Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Mo Zebei received Qu Junzhi’s WeChat message: Mo Zebei, can you come to the snack street in Xincheng District now?

Mo Zebei: What's wrong?

Qu Junzhi: There are two yellow hairs following me all the time, and they keep chatting with me, which is very annoying!

Seeing this message, Mo Zebei quickly closed his pen cap, and while packing his schoolbag, he continued to send a message to her: You open the location sharing on WeChat now, and I will be there in a while.

Qu Junzhi: I see.

Mo Zebei hurried downstairs carrying his schoolbag, and called Meng Yuanhao as he went downstairs. His home is close to that. Mo Zebei wanted him to go and check first, but no one answered the phone. She raised her wrist and looked up. Seeing time, it is estimated that this person is still asleep, and the phone is muted.

She hung up the phone and dropped an express train with her mobile phone. When she left the community, the car came within a minute. Mo Zebei pulled the car door and bent over to enter, reported the address to the driver, then bowed her head and then gave the editor the news to Qu Junzhi. : Find a shop with a lot of people to go in and order something to eat. I'll be there soon.

Qu Junzhi did what he said.

The snack street in Xincheng is very close to Guo Lianke's vocational school. Usually, many vocational students sneak out from the school to buy food, not to mention that it is Sunday today.

Compared with ordinary high school students, vocational school students are more difficult to discipline, and there are also a lot of headaches and gangsters gathered in vocational schools. These people have no respect, ignore discipline, fight, cause trouble, and some are bad. Even the unpleasant teachers in the school have been cleaned up, and the parents are helpless because they can no longer control their children.

When Mo Zebei arrived at the store, the two little yellow hairs were sitting opposite Qu Junzhi, slanted, with cigarettes in their mouths, white mist spitting out of their mouths, and they looked like rascals with hippie smiles.

Mo Zebei entered, without a word, he pulled Qu Junzhi's arm and walked out.

Qu Junzhi was staggered by her, and his figure was unstable. Mo Zebei reached out his hand to support her, tilted his head and said in a low voice: "Hurry up."

"Hey, who are you?" The two yellow hairs looked dumbfounded, they didn't understand the situation, and they were a little bit misty.

Mo Zebei didn't respond, and ran away directly, dragging people.

The two yellow hairs had some hindsight, got up and chased them, and they went out of the shop, and they disappeared in a short time. The two of them cursed, "Fuck, what the hell... why the **** is gone!"

There were a lot of people on Sunday today, and the surrounding area was full of people. Mo Zebei was very familiar with this place. After dragging Qu Junzhi into the crowd, he flashed into a corner as soon as he turned a corner and disappeared completely.

Qu Junzhi's chest was up and down, and he kept breathing hot. This person moved too fast and flexible, and she was struggling to follow, and she was almost out of breath.

Running out of the east side of the street, Mo Zebei glanced back, making sure that no one was following, then stopped, she let go of Qu Junzhi's arm and said, "No need to run, let's take a break."

Qu Junzhi's face was flushed, and he was gasping for breath...

Mo Zebei took out a pack of tissues from his schoolbag, and took out two to her: "Wipe the sweat." The tissues were given to her by Qu Junzhi during the physical education class before, and she has never been useful.

"I seem to be a little angry..." Qu Junzhi held his right waist with his right hand and took the tissue with his left hand, his expression a little bit painful.

Mo Zebei took out the phone from his pocket when he heard the words, looked down and searched for what to do, and found the answer after a while: "You can rub the painful part yourself. It says that massage will relieve it," she raised her head. Looking at Qu Junzhi, "It's also said that holding your breath and taking a deep breath is also effective. You can try them all."

Qu Junzhi nodded, and after a while, it really didn't hurt much.

Throwing the used tissues into the trash can next to him, Qu Junzhi raised his head and asked, "Where are we going now?"

"Go back to school."

"I'm still a little hungry." She didn't have much appetite at noon, so she ate a little. Later, her uncle drove her back to school. After packing up things in the dormitory in the afternoon, she felt a little hungry, but she didn't want to eat snacks. The roommate said that there is a snack street in Xincheng District, where she sells everything, so she took a taxi and came across two annoying yellow hairs as soon as she came in. "I just ordered the meal and didn’t eat two bites. I was dragged out by you."

Mo Zebei rubbed the tip of his nose and hooked the shoulder strap of his schoolbag: "Let's go."

"Where to go?"

"Take you to dinner."

"Oh."

Mo Zebei took two steps forward, when the mobile phone in his pocket rang suddenly, and it was Meng Yuanhao.

"Zebei, did you call me?" He just woke up, his voice still hoarse, and went to the refrigerator to get himself a bottle of drink.

"Well, it's okay now," Mo Ze turned his head to look at Qu Junzhi, and asked in a low voice, "Is there still food at home?"

Meng Yuanhao drank a few drinks with his neck back, and wiped the corners of his mouth with his thumb: "Yes, the food aunty has not finished at noon, just warm it up."

Mo Zebei hummed: "I'll be looking for you at that moment," she added, "and Qu Junzhi."

"Cough, cough, cough," Meng Yuanhao asked in amazement after coughing a few times, "how do you two get together?" Zebei also wants to bring Qu Junzhi to his house!

"Let’s talk about meeting, hang up first," Mo Zebei put his phone in his pocket and said to Qu Junzhi, "There is no one in Yuanhao’s house. He is alone. Go to his house to eat. His house is very close to here. ."

Qu Junzhi was a little embarrassed: "I don't know him very well."

"Um... it's okay, he... very easy to get along with."

"Oh." Qu Junzhi leaned over and walked next to her.

Before they arrived, Meng Yuanhao cleaned up his house and living room for an unprecedented time. Clothes and socks were stuffed into the cabinet. The leftover snacks and garbage on the coffee table were also poured into the plastic bucket next to him. Mo Zebei and Zhou Ruoxin had never seen him so neat when they came to his house.

Mo Zebei rang the doorbell, and Meng Yuanhao came to open the door for the two of them neatly. He used to wear pajamas at this time.

"Ah...that Qu Junzhi," Meng Yuanhao touched the back of his head, his face flushed slightly and his expression was a little unnatural, "Welcome... welcome to my house, please come in quickly "After that, he diligently looked for slippers for Qu Junzhi to put on.

Mo Zebei silently glanced at the stammering, red-eared Meng Yuanhao, bowed his head and changed his slippers without saying much.

"You don't need to be so polite." Qu Junzhi still felt strange and awkward if he was not as hippy smiley as usual.

Mo Zebei threw his schoolbag on the sofa, and then asked: "Is the vegetables in the refrigerator?"

"I put it in the refrigerator," Meng Yuanhao suddenly rushed to Mo Zebei and whispered to her, "I'm here, I'm going to warm dishes...you go talk to Junzhi Qu."

Mo Zebei nodded, then turned to look at Qu Junzhi: "Can you drink cold?"

Qu Junzhi blushed and shook his head slightly. She came to her aunt the other day.

Seeing the situation, Meng Yuanhao said quickly and diligently: "I'll wash the cups."

He went to work and saved Mo Zebei's affairs. Mo Zebei turned on the TV set at Meng Yuanhao's house, and sat on the sofa with Qu Junzhi to watch anime. It was the Totoro that he hadn't finished watching before.

Meng Yuanhao poured a cup of hot water for Qu Junzhi and brought him a bottle of cold drink for Mo Zebei.

"I'm going to warm up food," Meng Yuanhao lowered his head and leaned over to remind him in a low voice when he handed Mo Zebei a cold drink.

"..." Mo Zebei glanced at Meng Yuanhao, who looked strange and was overly diligent today, and a strange feeling slipped through his heart.

After Meng Yuanhao went to the kitchen, Qu Junzhi tilted his head and asked Mo Zebei: "He is usually like this at home?" She was puzzled, "How do you feel so different from when you were in school."

Mo Zebei didn't know how to explain to her, she unscrewed the lid of the cold drink bottle and took two sips without saying a word.

Qu Junzhi was accustomed to the way Mo Zebei occasionally ignored people, and did not ask any more, silently turning his gaze to the TV screen.

"The food is ready," Meng Yuanhao walked over and smiled shyly at Qu Junzhi, "You can eat now."

"Thanks." Qu Junzhi put down the white porcelain cup in his hand.

Mo Zebei put down his cold drink and said to Qu Junzhi: "Go and wash your hands."

Qu Junzhi nodded and followed Mo Zebei to the sink.

As soon as the two of them entered, Zhou Ruoxin came over to ring the doorbell.

"Ruoxin," Meng Yuanhao's eyes widened and he stammered, "You... why are you here?"

"Do you think I'm willing to come?" Meng Yuanhao made Zhou Ruoxin very upset when seeing her like a ghost. She rolled her eyes and said, "My kind mother, let me ask you if you are going to eat at my house. "She is responsible for spreading a message, she doesn't care if Meng Yuanhao loves to go or not.

"Um... there is food at home," Meng Yuanhao was a little nervous and anxious, "I'm not going anymore, you go back and eat."

Zhou Ruoxin snorted, and just about to turn around, she caught a glimpse of the two people coming out of it.

She was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Qu Junzhi to be here, no wonder Meng Yuanhao's expression was so unnatural just now!

She glared at Meng Yuanhao and asked with a sullen face: "Why is she here?"

Meng Yuanhao scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, not knowing how to explain, seeing Zhou Ruoxin's expression getting more and more ugly, he blurted out: "Zebei brought her here." He was scared to death.

Zhou Ruoxin turned to look at Mo Zebei, the emotions in her eyes were complicated, and she couldn't distinguish for a while.

The two looked at each other, and Mo Zebei didn't say a word.

Zhou Ruoxin's body trembled lightly, her face flushed with anger, then turned her head and left.

"You two eat first," Mo Zebei went to the hallway to change his shoes, "I'll go out."

"Oh," Meng Yuanhao replied, tugging at Qu Junzhi's sleeve, "Go eat first."

Qu Junzhi followed Meng Yuanhao to the dining table stupidly.

Mo Zebei rang the doorbell of Zhou's house, and it was Zhou's mother who came to open the door.

"Xiaobei is here, and Ruoxin doesn't know what's wrong with this child," Zhou Mu said in a puzzled way. "I asked her to ask Yuan Hao to eat. She didn't come over and said, she didn't eat anymore, and locked herself up. In the bedroom, I can't call it anymore."

"Auntie, I'll go take a look." Mo Zebei changed his shoes and went to the door of Zhou Ruoxin's bedroom.

"Ruoxin," Mo Zebei stood outside the door, knocking a few times with his finger bones, "Open the door, I am Zebei."

After two or three minutes, Zhou Ruoxin opened the door for her, her eyes were red, and she had obviously cried.

Mo Zebei was a little surprised after seeing it. She narrowed her eyes, pulled the wooden bench aside, sat next to Zhou Ruoxin, and stated word by word what happened this afternoon.

After hearing this, Zhou Ruoxin was startled, and then a little embarrassed. She thought that Mo Zebei specially invited Qu Junzhi to Meng Yuanhao's house to play. It turned out that things were not what she thought.

"I'm going to wash my face." Zhou Ruoxin blushed and lowered her head and pushed the door to the bathroom. It was so embarrassing to let Mo Zebei see her crying.

Mo Zebei nodded and sat in the same place waiting for her to return.

"I'm fine," Zhou Ruoxin was embarrassed to look at her after washing her hands, lowered her head, "You go back."

Mo Zebei pursed his lips, pondered for a moment, and explained: "The person of Qu Junzhi is still good, you may have misunderstood her." Later, she also gradually reacted. Zhou Ruoxin might not like Qu Junzhi. ......

Zhou Ruoxin sat down on the edge of the bed, hugged the pillow in her arms, muffled and said nothing.

Mo Zebei was helpless, got up and patted her shoulder: "Let's go out to eat, don't worry auntie."

For a moment, Zhou Ruoxin wanted to drop the pillow in her arms and hugged Mo Zebei regardless, but she tried her best to hold it back, and finally only bit her lower lip, and said softly...