[Sharp and benevolent teacher] The son is unparalleled

56 Wen Wen Drops Out

Xue Jiahui opened her eyes in a daze, and found herself lying on the bed. Isn't this her room? Then she looked closely and saw that the room was empty.

Nie, Wen, Xing!It was agreed to play chess and keep the year old!

"Xuejuan, where is Mr. Nie?"

"Hey, here we come!" Xuejuan helped Xue Jiahui up, and put a pillow on her back, "Mr. Nie just left not long ago, and he told the lady not to run around when he wakes up, and he will come back after finishing his work."

"He just left? That's it?" Xue Jiahui thumped the bed angrily.

"Actually, Mr. Nie has visited many times, but Miss still hasn't woken up."

"Then he will leave?" Xue Jiahui continued to beat the bed, and crumpled the quilt into a ball again, still not relieved.

Xuejuan sighed, and said again: "Miss, get up quickly, I will ask the kitchen to heat up the dinner again."

Xue Jiahui rubbed her eyes in surprise, how long has she been asleep?

**

In the next few days, Xue Jiahui looked forward to the stars and the moon, but she didn't look forward to Nie Wenxing. She asked Xue Ran and she didn't know anything. Even the spies reported that Mr. Nie had not returned to the academy.

Xue Jiahui's eyelids twitched as she drank the buttermilk, and suddenly she had a bad premonition, where had he been without saying a word these days.

"Miss, look who's back!" Xuejuan ran in with a smile.

"Nie..." Xue Jiahui was startled, looked up, feeling a little lost in her heart, "Brother Yuan, are you back from work?"

"Yeah." Yuan Hao just came back from outside, he should have reported the details to Xue Ran directly, but Xue Ran didn't come back, so he came to greet Xue Jiahui first.

Xue Jiahui got up, helped Xuejuan pat the cold frost on Yuan Hao's body, and then handed him the heater: "Brother, it's true, I sent you out for the Chinese New Year, and it took more than ten days to leave. I'm afraid I ate a lot Bitter. Xuejuan, tell the kitchen to make some side dishes, and I will have dinner with Brother Yuan."

Yuan Hao resigned with fists in his hands, his face was solemn, his eyes were like a cold pool in winter.

"What's wrong with Brother Yuan? Is there any bad news?" Xue Ran is not an unreasonable person. It must be something important to send Yuan Hao out during this period of time. Seeing him like this again today, Xue Jiahui was even more convinced of this idea.

Yuan Hao shook his head, hesitant to speak.

Although he didn't say anything, Xue Jiahui knew that it was definitely an "important matter" related to her, and was planning how to coerce and lure Yuan Hao to speak out, when Xue Ran opened the door and entered.

"Ah, Jiahui, you've had enough sleep today!" Xue Ran glanced at her, then at Yuan Hao, "Come to my study."

Yuan Hao nodded silently, and followed Xue Ran out.

"Hey, what are you hiding from me?" Xue Jiahui shouted at the backs of the two of them.

Xue Ran turned around and smiled: "Clean up, you should go to the academy."

In the end, Xue Jiahui couldn't hold back Xue Ranfan's defense against eavesdropping, so she packed her bags and rode back to school on her little mule in desperation, complaining about all the miserable experiences during the holiday along the way.

Today "Chasing the Wind" seemed particularly listless. Xue Jiahui caught the horse's stomach, and it didn't go much faster. It took a long time to get to the college with her on its back.

As soon as she entered the gate, she met Sun Dashan who was sweeping the snow. The snow that fell a few days ago had not yet melted, so she had to sweep it before school started so that some unlucky ghosts would step on it and fall over.

"Dashan, is Mr. Nie back?" Xue Jiahui asked, leading Zhuifeng.

"Mr. Nie came back an hour ago and hurried to the teaching office."

Teaching office!Xue Jiahui tied Zhuifeng, carried the burden, walked in three steps at a time, and hurriedly ran to the teaching office.

"Ow!"

Xue Jiahui ran too fast and bumped into Song Wenwen. She stopped in time and did not use too much force, but Song Wenwen slumped on the ground.

"Wenwen, are you okay?" Xue Jiahui stepped forward to help her, regretting her recklessness.

Song Wenwen's face was pale, Xue Jiahui didn't support her, she squatted down again, and said tremblingly: "I'm fine."

"Are you okay?" Xue Jiahui probed her forehead, "Are you sick, do you want Mr. Nie to take a look?"

"I'm really fine." Song Wenwen pushed her hand away and stood still.

Before Xue Jiahui could take a step closer to ask, she ran away in a hurry.

Xue Jiahui froze in place, seeing Nie Wenxing coming out of the teaching office, so she said, "Sir..."

Nie Wenxing nodded, and said again: "Would you like to go out for a walk with me?"

"Okay!" Xue Jiahui agreed without thinking, and was troubled that she had no position at all. When she saw him, the resentment accumulated for a few days disappeared, and for some reason, Nie Wenxing also looked very bad.

Nie Wenxing remained sullen all the way, and Xue Jiahui followed behind him without daring to make a sound, until he led her into a secluded tavern near the college.

Seeing a guest Xiaoer come up to greet him, Nie Wenxing said, "Give us two jugs of wine!"

Xue Jiahui was standing next to her, full of doubts, and when Xiao Er was about to leave, she whispered: "We just need a pot of wine, and some steamed buns."

She turned around and took a sharp look at Nie Wenxing: "What is Mr. Nie going to do, drink away your worries?"

Nie Wenxing took her words as a deaf ear, and just as Xiao Er filled up the wine, he drank a bowl in a muffled voice.

Xue Jiahui snatched the empty bowl and slapped it heavily on the table, causing Xiao Er to jump twice in fright. Then she rolled up her sleeves, ready to attack.

"You walked away without saying a word for so many days, and today you didn't say a word. I waited at home for so many days and you didn't come. Whenever I saw you, I was drunk. If you don't tell me, I don't know what happened. I can only worry about it. , Is it being attacked, is it in danger, is it that I can never come back to see me safely again. "

The first two sentences were still full of anger, but in the end it was full of grievances.

Nie Wenxing was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile finally appeared on his frozen face: "I obviously said something, otherwise why would we be here." As he spoke, he lifted the jug and was about to pour wine.

Xue Jiahui reached out to snatch the jug, but her skill could not be faster than Nie Wenxing's, and she emptied it several times.So she shifted her target, grabbed the bowl she had slapped on the table, and held it up triumphantly.

Nie Wenxing smiled, raised the wine pot and dried it.

"You!" Xue Jiahui was so angry that she raised her hand and was about to ... and then stagnated in mid-air, thinking what to do if it was broken and stuck in her hand?

The waiter in the shop understood her thoughts quite well, and kindly reminded: "The utensils in our shop are very strong, girls can take pictures as much as they want."

With permission, Xue Jiahui raised her hand and prepared to...

Before she dropped her hand, Nie Wenxing put down the jug, looked at her carefully, and said, "I found out these days..."

"What's the matter these days?" Xue Jiahui raised her eyebrows, thinking that if he said something nice, she would spare him.

"Wait, put down your weapons and let's talk." Nie Wenxing looked at her, and then at the wine bowl that was very close to his forehead.

"Okay, I'll put it down, you can talk!" Xue Jiahui put away the bowl that was about to be thrown, and listened attentively, with a little expectation.

Nie Wenxing coughed a few times and said with a smile, "You seem to be gaining weight."

"Nie, Wen, Xing!"

The tables in the tavern shook, and the waiter covered his ears and ran away.

**

Some people are full of wine and some are full of food. This meal was not easy. The two had their own concerns and rarely communicated, but they forgot that this was the first time they met after the New Year.

On the way back, Xue Jiahui simply left Nie Wenxing behind, and walked ahead alone as if angry with him, and really didn't know what she was angry about.

They walked back to the academy around a small path, just to avoid Marquis Wu who was patrolling back and forth in the main street.

"Are you angry?"

Xue Jiahui pretended not to hear. Isn't it obvious that she still needs to ask.

The footsteps behind him quickened, as if they were about to catch up with her.

Xue Jiahui snorted again, if he really wanted to stop her, he would be able to rush forward with a little effort.

"Jiahui, I'm sorry."

Xue Jiahui was taken aback when she heard the sound, and Nie Wenxing took the opportunity to hold her, his hands were so cold.

Following the cold touch of her fingertips, her heart felt as if she had fallen into a cold pool.She wanted to break free, but was caught by a stronger force until her fingers interlocked.

"Mr. Nie, we are almost at the academy, this is not good."

Nie Wenxing turned a deaf ear, rolled his long arms, and pulled Xue Jiahui into his arms, hugging her tightly regardless.

Xue Jiahui was caught off guard by his ambiguous behavior, and she was both surprised and happy. Besides, she was worried about what to do if other people saw it.

But at this moment, she didn't want to think about anything else, she just wished that time would stop and she would stay in his arms with peace of mind.

After a long time, she said: "What's the matter with you, something is wrong today, I also have something wrong, maybe you are also thinking about me, so you bear everything alone."

Xue Jiahui said while gently stroking his back.

"I'm sorry." Nie Wenxing hugged her tightly, like hugging a beloved treasure, afraid that others would snatch it away.

Xue Jiahui smiled and said: "I'm not angry anymore, we should go back, otherwise I will be punished after the night ban, I will be punished to clean your room, write a poem on calligraphy and painting, and practice calligraphy on ancient books , smashing antiques or something..."

At this time, Nie Wenxing said softly: "I will punish you to stay by my side all the time, okay?"

Xue Jiahui nodded slightly, and buried her head in his arms. There was an elegant fragrance of ink on his body, which made people feel inexplicably at ease.

At this moment, someone was hiding in the darkness at the end of the alley, watching them with burning eyes.

After reporting to Xue Ran, Yuan Hao hurried to the academy but found that Xue Jiahui was not there, so he found this place all the way until seeing this scene, he smiled bitterly.

**

In the early morning, the students got up early and came to the classroom to welcome the first class of the new term at Hongwen College, but until the bell rang for the class, Song Wenwen's seat was still empty.

Xue Jiahui looked at the empty desk in a daze, wondering if Song Wenwen was sick, and why he didn't come until now.

Nie Wenxing stepped into the classroom with the scroll in his arms accompanied by the final echo of the bell. At this time, other people also realized that Song Wenwen hadn't arrived yet. Wu Tianbao got up and was about to go to their dormitory. He walked to the door, and Nie Wenxing stepped forward to greet him. stop.

"Mr. Nie, Song Wenwen is sick, I'm going to see him."

"No need, she bid farewell to me yesterday, she has dropped out of school and left the academy."

After hearing Nie Wenxing's words, the whole class was shocked.

Sun Dashan, who had always been obedient to the academy and absolutely supported his husband, got up and asked, "How could Song Wenwen drop out of school? Mr. Nie, did you make a mistake? How could he leave the academy?"

"I don't believe it, how could he drop out of school, I'm going to see." Wu Tianbao walked out after saying that.

"I'll go too!" Jin Renbin followed closely behind.

"Everyone stop, no one is allowed to leave!" Nie Wenxing snapped.

Wu Tianbao and Nie Wenxing couldn't stop arguing, Xue Jiahui recalled all kinds of things yesterday, why Song Wenwen left without saying a word, there must be something strange in this matter, so Nie Wenxing's strange behavior last night has a good explanation.

The students dispersed in a rush, urging everyone to find Song Wenwen together. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people in the classroom, Xue Jiahui followed everyone out. Only Liu Yaoyao stayed here to face Nie Wenxing alone.

"I saw you put in so much effort for the rehearsal, and I wanted to forgive you for what you did to the academy, but I didn't expect you to force Song Wenwen away today!"

"Liu Yaoyao, things are not as simple as you think!"

Liu Yaoyao sneered: "Sure enough, it's related to you, then I'll tell you everything I know, the assassin in the market is related to you."

Xue Jiahui turned back and heard their quarrel. She couldn't figure out whether Nie Wenxing saw through Song Wenwen's identity, and she didn't blindly accuse him of knowing that Song Wenwen was leaving but not keeping him back like the others.

She came in after Liu Yaoyao left, and asked softly, "Mr. Nie, what's the matter?"

"You heard what Liu Yaoyao said, right? I forced Song Wenwen away." Nie Wenxing smiled self-deprecatingly, took a deep breath, and waited for Xue Jiahui to condemn his dereliction of duty like Liu Yaoyao did, but she didn't.

"Did you also know?" Xue Jiahui asked tentatively. She was not angry, but she was trying to suppress her anger.

Nie Wenxing nodded.

"She doesn't have a place to stay in Chang'an. When I first found out her identity, I thought the same way. I wanted her to leave the academy so as not to cause trouble."

"I'm sorry, I didn't keep her." Nie Wenxing didn't want to explain much, turned around and left.

"Nie, Wen, Xing!" Xue Jiahui panicked.

Nie Wenxing strode out of the classroom without any hesitation.

Jiahui, you don't understand, Song Wenwen's identity is not as simple as a girl, she must leave Chang'an, the farther the better.You may think that she can obtain an official career through the academy, you can, Murong Yue can, any girl in the academy can do it, but she can't, she is Song Yu's daughter.

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