Chapter 131 This is the rhythm of being lonely.

Author: Dongmuhe

After dinner, as soon as she returned to the dormitory, the system began to urge her again. Song Hongguo was also curious and did not make any excuses. She simply opened it and saw what was written in it...

Good guy, is this an academic paper?

The two-page paper she read from beginning to end was hard for her to finish reading it. After reading it, she had a thought, "Xiao Tiantian, your male god is not only a foodie, but also a stunner. Is this the rhythm of loneliness?

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The first idea of ​​the system is that it is broken, and it will be over. Even if it is illusory and the filter belt is thick, it is still a bit exhausted at this moment. Who said that the paper is written too professionally and seriously, and the words are too serious and sophisticated

, let it try its best to find out even a little trace of ambiguousness, it has no way to start. It is worthy of being a genius researcher and a future scientist. This rigorous attitude is simply impeccable.

But this attitude is used to pursue a girlfriend... Wuwuwu, it is so desperate. The woman is unwilling to take the initiative without any urging her. The man finally took the initiative, but he turned the routine into a dead end.

At the critical moment, the love brain is still useful, and the system forced a praise, "The male god is not going to argue with you, it is showing his professional research spirit, just like a peacock spreading his tail, haha, it is all about attracting you

Pay attention, then, isn’t there a word called sword taking a different approach? Haha…”

Song Hongguo also laughed, "The sword is a bit off? It's indeed biased enough. It's going to be light years away, right?"

After saying that, he hummed a few sarcastic words from light years away. When he put this bgm on her, he thought about such a day? He asked if his face hurts?

How can the system admit defeat? The male god he chose must continue to spoil while kneeling and crying, "... The male god may also be too subtle. So what? In ancient times, didn't men like to express love to women?

, the male god may think so too."

After saying that, it admired itself as a little clever ghost, and also emphasized it confidently, "Yes, it must be like this, yes."

"It's so hard for you to be a dog licking. It's hard for you to use all means to clean him. Do you dare to open your eyes and say it again?" Are you still using things to illustrate love? You are not afraid that the ancients will jump out and beat it.

Although people use things to describe emotions, they don’t see ambiguous words, but they are all written in a lingering way. What Huo Minglou wrote is a serious dialectical book throughout the article, and they also quote various examples, data, and words are sonorous and powerful, even if they are not aggressive.

, but the lines also reveal a sense of recognition that she wants to agree with.

What is this not a slut? Didn’t I just stand on his side yesterday? Didn’t I just refute it? Is this serious? Can’t get through? Do you have to write a letter to argue with her?

Finally, I wrote a sentence, if you have different opinions, I hope to reply and tell me.

This is not a letter, is this a letter of war?

Seeing that her face was not good, the system did not dare to say good things for Huo Minglou anymore, and asked carefully, "Are you so embarrassed and angry? Because I guessed it was a love letter before, but it turned out to be a paper?"

Song Hongguo narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Do you say it again?"

The system shook his head violently, it dared not, it coaxed him in a slight manner, "Don't be angry, the male god is just serious, not deliberately arguing with you, he is an occupational disease, you see that he is strong for scientific research and for the motherland,

If you work diligently and devote yourself to your efforts, don’t bother with him, okay? Can you still expect a science and engineering man to understand his style more?"

Song Hongguo snorted, but did not respond.

The system couldn't help but ask, "Do you reply to him?"

Song Hongguo sneered, "I'm a dog if I care about him."

"...Okay, it's a good time to abuse your wife. If you chase your wife, the male god should also suffer some abuse. A small abuse will make you happy, and a healthier abuse will be." After the system was depressed, he coaxed himself, and he was not so desperate.

If you really can’t fall in love, then you can fall in love and kill each other. Anyway, the two of them just need to be together.

Song Hongguo folded the letter at will, then put it back into the book, and only took the money away. Thinking about it in a few days, Han Ying helped to return it. She didn't want to see him again for the time being.

Who knows...

Sometimes, God likes to mess with people, and the more you don’t want to see them, the more you will encounter them.

No overnight stay.

In the afternoon, Song Hongguo took advantage of the outpatient clinic and went to the ward. Li Xiu was about to be discharged from the hospital. At least she gave her a look, so she went for a follow-up visit, which was a beginning and an end. Hu Xiuli, and she also cared about what the wound looked like.

The postoperative anti-inflammatory drugs I use now were all eliminated in the previous life. She was unsure of using them, so she could only feel at ease if she saw them with her own eyes, so she would have a lot to do in the future.

As a result, it was so coincidental that when she finished her work and was about to return to the clinic, she saw Huo Minglou. He was carrying a bag in one hand and a middle-aged man in the other, and was walking into the first-floor lobby.

The two of them looked at each other and suddenly they met.

Song Hongguo couldn't pretend to be invisible, so she didn't mention the depression in her heart.

But this coincidence was obviously an unexpected surprise for Huo Minglou. He rarely greeted him actively, and his tone was less cold and alienated, "Doctor Song."

Song Hongguo forced a smile. She was a polite person and could not turn against him in public. Before, she heard others calling him "Hou Gong" and thought it was a respectful title. She didn't want to respect him, but she felt so strange when she called him Comrade Huo, so she gritted her teeth and shouted.

He said "Mr. Huo" and said hello.

After saying hello, she thought she could go to Yangguan Road. Who knew that Huo Minglou had something to say, "Which department is Dr. Song in the ward?"

"...Observer and Gynecology." This answer ends the topic, right? After all, the man he was supporting was obviously not going to obstetrics and gynecology, so she would not be able to use her.

However, there is still the following.

"Can you help me? My teacher is not feeling well. I want to take him to the ward to rest first, but I am not very familiar with the hospitalization process and am afraid of delaying time..." Huo Minglou said very clearly, with the expectation in his eyes

It's also very clear.

Song Hongguo, “…”

She didn't want to help, and she wanted to roll her eyes. After writing such a paper for her, how could she feel embarrassed to open her mouth?

The opposite of her thoughts was true. Huo Minglou felt that after writing that letter, he was more willing to ask for help. After all, both of them had communicated, so the relationship was one step closer, so what he said was not burdened.

, and even a little inexplicable joy, as if there was a reasonable excuse.

At this moment, the system was nervous and didn't dare to say a word, let alone show excitement, for fear that the male god would take off the game again, and it had to wait for the rescue at any time.

"Minglou, this Dr. Song is your friend?"

Before Song Hongguo could think of how to answer, the middle-aged man who had not spoken suddenly spoke. Only then did she look over and a guess flashed through her heart.
Chapter completed!