"You don't need to make it public if you like someone. I don't mean to force you."

The smile on Zhang Siyun's face faded a little, "But it seems that your parents are more concerned about your relationship and marriage. If you don't tell them, they think they can introduce you to a suitable girl in the future. The problem between you and her

There will only be more and more in the future. As time goes by, she may really leave you. Do you know how uncomfortable a girl feels when she is tired? Please, this is not the result you want, right? "

Seeing Song Yu's frown, Zhang Siyun held his chin and said, "Really, these are words from the bottom of my heart."

Hearing Zhang Siyun's repeated encouragement, Song Yu looked at her with some confusion, "What are your plans?"

"Me?" Zhang Siyun blinked, "Plan?"

"Didn't you just say you put your plans on hold for now?" Song Yu explained lightly, "I have liked this person for many years, and I will only recognize him for the rest of my life."

"I know, don't worry, I don't have any plans." Zhang Siyun took a sip of coffee and put down the cup, "What I said about putting it aside for now is to leave a step for myself. It took a lot of effort to fall in love at first sight, but you have a girlfriend, so I wasted no time.

In the past, my heart was really sad. But for me, sadness is more important than face. I don’t want to make you cry and spill a cup of coffee on you, how ugly it would be.”

"Ah, being friends is also for mutual respect. I can't just scold you and run away. Don't mention pursuing your plan. It's just talk. Don't take it seriously. Maybe I will date a new handsome guy next week. With someone like you

Friends will only affect my love. We are not the same kind of people. You are a lover, and I want to enjoy life to the fullest."

She stood up, paid the bill, and finally said to Song Yu: "Hey, to be honest, what if your parents accept it if you work hard? The person who can be liked by you is in heaven and earth."

"True love is very powerful, and you have to believe in fairy tales once in a while. Classmate Song Yu."

He was alone and thought for a long time in the deserted coffee shop.

In the following days, Song Yu submitted three applications to change his graduation topic, but all were rejected in the end. He was tired of submitting various materials every day and rushed back and forth to different offices, but still to no avail.

When Song Yu had just confirmed his research position, he had already approached Professor He, who was in his favorite research field, but the other person was too busy. Song Yu waited for him outside the office for several days in a row, and finally bumped into him by chance. Professor He was surprised.

different.

"I know you." Professor He pushed, "You are very famous, why do you want to come to us?"

Song Yu chatted with him for a long time, and finally Mr. He finally agreed and patted him on the shoulder, "Young man, we have the most tiring and painful work here, and it is also very dangerous. We are completely serving the people."

"I know."

"Okay, I see you are quite determined. Come here after graduation."

Thinking of what Professor He said, Song Yu finally took the rejected application and knocked on the door of Professor Zhang's office.

Professor Zhang looked calm and asked Song Yu to sit down and chat, but Song Yu refused.

"Song Yu, I said before, you want to change your direction during your master's degree. You can wait until you get your master's degree to talk. Don't worry." Professor Zhang poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Song Yu, "How come you can't even graduate with a bachelor's degree now?"

You have to change the topic? This is against the rules. Do you think anyone has done this?"

Song Yu looked into his eyes and said coldly: "Teacher Zhang, I said that I don't want to be forced to leave. When I first chose your topic, you wanted me to study with you in graduate school, but I told you at that time that I

The future research direction is another one. You said yes, no problem. But what you did later was not like that. People should have a sense of boundaries. You did too much and interfered too much."

"That's what I said, but Song Yu, you also know that your future is best if you follow me. Including your father, I have talked with him for a long time, and he is also very satisfied with the future plan I have set for you.

…”

"Teacher Zhang." Song Yu interrupted him, "My father is different from you. He may be temporarily persuaded by you, but he will respect my interest. And..."

"There is no possibility between me and your daughter. Please respect me and respect her."

"This is all for later, Song Yu." Professor Zhang folded his hands, "You have almost completed the first draft of your thesis and the results are ready. Even if I set a precedent for you, can you still graduate successfully?

Don’t you want all the things you had before? Be realistic, kid. You still have a long way to go.”

After hearing this, Song Yu laughed and said, "Teacher Zhang, I don't want it anymore. If you are willing to let me change, I thank you. If not, I can apply for an extension."

"The research institute has already come down and you're telling me to postpone it? Song Yu, is there something wrong with you?"

"I can take the exam again. With my ability, I won't fail. As you said, I still have a long way to go." The expression on Song Yu's face was magnanimous and indifferent, "So I can't be controlled by others. I just want to go."

The path you choose."

After saying that, he turned around and left the office, tore up the rejected application and threw it into the trash can.

When I went downstairs, I received a lot of WeChat messages from my mother.

[Ms. Lin: Xiaoyu, let mom use the computer in your room! I’m anxious to change a menu but my laptop PS can’t be used.]

Song Yu sent the password while walking.

[Xiao Yu: Remember to turn off your phone for me.]

In order to avoid seeing Zhang Siyun again, Song Yu moved out of the laboratory, but fortunately, on the day of moving things, Professor He on the same floor saw him and asked Song Yu to follow him while holding the box.

"You can sit here." He opened the door to the laboratory and pointed to an empty seat, "Your senior has gone on an internship and won't be able to come back until graduation." He patted Song Yu on the shoulder, "Young man, work hard.

There’s nothing you can’t get through.”

Later, Professor He left, Song Yu put the box on the table, and the senior next door turned his swivel chair to face him, "Junior brother, you want to join our group."

"I hope so." Song Yu said simply.

The phone rang again, and it was still from Lin Rong.

[Ms. Lin: It’s strange. Why can’t I find your PS save path?]

[Ms. Lin: Oh my god, my things won’t be in vain, right?]

Seeing the various crying faces she sent, Song Yu had no choice but to reply.

[Xiao Yu: I found it after searching everywhere. There are just a few folders in my computer.]

"We all know about the falling out between you and Lao Zhang. He is really not good at it. How can he use his power to suppress students?" The senior shook his head, "It's embarrassing that Lao He already knows about the quarrel.

"

Another senior sister said with a smile, "What is Lao He so embarrassed about? That day he was still in the office and said with a smile, if he had known that such a popular student liked him so much, he should have gone to teach undergraduates to complete their studies. He was too busy.

Yes, I missed a treasure."

"Lao He has the character of an old naughty boy and is not afraid of Lao Zhang." The senior pressed the ballpoint pen in his hand and said, "Junior brother, come on."

Song Yu thought that if he really delayed his graduation, it would be good to pass the exam. There would be no difference if he was a year earlier or a year later.

After leaving the teaching building, Song Yu wanted to call Le Zhishi. Unexpectedly, the call came in first, and it was from Nan Jia. He hesitated for a moment, but finally answered the call.

"What's up?"

"Yes." Nan Jia asked on the other end of the phone, "Let me make a long story short, did you and Lele have a conflict? Why did I see him seeing a doctor alone in the school hospital? I don't know what happened, or maybe he just didn't want to

It makes you worry. I just went to get medicine and saw him at the payment desk on the first floor. I wanted to go with him, but then I thought about it, he probably needs you more now."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. Go quickly."

Song Yu didn't know how he drove to the campus hospital, and his mind was in a state of confusion. There were so many straws that pressed on him recently that he could hardly count them and couldn't distinguish them.

But he never imagined that Le Zhishi would secretly go to see a doctor alone instead of relying on him.

There are always a lot of people in the hospital, and it's very chaotic. The pale lights shine on many sad faces, and the disinfectant roughly mixes all the complex smells together, poking straight into the nasal cavity, making it uncomfortable. Song Yu tried hard to maintain his calmness.

On the surface, I looked through the packed injection rooms, and finally saw him at the end of the corridor.

Le Zhishi was sitting on a bench in the corridor wearing a thick black cotton coat, Song Yu's gray plaid scarf, and a black woolen hat. His pale face was sunken, his eyes were wide open, and he was staring at his hands.

A mobile phone lying sideways inside.

There was an infusion stand next to him, and there was still a little bit left in the bottle, and it seemed that the injection would be finished soon. The veins on the back of the hanging hands were prominent, and the needles were stuck in them, but Le Zhishi had no expression on his face and looked very well-behaved.

, neither crying nor fussing.

Song Yu's emotions surged for a moment, and his eyes were a little sore. He walked towards Le Zhishi and finally half-crouched in front of him.

Le Zhishi was stunned for a moment, his big light-colored eyes looking at Song Yu blankly, his dark brown eyelashes twitching, and finally he let go of the hand holding the phone, raised it and touched Song Yu's.

forehead.

Then he said: "Why are you here?"

When facing Le Zhi, Song Yu couldn't say a harsh word. He grabbed Le Zhi's hand, not caring much about whether this was a school hospital or whether familiar people would appear, so he held it and kissed the back of the hand.

"Why didn't you tell me that you were sick?" Song Yu looked at him with a soft tone, "Do you have a fever?"

"Low fever, thirty-eight degrees." Le Zhishi smiled at Song Yu, not wanting him to squat down, so he pulled him up, "You are so busy, I can totally do it myself."

Song Yu reached out and took Le Zhishi into his arms in the aisle where people were passing by.

"You cannot go to see a doctor alone when you are sick."

Le Zhishi was originally a little uncomfortable with such exposure in the school hospital, but when he heard Song Yu's firm words, he wanted to laugh a little, "How can there be such a rule?"

"This is the rule in our family." Song Yu touched his face and added, "Our future home."

Le Zhi wanted to say when we will have a family, but he felt that this sentence was too sad, so he looked up at the bottle.

"It seems the injection is over." He patted Song Yu and reached out to pull out the needle himself, but Song Yu stopped him, "You can't pull it out by yourself, are you stupid? You don't even have a hemostatic swab." But his tone quickly slowed down,

"Be good, I'll call the nurse."

Seeing Song Yu's back, Le Zhi still felt that it was not real. He touched the needle and it hurt a little.

He thought of himself coming out of the study room in a daze, queuing up to pay at the school hospital, and getting the wrong receipt for the medicine, and getting scolded by the doctor who took the medicine in vain. The injection room was full of people, so he could only inject in the corridor, and the corridor
To be continued...