Exclusive Memory Chapter 6 Part 6

 However, regarding Mu Chenghe, Senior Brother Li only knew some insignificant things, nothing more than news about his academics. I heard that Mu Chenghe was very busy recently, and he had to go to a small southwest town to do wind tunnel experiments.

"Wind tunnel?" I wondered.

"That's right." Senior Brother Li said mysteriously: "I also heard from a senior who followed Mu Chenghe unintentionally. He said that their boss probably wants to go to the Southwest for an experiment. What kind of experiment can a person like him go to the Southwest for? It must be the wind tunnel, the Southwest is where we have the largest aviation wind tunnel test center in Asia."

"Wind tunnel?" I continued to wonder, "What is a wind tunnel?"

"A very important part of aircraft research. Wind tunnel tests can simulate various data on the effects of airflow on objects."

"Our school is so strong, how can our teachers still go to that kind of place?" I don't understand.

"How can they send a school to come out? It must be a project of the military." Brother Li corrected me with a tone of admiration.

Military……

I started to get a little dizzy.

Is it possible to build a stealth fighter? Or a large domestic aircraft?

As Senior Brother Li said, in the next period of time, there was no news of Mu Chenghe, and his profile picture on MSN was always gray.

Later, I accidentally opened the Yahoo mailbox, only to find that he had already corrected my cover letter that night and sent it back to me.

The temperature outside gradually increased.

I took advantage of the weekend to bring some thin clothes from home to school and passed a café on the way from the neighborhood to the station. When I pass by the window, I like to see my looming silhouette on the glass, so I naturally look inside.

That coffee shop is very big, and according to Bai Lin, it is an American chain brand. Sometimes, some fashionable young men and women will be seen either chatting or playing with laptops on their laps. The only time I pushed the door open was not to drink coffee, but to accompany Bai Lin to borrow the toilet.

Then, at this moment, I saw Song Qiqi in front of the round table against the glass wall.

A man sat across from her.

There are two white mugs on the table.

Two people are chatting.

It only takes me a glance to see that Song Qiqi has fallen in love, because when she speaks, the corners of her mouth are raised, and her eyes are shining with joy. The diligent, studious, silent and modest Song Qiqi is a little different from the usual.

The light inside is not strong, and the glass is somewhat reflective, so I can't look closely at the man's appearance. However, nowadays, except for Mu Chenghe, I don't care much about the appearance of any man, it's not interesting.

I thought of the last time Zhao Xiaotang said that a man sent Song Qiqi home, it must be this man.

I mischievously hid outside to call Song Qiqi.

"Where are you?" I asked knowingly.

I..." Song Qiqi picked up my phone, glanced at the man opposite, and said unnaturally: "I'm making up lessons with others."

"Bah bah bah. Qiqi, you lie to me. You're in Starbucks with a man in a fine corduroy suit."

"Where are you?" She stood up awkwardly and looked around with her phone.

I walked out the glass and giggled at her.

When she saw me, she widened her eyes, said a few words to the man, and ran out with her handbag.

The man turned his gaze towards me and nodded politely. Now, I didn't know what to do, so I had to imitate Bai Lin's usual dog-leg behavior, and raised my right hand to my face.

I don't have much judgment about the age of the opposite sex, I can only see that he is older than us, probably about the same age as Mu Chenghe, not more than thirty years old.

Song Qiqi came out and grabbed me, "Why are you here?" ”

"My family lives nearby, haven't you been there?"

"Let's go. Take the bus," she said.

"Huh?" I was surprised, "You're leaving?"

"I'll go back to school with you."

"No, you guys go ahead, I'm not here to stir things up."

"It's not what you think." Song Qiqi hurriedly explained.

"How do you know what I'm thinking?" I asked back.

"I..." She finished her sentence, and then her face turned red. She has a different personality from Bai Lin and me, and she doesn't like talking to others at all.

On the way back, the two of us sat on the bus, and Song Qiqi never spoke.

I finally couldn't help but ask, "Who is he?" ”

"My old neighbor from my hometown."

"Just a neighbor?"

Song Qiqi nodded.

"You have at least a dozen or more old neighbors in our department. I have never seen you so enthusiastic and drink Starbucks. Last time Zhao Xiaotang mentioned that a man sent you back to school, was that also him?" I said.

She nodded again.

"Then why were you angry when Zhao Xiaotang mentioned him to us last time?" Zhao Xiaotang is different from us, and because of this, she had a cold war with Song Qiqi for a long time, and it was not until this semester that the thaw began.

Song Qiqi stopped talking again, and turned to look out the window.

It was past five o'clock on Sunday afternoon, which was the peak time for traffic.

The bus was full of people coming and going, we sat in the corner of the last row of the car, Song Qiqi was by the window, I was next to her, and next to me was a middle-aged aunt holding a bag of supermarket shopping on her lap, loudly reviewing the shopping experience just now in dialect with her companions in front.

After a while, just when I thought Song Qiqi would keep silent about the man, she suddenly spoke.

"His name is Xiao Zheng, he is not only from my hometown, but also my teacher in high school." Song Qiqi said while turning her head.

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