Ji Ting did not know what had happened in that nightmare, but he could vaguely sense Ji Yanzhi's emotions.
He stroked the back of Ji Yanzhi's hand with his thumb and said softly, "Actually, dreams are usually the opposite of reality."
Ji Yanzhi paused, looking at him with fresh curiosity. "You say things like that too?"
"Why wouldn't I?"
"There's neither scientific evidence nor data to support it." Amusement lurked in Ji Yanzhi's eyes as he teased, "Doesn't our Master Ji always put great stock in those two things?"
Recognizing the teasing, Ji Ting pointed out solemnly, "That's a stereotype about researchers. We occasionally hold beliefs like that too."
Ji Yanzhi held back a laugh. "Such as?"
"For example, Vice President Yang often has eyelid spasms, but every time his left eye twitches, he silently repeats 'a twitching left eye brings wealth' three times."
"And when the other one twitches, he repeats 'a twitching right eye brings disaster'?"
Ji Ting shook his head. "He says it's superstitious nonsense and he doesn't believe it."
Ji Yanzhi burst out laughing. "What else?"
"Professor Zhang in mechanical engineering said her screen saver has been a picture of her idol for ten years, and looking at him every day gives her the motivation to go to work. Professor Wang said he never expected her to be such an obsessive fangirl, so Professor Zhang made a bet with him, saying he'd call him an idol too once he saw it."
"So who won?"
"Professor Zhang, because her screen saver was the God of Wealth Zhao Gongming."
"Hahahahaha..."
Seeing that he was in much better spirits and seemed to have forgotten the nightmare, Ji Ting said, "It's the weekend. After breakfast, you can catch up on sleep."
He started to stand, but Ji Yanzhi caught his