If someone asked Zeng Li what it was like to kiss Ai Jing Chu for the first time, the answer would definitely be three words—I don't know, her entire jaw and mouth were numb at that time, and she was completely unconscious.

After a while, Wu Wan Xia called. At that time, Ai Jing Chu had already left. He didn't eat, just left that sentence and that kiss and left.

"I had an accident on my bike." Zeng Li explained.

"Ah? Are you okay?" Wu Wanxia exclaimed.

"A few stitches on the chin." Zeng Li said.

"Then do you need to ask for leave? I will ask for leave for you."

Zeng Li thought for a while, "Let's see when the time comes."

After taking a few bites of the food, she thought it tasted good, so Zeng Li went to the kitchen to watch the chicken soup on the stove.

As soon as the lid is opened, the aroma is tangy, and the yellow soup is very attractive. She didn't expect that Ai Jing Chu's method was completely to her liking. Half a chicken was stewed, the flesh and bones were almost melted, and the chicken legs fell off with a single hand.

She was in a great mood immediately, found a small bowl, put some soup in it, and blew on the layer of chicken oil with her mouth. It finally cooled down a bit, and she took a sip cautiously. When the thing reached his mouth, he felt something was wrong and swallowed it slowly. I took another sip, tasted it, took another piece of meat and chewed it, and finally confirmed that there was really no salt.

She just thought it was Ai Jing Chu who forgot to explain to her and didn't take it to heart.

The next day, after she woke up, she took off the gauze from the wound and looked in the mirror, but she was startled. Her entire chin was swollen and high, which looked like Avanti's long, upturned, and pointed chin.

Everything else about her is good, except that she has extremely low self-esteem in matters related to her appearance, and she panicked all of a sudden, regardless of whether she is busy or not, so she called Wu Ying.

Ma Yi Yi came galloping along with Wu Ying.

"My God, what are you doing? Didn't you go on a date?" Ma Yi Yi exclaimed.

After all, Wu Ying is also a doctor, so she was calm, "The wound was sewn up very carefully, and the swelling is normal, and it will disappear in two days." Then she said, "How did you survive yesterday?"

Zeng Li had nothing to keep from the two of them, and confessed completely.

"Confession?" Wu Ying asked back.

"He kissed you?" Ma Yi Yi was excited.

Zeng Li nodded.

"It's inhumane, you've fallen like this, and have the nerve to kiss you." Wu Ying said.

"He just... gently..." Zeng Li racked his brains to figure out what to say, "It was just a touch."

Ma Yi Yi suddenly caught the point, "When he is confessing, he is clearly declaring war and demonstrating, okay?"

"Did you respond to him?" Wu Ying asked.

"I..." Zeng Li glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and when she mentioned yesterday's scene, her heart started beating wildly again, as if she was no longer under her control.

"I... I didn't realize it, he touched my face and left." Zeng Li replied hesitantly.

Ma Yi Yi glanced at Zeng Li, and said, "Xiaoyu, you have fallen."

Zeng Li blushed and denied it, "I didn't."

Ma Yi Yi said contentedly: "That's good, let him go wishful thinking, and hurry him to death."

However, Ai Jing Chu on the other side of the city didn't look anxious at all. He got up early as usual, ran back to eat breakfast, checked his mailbox, and began to revise Ge Yi's thesis.

When eating at noon, there was a plate of crab roe tofu on the table.

Grandpa Ai's teeth were not good, so Aunt Li made tofu and other things in different ways for him. After Ai Jing Chu took a bite, he thought it would be good for Zeng Li, so she asked Aunt Li, "How do you make this dish?"

"Eat more if it tastes good, and tell me if you want to eat it. You don't care how it is made." Aunt Li said.

Ai Jing Chu grew up with his grandparents. Without his parents, the intergenerational love is even more unscrupulous. When Grandma Ai was alive, she loved him like a heart, and she cried for several days just because of going to study in the United States.

Fortunately – under such doting, the seedlings did not grow crooked.

Except for the few things that he definitely doesn't eat, Ai Jing Chu is not picky about food, and he seldom pays attention to what he eats. The family has eaten this white tofu. I don't know how many times, but today alone is really unprecedented.

Aunt Li didn't say anything, but she was very happy in her heart. It was rare to see him so interested, so she opened the conversation and said, "Cut the tofu into pieces first, put it in boiling water for two or three minutes, drain it, and then fry the crab roe. But your grandma didn't eat crab before, so I replaced it with fried salted egg yolk. Then add tofu, thicken it, stir fry it, and boil it in water for a while." She also said, "When you start the pot, you should put a little salt in the pot, and the tofu should be boiled at the beginning. At the end of cooking, use high heat, and don't use it at the beginning."

Since he was a child, his understanding has been better than that of ordinary people. As long as it is something that is on his mind, he can hardly forget it after going through it in his mind. Although Aunt Li taught it upside down, he already understood eight or nine points.

As soon as he was free, he began to think about Zeng Li.

What did she have for lunch? He bought a lot of food yesterday and left them in the refrigerator. Did she make them herself today? He kissed her yesterday, was she angry or happy? Does her wound still hurt? Is she scared after being swollen?

So, he went back to his room to call Zeng Li, but no one answered, so he changed his clothes and prepared to go out. When he went downstairs, he saw a guest coming to the house. It was Grandpa Ai's former subordinate. He asked someone to bring two baskets of fresh red pomegranates from other places, and now they have delivered them.

Aunt Li and her husband have never been used to eating this food, but the grandson and grandson of the Ai family like it very much.

"Xiao Chu, if you like it, try it." Aunt Li called him.

Ai Jing Chu looked at the things, took a bag from the kitchen, picked up a dozen or so, and took them into the car together.

He called Zeng Li in the car, but no one answered.

He then dialed several times, until the car had reached the gate of her community, but still no one answered. He parked the car, walked quickly to Zeng Li's house and knocked on the door, knocked for a while, but there was no one.

For some reason, he panicked.

He can't find her.

Without this address and without that mobile phone number, even if she disappeared, he would have nowhere to be found. What's up with her? He shouldn't have left her at home alone last night. Did his behavior scare her and she didn't want to talk to him anymore?

She is so reckless, what if she falls again, or if the wound is not good and she has a high fever? Or did she feel unwell and went to the hospital?

Standing at the door of her house, Ai Jingc Cu felt the torment in her heart.

After trying to calm himself down, he called Zhou Wen.

"Are you at school?" he asked.

"Yes, it's in the laboratory."

"Help me check your patient, Zeng Li, the contact information she left in the medical record."

"Oh." Zhou Wen was extremely curious. Hearing Ai Jing Chu's tone, she didn't dare to talk too much, and obeyed obediently.

The computer in the laboratory is connected to the hospital's intranet, and all the patient's electronic files are on it. She searched and found it.

"There is a phone number and home address." Zhou Wen reported.

"How many?"

Ai Jing Chu read Zhou Wen on the other end of the phone according to the screen. The phone number is her cell phone number, and the address is where he is standing now, without any gains.

This method didn't work, so he opened the phone's address book and found the number of Zeng Li's supervisor, Director Li. After the last dinner, Director Li called him again after May Day. He wrote it down in the phone book at that time, but he didn't expect to use it at this time.

"Professor Ai, hello!" Director Li's call was connected immediately.

For the first time, Ai Jing Chu felt that he didn't know how to speak to the phone. He remembered what he had said to Zeng Li before, "Say it when you want to say it, and don't say it when you don't want to say it." In this case, I really can't say too absolutely.

"Is the child's wound okay?" Ai Jing Chu had no choice but to choose this topic.

"Okay, okay, okay." Director Li was flattered, "Thank you for your concern, thanks to your good medical skills, I drank with you last time, I'm afraid you didn't enjoy yourself, we were quite embarrassed. I brought some special products from my hometown a few days ago..."

Seeing that Director Li was going to talk endlessly again, he wanted to ask about Zeng Li but didn't know how to ask, so he interrupted and said, "Director Li."

"You say."

"Zeng Li was in a car accident yesterday and had a few stitches on her face." He tentatively said.

"Ah, is it serious? Which hospital is she in?" Director Li asked with concern.

Ai Jing Chu rubbed his forehead, it seemed that it was useless to ask him, so he said: "It's okay, she just needs to rest, may I ask you for a few days off to rest at home?"

"No problem, absolutely no problem! Let her rest assured about work matters, and she can rest at home to recover from her injuries. I will report to the unit and organize comrades to visit her later." Director Li assured her with a pat on his chest.

The phone was picked up and there was no news.

While standing at the stairs lighting a cigarette, he dialed Zeng Li's phone again, but this time it was turned off, and he didn't know if the phone turned off automatically when he ran out of battery, or for some other reason.

Ai Jing Chu knocked on the cold iron anti-theft door again, a little annoyed and annoyed, annoyed that he was so anxious, and afraid that something might happen to her.

Finally, he thought of the cafe.

When Ai Jing Chu arrived at the coffee shop, Dou Dou was so busy that his seven orifices were smoking.

As soon as Dou Dou looked up, she saw the male god with the crew cut pushing the door in. He looked around quietly at first, and after making sure that she was the only waiter at the front desk, he walked towards her.

As he got closer and closer, Dou Dou's heart beat faster and faster.

He walked up to her and stood still.

Dou Dou didn't return to her soul for a long time.

"Has Zeng Li been here?"

"No." Dou Dou shook his head like a rattle.

"Never come?" he asked.

"I came yesterday and left at noon. In the afternoon, she said that she didn't come because she had something to do. She didn't come today. Sister Yi Yi went to her place, saying that she was injured."

Ai Jing Chu caught the point, "Yi Yi?"

"Yeah." Dou Dou nodded, trying his best to know everything about the school grass teacher, talking endlessly. Although she didn't know why the male god came suddenly, she wanted to find Zeng Li as soon as she came, "Sister Yi Yi is also the boss here."

Dou Dou saw Ai Jing Chu's anxiety, "If you want to find Miss Xiaoyu, call her."

"Can't get through," he said.

"Let me call Sister Yi Yi for you, they must be together." After speaking, he took out his cell phone and called Ma Yi Yi.

Ma Yi Yi's cell phone was tucked into her jeans, and she would have noticed the incoming call as soon as it vibrated. It's just that the three of them were karaoke in the private room, and they were arguing to death. She took out her mobile phone and saw that it was Dou Dou calling. She was afraid that something was wrong with the cafe, so she didn't dare to be careless, and went directly to a quiet place in the corridor to answer the phone.

After a while, Zeng Li saw Ma Yi Yi going and returning with the phone, with a strange and unpredictable expression.

Wu Ying was singing, and the voice and accompaniment were so loud that Zeng Li had no choice but to raise her voice and ask Ma Yi Yi loudly: "What's wrong?"

"Your phone!" Ma Yiyi handed her the phone and turned off the music.

Wu Ying was singing happily, and when the accompaniment disappeared, only her dry voice in the microphone remained.

"Hello?" Zeng Li pointed his ear to the receiver in wonder.

"Where's your phone?"

Hearing Ai Jing Chu's voice, she couldn't help but think of the deceptive words last night, and her face immediately blushed.

"Where's your phone?" he repeated.

"It's in my bag." As she answered, she went to get the mobile phone in the bag, opened it, and said, "Oh, it's out of battery."

Ai Jing Chu asked angrily, "Where have you been?"

"Come to sing with them." Suddenly she found himself disfigured and in a bad mood, so Zeng Li called Ma Yi Yi and Wu Ying for comfort. But what good idea could they have? After eating, I put a mask on Zeng Li's face and came to karaoke.

"They?"

"You don't know them, two good friends of mine." Zeng Li said.

Wu Ying next to him didn't know the situation, and asked, "Who is it? It's like checking your household registration."

Ma Yi Yi mouthed three words silently to Wu Ying: "Ai Jing Chu."

"Why do you have Yi Yi's phone number?" Isn't it too magical? Zeng Li wondered.

"I went to your cafe, and I called from that little girl's mobile phone." He replied.

"You looking for me?" Zeng Li asked.

The simple, three-word question stumped the omnipotent Ai Jing Chu. He was looking for her, of course he was, but why did he look for her? At first he just wanted to make a phone call, but when the phone didn't work, he went to the door, but there was no one knocking on the door, so he looked for her all over the world as if he had taken the wrong medicine. However, after asking so many people, mobilising the crowd, and finding her after twists and turns, what do you say? Ask her if she wants to eat pomegranate?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smiled wryly at the phone.

Since when did Zeng Li control his emotions?

It's not fair.

"Hello." She didn't hear a reply for a long time, thinking that the signal was not good, she stood up and moved her feet.

"I'm here," he said.

"Is there something urgent?" she asked again.

"It's nothing, I just passed by your coffee shop, so I came in to ask." After speaking, he simply said goodbye, and then hung up.

"Hey—" she stopped him.

"What?" he asked.

"Do you want to come and sing?" Zeng Li asked.

"No, I won't."

At the end, he urged: "Go back and rest early."

When Zeng Li came home, he saw a bag of pomegranates hanging on the handle of the door as soon as she went upstairs. She looked around suspiciously, not knowing who left it here, and she didn't dare to take it, so she opened the door carefully, closed the door again, and let the bag of pomegranates hang on.

She took off her mask, changed her clothes and shoes, and then charged her phone.

After the phone was turned on again, Zeng Li saw the dozen or so missed calls from Ai Jing Chu.

She was startled a little.

For dinner, Aunt Li specially made a new dish with tofu. This time Ai Jing Chu didn't pay attention, he neither ate more nor thought about how to cook, just buried his head, and went to the study to read after eating.

When turning the pages of the book, Ai Jing Chu glanced at the washed pomegranates on the table, but refused to eat them.

Aunt Li saw it, and said to her husband, "What's wrong with this child?"

"What's wrong?" Uncle Liu asked back.

"Who are you arguing with?"

"I look good." Uncle Liu said the same thing.

"I was very happy to see him all day, but when I came back at night, I was sulking with myself alone."

"You thought he was a child?"

"He's just a child." Aunt Li retorted.

"Don't fall in love, young man?" Uncle Liu said casually, and Aunt Li was really interested. Looking at Ai Jing Chu's profile, it seemed that it was really the case.

"It's long overdue." It's already thirty, the emperor is not in a hurry for the eunuch. If it weren't for his aunt, that is, Ai Jing Chu's grandma, who gave him a lot of advice before she died, the whole family would have introduced him to a strengthened platoon.

Grandma Ai's original words at the time were: "I have stumbled on his father. I haven't taken regret medicine for decades. After I die, you don't care about Xiaochu's affairs. He likes girls from other families. It doesn't matter whether he is high or low. Even if he doesn't get married, don't worry about it. Don't worry about his grandpa. Let him go, as long as he is happy."

No, even at his current age, if it were in their hometown, the children would be able to go to elementary school.

Aunt Li said to her husband: "Old Liu, go out the back door and buy something for me, go and come back quickly."

Old Liu Wei's wife followed the lead immediately, obeyed as soon as she received the order, and came back after a while.

Aunt Li held the two movie tickets she just got, and walked towards Ai Jingchu, "Xiao Chu, Second Aunt's eyes are not good, please take a look for Second Aunt, when is this movie?"

Ai Jing Chu put down the book and took it, "Isn't it tonight at eight o'clock."

"Oh, I went to the mall to buy something today, and the mall gave it away in a lottery. I still have a lot of things to do here, what should I do?" Aunt Li patted her thigh, "Why don't you take it and have a look."

"This movie theatre is not far away. I'll take you there. If you have anything else to tell me, I'll clean it up." Ai Jing Chu declined.

"We are quite old, and our ears hurt when we go to the cinema. You young people should go and ask a friend to go with you." It is best to be a woman, a female nurse, a female doctor, a female patient, or a female student.

Now Ai Jing Chu understood that the second aunt must have noticed something because he hadn't spoken all night, and deliberately made him happy. Poor parents all over the world, although he has no father or mother since he was a child, the love he has received is no worse than others.

He nodded.

Seeing this, Aunt Li was full of joy.

After coming out of the house, he planned to take a stroll around, and then go back when the time came, but he was afraid that they would suspect him, so he drove to the street.

He has never chased girls, and he doesn't have a sweet mouth, and he is not very good at coaxing people. He doesn't know what they like and don't like. But since yesterday, after he recognized this matter, he wanted to get close to her, look at her face, listen to her voice, immerse herself in her breath, and wish to send all the good things in this world to her eyes.

Unexpectedly, a ball of strength hit the cotton.

Zeng Li wore a mask to cover half of her face the next day and went to the library on time.

As soon as Director Li saw her at the elevator door, he said, "Didn't I tell Professor Ai that you were allowed to take leave? I was just about to organize a few colleagues to visit you at night."

"Ask for leave?"

"Professor Ai called me yesterday and told me that you were in a car accident and asked me to grant you a few days off, don't you know?" Director Li said with deep meaning on his face.

Zeng Li was choked and didn't know what was going on.

"Go back and rest well, don't worry about work, I've already asked Xiao Wu to help you."

Then Zeng Li was sent out of the elevator by Director Li like a Bodhisattva.

She sat on the chair at the entrance of the library and called Ai Jing Chu. Probably he was busy, the bell rang once and was cut off. She is not a model worker, and she does not ask for sick leave because she feels that she is a light-hearted person, and the injury looks fierce, but it is only a superficial injury, so it is not easy to say this. Now that the leaders are so generous, she has no embarrassment, so she put away the phone and went home by car.

On the subway, the morning rush hour is still going on, crowded with people. Standing in the crowd, she was not short, and she was wearing a light blue disposable medical mask, which was very conspicuous. But at this height, when a man next to him stretched out his hand to pull the ring on the cart, he was squeezed, and his elbow just hit Zeng Li's face.

The man hastily apologized.

Even if Zeng Li was so painful that tears were about to come out, he could only say "it's okay".

At this time, Ai Jing Chu's call came back.

"I was in class just now," he said.

"I just asked about the leave, and Director Li said that you asked for leave for me."

Hearing Zeng Li mention this, Ai Jing Chu remembered, "Yes, I forgot to remind you, have you gone to work?"

"Well, Director Li asked me to go home again."

The man next to him was still apologizing: "I'm sorry, girl, I really didn't mean it."

Ai Jing Chu heard the side voice, frowned and asked what's wrong.

"There were too many people in the subway, and it made people knock."

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, how can it be so delicate."

"You have a good rest these few days, don't run around, I'll see you after I get off work." He said softly.

Hearing his words, her heart almost missed half a beat.

When Zeng Li came home, she found that the bag of pomegranates was still hanging there. She thought that someone had misplaced it, but now it seems that it is not. She weighed it and took the things home.

In the afternoon, Wu Wan Xia really led a group of people to Zeng Li's house to offer condolences.

"Director Li asked me to bring you the condolence money from the trade union. He said that young people talk a lot with each other, but everyone feels restrained when he comes, so we won't mix with us." Wu Wan Xia brought the words of the leader to him.

In addition to Wu Wan Xia, ​​there were also a few colleagues who usually get close to each other, and everyone pooled their money to buy a lot of fruits and nutritional products. A group of people piled up in Zeng Li's small home, and suddenly felt very lively. Some people asked Zeng Li how she fell and how he went to the hospital, and some people asked if it hurt and how the doctor sewed it up.

Zeng Li was not very able to cope with this situation, so xhe took off the gauze for everyone to see if she couldn't explain clearly.

"How did you sew it? Shouldn't you use that kind of beauty thread? Don't you need to remove that kind?"

"The doctor said they are all the same, as long as the thread is thin and the stitches are careful, the effect will be the same as that of beauty thread." Zeng Li replied.

"Will it leave scars? Why don't you go to the cosmetic dermatology department?" Colleague A asked.

"Maxillofacial doctors are the same, right? They are also professional surgeons." Colleague B replied.

Zeng Li went to the kitchen to boil water and make tea for everyone.

At this time, someone rang the doorbell, and Zeng Li had both hands empty, "Help me open the door."

"Who did you leave behind, and you're here now?" Wu Wan Xia stood up while talking, opened the door and saw a tall and handsome guy standing at the door carrying something.

Wu Wan Xia felt familiar at the first glance, but it was only after the second that she remembered that this is the famous doctor with a bad temper——Ai Jing Chu?

"Ai... Ai..." Wu Wan Xia stammered for a long while without saying anything.

Ai Jing Chu didn't wait for Wu Wan Xia to stumble out his name, and went in directly, with some ingredients in one hand and a bag of fruit in the other.

Zeng Li came out of the kitchen with tea, saw Ai Jing Chu, and then looked at the colleagues piled up in the room, feeling embarrassed immediately.

Wu Wan Xia stood up and introduced herself, "We are colleagues of Zeng Li."

Ai Jing Chu nodded in greeting.

Wu Wan Xia doggedly added: "I saw you last time."

Ai Jing Chu nodded more cooperatively, but Zeng Li guessed that he didn't remember the family's face at all.

Afterwards, Ai Jing Chu put the ingredients into the kitchen, and at the same time did not forget to say: "I bought some vegetables, let's see what to eat at night."

Therefore, all the colleagues present, even those who had never heard of Zeng Li's previous scandal, understood that this is the return of the male master, and he is still a 24-year-old filial piety who can buy vegetables and cook. Among the colleagues here, the single men sighed quietly, while the single women looked at them secretly.

Ai Jing Chu thought of something, turned around and added: "Everyone stay for dinner." It's a pity that after he put away his things and washed his hands, when he came out, he found that everyone had left. Ai Jing Chu couldn't help wondering, he felt that he was quite enthusiastic just now, and he was not so enthusiastic about his school colleagues.

"What did I say wrong?" he asked.

"No..." Zeng Li was speechless.

"I didn't expect there to be so many people."

"They heard that I was injured, so they made an appointment to take a look after get off work." Zeng Li explained.

"When you get well some other day, invite them to eat outside and return a gift."

She doesn't know much about the world, and after he reminded her, she remembered that she should have this kind of etiquette.

Ai Jing Chu went to the sink to wash the lettuce leaves, and Zeng Li ran to help.

"Don't touch the water," he said, "Be careful with the wound on the back of your hand, or you will easily leave scars."

That's why he came to cook for her, right? Zeng Li suddenly felt warm in his heart.

"I have gloves, it's fine if I wear them." She showed him her hands.

He washed things very carefully. The lettuce leaves were washed over and over leaf by leaf, which was much more hygienic than Zeng Li himself.

"Will it be enough to wash it vigorously? How long does it take to wash like this?"

"There are pesticides and bacteria on it," he said.

"Are you a clean freak?"

"A little bit." He confessed honestly.

"Do you usually cook?"

"No."

Zeng Li thinks about it too, only people who don't cook have such leisure time.

He asked casually, "Do you eat cauliflower?"

"Yes." She replied.

"How did you wash it?"

"It's better to cut it into small pieces and rinse it." You can't break the cauliflower and wash it, right?

"Next time you soak in light salt water for a few minutes, you may have new discoveries." He said casually.

"Find what?" she asked curiously.

"I found out that the vegetarian cauliflower you ate before was actually meat."

She imagined that scene, and suddenly felt a little sick.

He still didn't forget to comfort her, "In fact, the protein content is quite high, and the nutrition is good."

Zeng Li has the heart to never eat cauliflower again in this life.

There are three dishes for dinner, white lettuce tips and crab roe tofu, as well as yesterday's chicken soup.

When Zeng Li ate the crab roe tofu for the first time, Ai Jingchu carefully observed her expression. She took a spoonful with a spoon, ate it into her mouth, turned her head, and took another spoonful. After a while, she murmured to herself, "This tofu is very tender."

He didn't speak, just pretended not to hear, but his thin lips were raised at an angle, and there was a smile in his eyes.

After washing the dishes, Ai Jing Chu glanced at the red pomegranate on the shoe cabinet, "Why didn't you eat it?"

"Is this what you gave?"

"Then who do you think it is?" he asked back.

"Did you come here during the day yesterday?"

"En."

"Knocked on the door and I wasn't there?"

"Yeah." He replied lightly again, his eyes lowered uncomfortably, not as cunning as when he was teasing her just now.

After more than a dozen phone calls, he couldn't find anyone, so he went to the cafe again and lied to her that he was just passing by? Thinking of this, Zeng Li suddenly felt that his heart was being squeezed tightly, and she felt an indescribable feeling.

So, he really likes her?

Not sympathy, not a whim, not a lonely pastime, nor deliberately teasing her.

He likes her? These are the four words that have been floating in Zeng Li's mind for the past seventy-two hours since the kiss the night before yesterday. She never could believe that he would really like her.

Zeng Li moved a small stool and sat in front of the tea table. She put a small plate that usually holds fruit peels and melon seed shells on the table, picked up a pomegranate, sliced ​​it open with a knife, and put one of the grains between her teeth. When she bit her teeth lightly, the juice flowed into her mouth. It was much sweeter and juicier than the pomegranate she bought in the supermarket, and her lips and tongue were full of that sweet aroma. For some reason, her tears started to fall like beans falling down.

Zeng Li turned his back to him, so that Ai Jing Chu didn't notice that she was crying at first.

She spit the seeds into the small plate, opened her mouth and took another big bite, swallowing her own tears.

He suddenly sensed that something was wrong with her.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

She didn't speak, just shed tears and chewed pomegranate seeds.

"It was fine just now, why did you cry?" Seeing her tears, he frowned, walked over and pulled her up from the low stool, made her stand up straight, then took two pieces of paper from the tissue box next to her, and wiped off the wetness on her face.

"Tears in the wound can become inflamed," he said.

"Pomegranates don't taste good at all." She whispered.

"Throw it away if it doesn't taste good."

"It's a pity to throw them away, I want to eat them up." She had something in her mouth, her voice was vague.

"If you eat too much, you will have a stomachache."

"Aren't you a doctor? Don't you know how to cure?" She spat out the seeds and asked angrily.

Ai Jing Chu didn't continue talking to her this time, Zeng Li at this moment was completely different from her usual cautious, as if she had a stubborn temper. After staring at her for a moment, the corners of his lips curled up.

She is acting like a baby.

Coming to this conclusion, his smile rippled around his mouth, and then he held her in his arms, and then gently, avoiding her chin, let her face rest on his chest.

She held the remaining half of a pomegranate in her hand, and she didn't know how to place her hands for a while, and the juice left in her mouth was all stained on his gray shirt.

"Stained your clothes." Didn't he say he has a cleanliness? This thing is very difficult to wash.

He didn't move.

"Hey—" she reminded him.

"Zeng Li." He called her.

"What?" She struggled for a while to no avail, so she wiped the remaining juice on his shirt on his shirt.

"Can you stop calling me 'hey' or 'hello' every time?" He was a little dissatisfied.

"What's should I call you?" She deliberately asked, "Professor Ai?"

"How did your mother call your father before?"

"Even the first name and the last name." The whole family is like this, no one has a nickname, and she doesn't have a nickname. She used to go to a classmate's house and see other people's mothers and fathers calling them nicknames, she would always be envious.

"Nothing else?"

Zeng Li thought for a while, "Yes."

"What?"

"Dead ghost." Mom would call Dad that when she was angry or happy.

Hearing these two words, Ai Jing Chu smiled deeply.

Zeng Li quietly put her ear against him, he was half a head taller than her, her ear was just below his collarbone, higher than the heart, could not touch his heartbeat, but could hear his voice clearly. He certainly doesn't know how much she likes to listen to him, but he always doesn't like to speak.