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Lin Lu didn't stay at Sang Yunzhi's house for a long time. After several embarrassing incidents, she finally realized that tonight seemed not suitable for a romantic relationship, so she took the initiative to get up and said goodbye.

It was still early, it was just after nine o'clock, and Sang Yunzhi was a little unhappy that the other party left so early, besides, tomorrow was the New Year's Day holiday, so there was no need to get up early at all.

Sending people to the door, she lowered her eyes to suppress her inner emotions.

In the living room at the back, the TV was playing, and Qiao Xin was using the remote control to change the program channel at will.

Lin Lu stretched out his little finger, gently hooked Gou Sang Yunzhi's hand, and winked at her: "Didn't you still owe a lot of manuscripts? I left and you just went to write manuscripts."

"And you can chat with Qiao Xin when you have time, so that she won't be overwhelmed."

"It depends, if she needs it." Sang Yunzhi responded simply.

At this moment, she focused all her attention on her hooked finger, pulled the corners of her mouth, and felt a little better.

Sang Yunzhi didn't think that Qiao Xin had anything to teach her, because the more frustrated she was, the stronger she would be to whitewash her peace in front of her friends.

Since people don't want to be pitied and sympathized, as a friend, what we can do is to help maintain this last bit of self-esteem.

After sending Lin Lu away, Sang Yunzhi returned to the living room with her slippers on. She turned sideways and glanced lightly at the woman who was nestling on the sofa eating potato chips and watching dramas, and asked aloud, "How do you arrange your New Year's Day holiday?"

The reason for asking this question is because Sang Yunzhi knew that before tonight, Qiao Xin had already agreed with her family that she would take her boyfriend back to the house on New Year's Day, but it happened suddenly, her boyfriend suddenly became an ex-boyfriend, Qiao Xin I haven't talked to my family yet.

"No arrangement, stay at home."

"I'm going to tell them that I'm sick with a cold and I can't go back. I'll find time to make it clear beforehand." Qiao Xin stretched her waist and replied with a smile. Influence.

Sang Yunzhi took a deep look at her, left a sentence and turned back to the bedroom: "Then call me if you need anything, I'll go in and write a manuscript."

"Good~"

With a long and drawn-out tone on purpose, Qiao Xin stuffed another piece of potato chips into her mouth.

When Sang Yunzhi's figure disappeared from her sight, the smile on her face instantly collapsed and disappeared.

The potato chips in her mouth were also tasteless. After sitting cross-legged for a while, Qiao Xin suddenly stood up covering her chest and walked quickly towards the bathroom.

The door of the toilet was ajar, and the sound of the woman retching came out loudly, which was not pleasant to hear.

There was a lot of movement, of course Sang Yunzhi heard it, but when she walked to the door, she vaguely saw Qiao Xin's slightly embarrassed figure through the crack of the door.

After hesitating for a moment, he quietly returned to the room.

Everyone has difficulties that must be faced alone, Qiao Xin has them, and she also has them, but friends can play very little role in such a situation, Sang Yunzhi can only pray for the difficulties Qiao Xin encountered, Not too hard, not too long.

After about ten minutes like this, the outside became quiet.

Sang Yunzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to withdraw his attention and prepare to put on his headphones to write a manuscript, when the bedroom door, which had been concealed, was pushed open from the outside.

She looked sideways.

"Sang Yunzhi," I saw Qiao Xin standing at the door with a coat in his hand, his face was not very good-looking, "I want to go out for a while, please lend me your car, my car was driven away by Sun Xian and he didn't get it back."

"Where are you going so late?" Sang Yunzhi glanced at the old time display on the top right of the computer, it was almost ten o'clock, "Could it be that Sun Xian is looking for you..."

"Of course not!" Qiao Xin interrupted her friend first, and sighed a little tiredly, "Isn't today a New Year's Day holiday, but there is a student in the class who hasn't come home since school, and the parent called me when he disappeared. Come and ask, I have to find it."

In addition to being a Chinese teacher, Qiao Xin is also the head teacher of Class 3, Grade [-].

The students in the class are missing, whether they are on campus or not, she has the obligation and responsibility to help find them.

Bad things happened one after another, and she, who was already physically and mentally exhausted, was just trying to hold on with energy.

"It's okay to lend you the car, but...do you need me to accompany you? You don't look very good." Sang Yunzhi frowned, a little worried about his friend's current state.

But soon, the proposal was rejected by Qiao Xin: "No, I'm just broken in love, not so disabled that I can't take care of myself and need someone to accompany me."

After finishing speaking, she approached and stretched out her outstretched hand to hook Sang Yunzhi: "Car keys."

The missing boy is named Liu Fan. He just turned 13 a while ago. He is usually relatively taciturn in class. There are almost no classmates who are close to him in class. He is not very gregarious.

Trying to find someone aimlessly in the huge cloud city is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

But Qiao Xin wouldn't do such a stupid thing. She called and asked the cadres in the class and Liu Fan's deskmate one by one, and then locked a black Internet cafe next to the school.

Boys at this age will more or less have their own hobbies, either positive or negative.

The same goes for Liu Fan. In a city-level key middle school like No. [-] Middle School, he didn't regard studying as his main task. According to what his classmates said and what his parents said, this boy likes to surf the Internet very much, and he has a lot of problems. Few good friends.

At ten forty in the evening, Qiao Xin hurried to the entrance of the Internet cafe.

After crossing the road and taking two steps, she saw two figures squatting together under the streetlight at the entrance of the Internet cafe. A man and a woman, one tall and one low, looked like they were having a conversation. The boy was wearing exactly the same clothes. The school uniforms of their eighth middle school.

Qiao Xin recognized Liu Fan at a glance, but the one squatting next to Liu Fan...

The warm street lights cast a shadow, and the moment the woman turned her head, Qiao Xin saw her face clearly.

"Shen He?" The name that blurted out was subconsciously surprised.

But soon, Qiao Xin suppressed the surprise on her face and used a new address again: "Mr. Shen, why are you here so late?"

"You forgot that the teacher in charge of the class is also in the class group. I happened to be nearby when I saw the group message, so I came to have a look."

"I didn't expect to be found by me."

With a smile on the corner of Shen He's lips, he reached out and patted the boy's back. The two stood up together, and it seemed that they had finished talking.

It's just that when Liu Fan saw the head teacher appearing here, his mood, which was relatively relaxed just now, became tense again.

"Hello, Mr. Qiao." He said hello to Qiao Xin dryly, his hands were mixed together, looking very stiff.

Qiao Xin felt very puzzled by this scene.

Shen He is a teacher, and she is also a teacher, why did she wait until seeing her just now, as if seeing a man-eating tiger?Obviously she is not aggressive when leading the class.

This question cannot be answered for the time being, because Shen He called in advance to inform, so the parents of the students arrived at the scene not long after and picked up the child.

When the boy left, he turned his head frequently, and Qiao Xin clearly saw Shen He making a gesture to him.

"What did you tell him?" Qiao Xin turned his head and asked curiously.

Late at night, the back streets of the school are sparsely populated, with only solitary street lamps and neon signboards of black Internet cafes left behind.

Just at this moment, a gust of wind blew by, and with the light above her head, Qiao Xin could clearly see the bright red strands hidden in Shen He's fluttering hair.

She thought she was dazzled, but Shen He seemed to sense it, and stretched out his hand to stroke her hair: "It's nothing, I talked to him, the child is too lonely and there is no one to talk to, it is puberty So I surfed the Internet more frequently.”

"He also likes to go online because all his friends are online."

While speaking, Shen He dropped his hands.

This time Qiao Xin saw it for real.

The bright red is the color highlighted from deep in the hair layer. I didn't pay attention to it at school, so it should be dyed recently.

Shen He is really not as refined as he usually looks in school.

But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with her.

"Oh, it's fine if it's not online dating." She responded casually, retracting her eyes and putting her hands into the pockets of her coat.

The student had been taken home, and it was almost time for her to go.

It's just that there is still a person standing next to him, it seems a bit abrupt to leave suddenly like this.

After thinking for a moment, Qiao Xin turned her head and looked at the people around her again: "Did Mr. Shen take a taxi here by himself? Do you want me to take you back?"

Qiao Xin knew that Shen He had his own car, so he should park it nearby, so this question was just a polite question, but the other party really answered it -

"It would be great if I could."

"But it's a bit late, I'm hungry, would Mr. Qiao mind eating something with me before we go?"

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Jiang Ling's girlfriend celebrated her birthday, and invited her and a few friends to a summer resort in the next province for vacation.

As a result, during this vacation, Jiang Ling was cheated on, and his girlfriend was having an affair with one of her friends under her nose.

Even Jiang Ling couldn't go out to play because of dysmenorrhea, and his girlfriend went to that girl's room, and a box of brand new finger cots was used up.

Jiang Ling's eyebrows were beating: "..."

Who is in love with whom?

She didn't procrastinate in breaking up, and bought the high-speed rail back to the city on the same day.

But after packing up his luggage and opening the door, Ji Zhanjin, whom he had only met a few times in the villa, appeared in front of him.

Ji Zhanjin looks coquettish and bright, very eye-catching and dazzling, but her temperament is a bit cool, she looked at Jiang Ling calmly, and said lightly: "I am prettier than her, better than her and richer than her, do you want to be with me?" pissed her off."

Jiang Ling hesitated for a moment, agreed, and moved into Ji Zhanjin's big bed room with the suitcase.

But as soon as he entered the room, he heard Ji Zhijin clear his throat, and looked at her again: "By the way, I can't act for nothing, at least I have to hug me no less than three times a day."

"Isn't that too much to ask?"

Jiang Ling: "Why don't you say that you can sleep no less than three times a day."

Ji Zhanjin's eyes lit up: "Isn't that impossible?"

Jiang Ling: "..."