Six years later, the tropical sunshine from the border spilled in through the iron windows of the experimental shed, and the air was filled with the smell of plants and earth. As soon as Xu Wanzhou stepped into the scientific research base, he saw Duan Qiuchi squatting next to the reagent table, focusing on processing samples. Her figure is familiar yet unfamiliar, and her cold aura makes it difficult to get close to her at first glance, but there is a familiar rhythm in the details.
Xu Wanzhou pretended to organize the tools, but couldn't help but secretly observe Duan Qiuchi's movements. Duan Qiuchi lowered his head to operate, frowning slightly, and his movements were clean and neat. When he paused occasionally, he seemed to be confirming a certain detail or confirming his own thoughts.
"Does the storage temperature of this sample need to be lowered?" Xu Wanzhou said casually, her voice soft and casual, but with a slight heartbeat. Duan Qiuchi looked up at her, a trace of warmth flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head and continued to operate, his movements steady, as if to hide the throbbing in his heart.
The files on the table were gently blown up by the fan, and they reached out to grab them almost simultaneously. The moment their fingers brushed against each other, Xu Wanzhou's heart tightened, but he quickly arranged the equipment to cover it up. Duan Qiuchi also pretended to focus on the equipment, but glanced at her secretly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then quickly lowered his head.
There were no unnecessary words, no deliberate approach, but every time the eyes met and every unintentional touch, it was like reminding each other that six years had not worn away this subtle heartbeat. The surface is calm, but the heart is trembling slightly, as if being pushed by an undercurrent and shaking gently, but it is carefully hidden.
Concept: Modern Lily