Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 1303: Hazy

Looking at the three people in front of him, Zhao Yun shook his head.

One pretended to be calm, the other two looked shocked. How long were they going to stand there like an idiot? Her office was not meant for them to be in a daze.

Give them thirty minutes. Zhao Yun glanced at the watch on her wrist. She still had official business to attend to.

"We have finished our business," Zhao Yun picked up the glass in front of him, "Whoever gets the husband can take him away."

Now he pretends to be profound. When he first arrived in Principal Cao's office, he asked to come to her office to take a look after chatting for less than ten sentences.

Look at her office? Zhao Yun glanced at Xia Yang sitting on the sofa. As if she didn't know, what did he want to do?

It’s all for the purpose of seeing Zhu Yan.

Although she was a few years older than them, she couldn't help but feel that they were too noisy and would come close to her from time to time. Therefore, she knew their character very well.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the office, Xia Yang asked about Zhu Yan, and he didn't forget to show off. There was only one train ticket today, and he got it. Zhao Mobei would arrive two days later.

Looking at his smug expression, it was hard to imagine that the polite and elegant man just now was the same person.

Zhao Yun shook his head slightly, sat down at the table, and dialed the phone on the desk: Director Ling asked Teacher Zhu Yan to come to my office.

But I didn’t expect that Zhu Yan would bring Kai Ling along.

Birds of a feather flock together. These two pairs are exactly the same!

Is Xiaoyan stupid? Ding Kailing raised her slender hand slightly and patted the arm that was holding her arm: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go and lead the people?"

Zhu Yan was dazed for a moment, her eyes swept across Ding Kailing's face, then looked at the person opposite her, meeting his gaze towards her.

The person in front of her made her dazed again.

The familiar features have become more gentle and elegant after years of refinement. The former immaturity has faded away, replaced by calmness and composure. The sleeves that were once casually rolled up have been replaced by sandalwood cufflinks. The lightly exposed watch is faintly visible in the hot steam of the tea, and the whole person exudes a unique glow.

The light flashing in his eyes behind the gold-rimmed lenses was a familiar look to her. Was he really back? !

Zhu Yan's heart was surging, as if thousands of horses were galloping in his heart. He wanted to speak, but for a moment he didn't know what to say. He just stared at the person in front of him.

I was afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go," Zhao Yun left his desk and stopped beside Ding Kailing, "Let's talk outside."

Ding Kailing nodded, patted Zhu Yan gently, turned around, and walked out with Zhao Yun one after another, closing the door behind them.

Xia Yang stood up, walked over, stretched out his arms, and embraced Zhu Yan in his arms. His deep voice rang in his ears: "I'm back and I'll never leave again."

Ding Kailing's image was reflected in the closed doors and windows. She followed Zhao Yun downstairs.

After not seeing him for six years, Xia Yang seemed different from before. The calmness and gentleness of an adult man had replaced the sunny and handsome appearance of his youth.

I wonder what Lao Zhao has become. Could he be nearsighted?

Zhu Yan pushed him away and looked at the person in front of her.

Xia Yang stretched out his arms and hugged her again: "It's my fault, it's all my fault, I won't do it again."

For him, these six years were nothing but an invasion of bone-eating lovesickness.

He originally thought it was three months, but when he got there, he realized it was three years. One year later, he discovered it was two three years.

He also wrote a letter to Zhu Yan to explain, but when Zhu Yan changed from replying promptly at the beginning to replying slowly, and then to not replying at all, he knew that she was angry, mad at his breaking his promise.

But, who knows, the time has changed. If he had known it would be six years, he would not have come even if he was beaten. Who cares about this crappy section chief?

He just wanted to stay with his beloved Zhu Yan and teach her.

This was the promise he had made to her, to be together forever and never separate.

Who would have thought that he would break his promise in the third year of their marriage. What made him even more guilty was that his child had grown up without him ever calling him dad.

"I was wrong," Xia Yang hugged the person in his arms tightly, finally seeing her, "It's great to be back."

Zhu Yan pushed him away: "Are you nearsighted?"

"Hmm?" Xia Yang was slightly startled, then he smiled and hugged Zhu Yan again, whispering, "Ping Jing."

Zhu Yan:?

She thought the conditions were so tough that he became nearsighted. Turns out, it was a flat mirror? What did he go through?

"Why are you wearing glasses too?" Xia Yang held Zhu Yan's shoulders and looked at her thin-framed red glasses, "They suit you very well. Aren't they also plain glasses?" Zhu Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and he actually saw it at a glance.

"I almost didn't recognize her," Xia Yang raised his hand and brushed a few strands of hair behind Zhu Yan's ears, revealing her smooth forehead, "This beautiful girl who is as delicate as a porcelain doll looks like my Yan'er."

Zhu Yan took two steps back and rolled his eyes at the person in front of him: "Change to myopic glasses."

"I'll follow Yan'er's orders," Xia Yang came closer and took off his glasses, "What about you?"

"Me?" Zhu Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, "Take it off during the summer vacation."

When she was in Jingyun No. 1 Middle School, she was always mistaken for a student. She got angry, permed her hair, and wore glasses. Sure enough, no one mistook her for a student anymore.

Now that she is in Yunling Middle School, she may consider taking off her glasses. Although it matches her skin tone, she really doesn't like wearing glasses.

"I see," Xia Yang smiled and put his arm around Zhu Yan's shoulders, "I'm back, and your eyes are back too."

"This is a school," Zhu Yan brushed away Xia Yang's arm, "Pay attention to your identity."

"My current identity is your husband," Xia Yang smiled and came closer, kissing her on the smooth forehead out of the blue, "This identity has never changed."

A blush instantly spread across her face, which was particularly obvious. Zhu Yan took two steps back and pointed at Xia Yang: "Keep your distance. This is a school. As a teacher, you have to pay attention to your image."

Xia Yang stretched out his long legs and came closer: "Do I have a bad image? What's wrong? Teacher Zhu, please give me some advice."

The door was closed and the curtains were drawn. Senior Sister Zhao was still considerate, but it seemed that she was overthinking.

Xia Yang glanced at the person in front of him with a deep smile. After not seeing him for six years, his face was more brilliant and eye-catching than before.

It’s good to be back.

Here it comes again. Zhu Yan suddenly remembered the first time she and Xia Yang met at Jingyun Normal University. He also looked shameless.

"You're back," Zhu Yan changed the subject, "Where's Mo Bei?"

"Is he your husband?" Xia Yang held Zhu Yan's face and looked straight into her eyes. "You care about him so much. Your husband is right in front of you. Look here."

"Let's talk business," Zhu Yan slapped Xia Yang's hand away, raised her hand to tidy up her hair, and glanced at the closed doors and windows from the corner of her eyes, "She wants to take a two-week leave. It seems that something happened."

What have you experienced in the past few years? Why are you still as shameless as ever?

"Oh? What's the matter?" Xia Yang reached out his hand again and hugged Zhu Yan. "I haven't heard from him. He will be back next week. We don't need to care about other people's family affairs."

"I heard from Kailing..." Zhu Yan just finished speaking, and was stunned when she looked at the handsome face so close to her. He wouldn't want to kiss her, right?

Xia Yang's Adam's apple moved slightly as he stared at Zhu Yan's delicate face. He hesitated for a moment, then slightly distanced himself from her, but did not let her leave his arms.

Ahem, is Yan'er overthinking it?

Although, but, but, he will not give others the chance to watch the show.

"Are you impressed by my handsomeness again? It's your husband, no need to be shy."

Zhu Yan: ...

"You are shameless," Zhu Yan tried to push Xia Yang away, but failed and was still held in his arms, "Xia Yang, this is a school, an office."

"I know," Xia Yang said with an innocent expression, "So, I'll just hug you for a while, do you want me to kiss you?"

Zhu Yan was speechless for a moment.

Where does she have it?

"Hmm?" Xia Yang's eyes were full of smiles. He let go of her and took her hand. "Let's go."

"Ah?" Zhu Yan was stunned, but didn't move. "I have classes in the evening, so I can't leave now..."

"What are you thinking about?" Xia Yang tapped Zhu Yan's small nose lightly, "Take me downstairs, I'm going home first."

Zhu Yan nodded, and the next second, she looked at Xia Yang again: "I have classes tomorrow."

"I know," Xia Yang pulled Zhu Yan into his arms again with a doting look on his face, and chuckled, "What should I do? As soon as I saw you, I stopped thinking."

Are you making fun of her?

Zhu Yan lightly hit the person in front of her, but he smiled and hugged her tighter.