Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

It started to rain again in the middle of the night.

The windows were not closed tightly, and the cold wind was blowing cold rain in.

Mo Zebei had a nightmare. She seemed to have fallen into a dark cave, without a trace of light inside, and it was icy and snowy outside. The cave was steep and sharp, and the ground was cold. She tucked her knees and shrank in a corner, trembling with cold, her limbs stiff...

When she woke up the next day, she had a splitting headache, fire in her eyes, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something, making it difficult to swallow.

This symptom is probably a cold.

She got up and rummaged around, but didn't find the medicine. She didn't get sick for a long time. Even if she found the medicine, it should have failed.

After a simple wash and a change of clothes, she went downstairs to the drugstore and bought two boxes of cold medicine.

After taking the medicine, she braced herself and did the test questions for two hours. Later, when she was really sleepy, she went back to bed and lay down for a while. This trip took another two hours.

I don't know if the medicine worked, she had a lot of sweat, and she didn't have much energy. She hasn't eaten a few bites since last afternoon, let alone a cold now.

Father Mo left early in the morning, and there was nothing to eat at home. She reluctantly got up, planning to make some instant noodles to eat.

I was ill, and my appetite was not very good. In addition, I was in a bad mood. I ate a bowl of noodles for half an hour. I couldn't eat the rest of the noodles, so I could only pity it into the trash.

After cleaning up the desk briefly, she went to the bathroom and took a shower again. The hot water made her feel more comfortable.

I took another medicine in the afternoon, and then worked hard to study, and finally went to bed to sleep for a while, and then opened my eyes, it was night.

The supper was made by Father Mo. Mo Zebei only ate a small bowl of rice. Father Mo felt something was wrong and asked a few words. She only said that she had a bad appetite, didn't want to eat, and didn't say that she had a cold.

When she returned to the room, she continued to do her homework, but she was not in good spirits, and she couldn't hold it after ten o'clock, and then she washed and crawled out of bed.

Yesterday, the mobile phone was out of power and she did not charge after it turned off automatically. The phone hasn't been turned on all day today.

She lay on the bed for five minutes, then turned on in the dark, turned on the light, charged the phone, and turned on the phone.

One missed Lin Xiaoran, two missed Mu Hanxi, two missed Qu Junzhi, and two missed Zhou Ruoxin.

Lin Xiaoran and Mu Hanxi played last night, and Qu Junzhi and Zhou Ruoxin both played today.

She clicked on the chat dialog with Mu Hanxi and read two of her messages.

[I heard Xiaoran say that you were a little uncomfortable before, how are you now? Still uncomfortable? 】

[Boy, how did you shut it down? 】

Mu Hanxi wanted to come over to see Mo Zebei last night, but Liu Chuqing was drunk in KTV, holding Mu Hanxi’s arm and not letting go. The relationship between other people and Liu Chuqing was not so familiar. Han Xi had to personally send Liu Chuqing back to the apartment and take care of her to sleep.

Lin Xiaoran had a big heart. She felt that Mo Zebei must have been asleep after shutting down, so she didn't come to see it.

Qu Junzhi called to discuss issues with Mo Zebei. As for Zhou Ruoxin, she didn't have any serious matters, she was purely a daily concern.

Mo Zebei wanted to call Mu Hanxi back. Later, when he looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, thinking that this person was exhausted by car and was inevitably reunited with his family, so he didn't call, and only sent a message on WeChat.

[I'm okay, it's okay anymore. 】

After waiting for a few minutes, there was no reply there, so she turned off and went to bed.

Father Mo in the bedroom here is a bit unable to sleep. Since entering middle school, Mo Zebei's appetite has been quite good, but he only ate a small bowl of rice last night, and Father Mo felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Early the next morning, he got up and went to the market, bought fresh fish heads and aniseed, and made a pot of stewed fish heads for Mo Zebei.

In order to make this dish, Father Mo also specifically asked the old man who sells fish. This old man has fished all his life and eaten all his life, and his skill in making fish is also extraordinary.

Mo Zebei smelled the scent of fish as soon as she got out of the bedroom door. She was very surprised. She moved to the kitchen and took a look.

Father Mo turned around and looked at her: "It will be over ten minutes later. You can wash your face and brush your teeth first."

Mo Zebei nodded.

Before she finished washing, the doorbell suddenly rang outside the door.

Mo Zebei had some doubts, who would come to her house so early?

She wiped her hands and went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, she saw Meng Yuanhao who was grinning, and Zhou Ruoxin was standing beside her.

"Why are you two here?"

"It's been a long time since I came to your house. Come and play." Meng Yuanhao went in sideways to change slippers.

Mo Zebei raised his wrist and looked at the time: "Then you got up early today." It was only less than half past seven now.

Meng Yuanhao rubbed the tip of his nose without answering. He was actually caught by Zhou Ruoxin. Zhou Ruoxin made two calls to Mo Zebei yesterday. This person kept shutting down. She had another call this morning or shutting down. She was a little worried. She wanted to come over and have a look, but she was a little embarrassed. Yuan Hao is here.

When Zhou Ruoxin smelled the scent of rice, she asked in a low voice, "Uncle is also at home?"

Mo Zebei nodded.

Zhou Ruoxin glanced at Meng Yuanhao subconsciously, and she really saw the sadness in this person's eyes.

Father Mo is taciturn and unsmiling, eating at the same table with him will make people unconsciously feel a sense of depression. It is better to have other elders, if not, this sense of depression will be multiplied.

The shoes were changed, and it was too rude to walk away now, and the two had to bite the bullet and go inside.

"Hello, uncle." They went to the kitchen and greeted politely.

Father Mo turned his face and nodded at the two of them, and then began to bow his head to work on his own affairs.

The two of them were not surprised by his reaction, just a little embarrassed.

"Have you two eaten?" Mo Zebei asked.

The two were silent at first, and then slowly shook their heads. Meng Yuanhao added: "I'm not too hungry now..."

"Come here and wash your hands," Mo Zebei automatically ignored his words, "I'll be ready to eat later."

After washing their hands, Meng Yuanhao and Zhou Ruoxin sat down on the sofa. He was honest and quiet today, and didn't chat anymore.

Father Meng brought the food to the table, and only said: "Come and eat." The three of them walked over and sat down.

The meal was very quiet, Mo Zebei and Father Mo didn't think there was anything, and their father and daughter seldom talked when they ate.

It's that Meng Yuanhao and Zhou Ruoxin are a little panicked, and they are not used to it...

"I'm full." Mo Zebei put his chopsticks.

When they saw the situation, they hurriedly put the chopsticks off, and at the same time said: "I'm full too."

Father Mo stopped and said lightly: "Go back to the house, I'll clean up in a while."

As soon as Mo Zebei left the seat, the two immediately got up and followed her back to the room.

After entering the room and closing the door, Meng Yuanhao was relieved and muttered in a low voice, "Fortunately, my uncle is not my dad, otherwise I must be suffocated."

Zhou Ruoxin didn't say anything on her face, but she believed it in her heart.

Mo Zebei was silent for a while, and asked, "I'm also bored, right?"

"Although you are often a dull gourd, you are much better than your uncle, and you can barely accept it." He said, sitting on the edge of Mo Zebei's bed.

"Get up, don't sit here," Zhou Ruoxin patted him on the shoulder, "Go to the chair and sit down."

"Why can you sit on her bed and I have to sit on a chair?"

"I'm a girl, are you?"

"You are a typical sexist!" Meng Yuanhao grinned and stood up reluctantly.

Zhou Ruoxin ignored him and turned to look at Mo Zebei: "Why is your phone turned off?"

"I have a cold, I want to sleep more." This is only one of the reasons, more because Mo Zebei was afraid that he would not be able to control it, contacted Mu Hanxi, and poured out the secret emotions in his heart.

"Why did you catch a cold properly?" Meng Yuanhao moved the chair towards the two of them.

The cooling started earlier, and they are all dressed very thick now.

"The windows are not closed tightly and come in with some wind and rain."

It was really cold last night. In this situation, catching a cold will definitely catch a cold. Zhou Ruoxin asked with concern: "Have you taken the medicine?"

"Well," Mo Zebei explained the worry in her eyes again, "After a good night's sleep, I feel better."

Father Mo was at home, and they didn't stay too much, and went back after a while.

After that, she turned on the phone and saw Mu Hanxi's missed call. She stared at the screen for a while, but there was no movement before this person called again.

"Boy."

"Um."

"Had breakfast?"

"Um."

"Isn't your body uncomfortable?"

"Um."

"..." Mu Hanxi turned over gently and asked in a low voice, "In a bad mood?"

"Um......"

"Why are you in a bad mood?"

Mo Zebei was silent and did not speak.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Hanxi put the pillow behind her waist and sat up, "Did something happen?"

"No---thing." Mo Zebei sighed softly in his heart.

"Boy?"

"Listen."

Mu Hanxi couldn't figure out what this person was thinking, and for a while, she didn't know what to say, and when her mother knocked on the door to wake her up for dinner, the two stopped talking.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Zebei sat at the table for a long time, as if he was contemplating something, but also as if he was simply distracted.

Father Mo made fish cakes at noon, and Mo Zebei barely ate six points full.

Go back to school in the evening and study in the evening.

Qu Jun went back early and has been waiting for her.

"Oh, the missing people are back?" As soon as she entered the back door, Qu Junzhi saw people and hurriedly greeted them, "How can you shut down the phone these past two days?"

"I have a cold." After Mo Zebei finished speaking, he returned to his seat and drew out the paper and lowered his head to do the question.

Qu Junzhi asked a few more words, but Mo Zebei didn't say anything. She hummed twice and murmured, "It turned out to be just a little boring gourd. I haven't seen it for two days. I don't know where to go to practice magical skills, and it becomes a strengthening. Version of the big dull gourd."

Mo Zebei wrote a meal, thinking that Mu Hanxi called her this morning, right?

Yan Xiaoshuai was standing one meter away from them. Hearing what Qu Junzhi said, he hurriedly leaned forward with a smile: "If you think Mo Bingbing is bored, just chat with me, just chat, I can talk about anything. I can catch it."

Qu Junzhi pushed away the big face he had leaned in, and said disgustedly: "Go, go, and stay there, you are everywhere."

After the meeting, Qu Junzhi took out a math test paper and patted it on Mo Zebei's desk: "Tell me the last three big questions."

Mo Zebei took out his math test paper and handed it to her.

"I don't want to look at your problem-solving steps, I want you to give me ideas." Qu Junzhi pushed back Mo Zebei's test paper again.

It happened that Liu Zhangren, the representative of the math class, was passing by. Hearing Qu Junzhi’s words, he stopped, bent down, crossed his hands, and put his elbows on Qu Junzhi’s table. He glanced at his face and believed: "This math I know all the questions on the test paper, and I will tell you."

"No," she tapped Mo Zebei's arm with her pen cap, "I can do it at the same table."

Liu Renzhang's expression was sullen, he stood up straight, and left without interest. After Liu Renzhang left, Qu Junzhi kept staring at Mo Zebei until Mo Zebei raised his head and turned to look at her.

"You want me to talk?"

Qu Junzhi snorted: "I just want to test whether the enhanced version of the dull gourd can be retracted and turned into a trumpet."

Mo Zebei pursed his lips: "I'm sick, I'm not in a good mood, and I don't want to talk."

"Oh......"

Qu Junzhi silently took out a toffee from the hole in the table: "Listening to people saying that eating sweets will make people feel better, try it."

Mo Zebei stared at the candy in Qu Junzhi's hand for a moment in a daze. She remembered seeing Mu Hanxi for the first time, and that person also gave herself a candy. She has not been willing to eat it and keeps it till now... ..

"No," Mo Zebei put down his pen and got up, "I'll go to the bathroom."

She bent down, brushed the water on her face, and then squeezed the sink with her hands, closed her eyes and whispered Mu Hanxi's name in a low voice, repeating and repeating like a dream...