Don't suffer Lao Tzu

The handsome ghost stood up and put things one by one into the medical box, closed the box, turned around and put the box on the cabinet, all in one go.Tang Shixi moved his newly bandaged leg, got up to thank him and wanted to leave, but looking at the handsome guy's back, he wanted to stay longer for no reason.

Seeing that Tang Shiyi was about to leave, the handsome ghost asked while tidying up the odds and ends on the dressing table.

"Why don't we take a break,"

Rationality and sensibility, Tang Shiyi chose the former. Just as he was about to speak, the words were on the tip of his tongue. The handsome guy turned his back to him, grabbed the collar with both hands and lifted it up. In the blink of an eye, the muscle lines were clear Tang Shiyi scans nothing left, and his figure is slightly worse than that in the small movies he usually watches, but it is the transition from youthful to mature that most attracts Tang Shiyi who is ready to move.

Tang Shiyi quickly turned around to look out the door a second before he took off his pants, only to feel his face flushed, blood rushing straight to the top of his head.Hearing the sound of the clothes rubbing against each other and the panting sound of the person who was changing clothes from time to time entangled in Tang Shiyi's ears, he immediately made up a lot of thoughts. Tang Shiyi looked down, took a few deep breaths, and restrained himself. the original impulse.

After being patted on the shoulder, Tang Shixi sensed that the air behind his neck was moist. Looking sideways, he saw that the handsome ghost had already changed into clean clothes, jeans and a white shirt, and the cuffs were casually rolled up to the forearm. The master's classic outfit, the dye on the face was also wiped off to reveal the delicate and moist skin. Tang Shiyi felt that he was fair enough, but who knew that handsome ghost was even whiter than him, as if soaked in milk.

The handsome ghost supported the door frame with his hands, and looked at Tang Shiyi with his head tilted. The handsome ghost was a few centimeters taller than Tang Shiyi.

He and Tang Shiyi stood eye to eye for a long while, and Tang Shiyi's ears burned again.

When he regained his senses, he turned around and walked a few steps away. After finishing his emotions, he turned around and said to the handsome ghost,

"Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he nodded politely, and the handsome guy shook his hand and smiled and said he was fine, then he clenched his phone in his pocket and walked away, choosing the latter under the ideological struggle of wanting to contact or not, shutting up and leaving quietly, Tang Eleven is a bit timid, and he himself is also surprised. In the past, he was very casual when wanting to contact or being asked to contact. It doesn't matter if you give or not. The fact that my young master likes you shows that you are good-looking.But this time was different, Tang Shiyi subconsciously told himself that he should be cautious.

After walking out, Tang Shiyi heaved a sigh of relief. I don't know if it was because of his cowardice, or because he was too... sorry in front of that handsome guy?

The moment he pushed open the door of the coffee shop, Tang Shixi's brain, which was short-circuited by the scare of the haunted house, had a backlash.Fuck!Only then did he realize that he was not only like the heroine in the idol dramas that his mother often watched, the heartbeat and shyness when meeting the male lead for the first time, but also...fucking reaction?

"..."

Tang Shishi searched for Zhang Jun expressionlessly among the crowd, locked on the target, and mechanically walked to the booth and sat next to Zhang Jun. The heated chat between the three of them came to an abrupt end, and he was most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air.Three pairs of eyes looked at Tang Shiyi in unison.Zhang Jun saw that although Tang Shiyi's face was paralyzed, but his earlobe was unnaturally red, he gently touched Tang Shiyi with his elbow.Tang Shiyi seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and looked at Zhang Jun in a daze. Only when he saw two girls from the corner of his eye did he realize where he was and what he was doing.

"Why did this happen in just a while, are you okay?"

Zhang Jun asked Tang Shiyi suspiciously. Tang Shiyi pinched his earlobe indifferently, avoiding the eyes of the two girls, shook his head, and asked the waiter to serve a cup of Americano coffee.

Just as Tang Shiyi brought the cup to his mouth, the girl sitting opposite suddenly stared at the door with extreme excitement, with a straw in her mouth, and frantically patting the girl who had just lost love, Tang Shiyi felt like giving her a propeller, You can take off on the spot.While patting his mouth, he tried his best to suppress the voice and shouted in a low voice

"Look at it! Look at it!! Shenqing!!! My male god!!!"

When the lovelorn girl heard these two words, she half-knowledged and said

"Yesterday you told me that your male god is the Minister of Literature and Art..."

The sisters next to her didn't lose their enthusiasm at all.

"It's changed, it's real!! My God!! So handsome!!"

Tang Shiyi looked at the [-]% slut-worthy girl on her head, and couldn't help but follow her gaze. A figure in a white shirt and jeans and a black backpack was talking to the staff at the counter of the haunted house.The cuffs are casually rolled up to a comfortable position, and the hands are in the pockets. The two straight and long legs are the most impactful, and the eyes are full of legs.

The excited girl on the opposite side seemed to think of something, and murmured

"How do I feel, it seems that something is weird."

Tang Shiyi rested his forehead and sighed softly, thinking in his heart, girl!You didn't even recognize your male god just now!That's right, I don't know you when you put on the "vest".

Shen Qing asked Jiang Tao where he was at the counter, then greeted the front desk, turned around and walked towards the elevator.

The girl on the opposite side held her face and said in satisfaction,

"It's great to meet my male god again."

The girl next to her sighed and stirred the long spoon in the cup.Zhang Jun asked in bewilderment,

"You... male god... are..."

When the girl mentioned that the male god had glowing eyes again, she hurriedly explained to Zhang Jun,

"That's right! Shen Qing! The chairman of our student union is handsome, with a good personality and good grades."

Zhang Jun looked at the girl's face written all over how could there be such an outstanding person, a small flame that had just been ignited in his heart puffed out, leaving only a puff of desolate smoke.

The girl next to her who was constantly stirring the long spoon and refusing to drink glanced at her, bowed her head and said

"I heard he's quite special."

Looking at the conversation between the two sisters, Tang Shiyi suddenly grasped the key point of his curiosity, and asked

"What's so special."

The girl looked up at Tang Shiyi's seeking knowledge, put down the spoon, blushed a little, and explained calmly

"Shen Qing's grades and usual performance are among the best in the grade. Seeing that he is in his senior year, hopeful postgraduate entrance examinations are working hard to climb up. He is different. It is not uncommon for him to be admitted by Z University. I heard that Because of this, even the headmaster was alarmed and tried to persuade him several times."

After finishing speaking, the girl held her chin and sighed with envy

"I really can't understand the brain circuit of Xueba..."

Tang Shiyi raised his eyebrows after hearing this, nodded acquiescingly, took a sip of coffee, the picture in his mind, this character design, this rumor, formed in his mind "My Boyfriend, the Chairman of the Student Union", "The Gentle Xueba Falls in Love with Me" ", "Something About Me and the Principal" and other plots of Mary Su's novels,

"There's still more!"

The other girl couldn't sit still, and with a gossip face, she patted the arm next to her to attract attention.

"I also heard that Shen Qing and his instructor..."

Tang Shiyi leaned forward subconsciously, listening attentively to the next sentence,

The girl waved her hand and said casually

"I don't know if it's true, the students are spreading it privately."

Tang Shiyi didn't respond. He drank his coffee quietly and silently added another copy of "What the Teacher Taught Me That Night". After thinking about it, he threw it into the recycling bin and shredded it.

Zhang Jun next to him said to himself,

"Damn, teacher-student love, it's so exciting."

Tang Shiyi looked at Zhang Jun's yearning expression, and interrupted:

"First, you have enough brains. Second, you are handsome. Third, you are more mature and attractive than your peers. I also think that you are okay with the second point."

Zhang Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this: "Why do I feel that you said that I still hurt me very comfortably."

The two girls held back their laughter, Tang Shiyi put down his cup and added another sentence

"Fourth, the female teachers in our school are basically divided into two camps, the married menopausal camp and the exterminated master camp. Which one do you think you are suitable for?"

After hearing this, the two girls didn't hold back and covered their mouths and started to sing. Tang Shiyi also thought it was funny after he finished speaking. The laughter of the three squeezed Zhang Jun's fragile "Rong Trapping Love" into a corner and drew a circle .

Shen Qing walked out of the commercial street and walked to the densely packed bicycle parking lot. Among the bicycles of various styles and colors, she found the distinctive big 28 at a glance. The bicycles of her father's generation were passed to Shen Qing's hands and were sprayed again. After black paint, it immediately shows a sense of fashion.

Shen Qing unlocked the car and locked it on the back seat, took out the earphones that had been squeezed out from the backpack, turned on the music, plugged in the earphones, skillfully found the song he often listened to, kicked off the brakes, helped With the handlebars on the handlebars, I trot for two steps, use my long legs to step up, carefully avoid pedestrians and ride to the bicycle lane, ignore the occasional harsh sound of the big 28 wheels, hum a song, and step forward leisurely.

It was as if half the sky was on fire, and the golden-red glow was reflected on the white shirt. The applicant seemed to have thought of something happy, his ordinary heart was stirred up, his brows and eyes were curved, and he laughed out loud.

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