I asked you to take your sister to school, and you fell in love with the teacher.

The school is in a state of emergency, and the school is in a state of emergency.

Every year when graduation season comes, there will be many fresh graduates applying for teacher positions at Xingming High School.

The reason why everyone is trying their best to join Xingming High School is that in addition to the generous salary offered by the school, the most important thing is that the school will provide accommodation for teachers.

For example, Zhang Shanhe and Shen Suyun, these two teachers have dedicated their entire lives to Xingming High School.

So the school allocated them a three-bedroom apartment with no expiration date, and they can live there as long as they want.

And young teachers like Zhang Mengqing who have just joined Xingming High School, the school also arranged a single room for her.

But Zhang Mengqing rarely lives in that house. She lives with her parents and sister most of the time.

After all, home is where your family is, and living alone is too lonely.

"The room is a little small, so you can only bear with it tonight."

The room was pitch black, and the starlight poured through the screen window onto the ground.

Zhang Mengqing turned on the incandescent lamp, and then unveiled the mystery of the room.

A large bed took up almost half of the room, and above the head was the kind of creaking ceiling fan commonly seen in classrooms.

On the right hand side of the door was the bathroom, which was also a few square meters, and only one person could go in at a time. If two people wanted to stand in it at the same time, it would probably be difficult.

Although Zhang Mengqing was assigned only a single room, the equipment here was quite complete.

There was a TV, a refrigerator, and a washing machine. The only drawback was that you couldn't light a fire and cook at home.

However, this was not a drawback for Jiang Ning, because he was only staying for one night and would leave after dawn.

"Jiang Ning, I don't know what size slippers you wear, but you are about the same height as my dad, so I brought his slippers here."

Slippers will not disappear out of thin air, they will only move.

This night, a hunk was destined to be unable to find his slippers.

"Oh, by the way, there is a box of mineral water under the table. If you are thirsty in the middle of the night, you can take it out and drink it."

"If you want to take a shower, I can teach you how to use the water heater. Here are disposable towels. They are all clean and safe to use."

Teacher Zhang is as gentle and considerate as ever, and has considered all possible situations in advance.

If she were to be a game character, she would probably have to listen to her mother's voice.

"This is the blanket you cover yourself with tonight. It was also washed some time ago. You can use it with confidence."

Then, Zhang Mengqing took out a white air-conditioning blanket from the closet.

She was mainly worried that it would get cold in the second half of the night, so she had to cover herself with something when she went to sleep.

Jiang Ning took the blanket, which had a faint, pleasant floral scent on it.

It was exactly the same as the scent on Zhang Mengqing's body.

Could it be because Teacher Zhang often covered herself with this blanket and it had been marinated?

If Jiang Ning slept with this blanket, he dared not imagine how sweet his sleep would be tonight.

"Teacher Zhang, you also like to read this kind of novel."

At this time, Jiang Ning noticed that there was a full set of "Grave Robbers' Chronicles" on Zhang Mengqing's bedside.

Zhang Mengqing shook her head: "I rarely read novels. This set of novels was given to me by a good friend as a souvenir."

"I see." Jiang Ning picked up the novel and flipped through it casually.

Then, a piece of letter paper fell out of the page with a click.

Jiang Ning subconsciously bent down to pick it up and accidentally saw the content of the letter.

"Dear wife, I am happy to see you. Today is June 1, 23. I never thought that I would write to you on this day!"

"Because in my heart, you are a lovely child..."

This letter was written three months ago, and the writer affectionately called Zhang Mengqing his wife.

There is a strong love between the lines, which is clearly a confession of love.

Jiang Ning suddenly felt his hot blood cool down little by little, and his heart sank little by little, sinking into the abyss.

It turned out that someone had taken the lead before him, so what was he doing now? A third party interfering in other people's feelings?

"Or I'd better drive back. It's not good to stay here and cause you trouble." Jiang Ning put the letter back into the novel.

He forced a smile on his face, trying not to look sad.

In this relationship between three people, he decided to withdraw.

"What are you thinking about."

Seeing Jiang Ning's lost look, Zhang Mengqing stretched out her slender white fingers and flicked his forehead.

"This letter was written to me by my college roommate. A girl!"

"Girl?"

"Of course it's a girl, otherwise you thought it was a boy?"

Zhang Mengqing always kept a distance from all the opposite sex, except Jiang Ning.

How could this idiot not see it?

"Oh, I misunderstood."

Jiang Ning just glanced at the content of the letter casually and mistakenly thought that Zhang Mengqing had a boyfriend.

Now he picked up the letter again and read it, and found that the handwriting on the letter was beautiful and neat, and there were many cute emoticons, which were indeed written by a girl.

"Then do you still want to leave now?" Zhang Mengqing asked.

Jiang Ning shook his head: "No."

"You worked hard to prepare so many things for me. If I just leave like this, wouldn't it be a waste of your kindness."

Zhang Mengqing snorted: "So you also know that you will let me down."

"I'm afraid of causing trouble for you." Jiang Ning said softly like a child who did something wrong.

"I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? I never thought you were a nuisance."

Zhang Mengqing blurted out subconsciously.

For a moment, the room was silent.

Jiang Ning looked at her with surprise.

Zhang Mengqing's face flushed.

What am I talking about? ?

"It's getting late, you should go to bed early, good night!"

She said hesitantly, and then left quickly.

Zhang Mengqing closed the door, leaned against the wall and took a deep breath. She felt her face was hot and her heart was beating very hard.

If it were her old self, Zhang Mengqing would never explain anything to Jiang Ning.

But after this period of time, she began to care about Jiang Ning's emotions.

The moment Jiang Ning showed a sad expression, Zhang Mengqing's heart was obviously nervous.

She was afraid that Jiang Ning would leave her because of this misunderstanding.

"Am I... in love with him?"

Zhang Mengqing was unsure and took out her phone to send a message to Qin Qiu.

"I... I have a friend who seems to have fallen in love with a boy recently, but she is not sure whether this feeling is love. Do you know how to judge?"

Qin Qiu: "Is the friend you are talking about you yourself?"