Chapter (65)
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When the cold wind blows, time disappears very quickly.
Another week passed, and on Saturday night at home, Tao Ling finally got a reply to the paper he submitted to the journal in early autumn, which was just a rejection notice.
After studying for a doctorate for several years, he was used to receiving rejection notices. After reading the email, he calmly sent a message to Kou Huai: "One kill and the achievement is achieved."
Kou Huaiha made a long list and said: "The efficiency is high enough. We killed them in just two months. Keep up the good work. This conference in Beijing will publish a journal, but it will be of no use. Good articles are still reserved for submission."
The two chatted for a few words, and Tao Ling clicked on Wen Qingying's profile picture.
Wen Qingying almost never posts to WeChat Moments, and there is no background picture. There is only a solitary picture, which is the same green daisy as the avatar.
But Tao Ling was still used to clicking in and taking a look when nothing happened.
After struggling for a moment, Tao Ling sent a message: "The paper I submitted more than two months ago was rejected."
Wen Qingying: "Ah? Will sir's paper also be rejected?"
Tao Ling smiled: "Whose paper has never been rejected?"
"That's right." Wen Qing responded.
His tone sounded very brisk. Although the communication was still through text just like when face to face, due to the distance of the Internet, it seemed that he could really hear him.
Tao Ling was browsing Tieba before receiving the new email. He still remembered the sentence he saw a few days ago, where Wen Qingying said that he had a lover.
But the topic of being single was abrupt no matter how he asked it. Tao Ling didn't know how to be more natural. The key was not to tell Wen Qingying that he had been paying attention to him.
Thinking about it, he had no choice but to give up, and after a few casual conversations, Tao Ling suddenly remembered that today was Saturday and asked, "Didn't you open the door today? Where were you?"
Wen Qingying: "Have you ever been to the flower shop, sir?"
Tao Ling: "I didn't go, I just passed by last week and found that you don't seem to be open on Saturdays. I forgot to ask you."
Wen Qingying: "Yes, I give myself a day off on Saturdays and don't open the door."
Tao Ling: "Where are you going on vacation?"
The news came after a while. Wen Qingying said: "Wandering around. I will also go to the cemetery, just like I used to go with my husband."
Tao Ling thought for a while and said, "How about we go to the cemetery together next Saturday?"
Wen Qingying responded quickly: "Okay, sir."
Tao Ling: "See you on Monday."
Wen Qingying: "See you on Monday."
After talking to Tao Ling, Wen Qingying was about to take a shower when a call came in from an unknown number.
He hung up as a habit, and a text message immediately came from the other end: "Wen Qingying, please stop lying. I know you can hear me. Answer the phone!"
Wen Qingying took a deep breath, but before she could move, the text message came again: "What happened last week was not me! I couldn't do such a despicable thing! Even if I want to smash your store, I can't let others do it!" "
After reading this sentence, Wen Qingying blocked the number and then sent a message to Bai Guan: "Brother Bai Guan, my number will not be used tomorrow. Please tell her not to harass others. I will keep my promise." Brother Bai Guan, please be considerate of taking Yunnan away, and please don’t disturb my life again and again.”
Bai Guan took a long time and replied: "I'm sorry Qingying, she hasn't been in a good mood these past two days."
Wen Qingying didn't want to say anything anymore, but finally added: "Please don't come to the flower shop again, otherwise I don't know what I will say to Nan Nan."
Bai Guan: "Okay, sorry."
After class on Friday night, Tao Ling and Wen Qingying walked back to the flower shop together as usual.
Now that I am used to communicating face to face using WeChat, it is much more convenient to not have to push my phone around, but Tao Ling feels a little regretful in his heart.
He didn't want to think deeply about what he regretted specifically.
Sitting in the shop, chewing an apple, Wen Qingying suddenly asked: "Sir, when I was in class just now, I saw in your courseware that each Taoist school is trying to establish its own orthodoxy. This orthodoxy What exactly does sex mean?”
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