Abducted the female teacher's best friend

This place is shaded, and occasionally there is a small wind blowing, which is very pleasant.

Mu Hanxi looked down, looked at the little black rope around her wrist, then looked away again, and asked, "What's the first class in the afternoon?"

Mo Zebei was silent for a few seconds, and then said softly: "Physical unit quiz."

Mu Hanxi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly raised her wrist to look at the time. It was 10 o'clock in [-] minutes. She remembered that high school seemed to have classes at [-]:[-] in the afternoon.

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy, and it's just a quiz."

Mu Hanxi glared at her, and got up: "Let's go back now."

Mo Zebei stood up: "Then... can I take you to the parking area?"

"You don't need to send it, you go back to the classroom and lie down on the table for a nap."

"Oh." The two walked out side by side.

"Concentrate on studying," Mu Hanxi looked at her after leaving the playground and at the fork, "I'll bring you something delicious when I come back."

"When will you come back?"

"I bought a train ticket for No. [-]."

Mo Zebei nodded.

"I am leaving."

Mo Ze hummed.

The two walked with their backs facing each other. After passing the corner, Mo Zebei quickly ran back to the teaching building, and then climbed up to the fourth floor in one breath. She panted heavily, her chest was heaving violently, and she leaned on the window edge of the corridor to look out.She saw the familiar car getting smaller and further away, and finally disappeared.

She stood there, staring at the void, until the preparation bell rang in her ears, then she moved her body and walked slowly back to the classroom.

"Where did you go?" Qu Junzhi got up and let her in, "Why did you come back so late?"

Mo Zebei pushed away the books on the table, folded his arms on the table, rested his left cheek on his arms, and closed his eyes, as if he was taking a nap, or he seemed to be in a bad mood and didn't want to talk to anyone.

After the official bell rang, the physics teacher walked in holding the paper.

The physics class representative started handing out papers, Qu Junzhi nudged her with his elbow, Mo Zebei raised his head, and reached out to rub his forehead.

After the paper was handed out, she started to do the questions directly, with a serious expression.

Qu Junzhi reminded in a low voice: "Don't forget to write your name."

Mo Zebei nodded.

Mo Zebei remained silent throughout the afternoon and into the evening, basically saying nothing.

After school at night, Mo Zebei was still silent on the way to ride his bicycle.

She usually doesn't talk much, Zhou Ruoxin and Meng Yuanhao didn't care too much.

After returning home, she took a shower and changed her clothes. She was not in the mood to do her homework, so she lay on the bed with her pillow in her arms for half an hour.

Sullenly, she suddenly heard the exclusive ringtone she set for Mu Hanxi.

Mu Hanxi called her! ! !

She threw away the pillow in her arms, jumped up from the bed, and swipe the screen to answer the phone.

"Little ghost, what are you doing?" Her voice was soft and friendly.

Mo Zebei stretched out his hand and scratched his ears: "I didn't do anything, I just... lay on the bed for a while."

"Sleepy?"

"No," Mo Zebei hurriedly explained, "I just let my mind go."

"Well, it's a good combination of work and rest."

Mo Ze hummed.

"How did you feel about the physics test in the afternoon?" This was the first time Mu Hanxi asked such a question.

Mo Zebei was a little happy, she looked at the beautiful moonlight outside, and said softly: "Basically, it's not difficult."

Mu Hanxi didn't know much about her other subjects. She had only heard from this person that her favorite subject was physics, and she also heard that the subject was not difficult, so she asked speculatively, "Is physics your best subject?"

"Yes." Mo Zebei's grades were among the best in the whole grade, but she was a little shy and embarrassed to tell Mu Hanxi directly.

Mu Hanxi smiled: "When I was in school, I had a headache in physics, and it took a lot of effort to learn."

Mo Zebei was a little surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that the two were quite complementary, and then she said whimsically: "It would be great if we were at the same table. I will teach you physics, and you will teach me English."

Mu Hanxi was taken aback when she heard the words, and then smiled again: "Little devil, I'm six years older than you."

When it came to the question of age, Mo Zebei asked by the way: "When is your birthday?"

"August [-]st." It's also a coincidence, it didn't arrive at first, but Mu Hanxi's mother's amniotic fluid broke ahead of time, and finally Mu Hanxi was born on the Army Day.

"What a day."

"It's because this day is very special. Grandpa and Dad think it is very ceremonial. When they named it, they insisted on bringing the military character."

"and after?"

"Later, my mother said that she suffered from pregnancy and childbirth, and she had to choose the name herself. My grandma also supported her. In the end, grandpa and father had to compromise."

Mo Zebei smiled lowly: "The name my aunt chose is nice." The first time she heard Lin Xiaoran mention this name, she was deeply impressed.

"Ah."

"Sister Mu," Mo Zebei blushed slightly, "Well...why didn't you ask me when my birthday is?"

The other side laughed silently, and asked following her words: "What's the date?"

"On Children's Day."

"June [-]?" A slightly surprised tone.

"Ah."

"Pretty good, a day of innocence and childlike fun."

Mo Zebei always felt that there was a little smile in her tone.

The two chatted about other things, and finally ended the topic with Mu Hanxi going to take a shower.

After the phone call, Mo Zebei swept away his previous depression, went to the bathroom to wash his face with cold water, and started to work hard again, and didn't go to bed until one o'clock at night.

In bed, she fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow, and had a good night's sleep.

After breakfast at home the next day, she rode to school as usual.

There is also a small quiz today, mathematics, morning reading class, everyone is racing against time to review knowledge points and formulas.

At noon, Mo Zebei went to the cafeteria with them for dinner.

On the way, Meng Yuanhao started chirping like a bird again: "Tell me a gossip for you two."

Mo Zebei was a little sleepy, couldn't hold back, and yawned with tears in his eyes. Zhou Ruoxin didn't want to talk to him, so neither of them answered.

"It's really big news!" Meng Yuanhao turned around nimbly, and flashed across to them, blocking the way.

Mo Zebei covered his mouth and yawned again. Seeing her like this, Zhou Ruoxin glared at Meng Yuanhao: "Hurry up!"

Meng Yuanhao turned back to Zhou Ruoxin's side, looked around with a mysterious look: "The school committee member of our class next door shaved his hair."

"That's it?" Zhou Ruoxin glanced at him like an idiot.

"Isn't that sensational enough?" Meng Yuanhao grinned, "She's a girl."

Mo Zebei rubbed Po Whirling's eyes, slightly puzzled: "Why did she shave her hair?"

"I heard that she didn't do well in the monthly exam, and she was stimulated, and she also thought it was troublesome to have long hair, and it was a waste of study time."

Zhou Ruoxin frowned, obviously not approving of this approach.

Mo Zebei was silent on the road, as if he was thinking about something.

After lunch, on the way back, a girl asked Zhou Ruoxin for something, and Zhou Ruoxin separated from them halfway.

"Yuan Hao," Mo Zebei hesitated for two seconds, "Do you think I should get a haircut?"

Meng Yuanhao didn't understand the meaning of her words: "Go if you want." He thought it was just a simple repair.

"I mean cut short."

"Huh?" Meng Yuanhao was a little puzzled, "How short?"

Mo Zebei looked up and down Meng Yuanhao's hairstyle: "It's a little longer than yours." Meng Yuanhao's short hair is a bit like Sun Shaoping in the ordinary world.

"!!!" Meng Yuanhao's eyes widened in disbelief, his throat seemed to be stuck by something, he was speechless for a long time, his little face turned red.

After a while, he slowly said: "Didn't you always have long hair?" Why did you suddenly want to cut it short!

"I thought about it carefully. Even if I wash my hair once every two or three days, it will take about an hour to dry it after washing. If I wash it three times a week, it will take three hours. Four weeks a month or 12 hours. There are still eight months between now and the college entrance examination in June next year, and it will take a total of 96 hours, and it will take [-] hours to round off the hair washing alone.”

Meng Yuanhao asked weakly after hearing her babble, "Do you really want to cut it?"

Mo Zebei showed a tangled face: "I didn't fully think about it." Since she was sensible, she always had long hair in her impression, she had never cut her hair short, and she didn't know the effect after cutting it, in case it was ugly. .....

"Then why don't I accompany you to the barbershop tomorrow and ask the barbers for their opinions. They are more experienced." In fact, what Meng Yuanhao thought was that the barber probably wouldn't agree with Zebei's short haircut, since she is a girl after all. …

"It's okay." Mo Zebei didn't think about it anymore, she was very sleepy now, and she had to hurry up and go back to the classroom to catch up on sleep.

After taking a break at noon, Mo Zebei's spirit was much better, and he studied very hard in the afternoon and evening.

The second self-study was about to end, Qu Junzhi tilted his head and asked in a low voice: "Did you discuss the problem via video during the holiday?"

Mo Zebei nodded.

Qu Junzhi breathed a sigh of relief. She made a video call to this person when she got home yesterday, but no one answered, and she didn't know what happened.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the two began to pack their schoolbags. Qu Junzhi gave her a pack of snacks and said with a smile, "See you next week."

Mo Zebei took the snacks, unzipped his schoolbag, and stuffed it in: "Okay, I'll go first."

She cleaned up faster than Mr. Qu, so she got up and left the classroom first.

After returning home, Mo Zebei took a shower and took a picture of himself, staring at his long hair in a daze.

She exited the photo album and sent Mu Hanxi a WeChat message: What are you doing?

After waiting for a few minutes without a reply, she put her phone in a drawer, took out her books and started studying.

Half an hour later, she took out her phone to look again, and Mu Hanxi replied to her: she was chatting with her parents.

Mo Zebei originally wanted to ask Mu Hanxi for her opinion on the haircut, but seeing her reply gave up the idea.

Just as she was about to put the black screen of her phone back into the drawer, Mu Hanxi sent her another message: What's wrong?

Mo Zebei deleted and deleted in the input box, but the last word was not sent.

Mu Hanxi stared at the phone screen for a while, but the person didn't send a word.

Mu Mu tilted her head and glanced at her daughter: "What's wrong?"

Mu Hanxi smiled: "Mom, I want to make a phone call."

Since the meal, my daughter has been talking with me, so it's time to give her some private space.Mu Mu nodded: "Go."

Mu Hanxi entered her bedroom, closed the door, and called Mo Zebei.

Picked up in a few seconds.

"Sister Mu."

Mu Hanxi hummed, she sat down on the edge of the bed, and whispered, "Little brat."

Mo Zebei's heart trembled when he heard it, and he subconsciously touched his knee.

"What did you just want to say on WeChat?"

"I..." Mo Zebei bit his lower lip lightly, "I want to..."

"Ok?"

She hummed the word provocatively and sexy.

Mo Zebei suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry, picked up the water glass next to him, and lowered his head to take a few sips.

"Little devil, what exactly do you want to say?"

The cool water moistened the throat, and the itching and astringency eased. Mo Zebei gradually relaxed: "I want to get a haircut."

There was a soft smile over there, unexpectedly this person hesitated for a long time to say this.

Mo Zebei blushed and said anxiously, "I want to cut my hair short."

Mu Hanxi smiled, and asked seriously: "Why did you suddenly have this idea?" She always thought that this man was pretty with long hair.

Mo Zebei explained briefly, and finally asked her most concerned question: "I cut it short, will you find it ugly?"

"No." Mu Hanxi's tone was affirmative.No matter what hairstyle he changed, this person's three-dimensional and beautiful facial features were right there.

Mo Zebei secretly smiled: "Understood."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Hanxi sat on the bed and was stunned for a moment. She was quite curious what it would be like if this person cut it short...