Dressed as a cannon fodder in a Mary Sue romance novel

, all because of this car.

The description in this section of the book is very brief. It only says that Song Zhenju and Lin Bin carefully selected and helped Lin Qinghe buy a car for several months.

However, on the first day Lin Qinghe drove on the road, something happened.

Grandma Qin ran a red light to pick up a bottle, Lin Qinghe was unprepared and bumped into Grandma Qin.

Grandma Qin was seriously injured because she ran a red light. Grandma Qin was mainly responsible, while Lin Qinghe was only responsible for [-]%.

The Qin family was already poor and could not afford medical expenses at all. Qin Yue was desperate and asked Lin Qinghe for help.

Lin Qinghe was furious. He had just bought a new car and encountered such an unfortunate incident. It was Qin Yue's grandma who hit him. He was unwilling to bear the [-]% responsibility, but Qin Yue actually came to ask him for help.

So he refused without hesitation, and cursed, saying that Grandma Qin deserved to die. Grandma Qin happened to see this scene.

Grandma Qin didn't want to drag them down, so she jumped off the building.

Grandpa Qin was so angry that he had a heart attack and followed him.

Then there was a series of things like Qin Yue dropping out of school, suffering outside for three years, and then being retrieved by the Qin family.

So he really didn't want the car at all.

Simply the root of all evil.

Song Zhenju was kind-hearted at first, but she became annoyed when she saw him pushing back and forth. She threw the bowl on the table and said, "Why, it's our fault that we wanted to buy you a car. Why are you so ignorant of good and evil?"

Lin Qinghe felt distressed, so she had to put down the bowl in her hand, pulled the chair closer to her, and said in a good voice: "Mom, I know you are here for my own good, but I can walk to and from work every day. There's really no need, and I'm trying to buy a car on my own, I'm a man, trust me."

Only then did Song Zhenju's expression soften a little, she waved her hand and said, "Forget it, forget it, love or not, who cares about you."

Only then did Lin Qinghe let go of Yixin, and they picked up vegetables and poured water again, which made Song Zhenju a little happier.

After dinner, Lin Qinghe went back to his room to count the days.

Chinese New Year will be next month.

January, February, March...

Not much time left.

Can he really avoid it so smoothly?

I don't know if it's because of being in the third year of high school, but Lin Qinghe felt that the time passed extremely quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the final exam is ushered in, and then the Chinese New Year.

Although there are only ten days off for Chinese New Year, everyone is still restless.

It made Lin Qinghe beat them every few days.

It was okay before the exam, but after the exam, everyone seemed to be crazy. As soon as he entered the classroom, he was almost forced out by the lively voice inside.

Although the exam is over, according to the requirements of the school, students are still insisted on finishing evening self-study before school.

No one wanted to watch the self-study just after the exam. The students were very irritable, but there was nothing they could do. Tonight was Chinese evening self-study.

Lin Qinghe walked into the classroom covering his ears, stood on the podium and patted the desk, "Quiet and quiet."

The classroom gradually calmed down.

Lin Qinghe looked at the excited faces under the podium, sighed, and turned on the computer, "It's no wonder you are in the mood to study now, let's play a movie."

"Oh...Long live Teacher Lin."

The classroom that had just calmed down immediately became chaotic.

Lin Qinghe hurriedly stretched out a finger to his lips, making a quiet gesture.

The students understood immediately.

The classroom became quiet again, and everyone consciously closed the door, turned off the lights, and drew the curtains.

"What do you want to see?" Lin Qinghe asked.

"The domineering president spoils the sky, but only loves the sweet little wife"

"Devil President, I'm afraid of pain, so I won't be your contract wife"

"President's stand-in ex-wife, love me, are you afraid?"

Lin Qinghe: "..." Is this all serious?

As expected of the world of Mary Su, isn't there a normal movie?

☆、Chapter 21

Lin Qinghe was silent for a while, and decided to ignore their opinions and play "Border Town".

They have learned excerpts from fragments, so let them watch it in its entirety this time.

When the class saw the movie playing, some people wailed a few times, but it quickly quieted down. No matter how you say it, it was more interesting than self-study.

In order not to disturb everyone watching the movie, Lin Qinghe stood at the back of the classroom.

As soon as he stood still, Qin Yue turned around and pointed to the place next to him.

Lin Qinghe just remembered that Su Nuan had something to do at home today, so she left early after the exam.

So there happened to be an empty seat next to Qin Yue.

Lin Qinghe immediately sat down without hesitation, after all, it was quite tiring to stand for two classes.

Lin Qinghe sat down next to Qin Yue, and then watched the movie with everyone.

Qin Yue supported his cheeks with his hands, and looked sideways at the big screen.

Although he knew it was only because of the angle, Lin Qinghe still had an inexplicable feeling that Qin Yue was looking at him.

The gaze fell on him as if it had substance, making his ears feel slightly warm.

Lin Qinghe looked at it for a while, couldn't help covering his mouth with his hands and yawned, pretending to turn around casually, Qin Yue was still sideways, but his eyes fell on the whiteboard.

Lin Qinghe hastily looked away, and smiled to himself secretly, what's so interesting about him, he's being passionate all day long.

After thinking about it, I continued to watch the movie.

There was no turning back this time.

After watching the movie, it's time to leave school.

Everyone had been looking forward to it for a long time. As soon as Lin Qinghe finished class, everyone grabbed their schoolbags and rushed out.

Lin Qinghe watched them run so fast one by one, smiled helplessly, and swallowed back the words he hadn't spoken yet.

It's not on duty yet!

Lin Qinghe sighed, and decided that he should stay and tidy up.

He returned to the podium, wiped the blackboard clean first, and turned around to find that Qin Yue had picked up a broom and was sweeping the floor at some point.

Lin Qinghe looked at the classroom where only the two of them were left, and asked in surprise, "Aren't you going back?"

Qin Yue straightened up and looked at him with clear eyes and a smile, "Teacher, I'll clean up for you before leaving."

Feeling warm in Lin Qinghe's heart, he put down the blackboard eraser, clapped his hands, and walked up to him, "Don't you need to go to work tonight?"

Qin Yue shook his head, continued to bend over and sweep the floor, and said again and again: "I quit my part-time job, grandma said it's the last half a year, so don't be distracted."

Lin Qinghe felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't show it on the face. He nodded slightly, and then took the broom and started to clean the classroom on the other side.

The classrooms are cleaned every day, so they are not dirty, and they clean up quickly.

After everything was done, Lin Qinghe locked the classroom door, and the two walked out side by side.

When approaching the school gate, Qin Yue suddenly asked: "Teacher, is your birthday coming soon?"

Lin Qinghe froze for a moment, then turned around and asked, "How do you know?"

Qin Yue blushed slightly, turned his head away, and said vaguely: "I heard it before."

Lin Qinghe didn't ask in detail, thinking that since he asked this question, he must have some plans, but he knew Qin Yue's situation, so he hurriedly said: "Why, you didn't prepare a surprise for the teacher, did you?"

Qin Yue was silent for a moment, nodded without denying it.

Lin Qinghe was very moved, but still said: "Your kindness is appreciated by the teacher, but the gift is really unnecessary, please take care..."

Lin Qinghe originally wanted to say that he had studied hard, but when he thought that he hadn't taken the college entrance examination, his throat choked up and he didn't say it.

She just raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder.

Qin Yue seemed to know what he was thinking a long time ago, so he hurriedly added: "It's not any expensive gift, it's just a little... thought."

Speaking of the latter, for some reason, Qin Yue's voice dropped.

Lin Qinghe couldn't refuse anymore, so he continued, "This is what you said, and I won't accept anything expensive."

"En." Qin Yue nodded heavily like a child who had received a reward.

In the next two days, the students will be on vacation, and the teachers will come to the school to correct the papers.

Due to the tight schedule, he corrected almost from morning to night in the past two days. He was so dizzy when correcting the papers that he felt like vomiting when he saw the words.

Relying on the super efficient work of the teachers, all the results came out within two days.

I received the notice on the third day, and then I was on vacation.

There are only ten days of winter vacation, and it's still too late.

So when the students are on vacation, the Chinese New Year will be in a few days.

As the end of the new year approaches, whether it is on the street or at home, the taste of the new year is getting stronger and stronger.

The units of Song Zhenju and Lin Bin are also on holiday these days.

The three of them cleaned up at home, bought new year's goods, fried all kinds of meat...

In this way, we ushered in the new year amidst the busy schedule.

It was New Year's Eve, and the three members of the Lin family had been busy all afternoon, cooking a table full of dishes, ready to welcome the New Year.

There is a lively program on the TV, and the firecrackers and fireworks are going off outside.

Although there are only three members of the Lin family, they don't seem deserted.

Lin Qinghe and Lin Bin were sitting on chairs, Song Zhenju came out with a small cake and put it on the table.

Lin Qinghe's birthday falls on the Gregorian calendar, and the time varies every year. This year is a coincidence that his birthday happens to be New Year's Eve.

Lin Qinghe was a little surprised when he saw the cake, and then said dumbfoundedly: "Why do you still buy cakes? I'm already so old, and I made so many dishes today, I can't eat them in a while."

Song Zhenju was in a good mood today, and said with a smile: "Isn't this the sense of ceremony that you young people talk about, and I just remind you that you will be 25 from today, and it's time to start a family and start a business."

"I……"

"What are you, make a wish and blow out candles." Song Zhenju said, symbolically inserted five candles, and lit them for Lin Qinghe to make a wish.

Lin Qinghe closed her eyes obediently, thought for a while, and said silently in her heart: "Bless me to live a few more years."

After speaking, he opened his eyes and blew out the candle.

"What wish did you make?" Song Zhenju asked curiously.

Lin Bin on the side quickly poked her, "Hey, hey, it won't work if you say it."

Song Zhenju curled her lips, "Okay, don't ask if you don't ask, eat, eat."

Lin Qinghe looked at them from the side, they were clearly people in the book, but the mortal world at this moment made him feel a little nostalgic.

After eating, they each sat on the sofa holding a piece of cake and began to watch the annual Spring Festival Gala.

The song and dance performance was still so boring, Lin Qinghe felt boring after watching it for a while.

Just as there were fireworks outside, he stood up and walked towards the window, "Call me when the sketch starts."

"Okay." Lin Bin said, waving at him.

Lin Qinghe put the unfinished cake on the table, took a glass of water and walked to the window.

The fireworks outside were set off as if they didn't need money, they were magnificent and gorgeous, Lin Qinghe couldn't help feeling that he was really rich.

Fireworks and firecrackers have been banned during Chinese New Year in his original world, and environmental protection is environmental protection, but he always feels that something is missing.

Now it seems that it is the taste of the year.

This kind of lively and bright red unique to Chinese people.

Everyone is lively, happy to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, and the whole family is reunited.

After watching the fireworks for a while, Lin Qinghe's eyes gradually shifted downwards. At this moment, everyone is having a lively reunion at home, and the streets are empty.

only one person.

Lin Qinghe rubbed his eyes, thinking that he must have made a mistake.

However, when he looked again, he found that he was right.

There was indeed a person standing beside the street lamp, it was Qin Yue.

☆、Chapter 22

Qin Yue was wearing a red down jacket and stood under the street lamp, with his head raised, looking at something extremely intently.

The moment he saw Lin Qinghe, his eyes lit up instantly, the corners of his mouth curled up, he smiled lightly, and then waved at him.

Lin Qinghe just stayed by the window.

Today is New Year's Eve, how could Qin Yue appear here?

And although it didn't snow today, the temperature was below zero. How long has he been standing outside?Will it freeze?

Lin Qinghe felt his heart flustered, put down the cup in his hand, and strode out.

Song Zhenju heard the movement and shouted: "Hey, why are you going, the sketch will start soon."

"I'll be right back." Lin Qinghe didn't have time to say anything more, opened the door and ran out.

As soon as he got downstairs, he saw Qin Yue trotting in front of him.

Qin Yue didn't know how long he stood outside, his cheeks were flushed from the cold, his originally white and slender knuckles were slightly purple, and he was holding a box in his hand.

Before Lin Qinghe could take a closer look, Qin Yue said, "Teacher, why did you come down without a coat on? Is it cold?"

Lin Qinghe looked at himself, and sure enough, he came down in a hurry just now, and he was only wearing a sweater.

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but Lin Qinghe really felt a little cold when he said it.

But he didn't show it, and replied calmly: "It's not cold, why are you here?"

Qin Yue didn't answer, but unzipped his clothes, trying to take off his clothes.

Lin Qinghe instantly understood what he meant, pressed his hand to stop his movement, and said, dumbfounded: "No, I'm not cold."

After Lin Qinghe finished speaking, he withdrew his hand, but Qin Yue's movements froze, as if he had been frozen suddenly.

After a while, he slowly lowered his hand.

"Today's New Year's Eve, why don't you stay at home, what are you doing here?" Lin Qinghe asked.

Lin Qinghe raised his head and said, "Teacher, happy birthday!"

The fingers holding the box tightened instantly, hesitated for a moment, and slowly handed it to Lin Qinghe.

Lin Qinghe was taken aback for a moment, and asked in disbelief: "Are you here to give me a gift?"

Qin Yue nodded.

Lin Qinghe didn't know what to say for a while, and the hand that took the box trembled slightly.

He was so moved in a mess, but he didn't know how to express it, so he just said helplessly: "You, why are you so sincere! The same is true for me at the beginning of school. Today, on New Year's Eve, I made a special trip here. It's such a cold day ..."

Lin Qinghe didn't know what he was talking about, and what he said was confusing, but Qin Yue didn't interrupt, he raised his head and listened carefully, just like he did countless times in his class.

It wasn't until he finished speaking that Qin Yue replied: "It's different." The tone was extremely gentle.

Lin Qinghe looked at him, sighed after a while, and said, "How long have you been waiting here? Why don't you go up to find me?"

Hearing this, Qin Yue raised his hand and scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "I don't know which floor you live on."

Lin Qinghe was angry and funny, "If I didn't happen to watch the fireworks by the window tonight, would you have to wait downstairs all night?"

Qin Yue didn't answer, but just looked at him with a smile, the answer was all inside.

Lin Qinghe wanted to say something more, but Qin Yue said: "Teacher, you should go back quickly, it's too cold outside."

The temperature is now below zero. Because there is heating in the house, Lin Qinghe only wears a sweater.

It was really unbearable to stand outside for such a long time, but...

He glanced at Qin Yue, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Wait for me."

Qin Yue didn't know what he wanted to do, but subconsciously replied "Okay."

Then Lin Qinghe strode upstairs.

As soon as he got home, he ran straight into the bedroom and put on his down jacket.I took another coat, a scarf and gloves.

When he passed the living room, he saw the birthday cake he hadn't finished eating just now on the table, hesitated for a moment, went over to cut a new piece, and walked out with it.

Song Zhenju had already sensed that something was wrong, so she walked over from the living room, frowned and asked, "What are you doing? Are you moving?"

Lin Qinghe wanted to go down early, so he said perfunctorily, "I have something to do, I'll be right back."

"What's the matter?" Song Zhenju persisted.

"I'll tell you when I get back." Lin Qinghe said, striding out.

When he got downstairs, Qin Yue stood obediently and waited for him. When he saw him come down with a bunch of things, he immediately understood what Lin Qinghe meant.

"Teacher, no..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Qinghe had already thrown things into his arms.

"It's too cold, put these on."

"It's really not necessary." Qin Yue carefully hugged a pile of clothes, and looked up at him, with helplessness and emotion in his eyes.

Lin Qinghe looked down at his hands that were blue and blue from the cold, and help him put them on involuntarily.

"Teacher!" Qin Yue took a step back in surprise, but he quickly stopped and stood stiffly in place, allowing him to move.

Lin Qinghe didn't speak, first took out the scarf to help him tie it, and then took the coat to help him put it on.

Because there was still a cake to eat, Lin Qinghe temporarily held the glove in his hand, and then handed him the cake.

"Please eat cake."

Qin Yue's expression was still dull, as if he hadn't recovered from the surprise just now.

After hearing his voice, the brilliance returned to his eyes, and then a large cloud of clouds bloomed on his face.

He hurriedly lowered his head, coughed a few times as a cover-up, and then took the cake and ate it mouthful.

For some reason, Lin Qinghe felt that he was hesitant to eat this plate of cake, and the speed was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, which made him somewhat confused whether Qin Yue liked it or not.

After eating the cake, Lin Qinghe took the empty plate and threw it into the trash can before handing him the gloves.

Qin Yue didn't refuse this time, and put it on obediently after taking it.

Lin Qinghe looked at Qin Yue who was tightly wrapped by him, and then he said with satisfaction: "Okay, it's getting late, go home quickly, happy new year!"

"Happy New Year!" Qin Yue also hurriedly replied.

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and waved at him, "Teacher, I will return the clothes to you after I wash them tomorrow."

Lin Qinghe heard the words, stroked his forehead with a smile and said: "No, just give it to me when school starts, don't run around."

"Okay." Qin Yue touched the scarf hanging on his chest, then turned and left.

Lin Qinghe watched his back completely disappear into the street before turning around and going home.

In just a few short steps, he walked in a daze.

I always feel that everything that happened just now is like a dream he is having. Did Qin Yue care so much about him?

He is obviously just a cannon fodder.

Why is there a feeling of taking the heroine's script? It stands to reason that this kind of plot should not all be found in the male and female protagonists?

[Ding dong, refreshment value +30, Qinyue's favorability +40, plot promotion completed 310%, current points [-], please continue to work hard! 】

Just when he was puzzled, the system that he hadn't seen for a long time suddenly moved.

Qin Yue's favor can also be explained, it should be that he just brought clothes for Qin Yue, and he was very moved.

But he still can't understand, why readers feel so good!Shouldn't the scene just now be very moving?

ah!This thick, tearful teacher-student relationship!

"It turns out that the plot is only [-]% off." Lin Qinghe said.

[Yes, the road is long and long, you have to work harder. 】

"I..." Lin Qinghe's throat choked, "How can I work harder? Your tasks are too vague, I..."

Before Lin Qinghe could finish complaining, Song Zhenju yelled at him as soon as he walked to the door, "What did you do just now? Tell me!"

Lin Qinghe resisted the urge to cover his ears, and replied with a smile: "It's my birthday today, and a student came here to give me a gift. I saw that he was wearing thin clothes, so I brought him a piece of clothing."

"Oh?" Song Zhenju raised her eyebrows, and hurriedly asked curiously, "What gift?"

Lin Qinghe took out the small box from his pocket and handed it over.

Song Zhenju opened it excitedly, took a look, then curled her lips in disdain, and threw it back to him, "I still think it's worth something, it's this little thing."

Lin Qinghe was taken aback by her action, quickly took it, put it carefully in his pocket, and said with some displeasure: "This is the student's wish."

"Okay, okay." Song Zhenju replied perfunctorily, then turned and went back to the living room.

Lin Qinghe went back to the bedroom alone.

He sat down at the desk, took out the box, and looked at it carefully before his eyes.

This box is carved out of wood. The material looks very ordinary, but the carving skills are really extraordinary.

A Chinese-style courtyard is engraved on it, with small bridges, flowing water, strange rocks and rockeries, all of which are lifelike. Even the lotus flowers on the lake in the garden have distinct branches, which shows how much thought the sculptor has put into the painting.

The more Lin Qinghe looked at it, the more he liked it. He put it in his hand and played it carefully. Suddenly, he found that the window of the room in the courtyard was open. Inside, there were two people, one tall and one short, lying at the desk, and the short one was hugged by the tall one. He is teaching him something.

Lin Qinghe looked at it with mixed feelings. He didn't expect Qin Yue to have this ability. This gift is indeed not expensive, but it took a lot of time and thought. I don't know how long he made it.

What's more, this is just a box for him to hold gifts.

For a moment, he felt that the gift was quite heavy.

After a while, he opened the box carefully, only to see an extremely bright red rope lying inside, with a delicate pendant hanging from the bottom.

It is still made of wood, but the material of this pendant is obviously much better than that of the box.

Lin Qinghe picked it up slowly, and found that the carved one was a little tiger with sharp eyes and no anger. Although it was a small one, it really had the feeling of the king of beasts.

The carving of this tiger is more delicate than that of the box. Every hair on its body is layered and lifelike, as if it can let out a roar in the next second, making all beasts surrender.

Lin Qinghe held the little tiger in his palm and stroked it for a long time, but he was a little at a loss. This gift was said to be expensive or not, but it was said to be too expensive, and he didn't know whether he should accept it or not.

But thinking that Qin Yue had waited downstairs for so long and sent it here specially, he couldn't justify not accepting it.

It wasn't until the little tiger felt slightly warm from his touch that Lin Qinghe sighed and tied it around his wrist with a smile.

☆、Chapter 23

Not long after school started, it was the [-]-day swearing-in meeting.

During the last period of time, Lin Qinghe had a thorough understanding of what it means to say that time flies like an arrow, and the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle.

Before he came back to his senses, the weather was gradually getting warmer, and the countdown on the classroom wall had already turned into ten digits.

Qin Yue's grades can be said to have improved by leaps and bounds, and the second model actually got into the top ten in the class.

Lin Qinghe looked at his report card with mixed feelings of sadness and joy.

Seeing the progress of the students' exams, he was certainly happy in his heart, but when he thought about his future ending, he felt sad again.

He regarded Su Nuan as a dream, and worked so hard to get close to her. Seeing that hope was in front of him, everything was lost in an instant.

Needless to say the taste of it.

but……

Lin Qinghe touched the little tiger on his wrist subconsciously. Compared with Lin Qinghe in the book, he felt that he was much better, and hoped that he would not hate himself too much then.

And since he explicitly rejected Song Zhenju and the others last time, the family never talked about buying him a car again.

Maybe it can be avoided, Lin Qinghe still has a little luck in his heart.

On this day, as soon as Lin Qinghe arrived at the office, he found a pack of wedding candies and an invitation card on the table.

Lin Qinghe picked up the invitation card and opened it, and what came into his eyes was a wedding photo, both male and female, they looked very suitable.

It turned out to be the Chinese teacher in the science class in the office next door.

"Teacher Song is getting married!" Lin Qinghe was a little surprised that it was so sudden. Although he said that he didn't have much contact with each other at ordinary times, they were all in charge of the third-level key class of senior high school, and they often met each other on weekdays, so he didn't notice it at all.

"Yes, I came here early this morning to talk about this weekend at the Dingyuan Hotel, Mr. Lin, don't forget." The English teacher said, pointing to the small blackboard on the wall of the office.

"Well, I see, why is it so sudden? There was no news at all before."

"I heard that it was a blind date. The two met a few times and it was quite suitable, so they got the certificate. However, Mr. Song is not young, and finally settled down."

"That's it." Lin Qinghe replied, his tone suddenly sour.

Will he just find a suitable person to spend the rest of his life with?Don't talk about love, don't talk about love, just because you are old, or because you are suitable.

Lin Qinghe picked a wedding candy from the bag, slowly tore off the candy coating and put it in his mouth.

The sweetness gradually diffused in his mouth, Lin Qinghe shook his head slightly, clearing out the messy thoughts in his head.

Whether he can live to that time is not certain, why is he thinking so much.

Today, his class was in the last two periods, and he didn't have much to do, so he took out the papers that would be handed out tomorrow, and planned to do it in advance, so that it would be convenient for him to explain.

After two classes in a row, just as he put down his pen, Qin Yue walked in with a paper.

Lin Qinghe shook his tingling neck and asked, "Is there a problem?"

"Well, I don't understand this piece of classical Chinese." Qin Yue said and handed over the paper.

Lin Qinghe took the paper and read it for a while, then began to explain it to Qin Yue.

However, for some reason, Qin Yue listened absent-mindedly, and looked away from time to time.

Lin Qinghe stopped in surprise, followed his gaze, and saw the wedding candies on the table.

Lin Qinghe was stunned for a moment, does Qin Yue want to eat candy?

Thinking of this, he reached out and took the bag of sugar, and pushed it in front of Qin Yue, "Take it if you want to eat it, and don't get lost after eating it."

Qin Yue just woke up like a dream, his body trembled slightly, and his face turned pale.

He looked at Lin Qinghe, opened his mouth, and asked with some difficulty: "Mr. Lin, what is this?"

"Happy candy, can't you see it?" It was clearly packaged.

When Qin Yue heard this, the light in his eyes went out like a candle, as if he was frozen in place, and he didn't move for a long time.

Seeing that he didn't take it, Lin Qinghe thought it was embarrassing, so he reached out and grabbed a handful and handed it over, "You're welcome, eat."

Only then did Qin Yue slowly open his clenched fingers, and stiffly took the candy from Lin Qinghe.

His eyes fell on Tang, and after looking at it for a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Teacher, you want to be happy."

Qin Yue's voice was extremely hoarse, every word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.

Lin Qinghe was completely confused when he heard it, why did it involve him again.

However, he glanced at the wedding candy on the table, contacted Qin Yue's reaction, and soon understood that Qin Yue probably thought he was getting married.

It's just that even if it's him who gets married today, it's still a happy event. How could Qin Yue react like this.

"Uh, actually..."

Before Lin Qinghe finished speaking, the paper in his hand was suddenly taken away, and Qin Yue strode out.

Lin Qinghe:? ? ?

What's happening here?He hasn't finished yet.

Lin Qinghe looked bewildered, but he was not in a hurry to chase him out. Anyway, the next period is his class, and he will explain after he goes to the classroom.

Finally rang the preparatory bell, Lin Qinghe packed his things and walked to the classroom.

During class, Lin Qinghe glanced at Qin Yue several times, but unlike in the past when he wished to stick his eyes on him every class, today's Qin Yue never raised his head from the beginning to the end.

Just peeling off a candy and stuffing it into his mouth as if no one else was there.

Lin Qinghe was also a little annoyed, what happened?It's inexplicable, and this is during class, you can't eat casually, just eat, can't you steal it?Still eating so aboveboard, do you think he is blind?

However, Lin Qinghe didn't say anything.

After all, he is the hero, so it's better not to mess with him.

After class, Lin Qinghe originally wanted to talk to him, but Qin Yue ran faster than anyone else.

As soon as he finished class, he got up and walked out.

Lin Qinghe couldn't find him, so he had to give up.

In the next few days, Qin Yue avoided seeing him as if he was angry with him, anyway, he could hide as far as he could.

Lin Qinghe was dying strangely, but he couldn't be caught, and he didn't even have a chance to ask him clearly.

Hey, this hasn't hit Grandma Qin yet, has she already provoked him?

After work this day, Lin Qinghe packed his things and just walked out when he found Qin Yue standing at the stairs, as if waiting for him.

Lin Qinghe was also angry at being tormented by him these days, and really wanted to shake his face and stride past him.

But due to my status as a small cannon fodder, I still dare not.

He just walked up to him coldly and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Qin Yue raised his head and looked at him steadfastly, his eyes were too focused, as if he wanted to portray his figure from head to toe in detail, and firmly imprinted it in his mind, which gave him a feeling of ten thousand years at a glance.

Lin Qinghe's mind froze, his momentum weakened by half, and he took a step back involuntarily.

Only then did Qin Yue look away, bit his lips, and smiled brightly at him.

It was the first time Lin Qinghe saw such a bright smile on his face, and he was so happy that it seemed like it was painted on.

That smile didn't last long, as if it couldn't last anymore, it dimmed, leaving only bitterness.

"Teacher, happy wedding!" Qin Yue said, and handed over a doll.

It is still carved out of wood, wearing a Chinese-style wedding dress, very delicate.The doll was completely carved out according to his appearance, no matter in appearance or expression, it was exactly the same as him, even the mole at the corner of his eye did not fall, it was so similar, as if this appearance had already been carved in the mind of the sculptor I copied it thousands of times.

"The wood is gone, I only carved one." Qin Yue added.

Lin Qinghe stood where he was, only feeling that something was about to break through the ground.

"Are you busy doing this these days?" Lin Qinghe asked.

"En." Qin Yue nodded.

"Nonsense! There are only a few days left before the college entrance examination, how can you..." Lin Qinghe interrupted him with a smile in the middle of speaking.

"No... I will study hard in the days to come."

Lin Qinghe just felt irritable and stuffy in his heart, but he couldn't say anything.

"Teacher, take it." Qin Yue handed the doll to him a little more.

Lin Qinghe was angry and helpless, "What do you charge, I don't want to get married."

As soon as Lin Qinghe finished speaking, the hand stretched out in front of him trembled violently, and the doll in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Qin Yue looked at him, blinked his eyes, and repeated as if he didn't understand: "Not married?"

"That's right, the wedding candy that day belonged to Mr. Song from the science class. I wanted to tell you, but I couldn't even catch you these days. I thought you were making a fuss, but it turned out that you were preparing a wedding gift. "

Qin Yue's fingers holding the doll suddenly tightened, and the expression on his face was unpredictable.

Lin Qinghe looked a little startled.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Qinghe asked hurriedly.

"It's nothing, I'm just..." Although Qin Yue tried his best to restrain himself, there was still uncontrollable excitement in his tone.

Before he finished speaking, he put the doll in Lin Qinghe's hand, and said with a smile: "Teacher, just treat it as a congratulatory gift from me in advance. When you... get married, I will give you another doll." Make it up too."

Lin Qinghe looked at the sudden extra doll in his hand, and couldn't laugh or cry, and joked: "Okay, then I'll take it first, and remember to make it up for me when I get married."

Qin Yue nodded, and something flashed in his eyes, "Definitely." After finishing speaking, he raised his head to look at him, with a pleading look in his eyes, "Teacher, just wait, wait... etc……"

Qin Yue spoke incoherently, Lin Qinghe didn't care, and walked out together with him, "It's getting late, let's go."

"Okay." Qin Yue obediently followed him downstairs.

Lin Qinghe just felt that tonight was extremely miraculous. He thought Qin Yue was having a fight with him, but in fact he was just preparing a wedding gift for him.

But his attitude in those few days was like he was angry with him, and he was still eating in his class.

But Lin Qinghe really couldn't figure out what he was angry about.

I can only sigh with emotion, who said that menopause is terrible, and puberty is also terrible.

Thinking of what happened in the past few days, Lin Qinghe was still a little upset, and deliberately joked: "Is Teacher Song's wedding candy so delicious? Let you eat a lesson in my class?"

Hearing this, Qin Yue shook his head, as if recalling some bad memories, wrinkled his nose, and replied bitterly: "It's not tasty at all, it's too bitter."

It hurts so much.

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