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When get off work, students rush out in twos and threes.

Wen Yu and Wen Yu stayed at the end together, turned off the classroom lights, doors and windows before leaving together.

There are many stationery stores and milk tea shops at the gate of the school. Now that the weather is getting hotter, many students will go there and ask for a cup of milk tea before leaving.

Wen Yu walked behind Wen Yu with her bag in her hand, quietly looking at the signature features of those shops.

Wen Yu didn't look back, but he could guess what he was doing.

"I invite you." The man is in a good mood today, and it's rare that he still feels unsatisfied after working overtime: "What do you want to drink?"

"Osmanthus Frozen Coconut Milk, de-iced and three-part sugar."

Wen Yu pushed open the plastic curtain and walked in. Several students were waiting around the counter.

Among them, there happened to be students from Class Seven.

"Smell—Teacher Wen!"

Wen Yu couldn't help laughing: "Who is Wen Wen? Why don't I know him?"

Wen Yu scanned the QR code to pay the bill, waited behind the line in front of the students, and only ordered a cup.

This time, before he could explain, the students in Class Seven had already understood: "You have to count it as an overtime subsidy for Mr. Wen."

"Talking about math problems is more brain-intensive," Wen Yu said with a righteous face, "He should invite me."

"Mr. Wen, this restaurant is cheap but delicious. Today, the second drink is half price. Why don't you have a drink?"

"I don't usually drink these."

Holding the iced coconut milk in their hands, the two walked back slowly again, not talking until they got into the elevator.

They are both teachers and students who have just finished school.

In the night, vehicles shuttle back and forth, pedestrians gradually thin out, and there is a dry warmth in the air, which is very comfortable on the skin.

?Walk slowly like this, relax, and it doesn't matter if you walk for half an hour.

But the neighborhood is too close.

After a few steps into the elevator, the two doors closed with a ding, and Wen Yu glanced at him.

Wen Yu consciously handed over the coconut milk.

The man took it and took a sip: "It's still too sweet."

After finishing speaking, he didn't hand it back, and continued to drink while watching the jumping elevator floor.

Wen Yu looked distressed: "You save me some sweet-scented osmanthus jelly..."

Halfway through his speech, he covered his face as if laughing.

"It's really like when we were in the third year of high school, we went to the supermarket to buy popsicles after studying late, and I broke half of it for you and you pretended not to eat it."

I had forgotten a lot of things. If I stayed in school for a while, it seemed like I was 17 years old all over again.

The man looked at him with an unclear tone: "Remember?"

The young man smiled lightly: "I dare not forget."

Their cohabitation life begins suddenly, but unexpectedly without any friction.

Both of them love cleanliness, are meticulous in their work, and their living habits and professional habits are fully consistent, so they don't bother to explain a few words to each other.

It's like two soap bubbles floating separately meet together, and the gentle evening breeze can touch the inner wall and close together.

Wen Yu often leaves work early, strolls around the vegetable market when he has nothing to do, and cooks according to the APP's tutorial when he returns home.

In the past few years, his soup-making skills have been well practiced in Guangdong, and he has learned some light dishes, and he can cook the dishes for several weeks without repeating the same dishes.

It's sort of like doing a chemistry experiment while reading a book.

How cumin is seasoned with star anise, and the different functions of slow fire and strong fire, maybe it will be better to have a control group.

Wen Yu is the head teacher, even after class, he often stays late at school because of trivial matters in the class.

Sometimes when he comes home tired and sleepy, he can smell the rich aroma of potato stewed rice before he even approaches the door.

The once empty big house was filled with human fireworks, and what was even more beautiful was that his lover was waiting for him.

The two tacitly took the soup bowl and chopsticks and sat down to eat, chat with the students and gossip, then wash the dishes and rest, and then went back to sleep.

No one mentioned reunion, no one mentioned those unpleasant past events.

Just like an old couple.

They enter into a wonderful relationship.

They know that they love each other, and they know that they are loved by each other.

The window paper only needs to be poked? It can be broken, but if you don't touch it for a long time, it will give birth to a bit of tenderness and ambiguity before your first love.

One day when he was washing his face again, Wen Yu looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly felt that he seemed a few years younger again.

Ben San's person is gone, still smiling.

From spring to summer solstice, it seems that a midsummer is about to start with thunderstorms and heavy rains, and the weather is so stuffy.

Wen Yu didn't sleep well all night, turning on the air conditioner was too cold and turning off the air conditioner was too hot, and when he closed his eyes and dreamed, it was all absurd fears that seemed real or fake.

He opened his eyes and looked at the time, wanting to send a message to Wen Yu, but when the phone was unlocked, he remembered that they hadn't added WeChat yet.

When encountering problems, I would rather make a dial-up call to communicate, and never add WeChat.

This man is so difficult to deal with.

Wen Yu turned over and was almost startled when he heard thunder in the distance.

Then the rain fell like a thunderbolt, with such force that it seemed to be blown against the window by the wind.

He hugged the pillow and immediately sat up, thinking that Wen Yu is difficult to deal with me? Is it easy to deal with.

After finishing the work, I cheered myself up, and went to knock on the door next door with bare feet.

Wen Yu was half asleep and half awake, and asked what was the matter.

As soon as Wen Yu unscrewed the door, he found that it was not locked at all, so he hugged the pillow and rubbed it from the end of the bed familiarly.

Chiliu slid into the quilt, consciously found a comfortable angle, and continued to sleep on the man's arm.

Wen Yu woke up from a doze, and was clearly aware of his status as a tool man.

He threatened coldly.

"You'll be fucked like this."

"Oh."

Wen Yu hugged her warm and comfortable arms, no matter what nonsense he said, she closed her eyes and fell asleep on the spot.

A dreamless night, very comfortable.

When he woke up in the morning, Wen Yu was looking at him with his chin propped up.

The torrential rain outside the window had already turned to light rain.

Wen Yu slept very comfortably, and said in a hoarse voice: "How did you sleep?"

"Not too good." Wen Yu smiled gently: "I've been working with Liu Xiahui all night, it's a test of strength."

"You have class this morning." Wen Yu rubbed his eyes, then sat up suddenly: "I'll take it for you, you catch up on sleep."

The man didn't expect such a genius response from him, and his eyebrows twitched.

"? Once." Wen Yu raised his finger: "You cut class and go to sleep, I will go to cover the shift."

He has been waiting for this day for a long time.

Wen Yu saw that the sheep was crazy and lawless, and said slowly: "I will give you half of the bed, and I will give you the math class?"

"I've read the lesson plans, and I'm familiar with the textbooks. You say you're fussy, no, you have a fever." Wen Yu has transformed into a caring and enthusiastic teacher's state: "Mr. Wen has a fever, so I'll give you this lesson, how nice."

The man secretly wonders if you really think I will spoil you or something.

For a long while, the ghost almost nodded.

"Okay, I have a fever."

In the second class in the morning, Wen Yu walked into the classroom of Class [-] and [-] with a friendly smile.

The students were chatting and playing around, but they were all dumbfounded when they saw that the head teacher didn't show up all morning, but it was Teacher Wen who came.

Someone who is doing something good blows a long whistle, and everyone starts to applaud in unison.

Heaven and earth, what a good day it is for us to meet!

Wen Yu made a commanding gesture amidst the warm applause, and said the important lines that he had been waiting for for many years.

"Your math teacher is sick and can't come."

The cheers were about to lift the roof in an instant.

Listen! ! !

We don't have math class today! !

Teacher Wen, you must be well at home!good!stop!interest!

The young man listened to the applause from all over the house with satisfaction, then raised another finger, and finished the second half of the sentence.

"So this class is changed to a music class."

"yeah--!!"

"It's so cool!!"

"Teacher Wen, I love you!!"

"Music lesson! Music lesson! Music lesson!!!"

Wen Yu obeyed and cooperated in a rare way, and followed the procedure to catch up on sleep all morning at home.

Sleeping until noon, the leader called and was very concerned: "Xiao Wen, are you feeling better? You must go to the hospital if your fever is too high."

The man hummed vaguely: "I've already retired, and I'm still resting."

"That? Well, that? Well," the leader couldn't help but gossip: "You also hold grudges. Last time, Teacher Yang robbed the gym class. This time, you would rather teach the music teacher than teach him chemistry..."

"Oh?" Wen Yu laughed, "Maybe so."