She Came To My Concert

In this melancholy, Zhu Wenshu fell asleep in a daze.

The next morning, Zhu Wenshu was woken up by the vibration of his mobile phone.

It has only been more than ten hours since Ling Siyuan's incident, Zhu Wenshu's nerves are still tense, he sat up almost the moment he opened his eyes, and hastily pulled out his phone.

Taking a closer look, she didn't know whether she should breathe a sigh of relief or be more nervous.

Almost all the teachers in the school who have friends with her have sent messages, and those who have not been in touch also added WeChat.

Zhu Wenshu can know what they are asking without clicking through them one by one.

The most outrageous thing was that Zhu Qisen sent seventeen voice messages in a row, none of which were less than 50 seconds old.

Zhu Wenshu didn't bother to open it.

[Zhu Wenshu]: What's the matter?

[Zhu Qisen]: Didn't you hear my voice?

[Zhu Wenshu]: The phone is broken.

【Zhu Qisen】:...

[Zhu Qisen]: I heard that you kissed Ling Chen at the police station?

[Zhu Wenshu]:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

She almost didn't hold the phone steady, so she made a voice call directly.

When Zhu Qisen picked it up, there was a bit of noise in the background.

Tell me, what's going on?! I woke up in the morning and saw everyone talking. I thought I was wrong!

Didn't hear Zhu Wenshu speak, Zhu Qisen asked again: Did I make a mistake? Is this impossible? This is absolutely impossible!

Of course it's impossible.

Zhu Wenshu said calmly.

Hey! I'll just—

Zhu Wenshu: I am a teacher, how can I kiss people in public.

Zhu Qisen: ...?

He was stunned for a moment, Mr. Zhu, I taught you Chinese?

...

Is that the point?

Why not?

Zhu Wenshu lowered his head and grabbed the quilt, and said in a low voice, Don't tell Teacher Xueer, I'm afraid she won't be able to accept it.

Zhu Qisen: ...

Do you think I can accept it?

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, Zhu Wenshu knew that Zhu Qisen was digesting this matter, so he didn't speak.

She has no experience in dating celebrities, and she didn't know what to do at the beginning, so she just kept secretive.

It wasn't until Ling Chen said that last night that she was sure that falling in love with him could be the same as other people.

Since Ling Chen didn't intend to hide her, she had nothing to hide.

It's just a bit of a headache to be gossiped by so many colleagues all at once.

I still can't figure it out...Then, then you...

After a long time, Zhu Qisen spoke again, But the day of the concert was Ling Chen—I'm a fool?!

He finally realized, No, Zhu Wenshu, you are that, that...

alright.

Zhu Wenshu's phone was still vibrating, and his mind was groggy due to the cold, so he didn't have the time to discuss the details with Zhu Qisen, Let's do this first, I'll talk to you later when I have time, anyway, don't tell Teacher Xue'er yet.

Sensing that Zhu Wenshu was going to hang up the phone, Zhu Qisen hurriedly said: No, hey! You... Hey, my head is buzzing now, and I have to invigilate the exam later. Also, I woke up in the morning and told Xueer about last night. She knew that you were sick and recuperating at home and said she would come to see you.

No, I'm fine.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Wenshu sneezed.

Hey, look at you, let's not talk about it. I have been parked at the intersection for a long time, and the cars behind seem to be urging me to die.

Zhu Qisen stepped on the gas pedal again, and before hanging up the phone, he said emphatically, Don't forget to start talking to me! I'm driving, let's not——ah, I'm stupid, why did I turn right!

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Wenshu took out a tissue and wiped his nose sideways.

I ran out last night with wet hair and didn't wear a coat. I didn't think it was serious at first, but when I woke up, I felt that the condition was getting worse, and I couldn't even breathe through my nasal cavity.

She didn't think about how to tell her colleagues, so she pretended to be dead and sent Ling Chen a message before going to bed.

[Zhu Wenshu]: I'm a little dizzy, I'll go to the hospital later.

Then she went to wash and change clothes, and warmed up a glass of milk.

In less than twenty minutes, when he was looking at his phone again, Zhu Wenshu was in a daze for a moment, poured milk in one gulp, and hurried downstairs.

It was the rush hour for work, and there were many people at the entrance of the community. Zhu Wenshu stood on the side of the road looking around for a long time but did not see Ling Chen's car.

Until a hand stretched out from a red car and waved at her twice.

Only then did Zhu Wenshu recall that this was the car that Ling Siyuan's nanny usually drove.

How did you come?

Zhu Wenshu sat behind the co-pilot and asked.

Ling Chen didn't answer immediately, but helped her wrap up the loose scarf tightly, and pulled out the long hair sticking to her neck.

Ask you. Zhu Wenshu repeated, Why are you here?

Tsk.

Ling Chen looked up at her helplessly, Why do you always ask me this question?

Zhu Wenshu didn't understand what he meant and blinked in confusion.

Ling Chen pinched her earlobe, Shouldn't I come?

I did not mean that.

Zhu Wenshu raised his hand to scratch the place he pinched, itching, You are Ling Chen.

Lingchen is yours, he paused for a moment, boyfriend.

I know.

Zhu Wenshu slightly bent his lips, his voice softened, I think there are too many people in the hospital.

Ling Chen also smiled with her, It's because there are so many people that I can't let my girlfriend go alone.