There is Something Wrong with My Omega Ex-wife

The sun sets, and the day goes by in a hurry.

In the last self-study class, the bright lights were turned on in the classroom, and I still did not hide the drowsiness.

Yu Mo and Wei Lai were lying on the table one by one, and both fell asleep, feeling very uncomfortable.

The math class representative knocked on Yu Mo's desk at this moment and said, "Yumo, the math teacher is looking for you."

Yu silently became energetic.

Knowing that Zhang Wenmin must have asked herself to talk about participating in the competition, she hurriedly said "thank you" to the math class representative, and hurriedly walked to the office of the math group.

Yu Mo strode to the office of the math group.

Before her breath calmed down, she knocked on the door and said, "Report."

Zhang Wenmin was bending over to receive the water in front of the drinking fountain. Seeing Yu Mo standing at the door, he beckoned, "Come here."

Yu Mo said "Hey" and followed Zhang Wenmin.

Hanging hands on the side of the skirt, clenched the skirt slightly.

Rarely restrained.

"Calling you, I don't know where your level is... I want to explore your bottom..." Zhang Wenmin said as he flipped through the messy workbooks on the table, and finally watched him learn from a workbook. A paper was selected.

"This set of papers, now you do the four questions on the first side, and I will give you twenty..." Zhang Wenmin raised his head and glanced at his watch, then changed his words: "Half an hour."

Yu Mo respectfully took the paper and glanced hastily.

This paper does not have a bold title in the upper left corner of the first side like other papers. This paper has nothing. It is a big topic. The front and back are two sides. There are a total of eight subjects. They are not what Yu Mo is learning now in class, but are related to competition questions. Related stuff.

Zhang Wenmin glanced at Yu Mo who sat aside and studied the topic, took a sip of tea, and said, "Don't think about searching for answers on the Internet, I'm watching them all."

Yu Mo glanced at the four big questions before him, and had a few thoughts in his heart.

She looked up at Zhang Wenmin, her tone relaxed and presumptuous: "Teacher, don't worry, I'm not that kind of person."

To be honest, Yu Mo actually doesn't have much sense of distance from Zhang Wenmin in this life, and even feels kind.

With so many teachers in the previous life, she fell in love with Zhang Wenmin and killed each other. Although she said she was annoying, she was actually grateful to him.

To some extent, Zhang Wenmin is one of her hidden Bole.

"What kind of person are you not?" Although Zhang Wenmin only met Yu Mo in this life, but looking at the smiling little girl in front of him, he felt a little more preference in his heart, and said, "In my class, apart from talking to When you sleep together, you just play with your mobile phone. If I don’t think you are a good seed, I won’t care about you!"

"Hey, I see, teacher, don't you talk so loudly." Yu Mo looked at the teachers who were still working around, and did not scream with Zhang Wenmin.

"I promise, I won't let you down this time!" Yu Mo swears by putting out four fingers on the side of his head.

This oath was not only to Zhang Wenmin, but also to himself in his heart by Yu Mo.

Zhang Wenmin glanced at Yu Mo, and pursed his mouth pretending to be disgusted, "You girl, it's best not to let me down."

Three minutes have passed since the old clock on the wall in Yu Guangli, Zhang Wenmin stopped chatting with Yu Mo, and waved his hand: "Okay, let's do the problem, it's all five minutes."

"Yeah." Yu Mo looked at the paper on the table, lowered his head and stopped joking with Zhang Wenmin.

Miaozhen walked creakingly, and people came and went in the rustling maths group office.

Zhang Wenmin also worried that Yu Mo would be affected at the beginning, but he turned his head to look.

Yu Mo lowered his head, a draft paper and a pen.

Write and draw, eyes focused, not affected at all.

Zhang Wenmin felt a lot of relief in his heart, and he picked up his vintage jar and took a sip of water.

The minute hand followed the second hand in a circle, and quickly moved twenty times.

Yu Mo's pen also neatly clicked a black dot at the end of the last question, which symbolized the end.

These questions do take some time for a 23-year-old who has been away from campus for eight years.

But her current body is a fifteen-year-old girl, who still has a sharpness of numbers that no one can touch.

The idea of ​​each question is like a blocked stream in Yu Mo's mind.

Once a hole was opened, it rushed forward.

The pen and ink smoothly leaves a neat and perfect problem-solving step on the paper.

"I'm done." Yu Mo buttoned his cap, looked up at the clock, and proudly preached to Zhang Wenmin.

Zhang Wenmin, who was still correcting his homework, looked at the time in surprise. It was only twenty minutes, "So fast?"

"Awesome?" Yu Mo took the paper and stood proudly in front of Zhang Wenmin.

"You'd better not even know it." Zhang Wenmin took off his reading glasses slightly, and reached out to take Yu Mo's papers.

Just a glance at Zhang Wenmin knew that Yu Mo's solution was beautiful, and he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Yo!"

Then Zhang Wenmin stopped talking, and focused on correcting the paper for Yu Mo.

Except for the wrong results caused by carelessness, the rest of the problem-solving ideas and steps are all very good.

Looking at the smile on Zhang Wenmin's face, Yu Mo couldn't help but jump for joy.

She peeped at Zhang Wenmin and asked expectantly: "What does the teacher think of me?"

Yu Mo is waiting,

Wait for an affirmation.

"It's okay." Zhang Wenmin didn't deliberately flatter Yu Mo too much. He clicked on a few places where he drew circles, and said: "It's just careless."

"In the future, I will be more strict with you than ordinary classmates in the class. You have to be psychologically prepared." Zhang Wenmin said again, "Although it is a bit early to prepare for the competition now, everything must be accumulated. do you know?"

"I know." Yu Mo immediately grabbed the laughter and became serious.

Zhang Wenmin: "In the future, you can choose to do the homework that I will assign. You will have to do it. You will come to me with the questions in the self-study class."

"Well, I remembered." Yu Mo nodded.

"Nothing else, let's go back. This point is about to end." Zhang Wenmin glanced at Yu Mo and waved.

"Thank you teacher." Yu Mo respectfully bowed to Zhang Wenmin, turned and left.

The forsythia flowers in the flowerbeds of the teaching building are already in full bloom, one by one stacked on top of each other.

Branches with bent petals hang on the ground with a thin layer of grass.

The fragrance of flowers rose in the wind, along the open windows in the corridor, filling the teaching building.

Yu Mo heard that his body and mind were relaxed, and he felt light in his feet.

She knew this was an opportunity to change her destiny.

She wants to hold it firmly, hold on tight.

As soon as Yu Mo's feet stepped into the class door, he saw a person sitting in his seat.

Wei Lai chatted with the man fiercely, laughing wildly.

Yu Mo knew who that person was without guessing—Li Qingqing.

Li Qingqing also saw Yu Mo, got up and gave Yu Mo aside her seat, and said, "I'm looking for you to get a note for Shuyu."

"Notes?" Yu Mo paused, only then did he remember such a thing.

Today I only thought about the math competition, and I forgot to have such a thing with Shen Shuyu in the morning.

It's interesting to think about it. I used to take Shen Shuyu's words as imperial decree.

Don't dare to forget, trembling.

This time it's good, forget about it completely.

This is the feeling of not being held back by others.

Don't live for others, be free, just for yourself.

Yu Mo was in a better mood.

While looking for her own notes, she preached to Li Qingqing: "Wait a moment."

"Are you not ready yet?" Li Qingqing was a little surprised.

"Ang." Yu Mo deliberately kept a distance from the people around Shen Shuyu, and didn't answer Li Qingqing's questions much.

He just bowed his head and quickly found out the notebook for today's few lessons.

Yu Mo clicked on the notebook, and after confirming that it was not too much or too much, he handed it to Li Qingqing, "Yes."

Li Qingqing took the notebook and asked, "Yu Mo, do you have anything you want me to bring to Shuyu?"

Yu Mo glanced at Li Qingqing, she really remembered that she had something to send to Shen Shuyu.

Yu Mo nodded and said, "Yes."

Li Qingqing smiled.

I thought that I would tell her Yu Mo's concern for Shuyu, and I don't know what she would be happy about.

Maybe the disease will heal immediately.

Li Qingqing: "Then you tell me, I will bring it to Shuyu as it is."

Yu Mo: "Remember to return the notes to me tomorrow, I will use them."

Li Qingqing heard every word of Yu Mo clearly.

But I felt shocked again.

She frowned and looked at Yu Mo in disbelief, "That's it?"

Yu Mo was suspicious at first, and then keenly caught the loss in Li Qingqing's eyes.

It seems that she wants to make herself say something about Shen Shuyu?

Then she really made the wrong idea.

I am not one of Shen Shuyu's, and would not follow their expectations and say that kind of sympathy.

With a bit of ridicule, Yu Mo asked, "Otherwise, Li Qingqing thinks, what should I say?"

Looking at the expression on Yu Mo's face, Li Qingqing felt some chills in her heart.

She shook her head and patted Yu Mo's notes, "It's nothing. I have the notes, so I will leave."

Li Qingqing walked out of the class door and looked back at Yu Mo in the class.

Under the incandescent lamp, she talked and laughed with Wei Lai, the feeling in her eyes that had made her heart tremble completely disappeared.

This is the Yu Mo Li Qingqing knows in her daily life.

Zhang Yang and brilliant, full of youthful spirit.

This was the first time Li Qingqing felt the coldness hidden in Yu Mo that did not belong to her age.

Or... She is indifferent to the three words Shen Shuyu.

The sun that had not yet dissipated in the evening reluctantly portrayed the outline of the small stone-blue bungalow at Shen Shuyu's house.

The window on the second floor was shining with warm yellow light, and a slender figure was painted on the window by light and shadow.

Just like Western oil painting.

Shen Shuyu was sitting dignifiedly at the desk looking at a thick financial book.

The light fell gently on her side face, and her cheeks that had recovered a bit of blood were slightly red.

Under the long eyelashes, a pair of clear and focused eyes.

The surroundings are quiet and beautiful.

There was a sound of cars passing by from downstairs.

The sound of closing the car door sounded with a "bang", simply and neatly.

After a short period of silence, Shen Shuyu heard the sound of footsteps coming from far and near outside the door.

Immediately after the door of her room was knocked, Li Qingqing held Yu Mo's notes and pushed open the door of Shen Shuyu.

"Thank you." Shen Shuyu got up and took the notes in Li Qingqing's hand, and beckoned her to sit on a chair and rest.

"What's the hard work, it's just a few notes." Li Qingqing waved her hand and took the white porcelain teacup from Shen Shuyu.

Li Qingqing lowered her head and took a sip. The milk tea was warmed at the best temperature, mellow and silky.

The familiar and missed taste burst into Li Qingqing's mouth, stirring.

Surprises popped out of her eyes like stars.

This is Li Qingqing’s favorite milk tea from the hand-made milk tea shop, which is especially difficult to get.

"Oh my God, my rain, you really love me too much!" Li Qingqing lightly licked the tips of her lips soaked in milk tea, and the unpleasantness she had just experienced with Yu Mo disappeared completely.

After a cup of milk tea was exhausted, Li Qingqing wiped her mouth with satisfaction.

At a glance, she saw that Shen Shuyu was already holding Yu Mo's notebook and flipping through it.

There were emotions in her eyes that Li Qingqing had never seen before.

The cold water in the pool felt soft and sweet.

"You seem to be very happy?" Li Qingqing asked.

"Of course." Shen Shuyu nodded and admitted.

She smiled and curled like a white rose in full bloom.

Make no secret, straightforward and brilliant.

Li Qingqing thinks this is too exaggerated, she has never seen Shen Shuyu look like this.

In her impression, Shen Shuyu was very calm at all times.

She was so calm that she felt that there was nothing in this world that could cause a wave of waves on her face.

However, these are just a few simple and ordinary notebooks.

Shen Shuyu was so happy as a child who got some rare toy.

"Are you as for the rain, just a few notebooks?" Li Qingqing asked disapprovingly.

Shen Shuyu glanced at Li Qingqing and retorted: "You don't understand."

She put the notebook on her knees carefully, and her eyes stayed on the chic and unrestrained "Yumo" for a long time.

Refused to move.

"I don't understand? Let me take a look at the magic of her notes. It can make you happy like this." Li Qingqing said that she got to Shen Shuyu's side and took Yu Mo's notes.

Yu Mo's handwriting was not particularly serious, and there was a slight rush in several places.

But in a hurry and unrestrained.

At a glance, Yu Mo's handwriting was neat and tidy.

"You said a man from down town, how could the writing be so beautiful?" Li Qingqing exclaimed.

Shen Shuyu's eyes changed, and his fingers tightened.

She should have realized that Yu Mo was born again in that math class.

The font used by Yu Mo in high school was not like this at all.

This word was once taught to her by holding her hand in her own hand.

…

It was an early morning when it was raining, and the rain washed the heat of midsummer, dampening the impulsiveness and pressing it into the soil.

The room with the door open was filled with freshness that had been washed.

Shen Shuyu wore this dark green suspender dress and stood behind the large agarwood desk in the study.

Holding a brush with a goose jade handle with skeletal fingers, her arm was slightly raised, and she wrote the word "rain" on a piece of rice paper elegantly and without losing strength.

Shen Shuyu is a rare day of leisure.

It's raining, so it's most suitable for you to study characters in the study and cultivate your character.

Unlike the quiet and leisure here, Yu walked hurriedly from the bedroom on the second floor outside the room.

Stepping barefoot on the pure white carpet, his eyes panicked.

Last night, Yu Mo got up a little bit too late. He opened his eyes and promised to accompany him at home today. Shen Shuyu disappeared.

Anxiety and loss are intertwined in Yu Mo's heart.

She hurriedly put on an oversize white shirt and ran off.

The shirt barely covered the roots of Yu Mo's thighs, and the pair of tight and smooth long legs were bare and white.

Finally, she held onto the entrance glass of the study and saw Shen Shuyu.

The gentle light hit Shen Shuyu's body, and the dark green silk satin was radiant, making her skin fairer than Xuexue.

The skirt on Shen Shuyu is not tight, satin is lazy, and he doesn't want to describe the curve of the owner's body.

It's just that there is a split on the side of the skirt up to the root of the thigh, and Shen Shuyu's well-proportioned white and tender long legs are looming in the dark green ocean.

Laziness reveals **** and seductive.

Yu Mo's throat rolled, hiding in the doorway and wanting to take a few more peeks.

But she didn't want Shen Shuyu to have noticed her.

Shen Shuyu raised her dense eyelashes lightly, and her calm silver eyes stared at Yu Mo: "Awake?"

"Yeah." Yu Mo nodded and walked to Shen Shuyu's side.

On the table are a few lower letters with chic and thin gold fonts, which are not like the fonts of Shen Shuyu's usual handwriting.

"My sister is practicing a new font?" Yu Mo asked.

Shen Shuyu held a pen and looked down at the newly written words, as if asking casually: "Want to learn with me?"

Yu Mo looked at Shen Shuyu, who was standing opposite, with sly eyes: "If my sister teaches me, I will think."

Shen Shuyu raised his eyes to Yu Mo and beckoned to her: "Come here."

Knowing that Shen Shuyu agreed, Yu Mo immediately walked around her and stood at the table under her guidance.

Yu Mo, who didn't know what to do, stood at the table looking at these exquisite four treasures of the study, and was about to ask Shen Shuyu what to do.

Yu Mo felt that he was lightly covered by someone behind him, and Shen Shuyu's arm was wrapped around him, and she put the pen in her hand into his hand.

"This font should suit you well." Shen Shuyu held Yu Mo's hand and slowly danced on the paper.

Two equally slender and delicate hands overlap each other.

Shen Shuyu's hand was covering Yu Mo's, his bones and ice muscles were warm and comfortable.

Yu Mo's heart beat like a drum.

Except between the bedclothes, she and Shen Shuyu seldom have such intimate behaviors.

Xia Feng carried the fragrance of rain into the room slowly, Yu Mo was surrounded by the scent of tea plum, which disturbed her.

Mingming Yumo's eyes are on the rice paper, but her eyes are all Shen Shuyu.

A curved collarbone was lightly covered under her long hair, and little red marks were looming in it.

That was the trail of the rain last night.

Yu Mo personally planted it.

In Yu Mo's impression, Shen Shuyu rarely exposed such obscure traces in this way.

She had never seen Shen Shuyu so calm under such incandescent sunlight.

Yu Mo watched the heat on his face and his throat became dry.

Shen Shuyu clearly felt the change in Yu Mo, stopped her hand, and said, "Not paying attention."

"No, elder sister, I just..." Yu Mo was afraid that Shen Shuyu would not want to teach himself, and hurriedly turned around to explain.

But she met Shen Shuyu's drooping eyes.

The dark tide is surging, full of love.

In this study, there is no such thing as being inattentive.

Wen Tun's breath circulated between the two.

The smell of the other party's pheromone that still remained in each other last night floated.

Yu Mo reflexively squeezed Shen Shuyu's hand, and the pen made by Yujing fell to the ground with a snap.

Sugar cubes made of sea salt caramel fell into the overturned tea plum wine.

The cool breeze does not reduce the restlessness in summer.

The calligraphy that day ended in overturning the inkstone.

The ink was turned over, and it looked like a mass of inferior freehand brushwork on the pure white carpet.

Shen Shuyu gave up the carpet and also put down the font that didn't suit him.

But because of Shen Shuyu's sentence at that time, "You fit this font." When Yu Mo was free, he would practice silently in the study.

The battle turns and the stars move, day and night rotate.

Shen Shuyu received a confession letter written to her by Yu Mo when the New Year came.

The font is exquisite and chic, but Shen Shuyu did not realize that this was the focus of the letter Yu Mo gave her.

Only one kiss hastily.

"I'm really hateful." Shen Shuyu looked at the beautiful font on Yu Mo's notebook, rubbed his finger at the note that Yu Default really wrote the formula, annoyed and regretted.

She didn't know how many details like this she had overlooked.

How many times have you not taken Yu Mo's mind seriously?

When I and Yu Mo have reached the point where they are today, they really deserve it.

Li Qingqing looked at Shen Shuyu so lonely, knowing that she had remembered the past, and hurriedly comforted: "Don't be like this, Shuyu, Yu Mo asked me to talk to you! She said, she hopes. Take care of your body... well, go back to school early."

Shen Shuyu glanced at Li Qingqing, with a light tone: "Lying."

"...Well, how can there be..." Li Qingqing quibbleed, but when she glanced at Shen Shuyu's eyes, she lowered her head and muttered to herself: "Shuyu, why are you so hard to lie... why are you? See through me!"

Shen Shuyu smiled.

She had just heard Li Qingqing say this, she was really taken aback, and she was overjoyed.

But this is only a moment.

Then Shen Shuyu became sober.

With a bitter smile, Shen Shuyu replied with a bleak expression: "It's not that she sees through you, but she doesn't care about me at all now."

This smile severely hurt Li Qingqing's eyes.

Li Qingqing stretched out her hand to pass Shen Shuyu, and put her in her arms hard: "It's okay, Shuyu, she doesn't care about you, you still have me! Don't be sad, I will help you chase Yu Mo back of."

Shen Shuyu leaned against Li Qingqing's arms, and a warm current surged through his heart.

This is the first time she has experienced this kind of warmth called "friendship".

Because of Yu Mo, the long-frozen heart of Shen Shuyu in this life was destroyed and broken by the ice.

Gradually understand the feelings.

After a while, Shen Shuyu's eyes lighted up again. She looked at the unrestrained and unrestrained "Yumo" on the page, her eyes firm, "Yes, chase her back."

The crescent moon turned into a half moon, and a handful of bright and clean fell into the Shen Shuyu room lit with warm yellow light.

Shen Shuyu's long hair is lightly drooping, his eyes are focused, and he is turning page after page of Yu Mo's notes.

Suddenly Shen Shuyu frowned.

There is something wrong in Yu Mo's notes.

Shen Shuyu picks up the pen and is about to correct it on Yu Mo's notes. But as soon as the pen dropped a point, Shen Shuyu immediately put down the pen.

Yu Mo definitely didn't want his notes to appear on hers.

So Shen Shuyu pulled out the post-it note from the small box, picked up the pen again and wrote the correct answer on it carefully, carefully pasting it on Yu Mo's notebook, making notes.

The corner of Shen Shuyu's mouth conjured up a satisfying smile.

Her words are juxtaposed with Yu Mo's, as if they were leaning together again.

I don't know if Yu Mo's other notes are the same.

Shen Shuyu was not at ease.

Although she was tired and sleepy after taking the medicine, she opened another notebook.

The hour hand turned round and round, until it turned to twelve, Shen Shuyu closed the last note of Yu Mo.

She looked at the dozens of notes she had corrected for Yu Mo, and held these ordinary notebooks in her arms extremely precious.

She is not worried about whether this book is clean. The cheap book is clinging to the white satin pajamas worn on Shen Shuyu's body and her exposed delicate skin.

Close to her heart.

This is the closest distance between Shen Shuyu and Yu Mo in these days.

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