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Recently, Mu Qingyang has gotten used to private chats in Wencheng, and his endurance has been trained to explode from one o'clock at the beginning to three o'clock.

Yinglu_Shangyang: God, why do you always chat with me? It’s okay if you don’t worry about my studies, but you can’t ignore your work, right? [Wronged]

Wen Cheng held the mobile phone in both hands, kicked his legs on the work table, and the swivel chair rotated with his strength, and he nestled in the swivel chair to reply to Mu Qingyang.

Gong Feijun: Chatting with you is more useful than doping.

Yinglu_Shangyang: Oh, it turns out that I am banned from the Olympics in your heart.

Gong Feijun: You are forbidden to everyone except me. [love]

Mu Qingyang took a deep breath.

@芝律_尚阳: I want to take drugs.

Wencheng immediately liked it.

People who don't know the truth said: This love show is very interesting.

Two days later, this Weibo's most popular comment was like this.

Shangjun's armpit hair is guarded by me: [Thinking] God is persistently entangled with slag Gong, slag Gong becomes fried hair Gong?

The second hot comment is like this.

The Goddess My Marriage Awow: What should I do if I start to waver when standing in Shangjun, I feel that the god is very black-bellied ah w.

The third hot comment is like this.

You are my heavenly sun: Shangyang Sama doesn't pay attention to the abusive point of the great god, what's the matter? ?Ask for the story behind it! !

dry.

Mu Qingyang couldn't stand it anymore, threw his phone on the bed, and concentrated on packing the clothes for the business trip the day after tomorrow.

Wen Cheng's clothes were washed by him and hung to dry on the balcony. Mu Qingyang saw it when he was collecting his clothes, and took his clothes back after thinking about it.Looking at this set of six hundred and seven clothes, Mu Qingyang folded them and threw them into the closet.

They have infiltrated each other's lives unconsciously, and the parties involved are not aware of this.

The students in Class [-] had a deep relationship with Mu Qingyang. They knew that Mu Qingyang was going on a business trip tomorrow, and it was a week-long business trip. They seemed to know that tomorrow was the day of Mu Qingyang's death. Qingyang sends blessings.

"Mr. Mu, we will always remember what you did for us." Wang Yuheng held Mu Qingyang's hand.

Mu Qingyang quickly withdrew his hand, "Is there anything to eat?"

Wang Yuheng: "Huh?"

"Old man Mi." Mu Qingyang said briefly.

Wang Yuheng took out a rice old man from his pocket in a daze.

Mu Qingyang wasn't too polite, and just gnawed on it.

Last night, I packed my things and went back to the previous things. It took me a while to deal with them. I didn’t fall asleep until two o’clock in the middle of the night. There was no response when the alarm clock rang in the morning. I woke up half an hour later than usual. In order to get to school on time, he didn’t eat. For breakfast, I also gave a lesson to class [-], and I was so hungry that I didn't want to move.

The female classmate whose mobile phone was confiscated by Mu Qingyang laughed and said, "Teacher Mu is also in such a mess."

"There are times when it's even more embarrassing." After eating, Mu Qingyang slowly folded old man Mi's packaging bag and threw it into the trash can, "but you are not lucky enough to see it."

Mu Qingyang stretched out his index finger and swayed it in the air a few times, and finally pointed to the door, "If there is something to do, we will play, and if there is nothing to do, we will retreat."

A few people looked at me and I looked at you, and had nothing else to do, so they had to walk out of the office one after another.

Wang Yuheng didn't take a few steps when he was stopped by Mu Qingyang.

"While I'm gone, you remember to assign two pages of exercises every day." Mu Qingyang said.

Wang Yuheng is the physics class representative of Class Nine, a very irresponsible physics class representative, and a physics class representative who is very popular with students. He said in a negotiating tone: "One page a day?"

Mu Qingyang smiled: "Three pages."

Wang Yuheng surrendered: "Two pages, two pages."

"Come here," during the conversation between Wang Yuheng and Mu Qingyang, Teacher Luo stepped into the physics office with a loud voice, sat down on the seat angrily, and cursed at the girl who followed her with her head bowed, "You Take a look at your weekly test paper this time, what it looks like, you just lost more than 20 points! Do you still want to take the college entrance examination!"

The conversation between Wang Yuheng and Mu Qingyang ended because of this, and they frowned in unison.

The two turned their heads to look in Teacher Luo's direction at the same time.

Mu Qingyang, the girl teacher Luo scolded, looked strange and had no impression.

But Wang Yuheng was shocked, and his ears gradually turned red.

Mu Qingyang knew at a glance what was going on between Wang Yuheng and this girl, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Your partner?"

Wang Yuheng, who has always been eloquent, stammered for the first time: "Mu, Mr. Mu, you are so indifferent to me, I will sue you for defamation."

Oh, co-authors didn't catch up with others.

"Who?" Mu Qingyang asked in a low voice.

Wang Yuheng also secretly answered: "The monitor of class one, Wen Jianing."

Mu Qingyang knew the name Wen Jianing, the name was in the top ten in the top [-] rankings downstairs.

Asking for news like a thief here, that volcanic eruption is terrifying.

Teacher Luo threw the test paper on Wen Jianing, and patted the table several times, "I also know that you work hard and have a lot of homework every day, but everyone in the class has the same amount of homework, why did you drop so much?" You are still the monitor of Class [-]! If you want to say that the monitor of Class [-] is at the bottom of the class, where do you put the face of Class [-] and mine?"

Wen Jianing still lowered her brows and eyes, holding the test paper with both hands, her little hands wringing restlessly on the test paper, which made the test paper crumpled.

Mu Qingyang saw clearly that the score on the test paper was 74.The Qinggao weekly test adopts a 74-point system. This time, the physics weekly test paper was issued by Teacher Luo, and the difficulty is relatively high. For an ordinary class like Class [-], it is very good to pass, and [-] is already quite high.

Teacher Luo glanced at Wen Jianing, and said in a slow tone, "I know you're blaming me now, but I'm also doing it for your own good. I'm not being strict with you now. In the future, you won't be able to get a book by two points, and you will hate me." I didn't scold you!"

The little girl still hung her head and said nothing, Mu Qingyang estimated that her heart was torn apart.

But it's not easy to manage.

He sent Wang Yuheng away with a few words, and he himself left the physics office, and walked to the rooftop far away from the office to smoke.

Halfway through the cigarette, Wen Jianing came out of the physics office, bowed to the office, turned around and went downstairs neatly, Mu Qingyang saw her clearly with just one glance.If boys of Wang Yuheng's age want to like them, 80.00% of them will choose a little girl like Wen Jianing. She is beautiful, her eyebrows have been opened, her eyebrows are standard willow leaf eyebrows, slender and docile, her eyes are big and watery, without losing her aura , with three-dimensional features, exuding a cold and elegant temperament.What made Mu Qingyang most valuable was the look in her eyes when she turned around. It was calm beyond their age, without the frustration and sadness of being severely scolded by Teacher Luo.So she's doing poor work in the office?

so cute.If Mu Qingyang were seven years younger, he would definitely chase her.

Unavoidably thinking of Zhang Shiyun again, Mu Qingyang smiled and took a puff of cigarette.

He turned around, put his hands on the railing and looked down. There was an open space under the roof, and the students in the class that was close to the open space would go there to stay after class, and most of them were girls.The place where Mu Qingyang stood was not far from the bottom, so he could get a rough idea of ​​what they said, but what he could hear most clearly was when the two girls standing under his feet were talking about "Xu Zexi" in their class.

Girl A: "Is Xu Zexi really gay?"

Girl B: "Really, I have a blue face and he is a neighbor, and everyone in their family knows about it."

Girl A: "Hey -- it's so disgusting."

Mu Qingyang hates Wencheng, but not because of his sexual orientation.Mu Qingyang has no opinion on homosexuality. He had a few around him when he was in college. He was no different from ordinary people except that he liked men. He also acted in BL dramas, so he understood this circle very well.He shook the soot, and looked at the school gate in the distance without saying a word.These two girls are still young, he can understand.

"Qin Yu, why did you say that?"

oh?There is a good show.

Mu Qingyang became a little interested, and looked down.

The voice was very calm, and Muqing Sunshine could guess that it was Wen Jianing by hearing this voice.

Sure enough, he lived up to his expectations, that person was really Wen Jianing.

Girl A was Qin Yu. She looked Wen Jianing up and down, and said with a sneer, "I mean it." She nudged the girl next to her with her elbow, "Yang Yuanyuan, what do you think?"

Yang Yuanyuan seemed a little afraid of Wen Jianing, so she replied reluctantly: "Ah... yes."

Wen Jianing frowned incomprehensibly, "Don't you guys like Tanmei?"

Qin Yu laughed, "Sister, read the word Danmei, and the emphasis is on 'beauty'. It's enough to read novels and comics for this kind of thing. Look at what Xu Zexi looks like, full of beauty." He has pimples on his face, and wears glasses to read all day. If this kind of person wants to be with a man, he must be the same kind of guy, right? Thinking about him hugging and kissing another man makes him feel sick."

Mu Qingyang put all his body weight on the railing, leaning lazily and comfortably, the action of smoking is very sexy.

The calmness in Wen Jianing's eyes gradually turned cold, and Mu Qingyang's eyes narrowed.

Wen Jianing's aura is full, her current appearance is not at all similar to the gentleness just now, she has a natural sense of oppression.

“我以为喜欢耽美的人是因为能包容这样的爱情，而非对性向偏见。”温佳柠似是喃喃，似是质问，秦羽看她随时都要上来揍人的样子，有些心慌， Wen Jianing regained her composure before saying, "Please apologize to classmate Xu Zexi."

"Why?" Qin Yu was also quite arrogant, and he refused to accept such an order from Wen Jianing, so he pushed Wen Jianing hard, "Your squad leader is amazing, you can order us anything?"

Wen Jianing was unprepared, she was pushed down by Qin Yu and fell to the ground, her hand supporting the floor kept shaking, Mu Qingyang saw that something was wrong, put out the end of the cigarette he had smoked on the railing, and went down Throw.

The cigarette butt fell from Qin Yu's eyes, she was stunned for a moment, then when she looked up, she saw Mu Qingyang who was smiling.

Mu Qingyang is very famous among the students of Qinggao, because he is... handsome, handsome and cool.

Which adolescent girl wouldn't want to have a relationship with such a mature man, if it's a teacher-student relationship...it's quite popular recently, the sweet one is not bad.

Qin Yu's arrogant arrogance disappeared immediately, and he said with a dry smile, "Teacher Mu."

Mu Qingyang put his hands on the railing and looked down at Qin Yu condescendingly: "If you have opinions on homosexuality, the teacher can understand, but it's wrong for you to speak ill of classmate Xu Zexi, even if he loves a winter melon, he will Personal. People are born to learn to respect people, you know?"

Qin Yu was suddenly embarrassed and ashamed, and he couldn't lose his temper with Mu Qingyang, so he could only lower his head abruptly, "Got it."

The class bell rang at this moment, and Mu Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief, and waved to the audience in the open space: "That's all right, if you've seen enough of the play, go back to the classroom and study by yourself, otherwise I'll collect the money."

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

Only Wen Jianing was still sitting on the ground, his body trembling due to the shaking of his hands, Mu Qingyang couldn't ignore it, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed, he went downstairs and squatted in front of Wen Jianing, "Are you still going back?"

"Thank you teacher." Wen Jianing said in a low voice.

Mu Qingyang was taken aback.

Because Wen Jianing's words were full of tears.

A person who was scolded by such a poisonous teacher as if nothing happened, cried when pushed by a female classmate?

Mu Qingyang was still squatting in front of Wen Jianing, but he was a little dazed.

Wen Jianing hugged her legs, buried her head in her knees, wanted to restrain herself but couldn't restrain herself from crying, "Why...is it so hard for gays to be recognized when they like someone?"

Mu Qingyang was stunned again.

... The amount of information is a bit large?

Co-authored by Wang Yuheng Is there no hope?

"Girl..." Mu Qingyang didn't know what to say, and asked tentatively, "Do you like... girls?"

These words made Wen Jianing raise her head abruptly, and glared at Mu Qingyang, "No."

After being stared at like that, Mu Qingyang had a miraculous sense of sight in front of his eyes.

Mu Qingyang looked at Wen Jianing carefully, and when he thought of something, he couldn't help but step back, and asked with a trembling voice, "What... do you have to do with Wencheng?"

Now Wen Jianing was stunned, half of her tears were hanging on her long eyelashes, she looked at Mu Qingyang for a long time, she blinked, and the tear finally fell, "Mr. Mu...knows me elder brother?"

Far more than acquaintance! ! !

Mu Qingyang regretted that he didn't read the almanac when he went out today.

Wen Jianing's tears disappeared quickly, and a flame of hope was ignited. If the two of them were not at school but in the hospital, Mu Qingyang would have the illusion that he was the doctor who saved her lover.

Wen Jianing grabbed Mu Qingyang's hand suddenly, stared into Mu Qingyang's eyes and asked, "Where is he now? How is he doing?"

wait wait wait……

Mu Qingyang had nowhere to put his other hand, so he quickly patted Wen Jianing on the shoulder to try to calm her down, "Student Wen, he is your brother, not mine, what are you asking me for?"

Wen Jianing realized that she had lost her composure, she took her hand back for a moment, lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, I was too excited." Her voice was very small, but even so, Mu Qingyang could still hear the trembling in her words.

Mu Qingyang sighed unconsciously.

Too tired to live.

"Student Wen, you have two choices now," Mu Qingyang leisurely raised two fingers, "One, go back to the classroom for class; two, find a place where we can talk."

Wen Jianing quickly raised her head, looked into Mu Qingyang's eyes and said firmly, "Two."

"...Okay." Why did Mu Qingyang forget, she is the one who doesn't keep her face when being scolded by Teacher Luo.

Qinggao's school doctor does not go to work on weekends, and the health room is often empty. At this moment, it has become the best place for Mu Qingyang and Wen Jianing to talk.

Wen Jianing and Mu Qingyang sat opposite each other, Wen Jianing looked down at her hands, and Mu Qingyang couldn't help but also look at her hands, slender and well-proportioned hands.

The two were silent with each other for a long time before Wen Jianing spoke, calmly and slowly speaking in a narrating tone: "My brother has been away from home for eight years and has no contact with my family. I haven't seen him for a long time."

Wen Cheng once said that he dropped out of high school, and Mu Qingyang was not surprised by Wen Jianing's words. He guessed that Wen Cheng was kicked out of the house because of his sexuality.

Wen Jianing didn't know this, she hesitated and didn't know how to speak, and stopped when she started.

Mu Qingyang didn't want to get too involved with Wen Cheng. There was always a voice in his heart reminding him that Wen Cheng was a very troublesome person. If he got involved with Wen Cheng, it would be difficult to break away from him. trouble.Wen Jianing didn't speak, and he didn't speak, but the atmosphere made Mu Qingyang uncomfortable, so he asked, "Do you mind if I smoke?"

"Excuse me." Wen Jianing didn't regard him as a teacher at all, and said directly, "Our family doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, I'm sorry."

Mu Qingyang was stunned, "Oh." He had already taken out the cigarette, but Wen Jianing's words made him just hold the cigarette in his hand and play with it.

This means that Wencheng also hates the smell of cigarettes?

With these two sentences as a foreshadowing, Wen Jianing seemed to have the nerve to say: "Mr. Mu, what is your relationship with my brother?"

Ok?

His relationship with Wencheng? □□?enemy? CP?

"I met once." Mu Qingyang replied.

Wen Jianing asked, "When?"

Mu Qingyang had the illusion that he had cheated on Wen Cheng and his wife came to confront him.

"A month ago."

"why?"

"...I have a mutual friend with him, and we met by accident."

Wen Jianing's tense body relaxed, her eyes showed disappointment, "I see."

Mu Qingyang knew in his heart that he had avoided a lot of trouble with his answer, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Jianing smiled bitterly, "How is brother?"

"Okay." Mu Qingyang replied.

It's so good, he can sing, have sex, race cars and swim, why not.

"That's good." Wen Jianing's eyes were both gratified and sad, "What is he doing now?"

Mu Qingyang thought of Wencheng's very personalized business card, "Translation."

Wen Jianing pursed her lips and smiled, but her smile was not satisfactory, "Then... that's fine. Thank you teacher for tolerating my gaffe."

"No...you're welcome." Mu Qingyang said.

Wen Jianing is an interesting girl, she is different from girls her age.If she was not his student, nor Wen Cheng's younger sister, Mu Qingyang would be moved.

"If possible," Wen Jianing said, stood up and bowed to Mu Qingyang, "I hope the teacher can help me pass a message to my brother, I want to see him."

Mu Qingyang didn't answer, Wen Jianing straightened up, smiled and shrugged, and said a little self-deprecatingly: "If it's really troublesome, the teacher can ignore my request, as long as I know my brother is doing well."

"……it is good."

Wen Jianing just left, waving her sleeves without taking a cloud away.

Mu Qingyang sat alone in the health care room, and there were many voices talking in his head at the same time, disturbing his head with a dull pain.Mu Qingyang nestled in the chair and lit a cigarette. He didn't smoke it, but held it in his hand. The voice in his head drifted away with the smoke, and he felt more comfortable.

Can't get close to Wencheng.

There is only one voice reminder in my heart, more like a warning.