The best ambiguous master

"Zhao Xiaohan, you are not late today!"

"I'm always on time and I don't like being late!"

"Just like skipping classes, right?"

"No, I'm an excellent student. Can things like skipping classes be connected with me? I just think that in my limited life, I should do more meaningful things!"

"What meaningful thing is it worth skipping classes for a month?"

"There are so many, there are too many, they are brave enough to help old grandmas cross the road, carry water for widows, tell fortunes for girls, read palms, and occasionally invite a few girls to dinner. By the way, Mr. Murong, I invite you to dinner tonight to make an apology. How about, how about eating six yuan Mala Tang?"

"..."

The above is the conversation between Zhao Xiaohan and Murong Yan'er in a certain office at Yenching University at eight o'clock the next morning. Her complexion suddenly changed. Obviously, as a woman in the new era, she understood the meaning of the six yuan Mala Tang.

"Uh, you don't like it? Then I'll treat you to a seven-yuan Mala Tang? How about we eat Liangpi?"

"If you still don't like it, then I'll buy you two packs of bear biscuits, what do you think?"

"..."

"Zhao Xiaohan, be more serious!"

Finally, Murong Yan'er couldn't help getting angry, she slapped the table with her right hand, and roared uncontrollably, after not seeing each other for more than a month, Zhao Xiaohan's verbal skills became more and more powerful, it seems that in the past month, Zhao Xiaohan's little life is also leisurely.

Of course, this is only because he doesn't know about Zhao Xiaohan's life for more than a month. If she knows that in this more than a month, Zhao Xiaohan almost died, and he almost couldn't stand up again for the rest of his life. I'm afraid she will never be able to say this again, right?

"Report to the teacher, I am very serious."

Zhao Xiaohan coughed and pretended to speak righteously, but the smile on his face still betrayed him. Looking at Zhao Xiaohan's strong smile, Murong Yan'er helplessly rubbed her temples and shook her head. He shook his head and said, "Student Zhao Xiaohan, can you explain to me why you disappeared for more than a month? Do you know how many times I called you in the past month? You, but gave me Shut down? Or don't answer it at all?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?" Zhao Xiaohan raised his eyebrows and asked such a sentence.

"Truth."

"Okay, I'll tell you the truth." Zhao Xiaohan smiled lightly, pulled a chair over, and sat opposite Murong Yan'er, looking at the beautiful cheek opposite, Zhao Xiaohan said softly: "This In the past month, too many things have happened, you may not believe it if you tell it, and to be honest, if you don’t experience it yourself, I don’t believe it either.”

"Tell me, I believe you." Murong Yan'er raised her head, glanced at Zhao Xiaohan, bit her lip and said softly, after hearing what Murong Yan'er said, Zhao Xiaohan smiled, and suddenly said: "However, Teacher Murong If you want to hear me tell you the truth, then don't take me as a student, you know, Murong Yunqing and I are friends. According to seniority, I will call me Brother Xiaohan."

"..."

"Stop talking nonsense, don't try to take advantage of me!"

After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's three words to draw her in, Murong Yan'er turned her eyebrows upside down, but as soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Xiaohan took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and smoked it lightly. After taking a sip, Murong Yan'er finally couldn't help it when she saw Zhao Xiaohan smoking in front of her face: "Zhao Xiaohan, you dare to smoke in front of me? In your eyes, do you still have me?" teacher?!"

"I said before, if you want to hear the truth, don't treat me as your student. Now, my identity is Zhao Xiaohan, a friend of Murong Yunqing. You can hear me, this month's story, this month , Too many stories have happened. Among them, there are stories about human life, about dead people, about gambling stones, about poisonous poisoning, these things, you will never see them in textbooks Yes, this is a story about a man..."

When he said this sentence, a beam of light just happened to refract from the glass of the window on Zhao Xiaohan's side face, matching his smoking posture and when he slowly exhaled a puff of green smoke from his mouth, there was a faint Don't have a manly taste.

A little handsome, a little gentle, and a little bit of a ruffian.

Looking at Zhao Xiaohan's handsome side face, Murong Yan'er seemed to be a little distracted. He hadn't seen him for more than a month, and his words seemed to be a little more sloppy. However, there was an inexplicably mysterious aura about him. What's more, there is a taste that belongs to men.

Time gave a taste to a man, but in just over a month, Zhao Xiaohan seemed to have been reborn, which made her more or less unbelievable.

However, there are some things that time cannot give.

"A month ago, I received an anonymous letter, which said that I was poisoned by a poison called Death Gu. They told me that I only had three months to live, but I didn't believe it. Later , I didn't believe their words until my wife, that is, Sun Ruoxi, was also poisoned by Gu poison, but, they said, Sun Ruoxi and I can only survive one person, you know, as a man, in this kind of life When the time comes, of course you have to stand up, for the sake of your wife, what is it worth sacrificing your own life?"

"However, I never expected that after they rescued my wife, they kidnapped me to the Amazon prairie, and threw me into the forest where birds don't shit. You know, there are all pythons and beasts there. , poisonous insects, but there was once a song that taught us, he said that this little pain in the wind and rain is nothing, don’t be afraid to wipe away the tears, at least we still have dreams..."

"In the Amazon grassland, whenever I can't live anymore, I will remember that I still have my parents waiting for me, and Teacher Murong waiting for me. I must live, because I am the only one alive , so I can meet my parents and my Teacher Murong!"

Listening to Zhao Xiaohan's words, Murong Yan'er said cautiously: "In the grassland, are you afraid?"

"Afraid, of course I'm afraid." Zhao Xiaohan gritted his teeth, his eyes turned red and said: "But, as a man, when I think of meeting you, I won't be afraid anymore. A man, if he is afraid, he will lose his whole life!"

After saying a word, Zhao Xiaohan sighed softly, took a puff of the cigarette in his hand, shook his head and said: "Mr. Murong, this is a story that belongs to a man, and a story that belongs to me. This is what you want to hear. Tell me the true story you came to, are you moved?"