Nalan Chunbo felt like he might need to let that guy disappear temporarily.
“Just write your thesis,” Nalan Chunbo said unhappily.
Wen Shan glanced at Nalan Chunbo who was studying the script, then looked back at the laptop reluctantly. What should she write? She did not have any reference books with her now.
“If I use the parallel universe as my topic, will the professor kill me?” Wen Shan wondered and looked up at Nalan Chunbo who was sitting on the sofa.
Nalan Chunbo paused writing and looked at her. “You can, but I don’t think it can be written in depth.”
“It’s the same as not doing it.” Wen Shan sighed and continued to lie on the table, thinking about a new topic. “I wonder what Le Tian and Ding Junqi are doing right now.”
“Wen Shan,” Nalan Chunbo warned.
Wen Shan sat up properly. “Okay, okay. I’ll write it now.”
This was not a boyfriend. He was more like a guard spying on a prisoner.
Some people said that when the Prince Charming you once admired finally became your boyfriend, the only feeling was disillusionment.
However, Wen Shan felt that her Prince Charming was exactly the same as before. Sigh…
Nalan Chunbo looked at Wen Shan’s slender fingers that were resting on the keyboard. She had not typed anything in a while, and he knew that she was daydreaming again.
Nalan Chunbo reached out and tapped her head lightly with his pen. “What are you thinking about?”
He rarely spoke to girls other than Ye Yuwei, so he had no idea what they daydreamed about. Ye Yuwei usually daydreamed about Gu Juexi, but what about Wen Shan?
Wen Shan looked at Nalan Chunbo. “Aren’t you curious about Le Tian and Ding Junqi?” Nalan Chunbo shook his head. She smiled and started typing again. “Okay then. My new topic will be about a boyfriend not gossiping at all, and whether it is because the magnetic field of a human is different.”
Nalan Chunbo did not know what to say.
“Do you think that I’m boring?” Nalan Chunbo asked suddenly.
He was so much older than Wen Shan. She was childish and liked to be in a crowd whereas he liked to stay alone in quiet places.
She liked doing things outside, but he enjoyed the feeling of two people sitting at home like this—comfortable and being able to do what they liked.
He and Wen Shan were two extreme opposites.
For example, he was not interested in Le Tian’s affairs at all and even less interested in Ding Junqi. However, she was curious and wanted to talk to him about them.
His response was dull and probably disappointed her.
“Huh?” Wen Shan quickly looked at him. “No, you were already like this when I started liking you.”
Nalan Chunbo could hear the sincerity in her words, but what about in the future?
If they lived together, would she feel that they did not share a common language?
He would surely marry Wen Shan because he would not be interested in anyone except her, but she was only in her twenties and had a lively personality. Did he want her to be like this because of himself?
Seeing that Nalan Chunbo had not responded, Wen Shan hurriedly put down the laptop and faced him. “Are you regretting it? I’m telling you, you’d better not think about it. Yesterday… you were… You did…” Wen Shan stammered, blushing.
