The sun rises.
The institute was silent.
The soldier in charge of checking the equipment opened the glass coffin and said to the young man inside: "Professor Shen, how do you feel?"
The young man took the water he handed over and said, "Fortunately, there is no problem with the instrument."
The soldier said, "No."
Shen Zhizhu took down the white coat hanging on the side and put it on. He buttoned it in a gentle and graceful manner, and his handsome face showed the haziness of just waking up.
"If all goes well in the final check-up, it will be ready for medical use next month," said the soldier after looking at the data.
Shen Zhizhu nodded and said, "Ask An Zicheng to come over and bring the information he recorded."
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The recorded text in his hand made An Zicheng's face turn as black as the bottom of a pot.
One by one, they all covet his sister!
Even if they are leaders, he will scold them!
So the man rolled up his sleeves and walked angrily into Shen Zhizhu's office.
The young man sitting on the work chair was wearing a white coat and silver-rimmed glasses. He was polite and elegant, with an image of an abstinent and cold professor.
However, only An Zicheng, a man who witnessed the entire spiritual world, understood the inner thoughts of this beast in human clothing!
"Professor Shen." An Zicheng's tone was not very good. "Excuse me, when you debugged the equipment, what did it mean to set my sister's identity into it?"
Shen Zhizhu pushed up his glasses and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Doesn't Major An know about this?"
An Zicheng sneered: "What should I know? How do you fantasize about my cousin in the spiritual world?"
The young man said, "I like it, is that not okay?"
An Zicheng was irritated by his self-righteous attitude, "How can you do that? My cousin doesn't like you, and you'll cause trouble to her by doing this!"
"So, did I do something wrong?" the young man suddenly asked.
An Zicheng was stunned for a moment, and then he continued, "Is it wrong for me to like your cousin?"
"I just like her, is that wrong?"
Three questions of the soul.
"This, this..." An Zicheng, who has never had a girlfriend since he was born, was a little at a loss for an answer.
Shen Zhizhu held a fountain pen in his hand and rubbed the pen gently with his thumb.
He lowered his eyes and looked at a pile of documents on the table. That was the world recorded by An Zicheng.
The young man picked it up and scanned it slowly.
From childhood to adulthood, from immaturity to maturity, it records every little detail between them.
Childhood sweethearts.
What a beautiful story.
But it's just a story.
If he had met An Yeran first from the beginning, would everything have been different?
pity.
No ifs.
An Yeran doesn't like him.
Just as friends.
That's all.
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