A Self-Rescue Guide for Thousands of Suspects [Quick Transmigration]

High school life is really monotonous, eating and sleeping in class is three-point line, the only motivation that can support Feng Ye to walk the quest line is Yao Zhibei's face.

While admiring Yao Zhibei's handsome appearance, Feng Ye asked 001: "Why are the mission targets in every world so handsome? You are trying to seduce me into committing a crime!"

001 became numb: "Haha."

Feng Ye: "..." He was inexplicably tired of this system with humorous programs installed.

Time flies, and there will be no holidays after the National Day. Everyone is engaged in a new round of study, and the temperature drops suddenly. When the students wake up from the pile of books, the final exam is almost due. up.

Under Yao Zhibei's intensive tutoring, Feng Ye's grades have risen sharply, and he has been able to steadily reach the undergraduate level, and occasionally he can jump up to [-] points.

The bald old class in their class called this a miracle, praised Feng Ye without hesitation, and admitted his decision to agree with Feng Ye and Yao Zhibei to sit together.

Although Feng Ye is still the last one in the key class, but among the more than 1000 students in the grade, he has already been ranked in the top 0. Compared with the previous [-]-point test paper, it is [-] years old.

Feng Ye's affection for Yao Zhibei was even more undisguised, and he went to tease him whenever he had something to do, and the photos of the two of them interacting directly supported two CP groups and five or six CP buildings.

Yao Zhibei didn't know these things at all, but Feng Ye was different. Not only did he know, but he would click in and take a look from time to time to calm his restless heart.

The day before Christmas, Feng Ye was still thinking, could Yao Zhibei not understand what he meant?It's obvious.

On Christmas Eve, it became popular to send apples in schools.It is the kind of delicately packaged apples.

When Feng Ye and Yao Zhibei arrived in the classroom in the morning, they found that there were a lot of apples on the desks by the window, and the small square boxes were piled up to two stories high.

This is also understandable. After all, the two of them are outstanding in appearance. They are not like the kind of high school students who poke rubber and eat spicy sticks in class.

With a cold face, Yao Zhibei walked over and skillfully handed over all the apples.

"Please help me divide it."

The Sports Commission snapped their fingers, and this year's Christmas class students don't have to worry about apples.

Feng Ye was stunned for a moment, and said to Yao Zhibei: "You are quite popular."

Yao Zhibei glanced at his desk: "Aren't you too?"

Feng Ye had no choice but to laugh a few times, imitating what Yao Zhibei did, and asked the sports committee to deal with all these apples.

Compared with other schools, Haicheng Private School has a more festive atmosphere. After all, 30% of students studying in Haicheng are willing to go abroad, and each grade has two or three foreign teachers.The school is relatively open on festivals such as Christmas. Every year on Christmas Eve, students from grade one and grade two can stay at the school to participate in the party held by foreign teachers. The school is open to day students until ten o'clock in the evening.

Feng Ye asked Yao Zhibei if he wanted to go to the Christmas Eve party.

Yao Zhibei replied indifferently: "I have to make up lessons tonight." Ruthlessly dismissed Feng Ye's thoughts.

Feng Ye is even thinking about whether he should soar to the sky in the next exam, become a genius from heaven, and then never have to suffer from making up lessons...

After 001 learned of Feng Ye's thoughts, he threatened to force him to leave once before Feng Ye gave up.

During the lunch break at noon, Feng Ye and Yao Zhibei finished their meal in the cafeteria and went back to the classroom to rest, when they saw a familiar figure peeping outside the door, not knowing who they were looking for.

"Qi Qiaojing?" Feng Ye called out in doubt.

Qi Qiaojing turned her head, her eyes lit up when she saw the person coming.

Yao Zhibei was expressionless at the side, thinking that he was here to find Feng Ye, so he pushed open the classroom door and prepared to go in.

"Student Yao Zhibei!" Qi Qiaojing suddenly stopped him.

Yao Zhibei frowned and turned his head: "You called me?"

Seeing this, Feng Ye's heart skipped a beat, a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

really--

Qi Qiaojing nodded slightly, her long hair slid down her shoulders to cover the blush on her face, she raised her head, and said to Yao Zhibei seriously: "Student Yao Zhibei, this is a Christmas Eve gift, I hope you can accept it."

Yao Zhibei: "..."

Feng Ye: "..."

Yao Zhibei unconsciously glanced at Feng Ye, Feng Ye raised his eyebrows, looking back, it seems to mean: You take it.

Yao Zhibei looked at the Christmas-like apple packaging in Qi Qiaojing's hands, and refused, "Sorry, I don't like apples." She turned her head and entered the classroom.

Feng Ye breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously glanced at Qi Qiaojing, and found that Qi Qiaojing was frowning and staring at herself: "Feng Ye, we compete fairly."

fair play?

Competing for what?

Is Yao Zhibei?

Feng Ye was dumbfounded: "...Well, good, you go hard."

Qi Qiaojing turned around with a hum, and left gracefully.

So, what's the situation?

Feng Ye immediately caught up with Yao Zhibei and asked, "Why didn't you accept it?"

"Why should I accept it?" Yao Zhibei was a little annoyed.

"Well... that's right." Feng Ye shrugged. Apart from being a little surprised, he didn't dwell on this issue too much. It's always good not to accept it.

But does Yao Zhibei really dislike apples?

Feng Ye doesn't think so.

A plan emerged in his mind, he happily took Yao Zhibei's shoulders, and the two walked into the classroom together.

When school was over in the afternoon, Feng Ye excused that someone from his family was coming and he didn't want to go home, so he went to the cafeteria with Yao Zhibei to have a meal, and then went back to the classroom for self-study.

Normally, only boarding students attend the evening self-study class, but today is special, it is Christmas Eve, the boarding students have all gone to the Christmas party organized by foreign teachers, the whole floor is empty, only the two of them are left.

Just as there was no need to worry about whether the sound would disturb others, Yao Zhibei gave Feng Ye a routine remedial lesson in the classroom.

Haicheng’s private homework is actually not too much, as long as you hurry up, most of it can be done during the break and lunch break.But many people in key classes will be like Feng Ye, with the blessing of many cram schools, and the burden is also heavy.

Yao Zhibei was teaching mathematics to Feng Ye, and there was a handful of fruit candies on Feng Ye's desk, and after each question he would peel off one and put it in his mouth, chewing it to pieces.

In the end, Yao Zhibei couldn't take it anymore and confiscated all the candies, and pressed Feng Ye's head to let him rewrite the steps of solving the problem.

At this time, the lights in the classroom suddenly went out, and the darkness instantly enveloped the two of them.

Just when Yao Zhibei was puzzled, there was an excited commotion in the distance, as if from the school auditorium.

"It's the black light part of the party." Feng Ye swallowed the candy in his mouth, "Maybe even all the electric switches in the teaching building have been pulled off."

Yao Zhibei felt that someone had touched his thigh, he was startled, and suddenly a warm body slipped into his arms.

"you……"

Yao Zhibei froze for a moment, something hot and soft stuck between his lips, with the sweet taste of orange candy, it rushed into the tip of his tongue.

That frightening move seemed to be reserved at this time, from the strength at the beginning to becoming inseparable, reminding him of the scene in his dream.

Only when the light was turned on again did Yao Zhibei realize that his heart was beating violently, almost going out of his chest, passing through the blood vessels all over his body, pounding in his ears and temples, and coming out vigorously.

Most of Feng Ye's body was propped up on Yao Zhibei's desk, he raised the corners of his dark red lips, his dark eyes soaked in a pink gleam, and he gently parted his lips.

"I told you, Teacher Yao, I'm afraid of the dark."

Before the words were finished, the lights went out again, and there was another round of cheers in the distance. Yao Zhibei subconsciously clenched Feng Ye's hand.

He lied.

He is not afraid of the dark.

Yao Zhibei knew that this was a trap, if he stepped into it, he would be lost forever.

But he still couldn't help lowering his head, sniffing the misty sweet smell, tossing and turning, the knuckles in his palm penetrated into his fingers, scorching hot, and tightly clasped bit by bit, Yao Zhibei lightly nibbled on the piece of orange flesh, The sweet juice slips between the lips and tongue.

So sweet.

"Mr. Yao, can you be my boyfriend?"

The light came on suddenly, and Yao Zhibei raised his eyes and looked into those deer eyes, which were almost fatally beautiful.

Yao Zhibei's face suddenly turned pale.

He almost fell into a dangerous trap.

"...No." Yao Zhibei didn't realize how hoarse his voice was until he opened his mouth.

Feng Ye's pupils constricted: "Why?"

Yao Zhibei woke up like a dream, slowly let go of Feng Ye's hand, and returned to the initial safe distance: "Sorry, Feng Ye, no." He and Feng Ye are not the same kind of people, he should have known this long ago.

Feng Ye is a rich man with clear love and hate, while he is a guy heavily in debt.How can this match?

Now his words are full of affection, if one day he likes the new and dislikes the old, how will Yao Zhibei deal with himself?

He has seen through the warmth and coldness of human relationships long ago, just like his parents, his mother would say that he loves him and his father, but after his father's accident, his mother immediately remarried and dumped herself to her uncle and aunt, and there has been no news for so many years.

Likes, loves, and people's hearts are all the same, they are all subject to change.

This is the only lesson Yao Zhibei has learned in the past ten years.

Feng Ye grabbed his chin with his fingers: "Don't you like me?"

Yao Zhibei tilted his head, his expression distorted: "I like it."

Feng Ye couldn't understand: "Then why aren't you with me?"

"Fengye." Yao Zhibei's voice tightened, "I'm sorry."

The lights in the classroom were turned off again, Feng Ye stood up, and there was a harsh sound of the chair being dragged.

Yao Zhibei closed his eyes slightly, he thought Feng Ye was about to leave in anger.

The next second, his legs sank, Feng Ye wrapped his arms around Yao Zhibei's head, slipped his fingers into his hair, gently tugged at the ends of his hair with emotion, then lowered his head and kissed him forcefully, his teeth were sharp and stinging Both tasted a little bloody smell from each other.Feng Ye bit the corner of Yao Zhibei's mouth.

"Teacher Yao." Feng Ye drew a little distance away and said in a low voice, "I like you just because I like you. I don't like to think too much. Push it away, I promise, you'll regret it one day."

"Because I know." Feng Ye scratched the silver button of the winter school uniform with his fingertips, stopped on Yao Zhibei's chest, and poked it with a little force, "You are tempted, Yao Zhibei."

The throbbing passed through the thick winter clothes, and it was even more concealed in the silent night.

Yao Zhibei turned his head away, not looking at the young man's bright eyes under the moonlight.

"You will break up with me one day, Feng Ye."

Before Yao Zhibei finished speaking, there was another sharp pain on his lips.

Feng Ye's hot breath hit his face, he put his head on Yao Zhibei's shoulder, buried it and took a deep breath.

"No, I won't break up with you, unless you don't want me anymore, or..." Feng Ye murmured, "or I die."

Yao Zhibei couldn't remember how he got home, the light in the corridor seemed to be broken again, he was looking for the key in his backpack, but accidentally touched a small square box.

He opened the door and found that it was another Christmas Eve apple. He didn't know who gave it, but it was stuffed directly into his bag.

Yao Zhibei just put the things on the coffee table, then stopped again, as if realizing something, he opened the apple box and glanced at the greeting card——

Merry Christmas, Teacher Yao~

--by Fengye

Yao Zhibei suddenly felt uncomfortable, his heart was terribly blocked, and an unprecedented sense of powerlessness instantly spread throughout his whole body.

He put Feng Ye's apples on the bedside table and stayed up all night.

He didn't have the courage to agree to Feng Ye, he just made an agreement.

He said: "I will be with you when you pass the top [-] in the grade, as long as you can persist until then and still like me."

Feng Ye kissed the corner of his eyes and said, "Okay, Teacher Yao, we've made a deal."