Dude, your wig fell off

An He didn't know when he fell asleep. Ordinarily he wouldn't fall asleep in the car, but today's atmosphere was relaxing, plus he was a little tired from playing video games and jumping around before, so he couldn't fall asleep. Know.

It wasn't until someone knocked on the car window that he woke up suddenly. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a beam of light coming in from the outside in the car, swaying back and forth.

He quickly lowered the car window, and the face of the security guard at the door appeared outside the car window.

"Mr. An, are you two okay?" The security guard shook his face with a flashlight, "Aren't you afraid of gas poisoning if you sleep in the car without turning off the engine?"

"Gas? I left a gap in the car window, it's fine, sorry," An He covered his eyes with his hand, "I'm going up now."

"Where's that person? Are you okay?" The security guard dutifully shone a flashlight on Nachen's face, and leaned over to the window to smell it, "There's no smell of alcohol, why did you sleep so dead..."

"I asked him to get up, thank you," An He turned his head and pushed Na Chen, "Da Qi."

"Then go back quickly, it's so cold, I'm leaving." The security guard said.

"Thank you." An He smiled at the security guard while pushing Na Chen.

Nachen rubbed his eyes and sat up, leaning against the car door and still a little dazed, speaking with a nasal voice: "I fell asleep?"

"Well," An He looked at the time, "I slept for more than an hour, and it's past two o'clock."

"What about you?" Na Chen put his arms on his arms and leaned in front of him: "Grandpa kiss me."

"I fell asleep too, and I woke up when the security guard came and knocked on the window." An He looked back at the direction the security guard left, and he could no longer see the flashlight. He tilted his head and kissed Na Chen on the mouth, "It's very late Do you want to go to sleep?"

"No, I can't sleep at your place," Na Chen turned around and took the big bear in the back seat, unpacked the packing bag, and jumped out of the car, "I'll take my son back."

"Your son?" An He got out of the car, the temperature outside the car was much lower, he shrank his neck, seeing that Chen was standing very stretched in the cold wind, "What's your son's name?"

"That pat," Na Chen hugged the bear, raised one of the bear's arms and waved at him, "Hello, I'm Na pat."

"Then what? Pat? What is it?" An He accompanied Na Chen to get his car.

"The swatter of a fly swatter." Na Chen hooked the corner of his mouth.

"It's not over!" An He shouted.

"I waved my green wings, looking for your breath..." Na Chen sang softly, ran to his car in two steps, stepped up, and put the bear behind him.

"How do you get this?" An He helped him hold the bear. The bear was quite big, and it sat on the back seat like a child, but it collapsed as soon as he let go.

"Simple," Na Chen untied the long scarf around his neck, wrapped the scarf around his neck and the bear's neck twice, and tied it up. "That's all."

"You..." An He was a little speechless, and patted Xiong's head, "Okay, drive slowly."

"Well, I'll send you a text message when I get there." Na Chen started the car, turned around and drove out. From behind, it looked almost like a bear driving, and he still drove with the handlebars off.

An He didn't stay downstairs too long, he ran back into the building after he turned the corner, and fell on the sofa after entering the room, feeling tired and sleepy.

After washing his face indiscriminately, he changed into pajamas and went to bed. Na Chen's text message was sent when he was about to start dreaming.

I'm home, and the secret base can see the Milky Way tonight.

Let's watch the Milky Way with Pat, good night.

After An He answered the text message, his drowsiness dissipated a little, and he got out of bed again, opened a corner of the curtain and took a look outside.

Without the Milky Way, the night sky in the urban area will always be dark gray and white. Under the pollution of lights, let alone the Milky Way, the moon is not worth seeing, and the stars are not very common. Occasionally, if you see something shiny, it must be an airplane.

Angel drew the curtains, returned to the bed, wrapped herself in the quilt and closed her eyes.

On the second day, Nachen worked for the teacher and did not look for him. Anhe entered the working state. This week was not easy, he had to cheer up. Although he didn't waste sleep when he was busy, he still forgot to eat and didn't eat breakfast or lunch. , When I got home at night, I cooked a bowl of instant noodles with the marinated and unfried meat before that day, and the taste was not bad.

When he was sitting on the sofa watching a movie after eating, Na Chen called him.

"Are you done?" An He answered the phone.

"Well, I'm running away to death," Na Chen seemed to be eating, and his voice was a little vague, "What are you doing?"

"Watching a movie, where do you eat?" An He glanced at the instant noodle box he threw in the trash can.

"I made a pot of chicken wings with red wine," Na Chen smiled, "Want to eat it?"

"Don't eat, I will gain weight by eating in the middle of the night." An He clicked his tongue, stood up from the sofa, opened the refrigerator and looked, there was nothing to eat.

"What are you eating tomorrow morning?"

"Can we keep talking about food?"

"Is there only instant noodles again?" Na Chen's tone was full of gloating, and he smiled for a long time before saying, "The beef sauce I bought that day is in the kitchen, you can look for it, don't use the seasoning packet of instant noodles, cook the noodles directly When it is cooked, take it out and mix it with sauce, and add two drops of sesame oil."

Early the next morning, An He mixed the instant noodles according to Na Chen's instructions. He tasted the noodles mixed with beef jerky, and the taste was not bad. He sent a text message to Na Chen, saying that the instant noodles tasted delicious when mixed like this.

Chen didn't reply to his message at that time, An He checked the time, half of the lovely college students are probably still lying on the bed at the moment.

He went out with a few materials for this week's psychology class.

When he entered the school gate, he ran into Zhang Lin who was stuffing two steamed buns with great enthusiasm. Zhang Lin ran over when he saw him, bit a mouthful of steamed stuffed buns and shouted at him: "Mr. An!"

"Talk after eating, don't spray me in the face." An He pushed him.

"Mr. An, I remembered something." Zhang Lin followed him to the school while eating buns.

"What's the matter?" An He asked, looking at Zhang Lin's face.

"Just Sunday night," Zhang Lin took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, "The person with you..."

When An He heard this, he paused before continuing to move forward. He knew that according to Zhang Lin's personality, this matter would not be so easy to get through. Besides, this kid always felt that he had a special relationship with him.

But An He was also a little lucky that it was Zhang Lin who met that day.

"What's wrong?" An He asked.

"That's Xu Jingyao's cousin, right?" Zhang Lin stuffed the last bite of the bun into his mouth and swallowed it with difficulty. Well, I came to hold a parent-teacher meeting for her, and I drove a donkey ride backwards, no, three rounds, I remember it very clearly, I was looking at that car, and he came over and asked if he wanted to go for a ride or something..."

After Zhang Lin said this, An He's hands felt a little cold when he heard it. They were not very warm in the first place, and there was no improvement in carrying them in their pockets.

He didn't expect that Zhang Lin could still remember that day, probably because he couldn't forget Xu Jingyao, so he remembered people and things related to Xu Jingyao much more clearly than in textbooks.

"Well," An He nodded, "it's her cousin."

"Sure enough, if this is someone else's cousin, I guess I can't remember whether it's a man or a woman. This is the power of love." Zhang Lin rubbed the plastic bag in which the buns were packed, and sighed.

"My cousins ​​are all men," An He patted him on the shoulder, "Love really has power."

"It doesn't matter if he is a man or a woman," Zhang Lin waved his hand, laughed a few times, and suddenly lowered his voice, "Mr. An, don't worry."

"What?" An He looked at him with no reaction on his face, but his heart skipped a beat for a few seconds.

"I'll keep it secret for you. I won't tell anyone about it," Zhang Lin clenched his fists. "I can't guarantee it to others, but I will do what I say to you."

An He smiled, before he had time to speak, Zhang Lin had already flung his schoolbag and ran towards the teaching building.

An He stared at the courseware in the office and spent 10 minutes adjusting his emotions.

He didn't tell Zhang Lin much, and he didn't plan to say anything more. Zhang Lin's attitude obviously showed something. No matter what Zhang Lin thought, he didn't plan to do anything now.

One is that it would be very suspicious for him to really struggle with such a thing with his students all the time, and the other is...

Are you not tired?

That Chen's words flashed through his mind over and over again.

He stood up and stretched, took some tea from his colleague's table to make himself a cup of tea, and started Teacher An's week's work.

The first psychology class was quite successful, but An He didn't make a single point in this class. He sat casually beside the podium, and the students in the classroom could stay as long as they wanted. It was like chatting. The students were very serious during the first class, and no one used this time to doze off and play with their mobile phones.

When An He asked them to talk about any discomfort, An He couldn't help being happy with the students' active speech: "If you have such enthusiasm in class, the teacher will be so excited that he will cry."

Principal Jiang stood at the back door of the classroom, probably worried that the students would be uncomfortable, so he did not enter the classroom.

An He glanced at him, Jiang Xiao nodded, turned and left.

But for An He, this class was not easy at all. He had to observe the students' reactions and deal with all kinds of confused or tricky questions. Apart from the same courseware, each class of his had to be different. Students will communicate with each other, and other classes don't matter. If this class is all the same, some students may find it boring.

In addition, he had to attend his own class, after three days An He looked at the big mirror in the hallway and felt that he seemed to have lost weight.

"Boss An." When he returned to the office, someone called him behind him.

"Huh?" An He turned his head, this is a boy from the next class, gentle and quiet, An He didn't remember his name for a moment, "What's the matter?"

"Is the consulting room at the school real?" The boy looked at him.

"It's true," An He stopped. The consulting room has been set up for a few days, but no students have come. It will take a while for the students to accept it slowly. "Do you want to talk?"

"Well, have you started to pick up customers?" The boy bowed his head a little embarrassed.

An He laughed: "To pick up the guests, this master just needs to come."

"When are you here?" The boy also smiled.

"Come here in the third quarter of the afternoon." An He patted him on the shoulder.

When An He was waiting in the consulting room, he finally remembered the boy's name, Yu Lei.

He took out his phone and set it to vibrate, and someone knocked on the door outside.

The door was not locked, but An He still stood up and went to open the door. Yu Lei stood outside the door nervously.

"Come in," An He beckoned, and after Yu Lei came in, he closed the door and pointed to the sofa, "Sit there, it's comfortable."

Yu Lei sat on the sofa very upright, holding his hands together.

An He sat across from him, leaning on the sofa and resting his arms on the backrest in a relaxed way: "Are you doing self-study in this section?"

"Well, I couldn't write the paper anyway, so I came here." Yu Lei glanced at him and leaned back.

An He smiled, got up and poured him a glass of water: "Then you should bring your schoolbag, and you can go home directly after chatting in a while."

"I have to go back to the classroom and wait for someone." Yu Lei took the cup and whispered.

The voice of this sentence was very low, and An He knew that this was probably the reason why Yu Lei came to "chat". He sat back on the sofa and asked casually: "Waiting for a girlfriend?"

"...No," Yu Lei shook his head, lowered his voice, and looked up at An He after a long silence, "Mr. An, will you tell Mr. He? I'm looking for you."

"Mr. He must know that you are looking for me, but no one will know what you said to me except the two of us." An He slowed down his voice.

Yu Lei glanced at him, but didn't speak.

For the next 15 minutes, Yu Lei kept sipping water from a paper cup without saying a word.

An He didn't ask questions or speak, but just turned on the music and sat quietly on the sofa, staring blankly with Yu Lei.

After 10 minutes, Yu Lei drank all the water in the glass, got up to take another glass, took a big sip, looked up at An He: "I think I'm a pervert."

An He changed his sitting posture to make himself sit more upright. He had a lot of classes today and was a little tired, but he had to concentrate on this kind of one-on-one conversation: "How did you come to this conclusion?"

"What do you think is pervert?" Yu Lei squeezed the paper cup.

"Contrary to the norm," An He thought for a while, "This is a neutral word."

"But I'm that derogatory pervert." Yu Lei stared at him.

"That's it," An He smiled, "Can you tell me, let me judge what kind of pervert it is?"

Yu Lei fell silent again, staring at the paper cup in a daze.

There was a vibration in An He's pocket, it was a mobile phone, there was probably a text message, he ignored it.

Yu Lei was still silent, An He's cell phone vibrated again, this time it wasn't a text message, it should be a call coming in, it took a long time to stop.

"Mr. An, do you think homosexuality is disgusting?" Yu Lei asked suddenly, "Pervert?"

"Homosexuality is not a perversion, nor is it a mental illness." An He said, the phone in his pocket vibrated again, but he didn't answer it.

"No?" Yu Lei was a little surprised.

"Well, there is no homosexuality in the classification of mental disorders in our country." An He nodded. If this is Yu Lei's problem, it is relatively easy for him to resolve it.

"Oh." Yu Lei didn't feel relaxed when he heard this, and kept pinching the paper cup repeatedly.

An He watched his movements and expressions, Yu Lei's problem was not limited to this, he patiently waited for Yu Lei to continue talking.

The phone started to vibrate for the third time in his pocket, An He reached into his pocket and turned off the phone.

If Yu Lei was replaced by Zhang Lin, he would answer the call without hesitation, but trust was not fully established between Yu Lei and him, and he couldn't let Yu Lei feel like he didn't care about this matter at this time.

"But I'm more perverted than this." Yu Lei said, his expression changed, and he was nervous and provocative.

"Do you mind if I listen to it? Let me, an outsider, judge." An He's voice was always relaxed, not in a hurry.

"I call a girl every night." After Yu Lei said this, his nervous expression disappeared, and he looked at An He as if he was about to challenge, "Do you know what Mr. An is?"

"I know." An He's voice was still steady.

"She is a T and had a girlfriend before," Yu Lei said, "We both call every day."

"You two are good at chatting, and I want to sleep when I get home." An He smiled.

"Don't talk, let's have sex on the phone," Yu Lei raised his eyebrows, "Mr. An, is this pervert?"

An He was stunned for a moment, but he still said quickly: "Don't label yourself casually."

Yu Lei was silent again.

An He leaned on the sofa and looked at him. He didn't expect to meet such a student for the first time "pick up a guest".Yu Lei didn't seem to be at a loss, nor did he have much desire for help. He might just need to agree and talk, so he kept silent, and An He didn't plan to speak for the time being.

When the school bell rang, Yu Lei stood up: "Can I still come tomorrow?"

"As long as I don't have classes, you can come over." An He said.

An He packed his things, and after slowly drinking a cup of hot water in the office, he packed his things and walked out of the school gate. When he was walking towards the parking lot, he turned on his mobile phone.

Several missed calls were from Na Chen, and there was also a text message.

What time do you leave work?

An He lowered his head and quickly pressed Nachen's number.

"My motherland and I cannot be separated for a moment..." Familiar music sounded in front of us.

An He raised his head suddenly, and found that Chen was sitting in his eye-catching Bombardier, parked on the side of the road at the entrance of the parking lot and looking at him.

"Why did you come here?" An He quickly glanced around, "Zhang Lin wants to see again..."

"Who is Zhang Lin?" Na Chen frowned.

"The kid who chased Xu Jingyao, people recognized you as Xu Jingyao's brother," An He sighed, and it seemed meaningless to tell Na Chen, who couldn't understand his feelings at all, "What are you looking for? thing?"

"Can't you look for anything?" Na Chen raised his eyebrows, a little upset, and said in a loud voice, "Master An, we are in a relationship, and the only thing a person in a relationship is to look for is to find each other. I miss you."

"Okay, okay, keep your voice down," An He patted him, and quickly squeezed his shoulder, "I just didn't expect you to come running over suddenly, and I was shocked."

"If you don't answer the phone, can I come here and wait?" Na Chen clicked his tongue and handed him a bag, "I have something to do in the evening, so I made you some red wine and chicken wings and said I would bring them to you on the way, but you I didn't answer the phone, so I had to come and wait."

"Chicken wings?" An He was a little surprised.

"Well, when I said that I was eating chicken wings, I could almost hear you swallowing." Na Chen glanced at him, "You are pitiful."

"Thank you." An He took the bag and saw a thermos inside.

"You..." Na Chen glanced at him and started the car, "Can you be less polite?"

"How many are there?" An He weighed the thermos.

"Ten, my pot is not big enough."

"Ten is enough to eat a fart. I'll dry it all in one night. What will I eat tomorrow morning? What do you need!" An He stared at him, "Is that okay?"

Na Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed so hard that he lay on the handlebar: "Oh, that's great, you're the cutest, sir."

After that Chen left, An He sat in the car with the thermos bucket in his arms, and didn't start the car for a long time.

He was quite tired today, and even more so after picking up the passengers, and thinking that Yu Lei would come again, he was so tired that he wanted to hang himself on the steering wheel with his teeth.

These things made him have no room to let go of other emotions except accident when he saw Na Chen.

fall in love……

I miss you.

An He leaned on the steering wheel, how did he fall in love before, and what kind of mood did he feel when he fell in love?

I can't even remember it.