Chapter 58

Her movements then became deliberately slow. Shuangyun felt she wasn't herself anymore. If she wanted to stay, just say she wanted to stay. Why was she like this now, unable to decide?
After cleaning everything up, it was already past nine in the evening. Cheng Lang received an email notification at this time.
During vacation, Cheng Lang didn't check any emails. He would only glance at the title, then delete the notification, because he didn't want his time with Shuangyun to be disturbed.
But this time Cheng Lang unusually said: "I'll go check this email on my computer."
Shuangyun naturally nodded and sat on the sofa to watch TV.
Cheng Lang went to the bedroom and opened his computer. Ten minutes later, he came out unable to hide the smile on his face.
Shuangyun was also affected by his mood and curiously asked what happened?
Cheng Lang strode to her front and gently hugged Shuangyun, saying in her ear: "The article submitted to Nature was accepted."
Shuangyun's eyes were shocked, looking straight at Cheng Lang.
Cheng Lang pursed his lips and smiled, saying: "Took almost a year of back and forth. At least it wasn't wasted."
Shuangyun's voice was bright: "Oh my god, congratulations!!! This is such amazing news!"
Cheng Lang's mouth curved upward.
Shuangyun immediately said: "Let's go buy wine to celebrate!"
Shuangyun was grateful for this good news. She didn't want her last time with Cheng Lang to be immersed in the sadness of parting.
So the two went downstairs again and bought some wine.
The article hadn't been officially published yet. Cheng Lang opened the document and let Shuangyun read it first.
The desk had the wine they'd bought. The two sat at the desk reading Cheng Lang's article.
It was an article he'd started writing when he was in Sydney. At that time, because company work was busy, progress was very slow. After coming to the US, not only did he have more time to focus on writing this paper, he also got help from many people.
Shuangyun drank wine while listening to Cheng Lang's introduction.
This was related to her field, but also had a lot of content she hadn't encountered. Cheng Lang explained, also stopping anytime to answer Shuangyun's questions.
He took pen and paper from the drawer, skillfully breaking down formulas, explaining how he'd derived them.
Cheng Lang's mood was very high, completely immersed in his introduction. And Shuangyun had done related work before, so all her questions were very pointed.
Cheng Lang enjoyed her questions, also enjoyed having intense discussions with her. A paper more than ten pages long, proven from beginning to end. Done in one go, without any pauses.
This was the Cheng Lang she liked.
This voice echoed in Shuangyun's heart.
His intelligence, his ability, his sincerity, and his unreserved love.
Cheng Lang's computer then popped up several more email notifications. Cheng Lang clicked to look. They were all congratulatory emails.
"From students." Cheng Lang said.
Shuangyun looked at the email content. They affectionately called him Landon, expressing the same congratulations and joy as her, also mentioning some things she didn't know, saying they would write this and do that with him later.
Later, they still had a later.
He had many students. She was just one of his students.
Just like that day in class, he hadn't seen her.
Shuangyun had never felt this emotion before. She didn't care if others saw her or not.
But she thought, she now cared if this person saw her, if she was also just one of his students.
Asking such a question was naturally with ulterior motives, but Shuangyun still asked:
"...You've supervised so many students. Is there one you like most? Landon."
Cheng Lang's gaze moved from the computer screen, looking at Shuangyun.
He'd drunk more wine than usual today, but his mind was still clear.
"Every teacher has their favorite student," Cheng Lang said slowly, "but teachers aren't allowed to answer this question."
"Oh." Shuangyun's words had slight disappointment, but she understood Cheng Lang's meaning. No matter when, he was a moral person.
But Cheng Lang spoke again: "I can't answer this question directly, but..."
Cheng Lang leaned closer and gently kissed Shuangyun's cheek.