Abducted the female teacher's best friend

As winter approaches, the weather gets colder and colder.

Speaking of the winter solstice, people in many parts of the north will eat dumplings and drink mutton soup on this day.

At noon on the winter solstice, the cafeteria of Mo Zebei's school was also very lively. Mutton dumplings and mutton soup were served at the window early, but the portions were limited, and those who came late were gone, so they could only envy others.

Qu Junzhi belongs to the wave that came late.

When the school bell rang, everyone rushed out in a file and rushed out. Who would have thought that at this critical juncture, Wang Yaru, the head of their dormitory, suddenly had a stomachache, which delayed the critical opportunity. I went to the cafeteria again, not only the mutton soup was gone, but also the mutton dumplings.

Wang Yaru took the dinner plate, a little unwilling, swept it around, gritted her teeth and said, "Let's not pile them up together, and see if we can find an acquaintance to eat two mutton dumplings."

"I don't like mutton dumplings, so I'll eat something else." "I can't put my face down on other people's things, so I'll just eat something else."

While talking, two people left, and now only Wang Yaru and Qu Junzhi are left staring at each other.

"Can you find someone to rub against?" Wang Yaru raised her chin towards Qu Junzhi.

"Don't worry about me, I'm not that obsessed with food."

In the end, the two of them also separated. Wang Yaru found an acquaintance in the next class and went to eat dumplings and mutton soup.

Qu Junzhi walked in with a plate, wanting to buy something to eat, when he suddenly saw acquaintances in the left front row, Zhou Ruoxin and Mo Zebei.

In fact, she is quite thin-skinned, but in the end she walked over there in a strange way. Maybe it was because Zhou Ruoxin didn't give her a cold face during this time. Occasionally, the two of them could chat on WeChat. will not go.

It happened that there was still an empty seat next to Meng Yuanhao, and Qu Junzhi sat on his right side.

Meng Yuanhao was overwhelmed by the flattery, his little face blushed a little, and he stammered a little: "You...why are you sitting here?"

Mo Zebei and Zhou Ruoxin on the opposite side looked up at the same time.

Qu Junzhi was a little embarrassed. She didn't know how to explain it. She was about to get up with a plate when Mo Zebei put a few dumplings on her plate: "Mutton stuffed, try it."

"Ah, you didn't grab the mutton dumplings." Seeing Mo Zebei's actions, Meng Yuanhao suddenly realized, and then said courteously, "I have them here, you can eat mine." Push it to Mr. Qu.

"Thank you," Qu Junzhi pushed him back again, "This is enough for me."

"Hmph!" Zhou Ruoxin, who was sitting opposite her, gave her a cold look, "How small is your appetite?" She looked suspicious, and then gave her a few dumplings from her own plate.

Qu Junzhi smiled silently, took a dumpling that Zhou Ruoxin picked up with his chopsticks, took a bite, and boasted, "It's quite delicious."

Seeing this, Meng Yuanhao who was next to him lost his previous shyness, and looked at Qu Junzhi resentfully: "Why do you want theirs and not mine?"

"Why else?" Zhou Ruoxin rolled his eyes at him, "Do you understand the difference between men and women?"

Qu Junzhi nodded and agreed, "That's the reason."

Zhou Ruoxin was very satisfied with Qu Junzhi's reaction, and didn't look coldly at her anymore.

The four of them had lunch together, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious, but Meng Yuanhao was a little unhappy, he felt that no matter how many people in the group were hurt, he would always be the one who was hurt.

Two days after the winter solstice is Christmas Eve. Good friends and classmates will give each other peace fruits, and some students will give gifts to their favorite teachers. Lin Xiaoran has received a lot of peace fruits. In the end, her desk is almost I can't put it down.

Once Christmas Eve is over, the next day is Christmas.

It was Friday, and it was snowing in the sky early in the morning.

As soon as get out of class was over, the students rushed outside to play and play in the flying snow, and the whole campus was full of youthful atmosphere.

After the fourth class in the morning, the school holiday began, and the big break came again.

Maybe it's because the connected solar terms are of the warm and romantic type, Mo Zebei has missed Mu Hanxi more and more these two days.

Several times, when she looked at the hexagonal snowflakes flying in the sky and the branches bent by the snow, she fantasized that Mu Hanxi would come from under the opposite tree with a smile, come to her side, reach out and touch the top of her head. Snow-white, softly calling her "little devil".

However, in fact, they haven't had much contact during this period of time, not to mention the pitiful number of calls, and the WeChat only stays at the level of exchanging holiday blessings.

Mo Zebei sighed, got up and closed the window tightly, changed into pajamas, wrapped himself in the quilt and fell asleep.

While falling asleep, the phone rang suddenly.

After struggling with drowsiness for a while, she finally struggled to get up and answered the phone.

It was the call from the courier brother, saying that there was her courier, and asked if she was at home, so it was not convenient for Fang to go down and pick it up.

Mo Zebei hadn't woken up and was a little dazed, but he was even more dazed after answering the call.

She didn't buy anything online recently, and his father didn't have the habit of shopping online, so how could he have her courier.

"Did you make a mistake?" Mo Zebei asked a little more because he was afraid that his trip would be wasted.

"Is your name Mo Zebei?"

"Yes."

"That's right, your name and your mobile phone number are written on it."

"Then wait for me, I'm going down now." After hanging up the phone, Mo Zebei put on his clothes and ran downstairs.

After taking the courier, Mo Zebei carefully confirmed that it was his name and mobile phone number, and then looked at the sender...Mu Hanxi.

Mu Hanxi...she was stunned by the huge surprise, she opened her eyes wide, looked and looked...

The courier brother was a little confused by her doing this, and asked worriedly: "Are you Mo Zebei?"

"Yes..." Mo Zebei was a little emotional, she hugged the courier box tightly in her arms, "It's my courier." Her expression of fearing that others would snatch it made the courier brother very speechless .

"Then go back quickly," the courier boy reminded, "It's still snowing outside."

"It doesn't matter, I like snow quite a bit."

The courier brother ignored her and left in the courier car.

Mo Zebei smiled to himself while holding the courier, and finally turned back happily.

After entering the door and changing her shoes, she hurriedly found scissors to unpack the package.

The inner layer is an exquisite gift box, which contains a royal blue solid-color scarf. This scarf is exquisitely crafted and soft to the touch. Mo Zebei caressed it repeatedly and couldn't put it down.

She didn't have the habit of wearing a scarf in winter before, but now she can't wait.

She just wanted to pick it up and try it on, when she found that there was a greeting card at the bottom of the box. There was a line of words on the greeting card, which seemed to be written with a pen. The font was soft and beautiful, which fit the person's gentle temperament: Merry Christmas, little ghost.

Mo Zebei bit the back of his clenched hand, chewing these words carefully in his heart. The more he understood, the softer and more sore his heart became, and the more it made her feel uncontrollable...she held the Greeting card, with her cheek stuck to the soft scarf, whispering: "Sister Mu..."

After dinner, Mo Zebei called Mu Hanxi. This person is currently working in a translation agency and has to go to work during the day.

When she called, Mu Hanxi had just returned home.

"Little devil."

"En." This long-lost soft call made Mo Zebei miss him very much. She closed her eyes, clutched the quilt tightly, and was intoxicated by this man's soft whisper.

"Have you received the gift?" The logistics information on the mobile phone shows that the other party has signed for it.

Mo Zebei hummed: "Sister Mu..."

"?"

"Why did you give me a scarf?" She rubbed the corner of the quilt with her fingers, her face a little shy.

After trying it on, she deliberately searched the Internet for the meaning of the scarf that the other party gave you. The above explanations were too sentimental, and Mo Zebei felt that Mu Hanxi probably didn't have such deep intentions.

"I think it suits you, so I gave it away," she smiled, "And don't you like blue?" When shopping with friends that day, Mu Hanxi immediately fell in love with this scarf, no matter how you look at it, it suits this person very well.

Even knowing that she didn't have those intentions, Mo Zebei was still very happy in his heart: "Yes, I like blue very much... But, how did you know?" She remembered that she had never told Mu Hanxi that she liked it. what colour.

"Someone's bed sheet, quilt cover and pillow towel are all in this color, how do you think I know?"

Mo Zebei smiled shyly: "Then what color do you like?" '

"you guess."

"Is it...pink?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanxi was a little surprised, this person guessed it right away.

Mo Zebei rubbed his nose and chuckled twice: "Don't you ask me how I guessed it?"

"Is it because of that pink umbrella?"

"Guess again."

Mu Hanxi guessed a few more times, but they were all wrong. She compromised and said softly, "Tell me, I can't guess."

Mo Zebei didn't plan to talk to Mu Hanxi about that incident, because he didn't remember anything when he was drunk, so she didn't think it was necessary to bring it up again.But today's snowflakes are too romantic and charming, and the gift from this person is too warm and affectionate, and the charming and nostalgic past in my heart is just like this.

"You were drunk that day, I washed your feet for you, and found that you were wearing a pair of cute little pink socks..."

Hearing that she washed her feet that night, the tips of Mu Hanxi's ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Little devil..." Her face was a little hot, "My mother asked me to eat... let's not talk about it."

"Okay, I'll call you before going to bed at night."

Mu Hanxi bit her lower lip, hummed... She blushed all the way back to the bathroom, washed her face with cold water...

Mumu went into her room, saw her face, and asked doubtfully, "Han Xi, why is your face so red?"

She had just washed her face, and the blush was still there,

Mu Hanxi faltered: "Maybe it's too hot, it'll be fine later..."

"Well, come down to eat quickly, dinner is ready." The floor heating is installed at home, her skin is fair, and she will touch her face when it is hot, but Mumu didn't think much about it.

"Understood Mom, I'll go down after I wipe my face..."

After ten o'clock in the evening, Mo Zebei called her again.

As soon as the phone was connected, Mu Hanxi said softly, "You can't mention my drunkenness that night again today."

Mo Zebei was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Okay."

The two chatted about other things, and when the call ended, Mo Zebei boasted: "Sister Mu, I think you are so cute."

"..."

"Sister Mu?"

"I'm going to sleep..."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Zebei shared some pictures of pink socks with Mu Hanxi on WeChat.

[Does it look good? 】

Mu Hanxi was a little ashamed.

[It's not suitable for you, so don't buy it. 】

Mo Zebei snickered.

[I know, I want to buy it for you, which one do you like? 】

【...】

Xu knew that she was embarrassed, and Mo Zebei didn't bother her anymore. After a while, she sent two selfies.In the first photo, she was wearing a white shirt and a black V-neck sweater. She had handsome features and a bright smile.In the second photo, there is an extra royal blue scarf on her body, which is the one Mu Hanxi gave her.

【nice. 】Mu Hanxi clicked Open to watch for a while, and finally clicked Save.

【I'd like to see you. 】

I don't know if it's because Mo Zebei mentioned the matter of washing feet that night, Mu Hanxi is very shy now, she would usually agree to Mo Zebei's request, but today she feels a little awkward.

[Little ghost, it's time for you to sleep, go to bed quickly. ] She deleted, deleted, deleted and finally edited only this line of words.

Mo Zebei smiled lightly.

[Good night, classmate Han Xi. 】

[Good night, student Zebei. 】

After posting this sentence, Mu Hanxi's little face turned red again...