After Escaping Marriage [GL]

Night turned to day on the screen, and the silhouette of the woman was illuminated in the auditorium.

The woman's face is close at hand, the skin is so smooth and delicate that you can't see the pores, there is a light powder, and the lips are also light pink, moist and full, and it looks very kissable.

Yu Qingtang's fingers slid from the side of her face to the woman's chin, and lifted it gently.

It's all instinct.

Closeness, intimacy, kisses, affection, as long as it is the person in front of you, anything is fine.

But Yu Qingtang had already woken up. She was like a bystander who stayed out of the matter, watching her reason and impulses fight endlessly in the same body.

Cheng Zhanxi's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Yu Qingtang's gaze moved from her red lips to her eyelashes with difficulty, and this extremely stretched string finally had a moment to breathe. Seizing this chance, Yu Qingtang's hand left Cheng Zhanxi's chin.

The expected kiss did not come, and the heat on his lips moved away, and he could no longer feel the breath of intimacy.

Cheng Zhanxi felt uneasy in his heart.

At the same time, there was a thunderclap on the screen.

boom--

It exploded in the ears of the two at the same time.

The only four people in the auditorium were taken aback by surprise. The two people in front of them hurriedly separated, presumably they had just kissed. But Cheng Zhanxi opened his eyes to look at Yu Qingtang in front of him. Yu Qingtang looked clear and bright, raised his hand to tuck a strand of long hair behind her ear, and his voice was quiet and cold: "It's just the sound effects of the movie."

Cheng Zhanxi softly said "um".

The two looked at the big screen at the same time, it was raining heavily during the day.

The bright sun just now disappeared into the clouds in an instant, and it was replaced by rolling black clouds, wrapped in silver-white lightning, splitting the darkness again and again, and then being re-emerged by the darkness, engulfing the light and not seeing the sun.

The tip of Yu Qingtang's left finger hanging down by his side deeply digged into his knuckle, and closed his eyes.

The uncontrolled heartbeat gradually returned to normal.

Before the end of the movie, the male and female protagonists finally came to a kiss scene, and the kiss was very affectionate and devoted.

The pair of men and women in the front seats hugged and gnawed together, presumably they were together after leaving the cinema.

Cheng Zhanxi glanced at Yu Qingtang out of the corner of the eye, Yu Qingtang put the no longer crisp popcorn on his knees, lowered his head and put them into his mouth one by one, the long hair beside his ears fell, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

The movie ended, and the lights in the auditorium gradually turned on.

Yu Qingtang picked up the coat belonging to Cheng Zhanxi first, put it on her, and then put on his own. Cheng Zhanxi reached out to hold her, but Yu Qingtang did not noticeably hide before putting it in her palm.

Cheng Zhanxi looked at her lowered gaze, walked down the steps slowly, and threw the empty cup in her hand into the green bucket prepared by the cleaning aunt.

Yu Qingtang wrapped a scarf in the elevator in the shopping mall, revealing only a pair of black eyes, staring at the number of the elevator going down for a moment.

The car was parked on the basement floor of the shopping mall, the two of them landed at different paces, and a slightly messy sound echoed in the empty parking lot.

Cheng Zhanxi pressed the lock of the car key, Yu Qingtang's white Audi headlights flickered in the corner of his eye, his eyes rolled slowly and he lowered his eyes.

Cheng Zhanxi led her to the front of the car, stuffed her into the co-pilot, pulled the seat belt by the door, and held a white and slender hand above the seat belt. Yu Qingtang said, "I'll do it myself."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled: "Okay."

A piece of the seat belt was pulled out and stuck at the exit, Yu Qingtang put some in, pulled it out smoothly, and inserted it into the lock.

Cheng Zhanxi went around to the other side and got on the car, turned on the car music, and played "Relieving Sadness", which Yu Qingtang liked very much.

Yu Qingtang looked at the parking lot wall in front of the car window and said nothing.

Cheng Zhanxi drove out of the mall.

A cup to the hometown and a cup to the past

My body is heavy and my shoulders are heavy

Never believe in the so-called mountains and rivers

Life is too short to forget

...

The night is cold as water.

Building 19 of Mingmen Mansion stands quietly in the moonlight, and the elevator on the 21st floor opens from the middle to both sides.

"Mr. Yu, good night."

"Good night." Yu Qingtang nodded and walked to the left.

Cheng Zhanxi watched her back from the spot, Yu Qingtang's pace became slower and slower, Liu Mei frowned, and stopped.

She turned around dully, opened her hands a little slower than usual, looked at Cheng Zhanxi's face and seemed to be emptying her eyes again, and said in a slightly erratic voice, "Not today..."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Zhanxi walked over a few steps and hugged her.

Yu Qingtang had both hands hanging by her side.

Cheng Zhanxi rubbed her cheek, which was blown cold in the underground parking lot, and leaned into her ear and said clearly, "Good night."

"Good night."

2101's door is closed.

Cheng Zhanxi didn't stay in the corridor for a long time, and turned around and entered the opposite side.

Yu Qingtang took off his shoes, like a walking corpse, walked barefoot to the living room sofa and sat down. On the opposite wall hangs "Blizzard", which was re-hanged outside. The gloomy and whistling blizzard on the canvas is mixed with violent water vapor. It started from her ankles, submerged a little bit to her neck, nose and eyes, and continued to flow upwards.

The living room was full of seawater, Yu Qingtang lay in the seawater with her eyes closed, letting the familiar suffocation wrap her around her, emptying her mind and drifting with the water.

Yu Qingtang looked at the painting for a long time, the corners of his lips twitched without smiling, but the smile was not as deep as his eyes, and his expression was indifferent.

She hooked the thin blanket on the sofa, unfolded it over herself, lay down and closed her eyes.

After a while, she opened her eyes, folded the blanket as it was, and got up and went back to the bedroom.

She never sleeps on the couch at home, no exceptions.

The long hair was half dry, Yu Qingtang came out of the bathroom full of water vapor, a picture flashed in his mind, and he was forcibly expelled by Yu Qingtang before it could take shape. She didn't even pause in her footsteps, she walked to the edge of the bed at her usual speed, picked up a pure English professional book in the drawer, and leaned on the bedside to read it expressionlessly.

After twelve o'clock, Yu Qingtang closed the book, rested her elbows on the pillow, and lay down.

The darkness can easily make the thoughts unable to escape, Yu Qingtang dimmed the desk lamp, but did not turn it off, and gradually fell asleep in the slightly dazzling light.

She is fortunate that because of her childhood, she has acquired the ability to not remember dreams. She used to like fantasy, and her incomplete life can be fulfilled in her dreams. Yu Ci did not die because of her. She has a happy family. With loving parents, she grew up healthy and happy in love and warmth.

Waking up only to face the cold reality.

Yu Ci became a black and white photo in the photo frame of the mourning hall. Grandpa and grandma didn't say it, but Yu Qingtang knew that they had complained about why their excellent daughter died early, leaving behind a deaf and mute girl. Yu Qingtang still remembers that winter when they were entrusted by Wei Tingyu to pick her up in the countryside of the capital. It was the first time she met her grandparents. According to her poor knowledge, she knew that they were her mother's parents. She put her face on her face. Washed clean, combed her hair, changed out of her old cotton-padded clothes, put on the new clothes she had hidden that should have been kept for next year, and waited for them in the yard.

At that time, the grandfather and grandmother's hair was not completely white, only the temples were white, and the body looked fine. They saw Yu Qingtang standing in the yard like a silent grass, and asked the servant next to him with a complicated expression: "Is that her?"

The servant was eager to get rid of Yu Qingtang's oil bottle as soon as possible, and returned to the city as soon as possible, and said happily, "Yes, it's her, Wei Qingtang."

Everything was packed in advance, and there was no luggage to bring, which was almost deducted by the servants. Yu Qingtang folded the paintings that Cheng Zhanxi gave her and hid them in her underwear.

Fang Wenjiao took Yu Qingtang's hand.

Walking to the grandfather's side, the couple looked at each other and sighed softly.

Grandpa shook his head as he walked.

During the long journey from Beijing to Sicheng, they never hugged her, not once.

The early-witted Yu Qingtang knew that her mother's parents didn't like her either. She was like a worthless item. From one person's hand to another, everyone disliked her and had to continue.

Her biological father treated the Wei family's nephews and nephews as if they were his own, but she was the only one who couldn't even call "Dad".

So she is not afraid of falling asleep or dreaming, no matter whether it is good or bad, the dream is just a dream, and she wakes up without a trace.

The movie theater is also a dream. She has never seen a movie with Cheng Zhanxi, nor wants to kiss her, nor does she feel more than a good friend for her.

After waking up, everything will return to the way it was.

Yu Qingtang's self-hypnosis was very effective, she woke up again in the dim morning light and touched the corner of her lips.

21st floor elevator.

Yu Qingtang: "Good morning."

Cheng Zhanxi looked at the smile in her eyes, slightly surprised, and returned the same smile: "Good morning."

Yu Qingtang pressed the elevator button.

The two walked into the elevator, Cheng Zhanxi looked at the faces of the two people on the smooth sedan wall, and his thoughts were a little dazed.

What's the situation now?

Did she accept it? Do you acquiesce to their relationship?

With the lesson from Yu Qingtang's house last time, Cheng Zhanxi did not dare to unilaterally determine the relationship, her perspective and Yu Qingtang's perspective were not necessarily the same. I can forget the kiss before, not to mention that I didn't kiss this time.

Cheng Zhanxi decided to try it out first.

Cheng Zhanxi: "We were at the cinema last night..."

The elevator stopped on one of the floors, and a tenant just came in. Cheng Zhanxi's words paused. At this time, she heard Yu Qingtang's puzzled voice: "What movie theater?"

Cheng Zhanxi: "..."

Yu Qingtang said, "Didn't I have an evening self-study last night?"

Cheng Zhanxi explained: "Last Friday, you went to the evening self-study for Mr. Wang, so last night's evening self-study was replaced by Mr. Wang."

Yu Qingtang was silent for a while and said, "So what?"

Cheng Zhanxi choked.

"So..." Cheng Zhanxi looked into her eyes and wanted to say, "We went to the cinema together", but Yu Qingtang's clear water eyes suddenly filled with a layer of mist, looking at her almost pleadingly.

Cheng Zhanxi was stunned, and the words that came to her heart turned around and said, "There is no reason." She gently touched Yu Qingtang's head and reassured: "Nothing happened."

Yu Qingtang asked softly, "Nothing happened?"

Cheng Zhanxi felt sad and affirmed, "Yes."

Yu Qingtang relaxed, and habitually wanted to get closer to Cheng Zhanxi's arms. After hesitating for a moment because of the previous conversation, Cheng Zhanxi took the initiative to hug her and pat her on the back.

After lunch break, the two went home together, and Yu Qingtang slept in Cheng Zhanxi's study.

At 1:30, Zhanxi pushed the door in and sat on the edge of the bed.

Yu Qingtang crossed her hands and fingers on the quilt around her waist, breathing lightly and gently, her heart rising and falling regularly.

Cheng Zhanxi wanted to laugh a little, but the corners of her lips were so heavy as if a stone had fallen, leaving only the sigh in her eyes.

Yu Qingtang probably didn't know that her acting skills of pretending to be asleep were also bad.

Cheng Zhanxi gently pushed Yu Qingtang's shoulder, Yu Qingtang didn't open his eyes, and drilled into her arms skillfully. Cheng Zhanxi hugged her as before, and coaxed her softly in his arms.

The two kept their relationship as good friends as if walking on thin ice, as always.

...

A week later on Wednesday, evening self-study.

After the first get out of class, the pen in Xing Bailu's hand was pulled out, and He Shuangjiang took her hand and ran outside the classroom.

"go."

"Where are you going?" Xing Bailu looked back at the desk as she ran. The corner of the test paper was blown up by the wind from the window, and it was shaky. She shouted, "Tong Feifei, help me put away the test paper, don't let it fall. on the ground."

Tong Feifei extended her voice: "I know~"

Class breaks are only ten minutes.

He Shuangjiang dragged Xing Bailu downstairs quickly. Xing Bailu was not very physically fit. After running a few stairs, he gasped heavily, and his tone was filled with dissatisfaction: "What are you doing?"

He Shuangjiang didn't speak, looked straight at her, took the hand she was holding to his lips, and pecked lightly.

Xing Bailu's cheeks flew up to Hongxia, and she pulled her hand back, without twitching, and parted her fingers halfway.

He Shuangjiang intertwined her fingers knowingly.

The wind and rain promenade in No. 1 Middle School is lush with wisteria, almost covering the entire promenade, like a purple sea.

It is obviously not the first time that Xing Bailu has been brought over to the holy place for lovers to date. She looked back and forth. Although it was only the two of them, she could not help but feel nervous, and the fingers clasped with He Shuangjiang also tightened, and she reminded in a low voice: " hurry up."

He Shuangjiang hugged her and sat down on the corridor, wrapped one hand around her waist, separated the holding hands, and lifted her chin.

Xing Bailu's heart was pounding, and she closed her eyes.

The cold wind passed through the promenade, but it could not cool the hot hearts of the couple.

He Shuangjiang lowered her eyes and kissed her.

Xing Bailu released the hand that held He Shuang's clothes, and couldn't help hooking her neck, with warmth and lingering breath.

He Shuangjiang clasped the back of her head and deepened the kiss while taking her into his arms.

"Um……"

Xing Bailu was fascinated and couldn't help wanting to see what He Shuangjiang's expression was now. Her eyelids slowly opened, and out of the corner of the eye, she saw a person standing behind He Shuangjiang.

Xing Bailu opened his eyes completely, and his pupils contracted violently.

He Shuangjiang was suddenly pushed away by a force in front of him, and he fell backwards, almost flipping from the corridor into the lawn behind.

A slender and powerful hand firmly grasped her back.

He Shuangjiang subconsciously said, "Thank you..."

She suddenly felt that something was wrong, and looked up to see their dear head teacher Yu Qingtang.

He Shuangjiang's face turned white.

Xing Bailu's heart was half cold.

Is there anything worse than falling in love secretly and being caught by the class teacher for kissing? no.

But why does Yu Qingtang's complexion look even worse than theirs? As if stimulated by something.

Are they mad at them?

The two girls bowed their heads in remorse and shame.

After a long time, they heard Yu Qingtang's restrained voice coming from above their heads.

"Come to my office."

Yu Qingtang took the first step and staggered unsteadily. Xing Bailu wanted to help her, but Yu Qingtang waved her hand to indicate that she was okay. She helped her down the corridor, her pale face was like a ghost under the corridor lights. White lips are whiter.

Xing Bailu gave He Shuangjiang a hard look.

If it weren't for her, she wouldn't be so angry with Teacher Yu!

Yu Qingtang rested for a while and walked to the office, followed by two dejected students.

When he got to the office, Yu Qingtang closed the door and walked towards the two girls who were standing in front of the desk.

...

After educating the students, Yu Qingtang seemed to have lost all strength and slumped into the soft office chair.

She didn't have a self-study class tonight, she just stayed at the school in case of a temporary situation. When she was bored in the office, she went out to breathe, strolled around the destination, and unknowingly came to the storm corridor that she and Cheng Zhanxi had been to. Only then did he accidentally see He Shuangjiang and Xing Bailu kissing.

She has never seen anyone kissing at such a close distance, she is still a pair of girls.

She received a lot of shock, so she forgot to interrupt for a while.

He Shuangjiang held Xing Bailu's face, bit her lips lightly, and the soft red burrowed in and tangled gently.

There was a slight splash of water in the air.

Yu Qingtang was trembling physically and mentally, the scene reflected in her eyes, but gradually she was in a trance.

The two figures elongated and changed, with mature appearances, and the people kissing in the corridor became her and Cheng Zhanxi. With the thought together, the spark will start a prairie fire.

The movie theater that she had deliberately forgotten, the intimate distance that she could kiss only two centimeters away, jumped over the surface of the memory and emerged clearly.

She wanted to kiss her, for sure.

Yu Qingtang raised her head and closed her eyes.

***

2102's door is wide open.

Cheng Zhanxi raised his wrist to look at his watch, looking anxious, it was already ten twenty, why didn't Yu Qingtang come back?

Yu Qingtang didn't send a message saying that the school had something to come back later.

Cheng Zhanxi waited until half past ten, went back to the house and put on his coat, ready to go out to look for it. As soon as he closed the door, the elevator dinged.

There are only two of them on this floor, Cheng Zhanxi stepped forward a few steps, Yu Qingtang raised his head in the elevator, and Cheng Zhanxi's worried face appeared in his sight.

Yu Qingtang instinctively took a small step back before he had passed his brain.

Cheng Zhanxi looked at the step she took back, and her heart hurt for a while. Her eyes fell from bottom to top, falling on the woman's face, and she asked gently, "Why are you back so late today?"

Yu Qingtang replied vaguely, "I have something to do temporarily."

Cheng Zhanxi stepped back from the elevator and said, "Tell me in advance next time."

Yu Qingtang nodded: "I know."

She walked out of it, Cheng Zhanxi reached out and touched her face, but Yu Qingtang avoided it calmly, and said, "Good night."

Cheng Zhanxi: "Good night."

She used a smile to hide the unease and fear that began to grow in her heart, tilted her head, and asked lightly, "Don't you need to hug today?"

Yu Qingtang hesitated for a while and said, "Yes."

Cheng Zhanxi opened her coat and rubbed her whole body into her arms.

Yu Qingtang buried her face in the crevice of her neck and felt the body in her arms tremble slightly.

The two hugged in the corridor for a long time, and Cheng Zhanxi finally let go of her. She held Yu Qingtang's hand hanging by her side with both hands, and gave her a deep look, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say it.

"Good night."

"Good night."

The wind blew all night, everything was depressed, and the winter insects in the grass were silent.

Six o'clock the next morning.

Yu Qingtang walked out of the elevator with an abnormally pale face. The front desk of the salted fish on duty on the first floor held his chin, his upper and lower eyelids were almost glued together, and his head was bit by bit.

The sound of footsteps on the ground made her shudder, and she almost bounced off the chair. She opened her eyes and saw Yu Qingtang with a thin body in a black coat in front of her. It was dark outside the glass door on the first floor. Xianyu rubbed her eyes and looked back at the wall clock on the wall behind her.

Miss Salted Fish: "!!!"

It's only six o'clock! ! !

What devil travel time is this? !

"Ms. Yu, good morning." Shocked to shock, she smiled politely and said hello.

Yu Qingtang nodded slightly.

The tear mole at the end of her left eye was in a line with the eyeliner she picked up, and her expression was cold and unsmiling.

I don't know if it's the delusion of salted fish, but Yu Qingtang feels a bit like the first time they met her, she refuses people thousands of miles, is it because Miss Cheng is not by her side?

Miss Xianyu watched her open the glass door, the black back slowly melted into the depths of the night, and gradually disappeared.

***

school accommodation.

Xiao Qing was the first to finish washing up, put the washbasin away, and came out to change clothes, put on a book, and go to the classroom.

It was just 6:15, the sky was gray, the school was silent, the street lamps cast shadows of trees and swayed in the wind. Xiao Qing came up the stairs and saw a person standing silently at the door of the class in the distance. She was very abrupt in the long and quiet aisle, the sky was not bright, and she was all black and melted into the darkness.

Xiao Qing was startled and almost cried out.

Xiao Qingxin picked it up and walked a dozen steps forward with the book in her arms, feeling that the figure was somewhat familiar.

"Teacher Yu?"

The man turned around when he heard the sound, and it was Yu Qingtang with a solemn expression.

Xiao Qing breathed a sigh of relief, walked over quickly, and said, "Hello, teacher."

Yu Qingtang nodded and said nothing.

Xiao Qing took out the key from her pocket, opened the classroom door, and clicked the switch beside the door. The lights in the classroom gradually turned on, instantly bright as day, and the white light pouring out from the door dispelled the darkness behind Yu Qingtang.

Yu Qingtang narrowed his eyes from the light.

Xiao Qing said, "Why did Teacher Yu come so early today?"

Yu Qingtang stood outside the door and said indifferently, "It's getting up early."

Xiao Qing: "It's cold outside, would you like to sit in the classroom for a while, they won't come so soon."

Xiao Qing is a dormitory student, responsible for opening the door in the morning, and is basically the first to arrive. Now the weather is getting colder and colder. Ten minutes before class is the most intensive time for students to arrive at school. There are still half an hour before now.

"No, just study."

Xiao Qing stopped talking and went to her seat to sit down.

Yu Qingtang watched her quietly at the door for a while, forced herself to look away, and walked to a place where she could not see the classroom.

Xiao Qing raised her head, looked out, and bit her lower lip lightly.

The morning light penetrated the gray fog, and the sky gradually brightened.

The students came from the end of the hallway alone, crossed shoulders or holding hands, and said hello to Yu Qingtang one by one. Yu Qingtang repeated the sentence expressionlessly: "Go in."

This section is Chinese early reading. After Hu Juan came, Yu Qingtang left class 7.

Reading is loud in the classroom.

"Puuuuuu." Li Lan put the Chinese textbook in front of him and issued a secret signal.

Lian Yabing turned her head, something flew over from the corner of her eye, and there was a paper ball on the table.

Lian Yabing unfolded it and saw a line of beautiful handwriting written on the white stationery: Was Mr. Yu in a bad mood this morning?

Lian Yabing: "..."

Is it necessary to use such a large piece of paper to pass a note? I still use letter paper, and those who don’t know think you are writing a love letter.

Lian Yabing wrote back on the next line: Because Teacher Cheng is not here, it's like every three autumns if you don't see him in the morning.

Li Lan: But she didn't even look at me this morning

Lian Yabing: Who are you? Is there a good-looking teacher Cheng? Why is she looking at you?

Li Lan: Are you crazy about consuming CP? Shake the water in your brain. I don't usually look as good as Teacher Cheng, but she still looks at me.

Lian Yabing: You are just chasing stars and madmen. You are just a small fan. Isn't it normal that she doesn't look at you?

Li Lan: "..."

Can't talk anymore.

After two classes, even Ya Bing realized that something was wrong. Yu Qingtang didn't smile at them for the whole class. Although he didn't laugh much before, he was very serious today. Tong Feifei and the others who went to ask questions after class felt more obvious. , It's cold in winter, and it's even colder around Teacher Yu.

Even after Yabing collected her homework and handed it over to the office, Yu Qingtang said, "Let's put it down."

Lian Yabing put down her homework lightly, silent as a cicada.

She turned her head to cast a questioning look at Cheng Zhanxi at the desk next to her, and Cheng Zhanxi gave her a wry smile.

click -

Lian Yabing's pink heart was broken into eight petals.

Shouldn't her CP... break up?

Breaking up is not breaking up because they have never been together.

Cheng Zhanxi didn't go out for a morning run this morning, and squatted at Maoyan ten minutes earlier to create a chance to meet Yu Qingtang. The state of the other party's return home last night made her a little worried. Who knew that she could not wait for Yu Qingtang's figure until 6:35, and sent her a message, Yu Qingtang said that she was at school. The front desk on the first floor said that Miss Yu would go out at six o'clock.

Cheng Zhanxi came to the school, she entered the office on the front foot, and Yu Qingtang also came in the back foot.

Yu Qingtang did not show a deliberate indifference to her, and still greeted her with a gentle expression, but there was no emotion in her voice.

After that, she prepared lessons at the desk, went out to class, and came back to continue working at the desk without even raising her head.

Cheng Zhanxi wanted to communicate with her, but didn't know where to start.

Eat together at noon and go home together. Yu Qingtang took a nap at her house as usual, seemingly calm, but when Cheng Zhanxi wanted to push the door in, he found that the study door was locked.

At half past one, before she could knock on the door, Yu Qingtang opened the door from inside and came out neatly dressed.

Cheng Zhanxi raised half of his hands and stopped in the air, meeting her eyes.

Yu Qingtang's black eyes were deep, and she looked at her calmly without any disturbance.

Cheng Zhanxi's heart skipped a beat.

A few seconds later, Cheng Zhanxi took the lead in withdrawing his eyes, lowered his right hand to his side, and said with a smile, "Are you going to work?"

Yu Qingtang said "um" and walked out past her.

Cheng Zhanxi's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

She began to wonder if she made the wrong move at the movie theater, or was it an inescapable path?

She could feel that Yu Qingtang was closing herself in again. For the first time, she felt powerless, and she could only watch her closing the door of her heart little by little, and there was nothing she could do.

In the evening, Xiang Tianyou and a few classmates were doing homework in Yu Qingtang's office. He frowned, scratched his neck, scratched a few red marks on his fair skin, and began to scratch his head again. A few strands of his short hair were pulled out. The question in front of him was still the same. Nothing can be done.

"Mr. Yu."

Yu Qingtang sat in Cheng Zhanxi's office, facing out the window, thinking about something in a trance.

"Mr. Yu." Xiang Tianyou raised his voice.

Yu Qingtang glanced over coldly.

Xiang Tianyou was stunned.

Xiang Tianyou ignored the strangeness in his heart, raised his hand and said, "I have a problem."

Yu Qingtang restrained her coldness, put her hand on the table, got up and walked over, unable to hear the emotion: "Speak."

Xiang Tianyou didn't dare to say it, and he didn't dare not to say it.

Today's teacher Yu is weird.

Yu Qingtang finished the question for him in a tone that didn't fluctuate throughout the whole process, and asked, "Is there anything else you don't understand?"

Xiang Tianyou looked at her and said, "No more."

In the evening self-study class, several students who were doing their homework left a few minutes early. Only Xiang Tianyou remained in the office. Yu Qingtang looked up from the computer screen and asked flatly, "Is something wrong?"

Xiang Tianyou was sitting not far from her, the young man's handsome face showed obvious concern: "Mr. Yu, are you in a bad mood?"

Yu Qingtang's eyes returned to the computer screen, with one hand on the keyboard and the other hand flexibly operating the mouse: "No."

Fifteen- or sixteen-year-olds are not like adults, who can be measured, impulsive, impatient, with emotions written on their faces, and what to say.

Xiang Tianyou: "You lied!"

Yu Qingtang held the mouse's fingertips for a while, and immediately returned to normal.

She said indifferently, "No."

Xiang Tianyou went to the bottom of it: "Did Teacher Cheng make you angry? Tell me, even if I can't beat her, I will vent my anger for you."

In Xiang Tianyou's heart, Cheng Zhanxi is also a teacher, a friend and a buddy, and Yu Qingtang is a female elder who needs to be protected at the same time, just like a mother and sister, they really conflict, Xiang Tianyou definitely stands on Yu Qingtang's side. Teacher Yu is so gentle and weak, there must be no mistake, it must be Teacher Cheng!

Yu Qingtang's tone remained unchanged, and still said: "No."

Xiang Tianyou rolled his eyes and said, "I want to go to a haunted house on Saturday."

Yu Qingtang said: "Let Teacher Cheng take you there."

Xiang Tianyou snorted and said, "Mr. Cheng and I are going to the haunted house for what? We are going to perform what is called ghost crying and wolf howling. Who screams louder? Have you forgotten what happened to the two of us last time? I'm almost scared. I have to pee my pants."

The corners of Yu Qingtang's lips couldn't help curling up.

Xiang Tianyou pointed at her, haha ​​said, "You laughed."

Yu Qingtang threw the mouse in his grasp, and hugged his left arm with his right hand. He reluctantly said with a straight face, "Aren't you going to class yet?"

Xiang Tianyou could see the smile hidden in her eyes, took the homework in his hand, and said with a smile, "Let's go."

Yu Qingtang urged: "Go quickly."

He took a step towards the sky and looked back at her: "Don't be unhappy."

Yu Qingtang stern face.

He took two steps to the sky and looked back at her: "Don't be unhappy."

Yu Qingtang pursed her lips.

He walked three steps to the sky and looked back at her: "If you're really unhappy, you can play with us, and you can come out with any papers, all A, all B, all D."

The corners of Yu Qingtang's lips softened.

"Why do you talk so much?" She tutted in her heart.

Xiang Tianyou made a zipper locking action for his mouth.

He walked to the door, suddenly hey.

Yu Qingtang looked up.

Xiang Tianyou raised his arms to the top of his head and gestured with a big heart, the program is more than the heart plus version.

But he forgot that he had his homework under his arm, and just as he raised his hand, workbooks and papers were scattered all over the place.

At this moment, the class bell rang for the evening self-study, and Xiang Tianyou squatted down to pick up his homework quickly. He was too tall, his center of gravity was unstable, and he squatted too quickly.

Yu Qingtang burst out laughing.

"Goodbye, teacher!" Xiang Tianyou picked up his homework and ran away in a hurry. The young boy's clear voice was heard far away in the corridor, and the sun was shining all over the place.

The sunlight briefly illuminated this corner, Yu Qingtang shook her head and laughed, focusing her attention on the computer screen in front of her.

Math class on Friday morning.

Yu Qingtang walked into the classroom, and there was a bunch of two-color tulips on the podium, wrapped in light blue flower wrapping paper, with a delicate card inside.

Yu Qingtang didn't want to tear it down, or even take it away. Now that she has decided to go back to the beginning, she should have nothing to do with these students. The school asked her to take the head teacher for this semester. It just so happened that there were less than ten days left for the final exam in this semester, as long as she survived these ten days. Next semester, she will teach a new class. She will no longer be the head teacher. She will leave after class every day. She will not have to deal with unfinished trivial matters every day, and she will not have to teach those naughty and problem students. Need not……

Yu Qingtang kept persuading herself with various reasons. She lowered her eyes and opened the textbook, ignoring the tulips beside her.

"What we're going to talk about today is..." She went to the chalk box to get the chalk to write on the blackboard, her eyes inevitably glanced at the students under the podium, the students pursed their lips and lowered their heads.

Yu Qingtang's fingers had already touched the chalk, and they seemed to consciously turned to the bunch of two-color tulips, took out the greeting card and unfolded it gently. Li Lan's handwriting reads -

I hope Teacher Yu is happy every day.

Signed: All the students of the first grade (7) class.

Yu Qingtang stared at the signature for a long time without saying a word.

The students below were also very quiet, raised their heads and looked at her expectantly and apprehensively.

I don't know how much time passed, Yu Qingtang finally raised his head, looked back at the students under the podium, and said sincerely, "Thank you everyone, I like it very much."

Li Lan counted down three numbers: "Three, two, one."

Yu Qingtang: "?"

All the students in Class 7 stood up and bowed collectively, and said in unison, "Thank you, teacher—"

There was a faint mist of water in Yu Qingtang's eyes, she took a deep breath calmly, broke the chalk, turned her back and wrote down the content of today's lecture.

Outside the door, a figure slowly disappeared in the corridor.