Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 860

This morning, Luo Binhan was tearing open a new bag of salt when the doorbell rang.He deliberately got up earlier than Zhou Yu, and poured all the salt left in the seasoning box into the steaming coffee pot, hoping to see if Zhou Yu could tell the difference.He thought in his heart that he couldn't, because Zhou Yu's dependence on caffeine was completely functional. Even if he boiled coffee like a pot of dirty water washed with burnt rags, Zhou Yu would probably drink it while reading journals go down.

Just when he was considering whether his prank could really achieve the effect, the sudden sound of the doorbell made him exert some force on his hand.The salt packaging bag was almost torn in half, and salt grains were scattered everywhere on the cooking table.Luo Binhan cursed vaguely, then walked over to check the cat's eyes.

It was just after dawn at this time, and he couldn't think of anyone who would pick this time, and how to clean up the spilled salt bothered him even more.But as soon as he saw who was ringing the bell outside the door, the salt and the mischief slammed out of his head.He instinctively took a breath, stood there for a few seconds, and then opened the door as if nothing had happened.

If this was a visit with clear intentions, then the young man standing outside the door at this moment—it was already difficult for Luo Binhan to use the word youth to describe him—it didn't look like he was prepared at all.In fact, when he and Robin Han met face to face, he looked taken aback.That reaction also made Luo Binhan secretly puzzled for a few seconds, suspecting that he had misunderstood the other party's intention.a coincidence?Just to find Zhou Yu?In order to ask some questions to the seniors of the same major?He did see that the other party was still carrying a heavy black schoolbag.

But then, he noticed that the other party had regained his composure.The current college student didn't ask anything after seeing his sudden appearance, but waited a little nervously.So Luo Binhan thought again: No, this is not a coincidence.He knew it before he came.

"Come in." Luo Binhan greeted him.

Luo Jiaotian walked in slowly.Luo Binhan originally wanted to take advantage of the silent few seconds to observe the other party carefully, but the latter walked with his head pressed down, and people who were taller than him could hardly see his face clearly.Luo Binhan can only see some traces of the past from his posture and clothing: still a little fat due to lack of exercise, and a hunchback caused by long-term desk work, low-key and plain black sports jacket, a piece worn in high school Swiss mechanical watch.On his cheek near his chin, Luo Binhan also saw a small sunken red mark, like a scar left after healed acne.

He walked in, silently put on a pair of slippers prepared for him (after all, few people would come to Zhou Yu's house as guests), and then stood still in the junction area between the entrance and the living room.He seemed to feel that he shouldn't sit on the sofa talking to himself, but he didn't have the courage to greet Luo Binhan himself.He never speaks first when there are strangers or elderly people, this has not changed at all, and it has even become worse-he used to always nod and say hello when he saw Robin Han.

Those who were not familiar with him might take this silence as arrogance, but of course Luo Binhan knew what was going on.Luo Jiaotian's character is exactly the opposite of his name, his greatest wish might be to escape into the ground so that no one can find him again.In Luo Binhan's opinion, this is of course an unrealistic idea, and sooner or later it will be a bigger problem, but he doesn't intend to forcefully pull an unripe radish out of the ground right now.He also knew that Luo Jiaotian was very unwilling to be alone with him, it seemed that every time he was present, Luo Jiaotian would become more silent and anxious.

Sometimes he would think about this question a bit insidiously: If he talked about the illegitimate child of a rich man in front of Luo Jiaotian, or the scandal of a celebrity cheating in marriage, would Luo Jiaotian turn around and run away?Or try to become a total invisible person?He really couldn't imagine Luo Jiaotian's angry appearance, even though he knew that a clumsy person might have amazing explosive power in his bones.No, Luo Jiaotian is not the kind of person who seems to be plain but actually has strong colors.He's really a good-natured and unhappy nerd at heart, and the more you stress and torture that kind of guy, the thinner and paler he becomes.Even on the day when the coffin is closed, this kind of person will be no threat to the outside world.

how could this be?Luo Binhan couldn't help asking himself.Even he didn't know where Luo Jiaotian's temperament was formed, after thinking about it, he didn't look like either of his parents, like a water lily growing out of dry land.But so what?Things could not be easier, or more terrifying, if reproduction could inherit precisely all the characteristics of the previous generation.

Luo Binhan sat him down in the living room and asked him if he had breakfast.Luo Jiaotian paused for a few seconds bluntly, as if he forgot whether he had eaten or not.Luo Binhan estimated that he was either nervous or afraid to eat with him.

"Anyway, Zhou Yu hasn't gotten up yet," he said to Luo Jiaotian in a casual tone, "I'm just doing something casually. You don't have anything you can't eat, right?"

Luo Jiaotian nodded stiffly, so Luo Binhan went into the kitchen again, trying to get him something to drink first.The embarrassing thing is that a considerable amount of salt has been put in the big pot of freshly brewed coffee, and he is sure that Luo Jiaotian's taste is fine.He had no choice but to find another drink, and just as he was rummaging through the cabinets, he heard Zhou Yu's bedroom door open.Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yu and Luo Jiaotian greeted each other.

"Why are you here today?" He heard Zhou Yu ask.

Luo Jiaotian replied in a very low voice, probably because he didn't want the answer to reach the ears of the third person.This move was meaningless at all, because Luo Binhan could always ask Zhou Yu about this matter.Even so, in fact, Luo Binhan has already heard clearly—for some reason, he really has a good hearing now.

"I want to borrow some study materials." He heard Luo Jiaotian answer.This is a surefire answer, because Zhou Yu's home does store a large number of professional books, some of which seem to be quite unpopular from the title, and Luo Binhan probably is not so easy to find online.However, he did not forget Luo Jiaotian's reaction before entering the door, and he couldn't help but suspect that learning and communicating was just a superficial reason.

If Zhou Yu had the same idea as him, at least Luo Binhan didn't detect it from his voice.Zhou Yu just continued to talk with Luo Jiaotian about school and professional courses, and then walked into the bathroom.Taking advantage of this time, Luo Binhan casually fried some leftover steaks from last night, and added a few omelettes.As the omelette sizzled and took shape in the pan, he couldn't help but think of the old saying: You can't make an omelette without breaking the eggs.But in private, he always thought this sentence was a bit weird, because he couldn't think of anyone who would feel sorry for the eggs used when making omelets.Who can't bear to break an egg?A battered hen?But what consolation is there to a hen in a quiche made by sacrificing her eggs?What an inexplicable warning to the world.

When he went out with the plate, Zhou Yu was already discussing the title of a certain book with Luo Jiaotian.It seems that Luo Jiaotian is not sure what kind of symptoms the X-ray photo of the human torso represents, and Zhou Yu is pointing out to him which places represent typical features.Very typical, he heard Zhou Yu emphasize that it can be recognized at a glance in textbooks, but it is rare to encounter such perfect cases in clinical practice. He has a book dedicated to this type of special cases, which can make Luo Jiao Take it back for a day and read it slowly.Luo Binhan almost rolled his eyes.Very typical, he also said in his heart, photocopying and scanning or posting a few photos on chat software can solve the problem, but nerds rarely think of such an effective solution.They seem to have a general fetish for paper books.

As soon as Luo Binhan appeared, Luo Jiaotian stopped asking questions.He silently put the book back into his schoolbag, and followed Zhou Yu's movements to get the cup and coffee pot.Luo Binhan had to stop him with a bit of embarrassment, and put a can of squeezed juice in front of him: "You can drink this."

Luo Jiaotian didn't say anything, but looked a bit cramped, while Zhou Yu looked at the coffee pot suspiciously - it was more than enough for three people to drink.

Luo Binhan said seriously: "I put arsenic in it."

Zhou Yu agreed, and began to slowly sip his own cup.Luo Jiaotian sat nervously, as if waiting to see if Zhou Yu would really die suddenly.

"How?" Luo Binhan asked, "What do you think it tastes like?"

Zhou Yu explained to him that highly purified arsenic should have no taste in theory, and if arsenous acid is formed after slight dissolution, it may taste a little salty.But that is a theoretical situation, after all, it has a lot to do with concentration, impurities and solvents.From the known cases in history, poisoned people often don't taste anything, they just rush to death.

Luo Binhan pondered for a few seconds and asked, "But don't you think it's a bit salty?"

Zhou Yu tried to drink two more sips, and told him with certainty that arsenic would never reach this level of saltiness, even if it had impurities.

"Indeed," Luo Binhan admitted, "I poured half a bag of salt into it."

Zhou Yu nodded clearly, approving this reasonable explanation, and then took two sips.Luo Jiaotian looked at them rather confused, but Luo Binhan just shrugged and pushed an omelette to him.

"Don't think about how your teacher Zhou lives," he said to Luo Jiaotian, "he is a god."

Until then, Luo Jiaotian seemed to understand that this was just an irrelevant joke.But this didn't make him any more comfortable, like a tiger prawn poked by his finger, eager to bury himself in the sand.The situation is simply worse than it was two years ago.

For a brief moment, Luo Binhan felt a smoldering fire rolling in his stomach, making one want to smash something immediately.He even felt a little irritated thinking that Luo Jiaotian was so stupid... No, not stupid, just clumsy and slow.It may be unreasonable to say that a person who can achieve such excellent test results is clumsy, but he looks more like a raised animal, bloated and harmless, trembling with fear of unfamiliar surroundings.No hunter would be proud of dealing with this kind of livestock, and they would even think it was too cruel, leaving no chance for the prey to escape.But if such an animal is slaughtered, no one will really take it seriously.There may be a few affectated sighs, some talk of kindness and such, but when it comes time to serve, no one will stop chopsticks for it.How can a person get himself to this point?It seems that all the same kind around him are predators in the upper reaches of his food chain.

Luo Jiaotian glanced at him suddenly, as if he wanted to ask him something, but in the end he still lowered his head and ate his own portion.Luo Binhan's out-of-control anger suddenly disappeared.Of course he knew that what he thought just now was somewhat unfair, because in the final analysis, all the troubles he was about to face were not caused by Luo Jiaotian.They just happen to be sucked into a maelstrom, some can swim and some can't, some are in swimsuits and some are completely naked.He just had a problem he had to figure out.

After this depressing breakfast, Zhou Yu went into the study to find a few books that he thought Luo Jiaotian could use.Luo Binhan took this opportunity to stop Luo Jiaotian who was about to follow.

"Time to chat?" he suggested.

Luo Jiaotian was naturally very nervous, but he didn't panic, and obviously knew that this was inevitable.Luo Binhan then suggested that they go downstairs for a walk together instead of being locked in the house.He didn't hesitate to agree.Luo Binhan got up to get his coat, and signaled to Luo Jiaotian that he didn't need to bring that heavy schoolbag with him.

"I heard that you did well in the college entrance examination," he said while putting on his shoes, "so... now you are Zhou Yu's junior?"

Luo Jiaotian nodded.Luo Binhan asked again: "How did you become interested in studying medicine?"

He didn't get an answer right away, and when they got to the elevator, he heard Luo Jiaotian say: "I think medicine is very interesting." That voice didn't sound very enthusiastic.

"Well." Luo Binhan said, "Then what kind of disease are you interested in? I mean, you also plan to study heart disease and the like?"

Luo Jiaotian immediately denied this.He hurriedly said that what he was studying now was only basic courses, such as basic anatomy, basic chemistry, cell biology and so on.These are just public courses for the medical profession, and he is far from being qualified to talk about specialized diseases.

Robin Han actually knew all this.He has seen Zhou Yu's textbooks for a long time, and the daily life of medical students is nothing new to him.But he still pretended that he didn't understand at all, so that Luo Jiaotian could describe it more carefully.This is a simple trick, just to make Luo Jiaotian relax first, and it really works.When their topic was away from family and focused on the campus life that Luo Jiaotian was most familiar with, the latter's voice sounded much smoother and more confident.After all, this is what he is good at, Luo Binhan secretly thought, studying a topic might be easier than dealing with a family member, at least for Luo Jiaotian.

They walked slowly along the green road full of yellow roses, from the gate of the community to the fork at the end of the road.Luo Jiaotian lowered his head, staring at the small piece of road under his feet, letting Luo Binhan decide the direction.He always walked like this outside, but he never bumped into anyone, Luo Binhan thought it was quite strange.Perhaps misfits have the knack of noticing strangers approaching without sight.

"You should also go out more often." Luo Binhan said, "Exercising your body and so on. How is your relationship with your roommate now? Hang out together once in a while?"

"Sometimes we go out together." Luo Jiaotian said very cautiously.

"Maybe you can try joining an interest club." Luo Binhan suggested, "Find something else to do besides studying. No matter what, you can't do nothing but study, right?"

Luo Jiaotian agreed, but also could not hear any enthusiasm.Luo Binhan felt that it was difficult to continue talking about this topic, so he paused, and continued: "Of course it depends on your own opinion, but it will indeed be good for you to take a walk outside. It is good for you to be healthy. On the one hand, and when you've seen enough bad things, you'll find that you have fewer worries. After all, good and bad are compared, and you know, I went to Africa for a walk...and learned a lot."

Luo Jiaotian glanced at him quickly, and Luo Binhan couldn't help suspecting that he hadn't hidden the gnashing of teeth in his tone, but he still emphasized with a pleasant face: "It's very beneficial. Especially to cultivate some interest in animals and plants, of course, you can also get to know each other." More friends——Speaking of friends, I forgot to ask, did someone tell you that I was here with Zhou Yu today? Maybe it was someone from your school?"

He tried his best to ask the last few sentences casually, so as not to arouse Luo Jiaotian's uneasiness.But for some reason, Luo Jiaotian looked at him in astonishment, even more surprised than he expected.After a while, he heard Luo Jiaotian say: "I received an email saying that you have returned. I want to confirm with the senior first."

"Email?" Luo Binhan asked, "Who sent it to you?"

Luo Jiaotian was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly took out the phone from his pocket.He looked at the screen again and again as if to make sure, and finally raised his head and said, "I thought... it was you who sent it."

(End of this chapter)