Although Duan Hengye looked mature and rational, he also had a very childish side to him.
For example, Duan Hengye was like a child who promised his parents that he wouldn't watch TV anymore, but when the parents left, he picked up the remote control again. As soon as the office door closed, he switched the image on the screen back to the document and continued with his work.
Although Duan Hengye's work schedule had been very chaotic recently, when it was time, the robots in the office still followed the previously set program and sent his breakfast through a special robot channel. Duan Hengye's work desk was very large. Other than a lit up screen, there was nothing else on it.
The position where the breakfast was placed was a little far from Duan Hengye and the screen. Therefore, Duan Hengye, who was once again immersed in his research, didn't notice that the robots had helped him put breakfast on the table again.
Time always flew by when one was working seriously. After an unknown amount of time, Duan Hangye, who had completed a portion of his work, finally moved his gaze away from the screen. Because he had been looking at the screen for a long time, Duan Hengye's shoulders and arms were very sore at this time. He sat up straight and subconsciously reached out his hand to hit his shoulder hard.
It was also at this time that Duan Hengye finally saw the breakfast on the table. The food in the research institute was uniformly matched by nutritionists. Not only did it taste good, but the color and color were also very pleasing to the eye. Therefore, after seeing the few white porcelain plates on the table, Duan Hengye realized that he was a little hungry.
Seeing this, Duan Hengye stood up from his seat and stretched. Because the desk was very large, it was difficult for Duan Hengye to reach the breakfast in front of him from where he was sitting. Therefore, after getting up, Duan Hengye circled around the desk, then walked over to pick up the milk and bread that had been cold for who knew how long.
Although the research institute didn't advocate extravagance and waste, of course, breakfast wasn't just these two simple things. Duan Hengye chose to pick them up because these two things weren't affected by the cold and heat, and also because they saved more time.
Therefore, after standing up and eating the bread, Duan Hengye once again sat down at the desk. At this time, the robot poured him another cup of coffee. The entire room was once again enveloped in the mellow aroma.
Up until now, even Duan Hengye himself didn't remember how long he had been working continuously. After sitting down again, looking at the data, Duan Hengye couldn't help but feel sleepy. He yawned, then gently rested his chin gently on his palm, and began to slowly look back at his work record.
Although Duan Hengye's office was connected to his office, recently, it wasn't the first time he's's't's's. After eating, Duan Hengye's mind couldn't help but feel drowsy.
Just when Duan Hengye's eyelids couldn't help but feel sleepy and wanted to just lie here for a while, a notification popped up on his optical computer again — Someone is requesting to enter the office.
Every time he received this notification, Duan Hengye would first click on it to see who it was. However, because he was too sleepy right now, after seeing this notification, Duan Hengye didn't click on it for the first time. Instead, he gently pressed the button to open the door.
Other than Su Mingge, there was probably no one else who would come looking for him at this time.
Duan Hengye, who almost fell asleep, was half a beat slower. After pressing the button to open the door, he gently closed his eyes to relieve the soreness caused by looking at the screen for a long time. Then, he moved his gaze to the door.
"Su …" After looking up and seeing who was standing at the door, Duan Hengye completely swallowed the rest of his sentence.
Why is Meng Jinhuai here? Duan Hengye couldn't help but reach out his hand to gently rub his eyes. After confirming that the person in front of him wasn't his illusion, he finally looked at Meng Jinhuai with a strange expression on his face: "… Is there a problem with the documents?" Duan Hengye really couldn't figure out why Meng Jinhuai suddenly came looking for him.
After all, as the marshal of the military, Meng Jinhuai's daily life was busier than his. If it wasn't for something big, Duan Hengye didn't think that Meng Jinhuai would suddenly change his already arranged itinerary.
After hearing Duan Hengye's question, Meng Jinhuai didn't answer. As he got closer and closer, Duan Hengye finally realized … Why does Meng Jinhuai have a serious expression on his face?
A second ago, Duan Hengye was still sleepy, but when he saw Meng Jinhuai's expression, his sleepiness instantly disappeared. Even though Professor Duan wasn't a very imaginative person, when he saw Meng Jinhuai's rare serious expression, he instantly thought of countless possibilities in his heart.
However, when Meng Jinhuai saw Duan Hengye's nervous expression, he finally put away his serious expression. Meng Jinhuai stood across from Duan Hengye's desk, then suddenly sighed at him. After walking through the door, Meng Jinhuai noticed that there was a pile of breakfast in the corner of Duan Hangye's desk. It was obvious that he hadn't eaten much, and there was also a strong smell of coffee in the air. It was obvious that Meng Jinhuai was just casually dealing with it.
When Su Mingge sent the message just now, he had already explained in detail what happened in Duan Hengye's office and his current condition. But when he walked over, Meng Jinhuai realized that Su Mingge's words were not exaggerated at all. In fact, he was even being tactful.
When Meng Jinhuai first saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little angry. Logically speaking, the marshal was usually rational and calm. He rarely got angry, let alone get angry over such a "small matter".
But no matter what his mood was, when he walked closer and saw Duan Hengye sitting there dozing off, the anger in Meng Jinhuai's heart subconsciously disappeared in an instant.
Standing across from Duan Hengye, Meng Jinhuai also sighed softly, then said softly to him, "You can't just focus on work and ignore your health."
After that, Meng Jinhuai sat on the chair opposite Duan Hengye. He hesitated for a moment before continuing, "… The results of the last physical examination were not optimistic. You should pay more attention to your work and life than others." Meng Jinhuai raised his head and looked at Duan Hengye. "How many hours have you been working?" he asked.
Duan Hengye was not a good liar, not to mention that his acting skills and "mind-reading" ability were far inferior to Meng Jinhuai's. So after hearing the other party's question, Duan Hengye gently bit his lips and answered honestly, "Maybe a dozen hours … I didn't calculate."
Unlike when he was chatting with Su Mingge, when faced with Meng Jinhuai's question, Duan Hengye felt a sense of guilt, so he was not as confident as before.
After hearing Duan Hengye's tone, Meng Jinhuai stopped talking about the previous topic. He got up again and looked at Duan Hengye's breakfast. He couldn't help but frown and say to him, "The work will never be done, and the most difficult time to crack the document has passed. The most important thing you should do now is to go back and rest for a while. You can continue after you recover. "
After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye looked at his holographic screen again with some hesitation. But before he could say anything, he was completely intimidated by Meng Jinhuai's "You have to listen to me." He then obediently saved the document and turned off the holographic computer.
… As a marshal with countless soldiers under his command, Meng Jinhuai's tone was slightly cold, and it would make people feel oppressed. Although Duan Hengye was not Meng Jinhuai's subordinate, this trick was also very effective on him.
Although Meng Jinhuai did not come to Duan Hengye's office many times, he was also familiar with the structure of the office. Meng Jinhuai knew that Duan Hengye lived here for a long time, and as the director's office, there was no lack of things here. But after Duan Hengye got up, Meng Jinhuai continued to say to him: "Let's go back to the residential area, you need to rest well."
Meng Jinhuai's tone did not leave any room for Duan Hengye to refute.
In fact, in most cases, Duan Hengye was not a person who compromised easily. But he subconsciously knew that his recent behavior was indeed not good, so Duan Hengye did not refute Meng Jinhuai's words.
A few of the staff outside Duan Hengye's office had seen Meng Jinhuai before, but no matter what, the marshal appeared behind them without saying a word during working hours. No matter how they thought about it, it was a very scary thing.
A few minutes ago, Meng Jinhuai suddenly appeared at the door of Duan Hengye's office. After seeing him, all the conversations in the office stopped immediately. Not only was Meng Jinhuai's aura as strong as before, but there was even a faint sense of pressure around him … So even though the marshal was standing in front of them, no one dared to greet him.
Because of his appearance, the atmosphere in the office was stagnant for a moment. Everyone could not help but hold their breaths, then watched Meng Jinhuai walk into Duan Hengye's office.
After the silver-white door slowly closed, no one dared to speak. They even maintained their previous posture and didn't dare to move. But at the same time, the internal chat system of the Yeti Empire Mecha Research Institute suddenly flooded with messages.
Without exception, those messages came from this office area.
About ten minutes later, there was a sudden notification sound in the quiet office area. People familiar with this sound knew that it meant that the door of the Duan Hengye's office was about to open. So after hearing this sound, the staff who were slacking immediately turned their attention back to their work interface … Then, they secretly observed the door from the corner of their eyes.
After a while, the office door opened, and Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai walked out together. Because they had been working at the door of Duan Hengye's office, everyone had unknowingly become accustomed to his recent state. So this time, everyone's attention was focused on Meng Jinhuai.
Unlike the serious look when he entered the door, in just ten minutes, Meng Jinhuai's mouth suddenly raised a small arc. Even the "black gas" surrounding Meng Jinhuai just now had disappeared. Everyone could see that Meng Jinhuai's mood was visibly better.
After Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai went out, they stopped talking, but there was a transparent barrier between the two of them. Obviously, they were in the same space as the two of them, but everyone felt like they were excluded by the two of them …
Even though they didn't go home for a while, because of the robot's care, the house was always in a state where people could live at any time. Even though the distance from the research building to the residential area was not far, because of the lack of attention on work, Duan Hengye's stomach began to ache for a long time.
Even though Duan Hengye deliberately endured it, his subconscious action of pressing his stomach and slightly frowning eyebrows made Meng Jinhuai notice something was wrong.
After entering the door, Meng Jinhuai very naturally took off the black military jacket he was wearing, then hung it on the hanger at the door. Meng Jinhuai glanced at Duan Hengye, who was moving slowly due to the discomfort in his stomach, and said to him, "A Heng, sit on the sofa and rest for a while. You can catch up on sleep after dinner."
Meng Jinhuai's voice was particularly gentle when he spoke. After saying this, he gently touched Duan Hengye's head. In fact, Duan Hangye had already discovered long ago that although he usually had a serious appearance that couldn't be any more serious, Meng Jinhuai had a pair of "smiling eyes".
Right now, Duan Hangye and Meng Jinhuai were already very familiar with each other. However, when Meng Jinhuai was speaking just now, Duan Hangye was close enough to see the other party's expression. Furthermore, he had been touched on the head and killed, so he couldn't help but become a little dizzy. After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye replied with an "Oh." Then, just like Meng Jinhuai said, he walked to the sofa and sat down.
After a while, Duan Hengye realized something …
He seemed to have stopped the cooking robot at home a long time ago, so why did Meng Jinhuai ask him to sit here and wait?
Duan Hengye couldn't help but stand up from the sofa again, then he looked in the direction of the kitchen. At this time, the marshal was standing alone in the beige kitchen. He gently rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, then bent slightly, and rummaged through the room temperature cabinet in front of him.
It looks like Meng Jinhuai is going to do it himself?
Duan Hengye couldn't help but be a little surprised, but he was more curious. Even though his stomach was a little uncomfortable, after drinking the hot drink that had just been served by the robot on the table, Duan Hengye walked in the direction of the kitchen.
When Meng Jinhuai heard the footsteps, he also turned around. He looked at Duan Hengye and smiled, then said, "Although my cooking isn't as good as Professor Duan's, I still have to give him some face." Meng Jinhuai deliberately said this in a joking tone, especially when he said the words "Professor Duan", the smile on his face couldn't help but widen a little.
Recently, Duan Hengye had been too busy with work, and he hadn't been so relaxed like now for a long time. Therefore, after hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, he also cooperated, which was rare for him. Duan Hengye first pretended to think for a while, then he said to Meng Jinhuai, "Okay, barely."
Maybe it was because of the extended lifespan, the "childishness" of young people in this era was stronger than on Earth, and it lasted longer. Even though Duan Hengye was now famous in the interstellar, if one looked at his age alone, he completely fit the word "young".
In the eyes of people who knew Duan Hengye, he always had a calmness and maturity that was rare for people his age. Probably because Meng Jinhuai knew about Duan Hengye's childhood experience, after seeing Duan Hengye's current state, Meng Jinhuai's mood became better and better.
The drug that the royal family used to monitor could affect the brain and nerves, causing the user's emotions to be dulled. Meng Jinhuai knew that the toxins in Duan Hengye's body were still deposited, and the damage caused by the drug had not been healed. But after a period of metabolism and physical development, the drug's effect on his emotions gradually weakened.
After drinking the drink, Duan Hengye's stomach was no longer as uncomfortable as before. But when he spoke, Duan Hengye still subconsciously supported himself with one hand on the bar counter. Seeing Duan Hengye's action, Meng Jinhuai temporarily stood up and closed the door of the thermostat room.
Meng Jinhuai turned around and walked to the living room, then brought the hot drink over. "If you want to stand here and watch, then drink some more," Meng Jinhuai said to him.
Despite the ups and downs in his life, Meng Jinhuai was still born into a top interstellar family. Since he was young, Meng Jinhuai was surrounded by a bunch of robots, taking care of everything in his life. Logically speaking, someone who grew up in this kind of environment should have had everything taken care of.
But Duan Hengye knew from a long time ago that although Meng Jinhuai's movements were a bit rusty, he still knew how to cook. Now that he saw his natural movements, Duan Hengye once again realized that Meng Jinhuai was very attentive when taking care of people.
Although his movements were not as practiced as Duan Hengye's, Meng Jinhuai's steps were still very clear in his mind. After passing the drink to Duan Hengye, Meng Jinhuai began to prepare the raw materials for use later. The nobles of the Yetian Empire received strict etiquette education from a young age, and Meng Jinhuai was no exception. What he was doing now seemed to have nothing to do with the word "nobles", but in Duan Hengye's eyes, Meng Jinhuai's movements were also incomparably elegant.
There was a high stool by the bar outside the kitchen. Duan Hengye stood there for a while, then sat down on the stool. After noticing that Duan Hengye was looking at him seriously, Meng Jinhuai also temporarily slowed down his movements. He turned around and asked Duan Hengye, "What's A Heng thinking about?"
"… I'm thinking, did you learn this when you were young?"
Although Duan Hengye did not finish his sentence, Meng Jinhuai still understood what Duan Hengye meant. Meng Jinhuai carefully washed the vegetables in his hands as he shook his head and said to Duan Hengye, "No, when I was young, the situation in Nan zhuxing was much worse than it is now. Other than the basic classes, the usual classes were related to mecha. Now … "He paused for a moment, then continued," These are all things that I learned in recent years. "
When Duan Hengye heard Meng Jinhuai's answer, he could not help but be a little surprised.
As a marshal, Meng Jinhuai had always been a disciplined and strict person in the Galaxy. Although Meng Jinhuai had countless admirers and had a lot of records and videos of him growing up, no one seemed to know what kind of entertainment Meng Jinhuai had in his free time.
… No, it seemed like Meng Jinhuai was not in the same dimension as "entertainment" and "leisure". That was why Duan Hengye was so surprised when he heard Meng Jinhuai's answer. In fact, it was not only the ordinary people who were far away from Nan zhuxing and the military, even people who were familiar with Meng Jinhuai sometimes couldn't help but deify him.
Now that he heard Meng Jinhuai's answer, Duan Hengye suddenly saw the "ordinary" side of him.
In fact, Meng Jinhuai was not "born to be on the battlefield" like the articles on the Galaxy Network said. He also loved ordinary life. In his rare leisure time, Meng Jinhuai would even study how to cook and always pay attention to the condition of the people around him.
This was the side of Meng Jinhuai that no one else in the Galaxy knew about, and this side was only known to him.
When Duan Hengye thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart. His eyes still followed Meng Jinhuai's movements, and after thinking of this, he finally couldn't help but smile.
Although Meng Jinhuai was washing the vegetables, he was also paying attention to Duan Hengye from the corner of his eyes. After seeing his expression, Meng Jinhuai's heart couldn't help but soften. He took out the washed vegetables, then put them on the bar next to Duan Hengye and said, "Okay, don't mind it if it's ugly."
After chatting with Meng Jinhuai for a while and drinking some hot drinks, Duan Hengye's stomach felt a lot better. Meng Jinhuai's movements were not very proficient, so his speed was a lot slower. However, Duan Hengye didn't seem to be in a hurry at all. Instead, he sat there quietly and watched the other person's movements.
Time slipped away during this intermittent conversation. Although the two of them were involved in the recent file deciphering work, when they were preparing the meal, Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai tacitly didn't mention this matter. If someone else was in this room and heard the conversation between the two, they would never think that these two people were the Army's marshal and the director of the Mecha Research Institute. Their conversation was no different from that of a normal couple in the Interstellar.
Although Meng Jinhuai had a good grasp of the steps and the heat, he was still lacking in practice. After a while, Meng Jinhuai finally finished a table of simple home-cooked dishes. Although the speed was a little slow, the thermal insulation in the Interstellar was excellent. Even after such a long time had passed, the things he had prepared earlier were still warm.
The only robot in the room that was responsible for housework brought the food to the table. After washing his hands and sitting at the table, Meng Jinhuai looked at the time and said with a little guilt, "Sorry, it took a long time."
"It's fine, it's fine." When Duan Hengye heard Meng Jinhuai's words, he quickly shook his head and took a deep breath. "It tastes great."
Duan Hengye didn't lie. Even though Meng Jinhuai's movements weren't very skilled, the smell of these home-cooked dishes was enough to whet one's appetite.
Compared to the food Duan Hengye made himself last time, the food on the table now looked a lot more simple. However, when Duan Hengye looked at the food on the table, he felt like he could understand why people liked to post food on the Interstellar Web.
Actually … he really wanted to show off.
After a long time of internal conflict, Professor Duan finally did something that was extremely out of character. He took the optical computer and used the automatic mode to take a picture of the table. After seeing Duan Hengye's actions, Meng Jinhuai wasn't surprised. In fact, he took two steps back.
The dishes that Jing Guan had just cooked were very simple, but because of the good control of the fire, the dishes on the plate looked very good in the photos. Meng Jinhuai just steamed two bowls of steamed egg soup. There was a small shrimp on each bowl, and it looked especially beautiful on the white porcelain plate. Because Duan Hengye's stomach wasn't feeling well, in addition to the stir-fried vegetables, Meng Jinhuai also cooked some dragon whisker noodles.
The General was very particular about the food, and the exquisite tableware made the food in the picture look particularly exquisite.
At this time, Meng Jinhuai had already returned to his seat. Duan Hengye's hand hovered above the picture for a long time. Finally … While he was still excited, he pressed the send button. After the message was sent successfully, Duan Hengye finally returned to his seat. He put down the optical computer and eagerly picked up his chopsticks.
Duan Hengye's taste wasn't very similar to what was popular in the Galaxy, but it miraculously coincided with Meng Jinhuai's taste. Although Meng Jinhuai intentionally made the food a little lighter, the taste was still to Duan Hengye's liking.
Recently, Duan Hengye had been too busy with work. Just like this morning, he often forgot to eat or just casually made do. Therefore, when Duan Hengye smelled the aroma on the table, his hunger was finally completely aroused.
He reached out his chopsticks and gently put some dragon whisker noodles into his mouth. Duan Hengye was instantly stimulated. When Meng Jinhuai saw Duan Hengye's expression, he couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. Obviously, the two of them were extremely busy, but when they gathered together, they unconsciously became extraordinarily relaxed.
Because the meal was relatively simple, Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai finished their lunch in a short time. Now, the robot was washing the dishes. It was already two o 'clock in the afternoon at the research institute. Because it was very sudden, Meng Jinhuai still had some work to do. Therefore, after lunch, he went to the study room and turned on his optical computer.
Duan Hengye was a little too relaxed just now, so when he saw Meng Jinhuai's actions, he finally remembered that he still had things to do. However, Meng Jinhuai seemed to know what Duan Hengye was thinking. He directly nipped Duan Hengye's idea in the bud.
"Go rest first, you can work after you wake up." The Marshal ordered.
The sun at two o 'clock in the afternoon was always hot, and under this kind of sun, it was easy for people to feel tired. After hearing Meng Jinhuai's words, Duan Hengye also felt a wave of sleepiness. Seeing that Meng Jinhuai had no intention of leaving the research institute, Duan Hengye finally returned to his bedroom.
Duan Hengye had been living in the research building for the past few days, so he couldn't help but wash up a lot faster. Now that he was back in a familiar space, although he knew that there was still a lot of work to be done, Duan Hengye couldn't help but relax.
By the time he finished washing up and changed into a pure cotton nightgown, it was already more than half an hour later. Duan Hengye yawned and walked out of the bathroom. As soon as he opened the door, he saw … Meng Jinhuai was also here.
Although Duan Hengye's room wasn't as big as the one in the military headquarters, the space was enough to put a desk. Because the study room was next door, the desk wasn't used often, but it was still enough. Duan Hengye saw that Meng Jinhuai was now sitting at the desk in casual clothes.
Seeing Duan Hengye come out, Meng Jinhuai nodded at him and asked, "I'm working here, am I bothering you?"
Duan Hengye quickly shook his head and said, "Of course not."
"That's good." Meng Jinhuai used the system attached to the optical computer to adjust the transparency of the bedroom window. In an instant, the room was dark, but it wasn't completely dark. With the brightness and the gauze curtain, the atmosphere in the room changed from noon to evening.
Meng Jinhuai put down the optical computer and said to Duan Hengye, "Have a good rest."
For workaholics like Duan Hengye and Meng Jinhuai, "wasting time" was a very shameful thing. But now, when Duan Hengye laid in bed and allowed himself to fall asleep, for the first time, he truly felt that "killing time" was also something to be happy about.
Recently, Duan Hengye has been too tired. He fell asleep almost as soon as his head touched the pillow.
Time slowly passed by, and the stars outside the window finally escaped to the position below the horizon. Meng Jinhuai, who was working, suddenly closed the document he was browsing and switched the optical computer to the Star Web homepage.
Meng Jinhuai's hand paused on the Star Web search bar for a while, then he entered "Duan Hengye". In an instant, the Star Web interface became crowded. All kinds of news and discussions about Duan Hengye appeared in front of Meng Jinhuai's eyes, but he didn't click on any of them.
Before today, Duan Hengye had never posted anything on his Star Web account, but the attention on him did not decrease at all because of this. Duan Hengye only casually clicked on a few likes, but it was enough to make the entire Star Web excited for a few days, let alone this kind of update.
Unlike Duan Hengye, who had almost no concept of Star Web accounts, Meng Jinhuai still had some understanding of them. However, even though Meng Jinhuai was already mentally prepared before opening the Star Web page, when he saw the huge number of comments under Duan Hengye's only status, he couldn't help but be shocked.
The Star Web users paid more attention to Duan Hengye's status than expected.
It was also now that Meng Jinhuai saw the photo that Duan Hengye had just taken. It was taken by the optical computer from the top of the dining table. The warm yellow light shone from above, making the image particularly warm. Duan Hengye had this wooden dining table since he was a child. Even though it was well maintained, one could still see some traces of age. These small traces were not at all out of place, and they even blended perfectly with the image.
Just looking at this photo, Meng Jinhuai couldn't help but smile.
The photo had been posted for a few hours, but the comments were still accumulating at a rate of tens of thousands per second. Meng Jinhuai opened the Star Web page. Then, he selected the order of popularity.
As a military marshal who was usually so busy that his feet barely touched the ground, Meng Jinhuai almost never wasted his time reading the comments on the Star Web. Anyway, there was a department in the military that paid attention to this matter. If something happened, he would be notified immediately.
However, today, Meng Jinhuai was unusually interested.
Not long ago, Meng Jinhuai posted a similar photo at the same location and said that it was Duan Hengye's work. Therefore, the marshal saw that the people in the comment section seemed to be certain that the dishes in the photo were also made by Duan Hengye. After all, these netizens couldn't see how much time was spent on the dishes on the table. They only knew that the menu looked good.
"Ah! Professor Duan actually posted a status, am I seeing things? "
"He posted a photo? I think the marshal posted something similar before. "
"Although I guessed that one day Professor Duan would remember his social media account, I didn't expect his first status to be this!"
After a while, Meng Jinhuai saw that the most popular comments in the comment section of Duan Hengye's status were almost all exclaiming that Duan Hengye "finally remembered his password" or that there was something wrong with the style. Incidentally, these two keywords also dominated the Star Web.
However, other than that, there were also comments with different styles. For example, Yu Xinlan's post. Although it was posted not long ago, due to the special status of the commenter, it quickly became one of the most popular posts.
"Yu Xinlan:
Hahaha, although it still looks good, the dishes are simpler than last time. Professor Duan, is it because you've been too busy recently that your skills have deteriorated? "
"Meng Jinhuai:
I made it. "
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