It turns out that the school god has a crush on me

Chapter 417 Bian Yixiu x Xia Zhizhi (2)

At night, the two who had fed their stomachs returned to the dormitory.

Yuan Min exaggeratedly supported his lower back, "Oh, I can't do it, I'm too full!"

Mi Xia smiled, and raised her hand to help her, "Then I'll help you, go back to sleep quickly."

Standing at the door of the dormitory, she took out the key from her pocket, turned the door of the dormitory, and suddenly something fell out of the coat she was carrying
Yuan Min reached out to pick it up, and saw it was a small bottle, "Xia Xia, what is this?"

Misha took it over to look at it, and she knew what it was just by looking at it, because in her incomplete memory, such things appeared countless times.

Misha clenched her hands unconsciously, and looked at Yuan Min, "Isn't this yours?"

"No, it fell from you just now. It seems to have fallen from your coat?" Yuan Min was puzzled.

Sitting in front of the table, she opened the small zipper of the hidden compartment where the corner was exposed. The bottle probably fell out from here, and there was a card inside without a card pocket, with a photo of the ID printed on it. It seems to be used for some kind of documents.

Mi Xia looked at the facial features in the photo, a man with a cold demeanor and a little bookish.

She was obviously someone she didn't know, but for some reason, there was a strange sense of familiarity, especially when she saw those eyes, her heart jumped accordingly.

It seemed like she should have known this guy.

who is it?

"Eh? It's Teacher Bian?" Yuan Min said in surprise.

Such a title rang in Misha's ears, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"you recognize?"

"The teacher who replaced Mr. Lin to teach our programming class, the youngest professor in the school, who is also abstinent and oh, you were not there at that time." Yuan Min suddenly realized.

"This teacher is very handsome. Originally, there were only a few students who took Lao Lin's class. At most, only one-third of the whole big classroom can come. Now every class is overcrowded."

"Really super popular."

Mentioning this teacher, Yuan Min had a silly smile on his face.
"Damn, your clothes must belong to Teacher Bian, right?" The expression on Yuan Min's face could no longer be expressed with shock.

So in fact, Teacher Bian is a low-key local tyrant?
Misha pursed her lips, "It should be"

Yuan Min swallowed, good guy, that teacher who is buttoned up to the top and whose abstinence makes others' hearts itch.

Others tried everything possible to form a relationship and add a contact method, but they couldn't find a way. The first time Misha met, they just gave him a coat worth tens of thousands of yuan?
This world is really crazy.

"Yuan Min, what's the teacher's name?" Mi Xia gently rubbed the ID photo with her fingertips, faintly feeling that a certain missing place is being filled in bit by bit.

Yuan Min picked up his mobile phone and prepared to go back to bed to play the game, "Bian Yixiu is one, two, three, four, five, one, repairing, repairing, and his class will be in two days. You can bring your clothes there and ask the teacher." Just know."

"Ah."

That night, Misha had a dream. In the dream, the fireworks were gorgeous, and the bookish man gently embraced himself in his arms. The scene changed, and it was snowy. He bowed his head and wrapped a scarf around himself. Eyebrows are affectionate.
"Happy New Year."

Mi Xia woke up suddenly. This was the first time she dreamed of this person. She clearly did not have this person in her memory, but why, there was a strong sense of familiarity.

why.
She put her hand lightly on her chest, feeling the beating of her heart.

Why does the heart hurt?

Have you seen him before?
Waking up was another sleepless night.

Bian Yixiu got up and turned on the lamp in front of the table, and took the photo frame next to it. In the photo, the young girl smiled sweetly.

He stroked the photo with his fingertips and murmured, "Zhizhi."

Why do you never see me in your dreams? I miss you a little.

"How about you come back and see me?"

The room was dimly lit, silent, and no one responded, and everything seemed desolate.

In class on Wednesday morning, Mi Xia and Yuan Min went to class in a hurry because they slept late the night before and forgot to set the alarm clock.

You can be late for class, and you can't be hungry.

When I arrived in the big classroom, as expected, there was already a figure standing on the stage, with his back to the crowd, writing on the electronic screen.

Yuan Min was very experienced at first glance, the cat snuggled up to the second row and sat down with breakfast in his arms.

Misha was dumbfounded
Yuan Min waved at her, signaling her to hurry over.

Mi Xia swallowed her saliva, hugged the steamed stuffed bun bag, and imitated Yuan Min's body, one step at a time.
"Cough." A man coughed lightly, and it landed in Misha's ear.

Yuan Min silently lit a candle for Mi Xia in his heart, and it was a good journey.

Misha turned her head stiffly, "Old."

When meeting that strange but familiar face, those eyes full of love in the dream were clear at the moment, and suddenly, Misha's "teacher" was hoarse in her throat.

At this moment, the surrounding scene seems to have changed.
"Teacher Bian." She parted her lips, and it seemed that Teacher Bian had said it countless times before, and she blurted it out naturally.

Bian Yixiu was slightly taken aback, and was stunned for a moment. This call reminded him uncontrollably that there was someone who called him in the same way.

Yuan Min couldn't bear to look directly at him. Although this teacher is handsome, his personality is older than Lao Lin's.
Misha was already ready to be trained, after all, he was late for the first class.
While cultivating and softening his heart, he said lightly to the girl, "Go and sit down."

The voice gradually overlapped with the voice heard in the activity building at that time, and gradually overlapped with the voice in the dream
"Why were you in a daze just now!" Yuan Min leaned over and asked her in a low voice.

Misha shook his head and put away the bag he was carrying, obviously he couldn't eat breakfast anymore.

"I always feel like I know him." She had a headache.

Yuan Min smiled, "Handsome guy, I also have a feeling of recognition when I see a handsome guy, as if he was a lover from a previous life hahaha."

Misha: "."

There is a handsome teacher teaching the class, and the students in the audience are naturally fascinated.

But throughout the class, Misha was in a trance, and couldn't help but look at the man on the stage. As for what he said, he couldn't listen to him at all.

Such a scene always gave her a sense of deja vu, as if she was listening to him giving lectures in the audience.

So familiar, it makes people feel heavy and uncomfortable.

The more Misha thinks about it, the more her head hurts. What important thing did she forget, what is it?
But the more she thought about it, the more her mind went blank, and she couldn't think of anything.

(End of this chapter)