Chapter 11 Forgetting

Shen Boyan left the coffee shop and returned home, still unable to calm down.

As soon as he opened the door, the torpedo jumped over. He knelt down and absent-mindedly stroked the cat skillfully. From the corner of his eye, he saw Cheng Wenjun walking out of the room wearing a bathrobe and wiping his hair.

The torpedo made a "meow" sound, suddenly jumped up and ran away.

Shen Boyan was stunned for a moment. The torpedo jumped too fast and returned to its nest in the blink of an eye.

He turned his head and saw Cheng Wenjun already standing beside him, the faint fragrance of shower gel mixed with the hot air from the shower hitting his face.

Shen Boyan subconsciously hid.

"Come back?" Cheng Wenjun didn't seem to notice his subconscious move and just asked him with a smile.

"Well." Shen Boyan stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower."

He hid from Cheng Wenjun and returned to his room.

The torpedo's behavior made him somewhat concerned. He thought for a moment and suddenly felt that the torpedoes seemed a little afraid of Cheng Wenjun. Why?

Shen Boyan kept an eye on it.

He had a business trip the next day and went to bed early that night. I took a taxi early in the morning and met Meng Tan at the airport, who was going to give a report at the meeting.

Meng Tan didn't seem to have slept well and was very tired. The two boarded the plane and after turning off their mobile phones, Meng Tan suddenly poked at Shen Boyan with some hesitation.

"Teacher." He asked, "What is your relationship with that... person that day?"

Shen Boyan was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly remembered that Meng Tan had such an expression when Cheng Wenjun came yesterday.

Could it be that Cheng Wenjun said something that made Meng Tan misunderstand?

Shen Boyan thought for a while.

He didn't want to continue to worry about this ambiguous relationship, so he said bluntly: "We are getting married."

Meng Tan frowned for a moment, then relaxed it again.

"I see." He smiled at Shen Boyan, "I haven't congratulated the teacher on the happy wedding yet."

"There's no wedding either." Shen Boyan shook his head, "It doesn't matter."

Meng Tan said "ah".

He then asked naturally: "Teacher, can I gossip, how long did you date before getting married?"

"...It didn't take long." Shen Bo conveyed this point vaguely, "We just met when we were kids. "

That's it."

The plane slowly slid into the runway. In the hum of the engine, Meng Tan said, "Well, same-sex marriage has been legal for so many years, and I really want to have someone to marry."

"Huh?" Shen Boyan was surprised, "You too..."

" I am." Meng Tan smiled calmly, "But I am a little insecure. I have to have a very good relationship to get married."

Shen Boyan sounded strange, and always felt that Meng Tan was implying. What.

But he couldn't figure it out right away, so he had to agree: "Yes, it's not a problem. You still have to be cautious when getting married."

"Yeah." Meng Tan nodded, "Teacher, you are quite happy too."

Then they We didn’t talk about this topic again.

The plane landed in K city, they rested for a night, and went to the venue the next day.

Meng Tan’s report was the first after the opening ceremony on the morning of the first day. He was a little nervous, holding the computer in his seat and silently trying to teach the ppt. Shen Boyan listened to his silent recitation and went through the ppt with him.

However, Meng Tan lived up to expectations and spoke well. He has a cheerful and casual personality. After explaining clearly and clearly on the stage, he answered several people's questions and then came down happily.

"I'm so nervous." After Meng Tan took his seat, he whispered to Shen Boyan, "Teacher, I was really afraid just now that I would make a joke by not distinguishing between the front and back nasals on stage."

"Actually, it doesn't matter." Shen Boyan told him , "Many people don't speak standard Mandarin, as long as you don't pronounce the wrong words."

The report continued. Shen Boyan listened attentively, and finally got in the mood to look at the people around him.

In front of him was a teacher from the school next door, whom he had met before; diagonally in front was a representative of a certain company, and he couldn't quite remember the name of the company. On the left...

Shen Boyan suddenly paused.

He seems to have seen the man on the left before.

The man had red phoenix eyes and was frowning slightly, as if he was listening carefully to the report on the stage. Wearing a suit with neat lines, he rested his elbows on his knees and lowered his bony hands, revealing the dark dial of his watch.

Shen Boyan thought - isn't this the person he bumped into in the corridor when he accompanied Cheng Wenjun to the banquet that day?

As if there were eyes on the back of his head, the man suddenly turned his head and looked in Shen Boyan's direction, catching his gaze.

Shen Boyan was a little embarrassed after being caught in the act. But the man smiled at him naturally and whispered, "It's you."

"...Uh." Shen Boyan blinked.

"What a coincidence." The man said, "Are you here to attend the meeting too?"

Meng Tan seemed to have noticed their conversation and glanced here curiously. Shen Boyan nodded: "Yes."

"My name is Meng Xinqiao, the heart of the heart, the bridge of the bridge." The man said straight to the point,

"I am the representative sent by Seener. Since It's such a coincidence, why don't we get to know each other."

Shen Boyan knew that although this company had a foreign name, it was an authentic domestic company.

His research content can be applied to the new products his company is developing, so there is probably no harm in getting to know him.

"Shen Boyan." He didn't know how to introduce his name. He paused for a while and then said, "Poisson's equation is the word of language."

"Poisson's equation." Meng Xinqiao smiled, "Look "Look, I should call you Professor Shen, right?"

His smile was polite, and Shen Boyan didn't feel like he was being mocked.

"Professor Shen is from University C, right?" Meng Xinqiao asked, "I just heard your student's report. It was very complete. I am very interested. I wonder if I can make an appointment to visit your laboratory later?

" It doesn't hurt either. Shen Boyan thought.

"Of course," he replied calmly.

"Then add WeChat?" Meng Xinqiao smoothly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "Is it convenient?"

"Convenient." Shen Boyan nodded, opened WeChat, and scanned the QR code handed over by Meng Xinqiao.

The first moment he added friends, Shen Boyan habitually looked at Meng Xinqiao's WeChat profile picture.

The avatar of Mengxin Bridge is very simple, it is just an antique arch bridge. The WeChat name is as simple as the avatar - just the pinyin of "Qiao".

Shen Boyan entered the names into the notes one by one without any difficulty.

When he raised his head, he saw Meng Xinqiao looking at him.

Meng Xinqiao's facial features were not too soft. Generally speaking, they were bland, not conspicuously handsome, and not that ordinary.

Coupled with those phoenix eyes, it is actually a little difficult to give people the first impression of being difficult to get along with.

But Shen Boyan didn't know why, but he didn't think of staying away from this person.

"...Have we met before?" He asked, remembering the inexplicable familiarity he felt in the corridor that day.

Meng Xinqiao quickly replied: "I have indeed seen it."

"When?" Shen Boyan was confused.

"In a barbecue restaurant, I accidentally touched your coat." Meng Xinqiao smiled, "Then I apologized to you - do you remember?"

Shen Boyan vaguely remembered that incident, But I can no longer remember what that person looked like.

"It turns out to be you." He understood.

"I had dinner with my friends that time." Meng Xinqiao said casually, "I went there once but didn't go a second time - it was too greasy."

"It's not delicious." Shen Boyan agreed.

"The rating of a certain software is still very high," Meng Xinqiao complained, "but it's just a false reputation."

"Yes." Shen Boyan nodded, "I haven't been there a second time."

They chatted for a while, and then Back to the report in front of me. There were not many people reporting in the morning. At the end, everyone went to the restaurant arranged by the meeting to eat.

Meng Xinqiao followed them as if he was already familiar with them, and found a table to sit down with Shen Boyan and Meng Tan.

"Have you ever been to K City before?" Meng Xinqiao and Meng Tan also talked.

"No, has Mr. Meng been here?" Meng Tan blinked.

"I've been here once or twice." Meng Xinqiao smiled, "There is a snack street in the South Square. Although it is very popular on the Internet, at least the food tastes good. If Professor Shen and Dr. Meng are free, they can go there for a stroll. Go shopping and check in."

"Okay." Meng Tan also smiled, "Thank you for the recommendation, Mr. Meng."

Shen Boyan did not participate in their conversation.

His phone vibrated, and a message from Shen Boxuan popped up. Shen Poxuan was in country A. He seemed to be taking a break from his busy schedule and ran to a square to feed the pigeons. She took a photo, in which pigeons were flying all over the sky, and one was so close that it almost blocked the camera.

Shen Boyan replied: [Where is this? ]

Shen Poxuan was not asleep yet, so he replied to him: [The park next to the company over there. 】

Shen Boyan asked: 【Alone? ][...]

Shen Boxuan replied with a string of ellipses: [No. ]

She asked again: [What happened to the torpedo? 】

【fine. ] Shen Boyan thought for a while and replied.

Perhaps because of the topic of torpedoes, he suddenly remembered that the torpedoes looked a little afraid of Cheng Wenjun.

This problem may need to be solved. Shen Boyan thought.

Go back and buy a pet camera, at least to see what happens when he is not at home.

While Shen Boyan was calculating, he opened the chat box with Cheng Wenjun.

The information in the message box was still from three days ago. Cheng Wenjun asked Shen Boyan if he needed to buy anything, and Shen Boyan politely replied "No".

Shen Boyan had a strange feeling in his heart again.

He suddenly realized that they didn't seem to have sent a single message in the past two days.

He seemed to have so easily forgotten the fact that there was someone at home.

And Cheng Wenjun couldn't think of him who was no longer around.