I was exposed for adding my female boss to my group of female friends.

It's one thing for a grown person to have to worry about their own eating, drinking, and toileting, but to be left there without showering for three days, and to wear their underwear on the outside without any help in choosing clothes, is unacceptable.

It's difficult to establish effective communication with her normally; she doesn't care about what I say, and I can't understand what she's saying.

However, Yan Yiting has never regretted serving as her class's life committee member.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have taken care of Lu Ai'ai for ten years.

The experience of living with Lu Ai'ai changed her life.

She was originally just a college student who had no dreams or goals and was just drifting through life. As soon as she entered the university, she wanted to transfer out of this ivory tower major where it was difficult to find a job.

For her, her major offered almost no career path other than staying at the university to teach, or she could only find a good man to marry and spend her days researching science in everyday life.

But after experiencing life with Lu Aiai every day, her thoughts gradually changed.

She discovered that scientific research wasn't so inaccessible after all.

To some extent, Lu Ai'ai ignited her passion for scientific research. Thus, she threw herself into the academic path and has continued to this day.

Then came the normal path of taking the postgraduate entrance exam, pursuing a doctorate, and teaching. She then married a man who was also a university lecturer. Her experience is enviable for most people, and perhaps even represents their ideal life.

But she still cried for a long time on the eve of her wedding.

On the one hand, she was reluctant to part with Lu Aiai; on the other hand, for her, marriage meant the end of her academic career.

After getting married, she will focus more on life, caring about the house, the car, her uterine health, and where her children will go to school.

She will be leaving behind cutting-edge research.

She could no longer continue on the academic path. Unlike Lu Aiai, she didn't have that kind of talent, which allowed her to do nothing but research.

She was 30 years old, and in the first 30 years of her life, she had hardly had any entertainment, and had done very few things to please herself. She was merely struggling to survive, not living.

But Lu Ai'ai is different.

She's only 20. She has so much youth she can squander.

Looking at Lu Aiai's youthful face, Yan Yiting felt a pang of sadness.

"What's on your mind? Why don't you tell me?" Yan Yiting asked, looking down at her.

Lu Aiai looked worried. She clutched her chest and said:

"I've been sighing ever since just now."

"Hmm, so why is that?"

“I’ve calculated it, starting from about two hours ago,” Lu Aiai said. “She sighed a total of 39 times, averaging one sigh every 3.0769 minutes, or 0.325 sighs per minute.”

"..." Fortunately, Yan Yiting had already gotten used to Lu Aiai's way of speaking.

Over the years, she has become very patient.

“Almost every time I sigh, it’s because I’m thinking of someone, or something related to that person. I can’t help but sigh when I think of him,” Lu Aiai said.

Yan Yiting asked curiously, "Who did you think of?"

She hadn't met many people in her life, and Yan Yiting was really curious about who had made her sigh.

Lu Aiai stared blankly, then let out a heavy sigh.

"Ugh--"

"..."

Okay.

Yan Yiting could tell from her expression that Lu Aiai was thinking about that person again, which triggered the "Aiai sighs" reaction.

I asked her who she was thinking of, and she thought of that person, and then she sighed—had her mental state progressed to such a serious stage?

"Okay, okay, I won't ask who you are anymore," Yan Yiting quickly reassured her. "Then, why do you... sigh when you think of that person?"

"I don't know." Lu Aiai shook her head vigorously, then cupped her hands in front of her heart and said, "Every time I think of this person, this place gives me a strange feeling."

"What strange feeling?" Yan Yiting asked, her expression gradually becoming strange as well.

“It’s like coating the stomach lining with chili powder,” Lu Aiai said, “and then pouring alcohol on top of the chili powder.”

"Hmm...it stings, doesn't it?"

“Not only that, the wine also contains lemon juice,” Lu Aiai said, “lemon juice and aged vinegar.”

"Very sour?"

“And bitter melon,” Lu Aiai said after tasting it, “bitter melon juice and sea urchin juice, the kind mixed with olive oil.”

"Yeah, it's very bitter." Yan Yiting was even more speechless.

"But there's also a little honey mixed with milk, and two or three spoonfuls of sugar added," Lu Aiai said earnestly.

"...Are you cooking here?"

Yan Yiting said speechlessly, "So, you feel a mix of emotions when you think of that person, right?"

Lu Aiai thought for a moment, nodded, then shook her head, holding up two fingers to indicate the distance: "It needs to be a little more complicated, but it's about the same."

Yan Yiting seemed to have caught it, sighed, and said:

"Ai'ai, you're in love."

"I'm in love?" Upon hearing this answer, Lu Aiai's mouth dropped open in surprise.

in love.

For Lu Ai'ai, whose name contains the word "love," it is an incredibly distant concept.

“Yes, you’re in love,” Yan Yiting said. “The person you’re thinking of is a boy, right?”

"Yes... but that alone isn't enough to prove I'm in love." Lu Aiai wavered for a moment, then quickly calmed down.

Yan Yiting smiled and said, "But when you think of this boy, you feel a sweet feeling, right?"

"Hmm, why is that?"

“Because you like him,” Yan Yiting said with her arms crossed, “Liking someone feels sweet.”

“Uh…” Lu Ai’ai showed an expression that seemed to say, “The cat seems to understand everything.”

Yan Yiting smiled and continued, "You feel sour when you think of him, I think it must be because he doesn't like you, right?"

"Hmm...it's hard to say, after all, I have no way of knowing his feelings for me," Lu Aiai calmly analyzed.

"But he's never said he likes you, right?" Yan Yiting's smile widened. "It's heartbreaking to not be able to prove that the other person likes you!"

"Ugh!" Lu Aiai felt as if she had been pierced by an arrow in the back, and her whole body shuddered as if she had been stabbed in the heart.

"Also, the reason you feel bitter and spicy is because he has a good relationship with other women, right?" Yan Yiting said. "When I see him being close to other women, I feel angry, so angry that my stomach feels like it's going to burst, but I have no right to stop him, so it's very bitter, as bitter as if my gallbladder has burst."

Lu Aiai sat there, her eyes glazed over.

"You actually hit the bullseye every time... Sister Ting, how did you manage to tell the whole story so accurately without even witnessing it firsthand?"

“Hehe, I’m not as good as you when it comes to research, but you’re not as good as me when it comes to emotions,” Yan Yiting said with a silly smile. “Feelings are something that can’t be studied precisely, so we don’t need that much evidence.”

Lu Aiai fell into thought: "Is love really... impossible to study?"

"No, you can't even be sure of your own feelings, how can you study it?"

Lu Aiai reached out and grabbed Yan Yiting's sleeve.

"Sister Ting, tell me, I need to know more about love."

Yan Yiting revealed an expression of both ease and amusement.

Over the years, it was always her who pestered Lu Ai'ai with questions. This was the first time Lu Ai'ai had come to her with questions she didn't understand!

"When did you meet him?" Yan Yiting asked.

“A few days ago, he went to the tennis club to play tennis,” Lu Aiai said. “I was sleeping at the tennis club at the time.”

"You're sleeping in the tennis club??" Yan Yiting exclaimed in surprise.

Is that a place where you can sleep?

Lu Aiai is a complete homebody, but also a lecturer.

The school probably made her the instructor for the school's tennis club out of consideration for her health.

Aside from the tennis club and Lu Aiai herself, almost everyone had reservations about this appointment and dismissal.

Fortunately, the tennis club itself was strong and did not decline because Lu Aiai took charge.

Mature tennis players are able to coach themselves.

Yan Yiting never expected that Lu Aiai would use such a place to sleep.

“Because I can’t sleep at home anymore,” Lu Aiai said. “There are hostile creatures lurking around.”

"Rats?" Yan Yiting frowned. "The drainpipes outside the dormitory are indeed easy for rats to climb up. Do you usually leave the food in your kitchen out?"

"Um..." Lu Aiai answered hesitantly.

"That will definitely attract rats. Have you seen any rats?"

"No, I saw it, footprints."

Yan Yiting frowned and asked, "How many days has it been since you went back to visit?"

“Always,” Lu Aiai said.

"You haven't gone back yet?"

"Yes, 5 days. I haven't gone back yet," Lu Aiai replied earnestly.

"Then the house will probably become a rat's den."

After Yan Yiting finished speaking, Lu Aiai trembled all over.

"We can't keep the house."

Yan Yiting was both amused and annoyed, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll go with you to take a look later."

Lu Aiai stood up and quickly said, "Let's go now."

"Wait a minute," Yan Yiting stopped her. "Anyway, you haven't been back for several days, so an hour and a half won't make a difference. Let's talk about that boy first."

Lu Aiai composed herself and said, "He is a student."

"A student from Beijing University?"

“Hmm.” Lu Aiai nodded. “And he’s a bad student. He drinks, races cars, rents a place outside, and even brings women home.”

Yan Yiting's mouth gaped open: "Does Peking University have students like this?"

"Yes," Lu Aiai said firmly.

"When you said you were bringing a woman home, you wouldn't mean..." Yan Yiting asked tentatively, "...you mean yourself?"

Lu Aiai nodded firmly: "Yes."

"..." Yan Yiting fell silent after hearing this.

“And it wasn’t just me,” Lu Aiai said, “I brought other women with me…sigh.”

Yan Yiting was surprised.

What kind of student is so bold?

Bringing the teacher home is one thing, but daring to complain that the teacher can't satisfy him?

Lu Aiai said, "Although he is a student, he doesn't seem to know that I am a teacher at Peking University."

"That's quite rare."

"That's why I wanted to teach him a lesson and show him the consequences of attacking a teacher."

"Attack?"

“This morning, he was kissing a woman at home,” Lu Aiai clutched her chest. “That’s when I started sighing whenever I thought of him.”

After saying that, she let out another long sigh.

It was almost as if he was proving himself.

Although Lu Ai'ai spoke very briefly, she had already told a sad story in just a few words.

Yan Yiting felt that Lu Aiai's experiences in the past few days were richer than all of Yan Yiting's previous life experiences combined.