After Escaping Marriage [GL]

Yu Qingtang did not distance himself from Zhanxi, but he was no longer as boundless as before. They will still hold hands, but no longer intertwined. She will still sleep at her house, but she will no longer crawl into her arms and act like a spoiled child; she will still hug, but it is just a normal closeness between friends.

If there was no previous paragraph, Momo and Cheng Zhanxi would have gotten along like this when they grew up.

Yu Qingtang decided to return to the original "initial", and there was still Cheng Zhanxi. She carries through her past and present, even the distant future. It is impossible for her to forget her in this poor life.

She is always in her heart, but is closed along with the most precious feelings.

After school on Friday, Cheng Zhanxi took Yu Qingtang to the bus stop. Yu Qingtang waved to her while sitting in the car. She also waved to Yu Qingtang with a decent smile and watched her go away.

Yu Qingtang put her bag on her knees and closed her eyes on the bumpy bus.

An old lady came up halfway, she got up to give up her seat, and took hold of the pull ring hanging from above.

"Fanghua Road is here, please be careful when opening the door, and please walk well when you get off the bus."

The brake pads rubbed harshly, Yu Qingtang adjusted the shoulder bag **** his left shoulder and got out of the car through the back door.

It got dark early in winter, and when Yu Qingtang got home, the moon and stars came out.

Auntie prepared a delicious meal, Yu Qingtang put down her bag, washed her hands and sat on the table.

Fang Wenjiao asked Cheng Zhanxi at the banquet. She couldn't come to play this week. Yu Qingtang paused indiscernibly with the tip of her chopsticks, which was stretched out to the plate, and said lightly, "She has something to do."

Fang Wenjiao asked, "Isn't she a physical education teacher? Busier than your head teacher?"

Yu Qingtang didn't want to talk much, so he lowered his head to eat, and gave a vague "um".

The grandfathers and grandchildren usually communicate like this. If they are not friendly, Fang Wenjiao will not say more.

She and the old gentleman looked at each other, and her grandfather's eyes signaled her to eat first.

Two weeks ago, Cheng Zhanxi came to the old couple's house, and Yu Qingtang suspected that they were in love with each other, making the old couple happy. The grandchildren are not like the grandchildren of ordinary people, they are also a family, connected by blood. Of course, they hope that Yu Qingtang can find a reliable person to entrust him for life. Cheng Zhanxi seems to be a good candidate.

As for Yu Qingtang's marriage, although it was arranged by Wei Tingyu, the marriage partner must have a decent family background, but Yu Qingtang had never seen anyone. She always looks like she doesn't care about everything, even in life events. It's not ancient times, and many couples don't see each other before they get married.

If she can choose one that she likes and can love her, it is much better than placing hope on a stranger. As for marriage? If Yu Qingtang does not agree, Cheng Zhanxi will know more about her family, and they will be sure that there is no problem. She is a good person. They will talk to Wei Tingyu. Wei Tingyu's compensation to her.

After dinner, Grandpa and Fang Wenjiao let Yu Qingtang sit on the sofa in the living room and talked to her about it seriously.

Yu Qingtang said calmly, "No need, thank you grandpa and grandma."

Fang Wenjiao's voice softened: "You don't like..."

Yu Qingtang looked at her, her pupils were dark and deep, unable to distinguish her emotions.

Fang Wenjiao opened her mouth, but could not continue.

Grandpa's expression was as serious as always, and he said solemnly, "You make your own decisions about your own affairs."

Yu Qingtang nodded.

I watched TV with the two elders for a while, sent them back to their room to sleep, and went to the second floor to rest.

She didn't come back last week. The last time she entered this room, she was with Cheng Zhanxi. She only stayed for one day, and she made this place full of her breath.

Yu Qingtang sat on the chair, thinking that Cheng Zhanxi was crying in her arms, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She moved the chair to the place where Cheng Zhanxi used to sit, looked at the desk, a slender figure leaned vaguely beside the desk, and flipped through the books on her desk, because of the difficult mathematical theory inside, the eyelids were fighting, and the head was confused. Little by little, I almost fell asleep standing at the table.

She has slept in her bed, she walked through every inch of the space here step by step, the room is full of Cheng Zhanxi, smiling, funny, teasing, cute, pretending to be pitiful, shuttle in Yu Qingtang's around.

Yu Qingtang looked at these Cheng Zhanxi, and her eyes were filled with a gentle smile little by little.

Flowers will thank you when they bloom, people will leave when they come, and whoever has them will become mirror flowers and water moon. Nothing in the world is eternal, but memory can.

All she needs is this memory, nothing else is extravagant.

If you don't get it, you won't lose it. These "Cheng Zhanxi" belong to her forever and ever, and no one can take it away, including Cheng Zhanxi herself.

Yu Qingtang lay on her side on the bed, holding the quilt in her arms, the tears from the corners of her eyes kept seeping into the pillow, blooming one after another of dark flowers.

***

2102 halfway across the city.

Cheng Zhanxi took off the apron around his waist, looked at a table of dishes that he had accidentally cooked in front of him, took the tableware and sat down, and ate it one bite at a time.

After receiving a video call from her mother halfway through, Cheng Zhanxi simply connected and put it on the dining table.

Mrs. Cheng: "Which peerless beauty is dining here?"

Cheng Zhanxi put down his chopsticks, cupped his face with both hands, and said, "it's your dear daughter."

Cheng's mother asked her to see what dishes were there. Cheng Zhanxi turned the camera around for her, and Mrs. Cheng said, "Take a picture of the camera facing the other side and take another picture under the table. Is there someone hiding?"

Cheng Zhanxi showed her all.

Mrs. Cheng: "Then why do you cook so many dishes?"

Cheng Zhanxi sighed: "I'm in a bad mood."

Mrs. Cheng: "Isn't it worse to eat alone?"

Cheng Zhanxi sighed again: "Yes."

Mrs. Cheng: "My dear daughter, wait a moment."

five minutes later.

There was a family of three at the Cheng family's dining table, with a large plate of fruit in front of them, eating with them from a distance, clack clack.

"Sister, the shrimp you made looks delicious."

"Why are the strawberries I bought at home bigger and sweeter than mine?"

"Your Uncle He gave it, it was grown in your own yard, and you pour milk into the ground every day."

"Hahahahaha."

"Do you want cantaloupe? It's better than the previous one."

"want."

"I'll ask my aunt to buy more." Mrs. Cheng asked, "when will I go home?"

Cheng Zhanxi calculated and said, "It's almost the winter vacation, and there are still ten days left."

"Have you bought your ticket? Or did your family arrange a special plane for you?"

"I just buy the plane ticket myself, so I don't have to waste money."

Mrs. Cheng pressed the corner of the almost wrinkled beauty's eye with a tissue, and wept softly, "My daughter has grown up, and she already knows how to save money for her family."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled and said, "Mom, you played this part when I was three years old."

Mrs. Cheng looked at her husband and son: "Have I acted?"

The two men shook their heads together eagerly: "No, this is the first time."

Cheng Zhanxi said, "I remembered it wrong. This was not the last episode."

Mrs. Cheng is very satisfied.

Everyone was very happy. At the end of the chat, Mrs. Cheng expressed her desire for Cheng Zhanxi to go home early. Cheng Zhanxi's dinner was finished unknowingly during the chat, so she nodded obediently and bought a ticket on the spot.

Cheng Zhanxi originally wanted to ask what Yu Jianxing mentioned why he didn't hear the news of the divorce. Anyway, he was about to go home, so he would just go home and talk about it. At most, her mother dared to design a chance encounter between her and Miss Wei. It was impossible for her to get engaged to the Wei family without her knowledge. She was not worried about it at all.

Love is not the whole of life, especially for Cheng Zhanxi. She has too much love, and love can never dominate her life. After chatting with her family about the video, Cheng Zhanxi was in a much better mood. She circled the days when she went home on the calendar, and her mood was both anticipatory and complicated.

Of course, what she is looking forward to is going home. The complicated thing is that the Sicheng matter has not been resolved. For Yu Qingtang, if she just leaves for the winter vacation, there will be unforeseen variables. But she can't stay by Yu Qingtang's side all the time, she has her family, friends and work.

Cheng Zhanxi threw the tableware into the dishwasher, washed his hands and entered the studio.

After staring blankly at the canvas for a while, Cheng Zhanxi calmed down and slowly immersed himself in the creation.

After coming out, Cheng Zhanxi slid off the phone. At 11 o'clock, Yu Qingtang said good night to her. Cheng Zhanxi went into the studio and took a picture of the still life he just painted for her, and reminded her to paint her last time in the village. The paint for the portrait is dry, and I can come to her house to get it when I come back on Sunday.

Before going to bed, Cheng Zhanxi harassed Yu Jianxing by phone.

"Tell me a joke."

"You called me in the middle of the night just for this?"

"bad mood."

"Okay, I'll look for it. Once upon a time there was a bald man..."

...

Cheng Zhanxi laughed until his face hurt, yawned, and said, "Sleepy."

"Okay, Xixi good night."

"Good night." Cheng Zhanxi locked the phone screen, put it on the bedside table, and turned off the bedroom light.

As soon as she hung up the phone, she was no longer sleepy. She tossed and turned with her eyes closed, pulled up the quilt to cover her head, and tossed her to sleep until three or four in the morning.

On Saturday, she slept until noon, woke up, brushed her teeth and washed her face. She was too lazy to cook and went out to solve her lunch. In the afternoon, she went to a nearby park with her easel on her back, and found a place with a good view to sketch. It was a bland day.

In the evening, I talked to Yu Qingtang on the phone and asked her what she was doing at home. Yu Qingtang said that she was reading books and preparing for lessons, buying vegetables and cooking, and she answered briefly, and the call did not exceed three minutes.

The next day was Sunday, and Yu Qingtang should have followed the same steps as all rest days, staying in the old town until evening, and then taking the bus back after dinner.

Cheng Zhanxi asked someone to frame the oil painting in advance, and put it in the studio near the door, so that she could take it out and hand it to Yu Qingtang.

On this day, an accident happened.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Cheng Zhanxi was watching TV in the living room, and the phone rang.

Cheng Zhanxi glanced at the caller ID at random, put down the mango in his hand quickly, and picked it up: "Hello."

Yu Qingtang said: "Cheng Zhanxi." The voice sounded a little wrong.

Cheng Zhanxi: "I'm here, I'm here, you say."

Yu Qingtang was sitting in the taxi on the return journey, and her panicked heart immediately calmed down from the moment she received the news. She clenched her phone tightly and said in a low voice, "Xiang Tianyou and the others are fighting with people. I'm on my way to the police station."

Cheng Zhanxi's pupils shrank.

What?

"Which police station?" Cheng Zhanxi turned off the TV, and immediately got up and picked up the coat hanging by the door.

"Xin'an Police Station."

Cheng Zhanxi stepped into his shoes, pushed open the door and walked out: "Where have you been?"

The sound of the door closing reached Yu Qingtang's ears.

"Just over the bridge, about half an hour."

"Don't worry, I'm already out, I'm close, I'll go take a look first." Cheng Zhanxi strode into the elevator, squatted down and put on his shoes.

"Okay."

"Don't be afraid." Cheng Zhanxi gently reassured.

"I'm not afraid." Yu Qingtang whispered over there.

"be good."

"……Um."

Cheng Zhanxi went to the underground garage, drove out the car, and drove in the direction of the police station.

Yu Qingtang held the phone, the screen kept showing the call interface, but did not hang up. Cheng Zhanxi was already driving, she was very focused while driving, Yu Qingtang could only hear the sound of breathing from the opposite side through the Bluetooth headset, and her mood was unprecedentedly stable.

Cheng Zhanxi parked the car at the entrance of the police station, pressed the earphone and said, "I'll go in first, and I'll call you back later."

"Okay."

The phone was cut off, Yu Qingtang looked at the retrograde street scene outside, and urged, "Please hurry up, master."

At the base of the hall of the Xin'an Police Station, there were about ten people squatting with their heads folded. The ones on the left all have short black hair, four tall people, only one of them is short. The head on the right side is colorful, there are all kinds of colors, and the stature is uneven. He has tattoos and ear studs, and he can't hide his shyness when he crouches on the ground, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

A uniformed policeman gave them a sullen face, verbally educating them.

Cheng Zhanxi walked in, looked left and right, found the police officer who was in the reception and asked, "Hello, is there a group fight here? I'm their teacher."

Cheng Zhanxi was led to the base of the wall. She folded her arms and looked at the boys in the first middle school with their heads bowed.

Xiang Tianyou, Guo Fang, Lai Xin, Wu Peng, and one Lu Jian.

Several boys lowered their heads.

Wu Peng and others also whispered to Teacher Cheng, but Xiang Tianyou didn't say a word, and didn't raise his head.

Cheng Zhanxi clapped his hands twice, and said indifferently, "Awesome, they will fight in groups."

One of the gangsters watching the fun interjected and laughed: "Yeah, they are amazing, and they are on par with us, but they still suffered a little loss, we have two more people."

Cheng Zhanxi didn't look at him, and said coldly, "Shut up, did I let you speak?"

If she wasn't a teacher, she would scold these gangsters first.

The gangster was boring, tilted his head and smiled at a few friends, digging the tiles on the ground with his hands.

"Wander to the sky."

"..."

Cheng Zhanxi squinted at him, and his voice was colder: "raise your face for me."

Xiang Tianyou slowly raised his head, revealing bruised scars all over his face.

"I'm sorry, teacher."

...

Yu Qingtang took out a whole bill from her wallet, pushed the door to get out of the car before she had time to get the change, and walked towards the gate of the police station not far away, walking faster and faster, and finally ran.

Yu Qingtang rushed into the hall and saw Cheng Zhanxi standing on the right side of the hall, with a row of boys standing behind him, all with bruised noses and swollen faces, and messy clothes. Xiang Tianyou, the leader, was the most seriously injured. One eye was swollen like a steamed bun. I could see the slits between the eyes, the corners of the mouth and cheeks were dark blue, and the corners of the mouth were still oozing blood, I don't know where it was broken.

Yu Qingtang stood at the door and looked at them, her eyes gradually turning red.

She walked over slowly, the heel of her boot stepping on the tiled floor, step by step, extremely heavy.

Cheng Zhanxi looked at her, and other police officers in the lobby of the police station also turned to look at her.

She came to the group of students.

Two days ago, they were still in her office, wearing clean and tidy blue and white school uniforms, doing homework obediently and earnestly, and promising her that she would improve in the final exam, and some people even tried their best to make her happy. Now, because of the fight, he stands in the police station with his head down and his face is blue and purple.

"You..." Yu Qingtang's heart was heaving violently, and his whole body was hit by strong emotions, and he choked up as soon as the words came out.

Cheng Zhanxi put his arms around her in time and pressed her face into his neck.

Warm tears quickly wet Cheng Zhanxi's shoulders.

The only two tears in Yu Qingtang's life were given to Cheng Zhanxi, and this was the third time.

She didn't make any sound, and even held back her tears, but Xiang Tianyou and the others saw her suppressed trembling shoulders, and their eyes turned red.

They really did it wrong.

Xiang Tianyou clenched his fists, tears flowed from his eyes, and he raised his hand to wipe it away.

Yu Qingtang bit her lower lip, and it took more than ten seconds to restrain her surging tears. She sniffed and turned around and asked, "Why are you fighting?"

Xiang Tianyou originally wanted to hide it from him, and he did everything alone. Cheng Zhanxi asked him just now and he didn't say anything. Now that he saw Yu Qingtang's red eyes, his heart was sour and sad, and he honestly said, "They are entangled in the boat."

Yu Qingtang didn't understand: "What happened to Yu Zhou?"

The corners of Xiang Tianyou's mouth and inside were broken, and it hurt when he spoke, and hissed softly.

Wu Peng next to him helped explain: "Yu Zhou passed by those gangsters in vocational high school two months ago. The gang leader let Yu Zhou be his girlfriend, but Yu Zhou disagreed, so they kept following her. Brother Xiang every morning and evening during this time. They sent Yu Zhou to and from school, just because she was afraid that she would be harassed by those people."

Cheng Zhanxi's eyes widened in surprise, she looked at Yu Qingtang, and there was mist in Yu Qingtang's eyes again.

Yu Qingtang grabbed her knuckles, her throat choked slightly: "Why didn't you tell me?" Why didn't Yu Zhou tell her?

Wu Peng didn't know this, so Xiang Tianyou said in person: "They are from the other school, I don't think you can control that much, and if you go to them alone, I'm afraid you will be in danger. Also, Yu Zhou won't let me talk about it. , she doesn't want to cause trouble to you and Teacher Cheng."

trouble...

Yu Qingtang's heart was heaving, and the fog in his eyes became more obvious.

Cheng Zhanxi held her hand, and Yu Qingtang's knuckles clasped the back of her hand, the blue veins bulging.

Yu Qingtang calmed down quietly for a while, took a deep breath, and asked, "Where are they?"

Xiang Tianyou: "Huh?"

Yu Qingtang stared at him, with two clusters of anger burning deep in his eyes, and said word by word, "Those people."

Xiang Tianyou was stunned and pointed back.

Still squatting on the wall.

Cheng Zhanxi wanted to help Yu Qingtang over, but Yu Qingtang waved her hand away, indicating that he could do it.

She strode over, the heels of her boots made a crisp sound on the ground, looked down at the gang of gangsters with colorful heads, and said sternly, "Who is your teacher?"

Cheng Zhanxi was stunned, and his half-lifted foot froze in the air.

Guo Fang said in a daze: "Mr. Yu suddenly looks like an old hen who blows up her fur and protects her cubs."

Xiang Tianyou also opened his mouth wide, and when he heard the words, he immediately kicked him: "What old hen, it's an eagle! An eagle!"

Guo Fang added new injuries to old injuries: "It hurts."

Lai Xin said, "My young eagle feels a little happy. You can see that there is no teacher in their class. It's better for Teacher Yu. Teacher Yu didn't scold us."

Xiang Tianyou curled the corners of his lips, grinning in pain, and said, "Bullshit." He hissed and said, "You are not allowed to fight in the future."

The four boys turned to look at him faintly.

Who pushed them out to fight this time? Xiang Tianyou said with a guilty conscience, "I told me."

The four boys said in unison, "Nonsense!"

Xiang Tianyou was sprayed with saliva, but he still grinned, smiling happily in pain.

The eagle blocked in front, and the cubs were at ease in the back.

Cheng Zhanxi stood with the students and did not step forward, watching Yu Qingtang protect the cubs, no, educating the gangsters.

ten minutes later.

Yu Qingtang asked for the number of the head teacher of the gangster who took the lead in the vocational high school.

"Mr. Tong?" Yu Qingtang's voice was cold, "I'm the head teacher of the first and seventh class of the first middle and high school. Your student hit my student, should you give us an explanation? Their names are: Xu Qiuliang, Wang Mingxuan, Li Qiang, Wang Wei..."

Vocational high school gangsters are also students. Students can find teachers, parents, and adults who can take care of them.

Cheng Zhanxi took the opportunity to educate the boys in No. 1 Middle School next to him.

Sometimes children think it's a big thing that can't be solved, but it's a small thing for adults. They are minors. When encountering things, they should not take it upon themselves, and learn to seek assistance from adults. When they grow up in the future, they can also help those weak minors.

The parents of Guo Fang, Lai Xin, Wu Peng, and Lu Jian all came and took their children away. Cheng Zhanxi explained the reasons to them one by one, affirming that they did not fight for the sake of fighting. The starting point was justice and to protect their classmates. .

"Yes, I am their teacher, my surname is Cheng."

"They're all good kids."

The vast majority of parents respect their teachers, and when they see their children covered in injuries, they are so distressed that the two mothers shed tears on the spot and hurriedly took them back to deal with the wounds.

Only Xiangtian is left.

Xiang Tianyou's father Xiang Kang is on a business trip, and he is left alone now.

Yu Qingtang took him to a nearby hospital for a physical examination. Xiang Tianyou put on a pig-headed face, and waved his hands embarrassedly, saying no, no need, just spray some Yunnan Baiyao. Yu Qingtang glared at him fiercely, shrugged his shoulders towards Tianyou, and got into Cheng Zhanxi's car honestly.

Yu Qingtang sat in the co-pilot, her lips pursed tightly, her face extremely pale.

Cheng Zhanxi stretched out his hand and put it on the back of her hand.

Yu Qingtang held her back, drawing the warmth from her warm palm, and the thin blood on her face slowly recovered.

There were many people in the hospital on weekends. Cheng Zhanxi searched for a long time to find a parking space. Xiang Tianyou was as quiet as a chicken throughout the whole process. He didn't dare to say a word. Yu Qingtang's eyes were too scary. That kind of terrifying does not mean the terrifying horror that made him fear, but the complex emotions mixed with anger, blame, pity, and sadness.

The so-called deep love, the responsibility of the cut.

Xiang Tianyou could feel it, so I wanted to make amends as much as possible, behave better, and don't make her angry.

Yu Qingtang went to register.

Cheng Zhanxi sat on the chair with Xiang Tianyou, crossed his legs and said, "Brother Xiang, interview, how do you feel now?"

Xiang Tianyou said bitterly: "The client's feeling now is regret, very regret!"

Cheng Zhanxi: "Really?"

Xiang Tianyou: "Sincerely, it's more real than real gold. If God gives me another chance, I hope the period of not fighting is 10,000 years."

Cheng Zhanxi glanced at Yu Qingtang's back in the team, her mood was indescribably complicated: "This is the first time I see her cry."

It was for these little bastards!

Xiang Tianyou raised his hand and rubbed his nose. He screamed in pain when he touched the wound. He took two breaths and said, "Really?"

Suddenly feeling a little sad and a little proud?

Cheng Zhanxi still looked at the thin back, so fragile in the crowd, as if it would fall down when blown, and yet so strong, as tall and straight as green bamboo.

"But it's a good thing." Cheng Zhanxi smiled.

Yu Qingtang wanted to re-enclose herself, but today is different from the past. When flowers fade, they will turn into spring mud, and people will leave traces when they come. She once held Yu Qingtang's hand and worked together to plant a fire in her heart.

It is this group of students that she treats with sincerity and reciprocates with sincerity.

They are sincere, enthusiastic, pure, and without impurities, and their power is like fifty Cheng Zhanxi.

She can't refuse their flowers, she will cry for them, this kind of fire will rise in the wind, and it's only a matter of time before the spark ignites a prairie prairie.

She could never close that door.

Cheng Zhanxi laughed.

She tilted her head and saw that Xiang Tianyou was also laughing, her teeth were itchy, she looked around him up and down, and twitched the back of his uninjured left hand.

Xiang Tianyou snorted: "Why are you hitting me?"

Cheng Zhanxi sneered: "I'm happy! Teacher Guangyu is angry, I'm not angry with you yet!"

Xiang Tianyou also stretched out his right hand, the back of his hand flushed red—a beating.

Cheng Zhanxi was annoyed: "Let go."

Xiang Tianyou smiled shyly.

After a while, Cheng Zhanxi was also amused.

Yu Qingtang walked over from a distance, and what he saw was that the teacher and the student were talking and laughing. When Cheng and Xiang saw her, they both held their tails and behaved like a mouse saw a cat.

——The furious Yu Qingtang can't be provoked.

Yu Qingtang glanced at Cheng Zhanxi, Cheng Zhanxi got up and stood behind her, making a face towards Tianyou.

Xiang Tianyou kept staring behind her, and winked at Yu Qingtang.

Yu Qingtang looked back at Cheng Zhanxi, Cheng Zhanxi was dignified and well-behaved for a second, and sipped a harmless smile.

Xiang Tianyou: "..."

The corners of Yu Qingtang's lips were slightly upturned, and when she turned back to face Xiang Tianyou, she immediately tensed, and said coldly, "Follow me to see the doctor."

Xiang Tianyou bowed his head, humbly online: "Come on."

Cheng Zhanxi: "Puchi."

Yu Qingtang cleared his throat.

Cheng Zhanxi's young daughter-in-law pinched the corner of Yu Qingtang's coat and followed her.

Xiang Tianyou, who was also at the back, looked at her with her eyes wide open - shameless?

Cheng Zhanxi raised his eyebrows: Are you envious?

Xiang Tianyou: "..." Envy.

But he was a head taller than Yu Qingtang, and he was still a big guy, so he couldn't spare that tender face.

It was already dark when the three of them came out of the hospital. Xiang Tianyou suffered from skin trauma, which was not a serious problem. The young man had a thick skin and a strong foundation. With some medicine, he would be completely healed in ten days and a half.

Xiang Tianyou's previous clothes had several strips of cloth, and he couldn't wear them anymore, so he went to the shopping mall and bought a suit temporarily. The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy is tall and straight, with a little muscle, short hair and soft black, wearing white casual clothes, standing in front of the fitting mirror, many shop assistants and customers in the store secretly cast admiring glances.

Xiang Tianyou turned around, and there was a pig face on his body.

Clerk & Customer: "!!!"

"Ah!" A female customer took two or three steps back in fright, and was supported by the female companion beside her.

Xiang Tianyou Wu Qing's face instantly flushed red, and he quickly blocked it with his hands.

Cheng Zhanxi said, "Don't block it. Can you block it when you eat later? Why didn't you think you would be disfigured when you were fighting?"

Xiang Tianyou hid his mouth behind his hand, and said sullenly, "I know I'm wrong."

Cheng Zhanxi: "If you know you're wrong, put your hand down. If a man dares to act, he will bear the consequences."

Xiang Tianyou put his hand down obediently.

Directly opposite is a raised mobile phone.

mobile phone?

Xiang Tianyou opened his mouth slightly.

click-

Cheng Zhanxi took a close-up of the front of the pig's face.

Xiang Tianyou almost stomped his foot: "Mr. Cheng! Why are you like this?"

Cheng Zhanxi: "Hahahahaha." She shook her phone and said, "Leave a souvenir."

Xiang Tianyou wasn't actually very angry. What was it to leave an ugly photo among his buddies? When he looked at Yu Qingtang again, Yu Qingtang's brows and eyes were crooked, and he was clearly laughing at him.

Xiang Tianyou: "..."

Forget it, they are both happy.

Xiang Tianyou was taken to dinner by two teachers. The ugly photos in Cheng Zhanxi’s phone were deleted. She took pictures for fun, but didn’t want to save them. Zhang Shuai's photo is pleasing to the eye.

After that, Cheng Zhanxi sent Xiang Tianyou home, and then drove back to the famous mansion.

The atmosphere in the elevator was a little subtle.

Cheng Zhanxi looked at Yu Qingtang out of the corner of his eye, and Yu Qingtang looked down at the ground.

Ding--

Arrived on the 21st floor.

The two went out back and forth and stood face to face at the elevator entrance.

Yu Qingtang exhaled softly, looked at Cheng Zhanxi, and said sincerely: "Today's matter, I will trouble Teacher Cheng."

Cheng Zhanxi waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's hard work."

Yu Qingtang: "I..."

Cheng Zhanxi waited patiently for a while, but Yu Qingtang still didn't say anything.

She hesitated after changing a word: "Well..."

Cheng Zhanxi couldn't help laughing, raised his hand and rubbed her head, and said, "If you don't know what to say, just talk about it later, don't worry."

Yu Qingtang was silent for a while, then replied with a single word: "Well..."

Cheng Zhanxi grinned: "Go to sleep, good night."

Yu Qingtang nodded slowly, and replied in a soft voice, "Yeah."

This separation did not become a formal hug, but Cheng Zhanxi felt that she was closer to Yu Qingtang's heart than the hug.

Cheng Zhanxi walked to the door and said, "That's right."

Yu Qingtang turned back immediately.

Cheng Zhanxi: "wait for me here for a while, and I'll bring you the painting."

Cheng Zhanxi moved quickly, Yu Qingtang only heard footsteps hurried away, and hurried back, she held an oil painting in her hand.

Yu Qingtang took it, bit her lip and whispered, "Thank you."

"Good night."

"Good night."

The two gates were gently brought back and forth.

Yu Qingtang hugged the painting, put her back against the door, and blinked lightly.

Good wind blowing all night.

Monday morning.

The office of the freshman group was silent.

In front of Yu Qingtang's desk stood Xiang Tianyou, who was wearing a blue and white school uniform, and Xiang Tianyou lowered his head.

Yu Qingtang pinched his eyebrows with his fingertips, and his temples jumped.

"Mr. Yu..." Xiang Tianyou whispered, his eyes were reddish.

Yu Qingtang softly reassured: "Don't be afraid, there will be a way."

Xiang Tianyou choked up and hummed.

After the police station verbally criticized the education, the school's punishment has just begun. In No. 1 Middle School, fighting is an extremely serious violation of discipline. Guo Fang, Wu Peng and others all recorded a major demerit once, but Xiang Tianyou, who took the lead in the group fight, was punished by direct expulsion from the school.

With a bang, the office door was kicked open.

Xiang Tianyou's father, Xiang Kang, with a pale face, strode over and kicked Xiang Tianyou heavily.

Xiang Tianyou was kicked so that his body fell to the side, hit the solid wood desk more than half a meter away, and fell to the ground with a groan.