After school bully of the nine-tailed fox stared at me

Min Yansheng's death was a torch that ignited the little light and heat left in Feng Yu's heart.

With that lighter, he found a bright person, and then took over Min Yansheng's position and became their insider.

The demons in the underground don't know that he is the veritable "traitor".

Two years later, Mingmian defeated the core organization of the underground black market in one fell swoop, relying on the various intelligence clues provided by Feng Yu to make a meticulous layout.

The leaders at the same level as Feng Yu were all imprisoned. He was sentenced to one year and suspended for one year because of minor circumstances and meritorious service.

When he knew the result, Feng Yu couldn't recover for a long time.

He kept asking, is it really okay for a monster like me?

Only then did Feng Yu know that Min Yansheng had left a letter before his death.He said in the letter that if one day he had an accident, please ask his superiors to pay attention to Feng Yu, he will be the key and hope to bring clarity to the underground.

It was the first time that some monster called him "Hope".

Feng Yu was sitting in the police station, clutching the rusted lighter, weeping uncontrollably.

For a monster like him, the hurdle in his heart is more difficult to overcome than the hurdle in reality if he wants to stand in the sun again.

Those days were difficult, and Min Yansheng's superiors and colleagues helped him a lot.In order to prevent Feng Yu from being retaliated by the remnants of the underground, they purified and encrypted his identity file, and contacted Feng Yu's high school teacher.

Encouraged by his mentor, Feng Yu resumed his studies. He is talented, especially in mathematics.

On the day he received the letter of appointment as a teacher at Kunlun High School, Feng Yu finally mustered up the courage to ask Min Yansheng's former comrade-in-arms about his family.

For protection reasons, the information of the survivors is generally not allowed to be leaked, but Feng Yu has a special status after all.

It was just the reply that Feng Yu, who was looking forward to, fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

——Min Yansheng's wife was a front-line criminal policeman, who died in the underground cleaning operation a few years ago.

Well, what about the child?

Feng Yu was stunned for a long time, and suddenly came back to his senses.

He remembered that Min Yansheng said that he had a child, and his precious scarf was originally woven by his wife for the child...

The comrade-in-arms told him that the child was Min Yansheng's posthumous son.Because both parents died, other relatives did not have the conditions to support them, and they had been taking care of the child before.Two years ago, the child was adopted by a family.

adoption……

After many years, Feng Yu once again fell into deep guilt and self-blame.

He should have come earlier, he should have come earlier.

He lost his father before he was born, and his mother also left him when he was less than two years old.What will this child do, how will he grow up.

Min Yansheng's comrade-in-arms comforted Feng Yu, saying that the requirements for adopting martyrs were very strict, even if Feng Yu came here immediately, he might not be able to fulfill his wish.

He reassured Feng Yu that the family who adopted the child had been investigated in many ways. The background was clean and the conditions were excellent. Most importantly, the family was kind and generous. The child would be happy growing up in such an environment.

Later, Feng Yu secretly visited the child.

Truly a family that couldn't be better.

He also saw the man holding the child's little hand.

After being shocked for a long time, Feng Yu was finally completely relieved.

Min Yan's child, his brother's child, his child will surely have a free, happy and bright life.

"That was the first time Yiyi and I met."

Feng Yu turned her head, her temple hair was slightly disheveled by the wind.

"The demon holding his hand is you, Duan Miansong."

Ever since Feng Yu said Min Yansheng's name, Duan Miansong understood everything.

He could think of no other explanation than fate.

Like Mr. Feng, Mr. Duan is not a eloquent demon. In desperation, he can only search his brain for the "Local Taste of Love" that he has read before.

"You are destined to be on the same account as me."

Duan Miansong said with a serious face, "Marry me, and I will make you a legitimate and legal father."

Feng Yu smiled, and the red ponytail swayed behind the stone bench, "This condition sounds very attractive."

"I was serious."

Duan Miansong grasped the blush, "After meeting my parents, pick a suitable day and let's go back to Mount Fuyang."

"Then, if you think it's appropriate, if you're willing..."

"We're having a wedding."

Feng Yu's eyes widened slightly.

After the words came out, Duan Miansong also felt a little shy.

"Maybe it's because I've seen a lot of Tangtang's foolishness immersed in love recently, and I suddenly feel that I've missed a lot."

Duan Miansong clenched Feng Yu's hand tightly, his slender fingers with well-articulated joints passed between the white and slender fingers, and the fingers interlocked.

"I am no longer young. I want to spend the rest of the day with you, and I don't want to waste a second."

Feng Yu's heart was beating fast, he quietly took a few deep breaths, and raised his head with a blushing face, "Don't you hate my past?"

He was a demon with a criminal record who almost went to prison.

Duan Miansong asked softly, "Don't you think I'm married and have a ten-year-old son?"

Feng Yu: "..."

Adult Lu Shu tilted his head, "Isn't this exactly where your charm lies?"

Duan Miansong: "?"

Sure enough, he is worth the price of his wife! QQ

"correct."

Feng Yu suddenly remembered something, a very serious thing.

"When I go home for dinner on weekends, is that Duan Jingtang also there?"

Duan Miansong noticed that he said "go home" instead of "go to your house", the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

"Of course, he usually doesn't go out during holidays, unless he goes to Wei Zhi's house."

Feng Yu suddenly became nervous, "Then can we change the time... at noon on Friday, I only have one class on Friday!"

"It should be fine, my parents are always at home." Duan Miansong guessed, "You are afraid of Tangtang..."

Feng Yu covered her head in pain, "If he calls me sister-in-law, I might not be able to confiscate his comic books at will!"

Duan Miansong stroked her boyfriend's tail, expressing her deep understanding.

In this way, the little Nine-Tailed Fox became the last insider of the family about the eldest brother's love affair.

"Anything is fine, you have the final say."

Duan Miansong buried his face into Feng Yu's neck, and the fierce fox acted like a baby.

"Then can I go to your house tonight?"

It appeared again, Mr. Duan's long-awaited "doing".

Feng Yu: "..."

It's his who can't run away, and what should come can't hide.

Holding the hand that lit the fire on his tail, Feng Yu gently hooked Duan Miansong's little finger.

Rubbed.

Duan Miansong understood the silent promise, and jumped off the stone bench almost instantly.

"I'm going to buy something!"

As for what to buy, I know everything.

Feng Yu covered her flushed cheeks.

Tomorrow... I guess I'm going to ask for sick leave again?

Teacher Feng's premonitions are never wrong.

In the past two weeks, Feng Yu walked in and out of the school with his waist supported, and he was used to the caring and caring looks and greetings from all kinds of demon horses.

Don't ask, asking is just an old fox who has just started eating meat, knows the taste, knows no restraint, and doesn't let the monster live.

It’s fine to stay at his house for two nights in a row, but it’s fine if you catch him at home regardless of location or time, but!yes!

This old fox actually moved all his belongings to his house, and yesterday he even replaced the bed in the bedroom with a 3.2×3 without his back!

Help, let go of the old huts in the old community!There is nothing left in his bedroom now except a bed!

Isn't it Bobo who was busy grading papers the day before yesterday and rejected his love?Just that one time, this is still a grudge!

Who said that falling in love with a mature man is a physical and mental enjoyment?Not at all... Well, the body is still enjoyable, but the heart is really tired!

Feng Yu hammered his waist and sighed, sweet burden, sweet burden.

Thinking that Duan Miansong's estrus period will come in the next two days, just in time for the weekend, Feng Yu wonders if he should take another leave for three days, and spend time at home with the frail fox in estrus.

For so many years, Duan Miansong survived by himself, and now he finally has a partner, there is no reason for him to endure it.

Feng Yu still has this awareness.

Tsk, the more I think about it, the more I feel that I am such a caring pony.

Feng Yu hummed a song, and by the way, placed an order on the phone for five more boxes of plasters, large ones, the kind for the waist.

After leaving the classroom with the textbook in his arms, Feng Yu saw that familiar broad figure standing at the door of the director's office as soon as he turned a corner.

Feng Yu:?

Finished calf.

He was so obsessed with his fiancé that he had hallucinations in broad daylight!

Then I saw that "illusion" turn around, and the dean next to him winked and raised his eyebrows at him.

——Feng Yu had already told the old man about his being with Duan Miansong.The little old man patted his thigh three times in a row, more excited than his [-]-year-old eldest daughter coming out of the court.

Feng Yu froze for a moment, "Why are you here..."

"Donated a research room to the school, come here to sign documents." Duan Miansong raised his hand to trim Feng Yu's neckline, an intimate but not excessive gesture.

"What laboratory?"

Feng Yu walked forward as if nothing had happened, while lowering his voice, "Why didn't I hear you say that?"

"Mathematics Lab."

Handsome Feng Yu was puzzled, "What laboratory do you need for mathematics?"

Duan Miansong smiled handsomely, "I have talked with the director, and I plan to start an Olympiad interest class."

Feng Yu's footsteps stopped.

"A gifted child deserves to go further."

Under the afternoon sun, the corners of Duan Miansong's eyes and brows seemed to be shining.

"What you like, I will give it to you slowly, little by little."

He knew all those little dreams he had had.

At that moment, Feng Yu seemed to see his student standing on the podium of the Olympiad.

That was his unfulfilled dream.

Someone will inherit and reach his expectations and distant places.

The grown-up Lu Shu lowered his head, just about to rub his eyes secretly, when he heard a "Huh" from the demon beside him.

"This place," Duan Miansong put one hand in his coat pocket, looked around, "it seems..."

The corner of the quiet third floor, the sun-dappled side stairs, and the window sill with a missing piece directly opposite.

——This is the place where the autistic deer Shu confessed his love to the nine-tailed fox school grass.