Why is the Bright Moon Shining?

Chen Weijun plagiarized her thesis published ahead of schedule.

Tong Mingyue made a note in her heart.

But she didn't blame the students. After a few days, after getting to know Li Wei's profile, she gave an official reply saying:

"If my unfinished project during my Ph.D. can bring some help to your Ph.D. graduation, it will be of some value."

She lent her unpublished papers like this, thinking about this kind of thing.

Not an unacceptable ending.

Four in the morning.

Tong Mingyue came out of the laboratory and hurriedly glanced at the email, and Li Wei looked for her.

Li Wei rarely emails her.

She opens the car door, sits in, and checks her mail. Unexpectedly, several pieces of news and news have been organized into a collection.

His eyes glanced roughly over the past.

Seeing the incident was Chen Weijun, Tong Mingyue raised her eyebrows and read it quickly.

Knowing that it was sent to her, she wanted to share her happiness.

But she thought deeper than Li Wei.

It happened to be directly related to the matter of my thesis. Tong Mingyue wondered why it was exposed at this time. Seeing the girls posted on the Internet, the homepage information is from the news media.

The location of this school, Tong Mingyue remembers, is in Xu Can's hometown.

She also has a close classmate...

Attached to a thread of spider silk, the entire web reappeared in my mind. Tong Mingyue lowered her eyes and thought for a while.

Is it because of Xu Can?

—

Xu Can rented out the house and even bought the air ticket.

But what she told her family didn't tell the truth. She only said that she would stay here to work after graduation. I've been busy renting a house and looking for a job.

"Find a good job", Xu Can took the time to go back home with a backpack on his back.

Her father is also at home.

After hiding for so long, the debt has long since become a bad debt. His number of debt collectors is not worth fighting with him.

Xu Can changed from the train station to the bus, and when he arrived at the bus stop, he found Xu Qingguo standing in the wind with his hands behind his back.

Looking and waiting for her.

"Dad," Xu Can raised the corner of his lips and walked over.

"It's so early," Xu Qingguo took over her backpack and smiled attentively, "Are you tired? It's rare to go home, so can you leave later? Hey, how come there are so many things? No suitcases? …”

Xu Can interrupted his chatter and said, "I'm only staying for two days, so I can't stay longer. I have to go to work in the unit."

"oh oh…"

He also knew that he couldn't compete with his daughter's work.

Nodding his head, his face was a little lonely.

Immediately, he smiled and asked, "Nan, is the new unit suitable? Has anyone bullied you, and someone bullied you and told your father!"

Xu Can lied without blinking: "I'm used to it. Everyone takes good care of me, just like going to school when I was a child. I'm very happy, but there is no salary during the internship period."

"Don't you have to take your salaries slowly? Let's not be in a hurry. Is there enough food and clothing?"

"…"

Xu Can told his father that his "work unit" is an American company, and he speaks English at work.

She made a special card and told her father that it was her salary card.

She planned to transfer 800 yuan from the card to his account every month after she went abroad. For the rest, wait two years.

—

Had dinner.

Xu Can went for a walk in the small park downstairs. She looked around, looking at the environment that had hardly changed, but time had changed.

In the pavilion, a little girl of six or seven years old sat alone.

She was holding something like a picture book, but she was playing with yellow cow leather, and only occasionally drew two more strokes, like a perfunctory homework.

Xu Can walked over, didn't talk to her, and sat next to her at a distance.

"Sister," was probably too boring, the little girl came to talk to her, "Can you play the flower rope?"

"Are you going to play with this?"

Xu Can pointed to the large mass of yellow leather tendons in her hand.

"Just connect them," she said, picking up two short leather tendons, threading them back and forth, and tying them together and tightening them, they became much longer.

Looking up at her eagerly, "Are you playing?"

Xu Can nodded in agreement.

Watching her move quickly to make long cowhide tendons. The two of them played with the rope.

Played for a while.

Seeing that she was tired of playing, Xu Can put it down: "Are you finished painting?"

"Okay."

Show her.

Xu Can glanced, the paper was full of colorful lines, the house was not like the house and the sun was not like the sun. At a glance, it was hooked up by raising his hand.

Write the word "perfunctory" directly on the white paper, and there is no perfunctory in her painting.

"…"

Xu Can has no conscience: "Well, it's good."

She saw the calf tendon on the side and suddenly picked one up.

The little finger is hooked at one end, stretched around the back of the hand, the thumb is held upright to fix the position, and the hand is in a "hand gun" posture.

The other end of the rubber band is buckled at the tip of the index finger.

Then the hooked little finger loosened, and the rubber band flew straight to the purple column of the fitness equipment.

Xu Can raised his chin and turned to look at her.

"Wow, sister, you are amazing!"

The little girl immediately stood up, picked up the cowhide tendon, and followed her pattern, hooked it on her hand and wanted to shoot it out.

But the action is wrong, I tried several times without success.

Xu Can held her chubby hand and patiently taught her how to tighten the leather tendons so that they could shoot out, and to be precise.

The little girl tried it once and it worked!

"Wow!" She immediately said with great admiration, "It's really amazing!"

"Yeah," Xu Can raised his lips, hooked another rubber band around his index finger and circled, "My dad taught me how to deal with boys when I was a kid..."

Xu Can's throat choked.

After a pause, she reached out and touched the top of the little girl's hair, and said with a smile, "Now my sister taught you, if a little boy bullies you, teach him a lesson!"

The little girl tilted her face and seemed helpless, but said honestly, "I think it's not as fast as my fist to teach others," she said, clenching her fleshy little fist and shaking it.

Xu Can: "…"

Xu Can: "Pfft."

—

Xu Can just got home and received a call from Tong Mingyue.

She looked at the time and quickly converted, it should be evening. Just finished work?

"Hey."

"Well," Tong Mingyue asked in a gentle voice, "how did you think of collecting evidence to expose Chen Weijun's academic misconduct? Xu Qianwen is anonymous, can it be used as an internship material?"

Xu Can's heart skipped a beat, and he was caught off guard. He asked in a nonchalant manner, "How did you...did someone tell you that?"

"The last second," Tong Mingyue chuckled, "you told me."

Xu Can: "..."

With question marks all over her face, she opened her mouth and said incredulously, "Is it really deceiving me?"

Tong Mingyue said "um" again, "You're not strict, little girl."

Xu Can: "…"

Xu Can pinched his cheeks, cheered up, and pretended to be innocent: "What's wrong, I thought you were here to congratulate me on getting the offer."

"It's congratulations, of course."

She paused.

Xu Can hurriedly smiled and said, "And I'm brave enough to be righteous, so let's praise them together."

Tong Mingyue: "…"

In her few seconds of silence, Xu Can quietly sank in her heart, thought about it, and asked tentatively, "Are you unhappy that I do this kind of thing?"

"of course not…"

Tong Mingyue's tone was helpless, and she said softly: "...Everyone likes a child's integrity and fearlessness, but they are afraid that she may be affected and hurt..."

"It will be very worrying."

Xu Can snorted, raised his lips and said, "But I'm no longer a child."

"You are my little boy."

Xu Can: "I don't want to be your child."

After a while.

She heard Tong Mingyue whisper in a very soft voice, "Then... I'm a little sad."

"…

Xu Can couldn't help but raised her lips, bit her lower lip, and clenched her smile: "Because I'm not a child!" So it's not her child.

"Oh, it turns out to be a question of the major premise..."

Tong Mingyue seemed to think for a while and chuckled, but did not finish the second half of the sentence.

Xu Can: "Huh?"

Tong Mingyue: "Then you are, the upright and fearless little... Little Keren?"

The tone was soft and drowsy.

When she finished, she was obviously embarrassed. She coughed lightly, and changed the topic slightly faster and asked, "What's the ticket number?"

Xu Can paused for a while, but didn't answer.

She was teased by her tone: "…"

Fortunately, she didn't say this in front of her face, otherwise... the heart would really be overwhelmed.

She didn't answer for a long time, and Tong Mingyue gently fed her suspiciously.

Xu Can closed his eyes, and quickly explained his flight information in one breath.

Tong Mingyue smiled suddenly: "Okay, I will remember to pick up the plane."

Xu Can: "…"

That's right, she was just asking for the ticket number...

Xu Can covered his face and said a little embarrassedly, "Then you... don't remember it wrong."

"Promise not."

Tong Mingyue's tone was smiling, but she should be very serious.

Xu Can couldn't help but smile: "Oh."

before hanging up.

Tong Mingyue suddenly said something very naturally: "By the way, there is... the upright and fearless student Xu Can. Thank you."

"…"

Xu Can stood there for a long time, and hung up the phone, feeling helpless, silly, and crazy.

Then took a long sigh.

Why does she always know everything!

—

The setting sun was falling, and the sunset on the horizon had several layers of colors, all of which were shrouded in a layer of pale pink tulle. The clouds are piled up with gorgeous colors and move slowly with the wind.

Tong Mingyue stood in the kitchen, in front of the sink, with a demure expression.

The mentality is like an experiment, and it is both cautious and bold to do it. Before the "experiment", the materials are ready.

The meticulous steps are of course already in mind.

Half an hour later, two simple home-cooked dishes were completed, and two slightly more difficult dishes were still cooking in the pot. The fragrance wafted out, like a decent.

Professor Tong has never been really bad at anything that can be learned by studying.

As long as she really wants to learn.

Vegetables are served on a plate. On the surface, it doesn't look like a novice anymore.

I'm not yet proficient, and after a few dishes are finished, the sky shrouded in a light pink gauze is completely dark.

She turned and went to turn on the light in the living room.

A room with a faint yellow light, falling on the furniture of the same color. Usually it is an atmospheric and comfortable color. At night, the apartment of more than 80 square meters is inexplicably too quiet.

Tong Mingyue brought all the dishes to the table, sat down, and picked up chopsticks.

He was stunned for a few seconds for no reason, and when he lowered his eyes, he murmured very lightly: "...I have learned to cook."

"I can make it for you next time."