Chapter 671: I have a bad stomach, the doctor asked me to eat soft rice
The charm of love is that no matter how you study or fight for it, you can suddenly look back inadvertently and find that person in a dimly lit place.
It seems that the day you were born, there was someone born just to be with you.
After traveling through thousands of miles, we finally met and fell in love in one place.
Love seems to be a subject beyond science. It has no logic. It seems that there is only something called fate that constantly dominates it.
If an enzyme is a catalyst for a chemical reaction.
That fate is the catalyst for love.
And for some people, they seem to have an indescribable feeling when they get together, and everything seems to go as it should.
Bai Ye has never thought about love, and he doesn't know love. He didn't seem to have much expectations for love in the past. Letting nature take its course may be his only feeling for love.
However, God has treated me well and given me such a beautiful and lovely woman. How can I be so virtuous?
Bai Ye looked at the simple, generous and beautiful girl in front of him, and stared into her eyes quietly:
"I never knew what love was like. It wasn't until I met you that I realized that this is what love is like."
"I'm sorry, I haven't played the role of a good boyfriend all this time, but from today on, I hope I can play the role of a good husband, your husband, Zi Yan, I love you, leave you to me, okay? I
Although I am a husband for the first time, you know, I am really good at learning!"
"I have always dreamed that I could step on the colorful auspicious clouds to come to you, protect you, and tell you that I love you, but... I haven't developed the colorful auspicious clouds yet, but I still love you and I still hope to marry you.
"
Li Ziyan just smiled and cried as she looked at Bai Ye. After all, she was a girl, so she was very thin-skinned. The spotlight hit her face, and the rose petals reflected her face red.
He said softly: "I made soup for you."
"I will make soup for you for the rest of my life."
This sentence made Bai Ye feel sour immediately, and tears burst out of his eyes. This man who was showing off his power outside was crying.
This woman promised to make soup for him for the rest of her life.
There is no holiday at Baiye Research Institute. A group of people and research dogs are lying at the window watching this scene.
Discuss quietly.
A researcher at the Cancer Research Institute: "Is this love?"
The colleague on the side nodded, and he moved his pen tip's eyes: "No, this is a waste, you know? The total consumption of artificial snow and chemical rendering, including roses, can allow us to do it three times.
Vacuum ultramicro simulation test.”
After hearing this, the man sighed immediately: "Women are really the ladder that hinders the progress of human science... Mr. Bai could at least apply for a patent in the time just now."
The colleague nodded tiredly: "Yes, I think Alice in the biochemistry laboratory is good. Believe me, this is love. The sparks when you do experiments together are absolutely unparalleled, and it will save so much time that you don't even need to propose."
Diamond rings only require some chemical reagents, ah! Beautiful love, so looking forward to it."
The man nodded thoughtfully: "But why do I have a sore nose and a feeling of envy?"
Colleagues shook their heads...
On the other side, in the Institute of Orthopedics, the same researchers were sitting there, thoughtfully: "He wants to make soup for him for the rest of his life. Is this love? How terrible! I don't want to drink soup!"
Another person also nodded and said in agreement: "Mr. Bai may like to drink soup. During a meeting some time ago, Mr. Bai said that he had a bad stomach and needed to eat soft rice..."
"Okay, Mr. Bai is awesome!"
Perhaps such a scene can attract countless eyes and make people shed tears in any place, but here, facing a group of materialistic and data-oriented scientific research dogs, there is no romance at all.
Even in another corner of the laboratory building, several women's research institutes watched the fireworks excitedly, constantly calculating chemical equations with pens and paper. They felt that these chemical fireworks were more valuable for research than watching confessions.
"Did you see the white light just now? I bet it was the oxidation reaction of aluminum, and the purple light emitted instantly, I think it's more like..."
Beside the materials laboratory, Nan Nanxi yawned and watched the snowflakes fall to the ground. He stretched out his hand to form a snowball and said to the secretary beside him: "Calculate the shape of this snow, it seems to be a little different from snowflakes.
See if you can get a different kind of snowflake by changing its molecular shape."
The secretary nodded and kept thinking and recording.
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Anyway...
There were a lot of people watching the show, and everyone focused on different topics. However, it seemed that only a few lighting engineers were paying attention to Bai Ye and Li Ziyan.
What the lighting designers were discussing wasn't love either.
"Holy shit, have you seen that diamond ring? It's so big!"
"Well, look at that diamond ring. It's big and round... like a..."
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Only Bai Ye and Zi Yan were moved by Bai Ye's feelings.
The authorities are obsessed with it.
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On the other side of the ocean, there is a landmark building in the city of Boston called the Baiye Institute of Microbiology. It occupies 312 acres of land. It is very large in the suburbs of Boston, but the most important thing is not the scale, but the density and concentration of talents here.
the current inclination.
It has now been positioned as a high-tech research and development zone by the Boston government, and Harvard is now trying to cooperate with this research institute.
Because so far, this research institute has not cooperated with any company or unit, but it is constantly expanding.
There seems to be endless money.
But when this research institute was renamed Baiye Research Institute, people suddenly realized that they had to be short of money because there was a super wealthy person sponsoring it.
At this time, a blond woman with blue eyes stared blankly at the picture coming from the computer screen.
In the picture, it is the Baiye Research Institute at this time, watching the snowflakes falling from the sky, watching the golden boy and girl under the spotlight, watching them expressing their love, romance and happiness among the rose petals.
Monica suddenly felt very uncomfortable inside, but she couldn't describe what kind of experience it was.
She felt that from her perspective, she should bless Bai Ye and sincerely wish her boss a home and a home.
But she couldn't be happy no matter what.
There is an indescribable sadness in my heart, whether it is envy or jealousy, I want to hate but can't.
After looking at it for who knows how long, Monica's arms suddenly became wet. When she lowered her head, she saw tears.
Is it your own?
Did I cry?
Am I sad?
Monica looked at herself in the mirror and muttered to herself, I am 33 years old this year.