wolf sniff

When the office door was closed again, Wen Yu suddenly stretched out his foot and stepped on Wen Yu.

Wen Yu: "..."

Only you can do such a childish act of revenge.

Wen Yu frowned and looked at him: "You've taken over all the blame, won't you give me a little room to play?"

"That's because Director Chen loves me," Wen Yu laughed, "You really don't have such a blessing."

They walked downstairs together, the wind was blowing, and the snow was staining their clothes.

The sky suddenly turned cold, and the chill seemed to seep up from the soles of the boots, and penetrate into the cracks of the bones.

Wen Yu intentionally asked him if he was wearing long johns today, but felt that this was not romantic enough, so he finally glanced at his legs with worried eyes.

Wen Yu is very sensitive: "You think my butt is not upright enough?"

"...??"

Wen Yu sometimes wanted to pry his head open to see what this little clever guy was thinking every day.

The two chatted a few words and went back to their respective offices. A group of students in class seven huddled their heads and waited to be trained. Who would have thought that Wen Yu would not come back until the end of school.

As soon as he entered the class, the lively classroom seemed to have frozen in an instant, and no one dared to speak.

Wen Yu didn't take it seriously, finished assigning homework on the blackboard, and said a few words as a matter of routine.

"Pay attention to safety when you go home. If you voluntarily want to review with the senior year, just go upstairs and find an empty seat."

Everyone packed up their things one after another, and no one dared to ask what was going on with the snow play.

After the students filed out, Wen Yu casually found a student with whom he had a good relationship.

"How does it feel to go out and play in the snow today?"

The big boy laughed silly when he thought about it: "Teacher Wen really spoils us!"

Wen Yu smiled and slapped the guy.

Okay, he is used to you, and I am used to him.

When Wen Yu came home, there were several familiar relatives eating hot pot here.

Beijingers are less particular about shabu-shabu than the southern factions.

Fresh lamb and beef rolls are served with chive flowers in sesame sauce.

He could smell a strong aroma at the entrance of the alley. The aroma was not any sauce soaked, but the charcoal fire mixed with the fully melted fat of beef and mutton. The two were surprisingly harmonious.

As soon as the door opened, everyone greeted him with a smile.

"Yuyu is back?"

"Yushu facing the wind, look at this head!"

"Do you have a date? No uncle will introduce you to one!"

Yan Wanxin had just finished chopping chive flowers, and now there was green juice in her apron and between her nails, she was smiling happily.

"Eat everything, there is more than enough for the kitchen!"

"Yuyu, would you like some?"

"I ate in the cafeteria."

When Wen Yu passed by, he also handed over two bottles of beer, and found that they were really good at enjoying life.

Flying snow outside the courtyard, cooking meat under the eaves, it is really fun.

"Children nowadays, it's rare that there are a few Yuyu like yours." The aunt next to him wiped his mouth and said, "Look at it, there are still a lot of girls and boys outside who are dancing and shaking their heads, less than twelve years old." Do not go home."

"I'd be happy for him to come back later." Yan Wanxin smiled and shook her head: "This kid is too honest now. He is in his 20s, just like when he was in high school. He runs home every day when he gets off the house. Sometimes colleagues have dinner together. go."

The honest child who was called was stunned.

He felt a sense of astonishment that he had sincerely wronged his mother.

"Are you—serious?"

Yan Wanxin gave him a strange look.

"You're already in your twenties, and I won't say anything about you when you go out to have fun." She flicked the rag, as if blaming him for not being enlightened: "You must be stupid when you study."

Wen Yu's head is full of colons at the moment, thinking that my mother dislikes my private life for being too monotonous.

He does have an unconscious block.

Before his father was imprisoned and his mother was ill, he silently picked out all the entertainment, and for many years he forgot about going out to play.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems like trying to reduce the guilt in my heart by making myself suffer a little bit.

When Yan Wanxin said this today, Wen Yu couldn't laugh or cry, so she sent a text message to Wen Yu when she returned home.

[乐]: Is the boyfriend here?

[If I smell it]:?

[乐]: Do you want to go to the midnight movie tomorrow, please.

[乐]: After reading it, go for a midnight snack.

[If I hear it]: Your account has been hacked?

[乐]: My mother disliked me today, saying that I have no nightlife at all.

[乐]: I'm going to dance all night tomorrow #笑笑

[If I smell it]: Let me give you 1 minute to think about what day tomorrow is.

Wen Yu was already searching for Beijing's best dancers, and when he saw the news pop up, he realized that something was wrong.

Wait... Tomorrow... Tomorrow is Wen Yu's birthday! !

He slid his mobile phone and hit his nose, screaming in pain.

Chattering outside, no one heard.

[乐]: I was wrong, let me say happy birthday in advance.

[If I hear it]: Tomorrow, I invited the teachers in the grade in advance to go to Hongbin Building for dinner, remember to come.

[乐]: Then I must be rubbing against my boyfriend's car.

[If I smell it]: Yo.

The conversation continued until here, and Wen Yu felt a slight entanglement in his heart.

He has observed his boyfriend's WeChat nickname for a long time.

A long time ago, a short sentence was popular on the Internet.

Amphetamine, so I smell.

Amphetamines are both antidepressants and drugs of potential abuse.

So I heard that it was a Buddhist gatha, but it happened to be inextricably matched with its name.

Every time he saw Wen Yu's ID, he wanted to quietly change his own name as well.

It is very suitable to become a sweet and artistic couple name.

He is not afraid.

He felt that...he couldn't reach him.

This feeling is a little strange.

The two are obviously in a relationship, and they have held hands and kissed each other.

But feeling that I can have all the love I have, and being in a relationship with someone seems to be two very different things.

Amphetamine, so I smell.

Wen Yu recited it silently in his heart again, but in the end he did not change his WeChat name.

Later, just in case.

The next day was surprisingly busy.

Several art candidates came to ask him for information. They had just finished their work and were rushing to class, and the leader sent a message to organize a meeting.

During this period, I didn't even bother to take a sip of water, and when I came back to my senses, it was already evening.

Wen Yu was still hastily writing the lesson preparation plan when Wen Yu sent a message.

[If I smell it]: Waiting for you at the back gate of the school, boyfriend.

get off work!Have a meal!birthday!

After Wen Yu closed the file, he ran towards the back door. When he turned the corner, he saw Wen Yu's Hummer. When he pulled the co-pilot away, he saw the leader sitting in it.

The old lady smiled and waved: "Sit in the back."

"Hello, hello," he laughed awkwardly, and opened the back door again. The two female colleagues hurriedly moved their seats: "Teacher Wen, come in and sit down!"

When Wen Yu closed the car door again, his heart sank.

Every colleague brought a gift.

The two female colleagues each held a gift box tied with a small bow, and the old lady held a snack in her arms, which were obviously meant to be given to Wen Yu.

His arms were empty, and he didn't have time to prepare for anything.

"I heard that the master chef of Hongbinlou makes authentic pastries..."

"Yes, there are also their mutton dumplings. The stuffing is big and the skin is thin, which is very delicious!"

Wen Yu sat in the corner and was bored for a while, then gradually stopped talking.

see.He said to himself in his heart.You are indeed far from him.

Even if it's only a meter or two away, it seems like you can't touch him.

Wen Yu was generous this time, and booked a large box for 20 people, and ordered a table of delicious dishes early.

Other teachers also arrived one after another, and some people brought two bottles of good wine.

A female teacher sat next to Wen Yu familiarly, Wen Yu looked at it for a while, and then pulled out a chair beside Teacher Huang to sit down.

Wen Yu suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Wen, where do you want to sit?"

Instead of inviting him to come and sit, ask him who he's thinking about.

Wen Yu froze for a moment, inexplicably feeling the man's desire to control.

But also very happy because of it.

He smiled for the first time since getting in the car.

"Our two old classmates, today is your birthday, what do you think?"

The female teacher next to her understood: "Then I'm definitely not a light bulb! Come to Teacher Wen, you two sit together!"

Wen Yu was still observing Wen Yu: "Is it okay?"

"Come here," the man called him with a smile, "I miss you."

This is too nasty.

Naked/naked has a somewhat narrow meaning, but it can be said in front of everyone through this person's mouth.

Wen Yu's face was burning hot, and he quickly changed places with his colleagues and sat next to the man.

The sentence just now is still echoing in my mind.

I can't think of you.

Wen Yu leaned over and got very close to him, shoulder to shoulder.

"Cut the cake for me later?"

Wen Yu couldn't tell for a moment whether he wanted to control him, or if he wanted to get closer.

Like love, like a rein.

"All right." He nodded briefly.

"I like to eat the piece with black cherries," Wen Yu described in a low voice, "Dip in a little white chocolate, but don't cut too much."

"When cutting, don't move too slowly, otherwise the cake filling next to it will stick."

Wen Yu was nailed to a chair by him and listened to his careful request for a piece of cake, and felt that this man was playing some dirty joke.

He just felt hot in his palms and couldn't speak, but he didn't want to run away.

He has always liked to watch this man become presumptuous, even if he was presumptuous towards him.

"I didn't have time to prepare a gift for you." Wen Yu couldn't help mentioning this matter, lowered his head and said softly, "Can I make up for you tomorrow."

Wen Yu watched him, pursing his lips and laughing.

"What if I disagree."

Wen Yu seemed to be pinched lightly by him, and the tips of her ears became redder.

The banquet officially started. More than a dozen teachers talked and laughed and exchanged glasses. As the core figure of the meal, Wen Yu's words and actions were just right.

Sitting beside him, Wen Yu could occasionally smell the faint fragrance of his body.

It seems to be separated from the whole box, gloomy and ambiguous.

Until the end of the banquet, Wen Yu got up and added a bowl of soup for him.

"Drink more, you are too thin."

During the meal just now, he served the leader some dishes and asked the female colleague to try a certain piece of dessert.

Everything is so natural that no one pays much attention.

Wen Yu seemed to have recovered from the bewitchment all of a sudden, and realized that the cake had been cut by someone long ago, and it was placed in the hands of both of them at the moment.

There are no black cherries, but the cream is plump and fresh, with a small piece of strawberry stuck in it.

Two people, only one piece.

I don't know who ate whom.