Still the same

The night was getting later and cooler, Shu Le had to send Xie Xinning back to the place she rented.

She patted Xie Xinning on the shoulder, pulled a tissue and wiped away the tears on her face, and when she opened her eyes, Shu Le said, "I'll take you back."

It is almost 11:30 now, the customers in the store have come and gone, and now only a few tables are still drinking and chatting.

Xie Xinning lay down for such a long time, the drunkenness has not dissipated, but she is more sober than before.

She sat up straight, then stood up, and walked staggeringly, letting Shule hold her arm and wrap her shoulders towards the direction of the parking lot.

After getting in the car, Shu Le fastened the safety belt for her, and said while fastening it, "If you get in the car, our friendship boat will sink to the bottom of the sea."

"Hahahahahaha." Xie Xinning laughed loudly, grabbed the seat belt, and nodded with vacant eyes, "No, no, don't worry, Lele." After speaking, she tilted her head and fell asleep.

The next morning had to go to class, Shu Le sent Xie Xinning back to her own place, settled down and went back to her rented place, and it was already two o'clock in the morning when she went to bed.

But Shu Le lost sleep.

The light at the bedside shone warmly on the bedroom, and Shu Le was flipping through a book in his hand.

It is a French fairy tale novel "The Little Prince". The cover of the book is a bit old, and the inside pages also have traces of time.

She didn't read it, she just turned the pages, turning a page in a few seconds, quickly finished the book, and then closed it with a "snap".

There was no special meaning in this book, it was just given to her by Qi Siqiao.

The first thing I gave her.

The book originally belonged to Qi Siqiao, and she once said that it was her favorite book, not because of the content, but because of the illustrations, and there was Qi Siqiao's own name on the front page, but later she gave it to Shu Le, at the end of the first semester of freshman year, the name written on the front page was followed by the words "gift Shu Le", which looked solemn and a bit funny.

Shu Le took good care of it for her, so it's only been so many years, and it doesn't seem to be much different from before.

"Oh." Shu Le lowered his eyes and sighed slowly.

The reason for the insomnia is very simple, that is what Xie Xinning said tonight.

What are you waiting for alone?

The current situation is that she and Qi Siqiao can't even meet each other once, and if they don't meet, they can't talk, and they don't have any contact information, and they don't even have a relationship like a netizen.

It's just an ordinary entanglement between idols and fans.

Sometimes Shu Le hates her cowardice, and it was because of this reason that Qi Siqiao left.

It's been five years, but after five years, I still haven't made any progress.

Shu Le closed her eyes irritably, her brows were deeply frowned, and her fair face was full of pain.

It was time for her to start thinking about giving up again.

So, do you want to give up? Give up liking Qi Siqiao in this way.

But in fact it's not another way, but... no longer like it.

Shu Le's lips were a little dry. She stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips. At the same time, she opened her eyes, lifted the quilt, and put the book back in the drawer of the desk. He took them out one by one, put them in his spare box, and took an unused small lock from the bedside, and locked the box.

Since she started chasing stars, she has never lost a single magazine, and Qi Siqiao will also buy things endorsed by her.

Correct……

She can eat the endorsement snacks, but she also forgets to put clothes, pants, shoes, skin care products and cosmetics in the box.

Shu Le was discouraged for a moment, she sat on the floor slumped, her head drooped, her long hair hung down her sides, her hands were casually placed on her lap, and her lost shadow was cast on the floor.

So tired, she said to herself, then scratched her hair, stood up and went back to bed.

It wasn't the first time she suffered from insomnia, she was used to it anyway, so she took the tablet to read Weibo.

Her fans have increased again, and she has already reached 24, which seems to be the most among Qiao fans.

Since Shu Le posted the Weibo that said Qi Siqiao's love affair was fake last time, she hasn't posted anything again.

Why not post it? Because Shu Le originally wanted to try to get out of touch with the fan circle, but after ten days of persistence, Shu Le re-opened Weibo in this dark night. She used to log in to her life account , Do not watch trending searches or gossip.

Ten days have passed, and in the latest comments on that Weibo, there are still fans of Qiao asking where she has been and saying that they miss her.

Shu Le looked at the comments and smiled, then edited a Weibo and posted it.

Qiqi into my heart: I want to ask, how long have you liked her?

This "she" is naturally Qi Siqiao, no need to mention her name, fans know it.

It's midnight now, and the activity level is definitely not as high as during the day, but there are so many people staying up late now, and within a few seconds after Shu Le sent it, someone replied.

Mizuki: 【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 77 you finally appeared! It’s so late and I haven’t slept yet】

Nanzhou: [One year and six months ~ 77 go to bed early ~]

Kind Daxi: [Just entered the pit!!! I feel like I can’t get out]

Qiao Zhenggong: [It's about the same time as you. 】

It didn't take long for the reply to break the hundred. Shu Le asked this question in the middle of the night, and the effect was very good. I don't understand that when the night is quiet, people will inevitably think more and like to remember more.

Shu Le was not cold this time, she replied to many people, and then gradually felt sleepy, sent a Weibo to say good night, Shu Le took off the blindfold and fell asleep drowsily.

I didn't get enough sleep last night, and I was not in a good state in class. What I was worried about last night happened now.

Shule made her first mistake in teaching for more than two months. She wrote the formula wrong.

"Teacher Shu." Li Mengmeng was sitting in the first row. She called out to Shu Le in a small voice. Seeing that Shu Le was looking at her, Li Mengmeng pointed to the blackboard and said, "The number of turns of the alternator coil is It's N, you wrote M."

She could tell that Mr. Shu was not in shape today, and the dark circles under his eyes were obvious, almost catching up with giant pandas.

Shu Le glanced at the blackboard, groaned inwardly, stroked her forehead, smiled at the students who were watching her, and said, "Sorry, I made a mistake here."

But it's a good thing it's dust-free chalk, otherwise Shu Le's face might have been painted by himself.

Shu Le erased the wrong formula and re-wrote it. Then he concentrated again, took a deep breath, and started to talk again after pulling himself together.

After class, Shu Le returned to the office.

She put the book on the desk, rested her arms on it, and closed her eyes.

Sun Haoyu was still sitting opposite her. Since Shu Le explicitly rejected him last time, he rarely took the initiative to talk to Shu Le.

Yes, Shu Le didn't reply to his WeChat that time, and later he sent another message, asking Mr. Shu, did you avoid me because you like me.

Shu Le's expression could no longer be described as ugly.

It turns out that a straight man's self-confidence in his own honey does not depend on his occupation or age, even if the other party is a teacher, he can still be so self-aware.

How did this kind of self-confidence come from? Shule was puzzled.

Shu Le was just resting on her stomach, but she was not sleeping. She rubbed her temple with the other hand to relieve her fatigue. Before she rubbed it a few times, she heard Sun Haoyu speak.

"This young female teacher is just spoiled. The last class was like a battle. After one class, she was stripped and cocooned. Why do she still have to be a teacher?" Sun Haoyu couldn't hold back her breath. Shu Le, an excellent man like him, would reject him, so he said deliberately when he saw Shu Le's appearance.

Shu Le didn't speak, and the other party didn't dare to name her, so she didn't have to be confrontational, and Shu Le didn't bother to care about him anyway.

If you have this skill, you might as well rub your temples more.

There were no other teachers to talk to, they were basically doing their own thing, ignoring Sun Haoyu and Shu Le's affairs.

The phone vibrated twice on the table, Shu Le took it over slowly, and read the text message.

Only text messages will vibrate, the rest of the software messages will not.

But it is very likely that this text message is a spam text message, so Shu Le is not in a hurry.

She has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and she doesn't want to see unread text messages lying there. Besides, if it's spam, she will delete it directly and clean the message column.

Shu Le sat up straight, took the water glass beside him to drink water before clicking on the text message, and moistened his dry lips. There were still a few minutes before class would start again.

But there was no water in the water glass, so Shu Le had to get up to fetch water from the water dispenser.

She stood up first, squeezed the phone in her hand, and held the cup in the other hand.

While receiving the water, she clicked on the text message.

It is a string of unfamiliar numbers, and the place is from the capital.

【When is get out of class over? I'll pick you up. 】

"Teacher Shu, the water is about to be full." When a student in a certain class passed by, he saw Shu Le staring at the screen of his mobile phone, but the water in the glass was about to overflow. The student couldn't help but remind him.

Shu Le came back to his senses, quickly turned off the water, and said to the student, "Thank you."

Her hand holding the water glass was shaking slightly, Shu Le swallowed, walked to her seat and sat down.

A female teacher next to her looked at her face and asked with concern: "Mr. Shu, are you sick? You don't look well."

This female teacher's name is Bai Yan, she came here a year earlier than Shu Le, she looks like a high school student.

"No..." Shu Le forced a smile at her, then took a sip of water from the cup to suppress her shock.

who texted...

Who else could it be if it wasn't Qi Siqiao?

Bai Yan continued to ask: "Are you really okay? I still have cold medicine here, do you want to make a cup?"

Shu Le touched the cold wall with one hand on the other side, trying to calm down.

She smiled at Bai Yan again, "It's really fine."

Then she coughed lightly to hide her increasingly uncontrollable smile, and then started to type to reply, she had one class left before get out of class was over.

But in the next second, the other party sent another text message.

【not welcome?】

The author has something to say: Qiao Qiao is a domineering style