Abducted the female teacher's best friend

In late December, City B ushered in the first snow of the year.

The white and translucent snowflakes are flying all over the sky, and the dead tree branches around are covered with these cute things, and the thick boots will make a creaking sound when stepping on the snow-colored white blanket.

Mu Hanxi stretched out her palm and took a light snowflake: "It's so beautiful."

Mo Zebei held her hand and led her forward slowly: "Have you ever built a snowman before?"

"It was piled up when I was young, but it disappeared after middle school."

"Me too," Mo Zebei looked into the distance and recalled the past, "I remember when I was in the fourth grade, there was a heavy snowfall in City J, which didn't stop all night. I didn't see any shoes when I went down... Originally, my father and I were helping to shovel snow in the downstairs community. Later, the neighbor's children took me to build a snowman together. After my father cleaned the main road, he came to help us with other uncles and aunts. We finally built a snowman. I made three snowmen, some big and some small, lined up in a row, which looked very nice, but unfortunately the next day was a sunny day, and it slowly melted away afterward.”

Mu Hanxi twitched the hair next to her ear: "The snowman is gone, but that memory is still in your mind. When you recall it, you are always happy."

Mo Zebei nodded in agreement.

Coming out of the restaurant, on the way to the laboratory building, Mo Zebei saw Lu Xing holding Xuetuanzi from a long distance away.

He shouted Mo Zebei, and then a chubby ball flew towards her. Mo Zebei subconsciously turned to the outside, and in an instant, this solid blow landed on Mu Hanxi's right arm.

Mu Hanxi groaned in pain, Mo Zebei tilted his head to look at him, and frowned slightly: "Wait for me to avenge you."

After she finished speaking, she began to bend over to roll snowballs, and Lu Xing took the opportunity to throw another ball: "Student Mo, look at the trick!"

"Be careful!" Seeing the situation, Mu Hanxi hastily pulled Mo Zebei off, Mo Zebei staggered a bit, but finally did not dodge, and suffered a severe blow to his calf.

"Mu Hanxi, help me too, I'll smash him to pieces later..."

"How old are you both..." Mu Hanxi couldn't help chuckling, "Why are you still acting like a child?"

Mo Zebei glanced at Lu Xing on the opposite side of his eyes: "Hurry up, hurry up, help me, he is already preparing bullets."

Affected by her aura, Mu Hanxi unconsciously became nervous, reaching out to grab the snow...

Mo Zebei's hit rate is extremely high, and he can hit Lu Xing basically every time. After a while, Jiang Yan and Qiu Rui also passed by here, and Mo Zebei stopped him...

Lu Xing kept dodging while howling with grievances, until the preparation bell rang, and they stopped the snowball fight and ran to the classroom quickly.

Although he was late, the discipline of the second class has always been lax. Instead of saying anything, old man Zhou helped Mo Zebei pat the small lump on his shoulder.

In the third class of evening self-study, old man Zhou handed Mo Zebei a note written with a brush, to the effect that he asked her to go to his one-bedroom to eat hot pot after evening self-study. He had already borrowed the stove, Charcoal, bought the ingredients.

It should be said that the establishment of the deep teacher-student friendship between Mo Zebei and Old Man Zhou originated from a rainy day on vacation last weekend. The two played three games of chess. It left a deep impression, and the two have been a teacher and friend ever since.

Mo Zebei readily accepted the appointment, and besides the people in their dormitory, the cheeky Lu Xing also followed.

Old man Zhou doesn’t know how to cook. The charcoal stove was made by teacher Tian next door. Among them, only Qiu Rui has cooked at home, and the others have never been involved in the kitchen. Fortunately, eating hot pot is relatively simple, not so trouble.

When everyone is ready, they start working. Teacher Tian is stir-frying the bottom of the hot pot, Jiang Yan and Mu Hanxi are washing vegetables, Qiu Rui is cutting meat, Mo Zebei and old man Zhou are playing chess, and Lu Xing sits beside him eating melon seeds.

When everything is ready, it will be almost 10:30 in the evening.

Seven people sat together, each holding a small bowl, eating and chatting, the atmosphere was harmonious and lively.

"Your Teacher Zhou is really used to you," Teacher Tian said cheerfully, "I still want to make hot pot for you guys in this cold weather."

"The old man in my class is not spoiling us," Lu Xing grinned, "He is spoiling his little chess friend Mo Zebei, and we are all in the light of Mo Zebei tonight..."

Old man Zhou didn't blame Lu Xing for being young or not, he took a sip of the old wine, smacked his lips and ate a mouthful of beef: "Now it's cold and windy outside, and it's freezing, it's the days of eating hot pot. Back then, when I was young... He held the cigarette between his fingers, and looked back at the past against the lingering mist...

Qiu Rui was fascinated, and finally she tilted her head and whispered to Jiang Yan: "I used to only know how to study, but now I realize that life can be rich and colorful..."

"Yeah, we study not only to acquire knowledge," Jiang Yan said in a rare and serious tone, "but to become a wise person, look at those masters throughout the ages..."

Since they still had classes tomorrow morning, they left at about 11:30, and only old man Zhou and Teacher Tian were left to drink together.

The bright moon shines on the snow, and the surroundings are shining brightly. The way back is full of laughter.

"I'm leaving," Lu Xing waved his hand to say goodbye to them, "See you tomorrow morning."

Mo Zebei grabbed Xue and threw it over, Lu Xing nimbly jumped away and ran away.

After washing up at night, the four of them lay on the beds, the lamp sticks above their heads had been turned off, and the surroundings were quiet in the dark night.

Perhaps influenced by old man Zhou's remarks, Jiang Yan was still a little excited. She couldn't sleep well, turned over, turned her head and asked, "Hey, what do you all want to do in the future?"

She asked this question suddenly, all three of them were silent for a while, and no one answered.

Jiang Yan kicked the bed board under Qiu Rui: "Ruirui, you go first."

Qiu Rui trembled following her kicking action: "Wait a minute...I'm thinking."

After two or three minutes, Qiu Rui said weakly: "I just thought about it carefully, and I don't seem to have too many requirements for life. I just want to be admitted to the ideal university, have a stable job, and then be with the person I like. Get married and have children..." Speaking of this, Qiu Rui shyly said, "I want to have two babies, preferably a boy and a girl..."

Jiang Yan laughed out loud: "You are really amazing, you can imagine things as far away as having a child."

"It's not very far. When we go to college, if we don't go to graduate school, we have to think about these things..."

"Stop it, stop it, don't go on," Jiang Yan kicked the quilt, "otherwise your children will be able to make soy sauce in a while..."

Qiu Rui snorted at her, but didn't say anything more.

Afterwards, Mu Mo and Jiang talked about their future plans respectively. Mu Hanxi said that he wanted to study abroad so that he could engage in challenging translation work after graduation. Mo Zebei hoped that he could continue his studies in his favorite field. Carrying out academic research, Jiang Yan plans to enter the military academy and become an excellent female soldier in the future...

"Hey, compared to you, I seem to be an ordinary person," Qiu Rui murmured, clutching the quilt, "like the general public, I only live my life step by step..."

Mu Hanxi smiled upon hearing this: "We are all the same, Ruirui."

the same?Qiu Rui turned sideways and asked curiously: "Then Hanxi, let me ask you, what kind of boy do you like?"

Mo Zebei unconsciously held his breath and pricked up his ears...

Mu Hanxi was stunned for two seconds, then said embarrassedly: "I didn't think much about this problem before..."

"Then what do you think now..." Qiu Rui's voice was soft, "I really want to know." Jiang Yan took the opportunity to gossip as well...

Mu Hanxi couldn't bear the friction between the two of them, so she thought about it seriously: "It should be... tall, humorous, with a good personality, warm-hearted and considerate..."

For the rest of the night talk, Mo Zebei didn't say a word, during which Jiang Yan called her a few times, but when she didn't answer, the others thought she had fallen asleep.

Early the next morning, they all stayed in bed for a while, and after breakfast, they stepped into the classroom.

Because I slept late yesterday, after the morning reading class, several people lay on their seats with their arms under their pillows to catch up on sleep.

"Mu Hanxi, this is your class's English homework. I brought it back for you." Xing Ke, the English class representative of the next class, patted Mu Hanxi's left shoulder lightly.

Mo Zebei raised his head, looked at Xing Ke, touched his cup and took a sip of water.

After running the exercises between classes, Mo Zebei pulled Jiang Yan aside.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yan covered her mouth and yawned.

"Is Xing Ke originally from your class?"

Jiang Yan nodded: "He is the class grass of our class, and he is not only handsome, but also has good grades, so many girls in our class and other neighboring classes secretly love him."

Mo Zebei pursed his lips and remained silent.

Jiang Yan glanced sideways, and saw Xing Ke who was talking to Mu Hanxi: "Don't tell me, these two seem to be a good match..." She stared at their backs and rubbed her chin thinking , Suddenly realized, "I feel that the ideal type that Mu Hanxi said last night is what Xing Ke said..."

Mo Zebei paused, his brows furrowed.

At noon on Sunday, the intensive class had half a day off. Mo Zebei was a little annoyed, so he didn't go home, so he went directly to the tennis court with Lu Xing to play tennis.

They fought in the tennis court all afternoon, and finally panted heavily, and both of them lay paralyzed on the court. Their chests heaved violently, and beads of sweat slowly rolled down from their foreheads.

After a short rest, Lu Xing supported his exhausted body and took out two bottles of mineral water from his schoolbag.

Mo Zebei sat up and drank a whole bottle of mineral water.

"Where are you going?" Seeing her hooking up her schoolbag and about to leave, Lu Xing asked.

"Go home and change clothes."

Mo Zebei was half a class late for evening self-study.

"Why did you come back so late?" Mu Hanxi asked in a low voice after she sat down.

"I'm delayed by something." Mo Zebei didn't explain much. When it was time for recess, she felt sleepy, so she lay down on the table and fell asleep for a while.

The class bell rang, but she was still asleep.

Mu Hanxi gently touched the back of her head, reminding her to cheer up.

Mo Zebei rubbed his face vigorously, tried to wake himself up, and survived two classes.

After the third quarter's evening self-study, she packed her schoolbag and left. Mu Hanxi and Jiang Yan were still in the classroom.

When she was sleeping in a daze, she felt that someone had entered her bed, followed by a clear and light fragrance, very familiar, it should be the smell of Mu Hanxi's body.

The dormitory has turned off the lights, and I don't know what time it is...

Her consciousness gradually blurred, and then fell into a deep sleep... But the obsession in her heart was too strong, so she finally asked what was in her heart in the form of sleep talk.

"Xing Ke... is it... your ideal type?"

Because it was midnight, and she spoke in a low voice, intermittently, so Mu Hanxi couldn't hear clearly...

Mu Hanxi was puzzled, and leaned over to listen to it again, but after waiting for a long time, the person didn't say anything...

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Zebei muttered a similar sentence again, but at this time, Mu Hanxi had already fallen asleep...