Cat Demon and Hypnotized Urban

Before the key was inserted into the lock, the apartment door opened by itself.

"Oh. Sorry."

I saw a strange man hurriedly bowed his head and left in front of him with his coat in his arms. Chu Yao didn't even see his face clearly.

In a blink of an eye, I saw Yan Yang lying sprawled on the sofa, his hair messily scattered on the pillow, with a subtle smile: "You came back early."

"I hope I didn't delay your good deeds." Chu Yao closed the door from behind, holding his breath, feeling that there was something wrong in the room.

"No, no." Yan Yang jumped up from the sofa and happily ran to Chu Yao's side, "You look a little unhappy."

Chu Yao didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he opened the refrigerator and pointed to the only can of Heineken left on the lower floor: "Where's my wine?"

This has happened more than once.

"...Don't be so stingy." Yan Yang naturally put his hands on Chu Yao's shoulders, and lazily hung himself on him.

His eyes fell on the almost full ashtray again: "You also smoked the cigarette?"

"..."

"Where did you get the money?"

"..."

Seeing his noncommittal attitude, Chu Yao took him as acquiescence.

"Yan Yang, listen well, you can ask me about monsters." Chu Yao shook off him, and said firmly, "But I won't support you."

Chu Yao poured a glass of water irritably: "Go out and find a job for me tomorrow."

Yan Yang laughed shamelessly after hearing this: "Why do you think that person came here just now?"

Chu Yao didn't even want to look at him: "It's up to you."

"You have a really bad temper today. What about that... Editor Han didn't handle it?"

Before Chu Yao could explode, Yan Yang hurriedly raised his hand to show his innocence: "It's none of my business that you left your business card on the sofa."

"Yan Yang. You'd better understand the word 'boundary'." Chu Yao returned to the room with an ugly face, holding the cup, turned around halfway, and glanced up and down at him, "Also, remember to put on the clothing."

Yan Yang was stunned for a moment, then he was speechless for the pajamas that Chu Yao threw over.

"There are no major problems with the thesis, except that the few places I just gave you need to be modified, and the references must be added a little more. The source of the citation must be clearly marked, so that it is well-founded."

"Yes, I see, Mr. Shen." Chu Yao put away the sheets of printing paper circled with red pens, "I will send it to your email after it is corrected."

"Okay. After I read it, there is no problem, so I will vote for you directly."

"Thank you."

"Oh, by the way, I would like to trouble you to contact Teacher Liang's other students and tell them to come to me within this week." Shen Mengfang put down the red pen in her hand and stroked her gray hair, "I'll come Taking over you is actually what Mr. Liang originally meant, but no one thought that he would... Sigh."

"It's okay. Everyone is working hard and will not slack off because of who is the mentor. Please rest assured."

Shen Mengfang nodded slightly relieved: "Then I will trouble you."

"It should be." Chu Yao got up and carried his schoolbag, "Then I'll go back first."

On the U University campus where it has just rained, the scent of osmanthus is condensed in the moist water vapor and becomes more intense.

Chu Yao was walking towards the school gate, playing with his glasses with one hand, and skillfully pressing his cell phone with the other to send text messages to the class monitor.

Also... Where can I find references.

Obviously, I have seen it with my own eyes.

As soon as he pressed "Send", Chu Yao saw Han Qun's name appear on the screen.

"Chu Yao is me." Han Que's voice sounded hoarse, "I need your help."

"……What's up?"

"You...can you pick up Han Yiqing for me? I can't make it if the babysitter is on leave today, and the child's mother can't be contacted..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Yao responded, "Okay, I'll go."

There was an unexpected silence over there: "Thank you very much. Just bring her to my side. Get closer."

"It's really thoughtful." Chu Yao smiled, "You should be busy. See you later."

Seeing Han Yiqing biting her sandwich, Chu Yao could imagine Bansu's mocking tone:

"It's not counted as being a substituting teacher, but also helping others to look after their children. When did you become so kind?"

Chu Yao admits that for a while, he lived a very chic life, looking for a suitable soul every day, hooking up as much as possible, then leaving after sex, changing faces as soon as he leaves, and never seeing anyone again, how can there be the atmosphere of life where you come and go now? .

According to Madara, this is called "role-playing".

Chu Yao just knew very well that he just wanted to have some fun during his hundred years of practice.

"Ms. Chu, I'm done eating. Thank you." Han Yiqing didn't smile at all on her immature face. As soon as she pushed the tray, she opened her schoolbag and took out a book to prepare for her homework.

Chu Yao leaned forward with a smile: "Let's take a break and write again. This is not good for the stomach."

Han Yiqing looked up at him, didn't appreciate it, lowered his head and spread out the exercise book.

Little girl, she has a big temper.

Chu Yao was unhurried and extremely patient: "You... seem to have a problem with me?"

Han Yiqing wrote carefully, stroke by stroke, and turned a deaf ear.

Seeing this, Chu Yao stopped talking, got up silently and went to the bar to order another cup of hot chocolate.

Red men and women walked out of the office building in groups, and Chu Yao thought it was time to get off work.

The sweet aroma of chocolate lingers in the air.

It is said in the movie that this is the taste that will make people feel happy and love.

Chu Yao felt that she was almost paralyzed.As if such a wait wasn't tedious.

"Mr. Chu, do you know." Han Yiqing slowly put down his pen, raised his head, and stared at Chu Yao with deep and sad eyes, "They are really going to separate this time."

Chu Yao took a sip of chocolate and replied in the same deep tone: "I know."

"After you left last time, I told my father that I didn't want to learn English and told you not to come again. Even if they really divorced, I still want to be with my father." Han Yiqing bit his lips, "But today my father asked you to come Pick me up. I think he still wants you to keep coming to my house for classes, and then he can put me down and I can go away with my mother in a good way."

The little girl's logic is always so strange.

It's just that I didn't expect such a small incident to trigger such a long series of speculations.Chu Yao couldn't help feeling that Editor-in-Chief Han, your daughter's thoughts are really not ordinary.

"I just happened to be free to help daddy and pick you up from school." Facing Han Yiqing's disappointed face, Chu Yao couldn't smile at all, "Don't think too much."

Han Yiqing was righteous: "It's not like thinking too much. There are signs before many things happen, okay?"

The cup in his hand was hanging in the air, Chu Yao decided to tease: "I didn't see it."

"A few days ago, I overheard my mother telling my father that the trial would be held in a week, but my father didn't say a word, and didn't see him go to a lawyer. Isn't that obvious enough?"

"Maybe you just don't know."

"In the past, when he was free, he would cook by himself. Recently, he has used the nanny and auntie to do it for him. And..."

Chu Yao felt that this little doll was a little unreasonable: "Xiaoqing, have you ever heard a word called 'chasing wind and shadow'?"

The little baby looked unhappy: "...What do you mean?"

"You can go home and look up the dictionary." Chu Yao rubbed his nose with his knuckles, "What I want to say is that your father may have his own difficulties, and if you don't say it, he must have his reasons. If you want to stay by his side, Just be obedient and make him happy, okay?"

Han Yiqing nodded with a vague understanding, thought for a while, and looked at Chu Yao suspiciously: "What do you mean by 'difficulties'?"

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