My Sand Sculpture Boss

looked at it.

At this moment, the light and shadow changed, the long staircase disappeared, and the scene in the painting appeared before Gu Huaizhi's eyes.He was standing on the edge of the window sill of a classroom, the window was wide open, and the autumn wind blew the light blue curtains high, rattling.

Someone sang in a nearby residential area, and it was still the cheerful tune "Wang Chunfeng".

"Under the lamp at midnight without a companion, the spring breeze blows across the face."

"Unmarried at seventeen or eighteen years old, I met a young man's family."

"Sure enough, Peugeot's face is white, who's child?"

"If you want to ask about Yi Jing's evil situation, you play the pipa in your heart."

"If you want your husband to be your son-in-law, you have love in your heart."

"Waiting for when you come to pick it, the flower of youth will bloom."

"I heard someone coming outside, I should open the door and look for it."

"Yue Yue Xiao Ruan is a foolish fool, he was deceived by the wind and didn't know."

......

Gu Huaizhi was by the window on the seventh floor, and he had a panoramic view of the scenery around the school.There is a small river not far away, and the sunset is reflected in the river.The fire-like radiance is half-dissolved in the sparkling water, with one streak of red and one streak of blue.

Same color as that painting.

Gu Huaizhi turned his head and looked around, he was the only one in the spacious reading room.He didn't find any traces of those terrifying monsters, and his hanging heart relaxed a little.Gu Huaizhi jumped from the windowsill into the room, and walked to those neat bookshelves.

Xie Wanting mentioned a book called "Disqualification in the World", which was placed in the library.

Gu Huaizhi searched for it. He had seen it in the mist-like image before. Xu Xing seemed to like this book very much, and the last sentence left after his death was also related to it.

Gu Huaizhi took the book off the shelf, dusted off the cover, and opened it.He wanted to know the meaning of the sentence left by Xu Xing, and why Wang Xiangqian showed grief when he found out the source of it, so that he broke down and cried.

That sentence is in the third part of the Handbook, page No.60 of the whole book.

Gu Huaizhi soon discovered that pages 64 and 65 of this book had been smudged so badly with a thick black marker that most of the text was gone.Only one short poem, printed on page 65, is barely legible:

"—the same thing happens again and again tomorrow. Just follow the same routine as yesterday. Just avoid excessive ecstasy. Naturally there will be no sorrow..."

The poem stands out on a page full of marker marks.

Gu Huaizhi turned back a few pages, and Xu Xing's handwriting was caught between the lines and the small gaps on the paper.

He wrote: "People at school are still talking about me in private, I know it. These voices are like the wind to me, whether it is good or bad, it makes me sleepless. I just like it I don’t think I have anything worth talking about because I lost someone.”

"Perhaps, in the eyes of some people, I am a heinous monster, and sooner or later I will be killed by the party representing justice. But they don't know, they are also monsters in my eyes, the kind that can eat people."

"Forget it, it's okay. Just go home. As long as he is at home, I won't be afraid of anything."

Gu Huaizhi knew clearly that the "he" that Xu Xing referred to was Wang Xiangqian.

Gu Huaizhi sat on the ground, listened to "Wang Chunfeng" played on a loop outside the window, and closed the pages of the book.Because the old lady Zhao Suyi was not around, he smoked casually, so he lighted a cigarette to relieve his mood, and then slowly opened the pages of the book again.

In this "Disqualification in the World", Xu Xing's handwriting is embedded in the space between individual pages.Each character is very small, and many of the wrong words were painted into a square black bump by himself, carefully, lest others would see his thoughts from these wrong words and sentences.

Gu Huaizhi didn't like reading books by nature, but Xu Xing was different. Gu Huaizhi wanted to know his past too much. The words on the paper were like a natural magnet, which attracted Gu Huaizhi to read a little bit.

"My name is Xu Xing..."

The author has something to say: "Sunrise. Impression" is really good to watch.

☆、Looking at the Spring Breeze (18)

My name is Xu Xing, I don't know who you are, so unlucky to find a book full of complaints.If it bothers you, forgive it.Room 103, 1202rd Floor, Nanxiwan, is my home address, you can ask me to give it a new book.

Of course, it is limited to sending books.If you have other requirements, don't ask, it will not work.

If you have been patient enough to see this, please read some more.I want to tell you a story. The protagonist of the story is myself, a math teacher who is over [-] years old and has no troubles but a basket.

In fact, I don't like mathematics at all, and I prefer Chinese in my heart. Many different words can be combined to present different images.The word "flower" alone reminds me of the light blue and deep red spring and the girl with brows and eyes, which is very warm.Mathematics obviously doesn't give me this romantic feeling, and the reason I worked so hard on the subject was because I fell in love with someone.

His name is Wang Qianqian, a male, he was my deskmate in high school, a well-known troublemaker in school.As for why I like him, I don't know.

I remember that on a certain day of a certain year, when I went to self-study in the morning, a ray of morning light fell on him who had just woken up.His eyes were sleepy, his face was a bit confused, he didn't look like a troublemaker at all, and he said to me with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Good morning, Xu Xing."

I forgot the specific day when this incident happened, but I remembered the sunshine that day and the feeling of throbbing at that time.Eileen Chang compared a lover to a cure for pain, but I don't quite agree with this metaphor. I think a lover should be sugar.Meeting him was like tasting a piece of candy that I had never eaten before. After swallowing it whole, my lips and tongue kept reminiscing about that sweet taste, and the joy at first sight turned into long-term longing.

He is my sugar.

It turns out that love at first sight is such an experience, and I like it very much.

I dare not express my feelings to him, the reasons are very complicated, the main one comes from my family.My father was a businessman who almost succeeded. He obviously had no foresight. He made a lot of money by virtue of the reform and opening up in the 90s.

When I was in elementary school, cars were not as common as they are now.My father, Lao Xu, likes to drive his expensive car to the school gate to show off. The entire school gate is his, and he can stop wherever he wants.

Back then, Old Xu was not Old Xu, but Mr. Xu.Mr. Xu has a lot of friends, and many people I don't know come to my house during the Chinese New Year.When I was a child, I already knew how to speak to please adults, and I could earn enough face for my family every time.Even the neighbors said: "Xu Xing is so talkative, he must be amazing when he grows up."

Every time my father Mr. Xu and my mother Ms. Zhang heard this kind of words, they would say in a modest tone: "What a big deal, just a child."

Everyone, including the neighbors, knew it was just a polite remark.Sure enough, when I returned to my home, Mr. Xu would pat me on the shoulder and look at me approvingly: "You did a good job today."

I'm getting tired of the word "performance" because it makes me feel like a bad actor doing a bad street scene that anyone can see through.Slowly, I didn't say anything.Ms. Zhang still regrets this to this day: "You were so talkative when you were young, how come the older you get, the more stupid you are, and you don't even say hello when you meet people?"

I only say hello to people I know well, otherwise, the topic will fall into a very embarrassing situation.For example, when I greet an aunt I have only met a few times, she will probably say something like "I hugged you when I was young, do you remember?"

I feel stupid.

So, I was labeled withdrawn and impolite.

Shh, it's my secret.

Later, when I was in junior high school, something happened in my family. The failure of business made my parents change from a "rich man" to a "poor couple".Ms. Zhang, who has always been pampered, had to go out to work to subsidize her family, and Lao Xu became an employee of his former competitor.He always complains that the current market competition is too fierce, which prevents him from making money, and he has fallen to this point.

However, I know that he was just abandoned by the times.

But Lao Xu's subconscious is still immersed in the glory of being a big boss.A while ago, the sliding door in my kitchen was broken and had to be redone.He chatted with the master who came to install the door.After learning that the master is the boss, a triumphant smile appeared on his face, like an old blue peacock showing off its big hairless tail in front of people: "I am also a boss."

This ridiculous and pathetic self-esteem is also rooted in me.

When I faced Wang Xiangqian, I longed in my heart for him to love me too, but I put on a superior posture.I seldom talk to him, and the one thing I do the most is to watch him secretly during lunch break.

Even when we chat, I keep choking him with words.This is not a way to imitate the heroine in romance novels to attract the domineering president.I'm actually very timid, if someone jokingly said: "Xu Xing, you and Wang Xiangqian have such a good relationship." I would feel at a loss.

Also, I really like him so much I don't know what to do with him.

Ah.

At the end of the mid-term exam in the first year of high school, Wang Xiangqian asked me a rare math problem, which happened to be something I couldn't do, so I missed an opportunity to talk to him.In order to get this kind of opportunity, I worked harder, thinking that one day I could pat him on the shoulder and say, "Don't ask others, they don't know as much as I do, just ask me."

At that time, my academic performance improved rapidly, and my parents and teachers were very satisfied that I had achieved a result worthy of showing off.I even became a representative of the age group and stood on the rostrum to speak to the teachers and students of the school.The content of the speech is nothing more than letting me introduce my learning experience, the harder the better.

I call this ritual "boring vanity engineering."

I don't know when it started, people prefer the stories of those poor students, and even the pirated chicken soup stories sold at the school gate are mostly of this type.I have read one or two articles, and the ones that left a deep impression on me are "My father risked his life to get my certificate after the thatched house caught fire" and "Mom sold all her possessions for me to study".The frequency of this kind of story is no less than that in the composition of middle school students, Sima Qian who suffered from castration and Edison who was bombed every day, bowls of chicken soup.

To be honest, I never felt how hard it was when I was studying, and the family conditions were acceptable, and my parents didn't have to worry about the house burning down and selling their property.I thought about Wang Qianqian in my heart, he is sweet, so I am also sweet, and I can't make up any hard words.

I want to write on my manuscript paper: "The reason why I study is that I like a person. Because I like him, I want to become better."However, I didn't have such courage at that time, so I had no choice but to write a composition with the title "Dream", which was barely a speech.

I read this speech in front of all the teachers and students in the school. They didn't know that Wang Xiangqian was my dream, and they applauded me after I finished reading.My shady mind was greatly satisfied. To me, those applause were like the sound of firecrackers at a wedding.I felt blessed, and imagined that one day in the future, I would marry him with a full house.They will also give us applause and blessings.

I still look forward to this day.

In addition to studying hard, I also secretly paid attention to his preferences.He likes to read martial arts novels. I bought a set of twelve volumes.He will let me borrow books, and I only lend him one book at a time, so that he can talk to me twelve more times.

Sometimes he would discuss the plots in the novels with me, and I had to spare time to read those martial arts novels, gossiping during the day and discussing swords in Huashan at night.I was so sleepy that I couldn't help falling asleep in class.Whenever I was about to fall asleep, Wang Xiangqian would always shake me awake and ask in a low voice, "Comrade Xiao Xu, why are you still sleeping in class?"

Of course I would not answer that I stayed up all night to have a common topic with him, but just said: "None of your business." Wang Qianqian stopped drawing the villain in the textbook, and he stared at me with divine eyes. I couldn't help feeling embarrassed Get up and say again, "What are you looking at?!"

"Look at you." Wang Xiangqian turned his pen and smiled, "Xu Xing, if you were a girl, I would definitely like you to death. You must marry me in this life. Let's have seventeen or eight children, a happy family. .”

Hehe, fuck you, seventeen or eight sows will give birth to you.

I pushed him away.Then he leaned over again: "Oh, Xu Xuewei, it's fun to talk nonsense for a while. Afterwards, I farted at the crematorium. You don't remember villains, don't ignore me."

I ignored him and he kept talking.

The incident ended with him being punished by his teacher to stand in the hallway.

Well, deserve it.

☆、Looking at the Spring Breeze (19)

Not long after he was promoted to the second year of high school, Wang Xiangqian was recorded as a major demerit for fighting with others and causing bad influence.Counting before, he had already been recorded three major demerits, so he was ordered to drop out of school by the school.

On the day Wang Qianqian walked, I helped him pack his things.His family is in the countryside, and he lives temporarily at his aunt's house in order to go to school.I asked him, "Where can I find you in the future?"

"I thought you didn't want to see me." Wang Xiangqian took his own things from me, "What do you see, Xu Xuewei, you should study honestly and don't run around."

Not reconciled, I said, "Then can you tell me your address?"

He looked at me and smiled: "Xu Xing, why do you insist on knowing where my home is? I almost suspect that you are in love with me."

I was very calm and said: "You owe me a book and haven't paid it back, the finale."

"You're so stingy." Wang Xiangqian took out volume No. 12 of that set of novels from his schoolbag, and stuffed it into my hand, "I don't owe you anything."

"Well, you don't owe me any more."

I'd rather he owed me.

I hugged the book and sat back on my seat, forgetting to say goodbye to him.

After Wang moved forward, my life was not much different from before.It's just that besides eating, drinking, sleeping and reading, I think about him more.I wrote him a lot of letters, but I never sent them. I hid them in a small boxy iron box with a lock, and no one knew about them.

After so many years, I did not find a decent job in a big city like my parents expected. I returned to Yuyang because I hoped to see him.

I became a teacher and taught mathematics in Shiyi Middle School.City No. [-] Middle School is my alma mater. I found my classroom according to the location in my memory. Unfortunately, the walls are newly scraped and white, and I can’t see the stickman image Wang Xiangqian drew on the wall.

When I was in this school, I often recall the time when I was with him.

He would buy me Arctic Ocean, and in the hot summer, he ran towards me against the wind: "Xu Xuewei, I invite you!"

Slightly astringent orange flavor, really delicious.

It was a rainy day when I saw Wang Xiangqian again.I met him right after I got off work. He was driving a taxi, splashed dirty water on half of my body, and smiled at me from the car window with a shy face: "Xu Xuewei, do you want to get in the car? I'll take you home."

After many years, Wang Xiangqian's appearance explained to me the meaning of the word "surprise surprise" very well.He suddenly broke into my sight again, and I was surprised and delighted, feeling as if I had won a million-dollar jackpot by buying a lottery ticket, and encountered a good thing that fell from the sky.

He sent me home and I couldn't say no.

He said that he wanted to visit my house, and I couldn't refuse.

When I got home, he cooked me a meal, which wasn't very delicious, but it made me think "if only he could cook for me for the rest of my life".When I heard that he was renting a house, my head went hot and I said to him: "Shared renting?"

Wang Xiangqian was stunned for a while, and asked me why I rented such a three-bedroom house because I lived by myself. It seemed that I thought I was wasting resources.In fact, I didn't rent the house, it was mine. A few years ago, my father Lao Xu and my mother Ms. Zhang separated and formed new families.This house was given to me by my very wealthy stepmother. I just lied to Wang Qianqian because of my own selfishness.

He promised me to move in and live with me the next day. The night after he left, I lost sleep because of missing him.

Later, we lived in a house.Wang Xiangqian would pick me up from get off work and cook for me.But I still kept a distance from him at that time, I would not take the initiative to disturb his life, in case he has a girlfriend or is going to get married one day, I can still be friends with him and wish him peace and happiness.The rent he transfers to the "landlord" every month is deposited in my other bank card.If he wants to leave someday, I will give him all back.

I will never owe him anything.

However, one day, Wang Xiangqian suddenly told me that he likes men.

This sentence is no less than the first spring thunder to me, all things startled, and the delusion about him hidden in my mind began to move around.My heart was beating fast, I tried my best to keep calm, and said, "I don't like it, but I like you."

After I finished speaking, Wang Xiangqian laughed, and I laughed along with him.

It was the happiest day of my life.I am lucky to meet a soulmate in this vast world.

That night, Wang Qianqian lay beside me, and we covered a quilt.After turning off the lights, he asked me: "Mr. Xu, when did you like me?"

I didn't say anything, I can't tell him that I have had unreasonable thoughts about him since I was in high school, can I?

I can't say that.

"Why don't you talk?" Wang Xiangqian suddenly grabbed my hand, and rubbed my palm lightly with his thumb, which was itchy and numb.I'm not used to this feeling, subconsciously want to pull out my hand.But Wang Xiangqian held it even tighter, and his whole body was also close to me. I could feel his lips against my ear, and said: "When I went to report in the first year of high school, when I first entered the classroom, the first thing I saw was You are so damn good-looking, you can shine like light, and you are a perfect match for me."

"There are still a lot of little girls stuffing love letters into your desk after class, and I secretly tore up most of them. When I saw them coming to you, I was sulking. A group of vulgar fans who don't know you wrote you love letters." , also worthy? They just like handsome guys, they are so superficial. I am different, I prefer your little temper with rejection on the face and enthusiasm in the heart, which is very interesting."

"childish."

"If you're childish, then you're childish." He chuckled softly, "I really love you, live with me for the rest of my life, Mr. Xu."

I just felt my heart beating violently, and to say something exaggerated, since I had feelings for him, let alone this life, I would like to be with him in the next life and the next life.But the words are too nasty, I really can't say it.

Wang looked forward and I didn't speak, and there was a little loss in his brows and eyes.I was afraid that he would misunderstand, so I hugged him quickly.He also hugged me and smiled: "Why are you so thin? Teacher Xu, let me raise you. Although I don't make much money, it's not a problem to raise one of you."

"In the future we will buy a house of our own, a smaller one, one that allows me to see you all the time. Sometimes I will come back late by car. If you are bored, you can feed a cat to accompany you, or Think about me."

I yearn for the life he described, and it turns out that being liked by others is such a feeling, like summer, warm, bright and enthusiastic.

I started calling him Mr. Wang.

Soon after we confirmed our relationship, Mr. Wang drew two "marriage certificates". He cut the bright red hard colored paper into the size of an ordinary certificate, and solemnly pasted a photo of me and him on it. One is our current group photo. , and the other is an old photo from high school.

We wore navy blue school uniforms and stood together under the blossoming silk tree.His hand was on my shoulder and I was holding a bottle of Arctic Ocean.

He was smiling in old photos, and I was smiling too; he was young, and so was I.

Our names are written under the photo, and the words "Forever and forever, united forever" are attached next to it.

He also took me to play the game of "worshiping heaven and earth", using his family's ancestral Qin Wangzhao bone mirror as a witness, and worshiped in front of the mirror to get married.

very nice.

I carefully kept a copy with old photos on it.

Mr. Wang asked me: "Do you like it?"

I replied that he likes it.

Mr. Wang went on to say, "Then just smile at me."

I smiled at him.

"It's beautiful, Mr. Xu is so beautiful." Wang Xiangqian said again, "I heard that foreign countries can issue certificates for us. When I save more money, I will take you to do a real one and come back and travel around by the way."

The marriage certificate is actually not that important to me. If he gets bored one day and wants to leave, even a small notebook the size of a palm will not be able to stop him.I'm so happy that he's with me.

I'm really looking forward to traveling with him, to see the scenery and so on.I will also work hard and save money so that I can go out with him earlier.

I figured life would definitely get better as long as I was with him.

☆、Looking at the Spring Breeze (20)

Things changed in our fourth year together.

Mr. Wang's mother knew about our relationship.He is not young anymore, and his family is anxious to get married, wishing he could arrange eight blind dates for him in one day.During that period of time, he was chatting on WeChat with those blind dates, and I was watching beside him. The background of the chat on his phone was still my photo.

I said to him, "You might as well go and see them."

"Mr. Xu, are you angry?" Mr. Wang put down his phone and smiled at me ambiguously, "You are such a nice person who dangles in front of my eyes all day long, and your eyes are all spoiled by you. I don't look down on anyone except you. "

I like to hear him praise me, but showing "like" at this time, doesn't it mean acquiescing to his behavior of chatting with those blind dates, which makes me seem too easy to bully.I was narrow-minded and ignored him.

"Xu Xing," Mr. Wang seldom called me by name and surname like this. He hugged me, "I have no skills personally. I always want to say something nice to please you. Xu Xing, if you are angry, I will not talk to them." Talking nonsense. Do you have time this weekend?"

"Yes, what are you doing?"

"Come back to my hometown with me. I want to tell my mother, don't introduce me any more girlfriends. I have a partner, his name is Xu Xing, and he is very nice."

People like me were neurotics and hooligans in the days of their parents. They lived in different environments and accepted different things.I don't imagine that others can accept my love, so during the four years of living with him, I never said to Mr. Wang, "Show me friends who know you" or "Show me your family" .

I rejected Mr. Wang.Because I don't want him to be scolded, and I'm also afraid that he will abandon me because of other people's reasons.

I have always been a selfish ghost who worries about gains and losses.

Mr. Wang listened to me saying that he didn't want to go back to his hometown with him, he was stunned for a moment and then let go of my hand.Without saying a word, he turned and walked into the bedroom.I carried the cell phone he left on the coffee table and followed him.

He didn't talk to me until I went to bed, and I didn't talk to him either.

He told me just now that he always wanted to say something nice to please me.I'm not happy yet, so he stopped talking, it's boring.The light was turned off in the bedroom, and I looked at his figure lying on his side with his back to me, and became irritable for no reason.

He always has a way of making me unhappy and I want to kick him.

We didn't speak for almost three days until the weekend.On that day, Wang Xiangqian went out early and did not explain where he was going or what he was going to do.I was really worried, and he didn't answer the phone, I don't know what he was holding back.

Mr. Wang came back at [-] o'clock in the evening. By the way, he brought his mother from his hometown. Her surname is Pan, and I call her Ms. Pan.Wang Xiangqian's father passed away early, and he was brought up by Ms. Pan alone. He also has an older sister in the family.He would tell me how difficult it was for his mother on weekdays, and he respected her very much in words.As soon as he entered the door, he pointed at me and said to Ms. Pan: "Mom, this is my partner Xu Xing. He teaches in the No. [-] Middle School of the city, and he is very good."

I have to say, his muffled fart was so loud that it stunned both me and his mother.

Ms. Pan looked at me with startled and angry eyes. I can imagine that she was full of joy to see her "daughter-in-law", but she didn't want to see a man. This kind of huge psychological gap is unbearable for anyone.But the matter has come to this point, I can only smile at her: "Hello, Auntie."

She took a small step back subconsciously, and looked at me with more guard and disgust, obviously not accepting me.I am not surprised by this result, and I can foresee that they will do everything possible to make her precious son leave me.

At the dinner table, Wang Xiangqian didn't shy away from Ms. Pan, and said to me: "Xu Xing, I really want to spend my whole life with you, and I also want to hold hands with you in the sun. I thought about it for many days, and I don't think we should Before escaping, I want to introduce you to my family first."

What he said was actually correct.

Hold hands with him in the sun, I want too.

Mr. Wang, what do you say?When he was in school, he liked to be a hero. I remember one time when we ran for exercise early in the morning, a girl in the back row of our class accidentally fell to the ground and hit her leg, gasping for breath in pain.A few boys in the class behind us laughed and said, "Look at how painful the fall was, the sister in front is so out of breath, why don't you rub her chest?"

I don't like this kind of talking hooligans on high school campuses.

Mr. Wang went up and punched the hooligan in the mouth. I thought Mr. Wang played well, and I applauded him in my heart.I saw that hooligan still wanted to fight back, so I went over and kicked the hooligan.

Then our two classes started fighting, and we couldn't do morning exercises at all.

Afterwards, both of us were informed and criticized.

At that time, Mr. Wang asked me why I helped him.I said: "It's too boring for you to be a hero alone, I will accompany you."

Now he's playing the hero again.I don't know how long he can face his mother, things have developed like this, I like him, no matter what, I won't leave him alone.If he is a hero for a day, I will accompany him for a day.

During that meal, Ms. Pan broke up with us.

After Ms. Pan left, I secretly watched a lot of family dramas, in order to understand how those wicked mother-in-laws and mother-in-laws make things difficult for others.When such bad things happen to me, I can deal with them so that she won't bully me.

I also wondered, if Ms. Pan really bullied me, would I, a man like me, run up to Mr. Wang and say, "Take care of your mother, she's bullying me!"

Will Mr. Wang have a big fight with his mother because of me?Or because my mother had a big fight with me?

Both results are the same dog blood, so forget it.

But watching these TV dramas made me very angry. The protagonist was bullied and excluded like that before, but the scriptwriter asked the protagonist to forgive those perpetrators in order to achieve a perfect ending.The pain suffered in the past was lightly exposed by a sentence of "I'm sorry" and a sentence of "It's okay". It is really a happy ending of a family reunion.

If I were the protagonist, I would never forgive.

Those bitter dramas have no other effect except to make me angry, so I don't watch them at all.My intuition told me that his mother would definitely come to trouble me, and I waited.

Sure enough, after half a month, Ms. Pan added me as a WeChat friend. She didn't talk nonsense and asked me how I could leave her son.I didn't talk nonsense and told her directly that it was impossible.She also said that I was a vixen, a little vixen, seducing her son.I confessed generously and sent out the three words "I love him".

Ms. Pan didn't speak for a long time, she must have been pissed off by my "shamelessness".She didn't like me from the beginning, it could even be said that she hated me.Maybe in her eyes, Wang Xiangqian is a cloud, and I am mud; Wang Xiangqian is a heart, and I am an appendix. In short, I have committed a heinous crime, and I am rotten from the root.

Why am I sticking a hot face to a cold ass?

I know that Ms. Pan was so angry with me this time, and she probably couldn't swallow it, so she tried to punish me.Wang Xiangqian didn't know about Ms. Pan's chat with me. He made dinner and called me to eat in the kitchen.I smelled the aroma of eggplant and stewed noodles, and the unhappiness that Ms. Pan brought to me also faded a bit.I turned over on the bed, put down my phone, and walked out of the bedroom to look for him.

In the past few years, I have been like a paramecium. When I go home, I don’t have to worry about anything. I eat, eat and sleep. I live a lazy and dull life, and I have really gained weight.

Mr. Wang sat at the dining table with me, during which he kept looking at me, which made it impossible for me to eat properly.I glared at him and put down my chopsticks: "Can you eat honestly and see what I do?"

"You are more fragrant than rice, I think 60 years is not enough for you."

60 years is only more than [-] days, which is indeed too short.

"Mr. Xu, I want to kiss you, okay?"

I won't get angry, I can kiss if I want, what's the point, you bastard.

I didn't speak, and after waiting for a while, the bastard really didn't look at me, and lowered his head to suck up the noodles.I looked angry, pushed away his bowl, snatched his chopsticks, and went to kiss him.

He is happy again.

I thought of what Ms. Pan said to me, and my brain became hot, and I asked Wang Xiangqian: "Am I like a vixen?"

Mr. Wang smiled stupidly: "It's not like, other vixens like to take off their clothes to seduce people. You don't have to. I can't help but like you when I see you."

Oh, glib.

☆、Looking at the Spring Breeze (21)

I went to work the next day, and received a text message from Mr. Wang during recess.He took a big business order today and is going to the next city. He doesn't know when he will be back tonight, so he will let me go home alone.

He also asked me not to eat instant noodles to save trouble, and said it three times.

Well, I remember it, long-winded fine.

In order to go home early, I went to teach the first year of high school.There is no evening class. After work, I can go to the vegetable market and buy some potatoes and spinach. I remember he likes these two things very much.The pineapples around the Ching Ming Festival are sweet, so I want to buy some for him to taste.

Mr. Wang said that if he wants to live with me for the rest of his life, I have to show some attitude, and I can't keep letting him accommodate me.While he is not around, I can learn how to cook at home, and when I learn it in private, I can cook it for him, and then tell him confidently: "I can also cook."

Looks like I'm great.

When I got off work, the sky was still slightly bright.I walked out of the school with the students. On the way, I saw a girl plucking a few flowers.The flowers are small, pink, crowded together lively, and seem to have fragrance.At this time, the sun has not yet set, there are clouds in the sky, and there is wind beside the clouds. She seems to hold the whole spring, very cute.

I secretly broke off a branch and planned to give it to Wang Xiangqian.

But as soon as I walked out of the school gate, I saw Ms. Pan's face. She was standing on both sides of the school gate with those parents, standing on tiptoe, looking up, looking around.Although I only met her once, she made such an impression on me that I will not forget it for a while.

She saw me too.

Ms. Pan stretched out her hand and pushed away the two people in front, and walked towards me aggressively.She looked very fierce, like an angry lioness who had been hungry for a long time, baring her fangs and wishing she could kill me with one bite.I subconsciously knew what she was going to do, nothing more than imitating those wives who scolded their husbands and mistresses in public, accusing me of being crazy in public, embarrassing me.

I am not surprised that Ms. Pan came up with this method, and I have always been worried.As early as when Wang Xiangqian introduced me to Ms. Pan, I imagined this kind of scenario happening. At that time, I didn't think of a solution, so I could only take one step at a time.

I don't know, she came so fast.

Before Ms. Pan approached me, she couldn't wait to open her voice, for fear that I would run away.She looked up at me, raised her voice, and her voice became thinner, with an aggressive air: "Xu Xing! What are you doing to seduce my son?!"

Everyone likes to join in the fun, and seeing Ms. Pan furious, curiosity arose.Hearing what she said again, the interest of the onlookers was thoroughly aroused.Outside the school gate, many people, many pairs of eyes are staring at me, whether it is disgust