Master is a white moonlight

Day after day, year after year, time passes quietly.

In early autumn and September, the leaves of the rows of ginkgo trees on the street have turned golden. When the autumn wind blows, pieces of golden apricot leaves are flipped in the air, and golden fallen leaves are piled up on both sides of the street.

In the morning, at eight o'clock.

The alarm clock at the head of the bed rang on time, waking up the woman in the bed.

"Hmm... so noisy..." The woman stretched out a snow-white arm from under the quilt, trying to reach the alarm clock on the bedside table, but accidentally knocked the alarm clock to the ground.

Shen Han just walked to the door of the bedroom when he heard a "pop", the crisp sound of the alarm clock falling to the ground.

Shen Han came to the bed, glanced at Leng Yizhen who was sleeping soundly on the bed, then bent down and picked up the alarm clock that fell on the ground.

"Good boy." Shen Han sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over to Leng Yiying's ear, and softly called out, "It's time to get up."

"I'm so sleepy...let me...sleep for a while..." Leng Yijiao turned over and pulled the quilt over her body to cover her head.

"Xian'er, today is your first day at work." Shen Han gently pulled the quilt on Leng Yiluo's body, and said softly.

Hearing this, Leng Yizhen lost all sleepiness in an instant, sat up abruptly, stared at Shen Han with wide almond eyes, "What time is it?"

"It's not over yet." Shen Han showed a gentle smile at Leng Yizhen, and said softly, "Don't panic, there's still time."

"My husband will drive you later." Shen Han stood up and walked towards the closet beside him.

"You just got your driver's license yesterday." Leng Yijiao looked at Shen Han's back and reminded her.

Shen Han took out the apricot-colored small suit that he had prepared earlier from the closet, and hung it on the steam ironing machine at the side.

Bend down and plug in the ironing machine, press the switch button, and then press the "cotton" button.

Shen Han took off the insulated glove hanging on the ironing machine, put it on his left hand, and asked softly, "Is there any problem?"

"No...no." Leng Yizhen shook his head, and walked towards Shen Han with bare feet.

Leng Yizhen walked behind Shen Han, put his hands on Shen Han's slender waist, put his chin on the other's shoulder, and muttered, "My high priest, what do you have for breakfast?"

"Crab buns." Shen Han ironed the small suit carefully, not letting go of any tiny folds, and replied softly.

"You know how to do it?!" Leng Yizhen said in surprise, a little unbelievable.

The day before yesterday, when the two were shopping, they passed by a morning tea shop. Leng Yizhen was full of praise for their crab roe buns.

"Ah."

"Master...you are so kind to Jian'er."

"Go wash up, it won't taste good when it gets cold later."

"En!" Leng Yizhen tilted his head, took the opportunity to steal a kiss on Shen Han's cheek, then turned and walked towards the bathroom.

It was the first time to ride in a car driven by Shen Han, Leng Yizhen was still a little worried.Who knows, Shen Han's driving skills are very good, and he doesn't look like a novice on the road at all.

It would have taken half an hour by car, but Shen Han abruptly shortened it by 10 minutes.

Therefore, not only was Leng Yizheng not late, but he also arrived at the famous medical university in the province - S Medical University 10 minutes earlier.

Leng Yizhen first went to the school's personnel department to report, then went to the financial office to collect textbooks, and finally returned to the teacher's office.

On the first day of work, Leng Yizhen only had one Chinese medicine class, which was still at three o'clock in the afternoon.

When Leng Yizhen appeared at the door of the classroom in a small apricot suit, the noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.

The students whispered to each other, whispering about the new teacher.

"Isn't it...then so so so?"

"Look at your worthless appearance. You can't straighten your tongue when you see beautiful women. This is Dr. Leng hired by our school with a high salary. He is a brilliant student who graduated from **University."

"To tell you the truth, this is the first time I've seen such a good-looking beauty Xueba in my twenty years of life."

"Yes! Me too, me too."

"It's not just a top student, this person is simply a genius. It only took three years to study from a bachelor's degree to a doctor's degree. Chinese medicine! Have you ever seen a Chinese medicine student who completed the credits so quickly?!"

Leng Yizhen stepped on a pair of white leather high-heeled shoes, holding a textbook in his hand, and walked to the podium with a smile on his face.

Leng Yizhen practiced this smile in front of the mirror all day.

The whole classroom suddenly became silent, because everyone's eyes fell on Leng Yijiao.

Leng Yizhen first bowed slightly to the students politely, then stood upright, and made a simple self-introduction to the students.

"Students, good afternoon, everyone. I am your teacher of traditional Chinese medicine." Leng Yizhen smiled softly, but was very nervous in his heart. "My surname is Leng. You can call me Teacher Leng."

"Teacher Leng, you are so beautiful!" A tall boy suddenly shouted, "Are you single?"

The corner of Leng Yizhen's mouth twitched slightly, and the smile on his lips stopped abruptly.

"No." Leng Yijiao's eyes fell on the tall boy, and he smiled politely, "Teacher has a girlfriend."

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and voices of regret continued to erupt in the crowd.

"It turns out that the beautiful young ladies belong to other people's homes."

"No, it's the beautiful young ladies who have been abducted by other beautiful young ladies."

"I really want to know what Teacher Leng's girlfriend looks like, and what kind of beauty does she need to be worthy of Teacher Leng!"

"Don't think about it, it won't be you anyway."

Listening to the whispers of the students, Leng Yizhen instantly had a look of Shen Han in his mind, and the corners of his lips raised slightly involuntarily.

He quickly hid the smile on his lips, and opened the textbook he had put on the podium just now.

"Okay, students, please be quiet." Leng Yizhen looked up at the group of heaven's favored children in front of him, and said, "Please turn to the first page of the book first."

.................

The weather in early September is very sultry, especially at three or four o'clock in the afternoon.As soon as the heat from the ground came up, it was even more stuffy.

Shen Han seized the time and arrived at S Medical University an hour earlier.

Shen Han was wearing a long white cotton dress and stood at the corner of the school gate, holding a large bouquet of delicate red roses in both hands.

One or two pedestrians passed by from time to time, everyone would be attracted by Shen Han without exception, couldn't help but take a second look, and some people even picked up their mobile phones to secretly take pictures.

Shen Han has long been accustomed to such a situation.When accidentally colliding with other people's eyes, Shen Han will return the other party with a polite and modest smile.

An hour passed, and Shen Han still stood straight on the spot, with a thin layer of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Glancing down at the watch on his wrist, there are still 10 minutes before Leng Yizhen gets out of class.

With a "ding", the get out of class bell rang.

Leng Yizhen put away his textbooks and was about to turn around and leave when he heard someone calling himself behind him.

"Teacher Leng!" A female student hurried up to Leng Yizhen, handed Leng Yizhen a post-it note and a pen with both hands, and whispered with blushing cheeks, "Can you give me your phone number?"

"Okay." Leng Yizhen turned sideways, took the post-it note and pen from the female classmate with both hands, and lowered his head to write down his phone number on the post-it note.

Seeing this, other students rushed forward one after another.Ask for a phone number and WeChat, and even a meager one.

In this way, when Leng Yijiao completely got rid of this group of enthusiastic students and walked to the school gate, it was already a quarter of an hour before the end of get out of class.

Leng Yizhen stopped and looked down for the bus card in the bag.But the moment he looked up, a large bouquet of delicate red roses appeared in his eyes.

"Congratulations, congratulations." Shen Han sent the red rose to Leng Yiluo's arms, and said softly with a gentle smile on the corner of his lips.

Leng Yizhen was stunned for a moment, took the rose in Shen Han's hand with both hands, and couldn't hide the pleasant smile at the corner of his mouth, "Thank you."

"What's the matter today." Leng Yizhen lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of flowers, then raised his head and smiled at Shen Han, "Why do you want to give me flowers?"

"Today is the big day for Jian'er to become a teacher for the first time."

Leng Yizhen smiled, and then noticed the beads of sweat on Shen Han's forehead.Quickly took out a tissue from the bag, gently wiped the fine sweat from Shen Han's forehead, and asked with concern, "Look at you, you are sweating profusely, have you waited for a long time?"

"Not long, not even an hour." Shen Han's amber eyes were filled with tenderness, and he replied softly.

"Master, come here." Leng Yijiao hooked his fingers at Shen Han, pretending to be mysterious.

"..." Shen Han looked at Leng Yijiao dotingly, and obediently leaned forward.

Leng Yizhen raised the bouquet above his head, covering their faces, and quickly kissed Shen Han's cheek secretly.

"Xiao'er, let's go home first." Shen Han took Leng Yijiao's hand and said softly, his voice was as gentle as a bright moon.

"Okay." Leng Yizhen hugged Shen Han's arm and smiled sweetly at Shen Han.

While chatting, the two walked towards the car parked not far away.

When passing by a row of golden ginkgo trees, a golden leaf fell on Leng Yijiao's hair. Leng Yijiao just looked at the roses in his arms and didn't notice.

Shen Han stopped, reached out and took the leaves from Leng Yizhen's hair, his amber eyes were filled with endless tenderness.

Leng Yizhen tilted his head to look at Shen Han in front of him, a happy smile bloomed on his lips.

At the right moment, a gust of wind blows and rolls up the golden apricot leaves all over the ground.