The wind blew through the cherry trees outside the window. Lu Aiai sat by the window, staring at a kiwi fruit on the table, lost in thought.
This was the third day since I hung up the phone with Chen Ya. The air was filled with the fragrance of magnolia and the wind was gentle.
"well……"
Looking at the kiwi fruit covered with brown hair, Lu Aiai sighed softly.
Yan Yiting, who was sitting nearby with a magazine in her hand, glanced at her and said:
"This is the seventh time you've sighed for no reason today."
Lu Aiai came back to her senses in a daze, and said in a hazy voice: "Has it been that many times?"
"Yes, probably more than that. I've only been here for an hour."
"Oh..." Lu Aiai sighed again, and the resentment in her tone was even stronger than before.
Yan Yiting closed the magazine in her hand: "What's going on?"
Lu Aiai put her hand on her heart and said, "It hurts here."
"Myocarditis? Coronary heart disease? Insufficient blood supply to the heart?"
Yan Yiting opened her mouth slightly. Her mother had heart problems and almost had a pacemaker installed. She had looked up a lot of information on this disease.
Lu Aiai shook her head: "I checked it out, there's nothing wrong."
"Then why does it hurt?"
Lu Aiai glanced towards the window, her eyes seemed to be looking at something far away.
But when I looked closely, I realized that she was looking at the kiwi fruit.
"This kiwi fruit is shaped like his head."
Yan Yiting retreated strategically, looked at her in disbelief for a moment, and then asked in a low voice:
"How long have you been experiencing this symptom?"
"Are you feeling chest discomfort? It's been like this for about half a month."
"No, I mean, the mental aspect... Never mind, it's nothing, just ignore it."
There are two "ai" characters in Lu Aiai's name, but she has lived her whole life and still hasn't figured out what "love" is.
Her lack of absolute understanding of the concept of "love" makes her appear very heartless in certain situations, which will make some innocent boys who pursue her lament "Lu Ai loves you but I have no heart".
Lu Aiai just laughed off these people's opinions.
If there is no heart, the blood in the blood vessels will accumulate in the legs due to the influence of gravity, and eventually the blood vessels will burst and cause death.
Of course she has a heart.
Of course, she also considered that the expression "heartless" might be a rhetorical device, implying that she was not considerate enough of others.
For Lu Aiai, rhetoric is the enemy of academia.
This kind of linguistic imprecision can easily lead to mental distraction and cognitive ambiguity.
Using irrelevant things to refer to another thing for a long time seems to reduce the difficulty of cognition, but in fact this laziness will inevitably subtly damage the acuity of cognition.
——That’s what Lu Aiai used to think.
She thought she could distinguish well between literary rhetoric and precise description.
Half a month ago, she had always thought that "heartache", "heartbroken" and "heartbroken" were all literary rhetoric.
Until she saw Chen Ya kissing that woman.
At that time, she really felt "heartbroken".
Now looking at the kiwi fruit in the shape of Chen Ya's head, she felt "heartbroken" and "sad to the core".
It is a real feeling, not a literary rhetoric.
"I spoke to him on the phone a few days ago." Lu Aiai put her hands on her legs and said to Yan Yiting in a light tone, "I said, let's not meet again."
Yan Yiting decided to respect her choice: "It might be a good thing for you to make up your mind to break up early."
"But it hasn't healed yet." Lu Aiai touched her chest, "Instead, it feels like it's been drained away."
“…This is also normal.”
"I thought it wouldn't hurt anymore." Lu Aiai turned to look at Yan Yiting, "Hey, Yiting, how can I stop feeling pain?"
Yan Yiting rubbed her forehead and said, "There's nothing I can do. I can only wait for the great time to heal me."
"How long will it take? If it takes time to cover the rest of your life, won't the pain last forever?"
"It shouldn't take that long..." Facing Lu Aiai, Yan Yiting felt a little unsure.
"Oh..." Lu Aiai frowned and sighed softly.
Yan Yiting finally couldn't help it, grabbed the kiwi fruit on the table, put it on a plate, and cut it in half with a small fruit knife.
"If you can't stand it, eat it! You get half and I'll get half!"
Lu Aiai stared at the severed head... no, kiwi fruit, and suddenly shuddered.
“Good news, good news!”
Yang Changshuo suddenly walked in waving a stack of papers. Seeing Yan Yiting with green juice still on her lips, he was stunned for a moment.
"Yiting, are you here too? It just so happens that Bai Yujing is free this afternoon. I contacted him and he said he could come over in the afternoon."
"Hmm." Lu Aiai was still immersed in the sadness of losing Kiwi, and did not feel much about the news.
"Why do you seem to be in a bad mood?" Yang Changshuo said a little embarrassedly.
Based on his understanding of Lu Aiai, she should have been very excited - although it might be just a raised eyebrow and slightly opened eyes, which would be considered very exciting for her.
But now she didn't even lift her eyelids.
"There's another piece of news, but it's not exactly good news." Yang Changshuo's expression grew more serious. "The Gyasis Laboratory in the United States announced that they've found a dielectric material that can superconduct at room temperature at 21 degrees Celsius."
Even Yan Yiting, who had long since faded from the academic world and transformed herself into a mere spectator, opened her eyes wide in surprise: "What?!"
Lu Aiai finally raised her eyelids: "How much pressure? What material?"
Lu Aiai's two questions were key questions. The fact that she could ask these two questions showed that her scientific research acumen was still there, and Yang Changshuo felt a little relieved.
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