Fog River

After reaching an agreement with Section Chief Ding, Chi Shu finished his breakfast in the political and educational office, received a staffing application, and returned to the office.

Old man Ding still had a bit of conscience, so he didn't let Chi Shu do it for nothing, and offered to pay him two salaries for dual entry into the political and religious establishment.

Never too little words, never too much money.Chi Shu had no reason to be hypocritical, and he pretended not to hesitate and responded directly.

As soon as he entered the office, the chattering female teachers and the smelly hungry wolf all turned to look at him.He didn't speak, just watched.

Chi Shu scanned around calmly, but missed Yang Dai's figure.I immediately felt something was wrong.

"Teacher Chi," the team leader looked embarrassed and helpless, "This... Teacher Xiao Yang went back crying. You..."

"You told me what you wanted to express." Chi Shu frowned in disgust, squinting at her.

The team leader immediately waved his hands and said with a sneer: "It's nothing interesting, so I'll just talk to you. Well... no matter what happens today, we'll get along well in the future. Don't make it so unpleasant if we're all in the same office."

Chi Shu sneered and hooked his lips, picked up the lesson plan and put it on the bag: "Okay, since you have spoken, the team leader, I will pretend that today's incident never happened, but I won't be so lenient if it happens again in the future .After all, no one would like their private life to be meddled with by outsiders."

It's very interesting to say this.

Not only mocking Yang Dai, but also insinuating that bunch of female teachers messing around.

Looking at the faces that were slowly becoming stiff, Chi Shu raised his eyebrows in satisfaction and provocation, and left the office with the things in his hand and walked out.

He has been busy all day today. He has classes from the end of the visiting time to self-study next night, plus the materials to be compiled and stamped with official seals. He doesn't have much time to think about these bad things.

I ran a few times outside to prepare the materials, and after the official seal was stamped, I went back to the school to submit the application to the Political and Education Office.Immediately afterwards, I went back to the class and followed the syllabus for class. After class, I didn't go back to the office. I just put my phone in the classroom and chatted with the students.In the evening, I will help the teacher who used to be in the same group as the second year of high school to do evening self-study, and I will have breakfast after a day of spinning.

When Chi Shu walked out of the school, he felt like a patient with hypoglycemia, unable to use his hands and feet, and unable to open his vocal cords.Like a walking dead, he dragged his body to the parking lot and prepared to drive home along with the memories of the past.

But he was looking for the keys in the parking shed while wandering around for several times, but he didn't see his flamboyant SUV. He stood there in a daze for a long time before he remembered that the car was there, together with the car keys.

Thinking of this, Chi Shu immediately became energetic as if he had poured several bottles of glucose.The hands are not empty, the feet are not floating, striding out of the school gate in a hurry and rushing towards the cigarette shop.

At this time, the students hadn't finished their evening self-study, and the whole street was very cold, only the lights of various colors danced and flickered in the night.

The signboard outside the cigarette shop was also set up with blue lights and white lights, which was particularly eye-catching in the warm colors.It looked like the blue flame on the cover of one of Chi Shu's favorite songs.

—the blue flame burning on the pink rose.

Chi Shu crossed the road without even looking at his beloved car, and hurriedly opened the door and entered.

The edge of the door slid past the hanging bell, and there was a series of jingling sounds accompanied by Chi Shu's footsteps.

Bian Yan also followed the ringtone and looked up, but the movement of the cigarette in his hand didn't stop.

"Boss Bian," Chi Shu walked over, dragged a high chair and sat opposite Bian Yan, leaned over and asked, "Miss me?"

Bian Yan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, without turning back, he just lowered his head and continued with the movement of his hands.

Chi Shu was not in a hurry, and leaned on the counter with his chin propped on his hand, staring sideways.

At this time, the song in the store changed, and it was Chi Shu's favorite song.The song with the blue flames on the cover.

Chi Shu tapped his toes on the floor, tilted his head slightly, and sang along to the tune in a low voice.

ewithme, and you'll be.

Ina world of pure imagination.

Take a look and you'll see

Intination.

Chi Shu's voice was very clean, but with a unique low tone. There was an indescribable comfort in this soothing slow tone.

After the buzzing disappeared, Chi Shu reached out and hooked off the transparent mask that Bian Yan was wearing, touched his scarred mark, and said softly, "ewithme."

Bian Yan stared at Chi Shu's hand with downcast eyes for a while, but he didn't move away, but he didn't express his opinion either.

"Ewithme." Chi Shu repeated.

Immediately afterwards, he stepped on the stool and stood up, slid his hands along Bian Yan's cheeks to the back of his head, and tilted his head towards him.

The distance between the lips of the two is only half a finger, and even those who are close can feel the trembling of each other's eyelashes.

Chi Shu didn't get any closer, so he stopped here.

He has already sent out the invitation, and the rest of the initiative is entirely on the side.

To kiss or not to kiss is all in Bian Yan's thoughts.

Bian Yan tilted his head slightly, and the distance between the lips of the two narrowed, but they still couldn't fit together.

"Chi Shu," Bian Yan's low and hoarse voice sounded, and there was a slight rubbing touch between his lips when he opened and closed, "You don't want to walk through my hands like this."

Chi Shu froze for a moment, then smiled: "Boss Bian, I'm so cute, are you willing to play with me?"

Bian Yan pulled off the mask, reached out to cover Chi Shu's face, and directly reversed the situation so that Chi Shu looked up at him.He stared at Chi Shu's face condescendingly for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and imitated his movements, bringing his lips to a position only half a finger away.

"Chi Shu, you're the first one who dares to recruit me after hearing about me."

Chi Shu raised his eyebrows: "What an honor."

Bian Yan didn't know if he was amused by his shamelessness, licked his lips and chuckled, and commented: "I don't know how to live or die."

"Then I'll be more respectful than obedient."

Chi Shu blinked quickly, followed Bian Yan's movement, and quickly swept his lips, and quickly pulled away before he could react.

The rapid rubbing of lips felt like an adrenaline shot into his brain. Chi Shu stood still and thought about it, only feeling that his whole body was light, and even his exhaled breath was full of restless excitement.

Bian Yan still froze in place as he held onto Chi Shu, as if his whole body was frozen in cement, and he couldn't even detect the ups and downs of his breathing.

After a long time, he seemed to have slowly recovered from his astonishment, and stood up to look at Chi Shu.

Chi Shu stretched out the tip of his tongue and swept his lower lip: "Boss Bian smells so damn good."

"Oh, Chi Shu," Bian Yan took out a piece of wet paper and wiped his hands leisurely, "Don't cry in the future."

Chi Shu snorted, and leaned his cheeks closer: "Boss Bian wiped it for me too, when you held my face just now, the tobacco dust also stained my face."

hold.

It's really worthy of teaching language, just using a single verb can change the meaning of the whole action.

Bian Yan really couldn't figure out how this person could be so shameless right now, it was funny but also a little angry.

It made me a little angry to think that he might have chased others like this before his eyes.

Bian Yan flicked the wet tissue in his hand to his face, with little strength, but the action looked aggressive.He said coldly, "Wipe it yourself."

Chi Shu's face was covered with a wet tissue, and the voice sounded muffled, with a small hook.

Bian Yan thought that Chi Shu would throw away the wet tissue and take another one to wipe.But Chi Shu refreshed his cognition again.

Just like the obsessive man in the movie, Chi Shu sniffed the smell on the wet tissue, then tore it off, staring at Bian Yan's eyes while wiping his cheek with the place where he wiped his hand.

"Is it clean?" Chi Shu moved his face closer.

Bian Yan avoided it sideways, with a difficult expression on his face: "It's clean."

Chi Shule blossomed, and moved in front of him following his movements: "Boss Bian, are you shy?"

"No," Bian Yan put on his gloves, wiped off the residue of the rolled cigarettes one by one, and knocked them down on the table a few times.

Halfway through, he suddenly remembered something and pointed his hand outward: "The car key is in that box, take it and go."

Chi Shu didn't move, and dragged the chair over: "That's possible, not good."

Bian smiled annoyed, covered the cigarette case heavily in his hand, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes, and it's very urgent." Chi Shu sat on the chair and turned around. "Boss Bian, you know the situation in our school. The smoking problem must be dealt with. After passing by the staff of our smoking management team It was unanimously decided that starting today, we will patrol around the shop every morning and evening to catch the students who come to buy cigarettes. This is a notice, not a consultation.”

Bian Yan looked at his complacent expression, didn't say anything else, just touched his cheek and replied: "Very good, then Mr. Chi, you should go to spend some time outside now instead of sitting here."

"I know," Chi Shu said, "but, Boss Bian, do you have the heart to watch me crouch in a corner feeding mosquitoes?"

Bian Yan: "It's autumn, there are no mosquitoes."

Chi Shu was not embarrassed at all, and continued: "Then can you bear to watch me squat in the corner until my feet go numb? I have been standing in class all day."

"I can sponsor a small folding chair for free." Bian Yan didn't take this set at all. "And Mr. Chi, who would come in if you're sitting in the shop. I dare not let you fall short."

"You won't let me fall short," Chi Shu twirled his finger along the edge of the candle, and the candlelight was imprinted in his pupils, "You will make me win a big victory."

Bian Yan raised his chin disapprovingly: "I'm not someone who can give you such confidence."

Chi Shu waved his fingers: "Boss Bian, I'm not confident in you, I'm confident in myself. I believe in my own vision."

"Your vision?" Bian Yan sneered, "Your vision is not very good."

Chi Shu frowned displeased.Roughly counting, this is already the third time that Bian Yan has used this tone to belittle himself in front of him.

Chi Shu didn't understand.But it seems that I can understand a little more.

"Bian Yan," Chi Shu stood up, with serious eyes, "You don't need to tell me what kind of person you are, and I don't need others to tell me what kind of person you are. I'm not blind, I can see for myself."

"What kind of person you are, I will see with my eyes."