follow my heart

Chapter 40

That sentence, some people can be liked, some people are not suitable to be liked.Meng Buqing didn't have the slightest idea after thinking about it for most of the night. She took out her mobile phone and was ready to ask for help.

With two dark circles.

Meng Buqing swiped the screen with his fingertips, flipping through his contact list up and down.

After much deliberation, she repeatedly excluded Qin Zijin first, then top, and then again... She finally made an appointment with Cui Youran.

If you want to get effective answers from others, ask your own questions sincerely.Meng Buqing didn't want to come out, but she could tell the truth to Cui Youran, after all, she also knew Cui Youran's secret.

At 09:30, the cafeteria was empty, only a few people were eating.Cui Youran, who had just finished the group meeting, was so hungry that her eyes turned green. She lowered her head and ate tomato egg noodles while listening to Meng Buqing talk about her troubles.

Listen to the last question.

The noodle soup was still very hot, so she picked up the iced milk tea and pressed it from time to time.

The contrast between hot and cold made tears flow.

Cui Youran raised her eyes, stared at Meng Buqing with eyes glistening with tears, and asked in disbelief: "Can't you understand this sentence? What's wrong with you?"

Meng Buqing: "..."

Meng Buqing sighed, leaned back on the chair, and asked with his cheeks: "Then do you know the relationship between the rank of the matrix and the rank of the vector group?"

Cui Youran lowered her head, ate again, and said vaguely: "There are differences and connections. The rank of a matrix can be calculated as the rank of a vector group, and the rank of a vector group can also be calculated as the rank of a matrix. Take Zhang Here is the draft paper, and I will write you the specific formula."

"..."

She actually did know.

Meng Buqing was speechless, amazed, and could only say: "You deserve to be a master of both arts and sciences!"

Cui Youran raised her face, and a smile appeared slowly from the corner of her lips, which seemed to be a half-smile, "Next time, change to a difficult topic, and I must recite one of the postgraduate entrance examinations. May I ask who are you looking down on?"

Meng Buqing quickly surrendered: "Then I don't know, and I haven't passed the postgraduate entrance examination either! Senior sister!"

Said pitifully, "So you teach me a lot."

Cui Youran's vanity was fully satisfied, and her stomach was full at the moment, she put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth and said, "It literally means, some people are suitable for me, and some people are not suitable. It is useless to be tempted by unsuitable people, It is a waste of time, energy and resources, so a reasonable person can fully control it."

Meng Buqing nodded, then stared at her: "Really? Can you too?"

"Yes," Cui Youran said seriously, "I've been widowed for too long, and my heart can beat many times a day."

Meng Buqing straightened his sitting posture: "For example?"

"For example, this morning, when I was going to have a group meeting, I ran into my brother on the bus. He was sitting in the front seat, and the bus was very crowded. I was standing with a big schoolbag on my back. At the middle stop, there was half a minute before getting off the bus. Standing on the road, I suddenly felt that my schoolbag was slightly hooked, turned my head, and saw my brother walked to the back door, ready to get off, and he vacated a seat."

Meng Buqing listened thoughtfully: "He got out of the car early to give up his seat for you."

"Well, we haven't spoken to each other from the beginning to the end. He knows that I'm socially afraid and doesn't like to greet others." Cui Youran continued, "Then when he arrived, a little later than usual, he held an egg in his hand. The pie is eating. He used to skip breakfast."

Meng Buqing thought carefully.

"In order to give you his seat, he went down halfway to buy breakfast. But he didn't say anything."

The wonderful thing about this man is that he didn't talk, he didn't give way, he didn't give girls the choice to accept or reject.

She can sit or not sit in the vacant seat.

And he just went to buy himself a breakfast on the way.

Even if he usually never eats breakfast.

Cui Youran nodded: "Yes, to be honest, I was moved a little bit, but it was useless, he and I are not suitable, no matter how many times I am moved."

Meng Buqing's eyes were confused: "Why? It's useless to beat your heart many times?"

"Because I am very clear that the object of my heart is not him, but the situation, the atmosphere, and the comfort of being respected by that socially phobic person. It has nothing to do with him, and I feel the same way with another person," Cui Youran's eyes were indifferent, and her tone was straightforward, "He is a man, and I can only have friendship with him forever, and no matter how many times my heart beats, I will never have any desire to cross the line."

The corners of Meng Buqing's lips twitched: "It's so cruel, and it also proves in reverse that don't try to win over straight girls."

"Yes, unless the other party is not straight in the first place, those who can be bent because of being moved are all unsteady in their minds and don't know what they want. Such a person, even if they are bent temporarily, when the time comes, they will be moved. When the threshold is full, people will go straight back.”

These words made Meng Buqing's heart twitch: "If the person I like is a straight girl...she would never give me a temporary chance."

"So who do you like?" Cui Youran stared at her excitedly, speaking in a natural tone, "Is it that Aunt Ji who lives with you?"

When she said this title, she suddenly curled up her lips and smiled viciously.It seemed cool to call it that secretly.

Meng Buqing didn't notice.

After a few seconds of silence, she nodded slightly.

The excitement in Cui Youran's eyes became brighter, "Oh, then let me tell you, you don't need to consider whether she is a straight girl or not. Just fast forward and find a way to make her feel that you are the right person."

"Why? Do you have Ji Da? Has your Ji Da sounded?" Meng Buqing stared at her firmly, his heart beating like a drum, "How can you be so sure, tell me more reasons, let me judge with dialectical thinking .”

Cui Youran: "..."

Cui Youran frowned and thought, unable to explain, she could only say impatiently: "I say yes, do you believe it or not! Just say you believe me or not?"

The coquettish tone of a child is completely different from the calm and calm military adviser just now.

It became Cui Youran's usual appearance.

Meng Buqing couldn't help but smiled, "Okay, of course I believe you."

Meng Buqing frowned, and asked seriously: "So how should the other party feel that he is the right person?"

Cui Youran enthusiastically came up with an idea: "It's very simple, take the initiative, but don't let people find that you are chasing her. Say some ambiguous words in a measured way, do some caring things in a measured way, so that the other party thinks you are very suitable. , I want to try it with you."

Appropriate, it is really easy to understand when disassembled like this.

Meng Buqing nodded suddenly, caught off guard, and asked, "Have you and your Professor Qi worked together before?"

"..."

"..."

Cui Youran stared at her for a few seconds, then looked away, picked up the chopsticks to scoop up the remaining noodles.

She took a few sips of noodle soup with the stainless steel bowl in her hand, wiped her mouth clean, and then said sullenly: "Can I be in the same fate as yours? My side is in hell mode."

This is admitted.

Meng Buqing sat up straight, with bright eyes, clearly the same expression as Cui Youran just now: "How come, I read what was written in your space, each one is very sweet, I wish I could refresh it every minute Is there any new progress?"

This is true, she also lamented that it is worthy of the writing style of the author of Lily Cookie.

Writing secret love can be so sweet.

"Because I only record happy things," Cui Youran smiled helplessly, "I don't write everything on it."

She restrained her expression and told Meng Buqing: "In short, you have to remember the core points. All ambiguous words and actions must be flat and natural. One can retreat or retreat, and the other is that only unintentional sweet words are the sweetest."

Meng Buqing said with interest: "For example, I want to hear the example of you and Professor Qi. You have said something nice to her recently, let me learn from it."

Cui Youran was silent for a while.

A little embarrassed, but still agreed under her burning eyes.

Whispered: "Well, for example, she said she didn't sleep well, and I said, I know why, because you were running around in my dream last night, running around."

"..."

The corners of Meng Buqing's lips rose.

I was really sweetened by her soft tone and natural words.

Seeing her reaction, Cui Youran smiled, "My director is also very fond of this kind of thing. She likes that I am both modest and blatantly fond of her. But she doesn't say anything, she is very coquettish."

In her eyes, there are innocence and cunning, two completely different contradictions softened together.With measured restraint and tenderness.

Looking into her pair of slightly round almond eyes, even if Meng Buqing is full of thoughts at the moment, he can feel that she is beautiful.

Indeed, who would not be moved by this.

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Meng Buqing returned home, cooking, summarizing what he learned from Cui Youran today.It seems that I know a lot, but I am not sure how to use it in practice.

Just finished cooking.

She heard the sound of the keys, and hurriedly went to open the door for Ji Wan: "You're back!"

"Yeah." Ji Wan smiled when she saw her, "I'm back."

Two people went into the kitchen to get the dishes.

The steaming hot dishes on the table are still stable in color, fragrance and taste.

Holding the chopsticks, Meng Buqing held back his words and asked after a while, "Did you sleep well yesterday?"

She stares at her.

"pretty good."

Ji Wan didn't notice anything special.She was looking at the plate of baby vegetables in soup in front of her, researching whether the crisp green leaves floating next to it were lettuce.

I am also embarrassed to ask.

Because I don't eat lettuce, I can't tell whether it is lettuce, cabbage, or cabbage that has been cooked.Inevitably some embarrassment.

"..."

Meng Buqing choked, this sentence was quite good, and immediately interrupted the next words completely.

After thinking about it for a while, she pursed her lips into a smile.

Dimple shallow, "Then you must be very tired from work today, right?"

A particularly concerned tone.

"It's okay," Ji Wan looked up, looked at her expression, and said calmly, "Maybe, thinking of having you at home makes me want to continue working hard every day."

The plain words hit Meng Buqing directly.The coexistence of ambiguity and spontaneity in Cui Youran's advice suddenly flashed through her mind, and she felt that it made sense, and the effect was indeed very good.

It's a pity that the objects are reversed!

She raised her face, her heart was pounding and she was puzzled, and asked in a daze, "Why?"

Ji Wan put her elbows on the table, leaned forward, and suddenly raised her hand to pinch her face, and said with a smile, "Do you still have to ask?"

Meng Buqing didn't speak, frowned, his eyes fluttered, and he changed his words after a while: "Then why do you always like to touch my face?"

"..."

Ji Wan's eyes moved, and she looked at the little girl in front of her very seriously.I thought about it.

Because it looks good.

She wanted to try it a long time ago.