Back to the year when my husband was the worst

The door of one classroom was not closed tightly, the wind blew through it suddenly, and the door hit the door frame with a loud "bang", and several adjacent classrooms cursed: "Fuck!"

The two fell silent for an instant.

When the shouting and scolding around stopped, Zhou Yai clicked his tongue: "Yes, how do you know?"

"You," Xu Qingran opened his mouth, feeling like he had choked back some bad words, "Can't you be more humble?"

He was disappointed in his heart, in fact, I also remember a lot of things, you can see that I didn't show off everywhere... although there are many things I don't remember.

"No." Zhou Ya changed his position and stood beside Xu Qingran, "You just have a bad memory."

"You're too demanding." Xu Qingran didn't understand why his bad memory caused him trouble, "I can't pick out one out of ten people who have such a good photographic memory like you. Why don't you remember clearly? It's just a bad memory, right? ?”

What's more, what's wrong with a big forgetfulness? Don't everyone want their lover to have a bad memory. It's better to forget all the people who have been ambiguous for a few years.

Xu Qingran expresses this meaning tactfully, and suddenly finds that Zhou Ya's mood is much lower.

The boy stood at the air outlet, the rain and the wind tugged at the hem of his short sleeves, and there was a deliberately twisted unhappiness on his neatly contoured face.

After Xu Qingran finished babbling, Zhou Jair didn't speak.

Xu Qingran quickly finished filling two bottles of water, and wanted to divert the topic to other places: "Actually, it's good to have a photographic memory. You can see everything faster than others... Actually, I can remember a lot of things. It’s just that I’m too lazy to remember the important things, but I still remember the important things, so many years, don’t I remember your birthday and anniversary every time?”

"It's not very important." Zhou Yai repeated it in a strange tone.

Xu Qingran walked over: "Speak louder, it's raining too much over there and I can't hear you clearly."

"...you have circled important dates on your calendar." Zhou Ya tilted his head and copied his pocket with one hand, "I have also set up a memo, every time my phone, computer, remind you a week in advance, and the password at home , your mobile phone password, computer password, are important dates."

Xu Qingran is a qualified partner. Their entire home is full of things from both of them. There are always surprises for big and small festivals. The details of the decoration also take care of the preferences of both parties. If you don't sleep, remember to send him a message to report that you are safe. Staying is really staying, and being romantic is also really romantic.

Xu Qingran can only continue to think about other things that can prove that his brain is easy to use: "...I still remember that when you were a child, there was a picture of you with only a bunch of hair in front of your forehead."

"..."

They just flipped through the photo album together once, and the photo with only a bunch of hair in front of the forehead just flashed by, black and white photos, not high-definition, it is not easy for Xu Qingran to remember this flashing thing.

Zhou Ya suddenly didn't know what to say.

"How is it?" Xu Qingran came over, and said a sour love story by the way: "As long as it is related to you, I will remember it."

"..." Pull it down.

Zhou Ya looked at him, and suddenly stretched out his hands to pinch his cheeks and pulled them to both sides.

"Fuck!" Xu Qingran grabbed him, "What are you doing!"

"I want to see how big your face can be." Zhou Ya snorted and laughed, took two water bottles from Xu Qingran's hand, and turned back.

Xu Qingran:?

The flesh on his face was not thick, and the two marks from such a pinch were particularly conspicuous, and the hot feeling still lingered on the skin.

Oh shit.

Xu Qingran rubbed his face and said to himself, what do you mean?

Is this angry?

Because he has a bad memory?

He felt very strange, how come he has been around so many people without seeing Zhou Ya furrow his brows, and even said the word "jealousy" in a bland manner, what is he doing now, he thinks he has a bad memory?

What's wrong with your bad memory?Are you still doing things like Xingxueba mocking the scumbags?

Xu Qingran raised his hat and angrily followed the person in front.

The classroom was in a mess, and the young man who promised to guard the back door went to another group to play games, and he completely forgot about it.

Xu Qingran followed Zhou Ya back to the classroom. Zhou Ya had long legs and took long steps. He didn't want to wait for him. Xu Qingran also walked quickly. As he walked, he saw a dark moving shadow on the other side of the corridor.

Xu Qingran shouted softly: "Zhou Yai, there seems to be a teacher in front!"

Zhou Ya didn't hear it.

"Zhou Ya!" Xu Qingran continued to yell in a low voice, "Qiaogou seems to be here!"

Zhou Ya heard the movement and turned his head sideways.

At this time, Xu Qingran saw that the dark shadow suddenly accelerated. The shadow seemed to be holding an umbrella. When walking along the opposite corridor, he could only see the umbrella surface. Reflects light under hallway lights.

"Fuck!" Xu Qingran cursed secretly, and immediately ignored Zhou Yai, and quickly ran past Zhou Yai.

Sombra appears to be running.

"Why?" Zhou Ya didn't catch Xu Qingran.

Xu Qingran turned back and said, "The dean is here."

Director Qiao was very experienced at first glance. He didn't make a sound when he moved, and he was dressed in black, and he didn't know who he was except for the reflection on the top of his head.

When Zhou Yai followed, Xu Qingran had just knocked on the front door of Class [-] classroom.This person is obviously a mature adult at heart, but every time he gets up in the second grade, he can't catch up.

"Boom!"

Xu Qingran: "Joe!"

Two tones, the classroom was silent for a moment, and then the cats and dogs jumped around, flashes, eaves and walls and stealth were staged everywhere, the card chess board disappeared and disappeared, the papers should be sent out, everyone's waist was straight, and they were writing with a pen.

The classroom had just been restored to its original state, and Joe Dog arrived at the back door at the same time: "Hand over all the prohibited items!"

After he finished yelling, he saw that the classroom was sitting neatly. Everyone turned their heads to look at him, confused and whining, no one made a sound, and they all condemned him with their eyes.

"You guys!" Director Qiao himself saw the curtains on their side closed tightly when he was on the opposite side, and an inconspicuous shadow was cast on the curtains. It’s at school, who brought it, be more conscious, is school a place for you to play with these things?”

Everyone: "..."

Anyway, Director Qiao didn't call the roll, so they all turned around and continued to write questions except to look at Director Qiao.

Director Qiao looked at Xu Qingran: "And you, Xu Qingran, it's you again, what are you doing standing there? I just saw you from a long distance in the corridor. I don't know what the weather is like now. The road is wet and slippery. You Take the lead and run around!"

"I was wrong." Xu Qingran quickly admitted.

Director Qiao: "What's wrong?"

Xu Qingran: "You can't run in the corridor on rainy days."

Just after finishing talking, another person came in at the door, followed behind Xu Qingran, who seemed to be taken aback when he saw Director Qiao, and then said: "Oh, it turns out that the person who ran over in the opposite corridor just now is the director."

"..."

Director Qiao's face became stinky and embarrassed: "You read it wrong."

Xu Qingran lowered his head and pretended to be obedient, he let out a snort, and then covered it with his hand: "I'm sorry."

Director Qiao: "..."

I don't see you seem a little sorry.

The rest of Class [-] couldn't help it either, and didn't dare to laugh loudly, but gasping sounds could be heard everywhere.

"What are you doing?" Director Qiao walked in with a straight face, "How many days are left in the exam? It will be the third monthly exam soon. Did you do well last time?"

Director Qiao still firmly believed that they brought chess and cards, but he walked around and didn't find that the ones who were most troublesome were writing questions seriously, and the ones that were not troublesome were exempted from inspection in his eyes.

When Director Qiao walked out of the classroom, Class Nine burst out laughing undisguisedly.

Director Qiao also made a surprise inspection of the class next door, but when he walked into Class [-], other classes saw it. Director Qiao walked around without any gain. He knew there was a problem but couldn't find it. patrol.

The curtains of each class were opened, and a figure walked past the window from time to time, looking at the classroom with a vulture face, and someone quickly took a sneak shot. A new topic appeared on the forum that day-the rainy night vulture.

Xu Qingran waited for Class Nine to laugh enough, and emphasized: "Why are you laughing, the corridor outside is wet and slippery, it's right not to run around."

The others laughed even more.

Xu Qingran still didn't want to write the question, and lay down on the table to look at his husband's profile.

His husband didn't seem to want to talk to him very much, and he shook the lottery container and took a pen from it in a leisurely manner.

"What did you get?" Xu Qingran asked.

Zhou Ya glanced at him: "I won't tell you."

Ok.

Xu Qingran stopped asking, he planned to observe from Zhou Yai's expression whether he got a good lottery or a bad lottery.

After 5 minutes, Xu Qingran gave up.

Zhou Ya may have this expression on everything he draws.

His husband has turned back into the aloof Teacher Zhou.

Xu Qingran found himself particularly uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, Xu Qingran teased him in a different way: "Then guess what that one I drew earlier?"

Zhou Ya: "..."

That note was hidden by Xu Qingran, and it has never appeared again until now.

Zhou Ya put the note into his pocket: "Don't guess."

don't guess.

Xu Qingran: "...you are doing well."

If you don't guess, you don't guess.

The two didn't speak again until after school.

Director Qiao was walking around outside, so he couldn't play with his mobile phone blatantly. The two of them each took a set of test questions and spread them out on the table, and kept writing with a signature pen.

In the past two days, due to the weather, late classes ended early, and some people started to pack their schoolbags when school was about to end. Some people poked their heads out and searched outside, saying that Qiaogou was no longer on this floor.

Zhou Ya was the first to cover the pen, and waited for Xu Qingran on the seat, Xu Qingran also put down the pen and stared at him.

"Senior." Zhou Yai raised his chin, "You haven't looked at the yearbook since you brought it back?"

Xu Qingran didn't move.

If this album is really a personal album, it will be fine, but this thickness seems to contain "private goods".He took advantage of the time when Zhou Yai went to the bathroom to flip through the extra thick twenty-odd pages, and firmly pasted letters on the black hard cardboard.

There is no position to be angry.

Xu Qingran is so humble.

He could see that Zhou Ya just wanted to quarrel, and when he heard that it was a small quarrel, he was afraid of whoever quarreled.But people can pick out each other's points when they quarrel, and now he only remembers Zhou Ya's insulting his memory.

He tried hard to find another point, but he couldn't think of it.

No wonder Zhou Yai suspected that he had a bad memory and that he was not even qualified to quarrel with others.

"What did you call me just now?" Xu Qingran leaned on the table and approached.

Zhou Ya smiled: "Senior."

Xu Qingran: "..."

To die.

He glanced at the remaining heads in the classroom, and retreated with some regret.

"The weather forecast says that the rain will stop tomorrow, so we should be able to leave school tomorrow." Liu Chengyuan stood on the podium and told them, "Anyone who is running out of clothes at school can borrow them from the dormitory next door. It's a little bit, the weather is easy to get sick now. Oh, by the way, try to find someone with a similar body shape."

A boy in the class borrowed Liu Chengyuan's clothes today. Liu Chengyuan is 1.9 meters tall, and the boy is small, and his short sleeves were replaced by middle sleeves.

Liu Chengyuan directly took two people as examples: "The two behind, the emperor and Brother Yai, are about the same size. They should be one size fits all. If the boy has no clothes, ask them to borrow two."

Xu Qingran subconsciously looked at Zhou Ya's neckline, moved his gaze up to meet him: "..."

A boy ran over, took a look at Zhou Yai, then turned to Xu Qingran: "Brother Yai, how do you see my figure?"

"You shout again?" Xu Qingran was speechless.

The boy's face turned red: "Oh, Brother Ran."

"I have so many clothes, I'll get them to you when I go back." Zhou Ya patted the boy on the shoulder, "You share the dormitory with the monitor, right?"

"Correct."

Xu Qingran didn't notice when there were so many admirers of Zhou Ya in the class before, and the boy was smiling and blushing when he left the class.

"Why did you borrow him?" Xu Qingran pointed out of the corridor unreasonably, "Why?"

"His clothes are not dry, and we are about the same size."

"Have you seen it, you know it's almost there!" Xu Qingran clicked his tongue.

The road is slippery in rainy days, and I dare not move my hands and feet when walking on the road.

Zhou Ya waited patiently for him to reach the dry place on the floor before calling him, "Brother Ran."

Xu Qingran: "Why?"

Zhou Ya: "Are you jealous?"

Xu Qingran paused for a moment: "No."

Zhou Ya withdrew his hand and said, "That's it."

Xu Qingran: "..."

He had an ominous feeling.