"Get out of the way!"

With the impatient growl of the man in the flower shirt, Cheng Zhanxi rushed forward and caught the woman who was knocked to the side by the man in time.

The document in the woman's arms fell to the ground.

"Are you alright?" Cheng Zhanxi stabilized the other party, bent down and picked up the book on the ground, quickly stuffing it back into her hand.

"It's okay, thank you." An indifferent female voice answered her.

Cheng Zhanxi had already turned her head away, and the person rushed out three or four meters like an arrow from the string. Suddenly she thought of something, turned back suddenly, and saw a familiar thin back.

Cheng Zhanxi's pupils shrank slightly.

Is it her?

The thief was about to run to the corner, and he was about to disappear. Cheng Zhanxi gritted his teeth, gave up seeking evidence, and chased the thief.

Yu Qingtang turned back with a sense of feeling, the street was as usual, people came and went, and that person was gone.

Only the breath that lingered around when he hugged her seemed to have been smelled somewhere.

The thief was twisted into a uniform and sent to the police station. The owner of the stolen things couldn’t help thanking Cheng Zhanxi. The policewoman who handled the case joked that Cheng Zhanxi should be given a banner of “acting for justice”. Send it to Cheng Zhanxi.

Cheng Zhanxi hurriedly refused to say no.

She cooperated to make the transcript, came out of the police station, walked back along the road, stopped where she might have met Yu Qingtang, and stood quietly for a while.

- Are you all right?

- It's alright, thank you.

Cheng Zhanxi closed his eyes, and repeated the moment of the brief intersection in his mind.

She supported the other, and she helped her pick up a book.

Light blue cover with writing on it.

At a quick glance, it seems that it was written by Juanxiu for the first grade (7) class. As for the cover, it is printed with XX Middle School.

Cheng Zhanxi opened his eyes, looked at the red-to-green signal light in front of him, and smiled.

a week later.

She got a positive answer from Yu Jianxing.

"It's the high school math teacher of Sicheng No. 1 Middle School, the head teacher of the seventh class of high school, and the new teacher who graduated this year."

Cheng Zhanxi answered the phone in one hand, and held a colored pencil in the other, and scribbled a picture on the white paper in front of him.

Yu Jianxing couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "How did you know?"

She has so many friends, although it's not like a blanket search, it's better than a blind cat like Cheng Zhanxi killing a mouse.

Cheng Zhanxi painted the back of a woman shrouded in the rain and fog at the end of the rainbow, and said with a chuckle, "As you said, we will meet by chance."

Yu Jianxing: "…"

She was lying, and whoever believed it was a fool.

Yu Jianxing was happy to hear her laughter, and said, "Are you serious?"

"Why am I lying to you?" Cheng Zhanxi talked about the encounter with each other on the way to catch the thief in a few words. Yu Jianxing was amazed at the other side, and said that she would also catch a thief, in case she could pick up a girlfriend. ?

Cheng Zhanxi pierced her ruthlessly: "Can you catch up with the thief with a body that panting after just two steps? Did you beat him or he beat you when you caught up?"

Yu Jianxing put the phone away angrily.

Cheng Zhanxi finished painting the painting in the studio, washed his hands, and called his assistant.

"Mr. Cheng."

"Help me refund my ticket for next week. I'm going to stay in Sicheng for a while longer."

"OK."

Cheng Zhanxi didn't plan to stay in Sicheng for a long time. She originally planned to stay for a month or two and leave. It was Yu Jianxing who said that she was bored alone and asked her to stay for a while longer. In more than half a year, Cheng Zhanxi has been to all the places that Sicheng should go. If it wasn't for the episode of Yu Qingtang's one-night stand, she would have left long ago.

Once in a convenience store, once in a bar, and once on the road, there are no more than three things. This is probably the most obvious revelation that God has given her, asking her to hold on to this fate.

Cheng Zhanxi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a wide view, holding a cup of tea in one hand, and the corners of his lips raised a bright smile.

Yu Qingtang.

She took a sip of tea, walked back to the table with it, and opened the homepage of the official website of Sicheng No. 1 Middle School.

***

Mid-September, half past six in the morning.

The sun showed half of its face in the clouds, and the pale golden morning light shone through the clouds.

As a key middle school in Sicheng, the school gate of No. 1 Middle School was rebuilt two years ago, and the dark gray is magnificent and fully worthy of its identity.

On the side of the road, there was a car for the children, and some people were carrying school bags to say goodbye to the parents in the car; the bells of the bicycles were jingling, and some people nimbly manipulated the handlebars to jump left and right, with a bag of breakfast bought on the road hanging on the handlebars. Stepping into the school gate with one foot, the wide school uniform was blown up by the wind.

Sicheng No. 1 Middle School has been open for half a month, and the students have initially adapted to the rhythm of going to school, but in the early morning of the day's plan, the students in the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School are still lazy, and their faces are full of youth. The breath, in groups of threes and fives, walked towards the distant school gate.

The words of the conversation were vaguely heard—

"What kind of homework did you have yesterday? One exam paper for math and physics, one essay for English, and anything else?"

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