Chapter 1: Raw Mulberries "Hello, Miss Sang. I'm Zhuang Mowen. ...
It rained in Lincheng last night. In the early morning, traces of raindrops were still faintly visible on the windows.
Sangfu washed up slowly and went downstairs. Her aunt was just bringing a hot breakfast to the table.
Having just woken up with a dry throat, Sang Fu went to get a glass of water and was stunned when she saw the various dishes that almost took up half of the table.
“…Auntie, my parents are not here, so there is no need to do so much.”
The last dish was served on the table. Auntie took off her apron and smiled. "My husband and wife told me before they left on their business trip that you're too thin, so they asked me to make more. Come on, eat quickly."
Sang Fu hesitated to speak.
When I sit down, I still only eat the usual amount.
After all, she eats less, not because she works less.
While I was eating, the phone on the table vibrated.
Mom: [Are you up yet?]
Sangfu put down her chopsticks.
She felt almost full and didn't want to eat anymore, so she got up and went upstairs to her room.
[Woke up Mom.]
It was still early, so she sat for ten minutes to clear her head before diving into the preparations for her new book. After eleven o'clock, Sang Fu turned off her computer and, as usual, sat at her dressing table, putting on some light makeup and tying her hair.
After rejecting her aunt's suggestion to have lunch at home, Sangfu changed her clothes and prepared to go out when she received Jin Qiong's message.
Mom: [That's good. Don't forget about today's events. Are you clear about the time and place?]
At the entrance, Sang Fu put on her shoes and stood there looking at the screen of her mobile phone for a while before she edited the three words "clear" and sent it.
Normally, the family driver would go on business trips with her parents, but this time, because the trip was short, the driver stayed in Lincheng.
But he happened to have taken a day off today, and Sangfu didn't want to drive, so she simply stopped a taxi.
The car window was half-down, and the heat of the summer had faded in Lincheng in early autumn. The wind blew across the neck, bringing a slightly cool touch.
Sang Fu got out of the car in front of Jiamen Gate, and Sheng Weiyao came jogging over with two drinks in her hands.
"I'm sorry, Xiaofu. We had agreed to go out to eat together, but something went wrong with the group project and I can't leave," Sheng Weiyao said distressedly. "I can't go too far."
Sang Fu took one of the cups of fruit tea, her dark eyes slightly curved. "It doesn't matter, anywhere is fine. I'm here to see you anyway."
Sheng Weiyao was so moved that she pouted. She took Sang Fu's arm and led her to the campus.
"Xiao Fu Fu, I know you're the best. Today, time is limited, so I'll treat you to a meal in the cafeteria. I'll definitely make it up to you next time."
Sang Fu smiled and said, "Okay."
Sheng Weiyao spent more than half an hour finishing the group assignment, said goodbye to her classmates and left the classroom.
The ginkgo trees at Jiada University are dyed with the colors of autumn, with a hint of yellow among the green of each tree.
Sanfu sat on the wooden bench, waiting quietly.
A few rays of sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves above her head and fell on her slender shoulders. She was glowing white, like a warm pearl.
It is not ostentatious, but it always attracts a lot of attention.
Sheng Weiyao stopped in front of her and said, "Let's go."
After she finished speaking, Sang Fu looked over, took off her headphones and stood up.
"Um."
…
As Sheng Weiyao was delayed, the cafeteria became less lively. She found a seat with fewer people and sat down face to face with Sang Fu.
"How are things going lately?" she asked. "Are your uncle and aunt still persevering in trying to persuade you?"
Sang Fu bit the straw of her fruit tea and nodded: "I have another appointment today."
"If you ask me, uncle and aunt are being too hasty. You've only graduated for a year, and you've already found four blind dates."
Sheng Weiyao sighed, holding her face and said sincerely:
"With your conditions, you won't be short of men if you really want to get married."
Sanfu's intelligence is extraordinary.
The last time she exaggerated her intelligence was when her first suspense novel, written at the age of 18, became an instant hit.
The time before that, she skipped two grades to go to college.
When her peer Sheng Weiyao was still in her sophomore year, Sang Fu had already graduated and was counting money at home.
Sang Fu raised her hand to tuck the loose hair behind her ears, lowered her eyes and whispered:
"My parents, as you know, are quite traditional. I don't like going out, and they're worried that it will be too late for me to find someone when I'm old enough to get married in a few years."
Sheng Weiyao disagreed: "You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. I happen to be free tonight. Today's... do you want me to help you check it?"
"It's okay, it's just a meeting." Sang Fu was silent for a moment, then pursed her lips and gave her a faint smile. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Sheng Weiyao was about to speak again when the voices of a few little girls talking at the next table suddenly came over.
"Eat quickly, Professor Zhuang's lecture is about to begin, and you won't be able to get a seat later."
After saying that, Sang Fu noticed that Sheng Weiyao in front of her seemed to be lost in thought. She was about to ask what was wrong when she saw Sheng Weiyao suddenly turn her head and stare at her.
"Are you busy for a while?"
Sanfu didn't understand, but shook her head honestly.
Sheng Weiyao smiled mysteriously: "That's good. Accompany me somewhere later."
…
The tiered classroom in the Department of Physics is overcrowded.
Sheng Weiyao pulled Sang Fu and carefully opened the back door, sitting in the only two empty seats in the corner.
"I'm so lucky. I thought I wouldn't be able to catch up." Sheng Weiyao sighed and lowered her voice.
Sang Fu usually visited Sheng Weiyao outside the school. The last time she sat in the classroom was a year ago. She looked at the huge crowd in front of her and felt a little uncomfortable. She raised her hand to cover her face.
"Wei Yao..."
"Shh—" Sheng Weiyao deliberately frightened her: "Hide well, don't get caught."
“…”
In just a few words, the lecture officially began.
Having already attracted several glances by sneaking in, going out would only attract more attention.
At this point, Sanfu had no choice but to put aside her useless sense of morality.
She also lowered her voice: "Weiyao, we haven't seen each other for only half a month, but you have changed a lot. I never saw you like attending lectures before."
When they talked about this on WeChat a few times before, Sheng Weiyao said that it was either a forced requirement or it was to get credits.
I've never been that proactive.
Sheng Weiyao was speechless for a moment: "...You don't understand."
"Times are different now. Do you know who is giving the lecture today?"
Although she knew that Sheng Weiyao was deliberately keeping her in suspense, Sang Fu still nodded her head cooperatively.
She spent four years studying at a top university in another city, which had a prestige and fame comparable to that of Jiaotong University in China, but Sangfu was indeed not familiar with Jiaotong University.
"Professor Zhuang Mowen is our school's new associate professor of physics this semester. I heard he was personally invited by the board of directors. Professor Zhuang is very popular in our school now. He's young, promising, and very handsome. Have you seen him?"
Only then did Sang Fu realize that the noisy classroom had become completely quiet.
A clear and powerful male voice slowly sounded from the stage, wrapped in the slight electric sound of the microphone. Objectively speaking, it was a very pleasant voice.
She: “I can’t see.”
"I forgot, you'd be blind without glasses." Sheng Weiyao sighed, "You have such bright eyes for nothing."
Due to her long-term addiction to electronic devices, Sangfu is slightly nearsighted.
She usually didn't wear glasses when she went out. At this moment, she was sitting in the last row. Sang Fu looked up and saw a man wearing a black shirt, with a tall figure and a capable and calm posture.
His facial features are blurred, but his superior and elegant temperament is profound.
besides.
Sanfu felt vaguely familiar with this name.
She finally recalled what Jin Qiong and Sang Cheng said to her two days ago before they went on a business trip.
"Remember the time and don't forget it," Jin Qiong instructed before leaving. "The people in Xiaozhuang are nice. They're university professors and were transferred back to Lincheng Jiada this year. If you can get to know each other more, you can be closer to home when you get married."
I opened my phone and went into the chat with Jin Qiong.
In the initial introduction information, Sang Fu successfully saw the three words "Zhuang Mowen".
It’s a small world.
The blind date she was going to meet in four hours was actually right in front of her.
Sheng Weiyao whispered something to her, all about the person on the stage. But Sang Fu was preoccupied, so the conversation went in one ear and out the other.
"What did you just say?"
Sheng Weiyao didn't notice her distraction: "I say, don't be fooled by Professor Zhuang's gentle and amiable appearance, but in fact, he is a flower of the high mountain."
The voice from the stage reached her ears, and Sang Fu's mind suddenly moved slightly, and she asked softly:
"What about him?"
Sheng Weiyao: "I'm not sure about other things, but I heard that Professor Zhuang is still single and hasn't found a girlfriend yet. With so many teachers and students showing interest in him, he hasn't been involved in any extramarital affairs... That really speaks volumes about his character. So far, he has only one flaw..."
Before she finished speaking, Sheng Weiyao's face stiffened slightly and her eyes changed.
"Fufu, have you noticed that everyone is looking at me?"
Before Sang Fu could say anything, the student in front of them kindly turned around and reminded: "Student, Professor Zhuang wants you to answer the question."
Sheng Weiyao: "..."
…
Even after sending Sang Fu out of Jiada University, Sheng Weiyao was still feeling scared.
"Thanks to you just now, otherwise I would have been humiliated."
Thinking about how he stood there stiffly in public, and shamelessly asked Zhuang Mowen to repeat the question, but the result did not change.
She, won’t!
If Sang Fu hadn't whispered the answer to her, Sheng Weiyao wouldn't have known how the situation would end.
Sang Fu pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "Actually, I wouldn't. The questions he asked are quite difficult, so it's normal that you can't answer them, not to mention that you're not a physics major."
At the gate of Jiada University, Sangfu's taxi arrived.
Before getting on the bus, she seemed to remember something and turned around.
"By the way, Weiyao, what did you just say about Professor Zhuang's shortcomings?"
Sheng Weiyao put on a bitter face and was unable to speak: "I like to ask questions while I am distracted in class."
I had only heard about it before, but I didn’t expect to experience it myself today.
Sang Fu was stunned for a moment, and then the smile in her eyes deepened.
…
At six o'clock in the evening, the evening breeze was blowing gently.
Sangfu arrived at the agreed cafe early.
Before entering the door, Sang Fu turned on her mobile phone and sent her location information to Jin Qiong.
This was a habit she had formed since the blind date at Jin Qiong's request.
An elegant and gentle melody came into her ears the moment she opened the door, and the waiter led her to the reserved seat.
The café was decorated in a romantic French style, and most of the people who came here were young, energetic couples or just friends. Sang Fu followed the waiter, glancing at the watch on her wrist. She still had a good half hour until their meeting time.
She wondered absentmindedly whether to order a drink first.
It was not until she stopped and looked up that she noticed there was someone sitting in front of her.
Their eyes met. While Sang Fu was stunned, the other party stood up first and extended his hand to her politely.
"Hello, Miss Sang. I'm Zhuang Mowen."
Just like the sound she heard in that spacious classroom during the day, without the rustling impurities of the electric current, it sounded even warmer and more pleasant to the ears.
Unlike the previous blind dates, this one was arranged on a whim by the elders. Sang Fu didn't have any photos of Zhuang Mowen at all. She only knew that her grandfather and the other party's grandfather were comrades-in-arms and were trustworthy in all aspects.
Now Sang Fu finally saw Zhuang Mowen's face clearly.
Wei Yao said it well.
It really is...she is exceptionally good-looking.
He is handsome and well-proportioned.
"Hello, Professor Zhuang."
Sang Fu withdrew her thoughts, and their fingertips lightly clasped together before separating.
"Sorry for the wait."
She has a strong sense of time and is better at waiting than being late.
In the past three blind dates, she was always the first to arrive.
But she didn't expect that Zhuang Mowen would arrive earlier than her.
"I just arrived too."
Zhuang Mowen's eyes softened as he said slowly, "It's not a long wait."
The author has something to say:
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Here is a slow-paced, sweet and heartwarming article~
Thank you for waiting, the red envelope will drop
Highlight reminder: Just enjoy the show, do not imitate the plot, do not bring yourself into the three-dimensional world and raise your values, flash marriage is not advisable, contract marriage is not advisable, be cautious when getting married!
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