Gifting You With A City that Will Never Be Isolated

The second semester of the first semester is similar to the first semester. Most of the students have gone through a semester of tempering and return to the familiar life track. There is no sense of freshness, especially for boys, who are lazy and unable to enter the state. Until the biological English teacher Xu Shuyun appeared in the classroom, their eyes lit up and found the spiritual pillar.

"Cut, look at their virtues." Zhu Mingwen whispered.

Bai Ziren stopped the pen and looked up at the podium. The boys all held the books and lined up to ask Mr. Xu for questions.

Zhu Mingwen sighed: "The meaning of the drunkard is not in the wine, 癞 □ □ want to eat swan meat, Xu teacher is so beautiful, certainly already has the name of the flower, and where to get them."

Bai Ziren heard and said: "Mr. Xu is not only beautiful, but also lectures, clear and well-focused."

"No, no, for the boys, the focus is that she wore a violet sweater dress today." Zhu Mingwen said to himself, "The thin skirt is completely attached to the lower abdomen, how thin her waist is."

Bai Ziren also looked at Xu's waist and looked really thin. Wearing a close-fitting dress is very beautiful.

“Students and teachers, an eternal topic.”

Bai Ziren turned back: "Is it a good-looking teacher who will be very popular with students?"

Zhu Mingwen shook his head: "Not only is it like, it is simply thinking about it."

Bai Ziren associates with Cheng Jingbo, and his appearance is the best in the world.

"Unfortunately, none of the male teachers in our school are handsome, and the five senses are less." Zhu Mingwen bowed his head and turned a page. "Compared to boys, the life of our girls is a pool of stagnant water."

The mobile phone in the center of the table silently sent a text message, and Bai Ziren glanced at it, which was Cheng Jingbo.

"Hey? Who is Cheng Da Ge?" Zhu Mingwen's Yu Guang accidentally sighed, whispered.

Bai Ziren didn't hear it. He took the mobile phone to read the information and saw him send a message: "Come on the class."

She smiled silently. She received his text message every day after school. He asked her to eat more, don't forget to wear gloves, and not to stay up late to read books. Every one of her is reluctant to delete.

Zhu Mingwen saw the gentle smile of Bai Ziren's mouth, and stunned for a while, and quickly asked: "Who is Cheng Da Ge?"

"It’s my boyfriend."

Zhu Mingwen’s expression was like a thunder in the blink of an eye, but fortunately, Bai Ziren did not notice, she still concentrated on watching the phone.

During the lunch break, Bai Ziren was looking for a book in the library. When he reached for the last book, the other hand grabbed it first.

Zhou must have turned over the book she was interested in, and it was boring and lost to her.

"Thank you."

Zhou must look at her face and ask directly: "Do you really have a boyfriend?"

Bai Ziren nodded and admitted.

Zhou must want to ask who it is, but he is desperately restrained. He is proud of himself and he is not qualified to ask her feelings.

But I have to admit that he is in a bad mood at the moment, and the words of export are sour: "I didn't expect you to have such a day."

Bai Ziren did not hear the emotions in his words, and responded very simply: "I didn't think of it myself."

"Forget it, no matter who it is, it’s better than Zhou’s good looks." When it comes to this, Zhou’s inevitable voice is lighter. “I can’t accept you as my nephew.”

"You don't have to worry, I already have someone I like, I will always like it, and I will never change."

Zhou’s inevitable throat was filled with bitterness, like a dumb eating huanglian, and the feeling of faintness in the bottom of my heart was only known to myself.

"Goodbye." She is leaving.

"Yeah." He gave a perfunctory response.

When she left, he was still standing, licking his pocket and slowly taking out the headphones.

He still remembers seeing her for the first time. She leans on the corner of the corridor, holding a textbook in her hand, and is reading a paragraph softly. He just passed by. She stopped short and immediately closed the book. He turned his head and looked around. She, she twisted her eyebrows, bowed her head and thought deeply. He didn't know what she was thinking about. She only thought that she was very beautiful, her hair was black and long, her neck was white like a swan, and she stood like that. It was also the look of Tingting, enough to be pleasing to the eye. .

At that time, he was a transfer student. Other students looked down on him. He also looked down on those nerds. Only her, although a nerd, stayed pleasing to the eye.

In a blink of an eye, the time flies for more than ten years. The nerd of that year also had a boyfriend, but he was still a bachelor.

The music of the Zeppelin ship was introduced into the ear, and the heart sank in the dark and sad world. Finally, he recovered a short balance.

In the next two days, Zhou will be very difficult to come to class. The boys in the dormitory said that he was ill, and the high fever was thirty-nine degrees. Now the hospital in the city center is hanging, and he is burnt and confused, and wants to eat with his eyes closed. One thing.

"It’s all sick, what do you want to eat?"

"He said that he wants to eat melon seeds." The roommate is also confused.

Everyone burst into laughter, and this matter was quickly passed down by ten and ten. After that, the inevitable image of Zhou was greatly discounted.

Unconsciously, it was Friday, and at noon, Bai Ziren helped Fu Ba’s office to test the undergraduate school test.

"Xiao Bai, didn't you have a class this afternoon?" Fu He took a sip of tea.

"Ok."

Fu Wo put down the water cup, opened the drawer, and looked for things while greeted with enthusiasm: "I have a loyalty card here, which was done last year. It was a year last month, just today is their anniversary, and it can be one year. The total amount of consumption is redeemed for gifts. Can you run for me, can you? I will have to open in the afternoon."

He said, finally found the card in a corner of the drawer, took it out and handed it to Bai Ziren: "Xiao Bai, trouble you."

"Nothing, I will help you to redeem it." Bai Ziren agreed without saying anything.

Fu He smiled and took a sip of tea. He blinked his eyes and looked at his students. She felt that she was a little changed.

In the afternoon, Bai Ziren arrived at Longtai Department Store by bus and found the counter that Fu Wo pointed out. He successfully exchanged a heat preservation pot and a car neck pillow. Then he strolled around the eight-story living hall and took advantage of the store discount. She gave Cheng Jingbo picked up a small night light with exquisite workmanship, which can be placed on the desk, the headboard and the back of the car. It can also be folded and carried with you. It is very convenient.

When Bai Ziren lined up to pay, there was a person who was watching her. It was Zhou Qiran who had been with her. He was eating at a business restaurant on the ninth floor at noon today. He temporarily received a text message from his sister and asked him to bring a photo to the living hall. The German brand's aroma humidifier went back and said it was going to be in the bedroom.

Zhou Yiran did not expect to see her again. This was the first woman in history who did not marry him. He even recognized her at a glance.

Probably because she is tall and good, her back is attractive enough. When she turned her head and looked at the crowd at random, the eyes were caught by him.

Recalling the cold reception that day, Zhou Yiran did not feel angry, nor felt frustrated, but some aftertaste.

It is also very interesting to have such a character woman occasionally in a busy life.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yanran slightly twitched his mouth.

When Bai Ziren took advantage of the things he bought, he went to the elevator door and suddenly heard a soft cough behind him.

"Miss Bai, it’s so good."

Bai Ziren turned around and looked at the suit, the tie and the neat Zhou Zhouran standing in front of her face, with a polite smile, but she was very uncomfortable, and her mind said that the week must have said, although I don’t know the true and false, but the subconscious thinks this People are still suitable for being respectful. When she thinks like this, she does not say hello, she looks away and concentrates on waiting for the elevator.

"Today's celebration, there are so many people, what have you bought?" he asked.

Bai Ziren did not speak.

Zhou Yiran did not feel embarrassed, smirked it, and said to himself after a while: "It seems that Miss Bai is really not interested in me."

Bai Ziren didn't understand his words, only thinking about a problem, how the elevator was so slow.

Zhou Xiaoran no longer talks, keeps her half a meter away, and waits together.

After a while, the elevator arrived. When the door was opened, Zhou Haoran reached out with a gentleman, indicating that the woman had priority, but Bai Ziren took a step back.

Zhou Yanran showed helplessness, had to go in first, looked at her, silently said: "You still don't come in?"

Bai Ziren paused for a second, made up his mind and turned to the direction of the stairs.

When the elevator door was closed, Zhou Haoran had to face up to a problem. He was regarded as a kind of germ, not only eating at the same table, but also sharing an elevator. She was not willing to wait for a few minutes. Rao was his cultivation. Ok, I frowned at the moment and found that I was really upset by a little girl.

When I arrived at the underground garage, Zhou Yanran took the car and opened it to find someone around. I finally saw Bai Ziren standing next to the bus stop. This time he was no longer dedicated, a chic turn, the car flew past her, and immediately took it. A gust of wind blew a corner of the scarf of Bai Ziren.

Bai Ziren pulled the scarf and breathed a sigh of relief. He then mentioned the night light on his hand. He wanted to give it to him when he saw him at night. He would like it.

Unsurprisingly, when Cheng Jingbo took over the night light, he said that he liked it and appreciated it for a long time.

Tonight, there are only two tables in the living room on the second floor of the lighthouse. The lights are not fully open. The night light that is being charged is bright and round, like half the sun in the sea and half the moon in the night sky.

Cheng Jingbo asked Bo Ziren how he had been doing this week. Did he eat on time, pay attention to keep warm and go to bed early and get up early.

Bai Ziren answered them one by one, and then looked at him on the table: "Reassured, I am not a child, I will take care of myself."

He smiled, and the slender hand slowly passed her forehead.

She also smiled and made a request: "Right, can you read it to me? I like your voice."

"No problem, you choose a book yourself."

Bai Ziren went to the bookcase on the stairway and found a book. He returned to the table and Cheng Jingbo patted his sofa: "You sit down."

So, she stared at him and sat down. She took the book and looked at the name of the book. It was Jiang Xun’s book. She never read it and handed it directly to him.

He opened one of the pages, began to read for her, read a line, remembered what it was like, reminded: "You can lean on my shoulder."

"……it is good."

She leaned her head on his shoulder and looked at his face at a close distance. Under the light and shadow of the half-light, his handsome lines were depicted by superb strokes, a little bit of depiction, not only the gaze of everything. Enjoy, the sound in the ear is the same, clear and low, seems to be the clear spring stone, makes people heart, she inexplicably thinks of Zhu Mingwen's words, I wonder if if I met such a teacher when reading, she may not be able to resist the temptation. I will approach him by asking questions.

“From the north of the island all the way down the road, the scenery along the road is changing.”

He continued to read to her.

"All the light is active in the darkness. It is indeed like watching Rembrandt's paintings. It is black at first sight. If you look down for a minute, you will find a light."

"Rembrandt in the seventeenth century was painted in the light of the candle and the light of the torch. He also observed the light from dawn to sunset, watching the sunset to the rising light. In the dark winter of the North, he concentrated on gazing at the night snow. There was a little light on the ground that was not easy to detect, and he concentrated on getting tired. He closed his eyes."

He stopped, put the book on his lap, looked down at her, and she lifted her head from his shoulder and put it on his eyes.

"I didn't have a class the day before yesterday. I wanted to come over to find you," he said.

"Why didn't you come?"

"I am afraid that I am too anxious."

"I miss you too."

“How much do you think?” he asked seriously.

"Every day, in addition to class, I will think about it. Sometimes I think about class, and the teacher doesn't know what to say."

She said that he was a little closer, and he reached over her and lowered her hand on her waist.

"Be careful in class, you can wait for the lesson and think again."

"If you can do it, then it will be fine."

He touched her forehead: "If you think too much, you can call me, I will come to you."

"Do you have the time?"

His slender hand pressed against her waist and received it in his arms: "Reassured, there will be time to take care of you when you are busy."

An hour later, there were two tables in the living room. There was a table with four people playing table cards. It was slightly smelly. Bai Ziren was tired due to lack of sleep for a few days. He slept hard and let her go well. After a short sleep, Cheng Jingbo hugged her to the office on the third floor. Just as Xiaoji took the fries and popcorn upstairs, she couldn't see the scene and almost slipped.

After standing still, Xiao Ji’s back was cold and sweaty, and closed his eyes and meditated: “Pure as me, never see any princess, don’t know who sent someone to send a new, sturdy sofa bed this morning. No matter what the loud noise upstairs, even if I am deafening, I can't hear it... I have to remember my mother's words, and I can't live without it, so I can live long in the workplace."