flammable relationship

On snowy days, no matter day or night, it is always foggy and gloomy, with gloomy colors.

The bell rang for the end of the last class. It was short and cheerful. The quiet campus suddenly revived from a lifeless state. The screams of sliding tables and chairs, the crazy footsteps running down the stairs, and the roar of calling friends , have spared no effort to announce the vitality and vigor of young people to the world.

The mobile phone placed on the red lacquered table vibrated. It was an alarm clock that was set an hour earlier than the agreed time. Today's to-do list popped up on the screen of the mobile phone, two words: break up.

The red pen, which was rapidly correcting the monthly exam paper, stopped, and an overly slender hand slid across the screen. After a short period of cheating, the phone continued to fall into a deep sleep. The lock screen before the black screen showed two hands shaking hands. Wearing the same couple ring.

Today, this photo has faded from the sweetness, and the irony and sarcasm are almost full to overflow the screen.

With a very shallow snort, Fu Yiheng took off his metal half-rim glasses, and pinched the bridge of his nose.

The shape of the glasses is very retro. The two glasses legs are decorated with thin silver chains. They are hung around the neck and can be worn when needed. Often ridiculed by colleagues as grandma's reading glasses.

Every time he is ridiculed, Mr. Fu will reply: This is art, you don’t understand it.

Carefully wiping the glasses clean, Fu Yiheng took a deep breath, stood up, rolled up the unfinished test papers and put them in the backpack, tidying up the messy desk.

"gone?"

At the next table is Li Ding, the head teacher of the third class. He teaches mathematics. He has a hot temper and short temper. He has already stepped into the ranks of asking around for a hair transplant when he was just in his early 40s. At this moment, he is angrily writing on the test paper. Crossed fiercely, from the handwriting that pierced through the back of the paper, it can be seen that his nerves are on the verge of bursting.

Fu Yiheng: "Well, I will ask Brother Li to take care of the evening self-study of class six later."

"Okay. Don't worry, go." Li Ding waved his hands without raising his head, and gritted his teeth when he spoke.

Seeing that he was so angry that he was almost about to scold his mother, Fu Yiheng couldn't help but say a few words of relief: "Calm down, it's not worth it. Besides, the math test paper this time is indeed a bit difficult, so I don't blame the students for making mistakes."

"I don't count on them at all for difficult problems! But these little bastards, the basic questions are wrong here and there! The big questions are blank when they come up, and they don't even have to write a solution!" Teacher Li raised his eyebrows in anger. , Throwing the pen, gulping down a whole cup of hot water, and lowering the fire, "Everyone who teaches them is thrown into the stinky ditch! Especially those bad elements who exist to lower the average score!"

When he had recovered his breath, he glanced at Fu Yiheng who was wearing a coat, and it was very fresh: "Hey, you are so well-groomed today, you got off work so early, did you arrange a blind date?"

Fu Yiheng never discussed personal matters in the office, and smiled noncommittally.

"Oops! Someone took the lead!" Lao Li touched the only circle of hair left on the edge of his head regretfully, "I wanted to introduce my cousin to you! You come back and tell me the result, just in case If it doesn't work, I won't make any plans for you. If it doesn't work, my cousin is really talented and beautiful. She has a high education and low requirements, so she just needs to be a man..."

"Don't." Fu Yiheng interrupted him with a smile, "I want to be happy for a few more years."

"Don't be too happy, 30 years old is coming soon." Lao Li suddenly sighed, "When I was your age, I was also handsome and handsome, the most handsome male teacher in the city, this has been hanging around for a few years Well, it will be cold after drying... Hey! Why are you running? Well, dating is very active."

……

The meeting place was a very high-end Japanese grocery store. Fu Yiheng reserved a box in advance, and when he parked the car and entered the store, Jin Chen hadn't come yet.

Fu Yiheng sat cross-legged on the embroidered mat and drank two cups of barley tea slowly. He glanced at his watch, and found that the appointment time had been exceeded by nearly half an hour.

Expected.

In my impression, Jin Chen has never been to the appointment on time.

Fu Yiheng lowered his eyes, and rubbed the outer wall of the slightly hot teacup with his fingertips over and over again, admiring the delicate lotus pattern on the bottom of the cup.He is not in a hurry, he has been used to waiting for the past five years.

But in fact, he felt uncontrollable irritability right now.

fuck it.He thought, why am I always waiting?Do you really think I'm cheap?

After drinking too much tea, his bladder protested, Fu Yiheng put down the cup that he almost crushed, got up and went to the bathroom.While the water was pouring freely, someone came in lazily and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Several empty urinals must be next to him?

Fu Yiheng stared silently at the ukiyo-e on the wall, glanced to the side from the corner of his eye, and only saw a navy blue kimono suit, which was the uniform worn by the waiters in this Japanese grocery store.

The waiter is taller than him, and judging from the sound and range of the small water column below, he should also be younger than him.

There is no way, the years always intrude on a man's sensitive heart in unspeakable places.

Due to his special aptitude, Fu Yiheng didn't look sideways at the sensitive parts that shouldn't be seen when he entered the men's room, but obviously the kid next door didn't think so, Fu Yiheng could feel a compelling gaze from head to toe, and then very Staring at him arrogantly for a few seconds.

Until the sound of pattering water ends.

Fu Yiheng frowned uncomfortably, turned his body slightly, and closed the zipper.

The waiter whistled triumphantly while urinating, like a general who has won a contest.

Childish kid.

Fu Yiheng scrubbed his fingers carefully and smiled wryly.He has also experienced youth, and more or less knows that adolescent boys always have some inexplicable desire to win. Comparing size, length, and durability is a common topic in the toilet.

But these are all jokes among acquaintances, and it is rare to compete with a stranger.

Like a fool.

Fu Yiheng thought it was funny, and looked up to see the man with the corner of his mouth in the mirror.

The man has long faded his greenness, he showed everything a mature man should have, elegance, demeanor, and peace.He also knows how to show all his charms. His facial features are already dazzling enough, and his hairstyle should be kept simple so as not to overwhelm the audience. The beige half turtleneck sweater is a slim fit, which outlines wide shoulders and narrow waist, smooth muscle lines, and the edge of the collar is just right Cover half of the delicate Adam's apple.This is actually a trick, a man's Adam's apple is the sexiest place, so it is half-covered, and the bulge rolls up and down when swallowing saliva, which is very seductive.This is the same as a woman's complete set of lace underwear and bright nail polish on her toes. Those who understand will naturally understand.

There was movement behind him, the waiter who had just won an indescribable contest came out, and a pair of big hands with well-defined joints and prominent veins stretched out under the faucet next to him.

Fu Yiheng suppressed his smile, and went to wipe the toilet paper after washing his hands.

The paper that had already touched his fingertips was cut off halfway.

Fu Yiheng raised an eyebrow slightly, and then looked straight at this passerby who was always fighting against each other intentionally or unintentionally, and thought to himself: Could it be someone you know?

After one glance, take another look, and can't help but take a third look.

No, do restaurants now recruit people based on their looks?

Fu Yiheng searched quickly in his mind, and he was sure that there was no such person among the people he knew, otherwise he would not have the slightest impression of him with such a striking appearance.

The other party has wild short inches, with pure black plain earrings on his ears, his temperament is between a teenager and a young man, and the taste in his eyes wanders between simplicity and complexity, like a budding flower poppies.The facial lines are deep and rigid, the eyebrows are unruly, and the lips are thin, which is not an easy face to get along with. There is a provocative shimmer on the surface of the dark brown eyeballs, which are full of vigor.

Judging from the fact that he was working in the store on Tuesday, Fu Yiheng guessed that he should not go to school, he might drop out of school, or he might drop out of high school. It's an adult.But it looks very small, just like the half-grown kids in my class who are not stingy.

Out of professional habits, Mr. Fu has already preconceived that the handsome guy is included in the ranks of "children".

The little handsome guy had a bad temper, he pursed his lips in the mirror and raised his eyebrows arrogantly at him, then rumpled the paper in his hand and threw it into the trash can.

I don't know, I thought they had a holiday.

Fu Yiheng smiled, leaning against the sink with his crotch, turned around and embraced his arms, facing him: "Do you seem to be dissatisfied with me?"

The little handsome guy didn't seem to have expected that Fu Yiheng would take the initiative to respond to his intentional finding. He froze for a moment, then snorted out of his nose, raised his chin not to be outdone, and squinted his long and narrow eyes to look down at people from above.

Fu Yiheng was not shy either, he raised his eyes with a half-smile, and looked at him.

After two seconds, or longer.

Between boys and men, separated by years of precipitation and all kinds of so-called experiences that are not decent but can be pulled out to make up for it when necessary, it is always the boy who is the first to lose his temper.

Wei Ran looked into those curved eyes. There are fine lines around the eyes that are unique to people who love to laugh. The eyeballs are pure black, and the irises are light glass-colored. They seem gentle and watery...there are needles hidden in the cotton, not steel needles. , is the most slender embroidery needle, after staring at it for a long time, Wei Ran felt uncomfortable, he was like a leaked balloon, and most of his arrogance disappeared immediately.

After blinking extremely quickly, he maintained his indifference, passed by with a blank expression, and slammed down a cruel remark that was particularly social.

"It's nothing, I just see someone who is more flirtatious than me, and I'm very upset."

Fu Yiheng almost couldn't maintain an elegant and decent smile: "...?"

Why are practitioners in the service industry so arrogant now?

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