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Chapter 177

"Stop talking, I understand what you mean, I will restrain myself from going to Nuan Nuan during this time... But after that, I don't want to accept such a program again."

"Naturally, naturally!"

Old Liu let out a sigh of relief with a grin.

In the following days, Nuan Nuan and Han Che's time together became more relaxed.

Been busy for almost ten days.

The night before returning from work, Nuan Nuan was finally able to sit on the big rock on the top of the wild mountain with Han Che without any scruples, watching the bright Milky Way and the vast starry sky.

Han Che looked at it, somehow remembered something, and became a little silent.

Seeing Nuan Nuan, she thought he was tired.

After all, he is her assistant these days, and sometimes he is more tired than her.

Nuannuan is not a white-eyed wolf, she took a bag of sweet cakes from her backpack and handed it over.

"Here, this is a tribute to you! You have worked so hard these past few days. I never thought that an excellent international art master like you would be as good as my assistant."

After the joke, Nuan Nuan got up and walked behind Han Che, helping him squeeze his shoulders and tap his back.

Be attentive.

Han Che also enjoyed such a well-behaved Nuannuan, squinting his eyes, enjoying the heart-warming service while eating sweet cakes.

Nuan Nuan's nose trembled slightly, and she asked Han Che with a straight mouth.

"Is the sweet cake delicious?"

"Extremely delicious."

While talking, Han Che ate a piece in three or five mouthfuls.

Seeing that it was all about to be eaten, Nuan Nuan was in a hurry.

"You should leave me a piece!"

After finishing speaking, Nuan Nuan reached out and snatched it.

Han Che hid, Nuan Nuan grabbed it again, turned around, Han Che handed her all the bags.

"There are still several pieces of sweet cakes."

"It's almost there."

Nuannuan took it with a smile, started to eat it, and waited until he swallowed the last bite of the sweet cake before he patted his stomach contentedly and burped.

Seeing Nuan Nuan's contented look, Han Che naturally reached out to wipe off the cake crumbs still sticking to Nuan Nuan's mouth.

"Are you full?"

Nuannuan nodded, then looked at the starry sky ecstatically, with a look of amazement.

"The stars! The sky is full! After I came out of Mr. Gu's village, I haven't seen so many stars for a long time. I didn't expect to see such beautiful stars here..."

"The brightest silvery-white star above your head is Zhinuyi."

Han Che held Nuan Nuan's shoulders and pointed.

Nuan Nuan's eyes lit up, and she followed Han Che's finger.

"This one? What about the Cowherd?"

"Looking to the southeast, it's right here. Across the Milky Way from her, the star on the other side is Altair, also called Hegu Er. Next to it, there is a smaller and dimmer star on each side..."

"I know, those are the two children he picked out of the basket in the legend."

Nuan Nuan rushed to answer.

Han Che nodded with a smile.

"Correct solution! Then between them, the one shining in the middle of the Milky Way is Tianjin Four, the C position of the Summer Triangle."

"It's only been a few days of work, you already know the C position!"

Nuan Nuan is happy.

Han Che snorted, but didn't speak.

Nuan Nuan immediately thought of something, and Yi Liang looked at Han Che enviously.

"Your sister told me that you have a super-powerful brain called hyperamnesia. You can remember everything. I really envy you. How easy it is to go to school! It's so cool to be a genius!"

Han Che was silent for a moment before speaking.

"No, the amount of information is too much, the brain can't be overloaded, I will suffer from insomnia and fever, and I often miss classes. From childhood to adulthood, they look at me as if they were looking at a monster."

"Monster, monster?"

Nuannuan was stunned, and looked at Han Che in surprise.

How can this be?

Seeing that Nuan Nuan didn't believe it, Han Che gave an example.

When he was a child, he was only seven or eight years old, and every time he was walking to school alone with his schoolbag on his back, the children on both sides would automatically move out of the way, and then turned around to whisper.

"He recited the sixth grade text yesterday!"

"He can still do math problems in the second grade of junior high school!"

"Did you know that he is not a human, but a ghost! He is possessed by a repeat student!"

"Oh, it's scary!"

"Don't get close to him, maybe he will suck your lifespan and exchange his lifespan!"

"Wow, run!"

"..."

After some rustling voices, he was the only one left, and he continued to walk towards the school with a stubborn face.

What Han Che said was an understatement, but Nuan Nuan could feel how lonely and helpless the little Han Che must have been in that scene at that time. If it was her, I don’t know how many times I would cry, maybe my eyes are already blind from crying.

Thinking of this, Nuan Nuan stretched out her hand to cover Han Che's back, caressing it gently, with a distressed look on her face.

"You're not a monster, we all know that."

"These are actually nothing, do you know what is the most painful thing?"

Han Che turned his head to look at Nuan Nuan.

Nuan Nuan looked at Han Che's eyes seriously and quietly, and his eyes suddenly became painful and hot.

"The most painful thing is that sad things will never pass, they will always be in the present moment, forever."

For example, after Han Che's parents discovered his symptoms, they took him to the United States for medical treatment every three days.

Once, Han Che, who was still young, had a fierce argument with his father on the phone.

"I don't want to do any more tests! I'm not a patient! Not a research subject! Not a set of data..."

"I tried my best to send you to the United States. Only this university has an institution to study hypermnesia. You must complete all the checks, and you will not be allowed to come back if you don't!"

"Do you think it's strange to have a son like me like others? It's shameful?!"

Han Che's father on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then spoke slowly in an extremely painful voice.

"I'm worried about your body! You have a fever and faint now, more and more frequently, I'm worried about you..."

"This is my body, my life! I tell you, if you don't let me go back now, I will never go back!"

"If you have the ability, you stay in the United States alone!"

After Han Che's father finished yelling, Han Che immediately dropped the phone, shaking with anger.

The phone was left in the corner just like that, vibrating silently until it was turned off, but he didn't answer it.

After a long time, day and night changed.

Finally, one day, he calmed down, picked up the phone, charged it, and turned it on. There were countless missed calls and text messages on it, repeating: "Grandma is critically ill, come back soon."

God knows what kind of mood he rushed back.

When he was young, when he timidly pushed open the door of the Han family's old house, there were already mournful voices inside.

His sister Han Xue was also crying, his mother was also crying, and his father stood in a corner, grieving and silent.

Some of the guests who came to express their condolences looked sad.

Right in front, in the most eye-catching place, hangs the portrait of grandma, smiling kindly.

At that moment, he was like a thunderbolt, and he was so slumped that he fainted.

When Han Che said this, he didn't cry, but his eyes were full of tears.

(End of this chapter)