Accelerated Escape on the Moon River

Where can I find Artemisia annua?

Where to find Artemisia annua became a new problem for Quan Tang.

In the hot summer, Artemisia annua is not a rare flower, where can I find it.

Quan Tang lay on the icy floor of the dormitory thinking.

Last night, there was a strong wind and heavy rain, flying elephants scurrying around, and hard bronze tools were digging in his body. He insisted on digging out a spring, and the place where the clear water flowed was full of wild peonies and white tung flowers.

When love/desire and rationality are changing, he can't tell the difference between Qu Chaoyuan's face in real life and the face of love and desire that is sweating profusely and panting in his ear.

He was going crazy himself.

Quan Tang knew well that Qu Chaoyuan and himself had surpassed the boundaries between students and teachers.Where can a teacher be so close to a student?Even if Qu Chaoyuan is a good-tempered person, it's impossible, right?

Eating crayfish and lamb crispy bones together, chatting about so many topics, ambiguous statements while watching movies, and frequently touching limbs are not fake, right?Quan Tang's performance is not too provocative, saying that I like the teacher but it is almost the same. Qu Chaoyuan is such an intelligent person that he will not be able to see through.

Quan Tang tossed and turned on the ground with the quilt in his arms, he couldn't figure it out.

Fortunately, the place has been mopped up by him, no matter how bad it is, it was also mopped up by his quilt and clothes.

There is no doubt that Qu Chaoyuan is not a purebred straight man.At the end of this semester, they have parted ways, and there is no such thing as taking the opportunity to seduce/lead the teacher to seek academic benefits.The teacher is single but not rigid, and his life is full of emotion. He is obviously not a fickle person. He must have his own needs for love.

So what is it that makes him face the love of a 20-year-old boy always decently and gracefully, without changing his face?

Quan Tang's pig's head hurts so much, he only learned the superficial aspects of the methods in the romance movies, but he didn't learn the essence, and he couldn't solve the problems.

Still watching less, he silently calculated in his heart that starting today, he would watch love movies every day.

So he stood up suddenly from the ground, and the orange air-conditioning quilt was raised like a wilted sail.

He decided to give all his love to the teacher.

Use a cart full of Artemisia annua.

Twenty kilometers away from the school is a field.

In the area where urban and rural areas are combined, there are all wild flowers and weeds.

If there is time, he can catch a sunny day with sweat on his back before the typhoon arrives.He would borrow the three-wheeled military green trolley that transports raw materials in Chudi, and he would go to the fields to pick some from here and there, so as to ensure that the diversity of species would not be destroyed, and that the wild flowers and weeds he sent would be rich and varied.

What will the teacher think of me?He chuckled.

Young people are too reckless, the ability to love is greater than the skill of love, and the drive of love is greater than the rationality of love.

Quan Tang's mobility has always been at the peak of his peers.He made a rough plan at night, and the next day he really asked Chu Disheng to borrow his tricycle, and went out sweating all the way through the navigation on his mobile phone.

What kind of flowers will there be in the field?He guessed and guessed.

The crimson thin skirt of honey grass, the light yellow lamp of white linen, the flying gauze of wild rice of summer solstice grass, the flying prickly hedgehog head, the jewel-like snakeberry and black nightshade...and the artemisia annua representing the love of youth .

Maybe he will also buy some lilies, some roses, some sunflowers, and he will sweep away all the flowers that express love, no matter what kind of love they express, in the flower shop closest to the school.

All forms of love he thinks he has, because youth is now in charge.

The temperature soared to [-] degrees that day, and Qu Chaoyuan was writing an article in the office.

According to the warning information, there may be heavy rain tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and the typhoon will bypass the city and lower the temperature.

The sound of cicadas ebbed and flowed, wave after wave, extending the overexposed morning to an infinite length.

After the work came to an end, Qu Chaoyuan stood up and came to the window to relax his eyes. He saw that the trees and roads were dazzlingly bright. At first glance, there was only white and hard light, and the original colors of the scenery were difficult to distinguish.

Not even a moth could be found in the bright sky. He looked at it, and there really was a wave-like red heat wave rolling on the road in front of his eyes.

In the morning, Qu Chaoyuan was sweating profusely just by walking to the parking lot, the temperature in the car was too high, and the chocolate that Quan Tang gave him but forgot to take upstairs had already melted.

In such weather, anemic people may collapse on the ground and make fried eggs after walking a few steps outside.

Ever since Quan Tang brought him a bag of fudge in the supermarket, this student has been stuffing him with sweet snacks in different ways every day.

However, he doesn't seem to be flattering, or pretending to be ingratiating.

Quan Tang has been giving Qu Chaoyuan a headache.

It's such a hot day today, fortunately, the students have already passed the initial stage of work that needs guidance, so they don't have to come here again.Some people have already gone home, and some people are still staying in the dormitory. If it really rains tomorrow, Qu Chaoyuan will directly tell everyone in the group not to come to the law school building.

In extreme weather, even if there is no notice, most students will not come.He wants to remind that the only one who takes good care of himself is that stubborn little boy.

That stubborn little bald head.

The little bald head is too bright, Qu Chaoyuan can see at a glance how far away he is.This shiny little bald head always appeared on the road in front of the law school, slowly approaching him.

Most people would look a little funny when they shaved their heads, but because of the new hairstyle, Quan Tang added a cynical attitude and became aggressive.That moon-like soft face, those fox eyes that are always watching him.

Qu Chaoyuan didn't feel strange because of Quan Tang's approach at first, but now he feels distressed to distance himself from him.

He never thought that he would stay far away from young people, but now he deliberately keeps a distance.

Because before he knew it, this young man was unbearably hot, even hotter than this summer.

Regardless of the Antarctic and the North Pole, the thousand-meter-thick ice layer seals him, and he can use his own heat to break out a way for the glaciers to thaw and revive everything.

Qu Chaoyuan suddenly felt that in this air-conditioned room, just looking at the summer outside, he would be suffocated by the heat.

After watching quietly by the window for a while, the young and promising law professor walked back to his seat and continued to organize his thoughts.

However, once the thoughts fly to other places, they can never fly back.

Had he been 15 years younger, or returned to the complacency of being the youngest professor only a few years earlier, he might have allowed himself to be tempted and unseemly.But the 35-year-old Qu Chaoyuan no longer needs this indulgence.

It is of no use to him.

The mobile phone vibrates, high temperature warning, Qu Chaoyuan took advantage of the situation and sent a notice in the work group, so that everyone does not have to come to the studio tomorrow, and it will not be too late to wait for the temperature to stabilize.

He saw Quan Tang's wechat profile picture again.

Quan Tang and his chats are always ranked first or second because of the frequent chat.

How could he fail to notice that the boy was clumsily trying to attack his areas of interest, to resonate with him in those difficult questions.

This clumsy posture made him feel tricky too.

Today was uncharacteristically, Quan Tang did not chat with him.

Even Qu Chaoyuan was a little surprised.

He neither came to the studio nor sent him a message, which was not in line with the boy's style of doing things.

What is he doing in the scorching summer?

What was he doing during such a long and brutally hot day?

Was he crying in his dorm room over a certain film?Or dreamed of him in the cold wind of the air conditioner?

Qu Chaoyuan's mind flickered, and he was speechless for a while.

After putting into work, everything around him was going away quickly. Qu Chaoyuan felt hungry, but no one came to take the initiative to ask him to eat. For this necessary event, Qu Chaoyuan was listless and too lazy to move.

In this way, he worked until the evening.

Her shoulders were completely sore and stiff, and Qu Chaoyuan was about to go home from get off work.

At this point he received a call.

"Is it Teacher Qu?"

A young male voice.

"It's me, what's the matter with you?"

The male voice sounded a little shy: "Your student Quan Tang sent you a courier in the same city, and I delivered it to you downstairs in the law school. Come and get it."

"Quan Tang?"

"Come down and get it. I still have an order here, so I'll go first."

Before Qu Chaoyuan could ask more details, the phone hung up.

Qu Chaoyuan went downstairs with suspicion.

He didn't know why, and his heart was excited like never before. He didn't know what was going to happen or what he was going to see, but his intuition vaguely hinted at something.

There is not even a security guard in the lobby of the law school, and the courier is nowhere to be seen.

Qu Chaoyuan went out, the sky was purple.

After turning a corner, just below the window of his office, Qu Chaoyuan saw a green tricycle.

The green tricycle, loaded with flowers, is under the setting sun.

Qu Chaoyuan stopped breathing for an instant.

After a long time, he moved to the side of the car with difficulty.

Among the dreamy and colorful flowers, there is a light golden double-fold card.

Qu Chaoyuan took a deep breath, reached out and took out the card, unfolded——

He had never felt that his fingers were so clumsy, trembling even when he unfolded a small card. There was a throbbing heart hidden in each finger, and the temperature of the fire came from the fingerprint.

So the surrounding trees saw the youngest professor in the law school blushing. He blushed under the hot sun after the relaxation, like a girl who was at a loss and was frightened by the rough boy's grand show of love for the first time.

Qu Chaoyuan looked at the card for 2 minutes, then put the card into his jacket pocket with trembling fingers.

And what about the cart of flowers and plants?

What about hibiscus wrapped in purple and gold ribbons?What about those angelic lilies?Those flaming roses, glittering gerberas, sweet multi-headed carnations, carnations and gypsophila, sunflowers and eustomas——but Qu Chaoyuan has never seen so many varieties of roses in his life, nor has he seen So many exciting colors.

There is also the Artemisia annua that can only be condensed into this entire grassland.How would he collect these flowers, pick them, and put them in his pocket?

Those Artemisia annua, a vast expanse of green water.

A vast expanse of Artemisia annua, flammable, clean and stalwart.

He will not fail to understand, he understands at a glance.

Quan Tang's sworn words rang in his ears.

Now he really understood at a glance, but Quan Tang was not waiting beside him.

Would a boy as golden as he be feel ashamed?Could it be to observe the changes in his expression elsewhere?

"Quan Tang..." Qu Chaoyuan regained his sanity from this scene, and he recovered some normal state, but he couldn't help sighing, "What do you want me to do?"

what do you want me to do

As a teacher and a grown man, how do you want me to face you?

As a teacher and an adult male, Qu Chaoyuan originally had a hundred decent and ruthless ways to deal with this mess.

But he didn't.

If you carefully examine Qu Chaoyuan's face, you will find that he is caught off guard.Caught off guard all over his face, he even had a trace of joy that he didn't want to show but was born.

Seeing this carousel, he didn't feel embarrassed or out of breath, but a trace of joy suppressed by him.

But how can this joy be expressed?

Qu Chaoyuan turned his head and went back to the office.

His always quiet eyeballs trembled slightly in their sockets, his Adam's apple also moved up and down restlessly, and his fingers around the key tightened and relaxed, constantly rubbing the small copper object.

Qu Chaoyuan's throat seemed to be choked, he walked around the room silently twice, stopped in front of the door, started walking again, and walked to the window in disorderly steps.

You can see those flowers through the window.

After settling in front of the window for a few minutes, Qu Chaoyuan started calling.

He never dared to face the bustling flowers again.

At this time, Quan Tang was receiving an IV in the school hospital, and he was lying on the bed like a limp grass dog, breathing quietly.

The evening light was warm blood, splashing on his face through the sky blue curtains of the hospital.

His face was a mixture of orange and intense red.

Like lantana sprinkled all over the face.