There Are Always Teachers Who Want To Ask Out Parents

 Chapter 7: Love At First Sight

After dinner, Lu Zhiqiao knocked on the door of unit 902.

From the time she stepped out of the house to the opposite side, she walked hesitantly, until she stood in front of this door, her arms seemed to be filled with lead, so heavy that she couldn't lift them up, as if there was a monster behind the door, who will eat her and leave nothing even bones.

Living in a reinforced concrete building in the city, there is no human interaction, even the door-to-door neighbors do not necessarily know each other. They just need to maintain politeness and do not need to have other exchanges. With this thought in mind, she has been relieved a lot in the past few days. The busy week has also made her forget all the embarrassment, shame and excitement.

But what should come still can't be avoided.

The door opened quickly, as if the owner knew she would come and was waiting deliberately.

When that face appeared behind the door, in the orange light, she felt a tightness behind her neck, and all the emotions that had been left behind flowed back into her empty heart.

"Come in." Qi Yan still smiled gently, as if she was not surprised that she would come, her eyes were calm and clear.

At that moment, Lu Zhiqiao felt that she had entered the wolf's den.

Qi Yan was wearing pajamas, wine red silk style, half-exposed collarbones, tall with long, smooth hair draped behind her back, with a strand hanging down in front of her, which was black and bright against the light. Her eyebrows are gentle, but her eyes are deep and sharp, like a gentle knife.

She prepared slippers for her, which fit her feet unexpectedly, and the style she liked, plain color, without too much decoration.

Lu Zhiqiao thought that she would never take the initiative to step into this room. In fact, she did not take the initiative, but came in passively. Now that she came, she couldn't help being curious. As soon as she entered the door, before she had time to look at it, she saw a huge picture of a woman hanging on the background wall of the TV. The three jewels were about to be revealed which was very cryptic.

She doesn't know the woman in the picture. She has a protruding front and back, and has slender legs. She is half leaning against a tree trunk. Behind her is a lush mountain forest. She looked sensual but not vulgar.

Lu Zhiqiao's scalp went numb, and she hurriedly looked away, but met Qi Yan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. She glanced at the picture but didn't speak then lead her to the sofa and poured her a glass of warm water.

"Thank you."

The sofa is facing the picture, and you can see it just by looking up, and you can't avoid it even if you want to. Lu Zhiqiao took a sip of water from the cup and lowered her head slightly. The warm water flowed down her throat, calming her mood temporarily.

Qi Yan sat down next to her, picked up the black rectangle on the coffee table and handed it over, raising her eyebrow.

It's her daughter's phone.

Lu Zhiqiao froze for a moment before taking it, with apology in her eyes, and said softly, "I'm sorry, Ms. Qi, the child has caused you trouble."

"No." Qi Yan looked at her with burning eyes, "It's just that I happened to see her when they were doing eye exercises between classes today, she is still very serious in class.

Lu Zhiqiao nodded slightly, without speaking

With only a few distance away, her face was reflected in Qi Yan's ink-like eyes, and the tear mole was vividly embedded under the corners of her eyes like a shiny black pearl, as if it would turn into a black drop at any moment. Like tears, rolling down.

It is said that a person with a tear mole will have a bitter life.

That night, Qi Yan didn't remember how many times she had kissed it, but she only knew that from the beginning she was gentle and careful, to the end it was extremely crazy, and she simply bit it, wishing she could bite it off.

Of course, she didn't dare to use force.

"The school doesn't allow students to bring mobile phones, so I don't care about it." Qi Yan said so, and couldn't help getting closer, smelling the scent of "Goddess of Hunting", and a storm of smell was set off at the tip of her nose.

Having said that, she didn't dare to ask herself whether she was following the rules and regulations, or using this as an excuse to approach this woman. Maybe both, but they're deeply entangled she couldn't help but ponder.

She has been in love, has seen countless people, and has always been straightforward, so why would she worry about her one-night stand.

"Ms. Qi, I can understand your work, but I am usually very busy and often need to call my daughter, so she still has to bring her mobile phone..." Lu Zhiqiao said lightly, with a lonely expression on her face, even with a trace of bitterness on her apologetic smile.

"But I will tell her to not take it out at school, and don't be seen by teachers and classmates."

On the surface, the school's regulations are like this, but it's just for show. The number of students who secretly carry mobile phones are uncountable. Students use them during lunch breaks the tones and sounds became a little louder and spread to the teacher's office across the corridor, but no one cared.

But during class time, there would be instructors patrolling the corridor, and the while the class teacher will appear at the back door or outside the window from time to time, catching them by surprise.

So there is an unspoken rule: you can bring your mobile phone but don't get caught.

Qi Yan wouldn't say this outright, she just smiled and asked, "Oh, what for?"

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"..."

After a while, Lu Zhiqiao pursed her lips and remained silent.

Qi Yan didn't ask any more questions, and raised her hand to brush her hair. The straight and smooth hair slid through her fingers and scattered casually behind her shoulders. The rich black melted into a blood red silk, very charming.

"I'll turn a blind eye about the mobile phone."

She tilted her head and smiled, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of tenderness, suddenly her upper body leaned over, and she lowered her voice: "For your sake "

Lu Zhiqiao quietly watched her move her hair up, and before she could relax her thoughts, her lips suddenly became warm, and the familiar breath swept over continuously, strong and gentle, squeezing into her side of her seat.

She is very fragrant, like a wine in the cellar, like a tea that has been precipitated.

There were so many beauties in the bar, all of them were well-dressed and beautiful, but in Qi Yan's eyes, they were just a single empty elemental symbol, but this woman was clean and clear, like an ocean, no one knows how deep and vast she is.

The so-called love at first sight is more than liking to see.

"Ok..." 

The sound of tangling water stains.

This woman has rich experience, a veteran. Lu Zhiqiao's mind was dizzy, and she responded subconsciously.

She was right, she was really sensitive.

"Shall we do it, huh?" Qi Yan suddenly stopped, holding her face with both hands, and pressing her forehead against it.

The silk pajamas were sloppy, and after some movement just now, the loose collar fell further to the side, and the clavicle and shoulder blades were half hidden, like fresh snow covered by large red plum.

Lu Zhiqiao struggled to look away from her shoulders, closed her eyes, "Ms. Qi, please respect yourself..."

"Really?" Qi Yan kissed her tear mole, "That's not what you said that night."

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"..."

The mention of it made all of Lu Zhiqiao's self-restraints collapsed. Thinking of the memories of that night, her heart beats violently, and the beautiful cherry spread from her cheeks to her ears, and she was too embarrassed to speak.

However, from the beginning to the end, she never struggled, nor did she ever think of pushing this person away.

Qi Yan took the initiative to let her go, and gently picked up a strand of her tousled hair with her fingertips, pinned it behind the ear, and then slid it along the chin all the way to the tightly buttoned collar, staying for a while before withdrawing her hands.

Lu Zhiqiao opened her eyes tremblingly and when she raised her head, she saw the picture of the naked woman her fingers tightened suddenly, and she hurriedly turned her face away."

"That's a body art photo I took." Qi Yan's voice was as clear as water in her ear, she smiled, her expression was normal, and she didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with hanging it in the living room.

The details on the picture are vividly displayed, and at first glance it is inevitable that people will think it is a painting. Hearing this, Lu Zhiqiao glanced again, hummed in a low voice, and stood up uncomfortably: "I won't bother Teacher Qi." She said with a polite smile, and walked quickly to the door.

"Wait a minute."

Qi Yan called to her, got up and entered the room, stayed in it for a while, then came out with a book and handed it to her.

Lu Zhiqiao glanced at the cover of the book, the title was "Triple Doors" .

"Give it to Lu Wei."

The woman left for about half an hour. Qi Yan was sitting on the sofa covered with a blanket. Where Lu Zhiqiao had been sitting just now, she took out the cigarette case and lighter, and lit a cigarette.

The smoke filled with fresh rose fragrance permeated, half of her charming and beautiful face was submerged, one leg was stretched out straight on the coffee table, the other leg was bent, her elbow rested on her knee, and she held the slender cigarette between her fingers, leaning lazily.

Looking fascinated by the art photo, that face gradually changed into that of Lu Zhiqiao, her brows were so cold that even fireworks won't spark, but her eyes were full of desire, and a tear mole was very touching. Even if you don't get close, just looking at it from a distance, it is inevitable to be swept away.

When she was very young, Qi Yan knew that she liked older women; elder sisters, or aunts. They have independent thoughts and rich experience, like the deep sky, you never know how high they are, like the vast sea , you never know how deep they are.

They are tested by time, precipitated in the years, and exude a reassuring charm, attracting you to explore and understand. But she never seeks the care of them. On the contrary, she has a strong desire to protect them. She likes challenges and the pursuit of excitement.

After looking for so many years, apart from her first love that is unforgettable to her heart, there is only this person in front of her.

If Lu Zhiqiao can be her model, then she is willing to only pick up the camera for her in the future.

But obviously this is impossible.

Qi Yan laughed at herself, and took a sharp puff on the filter, a large section of the slender cigarette was instantly burned by sparks, and the ash fell on the tiled floor

The mobile phone kept popping up WeChat notifications. She picked it up and looked at it. The home-school group was very lively. She don’t know who sent a poll link, which aroused discussions among the parents. Somebody said something and it quickly sent dozens of string messages.

Qi Yan posted a sentence: [Parents please don’t chat in the group.]

The most active ones are always those few, Cai xx mother, Hu xx mother, Ouyang xx father, Luo xx mother...The group was established relatively late, She had an impression of most of the parents who spoke in just one week, except for Lu Zhiqiao.

No matter what she sent, assignments or notifications, there was no one in the series of "received", which once made her wonder if she was not in the group at all, which seemed obvious.

The group went quiet.

Qi Yan opened the member list, looked through the names one by one, and found "Lu Wei's mother" - the profile picture was a field of violet flowers, and the nickname was a simple "Lu"

She hesitated a little and clicked "add".

Nowadays, people never leave their mobile phones, and WeChat is one of the most frequently used app. Adding friends should be very fast. With such thoughts in mind, Qi Yan waited until late at night and sent it three times, but the message was like a stone sinking into the sea without any response.

The next day was Saturday, Qi Yan got up early in the morning, opened her eyes and saw that there was still no movement on WeChat, and she vaguely understood in her heart. She didn't insist anymore, she warmed up after washing up, put on sports clothes and went for a run.

Stepping out of the house, the open door of the elevator was about to close. She ran over in two or three steps, pressed the button outside, and the door slowly opened to both side.

Seeing the person inside, Qi Yan smiled slightly, and took the initiative to say hello: "Good morning."

After entering and closing the door, the closed and narrow space was filled with the smell of "Goddess of Hunting", sometimes cold, sometimes thick, tightly attached in her nose.

Lu Zhiqiao stood on the right side with a serious expression. She was taken aback when she saw Qi Yan coming in, and then quickly looked away. She didn't wear a shirt today, but she wore a light-colored silk scarf around her neck, which was still tightly covered.

"Morning."

"Working overtime on weekends?"

"Business trip."

The scent was like a condensate, freezing the air.

The elevator descended floor by floor. She doesn't know if it was an illusion, but the speed today was extremely slow. Qi Yan stared at the crack of the door, seemingly talking to herself: "Why didn't you add me on WeChat?"