said don't mess with me

Mucha's eyes, covered with a layer of water vapor, suddenly became clear.

As if she was afraid that she had heard it wrong, she looked uncertainly at Han Qingshi's slender neck half covered by the collar of her shirt, then raised her eyes to see the affectionate smile on her face, suppressed her excitement and asked her, "Is it really possible? "

Han Qing smiled without saying a word, and raised his hand directly. Under Mu Xia's excited gaze, he unbuttoned the three buttons, and then hooked one side of the collar and pulled it outward.

The delicate collarbone of the woman suddenly came into view, and a little lower, the softness hidden under the clothes was faintly visible.

The restlessness in Mu Xia's body hit her chest recklessly, pushing her inch by inch towards Han Qingshi.

There was a familiar light fragrance from her neck, and when her lips touched, she could clearly feel the beating of her blood.

Han Qingshi's heart trembled, and his breathing became very light, "Xia Xia, don't be so careful."

Mucha's sipping movement stopped, her eyes became darker, and the moisture in her throat was quickly boiled dry.

She swallowed physiologically, her lips gently rubbing the delicate skin on the side of Han Qingshi's neck.

Before it really started, a strong vibration suddenly came from the trouser pocket.

The office was too quiet, and the sudden vibration seemed particularly abrupt.

Mucha was interrupted, his hair exploded in an instant, and the cursed words blurted out.

Han Qing raised his eyebrows and smiled at her, "Are you angry?"

Mucha is more than angry, she can't wait to smash her phone now.

Mucha took out his phone irritably, wanting to see who is not good at disturbing others at this time.

Seeing that it was a string of unknown local numbers, Mucha frowned, ready to hang up.

Just as he turned on the power with his thumb, Han Qingshi suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"What's wrong?" Mucha asked strangely.

Han Qing looked at the string of numbers on the screen, and said in a deep voice, "It's Wei Zhen."

"Sister Wei Zhen?" Mucha was surprised, "How could she have my number?"

Han Qingshi, "answer the phone first."

Mucha made a 'hmm' sound and connected, "Hello."

"..." There was a loud wind, and Wei Zhen's hoarse voice was blown away by the wind, "Musha, I'm at your school playground, is it convenient to come out and meet?"

It was the first time Mu Xia heard Wei Zhen call her full name, she was taken aback by her weak voice, and immediately said: "I'm not at school right now, if you have something urgent, I'll go back right away."

"I, cough cough...!" Wei Zhen coughed heart-piercingly as soon as she opened her mouth.

Mucha was a little overwhelmed, and exchanged glances with Han Qingshi.

Han Qingshi raised his hand, signaling her to stand up, and at the same time quickly tidied up his messy clothes.

Soon, Wei Zhen's voice came again, even hoarse than before, "If it's convenient, please come back, I want to ask you something."

Mucha said without hesitation, "Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, Mucha stood still.

Han Qingshi tidied himself up quickly, touched her face and asked, "What did Wei Zhen say?"

Mu Xia shook his head, remembering what his second sister said that night, nodded again, and told Han Qingshi exactly what he said.

Han Qingshi asked her with a serious expression after listening, "What's your physical education teacher's name?"

Mucha, "He Yu."

"..." Han Qingshi's expression sank visibly with the naked eye, and there seemed to be huge waves surging past in his pitch-black pupils.

After a long time, she closed her eyes and said helplessly, "There is no way to escape the person I have offended."

Mucha didn't understand, "What?"

Han Qing smiled and did not answer directly, "Follow me to see Wei Zhen first? She is not in good health and cannot be sick."

Mu Xia still said the same word, "Okay." Wei Zhen is Han Qingshi's friend, even if it's just because of this relationship, she can't just sit idly by.

Han Qingshi turned off the computer, took Mu Xia's hand and left quickly.

On the way, Han Qingshi drove very fast.

Mu Xia originally wanted to ask her about Wei Zhen, but when she saw the solemn expression on her face, no strangers should enter, she held back everything and said nothing.

It was past ten o'clock when the two arrived at school.

Once the bustling campus is deserted, the air is bitingly cold.

Mu Xia was obviously not good at running, so he didn't stop all the way, and rushed to the playground with Han Qingshi at the fastest speed.

The playground was empty.

Wei Zhen was isolated under the lamp, the cold wind ravaged her frail body.

"Sister Wei Zhen." Mu Xia softly called Wei Zhen, who had staring eyes.

Wei Zhen shook her body and raised her head.

When he saw Han Qing, his lifeless eyes stopped, and he smiled again and said, "Did I interrupt your good business?"

Han Qingshi's expression was very heavy, but when he spoke, his tone was weak, "Wei Zhen, what do you want to do?"

When Wei Zhen heard Han Qing's words, she seemed to feel cold suddenly, wrapped her arms tightly in her clothes, and said with a smile: "Don't make such an expression, if you scare your little daughter-in-law, I will be guilty of a serious crime."

Wei Zhen, who was speaking, looked at Mu Xia, her lips turned pale, and her voice trembled violently, "Xiao Xiaxia, can I ask you for someone?"

Mucha and Han Qing tightened their hands.

When Han Qing felt it, he shook it calmly, and told her with actions not to be nervous, but to speak directly.

"Yes." Mucha said.

Wei Zhen, "He Yu, what kind of person is she? I met Yu, a woman. She is a little shorter than me, and she is very beautiful. She is the kind of heroic and sunny beauty. It may be because of martial arts since elementary school. By the way, she Her swordsmanship is very good, especially the short spike sword, she has won many awards, she..." Wei Zhen spoke faster and faster, and stopped suddenly in the middle of the sentence, the emotions in her eyes fluctuated violently, afraid of being seen by others, she covered her ears and stole the bell Covering her eyes with the back of her hand, she said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I haven't mentioned her for a long time, so I can't stop it."

Mu Xia's lips moved, but he didn't speak, quietly waiting for Wei Zhen to recover.

After a long time, Wei Zhen put down her hand and asked her with red eyes, "Do you know this person?"

Mucha, "Our physical education teacher in martial arts class is called He Yu, but she is taller than you."

"No..." Wei Zhen subconsciously wanted to refute, but remembering a change in her expression, she said in a low voice, "Gao is right, that's right, I am unreasonable and always make her talk to me with her back bent."

"Do you have her contact information?" Wei Zhen asked, her voice was so low that she didn't know who might hear it.

Mucha shook her head, "I haven't taken Mr. He's class." She knew He Yu only because of the annual physical fitness test.

Wei Zhen, "Then is there any way you can ask me?"

The request in Wei Zhen's tone was too obvious, and Mucha couldn't refuse.

After thinking for a while, she said, "Wait for me, I'll ask someone."

Mu Xia pulled out the hand held by Han Qingshi, took out her phone and sent Deng Doudou a WeChat message.

She quickly came back with a string of phone numbers.

Mucha dialed directly.

Before the other party picked it up, she switched her phone to the side far away from Han Qing.

"Hey, brother, I'm sorry to bother you."

"I'm Mucha from the School of Computer Science, and I want to trouble you with something."

"..."

Within 3 minutes, Mucha got a call from He Yu.

Wei Zhen stared blankly at the string of numbers for a long time.

When the patrolling security reminded them that the lights were about to be turned off, they finally dialed out.

The wind was cold.

Han Qingshi stood behind Mu Xia and used his body to insulate her from most of the cold.

Wei Zhen stood in the wind, her lips trembling from the cold, "Xiao Yu, it's me... sister."

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At 11 o'clock, the lights in the dormitory were turned off.

The empty campus fell into complete silence, and the whistling wind repeatedly split the cold.

Mu Xia and Han Qingshi stood downstairs of the Physical Education College, silently looking at the only office on the fourth floor that was still lit.

That was He Yu's office.

Wei Zhen was also inside.

"Ashi, can I ask you a question?" Mucha held back for a long time, but couldn't help but speak.

Han Qing probably knew, "Want to ask Wei Zhen and your teacher?"

"Well, on Sister Wei Zhen's grandpa's birthday, she told me that she had loved someone for 16 years, and that person had been married for 8 years. I thought it was a joke at the time, but it was actually true, right?" Mucha affirmed.

Han Qingshi wrapped Mu Xia tightly with his coat, rubbed her cold arms, "Really."

"Miss Wei Zhen likes Teacher He?"

"Yes."

"After so many years of liking, can't we still be together?"

"Together." Han Qing sighed lightly, "I still haven't won the last resort in real life. It's hard for women and women, and the two of them...it's even more difficult."

"..."

Hearing the answer she wanted, Mu Xia suddenly didn't know what to say, she just turned around and faced Han Qing, hugging her tightly.

Both of them are also women. They just started dating, and later...she hasn't considered it yet.

After a long time, Mu Xia asked anxiously, "Why hasn't Sister Wei Zhen come down?" She had been up for more than half an hour.

When Han Qing heard her speak, he kept his eyes on the fourth floor and said, looking at the dark front, "It's coming down."

Mucha was pleasantly surprised, "Where is it?"

Han Qingshi let her go, took a step forward, and walked to her side.

Soon, a vague figure came out from behind the glass door.

Head down.

Mu Xia and Han Qing couldn't see Wei Zhen's expression clearly, they only knew that she was walking very slowly, every step was like stepping on the tip of a knife, her figure was shaking and unstable.

Sensing something was wrong, Han Qing pulled Mucha forward quickly.

Almost at the same time as they walked up to Wei Zhen, she finally couldn't hold on anymore, and her body suddenly fell down.

Fortunately, Han Qingshi reacted quickly and caught it in time.

Mucha stood aside nervously.

Through the moonlight, the two saw a heavy slap mark on Wei Zhen's face, the corner of her mouth was split, the bite mark at the base of her neck turned out, and blood was oozing from the wound.

Mucha looked terrified.

Han Qingshi didn't ask any questions, he picked up Wei Zhen without saying a word, and said to the stunned Mu Xia: "I'll send Wei Zhen to the hospital, can you go back to the dormitory alone?"

Mu Xia regained his senses, and refused firmly, "I won't go back, you have to drive, you can't take care of Wei Zhen, I'll be with you."

Han Qing turned his head, glanced at the unconscious Wei Zhen, and said, "Let's go."

At the school gate, Mu Xia took the two of them to pass smoothly after registering her information on the grounds that her senior sister was ill.

On the way to the hospital, Han Qing drove, and Mu Xia took care of Wei Zhen in the back seat.

Her expression was painful, her body was curled up into a ball, she was sweating constantly, and she kept shouting He Yu's name.

Mu Xia's heart was pulled together by her shout, and her worried eyes drifted to Han Qingshi's face from time to time.

Han Qingshi and Wei Zhen are very similar people.

If one day she becomes like this...she is such a good person...

Will not!

Mu Xia clenched his hands tightly, his eyes determined.

She won't get married, and won't let Han Qing have a chance to be sad.

Mu Xia shook his head vigorously, to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, and carefully wiped Wei Zhen's sweat.

As the hospital approached, Wei Zhen regained some consciousness. She grabbed Mu Xia's wrist with a warm hand, and said with difficulty: "Xiao Xiaxia, I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital."

Mucha couldn't decide, so he asked Han Qingshi for help.

Han Qingshi immediately stopped on the side of the road, walked around to ask Wei Zhen a few questions, checked the wound on her neck, and after making sure there was no major problem, he diverted to his home.

At one o'clock in the morning, Wei Zhen was finally settled in the guest room.

Mu Xia squatted beside the bed, looked at the gauze around Wei Zhen's neck, and asked Han Qing in a low voice, "Ah Shi, have you treated wounds before? You look very skilled."

Han Qingshi's back was facing Mu Xia, and he was sitting by the bed to pack the medicine box.

Hearing this, he paused for a moment, without turning his head, "Yeah." He replied very perfunctorily.

Mucha looked up.

The expression on Han Qingshi's face was still solemn.

Mu Xia's heart that had just let go twisted again.

From now on, Wei Zhen was her first friend when she met Han Qing, and she should be a very good friend, otherwise, she wouldn't have attended Grandpa Wei Zhen's birthday party, and let her speak casually in front of her.

It must be very hard for her good friend to suddenly become like this.

Mu Xia came sideways, hugged Han Qingshi's waist from behind, rubbed her back affectionately, comforting her, "Ashi, don't worry, Sister Wei Zhen will be fine."

"I know." Han Qing closed the medicine box, patted Mu Xia on the back of her hand, motioned for her to let go, then turned around, stroked her hair and said, "Go take a shower, I have to go to work tomorrow."

Mucha was worried, he hesitated to speak.

After a moment of silence, he still listened to Han Qingshi's words, got up and left.

Han Qingshi didn't leave right away.

She sat by the bed, her dark eyes fixed on Wei Zhen who was sweating constantly.

He Yu.

Han Qingshi only heard this name from Wei Zhen a few times when he first met her.

Every time I speak the truth after drinking.

The word order is very confusing, upside down, and the left and right are inseparable from the two words - love her.

The worst time, Wei Zhen drank herself to the point of stomach bleeding.

That day, she vomited blood all over Han Qingshi's body, she was in pain, but she still asked her with a smile, "Ah Shi, have you ever tried to love someone until she passed away, and you felt that your life was over. "

Han Qingshi said no at the time, but now...

Han Qing stood up with the medicine box in hand, stood by the bed, and said each word slowly, "Zhenzhen, I am not you, and Mu Xia is not He Yu. She is young, but she is sensible. But I am firm, once I decide to love someone, and she happens to have a heart for me, even if the sky falls, I will choose to die with her instead of being self-righteous like you."

"Bang!" There was a sudden collision from behind.

Han Qing turned his head quickly.

Mucha, who had just taken a shower, stood at the door, holding the doorknob with one hand and the door frame with the other, with surprise on his face that he hadn't had time to hide.

Han Qingshi's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

The time she and Mucha have been dating is too short, it is appropriate to talk about liking, no reason, no promise, just stay together without distractions, just enjoy the sweetness of the moment.

Talking about love is too heavy.

Han Qingshi clenched his hands, walked up to Mu Xia, and tried to make himself smile naturally, "Did you finish washing?"

Mucha remained silent, looking up at her steadily.

Han Qing was flustered when she saw her.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

She took Mu Xia's shoulders and walked out, her voice was soft and deliberate, "Go to bed first, I have to wait for a while, you sleep in the master bedroom, I..."

The conversation stopped abruptly in the middle.

Because Mucha hugged her.

Mu Xia's strength was great, and his body trembled slightly, "Ah Shi, did you tell Sister Wei Zhen that you loved me just now?" The word 'love' is too disturbing, and her heart beats faster just by saying it.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Han Qing could only admit, "I said, you don't have to pay too much attention, just let it take its course. What I said just now was just because of what happened tonight."

"Just say it, how can you not care? But I can't lie to you." Mu Xia rested her head on Han Qing's shoulder and leaned against her neck, "I have known you for less than three months, and you We have only been together for only three days. I am sure that I like you and want to be with you all the time. This is the passion that you will have at the beginning of a relationship. What will be left, let alone why you can like me so much from the beginning, I actually know very little about you. Love... I haven't had time to think about it, but please believe that, from liking to loving only One step away, I will definitely be able to walk, you believe me."

Mucha's honesty made Han Qingshi disappointed, and her firmness made her hopeful again.

She naturally believed her.

But what she just said, three months, three days, even love at first sight is just the beginning, not even understanding, isn't talking about love embarrassing others?

She was reluctant to force her to go so fast.

"Well, I believe you." Han Qingshi said.

Mu Xia nodded, thinking of Wei Zhen's appearance was still empty in her heart, and she couldn't put it into practice.

After a moment of silence, she stroked her mind and said slowly: "I don't know what happened between Sister Wei Zhen and Teacher He, and I can't help them. The only thing I can be sure of in my heart is that I don't want to see you Just like Sister Wei Zhen, she's lost her soul. Ah Shi, the two of us should take care of each other, okay?"

Han Qing leaned against the wall, feeling agitated.

She thought that what she said impulsively would scare Mucha.

She, in turn, amazes her again and again.

Her words were childish but sincere.

Her promises are monotonous but the most visceral.

Han Qing lowered his head and kissed Mu Xia, and said with a smile, "Okay."

The author has something to say: Pre-redlock reminder, revision +4, people are already numb, because the number of words after revision cannot be less than the original number of words, and all the second half of the paragraph has also been slightly revised, but it doesn’t matter if you read it again or not.

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