The appearance of Cheng Wenkang, the elementary school boy "confession", broke up the charming atmosphere in the room, although this charming atmosphere only appeared on Sheng Heng's side.
After re-tying the untied belt, Sheng Heng walked to the door and opened it. In addition to seeing the fat boy running away not far away, he also saw the takeaway hanging on the doorknob.
Sheng Heng brought in the takeaway and handed it to Yan Hao: "Eat."
Yan Hao took the lunch box, and his stomach, which was not very hungry, suddenly became active under the lure of the aroma of the food. Grumbling, it rang for a while.
Yan Hao blushed, clutching his stomach in embarrassment.
"I'm so hungry, I don't know how to eat." Sheng Heng knocked on the head of the elementary school boy with some doting.
"I'll eat it now." Yan Hao put the takeaway on the table used for drawing drawings on weekdays, carefully moved the drawings away, and then sat down to eat.
Cheng Wenkang bought a lot of food, including three dishes, one soup and two servings of rice. This was a prudent choice he made after fully considering that his boss might have another meal for love.
Yan Hao was so hungry that he picked up the lunch box and took a bite. After eating, he remembered Sheng Heng, and raised his head and asked him, "Do you want to eat together, senior?
" Not hungry at this time. But... Sheng Heng's eyes fell on the rice grains at the corner of Yan Hao's mouth, which was accidentally touched by Yan Hao lowering his head to pick up the rice just now. There was only one grain, as white as jade, sticking to the corner of his mouth crystal clear.
Unable to restrain himself, Sheng Heng walked over, bent down, stretched out his hand, and picked off the grain of white rice stuck to the corner of Yan Hao's mouth. Yan Hao was obviously stunned for a moment, staring wide-eyed, not understanding what the senior was doing just now. It was also at this time that Sheng Heng suddenly realized what he had just done. He already had ghosts in his heart, no matter how thick-skinned he was at this moment, he felt a little uncomfortable.
"You, there are grains of rice in the corner of your mouth." Yan Hao straightened up and said with some embarrassment.
"Ah, did my food stick to my face?" Yan Hao blushed in embarrassment, only thinking that he was such an adult, it was too embarrassing for him to be able to eat on his face. He hurriedly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and touched his face.
"No more, just this one." The embarrassing atmosphere was disturbed like this, and it disappeared. Sheng Heng was relieved but also a little regretful. In fact, although it was embarrassing just now, it would be good if the elementary school boy could realize something.
Yan Hao smiled shyly, then took out another pair of chopsticks and handed them to Sheng Heng: "Let's eat together, senior." "
No, I've already eaten at noon." Sheng Heng shook his head and said, "You can eat at ease. Hit him again."
Sheng Heng walked back to the place where he was standing just now, glanced at Yan Hao, and saw that he was eating with his head down, so he quickly took off his pants and began to practice fighting skills.
Fifteen minutes later, another martial arts exercise ended. This set of fighting skills was learned by Sheng Heng from his father and brother. It is a kind of military boxing. It is very practical and it takes a lot of energy to practice. After rehearsing twice in a row, Sheng Heng was sweating all over, but his body felt hearty.
He grabbed a towel and wiped his sweat before putting on his pants. Sheng Heng was going to look for Yan Hao at the place where he ate just now, but when he looked up, he found that Yan Hao was squatting next to the robot.
This guy, he didn't have a good meal, so he kept staring at himself and punching.
"How about it? Is the data usable? Do I need to rehearse it?" Sheng Heng walked over and squatted beside Yan Hao.
"It works, the data collected this time is much more accurate than before." Yan Hao nodded.
"As long as it works." Sheng Heng smiled, and was about to go back and put on his coat when he saw Yan Hao staring straight at him.
"What's the matter, is there any problem?" Sheng Heng asked.
"Senior, do you have a date?" It was obviously a question, but Yan Hao's tone was very firm.
Sheng Heng was taken aback, where did this rumor come from?
"How did you hear, the senior is still single." Sheng Heng asked half to clarify, half to inquire.
"No, that's my guess." After finishing speaking, Yan Hao didn't worry about the problem any more, and turned his head to continue studying the data. With a few taps on the keyboard, the data on the virtual screen quickly scroll up.
Guess? What gave you this wrong guess.
"Why do you think I have a partner?" Sheng Heng felt that he had to figure out this matter. He was ignorant and didn't know much about it when he was in elementary school. If he still felt that he had a partner, how could he pursue it.
"I'll just... guess casually." Yan Hao.
"Primary school brother, you are not someone who can make random guesses. Tell me, what is the reason why you have such a misunderstanding about me?" Sheng Heng said seductively.
"Because I smelled the smell of mating animals on you." Saying the word mating, Yan Hao glanced at Sheng Heng with some embarrassment.
"..." Sheng Heng.
The topic started, and the rest is easy to talk about. Yan Hao explained the reason clearly: "This smell is actually the smell of a relatively high concentration of ambition hormones mixed with sweat. When I was learning medicine, I did a According to the investigation of time, this smell is generally produced during the mating process of animals. Of course, a certain degree of exercise can also stimulate the secretion of male hormones, but 80% of them are animals that have had mating behavior. Because there have been mating Animals who experience this experience, their bodies will have an illusion during the movement, thinking that they are mating, and thus secrete the same pheromone. The same is true for humans. I smelled a strong male hormone on you just now, so That's why I think so."
"..." It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on someone's head, and the water was still dirty.
"I didn't!" Sheng Heng's face turned blue and green, but he still defended himself.
"Well, I know, the senior is single." Yan Hao nodded.
"Not that."
Yan Hao was taken aback, why did the senior look a little angry, did he blame himself for guessing wildly in a state of sloppiness?
"I mean..." I didn't just have a date, I didn't even have that.
But Sheng Heng opened his mouth several times, but he didn't have the nerve to say it, so he could only repeat it fiercely, "I just didn't." "I...I got it, I'm sorry.
" Yan Hao didn't know what he said Something was wrong, but Sheng Heng was upset, so he subconsciously apologized.
With his apology, the annoyance and embarrassment on Sheng Heng's face turned into discouragement. From Yan Hao's expression, Sheng Heng knew that Yan Hao didn't care about his answer to this matter, that is to say, he didn't care whether he had a partner, whether he was single, or whether he had a past. An unprecedented sense of frustration swept over Sheng Heng.
Can I really enlighten him?
"You didn't do anything wrong, so you don't need to apologize." Meeting Yan Hao's cautious gaze, Sheng Heng softened his heart, "I will continue to work hard." Whoever made himself fall in love with
such a person can only take his time.
"Work hard for what?" Yan Hao asked subconsciously.
Try to make you like me.
"Try to make yourself more likable." Sheng Heng put it another way.
"Senior is already very attractive." Yan Hao said.
"Do you think I'm attractive?" Sheng Heng looked at Yan Hao, who was feeling a little bit frustrated just now, but he got better.
"Yeah."
"Then do you like me?"
"Yes." Yan Hao replied like it almost without hesitation. Sheng Heng was the first friend he met after his rebirth. The person on the road is the first person who trusts him unconditionally and is willing to let him repair the mecha. He is the person who introduces business to himself when he is short of money. Just thinking about it casually, Yan Hao found that Sheng Heng seemed to have helped him a lot in just a few months, "Senior, I like you."
"Pounding!"
Sheng Heng felt as if his heart was about to explode. An unprecedented joy dispelled the previous discouragement and cheered him up again.
"I remember what you said." Sheng Heng said the seven words very seriously.
"En." Yan Hao nodded heavily, as if he was afraid that Sheng Heng would not believe him, and repeated, "No matter what others think, anyway, I think the senior is very good, and I will always like the senior." Yan
Hao He never thought that Sheng Heng would be so unconfident. He always thought that he was the only one who was disliked. Because of the experience in his previous life, he can best understand this feeling of not being liked. No matter how strong this person is, it doesn't matter how he behaves. In his heart, there is no one who does not want to be liked. That's why he had to tell Sheng Heng loudly, clearly, and repeatedly that he liked him.
So seniors, don't feel inferior, don't be sad, and don't doubt yourself, there are people who like you.
Primary school brother, you are "confessing" to me, right? (He Shao: "You stink and shameless.")
"Okay, get on with your work. I'll bring you food tonight." Sheng Heng smiled and rubbed Yan Hao's head, even though he didn't like the sentence just now The meaning of expectation, but he is still very happy.
"No need, there was a lot of the meal just now, I didn't finish it, I can have another meal in the evening." Yan Hao said.
"Then I'll remind you to eat, so that
your alarm clock won't go off." Yan Hao lowered his head in embarrassment when he thought of the lie he had just told.
Sheng Heng smiled and stood up. After getting dressed, he helped Yan Hao organize the leftovers from the meal and put them in the freezer before leaving the laboratory.
dormitory.
Cheng Wenkang was lying on the bed watching an interstellar program, and when he saw Sheng Heng coming in, his first reaction was: Oh shit, isn't it, it's over in such a short time?
Then I thought about it again, and felt that it was wrong. With the boss's physique, it wouldn't end in such a short time. Could it be that I interrupted the good thing?
Aware of this possibility, Cheng Wenkang immediately explained with a strong desire to survive: "Boss, I really can't blame me for what happened just now. You asked me to help you buy food for what you said. You knew that I wanted something. The food was delivered, but the door was not locked. It's really... at most I'm only half responsible."
"Shut up!" Sheng Heng angrily threw a book over, "We were collecting data just now." "
What data , what data?" Cheng Wenkang pointed.
"Do you want to die?" Sheng Heng threw another book over.
Cheng Wenkang avoided it with a grin: "Let me just say, the elementary school boys don't look enlightened, you can't develop so fast."
Sheng Heng ignored Cheng Wenkang, dug out a bag of herbs from the cabinet, took Basin, pour hot water, and soak your hands in it after the effect of the medicine is released. His fingers are a little tired from the final exam these days, and tomorrow he will use the mecha to practice fighting skills, so he needs to recover in advance.
"Boss, are your fingers hurting again?" Cheng Wenkang asked.
"No, it's just a little sore." Sheng Heng shook his head.
"Last semester's final exam was over. If I remember correctly, your finger should be swollen. This time it's just a little sore and swollen, all thanks to the herb bag from the junior student." Cheng Wenkang said.
"En." Sheng Heng felt the power of the medicine coming from his fingertips, and it was warm and hot, just like Yan Hao's touch when he was massaging him.
"I heard from the students in the class that their hand speed has improved to a certain extent. This time, in the final exam, everyone did well in the practical test." Cheng Wenkang said with a good feeling about himself, "I think I They are all able to get A."
"With the help of the potion, everyone's hand injuries have been relieved to a great extent." Sheng Heng said, "Uncle Yue said that if you can soak in the potion every three days, as long as it is not an accidental injury , if you operate the mecha normally, it can even keep the soldiers' fingers in the best condition."
"But Brother Yan's hand is still injured?" Cheng Wenkang said that Brother Yan was Sheng Heng's eldest brother, Sheng Yan. Shengyan Dashengheng is eight years old and is an eighth-level mecha master in the Federation. Mecha fighters who are above the seventh level in the Federation will have a special pharmacist to help maintain their fingers.
"Brother, it's an old injury from before. Even if there is medicine to relieve it now, it can't be cured, just like... my hand." After speaking, Sheng Heng's tone became low.
"Brother Heng... Now that medicine is so advanced, maybe we will have a better chance when we go back this time." Cheng Wenkang said cautiously.
"Yeah." Sheng Heng smiled, and didn't want to continue this topic, "I won't accompany you to eat dinner, you can eat it by yourself." "Why?" "I made an appointment
with
the elementary school boy."
"Say it in advance, don't think about me for dinner Buy it for you." Cheng Wenkang yelled loudly, and tacitly agreed with Sheng Heng not to mention the hand injury.
The author has something to say: After a long time.
Sheng Heng: You were the one who confessed to me first.
Yan Hao: Yes, it's me.
He Shao: You shameless!