There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

There is a huge flow of people during the rush hour, and the red sports car is public and eye-catching. Almost everyone who comes out of the main entrance of the building will subconsciously look sideways, forming a focal point for a while. Fortunately, I couldn't see the inside of the car. Lu Zhiqiao held the backpack tightly with both hands, half of his body was squeezed against the door of the car.

"Huh?" Qi Yan snorted and reached out to hook her over.

The sky was completely dark, the lights in the building were dazzling, and the doorway was as bright as daylight, and the flowerbed outside could be clearly seen through the windshield, which gave the illusion that people would be peeped at any time.

Lu Zhiqiao struggled lightly, but was hugged tighter instead, threatening, so he had no choice but to answer: "I like you."

Knowing that this person won't give up if he doesn't hear a satisfactory answer, he is simply deadlocked here, taking the risk of being seen, it is better to take a bit of a mouthful to make people comfortable, and leave as soon as possible.

Probably to see through her intentions, Qi Yan teased deliberately, and reluctantly said: "Perfunctory, don't believe it."

Lu Zhiqiao closed his eyes and made up his mind, so he turned his head and kissed the corner of her lips lightly, but before he could back away, he was held on the back of his head by a hand, and kissed deeply uncontrollably.

Wei|The scorching breath lingered, from active to passive, but her mind was not confused, taking advantage of the gap between breathing, she said again: "I like you..."

Finally, Qi Yan let go of her.

Today, Lu Zhiqiao didn't make up, he only traced his eyebrows and drew a thin inner eyeliner. Otherwise, Qi Yan didn't know how much liquid foundation and lipstick to eat at that moment. Her lips were bloodshot and red from the kiss, panting low, and the people around her suddenly patted the steering wheel.

"His car is worthless. It will depreciate the day after it is bought. This is a limited edition of more than 20 million. It was used as a collection a long time ago. It is rarely on the road. A second-hand car is more expensive than a new car."

Qi Yan touched the steering wheel in a circle, stopped with her fingertips on the middle car mark, gently rubbed, the corners of her mouth raised a deep arc, her expression was slightly contemptuous, but only for a moment, she quickly disappeared without a trace, and she turned her head. , Blinked:

"Fragrant car with beauties."

"Do you think luxury cars represent everything?" Lu Zhiqiao's face sank, his voice low and cold.

It was also the year of graduation, she ran business in the wind and sunshine, because she was young and beautiful, tender enough to pinch water, and there were many rich local bosses who wanted to take care of her. She still remembers that the seemingly gentle middle-aged man drove a broken Mercedes and said he would send her back to the company, but he secretly drove her to the hotel entrance, and his words were all hints.

—A beautiful girl like you, don’t have to work so hard.

-Sooner or later, you have to marry someone, so you can accumulate some capital for yourself while you are young.

—As long as you want, I will buy you a car, buy a house, whatever you want.

At that time, she was naive and didn't know that there was a kind of people called "sven beasts". She thought that a married man who was old enough to be her father would not betray the family, and she always felt that the other party's clothes and conversation were reliable, so She didn't understand the first two sentences, and they took it as encouragement.

She just understood the last sentence.

That was the first time she really felt the humiliation of being humiliated, but innocence does not mean being stupid, she was very clear-headed, she just felt sick, so she still had to be polite and polite. Life cannot tolerate willfulness and passion, even if she is extremely angry, she can't tear her face apart with each other, at most she will no longer have business contacts in the future.

Looking back on the past many years later, I still feel sad.

The night enveloped the whole city, and the neon lights on the street and the car taillights complemented each other, making a dazzling red from a distance. Jiangcheng is one of the fastest-paced cities in the country, and here is the fastest-paced place and the busiest place in Jiangcheng.

White-collar workers in office buildings, shopping guides in shopping malls, and takeaways on the street.

How many people are here to discuss life.

"Teacher? I look like a nouveau riche." Lu Zhiqiao gritted his teeth and looked at Qi Yan, his dark eyes as cold as ice.

She lost control of her emotions. She no longer remembers how many times this was. When facing Qi Yan, she could not find her original self. She was always at a disadvantage. This woman could easily hit the most vulnerable and softest part of her heart. It was broken, and she was embarrassed to see her.

Qi Yan stared at her stiffly, his hands slowly slipped from the steering wheel, the light in his eyes went out, and he laughed self-deprecatingly: "Yes, I was originally the daughter of a nouveau riche."

"But I didn't mean that, I..." She choked, her head slowly lowered.

The small space was swallowed by silence.

The number of people coming out of the building gradually decreased, and occasionally a few passed by the front of the car and looked towards this side. Lu Zhiqiao put aside her face and let out a tired breath. She wanted to leave, but she touched the door blindly for a long time, but couldn't find the mechanism.

"Open the door."

Qi Yan raised his head, grabbed her other hand, didn't say anything, the meaning was obvious.

"Open," she said impatiently.

Qi Yan said: "Let's go back together."

"Thank you, no more."

She struggled, but her wrists were held tighter, and Qi Yan's low voice came from her ears: "Don't go."

"..."

"I didn't speak properly and offended you and your friends. I'm sorry."

Since childhood, Qi Yan has been pampered by her parents, letting him, and pampered like a pearl in her palm. She hasn't suffered for the least, never winked, and the biggest setback she has encountered is just breaking up with her first love. She is used to using her own Values ​​judge the surrounding things, on the surface they are courteous, but in their bones they are deviant.

Simply put, it is another form of hypocrisy.

In recent years, it has converged, but after meeting Lu Zhiqiao, the soul hidden under the perfect skin is always ready to move. Once it collides, it becomes messy.

What she did and said today was as childish as a child.

Because I care.

"Shall we go back?" Her voice was almost pleading, but she also restrained a little.

After a stalemate for a long while, Lu Zhiqiao's face eased slightly, his lips moved, and he didn't say anything. He adjusted his sitting posture. He originally placed his knees toward the car door and sat down.

Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, slowly let go of her hand, and properly fastened her seat belt, without daring to glance at her.

…

The road is congested, and no matter how fast a sports car is speeding up, you can only wait honestly. The red color is too bright and the shape is strange and eye-catching. You will have to be seen a few times when you stop at an intersection. Two people are sitting in the car and dare not open the window. .

After walking and stopping, no one said anything. After calming down, Lu Zhiqiao's anger disappeared a lot.

She believes that Qi Yan's character is not well understood yet, but she has read countless people for so many years, and experience dictates that her first impression can't be wrong. Today is shocked into shock. She has never liked to be high-profile in the crowd. It would make her uneasy. There are too many things and emotions in her heart.

She usually doesn't show her sensuality, but now because it is Qi Yan, this woman who looks at her from body to heart, she seems to have no secret in front of her, so she becomes angry.

The car entered the basement of the community, surprisingly smoothly, drove slowly to an unfamiliar parking space, and stopped firmly, with the corresponding number plate hanging on it.

Lu Zhiqiao turned his head slightly, he wanted to say something, and then Qi Yan raised his eyes and glanced, as if he understood what she was thinking, and explained: "I bought a parking space." After that, he untied her seat belt and kept the rules intact.

The hand accidentally touched a place where it shouldn’t be touched...

soft.

Qi Yan paused, and hurriedly took it back, pretending that nothing happened, Lu Zhiqiao thought about other things, but didn't notice it.

The two got out of the car and walked side by side.

The location is not far from Building C. After walking for less than a minute, they entered the elevator and went upstairs. The atmosphere was always embarrassing. They never spoke, but each other looked at each other from the corner of the eye.

"Good night."

When they walked out of the elevator, the two of them spoke in unison, and each went back to each house.

When her daughter was practicing piano, Lu Zhiqiao didn't bother to disturb her. He took off his jacket and went into the kitchen. He took out the food that he bought in the refrigerator in the morning. The recipe was automatically generated in his mind, and the rest of his emotions were temporarily forgotten.

The sound of the piano stopped at some point, the door of the second bedroom opened, and Lu Wei came out with his slippers, probed his head, and ran into the kitchen following the sound, hugged Lu Zhiqiao, and deliberately made a scary sound in his mouth. Lu Zhiqiao was washing the vegetables. She was so frightened that she heard Xiao Nizi giggling behind her: "Ms. Lu, you are so courageous~"

"It's not big or small." Lu Zhiqiao smirked, and brushed her face with water.

"Slightly~"

Lu Wei stuck his tongue out, two thin arms around her waist, and said coquettishly: "Mom, tomorrow our school will have a New Year's Day party. I have a show to perform. Will you go and watch it?"

"afternoon?"

"Um."

Tomorrow on the 29th, the New Year's Day holiday will begin.

Every year the school organizes activities, her daughter participates, and she is either on business trips or working overtime. She has never been there. She can only watch the videos sent by the teacher afterwards, and feel regretful in her heart. You can enjoy a complete holiday this year, but you still have to go to work tomorrow afternoon.

"Mom~" Seeing her hesitate, the little girl pleaded pitifully, "Just go once~"

"And Teacher Qi promised me that if you go, you will be left in the first row."

Lu Zhiqiao was taken aback and frowned: "Did you mention it to Teacher Qi?"

She suddenly changed her face and looked serious. Lu Wei was a little frightened, shrank her neck, and nodded cautiously.

"How can you make such a request to the teacher?" Lu Zhiqiao threw the food into the water and turned around. "What did your mother tell you last time? Keep your distance with Teacher Qi at school! She is all classmates Your teacher is not your own teacher! If someone else knows about it, have you ever thought about what consequences Teacher Qi will bear?"

He couldn't help raising his voice as he spoke, with sullen eyes in his eyes.

Lu Wei had never seen his mother make such a big fire before, and Lu Wei was frightened, biting his lip and standing there at a loss.

Suddenly tears fell.

Lu Zhiqiao: "..."

Sobbing quietly, gradually turning to whimpering.

Lu Zhiqiao put aside his face, closed his eyes and opened them slowly, raising his hand to cover his forehead, feeling an inexplicable irritability in his heart. As long as she encountered something related to Qi Yan, she couldn't control herself, and she didn't know where she came from such a big temper.

Qi Yan, Qi Yan, Qi Yan.

It's all Qi Yan.

She sighed, took her daughter's hand and walked to the living room, drew a paper towel to wipe her tears, really not in the mood to coax the child, got up and went back to the kitchen after wiping, and continued to wash the vegetables.

…

After eating, Lu Zhiqiao washed the dishes, cleaned the stove, rested for a while, and took the clothes into the bathroom to take a shower.

It took a long time. She had just finished washing, and there was a knock on the door in the living room. At this point, you don't need to think about who it was. This situation was like the night when the little toy was seen. She obviously didn't use the little toys this time, but she went back to the bathroom and took a look at the shelf before going to open the door.

As expected.

Qi Yan stood outside, her glamorous face brightened by the light. Her expression was a little lonely, and she twitched the corners of her mouth gently: "Do you have an iron at home?"

"Have."

"There are also hot plates, can you lend me some?"

Lu Zhiqiao looked at her face quietly, suddenly returned to his senses, nodded, turned and entered the study. After a while, she came out with the ironing board, and handed the other hand-held electric iron to Qi Yan's hand, but her eyelids never lifted.

"thanks."

A simple thank you, the two seemed to be back two months ago.

Be polite, polite, and alienated.

Qi Yan took the things and did not leave immediately. Instead, he hesitated while looking at the electric iron and asked, "Do you know how to iron clothes?"

"Um."

Hearing these words, Lu Zhiqiao immediately guessed what she was going to say next, and he was ready to agree—since it was a misunderstanding in the evening, the past has passed, and the days will continue. After all, it is his daughter's teacher.

"Can you iron the shirt for me?" Qi Yan said. "I haven't used it for a long time, handman."

really.

"good."

Lu Zhiqiao promised simply, without frowning, grabbing the key placed on the hallway, taking the initiative to help her carry the ironing board, and walk in front.

Stepping into the door of 902, there was a clear and full piano sound from the speakers in the living room. The melody was melodious. Lu Zhiqiao felt familiar. He couldn't remember for a while, but he didn't ask.

"What about the clothes?" she asked.

Standing two steps away from her, Qi Yan didn't dare to get too close. He turned his head and walked into the room after hearing the sound, and then came out for a moment: "Can this look be ironed?" She unfolded the black long-sleeved shirt in her hand and shook. Shaking, wrinkled and unformed, the fabric almost stuck together.

"Yes." Lu Zhiqiao only glanced.

Most of the clothes she wears daily need to be ironed, and she often uses an iron. With more experience, she can judge at a glance. After saying this, she started to add water to the iron and plug it in.

"Then please." Qi Yan said politely, stepping back to the side, looking respectable.

Lu Zhiqiao glanced at her, did not speak, lowered his head and spread the clothes on the ironing board, then picked up the iron and pressed it on. She is skillful, very careful and meticulous, and Qi Yan is watching from a place two steps away from her, uncontrollably moving her gaze upwards along her fingers, stopping at the collar|mouth.

Round neck pajamas, slender neck|The child is exposed, the top button is open, and the straight one-word lock|The bones are looming, hazy, and itchy...

The night is quiet, and the sound of the piano is intoxicating.

"Did Niuniu mentioned to you about reserving a seat for the party?" Lu Zhiqiao suddenly broke the silence without raising his head.

No one said anything, she had been frozen all the time, she simply took the initiative.

Qi Yan quickly looked away, looked at the clothes on the ironing board, and nodded: "Well, what?"

"The child is ignorant, just ignore her."

"No, the seat was originally vacant."

"You are not Niuniu's teacher alone."

"I know."

Lu Zhiqiao stopped his movements, raised his head and looked at her, with dark and unclear emotions in his eyes, and when he touched something she didn't want to understand in the other's eyes, he immediately pulled away mercilessly, lowered his head again, and continued to iron the clothes.

Qi Yan moved his legs and clenched his fist on his side, his knuckles were slightly white, and then let go, after all, he didn't move a step.

There is nothing to say again.

Thousands of lights outside the window, the moon is not up.

After a while, the clothes were ironed, the black fabric was smooth and draped, and there was still some warmth to the touch, Lu Zhiqiao squeezed both shoulders and picked it up to Qi Yan, "Is this still satisfactory?"

The man stood sculpturally and nodded.

"Hang up on the hanger, let it dry for a while, and put it in the closet."

"Good." Qi Yan did.

Lu Zhiqiao dumped the water in the iron, folded the ironing board, and placed it by the door. She raised her eyes to look at the back of Qi Yan's clothes, sighed lightly, and turned to put on her shoes.

As soon as her hand touched the door handle, there were rapid footsteps in her ears, and she was suddenly hugged from behind.

"Are you not angry?"

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