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Chapter 5 Fifth Sentence(1/2)

Chapter 5

This time we met was as coincidental as if we had carefully arranged it.

It probably responds to the saying "If you are willing to plant flowers but don't bloom, you willows and willows willows and become shade." People who used to spend a lot of effort to meet each other, but they finally failed to meet each other after paying a huge price. Now they don't want to meet each other, and now they seem to appear anytime and anywhere, but Miaomiao... is not prepared at all.

She had the urge to turn around and leave, but she seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move all over, and her eyes continued to lock him.

Huo Siyan said something to Professor Xu with a smile. Professor Xu patted his shoulder with a laugh, replied a few words, and walked down the steps on the left.

The group of students behind, look at me, look at you, and exchange their eyes silently - Professor Xu, who has always been known for his rigorousness and seriousness in the School of Mechanical Engineering, usually has his face tense as if he had hyaluronic acid in class. Have you ever seen him smiling with a pleat on his face?

What a strange thing.

Everyone scattered and laughed.

Then, Miaomiao saw Huo Siyan walking towards her and was immediately at a loss. When he was still more than ten steps away, she decisively took off her watch and threw it into her bag. She was too fast to move, and her wrist was red, and her skin looked particularly obvious.

"Senior Brother Huo, such a coincidence, why are you here?"

It's no big deal, just smile.

Hosyan slowly walked up to her: "I'll come to see Professor Xu, there's something wrong."

He blocked the sunset behind his back, Miaomiao couldn't see his face clearly. She let out a soft "oh" sound, and two slender shadows were neatly printed on the ground from the corner of her eyes, which were parallel.

When Hosyan came over, he saw her with her hands behind her back, not knowing what she was hiding, and her eyes were casually sliding across her left wrist. The place was empty and red. There might have been a little light in his eyes before, but now it has all sunk and has recovered in an instant.

The wind blew the trees beside the road and rustled, and silence lies between the two.

Why make the atmosphere so awkward?

Miaomiao reflects on herself, but she is not particularly jealous when she meets her enemies. Even if she can’t become a boyfriend and girlfriend, it’s good to be friends.

She racked her brains to find a topic, but suddenly she had an inspiration: "By the way, I'm putting that book in the dormitory, maybe I'll have to wait for me."

It is only a few minutes away from the dormitory. If you run back, it won’t take long to go back and forth. You just let him stand here alone and wait for her... Miaomiao suggested: "How about you go and visit our school?"

"No." Hosyan looked at her, and a curve of his lips pursed, "I'll go there together."

This is OK.

As he walked, Miaomiao discovered something. Huo Siyan seemed to be very familiar with the school route. This feeling continued until they walked to the door of the dormitory area. He asked in confusion: "The century-old magnolia tree is gone?"

"Well, I was blown down by the big typhoon last year."

Miaomiao said, pausing: "How could you know..."

No more talk, she covered her mouth with her hands and blinked her eyes twice. How could she forget that Hosyan's undergraduate degree was at A University?

Huo Siyan guessed what Miaomiao was trying to ask. He withdrew his gaze and saw her eyes shining black and white neck slightly bent, as if he was upset. He couldn't help but chuckled: "I've been in A for two years."

"I know."

"Hmm?" Hosyan seemed a little surprised.

Miaomiao explained with a smile: "I heard from my classmates before that you won the top scorer in the college entrance examination, which is great, but I am not surprised at all. You have such good grades, so it is normal for you to get into A-level University."

Help! She wailed in her heart, what are I talking about?

Hosyan didn't react much, but just said lightly, as if he was a little absent-

He thought she would no longer pay attention to anything related to him.

Miaomiao took the opportunity to end the topic: "It's here, I'll go up and get the book."

"good."

Miaomiao almost rushed to the fifth floor in one breath, even forgot to put down her bag, and rushed down with the book. When she returned to Hosyan, she not only breathed, but also had two more blush on her face: "For you."

Hosyan took the book from her: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

When Miaomiao saw him lifting his left hand to look at his watch, he was mentally prepared to end this meeting here. Unexpectedly, he heard him say, "It's almost time, have dinner together?"

She agreed generously: "Okay. Where to eat?"

Hosyan once again showed good demeanor: "You choose."

There are many places to eat near the school, but most of them are snack shops, and there are no more high-end restaurants and restaurants. Miaomiao is occasionally pulled out by Xiao Qiao to have midnight snacks. She doesn’t dare to say that she eats all over the entire food street. She definitely has a lot of food, but now she dares to take Huo Siyan to eat skewers or spicy hot pot?

It seems to be a blasphemy to him even if I think about it.

Miaomiao remembers that Hosyan's taste is light and he cannot eat spicy food, so he deliberately avoided Hunan and Sichuan restaurants: "How about we go to eat Cantonese cuisine?"

"Can."

It was the evening rush hour, and it took nearly 40 minutes for the two to arrive at the Cantonese restaurant in the city center. Miaomiao often came to have dinner with her parents. Even the waiter knew her, and even Huo Siyan was looked at by the other party with an inquiring look.

Miaomiao chatted with the waiter for a few words, turned around and said to Hosyan: "Let's have a small private room."

Hosyan nodded.

The private room is elegantly arranged and not small, especially with only two people sitting down, which makes the remaining space seem large.

The dishes served quickly, two cups of tea tree mushroom rib soup, one plate of cold cucumber, garlic baby cabbage, white-cut chicken, scrambled shrimp eggs and grilled pigeon quilts on the table in turn, with meat and vegetables, all color, aroma and flavor.

"Please use it slowly." After serving the dishes, the waiter changed into a pot of freshly brewed tea, and then closed the door and left.

Miaomiao picked up the spoon and started drinking the soup. She drank it in one mouthful. Before she knew it, she had to push the soup aside: "This soup... tastes pretty good."

"It's pretty good," said Hosyan, "I haven't drunk for many years."

"In the past few years," I don't know which heartstrings touched by his words, Miaomiao asked softly, "Have you never come back?"

"Returned once, six years ago."

That time, he sent his mother's ashes back to his hometown.

Miaomiao's hand trembled suddenly, and the spoon fell to the table with a snap. She quickly picked it up and held the handle of the spoon hard in her hand.

It turned out that six years ago, in the fall of her sophomore year, he really came back...

Hosyan saw her look strange: "What's wrong?"

Miaomiao shook her head, lowered her eyes, and forced her to retreat the tears in her eyes: "Nothing."

The tip of her nose was still sour, but she smiled and said, "It turns out that America is so good. If I have the chance, I will also experience it in the future."

Hosyan did not comment, and his fingers slowly tightened with the edge of the cup. His palms were very cold. Not long after, the tea also disappeared.

The atmosphere was pretty good after a meal. Miaomiao was used to eating 70% full for dinner and took the lead in putting down her chopsticks. Huo Siyan didn't eat much. After the meal, the two of them also started to say more. Huo Siyan asked her if she had finished her paper.

"No." When she talked about the paper, she wanted to sigh, "It's so hard to write." Isn't she the material for writing long-term discussions at all?

“What direction is it about?”

"The application of computer technology in medicine."

Hosyan guessed roughly in advance: "Can you show me something?"

Of course...convenient.

But, why does this conversation feel a little familiar?

"How many points are the physics test this month?"

“…56.”

"Take the paper out and I'll take a look."

"don't want!"

Although she has poor grades, she is also very fond of face, let alone in front of him.

The fact is that even if she said no, under his eyes, she would take out a wrinkled paper from her schoolbag in the end, and of course she would not forget to threaten him: "Don't laugh!"

Of course he didn't laugh. He never made fun of her in person because she was not good at studying. Instead, he patiently helped her explain the wrong questions.

I really miss that time.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Miaomiao took out the computer from her bag, opened the paper page, and Hosyan pulled open the chair, sat down next to her, and started to look carefully.

A top student is on the side, and his aura is overwhelming.

Miaomiao's waist is straight and her mood is even more nervous than being tested by the professor. She should not write too badly, right? After all, she became a graduate student. If she was still picking out many mistakes by him like in high school, would she still have this face?

Hosyan stared at the screen for half an hour, his slender fingers slid on the touch screen, and the paper page kept changing. When he returned to the directory page, he pointed to a line of words in the middle with the mouse arrow: "This extracted hospital-related data is not perfect enough, and it is not convincing."

Miaomiao leaned over and took a look, and was embarrassed: "I searched for data directly on the Internet."

"You can go to a hospital as a survey sample," Hosyan suggested.

Miaomiao had planned this before, but because she was busy with projects, she couldn't spare so much time, so she kept putting it aside. In fact, she knew in her heart that in the final analysis, it was just that she did not have much awe for academic research, but just treated it as a task to complete it.

Based on her thesis outline, Hosyan gave a more detailed point of view: "Incheon Hospital is a good choice, and your cousin is also working there, so the program will be much simplified."

Miaomiao was stunned. She didn't expect that he would think so comprehensively, and at the same time she felt ashamed.

Huo Siyan pointed out several minor mistakes in the paper. Miaomiao was humbly taught and revised them one by one on the spot.

Time slipped away quietly, and they came out of the private room until after 8 o'clock.

Hosyan went to the front desk to check out, Miaomiao did not insist on AA with him. She stood by and waited, turned her head to look out the window, the lights were everywhere, and the traffic was everywhere.
To be continued...
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