After Escaping Marriage [GL]

"Teacher Yu!"

Yu Qingtang, who came out of the infirmary, walked towards the office building without looking back.

Yu Qingtang is half a head shorter than Cheng Zhanxi, but he is also 168 in height, with superior body proportions, especially long legs, and he is not much smaller than Cheng Zhanxi who is 173 in one step.

"Mr. Yu!" Cheng Zhanxi trotted to catch up.

After the school doctor said the phrase "girlfriend" just now, the atmosphere suddenly became very stiff.

Cheng Zhanxi was of course secretly happy, but Yu Qingtang's reaction was that his face suddenly became cold. In fact, the most expression on her face was expressionless, and Cheng Zhanxi somehow judged her mood at the time, and immediately and solemnly clarified to the school doctor: "We are just ordinary colleagues."

The school doctor ate more salt than they ate. The young couple was arguing, the smile became more ambiguous, and he repeated it meaningfully in that obvious tone: "Well, ordinary colleague. Got it."

Yu Qingtang thanked the school doctor herself, took the ointment prescribed by Cheng Zhanxi, and then came out of the infirmary.

Then there is the current situation.

"Mr. Yu!" Cheng Zhanxi reached out and clasped Yu Qingtang's wrist.

"Let go." Yu Qingtang looked at her coldly.

Cheng Zhanxi stood face to face with her, changed from buckle to pull, and said patiently and gently, "It's the doctor who misunderstood the relationship between us. I've made it clear to her, don't take anger at me, okay?"

On ordinary people, unreasonable anger may be used in a questioning tone, which will lead to further escalation of conflicts, or openly reconciliation, leaving behind a gap. But Cheng Zhanxi is free and easy by nature, she doesn't care about everything, and when facing her sweetheart, she has nowhere to use her tenderness, where can she get angry?

When it comes to not taking anger at her, her voice is soft, her posture is very low, and her clear and talking eyes like lake water show a trace of grievance, which is very moving.

As the saying goes, "a spoiled woman has the best life", a beautiful woman who can act spoiled doesn't say she has the best life, but at least it won't make people angry.

Yu Qingtang wasn't angry at first, but her mood was fluctuating and she didn't know how to resolve it, so she wanted to walk away alone. Cheng Zhanxi has a sincere attitude. If she is really angry, it will be unreasonable.

In her twenty-seven years of life, there are no words such as "unreasonable" and "angry" in the dictionary.

No one will get used to her.

"No anger." After a while, she spit out a few words in a low voice.

"Really?" Cheng Zhanxi's eyes lit up.

"Yeah." Yu Qingtang returned to her calm look, and lowered her eyes lightly, "Can you let it go?"

Cheng Zhanxi let go.

Yu Qingtang nodded to her and said belatedly, "Thank you."

"Thank you for what?" Cheng Zhanxi knew that she was thanking him for taking care of her in the infirmary, but he deliberately asked, and as expected, he saw a subtle embarrassment in the depths of Yu Qingtang's eyes.

What could be solved in one sentence became two sentences, Yu Qingtang was silent, and reorganized the words in his mind.

Cheng Zhanxi observed his words and said thoughtfully, "Do you mean to accompany you to the infirmary? You're welcome."

Yu Qingtang hummed.

Her slightly pursed lips loosened, and her limbs also relaxed naturally. Cheng Zhanxi noticed these details, and was even more sure that Yu Qingtang was someone who didn't like and was not used to dealing with others. Even if the person in front of her was someone she liked, she would try to avoid talking.

The question is, she is a top student in Beijing, why did she return to Sicheng to be a middle school teacher who has to deal with a lot of people all the time.

With this degree, wouldn't it be good for her to continue to apply for a job in the research institute? Once the gate of the research institute is closed, the world has nothing to do with me.

Challenge impossible?

Cheng Zhanxi suppressed his doubts for a while, and decided to ask her after he was familiar with it.

The wound on Yu Qingtang's forearm was a bit terrifying. When she returned to the office with the medicine, the teacher who was not in the office before saw it and asked with concern, "What's wrong with Teacher Yu?"

Cheng Zhanxi spontaneously became Yu Qingtang's agent, and said, "It was scratched by a wonderful parent, and that hand has long nails, like nine yin and white bone claws."

The other teachers expressed their love and concern for Yu Qingtang, and they spread the topic to the wonderful parents they met over the years, especially the senior class teacher. The topic could not be finished all day and night.

Among them, Wen Zhihan happens to be.

Wen Zhihan didn't get involved in the heated exchanges between the teachers, but walked silently to Yu Qingtang's side, looked at her hand, and asked softly, "Are you alright?"

Yu Qingtang shook her head.

"Did you take the medicine?"

Yu Qingtang nodded.

"Remember to paint."

Yu Qingtang nodded again.

"Try not to get the wound wet."

Yu Qingtang nodded again.

Don't look at Cheng Zhanxi chatting with other teachers, Yu Guang is paying attention to this side, and his ears are erect.

When I heard their exchange, I almost laughed. Teacher Wen's position was quickly forgotten. No wonder the eight characters haven't been written for seven years.

"What's going on?" Wen Zhihan finally asked the key information.

Yu Qingtang pursed her lips and seemed a little reluctant to answer, but due to friendship and the necessity of socializing, she frowned indiscernibly and decided to answer.

At this time, Cheng Zhanxi came over and interjected naturally: "Mr. Yu is an injured person. Let me tell you, I was present throughout the whole process today, and it was also the infirmary where I sent Mr. Yu to."

The "injured" Yu Qingtang who only scratched his skin: "..."

Wen Zhihan, who heard her last sentence was demonstrating: "..."

What should I do if I suddenly don't want to hear it?

Cheng Zhanxi didn't care whether she wanted to listen or not, she lowered her voice and explained the ins and outs of the matter - the reason why she didn't tell everyone was because she was worried that there would be "traitors" among the teachers, and intentionally or unintentionally stabbed her to pretend to be a student's parent. Defenses can not do without.

In addition to stating the facts, Cheng Zhanxi is full of emotion and emotion, focusing on exaggerating Yu Qingtang's tall image of loving students, neither humble nor arrogant, as well as his dedication to rescue in times of crisis, doing his part, as well as decisive and calm, wise in urgency.

Yu Qingtang & Wen Zhihan: "…"

When the teacher is really inferior, she should go to tell the book.

Not having to speak by himself, Yu Qingtang was very relieved.

Wen Zhihan was very depressed and sat back at his desk.

Compared with Cheng Zhanxi, her office position is quite unique. Right across from Yu Qingtang, you can see her as soon as you look up. But Yu Qingtang never took the initiative to look at her in the eyes of her except for official business and when she was clearly settling with her.

There is a saying that friendship is shallow and deep, she and Yu Qingtang are the exact opposite, they are deep and shallow - if the depth of friendship can be measured by the length of time.

In his freshman year, Wen Zhihan heard that there is a student in the mathematics department who likes to be alone. He has the first grade point and is famous in the competition list. There are many people who can win the top prize among the outstanding students selected from all over the world. Not easy. Not to mention that she is a girl, and she is a well-deserved flower in the department, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off her.

Wen Zhihan wondered what kind of person such a proud man would be.

But the two of them are not in the same academy, Wen Zhihan himself is not very good at communication, and does not know many people, and Yu Qingtang is always alone and has no chance to get acquainted.

In her imagination, Yu Qingtang should have an indifferent and arrogant face, and his temperament is very different from others, and he can be seen at a glance in the crowd with his own aura.

Such an imagination was shattered when she actually saw Yu Qingtang herself.

It was the second semester of college, and soon after school started, the capital was still in the middle of winter, the leaves were withering, and the air was piercingly cold.

Wen Zhihan and his roommate came out of the laboratory and went to eat in the cafeteria. While queuing at the dining window, the roommate swept his eyes in one direction, and suddenly patted Wen Zhihan standing in front of him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Zhihan, you Haven't you always wanted to see what the **** of mathematics looks like? Well, she's there, would you like to meet her?"

Wen Zhihan looked in the direction she pointed.

There were about five or six classmates lined up at the window of a braised pork. Wen Zhihan looked around and fixed on a thin girl.

A black knee-length trench coat, a black turtleneck sweater, and black jeans. The only color embellishment on the whole body is a bamboo-blue scarf. The long black hair is pinned behind the ears, revealing the crystal auricles. The temperament is very light, and it blends in with the crowd. Very unremarkable. If it wasn't for the reminder from his roommate, Wen Zhihan would never have noticed this person.

"It's her?" Wen Zhihan heard doubts that he couldn't believe.

"It's her," the roommate said. "I've seen her before, so I promise I didn't lie to you."

The roommate smiled: "She looks really pretty, you can wait for her to turn around later."

In Wen Zhihan's college days, same-sex marriage was not yet legal, but the proposal has been discussed several times, and the folk rainbow flag is flying everywhere. It can be said that it is only a matter of time before it passes. The university is open-minded, and many people's sexual orientation is open to the public. The roommate knows that her sexual orientation is female, and the smile behind the lens is a bit ambiguous.

Wen Zhihan warned softly, "Don't talk nonsense."

She glanced at Yu Qingtang with her back turned to her again, and swiped her card to buy the meal.

It was a coincidence that the two of them had prepared their meals and sat in a quiet corner to discuss the conclusion of the experiment just now. Footsteps were heard in their ears, and Yu Qingtang took a seat at the table next to them.

A person.

In front of them is one meat, one vegetable and one soup.

Yu Qingtang unfastened the bamboo blue scarf covering half of his face in a circle, put it in the chair next to him, lowered his head and drank the soup quietly.

Wen Zhihan secretly looked at her from the corner of his eye.

An unusually pale and clear face, only the thin lips reveal a touch of blood, and the facial features are light but delicate.

It gave people a very cold feeling. That kind of cold was not the arrogant and indifferent arrogance she thought, but the calmness and indifference of indifference to everything.

"Hello, are you Yu Qingtang?" Wen Zhihan summoned the courage to speak when she was about to finish eating.

The spoon in Yu Qingtang's hand paused, and slowly raised his eyes.

It was only then that Wen Zhihan realized that she had deep double eyelids, her black eyes were secluded and beautiful, as beautiful as the moonlight.

"En." Yu Qingtang's voice was cold and lower than ordinary people.

He lowered his eyes indifferently, not taking this sudden episode seriously.

Wen Zhihan was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to continue. His roommate couldn't stand it any longer, so he took the initiative to introduce: "We are both from the physics department, and you are at the same level. My name is Shu Yuan, her name is Wen Zhihan, Zhijun has no immortal bone. Knowing the cold in the cold and summer. Nice to meet you."

The roommate was about to be killed by Wen Zhihan's eye knife.

Yu Qingtang didn't even look up this time.

"Um."

On the way back to the dormitory, Shu Yuan and Wen Zhihan said, "Does Xue Shen look down on us? Don't say 'Me too' back to us."

In Wen Zhihan's mind, Yu Qingtang's back as he picked up the dinner plate and left the table alone, retorted instinctively and softly, "Don't talk nonsense."

Shu Yuan exaggeratedly dragged out a long "Oh" and smiled, "You still say you don't like it, I think you fall in love at first sight, right? Tsk tsk, love at first sight is all about love at first sight. If I like women, I also like to learn gods. This kind of high mountain flower is the most interesting to pick."

Wen Zhihan was absent-minded and did not deny it.

There's no point in arguing about whether it's love at first sight.

Yu Qingtang has no friends, and Wen Zhihan wants to be her friend.

Yu Qingtang's schedule is very fixed. The dormitory, classroom, cafeteria, and library are all in line at four o'clock. Wen Zhihan spent a semester figuring out when she left early and returned to the dormitory building late. She was used to the floor and location of self-study in the library. It's about making all kinds of encounters.

It took her another whole year to get her WeChat ID from Yu Qingtang and exchanged contact information.

No progress has been made since.

In Yu Qingtang's life, there is only study and nothing else.

She doesn't reject people thousands of miles away, she doesn't have the kind of aggressive edge and sharpness, but she just makes people unable to say unnecessary words in the face of her always calm eyes. Like a pool of stagnant water that can breathe, there is no more vitality except the instinct to live.

The only hobby that is not a hobby is visiting art exhibitions.

She likes painting, but has no obvious preference for painters. When asked about her favorite painter, she only answered no. Wen Zhihan finally found out that she liked a painter named Cheng Mo, and collected a lot of information about Cheng Mo. The other party graduated from the Paris Academy of Fine Arts and was about the same age as them. Her famous work is the abstract painting "Selius" , completed in the college days, and the "Cross" series of oil paintings created since then have become the darling of the exhibition hall and the favorite of auctions.

Wen Zhihan has no artistic skills. In order to have a common topic with her, he forced himself to read a lot of books on artistic aesthetics, and asked experts in this field to comment on Cheng Mo's paintings, and then write them down and memorize them. .

At an art exhibition, Wen Zhihan wanted to introduce Cheng Mo to Yu Qingtang, but Yu Qingtang interrupted her just after saying a word. ."

Wen Zhihan also used some family connections to buy a pair of Cheng Mo's paintings from others at a high price and gave them to her, but Yu Qingtang declined.

What surprised Wen Zhihan the most was that she obviously had excellent grades. The teacher suggested that she study abroad for a Ph.D. She even received the offer, but after graduating with a master's degree, she returned to Sicheng to become an ordinary high school teacher.

Wen Zhihan did not despise the profession of a teacher, but she thought: Yu Qingtang's life should not be like this.

She could have been vigorous, why did she return to plain without any complaints.

Does she really have no complaints?

The corridor gradually became lively, and the office was shuttled by students who came to hand in their homework.

The math class representative of Class 7 handed over the workbook to Yu Qingtang, and reported that two people did not hand in their homework today, and their names were pasted on the top of their workbook with sticky notes. Yu Qingtang nodded and said without emotion: "It's hard work."

The student was a little afraid of her, and hurriedly said, "It's not hard."

She looked at Wen Zhihan, who was looking at Yu Qingtang, and said hello, "Mr. Wen."

Wen Zhihan also nodded gently at her.

Suddenly, a soft and smooth voice came from behind: "Lian Yabing."

The math class representative named Lian Yabing turned his head and saw Cheng Zhanxi sitting behind the computer diagonally opposite, just showing his face, and said in surprise, "Mr. Cheng!" She said, "Are you here too?"

Cheng Zhanxi feigned anger and said, "Don't take a physical education teacher as a teacher, I still teach your math." [Note]

Lian Yabing couldn't hold back: "Hahahaha."

She looked at the solemn face of the head teacher, and quickly suppressed her laughter. It was very hard.

Cheng Zhanxi took out a chocolate from the drawer and said with a smile, "Come on, here's it for you."

Lian Yabing took the chocolate and went back to the classroom happily.

Cheng Zhanxi took out another spherical chocolate, pulled up the stool, got up, put it on the table in front of Yu Qingtang, and said seriously, "Mr. Yu, this is your appearance fee, please accept it."

The author has something to say:

Who doesn't say a word when they see this: Teacher Cheng is so good!

small theater:

Wen Zhihan: I gave her Cheng Mo's painting, she didn't want it

Cheng Zhanxi: It is better to teach a man how to fish than to give him a fish. I am Cheng Mo. I gave myself to her, and she wanted it (*/ω＼*)

Soon after, in bed.

Cheng Zhanxi crying and begging for mercy: I don't want it anymore...

[Note]: From the Internet stalk, "Math is taught by physical education teachers"