i am the fiance

It was past nine o'clock when Papa Bei arrived at the company, and there was a dinner at ten o'clock.He took the contents of the documents to be discussed during the dinner, sat down on a chair, and opened his mailbox.

Basically, the content about the company’s work will not be sent directly to his mailbox, but he still habitually opens the mailbox every day to take a look. Back then, the company was still a small workshop, and the first pot of gold he earned was picked up by the mailbox .

While opening the file, Papa Bei casually browsed the contents of the inbox.

The next moment, Papa Bei sat up straight and looked at the content of the email on the screen. It was not a business document or a junk document. It was someone else's investigation of his daughter.

A series of thoughts flashed through Papa Bei's mind, what did the person who sent the email want to do?Qing'er won't be in any danger, right?

However, when he read the email carefully, his previous series of thoughts disappeared, and his daughter's smiles flashed across his mind. The Yan Qing'er recorded in this email was not the one he was familiar with. .

Is it possible that Qing'er can still live with his family wearing a mask? !

Papa Bei doesn't believe this.

The breeze blew in from the window, blowing off the leaves of the fortune tree on the table, and then swirling into Papa Bei's heart, a burst of coolness.

"Xiao Wen, come in." After a long time, Papa Bei called his secretary in with a hoarse voice.

"What's the matter, Director Bei?" Xiaowen asked straightforwardly.

"Go and help me contact Mr. Wei, and ask him to help me investigate the authenticity of this document." Papa Bei printed out the email and handed it to Xiaowen.

Bei Tingle felt relaxed after sending the survey results to his father, and happily packed himself to school at five o'clock.

The dormitory building was already lively at this time. When Bei Tingle entered the door, he met many classmates who greeted him. Since he read love letters and sang songs in the dormitory building, many students remembered him, and he was surprisingly good.

"Are you back?" When Bei Tingle opened the door and entered the room, Bai Yishu had already arrived, sitting upright at the desk and reading a book.

"Well, why are you in the dormitory today? When I came back at this hour before, there was no one in the dormitory." Bei Tingle laughed.

"I came to the school after dinner today, and I will go to class directly later." Bai Yishu said, got up and walked to Bei Tingle's desk. When Bei Tingle did not return to the dormitory, he was sitting Reading at the desk.Now he is full of curiosity about everything about Beitingle. He originally wanted to study Beitingle's table, but because the owner was not there, he was reluctant to do it after all.

"Can I move?" Bai Yishu pointed to the table and asked.

"There's nothing to keep secret, you can move as much as you want!" Although Bei Tingle found it strange, he still said.

Different from Bai Yishu's clean and tidy desk, Bei Tingle's desk is particularly messy. The wallpaper near the desk is covered with square sticky notes, densely packed with things. In the large pen holder at the corner of the desk, there are only pens , and a lot of odds and ends.

Bai Yishu picked up a photo the size of a bus card in the pen holder, and Bei Tingle was petite in a Doraemon T-shirt, probably a series of artistic photos with Bei Tingle's room.

Bai Yishu rubbed it for a while. He knew that Bei Tingle was his fiancé that night, when he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, he remembered why he was familiar with this art photo. Mother Bei also had a photo of the same series in her hand. I watched it when I was a sophomore in high school.

Putting the photo back, Bai Yishu smiled slightly, took out the Chinese books on the table and flipped through them.

Suddenly, Bai Yishu stopped.

The side he opened was a poem praising love. The poem was not long, but there was a lot of blank space on the page, but his name was written all over the page, densely packed as if telling about love.

Bai Yishu touched it, and the joy in his heart overflowed, gradually warming his whole body.

"Beitingle." Bai Yishu called out.

"What?" Bei Tingle had long forgotten the matter of writing his name when he was bored, and when he saw the Chinese document in Bai Yishu's hand, his first feeling was, "Where did I mark the wrong note again? "

"No." Bai Yishu laughed.

Bei Tingle glanced at Bai Yishu suspiciously, and walked over, wanting to see which lesson Bai Yishu turned to. His Chinese scores are actually not bad, but the biggest problem is that his thinking is not broad enough. The questions he ponders, the answers he considers may be only one or two of them.

Bai Yishu closed the Chinese book, shook the textbook and said, "I will teach you Chinese tonight."

"Okay." Bei Tingle said, "I just happened to do the problem in the afternoon, and there is something that feels wrong, please tell me the way of thinking."

When Bai Yishu put the textbook back on the table, he felt a little regretful. He really wanted to cut that page of the textbook and paste it in his diary.

"Do you think I've lost weight?" Bei Tingle asked tremblingly in looser clothes, "When I go home this week, even my dad thinks I've lost a lot of weight."

"Raise your hands." Bai Yishu signaled Bei Tingle to raise both hands, and then hugged them up. When he saw the name on the slow page, he wanted to hug Bei Tingle.

He didn't know what mood Bei Tingle was in when he wrote his name, but he wanted to hug him, he wanted to comfort him.

"This is you?" Bei Tingle froze his body.

"Measure your bust first." Bai Yishu leaned close to Bei Tingle's ear and said.

Bei Tingle shuddered, and Bai Yishu's head rested on his shoulder. The hot breath he exhaled stimulated his whole nerves. To be honest, it was more like a hug.

Bei Tingle rubbed Bai Yishu's shoulders, his hands hung down with no place to rest, and he bounced his feet, as if he could still taste a little care.

"It's a lot thinner." Bai Yishu let go of Bei Tingle, laughed, touched the top of Bei Tingle's head, and stroked his hair to the right, bit by bit, and said softly, "Thin Yes, even more handsome."

Bei Tingle's heart was beating 'thumping', and Bai Yishu's movements were a little inexplicable, which made his face burn, and his whole body felt elated.

After a while, Bei Tingle recovered his voice, rubbed his earlobe and said, "Are you handsome?!"

"Well, handsome." Bai Yishu stared at Bei Tingle's red earlobes, showing a bright smile, and said, "But if this handsome wants to catch up with me, it may take more than ten years to go back in time and dress up well before he was born. Dress up, maybe you can catch up with half of my handsomeness!"

"You" Bei Tingle was at a loss for words.

"Hahaha!" Bai Yishu messed up the hair he had just smoothed out, and laughed while holding Bei Tingle's shoulder.

After two or three days of life that made Bei Tingle both distressed and enjoyable, he finally felt that something was wrong, and he finished the third class on a whim.

After class, I was trying to figure out the reasons for Bai Yishu's attitude change.

Luo Zihua turned her head and winked at Bei Tingle and said, "Fatty, this year's art competition for middle school students is about to start. I heard that this year we will select students in our class. Except for An Shengsheng, you are the best in drawing in our class." , you have great hopes of being able to represent the school in the competition!"

"Yeah." Bei Tingle nodded absent-mindedly, then sat down on the seat and said, "Huazi, I'll rest for a while."

Luo Zihua looked at Bei Tingle's frown, and his nodding face became worried, and stayed for a while to find Mu Zhizhi. After his unremitting efforts, Mu Zhizhi finally agreed to his pursuit.

Bei Tingle put his face sideways on the table, something was wrong, it was too wrong!

He carefully considered Bai Yishu's attitude towards him these two days, it was too kind!When doing the questions last night, he got a question of a similar type wrong three times. Bai Yishu was obviously very angry, but he was actually gentle when scolding him.

This time is different from last time, Bei Tingle thought, it seems that since he cheered for Bai Yishu on Saturday, when we met again, Bai Yishu has become like this.

Bei Tingle thought about Zhou Tianbai Yishu's phone call to him, and suddenly realized that it might be because he and his friend finally opened up and explained clearly.

Without going deep into whether it was really the reason, Bei Tingle carefully placed the reason on Bai Yishu.

Bei Tingle, who finally figured everything out, raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and saw Luo Zihua's big face approaching again.

"What's wrong? Look at me with the eyes of studying aliens." Bei Tingle said, startled.

"Fatty, you still like Bai Yishu, don't you?" Luo Zihua patted Bei Tingle's shoulder solemnly, and he told Mu Zhizhi about Bei Tingle's matter, and the two discussed many things.

"En." Bei Tingle nodded, looking at Luo Zihua suspiciously.

"I know what you're bothering about." Luo Zihua approached in a low voice and said, "It's about Laobai's fiancé, don't be afraid, I heard that Laobai hasn't met his fiancé yet, you still have a chance."

"At noon, I'll treat you to dinner, and I'll help you find out." Luo Zihua was full of fighting spirit, "By the way, let's see what the old white fiancé looks like."

"Ah?!" Bei Tingle froze for a moment.

"Leave it to me, I'll definitely get the photo for you." Luo Zihua laughed, "The enemy who doesn't know anything is the most terrifying. Once you have the photo and figure it out, you will feel at ease."

Bei Tingle suddenly had a bad feeling, and quickly said: "No, Huazi, really no need!"

Simultaneously with his words, the bell for the fourth class rang.