Chapter 49 The truth comes out

Meng Xinzhi came over quickly and opened the door.

It's like waiting specially.

It's like I didn't even think of it in my dreams.

Meng Xinzhi is dressed neatly.

Compared with when I first got off the plane, except for one less coat, everything else was the same.

The most different thing is that Meng Xinzhi has a head full of bubbles.

Obviously, this girl has just been washing her hair.

Nie Guangyi couldn't understand how anyone in this world could separate the two tasks of washing hair and taking a bath.

Won't your waist get tired if you bend over to wash your hair?

The bubbles all over your head will definitely make your clothes wet, right?

Mr. Nie has never done anything like washing his hair without taking a shower.

A certain arrogant person who thought in his heart that as long as Meng Xinzhi came out and opened the door in pajamas, he would turn around and leave, so he only allowed the state official to set fire to it and wore a set of pajamas and entered the utility room of his house.

The three rooms upstairs have private bathrooms.

If Nie Guangyi is done exercising, he will choose to take a shower in the study room.

On weekdays, when I’m getting ready to go to bed, I choose to take a shower in the bedroom.

Only the utility room was one he had never "patronized" before.

After so many years, the thermostatic shower head that had not been used for a long time broke down.

Nie Guangyi tried many things, but he didn't get it right.

It is estimated that some device inside the thermostatic showerhead is broken and needs to be disassembled and repaired.

Nie Guangyi likes to do such things very much.

Based on this love, he rarely acted like a gentleman: "I'm going to get a toolbox. When I get it back, you can go to my study to take a shower. I won't go to the study today. You can close the door and wash slowly.

By the time you come back from washing, the thermostatic shower here should have been repaired."

Meng Xinzhi was not polite even with his head full of bubbles.

He went directly to the bathroom to get his clothes and followed Nie Guangyi out.

The rooms on the fifth floor all had the same door, and they hadn't mentioned which one was the study room before. If she didn't follow him, she might accidentally end up in someone else's room, which would be a bit embarrassing.

Nie Guangyi repaired the shower head, and it only took less than five minutes from disassembly to reassembly.

He took the toolbox and prepared to go out.

As I approached the door, I remembered that I seemed to have left some things in the "utility room".

When moving from a rented house to an office, the entire set of furniture, including the contents inside, must be moved together.

There may still be some traces of his past life in the cabinets and drawers.

Nie Guangyi was not worried that anything dirty would be left behind.

After all, his mysophobia is innate.

There is absolutely no possibility of interruption.

The question is whether any information involving his privacy was left behind.

If so, he still needs to protect his privacy.

It is not easy for a man who is a genius and handsome to grow up safely.

Nie Guangyi first opened the closet and took a look.

empty.

I opened the bedside table and looked at it again.

empty.

Before leaving, he opened the desk drawer and quickly closed it again.

It's full of scratch paper with no important information.

Probably because it hasn't been used for too long, there is something wrong with the drawer guides at this time.

It's easy to pull it out, but hard to push it back.

If he was stuck like this, every cell in Nie Guangyi's body would feel uncomfortable.

If problems arise on weekdays, they can be dealt with slowly.

When he came out like this at this time, the girl came back from taking a shower and thought he had some voyeurism.

Either find something or pack something.

Nie Guangyi pushed hard.

Instead of pushing the drawer back, it fell completely.

The paper inside also fell to the floor.

Fortunately, the girl was taking a shower and couldn't hear such noises.

Fortunately, fortunately, he just came over with a whole toolbox.

There is no way that a person who can even repair a thermostatic shower head cannot fix two small drawer rails.

Nie Guangyi collected the fallen papers.

After so many years, due to his mysophobia, there is not even a speck of dust left on these papers, and they look almost new.

There was only one piece, which was yellowed in the middle.

Nie Guangyi couldn't stand such a maverick, so he pulled out the piece of paper from the middle.

Then he saw a crooked signature.

Draw a heart under the very distinctive root number.

It has the same purpose as Meng Xinzhi's "happiness".

It's just that it's not that mature, it's not that neat, it's not...

Nie Guangyi looked at the yellowed paper in a daze.

He finally figured out where he had seen such a signature.

Fourteen years ago, my mother just passed away.

In order to escape from Professor Nie's control, the first thing he did when he enrolled was to apply for an exchange abroad.

His request at the time was simple.

No matter what country or school, as long as he can leave as soon as possible, he is willing to exchange.

If it didn't work out, he would drop out of school.

Nie Guangyi entered Tongji Architecture with the aura of being the top scholar.

The top pick of that era could still be well publicized.

The teachers at the school naturally paid special attention to Nie Guangyi's needs.

At that time, there was an exchange student program in France, which was only open to sophomores and juniors.

Nie Guangyi, who had just entered school for a few days, joined this project under unusual circumstances and embarked on an exchange trip to Paris.

Although he was with several senior brothers and sisters, Nie Guangyi was the only one who got on the plane carrying a small bag.

At that time, because my heart was filled with hatred for Professor Nie, I also hated him along with my brothers and sisters.

From the classmate in Guangyi who responded to everything in high school, he became so autistic that he didn't even want to talk to his classmates.

At the beginning, several senior brothers and sisters who were traveling with him worked hard to communicate with him.

These people have all heard to some extent that Nie Guangyi is the number one scholar. They know that he has won several gold medals in academic competitions and has been selected into the national training team three times.

Any of these achievements would be enough for him to easily enter Tsinghua University and Peking University.

But he didn't think anything of it and went to Tongji Architecture without hesitation.

There are rumors that this is because his father is a professor at Tongji, and he came to this school because of his father's relationship.

A senior fellow traveler expressed curiosity about this matter and asked Nie Guangyi directly.

Nie Guangyi directly replied, "Are you sick?" and used his height advantage to force the person into a corner.

Although he didn't do anything, his look at that time definitely looked like he was about to eat someone.

Since then, no one has taken the initiative to talk to Nie Guangyi.

Nie Guangyi didn't know how he got through that period of time.

Although I am an exchange student, I don’t even want to go to school.

The only consolation is that you can admire the glass pyramid built for the Louvre by [the last master of modern architecture] up close.

He went to the Louvre almost every day and picked up a very strange painting there.

An incomprehensible painting.

More impressive than Impressionism.

More abstract than abstract art.

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[The foreshadowing that has been buried for so long, none of you guessed it...hahaha...happy~]
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