After Escaping Marriage [GL]

When Cheng Zhanxi stood up from the chair, he swayed unsteadily and held the table with his hands.

She walked back to her desk in a hurry, and found that the chair was missing.

Cheng Zhanxi: "..."

Even the chair has to be against her? !

At this moment, Yu Qingtang pushed over the chair she had forgotten in place, lowered her head, returned it to its original position, quickly raised her head and glanced at Cheng Zhanxi, then lowered quickly, feeling inexplicably guilty, and said in a loud voice. After saying, "Mr. Cheng, your chair."

Cheng Zhanxi's heart turned upside down, the waves were turbulent, the whole world collapsed, and he didn't forget to reply softly, "Thank you, Teacher Yu."

Yu Qingtang didn't dare to look up at her, and whispered, "You're welcome."

Cheng Zhanxi sat behind the desk and went over the details over and over again in his mind.

After a long time, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and sent a message to Yu Qingtang.

【Mr. Yu, are you really only slightly face blind? 】

Yu Qingtang looked at the soul questioning in the phone, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought. For a moment, she typed and replied:

[There was no need to remember people before, so I thought it was]

Cheng Zhanxi sent her back an emoji.

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Yu Qingtang went to see Cheng Zhanxi again, she was lying on the table, buried her face between her arms, motionless, and seemed to be deeply hit.

Yu Qingtang pursed her lips uneasily.

Cheng Zhanxi was lying on her face until after school, and she was so sad in the middle that she simply took a nap.

When the school bell rang, Yu Qingtang turned off the computer in front of him, sat in his seat, and looked at the back of Cheng Zhanxi's head without doing anything.

The sight cast from the rear was too focused and devoted, Cheng Zhanxi slowly turned his face back, rested on his arm, and met Yu Qingtang's gaze.

The corners of Yu Qingtang's mouth loosened, as if trying to give her a smile.

Although the result failed, Cheng Zhanxi's depression was swept away.

"Mr. Yu." She put her chin on the back of her hand and looked at her with such a posture, her eyes rolled and she smiled brightly.

Yu Qingtang's cheeks warmed slightly.

"Shall I treat you to dinner?"

"Just one dinner to make up for my broken heart?"

"How many did you say?"

"At least one semester."

"..."

"Just kidding, why are you so gullible?"

Yu Qingtang looked at her, her thin lips moved, but she hesitated.

"what you want to say?"

"No."

Yu Qingtang said in her heart: You are still the first person to say that I am easy to deceive.

She locked the drawer, got up and said, "Let's go and eat."

"What to eat?" Cheng Zhanxi simply cleaned up the table, and Yu Qingtang had already walked to her table: "I apologize, you should decide what to eat."

Cheng Zhanxi thought about it, thought about it, and said, "I want to eat hot pot."

Yu Qingtang frowned and seemed a little reluctant, but she lowered her eyes and replied softly, "Okay."

After a while, she raised her eyes again and said hesitantly, "Then the evening self-study tonight..."

Cheng Zhanxi went around and grabbed her wrist and said, "They have all handed over the joint book to the school, can't you be angry for a while? Give those little brats a little lesson. Besides, it's not you tonight. evening self-study, what are you doing?"

"But……"

"Don't be rude, listen to me."

"……All right."

At the same time as Yu Qingtang spit out these two words, a trace of secret rebellion surged in her heart, bringing a strange feeling of relaxation.

Cheng Zhanxi was overjoyed and led her to the staff carport, imagining in her mind that Yu Qingtang was sitting in the back seat of the locomotive, hugging her waist tightly, and the two of them went for a ride in the twilight sunset, shuttling through the streets of the city. Halfway through the journey, she found out that she was only wearing a helmet, and she regretted it too much, so she could only give up her thoughts temporarily and go to the door to take a taxi.

No. 1 Middle School is not far from the city center, and now it is the rush hour. Cheng Zhanxi opens the car-hailing software, and it shows that he needs to wait for ten minutes.

She showed her phone to Yu Qingtang: "How about we go over there?"

Yu Qingtang put her hands in her pockets, indicating that there is no problem.

Cheng Zhanxi chatted with her while walking.

"Mr. Yu, have you ever eaten hot pot?"

"Have eaten."

Cheng Zhanxi looked at her, and Yu Qingtang added, "I have eaten in college."

"frequently?"

"Very few." Yu Qingtang didn't like to sit around a steaming hot pot with many people, fishing a few pairs of chopsticks in the pot, and chatting loudly at the dinner table.

Cheng Zhanxi raised her eyebrows, her heart was exactly what she thought.

Yu Qingtang's seemingly withdrawn temperament should seldom participate in hot pot parties.

The business district is always extremely prosperous, the sun sets and the traffic flows into a long golden dragon.

The red light at the intersection in front of him turned green, and Cheng Zhanxi took Yu Qingtang's wrist very naturally and walked across the road with her. Both sides were crowded with people during peak hours. While holding her, Cheng Zhanxi couldn't help but look at Yu Qingtang. Leaning on the side, the faint woody fragrance of the woman penetrates into the nose, and the tail notes are vetiver, amber and sandalwood, which are mellow and warm, soft and long.

...Mr. Cheng has changed the fragrance again, which is still in line with the season.

Yu Qingtang tilted her head slightly, quietly sniffing the good perfume on Cheng Zhanxi's body.

"Why are there so many people." Cheng Zhanxi was surprised to see that the waiting area was full of people, and people kept going to the front desk to get a number, and turned back to Yu Qingtang with an apologetic smile, and said, "It will take a long time, do we want to eat something else? ?"

Yu Qingtang: "Just wait if you want to eat."

She had no expression when she said this, and her voice was flat, but Cheng Zhanxi heard it in her ears and sweet in her heart.

She almost wanted to make up the script of mutual love, Yu Qingtang was duplicitous, but the painful conversation not long ago brought her back to reality.

Cheng Zhanxi asked Yu Qingtang to stand there and wait for her, and she went to the front desk to get a number.

What was she like when she left, and what was Yu Qingtang like when she came back, like a child who listened to her parents.

Cheng Zhanxi: "take it."

Yu Qingtang looked at the small ticket she handed in front of him, and there were more than a dozen tables in front of him.

Cheng Zhanxi: "At least half an hour, let's walk around the mall?"

Yu Qingtang gave her a calm look.

Cheng Zhanxi changed his words knowingly: "Just wait here."

Yu Qingtang's patience was almost exhausted, and she still had better not try to get ahead.

A table entered, and the two sat in their original positions with equal signs. Yu Qingtang was silent as usual. Cheng Zhanxi didn't keep talking to her, but took out his mobile phone and lowered his head to do his own business.

She quieted down, but Yu Qingtang couldn't help but look at her from the corner of her eye.

Today, Cheng Zhanxi has a white shirt with a light-colored vest and khaki casual trousers. He has a delicate and deep profile looking sideways, his legs are naturally overlapped, and his family education is good. , there is another kind of free and undisciplined belonging to the artist in his bones.

Yu Qingtang was brought back to her senses by the shouting from the front desk, she pursed her thin lips uncomfortably, and suddenly felt guilty of being a thief.

Take a look at Cheng Zhanxi quietly, Cheng Zhanxi doesn't seem to notice?

Yu Qingtang's faster-than-usual heartbeat slowly returned to normal.

Cheng Zhanxi changed the legs he was holding from the left to the right, and smirked with his lips bent.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Number 65!"

Cheng Zhanxi stood up: "here."

There were more people than when they first came. The two of them sat in the corner and were not noticed at first, but now the more and more people came out, there was a small exclamation from the crowd.

Until they walked in, there were still people taking pictures of their backs with their mobile phones.

"There are real fairies in this world?"

"I also eat hot pot. How can I be so frustrated when others grow up like that? I don't deserve it."

"I don't know which table they are sitting at, so go in and meet by chance."

"The two of them are obviously a couple, and their looks are very good, let's not join in the fun."

"Who said I meant that? It's good to take a look at such a beautiful young lady!"

The waiter led Cheng Zhanxi and Yu Qingtang to their seats, picked up a teapot and poured water for them, secretly glanced at Cheng Zhanxi, who was sitting on the outside with red lips and white teeth, with a hint of restraint in his polite voice, and said, "You two can sweep Place an order with the QR code at the corner of the table.”

"Thank you." Cheng Zhanxi took the phone to scan the code, and Yu Qingtang, who was opposite, said, "I'll come."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled: "I forgot."

She held her chin and looked at the woman opposite her, her eyes shining like stars.

Yu Qingtang concentrated on ordering, not paying attention to her eyes.

The water in the teacup overflowed and flowed onto the table.

Cheng Zhanxi saw it out of the corner of his eye, and knocked on the table with his knuckles, and reminded with a gentle smile, "Hello?"

The waiter came back to his senses, hurriedly put down the teapot, apologized repeatedly, and used a tissue to absorb the water on the table.

"I am sorry."

"It does not matter."

The waiter went down with a blushing face.

Witnessing this scene, Yu Qingtang raised his eyebrows slightly, and said indifferently, "Mr. Cheng is so adorable."

Cheng Zhanxi pointedly said, "but I only like people I like."

Yu Qingtang didn't continue the topic, and handed her the phone.

"You see what else needs to be added."

Cheng Zhanxi looked at the order she ordered, the most classic hot pot dishes, such as hairy belly, goose intestines, duck blood, yellow throat, tender beef, etc. Cheng Zhanxi estimated the food intake of the two, and they felt similar. On the drink page at the end, I asked, "Can Teacher Yu eat spicy food?"

The two of them ordered medium-spicy, and Cheng Zhanxi saw a comment on the food review app saying that this restaurant was very spicy.

"I can eat a little."

Cheng Zhanxi added a sour plum soup, and Yu Qingtang placed an order.

The two of them went to the self-service seasoning table together.

Cheng Zhanxi likes beef sauce, add some mushrooms, minced garlic, chopped green onion, sesame oil, oil consumption...

Bright color and full flavor.

Cheng Zhanxi adjusted the sauce skillfully and skillfully, and found that Yu Qingtang's plate only contained sesame oil, with a few pitiful chopped green onions floating on it. Her hand was hesitantly reaching for the spoon in the bowl with minced garlic.

The last time Yu Qingtang entered the hot pot restaurant was five or six years ago. It was the copper hot pot in the capital, not such a spicy hot pot. There are all kinds of sauces on the seasoning table, and Yu Qingtang took a lot of effort to recognize them one by one. She doesn't know how to mix these things together to taste good.

"Mr. Yu." Cheng Zhanxi's clear and gentle voice suddenly came from his ear, "I have a secret sauce recipe, do you want to try it?"

Yu Qingtang looked at her.

Cheng Zhanxi took her plate over naturally and mixed her with the same sauce as himself.

"If it doesn't taste good, I'll give you another one."

Yu Qingtang hummed in a low voice.

Cheng Zhanxi prepared two sauces and went to get the self-service ice cream, also two bowls.

Cheng Zhanxi's bowl has milk and chocolate flavors, and Yu Qingtang's has four flavors, as well as taro and mango.

"I don't know what you like, so I just dug a little bit."

"Thank you." Yu Qingtang pursed her lips, feeling a little sorry, but the teacup in front of Cheng Zhanxi was full, and there was no chance to provide tea pouring service.

There are many people in the hot pot restaurant, and the bottom of the pot is slow. Cheng Zhanxi digs the ice cream with a small spoon and eats it one by one. Of course, the self-help in the store is not as good as the ones at home, but Cheng Zhanxi does not pay much attention to the appetite. There was no difference, he ate bite after bite with relish, and he did not forget to signal Yu Qingtang to eat with his eyes.

Yu Qingtang slowly picked up the small spoon, scooped out a small spoon of ice cream, the refreshing and rich mango flavor melted on the tip of her tongue, and then she shivered slightly from the cold.

Cheng Zhanxi chuckled softly.

Yu Qingtang put down the spoon.

Cheng Zhanxi coaxed her softly to please: "I was wrong, you have another bite."

Yu Qingtang didn't take a spoon either, and it didn't matter if he didn't take it.

If she took it, it seemed that she was angry and careful about it, and if she didn't take it, she would be even more petite.

At this moment, the service post brought a hot pot of red soup, which relieved Yu Qingtang's embarrassment.

Yu Qingtang took a few slices of tender beef with public chopsticks, strictly followed the time on the menu, picked it up after the time, and put it in Cheng Zhanxi's bowl, Cheng Zhanxi was flattered.

Then goose intestines, hairy belly, yellow throat...

"Yu, Teacher Yu."

"Um?"

"I'll just do it myself, I can't fit in the bowl."

"Okay."

Yu Qingtang put a piece of rinsed hairy belly in his bowl, dipped it in the unique sauce that Cheng Zhanxi prepared for her, and sent it to her mouth.

"How is it?" Cheng Zhanxi looked at her expectantly.

"En." Yu Qingtang paused and added, "Not bad."

Cheng Zhanxi noticed the little movement of her breathing lightly, and said, "I'll make another oil dish for you to relieve the spicy food."

Before Yu Qingtang could speak, Cheng Zhanxi had already left.

Yu Qingtang overestimated her ability to eat spicy food, this restaurant is really spicy enough, she drank most of the sour plum soup, her lips were a brilliant crimson, her face was like a peach blossom, and her white forehead was also dripping with fine beads of sweat. , while eating and involuntarily inhaling.

Cheng Zhanxi couldn't help but stretched his eyebrows and lowered his head to smile.

Yu Qingtang usually dresses up to be abstinent, and people often overlook that her face is actually very tender, like a peeled water egg, her eyebrows are like ink paintings, and her eyes are like autumn waves. The tear mole on the tail is even more natural and charming.

Now I eat hot pot and I sweat all over, and I take off my windbreaker and put it on one side. The gray-blue shirt inside is loosely unbuttoned with two buttons at the neckline, the sleeves are folded up to the forearm, and the cheeks are white and red, young and energetic.

Where is Sister Yu, it's clearly Sister Yu.

After eating the hot pot, Yu Qingtang went to checkout, Cheng Zhanxi stood behind her with Yu Qingtang's coat draped over his arms.

After Yu Qingtang settled the bill, she turned around and spoke to her: "Okay, let's go." Her lips were still very red and unusually full, opening and closing, and the inside of her tongue was soft and rosy.

Cheng Zhanxi's eyes sank, and he looked away calmly.

Yu Qingtang stretched out her hand to retrieve the windbreaker from Cheng Zhanxi's arm, and put it on her body, but it was unbuttoned, and the gray-blue shirt inside remained the same, revealing her delicate and cold white collarbone. Elegant, with a touch of softness and coolness that is not usually present.

Switch seamlessly between younger sister and older sister without violating harmony.

After leaving the mall, the two went home.

Cheng Zhanxi washed away the hot pot smell, and played the night scene after scene in her mind repeatedly, each scene made her throbbing.

She buried her face in the pillow, tossing and turning on the bed.

The more she got to know Yu Qingtang, the more she wanted to get closer to her and have everything she had. Instead of fading with the end of the script of the two lovers, this desire became more and more turbulent.

Yu Qingtang was lying on the bed before going to bed, and took out the hot pot photos taken while Cheng Zhanxi was away from the album, and gave a close-up of the two dipping sauces.

Yu Qingtang turned over one by one, knowing that she hadn't photographed Cheng Zhanxi, she still couldn't help zooming in to find the details, wanting to see her shadow inside.

After reading it all, she moved her finger to the delete key in the lower right corner, and her fingertip hung on it for a few seconds, then slowly retracted it.

...I will delete it when Teacher Cheng leaves Sicheng.

Yu Qingtang put the phone back on the bedside table, turned off the light and closed his eyes.

***

Cheng Zhanxi had a dream last night, and it was all about Yu Qingtang. She couldn't bear it when the alarm clock rang in the morning, she closed her eyes, took on the sweet dream just now, and continued to chat with Yu Qingtang in her dream.

The result was that she woke up late, but not too late, just in time for her first class.

As soon as Cheng Zhanxi stepped into the office, he felt that the atmosphere was a little subtle.

Wen Zhihan, teacher Wen, was blocking Yu Qingtang behind the desk, and he was talking to her with a cold expression.

The other few teachers were busy with their own work, Cheng Zhanxi stepped forward, Wen Zhihan's voice lowered at the right time, and she only heard an intermittent sentence.

"You...not necessary...not worth...wasting time..."

Yu Qingtang didn't answer her, as Cheng Zhanxi expected.

She passed Wen Zhihan, saw Cheng Zhanxi entering the door, and nodded to her.

Cheng Zhanxi said, "Good morning."

Looking at Wen Zhihan's back again: "Mr. Wen, good morning."

Wen Zhihan turned around and forced a polite smile: "Good morning."

Yu Qingtang said lightly, "I'm going to prepare a lesson."

Wen Zhihan retreated, suddenly turned his head to look at Cheng Zhanxi, and said, "Is Teacher Cheng free?"

Cheng Zhanxi pointed to himself in disbelief.

Wen Zhihan nodded.

Cheng Zhanxi anticipated what she was doing, and gestured outside the door with her chin: "Go out and talk."

The two went to the back of the teaching building. The trees were towering, the air was fresh, and the two rivals in love met, and the atmosphere was extraordinarily friendly—on the surface.

Wen Zhihan: "I didn't have any classes yesterday and was not at school. I only heard about the joint complaint from Class 7 today."

Cheng Zhanxi is neither salty nor bland: "So?"

Wen Zhihan went straight to the point, with a hidden edge: "Her character is not suitable for being a teacher, so she should study mathematics in the research institute with a group of like-minded people, instead of wasting her youth here and being hurt by a group of ignorant children. ."

"What is the purpose of your coming to me?"

"Persuade her to resign and go abroad to study for a Ph.D."

"Why do you think I'll do as you say?"

"Because you like her."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled and said, "Am I so obvious?"

Wen Zhihan was not in the mood to joke, and said sternly, "Mr. Cheng, you and I both know our thoughts. As long as you can persuade her to leave middle school and continue her studies, I can guarantee that I will not appear in front of her again." She said, " The main purpose of my coming to accompany her as a teacher is not to chase after her. If I can catch up, our classmates have been together for so many years. As a friend, I can't just watch her stay silent here. "

Cheng Zhanxi's smile gradually disappeared.

She was quiet for a while and asked, "Why did she come to teach? Did I tell you?"

Wen Zhihan shook his head: "No."

If she knew, would she still use this stupid method to chase after her?

Cheng Zhanxi pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry, I can't listen to you."

Wen Zhihan was puzzled: "Why? You know she's not happy here. Only you can persuade her now."

Cheng Zhanxi automatically ignored the first half of the sentence and said strangely, "Why only me?"

Wen Zhihan said: "You are the first person she treats differently."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled brightly: "Expand and talk?"

Wen Zhihan: "..."

This man is really shameless, isn't he?

Cheng Zhanxi carried out the shameless style to the end, and learned about Yu Qingtang, 20-27 years old, from Wen Zhihan. A person who lives alone and lives like a pool of stagnant water without waves, she is not only unhappy at school, she has never been happy.

She didn't think that Yu Qingtang would be happy in a different environment, the source was not outside, but herself.

Even if she quits her job today and finds a new job, there is a high probability that she will still follow her steps and live a life without sorrow, joy, and desire.

It's not that Wen Zhihan couldn't understand Cheng Zhanxi's words, but she disagreed: "How do you know if you don't try?"

Cheng Zhanxi refuted her: "that's her own life and it's up to her to decide. You or I have no right to make the decision."

Wen Zhihan was speechless.

Cheng Zhanxi cleared his throat and said, "By the way, you just said that she treats me differently, is there any specific performance?"

The rival radar is sometimes sharper than himself, and Cheng Zhanxi felt that the two love script he tore apart yesterday might be able to stick together again.

***