After Escaping Marriage [GL]

Yu Qingtang sat in the office, occasionally stopped typing, and his eyes became empty.

Cheng Zhanxi felt sour in his heart.

Even if she was basically sure that Yu Qingtang didn't like Wen Zhihan, she didn't want her to be in a daze for others.

Cheng Zhanxi gritted his teeth and pressed his phone with his head down.

Yu Qingtang looked at the screen and picked it up.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: How did Mr. Yu and Mr. Wen know each other?

[Yu Qingtang]: I don't remember

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Aren't you college classmates?

[Yu Qingtang]: It's not that you don't know that I'm blind

Cheng Zhanxi changed his posture, lay on the table, with a smile on his lips, and typed: [Then how long did it take you to remember her face and name? 】

[Yu Qingtang]: Half a year or a year?

Cheng Zhanxi buried the lower half of her face in her arm so that no one could see her overly bright smiling face, and asked after deliberation: [Is she your friend? 】

This is a difficult question for Yu Qingtang to answer.

After a long time, she slowly typed out two words: [Forget it]

[Yu Qingtang]: I hope she can continue her studies and don't waste her youth here

Yu Qingtang looked at Cheng Zhanxi on the opposite side, Cheng Zhanxi sat up little by little, typed with the phone in both hands, red lips pursed lightly.

The top of the screen of Yu Qingtang's mobile phone displayed "The other party is typing", disappeared, and appeared again.

After a long while, a message finally popped out, and Yu Qingtang's eyelids jumped.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: What about me?

After Cheng Zhanxi sent the message, she kept looking at Yu Qingtang, her usual expressionless face was still indifferent, but the speed of her fingers pressing the virtual keyboard was very slow.

It took longer than answering the previous question, Yu Qingtang replied to her: [You can also count]

Cheng Zhanxi didn't know if he really didn't understand what she meant, or if he pretended not to understand, he followed her words and asked: [What do you want me to do? 】

Yu Qingtang: [? 】

Cheng Zhanxi: [You want Wen Zhihan to continue his studies, and as your friend, don't I have an appointment? 】

Yu Qingtang: "..."

I didn't know whether to call her naive or what.

She shook her head slightly, and quickly typed a line under her hand: You just need to shine.

Before sending, delete word by word and reorganize the language: [I hope you can always do what you want to do] Always be as free and happy as now.

Cheng Zhanxi: [Well, I think my blessing is better than Mr. Wen's, what do you think? 】

Yu Qingtang felt that he didn't want to chat with her anymore.

[Yu Qingtang]: I'm going to prepare a lesson

Cheng Zhanxi stepped back wisely, folded his arms, leaned back in the chair and began to ponder the rare words that came out of Yu Qingtang's mouth.

Do what you want...is it like her? Still don't like her?

What she wants to do most at the moment is love, and Yu Qingtang will definitely not agree to her.

Cheng Zhanxi felt that she had a good impression of herself, otherwise how could she endure herself again and again with such an indifferent character? But the previous tragic brain supplement made her doubt herself, and she did not dare to repeat the same mistakes.

Looking at the positive aspects, the friends are confirmed, will the girlfriend still be far away?

Wen Zhihan came to the office in the third class, and Yu Qingtang called her away to talk alone. Cheng Zhanxi looked at the backs of the two leaving, and his neck stretched out two miles. The two of them were gone, and she still looked like a wife stone, her expression solidified, and she stared at the door for a long time.

Yang Li groaned in her heart, cleared her throat, and said, "Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Zhanxi looked back with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Yang Li comforted her: "don't worry, before you came, Mr. Yu didn't say a few words to Mr. Wen."

Cheng Zhanxi: "Thank you, Teacher Yang."

Seeing her smile reluctantly, Yang Li thought about it and said, "Didn't you come late the day before yesterday morning? You've been sleeping in the fourth class. How long have you slept, Mr. Yu has been watching you for as long as you want."

Cheng Zhanxi: "Huh?" Immediately, she raised her eyebrows, "Really?"

Yang Li said, "Why did I lie to you? I was just sitting here watching."

Cheng Zhanxi thanked her and felt that it was not enough. He rushed out of the office chair, held Yang Li's hand excitedly, and shook it up and down: "Mr. Yang, great kindness, I'll invite you to dinner another day."

Yang Li: "Hahahaha."

At this moment, Yu Qingtang came in from the door, his eyes fell on Cheng Zhanxi and Yang Li's tightly "holding" hands, and the eyes were a little hard to tell.

Cheng Zhanxi lowered her head along her line of sight, retracted her hand like an electric shock, received it behind her back, and stood up straight.

"Yu..."

Yu Qingtang passed her without looking sideways, followed by Wen Zhihan with a blank face.

The two of them sat back in their seats, and there was no further communication. It should be the end of the conversation.

It hasn't even been ten minutes since they went out.

Cheng Zhanxi was happy and anxious. She pushed her chair to Yu Qingtang's side. Before she could get close, Yu Qingtang raised her head and looked at her without any emotion.

Cheng Zhanxi sat back embarrassedly.

Been suffering until the end of school.

Cheng Zhanxi asked Yu Qingtang to eat in the cafeteria, and Yu Qingtang agreed.

On the way, she was as silent as usual. Cheng Zhanxi found a topic to chat with her: "Is there going to be a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow?"

Yu Qingtang hummed.

"Are you nervous?" Cheng Zhanxi asked with concern, just like his parents asked about the children who were going to take the exam.

Yu Qingtang was stunned for a moment, and then she replied somewhat uncomfortably, "...It's okay."

"There must be a lot of things to say tomorrow." Cheng Zhanxi sighed for her, "It's not easy for a class teacher, a straight girl is a performer."

Yu Qingtang didn't understand: "Huh?"

Cheng Zhanxi smiled and said: "It's a stalk, just say it casually, is Teacher Yu a straight girl?"

Although same-sex marriage was legal in the past two years, the mainstream of society is still heterosexuality, which accounts for the majority of the population after all. Cheng Zhanxi didn't think Yu Qingtang was straight, but just wanted to get some information through this question.

Yu Qingtang herself didn't realize that her silence towards Cheng Zhanxi recently became less and less, and she communicated more and more, even if it was a short answer.

So she still didn't keep her mouth shut this time, but said lightly: "I don't know."

There were students fighting in front of him, Cheng Zhanxi put his arms around Yu Qingtang's arm, and protected her to avoid it. He was a little surprised and said, "Hasn't Mr. Yu ever been in a relationship?"

"No."

"Is someone chasing you?"

Cheng Zhanxi made a plan that she would not answer, but Yu Qingtang thought for a few seconds, his lips moved, and he actually said, "Wen Zhihan." And his expression was magnanimous, without any guilty conscience.

Cheng Zhanxi was bubbling with sourness, and he endured it and said, "Don't you dislike her?"

Yu Qingtang rolled her eyelids, looked at the students in school uniforms passing by, and said lightly, "You are asking about the person who is chasing me, you didn't ask me if I like her or not."

Cheng Zhanxi's heart suddenly moved.

Yu Qingtang's tone was flat, but her demeanor and words revealed an indescribable strangeness.

Is she still eating Yang Li's vinegar?

Cheng Zhanxi was elated, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was true, and Yu Qingtang also realized that she was a little "misspoke". She obviously didn't want to say this, but her mouth seemed to be self-conscious, and she said it out.

Yu Qingtang closed his eyes, letting the chaotic thoughts in his head completely empty.

"Sister Yu~" Cheng Zhanxi was soft-hearted like a marshmallow, prolonging her voice and acting like a spoiled child.

Yu Qingtang frowned, interrupted her, and said coldly, "Go to the cafeteria."

Cheng Zhanxi: "Okay."

She smiled and caught up with Yu Qingtang who took the lead.

Today's window menu coincidentally appeared sweet and sour pork ribs. The sweet and sour pork ribs made by the canteen chefs tasted good and were very popular among the students, but they were rare. The main reason why you make sweet and sour pork ribs late.

Cheng Zhanxi: "Mr. Yu, I'll bring two bowls of soup."

Yu Qingtang stayed in line at the window, and went in to see the sweet and sour pork ribs drenched in yellow sauce. There was still a lot of oil left on the plate. The appearance was far from what she saw Cheng Zhanxi sent last night, and it disappeared immediately. appetite.

The people behind urged, and the auntie who was cooking also looked at her suspiciously. Yu Qingtang nodded apologetically and left the cooking window.

Cheng Zhanxi brought a bowl of soup and cooked vegetables. After Yu Qingtang, he returned to his seat and looked at the chicken legs and green vegetables on her plate. "Huh", he said, "Isn't Mr. Yu going to make sweet and sour pork ribs?"

Yu Qingtang took a small mouthful of rice with chopsticks, chewed it down, and said lightly, "Too many people."

Cheng Zhanxi pretended not to see her leaving the window, and said with a smile, "you will come to my house to eat when you are free in the future."

Yu Qingtang didn't answer.

After eating half of it, she brought the tomato egg soup over to drink, the soup boiled in the big pot, the pitiful egg flower floated on the noodle soup, at a glance, only the tomato skin could be seen at the bottom, Yu Qingtang sighed silently, rushing to the mile Before the picture of Zhanxi's special offering of tomato and egg soup came out, he drank the soup.

... Teacher Cheng is really a "scourge".

***

Friday afternoon class meeting.

Yu Qingtang told about the parent-teacher meeting tomorrow. Some of the classmates who were admitted from the township were too far away from Sicheng, and their parents were unable to attend. Li Lan had already reported it to Yu Qingtang.

He also talked about the discipline situation this week. In autumn and winter, it was easy to get dry and angry. Yu Qingtang said that his lips were dry, so he stopped temporarily, took the thermos cup next to him, unscrewed the lid of the cup and took a sip.

What Cheng Zhanxi said unexpectedly rang in his ears.

——It's not easy for a class teacher, a straight girl is a performer.

Yu Qingtang put down the water glass, and the students below saw the head teacher who had always been unsmiling, and the corners of his lips curved.

They whispered and asked their classmates for confirmation.

--did you see it?

- Are you laughing?

- Really laughed!

--Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

Listening to the commotion below, Yu Qingtang cleared her throat and said, "Quiet."

The classroom is quiet again.

Yu Qingtang said: "I have something to tell you, why I can't remember your names."

The seven classmates were sitting upright, with a solemn expression. There was only one person, Li Lan looked up at Yu Qingtang, the slender body wrapped in the school uniform had a straight back, and his expression was not nervous, but looking forward.

Yu Qingtang stood on the podium, looked around at all the students, put his hands in front of him, and bowed slightly.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you in advance." Yu Qingtang straightened up with a sincere expression, "I have face blindness, I'm really sorry everyone."

When she said this, Yu Qingtang had a miraculously relieved feeling, and seeing the expressions of sadness or self-blame on the faces of some of the students below, she had the urge to comfort them.

...

"And then?" On the way home from school, Cheng Zhanxi asked, "What did the students say?"

Yu Qingtang's eyes flashed, not wanting to answer.

Because some girls cried, Lian Yabing was the first to cry. She cried so hard that she couldn't even utter a word. Yu Qingtang didn't know what was going on.

Emotions are easily contagious. The second one was Tong Feifei. Both girls cried, and then a chain reaction started. Li Lan also cried. She buried her face in her arm and whimpered. , the rest of the people held back tears with red eyes, until Yu Qingtang suspected that she had said the wrong thing on stage.

Yu Qingtang looked at the crying students and was almost at a loss. In the end, she managed to regain her composure and explained calmly, "Classmates, I have prosopagnosia, not cancer. Don't get me wrong."

There was silence for a moment, then bursts of laughter.

Tears turned into laughter, crying and laughing.

The scene was very chaotic.

Yu Qingtang stood awkwardly on the podium, took a few sips of water, and tried her best to keep her calm expression.

It's just... embarrassing.

Yu Qingtang didn't want to tell Cheng Zhanxi.

She didn't say it, and Cheng Zhanxi didn't ask anymore. Anyway, Tong Feifei and the others in PE class next week would take the initiative to tell her.

The corners of Cheng Zhanxi's lips turned up slightly.

At the intersection ahead, the two stopped together to wait for the red light.

Green light is on.

Yu Qingtang stepped forward, feeling the back of her finger was gently touched.

The next second, Cheng Zhanxi took her hand.