Unexpectedly, Zhou Shengchen suddenly turned a page of the book in her hand with his fingers. She only discovered that although Zhou Shengchen was playing cards with them, her eyes fell on the magazine.
After reading the last few lines, he retracted his gaze to look at the cards in his hand, drew out two, and threw them lightly on the table.
Hong Xiaoyu was still excitedly saying "the defector", glanced at the cards he threw, and immediately wailed: "It's over, I completely lost."
It took the whole afternoon like this, and when a few people walked out of the teahouse, it was already dark. The cameraman greeted enthusiastically, and wanted to invite everyone to dinner. Unexpectedly, Zhou Shengchen raised his wrist like this and glanced at his watch: "There will be a meeting in the evening." He Shan is his assistant in Xi'an in the past few months, even if he is interested. Eat, but can only go back to the research institute with him.
The two groups separated, and Zhou Shengchen took He Shan to take the bus.
At the time, they were waiting for rent on the other side, and they could see each other from a distance across the road.
Zhou Shengchen stood behind a large crowd of people and waited for the 400 road to return to the institute. This time was the peak time. Three or four cars drove in succession, but they were all overcrowded.
And because they were more than ten meters apart, they couldn't get a taxi because of the large number of people.
Shiyi didn't have the impatience to wait for the bus at all.
She thinks this is very good. Not far away is Zhou Shengchen. He Shan is complaining to him. The smile on his face quickly rises, and he said two words, the same is not rushed or impatient.
Shi Yi looked at him, guessing what he would say to comfort the young graduate students around him.
"You haven't taken the 400th bus, you definitely don't know what a crowded bus is," the cameraman Xiaoshuai looked at Zhou Shengchen and sighed with a smile, "but we are the same. I don't know who can go back first."
"Should we get a taxi and take them for a ride?" Shi Yi immediately suggested.
"We are still standing in the crowd, and the future is slim," Xiao Yu was completely amused by her, and leaned on her shoulders and whispered, "Shi Yimei, starting from kindergarten, no matter who plays the role of a prince and princess, you are all That princess. So it's better to be a princess with peace of mind. This person seems to really mean nothing to you. How do you say that? You are not his cup of tea."
Within a few words of Xiao Yu, another bus came into the station.
Zhou Shengchen and He Shan finally squeezed into the car and disappeared from Shi Yi's sight. From beginning to end, Zhou Shengchen didn't look at this place again.
The next day, the cameraman took them to visit some famous places in Xi'an. It is always a good idea to see these places of interest among the crowds of tourists. There is always a sense of familiarity, but they no longer remember them clearly.
In her impression, the memories of those past lives when she was a child were still very precious.
But slowly with the passage of time from kindergarten, elementary school, to middle and high school, all related memories gradually faded, and when I think about it, it is more like a bizarre dream. If it hadn't been for so many years, she had repeatedly told herself "I want to see him", and those memories of Zhou Shengchen would also be destined to disappear without a trace.
On the last day, the two of them were even more tired than going to work. On the last day, taking advantage of the opportunity of the cameraman to go home to see their parents, they lay in the hotel, resting and sorting out the work materials they returned.
She took the information sent by the agent to the front desk of the hotel to print.
The little girl at the front desk was very polite when she heard her request, and took the USB: "Which room do you belong to? After printing, I will send it to the staff on the floor."
"Thank you, Room 1212," she finished speaking, and felt wrong again, "Forget it, I'll just wait here, don't copy it out, just print it out."
"1212?" The little girl quickly asked after hearing the room number, "Miss Shi?"
"Yes."
"Here is a book of yours. It was brought by a gentleman just now. It hasn't had time to send it." The little girl picked up a large brown paper envelope from the side and put it on the counter. "That gentleman's surname is Zhou Sheng," said After that, he mumbled cutely, "This surname is really strange."
Shi Yi looked down at the envelope, there was no writing: "He just left?"
Tried the weight and feel, it should be a book. City notes
"Almost ten minutes," the little girl took the U disk and motioned to the people around her to take care of her. She walked out of the counter. "If the documents are important, the guests can print them by themselves. Miss Shi will go here."
She was already a little restless when she heard Zhou Shengchen's name.
The little girl opened the document and saw that it was a long line from a movie and TV series. She couldn't help but glanced at her again, and she secretly sighed that this female guest is so beautiful, she turned out to be an actor, but this face did not have any exposure, it is estimated to be new Jin's
The little girl looked at her face appreciatively and thought, if such a real beauty appeared in the theater, it would be very pleasing to the eye.
Shi Yi didn't pay attention to the little girl's expression, just staring at the envelope in a daze.
When he hurriedly printed out the information he wanted, he opened the envelope as soon as he walked into the elevator. It was really the book he had said in Qinglong Temple. The pages of the book are not very new, and the corners of the book show signs of wear and tear. It looks like someone else gave him to read. A piece of blue sticky paper is stuck on the cover of the book:
This book was given by a colleague from the Institute. If you like it, you don’t have to return it.
Zhou Shengchen.
The handwriting is beautiful, but it is different from the memory.
She returned to the room, still looking at the sticky note, and couldn't help sending him an email, asking him if there was a phone in the lab, which was convenient and inconvenient to call.
After the email was sent, she opened the book and found that some pages had been pasted with white note paper. Simply mark that there is a different point of view from the introduction in the book. Perhaps people with a scientific background will be very real. If it is a tourist attraction, it also marked whether it is free, the ticket price and the opening time. If it is a small restaurant, there must be special dishes that you think are delicious.
Shiyi knew that this must have been written by him a long time ago, not for himself.
But looking at the "exclusive notes" pasted on the city notes, he still couldn't help thinking that he didn't take away these notes, at least for his own convenience.
She glanced at the mailbox, and Zhou Shengchen's mail had been received.
There are no extra words, just a string of numbers. Shi Yi picked up the phone, entered the number, coughed twice, made his voice sound in the best state, and finally dialed his phone.
"Got the book?"
This is the first sentence of Zhou Shengchen.
"I got it, thank you." She just wanted to call Zhou Shengchen, but she was really connected, but she didn't know what to say.
"This book is okay. It's not like ordinary travel notes for publishing money. It's a lot of flashy personal lyric." Fortunately, he didn't stand up and explained it to her naturally. "It's not like many city introductions. Most of the pages are soft ads."
She hummed, "Okay, I must take it seriously."
After all, this is the first phone conversation between the two people since they met.
From how crowded the 400 bus was the day before yesterday, the two people talked about yesterday’s one-day city tour. In the end, Zhou Shengchen put forward the end: "I seem to be about to start working."
"I've always been curious about what the institute is like," she said cheeky, "is it convenient to show me?"