Mo Feng did not leave. She was still standing at the entrance of the corridor of the laboratory. In her hand was the umbrella that Senior Sister Zhou Yunjin had taken before she left. She said
"I know you guys are always informal."
Mo Feng smiled sheepishly, mainly because it was not the first time he had been teased about this kind of thing. After a while, he couldn't even make up his mind to change his ways.
"Yang Si and I will treat you to dinner someday," he said.
Zhou Yunjin said "Okay" and left.
He knew that Zhou Yunjin did all this just to blunt the heavy damage caused to the arrogant and stupid Qing because he stole Yang's limelight in the research institute. But day by day it has become a habit.
He was holding the umbrella in his hand, which was a bit unpleasant. Maybe if he left the umbrella in the security room, he would be able to understand that it was brought by Senior Sister Zhou! However
He failed to put it into action because Yang Si had already leaned half out of the laboratory window and was watching the rain. Mo Feng seemed to hear him say, "It rains every day! Next hammer!" At the same time, Yang Si saw him, and Mo Feng turned his head away in a serious manner, pretending not to see the apologetic smile on his face.
He had a dream last night. He and Yang Si became a couple, and everyone in the institute was very happy. When he was standing in front of the projector for the mid-term presentation, during the question period, a gray-haired old professor suddenly stood up, slammed the table and said, "I'm going to ask you a question! Do you love Yang Si?" In the middle of the night, Mo Feng woke up with gritted teeth.