After Escaping Marriage [GL]

A hanging chair is no better than a swing, unless it is an almost impossible safety hazard, sitting on it and shaking is very relaxing. But Yu Qingtang's hand was still gripping the edge, her body was visibly tense, and her thin lips were pressed into a straight line.

Cheng Zhanxi helplessly, funny and lovingly coaxed softly: "Relax...it's okay..."

The faint blue veins on the back of Yu Qingtang's hand slowly disappeared, and the pale knuckles gradually returned to their normal color, which was slightly paler than normal.

She let go.

Cheng Zhanxi said, "You can lean in a little further."

This hanging chair is a two-person model, and it is more than enough for a person to lie down on it. Yu Qingtang only sat on the side, with both feet hanging in the air outside.

Hearing Cheng Zhanxi's words, she put her hands on the soft cushion, leaned in, and moved no more than five centimeters away.

Cheng Zhanxi: "..."

Yu Qingtang's eyes flashed, then her ankles tightened, her heart tightened, and she swallowed the exclamation in her throat.

Cheng Zhanxi squatted in front of her, held her slender ankle with one hand, and removed her slippers for her.

Yu Qingtang's toes wrapped in white socks shrank, and a wave of heat rushed to her cheeks.

Cheng Zhanxi's fingertips touched the junction of the white socks and the cold skin, as if she was enduring something, she took a breath without a trace, and stood up straight.

Cheng Zhanxi said, "put your feet on it too."

Yu Qingtang suspected that Cheng Zhanxi might hug her directly if she dawdled. She moved her knuckles, suppressing the thought of letting go for a moment, and obediently put her legs up on the mat.

So far, her whole body is on the hanging chair, and the hanging chair is rocking gently, like a boat sailing on the sea, rafting lightly on the lake.

Cheng Zhanxi didn't force her to lie down or relax, but softened her tone and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to see how the soup is simmering, and by the way, cook another dish, and you can play by yourself."

Yu Qingtang nodded.

Cheng Zhanxi entered the kitchen and closed the door. The sound of the door closing was clear.

Because of the angle, only the dining room can be seen from the kitchen. The living room is a blind spot, and the hanging chair by the window is even a blind spot. Unless people come out, they can't see it at all.

Yu Qingtang looked carefully, her ears perked up and she listened carefully to the movement of the kitchen. She slowly opened her crossed legs and bent them up. The whole person changed direction and lay down in the spacious and soft hanging chair. During this process, she looked at the kitchen countless times, with a high level of vigilance, like a child fighting wits with her parents.

With his limbs sunk into the hanging chair completely relaxed, Yu Qingtang felt like a cat that was full and basking in the sun. In the comfortable shaking, he just wanted to paralyze lazily.

Teacher Cheng is really a person who loves and enjoys.

...

Cheng Zhanxi put the fried vegetables on a plate, opened the kitchen door, and waited for a while before walking out. Seeing Yu Qingtang, who was sitting exactly as she was before she left, he nodded to her.

Yu Qingtang put his feet down, put on his slippers, and said politely, "Mr. Cheng, I'll go back first."

Cheng Zhanxi insisted: "I made chicken soup, and then leave after drinking the soup?"

Yu Qingtang: "No need."

Cheng Zhanxi: "Then I'll pack it for you like last time? I can't finish it by myself anyway."

Yu Qingtang: "..."

In the end, he put a bowl of chicken soup into his stomach, and Yu Qingtang returned to 2101 smoothly.

Yu Qingtang looked at the living room of his own house. Unlike Cheng Zhanxi's house, where there were flowers, there were no exquisite and novel ornaments, and there were no spacious hanging chairs. It was empty and deserted, with sharp contrasts. Yu Qingtang watched quietly for a while, standing in the center of the living room, and closed her eyes.

After a long time, she opened her eyes, the complicated emotions in her eyes faded one by one, and they returned to the past without waves.

No one takes a beautiful dream seriously.

She walked into the study, turned on the computer, concentrated, worked without distractions, and made a plan for the next class.

Tuesday morning.

Yu Qingtang went to the door of Class 7 to watch the morning reading as usual, watching the students enter the classroom with a light expression.

A girl came from the end of the corridor and stopped in front of her: "Hello, teacher."

Yu Qingtang nodded calmly: "Go in."

The girl stood still, looked at her, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Yu, can you call me by my name?"

Yu Qingtang: "..."

After learning that the head teacher was blind, the students in Class 7 found a new fun, that is, "molesting" the head teacher. In the morning, I met on campus by chance, went to the office to ask questions, deliberately jumped in front of her, and asked "Who am I?" Fortunately, Yu Qingtang was unsmiling, she just kept silent when asked, and urged the students to hurry back to the classroom.

Yu Qingtang's high-cold image for half a semester has collapsed because of his face blindness.

The classmates also changed the name of the group without the teacher to "Mr. Yu recognized me today". Every day there are people who are actively checking in, and they are naturally happy when they are recognized. If they are not recognized, they can see that Yu Qingtang is suddenly blocked , also very happy.

However, the good times did not last long. On Friday afternoon, before the bell rang for the first class, Yu Qingtang, who came to school with Cheng Zhanxi, was caught by the students again.

The girl came over, saw Yu Qingtang, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Yu, good afternoon, do you know me?"

Yu Qingtang said in a unchanged tone: "I know, the students in our class."

Girl: "Then what's my name?" She looked at Cheng Zhanxi next to her, and wanted to use her eyes to signal that she didn't want off-site assistance, but she saw Cheng Zhanxi's face was half-smiling.

The girl suddenly felt bad.

Yu Qingtang said calmly, "I know your name is Wang Miaomiao."

The girl looked happy.

I just heard Yu Qingtang say again in that cold voice, "I know one more thing that you don't know, do you want to know?"

Wang Miaomiao: "?"

Yu Qingtang looked at her and said, "You have an extra math test paper for your weekend homework."

Wang Miaomiao: "..."

Cheng Zhanxi on the side looked pity, and there was a hint of gloating that was not easy to detect.

Tiger does not show his power, when she is a sick cat. Is Yu Qingtang so funny? It's because of these students.

Only she can mess around.

Wang Miaomiao entered Class 7 classroom in a trance, sat in her chair, and with a wow, attracted the attention of the students who were noisy or reading books and doing homework.

Wang Miaomiao regretted that her bowels were turning green, and she beat her chest and said, "Why am I so unlucky! Everyone is fine, only I have something to do—"

The student next to him asked, "What happened?"

Wang Miaomiao talked about the fact that she met Yu Qingtang just now and went to "mocking" her like everyone else, and she liked to mention a math test paper. The classmates were silent for a second, and burst into laughter without giving face.

"It's too miserable hahahahaha." Tong Feifei wiped away the tears from her laughter.

"This is Teacher Yu's special favor for you, you have to cherish it." The same table patted her shoulder sympathetically.

"Fortunately, I didn't go to test it today." Someone patted his heart happily.

Li Lan raised his head from the math workbook in front of him and said, "Miao Miao, lend me a copy after the math test paper is sent out."

Wang Miaomiao's eyes lit up: "Squad leader, do you want to help me?"

Li Lan said, "No, I'll be mine, you'll be yours, and I can teach you if you don't know how."

Wang Miaomiao lay down on the table and said, "Okay, remember to go to Q on weekends."

She was lying on the desk weakly, and the students around her gradually dispersed, preparing for the first class in the afternoon. Wang Miaomiao sat up in shock again while dying, and shouted, "Ah, ah, Teacher Cheng is so unethical!"

other people:"???"

Wang Miaomiao said: "Mr. Cheng clearly knew that I wanted to mention the math test paper, but didn't remind me, and let me step into Teacher Yu's trap. I suspect that she also told Teacher Yu my name! Will you remember me?! The two of them are embarrassed!"

Even Ya Bing's tablemate looked at Lian Ya Bing, who had lost his eyes from the smile, and shook his head helplessly.

***

The two of them who were "worried" walked unhurriedly on their way back to the office.

Yu Qingtang said calmly, "Thank you, Teacher Cheng."

Cheng Zhanxi touched his chin in a good mood and said, "You're welcome." Wang Miaomiao guessed right, her name was what Cheng Zhanxi told Yu Qingtang. She had seen and heard about Yu Qingtang's recent distress, so as soon as Wang Miaomiao appeared, she whispered to Yu Qingtang the other party's name.

On the way to the school, Yu Qingtang also told her the solution she had thought of.

In exchange for her embarrassment to get students to do the questions, the deal is not a loss.

Cheng Zhanxi thought to herself that Yu Qingtang might not have realized that her attitude towards students was becoming less and less stagnant like before, and she could even think of such tricky ways.

And it can be expected that such a situation may not be eliminated. It is only one test paper. The current curriculum of Senior One is not particularly stressful. For students who like to do math problems, or Li Lan who especially likes Yu Qingtang, This is another kind of special treatment.

Until Yu Qingtang remembered all of them and could blurt out everyone's name.

Friday class meeting.

Yu Qingtang officially informed the whole class, and if she wanted to ask her for her name again, she could ask her for a math test paper once. Wang Miaomiao is a living example, forget Wang Miaomiao before.

Yu Qingtang came to kill the chicken and warn the monkey.

The slaughtered chicken, Wang Miaomiao, got a math test paper with the scent of fresh ink on the spot.

All the students clapped spontaneously, the applause was warm, and lasted for a long time.

Wang Miaomiao was quite depressed at first, but now she feels a little embarrassed.

Because this is not strictly a punishment, Yu Qingtang is not angry, it represents Yu Qingtang's acceptance and closeness to their jokes, and she is the first person to receive this "honor".

Wang Miaomiao suddenly thought about it, and was proud of it.

After the class meeting, Yu Qingtang returned to the office. Cheng Zhanxi just found an opportunity to chat with her when a clear female voice came from the door of the office: "Report!"

Cheng Zhanxi said for Yu Qingtang, "Come in."

Li Lan glanced between the two of them, looked at Yu Qingtang, stood in front of the desk and asked straightly, "Mr. Yu, I want to ask, do you still have the test paper sent to Wang Miaomiao?"

Yu Qingtang: "Yes."

Li Lan said, "Can you give me one?"

Yu Qingtang: "?"

Cheng Zhanxi was beside him with a clear look of "I know".

Yu Qingtang found the document of the test paper from the computer, and printed a copy with the printer on the desk. Li Lan held the math test paper with a smile: "Thank you, teacher."

Yu Qingtang reminded her with an objective attitude: "This paper is too simple for you. You can only do the last few questions of each major item, such as multiple-choice questions, and don't read the first few questions to save time."

"Yes, thank you teacher, I'm back in the classroom."

"Go."

After Li Lan left, two more people came together, the last one was Lian Yabing.

Cheng Zhanxi handed her the prepared test paper on behalf of Yu Qingtang.

Lian Yabing's heart trembled, she wiped her hands on the school uniform excitedly, lowered her head, and took it with both hands respectfully, her expression looked very solemn.

Cheng Zhanxi was amused and asked with a smile, "What are you doing? I've watched a lot of TV dramas recently?"

Yu Qingtang couldn't help laughing too.

Lian Yabing blushed and whispered, "No."

Yu Qingtang's test paper was handed to her by Teacher Cheng, rounded up and this is the token of their love! ! !

Lian Yabing was immersed in her own world, standing still for a long time without speaking.

Yu Qingtang's eyes moved, Cheng Zhanxi reached out and waved in front of Lian Yabing, and asked gently, "Is there anything else? Go back to the classroom if you're okay."

Lian Yabing was shocked and hurriedly said, "I have something to do. There are many students in the class who want this test paper. Let me ask Teacher Yu if they can print it out and send it to everyone."

Yu Qingtang: "..."

She suspected that she had heard it wrong, and said clearly: "This is a math test paper, extra homework." After a pause, she added, "It's okay not to do it."

Lian Yabing said: "We know, but the squad leader, Wang Miaomiao and several others have it, so everyone wants it."

Yu Qingtang was silent and said, "Okay, I will print the fourth lesson and send it to you."

After sending Lian Yabing away and ringing the class bell, Yu Qingtang set 45 copies and confirmed the printing. The printing machine on the desk was buzzing, constantly spitting out the paper with the fragrance of ink.

Yang Li pinned her hair down, and said half envy and half complex: "Why don't you see them being so positive about English? I'm in a hurry to get the test paper."

Yu Qingtang pursed her lips, not knowing how to answer.

Cheng Zhanxi replied, "You don't suffer from widowhood, but you suffer unevenly. If you have one, other students want a share even if they don't do it. Otherwise, it will be like a loss, and they don't need to spend their money on the paper."

Yang Li smiled: "Mr. Cheng is right."

Yu Qingtang thought to himself: Is that so?

Cheng Zhanxi walked to the printer, helped her sort out the exam papers, came over and said in a low voice, "Mr. Yu is really welcome."

Yu Qingtang: "?"

Cheng Zhanxi didn't mention it for the time being, and said, "I'll go to class seven to deliver the papers."

Yu Qingtang was busy getting up: "I'll go by myself."

Cheng Zhanxi put his hand on her shoulder, pressed her back into the seat, stared at her tenderly, and said, "It's too far, I'm afraid I'll tire you."

Yu Qingtang: "..."

Yang Li shivered uncontrollably, put down the red pen, and touched the goose bumps on her arm.

Teacher Cheng has been showing more and more blatant love recently.

Fortunately, she has a husband, otherwise this office will not be able to stay.

Cheng Zhanxi walked to the door of Class 7. The students who were leaning by the door saw her and smiled. Cheng Zhanxi smiled back. She stood by the door, knocked on the door of the classroom with her fingers, and said hello to the geography teacher inside. , said warmly, "I'm here to deliver the paper."

The geography teacher nodded.

Cheng Zhanxi asked a classmate by the door to hand over the math test paper to Lian Yabing and left.

There was a sudden commotion in the classroom, and it was quiet after a few seconds.

After school in the evening, everyone sat in their seats while waiting for the math papers to be handed out, while passionately gossiping about the teacher's relationship.

"Why is Mr. Cheng sending the math papers? Does Mr. Cheng's business scope be so broad?"

"Mr. Cheng and Mr. Yu are making a real deal!"

"Not necessarily. What if Mr. Cheng receives a drop for delivery? The chemistry paper will be delivered tomorrow. She is usually very leisurely."

"Hahahahaha, is it alright to send it on your behalf?"

"Can I place an order? I don't want her to send anything on her behalf. Just come over and let me take a look. Teacher Cheng looks good."

"Go to sleep, everything is in your dreams."

***

"Huh? Isn't Mr. Yu going home this week?" Cheng Zhanxi asked after seeing that Yu Qingtang was still sitting in the office after school.

Yu Qingtang said, "I made an appointment for a home visit tomorrow."

Cheng Zhanxi stopped cleaning up and asked, "Whose house are you going to?"

Yu Qingtang replied, "You travel to the sky."

"Where does he live?"

"It's not far, the bus stop is three, and Fenglin Green Capital is over there."

When Cheng Zhanxi rented a house, she had a general understanding of the properties nearby, and vaguely remembered the name Fenglin Green Capital. She asked, "Villa area?"

Yu Qingtang: "Well."

Cheng Zhanxi was meaningless, but it was not surprising that Xiang Tianyou lived in the villa area, and there were not a few students from class 7 who were well-off.

"are you going alone?"

Yu Qingtang glanced at her lightly, which meant: Otherwise?

Cheng Zhanxi's plan for tomorrow is to continue to go out and sketch. She thought about it, canceled the original plan, and said, "I want to go with you, okay?" She was a little worried.

Yu Qingtang is a female teacher. In her first semester of employment, she is young and beautiful. It was her first home visit and there was a boy opposite her. She didn't know what was going on at home. What should I do if there was an accident?

Yu Qingtang wanted to answer no, but she and Cheng Zhanxi had the same concerns. With one more person, she felt more at ease, and she couldn't refuse categorically.

Yu Qingtang shook her heart, bit her lower lip slightly, and asked, "Are you all right tomorrow?"

Cheng Zhanxi decisively denied: "No."

Yu Qingtang breathed a sigh of relief without a trace, his brows stretched: "I'll invite you to lunch after the visit, the place is up to you."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled: "Thank you, Teacher Yu."

She locked the last drawer and asked, "Mr. Yu, are you going to dinner?"

Yu Qingtang said, "I ordered takeout."

Cheng Zhanxi didn't bother and said, "Then I'll go home first." She had an important phone call to answer at night and a bunch of work matters. The assistant said that if she didn't finish it, she would fly to Sicheng and hang herself in front of her house. , no one wants to live.

Cheng Zhanxi: "..." I was afraid.

Yu Qingtang: "Okay." After a pause, she reminded, "Mr. Cheng remember to close the door after entering the room."

Cheng Zhan smiled and said, "Okay."

So she didn't open the door in the corridor that day. Yu Qingtang got out of the elevator and saw the closed door of 2102. After a while, Fang turned around and walked towards his house.

Near twelve o'clock in the evening, Cheng Zhanxi sent her a message: [I'm done taking a shower, good night]

Yu Qingtang's mobile phone screen was on and off, and when it was dark, it was illuminated by the touch screen.

After hesitating for a long time, Yu Qingtang took back the question of "what are you busy with" and typed: [Good night]

Cheng Zhanxi wrapped her wet hair in a large towel, her body wrapped in a white bath towel was still dripping water, she couldn't care, she unlocked her phone first, took a look, sighed and put it aside, plugged in the hairdryer and dried her hair. , blow it to half dry, then go to change pajamas, log in to the mailbox to reply to emails, and finally lie down in the bed and sleep in the past.

The time for the home visit was set at nine in the morning, and the two met at the elevator at a quarter past eight.

Cheng Zhanxi held two helmets in his hands.

A possibility appeared in Yu Qingtang's mind.

"...Mr. Cheng." Her voice sounded a little less calm.

"Huh?" Cheng Zhanxi smiled, handed her a helmet, and said, "Try it to see if it fits?"

Yu Qingtang's knuckles curled up involuntarily, and hesitantly reached out to pick it up.

The exterior of the helmet is black and white, with smooth lines and carbon fiber fabric.

Instead of trying it on, she asked the obvious question: "Are you going on a motorcycle?"

Cheng Zhanxi nodded: "It's convenient, and it's crowded on weekends, so I'm not afraid of traffic jams."

Yu Qingtang touched the breathable and soft fabric inside the helmet with her fingertips. Under Cheng Zhanxi's expectant gaze, she slowly raised her hand and put the helmet on her head. The windshield was pushed up, revealing only a pair of black and white Eye.

For the first time, Cheng Zhanxi discovered that her eyes were a bit like deer eyes, with black pupils, clear and energetic, long and thick eyelashes, the ends of the eyes without eyeliner drooping down gently, and the tear mole on the left eye added a bit of purity. Harmful.

Cheng Zhanxi's throat slid down involuntarily.

Yu Qingtang was not very used to it, and wanted to get feedback from her, so she watched her blink her eyelashes, her eyes were crystal clear, as innocent as a child.

Cheng Zhanxi held her helmet with both hands silently and took it off.

Yu Qingtang: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Zhanxi: "No." She said, "I'll wear it later when I get in the car."

After saying that, she avoided looking at her and waited quietly for the elevator to come up.

Every time Yu Qingtang looked at her with that unworldly look, she felt that the thought of wanting to kiss her was very beast, and what was even more beast was that she wanted to do more things. For example, make her cry, her eyes flush with uncontrollable tears, bury her face in her neck, and give her a voice that only she can hear.

Ding--

The elevator reaches the 21st floor and opens to both sides.

Cheng Zhanxi cleared his throat and walked into the elevator with a straight face.

Yu Qingtang held the helmet and walked in with her head lowered.

Yu Qingtang doesn't come to the underground garage very often, and the lights are also on in the garage during the day. Cheng Zhanxi's Ducati Grand Devil is parked in a special parking space. The glacier white paint reflects the light of the underground garage, and the body still looks as bright as new.

Cheng Zhanxi first broke out the pedals hidden in the car body, then put on the helmet, straddled his long legs, and sat on the car smoothly. In front of Yu Qingtang.

The streamlined body is full of sports, and Cheng Zhanxi's body is bent forward like a hunting leopard. The windshield of the helmet is buckled, and her eyes cannot be seen clearly.

Yu Qingtang suddenly became nervous, and there was trembling in her voice: "Are you going up now?"

Cheng Zhanxi noticed that she seemed a little scared, and glanced at the light at the exit of the garage. The voice from the helmet was dull, with a low magnetic and gentleness: "It's okay to wait for me by the roadside at the exit of the garage."

She thought about it for a while and said, "There is a section of uphill from the exit. You go outside and wait for me."

Yu Qingtang's throat tightened and he said, "Okay."

She walked out along the **** of the exit, and when she looked back, she saw Cheng Zhanxi's figure staying where she was, presumably waiting for her, so she quickened her pace.

When Yu Qingtang was about to walk to the exit, he suddenly heard the roar of an engine behind him. From far to near, in almost an instant, a low-lying figure on the car accompanied by the sun's rays reflected from the silver-white body, brought a hurricane past. beside her.

Yu Qingtang's long black hair rose and fell, standing at the exit, staring blankly at the dazzling man not far away.

...and her car.

Yu Qingtang took a stagnant pace and walked over.

Cheng Zhanxi pushed up the windshield, and pushed his feet on the ground to let the locomotive move backwards until he reached Yu Qingtang.

The body is taller and the back seat is taller. Yu Qingtang supported Cheng Zhanxi's shoulders and carefully sat up, not knowing where to put his hands, and grabbed the underside of the seat cushion backwards.

Cheng Zhanxi looked back, smiled, and said, "You can fly out so easily."

Yu Qingtang: "?"

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Zhanxi grabbed her hand, put it on his waist, and clasped it tightly to prevent him from breaking free.

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Yu Qingtang held Cheng Zhanxi's shoulder and sat up carefully, not knowing where to put her hand, she grabbed the sheet back...

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