Eternal Burning

The next morning, I woke up in a daze, and when I went out, Shang Muxiao was still asleep.

The rain outside stopped in the second half of the night, but the weather was still bad, there were still water marks on the ground, and the air was cold and cháo.

The rain in late autumn is the messenger of winter, and every time it falls, it indicates that the cold winter is getting closer.

When he came back, Shang Muxiao should have left too.

The day's lessons were all supported by Yu Xixi's espresso American style, but in the afternoon, the caffeine's power was greatly reduced after it continued to work. After teaching for so many years, for the first time in class, I was half ecstatic.

Shang Muxiao's voice resounded unexpectedly in his mind, repeating what he said to me last night.

Beibei, come and be my gem...

Why is it so natural to say this. Anyone can be a gem, can they be what they want?

……division?

teacher!

As soon as I returned my soul body, I saw the confused faces of the students, and I didn't understand why I stopped in such a place. I wanted to pick it up as if nothing had happened, but I forgot what I said before.

Take a ten minute break. Turn off the portable mic, I came to the podium, unscrewed the warm cup and took a big mouthful of black coffee. The bitter taste extended from the tip of the tongue all the way to the throat, and then to the stomach. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but it just took a moment, the brain It's like it's not so drowsy anymore.

Brother Bei, are you alright? Yu Xixi came up to care about me, glanced at the bottom of the coffee in my cup, and frowned, you drank a lot of coffee today, didn't you sleep last night? You don't usually drink these things.

It's okay, just didn't sleep well. I rubbed the sun, closed my eyes, and didn't say much.

No matter how good Yu Xixi's imagination is, it's hard to imagine how brilliant my weekend will be.

Recently, none of Shang Lu's sons have come. Yu Xixi said with regret.

I opened my eyes and glanced silently at her.

Yu Xixi turned around and saw that I was looking at her, and suddenly blushed: Gān, people also like to look at handsome guys... Among the second generation of stars who are about the same age as him, he is the one who needs to be tall and tall. He has good looks, and many people expect him to join Shang Lu's class in the entertainment industry.

As for Shang Muxiao, I don't want to think about it now, and I don't mention it if I don't want to mention it, so I don't express my opinion too much, just a short Oh. But Yu Xixi seems to have misunderstood me. Meaning, think I'm questioning her, have to break it with me to understand.

No, many people are really optimistic about him. He had a picture of him out of the circle two years ago, and now he will be pulled out by a marketing account every few seconds to gain attention. Yu Xixi took out her phone and rummaged through it. Here, it's this one.

She handed me the phone, and I took a look at it, just hitting a pair of familiar and unfamiliar eyes in the photo.

Black and white tones, open-air environment, blurred lights and a corner of the outdoor umbrella in the background. The light and shadow are just right, making the boy with sharp eyebrows in the picture reveal a kind of pure temperament similar to cedar.

He was wearing a light-colored sweater, and his hair was cut quite neatly, revealing the contours of his superior face. Maybe he just inadvertently felt that he was being spied on, and glanced at the camera at random. The expression is still natural and casual, but there is a cold gleam in his eyes.

This kind of high-definition face photo can be taken so well, and the temperament is absolutely amazing, right? I remember when this photo first came out, many people thought it was a pathfinder for Shang Muxiao to enter the entertainment industry, but after two years of waiting, there was no news, except for this photo. Yu Xixi said and shook his head. If he really wanted to enter the entertainment industry, he would have gone to the drama school long ago. Why waste his energy to get into our school and enter the finance department. It is true that a child inherits his father's business, but others He must have inherited the family business, where would he go to film. But this way, his character as a scholar is completely established, and the favorability of passers-by is even higher.

How can a true scholar let himself fail the course.

I was noncommittal about Yu Xixi's exaggerated description. When I returned her phone, I didn't know where to click, and the screen returned to the album list at the upper level, showing other photos except the photo of Shang Muxiao.

The other photos are of Shang Muxiao.

There are about twenty or thirty photos in the whole album, from different angles at different times. At first glance, they were taken secretly in class.

I looked at Yu Xixi without saying a word.

She quickly took back the phone and said with an embarrassed expression: No, I have two sisters, and I like him very much. I took a picture for them.

I nodded: oh.

 …”

Yu Xixi looked like she was going crazy: No, really, Brother Bei, believe me, I really have two sisters! They are mine, and I don't want to! you believe me!

When I got off work, I was about to drive home when a message from Shen Luoyu came and asked me where I was.

on the way back home.

After returning, I started the car and walked out of the school gate. After a while, the phone vibrated again, and it seemed that Shen Luoyu had returned the message.

I didn't watch it, I plan to go back home. It didn't take long for the phone to ring, and the call came.

talk.