The twisted melon is sweet

Chapter 454 Extra Story: Teacher Chu X Principal Pan ([-])

Chu Qingyu had already flown back to the country and arrived at the airport in his heart. Needless to say, Brother Xiaohui would definitely wait there to pick him up.There must have been a lot of people, and the welcome scene was very warm. I had to muster up the courage to give Brother Xiaohui a hug, a tight hug. Only the two of them knew the meaning of this hug.

Chu Qingyu's blood boiled at the thought of this.

Due to the heavy workload of paintings and papers to be submitted before returning to China, many people did not have a good rest, and many of them fell asleep after boarding the plane.Chu Qingyu didn't feel sleepy, he recalled every detail of the years he had known Pan Shaohui.

It seems that Pan Shaohui is taking care of him, giving him a sense of solid backing that "he will be there no matter when he looks back".

Chu Qingyu has received countless awards on stage, and he has said many times in his acceptance speeches that Pan Shaohui is the one he should really thank.

The plane was flying smoothly above the clouds, and the local time was the setting sun, but the sun was as bright as a new life, and the big white clouds were like sweet cotton candy, Chu Qingyu was full of warmth and emotion .

The long air flight time is finally over, everyone's faces are full of tiredness, some people are arranging their hair, some people complain that their feet are swollen...

Chu Qingyu's face was calm with excitement, he sat near the aisle, took off the luggage very early, and walked in the forefront of the out-of-cabin team.

Walking through the long connecting passage and entering the terminal building, when you look up, there are Chinese people with familiar square characters and black hair and black eyes everywhere, and you feel a sense of intimacy.Most of the girls went to the baggage claim area. In order to shorten the time of meeting Pan Shaohui to the shortest possible time, Chu Qingyu threw away a lot of things that he could not take with him, and he carried his luggage with him, so he went straight to the exit.

It was the morning time in China, and there were many people picking up the plane at the exit, some were holding a pick-up sign, some were holding flowers... their searching eyes swept over everyone who was going out.

Chu Qingyu cast his eyes eagerly on the person who picked up the plane. The big N sign was made big and held high, so he could see it at a glance.Who in the student union doesn't know Chu Qingyu, a student shouted loudly: "Senior Chu, here!"

Chu Qingyu walked over with a smile on his face, his eyes flicked back and forth among the members of the student union who came to pick up the plane, but he didn't see Pan Shaohui!

Not good to ask directly!Standing with the juniors and chatting for a few days, Chu Qingyu pretended to be casual and asked: "Is President Pan not here?"

The student said: "President Pan is ill and has been hospitalized."

ah?Chu Qingyu was stunned.He took out his phone, walked to a place far away from his junior, and called Pan Shaohui.After ringing for a long time, the phone was connected.

"Brother Xiaohui, I'm back! Why are you sick?" Chu Qingyu's anxious voice contained a hint of crying.

Pan Shaohui's cell phone was placed beside his pillow.He kept checking the time: Xiaoyu should get off the plane, it's time for Xiaoyu to call him...

After the phone rang for 40 seconds, it would automatically hang up. Pan Shaohui waited for Chu Qingyu's call to No. 30 seconds before answering it. Hearing Chu Qingyu's anxious voice that was about to cry, Pan Shaohui felt guilty for a moment, but Seeing the white walls and white sheets of the hospital again, he comforted himself: I am really hospitalized, okay?Emma, ​​this wound really hurts too!

"Xiaoyu, my brother is hospitalized with appendicitis. It's okay. The doctor said that he will be discharged tomorrow."

Chu Qingyu didn't care about the welcome ceremony organized by the hospital at all. He told the teacher who led the team, and then took a taxi and went straight to the hospital.

Entering the ward, Chu Qingyu's heart couldn't help but tremble, the hanging bottle was hanging on the bedside, and his brother Xiaohui was lying on the bed for transfusion.Brother Xiaohui is much thinner than when he was in Italy. He used to have a thick Chinese face, but now his chin protrudes.

"Brother, why are you so thin?" Chu Qingyu took Pan Shaohui's hand as soon as he entered.

This bitter trick really worked, but did it go too far, Pan Shaohui fell into deep thought. "Hey, that's how it is during surgery. You don't eat or drink for a few days, and you get infusions of nutrient solution every day."

"Can we eat now?"

"Yes. The nurses get meals from the cafeteria."

"Brother, I can take care of you. I'll go back and cook now."

"Can you?"

"of course can!"

Chu Qingyu has never cooked before, but he thinks it is not difficult, he can check the method and steps online.He didn't believe it anymore, if he could draw an award-winning painting, couldn't he still be able to cook a meal?

But it turns out that these two things are really not easy to compare.

Chu Qingyu knocked over the soy sauce bottle in the kitchen, chipped off a piece of her fingernail, and threw the soup into the stove... Not to mention the mess in the kitchen and people, but the taste, the crucial taste, seemed to be salty!

Chu Qingyu tasted it again and again, either it looked like it, or it was salty!Is the food in the hospital very light, so it will be beneficial to the recovery of the patient's body?

Chu Qingyu was very frustrated, she had already put in so much effort, she couldn't even cook a meal.I was blind to brother Xiaohui's feeding for so many years!He finally went to the restaurant to pack his bags and took them to the ward.

Usually, Chu Qingyu is gentle and handsome, not even a single strand of hair is messed up, but now her fingers are wrapped in band-aids, and her whole body has lost her image.After Pan Shaohui saw it, his heart ached and he decided to leave the hospital as soon as possible.

In the evening, Chu Qingyu asked the nurse to go back, took a reclining chair, and slept next to Pan Shaohui's bed.

Although the lights in the room were turned off, the lights outside the corridor were on all night, and the glass on the door let in. The room was not very dark, but after getting used to it, everything around could be seen clearly.

Chu Qingyu held Pan Shaohui's hand, "Brother Xiaohui."

Pan Shaohui didn't feel sleepy at all, he didn't dare to move around for fear of scaring Chu Qingyu back, so he replied in a low voice, "Yes."

"Brother Xiaohui, let's try the one we mentioned earlier..."

"Huh?" Pan Shaohui's hairs stood on end, and his palms began to sweat. Will he be sentenced?What will happen?

"I've thought about it for the past two days, and I've decided, um, I'll be with you." I've already made up my mind, and my attitude is very firm, but I'm still very shy to say it!

Ecstasy filled Pan Shaohui's heart, his whole body stiffened for a moment, then sat up, took Chu Qingyu's hand vigorously, and whispered: "Really? Xiao Yu, I don't care if you watch it these two days I'm pitiful, what do you think, what you say must count! No, I want a hug. Xiao Yu, come and give brother a hug of love!"

Chu Qingyu laughed in a low voice, sleepiness swept over his heart like water, but he still stood up and hugged Pan Shaohui in his arms obediently. "Xiao Yu, brother loves you!"

"Me too!"

Pan Shaohui insisted on leaving the hospital the next day, so the doctor ordered him to go home and recuperate.

After entering the house, Pan Shaohui pushed Chu Qingyu against the door and kissed him.How about this in broad daylight!Chu Qingyu wanted to resist, but Pan Shaohui grabbed his hand, "Brother's wound hurts!"

Well, live with the wound!Chu Qingyu didn't dare to move, Pan Shaohui kissed her like this and that, until finally he covered his mouth and said, "It hurts!"

Pan Shaohui is very satisfied with Chu Qingyu's performance, and he has already fallen in love, so don't rush this moment, and he will have a long life to fall in love with his sweetheart.Just thinking about it like this is so sweet!

This is the story of Pan Shaohui, an idiot, who spent six years chasing his husband successfully.

Pan Shaohui wanted Chu Qingyu to study in graduate school and Ph.D. The atmosphere at N University was very suitable for Chu Qingyu to paint quietly, but Chu Qingyu wanted to work early.Pan Shaohui didn't have any objections either. Whatever his Xiao Yu did, he would give his full support.

Although Chu Qingyu graduated as an undergraduate, his research paper won the highest award named after the founding dean of the university in Italy. Since he entered the university, many of his paintings have won awards in China, and almost all his grades are A+. Outstanding students are naturally given the green light by the school.Chu Qingyu chose to stay in school.

Pan Shaohui declined Teacher Cheng's recommendation and retention. He felt that he was more suitable to develop in the business world.He has already opened two galleries, the one near N University mainly promotes the works of potential teachers and students, and the other one is opened in a commercial area with a strong artistic atmosphere, most of which are works by famous modern masters.The positioning is accurate, and the business situation is so good!

In addition, the training institution opened by Pan Shaohui has also opened.I rented an old-fashioned bookstore two stops away from N University. He redecorated the two floors. The classrooms are not too big, but the windows are bright and clean, and there are brand-new desks and podiums. There are many children who come to draw.Pan Shaohui has already considered building a branch school.

Chu Qingyu and Pan Shaohui have moved into their new home.During the decoration, Pan Shaohui specially separated a large studio for Chu Qingyu's painting.

They have all graduated from college.

They will spend a happy life with deep love for each other.

They have their stories, we have our lives.

So be it.

(End of the article)