Shen Zhixing replied after holding for a long time, "it's not my old son, it's my father..."

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Research institutes are always quiet and rigorous. Only Iverson is slightly different here.

For half a year after entering the school, Shen Zhixing will be here when he has almost no class hours. Because Iverson is seldom in, he doesn't want to miss any chance to talk to the teacher.

On a beautiful afternoon, Shen Zhixing stood by the window with a skull on his left.

The right hand dragged a thick document. The boy's scallion fingertips crossed the skull and fell a point, then stared at the words in the literature and wrinkled his head slightly.

"When people fall in love, the frontal cortex, which is crucial for judgment, is closed. Research shows that the chemical dopamine in the brain of people in love is at a high level. Dopamine is the key to people's happy and painful experience. It is related to sex, addiction and happiness. The surge of this substance will trigger the brain to reward passion, which makes people very happy It's hard to give up love. "Therefore, the essence of love is a physical and chemical reaction produced by the increase of brain hormone secretion, which makes people lose their accurate judgment of things, and it's easy to be emotional. The gains outweigh the losses. This is where I and Engels differ on the family view. "

Xiao Qing didn't know when to rub against her, glanced at the literature in his hand, and then said seriously.

Shen Zhixing raised his eyelids after being slightly stunned. Xiao Qing, who can't see a smile, has a different charm. If she doesn't give her occasional advice, Shen Zhixing really can't imagine why this woman who is three years older than herself and whose life is 2 to a mess appears in Iverson's research room.

Xiao Qing's face showed a little complacency, and the next words were a little revealing. "Anyway, it's useless to give you more knowledge. It's estimated that it's difficult to understand a 17-year-old guy."

"18." Shen Zhixing emphasized.

Shen Zhixing put down the book in his hand, turned around, pinched his chin and saw Xiao Qing walking around the scientific research room. "You don't have a subject. Why do you want to stay here? Isn't the 21-year-old expert in love?"

Xiao Qing glanced back at Shen Zhixing, "I'm waiting for the teacher, okay?"

Reminded by Xiao Qing, Shen Zhixing paid attention to the time on the wall. It's true that Iverson has been out for a long time today, but it's no accident, because this master of China will always take on a variety of jobs. As long as the money is in place or the other party makes him interested.

Calm soon returned to the research room. But Shen Zhixing found that the sun in the afternoon was too full, and the words on the paper were a little dazzling. Pushing on his glasses, he rubbed the bridge of his nose and slowly turned his head.

Xiao qingduan sat at the table and lifted a page of books with his fingertips. He didn't read fast, but his movements were elegant and quiet. The sun shone on her back, and through the thin chiffon, the light cyan horizontal belt was vaguely drawn.

"Cough." the word "woman" instantly filled Shen Zhixing's brain, making him feel a little uncomfortable, as if the research room suddenly became smaller, so small that there was only a distance between two people.

"I seem to remember you said there was a class in the afternoon. Don't you have to go?" Shen Zhixing flashed his eyes and didn't look away.

"Well!"

Then came a dull sound of closing the book. Xiao Qing still croaked, "my God! Tess goddess's class, why didn't you remind me earlier?"

Shen Zhixing shrugged. In fact, he knew it long ago and didn't intend to say it at all.

A burst of messy footsteps, Xiao Qing paced out and accidentally hit the door fence. Embarrassed like escape. Shen Zhixing smiled and looked at Xiao Qing at the door and turned her head. "Iverson comes back. Remember to let her wait for me. I must seize this opportunity."

"OK."

Without Xiao Qing's research room, there is more seriousness and less interest. Shen Zhixing was uncomfortable around. He paced to the chair Xiao Qing had just sat in, and his body sank.

How to refuse others, but looking at this title page, Shen Zhixing lost interest. This is not the subject they should study. It shows that Xiao Qing seems to have some trouble recently. Who cares?

Shen Zhixing got up and looked at the time on his wrist. His eyes naturally fell to his feet. A little old canvas bag with a small DIY pocket sewn on it. Dirty, Shen Zhixing kicked him. But his eyes never left.

It's not a big problem to go to class without a backpack. But the textbook kicked out seems to be the subject of Tess goddess. Shen Zhixing tangled for a while. Then he picked it up with his head down and walked out of the door of the research room.

Shen Zhixing seldom meddles in such affairs, but Iverson once told him as a man that Xiao Qing needs to be taken care of. As a gentleman.

In front of the door of the ladder classroom, Shen Zhixing saw Xiao Qing with her head hanging down. Her long hair covered all her faces, looking like she made a mistake and regretted.

Tess goddess, famous at the University of London. Not because of how beautiful she is, but because you lack her class, you must not graduate. The talented but strange tempered female psychopath, the students from home, spread her so crazy.

Shen Zhixing pinched the book in his hand and walked towards Xiao Qing.

There was a scream in the classroom, and then the door rang. Shen Zhixing was stunned. After seeing Xiao Qing, another person came out. Johnson is a fellow medical student with Xiao Qing. Shen Zhixing knows him because Johnson always appears next to her from time to time.

"Hey, you're not really going to stand here all afternoon, baby. I'll love it."

Shen Zhixing leaned back and pasted it on the wall. He didn't think he should show up at this time. Johnson obviously did it on purpose. Xiao Qing lifted her long hair and tilted her head. When she saw Johnson, her expression seemed more painful.

However, the words were not so mean, "thank you for your concern. I'll just stand."

Johnson shrugged and flew an eye at Xiao Qing.

This scene was just seen by Shen Zhixing. He cursed in his heart, "if you look back and see how to refuse, you deserve to ask for it." Shen Zhixing squeezed the book in his hand and planned to leave.

Not far away, a movement of Xiao Qing held his footsteps again.

"I won't go, I really can't go." Xiao Qing didn't know how to go to Johnson's arms. He didn't move much and clearly struggled.

The British are different from the Chinese, especially men. On the surface, they are gentlemen, but they can't hide their enthusiasm, but the implicit nation can't resist sometimes.

Today, Xiao Qing wore a jump of white Capris and was torn and stretched, so she showed a beautiful curve. Shen Zhixing likes to see her naked ankles and the curve of her feet with short heels is very sexy.

Looking up, Shen Zhixing blackened half his face. He didn't know why he rushed out. When he reacted, Xiao Qingren had hugged him in front of him, and Johnson was looking at himself in amazement.

"Iverson is waiting for you. Don't you go?" Shen Zhixing still holds the textbook in his hand, and his face is not red or white.