[Nezha Lotus Root Cake] Mangcao Romanticism

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Nezha woke up like a dream.

Teacher Ao in front of the blackboard put down the chalk, clapped his hands lightly, turned around and looked down at the seating chart pasted on the podium, and said, the math representative of our class is...

Yang Jian.

Yang Jian raised his hand and reported his name concisely.Ao Bing nodded slightly and said, Yang Jian, please collect everyone's summer homework.

As soon as the voice fell, there were a few small wailings in an instant.You must know that in the past, Lao Yu was the type who would let go more and more when he was on vacation. He never accepted homework during the holidays and just talked about it directly. Everyone is used to it.

Ao Bing was amused by the little sadness of the students. He slightly bent the corner of his mouth, lowered his head to sort out the lesson plans, and half-jokingly said, "It's okay, don't copy too busy. I just happened to see which type of questions you have more empty questions. I picked it out for evening self-study.Okay, let's finish class.

Teacher Ao walked off the podium with the lesson plan in his arms, and went out through the front door.The ends of the light-colored hair drew a light arc in the air as he turned around, and then disappeared behind the door, as if slipping through his fingers.

After class, the second and second classes of high school are very noisy, and the pressure of the college entrance examination two years later is still a little far away, which can't hold back the fresh souls of these sixteen or seventeen years old.Yang Jian was yelling, telling those guys who still wanted to make up a couple of strokes to hand in their homework quickly.Nezha withdrew his eyes from the new math teacher who was chasing him, buried himself in his collar and let out a long breath.

There is enough homework for the whole summer vacation, and there are ten sets of papers alone. Nezha got up and took his hands out of his pockets, picked up a large pile of papers on Yang Jian's desk, and said, let's go.

Two half-sized boys with an average height of 180 entered the second grade teacher's office with two stacks of papers that could block them.There are six desks in the office, and all the teachers of the main subject of the second year of high school are sitting in it, and Ao Bing's is the one on the farthest right.

Teacher Xiao Ao, your class is here.

The teacher next to the door laughed out loud. Teacher Xiao Ao raised his head obediently, and was startled by their posture, and exclaimed quietly, there are so many.

He hurriedly collected the lesson plans spread out on the table and put them aside to make room for those snowflake-like papers.

Thank you both.As Ao Bing said, he was going to pick up the ones in the hands of Nezha who was walking in front, but Nezha turned his hand and did not let go, put the large stack on the corner of the table, and then separated the papers according to the sleeves, and placed them vertically on Ao Bing's table Get it up.

Looking fierce, he is a very careful child.Ao Bing thought silently in his heart.Nezha finished his own, and then went to stack Yang Jian's hand. Ao Bing already understood what he meant, so he took Nezha's hand and put it like him.Put it aside and ask, did you fight?

He asked very softly, even the teachers sitting next to him couldn't hear clearly in this six-person office.That inadvertent tone lacked the sense of the teacher's questioning of the students, it should be caring and not wanting to put pressure on the students.

It's a pity that his thoughtfulness had the opposite effect on Nezha, and Nezha suddenly felt an impulse. He wanted to look Ao Bing in the eyes and tell him, yes, it was hit, it was for you.

But he can't do that now, in the teacher's office, he can't say it in front of others, and he doesn't dare to look into Ao Bing's eyes—he's afraid he won't be able to hold back.

Nezha lowered his eyes and silently handed over the test paper, feeling so oppressed that even breathing was too heavy, Ao Bing asked quietly again, does it hurt?

Ao Bing sat on the seat and took the last stack of papers in Nezha's hand, and took his hand along the way, so that Nezha's breathing suddenly stopped, and his heart almost stopped.The instigator didn't know it, lowered his eyebrows slightly, raised his face and showed a shallow but gentle smile to his two students, and still repeated the sentence: Thank you for your hard work.

Ao Bing said while holding Nezha's hand with one hand, and opened the drawer of his desk with the other, and took out a few Band-Aids from it.

He let go of Nezha's hand, and tried to tear off the outer skin of the Band-Aid with both hands, but Nezha seemed to have cast a spell on a fairy to freeze, and stretched out his hand in front of Ao Bing without moving.

It turned out that Ao Bing wasn't asking about the wounds under the gauze that had attracted much discussion, but about the tiny cuts on Nezha's palm joints.It was probably because some snake spirit's face and cheekbones were too high during the fight, and Nezha smashed his fist so hard that the skin was scraped away.

Ao Bing squeezed both sides of the band-aid, and gently pasted it on the back of Nezha's hand.Soft ironed cotton gauze covered the wound, and then he smoothed the surrounding adhesive tape.Ao Bing wiped it on him, and told him with lowered eyes, don't touch the water, you know, otherwise it will hurt you to hold the pen if you get an infection.

Nezha's Adam's apple rolled, his hands froze as he watched Ao Bing post one, and then another, until all his small wounds were well protected.He swallowed slowly, hiding that embarrassing but beautiful night that Ao Bing had completely forgotten, and hiding that unspoken secret in his throat.

After that, Nezha withdrew his hand, looked at Ao Bing's tied ponytail and the thin white neck that was exposed when he lowered his head, he opened his mouth with difficulty, and said, thank you teacher.

Ao Bing raised his head and smiled at him, and Nezha couldn't move his eyes if he just looked at each other. He looked at him almost presumptuously, and finally crossed the distance of more than half the classroom.Yang Jian had already gone out, but Nezha refused. Nezha quietly clenched his fists and said abruptly, My name is Nezha Li.

After hearing this, Ao Bing saw his smile widen and said, "It's Nezha, I know you."

Chapter 5 Chapter 5's eyes swayed gently, just like when he was drunk that night and he leaned in his arms foolishly.

Forgotten by Ao Bing, Nezha was actually angry, and there were some grievances that he would not admit to himself.

That grievance made Nezha secretly have sex with Ao Bingqiang unilaterally.He looked at the people on the podium and thought to himself, since Ao Bing didn't recognize him, he shouldn't tell him.After chasing him in the future, I grabbed his hand and pressed it on my chest, leading him to rub it like that.

Nezha narrowed his eyes slightly, seeing that the roots of his teeth were itchy, and even took a bit of revenge, imagining Ao Bing's reaction at that time.He wondered if he would be so ashamed, if he would blush and hide in his arms, if he would also regret not recognizing him earlier.

The above is the whole mental journey of Mr. Ren Ao who worked so hard to give a lecture in class, and Li Nezha who sat down.

After 45 minutes of mental construction, two soft words were overthrown.Teacher Ao said "I know you", if Nezha had a tail, he would have to shake it.

Of course the big tail in his heart is flicking wildly, but his face is still so cool.The cool Nezha had an expressionless face, raised his eyebrows slightly at Ao Bing who was very handsome, and asked, oh?

He was playing handsome, and he was really handsome. Ao Bing laughed when he saw him.Different from those faint smiles before, he was really amused. When he smiled, his brows and eyes curved, and his eyes waved softly, just like when he was drunk in his arms that night and had a foolish joy.

Such soft glances didn't go to Nezha. Teacher Ao turned his eyes and glanced forward. Mr. Taiyi, the head teacher of the second and second grades of senior high school, who sat in front and listened for a long time, happened to turn around with a long face.

In an instant Nezha's face also collapsed, and sure enough Taiyi took Ao Bing's voice and started - I told Teacher Xiao Ao, you are the most noisy student in my class, if you are naughty in his class, I will Just tell him to send you to the playground to shoot, over a hundred shots!Anyway, you like to play basketball, I asked all the girls in the school to cheer for you, did you hear me, be good this semester!What's more, I didn't bother to talk about you at the meeting just now, Nezha, what did you do with your injuries?On the first day of school, you make it like this-

Hearing that Nezha was already impatiently looking at the ceiling midway, the class bell for life-saving finally drowned out Taiyi's endless chatter.Nezha strolled outside on his long legs, half-raised his forearm and waved perfunctorily behind him, saying hello without looking back.

Let's go, class leader, I'm going to class.

Nezha left, but the discussions about him in the office didn't stop.There are a few outstanding students in each class. In addition to excellent academic performance, there are also the most beautiful girls and the coolest boys in the grade.Nezha has two of the three items, so it's no wonder that the teachers sneak in and use him as a gossip.

Especially when a boy of this age is just about to grow taller, he has not seen him for two months, and he has reached a new level of handsomeness in an instant.The English teacher Cihang who led the first class joked to Taiyi, Nezha in your class has grown a lot taller. I heard the little girl in our class say in the morning class meeting, there are 183, right?

Taiyi let out a rough snort from his nose, and when he mentioned Nezha, he was terribly worried, wrinkled his face and complained to Cihang, what's the use of being tall?The college entrance examination is not based on appearance, and he still doesn't know how to calm down even after he is a sophomore in high school, ouch.

Ao Bing laughed quietly in the background, and read a collected paper. Teacher Taiyi was worried, but he had a good impression of Nezha in his heart.While correcting it, the phone vibrated, Ao Bing turned his head to look, it was news from his family.On the first day of school, his elder brother worried that he was still feeling uncomfortable.

Ao Bing showed a smile, picked up the mobile phone and clicked on the correspondent, and dialed the number directly.

In fact, he was no longer aggrieved and depressed when he got drunk last time.Life has to be lived day by day, and when he has more teaching experience in the future, naturally no one will talk about his age.Alcohol really can relieve a thousand worries, but after waking up from the wine, his head hurts, and he has been in pain for two full days.

The phone was connected, and Ao Bing lowered his voice in the office: Brother, it's fine...ah, don't answer it, I have evening self-study today, and I will leave school very late...Oh, then you can come.

The first day of school passed quickly, and Nezha saw Ao Bing again, it was evening self-study.Teacher Ao was very quick, and directly summarized the important and difficult points of the summer homework on a new paper, and distributed it in the self-study class. He explained the students after each problem.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Nezha and Yang Jian left a sentence of "don't wait for me" and went to the podium holding the textbook and the paper.Teacher Ao was packing up the papers and lesson plans. When he saw Nezha coming up, he put on a faint smile and asked, what's the matter?

Teacher, I don't understand something.

Um?Ao Bing didn’t seem to believe it, so he brought up the papers from the evening self-study, and said, I think you’ve written all your homework correctly in the summer vacation, but the big questions like skipping steps too much, you need to change this habit, otherwise you will be deducted derivation points for writing like this in the exam of.

Ah, not papers.Nezha scratched his hair, quietly stepped up to the podium, stood side by side with Ao Bing, and said hesitantly, it was the inequality taught in class today.

Ao Bing nodded, put down the paper and went to get the textbook, lowered his eyes and asked, what did he not understand?

...I don't understand.

Ao Bing was taken aback, then raised his head to look at Nezha beside him.Nezha was half a head taller than him, and a tall, cool and imposing young man stood beside him, hanging his head and scratching his head in confusion, quite cute.Thinking of his injuries, Ao Bing didn't say anything to criticize him, half joking, half joking, you don't understand with such good grades in math, is what I said so difficult to understand?

No, of course not!Nezha said anxiously.But there was no way to say the phrase "I was patronizing to see you at that time", and he just stayed there, unable to say anything else, just looked at Ao Bing anxiously.

Teacher Ao obviously didn't expect him to explain a flower, so he just raised his hand to support his arm and pushed it softly, saying, go, put away the schoolbag, and go back to the office and talk to me.

Chapter 6 Chapter 6 is like a sweet and non-aggressive trap, the smile on the lips and the soft warmth of the fingertips, quiet and decent, just waiting for those who want to fall into the trap.

The other teachers in the office who led the evening self-study left one after another, and only the two of them were left. Teacher Ao gave Nezha all the new knowledge points of today, and it was already half an hour after the lecture.He turned his wrist to look at his watch and asked, how did you go back?

Nezha put away his schoolbag and replied, I will ride a bike.

The teacher will send you.Ao Bing made a final decision, it was too late.

It really didn't take much effort, and Nezha just crossed off the first step of pursuing the routine "send him home" in the evening self-study - there is no way, Ao Bing's house is too far away, it is unrealistic for him to send someone back by bike.Nezha blinked slowly and said, okay.

Nezha not only planned to go back in Teacher Ao's car, but also deliberately dragged his legs when he went downstairs with him. The caring Teacher Ao asked immediately, is his leg hurt too?

Ah, not bad.Nezha responded with an unmistakable voice.

Sure enough, it caused Ao Bing to sigh again, as if he was angry with him and felt sorry for him, sighed, what happened.

Ao Bing was sad, Nezha was secretly happy, and they stepped into the starry sky outside the teaching building together with their own concerns.

Nezha was planning to go home with Ao Bing's car every day in the future, so that he could build a building close to the water. Ao Bing beside him had already taken out the car key and pressed it in the direction of the teacher's parking at the school gate.In the dark, a wild and wild Compass flashed its lights at them.

Nezha never thought that such a gentle person like Ao Bing would drive a jeep. The car has a high base, and it would be difficult for a girl with shorter legs to get on it.He suddenly thought of the stupid saying "the lady's style is usually carried, and it's especially fluffy on the bed", and suddenly his ears became hot and he didn't even dare to look at him anymore.

Ao Bing didn't know what shady things were going on in his student's mind, and it was still about him. He leaned over to fasten the seat belt on the student who was sitting in the co-pilot, and sprayed Nezha's head and face with gentle fragrance.

Hearing Nezha swallowing his saliva, Ao Bing smiled lightly and said, his nose is quite good.

As he spoke, he stretched his body to reach the insulated food box that had just been placed in the back seat, and handed it to Nezha.Boys in their [-]th and [-]th years can’t get enough to eat five meals a day, not to mention they use their brains so hard in class. Ao Bing said clearly, are you hungry?eat quickly.

To a certain extent, Nezha, who was really hungry, opened it obediently, and the fresh and sweet scallions came out immediately with the smell of oil. Wangxianzhai's scallion-wrapped juniper is something you can't eat without queuing.Ao Bing asked with concern, is it still hot?

Nezha stretched out his hand, lifted the corner of his fingertips, took a bite, and the crispy scum fell out of his mouth.He nodded, "Well", and asked knowingly, the teacher's girlfriend gave the love supper?

Sent by family this afternoon.Ao Bing replied, because he was not big or small, he stretched out his hand and patted his head lightly, which made Nezha's bones crispy, and he smiled "hehe", feeling that the food in his mouth was even more delicious.

Xu Shitian was too late, Xu Shi's students were too skinny and cute, Ao Bing also started talking, he started the car, half-truthfully choked Nezha, and said, how can you have time to take you quasi-high school candidates? Fall in love.Where do you live?

Yuhong District.

Knowing that it was not on the way, Nezha didn't ask at all, but Ao Bing murmured, no, it's such a coincidence.

Nezha obediently turned his head to look at him, Ao Bing turned the steering wheel and drove in their common direction, and continued, I am just across the street from you.

If it wasn't for chewing something in his mouth, Nezha almost slipped his mouth, and he realized after a while that the person who sent Ao Bing back was not his own home at all.

The teacher lives in Yinmei City?

Yes.Ao Bing laughed again.

Nezha was still looking at him, and the dim street lamps on the street shone across Ao Bing's face. He realized that he actually smiled a lot, but the smile was shallow, so he revealed a gentleness that was hard to detect.Like a sweet non-aggressive trap, the smile on the lips and the soft warmth of the fingertips, quiet and decent, only waiting for those who want to fall into the trap.

By the time you realize it, you've already been stuck in it and can't extricate yourself. Those little hooks hidden under the gentleness are like white flowers stretching out pure but strong-smelling pistils, and the clavicles are hooked and lingering until death. Door.

Ao Bing felt Nezha's gaze, glanced at him in the rearview mirror, and smiled again, "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning?"

That's not necessary.Nezha looked back and shook his head, then lowered his head and ate the remaining three or two bites.He put away the food box, and said with a thick mouth, you sleep more in the morning, I will take a taxi.

High school students have early self-study before the first class, and teachers who are not head teachers don't have to come so early.Ao Bing didn't say anything after hearing this, and kept a faint smile on his lips.

Nezha is a really nice kid, and I don't know how to deal with Taiyi. This pair of teachers and students are like enemies.Ao Bing thought about it, and said, Actually, that’s not what your teacher Taiyi told me. Although he said you were noisy, he also said that you were the smartest child he had ever taught.

Ao Bing was worried that Nezha would be upset when his head teacher said bad things about him, but he didn't know that Nezha didn't want to discuss Taiyi at all, so there was nothing wrong with talking about such a good night.

The summer night wind brought Ao Bing’s breath to Nezha, he turned a corner according to the words, and said, Teacher, you can punish me for throwing 100 balls, but it’s not enough for girls to watch, you have to watch too .

Ao Bing laughed and said, I don't want to watch it, I want to go to class.

If you don't look at me, I won't vote.

Then you don't know how to be good.Ao Bing raised his eyes and glanced at him in the rearview mirror again, and said angrily, what are you thinking about in my class, and you still "don't understand".

Miss you, miss you, who else can I miss... Nezha was so itchy that he couldn't say anything, he took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and asked, teacher, can I add a friend later?If there is anything I don't understand, I want to ask you anytime.

Similar words, this time in exchange for an answer that made Nezha sour and full of hope.Ao Bing agreed without any hesitation, yes.

Chapter 7 Chapter 7 His own profile picture is a conch, but Nezha's has been changed to a white sea at some point.

In order to rub Ao Bing's car and talk to him more, Nezha pretended to have a leg pain for more than a week.This means that, in order not to reveal his secrets, he has not touched the ball for more than a week.

Boys of their age have endless energy, no matter how much homework they do, and no matter how nagging their supervisors are, they still have to use the time for dinner and rest before evening self-study to play basketball, as if they will feel uncomfortable if they don't play.

So I don't blame Yang Jian for being surprised. He bumped Nezha with his shoulder in class, and asked in a low voice, what's the matter with you?I was put down by the old B. I love learning and don't need to play ball, right?

There is no limit to the words, Yang Jian laughed again, deliberately teasing him, why didn't Lao Yu see you so caring about mathematics before, little brother, are you coveting the throne of your brother for several generations?

Nezha also bumped back with his shoulder, staring straight at Taiyi on the podium, and said in a low voice, "Fuck you, I don't bother to collect my homework every day."

Although Yang Jian said so, Nezha had to review himself, whether Aiwujiwu was too obvious, and others would go to hell if they spread rumors before they caught up.He frowned and flicked his tongue, thinking, in order to deceive others, it seems that the rain and dew will be wet in the future, and he will love every subject.

Just thinking about it, Yang Jian scooped up the ball from under the table, shook it at Nezha, and said, friend, look at this ball, it's big and round, don't you want to touch it?

Why don't you think about it, Nezha thinks so hard that his bones itch.Today, Ao Bing didn't bring evening self-study and was not here at night. Nezha took the bright orange ball, and before he could open his mouth, a piece of chalk with wind flew towards them.

Nezha!Yang Jian!Whispering in class again!You guys are still kiddos in kindergarten, and you are still whispering in your sophomore year of high school!

The good-natured laughter of the students flew out of the classroom accompanied by the school bell, and Nezha threw the ball on the ground, shouting "Class is over!" and rushed out with Yang Jian, attracting a group of boys in the class to run wildly towards the field , like a group of ponies just out of the fence, free and happy.

At this time, Mr. Taiyi, who was rubbing his face with worry on the podium, didn't know that two days later, he would be moved to tears because of Li Nezha's "rain and dew".

After touching the ball for a long time, Nezha didn't even want to eat.In fact, even without eating, the rest time in the evening is only enough to play halftime.But halftime was enough, the boys threw their school uniforms into a pile, rolled the sleeves of their T-shirts over their shoulders, even three on one side and four on the other, playing back and forth.

The sun was so low that there was still some light left, and the street lights on the campus were turned on early. The students in the news department were in charge of playing the radio, carrying the school's "no puppy love" dogma, and privately broadcast some lingering and provocative love songs.

Nezha dribbled the ball to the basket. His speed was too fast, and only a few opponents chased him to the midfield. So he jumped up with the ball in his arms like a showmanship, and spun in the air before dunking the ball in with one hand.The moment he was hanging on the basket and playing, Nezha suddenly saw Ao Bing who was standing outside the court watching with gusto.

The golden afterglow reflected his hair tip and shoulder line. On the radio, he sang in Cantonese, "Although the circle in the world is not enough, but one day we will meet it."Nezha let go, fell down, walked over, stood in front of Ao Bing and smiled foolishly.

Ao Bing was carrying a Cambridge bag, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a carton of juice, sucking, squinting his eyes slightly, with a small expression of success in grabbing the bag.He opened his mouth, pushed out the straw with the tip of his tongue, and said, well done.

People who have pretended to be with him for more than a week can run and jump, and they are not ashamed when they are exposed. Instead, they laughed "hehe", brimming with youth, and said to him, teacher, I will pour another one for you look.

What are you looking at?As he spoke, Ao Bing pulled out his hand from his pocket, turned his wrist to look at his watch with downcast eyes, and said that the rest time was almost over, and he didn't eat anymore, you guys.

Don't eat.Nezha replied, the body is really faster than the brain, and the person who just wanted to hide his eyes reached out and grabbed Ao Bing's wrist, and when he tilted his head, he lowered his hand to pick up the straw he had drunk.

The change in internal pressure forced the carton to make a "gurgling" sound. Nezha sucked up his orange juice in two gulps, spit out the flattened straw, and said with a smile, "this is enough", while walking backwards run.

Nezha ran to his classmates who were waiting for him. The group of boys were laughing heartlessly, not at their ambiguous behavior, but at Nezha for being so bold that he dared to be so indifferent to the teacher.

Ao Bing, however, was holding the paper box and even his fingertips were numb, as if he couldn't use his strength.He turned around and walked towards the school gate with the empty cardboard box in hand. The sound of the basketball hitting the playground behind him sounded again, as if the innocuous little episode just now had passed.

That's right, they are just children, who would think that way, only adults with not pure minds would think so.But this is the first time Ao Bing realizes that he and Nezha have crossed the line.

He likes Nezha, a child with good grades and good grades, which teacher would not like it.Nezha is skin, but skin is very cute, so Ao Bing is also willing to indulge him, just like Teacher Taiyi wrinkled his face when he talked about Nezha, and still worried about him behind his back.

But they were wrong, he blamed himself for over-indulging, making Nezha push his feet, making them not look like teachers and students should be.

It's just that Ao Bing couldn't tell at the moment whether he was so sensitive because of his own sexuality, or there was really a problem between them from the perspective of a discerning eye.

Distraught, Ao Bing got into the car, where there was half a box of half-cooked cheese that Nezha bought for him.Ever since the first time he went back with him and he ate half a box of scallion-wrapped juniper, Nezha always stuffed food into his car in different ways.For a while, he said that he wanted to eat when he was rubbing the car, and for a while he told him not to be hungry when he got off work.

Ao Bing glanced at the snack box, then suddenly raised his hand to cover his face.He panicked, thinking that if Nezha really liked him silently, he would panic.

What should he do with Nezha?The second year of high school is the critical time, what should he do if he doesn't handle it well and delays him?

Ao Bing sat in the car for an unknown amount of time when his phone vibrated suddenly.He took off his hands covering his face, and the street lamps on the side of the street shone through the car window, and a face was clearly defined by the center of the brows.

Ao Bing unlocked it, and there was a message from Nezha on the screen.His own profile picture is a conch, but Nezha's has been changed to a white sea at some point.

The white sea is asking: "Teacher, what do you like?"

Ao Bing suddenly felt a burst of angina, as if sinking into a dark deep sea, his internal organs, heart and lungs were all tightened, and even his breathing was wrong.

What's worse is that he still can't figure out what to do right now, he can neither reply "I forwarded it to Teacher Taiyi" as usual, nor can he be perfunctory to Nezha.Ao Bing repeatedly looked at that sentence and the vast white sea.

After a while, a new sentence popped up under the sentence that didn't get a response:

"Didn't you say that taking us caused you to have no time to date? I thought, so I must compensate you."

Chapter 8 Chapter 8 is so quiet, even the fine sand on the coast is soft, as if afraid of hurting people, he hides all his turbulence in the deep sea.

Nezha pressed the send button with sweaty palms.

He knew that he was too impatient and impatient, and he hadn't made Ao Bing feel good about him yet, so he shouldn't throw some ambiguous topics so quickly.But he couldn't control it, that sip of orange juice was too sweet, and it made him feel sick.He wanted it so much, he wanted to have that mouthful of sweets every day in the future, he wanted to share the things in his hand with Teacher Ao's hand, and he wanted to kiss his smiling eyes.

Like every boy who is tempted for the first time, he is easily dazzled by the frown and smile of his sweetheart.

But Teacher Ao didn't reply to him, and Nezha peeked at his phone for 2 minutes with Cihang's eyes on him, but no new news came in.

Feeling that something was wrong with his buddy, Yang Jian raised his hands to support Nezha as a cover, and couldn't help but tilt his head and asked him in a low voice, who are you waiting for? You are out of your mind.

The message from the other end came in during the conversation, and after 22 minutes, it finally returned.Nezha laughed immediately, that brilliant one seemed to have little flowers spinning around in the back of his head.Yang Jian turned his head and saw Nezha like this. The disgusting and numbing energy made him goosebumps, and he couldn't bear to look down curiously.

Of course he didn't look at the content of the chat, he was just curious about who the girl who made Nezha so interested was.As a result, there was no word at all in the column of the name, only an emoji expression, which was specially noted by Nezha at first glance, a pure and transparent little snowflake.

Oh, I'll go... Yang Jian was so numb, his goosebumps reached Tianlinggai all the way, and he couldn't help howling under his breath.Cihang flung his eyes at him in an instant, and Nezha had already put his phone into the hole in the table, and blinked at the English teacher with an innocent face.

In fact, Ao Bing didn’t reply with anything special, just said, “Mr. Taiyi will know about Li Nezha’s self-study and playing with your mobile phone tomorrow”, and even directly skipped the ambiguous topic.But Nezha is still very beautiful in his heart, and he doesn't know what he is beautiful, so he is stupidly happy. Anyway, he is happy when Ao Bing replies to his message.

And think about it, he said something out of line, but Ao Bing didn't teach him that he was not big or small, did it... mean that he could do it by default?

Nezha's thoughts flew wildly in the direction he wanted to go, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. He was so happy, and as soon as the get out of class bell rang, he happily went up to find Cihang with his English book in his arms, which made Teacher Cihang feel so happy Call a good one.

After returning home from class, Nezha wears headphones to do his homework at night, and all he listens to is the sweet love song "Confession Balloon".Halfway through the love song, he was interrupted by the message bell. He took out his cell phone and saw that it was news from a good buddy. He didn't ask him if there was any problem, but directly asked which class the problem was with, and whether it was on Ci Airline.

The beauties in the class led by Teacher Cihang are also a legend in the stream.Nezha smiled at the news, thinking, silly Lao Yang, why don't you ask if he is from our own class?

The smile stayed on his face for two seconds, then gradually faded, and Nezha hesitated rarely.The two of them, Tie Cier, told Yang Jian that they liked their math teacher, and Nezha was not worried that he would let it out.But it was about Ao Bing, so he couldn't speak without hesitation.

Having been secretly in love with someone for so long, Nezha seemed to realize for the first time how troublesome it is to fall in love with his teacher-he doesn't care what others think of him, but he may cause Ao Bing to lose his teacher qualifications.

Nezha quickly made a decision. He opened the dialog box with his good buddies and typed a string of words:

"I'm still chasing her from another school. I'm going to follow her to Tsinghua University. My little brother, keep up with my brother's speed. I'm going to study hard."

Nezha said he was serious, so he was serious. He was serious for a week, and everyone in the office of the second-year high school teacher praised him, and made Taiyi blush as if he had been guarded for 800 years. son.

Nezha was so exposed to rain and dew that he missed Teacher Ao's car once this week.It was only a ten-minute drive, and Teacher Ao was on the phone half of the time.Nezha sat aside, looking towards the familiar quiet street ahead, and glanced at him lightly from the corner of his eye from time to time.The autumn tiger in late September is always fierce, but it turns cold at night, and the cool wind blows Ao Bing's car perfume and brushes Nezha's cheeks and nose.

It is a quiet and gentle "sea blue", with light and short-lived petitgrain leaves followed by lingering seaweed smell, accompanied by sometimes swaying rosemary, like the sea in the evening after the heat in summer fades away.It is so quiet, even the fine sand on the coast is soft, as if afraid of hurting people, it hides all its turbulence in the deep sea.

Nezha sucked the breath deeply into his lungs with nostalgia, stretched out a finger, and lightly touched the glass bottle containing the blue liquid with the pulp of his finger.

Ao Bing glanced at Nezha from the rearview mirror without leaving a trace, but still couldn't bear to apply the obscure rules of those adults to him.He was the one who led Nezha out of the safety line in a daze, and he had to make him go back with his tail full.

So Ao Bing said to the other end of the phone: Let's do this first, I have students in the car... My child, it's too late and it's not safe... Well, let's talk when we go back.

After hanging up the phone, he wanted to find a topic related to study, but before he could speak, Nezha spoke first, Teacher, you ate the half-cooked cheese.

Ao Bing seldom touched the snacks that Nezha stuffed into Ao Bing's car, and in the end Nezha took care of them when he was in the car.After Ao Bing ate it, he was pleasantly surprised and asked again, do you like it?

Ah... Ao Bing refused to say whether he liked it or not, he just answered nonsense, he ate it for breakfast two days ago, you...

"Don't buy any more" is drowned out by another, more powerful sentence.Nezha frowned and said, how can you treat snacks as breakfast.

There was even a small blame full of concern in that tone, and he crossed the line again, more and more naturally, making Ao Bing feel like an enemy.

He didn't answer, and kept a calm face, without revealing any panic in his heart.It was the first time that Ao Bing thanked him for being so close to home. As if fleeing in his heart, he turned the steering wheel steadily and placed Nezha at the gate of the community. He turned sideways and gave him a usual smile, saying, goodbye, Nezha .

Back home alone, Ao Bing filled a bathtub full of water, took off his clothes and pants, and immersed himself in it.The light-colored long hair that had been bound all day slowly spread out, and then floated upwards.Others sank to the bottom of the water, pursed their lips, and used their bodies to feel the feeling of suffocation.

It's been a few minutes since I got into bed, and it's Friday, Ao Bing thought, in two more days I won't have to go to school, soon.

The next day, Ao Bing pressed the elevator with dark circles under his eyes, went to the underground garage of the community to pick up his car, and suddenly saw a paper bag hanging on the left rearview mirror of his black compass.

He suddenly felt empty in his heart, as empty as a heartbeat that could not be realized.

He approached with the car keys in hand, took off the paper bag, and there was a layer of heat-insulating bag inside, and opened it again, and there were steaming meat buns, tea eggs and a cup of soy milk.

Ao Bing has always only placed Nezha at the gate of his community, and Nezha only knows that he lives across the road.Which building, which parking space is the number, he has no idea.Ao Bing's fingertips felt weak, but this time he had to hold the paper bag firmly.

His feelings were so pure and beautiful that Ao Bing didn't even dare to think about it.He didn't dare to think about what he was about to let down, and how early Nezha got up, riding his bicycle in this huge cold underground parking lot, looking for his bicycle row by row. The car of someone you like.

Ao Bing raised his hand and quietly covered his eyes.The suffocating feeling that took so long to get used to last night hit him again, and this time it seemed to really overwhelm him.