There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

The road connected to the **** was piled with fragments of stones and thick soil. The boulders bumped and rolled down, one end fell into the dirt and gravel, and the piles of stones that fell behind became more and more piles of stones stuck behind the boulders. Hill.

Lu Zhiqiao fell to the ground and hugged Qi Yan tightly. He didn't feel the pain of being smashed as expected. He only heard the sound of rustling in his ears, and the dust filled the sky, which made her cough constantly. She barely raised her eyes, and saw that the stones were stuck in the mound of gravel, piled up higher and higher, and shaky, she was startled in a cold sweat, and hurriedly got up.

She grabbed Qi Yan's armpits, and at that moment she had amazing brute force, and she violently pulled the person out.

"Run!"

Qi Yan knelt on the ground and couldn't react. She was pulled up. After hearing the sound, she returned to her senses. She spread her legs and ran to the other side of the road.

The crumbling hillside behind him kept rolling down the rock and soil, burying the tourists who had been smashed down. Qi Yan looked back as he ran, and watched as people were swallowed.

I repeatedly skipped the scene of Lu Zhiqiao jumping on her...

Whose hand is she holding?

Is it Jojo?

"mother!"

Niuniu shouted in front and jumped up anxiously.

Qi Yan's mind was blank, and his ears buzzed, and he suddenly heard shouts, and his heart beat fast. She saw Lu Zhiqiao all in embarrassment, pulling herself to run, rushing to her daughter who was waiting in the distance.

Running wildly and out of the range of the landslide, the two stopped to catch their breath.

In front is the side door of the scenic area gate. Other tourists who ran out rushed to find the staff. Lu Zhiqiao let go of Qi Yan's hand, panting and coughing. The clothes on her head were covered with mud and sweat mixed with mud. Down, embarrassed.

"Mom..." Lu Wei ran over and hurriedly took out a tissue and wiped her face.

Lu Zhiqiao shook his daughter's hand, pulled out a weak smile, and turned to look at Qi Yan.

Qi Yan stood there blankly, his hat dropped and his hair scattered and messy. The original cold face was so gray that he couldn't see clearly, and his body was covered in it. She stared directly at Lu Zhiqiao, complex emotions surged in her chaotic eyes, and anger was hidden in her eyes.

"Are you okay?"

Lu Zhiqiao looked around her anxiously, did not see the trauma, lowered his head and took out a tissue from his bag, and carefully wiped the dust off her face.

"Didn't I tell you not to go there?" Qi Yan yelled, his tone slightly cold.

Lu Zhiqiao was stunned, seeing her gloomy gaze, her body trembled, her heart was squeezed hard, dull and painful, and her eyes instantly turned red.

The arm dropped, and the paper ball pinched between his fingers fell to the ground, being blown away by the wind.

What I want to say, my throat chokes uncomfortably.

She blinked vigorously, took a deep breath, turned and walked towards the door without looking back.

"Mom..." Lu Wei yelled softly, looking at his mother's back, and then at Qi Yan, not knowing which one to follow.

Teacher Qi is actually fierce to his mother?

Still not chasing?

Shouldn't it be like in a novel at this time, shouldn't you hurry up and hug and coax?

It's just a piece of wood!

Qi Yan was stunned, and Lu Zhiqiao's back was getting farther and farther in his sight, and the setting sun stretched the shadow very long. Suddenly she realized what she had said, and she felt regretful, but she was still anxious, and the two emotions were intertwined, and she couldn't react in time.

Suddenly, her arm was held by a hand, and she lowered her eyes, and she saw Niuniu frowning and shouting: "Mr. Qi, why are you standing here, go after it!"

The little girl stomped her feet in a hurry.

Qi Yan was dragged away for two steps, nodded in a daze, and ran with the child backhand to chase Lu Zhiqiao.

Lu Zhiqiao walked quickly, but after a short while, she was overtaken by the "mother and daughter" behind her. She ignored her and walked straight to the parking lot. When I found Qi Yan's car, I found that I couldn't open the lock without the key, so I could only wait.

"Mom." Lu Wei broke away from Qi Yan's hand and ran over to hug Lu Zhiqiao.

Lu Zhiqiao looked sad, his eyes were still a little red, and she kept blinking. She stretched out her hand to follow her daughter, and felt great comfort for a moment.

Qi Yan followed, what he wanted to say, his lips moved, but after all, he didn't say anything.

After unlocking the lock, the two patted the dust on each other tacitly. Qi Yan wanted to help Lu Zhiqiao open the co-pilot's door. When the other party saw her coming, he took a step back without a trace, opened the back door and got in.

"..."

Silent all the way.

Back at the hotel, Lu Zhiqiao took his clothes into the bathroom without a word. Then there was the sound of dripping water, and there was a blurry figure on the opaque glass door.

Qi Yan stared at the bathroom for a long while, sat on the chair, elbows on his knees, palms covering his face, and sighed low.

"Ms. Qi..."

"Um?"

Qi Yan raised his head, his eyes sullen, and when he saw the "professional girl" staring at him, he barely smiled, "What's the matter, Niuniu?"

Lu Wei turned his head and glanced at the bathroom, went over to sit next to her, and lowered his voice: "Why are you murdering my mother?"

"..."

"My mother saved you, and you still murdered her, why?" The little girl was a little unhappy, and pursed her mouth.

As another teacher, she didn't dare to ask, let alone show her temper. But Teacher Qi is her mother's lover, and she is also close to her. She is not so restrained in front of her, so she can say what she wants to say.

She has seen a couple quarrel, but there is always a reason for the quarrel. It is too much for Teacher Qi to murder her mother for no reason, which makes her unhappy.

Looking at his daughter's dissatisfied face, Qi Yan felt bitter in his heart, and the stiff smile on the corners of his mouth also contained a bitter taste, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say anything.

She lowered her eyelids, shook her head, got up and took out the cigarette case from her bag, took the lighter, and went to the balcony.

The hotel’s balcony has an excellent view, and you can have a panoramic view of Songshan from a distance. At this time, the sky was dark, the mountains were dim and dim, and the trees and rocks merged with the night. It was dark and gloomy.

Qi Yan leaned against the wall, lowered his head and took out a cigarette, lit it, opened his mouth and inhaled fiercely, and the slender cigarette instantly burned a small part.

There was still the smell of dust in his mouth, and the smoke mixed with the aroma of roses slowly squirted out. The soot fell on the back of her hand, and she shook it lightly, letting it fly.

Sounds and pictures flashed through my mind repeatedly.

The tourists who were knocked down were buried in the sand without help. No one is to blame, when people are at a critical juncture, they are the first to think of themselves as instinct. It's normal. She doesn't like to advocate sacrifice and dedication, so she understands it very well.

Most of the tourists coming down from the north **** are scattered, some travel alone, some go to the cable car with their family members, and they agree to meet at the door, and some go together. But in the panic, no one cares about others.

She was in the pit at that time, only Lu Zhiqiao's scream was in her ears, and only the figure of Lu Zhiqiao rushing in her eyes, she had never felt the desperation.

If Lu Zhiqiao ran away, she would be sad for two or three seconds. If there was time left, she would be lucky. Fortunately, the person who was going to die was herself. However, she can die, and Lu Zhiqiao can die.

They have reached the point where they can live and die together, but they are still nameless, can't be upright, can't be justified-it's better to run away as Lu Zhiqiao, she was killed.

It's better to die than to suffer.

This made her feel sad and powerless.

A cigarette burned out, the sky was dark, the silhouette of the mountain shadow completely melted into the night, and the nearby towns lit up with stars and lights, converging into countless criss-cross lights.

Qi Yan pushed out the cigarette butt, grabbed the lighter and the cigarette case, and turned to enter the house.

The sound of the water in the bathroom stopped. Lu Zhiqiao came out in pajamas. The two of them met their eyes. Qi Yan was about to talk, but she bowed her head and avoided, threw the dirty clothes against the wall, and looked at her daughter, "Little girl, hungry. ?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and he coughed twice after speaking.

Without waiting for Niuniu to answer, Qi Yan picked up the menu book on the table and turned over and said, "I'll order the food for the hotel to deliver. What do you want to eat?"

Lu Wei looked at Qi Yan and then at his mother. Seeing that the latter's expression was the same, he got up and went over, "I want to eat...Shrimp paste fried rice."

The two looked at Lu Zhiqiao at the same time.

The big and the young were blank, and Qi Yan winked at Lu Wei and asked her to ask her mother what she was eating. Unexpectedly, the little girl had a grudge, and turned her face away with her lips, meaning she would ask herself.

Qiao Qiao will care about her?

Qi Yan winked at his daughter and said with his lips: Niuniu is good~

Lu Wei's mouth puffed up.

The daughter refused to cooperate, so Qi Yan had no choice but to look at Lu Zhiqiao and try to pluck up the courage to ask. She opened her mouth and didn't speak. Lu Zhiqiao, who bowed her head and fiddled with her mobile phone, seemed to have a close relationship with her, and whispered, "Whatever."

Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at the menu.

She knew that Lu Zhiqiao had a lighter taste and ate very little at night, so she chose a seafood porridge and noodles herself. After ordering the meal, she took her clothes to take a shower.

After taking a shower, dinner was just delivered. Lu Zhiqiao asked her daughter to take a bath, took the porridge, and took it to the balcony to eat by herself, and locked the door.

No chance to speak at all.

Qi Yan blew out his hair and looked at the lonely back outside the glass door. He sighed, his heart filled with dense bitterness, and suddenly lost his appetite. He ate a few mouthfuls of noodles and left the room with a lighter and a cigarette case.

After a while, Lu Zhiqiao went into the house after eating, and saw his daughter sitting at the table eating fried rice with wet hair and a bath towel. The other person was missing, and he was stunned.

"Little girl, where is Teacher Qi?" she asked.

The little girl was so hungry, she gobbled up, and said vaguely: "I don't know... I didn't see her when I came out."

Lu Zhiqiao's heart tightened, he raised his eyebrows, and looked around. The hotel is a triple room with an open kitchen. Although it is large, it can be seen at a glance and cannot hide people. Obviously, Qi Yan is not in the house.

She grabbed the phone, rushed to the door, opened the door and wanted to go out. After turning her eyes, she caught a glimpse of a person standing on the balcony of the corridor. Under the light, black hair, long legs, pajamas with suspenders.

The room is relatively close to the balcony, and you can see it clearly, that's Qi Yan.

A scent of rose scented over, Lu Zhiqiao sniffed, staring at the person's back, and a corner of his heart collapsed. She pressed her lips, grasped the handle of the door tightly, returned to the room, and closed the door.

Turn around and meet the prying eyes of her daughter.

Her heart beats fiercely.

"Mom, have you found Teacher Qi?" Lu Wei blinked.

"In... the corridor." Lu Zhiqiao smiled, went into the bathroom sideways and took a hairdryer, "Beware of colds. Mom will help you blow off your hair."

"Well."

The little girl continued to lower her head to eat.

The hair dryer whirred, covering up the heartbeat in Lu Zhiqiao's throat.

In the middle of the night, a waning moon climbed into the sky.

Qi Yan was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Because of her anxiety, she couldn't sleep. The surroundings were too quiet, and even a small sound could be heard clearly.

Niu Niu on the right bed has a deep, long, steady and even breathing. She should be sleeping soundly. She seems to have dreamed of delicious food, and chirps from time to time. And on the left... Lu Zhiqiao didn't fall asleep from start to finish, and kept turning over. Although turning lightly and carefully, he still looked abrupt in the silent night.

They all have insomnia.

Qi Yan turned her head carefully, she couldn't see anything in the dark, she hesitated, about to move, her heart beating fast.

Turned over again.

Qi Yan took a breath, opened the quilt and sat up. The movement of the bed next door turned over and stopped instantly. She held her breath, touched the black and sat on the side of Lu Zhiqiao's bed, and hurriedly lifted the quilt|bed and got in.

"Well-"

She exclaimed that she had time to blurt out before she was covered with one hand.

Lu Zhiqiao struggled subconsciously, short of breath.

"Qiao Qiao... it's me." Qi Yan lay down and hugged her, leaned to his ear and lowered his voice and said, "Don't wake Niuniu."

The person in his arms instantly quieted down.

Qi Yan slowly let go of his hand and hugged her tightly.

With a clear and pleasant scent lingering in the quilt|'s nest, Lu Zhiqiao was lying on his side, his waist tightly clamped by a powerful arm, unable to move. Knowing that it was Qi Yan, she was quiet for a while, and the fullness of her heart overflowed, mixed with the fire of shame, and she became more aggrieved and struggled again.

"Let go of me..." With a suppressed voice in her throat, she grabbed Qi Yan's hand in the dark, opened her mouth and bit down fiercely.

-hiss

pain.

Qi Yan snorted and gritted his teeth to hold back.

The pain became stronger and stronger, as if she was about to be torn off a piece of meat, she pressed her throat, panted with her mouth open, and trembled: "Bite...kill me..."

As soon as the voice fell, the sharp pain disappeared suddenly.

Listening to her painful gasp, Lu Zhiqiao finally couldn't bear it. He let go of her mouth bitterly, grabbed her hand and threw it against the wall, slammed it down, and put it in her palm like a baby, carefully replacing it. She rubbed it.

A teardrop came out of the corner of his eye, and it slid on the pillow.

"Would you like to pull your hair?" Qi Yan endured the pain, buried his head and kissed her ear, and said, picking up a strand of his own hair and throwing it on her face, "Here you are, you can pull it out."

Lu Zhiqiao didn't move, not even breathing.

"Jojo?"

"Jojo—"

"Joe...Ouch..." Qi Yan felt a pain in his scalp and raised his breath.

This time, she was pulling hard with enough strength, and she heard a "pop", her hair was really broken, I don't know if one or several hairs were broken, and she felt that her scalp was about to be torn off.

Should.

Make her fierce.

As long as you can coax good people, a few hairs are nothing.

Qi Yan gently rubbed his scalp, and the bitten place was still throbbing pains. She didn't care much, and moved her lips to kiss her ears and whispered, "I was too anxious in the afternoon... I shouldn't be fierce. You...I'm sorry..."

Another tear fell to his eyes.

Lu Zhiqiao breathed slowly, his nose and throat were somewhat blocked, but he could only breathe carefully so as not to be heard. Just like that, I was bored in the quilt, and it was really hard to endure, and I wanted to cry happily.

She also knew that she couldn't pass.

But she watched Qi Yan trapped in the pit, and a big rock on the mountain rolled down. Apart from rushing over, she couldn't do any extra thinking. It was just a choice she made subconsciously.

Afterwards, she was relieved, and then she realized the fear, she was indeed too impulsive. Fortunately, the stone got stuck in the mud. If it really hits her, she will be paralyzed if she is not dead. If something goes wrong with her, what will the daughter do? Do you want to entrust it to Qi Yan like last time?

At that time, she had no time to measure.

People have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but she cares more about Qi Yan's safety than herself.

At least for now, she doesn't regret rushing over.

She was hopeless.

She can't do without Qi Yan.

"But, Jojo...can't have another time, you know? At any time, you must put your safety first, don't do stupid things for me, you still have Niuniu."

"If you have an accident because of me, I can turn my head to find another woman, is it worth it? A fool." Qi Yan said in a breath, his lips lingering in her ears, slowly moved to her cheeks, gently grinding grind.

Lu Zhiqiao closed his eyes, rolled over and hugged Qi Yan tightly, burying his face in her hair.

"Jojo?"

Qi Yan was stunned.

There was a very soft sob in her arms, she was startled, and immediately shut her mouth, stretched her arms to hook Lu Zhiqiao's waist, patted her back, silently comforted.

The sobbing gradually stopped.

"Qi Yan..."

"Um?"

"I'm not an idiot."

Qi Yan froze, his heart leaped vigorously, feeling that there was a deeper meaning in this sentence. She tasted it repeatedly, but she couldn't understand it, or she was not sure.

The night was quiet, and I was panicked in the nest.

For a long time, she asked softly: "What do you mean?"

Lu Zhiqiao didn't answer, and touched her face with his mouth, as if intentionally or unintentionally.

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