meet on slag road

Although the weather in St. Petersburg in September is still sunny and sunny, the temperature has already dropped below ten degrees too early, comparable to late autumn facing the sea.

When Mu Qing went out in the morning, he was only wearing a coat, but was blown by the cold wind outside, so he returned home and planned to put on a scarf.

The house was quiet when he opened the door. Yunsi, who had been chasing after him just now and yelling to follow him out, was now lying on the floor where the heating was the best, sleeping on all fours, and even snoring a little.Mu Qing didn't respond when he passed by it, and even smacked his lips, as if he was having some sweet dream.

Mu Qing stretched out his hand to touch its soft and fluffy hair compared to when it was facing the sea. Seeing that it was still early, he simply sat in the living room for a while, took two sleeping photos of Yun Si and sent them to Gong Shichen, and then he did not stop. He hurried back to the bedroom, opened the cabinet and took out a scarf.

But when he just brought the scarf close to his neck, a faint, rum-like woody amber scent sneaked into his nose.

Not strong, but very seductive, the smell of the person who was once close to him.

Mu Qing's joyful expression suddenly turned cold for a moment. He looked at the dove gray scarf hanging naturally in front of him in the mirror, sneered, stretched out his hand and pulled it off his neck, and threw it directly into the trash can.

Gong Shichen's reply came over at this moment:

[-]% off dental fillings: cute is cute

[-]% off dental fillings: It just looks a lot fatter than a few days ago, you can't spoil your child, you have to supervise it to eat less and exercise more!

Mu Qing looked at the person who happened to bump into the muzzle of the gun, picked up the phone and sent a voice message: Do you really hate me?

Gong Shichen paused for a moment, then suddenly played a voice for him.

As soon as Mu Qing connected, the familiar Sichuan-style Mandarin rang over there: "Er Huo! I picked up his things for you again?!"

"Well, this time it's a scarf." Mu Qing gritted his teeth, "Hat, pajamas, pillowcase—Gong Aiqing, I don't know how many surprises are there in my belongings?"

After preparing the documents for going abroad in the hospital, Mu Qing originally planned to pack his things alone, but Gong Shichen was afraid that he would feel sad when he saw the situation, so he asked him to make a list, volunteered to help him pack, and then followed his flight directly together on the plane.

Mu Qing came to a foreign country with the mood of severing everything. When he came to the house rented by his friend, he just opened the suitcase, and the pajamas of that miserable ex came into view unexpectedly.

He meditated on the innocence of the ignorant, closed his eyes and threw the pajamas into the trash can, looked at the set of pajama pants below and was speechless for a moment, then picked up the box containing the clothes and dumped the contents directly into the closet, Then he went out and bought a new set for himself.

As a result, I forgot to buy two more scarves.

So today he found a new "easter egg" in the pile of clothes carefully prepared by Gong Shichen.

Gong Shichen sneered: "Why don't you throw it away."

"Otherwise?" Mu Qing asked him back.

The good mood early in the morning evaporated due to a sudden accident, Mu Qing lost the interest in rummaging through the original clothes, and simply turned around and went out again.

The cold air in the morning penetrated along the collar, and the hand holding the lesson plan was also cold.Mu Qing went into the roadside shop and bought a cup of hot cocoa, held it in his hand and drank it slowly, followed the youthful students and walked into the school gate.

After drinking a cup of hot cocoa, the entrance of the teaching building is in sight.

Mu Qing went up to the second floor with the students, and was thinking about the content of today's class, but suddenly a voice came from behind: "Teacher Mu!"

"Teacher Dasha?" Mu Qing turned around and showed a friendly smile, "Good morning, what's the matter?"

Holding the lesson plan in her hand, Dasha hurriedly walked to Mu Qing's side: "Good morning, Teacher Mu, I just received a call from the dean, saying that there will be an extra student in your class later, he is not a Russian People, come from China like you, I hope you can pay more attention to him, don't make him feel isolated."

"Students from China?" Mu Qing was a little surprised, but seeing Dasha's haggard face that couldn't be covered by heavy makeup, he didn't ask further, "Okay, I understand."

"Well, then I'll go and arrange other things first." Seeing his answer, Dasha nodded and walked to the third floor without stopping.School has just started recently, and as the head of the department, she really doesn't have much time to chat.

Mu Qing politely nodded in the direction she left, and when she walked towards her classroom, a little curiosity suddenly arose in her heart: I don't know what kind of person this international student from China would be.

He walked into the classroom with a bit of joy, and then bumped into a pair of familiar eyes unsuspectingly.

It was Yu Yifeng.

The memory that hadn't had time to fade came rushing like a tsunami, reopening the unhealed wound in his heart, the stinging pain and the bitterness in his heart rushed to his heart together, but sitting in the middle of the second row The person in the position waved to him as if unconscious, and greeted enthusiastically: "Hello, teacher!"

The mood Mu Qing finally regained disappeared once again, his expression turned cold a little bit, looked at Yu Yifeng and said indifferently: "What are you doing here?"

Yu Yifeng's smile didn't decrease at all because of his indifference: "Teacher, I'm here for class."

Mu Qing's expression became even colder.

Although the students in the class couldn't understand Chinese, they felt something was wrong when they saw the teacher's indifferent reaction and the smile on the new student's face. The atmosphere was too weird, so the students all kept silent and only exchanged glances quietly.

Mu Qing looked at the students who were gazing all over the place, fell silent for a moment, put the lesson plan in his hand on the desk, arranged the preview homework, and raised his chin to Yu Yifeng: "Come out."

After he finished speaking, he turned and went out the door.

Yu Yifeng was a little late, and when he was about to get up from his seat, the boy next to him suddenly tugged at the corner of his clothes, and asked in a low voice: "Did you steal Teacher Mu's girlfriend? He looks very annoying you."

"Of course not." After Yu Yifeng denied it, he looked at the curious baby-like eyes of the people around him, and pretended to sigh deeply, "But I did a very serious thing wrong, so no matter how much he hates me It should be."

The girl with the long ponytail sitting in the first row suddenly had a bright eye, and turned to look at him: "Could it be that you and him are forcing——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————!"

The girl sitting next to her quickly covered her mouth with her hand, and smiled at Yu Yifeng: "Lilia usually reads a lot of strange literature, so her brain circuits are more magical, don't mind."

Yu Yifeng, who was almost caught by accident by accident: "It's okay, everyone has the freedom to like."

The boy at the edge of the second row got up to give him his seat, and said to him seriously: "Although I don't know what you did wrong, but since the teacher is so angry, besides apologizing, you should also remember to prove it with actions." ah!"

Yu Yifeng was silent for a moment, suppressed the smile on his face, and sighed softly: "This time, I will definitely."

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