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not sure.

Zhang Jue sat there, thinking for a long time but couldn't come up with the answer.

"Forget it, let's go."

Zhang Jue patted his butt, Yang Xue looked at him, hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?" Sensing that something was wrong with Yang Xue, he asked, "Uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." Yang Xue smiled and shook her head.

……

The time is wrong, the occasion is wrong, the atmosphere is wrong.

Yang Xue no longer had the courage she had back then.

Simply two people work together, don't be in a hurry.

She is not a child, she has passed the age where commitment is needed to feel safe.

It is enough to see him laughing and scolding every day.

Yang Xue persuaded herself like this.

The two had been away from the site for too long, and something like this happened again, so they went back to the site by car according to the plan.

It was eight o'clock in the evening, and the conductor told them that there was the last bus bound for the suburbs.

Good luck.

While waiting for the bus, Zhang Jue had already returned to his idle manner, and no longer continued to dwell on the matter just now.

This is also one of the reasons why Yang Xue likes him.

In Zhang Jue's dictionary, there seems to be no such words as sorrow and boredom.

No matter when, what he exudes is full of positive energy.

Because it was the last car, apart from the driver and the two of them, there was only one other passenger, and the long bus seemed deserted.

After the two sat down, Zhang Jue stretched vigorously. It seemed that after a night of fighting, it didn't have much impact on him.

"Before I went to you, I assigned experimental tasks to those little bastards. Believe it or not, when we go back to make a surprise inspection now, they must still be making up their homework in the laboratory—"

"Isn't that what you were like when you were a kid?"

"One pen for one person, one miracle for one night, Dr. Yang Da, don't tell me you are not like this."

"I usually finish my homework a few days before the holidays."

"Wow, it would be nice if we were classmates, and I can borrow yours to copy—huh?"

The two were joking, Zhang Jue stretched, and suddenly a card fell out of his trousers pocket.

Zhang Jue picked it up, only to find that it was a ticket, a train ticket.

When he got on the bus, he had already handed his ticket to the ticket inspector.

Where did this one come from?

He stared at the ticket for a long time without moving, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Yang Xue was about to drink water, noticed his movements, and looked over curiously.

"It's nothing."

Zhang Jue held the ticket in the palm of his hand without any trace, and put on a smiling face again.

"A scrap ticket, I don't know who lost it, where did we just talk about?"

……

Thanks to Mr. Qin Zhidao for the reward.

Chapter 335 I Like You

Site14 is located in the suburbs, and it takes about two hours for the bus to drive to the nearby station.

Yang Xue was thinking about her own thoughts all the time, and fell asleep without knowing it.

Waking up in a daze, she felt that the atmosphere in the car was a bit oppressive.

The passenger in front got off the bus at some point.

The driver was in the cab, and she couldn't see it from her angle.

It gave her the feeling that she and Zhang Jue were the only ones sitting in the back of the whole bus.

The car drove all the way to the suburbs, and there was only a street light after a long distance. It seemed that it was still foggy, and it was impossible to see the scenery outside.

Yang Xue thought of those plots in horror movies for no reason, and was in a daze for a while.

"woke up?"

Seeing her open her eyes, Zhang Jue next to her smiled.

"Do you want to drink water?" He said, opened the lid and handed it to her.

"Um……"

Yang Xue rubbed her temples, took a sip of the water, and held it in her hand.

"Did you...didn't you take a break? Just talked to..."

She felt that something was wrong with Zhang Jue.

Although there was still a smile on her face, she just felt that something was wrong.

"No, who am I? It's okay to fight professional households."

"..."

Yang Xue turned her head to look at him, trying to read more from his expression, but most of the time he had a smirk on his face, and Yang Xue couldn't tell the difference.

Could it be that I am too sensitive?

She shook her head.

"Dr. Yang, how long have we known each other?"

Zhang Jue spoke suddenly.

Yang Xue was startled, and replied casually: "One year and five months, why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"It's nothing, it just feels like time flies by."

"um, yes."

"I remember, when I first met you, you were very fierce. You were holding a notebook, and you didn't have a good face with anyone. That Dr. Li looked like a pug when he saw you."

"How can..."

Yang Xue wanted to deny it, but her voice became smaller and smaller.

When Zhang Jue was not here, she was indeed stricter with those researchers.

Do the same with yourself.

Zhang Jue chuckled, and didn't intend to expose her.

"After we went down the stairwell (087), I realized that the famous Dr. Yang would also be afraid."

Hearing him talk about the past, Yang Xue blushed a bit: "It's not that you deliberately told ghost stories to scare me."

"Just kidding, how could I do such a boring thing." He denied it solemnly.

"Whoever does it is a puppy?"

"Wang!"

"..."

In terms of shamelessness, ten Yang Xues are no match for Zhang Jue.

Seeing his proud look, Yang Xue couldn't help but smile.

Sometimes he is like a cunning old fox, and sometimes he is like a naughty child, which makes people helpless.

After laughing for a while, Zhang Jue stretched, and leaned back on the chair with his eyes closed.

"Tired?"

"is a bit."

"Just now you said you weren't tired."

"Just now was just now, now is now."

Yang Xue resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and said softly, "Let me press it for you."

Zhang Jue opened his eyes and tilted his head: "Alright."

The chairs of the two were side by side. Zhang Jue lay on his side and lay on Yang Xue's lap.

Feeling Yang Xue's slender and fair fingers gently pressing on his temples, Zhang Jue let out a satisfied sigh.

The girl's hands were soft and cold.

It is very comfortable to knead.

A year ago, at the 701th anniversary ceremony of Jiangzhou University, he fought against [-] (The Hanged King), lost his mind, and finally fell into a coma. She seemed to press him in the same way.

Zhang Jue opened his eyes, and Yang Xue smiled at him, probably thinking of the same thing.

Feeling the soft lumps on the back of his head, Zhang Jue shook his head and rubbed against it.

Yang Xue blushed and hit him, but didn't stop her, allowing him to take advantage of something unknown.

The two have been through a lot together.

I don't know how many times I have experienced life and death alone.

Although Zhang Jue has never been serious, flirting with her verbally, and sometimes touching her, but he has always been very careful.

Just like last night, even if Zhang Jue sneaked into her bed, she would not refuse.

But he didn't do that.

Because the two haven't confirmed their relationship yet.

Yang Xue looked at his profile and knew that it was his responsibility.

Zhang Jue has always been such a person.

He takes responsibility for everything he does.

Either good or bad.

He seems to be fooling around, but he is a straight man with a bit of machismo in his bones.

Yang Xue had already seen him clearly.

What is it like?

Like is that you find that the other party has many advantages.

what is love?

Love is when you find that the other person has a lot of flaws, but you still like it.

"Um……"

Zhang Jue snorted comfortably, and slowly got up from Yang Xue's lap.

"Don't press it?" Yang Xue looked at him, and it didn't take long.

Zhang Jue smiled at her: "Let me give you a massage."

This is the first time the two have been together for so long.

Yang Xue always felt that he was a bit strange, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

But as long as he's here, nothing else matters.