Sir, what if it's too cold?

Time seems to pass quickly, but also seems to pass very slowly.

Zhou Qing suddenly got up and stood in front of Xu Muran!

With a few blunt muffled sounds, the black and white ball hit the ground and slowly rolled away.

Zhou Qing frowned, took a long breath, and turned around: "Are you okay?"

The ball came fast and hard, and in less than a minute, a bruise visible to the naked eye appeared on her arm.

"...I'm fine," Xu Muran quickly stood up and looked closely at Zhou Qing's injury, "How painful is it?"

"It's nothing serious." Zhou Qing raised his eyes, saw the students running out of breath, and waved his chin, motioning them to take the ball away.

The leading boy probably had attended Zhou Qing's class, recognized her, and blamed himself: "I'm sorry Teacher Zhou kicked you, why don't we help you to the school hospital?"

"It's okay, you go on, it's not a big deal, just pass it with patience."

The boys stood there for a while, seeing her insistence, they left after a while.

Zhou Qing turned to call Xu Muran to the office, but suddenly found that the other party had disappeared without a trace.

Where did you go?

She felt a rare sense of anxiety - she opened the address book and was about to press the call button when she heard Xu Muran's anxious voice: "Zhou Qing!"

Those careless boys didn't see it, but she didn't know why, but she observed it carefully, as if that moment was divided into images, and the frames were all clearly visible: the arc of her clothes shaking, the moment when she dilated The eyes, the dust kicked up from the ground when she turned sideways...

A bottle of ice-cold Sprite touched the bruise, and the swelling and pain subsided a little.

Seeing Zhou Qing's pretending to be innocent, Xu Muran bit his lips in self-blame, his voice was so low that it seemed to be crying: "Teacher Zhou..."

"I'm fine, don't worry," Zhou Qing touched the top of her hair with his other safe hand, and rubbed a vague smile that was almost imperceptible, "It's you, why do you look like you're about to cry?" Seems like it, huh?"

Xu Muran said incoherently: "Your arm was smashed, and you blocked it for me again, I..."

Zhou Qing's skin was already fair, and the bruises floating on the surface made it even more shocking. He thought that he would spend his days with bruises in the next three or four days.

If just now...

She must blame herself, Xu Muran thought guiltily, if she hadn't come here on her own initiative, if she hadn't...

After all, they are not that familiar.

For Xu Muran, Zhou Qing is like a rose blooming in the garden of another family. From the first glimpse to the later stop, even though she already felt that the process was long enough, for Zhou Qing, her memory The part of me that I read about myself is probably just a glimpse.After all, her world is so big...

She lowered her head and curled her lips in frustration, not wanting Zhou Qing to see her like this.

"Xu Muran."

"You look up."

Teacher Zhou called me.

I... She wondered a little bit, can I raise my head?

Thoughts turned in my mind a few times, but I still couldn't find an outlet to resolve it.She raised her head hesitantly, caught Zhou Qing's gaze unexpectedly——

A pair of willow-leaf eyebrows pressed down on the black pupils, and there was brilliance flowing in them.She thought, Zhou Qing's eyes are so beautiful.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Zhou Qing repeated her name again: "Xu Muran."

"What are you hiding? Are you afraid of me..." She paused: "Are you afraid that I will blame you?"

Xu Muran nodded slowly, obviously it was all her fault.

Who would have thought that in the next second, Zhou Qing smiled without warning, and said softly, "Look at me."

"I won't blame you, let alone blame you. This matter is the same as last time. It is all due to my self-choice. I will be responsible for my choice. And...

"Please trust me, I will try my best to help you and tolerate you, you have my greatest tolerance, yes, I did it voluntarily," she saw the astonished look in Xu Muran's eyes, and reached out her hand to stop the question she wanted to have , "Wait, let me finish."

"You'll probably ask me why, we've only known each other for a week, and I can't give you an exact answer, probably—

"Probably because we are destined." Zhou Qing smiled softly: "Because we met three times on the first day we met, don't you think it's a coincidence? We only knew each other for a week, and we are willing to do this for each other? I think..." There seemed to be a deceptive magic in her voice: "You also think this is fate, right?"

Under such an offensive, Xu Muran struggled to swallow the question, nodded: "Yeah."

That's right.

If it weren't for the two magical words "fate", she probably would never have imagined in her life that she would do this for a person who has known him for such a short time...

She laughed suddenly, tugged at the corner of Zhou Qing's clothes, and stood up.

"Let's go, go back."

"Hey, what are you doing?" Cheng Xuewei stopped Xu Muran who was walking towards the conference room, "Why are you going?"

"Open a regular meeting." Xu Muran turned around and said strangely, "Why are you all so inactive today?"

Cheng Xuewei: "Did you not receive the notice?"

Xu Muran: "What notice?"

Cheng Xuewei: "The regular meeting will not be held today, and the mobilization meeting will be held in the big lecture hall instead, don't you know?"

She really didn't know about it, so Xu Muran followed Cheng Xuewei back in a daze: "When did it happen?"

"This morning, it was sent in groups within the system..." Cheng Xuewei thought for a while, then smiled and said, "You weren't here this morning, you just came back, right? No wonder."

The mobilization meeting is an annual practice, nothing more than a potbellied leader spit on the stage and say some polite words, and the masses below applaud sparsely at key points.

Xu Muran followed Cheng Xuewei to the back seat and sat down. The lights in the lecture hall were dim, and the people around were all looking down and swiping their phones, and few of them listened carefully.She tugged on Cheng Xuewei's sleeve and complained softly, "I forgot to bring my tablet to play."

Cheng Xuewei was delighted: "You are the only one who knows how to play. It won't take long, just listen to it."

This year's keynote speaker is the head of the Evening News Department. His surname is Cong and his given name is Qin. He is in his 40s but not old. He still walks lightly and has a well-proportioned body.Xu Muran only listened for a short while and then started to let go, until Cheng Xuewei said that she was going to the bathroom and asked her to help look at things, and she came back to her senses.

She was suddenly patted on the shoulder: "Hey."

Xu Muran turned his head, saw the other person's face clearly, and coughed.

... Zheng Weixing?