Chapter 27 Miracle Beagle
About two years ago, Qin Shi Huang wasn't Qin Shi Huang yet. He was just an ordinary lab beagle, like so many of his compatriots, spending his entire life confined to a cage at a medical school. The only identifying mark was the serial number tattooed on the inside of his ear.
At the time, Jiang Ranxu took Meng Weishen to the medical school to see the dogs. They parted the disinfectant-marinated curtains and saw dozens of beagles. Most had been tortured by needles and drugs, and had been fed into diabetes in disease modeling experiments, leaving them languishing.
Only Qin Shi Huang did not change his devilish nature. He still used his small body, which looked like a dry wooden bench, to desperately pull at the iron cage, making bursts of life-like noises and driving away the deathly silence in the laboratory.
The staff in charge of adoption explained that the beagle's modeling had unexpectedly failed. It hadn't developed diabetes and was unsuitable for further use in experiments. If no adopter was found, the lab planned to euthanize it.
Meng Weishen took it out and lifted up its brown lopping ears. He found that the end of its serial number was the same as his birthday. He immediately made up his mind to take it back.
What seems free is often the most expensive. After this, Jiang Ranxu privately visited Meng Weishen's various social media platforms, even catering to his interests and chatting with him about many things related to puppies. He knew that Qin Shi Huang was malnourished and poorly socialized as a child, and Meng Weishen had spent tens of thousands of yuan on medical expenses and dog training alone, not to mention daily consumables like canned food and toys.
Jiang Ranxu secretly guessed that Meng Weishen was used to venting his work anxiety through impulsive consumption, and this dog was the best emotional outlet.
Of course, there's no such thing as money. The Qin Shi Huang before him couldn't be reconciled with the experimental dog he remembered. The dog was now massive, its fur sleek and beautiful, like a mink. Its personality was also incredibly aggressive. As soon as its paws touched the school track, it leaped up, ears lashing like helicopter propellers. Meng Weishen was left dragging along. It was hard to tell who was the master.
The story of the lab dog regaining a new life is very touching. It would have been better if the scenes of Jiang Ranxu, the shady stepmother, had been deleted.
Jiang Ranxu had considered many ways to deal with Qin Shi Huang, such as sending the dog to an animal care center or renting a separate house to raise the dog, but none of them were long-term solutions. As for persuading Meng Weishen to give up raising the dog, it was tantamount to destroying the other's spiritual support for drifting north, and he had never been foolish enough to even think about it.
To fundamentally solve the problem, he has to find the reason for it himself. He should force himself to overcome his psychological barriers and become best friends with his dog.
The problem will be solved sooner or later, but definitely not today.
After a night of campus training, it was as Meng Weishen had predicted: scorchingly hot. Jiang Ranxu stripped down to his innermost shirt, his elaborate pre-existing attire completely undone. He rather awkwardly used one arm as a clothes hanger. Furthermore, THU's campus was so vast it could burn through the entire capital's financial resources. If he wasn't paying attention, the two people in front of him, Messi and Biggs, would vanish without a trace, reappearing randomly somewhere else on campus.
He couldn't tell if the heat was from the exercise or from his anger. Seeing the mustachioed geniuses who had just finished their study session still wearing their ugly down jackets, he felt even hotter. He really wanted to grab a random genius and ask them if their parents had ever taught them to take off their clothes when it was hot.
This time, Meng Weishen was standing behind the Science Building, leaning casually against a sloping red brick wall. As the stairs climbed higher, he was almost immersed in a sea of magnolias at night. He bent slightly, maintaining the same posture as the branches covered with white flowers.
Countless scattered petals hide in each other's youthful shadows. Spring is always so short and fleeting, don't miss any opportunity.
The same goes for the timing of love. Jiang Ranxu's anger briefly subsided. He thought, he should go and tell Meng Weishen that this thin and loose spring outfit is very suitable for him, which can highlight his tall figure.
He was about to take a Polaroid photo when Meng Weishen stopped him: "Don't come over here yet."
"What's wrong?"
"Qin Shi Huang is taking a defecation under a tree. I'm going to pick up his dog poop."
……Dry!
Jiang Ranxu immediately ran for his life.
He began to get angry again and decided to disqualify the master and servant from dating. In such a rare opportunity, no romantic spoilers should appear.
Putting personal grudges aside, Meng Weishen could indeed be elected as a civilized dog owner. Jiang Ranxu watched from afar as he pulled a full set of tools from his backpack, rolled up a paper towel with a metal clip, and threw the wrapped plastic bag into the trash can.
When Meng Weishen was washing his hands, Jiang Ranxu finally showed up very reluctantly, keeping a distance of half a meter from him, ready to guard against the dog pouncing on him and getting intimate with his trouser legs at any time.
Meng Weishen chatted with him: "Are you tired? It doesn't matter, Qin Shihuang is almost tired of playing, we can go back."
It's good that you know. Jiang Ranxu said: "It's not tiring. If you are not satisfied, you can go shopping again."
"Have you been to Tsinghua before? Is there any place you want to visit?"
The middle school has organized countless research trips to Tsinghua and Peking University. Jiang Ranxu said, "I haven't been here much, so anywhere is fine. You lead the way."
"Okay, just wander around, just don't go to our college's teaching building."
“Don’t you want to reminisce about your youth?”
"Forget it. It's embarrassing to have to greet professors and advisors when I meet them. I'm already doing poorly, and if I get laid off in the future, it will be even more embarrassing."
Meng Weishen looked calm, as if he was stating facts that had nothing to do with him.
So what? Even if Meng Weishen were to leave behind the halos of prestigious schools and big companies, he would still fall in love with her. Jiang Ranxu said, "From a doctor's perspective, I believe whoever lives the longest will have the best luck. As long as you work less overtime and avoid sudden death, raising the average life expectancy at your alma mater is also a contribution."
Meng Weishen finally smiled and took him to Lover's Hill.
This place was clearly eight hundred miles away from the Computer Science College, but Meng Weishen still paused. Jiang Ranxu saw the other person's lips tightened and knew that he had met an acquaintance.
To be precise, it was Qin Shi Huang who encountered a familiar dog. The dog became visibly excited and jumped towards the white Pomeranian on the road. They first sniffed each other's beautiful buttocks as a sign of courtesy, and then Qin Shi Huang raised his front legs, straddled the Pomeranian's shoulders, and began to move up and down.
How could such a lewd thing happen on a pure university campus? Jiang Ranxu was shocked: "Isn't Qin Shi Huang a little bitch?"
"The female dog also rides other animals, but her favorite is the IKEA shark at home."
Meng Weishen hurriedly explained, then stepped forward and pulled the excited Qin Shi Huang down: "I'm sorry, Professor Wen, I didn't hold him back just now. He got excited when he saw your glutinous rice cakes."
Two figures, one tall and one short, turned toward them. The taller one was a middle-aged man, unremarkable in appearance, though he maintained a relatively well-groomed figure. The shorter one was a petite elderly woman, wearing a tracksuit and short hair. Her spirited demeanor far surpassed that of today's young people.
The old lady, holding the Pomeranian named "Ciba", was not angry: "It's okay, it's the nature of animals. Qin Shi Huang is still so lively, you raised him well."
"No, Qin Shi Huang is not as smart as Ciba. I will go back today and visit you another day."
But Qin Shi Huang and his friend were so entangled that he couldn't be pulled away. Meng Weishen had no choice but to lift Qin Shi Huang up and, ignoring the dog's struggles, forcefully held him in his arms.
During the fight between man and dog, the old lady called out to the man beside her:
"By the way, Zhesi, you've been transferred to the Beijing branch now. So you and Weishen should be colleagues?"
Meng Weishen failed. Qin Shi Huang broke free from his restraints and pounced on his friend Ciba. The two dogs jumped side by side, enjoying precious playtime.
The man nodded slightly: "What a coincidence, we are assigned to the same business group."
"Weishen is also one of my graduate students. You should take good care of the younger generation." The little old lady remained cheerful, oblivious to the gradually growing tension around her. "We Tsinghua people should help each other and work together in unity, no matter where we go. You should also pass on this spirit and never forget the teachings of your alma mater."
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"Is that your new manager? The one who threatens you with layoffs all the time? The one who forces you to drink during Valentine's Day team building? The one who makes you work overtime for two weeks to clean up the mess? He doesn't look like a good person."
Another crime was not giving Meng Weishen a holiday, delaying their marriage. This clearly showed how heinous this manager Lin was.
Jiang Ranxu and this idiot had countless personal grievances. But Meng Weishen hadn't spoken yet. If he tried to get rid of him without authorization, it would seem that he was overly complicated, so he held back for now.
Meng Weishen remained silent, as if he had just been forced to eat a fly. He only gripped the leash tightly, holding half of his side taut. Even Qin Shi Huang sensed his master's anxiety and stopped jumping around, concentrating on marking the edge of the sidewalk with his claws.
Jiang Ranxu urged as gently as possible: "So what are you going to do? If you don't have any ideas, I can help you with some."
"I'll hand over my results and see what his attitude is." Meng Weishen finally spoke, and as he quickly walked forward with Qin Shihuang, he kept some distance from him, and his voice became increasingly low. "Besides, this is my work matter, not included in the marriage commission. You don't need to worry. Of course, thank you, but you don't have to worry about it."
Jiang Ranxu felt a little panic.
This panic is not like the raindrops that fade away in an instant, but a group of terrifying parasites that absorb nutrients from the heart and rapidly multiply and grow along the blood vessels.
No matter what selfish motives he harbored or what fraudulent tactics he employed, the marriage between them remained a sham. Without Meng Weishen's permission, he had no right to interfere in her work or life.
Jiang Ranxu considered his words and caught up with him. "You've already paid me the first month's fee, and you haven't entrusted me with anything yet. It doesn't have to be limited to marriage-related matters, I can do anything."
Meng Weishen looked at him seriously: "I do have something to ask of you."
"Just tell me what you want."
"Let's live together."
Jiang Ranxu paused where he was.
Meng Weishen took a few steps forward, stopped to wait for him, turned around and smiled, "It's okay if you mind. I just imagined that if I ask my family for the household registration book to get a marriage certificate, my mother will definitely come to Beijing to check on me. We can just pretend to live together then."
Jiang Ranxu thought, it's no wonder he cheated Meng Weishen so many times, and he didn't feel much guilt. This was because Meng Weishen was simply born with a constitution that could easily be deceived.
Whether it was a blind date, marriage, or cohabitation, it was all initiated by the other party. He just went along with it.
Jiang Ranxu's heartbeat was like a drum, temporarily dispelling the parasitic panic. He tried to remain calm, but his rapid speech betrayed him:
"I don't mind, let's live together. Your lease is about to expire, when do you plan to move?"
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