My wife has a cinnabar mole in her heart

"Whatever you want." Qi Han withdrew his gaze from Qu Yue, picked up the pen on the table, and began to organize his notes, recalling the new knowledge points he learned in class.

When his memory was blocked, he looked up at the blackboard, and then continued to add content to his knowledge framework.

Seeing this, Qu Yue straightened her body.He then opened the brand-new English textbook in his hand. He wanted to take a serious look at it, but the light was blocked by the English teacher walking towards him.

Qu Yue raised her head, there was no wave on her quiet face, but the disgust in her eyes began to boil silently the first moment she saw this person's face.

"What's the matter with you?" Qu Yue asked.

"Don't leave after the next class, I have something to tell you." The English teacher sized up Qu Yue inch by inch without restraint, and finally fell on Qu Yue's slender and fair hand.

Qu Yue followed his gaze, and slowly clenched her fingers into fists involuntarily, and then retracted them to her side: "The next class is over, so it's not my working time."

"Qu Yue, you are a newcomer and you may not know that as a teacher, the boundaries between commuting and commuting are not so clear and clear. As long as students have needs, they should be on call 24 hours a day."

As soon as the English teacher said this, Qi Han next to him couldn't help laughing sarcastically.

He put down the pen in his hand, took a playful look at Qu Yue, and said, "The English teacher has worked hard, so Teacher Qu still needs to serve the students a little bit. Since he is the teaching assistant of the English teacher, he should spend more time with the English teacher. Learn how to cooperate with school work and how to be a qualified teacher."

Qi Han is the best in the whole school, such a slightly reproachful dialogue is really attractive enough, causing the attention of the surrounding students to shift to them one by one.

"I..." Qu Yue insisted on saying "no", but under the attention of her classmates, she became unable to speak at all.His delicate lips parted, and after a long time, he said slowly and indifferently: "Okay."

"After all, he is too young and ignorant, but he is very malleable, so it doesn't matter." After the English teacher finished speaking, when Qu Yue lowered her head and didn't intend to pay attention to him, relying on the large number of people, she decided that Qu Yue did not dare to sweep a person in public. In the eyes of the students, the face of the "highly respected" teacher, so they suddenly raised their hands, pretending to be an elder caring for the younger generation, and rubbed the gentle and soft hair on the top of Qu Yue's head.

Qu Yue's hands beside her were clenched into fists, and her drooping eyelashes trembled slightly in front of her eyes due to the jealousy and disgust of her body.

He pursed his lips tightly, trying to dodge, but the students around him sighed "The English teacher cares about the new teacher" because of this action, so he could only sit obediently where he was, put on a humble posture, whatever The hand was rubbing back and forth on his head.

The English teacher stayed by Qu Yue's side all the time. During the 10 minutes after class, he talked to Qu Yue about many irrelevant work matters.

It wasn't until class that I moved my fat and short legs with satisfaction, walked onto the podium with a swaying body, and started the second English class in the afternoon.

Qi Han adjusted his glasses thoughtfully, leaned on the chair and leisurely twirled the expensive pen in his hand, without making any comments.

In this class, Qu Yue didn't listen to a single word.

He knew what the English teacher wanted to do, he could just slip away now, but if he could hide today, he couldn't hide tomorrow, just like when he was with the elders of the restricted area before.

Just as dirty, just as disgusting...

Whether it's them or yourself.

After the get out of class bell rang, Qu Yue put away the textbooks and class list on the table, and the phone in her pocket vibrated at the same time.

He thought it was all in order, so he didn't dare to delay, so he quickly walked into the independent bathroom next door and locked the door, avoiding the students who rushed out to catch the next class.

He took out his phone and found that it was an unfamiliar number.

Qu Yue connected in surprise.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Qu?" The woman's voice on the receiver was a little familiar.

"Well, I'm Qu Yue, are you?"

"I'm Qi Yi's responsible teacher." The woman said, "Are you free to come to the school now? Something happened to Qi Yi."

Qu Yue frowned at the same moment: "What's wrong with Qi Yi?"

"He had a very serious conflict with his classmates and got into a fight at school. But we couldn't find out the reason, and he is not in a good emotional state now, so you need to come and see."

"fight?"

"Yes, the ground was covered in blood."

"Is Qi Yi injured?"

"This... a lot of blood was splashed on his clothes and hands. We tried to persuade him to go to the infirmary, but he didn't listen to us. We don't know whether his injuries are serious or not."

"Okay, I see, I'll be right there." Qu Yue hurriedly hung up the phone, opened the toilet door and rushed out.

At this moment, his arm was grabbed by a fat hand.

"Follow me to the office." The English teacher saw Qu Yue walk out of the classroom when the class was over, and almost thought that the other party had run away.

"I have something to do now, I have to leave first." Qu Yue stroked the English teacher's hand that was holding her arm, her tone was not room for negotiation.

"Qu Yue, don't take yourself too seriously." The English teacher lowered his voice, considering that there were students coming and going all around him, "Believe it or not, I'll leave you alone today."

Qu Yue insisted: "If it's about work, you can send it to my mobile phone."

"Don't give your face shame."

Qu Yue frowned: "I'll find you tomorrow."

The English teacher obviously didn't believe his words: "What if I have to do it now?"

"Then you quit me."

"You fucking say you come and go?" The English teacher grabbed Qu Yue, "What do you think this is?"

Qu Yue stood still: "Let go."

The English teacher didn't move.

Qu Yue's eyes darkened, he suddenly pushed the English teacher into the toilet cubicle, kicked the door and closed it.

The English teacher almost fell down, but before he could yell, Qu Yue quickly took out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at his head: "Don't force me to kill you."

The English teacher was stunned for a moment, and then said disdainfully, "Are you frightening me with a toy gun?"

Qu Yue loaded the bullet and shot it on the trash can not far away. The loud sound and the trash can that was punctured and overturned on the ground immediately sent the sense of urgency to the English teacher's mind.

"Toys?" Qu Yue asked back.

"You...you..." The English teacher's eyes widened in horror, the flesh on his face trembled because of the uncontrollable expression, and his body kept backing up until he was stuck against the wall, unable to retreat before being forced to stop.

Qu Yue pointed the gun at the other party again, her expression was as cold as her tone: "Let me go."

"Don't kill me..." The voice of the English teacher's answer was trembling, "Don't kill me..."

"Let me go." Qu Yue's voice became deeper, as if she was about to shoot.

"Okay...you go...go..."

Qu Yue was not in the mood to waste time with him either, she put away her gun, put her hand on the doorknob and said, "Tomorrow I will go to work on time."

He opened the door and walked out.

Because there was a loud noise from inside, many students stood around and watched from afar or near.

Qu Yue ignored any question "what happened" asked by the students in the class, and ran towards the school exit through the crowd.

Qi Han looked at Qu Yue's leaving figure, then walked into the bathroom, looked around, his eyes shifted from the English teacher whose pants were wet because of excessive fear, to the overturned trash can.

In a pile of soiled papers, he saw a bullet.

Qu Yue rushed to the door of Qi Yi's class, and her sight was instantly occupied by a large bloodstain on the ground that hadn't had time to deal with it.

"Mr. Qu, you are finally here." The female teacher in the class saw Qu Yue as if she had seen a savior. She hurried past the teachers and students who were watching, and walked in front of Qu Yue.

"Where is Qi Yi?" Qu Yue asked while looking around.

"It's over there." The female teacher pointed to the boy sitting on the chair with his head hanging down, "Go and have a look."

The table in front of Qi Yi was overturned, and the textbooks were scattered all over the floor.There were a lot of red dots on the snow-white sweater, and Qu Yue was startled when she saw it.

He quickly approached and stood in front of Qi Yi, and when he was about to reach out to touch Qi Yi, Qi Yi didn't raise his head, and said a word in a low voice: "Get out."