There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

There was no sign at the moment when the phone was hung up, and Lu Zhiqiao's heart trembled. She held the phone tightly against her ears, did not move, twisted her brows slightly, and felt a little guilt for no reason.

After a while, she put down the phone and rubbed the center of her eyebrows with her index finger.

"Who is harassing you again?" The man in the driver's seat turned his head, with a chiseled face, with an elegant smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, as gentle as a jade.

Lu Zhiqiao took his hand, turned his head and smiled: "No, a friend."

"Ah, I remember that you lied to me like this before."

"After all, I didn't know you well at that time."

"what about now?"

"Finally familiar."

"Fine?"

Lu Zhiqiao didn't answer, picked up his phone and poked him on the shoulder: "Concentrate on driving."

"good."

The scenery outside the window is moving backwards at a constant speed. The road is wide and busy, it is the main road in the city, and the speed is limited, so the car cannot drive too fast. After crossing the fifth intersection, turn left and keep driving. The traffic on the road gradually becomes scarce, and the buildings on both sides of the street are all low and bungalows.

The speed of the sports car was very fast, the man gave a light kick, and the trees on the street flew past, and Lu Zhiqiao had to grab the handrail.

Not long after, a lake appeared in the field of vision, covering a wide area, but because of the season, the lush woods along the coast were now bald with branches left, and they looked bleak and desolate at first glance.

After bypassing the lake, the car slowed down, and finally stopped in front of a courtyard gate.

Angel island.

The two got out of the car, opened the front cover, brought out the stuffed box, and went in together...

When I came back, it was already dark, and the car stopped at the gate of the community. Lu Zhiqiao wanted to go home and cook. After saying goodbye to his friends, he hurried into the community.

At night, there was a cold breeze, and the cold air pierced into the clothes. The street lamp stretched her shadow and projected it on the concrete floor behind her. The surroundings were quiet and quiet, and the sound of footsteps from heeled shoes was particularly awkward. She stepped up, entered the unit door, and pressed the elevator.

On the ninth floor, when the elevator door opened, the corridor sensor light also turned on.

Lu Zhiqiao was used to walking to her own house, and was about to take out the key to open the door. He suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at the closed door opposite to 902. The guilt of pressing down came out again and stirred in her heart.

She lied to Qi Yan.

For more than a month of getting along with each other, every day I can't see and see each other. Whether they go to get off work or leave the food or throw garbage, they always collide together at a few moments. The neighbors from door to door can't avoid meeting each other.

But let alone seeing people in the past two days, there is no news on WeChat, and when she thinks about what Qi Yan said when she left that night, half-joking and half-serious, she became more uneasy.

On the one hand, she offended the teacher. In the next three years, her daughter was afraid that it would be difficult for her to live in school. On the other hand, Qi Yan helped her many times, and she owed her a lot of favors. Yu Li is not quite right.

She wanted to ask her daughter how Teacher Qi looked like at school, but the embarrassment of being accidentally broken that night caused her to swallow the words that rushed to her mouth repeatedly, which lasted for several days, and she did not remember to click on Qi Yan. How many times the WeChat chat box, how many times the text has been edited, but never sent out.

The sensor light is off.

The surroundings plunged into darkness, and Lu Zhiqiao, who was immersed in the entanglement, was taken aback, raised his hand to support the wall, a cold touch came from his fingertips, and he fought a cold war.

Suddenly, the door opened, and the sensor light turned on and merged with the light spilling out of the room.

Qi Yan came out with two bags of **** and saw the person standing there motionless. He was taken aback for a moment, and the corner of his mouth provoked a sarcastic smile: "Did you finish overtime?"

Lu Zhiqiao's lips moved, but he stopped talking, lowered his eyelids with a guilty conscience, and said nothing.

Her mind is very messy, with countless bubbles like boiling water. After so many years of dealing with all kinds of customers, she has lost all the smooth ways of speaking and doing things when facing Qi Yan. utility.

What kind of person is Qi Yan? How should such people get along with them? How to maintain the existing relationship not far away?

Blank.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Qi Yan just pretended to be acquiescence, laughed self-deprecatingly, without further questioning, walked leisurely into the stairwell, threw two bags of garbage into the big bucket, clapped his hands, turned around and walked back.

"Ms. Qi..."

The footsteps stopped.

Teacher Qi Teacher Qi Teacher Qi, Teacher Qi every day, take a mouthful of Teacher Qi, and call her name to die. Qi Yan slandered like this, but looked forward to what she would say next.

Is it time to confess? Lie to her.

"I didn't mean to drive you away that night, and I didn't welcome you..." Lu Zhiqiao looked at her quietly, his heart hung in his throat and pounding, and a thin layer of sweat came out of his palms.

Qi Yan turned sideways and interrupted: "That's it?"

"?"

"..."

There was a daze in those eyes. The black mole on the tail of the eyes was innocent, no longer the cold and cold appearance when I first saw it. It was like being oppressed by something, and had to be contorted, only floating shallowly on the surface, as far as the deepest part was. Anyway, it's too chaotic to see clearly.

Qi Yan tilted his head and looked at her for a few seconds, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. He suddenly laughed and said, "It's okay. I was joking. I forgot if you didn't mention it."

The palm of the hand was loosened quickly, and the curled fingers stretched out a little bit.

"By the way, I thought about something and thought it was necessary to tell you a little bit." Qi Yan noticed her small movements, his throat tightened, he coughed slightly, and continued to say, "I did not change my face that day. So I took Lu Wei out to play because of..."

She briefly talked about what happened in the math class, and as she spoke, her tone became unfamiliar.

"Adolescence is very important. The body develops rapidly, but the child has not been weaned psychologically. A child at this age fluctuates greatly. What people and things encounter may affect her for a lifetime. You usually encourage her a little more and give her a sense of security. , And what I can do as a teacher is limited. I will try my best, but I still need the cooperation of parents."

"In addition, I am a person with a clear distinction between public and private. No matter how many personal grievances, I will not let the anger on the child. You can rest assured."

Lu Zhiqiao listened quietly, watching the light in her eyes go out a little bit, the curvature of the corners of her mouth slowly flattened, her glamorous and charming face seemed to be covered with a layer of cold concrete, stiff and gray.

"Okay, good night." Qi Yan said politely, turning around and entering the house.

The door was closed very lightly, so light as to make one wonder if it was really locked.

Lu Zhiqiao stood stiffly, his five curled fingers tightly grabbing his palm.

I don't know how long she stood, the sensor light went out, and the surroundings fell into chaotic darkness again. Only the elevator floor display screen gave off a faint red light, and her figure gradually blurred in the darkness, with a sense of loneliness.

After a while, she moved her numb legs, took a few steps forward, raised her hand and knocked on the door of 902.

The sensor light turned on again, and the darkness was instantly dissipated by the light.

After knocking several times before the door opened, Qi Yan's slender shadow appeared behind the door, his face cold: "Is there something wrong?"

"sorry."

Lu Zhiqiao looked into her eyes with a low voice: "I lied to you today."

"I know." Qi Yan said, "I saw it."

"what?"

"I saw you in that car."

Lu Zhiqiao's eyes widened in shock, and before he could say anything, he was dragged into the house with a violent force. He staggered under his feet, and the sound of closing the door came from his ears. As the world turned around, her back pressed against the cold wall, her lips | The last piece is warm|hot.

Without any entanglement or teasing, invading with a brutal and powerful aura, the big round white buttons on the knitwear were pulled effortlessly|open...