Selena had been secretly observing that handsome visiting professor from the East for a long time.

The project site of those entomologists was right next to their village, Occasionally, she would go with her sisters, under the guise of delivering local specialties, to strike up a conversation with them.

He always stood nearby, wearing gold–rimmed glasses, his clear, almond–shaped eyes both distant and gentle

at once.

Her sisters would playfully tease him, but he would only smile faintly and let it

pass.

They all said Professor Turner was a very good person. He didn’t show off his knowledge, disliked lecturing others, and even if something was broken, he would only good–naturedly advise them not to repeat the mistake.

Even the veteran colleagues on the project team respected and admired this young and diligent professor.

He seemed perfect, but Selena knew his secret.

He hated humans

She had once seen him, unafraid of dirt, intently rescue a butterfly with broken wings from the mud.

She had also witnessed him catch a girl who fell while running; despite smiling and urging her to be careful, he immediately turned around and washed his hands under running water for seven or eight minutes.

Insects, more than humans, resonated with him.

He loved those small creatures; he would stand countless times by a flowing waterfall in the wilderness, spending hours observing the delicate breathing of a cicada.

Yet he would not spend a single second attending to a person’s joys or sorrows.

Many long–term researchers stationed abroad periodically received letters and packages from their hometowns.

However, Archer had never received any.

They said his mother was ill, and his father was accompanying her during her recuperation.

Selena wondered, ‘But during her recovery, couldn’t they spare time to express their thoughts?‘

She didn’t understand their lack of contact and affection.

Her grandparents loved her deeply. Whenever she lingered in the jungle playing for even an hour, they would bring her younger siblings and noisily search for her.

Selena was intensely curious about this mysterious Professor Turner.

7:17 Mon, Sep 8

Chapter 206

Finally, one day, she struck up a conversation with him.

156 volichis

track an orchid mantis resembling orchid petals, and a bored Selena

deeper, others were continually sidetracked by

The sky changed abruptly.

Heavy rain fell unexpectedly.

prior and worried about getting sick again upon

him in surprise and commented, “Professor Turner, you’re so

“It’s not luck. I just keep

she asked,

rain, became distant. After a brief moment, he answered, “Because a long time ago, I missed the chance to give an umbrella

it to her next time?” she asked,

hint of helplessness

the first time Selena saw such an expression on the clever and usually

moment, Selena vaguely understood what he

truly liked, that she

comfort and said, “It’s okay. At least that

then smiled, “Yes, she will

*****

didn’t find the orchid mantis that day, but they saw

seen Archer send several packages back

heard they were butterfly specimens he had promised to

usually careless about everything, handled those specimens with the utmost care and personally tied elegant bows on the

7:17 Mon, Sep 8

Chapter 206

receive a substantial research grant, and the research

joke that with such generosity from the investors, they

Archer

one day, Selena discovered he was

inquired, only to learn he wasn’t in trouble; he had simply returned

something had happened to

his smile, always seemed weary of the world.

Archer returned quickly.

jungle, she happily asked, “Professor Turner, have you found your butterfly?“They said Professor Turner, who rarely returned home, had gone back last time because there was good news about the butterfly he had been tracking for years.With a relaxed

gone back last time because there was good news about the butterfly he had

relaxed smile, he said, “I found her. She found a

Selena smiled, “So, congratulations?”

“Thank you,” he replied.

later resumed his research with full

fully absorbed

connection to the world remained those

by an unknown stream

when she returned from studying out of town, that she found Archer was again energetically

still for the girl

smiled, shook his head, and said they were not, but for a

friend.

friend’s name was Joyce

Mon, Sep 8

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255