Lucy ran over quickly, but she didn't expect Kevin to stop suddenly. The two bumped into each other. The little girl raised her head, looking very apologetic.
She covered her head and greeted me with watery eyes. "Mrs. Zuckerberg."
Lucy looked at the medicine box in my hand curiously.
"Folic acid? Mrs. Zuckerberg, you are preparing for pregnancy! You and Professor Zuckerberg have a very good relationship!"
I agreed with a smile. But I clearly felt that Kevin was not in the mood. The deep eyebrows twisted together unnaturally. He was a person who likes quietness. Every time he saw Lucy, he felt noisy.
Lucy turned around and looked at Kevin with a smile. "Professor Zuckerberg, the problem encountered in the last experiment has not been solved yet. Can you teach me?"
Kevin was still wiping his clothes with his head down. Lucy had just bumped into him there and he was a bit of a germaphobe.
"Professor Zuckerberg..." she said in a low tone.
Kevin clenched his hands tightly, wanting to say something but stopping. Finally, his throat rolled and he walked quickly into the apartment building. I watched him pull his tie and there was a false illusion of emergency escape.