An autumn rain and a cold, it rained all night. Although it didn't rain during the day, there was no sun, and the sky was gray.
Han Xingjin held the warm drink, and the air was filled with the aroma of food. The beef noodles in Jinyu in front of him were also swaying hot, and large pieces of beef green onions and coriander.
Han Xingjin felt hungry.
In the end, she extended her sinful claws to Jin Yu.
Jin Yu looked at the pink palm spread out in front of him, "What's wrong?"
"Card."
"Hmm?" Jin Yu subconsciously went to get his credit card.
Han Xingjin pointed at his coat pocket, "Merry card."
"Oh." Jin Yu took out his meal card, and Han Xingjin drew it.
I jumped to the window, unable to explain why, but I felt happy to be able to eat other people's meal cards, although I may not necessarily eat much.
The things in the staff canteen looked a little more refined than the students canteen. In the end, Han Xingjin also bought a bowl of beef noodles, but only bought a small bowl, and told the master to order less noodles for her and order more dishes.
When the master saw that Han Xingjin was a raw face, the card he was swiping was from Jin Yu.
"Is the little girl a student of Teacher Jin?" asked the master.
Han Xing shook his head, "No, I'm from Kyoto University."
"Oh, is it Mr. Jin's relative?"
Han Xingjin nodded, right?
The master smiled ambiguously and returned Jin Yu's card to Han Xingjin.
When Han Xingjin returned with the bowl, Jin Yu was talking to others. Han Xingjin sat beside him and waited for Jin Yu to finish talking to others, without moving his chopsticks.
The people who talked to Jin Yu at first thought that Han Xingjin was a table-sharing person. After all, there were so many faculty and staff in the school, it was normal for him not to know them. It was normal for young talents like Jin Yu to find ways to get close to them.
Jin Yu saw Han Xingjin not moving his chopsticks for a long time and asked, "Why don't you eat?"
Han Xingjin had a bitter face, "Too much, I can't finish it."
Jin Yu could only push the bowl that had not much face to the point.
Han Xingjin quickly picked up a large chopstick for him.
"You master is so honest. I have said less and more."
Jin Yu looked at Han Xingjin's bowl of noodles covered with vegetables and thought, "There are not too many places, it's all dishes."
Han Xingjin only left two small mouths for himself.
The people next to Jin Yu were almost waiting for their eyes. Who is Jin Yu? The Flower of Huada Gaoling. It is said that although he has not publicly said that he has a cleanliness, he never participated in the activity of eating hot pot, which is where everyone eats a pot.
Can you eat other people's things? Although you haven't moved the bowl of noodles yet.
Han Xingjin picked the noodles to Jin Yu. After eating a few bites, he realized that this was not the first time that Jin Yu had been unable to finish eating. It was also the first time he went to Hong Kong City. He had dinner with Huo Xiao several times.
So is the night.
Han Xingjin began to reflect on himself again. What's going on? He said that he should keep a distance. If he couldn't finish eating, he wouldn't finish eating. He was left with it. Why should he give it to him?
Han Xingjin suddenly became unfair. What's the matter? Why did he always cross the line? He became arrogant as soon as he was in front of Jin Yu.
Han Xingjin was immersed in self-blame and had no intention of paying attention to the conversation between Jin Yu and the people next to him.
"Who is this person?" asked colleague Jin Yu, "New colleague?"
Jin Yu shook his head and put away the meal card that Han Xingjin had placed on the table, "Children at home."
My colleague suddenly realized it and patted Jin Yu, "Don't worry, I will keep it confidential for you."
Jin Yu frowned. He needed to keep confidential what he said. Is there any misunderstanding about what he said or a misunderstanding about the word "confidentiality".
People who promise to help keep confidential are the least likely to help others keep confidential, but this is all a story.
After Han Xingjin finished eating, Jin Yu took Han Xingjin directly to the office building.
At night in colleges and universities, not only are the teaching buildings and libraries brightly lit, but the office buildings and experimental buildings are not too much.
"Want to go to your office?" Han Xingjin asked Jin Yu in the elevator.
Jin Yu pressed down the floor, "This is the office building of the School of Science."
"oh."
"I'm in the research institute. If it's still early, I'll take you to my office."
"Um."
After Han Xingjin finished speaking, he wanted to bite his tongue. Well, what's the matter? Those who don't know thought they really wanted to go to his office.
"I...I mean, forget it, I have nothing to do, just do that."
Han Xingji, you want to explain what you want to say but don’t know how to explain it.
Jin Yu looked directly at the elevator door and looked at Han Xingjin's red ears reflected on the door. Jin Yu didn't know what was going on with his satisfaction.
As soon as he left the elevator door, Han Xingjin heard the roar. Han Xingjin turned his head and glanced at Jin Yu.
Jin Yu nodded.
Han Xingjin stood in the elevator for a few deep breaths, closed his eyes and felt the breath. It was very weak, and a spicy smell that was obviously not very good in this place filled it.
Han Xingjin told Jin Yu not to interrupt her. She drew a talisman in the void left and right, lowered her eyelids, and took a deep breath to find the source of the smell.
When he walked out of the elevator, without Jin Yu leading the way, Han Xingjin turned to the left, walking very slowly and smelling very slowly.
That taste is not the spicy of chili or the spicy of mustard.
A bit like Han Xingjin's teacher took him to a vegetable planting base when he was a child. A bunch of chili poles were pulled out and piled up together. After being exposed to rain and sun, it was spicy and spicy, but the rotten taste was in it.
It makes people feel disgusting and vomiting if they smell too much.
After taking another deep breath, Han Xinggen couldn't help it, "Where is the bathroom?"
Jin Yu pointed to the end of the corridor behind, and Han Xingjin covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom. Jin Yu was worried about following him.
Listening to Han Xingjin's movement, Jin Yu stood at the door and shouted loudly: "Xiao Jin, what's wrong with you? Is it because of the food that is not suitable?"
Han Xingjin felt that his stomach was empty, so he took out paper from his bag and wiped his mouth.
Fortunately, I didn't throw it to Jinyu's car with my bag on my back. The small amount of water left in the thermos cup was still warm, so I could just use it to rinse my mouth.
Han Xingjin packed up before going out.
Jin Yu looked at Han Xingjin, whose eyes were congested and his neck was thick because of vomiting.
"Is it for eating..."
Han Xingjin waved his hand and interrupted him, saying hoarsely: "No, I suggest you move this professor a little quickly. Have you been here for a long time and you feel nauseous and want to vomit, or become anxious?"
Jin Yu thought for a while, "I was anxious, and I thought it was because of the way Professor Li looked, which affected the people around me."
"It is also possible that I just magnified my senses and the smell is very unfriendly. According to what the old Taoist priest taught me before, I may need to check the teacher's office."
"Okay, but, do we want to have another day?" Jin Yu looked at Han Xingjin's appearance, "You really don't need to go to the hospital?"
Han Xingjin shook his head, "But I want to ask you to pretend to be my parents and ask me for leave. I won't go back to the dormitory tonight, and maybe I will also ask for leave for tomorrow's morning class."