Afterwards, he put the transparent eyepatch back on and fiddled with the petri dish under the microscope.
The girl stood beside him, gazing silently at the young man's perfect side face, her eyes filled with undisguised ardor and infatuation.
Just looking at him like this, she could achieve an unprecedented sense of satisfaction, even if he had never given her an extra glance. But as long as he praised her with a word or two, her heart would bloom with joy.
"There's nothing for you to do here, go back, and do whatever you're supposed to do."
The young man's indifferent voice came again, pulling the girl back from her thoughts of him.
The young man's attention was still on the microscope in front of him. Although the words were spoken to her, he didn't look at her.
Hearing him driving her away, the girl's face unavoidably showed some disappointment.
