Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend

For this week, Mo Zebei has worked hard every day, but his mood is not clear, and he is reticent.

The truth of Qu Jun is a bit unbearable.

On the day of the break, she came back very late, and the class bell rang several times before she carried a bulging backpack and ran over from the back door.....

She panted heavily, pulled up Mo Zebei's wrist, and said anxiously: "Hurry up."

Mo Zebei looked dumbfounded: "What's the matter?" She thought that there was something urgent for Qu Junzhi, so she stood up unconsciously and ran out with her.

Du Chenxing turned his head and shouted at the back of the two of them: "Why are you two going! The old class will be here in a while!"

The two did not even turn their heads, and went out of the back door and crossed the corridor to the stairs.

Running out of the lobby on the first floor, Qu Junzhi stopped, stroking his undulating chest, and gasped and said: "Sister wants to take you to skip class tonight," she raised her face slightly and looked at Mo Zebei's bright eyes, "You dare?"

Mo Zebei was obviously taken aback, and his expression was also very confused.

Qu Junzhi waited for a few seconds. This person still reacted like this. She was a little disappointed, don't open her eyes, and look away: "If you don't want to, we will go back. It's just a few minutes late, and I was scolded by Lao Luo."

"Let's go."

Qu Junzhi thought she was talking about going back to the class.

Mo Zebei reached out and grabbed the shoulder strap of her schoolbag: "Go here."

Qu Jun's eyes flashed brightly, and his facial features also became bright: "Playground?"

Mo Zebei humbled.

"Then hurry up," Qu Junzhi pulled at the cuffs of her coat, and ran forward with people, with a bright smile on his face, "Such a good moonlight, you can't live up to it."

"So weak," Mo Zebei stopped when she heard her panting. "Give me the schoolbag."

Qu Junzhi was not polite, and took down the schoolbag to her.

"What's in it?" He was quite heavy on his back.

Qu Junzhi blinked and smiled at her: "It's all good things."

After a short while, the two of them ran to the playground. The temperature was low at night and there was no shelter on the playground. The cold wind blew, which was quite uncomfortable.

"Hurry up, get the equipment out," Qu Junzhi patted Mo Zebei's arm, "It's dead, it's freezing cold."

"Is there equipment in the bag?"

Qu Junzhi nodded.

Mo Zebei put the backpack on the ground, unzipped the zipper, Qu Junzhi squatted down, and took out two long down jackets from the inside, both of which were black, only one for women and one for men, but the style was a bit old-fashioned, it should be old Clothes, but it looks clean.

"These are my uncle and aunt's clothes. They don't wear them anymore. They plan to return to the recycle bin. You can rest assured tonight, don't worry about it."

They both wore one, Mo Zebei wore the man's dress, and Qu Junzhi wore the lady's dress.

This is a hooded down jacket. Both of them put on their hats and covered them tightly.

Qu Junzhi turned around and looked at Mo Zebei, then lowered his head to look at himself, smiling cheerfully: "It feels like we two are a bit like two fools."

Mo Zebei touched the tip of his nose and smiled.

"It's all for food and drink," Qu Junzhi patted his schoolbag, "Go, sister will take you to splurge."

Mo Zebei zips up his schoolbag and follows behind her.

The two walked to the center of the playground and squatted down facing each other.

Qu Junzhi slapped his backpack, took out a bag of meat skewers, took out a skewers and handed it to Mo Zebei: "Here, here you are."

"Grilled skewers?" Mo Zebei was a little surprised.

"Well, it should still be hot."

Mo Zebei took a bite, the taste was pretty good.

"Can you have a cold drink?" Qu Junzhi lowered his head and continued to pull, "I got you a beer."

Mo Zebei was puzzled: "Why did you still get the wine?"

"You still ask me," Qu Junzhi curled his lips, "During this time you are like a bitter cucumber, with a small face all day long." Her father likes to drink two glasses whenever he is worried, as if wine can relieve his sorrows. Yes, thinking about it this way, I brought two cans of beer to Mo Zebei by the way.

Mo Zebei was startled. At first she thought that she was skipping class with Mr. Qu, but now she knew it was the other way around.

"This brand of beer tastes lighter," Qu Junzhi took out a can. "If you don't think it's too cold, you can taste it."

Mo Zebei took it, opened the tab of the can, and took two sips: "It's okay, it's not difficult to drink."

"This was sent to my uncle by someone else, and my uncle likes it quite a bit."

"You brought wine to school, does he know?"

"He knows, you can't drink it anymore." How can adults rest assured that high school students drink, and even treat them as children.

Mo Zebei took two more sips, feeling that the more he drank, the better the taste.

"I can't drink cold," she has severe dysmenorrhea, "or I will accompany you." She took out a thermos from her bag.

"It's okay." Mo Zebei raised his head and looked at the sky, the starry sky is bright tonight.

They sat and ate at first, and finally lay down, dressed in thick clothes and didn't feel cold.

"Do you know why I transferred to study here?"

Mo Ze turned his face to look at her: "Why?"

"There is a boy who likes me, and he comes to entangle me when I have nothing to do, which makes me very annoying," Qu Junzhi ate the string and looked at the sky, "but his dad is the vice principal of our school, the backstage relationship is very hard, and our family has nothing to do. , I can only transfer schools in the end."

Mo Zebei stopped.

"But I am very happy to be able to transfer to this school." When I met you, I was at the same table with you.

Mo Zebei thought she was talking about premature love: "Our school has a strict grasp on this aspect, and there are few such brazens."

Qu Junzhi snorted and cursed in a low voice: "Fool."

Her voice was small and there was wind at night, but Mo Zebei didn't hear it.

While talking, one lesson passed.

The bell rang after class, and they both looked in the direction of the teaching building at the same time.

"Do you want to escape another section?" Qu Junzhi asked.

Mo Zebei nodded: "One escape and two escapes are the same nature."

Ten minutes later, the class bell rang again.

After all the grilled meat skewers were eaten, Qu Junzhi pulled out some small snacks.

"Why do you want to study in City B?" Qu Junzhi asked suddenly.

Mo Zebei's expression was startled. For a moment, she lay on her side and looked at Qu Junzhi, and said seriously: "Because of being alone."

"Oh." Qu Junzhi said it was a coincidence, and so did I.

"That person's home is in City B?"

"Yeah." She lay flat again, looking at the night sky.

Qu Junzhi gave her a lollipop, and she took it and held it in her mouth.

After a while, Qu Junzhi asked gently: "You like her/him, right?"

Mo Zebei was silent at first, then hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Before she answered, Qu Junzhi had guessed the answer, but when she heard it with her own ears, her heart was still uncontrollably astringent and sour.

Qu Junzhi sighed: "Then she/he must be very good." Good enough to make you move your heart.

"Very good." Mo Zebei also sighed. It's just because it's so good, so sometimes I don't dare to have the idea of ​​possession.

"So during this time you are all because of this person's unhappy?"

"Almost." There are other reasons that Mo Zebei felt unnecessary to mention.

Qu Junzhi suddenly leaned over, stretched out his hand to squeeze her face, and said, "It's silly."

Mo Zebei rubbed his cheeks.

"The last question." Qu Junzhi sat up and took out the candy in his mouth.

Mo Zebei was still lying down and looked up at her: "You ask."

"Is he/she a boy or a girl?"

Mo Zebei was a little bit shy: "Girl."

Qu Jun's expression was somewhat relieved, at least she liked girls.

"Since I was little, I have never liked people," Mo Zebei sat up, holding a candy in his hand, "She was the first."

"You don't need to say that I know that you have such a cold temper, it is difficult to like others."

Mo Zebei stopped.

Qu Junzhi Hu'er said again: "I'm a little curious about what she looks like, which can make you like this piece of wood..."

Mo Zebei was a little awkward and embarrassed, she whispered: "You... met her before."

"Huh?" She widened her eyes incredibly, "Our level?" But after thinking about it, she found it impossible. If so, why didn't she notice it at all...

Mo Zebei shook his head gently

"School girl?" Qu Junzhi immediately thought of Wan Jiaojiao, but the head of the dormitory said that when Wan Jiaojiao confessed to Mo Zebei, this person had no response, and it should not be her either.

"She is a few years older than us." Mo Zebei prompted.

Female, how old is she, met Mo Zebei, and I have seen it...

A figure suddenly flashed in her mind. She suddenly covered her open mouth and trembled, "Lin Xiaoran?" Mo Zebei was too courageous, and she actually liked the English teacher!

Mo Zebei choked on hearing the sound, and he coughed uncontrollably.

"It's really her!" Qu Junzhi thought he was right, and subconsciously raised the tone.

Mo Zebei's face flushed from coughing, and he was speechless.

Qu Junzhi rushed over to pat her back: "It's okay, it's not a shame to like the teacher, you don't have to be embarrassed."

Mo Zebei stroked his chest, finally ventilated, and hurriedly said, "It's not Teacher Lin..."

"No?" Qu Junzhi was stunned.

"It's not her, it's her... good friend, her best friend."

Qu Junzhi's eyes widened again: "You...do you like Lin Xiaoran's best friend?!"

Mo Zebei stopped.

Qu Junzhi patted his chest, feeling that this is not easy to digest, and then asked: "When did I meet her?" She didn't have any impression.

Mo Zebei helped me recall: "Do you still remember that Ding Mingduo got down and fell to your seat. Finally, the water in the cup in your hand spilled on me. When we went out the back door, I I bumped into someone, it was her, Teacher Lin was also there at the time."

After she said that, Qu Junzhi gradually remembered: "Did you wear her clothes when you came back?"

Mo Zebei was a little shy and nodded gently.

It turns out that the person she likes is that elder sister. After carefully thinking that the elder sister is indeed beautiful and temperamental, she looks very gentle, and Qu Jun feels a little sour...

The two chatted again. Qu Junzhi's sourness was still unresolved, but it faded a lot. Mo Zebei was very sincere tonight and trusted her very much. He revealed all the secrets he kept in his heart... . She is also convinced that she should be the only insider at the moment, in fact, this is very rare.

Mo Zebei cleaned up the **** on the ground, got up and tugged her: "Let's go, get out of class is over."

"Oh."

The two of them took off their clothes and put them in their school bags, and walked back side by side.

"Is your phone still in the cabinet?"

Mo Zebei nodded.

"I can't go back to class now. Lao Luo must be in the classroom. We will have to be caught as soon as we go back."

Mo Zebei said, "Maybe I have to write an inspection tomorrow."

"Regret it?"

"I have eaten the skewers, how can I regret it."

"You have a conscience."

"Ruoxin and Yuanhao are still waiting for me upstairs. Give me your mobile phone. I will call them and ask them to come directly to the carport to find us afterwards."

Qu Junzhi seemed to have thought of something, and smiled: "Believe it or not, Zhou Ruoxin will frown when she sees me soon." If she knew that she was taking Mo Zebei to skip class, she would probably be able to poke a bottle of oil. .

"You two didn't have deep contact and didn't understand each other. In fact, she is also very nice."

Qu Junzhi snorted: "She doesn't treat you coldly, of course you think she is good."

Mo Zebei touched the tip of his nose and didn't answer. He dialed Zhou Ruoxin and soon answered. She briefly explained a few words, and then hung up the phone.

"Have you got her number in your head?"

Mo Zebei nodded: "At that time, she consulted my opinion on the number, and in the end she used the one I liked, so she was more impressed."

Qu Junzhi frowned and reported his number: "You repeat it."

Mo Zebei himself had a good memory and was sensitive to numbers, so he reported it right away.

Qu Junzhi bends his lips with satisfaction: "This is my mobile phone number, and you won't forget it in the future."

Mo Zebei shook his head and smiled, agreeing.

When they waited in the carport, they saw Zhou Ruoxin with a cold face.

Qu Junzhi touched Mo Zebei's elbow and said amusedly: "She has a cold face, she is even more frozen than you...Hey, let's call her Zhou Dongshen ready in the future," she finished. He blinked at Mo Zebei again, "Speaking of which, did you know that Yan Xiaoshuai gave you the nickname? He called you Mo Bingbing behind..."

Mo Zebei's expression stagnated.

"Zhou Dongdong, Mo Bingbing, haha, no wonder you two can play together," she said and felt that these two nicknames were inexplicably matched together, and she felt sour in her heart, "No, I have to There is a nickname, my name is... I am Qushuangshuang, right?" It also sounds very cold, and it feels pretty good.

Mo Zebei rubbed his temples, a little helpless...

When Zhou Ruoxin approached with a cold face, Qu Junzhi stretched out her hand: "Hello Zhou Dongsong, meet again, my name is Qu Shuangshuang..."

Zhou Ruoxin's face twitched stiffly, Meng Yuanhao reacted, then clutched her belly and laughed...