The rain was still crackling, playing melodious melodies on the branches and umbrellas, and Chumu was leaning on Nangong Moyu's chest, weeping continuously...

"Listen other hythmof the falling rain,, Telling me just what afool ​​I've been., I wishthatit would go and let me cry in vain,, Andlet me beal one again.  …"

Nangong Moyu's warm and low-mellow voice was next to his ears. He was singing, singing his favorite ballad - "Melody in the Rain".Kumu doesn't like many songs, but he has a special liking for "Melody in the Rain". He has always liked to hear Nangong sing this song with his low and mellow voice.

In the past, he didn't like to sing this song. He thought the lyrics were too sad. Until later, after they separated, he listened to this song almost every day in the past ten years.

"The only girl I care about as gone. Looking for a brand new start! Butlittle does she know that when she left that day. Along with her she took my heart.  …"

"Nangong, stop singing..."

Chu Mu raised his head, his dark eyes were still sparkling, and his voice was slightly hoarse because of crying.

"Don't like to hear it?"

Seeing him raise his head, he stretched out his hand and carefully wiped his tears.

"It's so sad..." Chu Mu said softly.

"Actually, the tune is still very cheerful." Nangong smiled at him faintly, talking about the conversation they often had ten years ago, but the speaker turned the other way...

"Mo Yu, you've changed." Chu Mu stared at the man in front of him, whispered, stretched out his right hand when speaking, and gently held his hand.

"Xiaomu, you have changed too." Nangong Moyu's smile was still elegant and indifferent, he held him gently with his left hand, interlocking his fingers, he saw the blue ribbon constantly fluttering on his left hand...

It was originally a hairband he bought to give Dean Chu as a birthday present, but Dean Chu cut his hair short, so it was useless to leave it there.

Chumu felt distressed and entangled, so he smiled at him and said: "Xiaomu, since you like it so much, you can give it to me. It's right to give something you like to your loved ones."

"Nangong, you are so narcissistic, who said you are my beloved! Besides, you are a big man, and you don't tie your hair, what's the use of giving it to you?" Chu Mu stared at the smiling Nangong.

"It can be used like this."

He smiled at him gently, snatched it while he wasn't paying attention, and tied it on his wrist. Unexpectedly, it was tied for ten years...

Chu Mu stretched out his hand and gently stroked the blue ribbon. Ten years later, it was still so new. It could be seen that he really cared about it and carefully protected it.

A beautiful smile rippling from Chu Mu's face: ten years, really changed a lot of things!

But their love is as good as first meeting...

In the teacher's office on the third floor, Dongfang Bubai squinted his eyes and looked at his two favorite students with a smile.

"It's a coincidence that I just hung up Chumu's phone and said to come to see me, and Nangong actually called in. You two really have a good understanding, and you came to see me at the same time."

Dongfang Bubai looked at Chu Mu and Nangong Moyu and laughed all the time. While talking, he handed the boiling water to Chu Mu and Nangong Moyu.

"What? Didn't Nangong bring an umbrella?"

Dongfang Bubai looked at Nangong Moyu whose clothes were wet, lowered his head and took out a tissue from the drawer and handed it to him.

"Wipe it quickly, lest you catch a cold later."

"It's okay, the weather is warm now, just treat it as cooling down."

Nangong Moyu took the tissue Dongfang Bubai handed over, smiled lightly, wiped it, and said.

"That's right, you young people are in good health, which is different from my old man!" Dongfang Bubai said, looking up out of the window, with emotion.

"Teacher, 41 flowers for a man, you are at your most beautiful now, how old are you?"

Chu Mu mischievously smiled at his respected physics teacher, because Dongfang Bubai usually has unique taste and old-fashioned clothes, they always thought he was a middle-aged man in his 40s, but who knew that ten years later, he would 40 years old... Just like that sentence, it was like this ten years ago, and it is still like this now...

"Chumu is really getting better at talking! However, the teacher is really old, and his physical fitness has declined!" Dongfang Bubai smiled kindly at Chumu, "Time flies, ten years in the blink of an eye , if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, in my impression, you are just a bunch of mischievous little ones!"

"Teacher, I'm wronged by what you said! When did I become mischievous?" Chu Mu blinked his black and white eyes and protested dissatisfiedly, "It's Nangong who is mischievous!"

"That's right... I really wronged Chumu, you are my most proud student!"

Dongfang Bubai smiled at Chumu, then turned to look at Nangong who had just finished wiping his body with water and was about to throw a tissue.

"Nangong is the troublemaker."

Dongfang Bubai said while pushing the wastebasket in front of Nangong Moyu.

Nangong Moyu threw the tissue into the wastebasket, raised his head, and smiled slightly:

"Teacher, I only play basketball at most, and I'm late occasionally. If you want to be naughty, you really wronged me!"

"That's right! That's right! Teacher, you have wronged him! At most, Nangong just sleeps in class and is surrounded by girls after class..."

Chu Mu frowned and smiled "giggle", Dongfang Bubai also laughed:

"I remember that on Valentine's Day, Nangong received a lot of chocolates, so much that it affected the class, I confiscated them all when I got angry!"

"That's right! Teacher Zhou was furious and scared the whole class!" Chu Mu pointed at Dongfang Bubai, "Mr. Zhou, you don't know how much we were afraid of you back then!"

"You all call me Dongfang Bubai behind my back?"

"..."

Nangong Moyu was silent, and Chu Mu immediately raised his hand in protest: "I didn't! I always call you Teacher Zhou."

"In your class, you only remember that my surname is Zhou. I occasionally meet former students on the street. They all think my surname is Dongfang, and they respectfully call me Teacher Dongfang..."

Dongfang Bubai couldn't laugh or cry, but his smile was full of joy. As a teacher, when talking about his students, he always had endless things to say and was always full of a sense of accomplishment...

"Of course he has to respect the teacher. Teacher, you love him so much, give him so much chocolate to eat alone." Nangong Moyu looked at Chumu and smiled.

"..."

Chu Mu suddenly became embarrassing!

So he knew that Dongfang Bubai had given him all the confiscated chocolates...

"Hahahahahaha..."

Seeing Chu Mu like this, Dongfang Bubai couldn't help laughing, the smile was full of kindness, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, smiled at them, and smiled wickedly: "Actually, I was very curious at the time, how Xiao Mu would deal with those The chocolates that other girls gave to my boyfriend, I didn't expect him to accept them all with a happy face, and I ate them with great relish for a week..."

"Teacher, you..."

Both Chu Mu and Nangong Mo Yu were stunned. Neither of them expected that Dongfang Bubai would know about their relationship. They always thought that their secret love was well hidden.

"You brats are self-righteous again, aren't you?" Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows and smiled kindly, "Do you think you can fool the teacher with your little tricks at that time? The teacher eats more salt than you It’s a lot of rewards! It’s just that although the two of you have a puppy love or a same-sex relationship, but it didn’t affect your grades, I don’t know..."

"..."

In Dongfang Bubai's bright smile, Chumu and Nangong Moyu looked at me and I looked at you, feeling filled with emotions for a moment.

"report!"

At this time, a student came in, holding a thick homework book, and asked Dongfang Bubai for advice. He was a very serious student. He asked every detail, and recorded it carefully. down.

The student left the classroom after asking the question. Looking at his small back, Nangong couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "A hardworking boy, he really looks like you back then, Chumu." While speaking, he turned his head to look at himself The eyes of the people around are full of doting and love.

Dongfang Bubai still had early self-study in the evening, and Chu Mu and Nangong Moyu didn't want to delay him for too long. After a brief chat, they left each other's contact information and said goodbye.

When they came out of Dongfang Bubai's office, the rain stopped completely, and the sunset unexpectedly came out again, turning the sky into a hazy yellow, and the students rushed to the classroom one after another for evening self-study.

However, when passing by the basketball court, there was actually a teenager playing basketball leisurely, completely ignoring the ringing of the class bell.

"He really looks like you! Late King!"

Chu Mu pointed at the boy and stuck out his tongue at Nangong mischievously.

At this time, the basketball in the boy's hand suddenly slipped and flew towards them. Nangong Moyu reached out and caught the basketball, held it firmly, then patted the ball, and headed towards the basket. He ran over, lifted his feet off the ground, jumped, and slammed the basketball towards the hoop.

A perfect slam dunk, when Nangong Moyu landed, the basket was still shaking. In the setting sun, the man turned his head and smiled gently at Chumu, his smile was unusually bright and relaxed.

"Chu Mu, I've always wanted to tell you that this is called playing basketball!"

Nangong Moyu's smile was really bright, the setting sun fell on him, making him a little blurry, in a trance, Chu Mu seemed to have traveled through time and space and returned to ten years ago, the basketball boy was smiling proudly at him...

"It's a pity that my hands are not good yet, otherwise I can compete with you on the court."

Chumu looked at his left hand regretfully, smiled at Nangong Moyu, and suddenly his eyes fell on the boy who was shocked by Nangong Moyu's dunk, pursed his lips, and pretended to be serious and said to him: "This Classmate, if you don't go to class, you will be punished by the teacher and run away!"

"Ah—" when Chu Mu reminded him, the young man seemed to be surprised by something, "I even forgot that the first class was that perverted Dongfang Bubai's class...!"

The boy cursed in a low voice, picked up the basketball, and ran towards the classroom in a panic. Before leaving, he gave Nangong Moyu an admiring look.

Seeing his running back, Chumu and Nangong Moyu couldn't help but smile at each other, it turned out that their dear Teacher Zhou is still so powerful...

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