The wind blew between the cherry blossom trees outside the window. Lu Aiai sat by the window, looking at a kiwi fruit on the table, in a daze.

This is the third day since I hung up on Chen Ya. The fragrance of magnolia is floating in the air, and the wind is gentle.

"well……"

Looking at the kiwi fruit covered with brown hair, Lu Aiai sighed quietly.

Yan Yiting, who was sitting aside with a magazine in her hand, glanced at her and said:

"This is the seventh time today that you sighed inexplicably."

Lu Aiai came to her senses in a daze and asked in a hazy voice, "Has it been that many times?"

"Yes, maybe more than that. I've only been here for an hour."

"Alas..." Lu Aiai sighed again, her breath even more resentful than before.

Yan Yiting closed the magazine in her hand: "What's going on?"

Lu Aiai put her hand on her heart: "It feels very uncomfortable here."

"Myocarditis? Coronary heart disease? Insufficient blood supply to the heart?"

Yan Yiting opened her mouth slightly. Her mother had a heart problem and almost had a pacemaker installed. She had done a lot of research on this disease.

Lu Aiai shook her head: "I went to check and there's nothing wrong with it."

"Then why do you feel uncomfortable?"

Lu Aiai glanced towards the window, her eyes seemed to be looking at the distant place.

But when she took a closer look, she realized that what she was looking at was the kiwi fruit.

"This kiwi fruit is shaped like his head."

Yan Yiting leaned back, looked at her in disbelief for a while, and then asked in a low voice:

"How long have your symptoms lasted?"

"Do you feel uncomfortable in your chest? It's been about half a month."

"No, I mean, in terms of spirituality... forget it, it's nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything."

There are two words "love" in Lu Aiai's name, but she has never understood what "love" is until she is so old.

Her lack of absolute understanding of the concept of "love" causes her to appear very unfeeling on certain occasions, causing some innocent boys who pursue her to cry out "I love you without heart".

Lu Aai laughed at these people's opinions.

If there is no heart, the blood in the blood vessels will gather in the legs due to gravity, and eventually the blood vessels will burst and die.

Of course she means it.

Of course, she also considered that the expression "without heart" might be a figure of speech, which was actually an insinuation that she was not considerate of others.

For Lu Aiai, rhetoric is the enemy of academics.

This kind of imprecision in language can easily lead to mental laxity and cognitive ambiguity.

Using unrelated things to refer to another thing for a long time seems to reduce cognitive difficulty. In fact, this kind of laziness will inevitably damage cognitive acuity in a subtle way.

——This is what Lu Aiai thought in the past.

She thinks she can distinguish very well what is literary rhetoric and what is precise description.

Half a month ago, she had always thought that "heartache", "heartbroken" and "heart-breaking" were all literary figures of speech.

Until she saw Chen Ya kissing that woman.

At that time, she was really "heartbroken".

Now looking at the kiwi in the shape of Chen Ya's head, she felt "heartbreaking" and "poor to the liver and spleen".

It's a real feeling, not a literary rhetoric.

"I talked to him on the phone a few days ago." Lu Aiai put her hands on her legs and said to Yan Yiting with a dull tone, "I said we don't want to meet again."

Yan Yiting decided to respect her choice: "It might be a good thing for you to make up your mind to break off the relationship early."

"But, it hasn't healed here yet." Lu Aiai touched her chest, "On the contrary, it seems that it has been drained."

"...This is also a normal phenomenon."

"I thought it wouldn't hurt anymore." Lu Aiai turned to look at Yan Yiting, "Hey, Yiting, how can I stop it from hurting?"

Yan Yiting rubbed her forehead: "There is no other way, I can only wait for the great time for treatment."

"How long will it take? If it takes the rest of my life, won't it always hurt?"

"It shouldn't take that long..." Facing Lu Aiai, Yan Yiting felt a little unsure.

"Alas..." Lu Aiai frowned and sighed quietly.

Yan Yiting finally couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the kiwi fruit on the table, put it on a plate, and cut it in half with a small fruit knife.

"If you can't stand it, eat it! Half for you and half for me!"

Lu Aiai stared at the chopped-off head... No, Kiwi, suddenly trembled.

"Good news, good news!"

Yang Changshuo suddenly walked in the door waving a stack of paper, and was stunned for a moment when he saw Yan Yiting with green juice still on her lips.

"Yiting, are you there too? It just so happens that Bai Yujing is free this afternoon. I contacted him and he said he could come over in the afternoon."

"Well." Lu Aiai was still immersed in the sadness of losing Kiwi, and didn't feel much emotion about the news.

"Why don't you seem to be very interested?" Yang Changshuo was a little embarrassed.

According to his understanding of Lu Aiai, she should have been very excited - although maybe just raising her eyebrows and slightly opening her eyes would be considered very exciting to her.

But now she didn't even raise her eyelids.

"There is another news, but it is not good news." Yang Changshuo's expression became more serious. "The Gias Laboratory in the United States announced that it has found a dielectric material that can superconduct at room temperature at 21 degrees Celsius."

Even Yan Yiting, who had been out of the academic circle for a long time and turned into a peach-eating crowd, now opened his eyes in surprise: "What?!"

Lu Aai's eyelids finally raised: "How much pressure? What material?"

These two questions from Lu Aiai are critical questions. Being able to ask these two questions shows that her scientific research acumen is still there, and Yang Changshuo is a little relieved.

"They claim that it is close to normal pressure, a lutetium nitrogen and hydrogen material. The news report is here, you can read it yourself."

Yan Yiting held her breath.

The first industrial revolution was the invention of the steam engine, the second industrial revolution was the application of electricity, and the third industrial revolution was the application of atomic energy and computers.

If the fourth industrial revolution will occur in the future, then the room temperature superconducting sector is very likely to become its leader.

Lu Aiai studies room temperature superconductivity. If this technology is first discovered by an American laboratory... no matter from which angle, it will have a huge impact on Lu Aiai.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Lu Aiai took the newspaper, scanned it once, and finally raised her head and said: "It doesn't seem very reliable."

Yang Changshuo also smiled and said: "I think so too. This team has a criminal record. They let go of Satellite in the past two years and were retracted by Nature."

Lu Aiai put the newspaper aside. She is a very independent person. Since she has determined that the other party cannot threaten her, she doesn't need to worry about it.

"How about it, are you interested in falsifying it?" Yang Changshuo looked at her with a smile, "Have you also done research on lutetium, nitrogen and hydrogen materials? This news is hot right now, and that person is enjoying the praise that should not belong to him."

Lu Aiai thought for a while and said, "It has nothing to do with me, but I can give it a try."

"Just in time, I'll leave this topic to you and Bai Yujing." Yang Changshuo said, "He has other things to ask of you."

Lu Aiai didn't ask that person what he wanted from her.

If Yang Changshuo is willing to say it, then say it directly. If that person must ask for it, then wait until he talks in person.

To Lu Aiai, all this doesn't matter. What people who have never met are thinking about or worrying about, it doesn't matter to her.

Looking at Lu Ai'ai sitting there quietly, Yan Yiting quietly pulled Yang Changshuo aside and whispered:

"Professor Yang, have you noticed that something is wrong with Ai Ai recently?"

"Something's wrong?...When you say that, it does seem like something is wrong."

Yang Changshuo actually didn't notice the change in Lu Aiai's mentality at all. After hearing Yan Yiting's words, he thought it was because Lu Aiai's dressing style had changed, so he carefully looked at the changes in her image.

"She is lovelorn." Yan Yiting said with a complicated expression.

"Um??"

Yan Yiting's words caught Yang Changshuo off guard.

He didn't even know that Lu Aiai was in love, so he told him as soon as she got up, what was going on when she fell out of love?

It feels like the daughter you raised at home who has always been well-behaved suddenly comes to you one day and tells you that she wants a divorce.

"Wait a minute, what you said is too jumpy. Tell me slowly, what happened when you fell out of love? Who is she in love with? Who is the other person?"

Yang Changshuo pulled Yan Yiting into the corner.

Yan Yiting made a mouthpiece with her hands and whispered: "I don't know who the person she likes is. Anyway, she has been in great pain these past few days, and it has begun to affect her research."

Yang Changshuo frowned. Although there were not many scholars ruined by love, he had seen quite a few.
To be continued...