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

Chapter 419 Bian Yixiu x Xia Zhizhi (4)

Mi Xia didn't know why, but he could faintly feel that Bian Yixiu seemed to be in a bad mood.

There are indeed a lot of things in the refrigerator. Mi Xia has always thought that men who live alone can only take out instant noodles for food, but they did not expect Teacher Bian to be such a particular person.

She dug out a bag of dumplings from the refrigerator, and with a smile on her face, she actually had her favorite cabbage and pork dumplings.

The kitchen was very clean, and there were all the kitchen utensils. Soon, a pot of delicious dumplings came out of the oven.

When Bian Yixiu came out to pick up things, Mi Xia was bringing out the dumplings. When he saw the dumplings in the bowl, he tightened his grip on the book.

It shouldn't be like this. He shouldn't see some coincidences and always see Zhizhi in this girl.

"Does the teacher eat dumplings?"

"Don't eat." Bian Yixiu made a serious face.

After a while, two bowls of dumplings were placed on a table, with chopsticks and spoons beside them.

Mi Xia looked at Bian Yixiu and thought to himself, just now he said he would not eat, but he sat down and felt that the teacher was a little cute.

Bian Yixiu picked up a spoon, scooped up a dumpling and put it into his mouth, chewed slowly, his face changed slightly, looking at Misha, he couldn't believe it. It tasted so familiar.

After Zhizhi left, he also tried to cook it many times, but he still couldn't cook the taste. Slowly, a pile of dumplings piled up in the refrigerator, and he didn't try any more.

"This. How do you cook it?"

He looked at Misha.

Misha smiled, "Just boil the water and boil it, it will be fine when it boils."

Bian Yixiu frowned, "No, you have to say every step from the beginning."

Mi Xia was stunned for a moment, but still explained the steps of cooking dumplings bit by bit.
"Add the same proportion of soy sauce after frying the garlic?" Bian Yixiu was stunned, he always added soy sauce directly.

Misha nodded, "The soy sauce seasoning made this way will be more delicious."

Although she didn't know why she did this, but in terms of cooking, how to cook and what taste would come out in her mind bit by bit.

Bian Yixiu had an epiphany, and it turned out that he had been missing this step all along, so he still couldn't make it taste like Zhi Zhi.

For a moment, he didn't know how to feel, and finished a bowl of dumplings with a straight face, "Thank you."

Misha scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed, after all, what I used was from the teacher’s house, and the cooking was only provided by manpower, so this thank you is really unbearable.

When Misha was still wondering whether to sleep on the sofa by herself, she saw Bian Yixiu went out with something, and opened the door next door with the key.
Mi Xia froze, teacher, did you buy the whole floor?

Bian Yixiu saw her follow her out, and explained, "I like quietness, so I bought the neighbor next door."

In fact, after Zhizhi moved away, he bought the next door. He originally wanted to open the door in the middle and open up the whole floor when he got married in the future. Now
Has become a luxury.

In the early morning, she woke up from a nightmare again. Misha was sweating profusely. Seeing that there was no tissue, she opened the closet in a daze, took out a new pack from it, and took a disposable cup from the cabinet under the TV to pour it out. She drank water until she sat on the sofa before waking up like a dream.

She stared blankly at the tissue in her hand, why did she know where the tissue was placed?
Why do I know where the disposable cups are placed?
It's as if I am familiar with everything in this room, so I don't need to look for it, I can get it subconsciously
At this moment, Mi Xia realized that since the first time he saw Teacher Bian, he had always had a strange feeling, just like the familiar feeling when he entered this room.

It was as if they should have been familiar with each other a long time ago.

Misha walked slowly to the study room with the closed door. The door was not locked. With a slight twist of the handle, the door opened and she walked in.

Laughter and conversation filled her head. She looked at the study room, only a bookshelf, a table and a chair, but a photo frame on the table attracted her attention.

Misha reached out to pick up the photo frame. The wooden photo frame was old, but there was no gray layer. It could be seen that the owner of the photo frame cherished it.

Her gaze fell on the photo, which was a group photo. Teacher Bian in the photo looked very young, but about 25 years old. Next to her was a girl of seventeen or eighteen with a cheerful smile. Who is she?
Misha's gaze was fixed on the girl in the photo, she was so familiar. Who was it?

Why do I have no impression at all, but I have a sense of intimacy.

"Teacher Bian"

A voice began to hover in her ears, getting louder and deafening, Misha scratched her head as if it was about to explode.

With a "snap", the photo frame fell to the ground, and the glass on the photo frame shattered.

Bian Yixiu, who just opened the door, heard the movement and hurried over, "What's going on?"

Misha suddenly woke up and realized that he had caused trouble, "Sorry, sorry!"

She quickly squatted down to pick it up, Bian Yixiu found out that the pupils of the photo frame on the ground suddenly widened, and walked three steps at a time, and pulled Misha's hand aside, "Don't touch it!"

Mi Xia was taken aback, and looked at Bian Yixiu blankly, "I'm sorry."

She really didn't drop it on purpose.

Bian Yixiu picked up the photo covered with glass shards, and wiped it carefully, as if afraid of getting dust.

"go out."

With a stern face and restrained anger,

It's because he shouldn't be soft-hearted, it's just that the girl in front of him sees Zhizhi's shadow and develops a soft-heartedness that shouldn't be, which makes her set foot in the place where only Zhizhi should be.

Mi Xia clenched her fingers, bit her lower lip, and her eyes were slightly sour. She really wanted to say sorry, but for some reason, she felt a sense of grievance when she was yelled at.

She left the study room, left a note, took her bag and left Bian Yixiu's house, until she breathed the fresh air and saw the sun outside, she was able to catch her breath.

Walking along the side of the road, at a loss not knowing where to go.

She walked all the way to a place that looked like a school, and then stopped. Looking at the familiar building, she bit her lower lip tightly, feeling this way again.

She was a little irritable, who was she, and where did this inexplicable feeling come from?

Could it be, just like TV dramas, do there really be past and present lives?

"Misha?" Someone called out and walked towards her.

Cheng Xuan smiled, "It's really you, I thought I was wrong."

"Senior Brother Cheng." Mi Xia nodded slightly.

"Why are you here?" Cheng Xuan didn't finish his question, but his eyes fell on Mi Xia's right hand, and his eyes suddenly turned aside.

"How did you get hurt?"

He took Misha's hand, a look of pity flashed in his eyes...

(End of this chapter)