There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

With sour tears in his eye sockets, Lu Zhiqiao opened his mouth and gasped, his eyes flushed, and his eyes were full of grievances.

She didn't speak, and her hand holding the bag shook slightly.

Qi Yan panicked.

I think I have a good temper and a stable temper. I don't give people a face easily, and I don't talk hard, but when I encounter something related to Lu Zhiqiao, I will be in a mess. At that time in the morning, she was already squeezed in her heart, but she saw that Lu Zhiqiao was too weak to bear and did not have an attack. Now she was anxious to get angry and lose her mind, and her brain poured out, but she hurt the person who cared most.

It was too late to regret, she watched the man's eyes redden, and her heart fell to the bottom in an instant, and she fell to pieces.

"Qiao Qiao--" Qi Yan hugged Lu Zhiqiao, "I'm sorry, I am really worried about you, I...I don't mean to blame you."

Lu Zhiqiao frowned, struggled violently twice, trying to push the person away.

The sick body couldn't make much effort. The more she struggled, Qi Yan held her tightly and kept apologizing. She had no strength and was unable to breathe well, so she could only lie softly on Qi Yan's shoulder and bury her face in her hair.

"I went to the hospital today and saw that you were sitting in the corner like that, alone, I was really angry and distressed... You don’t tell me when I’m angry, and I feel distressed that you carry it all by yourself. I’m thinking why you didn’t tell. I, am I not enough to make you trust, or I am annoying you... I dare not ask you for fear of embarrassment. After all, you have no obligation to tell me, do you?" Qi Yan's voice was very soft, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. Get up, with a self-deprecating smile.

There was a pain in his shoulder, and he was severely caught.

Qi Yan frowned, took a breath, and continued: "I know that you are busy and that work is very important to you. I have no position and no right to interfere with you. I just hope you cherish your body more."

"Lu Zhiqiao, where you can't see, someone always cares about you and cares about you."

The words rushing to the mouth can only be said in a tactful way. Qi Yan understands that Lu Zhiqiao is like a wounded hedgehog, and any wind and grass are enough to make her thorns all over her body. She approached her a little bit, slowly gained her trust, and didn't expect to pull out those thorns, just to soften them.

At least don't let the stab hurt herself.

For more words, Qi Yan didn't say anything, and his heart was clearly placed here. It doesn't matter whether Jojo wants it or not.

There was a faint sob in my arms...

Tears fell, and his nose was uncomfortably stuffed. Lu Zhiqiao opened his mouth and breathed while gasping. With his fingers on Qi Yan's shoulders, he slid on his back and hugged him tighter, as if worried about her running. Lose.

After knowing it for so long, Qi Yan gave her a face for the first time. Although she didn't say too much, her tone made her feel at a loss and wronged. Usually, she is not an emotional person. She has heard the really unpleasant words and seen the ugly face. She doesn't care much. But once she faces Qi Yan, her heart becomes made of glass and shatters with one touch.

Why do you want to comfort her again.

A person like her eats soft or hard, the colder the face, the harder her bones, but if it softens, she will also lose her bones.

It happened to be Qi Yan.

"I was wrong, Qiao Qiao." Qi Yan rubbed her hair with her ears and patted her back to coax, "Don't cry, it's very uncomfortable to have a stuffed nose."

Lu Zhiqiao didn't say a word, grabbed his shoulders and refused to raise his head. Tears rubbed Qi Yan's hair casually. With no anger in her heart, she grabbed a strand of Qi Yan's hair again and pulled it off slightly.

"Hiss——" Qi Yan whispered in pain, but laughed happily.

Jojo forgave her.

"Let you pull it again, so you won't be angry, eh?" She said softly, with a long arc of her mouth.

Lu Zhiqiao stiffened, did not move, raised his hand to touch her hair, and asked in a low voice, "It hurts, right?"

"No pain."

His arms were warm and soft, and the scent of the shampoo between the nose seemed to be absent. Lu Zhiqiao's gasping voice was a bit heavy, which made it uncomfortable to listen to. Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, and tried to stand upright with her shoulders supported, but Lu knew that Qiao did not move alive and wanted to hold her.

After a long silence, the room slowly diffused the smell of warmth.

"Not going to the meeting?" Qi Yan asked tentatively.

"go."

"..."

Lu Zhiqiao lay in Qi Yan's arms for a while, wiped away her tears, broke free, her red and swollen eyes were exposed. She turned her head and took a tissue to wipe her nose, and said in a low voice, "I can't stop going today. It has been postponed once. It will delay the subsequent process, and I can't let the whole team wait for me alone, and I am not bedridden and paralyzed."

She lowered her head to explain, she couldn't see the expression, her tone was faintly coquettish, but it was serious when she listened carefully.

"I'll accompany you." Qi Yan grabbed her wrist.

Lu Zhiqiao paused and nodded softly: "Okay."

Knowing that this person has no time to eat, Qi Yan went home and took a thermos bucket, poured the warm porridge in the electric pressure cooker, brought cold medicine, thermometer and nose patch, and told Niuniu to wait at home.

She drove her own car, took a few more pillows, and asked Lu Zhiqiao to sit behind with sugar in her mouth.

...

On the way to the company, Qi Yan scolded Lu Zhiqiao's boss ten thousand times in his heart. When I arrived at the company, due to the Ching Ming Festival holiday, the whole building was empty, with only a few people working overtime.

Compared with the "every evil" capitalist boss, the subordinates who participated in the meeting were obviously more humane. They didn't know that Lu Zhiqiao was sick, and when they saw someone with a bad face, they persuaded her to go back to rest.

Lu Zhiqiao didn't care, he simply tidied up in the office, and entered the meeting room with the computer in his arms.

The empty office building is silent.

Qi Yan couldn't sit still in the office and went out for a walk.

The entire floor outside is the sales department, and the next floor is the marketing department and the public relations department. All three departments are under the management of Lu Zhiqiao. Most of the desks are empty, a few people work overtime, there are unfinished bread or takeaways on the table, some typing on the keyboard, some making phone calls.

She felt bored and simply waited at the door of the meeting room.

The walls of the conference room are not glass transparent, and you can't see the situation inside. Qi Yan originally wanted to go in with Lu Zhiqiao, but he was afraid of disturbing the meeting, and secondly he was afraid of hearing any business secrets, and he didn't want to embarrass Lu Zhiqiao, so he gave up.

Outside the window, there are many tall buildings, the sky is cloudy and thick, rainwater hangs on the glass, and it is foggy.

There was a sound of high heels from far to near, coming from the rear right, Qi Yan was startled, did not turn his head, still staring at the billboard on the opposite roof-the female star seemed to have spoken for her family. After that, she stopped in the meeting room behind her, and there was another knock on the door, as if she had entered inside.

Qi Yan continued to look at the billboard.

The female star looks pretty good, but not as good as Joe Joe.

After a while, the door of the conference room at the back opened, and Qi Yan regained his senses, thinking it was over, turned around with his lips raised, and a slightly familiar figure appeared in his sight, stunned.

It's Su Min Hee.

She just came out of the conference room and caught Qi Yan's gaze unexpectedly. She was taken aback for a moment, and said in surprise: "Miss Qi?"

Qi Yan's smile froze and froze on his lips.

Isn't this, Jojo's "boss", the evil capitalist!

At the end of last year, her old father ran into Shu Minxi in the community, and they had a very happy conversation. They had long forgotten the discomfort of being released ten years ago and the resentment a month ago. At that time, it was not long after the two signed the cooperation agreement. . After that, at the beginning of this year, Shu Minxi paid a visit, and it happened that Qi Yan was at home, and the two met.

Qi Yan grew up accustomed to seeing older sisters of the "dominant female president" category. At the time, he didn't have any special feelings, and only regarded Shu Minxi as a guest.

And now, there is some dissatisfaction inexplicably.

"President Shu." She nodded lightly, not smiling.

Shu Minxi nodded and asked politely: "How is President Qi recently?"

"Good."

"Miss Qi... are you waiting for someone?" Shu Minxi naturally noticed her perfunctory and didn't care, glanced at the conference room and asked tentatively.

Qi Yan said, raising his eyebrows and smiling: "Wait for my neighbor."

"?"

"Lu Zhiqiao." She deliberately called her name.

Su Minxi was taken aback for a moment, and the doubts in her eyes flashed. Why didn't I know that Lu Zhiqiao moved to Ninghu?

"I usually live alone, right next to Lu Zhiqiao's house." Qi Yan explained kindly.

"..."

Su Minxi smiled: "That's a coincidence."

From a closer look, the boss is also a beauty, but he should be a little older, and there are fine wrinkles at the end of his eyes when he smiles. For some intuition, Qi Yan felt that she was "Ji Li Ji Qi".

"Mr. Shu, does your company often work overtime during holidays?"

The topic turned quickly, and Su Minxi reacted quickly, with a relaxed expression: "It depends on the situation."

Qi Yan looked at her, and she was also looking at Qi Yan. When I first saw it, I felt mediocre. At first glance, she was a well-educated eldest lady who hadn't been beaten by worldly affairs. She had a very personal character. But when I see you again, I somehow become hostile.

Elusive.

The two chatted for a few words, and Shu Minxi left first on the grounds of something wrong.

The rain outside the window kept falling, and from a high place, the sight was hazy with smoke. Nearly four o'clock, the gloomy sky dimmed, the street lights flickered, and the shops lit up sporadically.

The door to the conference room opened again, and Lu Zhiqiao came out first with the computer in his hand. At a glance, he saw Qi Yan who had just turned around. The eyes of the two merged, her expression was slightly stagnant, and the corners of her mouth were involuntarily curled up.

Before she could step over, Qi Yan had already stepped forward in twos or twos and reached out to take the computer. Just as he was about to say something, several people came out one after another and looked at Qi Yan in the same direction. She swallowed the concern that came to her lips, pretending to be calm, and turned to the director's office.

The two returned to the office one after the other, Qi Yan put down the computer, quickly closed the door, locked it, and hugged Lu Zhiqiao.

"Qi Yan..."

"Is it uncomfortable?" She frowned.

Freed a hand and probed his forehead, it was not hot, but it did not completely relieve the fever.

Lu Zhiqiao's face was pale, his nose flushed, and his skin peeled off due to dryness. There were nasal stickers on the bridge of his nose, and he coughed twice as he opened his mouth to speak. She braced her spirit, and at this moment she relaxed, her eyebrows and eyes were exhausted, and she softened when she was hugged by Qi Yan, leaning in her arms like boneless.

"It's okay, it's over." She smiled, and put her hands on Qi Yan's shoulders.

Qi Yan put his face to her ear, rubbed it lightly, and asked softly, "Are you hungry? Take a break and have some porridge."

"Wait for me to send an email, and..." She broke free and reached out to touch the computer.

Qi Yan's face sank.

Lu Zhiqiao was silent, his hand reaching for the computer turned a corner, and he quietly held Qi Yan's little finger, shook it, and said in a slightly flattering tone like doing something wrong: "I'm eating and sending, okay?"

Is this acting like a baby?

Qi Yan was stunned for a moment, as if it was not the little finger that was pinched, but the heart. How could she withstand such unconscious teasing from Jojo, a soft heart was squeezed into water at once, trembling and itching, wishing Jojo would say anything.

"I'll feed you." She compromised.

"good."

Lu Zhiqiao sat on the sofa with the computer, crackling and typing on the keyboard. Her blind typing was very proficient, and she could type in both Chinese and English without looking at the keyboard. Within two minutes, half a page of dense letters was typed on the document. Qi Yan was sitting next to him holding a thermos bucket, the porridge was still very hot, she picked up a spoonful and blew it carefully, and held it with the lid to Lu Zhiqiao's mouth.

This person was very obedient. When he opened his mouth, he stopped typing to make sure that the porridge was eaten and there was no omission before he continued.

Corn kernels porridge, just light.

Qi Yan knew that she didn't worry about it until she finished it, so she didn't feed it too often, and tried to get her to fight more every time, so that it would be done early.

The rhythm of the two is very tacit.

After sending the email, Lu Zhiqiao put the computer aside and wanted to take the thermos to eat by herself. Qi Yan refused. She had no choice but to sit on a pillow obediently and be fed one bite at a time.

"Next time you don't feel well, don't carry it by yourself. Tell me, somehow, someone will accompany you to the hospital." Qi Yan looked at the faint red blood in her eyes, his heart was blocked and hurt, and pretended to be innocent.

Lu Zhiqiao was startled slightly, his eyelashes trembled, and he responded in a low voice.

The porridge is too hot, rolling all the way down my throat, warming my heart, and the remaining warm surroundings for a long time...

After many days of rainy days, the temperature gradually picked up, and the whole city was enveloped by dull moisture. No matter where it was, the smell of mold seemed to be smelled.

In the blink of an eye, it was still raining in mid-April.

Today the school held a lecture on fire protection knowledge and invited several outstanding firefighters from the Municipal Fire Bureau to give lectures. In the third class in the morning, all teachers and students of the school went to the auditorium, and the head teachers went down to their respective classes to organize the order. For a time, there was a loud voice in the teaching buildings in the north and south.

But after listening to a lecture and walking around, the children were as happy as they were going for an outing, swarming up the stairs.

The back door of the second class was next to the stairs, and Qi Yan was afraid of a trampling accident and stayed at the back door of the class to urge the students to get downstairs in order. Most children are obedient to the rules, only a few naughty boys play in the back of the classroom, waiting for the classmates to be gone, and still have hippie smiles.

"Li Jinyue, Du Shuyang, what are you guys doing?" Qi Yan stopped sharply.

"Eh, come on~"

Three or five boys smiled and walked to the door.

Qi Yan turned her head and looked at the stairs. Perhaps the classes were about to go, and the flow of people was getting less. She was about to turn back to remind her. Suddenly, she was hugged with great strength. She staggered back two steps. Was thrown | pressed on the corridor wall.

One hand touched her x...

Qi Yan jerked his spirits and pushed away the people on his body. Before he could see clearly, he raised his hand and slapped him severely.

--Snapped!

At that moment, the entire campus seemed to be quiet.

The students from all classes who were about to go downstairs at the top of the stairs all looked over at the same time. A tall and thin boy stood there embarrassed and embarrassed with his face covered, and the few boys next to him were stunned and dumbfounded.

Qi Yan's face was cold as iron, and he looked at the boy coldly, his chest was violently ups and downs, his hands hanging on his side were clenched into fists, and his palms were numb and painful.

"rogue!"

...

It rained all day without stopping, accompanied by lightning and thunder, but it got bigger and bigger.

At around four o'clock, it was close to the time when school was over in the first and second grades. Private cars were parked on both sides of the school gate, and a black a8 was mixed in it, which was very inconspicuous.

Lu Zhiqiao has been busy for a while, so he doesn't need to work overtime for a short period of time. It is rare to have too much time today, so he came to pick up his daughter from school in advance. She didn't wait outside the school quietly like other parents, but went to the gatekeeper to register and entered the school, thinking of waiting for her daughter outside the classroom.

Go through the empty square and go up to the fourth floor of the South Teaching Building. The first room on the left is the first grade (2) of junior high school.

There are about twenty minutes before school.

As soon as Lu Zhiqiao climbed to the fourth floor, she heard a fierce quarrel not far away. As soon as she looked up, she saw a few people around the door of the teacher's office diagonally opposite, and the figure in the middle was familiar.

Tall figure, slender legs, black and soft long hair...

It's Qi Yan.

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