After Escaping Marriage [GL]

Cheng Zhanxi faced the short line of words in the message box, the heat in his eyes kept rising, and his eyes became wet instantly.

Yu Qingtang put down her phone, as if she just said something to Shudong in a simple and calm manner, without any intention of getting a response.

Cheng Zhanxi looked at the profile of her re-preparing lessons, even more seriously than usual, and her heart was cut like a knife.

Cheng Zhanxi held back her tears and hurried out of the office without speaking.

She went to the bathroom in the administrative building and locked herself in the cubicle with her back against the partition.

Yu Qingtang's second math class today was in the afternoon. It was a class in class 9. From the perspective of a teacher, the learning atmosphere and attitude of class 9 were not as good as those of class 7, and their homework was relatively less active. Yu Qingtang compared the two assignments at hand, and the clerical errors were exactly the same, so it was almost certain that they were copied.

Yu Qingtang stacked the two assignments together, put them aside, and continued to take one.

Ten minutes before school was over, Yu Qingtang received a message from Cheng Zhanxi.

【Have lunch together? 】

Yu Qingtang glanced at the seat opposite to the half-empty class, and typed: [Where are you going? 】

【School gate】

【Okay】

Yu Qingtang cleaned up the desk.

The school did not require teachers to commute to and from get off work strictly at the prescribed time, but Yu Qingtang kept leaving early until late, so she suddenly left early, even ten minutes, causing other teachers in the office to look up from their desks.

The biology teacher Ge Jing stopped her and said, "Mr. Yu, don't take your students too seriously."

Yu Qingtang walked to the door, turned around, and nodded to her.

"I'm fine."

Ge Jing said: "As teachers, who hasn't been hurt by a few students, think about everything, and don't wrong yourself too much."

Yu Qingtang: "I know, thank you Teacher Ge for your concern."

Ge Jing said, "Do you have classes in the afternoon? Do you want me to ask you for a leave?"

A trace of doubt appeared in Yu Qingtang's eyes.

Ge Jing stood up, walked over to her, stopped a step in front of her, and said in a low voice, "A lot of people must know about you... there may be some bad remarks in the school, you avoid the limelight, It doesn't matter, the school can understand."

Yu Qingtang probably understood and thanked her again for her kindness.

Ge Jing watched her back disappear into the corridor, returned to the office and sighed with other teachers.

"The current students are really..."

The physics teacher smiled and said, "I remember when Teacher Ge used to be the head teacher, he would lie on the desk and cry when he returned to the office."

The chemistry teacher also added a few words of ridicule, which did not make any waves among the teachers.

Again, there is no teacher in the world who has not been hurt or angry by students, intentionally or not. Even if there are no students, there are still an endless stream of bizarre parents who are constantly complaining by phone. Now that the Internet is developed, some extreme parents will resort to self-media to add fuel to the fire, and even distort the facts and inflict cyber violence on teachers.

If a teacher never encounters a single thing in his life, he will burn a lot of incense.

Coming and going, commonplace.

Cheng Zhanxi was waiting for Yu Qingtang at the school gate, and he waved when he saw her from a distance.

Yu Qingtang's footsteps quickened unconsciously.

In the last two steps, Cheng Zhanxi stepped over to her.

Yu Qingtang was caught off guard, less than ten centimeters away from the woman. She raised her eyelids and slammed straight into Cheng Zhanxi's gentle and focused eyes, like a drop of water.

Yu Qingtang pursed her thin lips, took a step back, and asked softly, "What to eat?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"Didn't you mean the school gate?"

"There are also many choices at the school gate, for example..." Cheng Zhanxi looked at her lips that were pursed again, a smile flashed in his eyes, took back the thought of teasing her, and said, "I have chosen a place, and I will walk for about ten minutes. ,go?"

Yu Qingtang hummed.

After leaving the school gate, the two walked out side by side along the road.

"Mr. Yu."

"Huh?" Yu Qingtang put both hands in the pockets of her trench coat, her profile looking light and delicate.

"If I said a few more words just now, wouldn't you stop eating with me?"

"..." Yu Qingtang said, "No."

"But you think so in your heart, don't you?"

"…"

Cheng Zhanxi took a few quick steps to circle in front of her, walked backwards, looked at her and smiled.

Cheng Zhanxi is the kind of person with a very contagious laugh, which makes people laugh along involuntarily. She just swayed back and forth in front of Yu Qingtang, Yu Qingtang couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and said in a light voice, "You invite me to dinner, shouldn't you decide what to eat first?"

"It should be, what Teacher Yu taught is."

Yu Qingtang: "…"

Why did the words change a bit when they came into Teacher Cheng's mouth?

This time, the painter's filter didn't work, and Yu Qingtang was sure that she was teasing herself.

An indescribable strange feeling came to mind, Yu Qingtang thought: Are you angry? seems not.

Yu Qingtang simply ignored this feeling.

Passing by a bike repair stand around the corner.

The deaf-mute old grandfather just raised his head and saw them, his turbid eyes moved, first falling on Cheng Zhanxi, bursting with joy, then hesitantly looking at Yu Qingtang, not daring to confirm.

Yu Qingtang's face was calm.

Cheng Zhanxi used his arm to draw a big heart to the grandfather, the live version of "Program Bixin.jpg".

The old grandpa smiled and asked her in sign language: What are you going to do?

Yu Qingtang moved her fingers in the windbreaker, and was about to take it out.

Cheng Zhanxi, who was beside him, pointed his index finger to himself, then straightened his thumb and little finger, moving from the inside to the outside, then extended his index and middle fingers, and moved from the outside to his mouth, simulating the action of eating with chopsticks.

I am going to eat.

Yu Qingtang calmly retracted his hand and gave Cheng Zhanxi a deep look.

The old grandpa said in sign language: go.

Cheng Zhanxi said goodbye to the old grandfather, turned to look at Yu Qingtang, was about to explain to her, but caught Yu Qingtang's complicated eyes that he couldn't take back in the future.

Cheng Zhanxi: "what's the matter?"

Yu Qingtang avoided answering: "What did he say?"

Cheng Zhanxi: "he asked me what I was going to do, and I said I was going to eat."

Yu Qingtang's tone was flat: "Mr. Cheng can sign language?"

"General, not very skilled." Cheng Zhanxi told the truth.

Yu Qingtang said vaguely, "Mr. Cheng is versatile."

"It's not a talent, I just picked it up again recently, there's no harm in learning more."

"Mr. Cheng is right." Yu Qingtang didn't seem to want to bring up this topic again, "How far is the restaurant you said?"

Cheng Zhanxi didn't take it to heart, he glanced at it with his mobile phone navigation, and said, "There are still 400 meters, turn left ahead."

Cheng Zhanxi was looking for a small frying shop. It was clean and tidy. The solid wood tables and chairs were wiped clean. There was a menu with pictures on the wall. Now is the peak meal time. Getting hungrier.

Cheng Zhanxi: "I'll have some?"

Just in line with Yu Qingtang's intention, she nodded.

Cheng Zhanxi ordered two meat, one vegetable, and one soup. The proprietress opened the curtain and reported the name of the dish to the back kitchen. The shouting came from far away, and there was a long answer, full of fireworks.

Cheng Zhanxi asked for a pot of hot water, took apart his own set of tableware and heated it, and put it in front of Yu Qingtang.

"thanks."

"You are welcome."

After the tea cups were all hot, Yu Qingtang poured her a glass of water as a courtesy, thinking that she had a very clear distinction.

Cheng Zhanxi held her chin and thought, if she fed Yu Qingtang food, would Yu Qingtang have to feed it back. Thinking about it and laughing out loud, Yu Qingtang must be willing to open his mouth.

But if she really opened her mouth, it wouldn't necessarily be what she got close to. Cheng Zhanxi's eyes swept over Yu Qingtang's red lips, turned his eyes away, took a cup of water and took a sip of warm water, moistening his dry lips. valve.

Yu Qingtang also took a sip of water.

As winter approaches, the air becomes much drier.

It's very close to the community where Yu Qingtang lives. Cheng Zhanxi offered to send her home, but she was rejected again without any accident. She had to watch the other party leave where she was.

【Safety】

Cheng Zhanxi received the news on the way back to school and smiled slightly.

Since the embarrassing phone call last time, Yu Qingtang never used the word "arrive" again, and used Ping An instead.

Cheng Zhanxi: [I'm almost there]

She is open and upright, and only people like Yu Qingtang who have something in their minds deliberately avoid her.

Cheng Zhanxi passed by the car repair booth again and chatted with the old grandpa before returning to school.

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