Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

In the evening, Duan Qiongyu returned to the office from the classroom, and several teachers greeted him.

He responded with a smile.

Go back to your seat and pack your things to leave.

Suddenly an older female teacher said, "Xiao Duan, do you have a girlfriend?"

Duan Qiongyu smiled and said nothing. Several teachers preemptively said, "What do you like? We'll keep an eye on it for you."

"You are no longer young."

Duan Qiongyu was a little helpless. Do women like to be matchmakers when they reach a certain age?

Zhang Mingli on the side also echoed: "Yes! The boss is not young anymore!"

"Marry yourself quickly."

Duan Qiongyu picked up the book and hit him hard on the back of the head: "What are you doing!"

"Care for yourself first."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Mingli pushed up the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "I have a girlfriend."

Then his fingers swept over everyone in the office, and finally landed on Duan Qiongyu: "Brother, you are the only one here."

Duan Qiongyu raised his eyebrows: "Don't you have a goddess?"

Zhang Mingli said: "A goddess is a goddess and a girlfriend is a girlfriend. Can it be the same?"

He stretched out his hand to cover his chest: "I can't count my girlfriend's boyfriends with both hands. If I took it seriously, I would be mad to death."

Besides, he was impressed by his goddess's talent and kindness, not because of anything else.

Duan Qiongyu patted his shoulder and said sincerely: "You are so generous."

Then after greeting several teachers, he walked out of the office with a smile and prepared to go home.

He walked downstairs slowly, holding a stack of test papers in his hand and holding his tickle in the other hand. He didn't drive today, so Assistant Zhang came to pick him up.

After answering the phone, Assistant Zhang said that there was a traffic jam and he might be delayed.

Putting his phone back in his coat pocket, Duan Qiongyu had already left the teaching building.

He was too lazy to go back to the office and was afraid that they would introduce someone to him again, so he stood in the corridor on the first floor and waited.

Nearly twenty minutes passed before Assistant Zhang called and said he would be waiting for him in the small parking lot of the school.

He walked towards the parking lot near the school gate.

Assistant Zhang had been standing by the car waiting for him early, and opened the car door in advance when he saw him coming.

Just as I was about to get in the car, the cold wind blew and the test paper in my hand was blown loudly.

Two of them were blown to the ground in front of the car. Duan Qiongyu bent down to pick them up. The moment he stood up, his eyes fell on the license plate in front of him.

His body was stiff, veins popped out in the hand holding the test paper, and he was trembling slightly.

Seeing that he didn't get up, Assistant Zhang took two steps forward and said, "What's the matter, Fourth Master?"

The next second the person who was bent over slowly stood up.

His mind was racing, and the figure from the back that couldn't even tell the difference between male and female in the morning became more and more familiar.

There is a bond between her and him, only her, just her.

He slammed the test paper in his hand into Assistant Zhang's chest.

Then he picked up his feet and ran back, the corners of his coat being blown up by the cold wind.

Assistant Zhang pressed the pile of test papers on his chest and looked at the Fourth Master in confusion as he ran back like crazy. What's going on?

His eyes moved forward, looking at the car that Fourth Master was looking at just now.

Beijing A white brand, military vehicle.

Fourth Master, do you know me?

…………

Zhou Puyao came down from upstairs and walked into the office.

Zhang Mingli and two female teachers were still in the office.

Zhang Mingli was the first to see her and said in surprise: "Teacher Zhou! You are back!"

The two female teachers also looked up and said kindly: "Yao Yao is back?"

Zhou Puyao smiled and nodded, with a round, childish face. When he smiled, his face had dimples and small tiger teeth.

Knowing that she cannot speak, her childish appearance and demure personality make people ignore her age, and the eyes of several teachers are full of love for children.

Zhou Puyao's eyes fell on his desk.

Her books had been put away, and except for the lamp, everything else on the table belonged to him.

She walked over and sat down.

Zhang Mingli took the initiative and said, "Teacher Zhou, all your books are put in the drawer."

Zhou Puyao nodded and did not open the drawer. She gently brushed her white hands across the paint-stained tabletop and landed on the textbooks, turning the pages with her fingers slightly bent.

I want to feel his temperature through this.

She missed him so much.

She knew he was here the first day he donated.

Because Principal Ning was so happy, he called her specifically to tell her that someone had donated a large sum of money to the school.

That person's name is Duan Qiongyu.

When she heard the name, she seemed to have forgotten to breathe.

Zhang Mingli pointed to the potted plants on the window next to her and said, "These will also be taken care of for you."

"You don't know, my brother looks so big. From time to time he holds this small flowerpot and uses toothpicks to loosen the soil."

"How do you say something?"

Zhang Mingli thought hard and had an idea: "There is a tiger in my heart sniffing the roses!"

When Zhou Puyao heard this, the pear dimple on his face deepened.

There is a piece of scratch paper on the table with familiar handwriting on it.

The fingertips brushed over it lovingly.

In the past, when he made her angry and said she didn't want to listen to him, he would carefully write small notes and stuff them one by one until she stopped being angry.

He raised his hand to turn on the desk lamp, and the warm yellow light spread on the table. The small string of words on the edge of the desk lamp was warm.

I saw her touching the four words "Yuyu Qionglou" with a smile.

Zhang Mingli asked curiously: "Teacher Zhou, what do these four words mean?"

He guessed: "I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid that it will be cold in the high places."

Zhou Puyao shook his head, knowing that he couldn't understand sign language.

So I picked up the pen on the table and wrote on the scratch paper.

"Yes: "Yuyu Qionglou, come and go by Luan

Zhang Mingli stretched his neck and was watching her writing intently, when suddenly the office door was pushed open eagerly.

Zhou Puyao was startled, her hand shook, and the pen slid across the paper with a long line.

She slowly raised her head and looked at the person standing at the door. Then everyone else becomes an illusory background.

What kind of relationship would make your eyes red when you see each other for the first time.

She stood up from the chair and stood there helplessly.

The deer-like eyes were wet and hot.

Zhang Mingli was so frightened that he almost fell off his seat. He looked at Duan Qiongyu and said, "Brother, why are you back?"

"I'm scared to death of you."

Duan Qiongyu ignored him and looked straight at the woman standing there.

Eyes bloodshot and red.

Ten years, exactly ten years.

Compared to the childishness she once had, she is much more mature now. She is wearing a white down jacket and a turtleneck sweater underneath.

Her hair is pulled up casually, her eyebrows are relaxed, Xiaojiabiyu.

The pear vortices and tiger teeth on her face always make people think she is only twenty years old.

Duan Qiongyu's chest heaved violently, and the veins in the hand holding the tickle bulged due to the force. He did not dare to move, for fear that it was an hallucination and everything would turn into foam if he moved.