The feeling of going to work is very good, Tianhe thought to himself, occasionally contacting colleagues, it feels like living in Tong Kai's favorite Balzac's "Human Comedy", and in their eyes, he is also a part of this world. part of comedy. Time passed quickly, and the leaves of the street trees downstairs seemed to turn yellow overnight, and then withered and danced in the wind the next night.
Pro's core module upgrade progress has reached 20%, and the analysis system has gradually been established.
Now the last algorithm is missing. Tianhe has been tortured by the algorithm that exists in imagination for a long time. These algorithms are like suspended in the fog, invisible and intangible. After breaking into that field, they always feel that they are everywhere. Even right next to you.
He took time to participate in several Shanghai Quant social card clubs, and found that everyone was also hungry for it.
"Five guiding formulas?" a Quant said, "As long as there is one, you will be happy, five? Dreaming is faster."
Tianhe: "What about improvement?"
"It's hard." Quants said one after another, "Unless there are big cows who study finance who are willing to help you, these people are either executives or not in China. People with this ability will not come to be consultants."
Tianhe is very helpless, and can only hope that he can find sudden inspiration in the process of upgrading Puluo.
"I suggest you go to Guan Yue," said Pro, "the probability of solving this problem is as high as 90%."
Tian He was really hesitant for a while, he even wrote a letter to Guan Yue, hoping that he could spare some time.
The recipient was Guan Yue, and the content was only one sentence: I want to talk to you.
However, this letter has been stored in the mailbox and has not been sent.
In late November, the foundation of the new system has been built very smoothly, and it has reached an "astonishing" 65%, and it is getting faster and faster. It will be completed before New Year's Day, so there will be no major problems.
Guan Yue didn't pay him a penny, and he didn't deduct money for being late or absent from work. In fact, for Tianhe, working at home was the same as working in a company. Aunt Fang insisted that Tianhe come to work because only In this way, Tianhe will be forced to adjust his schedule, and will not work for seventy-two hours in a row and then sleep for a day and a night.
The legend of the domineering president Wen Tianhe and the twelve platinum bags has become the top 1 hot topic list of Qingsong Capital for nearly two months. Everyone began to hold good expectations, hoping that when Tianhe had the idea of throwing money away, he could call the clerk to the door again for them. After all, many boys also want to buy bags for their girlfriends.
After Tong Kai learned about it, he said: "I know! This kind of behavior is called 'group buying'! Right? Mario, help me collect the money and let me come. Don't bother my relationship consultant anymore!"
The next day, Tong Kai followed suit and asked the clerk to deliver twenty-four platinum bags.
Company-wide:"… … … "
Bao's feast was held during the lunch break on Tuesday. Guan Yue saw this crazy behavior, so another Tuesday came a week later.
Guan Yue asked Hermes to send thirty-six platinum bags.
"Welfare." Guan Yue said loudly.
"Using this kind of non-technical quantity stacking game to compare, are you two sick?" Tianhe saw the bags on the back of the sofa, under the sofa, and a whole row on the carpet, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. It's so vulgar to think.
Recently, Tong Kai was suddenly so busy that he couldn't get away. During the lunch break, Tianhe broke free from a pile of codes, heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Guan Yue who appeared in front of him who didn't know when.
"I didn't bring you food today." Tianhe said, "Tong Kaifei went to India to file an infringement lawsuit, and he won't be here for two days."
Guan Yue often went out at noon recently, and Tianhe couldn't figure out how many lunches he had to ask Aunt Fang to prepare every day. Hearing from colleagues' discussions, Guan Yue seemed to randomly pick time every week to have dinner with his blind date, and some people were still by the river Guan Yue saw them in the high-end restaurant, but only once, and Guan Yue changed places.
"I let him go." Guan Yue glanced at his watch, then at Tianhe.
Tianhe knew what he meant, they had lived together for seven years, this action couldn't be more obvious, Guan Yue wanted to say "it's time to go out". Tianhe got up and followed Guan Yue out.
Pro: "I guess he has something important to ask you."
Tianhe turned his head to look at Guan Yue, and Guan Yue pressed the elevator for him.
"Is the relationship going well?" Tianhe said.
Guan Yue was silent.
Tianhe said: "I heard gossip from my colleagues, you often ask her out for dinner, she is very beautiful."
Guan Yue didn't speak, the two entered the elevator, and the people in the elevator kept silent, scanning them from time to time. After changing the elevator and leaving the building, Guan Yue took Tianhe into another building and went up to the 41st floor. It was a Japanese food restaurant, and the outside was full of people waiting for a seat at noon.
Men Ying led the two of them in, and placed a small pure gold stand in the private room: "Reserve your seat, Qingsong Capital".
Tianhe: "Did you buy the eel rice?"
Guan Yue and Tianhe took off their shoes, Guan Yue took off his suit, took Tianhe's sports coat and hung it up, and the two sat in the private room.
Tianhe always had an ominous premonition until Guan Yue said, "What do you want to talk about?"
Tianhe: "!!!"
Pu Luo: "One night at nine o'clock, you turned off the screen and slept on the table. He saw the letter you didn't send."
Tianhe said: "A letter that has not been sent is like a word that has not been spoken, and it will not take effect."
Guan Yue stared at Tianhe and remained silent for a long time.
Tianhe's self-esteem did not allow him to ask Guan Yue for help, but since he had seen the letter, it was useless to change his words, not to mention that there was only less than a month left before January 1st.
He was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Yes, we are in the same boat now, I really want to ask you for help, technology-related."
The eel rice is served, and Tianhe's one has cheese added.
"Speak." Guan Yue replied coldly.
Guan Yue didn't understand computers and programs, so Tianhe had no choice but to take a tissue, borrow a pen from the waiter, and explain to him the technical difficulties he encountered, while Guan Yue listened silently, his face always grim.
"I don't want to waste your time." Tianhe said, "but the purpose of writing out the process is to explain it to you first..."
Tianhe spread out the paper towels, stroked a few times with a ballpoint pen, and wrote the words even smaller, otherwise these few paper towels would not fit.
At the beginning, Guan Yue also had a headache when he was studying advanced number theory, although Tianhe didn't understand why a PPE master student would be so overwhelmed and went to learn number theory. But the troubles were increasing day by day. When it was time to go to Florence to relax, Tianhe took a few paper napkins on a small round table facing the street in front of a sunny cafe, and used a ballpoint pen to explain patiently to Guan Yue all afternoon. , until the sunset, and successfully helped Guan Yue complete the troubleshooting of this subject.
Tianhe looked down at the tissue, wrote four big sheets, and put them together again, but Guan Yue didn't lower his head, staring at Tianhe's eyebrows.
Tianhe explained the whole system framework, calculation logic, etc. to Guan Yue in the "succinct" way in his concept, while his feet were under the dining table, subconsciously stepping on Guan Yue's instep.
Tianhe is wearing white socks for sportswear today, while Guan Yue is wearing black socks for suits. In the grocery store, Tianhe unconsciously stepped on his insteps just like before, just like in the artificial garden of his London home. , use this familiar intimate way to immerse yourself in the discussion.
Pu Luo: "Pay attention to his eyes, Tianhe."
Tianhe: "?"
Tianhe raised his head with a puzzled expression, Guan Yue immediately pulled his foot back, and replied, "I understand what you mean."
Tianhe: "???"
Guan Yue said: "Give me some time, I still have something to do, let's go first." Then he got up and left.
Tian Monk didn't know what happened, and looked at Guan Yue's back blankly.
"Your coat!" Tianhe shouted, but Guan Yue had already left.
Tianhe said: "Actually, I already have a preliminary idea about the guiding formula. What I want to ask is about some constants and variables. This guy has been really... Pro, what did you want to remind me just now?"
"Well," said Pro, "I thought he might be a little sad, so I remind you to pay attention to his expression."
Tianhe: "He's just busy going on a blind date."
Pu Luo: "He is quite conflicted. He originally thought that you wanted to get back with him. As long as you open your mouth, even if you say that you don't want him to marry, he will turn around without hesitation and run towards..."
Tianhe: "Pro, don't suddenly switch to the romance novel mode. I always feel that if you need to listen to other people's opinions to make up your mind about who to marry and whether to marry, then you should not covet any freedom in this life."
"You're no one else," Prow said. "You're different, you're not like anyone else."
Tianhe said casually: "Is this implying something to me? When I decided to be with him, I never asked anyone's opinion."
Tianhe started eating eel rice and was still thinking about his own problems. In the afternoon, Mario interrupted his programming and said meaningfully: "Boss Guan asked you to go."
In the office, Guan Yue turned on the projector, turned the camera, and projected a PPT on the wall, waiting patiently for Tianhe.
"Wait for me for a while." Tianhe went out to get the computer.
Pro: "He's calmed down now."
"He has been very calm." Tianhe replied casually, "I never expected that he would be patient enough to teach me lessons in the company."
Tianhe went in, pushed the swivel chair to Guan Yue's side, Guan Yue pressed the phone, turned on the Do Not Disturb mode, turned it over, put it on the table, moved his fingers on the touchpad, and dragged the PPT.
"When the way of thinking is blocked on the road of science," Guan Yue didn't look at Tianhe, but just stared at the projection on the wall, and said seriously, "We might as well try to put aside the thinking of computing science and financial economics, and start from From the perspective of historical events and social changes, the ancient discipline of macroeconomics is reorganized, in order to find the original model... ”
"Boss," Tianhe said, "Uh, actually, I already have a few preliminary ideas..."
Guan Yue: "Go out if you don't want to hear it, I have something to do this afternoon."
"No." Tianhe helplessly spread out his notebook and replied, "I just don't want to waste your precious time."
The sun shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Tianhe seems to be pulled back to the long past. The midsummer in Oxford is green, the trees are rustling, they are wearing couple shirts, Tianhe is sitting with his back against the big tree, Guan Yue is lying in Tianhe's arms, enjoying the bright summer sun unscrupulously.
In the last year of master's degree, before the defense, Guan Yue had almost no classes, so Tianhe often came to Oxford to find Guan Yue with books. Declare his ownership of this person, and threaten all the gays and beauties of Great Britain who intend to get close to Guan Yue.
After all, before confirming the relationship, Guan Yue introduced Tianhe as "brother" in front of his classmates. Now that the two brothers have become lovers, Tianhe certainly has reason to defend his due rights. The methods of defense include but are not limited to checking Guan Yue's interpersonal relationship, interrogating, following, showing embarrassment, deliberately provoking conflicts with him, and so on.
In Guan Yue's life, the only person he could not offend was Tian He, who was always eaten to death by him.
However, Tianhe could tell that Guan Yue liked this, especially in front of his beloved, the more jealous Tianhe was, the more he showed that he loved him. and explain.
But there is only one kind of contradiction, and Guan Yue will definitely fight back, and that is the problem related to profession. If Tianhe doesn't quarrel, he must say the last word after a quarrel, but when it comes to politics and economics, Guan Yue always refuses to budge. Tianhe likes to hit Guan Yue intentionally or unintentionally, as if subconsciously, every time he beats him up mentally, Guan Yue's excellence will be reduced, so Tianhe has an absolute sense of security and no longer has to worry about his own health. The boyfriend was snatched away.
Obviously, Guan Yue is not as good as you imagined, why do both of them fall in love with him
This day, the two quarreled again in the sun. The reason was that Tianhe looked through a document "Agricultural Involution" borrowed by Xiaguan Yuechao's teaching assistant, and found that in the blank space of the book, he wrote a few lines of poems.
This new teaching assistant always likes to do business for his own benefit, so he sent an email to Guan Yue in the middle of the night. Guan Yue didn't dare to turn off the phone when his defense was approaching. Last night, the teaching assistant was still at one o'clock in the morning. Out of control.
Guan Yue said: "I don't know at all, I haven't read that page yet!"
Tianhe: "How could you not see it? I'm going to see that teaching assistant."
Guan Yue: "Let me solve it myself, otherwise I will become the laughing stock of the whole department. Can you stop making trouble for no reason?"
With a dark face, Tianhe casually walked into a building, the light was dim, and Guan Yue's juniors passed by, looking at them curiously. Guan Yue wanted to reach out to pull Tianhe, but Tianhe always threw him away. When he passed the corner, Guan Yue changed his arms and hugged him, but Tianhe drifted sideways, making Guan Yue lose his embrace.
Guan Yue patiently explained: "Tomorrow I will be defending, so save me some face."
Tianhe: "I suggest that we switch to English so that everyone can hear clearly."
Guan Yue is a person who cares about face, he whispered: "Don't do this, baby."
Tianhe walked into a classroom, there were only two people chatting in the classroom, one was Guan Yue's teaching assistant, and the other was Guan Yue's classmate. Tianhe was about to step forward, but Guan Yue put one hand on his shoulder and pushed him down on a seat.
Tianhe looked at Guan Yue indifferently.
"Hi, Kwan? Is this your brother?"
The teaching assistant is a blond-haired and blue-eyed British boy. As soon as Tianhe appeared, the teaching assistant showed an unnatural expression. Tianhe knew that there was something wrong with him at a glance.
Tianhe waved to the teaching assistant and said, "Hi."
Guan Yue turned the book in his hand to the page where the love poem was written, placed it in front of the teaching assistant, and said in English, "You wrote it?"
The teaching assistant laughed, said nothing, closed the book, and the atmosphere in the classroom became awkward. Guan Yue approached a little bit, and said in a deep voice: "Don't send me emails in the middle of the night to talk about things that are not related to the thesis, send your If you don’t want to be complained about.” He said in a low voice, and said in a voice that only he and the teaching assistant could hear: “We have already entered into a marriage contract, so don’t create any more misunderstandings for us.”
The teaching assistant's face suddenly changed, put away the book, glanced at Guan Yue, and led the students out of the classroom.
The sunlight came in from the window, shone in the classroom, and shone on the blackboard. On it was what the professor had just said half an hour ago. Tianhe sat behind a desk, looking at the blackboard silently. Guan Yue came to Tianhe Sit down on the seat in front of him, turn sideways, and look at Tianhe, does that mean you are so satisfied
"What did the last sentence say?" Tianhe asked suspiciously, obviously not planning to let Guan Yue go.
Guan Yue: "Don't be suspicious."
Tianhe: "If you didn't say that sneaky word at the end, you wouldn't make me suspicious!"
Guan Yue: "..."
"Forget it." Tianhe didn't want to bother him anymore, took Guan Yue's phone and blocked the assistant's phone.
"For me, this is a major event in life." Guan Yue said.
Tianhe: "What?"
Guan Yue spread his hands and said seriously: "I propose to you."
Tianhe was speechless, and said: "Is this considered to be a forced marriage? It's too embarrassing!"
Guan Yue laughed, and suddenly stretched out his hand, pinching Tianhe's face, a leaf was blown in by the wind from the window, and fell on the table.
Guan Yue said casually: "I thought you would be very happy when it comes to getting married."
Tianhe: "..."
Guan Yue said again: "You want to marry me, you have thought about it for a long time."
Tianhe was about to taunt Guan Yue unceremoniously, but Guan Yue leaned over to him from the front and kissed Tianhe's lips, Tianhe's anger completely dissipated.
Tianhe didn't want to continue this topic, so he could only reply dissatisfied: "I don't want to spend my life with you that much."
Guan Yue: "It's not right again, you came to this world just to be with me."
Tianhe changed the subject, looked down, and said, "This is the table Shelley sat on."
A line of beautiful handwriting was left on the table with a pen, and it was protected with a plastic seal. On it was a poem by Shelley.
"Only your brilliance can be like mist over the mountains."
At the bottom there is another line: "This seat belongs to the immortal soul who wrote such poems."
"Want to hear my defense?" Guan Yue said suddenly.
Tianhe replied: "If you beg me, I will listen to it as hard as I can."
Guan Yue then stood up, walked to the blackboard, and Chao Tianhe began his defense on the subject of "involution". Tianhe had read this paper, and he had to admit that Guan Yue's professionalism was outstanding. He just listened so carefully, sitting in Shelley's seat, watching Guan Yue on the podium.
Just like this evening, Guan Yue rolled up his sleeves, put one hand in his pocket, stood in front of the projection screen, and explained to the sky indifferently, what he had sorted out and thought Tianhe could use.
Gradually, the past time and the present seemed to blend together, and Tianhe couldn't help but think of that evening four years ago when he listened to Guan Yue in Oxford for his defense rehearsal.
In the office, after Guan Yue finished speaking, he picked up the water glass, drank some water, and turned his gaze to Tianhe.
"The mathematical model of 'involution'..." Tianhe murmured.
This is why Guan Yue let Tianhe teach him number theory, combined the involution effect with corporate performance, and used mathematical models to describe macroscopically...
Tianhe got up immediately, Guan Yue seemed to know what he was going to do, went to the desk, pressed the remote control, Tianhe rushed out like a gust of wind.
Pro: "Victory is imminent, with a high probability."
Tianhe didn't answer, returned to his seat, opened the notebook, and began to revise his formula. Qingsong had already got off work, and five minutes later, Guan Yue also left the office, went to the water dispenser, put a cup of coffee on the table, supported the desk with one hand, pressed the back of Tianhe's chair with the other, and watched by his side. He opened the tablet and quickly changed the formula.
"I know this constant." Guan Yue pointed at the screen, then looked down at Tianhe, "If you don't mind..."
Tianhe didn't notice him coming at all, and almost kissed him when he raised his head, he was startled and said, "Hey! Don't scare me!"
Tianhe avoided the switch a little bit, opened a safe distance, and said angrily: "Mr. Guan, this action is too inappropriate! You interrupted my train of thought, and you don't even look like a CEO!"
Guan Yue also realized that he had unconsciously crossed the boundary with Tianhe, so he could only turn around and leave.
Pro: "Do you need to do a search comparison?"
Tianhe regained his train of thought, but fortunately he did not forget it. It took only ten minutes to modify all the formulas. The characters on the screen disappeared, reappeared, and rearranged as if under the hands of a magician.
Tianhe: "No need, just run it once and have a look, I have made modifications on the basis of the original one."
Tianhe looked at the screen nervously, and Pro began to step in to assist in the reconstruction of the calculation model.
Pro: "I know you must be very nervous now..."
Tianhe: "Yes, Bach has a well-tempered piece. This is his pinnacle."
In Bach's music, Pu Luo said: "I just thought that what Guan Yue explained to you just now should not be enough to inspire you to modify the guiding formula."
Tianhe: "Because I think of Guan Yue's master's thesis. At that time, his research on economic theory obviously paid more attention to the essence than now. Now he pays too much attention to practicality, and instead loses that kind of tireless, only for The intellectual temperament born to explore the truth and essence... ”
To be precise, it was this afternoon and the afternoon many years ago, the moment when the two times merged, which greatly inspired Tianhe. During the waiting time, he told Pu Luo the evening when he listened to Guan Yue's reply.
Pro: "I'm more concerned about what happened later."
Tianhe fell into confusion: "What happened later?"
Later, after hearing Guan Yue's defense, Tianhe said, "You are also a genius."
After Guan Yue washed his hands, he and Tianhe left Oxford at dusk.
"This is the first time you have recognized me so much." Guan Yue said, "Even if you say words of admiration, you still can't help but use the word 'also'."
Tianhe remembered that Guan Yue's hands were very warm that day, because before holding him, Guan Yue warmed his hands in his arms for a while. The next day, Guan Yue got up early, kissed Tianhe and went to defend himself. When Tianhe woke up and arrived in Oxford, just as it was Guan Yue's turn to defend, Tianhe went in through the back door of the big classroom lightly, and Guan Yue stepped onto the stage.
On that day, Guan Yue was so radiant, he restrained his arrogance and looked gentle and refined, only "Prince" could describe him.
After the end, the professor and his teaching assistants were talking with Guan Yue. Guan Yue listened carefully, obeying the rules and being polite.
"Did you finish your defense?" Tianhe asked with his hands in his windbreaker pockets, "Did you mess it up? I just came here."
Guan Yue: "You didn't come?"
Tianhe said regretfully, "I'm sorry, I overslept."
Guan Yue: "Then I saw the person sitting in the last row, um, it was a hallucination."
Tianhe laughed and said, "You're not doing well today, you're so stupid."
"I guess it's A+." Guan Yue replied, "Your taunt has failed again."
Tianhe and Guan Yue walked in Oxford holding hands.
"Then I'll give you the reward in advance." Tianhe took out the watch from his windbreaker pocket and said, "The last piece in the world."
Guan Yue: "..."
Guan Yue looked at Tianhe in disbelief. Tianhe smiled and put Roger Duby's "Knights of the Round Table" on Guan Yue's hand. This watch only costs 28 yuan in the world. Two months ago, Guan Yue and Tianhe went to participate in Christie's Spring Auction. At that time, Guan Yue hesitated for a long time, but he still didn't ask his men to raise their cards. The reason was: this watch is really too expensive. Although the ex-factory price is only two million, after several rounds of price increases at the auction, it has become a rather uneconomical accessory.
Finally, Tianhe thought for a long time, found his uncle, asked him to come forward, and bought it from an Austrian Minister of General Affairs. This watch cost Tianhe a whole year's pocket money, as well as several programs he designed. buyout royalties. It is said that when Wen Tianyue learned about this incident, his eyes were blackened on the spot, and he almost lost his breath, and his hatred for Guan Yue instantly increased by 500,000 points.
"Ugly," Tianhe said casually, "it's like wearing a Russian roulette wheel on your hands. I don't know where your fanaticism for Roger Duby was cultivated... But as long as you like it."
Tianhe was about to turn around, but Guan Yue said, "Wait."
Tianhe turned his head and looked at Guan Yue in puzzlement, just like when they first met many years ago, with the innocence of being young.
Tianhe's eyes were clear and shining, and the corners of his mouth were hooked meaningfully, as if he was scratching his stomach, and he was about to use a few jokes to hurt him a little.
"Call me brother again, just like when I was a child." Guan Yue said.
Tianhe: "No."
Guan Yue: "I am your guardian."
Tianhe: "I'm nineteen years old, I'm not afraid of you, can you still beat me?"
Guan Yue stubbornly looked at Tianhe, Tianhe always couldn't figure out Guan Yue, thinking that his mind must be caught by the door of the defense classroom.
"No." Tianhe knew that if something went wrong, there must be a demon.
Guan Yue still persisted.
Tianhe also began to insist that this title hadn't been used for a long time, he turned and left, but Guan Yue still stood where he was, the meaning was obvious, don't move unless you call me.
Tianhe turned around under a tree.
"Hi, brother." Tian He said to Guan Yue with a bored expression on his face.
The shout was like a voice-activated switch, causing Guan Yue to walk towards him.
"Because starting today, that title will become..."
Tianhe turned around and started running, Guan Yue shouted: "Wait! Listen to me! Where are you going?!"
Tianhe flew across the fence, startled a flock of pigeons, Guan Yue went around along the road, and stopped him, but Tianhe shook off his coat, shaking like a bullfighting bull, and got caught up with the aggressive Guan Yue. The school shared bicycles on the side of the road rode away with a swipe.
"Don't run around!" Guan Yue said angrily, "You naughty child!"
The two rode bicycles through Oxford, Tianhe only went to the tricky places, bumped and bumped, Guan Yue rode faster than him, rushed over with a gust of wind, stretched his long legs, and came like a horse Drift by bike and intercept Tianhe.
Tianhe almost bumped into Guan Yue and wanted to run, but Guan Yue grabbed him irresistibly, slid sideways on the hillside with him in his arms, and slid down. Tianhe yelled loudly, Guan Yue put his arms around him, and leaned over to kiss him.
Tianhe hugged his neck and kissed him in the sunshine of the graduation season.
When they parted, Guan Yue stared at Tianhe, as if he couldn't bear to take his eyes off his face for a second.
Guan Yue also took out a box from his pocket and opened it towards him, inside was an old gold ring with several irregular gemstones inlaid.
Tianhe: "..."
Guan Yue said seriously: "For me, proposing marriage is a major event in my life. I haven't figured out where and when I will propose to you."
Tianhe said: "I knew that one day, you would definitely take out this thimble."
Guan Yue put the ring on Tianhe's hand and said, "Take it as an engagement before engagement, as a contract of intent."
Tianhe laughed, this ring is very old, it was held by Grandma Guan Yue seventy years ago. The ring was inlaid with seven tourmaline stones, because every ten years when Guan Yue's grandparents were together, his grandfather would take it to the craftsman and set a stone on it.
At the age of twenty, he bought a fourteen-year-old girl who was displaced during the Great Famine to redeem her body, and gave her a small gold thimble. The girl entered the Guan family and later became his wife. In the eighth decade, they were separated by life and death.
Before grandma passed away, she took the ring off her skinny finger with great difficulty and handed it to the eldest grandson Guan Yue, the intention is self-evident.
Seeing that Guan Yue took it, Tianhe simply put it away, and didn't intend to hand it over to himself in front of the old man, so he mocked it as a thimble, and now because of this "engagement before engagement", the ring finally arrived in his hands.
"I haven't saved enough for the first stamp yet." Tianhe picked up the ring and looked at the sun.
Guan Yue pointed out to Tianhe that he had privately asked someone to add a diamond to the ring. It has been fifteen years since the year they met when they were young.
Tianhe said, "This can't be counted."
Guan Yue said in an unquestionable tone, "I'll let it go."
Pro: "But you don't pay much attention to this ring, at least not wearing it."
Tianhe: "Because I'm always worried that the gems on it will fall off, so I don't dare to wear it all the time, so I put it away."
Pu Luo: "It has not fallen apart after being worn for seventy years, which shows that it is very strong."
Tianhe: "Some things look solid, but they always fall apart in unexpected places, just like love. I have to return it to him sometime. Pro, you haven't finished testing yet?"
Pro: "It's been a long time since the test."
"What's the result?" Tianhe tensed up, staring at the screen with bated breath.
Pu Luo: "I can't evaluate it, but I think the person who has the right to evaluate it has returned."
Guan Yue came back again, holding two lunch boxes, looked at the data from the analysis system, turned around and put the lunch boxes into the microwave—it was the dinner sent by Aunt Fang.
Tianhe was looking forward to Guan Yue's words of approval, but Guan Yue stood in front of the microwave oven and only looked down at the Knights of the Round Table on his wrist. There were three minutes before the NASDAQ opened.
With a "ding" sound from the microwave oven, Guan Yue put one of them on Tianhe's table, frowned slightly, and stared at the screen.
"If you don't agree, don't say it," Tianhe said helplessly, "don't hit my confidence."
"Genius." Guan Yue replied, took his share of dinner, and went back to the office.
Tianhe sat up straight suddenly, his fingers trembling slightly, clicked on the opening quotation, and took a deep breath.
Pu Luo: "Tianhe, you are indeed a genius."