all foreigner faults."

"Am I telling the truth?" Wen Yixin was helpless.

"Hey!" Xie Ming sighed, shook his head and said, "You are more handsome than you. You were the dream lover of all the girls in the school."

It is very unreasonable for Xie Ming to judge others by himself, and he insists on breaking "my dream lover" into "the dream lover of all girls in the school".

Wen Yixin: "??? Aren't you the dream girl of all the girls in the school?" Why did this uncle forcefully distort the facts?

"You don't understand, Young Master Wen." Xie Ming explained solemnly, "No matter how awesome and handsome I am, I can't get rid of one essence. What essence is it? It's the mud of those little girls playing with mud at home. The nature of the monkey. You are different, you are the young master in the city, and you can satisfy their fantasies of cross-class love. Do you understand?"

Wen Yixin: "..."

"Hahaha, let's stop playing." Seeing Wen Yixin's confused face, Xie Ming stopped the train in time, "Then what do you say when you return to work?"

"Well, I've found it." Wen Yixin said, "I plan to become a glorious teacher of the people."

"Oh...which university?" Xie Ming was a little worried that he would not stay in this city.

"No no," Wen Yixin smiled and waved his hands, "I plan to become a middle school teacher."

Now it's the black question mark Jie Ming's turn: "...ah???" Are you fucking kidding me?

"Don't believe me, don't you know my temperament? I'm very Buddhist." Wen Yixin knew what Xie Ming was thinking, "I'm really not kidding you. I'm really going to Qiulan to be a teacher when the next semester starts. International The school’s salary and benefits are very good, and teaching is not tiring at all. Usually there are a lot of government-funded travel, dinners and dances..."

"No, wait!" Xie Ming interrupted, the ghost cared about how good the welfare of the international school was, he now suspected that Wen Yixin had a mental problem, and expressed his anxiety, "You have something wrong, the famous school CSPhD will run away Returning to China to be a middle school teacher? You... how much pressure do you have abroad? What is the difference between you and being a monk who disillusioned the world?"

Wen Yixin found Xie Ming's reaction very interesting: "Who told you that I got a PhD in CS?"

"...Isn't that so?"

"The master's degree is indeed CS, and the PhD is not." Wen Yixin paused, intending to explain to the master in detail, "I applied for the master and the PhD at the beginning, and there are a few schools that are more difficult to apply for. I applied for a master. In the end, although I won a few PhDs, I still couldn’t stand the attraction of Stanford’s offer. I went there to study for a master, thinking that I could build a good relationship with my tutor during the master’s study and get the PhD quota. The result Well... I was enlightened by a professor in the laboratory during my master's degree."

"... enlightened?"

"Yes." Wen Yixin nodded and continued, "I've told you before, I didn't choose this major as an undergraduate because I like it so much, I just listened to my dad's suggestion. Graduate students continue to study this major It was only because of the major I was studying as an undergraduate. Later, I discussed with the professor whether he could reserve a PhD for me, but he politely rejected me and made an appointment with me to talk about life.”

Xie Ming was confused: "..."

"I'm in a good mood. After I was rejected, I thought about it. Anyway, I can try other teachers or other laboratories. I was not too anxious, but after meeting him, I changed my mind." Wen Yixin's voice was very It sounds good, and the speed of the speech is neither slow nor urgent, and the voice of the narrator accidentally took away Jie Ming's soul, "He told me why he rejected me-he said, it was not because I was not capable enough to do research, It's because my research attitude is too... I don't know how to say it, but he used adjectives like bland and mechanical."

"Is this rejecting you?" Xie Ming frowned, he didn't quite agree, "Does he think every researcher should have a desperate attitude?"

"That's not what I said..." Before they ordered anything on the table, Wen Yixin's eyes fell on the empty plate, "He hoped that I could find what I really wanted to do, and then... I applied for education In short, I was very happy to study for PhD. Last year I was in Silicon Valley in my old job, and after working for a year, I was sure that I didn’t want to do this, so…”

"...Go back to China and become a teacher?" Jie Ming still hated iron, "Do you want to be a secondary school teacher with a PhD in education?"

"I just want to be a teacher." Wen Yixin smiled helplessly, with a hint of grievance in his tone, "I also understand your reaction. Many people want to hit me when they hear about it, but I still think It’s good to do what you like.”

Xie Ming couldn't hear his aggrieved tone, he didn't want to hit him at all, and even wanted to hug him.

Uncle Xie was determined not to stand in the same camp as the "many people" that Wen Yixin said to cause trouble in his heart. He wanted to be Wen Yixin's confidant and good sister, so he said sadly: "...you are right, I think about it now It feels good too."

Wen Yixin was amused by his aggrieved expression, knowing that he was not convinced at all, so he said again: "It's a pity, what I learned was not in vain. I teach programming-related courses to students in school, and I also There are courses on Arduino robots. You have to think of it this way, these children receive higher-quality education in middle school, and in the future they will be better than blue and become better talents."

Xie Ming pretended to be moved by Wen Yixin's high awareness, and continued to say sadly: "...you are right, this is the truth."

The waiter changed the cutlery for them and brought new plates ready to serve.

Knowing that Xie Ming was still not persuaded, Wen Yixin sighed inwardly.

Anyone who doesn't understand him is fine, only Xie Ming...Wen Yixin hopes that he can truly understand and support him.

But right now he doesn't seem to be getting the hang of it for a while.

But it doesn't matter, anyway... We will keep in touch in the future, and there will be a long time in Japan.

This meal was quite enjoyable. Wen Yixin first asked Xie Ming if they were still in touch with Jiang Zixiang, and Xie Ming waved his hands like a bad old man who dislikes his wife: "I live next door in the country, and it's New Year's Eve You want to play mahjong with me every day, and you can’t even run away! What do you think is the difference between this and giving me money?”

Afterwards, the two chatted about some interesting things about their study and work in the past few years. It was very speculative, and the topic never stopped.But they all tacitly did not mention the entrance to junior high school, and they don't know whether they really feel that there is nothing to hate about trivial matters after all these years, or they are afraid that talking about it will make the atmosphere cold.

This peace was maintained until the checkout time——

Wen Yixin thinks that AA is fine, or he can treat himself, but a successful man with a million-dollar annual salary insists on paying the full bill.

"...how about it," Wen Yixin was a little embarrassed, "you can play a game, I occasionally play it at dinner parties for overseas students."

"what game?"

"Don't worry, it's very simple, a game of pure luck." Wen Yixin waved, "Give me some bank cards."

"...how many?"

"Three or four? Five or six? Anything will do."

Xie Ming took out his wallet and drew out five cards: "Hmm."

Wen Yixin took it with a smile, and teased: "Don't forget what your card looks like, or it will be mine later."

As he said that, he also took out five cards from his wallet, stacked all the bank cards together, and began... to shuffle the cards.

Xie Ming: "..." He seemed to have seen the scene of playing cards between classes in junior high school.

"Okay." Wen Yixin raised his head and smiled, and said to the waiter, "Miss, may I trouble you to choose one?"

The waitress looked at the two rather childlike handsome men in front of her, and couldn't help laughing for a moment, feeling that her behavior at this time was like the emperor flipping cards at night.She struggled with left and right for a while, and pulled out one: "This one."

"Ah, what about yours." Wen Yixin smiled at Xie Ming, "Okay, God wants you to treat me, so I can't stop it."

"You city people really know how to play." Xie Ming sighed "tsk tsk".

"I was forced to play." Wen Yixin clarified, "I didn't invent the game... Come on, take your card back."

Xie Ming glanced at Wen Yi's novice, and was stunned.

He really couldn't recognize his own card? !

The cards that Wen Yixin took out just now were all domestic cards, which happened to come from the same banks.Although the style is different, how can Xie Ming remember the suit of his card if he is heartless!

"Can't recognize your own card?" Wen Yixin joked casually before, how could he know that this master really couldn't recognize his own card, "You are really... Fortunately, I can recognize mine. "

"Who doesn't have time to remember what his card looks like?" Xie Ming raised his legs and leaned against the back of the chair, "help me pick it out and put it in."

As he spoke, he handed over the wallet.Anyway, he and Wen Yixin are with each other, and they are not afraid that the other party will know how many coins are left in the wallet.

However, after Wen Yixin took it, he suddenly remembered something: "Wait!"

Xie Ming got up to get his wallet back, but it was too late, Wen Yixin had already opened it.

"Huh?" Wen Yixin looked up at him, Xie Ming's reaction made him a little puzzled.

Then, his eyes fell on a small piece of paper in the transparent grid——

Qiu Lan.