After Escaping Marriage [GL]

Senior year group office.

In the printer, one after another, the paper spit out the scent of ink, and with the final buzzing sound, the program was finished, and Yu Qingtang sat in the office chair in a trance.

After a few minutes, she pulled away from the empty state, got up, took out the printed test paper from the paper spout, and put it in the drawer on the left.

Cheng Zhanxi took her inexplicable daze into his eyes.

Half an hour ago, she just agreed to Cheng Zhanxi's invitation to go to the movies.

Then she did.

Looking at the flowers in the fog, the fog can't help the wind, and the flowers are looming and budding in the fading fog.

Yu Qingtang glanced at her phone, went to a meeting, and came back in half an hour.

It was the third time this week that a class teacher came to report disciplinary issues to Yu Qingtang between classes.

The class discipline of Class 7 has always been very good, even when they jointly signed a letter to change the class teacher, under the strict organization of Li Lan and other class committees, it was not like it is now. The teacher walked into the classroom and was still noisy, chattering, and chattering from time to time in class. The naughty group was cured well, and Hu Juan never came to tell Tianyou again.

The problem is not a big problem, but the small talk itself greatly affects the state of the teacher's class. Yang Li, who is in the same office as Yu Qingtang, also recently reported that Li Lan, the monitor, was talking to Lian Yabing, who was across the aisle, in class.

Even Li Lan is like this, others can imagine.

It's not that they don't want to study anymore, they just feel that they have learned too well. In the last monthly exam, the seventh class performed well in every way. Before they even realized it, they became complacent, communicated with each other in class, ignored the teacher, and their hearts were higher than the sky.

Yu Qingtang thought of a countermeasure and taught them to be students again, which was the freshly released math test paper in her hand.

When the class bell rang, Yu Qingtang walked into the classroom, handed the test paper to Lian Yabing, and motioned her to pass it on.

In the classroom, there was a clatter of rubbing the papers passing the test papers.

Yu Qingtang said calmly, "We won't be lecturing in this session, let's take a quiz."

She looked at the whole classroom from the podium, and most of the students looked relaxed and turned their writing to review the questions. A small number of students with average math scores were not scratching their heads like they used to. The frivolous atmosphere of the class affected them. The boys in the back row who were tutored by Yu Qingtang alone every day were especially serious.

Yu Qingtang got off the podium, walked around the classroom slowly with his hands behind his back, and stopped beside Lian Yabing, the math class representative. Lian Ya Bingyue scored two full marks in the math test, and tied for the first place in the single subject with a girl in the experimental class. If it wasn't for the serious partiality, she should enter the experimental class in the first year of high school.

The difficulty of this set of questions is medium, and it is even easier for a top student like Lian Yabing. Just a few minutes after it was posted, her multiple-choice questions on the first side have been completed, and a black gel pen neatly filled in one in the brackets. C.

But her brows were furrowed, especially when she completed question 11 and the correct answer calculated on the scratch paper was C again.

Lian Yabing had difficulty writing, but still ticked off option C in question 11.

The last question is quite difficult to choose and requires a lot of calculation. Lian Yabing calculated the entire scratch paper, matched the answer with the four options, and both eyes were black.

Still C!

All multiple-choice questions in a paper are C, is it possible? ! Either the test paper is crazy or she is wrong, no, she must be wrong.

Lian Yabing redo the multiple-choice questions 1-12 from scratch, and came up with the exact same answer. She began to pull her hair, her face wrinkled into a bitter gourd.

Yu Qingtang admired her reflection throughout the whole process, and endured no expression.

The performance of other students was similar to hers, frowning and scratching their heads.

jingle bell -

After class, Lian Yabing put down the pen with a dignified expression, put up the test paper, and Yu Qingtang returned to the office with the paper.

The seventh class immediately rioted.

"I'm dead, I'm dead, I chose a lot of C's for multiple-choice questions!!!"

"Me too!"

"The last question should be B, right? 2√6."

"Why did I calculate 2√3, which is C."

Li Lan patted Lian Yabing's arm with his hand: "What did you choose for the last question?"

Lian Yabing was in a trance: "A."

Li Lan: "Ah? How could it be A?"

Lian Yabing buried her face in her arms and said sullenly, "I don't know, don't ask me."

She finished the big questions at the back, and then came back to do the multiple-choice questions full of mystery. She calculated the 12 questions no less than a dozen times. "Happy" is that she calculated all four options of ABCD, even Yabing. crazy. In the end, I filled in one blindly. As long as it wasn't C, it would be easy to say. She now feels sick when she sees C.

She must have failed the exam this time.

In the fourth class in the morning, Yu Qingtang used a red pen to correct her homework in the office, smiling while holding her forehead.

Fortunately, her seat was hidden, otherwise other teachers would see that Yu Qingtang was evil.

Cheng Zhanxi's vision can see everything clearly, so she came over and asked in a low voice curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

Yu Qingtang knew that she was tired of math, so she only showed her the piece of paper with the correct answers.

Cheng Zhanxi took a look.

ho! good guy! A series of Cs are neat and tidy, with a full 12, and there is no room for other options.

Cheng Zhanxi looked at the paper in hand again, and the answer column of the multiple-choice question. A certain classmate finally chose the wrong option after falsifying it a few times. He also laughed and said, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Yu Qingtang shook the red pen in his hand, quite relaxed and proud, and said, "I deliberately changed the correct answer to option C in the document one by one."

Cheng Zhanxi clasped his fists: "Mr. Yu is amazing."

With a smile hidden in the corner of Yu Qingtang's eyes, he said modestly, "Where."

After school at noon, the two ate Shaxian at the school gate and went home hand in hand. Yu Qingtang didn't have a lunch break today. She had a math session in the afternoon. She planned to finish the morning papers in one go, and then sent them out to educate the little bunnies.

2102.

Yu Qingtang sat at Cheng Zhanxi's desk, with the test papers spread out in front of him, grading under the transparent light of the study.

Obviously the same study layout, the tables and chairs are similar, why is Cheng Zhanxi so well lit and the chairs are more comfortable to sit on.

Cheng Zhanxi brought a plate of washed raisins and creamy strawberries and put them in her hand.

She waited for a while and found that Yu Qingtang really focused on work, going through the papers page by page, and didn't even look at the fruit or the person who brought it.

Cheng Zhanxi sighed helplessly in his heart, picked out a big red strawberry, and brought it to Yu Qingtang's lips thoughtfully.

At the same time that the strawberry appeared in Yu Qingtang's field of vision, she habitually lowered her head to bite, and her soft lips touched Cheng Zhanxi's fingertips. Cheng Zhanxi had just washed the fruit, and his fingertips were slightly cold, and the feeling was obvious.

Yu Qingtang resisted the urge to look up, bit off the strawberry, pulled the tissue in the drawer box and wiped the strawberry juice from the corner of his lips.

"Thank you." Her voice was very low.

Cheng Zhanxi put half of her leftover strawberry in her mouth, the root was a little sour, but her heart was sweet.

Cheng Zhanxi gently pinned her ear hair for her, and said, "don't disturb you, I'll go to sleep."

"Okay." Yu Qingtang raised her head and watched her go out to the door, closing the study door.

Yu Qingtang picked up a strawberry from the plate and pinched it on her fingertips. She imitated Cheng Zhanxi's action of feeding herself a strawberry, biting her mouth open, her lips touching her fingertips, and slowly feeling the difference.

After a few seconds, she laughed at herself, ate the whole strawberry, and wiped her fingers.

She had licked her fingers before eating potato chips. Can licking herself be the same as licking Cheng Zhanxi?

Her thinking suddenly paused here, licking Cheng Zhanxi's fingers?

Yu Qingtang's thoughts slid uncontrollably, and a hazy picture appeared in her mind. After a long time, her breathing stagnated, and her face turned crimson.

Yu Qingtang shook his head and hurriedly drove this absurd picture out of his mind.

Change the paper, change the paper.

Yu Qingtang has been a teacher for almost a semester, her proficiency in correcting papers has improved, and after all the exam papers have been approved, there are still fifteen minutes before the end of the usual lunch break, so she simply lay on the desk and rested for a while.

Cheng Zhanxi pushed the door open at 1:30 and came in, Yu Qingtang's ears moved slightly and he woke up.

But she was not fully awake, and with sleepy eyes, she opened her arms to Cheng Zhanxi.

Cheng Zhanxi came over and hugged her. She hung her hands on Cheng Zhanxi's waist, rubbed in her arms, and closed her eyes.

If you don't sleep at noon, the day is wasted. Yu Qingtang raced against time to catch up on sleep in the elevator. In order to make her sleep longer, Cheng Zhanxi went down to the underground garage, drove to school, and let her sleep in the car.

After sleeping intermittently for half an hour, Yu Qingtang gradually woke up on the school road to the office.

In the afternoon, the English class of Class 7 has another test.

English is different from mathematics, except that writing is all multiple-choice questions, Yang Li naturally moved a bit on the options, sitting on the podium smiling and watching every classmate doubt life.

After the exam, Lian Yabing looked at Li Lan: "You..."

Li Lan interrupted her: "Don't ask, asking is autistic."

Lian Yabing laughed: "Okay."

The students in Class 7, whose tails were raised to the sky, were pulled hard by the head teacher and the English teacher.

The math test paper was sent out, and Xiang Tianyou got all the multiple-choice questions right. According to the principle of "choose C if you don't have multiple-choice questions", he could always get one or two right. Single item got full marks.

Lian Yabing broke the jar and threw two wrong multiple-choice questions.

After beating the students, Yu Qingtang returned to the office, and for a period of time before school, she seemed to be working, but she was in a daze.

jingle bell -

The campus radio starts playing upbeat pop songs.

Yu Qingtang slowly cleared the table, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at Cheng Zhanxi, who was smiling slightly across from him.

"Have you packed up?" Cheng Zhanxi came to her side.

"Okay." Yu Qingtang locked the drawer with the key and got up.

After leaving the school gate, the sun was setting, and the traffic flowed into a long golden dragon on the street, and the white Audi A4 merged into the traffic flow.

Yu Qingtang asked, "Eat first or watch a movie first?"

Cheng Zhanxi said, "Eat first, what do you want to eat?"

The corner of Yu Qingtang's mouth twitched slightly.

Cheng Zhanxi raised the corner of her lips with her fingertips and said with a smile, "I'm kidding you, you don't have to decide, we'll eat Thai food today."

Thai-style lemon shrimp, Tom Yum soup, seafood and pineapple rice, and finally a signature special platter.

When he was full of tea and food, Cheng Zhanxi led Yu Qingtang to the cinema on the fifth floor.

The mall's electronic calendar shows: December 26, 2018.

Yesterday was the first Christmas since the two met. Yu Qingtang had a busy day at work and received several greeting cards and small gifts from classmates. When he got home, it was after ten o'clock in the evening. There was no date, and no romantic stories happened. Wonderful Christmas.

But on the old almanac, today, it is appropriate to accept the color.

Cinemas in the city center never worry about the flow of people. Nearby white-collar workers eat and drink in shopping malls and go upstairs to enter the cinema.

When Cheng Zhanxi picked up the ticket, Yu Qingtang stood beside her and watched her operate the ticket machine with novelty. With her long fingers, she flexibly entered two strings of numbers, and the two paper tickets were spit out.

"What did you buy?"

Cheng Zhanxi handed it to her, the title of the film "Girl in the Clouds".

Yu Qingtang blinked: "What are you talking about?"

Cheng Zhanxi looked down at her fluttering eyelashes and said softly, "I don't know either."

She really didn't know. After reading the introduction, she didn't understand what the story was about. In short, it was a romantic movie with a male and female protagonist.

At the same time, there are sci-fi blockbusters released, world-renowned directors, 3DIMAX giant screen, exciting and shocking, many people are coming for this movie. Cheng Zhanxi sat in the waiting hall and listened to the staff on the radio keep saying, "XXX who watched the X points and X points can enter the venue."

The people next to him entered wave after wave, and Yu Qingtang glanced at the crowd of people, and then glanced at the tickets in his hand.

Cheng Zhanxi suddenly felt a little guilty.

Or do they also watch sci-fi blockbusters? The first time I took Yu Qingtang to see a movie, I ended up watching a bad movie. This...

Cheng Zhanxi thought for a while, leaned over and asked Yu Qingtang in a low voice, "Do you want to watch that sci-fi movie?"

Yu Qingtang: "Didn't you buy all the tickets?"

Cheng Zhanxi: "We can change one."

Yu Qingtang looked down at the movie ticket that had just been printed out. The paper was smooth and the writing was clear. She rubbed the ticket with her fingertips and said, "Do you want to change it?"

Cheng Zhanxi: "I can do it."

Yu Qingtang said: "Forget it, just look at this."

Who you watch a movie with is important, not what you watch. Cheng Zhanxi wrapped her hand together with the movie ticket in the palm, and said softly, "Okay."

The staff at the ticket gate said: "You can enter the venue after watching "The Girl in the Cloud" at 8:30."

Cheng Zhanxi and Yu Qingtang stood up, and two other people stood up. Compared to the liveliness just now, their group of moviegoers looked a bit shabby.

Cheng Zhanxi couldn't help but glance at Yu Qingtang again.

Shouldn't she feel that her eyesight is bad?

Four people checked the tickets to enter the venue. Cheng Zhanxi and Yu Qingtang walked behind the two people. Yu Qingtang said in a relaxed voice in a volume that only they could hear: "It's finally quiet."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled: "Are you too noisy?"

Yu Qingtang nodded.

Cheng Zhanxi said, "I will take you to watch a movie at my house in the future. There is an audio-visual room on the basement floor of my house."

Yu Qingtang turned to look at the movie poster in the corridor, but did not answer.

The corridor was dimly lit, the carpet was soft, and the feet were a little fluttering on the ground. Cheng Zhanxi hugged Yu Qingtang's waist and turned left at the end of the sign to Hall 5. The heavy wooden door was closed, and Cheng Zhanxi opened it with one hand, letting Yu Qingtang go in first, and she followed.

There were advertisements on the big screen, the lights in the hall were on, and Yu Qingtang could clearly see the arrangement of the seats inside.

The front is a single seat, and the rear two rows are two-seater sofas.

If Yu Qingtang came twice more, he would know that the two-seater sofa has a nickname, called the lovers seat.

Cheng Zhanxi took her hand and sat on the double sofa in the penultimate row. The milk tea and popcorn bought outside were placed on both ends of the armrest.

The two who came ahead of them sat in the middle.

"Why don't they sit on the sofa?" Yu Qingtang looked up and asked the woman beside her in a low voice.

"They don't have a good relationship with us."

"Oh."

Cheng Zhanxi handed the milk tea straw to her lips, Yu Qingtang took a sip, and Cheng Zhanxi took a sip with the straw she had taken, and put it back in place casually.

Yu Qingtang glanced at the straw, then at Cheng Zhanxi's red lips that were still moist and full in the dim light, and lowered her eyes.

Cheng Zhanxi: "what are you thinking?"

Yu Qingtang was startled by the sudden voice, obviously Cheng Zhanxi just whispered something in her ear.

Yu Qingtang curled her ears and hair uncomfortably, and pursed her lips: "It's nothing."

Also look! Are straws so pretty?

Yu Qingtang forced herself to face the big screen, they came in early, and they kept putting up commercials and various trailers.

She opened her eyes wide, as if this would make her mind only have advertisements and previews.

Cheng Zhanxi looked funny and asked her, "Is there any movie you are interested in?"

Yu Qingtang said solemnly, "I'll take a look."

"Then look." Cheng Zhanxi took the milk tea, took a sip and handed it to Yu Qingtang.

Yu Qingtang held her breath, lowered her head and covered the light red lip grease on the front of the straw, and swallowed a sip of milk tea with the smell of a woman, she bit her lip and pulled away, her heartbeat a little chaotic.

Cheng Zhanxi: "Why didn't you watch the preview?"

Yu Qingtang came back from the wandering and looked at the big screen in front of him.

The preview came to an abrupt end, the screen went black, and all the lights in the theater were dimmed.

Cheng Zhanxi only had a dark outline left beside her, but the two of them held hands and intertwined their fingers.

"It's started." Cheng Zhanxi came over to remind her.

It was too dark to see clearly, and Cheng Zhanxi's lips accidentally touched her auricle, bringing a numb electric current.

Yu Qingtang froze all over, until the screen turned on again, and the warm breath was gone.

The experience of watching a movie in the cinema is completely different from that at home. The big screen itself is a kind of enjoyment. Yu Qingtang gradually relaxed and let himself devote himself to the plot of the film.

During the viewing process, Cheng Zhanxi changed his other hand to hold her hand, and wrapped his left hand around her waist to make her stick closer to him.

The two often hug, but rarely like this.

Occasionally watching TV on the sofa at home, the two of them would not hold hands, because it was awkward, and they had to eat snacks, so they couldn't make time. But the atmosphere of the cinema is very suitable. In the semi-dark space and the soft and spacious seats, the two of them naturally lean against each other, absorb each other's body temperature, and smell the fragrance of each other's body.

In the movie, the male protagonist and the female protagonist reluctantly separated and cried, but Yu Qingtang couldn't remember why they decided to separate a few minutes ago.

She is so fragrant.

The screening room is air-conditioned, so the coats and coats are placed next to them. The two of them are wearing cashmere sweaters that are close to the body and keep warm. The physical contact becomes very clear in the senses. Cheng Zhanxi hugged her and sat on the side slightly, squeezing her arm softly, Yu Qingtang didn't dare to move her arm.

Cheng Zhanxi seemed to be unaware, adjusting to a more comfortable sitting position from time to time, and rubbed over.

Yu Qingtang's face was getting hotter and hotter, but fortunately, it was covered in darkness and was not noticed.

Yu Qingtang couldn't take it anymore, her mind was stunned, she separated the hand that was intertwined with Cheng Zhanxi, and pulled out her arm, but after pulling it out, she found that there was no place to put it, so she couldn't lift it up, she was stunned for two more seconds, and put it on Cheng Zhanxi. On Zhan Xi's shoulder.

The current situation is: Cheng Zhanxi is around her waist, she is around Cheng Zhanxi's shoulders, and Cheng Zhanxi's little bird is in her arms.

Yu Qingtang: "..."

Yu Qingtang's mind was blank for two or three seconds, her right shoulder sank slightly, Cheng Zhanxi rested her head on her shoulder, like a bird perched on a cold branch. Yu Qingtang raised her hand and lowered it gently, her fingertips running along the long soft hair behind her.

The hair affected the scalp, Yu Qingtang combed her hair with her fingers for a while, Cheng Zhanxi felt the invisible current spread from the roots of her hair, which made her body tremble uncontrollably, avoiding Yu Qingtang's hand.

"What's wrong?" Yu Qingtang lowered her head and asked her softly.

Cheng Zhanxi pursed his lips: "No."

She changed tack and sat up straight.

With a light shoulder, Yu Qingtang's heart was empty, and Cheng Zhanxi leaned over again, but this time she held Yu Qingtang's hand that was on her back and clasped her fingers tightly.

She didn't want Yu Qingtang to touch her hair all night, but she was the only one torturing her in the end.

Cheng Zhanxi rested on her shoulder, grabbed Yu Qingtang's chin with his free right hand, and pinched with his fingertips.

Yu Qingtang bowed her head in doubt, and Cheng Zhanxi bent her lips and smiled at her.

The world in Yu Qingtang's eyes lit up little by little in her smile.

Yu Qingtang rolled her eyes involuntarily.

The lines and sound effects in the auditorium of the auditorium became the background sound, and they all disappeared like fog.

In Yu Qingtang's eyes, there was only this woman who was leaning on her shoulders and smiling, her eyes sparkling. She looked at her from the bottom up. It was like a flower that bloomed to the fullest, but it was unexpectedly endearing. .

Yu Qingtang's eyes were gentle, she couldn't help raising her left hand, and touched her smooth cheek with the back of her fingers, cherishing her movements, as if facing a piece of fragile china.

First refers to the back, then refers to the abdomen, and her palm lifted Cheng Zhanxi's cheek from her shoulder.

Cheng Zhanxi sat down cooperatively, looked into her eyes cooperatively, her eyes were soft, seductive, and innocent.

Yu Qingtang met her gaze, her brain was temporarily shut down, she lost her ability to think, and her eyes became blurred.

Yu Qingtang eats this set, and Cheng Zhanxi has figured it out. If you want her to take the initiative, you have to show weakness.

Yu Qingtang caressed her cheek almost fascinatedly, making Cheng Zhanxi's face hot, especially when she looked at her obsessed gesture, her heart was even hotter.

He clearly likes her very much, and he wants to treat her as a good friend.

Yu Qingtang's thumb rested on the corner of her lips, rubbing gently.

She and Cheng Zhanxi met eyes again, Cheng Zhanxi's eyes became softer and softer, and he looked down at her lips.

So Yu Qingtang followed suit and looked at her lips.

Her breathing became chaotic, her heart was heaving irregularly, and her eyes fell directly on Cheng Zhanxi's lips.

The thought that was lingering in his heart naturally formed, breaking through the clouds and mists, layer upon layer of shackles, and rushing out irresistibly.

She wants to kiss her.

There was a trace of struggle in Yu Qingtang's eyes, which was quickly overshadowed by blur. She tilted her head, her facial features slowly enlarged in front of Cheng Zhanxi.

Cheng Zhanxi's butterfly-like eyelashes fell and closed his eyes meekly.