Volume 1 Chapter 16 Don't move, I'll help you
After hearing this, Song Yun nodded in agreement, "That's right, you never like to take care of your room. It's like a messy pigsty, and you can't even put your feet in it."
After hearing this, Song Xi felt ashamed. These words were indeed a bit exaggerated.
She originally wanted to sit for a while, but when Song Yun saw that the sofa was so small, she felt a little aggrieved, so she stood up and talked to her daughter.
"You said you wouldn't be home this week, so your dad and I were worried, so we bought some food. You can put it in the refrigerator later, and we'll be leaving first."
Song Xi's heart was filled with joy. They were finally leaving. He couldn't imagine if his parents found out that there was a man hidden in his room. He would never be able to wash himself clean even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
Just as they reached the door, Song Yun reminded them again: "Xiao Xi, it's spring now, you need to open the windows upstairs to ventilate."
Song Xi quickly agreed, "Yes, mother."
"You!" Song Yun raised her hand and tapped her daughter's forehead lightly, unable to conceal the doting look in her eyes.
Song Jianguo, who had been silent, spoke up, "Just spoil her."
Song Yun was not convinced and said, "Come and see Xiaoxi, you were the one who brought it up first!"
Song Jianguo was speechless. There was no way he could turn things around in his life as he was completely controlled by his wife and daughter.
After seeing his parents off to the door and watching them leave side by side, Song Xi breathed a sigh of relief.
It was a close call just now. I was almost found out by my parents. That would have been so embarrassing!
The elevator was going down, and Song Jianguo took the initiative to speak, "There is someone in the room."
"That's for sure. Otherwise, given Xiaoxi's personality, she wouldn't have stopped me from entering."
"Besides this, there is evidence."
Song Yun raised the corners of her lips and smiled, "There is a black phone on the dining table. It's not Xiaoxi's."
Hearing this, Song Jianguo smiled and said, "So you saw it too."
"Of course. As a teacher with many years of experience, it is the most basic requirement to keep an eye on all directions and be alert in all directions. Our daughter's little cleverness is not enough in front of us."
"Yes. But I'm a little worried that our daughter will suffer." Song Jianguo showed a trace of worry on his face.
Song Yun didn't think so. "Don't look at Xiaoxi's soft personality. She has had her own opinions since she was young. When we meet Zhang Qing later, we will ask her more."
"That's right, let's go now." Song Jianguo held his wife's hand and walked out of the elevator.
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At this time, Song Xi took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the room.
What came into view was a man sitting at the desk. He turned his head to meet her gaze, a hint of a smile flashing across his eyes.
Song Xi's alarm bells instantly rang. After glancing around, his eyes fell on his face. "You... why did you come out?"
"I heard uncle and aunt left, so I came out to get some fresh air."
Song Xi was half-believing and half-doubting, and glanced at the desk again, wondering if he had rummaged through her things.
Apart from the notebook in which he recorded the outline, there seemed to be no evidence that could help him find clues. He hoped that he was just worrying too much.
Shang Fuyan had already stood up from the desk, lowered his eyes slightly, and stared into her eyes, "Do you like the books I gave you?"
Song Xi nodded after hearing this, "I like everything you picked."
"That's good." The man said and stared into her eyes.
Song Xi was flustered again and raised his hand to touch his cheek, "Is there something dirty on my face?"
"Yeah." The man responded and bent down. "Don't move. I'll help you take a look."
Song Xi remained motionless, feeling his breath gradually approaching.
The close angle allowed her to clearly see the fine hair on his face and the deep eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses.
At this moment, Song Xi actually found that he was really good-looking, completely above her aesthetic point. If he were in ancient times, he could be compared with Pan An and Lanling King.
"What are you nervous about?" The tone of the question was a simple statement, not a rhetorical question.
"How can I not be nervous? I'm so..." I didn't say the words "I like you" yet.
"Song Xi, finish your sentence."
"I'm so young, how can I possibly follow your train of thought?"
The man chuckled and then stood up straight. "So Teacher Song means that you dislike my age?"
"No. You're not old, you look quite young..."
The voice became quieter and quieter, but still loud enough for the man to hear clearly.
Shang Fuyan stopped teasing her and said calmly, "Then let's have a conversation between young people now."
Song Xi stared at her curiously, only to hear his voice coming again.
"Do you reject the relationship we have now?"
Song Xi shook his head, "I don't reject it."
"If I want to take our relationship a step further, would you accept that?"
"When you said...a step further, in what aspect did you mean?"
The man stared into her eyes, "For example, I pursue you."
After hearing this, Song Xi tried hard to suppress the pounding of his heart, but said, "Aren't you pursuing me now?"
"It's better to be formal. Song Xi, are you willing?"
"If I say I don't want to, will you stop chasing me?"
The man shook his head. "I won't give up so easily. But I will choose another way."
"What method?" Song Xi was very curious.
Shang Fuyan smiled at this time, "I can't tell you."
Song Xi snorted proudly, "If you don't tell me, I will find out quietly by myself."
"Okay, then I'll wait for you to dig slowly."
Song Xi complained in his heart: Do you think you are digging a hole to look for treasure? You really are worthy of being a professional professor of archaeology.
Not long after, Shang Fuyan left, probably because he had something to do.
Song Xi was sitting in a chair thinking about the plot of the novel. She felt that she suddenly had an inspiration. She could describe what happened just now in 20,000 words.
It was not until dark that Song Xi stopped, stretched, and raised his hand to turn on the light.
I don't know what Professor Shang is busy with at this time. Thinking of what he said in the afternoon, his face suddenly turned red. It's really terrible. He knows some skills to seduce girls. I don't know who he learned it from...
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Shang Fuyan left Lancheng in the new week and arrived at the destination by plane.
Among them, there are two female colleagues in the team. As the saying goes, men and women work together and work is not tiring.
They contacted local field archaeologists, and two groups went down the pit together.
Now it is almost the end of March and the temperature is neither too cold nor too hot, which is a good time.
Shang Fuyan is a well-known figure in the archaeological community. Many national projects invite him to participate. He is experienced and has a very high success rate.
Some people say that archaeology is a stable job, especially field archaeology, where you can dig for your whole life.
It is quite appropriate to describe it with a line from a song: "Digging and digging in the small garden..."
The difference is that they dig in a pit, commonly known as "digging a pit".
Those who ask whether a dowsing rod is needed are all laymen. When experts hear this, they just smile and say nothing.
They wear work clothes and stay in the pit for a whole day, except for eating and resting. They experience wind and sun, which tests their endurance and their character.
Those who are qualified for this job have been carefully selected. A bachelor's degree is the starting point, but doctorates and master's degrees are common.
Shang Fuyan obtained his doctorate at the age of 20 and was hired by a university as a distinguished professor, with his main position still at the Institute of Archaeology. His annual salary is more than hundreds of thousands.
Therefore, no matter where he goes, he will become popular.
After a busy day of work, it’s finally time to finish work.
They went to the restaurant to eat, two large tables.
Shang Fuyan took out his phone and found that Song Xi had sent him a message an hour ago. He actually asked for his address, so it looked like there was still hope.
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