Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

Mo Zebei woke up when the mobile phone alarm went off the next day.

The alarm clock she set last night was half an hour earlier than usual, and when she opened her eyes, it was still dark and she couldn't see it clearly.

Lying in the same place and waiting for a while, after finishing the dark adaptation, she got up and went to the bathroom lightly.

After simply washing and going to the toilet, Mo Zebei bowed and pushed open Mu Hanxi's bedroom door, walked over and bent over and lowered his head to take a closer look. This person is still asleep, and she stretched out her hand to help her gently show her forehead. The hair was lifted, and the voice was gentle: "You go to bed, I'm going to school, see you tonight."

Mu Xuanya's phone number, Mo Zebei, was in mind yesterday. After leaving the gate of the community, she had breakfast at a nearby breakfast shop, and then actively called Mu Xuanya with her mobile phone, and she answered it soon.

"Sister Xuanya, this is Mo Zebei."

"It's Xiaobei," Mu Xuanya's voice was a little dumb, and she might not have woken up yet, "Is Han Xi okay?"

"It's okay, she's still asleep," Mo Zebei pushed the car out, "but today is a working day..."

"Don't worry about this, I'll go over to her in a while," Mu Xuanya got up, "You go to school first."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Zebei drove back to school quickly. When she arrived in the classroom, it was still early. She put down her schoolbag and started to work non-stop.

Mo Zebei got up early today, and he didn't expect Qu Junzhi to be too, only more than ten minutes later than her.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Qu Junzhi saw the person who was working hard. She walked over with a smile, patted Mo Zebei on the shoulder, and asked cheerfully, "Huh, are you busy?"

Mo Zebei took the time to look up and glanced at her: "Why are you here so early?"

Qu Junzhi's little mouth pursed: "You said I don't sleep in the soft bed, why do I get up so early?"

Mo Zebei understood, bowed his head and continued to do his homework, and asked, "Which subject hasn't been finished?"

"English." English is Qu Junzhi's strong point, but it is placed last.

Mo Zebei smiled and said nothing.

"What are you laughing at?" Qu Junzhi snorted her, "We are the same." Mo Zebei is now writing math homework. Both of them relied on their own superior subjects, so they did it in the end, a bit unscrupulous.

Hurry up and hurry up. Before the formal morning class started, the two finally finished their homework smoothly and breathed a sigh of relief to each other.

Today Monday, the third quarter is still a physical education class. After the free activities, Mo Zebei and Qu Jun strolled around the playground.

"I heard the girls in our dormitory say that there is a second-year physics teacher chasing Lin Xiaoran." Qu Junzhi and his dormitory were secretly talking at night, just talking about this gossip.

"Oh." Mo Zebei reacted lightly, not very interested.

"You went back and forth to the English office so many times, didn't you see the male teacher looking for her?"

"Did not notice."

"Forget it, I won't tell you this." This person has never caught a cold with these gossips.

Mo Zebei continued to walk forward with his pockets in, Qu Junzhi followed her closely.

"Zhou Ruoxin's father is really amazing," the two of them walked to the horizontal bar, Qu Junzhi put his hands on the straight steel pipes, "Liu Yang's such a tough nail house was pulled out by her father." Liu Yang transferred to school. It was spread over and over this morning, and it caused a lot of storms for a while.

Mo Zebei leaned against the steel pipe column, raised his neck and looked at the sky without making any comments. To be precise, she didn't listen to what Qu Junzhi said.

She missed Mu Hanxi very much, not knowing whether she went to work or was sleeping.

The phone is locked in the cabinet, and she can't call that person now, so she can only wait for the evening.

She sighed softly, feeling that time flies so slowly, she wished it would be dark when she closed her eyes now.

"What's the matter with you?" Qu Junzhi looked at her suspiciously, "Frowning again and sighing again..."

"It's okay, let's go, get out of class is almost over."

They went to the assembly point, and after class was disbanded, everyone went to the classroom.

As usual, after the physical education class, Mo Zebei is going to the English office to hold Lin Xiaoran's corrected homework.

Holding the homework, Mo Zebei didn't leave either. She stood there, staring at the phone that Lin Xiaoran put on the table with her eyes, a little bit ready to move.

"What's the matter?" Lin Xiaoran raised her eyes to look at her, and took a drink.

"Ms. Lin, I want to make a call."

Lin Xiaoran raised her eyebrows and asked, "Who is it for?"

Mo Zebei licked his lips and said cheeky: "My sister."

"Your sister?" Lin Xiaoran was surprised, "Aren't you the only child?"

"Hmm...my uncle's sister, I have something to do with her." She is not wrong to say that. In terms of speaking, Mu Hanxi's father should be older than her father.

Lin Xiaoran handed her her phone to unlock, and didn't ask any more: "Okay, go over there and call."

Mo Zebei put down his homework, reached out to take the mobile phone, and went to a relatively secret corner of the office.

Although Lin Xiaoran's address book stored Mu Hanxi's mobile phone number, Mo Zebei didn't search for it, and she directly entered the number manually. She had long been familiar with that string of numbers, and she was memorizing it back and forth.

The phone was connected, but no one answered. Mo Zebei bit her hand back and called again. She was still wondering whether Mu Hanxi would go to the company, and she was busy now.

Just thinking about it, the other side answered the phone: "Xiaoran, why are you calling me at this time?"

Mo Zebei glanced at Lin Xiaoran, who was still bowing his head carefully preparing for the lesson, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "It's me."

Mu Hanxi glanced at the screen again, and it was Lin Xiaoran's phone number that was correct.

"Where did you call me?"

"English office," Mo Zebei raised his wrist and glanced at the time. He was almost in class, "have you gone to work?"

"No, the second sister asked me for leave." Mu Xuanya called Liu Chuqing directly.

"Does it have a headache?"

"It doesn't hurt, just a little sleepy."

"have you eaten?"

"Yes, the breakfast my second sister brought me."

"Well," Mo Zebei was relieved, "Well," Mo Zebei was relieved, "I'm going to class first. See you tonight."

"it is good."

Mo Zebei hung up the phone, and then deleted the call log.

Returning the phone to Lin Xiaoran, Mo Zebei was holding his homework and looked serious: "Mr. Lin, I'm back to class."

"Go ahead."

After the phone call, Mo Zebei felt much more relaxed.

At noon, Mo Zebei, Zhou Ruoxin and Meng Yuanhao went to the cafeteria for a meal.

"That **** Liu Yang has changed school," Meng Yuanhao laughed. "The people in our class are going crazy today. I wish I could open a party in the classroom and celebrate with singing and dancing."

"Do you know where to go?" Mo Zebei asked casually.

"I don't know, our old class didn't say this."

Zhou Ruoxin didn’t want to hear about Liu Yang, so she opened the subject and asked: "Zebei, what did you go for last night?" Mo Zebei didn’t go with them after the evening study, and said that there was something wrong, so she left first. .

"Go to Sister Mu." She didn't say much, nor did she intend to say anything else.

Zhou Ruoxin lowered her head and poked the rice, a little unhappy. Since Mo Zebei was injured, Mu Hanxi had come to pick her up at the school gate every night and took her back to get the medicine, but he didn't come to pick her up last night. This person went to look for her.

Meng Yuanhao had a good impression of Mu Hanxi, and he said with emotion: "Woo, I envy you so much, every night, that tender sister will help you with medicine!"

Mu Hanxi was drunk last night and didn't give her medicine, but Mo Zebei was unwilling to explain: "Quickly eat, it will be cold for a while."

Meng Yuanhao paused for a while, then suddenly chewed on the steamed buns and patted the table excitedly: "I suddenly remembered that we went to eat shabu-shabu that time, and you met someone outside. Was that person Sister Mu?"

Mo Zebei was taken aback for a moment, she was surprised that Meng Yuanhao suddenly mentioned this.

Meng Yuanhao patted the table with excitement again: "It should be Sister Mu, the figure and back of that person is very similar to her."

Mo Zebei was noncommittal.

Zhou Ruoxin distilled the key points silently and looked at Meng Yuanhao: "When are you going to eat the shabu-shabu?"

"Just... the break two weeks ago."

Zhou Ruoxin felt heavier again when she heard it, so the two of them had known each other as early as that time and she didn't even know anything...

She stared at Mo Zebei in a daze, her mind was out of her mind, all kinds of complicated worries were intertwined in disorder, she couldn't get rid of it, and she couldn't figure it out.

Mo Zebei raised his eyes to meet her absent-minded eyes, slightly puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay." Zhou Ruoxin closed her eyes, lowered her head to eat, but chewed wax.

After eating, the three of them walked out together.

Meng Yuanhao and Mo Zebei have not gone to the basketball court since they got injured in the fight. Now the injuries are almost healed. Meng Yuanhao has some itchy hands and raised his chin towards Mo Zebei: "Come with me to play games. Bar?"

Mo Zebei shook his head: "I have to go back and do the problem."

"What are you going to do in a good time," Meng Yuanhao continued without giving up, "We should go to the basketball court now to sway our youth and sweat, and we must not let our lives down."

Mo Zebei was resolute, just not going: Mu Hanxi had promised her that when she passed the English test, she would give her a gift...

Meng Yuanhao drooped his head with a look of depression: "Then if you don't go, I won't go either."

As soon as he landed his words, he heard Yan Xiaoshuai holding a basketball shouting to him, and waving his hand vigorously at him.

He glanced at Mo Zebei with a guilty conscience, and Mo Zebei looked ahead: "If you want to play, you can go."

Meng Yuanhao heard this, and Sa Yazi ran away, fast, as if the soles of her feet were oiled.

Zhou Ruoxin didn't speak all the way, her face was sullen, her lips were pursed, and she was in a bad mood.

"Zebei," Zhou Ruoxin paused when she was about to walk to the teaching building, "in the future, where do you want to go to university?"

Mo Zebei thought for a few seconds, and said honestly: "City B."

"Oh." Zhou Ruoxin's mood was a little lighter, and that person coincided with her own plan.

"Do you want to study any major?"

"It should be science, but I haven't figured out the specifics yet."

Zhou Ruoxin nodded, and then said: "I want to study a language major."

"Good."

Zhou Ruoxin tugged at Mo Zebei's sleeves and stared at her earnestly, with a sincere tone: "I hope we can go to the same place to study in the future."

Mo Zebei hummed and smiled at her.

Zhou Ruoxin was stunned by her smile, her expression was dazed, she forgot to let go for a while.

"Ruoxin," Mo Zebei reminded in a low voice, "I want to go back to the classroom."

Zhou Ruoxin blushed and loosened her sleeves: "Well, you go."

After eating at noon, Mo Zebei began to look forward to it. After the four classes in the afternoon, he began to look forward to self-study in the evening.

Looking forward to the stars and the moon, I finally look forward to the bell for the second night of self-study.

She packed her schoolbags in advance, and at the same time asked Qu Junzhi to turn sideways, and rushed out the back door as soon as the bell rang.

Qu Junzhi and Du Chenxing looked at each other tacitly, and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes. They didn't know what was wrong with Mo Zebei.

After meeting Meng Yuanhao and Zhou Ruoxin, Mo Zebei began to urge them to hurry up, the three of them ran to the carport quickly, and then rode out of the school gate.

Mo Zebei rode super fast today, as if he was about to take off. The two of them chased after hard, especially Zhou Ruoxin, blushing as they pedaled.

"What happened to Zebei today?" Meng Yuanhao was panting with exhaustion, sweat on his forehead, "like taking a stimulant."

Zhou Ruoxin was busy pedaling and had no time to talk to him.

At an intersection, Mo Zebei turned around and shouted at them: "I'm leaving, see you tomorrow."

Zhou Ruoxin braked and stopped, looking at the person's back, she didn't slow down for a long time...

After entering the community and locking the car, Mo Zebei quickly ran towards Mu Hanxi's unit with his bag on his back.

Pressing the elevator button and opening the door, Mo Zebei stepped in flexibly. She was gasping for heat, her chest was rising and falling violently, but her eyes were staring at the changing numbers, the closer the number was to the target. , Her heart fluttered harder.

On that floor, as soon as the door opened, she squeezed out quickly until she reached the door of Mu Hanxi's room. This person slowed down and paused for a few seconds. After breathing well, she reached out and pressed the doorbell. .

Her face was red from the violent pedaling and running, and she kept radiating heat.

Mu Hanxi came over to open the door for her, staring at Mo Zebei, who was flushed, startled...

"Sister Mu..."

Mu Hanxi stretched out her hand subconsciously, and gently pressed her palm against the man's cheek: it was so hot.

Everything Mo Zebei wanted to say was forgotten by her intimate behavior...