Off-Road

Pei Ayue always smiles gracefully in front of the live broadcast camera, and her voice is as soft as soaked in honey. Even when faced with tricky questions, she can still get around with all her strength, but there is an unmistakable edge hidden in her eyes. After recording the evening broadcast that day, she was walking in the night breeze with the folder in her arms, and saw Chen Wan squatting under the street lamp, holding a pen between his fingertips, and drawing some formulas on his notebook. The hem of his white coat was stained with dust. "Researcher Chen is still working overtime?" She greeted with a smile and a soft tone. He raised his head, his eyes bright behind his lenses: "I just came out of the laboratory and miscalculated a parameter." He handed the notebook to her, "Look, there is an extra minus sign here." Later, there was a science and technology project in Taiwan, and she went to his laboratory to interview him. In front of the camera, he spoke as few words as possible. When faced with the professional questions she asked, he could always explain them to the point. She couldn't unscrew the thermos cup during the break, so he reached out to take it, and his fingertips touched hers. Without stopping, he just handed the unscrewed cup back, but the tips of his ears quietly turned red. She had seen him arguing with his peers at academic meetings, his eyes as sharp as scalpels; she had also seen him looking at the seedlings in the petri dish, his eyes so soft that they could drip water. Just like when she was facing thousands of faces on stage, she would turn around and frown at the manuscript late at night, but he could always bring back a cup of hot cocoa from the lab just as she was rubbing her temples, which was just warm enough to warm her hands. An unexpected situation occurred during the live broadcast, and the guests temporarily stopped. She smiled and smoothed things over, but she clutched the cue card under the table with her fingertips. After the broadcast, the phone vibrated. It was a message from him, with only one line: "The emergency plan just now is more beautiful than the best algorithm I have ever made." She smiled at the screen and returned the raised eyebrow expression. He quickly sent another one: "The fluorescent bacteria grown in the laboratory have bloomed, blue-purple, like the light in your eyes just now." It turns out that she, who is so eloquent in front of the camera, will be thrown out of control by a clumsy metaphor; it turns out that he, who is immersed in data, will secretly remember every calm moment she makes in his heart. One is exquisite and clear under the spotlight, and the other is calm and focused in front of the microscope. They seem to be two parallel lines, but they find the gentlest intersection in each other's sobriety. Intention: love, friendship, family affection