隋灿浓斟酌了一下，决定自己先帮他们提前切成等份，免得一会儿又因为大小的问题闹起来。
两分钟后，他突然听到隔壁传来了一道清晰的，像是什么东西被打碎了的声音。
隋灿浓心如止水。
他早就已经习惯了，只是快速地掉头往实验室的方向走，感觉自己就像是一朵在湖面宁静绽放的莲。
每次实验课的时候至少要殡天一两个烧杯试管，很正常，是完全逃不掉的命数。正常情况下，闯祸的学生都会嬉皮笑脸地糊弄过去。
然而等隋灿浓拿着切好的紫甘蓝回到实验室的时候，却发现空气静谧得有些可怕。
隋灿浓突然有了一种很不祥的预感。
他先是在实验室的中心看到了一只碎了的烧杯，一地的水，还有围成一圈，俨然是已经吓傻眼了的学生们。
隋灿浓感觉不对，问身旁的人："怎么了？"
"那只烧杯刚才突然就炸了。" 女学生战战兢兢地说，"是马丁他们那一组，他们忘记垫石棉网了。"
隋灿浓抬起眼，他看到纪羚所站的位置离那只爆炸了的烧杯很近。
纪羚正以一个保护的姿势将几个女学生拦在了身后，应该是在烧杯炸开的瞬间，直接挡在了她们的面前。
"Mr. Ji，your hand......" 另一个女生声若游丝地开了口。
隋灿浓这才注意到，可能因为之前在帮助学生，纪羚的袖口是微微挽起来的状态。
他的手腕清瘦而纤细，只不过此时此刻，有殷红色的血液顺着他的小臂蜿蜒而下，滴落在了白色的实验台上。
纪羚似乎是怔了一下，但是他并没有说什么，只是缓慢地翻转了一下手腕，紧接着便找到了自己小臂上的一处划伤。
隋灿浓看到纪羚垂下了眼，有些迟钝地盯着伤口处淌出来的鲜血发呆。
然后他抬起头，看到了站在门口的隋灿浓。
不知道是不是错觉，在两人目光相会的那一刻，隋灿浓感觉纪羚的眼底好像划过了一丝微不可察的慌乱。
——然后隋灿浓看到纪羚后退了一小步，下意识地将那只受伤的手往身后缩了一下。
For a moment, Sui Cannong's heart seemed to halt.
Hold on, what did he mean when he said that he "I won't have a need for any more in the future"? What kind of person would ever say something like this? Sui Cannong felt within himself a sudden chill within his limbs. His hands and feet ached with cold sweat suddenly- carrying within them a faint quiver. There could be no explanation that could be applied to such speech. The series of events made no sense.
What circumstance would a situation warrant a person to say "I won't have a need for any more in the future"? May it be that these words were genuine, and they were said sincerely because the materials truly did not matter anymore? Or... was this a case of one believing that they had no future at all? Had he been anticipating his own departure from the world? And from life itself?
Because Sui Cannong had been afk for too long; Ji Ling had begun to voice his confusion from the other side of the screen.
"Mr. Sui?" He called out, tentatively.
This caused Sui Cannong to snap out of his daze, responding with a short noise of acknowledgement. He was aware that it wasn't appropriate to deny Ji Ling's goodwill for any longer. Thus he clicked 'accept' on the incoming gift. Ore was immediately deposited into his account.
