Running away from the boss every day

Song Xutang led Song Yu around, and the two of them walked on the road without unnecessary communication.

There are not many people in the library at this time. Because of the snow, many students are stacking snowballs and playing snowball fights from the window.

Schools are sacred places that can heal as well as cause harm.

Song Yu flipped through the books, took out a book from the shelf with her index finger, lowered her eyelashes without any waves.

"There are a lot of books here. Teacher Song is fine. I'll go back to the classroom first."

"Student Xiao, please wait."

Song Yu waved the book in his hand, "Can I trouble you to read the book with me, maybe there is something I don't understand, and I need you to remind me more."

Song Xutang was a little displeased with her shameless behavior.

She looked at the scattered people around, walked up to her, and said forbearance: "You are more white, you give me enough, I don't have the time to play this kind of trick with you."

Song Yu looked slightly surprised, "Yue Baiyun? It's such a familiar name, could it be that Yue's Yue Baiyun, Xiao students know Yue Baiyun?"

Song Xutang was angry: "You? You pretend!"

"But I'm really not getting whiter. If you don't believe me, you can touch my face. It looks similar to her." Song Yu frowned and smiled, gently took her hand, and gently pressed it to her face , said softly: "You see, I look a little like her."

Song Xutang's fingers trembled, and she quickly withdrew her hand, her palm trembling.

"You, what the hell are you doing at school?"

Song Yu's brows were tinged with beauty, and he said aggrievedly, "Student Xiao, since you can't prove that I am whiter, don't be so hostile to me. Do you know how much it hurts people's hearts?"

Song Xutang's milk was full of anger, but she was suppressed by her tone of voice.

Song Yu put down the book, walked to the window, and pulled the blue curtains shut with a bang.

The light is instantly blocked.

A shadow fell.

Song Yu stepped on high heels and came to Song Xutang's side, provoking a few times in mid-air with his fingers like playing the piano, and grabbed Song Xutang's hand.

In an instant, she was pressed against the bookshelf, her slender and enchanting eyes seemed to be careless.

She lowered her head and looked at her for a moment.

"Student Xiao, you look at me with bloodshot eyes, what should I do?"

Song Xutang's face was gloomy, thinking of Yue Baiyun's phone call last night, which caused her insomnia in the middle of the night.

She grinned: "The dog barked a lot at night, so I didn't sleep well."

Song Yu's face darkened, "Dog?"

"Yes, I didn't get a good night's sleep from a barking dog barking in the middle of the night. Mr. Song, do you think this dog should be killed?"

"you……"

"Should the biting dog be kept?"

Song Yu gritted his teeth, smiled slightly, and pinched her face twice, "Student Xiao is absolutely right."

Song Xutang shuddered, pushed her away abruptly, and asked with a bad face: "Have you squeezed enough? Don't think that I will let you do whatever you want when you come to this school."

Song Yu straightened his sleeves, turned his head and glanced, "I am a teacher with good moral character."

And good ass.

Song Xutang left her alone, planning to leave.

However, thinking of something, the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"Actually, I once liked a woman."

Song Yu frowned and looked up.

Song Xutang smiled playfully: "But I don't love her anymore, no matter what she does, I will never love her again."

Song Yu: "Do you love her?"

"The word love is too heavy. My feelings towards her at the beginning were actually very complicated. I was lonely but passionate, confused but unwavering. However, my heart for loving her was completely dead. Teacher Song, you said that this heart is not enough." If you are dead, how can you rekindle it again?"

"Perhaps she is desperate and lonely at the moment. She is willing to make atonement to you in any gesture. Will you forgive her?"

There seemed to be a faint light in Song Xutang's eyes, "I don't know, I have a girlfriend now, and I don't need her anymore."

"Unless the water can flow backwards." After she finished speaking, she put her hands in her pockets and left alone.

The air conditioner is blowing, and the winter wind is always so cold.