Addicted to My Cutie and Sweetie

Chapter 672 You’re Late...

Ji Weitian snapped back from her shock and immediately raised her doubts.

Upon hearing her words, Zhang Lingying stood up from the sofa and finally turned her gaze toward Weitian, scrutinizing her from head to toe.

She was beautiful, not the kind of beauty that felt threatening.

On the contrary, Weitian’s beauty was ethereal and pure.

Clad in simple clothing, without makeup, she stood beside the outstanding Qin Nanyu without causing any sense of dissonance.

Instead, one might think the two of them, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, made a perfect match.

"I’m not my father’s biological daughter; I’m just a child he adopted," Zhang Lingying withdrew her gaze from Weitian and explained, as a response to her earlier doubt.

Her gaze returned to Qin Nanyu, and she continued.

"The thing my father cherished most in his life was his beloved physics and microelectronics. He would often say to me that physics is the most wonderful subject in the world, that every imaginable and unimaginable scene can be explained by physics, which is the beginning of the universe."

"..."

"Besides his favorite subjects, the person my father mentioned the most was you," Zhang Lingying walked up to Qin Nanyu and looked up at him.

"He would often tell me that his greatest regret in life was that there were still many experiments he wanted to conduct which he couldn’t finish, he couldn’t continue to explore the mysteries of the physical world, and also... he regretted that he hadn’t managed to recruit you to the physics department."

Qin Nanyu: "..."

"He always said that you were the most talented student he’d ever seen, with astonishing intelligence, and that you could calm your mind and focus solely on experiments in the lab. If you had followed him, he was sure that your future achievements would not be inferior to his. Unfortunately, you refused his invitation."

Zhang Lingying composed herself, walked back to the coffee table, picked up the book she had put down before, and handed it to Qin Nanyu.

"Do you remember this book?"

"..."

Qin Nanyu looked down at the quantum mechanics book before him, with no particular recollection.

To him, it seemed just like any other book.

It was only when Zhang Lingying opened the first page and he saw the signature that he remembered.

When Professor Zhang had invited him to join his lab, he’d held a quantum mechanics book and asked if he wanted to explore more unknown realms of the universe together with him.

Time flies.

He had rejected Professor Zhang’s invitation back then, and had since forgotten about the book.

Now, seeing Zhang Lingying holding that book in front of him, a strange emotion suddenly welled up in his heart.

He reached out to take the book from her hands, caressing the signature on it, and abruptly asked, "Where is Professor Zhang now? How is his health?"

"You’re too late. My father passed away a year ago," Zhang Lingying’s crisp voice rang in his ears.

Qin Nanyu sharply looked up at her, his face growing somber, "What did you say?"

Even though he had sensed it was coming, hearing the news still unleashed a grief within him that he couldn’t restrain.

In his memory was an old man with graying hair, always holding a book, repeatedly telling his students the stories about this world, about the Origin of the Universe...

In the lab, he was always the first to arrive and the last to leave.

After each experiment, his aged, bright eyes would sparkle with a childlike joy.