The teacher is still breathing today

It's my birthday, I'm an adult, and my parents died in a car accident five years ago, my only son, and Ymei, I can call now to confirm things.

In the end, I was recommended by my fiancé's father to break into Y Beauty.Unlike you, teacher, before I entered the door, I heard that you participated in the signing of Lemon Lemon. In fact, Lemon Lemon has never done it in the seven years since its establishment. You must say that I have no evidence. I will check mine for you. Weibo, I am Lemon himself. "

He taunted me and I taunted back.

But when I was going to turn on my phone, I found out that I took the wrong phone...

A hand took the phone from behind my back.

"Yi'an, you took the wrong phone. Hurry up and leave. After all, our teacher Lemon has to go to class first and reply to Y Mei in the evening."

After he changed the phone back, he pushed me out and closed the door, and I could vaguely hear a few words.

"This is the famous one in the first grade? The one who didn't study well and beat the teacher to pretend to have psychological problems?"

"Just to declare, I don't allow you to scold my little friend."

"Homosexuality is fucking disgusting, you are still worthy of being a teacher to mislead others?"

"Oh, the only thing I can say is that you passed the college entrance examination twice. At that time, you were 20 years old, and I graduated from graduate school at the age of 20. Your students have many psychological problems. My students have no psychological problems except my child who lacks love. Yes, in the end, this is why you took the initiative to come to University B and I was invited in. My private life will not affect the quality of my teaching, but extreme psychological problems will affect the quality of teaching."

"By the way, Jiang Qi, we asked for leave and left. There was an accident in the studio. Someone leaked the game plan. Fu Si and the others also adjusted their classes. It is estimated that they will be here soon."

I waited for them at the door. He came out with a fierce expression, but he smiled when he saw me, "I'm leaving school to do some business, you go back to class and wait for me."

I grabbed his clothes "Take me..."

"Take me! I still can't leave you now, you are so far away from me, I will be very worried about you."

Under my stalking, he went to find Baibai, signed a leave note for me and went out together.

I know I'm childish, but I don't think this is right.

I am very worried about him, no matter how mature, gentle and strong he is, he is still a 21-year-old person after all.

37. We drove half an hour to the studio.

Fictional space... the name is familiar.

After Jiang Mi entered, many people respected him, and he held my hand, which made me feel very gentle.

It was suspected that an employee leaked the game design, and now the employee is defending himself.

"Jiang Mi, although I don't quite understand it, isn't it dangerous?"

"Well, after he leaked it, other game companies will steal it and plagiarize it. We will only be scolded for releasing the game in the future."

"Although I understand, but according to the fact that I have been making game original paintings and animation short stories for the fictional space for three years, I have evidence here to prove that you are original."

"Now it is known that it was sold to Guangying Sanqian Company. It is estimated that they just launched a new game."

"Ah."

He believed in me and told me these key information.

I quietly called.

"Hey, did you buy the game plan for the fictional space?"

This sentence made the audience quiet down.

I turned on the speakerphone, and there was a hmm on the other end of the phone.

"Uncle Yang, please give up the plan, because it is the original design of my boyfriend's studio. Even if you put this design plan online, I have evidence to accuse it of plagiarism. After all, I have been making game original paintings and cutscene animation short films for fictional spaces for three years. .”

"Yi'an, but we bought it for more than 50 yuan. If you say you can't give up on uncle, you can't give up."

"I'll transfer 60 yuan to you because this is the design plan of my boyfriend's studio. Even though I have never met the employees of the fictional space, they are very gentle when they contact me at any time.

Uncle Qian, you know what my situation is now... Please, it is very important to him to tell the person who leaked it. "

"But this is very profitable for our game..."

"100 million! Is it okay! It's really not 200 million, 300 million! I'll take out all my savings and tell you!

Here's a design proposal for my boyfriend's studio!I don't want to turn against you, uncle!I don't want him to argue with me again because of this kind of thing..."

"But Yi'an, I want to tell you that you transferred 70 yuan to your uncle's company. Forget about it. I see it for the sake of my son's friendship with you. I hope you will not let down the business that you and my son created. Grilled lemons, do you understand?"

"Well, thank you uncle, I will send you the money when I get home at noon..."

The phone was hung up, and many people did not expect this matter to end so quickly.

If Jiang Mi is willing to be nice to me, then I am also willing to be nice to him. Love is not a matter of one person. For me, the love that goes both ways is the most beautiful.

"Hey, Jiang Mi, I'm great. This matter should be over. Although I'm stupid, ugly and have a bad temper, I really want to help you."

He hugged me, "70, how long do you have to make and paint! Don't be reckless next time, this is a matter for our studio, we can handle it ourselves, you are really distressed, you are only ten That's it for eight."

"Then you are only 21 years old, what an outstanding graduate student, you went to become a teacher in the High School Attached to University B."

He hugged him tighter and tighter, and I patted his back.

"Stop hugging, why don't you help me think about whether I will stop pretending now or in the future, and about Ymei, I don't even want to leave you now."

"Y is beautiful! I can just buy a suite, and you don't have to worry about work. Our studio is home everywhere!"

"Fuck your mother, we've only moved here for two months, and we'll move again in half a year?" Mr. Fu Si swears while sitting on a chair.

"If I work, after all, I am still a member of the fictional space."

"Let me go, you guys think about what to do when you get the plan back, if you hug me again, I'll die."

To be honest, it was really tight.

"Oh, that's right! That manuscript is the second plan, I don't plan to use it."

I couldn't bear it anymore, I lived in Bengbu, and I cried, very hard.

"Fuck you! You said something happened! I fucking thought it was serious! I lost 70 yuan! How much do I earn in a year? Jiang Mi, you lied to my feelings! Jiang Mi, you idiot! I shouldn't be with you! You're wow!"

He is an idiot, my 70 is gone...

"Then I'll give you 80, it's not a big problem, we're fine, but if you keep crying, I don't want you anymore."

I don't cry anymore, I am very strong, isn't it 70, men are the most important.

"Hahaha, little idiot. Do you guys have hot pot for lunch? Let's celebrate my little idiot's plan for us."

I don’t know why no one in their studio cares about us being gay, but somehow they like it more.

38. How could I have met you if it weren't for the High School Attached to B University, my fool, you are willing to give love to an existence like me, then I will use my best efforts to respond to you.

I'm not a cowardly person, but I don't like to express my feelings. You are a light that shines into my life and breaks the shackles that bind me. I rely on you because I really like you and trust you.

If one day I will no longer lose my temper with you, and no longer rely on you, it means that you have hurt me, and I will never love you again.

Of course, all of this will not come true, after all, we are two-way love.

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Note: This world view is an overhead from 17 to now.

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4. I fell off the horse in the live broadcast room

39. Later we went to eat hot pot. In the afternoon I went home and continued to sleep. I hugged his waist and pillowed on his lap. I didn't want to leave him.

When I woke up, he didn't leave, but fell asleep. It was already dark outside the window. I got up and kissed his neck.

I opened the closet, took my clothes and went downstairs to take a shower. The warm water flowed through every inch of my skin and the traces he left on me. The memory of the early morning resurfaced, and I recalled the time we met under the shower head. One day, the day we fell off the horse, I really liked him and I don't know what would have happened to me if he had gone.

The lemon disappeared in the illustration circle? Y-mei student fell from a building?

I don't know but I can't even think about it.

After rinsing, I wiped the water off my body with a bath towel, put on my bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom.

I went back to the second floor and slowly moved him down and covered him with a quilt.

I plugged in my headphones and turned on the computer, drawing my painting.

I've cleared up the private manuscripts, and this painting is about the two of us.

I opened another Weibo account, "Lemon and His Boyfriend".

I posted this essay to this account.

— Lemon and his boyfriend —

Today's essay.

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I switched back to my account and sent this essay, the copy is:

with him...

He was sleeping on the bed and I was drawing.

(I opened a new account)

Well, they should know.

Auntie called Jiang Mi around seven o'clock.

"Hey mom, what's the matter? Well, okay, I'll take him away later."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Mi yawned and looked at me, "Clean up, I'll take you home and meet your parents."

"Really! I... I don't look good..."

"You're the best-looking little fool I've ever seen, and you look good in whatever you dress up."

He rubbed my head, put on a dress for me, and curled my hair, "This is my most handsome little boyfriend