After Escaping Marriage [GL]

"I hope Yu Qingtang will never leave me."

Yu Qingtang was stunned, and a layer of water mist quickly poured into her eyes.

Before her tears fell, Cheng Zhanxi reached out to the opposite side and caught the teardrop with her thumb.

Cheng Zhanxi made a second wish: "I hope Yu Qingtang can be happy and happy every day."

Yu Qingtang smiled with tears in her eyes.

"The third wish..." Cheng Zhanxi smiled at her, clasped his hands in front of him, and closed his eyes.

She made a third wish in her heart, opened her eyes, and blew out the candle in front of her.

With the hazy moonlight coming in, Yu Qingtang said again: "Happy birthday, Cheng Zhanxi."

"You too." Cheng Zhanxi took off the crown from his head and put it on Yu Qingtang's head.

The lights in the dining room were turned on, and Yu Qingtang took out the inserted candle and put it aside.

Cheng Zhanxi looked at the blueberry cheesecake in front of him, moved his index finger, and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to get a knife."

"Wait a minute." Yu Qingtang stopped her.

Cheng Zhanxi turned around and saw that Yu Qingtang was still holding a small box with a ribbon in his hand.

"A birthday present for you." Yu Qingtang pursed her lips, looking a little nervous.

And a birthday present?

Cheng Zhanxi took the small box in surprise and joy, opened it in front of her, saw what was quietly blooming inside, and raised his eyebrows.

She really didn't expect this gift.

Yu Qingtang gave her a sterling silver whistle. The design is quite fashionable. It can be used as a pendant, a long rope can be matched with clothes, and it can effectively play a practical role - as for the practical role, only as a physical education teacher. Cheng Zhanxi can react quickly. She needs to blow the whistle in class and use the whistle to pass the password to the students.

Three birds with one stone.

Cheng Zhanxi tried to blow it, the whistle sound was crisp and the sound quality was pleasant.

Cheng Zhanxi raised his head, unable to restrain his love, and said, "I like it very much. This is the most special gift I have ever received."

For Yu Qingtang, it was a gift from the heart.

Seeing that she liked it, Yu Qingtang loosened his tense nerves, and then gently raised the corners of his lips.

Cheng Zhanxi walked to her with the whistle and said, "Will you help me put it on?"

"Okay." Yu Qingtang took the silver whistle.

Cheng Zhanxi was wearing a necklace originally, but Yu Qingtang touched the back of her neck with her fingertips, took off the necklace with the sapphire drop-shaped pendant, put it on the dining table, and put on the whistle she picked for her.

She walked in front of Cheng Zhanxi, straightened the direction, and let it hang down in the center of her collarbone.

Cheng Zhanxi's eyes were bright and he asked her, "Does it look good?"

Yu Qingtang looked at the gemstone necklace on the dining table, compared it inwardly, was a little discouraged, and said, "It doesn't look as good as before."

Cheng Zhanxi held the silver whistle: "I don't care! This one looks the best! I will wear it every day in the future, and I won't pick it up when I sleep!"

Yu Qingtang smiled lightly.

Cheng Zhanxi stretched out his arms to her, and the two embraced naturally.

Cheng Zhanxi rubbed her cold and smooth cheek.

"Have you ever given someone a birthday present before?"

"no."

The corners of Cheng Zhanxi's lips curled up: "then why did you pick the gift I like?"

Yu Qingtang was a little shy and buried her face in her neck.

"I have no idea."

"It's because Yu Tangtang is so smart that we even know how to choose gifts."

Yu Qingtang's face became even hotter, and for a long time he squeezed out two weak words: "Don't..."

Cheng Zhanxi tried hard to control himself not to think crookedly, and asked gently, "Huh? What do you want?"

Yu Qingtang grabbed the fabric of the windbreaker on her back, her ears were crimson, and she said shamefully, "Don't... praise me like that."

"Why not?" Cheng Zhanxi simply hooked out the chair in the dining room with her feet. She sat in the chair and let Yu Qingtang sit on her lap. She wrapped her arms around her waist and looked down, letting Yu Qingtang sit on her lap. With a shy expression, he said, "I just praise you, you are so good, you deserve all the praise in the world."

Yu Qingtang was about to set herself on fire, but she opened her mouth and asked her softly, "Where am I?"

"It's good anywhere." Cheng Zhanxi listed one by one, "You are beautiful, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen..."

As soon as she made the most superficial compliment, Yu Qingtang jumped off her lap, ran to the kitchen, and forcibly stopped the topic.

Cheng Zhanxi laughed behind her and pinched his chin.

It's not good to be praised like this, she will get used to it in the future.

Yu Qingtang found a table knife in the kitchen and took out two small plates. There was still a little bit of unfading light red in his ears.

The portion of the cake is not big, a little more than the serving for two people. The main ingredient of the cheesecake is cream cheese. A lot of sugar is added during the production process. It is sweet and greasy, just in line with Cheng Zhanxi's taste. Yu Qingtang couldn't eat this, so he only took a few mouthfuls, and put the remaining half in the refrigerator.

The two of them sat on the sofa and took apart the gifts they had sent to Tianyou. When they went to Happy Valley yesterday, Xiang Tianyou put them in the back seat of her car, and when they came home at night, they awkwardly lifted them up and handed them to her. , said: "Mr. Cheng happy birthday, Mr. Yu is in good health."

Bai picked up a blessed Yu Qingtang: "?"

Cheng Zhanxi lobbied with Xiangtian in advance, and it would not be demolished until Sunday night. The high school student was scratching his head and sent her several messages a day without saying anything important. Zhan Xi looked at it and smiled, the child was shallow, and it was nothing more than reminding her not to forget to open her birthday present.

Xiang Tianyou sent two DIY ceramic mugs, one black and one white, without patterns, simple and elegant.

Cheng Zhanxi praised Xiang Tianyou secretly in his heart, so that the joy on his brows should not be too obvious, and asked calmly, "Which one does Teacher Yu like?"

Yu Qingtang originally wanted to choose black, which was similar to her usual style. She reached out and landed on the white mug.

Yu Qingtang held a white mug in both hands and was carried back by Princess Cheng Zhanxi.

The slippers she wears are cotton slippers at home, which are not suitable for walking around in the corridor. Cheng Zhanxi put her down at the entrance without going overboard.

Looking at her figure standing outside the door, Yu Qingtang felt the urge to invite her in for the first time.

She pursed her lips, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Cheng Zhanxi waited quietly for a while, then said gently, "Good night, Teacher Yu."

"Good night." At the last moment of midnight, Yu Qingtang said again seriously, "Happy birthday."

She really sincerely hopes that Cheng Zhanxi can be happy and shine forever.

"thanks."

"Good night."

Yu Qingtang slowly took the door and looked at her face through the shrinking crack of the door.

Cheng Zhanxi always had a small smile on his face.

***

Cheng Zhanxi returned to 2102, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Xiang Tianyou: [The gift was opened]

Xiang Tianyou replied in seconds: [[Sa Beining inhaling oxygen.jpg]]

Children don't know what to say, so they use an emoji to pretend to be calm, but it's actually "urgent, wait for feedback online".

Cheng Zhanxi didn't appeal to him, and typed directly: [It's really yours, it's a very good gift]

Xiang Tianyou's heart, which had been hanging for almost two days, finally fell: [Hahahahaha, as expected of me, awesome]

Cheng Zhanxi: [You are the best, you will change your name to Brother Niu in the future]

Xiang Tianyou: 【﹁_﹁】

Cheng Zhanxi: [Sleep fast, I just celebrated my birthday and greeted the first day of my twenty-eighth, you are not allowed to be late for me]

Xiang Tianyou, who had just passed his fifteenth birthday: [You are so old at twenty-eight [surprised]] Cheng Zhanxi: [Thank you for your invitation, the real age is twenty-seven. What happened to twenty-eight? To live less than twenty-eight is called premature death! 】

Xiang Tianyou: [Sleep, good night, Mr. Cheng]

Cheng Zhanxi sent him a moon emoji, and he washed himself and fell asleep. Before going to bed, he held the whistle around his neckline, closed his eyes, and smiled with crooked eyes.

***

On Monday morning, the two met unexpectedly at the elevator entrance.

Cheng Zhanxi wore a camel coat with long curly maroon hair behind her, mature and elegant. The coat is unbuttoned, with a black cashmere sweater inside, and a silver whistle with a long rope of the same color hanging in front of him as an accessory, which is very eye-catching.

Yu Qingtang looked away from the silver whistle, her mood couldn't stop rising, and her cheeks felt slightly hot.

Is it too obvious to wear this way?

But really happy.

Yu Qingtang was slightly startled when she saw the corners of her lips upturned from the wall of the elevator's light-keepable sedan chair, and hurriedly lowered her head to restrain herself.

Cheng Zhanxi didn't reveal it, lest she shyly crawl into the ground.

Just kidding at home, it's easy for others to look at it outside, she can't bear it.

The person on duty on the first floor was replaced by Miss Xianyu, with a clear voice: "Good morning, both of you."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled back: "Good morning."

Yu Qingtang held Cheng Zhanxi's arm, with a faint smile on her lips: "Good morning."

Miss Xianyu was stunned: "Morning... good morning."

Cheng Zhanxi quietly turned to the side, blocking her vision, wrapping her arms around Yu Qingtang's waist, and walking out of the door on the first floor side by side.

Miss Xianyu stayed in her seat for a while, then lowered her head and sent a message to her colleague who changed shift: [I think Miss Cheng and Miss Yu are getting married soon, maybe we will be able to eat their wedding candy soon]

Walking to the gate of No. 1 Middle School, Yu Qingtang didn't mean to let go. The two entered the school gate openly and hand in hand. Cheng Zhanxi said, "I will accompany you to Class Seven?"

Yu Qingtang nodded.

***

"I'm going out!" Xiang Tianyou put on his shoulder bag and yelled in the house, regardless of whether it would wake up his loving father and stepmother, it would be better if he woke up.

The boy smiled wickedly.

Xiang's family has a driver, but Xiang Tianyou doesn't like to take the driver's car, nor does he like to take the bus. He would rather go to school alone, and embrace the fresh air in the twilight of the morning, which is much better than that suffocating broken car. . On Monday morning, he went out early as usual, helped an old grandmother to cross the road and walked towards the school.

Fenglinlu was some distance away from No. 1. Xiang Tianyou remembered that Cheng Zhanxi told him not to be late, raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, and decided to take a shortcut.

On the way, there is a section of urban village, all of which are old communities. There are many illegal and illegal buildings. There are "one line of sky" and "handshake buildings" everywhere. The pipelines are disorganized, the alleys are narrow, and the population is crowded. In addition to local people, many of them are tenants from other places. , mixed fish and dragons, poor security conditions.

Xiang Tianyou is young, tall, and a boy. He is a fake school bully. He is not afraid to walk in the alley by himself. back.

It was a girl with a ponytail and about 1.65 meters tall. She was wearing the blue and white school uniform of Sicheng No. 1 Middle School just like him. The school uniform was clean and tidy.

She walked quickly and in a hurry, and when she turned to cross the road, Xiang Tianyou recognized her face.

Their class was born in a boat.

Holding her schoolbag, Yu Zhou looked back while walking quickly, and finally ran up, as if something terrifying was chasing her.

Xiang Tianyou frowned, followed her figure and looked back, but saw nothing.

Xiang Tianyou is tall and has long legs, and follows Yuzhou not far or near, paying attention to the movements behind her, showing doubts from time to time.

When he arrived at the school gate, Yu Zhou saw the figure of the dean of the school, "Stalwart", with a stern face, he breathed a sigh of relief, his beating heart slowly calmed down, and he entered the school gate without looking back.

***

Class 17 of high school.

"Hello, Teacher Yu."

"Mr. Cheng, good morning."

One by one, the students entered the classroom, youthful and energetic, with smiles all over their faces.

I don't know when, Yu Qingtang can call out most people's names.

She is petite, her skin is not too white, she has a natural and healthy wheat color, and her mouth is like Tong Feifei, who is pounding all day with a small trumpet.

Shen Ming is a medium-sized, fair-skinned, handsome, quiet man with a delicate and gentle voice.

A lodging zodiac love with a beautiful face and excellent grades.

Most of them have ordinary facial features, not too big eyes, not too straight nose bridge, a little freckles or acne, different heights, shorts, fats and thins, but clearly formed the difference in Yu Qingtang's mind.

Xing Bailu and He Shuangjiang came over holding hands, Yu Qingtang glanced at Cheng Zhanxi beside him, Cheng Zhanxi hooked his lips and smiled.

Yu Qingtang put his eyes on the two of them.

This is what Cheng Zhanxi said about a pair of puppy love in the class. The two are not much different in stature. Xing Bailu is a little shorter, with a little fleshy cheeks, and they are more pleasing. He Shuangjiang has a colder personality and more angular facial features. At this time, he is looking at the girl next to him with a smile in his eyes.

To be honest, Yu Qingtang can't see anything, she thinks it's normal, isn't a good friend who doesn't laugh with the same jealousy as an enemy?

The fingers of the two were interlocked, um, similar to her and Cheng Zhanxi.

Walking all the way to Cheng Yu and the two, he said hello: "Hello Mr. Yu, hello Mr. Cheng."

Yu Qingtang gave them a deep look and said, "Go in."

The two men let go of their hands as if they were electrocuted, and hurried in with their heads lowered, and they all fled.

Yu Qingtang: "?"

Then she smelled something unusual.

When the two entered the classroom, Cheng Zhanxi leaned over and asked in a whisper, "Did you see anything?"

Yu Qingtang asked, "Why are they so afraid to hold hands in front of me?"

Cheng Zhanxi said, "I have a guilty conscience to be a thief."

Yu Qingtang asked, "What thief?"

Cheng Zhanxi took a dig in his heart, met Yu Qingtang's doubtful eyes, blinked and said, "Heart thief."

Yu Qingtang laughed softly.

She took Cheng Zhanxi's hand, raised it to her shoulder, then raised her hand and intertwined her fingers with hers, her black eyes were clear, and she asked from the bottom of her heart, "Is this... a very intimate move? ?"

Of course, it was a very intimate move. Every time Yu Qingtang took the initiative to clasp her fingers, Cheng Zhanxi's heartbeat would become very fast.

Cheng Zhanxi replied softly with consideration, and said, "This is the way couples hold hands."

Yu Qingtang was startled.

Can't she hold hands with Cheng Zhanxi like this from now on?

Cheng Zhanxi deliberately paused for two seconds, took her loss into his eyes, and added: "The same is true of close friends. There are more girls than girls."

Yu Qingtang's expression relaxed.

Cheng Zhanxi asked, "Why do you like to hold hands with me like this?"

Yu Qingtang thought for a while and said, "I don't know, I just like it. What about you?"

Cheng Zhanxi said, "I like it too."

Yu Qingtang bit her lower lip lightly and asked in a low voice, "Are you still holding hands with other good friends like this?"

Cheng Zhanxi approached again, almost touching the tip of her forehead and nose, lowered her voice, and said, "You are the only one."

Yu Qingtang: "I'm your best friend?"

Cheng Zhanxi did not accept this "friend card", and answered her in a different way: "You are the most important person to me besides my family."

Yu Qingtang looked at her: "You are the most important person to me in this world."

Cheng Zhanxi was stunned.

This……

Before she could think deeply, she heard footsteps beside her ears.

Lian Yabing and Li Lan appeared together.

Lian Yabing pressed a fist against her lips with one hand, as if she was struggling to endure something. And Li Lan held her arm, as if not even Yabing would stand unsteadily.

Yu Qingtang let go of Cheng Zhanxi's interlocking hands, and said indifferently, "Why don't you go in?"

Lian Yabing's face was flushed with excitement, everyone was floating in the sky, her legs were weak, and most of her body weight was leaning on Li Lan, asking her to help her come over.

Cheng Zhanxi said, "Do you two live close together?" The two of them had never been to school together before.

Lian Yabing said, "It's not close, but the squad leader passed by the gate of our community by bicycle. I came here on her bicycle."

Cheng Zhanxi raised his eyebrows.

The little girl is quite romantic. When the weather warms up, she also buys a bicycle and takes Yu Qingtang to work.

The two go in.

Yu Qingtang said without a teacher: "Li Lan deliberately waited for her at the door of Lian Yabing's house?"

Cheng Zhanxi: "Hmm." No denial.

Yu Qingtang: "I'll take a look."

The two of them were under her nose every day, and there was something she couldn't see.

At 6:55, Yu Zhou arrived, his lips were a little pale, and his face didn't look very good.

She said hello, bowed her head and went in.

Two minutes later, Xiang Tianyou came, and he pulled the zipper on the way from the end of the corridor, nodded with the two teachers at the door, and got into the classroom.

Boys of this age are somewhat awkward.

A few thorns were not late, the morning reading bell rang, Yu Qingtang watched Yang Li enter the class, and said, "Let's go, go back to the office."

Cheng Zhanxi picked up her hand and put it in his coat pocket, two people secretly wrapped their fingers inside, and the honey was born, and no one could see it.

The first class ended early, and Yang Li came back from Class 7, praising Cheng Zhanxi's clothes every day, from the coat to the trousers, and the knee-length boots, and finally saw the pendant hanging in front of her and said: " Mr. Cheng, what is your item? It's shiny and goes well with sweaters."

Yu Qingtang paused at the tip of her pen, raised her eyes and looked over, her expression was unclear.

Cheng Zhanxi said, "A silver whistle." She blew it as a demonstration, "Is the sound nice?"

"It sounds good." Yang Li said with interested eyes, "It's quite unique, where did you buy it? Send me a link?"

She reached out to touch it, Cheng Zhanxi sat in the office chair and avoided it naturally, she smiled sweetly and said:

"It's a birthday present from Teacher Yu, and I don't know where I bought it."

Yang Li has lived for 40 years anyway, and she didn't ask questions immediately, and said, "No wonder it suits you so much, so it was Mr. Yu who bought it." She glanced at Yu Qingtang, Yu Qingtang looked at her calmly, and clicked nodded.

Obviously nothing, but Yang Li developed a layer of goose bumps, as if smelling the fragrance of dog food.

Yang Li hurriedly ended the topic with "Mr. Yu's vision is really good", and went back to the office to avoid choking herself to death.

Cheng Zhanxi waited for her to return to her seat, and Yoyo agreed: "I think so too."

Teacher Yu buried his face in the lesson plan.

Ge Jing learned from Yang Li that she came over to ask for a silver whistle. Cheng Zhanxi took the trouble to show her again and asked, "Is the sound nice?"

Ge Jing raised her eyebrows and smiled: "It sounds good." Not only does it sound good, but it's also delicious. CP is really fragrant.

Cheng Zhanxi said, "Mr. Yu gave it to me. You can see it can not only be worn, but also blown. I usually take physical education classes very practical."

Ge Jing was envious and happy: "Mr. Yu is really attentive."

Cheng Zhanxi held the silver whistle and said, "I think so too."

Teacher Yu's ears turned red.

The air conditioner is turned on in the office, and it is not cold. Cheng Zhanxi put the coat on the back of the chair, wearing only the black cashmere sweater inside. The sterling silver whistle reflected the silver metallic luster as she walked around the office, which was very eye-catching. Seeing her little girl's thoughts, the female teachers all laughed and asked, and Cheng Zhanxi demonstrated and explained it over and over again.

Does it sound nice? It was given by Mr. Yu. Beautiful and practical.

All morning, the corner of Cheng Zhanxi's mouth has not come down.

A certain female teacher entered the door, and Cheng Zhanxi walked around in front of her.

Female teacher: "?"

Cheng Zhanxi cleared his throat and was about to speak.

A female teacher at the back laughed first and said, "Have you seen the pendant that Mr. Cheng is wearing? Mr. Yu gave it. It is not only a pendant, but also a whistle. It sounds very nice when it blows. Besides, Mr. Cheng can use it in PE class. It's good-looking and practical, and everyone should learn from Teacher Yu when giving gifts in the future."

Everyone: "Hahahahahaha."

Cheng Zhanxi also smiled embarrassedly and held the silver whistle in front of him.

As for Yu Qingtang, when the female teacher came in, she took the opportunity to open the office door and went out.

Class 17 of high school.

The head teacher's face suddenly appeared outside the glass of the back door.

Class 7 students: "!!!"

After a while, Yu Qingtang left.

During the class break, the souls scattered and gathered together clapped their hearts: "I'm scared to death, what happened to Teacher Yu today? How many times have you come here in the morning? Has anyone counted it?"

A classmate next to him spoke: "Roughly estimated, at least five times."

Someone raised their hand: "I counted, it's just the seventh time!"

Li Lan looked at Xiang Tianyou in the back row. Today's Xiang Tianyou was extraordinarily well-behaved. He didn't sleep in class and didn't say anything, and he seemed to be taking notes. Shouldn't be his problem.

Why does the class teacher suddenly appear frequently? Is it a lack of humanity or a loss of morality?

Class 7 students collectively shivered: Mom, I'm so scared.

Finally, it was the end of the morning when the school bell rang. In the office, Yu Qingtang watched Cheng Zhanxi put on her overcoat and stepped forward to button it up for her. She was about to whistle PTSD, and she felt uncomfortable when she saw it. Cheng Zhanxi looked down at her focused expression with tenderness in her eyes.

Ge Jingjing quietly let himself disappear, not to disturb the pair.

Yu Qingtang buttoned her up, Cheng Zhanxi grabbed her hands, held them in front of him, stroked the back of her smooth and delicate hands, and asked, "Mr. Yu, what do you want for lunch?"

Yu Qingtang thought for a while and said, "Eat at the school gate?"

Cheng Zhanxi raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, she didn't even say "everything"?

Cheng Zhanxi was overjoyed and said, "Okay, let's go to the school gate to eat."

How could she know what Yu Qingtang was thinking: there are so many people in the cafeteria, teachers will definitely meet other teachers in the dining area, and Cheng Zhanxi's good relationship is not only in this office, if she shows the whistle again, it will be so harmonious The other teachers said that Yu Qingtang could only dig a crack on the spot to get in.

It's safer outside of school anyway.

After having lunch happily and going home together happily, Cheng Zhanxi hummed all the way.

Yu Qingtang was in a good mood after being infected, and she spoke in a relaxed tone: "You like that whistle so much?"

Cheng Zhanxi said without thinking, "I like the whistle, and I like you more."

Yu Qingtang stopped suddenly, Cheng Zhanxi and her hand held each other, blocked the forward pace, and looked back at her: "What's wrong?"

A very dazed look appeared on Yu Qingtang's face.

"I don't know," she said.

There was a feeling of over-electricity flowing through her heart, soft and throbbing, with a little numbness. This electric current spread from the heart to the whole body, making her even a little unable to use her legs.

Yu Qingtang said, "I'll take a break."

Cheng Zhanxi waited patiently for her.

Yu Qingtang looked at her and didn't speak, but raised the other hand that was not holding her.

Cheng Zhanxi hugged her knowingly.

Surrounded by the warm body temperature, Yu Qingtang's hand was placed on the back of her head for the first time. This was more like an active lover's hug, rather than a child-like intimacy.

Yu Qingtang let out a contented sigh in Cheng Zhanxi's ear that she didn't even realize.

Cheng Zhanxi held her arms tightly.

Still taking a nap at Cheng Zhanxi's house at noon, Yu Qingtang came over with a pillow and went to her sofa familiarly, but Cheng Zhanxi took her hand and took her to the study. This house has an area of ​​130 square meters, not including the public pool. The three-bedroom space is very ample, and the study room is not small. Cheng Zhanxi usually stays in the studio, and the utilization rate is not high. In the vacant space, a single bed is placed, which is neat and soft. quilt.

Yu Qingtang: "..."

If it goes on like this, she is really not far from living in Cheng Zhanxi's house.

Yu Qingtang was lying on the single bed, covered with a quilt that smelled of sunshine, and pulled it all the way to his shoulders.

Cheng Zhanxi stood at the door with the light switch by his hand.

"Good afternoon." Yu Qingtang showed a small and delicate face from above the quilt.

"Good afternoon." Cheng Zhanxi smiled at her, turned off the light in the study, and gently closed the door.

Yu Qingtang closed her eyes, heard the footsteps outside the study, and then the sound of the bedroom door closing, she relaxed and fell asleep.

The bed was much more comfortable than the sofa, and the smell on the nose was fresh and delicious. Yu Qingtang heard the alarm clock ringing, raised her hand to press it, opened her eyes in darkness, the feeling under her body was soft, and the quilt was so warm that she didn't want to leave the quilt.

For southerners, the winter quilt is the hardest thing to let go of.

Yu Qingtang nestled inside, hiding half of his face, and closed his eyes again. She is not afraid of oversleeping, Cheng Zhanxi will definitely come to wake her up.

knock knock --

Sure enough, after a few minutes, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Yu, are you awake?"

"Wake up." Yu Qingtang's voice was sour, as if there was a layer of quilt.

Cheng Zhanxi laughed: "Can I go in?"

"Please come in."

Cheng Zhanxi pushed open the door and came in. Yu Qingtang was still nestled inside like a silkworm baby, with long black hair stuck to the snow-white neck, lined with light blue pajamas, warm and soft.

Cheng Zhanxi sat on the edge of the bed, brushed her fingertips over the hair on her forehead, pinned the long hair behind her ear, and said gently, "Don't remember?"

Yu Qingtang whispered "En", with long eyelashes and eyes like a deer, unconsciously releasing a pitiful and innocent aura.

Cheng Zhanxi raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "Then let's stay in bed for another two minutes? There's still time."

Yu Qingtang immediately closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Cheng Zhanxi couldn't help laughing, and for fear of waking her up, he stroked her eyebrows with his fingertips.

Two minutes and fifty-nine seconds later, Cheng Zhanxi leaned over to her ear and called her softly, "Yu Qingtang."

Yu Qingtang breathed evenly.

"Yu Tangtang?"

Yu Qingtang's eyelashes moved, and her brows were slightly tight, as if she was struggling with sleepiness.

Cheng Zhanxi looked at her quietly for a while, her eyes were soft, she stood up, went to the living room first, opened the door, then returned to the study, picked Yu Qingtang up from the single bed, and walked all the way to the door of 2101 , raised her voice to wake her up.

When Yu Qingtang was picked up by her, she woke up once, realizing that she was groggy and fell asleep later.

Still bewildered.

"Press the password."

Yu Qingtang reached for the combination lock, and Cheng Zhanxi didn't open his eyes.

drop--

The lights are on and the door is open.

Cheng Zhanxi put her at the entrance of the porch, and whispered: "Be good, go and change your clothes. Don't wear a windbreaker. It's cold recently, so wear something thick."

Yu Qingtang stretched out her hands, and Cheng Zhanxi hugged her.

"Go, I'll wait for you here."

An impulse drove her, and her emotions temporarily overwhelmed her rationality. Yu Qingtang blurted out, "Come in and wait." After that, complex expressions such as annoyance flashed in her eyes, she pursed her thin lips, and added in a low voice, "If you I don't mind if there are no slippers."

"Of course not!" Cheng Zhanxi said immediately.

She tried her best to restrain herself, so instead of jumping in directly, she walked calmly into the entrance step by step.

Yu Qingtang gave way.

Cheng Zhanxi entered the living room, and just before Yu Qingtang spoke, she said, "No need to pour water, I'll just stay by myself, and I'll be late for any delay."

Yu Qingtang nodded to her and walked into the bedroom.

Cheng Zhanxi was working in the living room, but instead of sitting down, she measured and walked through this living room with the same layout as her house step by step. It looks empty from the outside, she knows it, and when she walks in, she finds it even more empty, with few details to prove that this is a living room where people live.

Cheng Zhanxi looked around the snow-white wall, and suddenly froze slightly.

She stepped forward and stared at a spike embedded in the wall. Generally, the nails nailed to the wall of the living room are used to hang paintings. Cheng Zhanxi searched around the nails and found a straight imprint with a different color from the normal wall. It is basically certain that a painting was hung here before, and The picture frame should be very heavy, otherwise such a new house will not be able to bear such marks.

What picture did she hang? Where has that painting gone now? Why didn't the nails come off?

Yu Qingtang came out of the bedroom, Cheng Zhanxi sat on the sofa with his hands on his knees. Yu Qingtang changed into a dark gray coat, which was thick and thick, making her even more petite, and she was only a few centimeters shorter than herself. Cheng Zhanxi always has an urge to take her into his arms and hide it, which has nothing to do with lust, but a desire for exclusiveness that comes from the heart.

Yu Qingtang looked at her dark eyes and said, "Let's go?"

Cheng Zhanxi stood up and said, "Go."

Before going out, Cheng Zhanxi looked back at the spike, and asked casually, "Is there a painting before Teacher Yu's living room?"

Yu Qingtang held the doorknob for a while and said, "Yes."

"How did you take it off?"

"I hung it in the bedroom."

"Do you like that picture very much?"

"En." Yu Qingtang closed the door.

Cheng Zhanxi smiled and stopped answering.

She knocked over seventeen or eight jars of vinegar in her heart at the same time, didn't Yu Qingtang say that it was just like painting? Which painter is he/she, how can he/she enter Yu Qingtang's bedroom, and his own paintings haven't entered yet! Don't give her away for nothing! This painter had better be alive, she could go see her in person when she has time, who is holy in the end!

Cheng Zhanxi turned his face, Yu Qingtang couldn't see the angle, the corner of his mouth turned down.

Yu Qingtang pulled her sleeve.

Cheng Zhanxi took a deep breath, turned around, and said as usual, "what's the matter?"

"The elevator is here."

Cheng Zhanxi took Yu Qingtang's hand and walked in, naturally digging into her fingers and interlocking with hers.

She stood in the descending elevator, smiled and looked at the numbers that kept beating, and told herself over and over again: not angry, not angry, just a painting.

Ding--

The elevator went down to the first floor, the two walked out, and Cheng Zhanxi's face was tense.

How to do? Still pissed!

The lady at the front desk on duty on the first floor was startled.

Why did the two of them turn back today?

She forgot to say hello, Yu Qingtang nodded to her, and she said, "Good afternoon, both of you."

Cheng Zhanxi nodded.

No matter how sluggish Yu Qingtang was, she found that Cheng Zhanxi was in a wrong mood. She looked at her while walking, but Cheng Zhanxi kept looking down at the ground, as if angry or aggrieved.

"What's the matter with you?" She stopped and asked.

Cheng Zhanxi raised his reddish eyes, and the grievance in his voice was even stronger: "Whose painting is hanging in your bedroom?"

Yu Qingtang had a hunch that she might cry if she didn't say it. For a woman who could cry when she heard the name of a horror movie, it was the right choice not to challenge her tear threshold.

Yu Qingtang sighed without a trace and said, "Yours."

Cheng Zhanxi opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it.

Yu Qingtang repeated: "Your painting, "Blizzard."

Cheng Zhanxi's tears still fell out, and he choked slightly: "Why didn't you say it earlier? It made me angry for so long..."

Yu Qingtang said in her heart how did I know you would be angry about this kind of thing?

But she didn't speak, she just wiped away the tears with her hands, and her heart was even more tender: "I was wrong, don't cry, it will cost you all the makeup."

Cheng Zhanxi cried and said, "I put on waterproof makeup."

As soon as these words came out, both of them laughed.

Cheng Zhanxi couldn't cry anymore, and was a little embarrassed for being late, and the roots of his ears were red.

Yu Qingtang touched her soft ears.

Packing up their emotions, the two set off together again.

It turned out that her "Blizzard" was filmed by Yu Qingtang. Cheng Zhanxi felt more and more destined by fate. No matter how many coincidences, as long as it was placed on Yu Qingtang, she could accept it. red lines on them.

Why did she put "Blizzard" in the bedroom? Do you want to sleep and watch it, or just don't want to let yourself see it?

After Xiao Oolong passed, Cheng Zhanxi began to think about it.

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