The Little Fairy Reborn As a Schoolmaster

  Chapter 414 414 Oh. This **** love. (Four in one)

  As soon as he left school, Jiang Silu felt the dark clouds sweeping over him with arrogant aura.

  The No.15 bus leading to Murongqing’s house stopped in front of Jiang Silu. Knowing that there would be a heavy rain, Jiang Silu didn’t have time to run back to get another umbrella.

  After getting in the car, Jiang Sili sitting next to the vague window of the car, behind the heavy rain curtain, still vaguely saw someone on the road being directly drenched by the sudden torrential rain.

There was still some way to go to the terminal station. Jiang Silu closed his eyes slightly. He seemed to see Zhou Zihan in the dark, followed by Murong Qing, and then Shen Qinghuan disappointedly said to himself that a boy like him is not suitable for being a boy. Someone else’s boyfriend.

  What is he thinking.

  Jiang Silu suddenly opened his pupils, wondering if the air conditioner had not started on the bus, and the temperature difference made his body tremble.

  Murongqing likes herself, Jiang Slu actually knows it.

  He still remembered that he had a long illness after being dumped by Zhou Zihan in his first year of high school.

  At that time, Jiang’s mother took herself to her hometown, Suzhou, to cultivate. After listening to several Kunqu operas, Jiang Silu’s impetuous heart gradually became calm.

  Waiting for him to return to the imperial capital, Shen Qinghuan’s notebook was on his desk.

  Jiang Silu certainly would not believe that Shen Qinghuan, who had secretly fallen in love with Lu Ziheng, would have anything to do with him.

  What's more, when he returned the notebook to Shen Qinghuan, the other party was full of horror, turned around and asked Murongqing’s own notebook, why was it with Jiang Siri?

  Murongqing vaguely said that maybe the class representative made a mistake.

  Such a clumsy lie, I am afraid that it can only deceive Shen Qinghuan.

  Each time Jiang Silu came back from the outside and looked at Murongqing again, she would shyly bury her face in the book.

   is such a woman, how can she fall into the whirlpool of rumors?

  For a while, Jiang Silu raised his head and saw an old man who needed to give up his seat. He quickly stood up, his chest seemed to be cut open by glass slag, and the pain made him almost unable to stand.

   "Young man. I'm just one stop. Would you like to sit down?" The grandfather who was given up by Jiang Siri smiled and said: "Is it a student from A? It's very polite."

"Grandpa. You sit down. It's a long distance from this station to the next station." Jiang Silu looked down and realized that he hadn't taken off his school uniform. He shook his head at the old man and smiled: " I'm young, it doesn't matter."

  Grandpa happily talked to Jiang Silu about some homely things, Jiang Silu was always smiling from beginning to end.

  The sky was still dark, and the rain fell like a curtain, without any intention of stopping.

  The old man saw that Jiang Silu got off at the same station with him and did not bring an umbrella, so he took the initiative to let him and himself support him, and also sent Jiang Silu to his destination.

  They passed through a few alleys and came to a residential complex with a sense of age. The grandfather couldn’t help but ask: "Young man, which unit did you go to?"

   "Second unit." Jiang Silu stared at the photo in the phone.

   "It's a coincidence." The grandfather smiled and said to Jiang Siri, "I also live in the second unit at home. You are done in a while, do you want to sit at my house?"

  Jiang Silu was also a little dazed, especially when he discovered that Murongqing’s home was the same as that of the grandfather, he only felt that fate and sincerity could make a coincidence.

  "Are you a classmate of Xiaoqing?" The reason why the old grandfather can know the school uniform in A is because Murongqing is studying in A. "She is uncomfortable these days, and it is good to have classmates to guide her."

  Murongqing’s grandfather opened the door for Jiang Silu, and said to the somewhat dim room: "Xiao Qing. See who in your class came to see you?"

  "Grandpa, what are you talking about?" Because of rumors, Murongqing had taken leave from Teacher Yang these days. Except for three meals a day, she locked herself in the house for the rest of the time.

  Hearing Murongqing's voice, Jiang Sili was a little excited.

  Grandpa Murong went back to the kitchen to wash the fresh fruit.

   "Squad leader." Murong Qing did not expect that the first person to see herself was Jiang Sili: "Why are you here?"

  Jiang Silu also felt that when he came to see his classmates did not bring anything, somewhat embarrassed: "Actually, classmate Shen asked me to see you."

   Jiang Slu lied.

   However, Murong Qing seemed to feel better because of this lie.

  She knows that at this critical juncture, if the idol comes forward, the situation will only get worse.

  Jiang Silu did not miss Murongqing's expression change, he even forgot to come to Murongqing to say something.

  Grandpa Murong happily walked over with the freshly washed fruit, and took an apple with the best color and said, "Xiao Jiang. You're welcome. If you don't like apples, I will cut pineapples."

   "Grandpa." Jiang Silu was originally sitting on the sofa. He stood up quickly, leaning slightly and said to Grandpa Murong, "It doesn't take too much trouble, I just leave with a word to Murong."

   "The rain outside is so heavy, and you didn't bring an umbrella. Wait until the rain stops before leaving."

  Murongqing knew that her grandfather was the one who met the right eye. In addition, Jiang Sili also talked about his adventures on the bus. Grandpa has never reserved his liking for the people he likes.

  Jiang Silu can only bite the bullet and sit down.

  Knowing that he should buy something too, he would not come to see Murong Qing empty-handed.

  Nevertheless, Jiang Silu went straight to the subject: "You don’t go to school for so many days, and your parents don’t doubt it?"

  Murongqing was like telling someone else’s story. She said with a faint expression: "My parents are divorced, and none of them want me to drag the oil bottle. Grandpa saw me being pitiful, so he took me in."

   "I'm sorry." Jiang Silu suddenly felt embarrassed. He once again felt that he should check everything out before coming to Murong Qing's house.

"nothing."

  The more Murong Qing made an indifferent expression, the more Jiang Silu's guilt aggravated.

  I should always say something to comfort the girl in front of me.

   "I" Jiang Slu was silent for a while, and slowly said, "I don't believe those rumors."

  Murong Qing's body seemed to be hit by an electric current all at once. Originally, Jiang Siri was already the most fortunate to be able to see him, but he didn't expect him to say that he trusted him.

Shen Qinghuan once told Murong Qing before changing classes that Jiang Slu was not the kind of dull person. Moreover, Murong Qing couldn't hide the expression in his eyes, so Jiang Slu should know that she liked him, so he didn't. Will believe the rumors of the outside world.

   "So, shall we go back to class?"

Jiang Sili didn’t know why the girls had so many weird rumors. He stood up eagerly and took Murongqing’s hand and said, "Xiao Qing. If you have been hiding at home, those who spread the rumors must be Continue to add fuel to the fire, and tell those who didn't know that you have committed those unreasonable charges."

  A emotion called touching fell into Murong Qing’s pupils, her eyelashes moved impenetrably, and the ghost nodded almost.

  The two young hearts also slowly got closer because of this brief exchange.

  The rain outside the window still didn't mean to decrease. When the bell rang for the last class in the afternoon, many day students had trouble.

  It's rare that they don't go to study late on Christmas Eve, but they encounter heavy rain, and the next snow makes each other happy.

  After finishing the desk, Lu Ziheng said to Shen Qinghuan next to him: "Don't worry, I have an umbrella."

  "How do you know that I am worried about rain and cannot go to Qingqing's house?"

  Lu Ziheng rubbed Shen Qinghuan’s hair fondly, “If your brother doesn’t know what Xiao Qinghuan does, then this boyfriend would be too incompetent.”

  There are still so many people in the classroom.

  Shen Qinghuan was a little embarrassed to tidy up her schoolbag, she whispered: "It's still the same."

  The so-called old way is that Shen Qinghuan leaves the classroom first, Lu Ziheng then leaves the classroom, and the two meet again downstairs in the classroom.

"it is good."

After Shen Qinghuan walked out of the classroom, Lu Ziheng got out a black stretchable umbrella from the table hole. Qin Muzhi, who didn't have an umbrella, brightened his eyes and leaned in directly, "Lao Lu. What, since I have an umbrella," Just send me to the cafeteria."

   "Are you not going home?"

"My dad who pays so much attention to the sense of ritual, how could he let go of Christmas Eve." Qin Muzhi ate dog food from his parents for 17 years. As a single dog tonight, he decided to go to the dormitory to Zhou Zihan after eating the cafeteria. Video chat, he was released from the little black room, of course he wanted to give me a chance for Christmas Eve.

   "Oh." Lu Ziheng nodded slightly, "Then downstairs, I will tell Xiao Qinghuan."

  Qin Muzhi was stunned for a while. As soon as he finished talking about his parents, he felt the hurt from Lao Lu, and he bullied himself every one of them.

  He would never give in to Lu Ziheng if it weren’t for the sake of not being drenched into a dog.

  Lu Ziheng reported to Shen Qinghuan that he was going to be a little later, and after receiving the little girl’s approval, he sent Qin Muzhi to the cafeteria.

  Qin Muzhi seemed to be able to pinpoint Lu Ziheng a long time ago. He took the rice he had just bought and climbed onto Lu Ziheng’s arm: "Lao Lu. Good people do it to the end and send the Buddha to the west."

   "I'm afraid Xiao Qinghuan will wait too long."

  "The cafeteria is very close to the dormitory!" Qin Muzhi suddenly became hypocritical, "Brother Lu bears heartily at your good friend in the dormitory. Is he getting wet by the rain?"

  "."

  Lu Ziheng really convinced Qin Muzhi.

  But you can't ignore Qin Muzhi. People are more heart-to-heart. As a friend of his classmates for five years, Qin Muzhi is a friend of his classmates for five years.

  Originally, it took five minutes to travel, but two people just compressed it into two minutes.

  Standing downstairs in the dormitory, Qin Muzhi watched that his food was in the rain, and his eyes full of resentment watched the figure running in the rainy night.

Ah.

  This **** love.

  Lu Ziheng ran downstairs panting, and there were already many male classmates of the same level secretly trying to send Shen Qinghuan back.

  "Did Student Shen bring an umbrella? I am imported from Country F, and I won’t go to self-study today. How about I take you home?"

   "Shen, should I still use my umbrella? Although my umbrella is made in China, it is better for use in China."

  "Shen, take this snack, you can’t get home for a while. You should eat a pad to cushion your stomach first."

More than a dozen boys surrounded the single Shen Qinghuan. After Shen Qinghuan refused one by one, they were not discouraged. Instead, they put all those things beside her, standing in the teaching building pretending to be nonchalant. Waiting for the rain to stop.

  Shen Qinghuan thought it was quite magical.

  After all, when I was in the first year of high school, there were no boys showing kindness to me. Now in the second year of high school, how come out so much.

  Ahee.

  Lu Ziheng rubbed his uncomfortable nose.

  Seeing Shen Qinghuan’s gaze toward him, he looked away a little embarrassedly.

  Shen Qinghuan’s puzzled question is inseparable from Lu Ziheng.

   Even if the boys before they were divided into classes wanted to chase Shen Qinghuan, they were dragged to the grove by Lu Ziheng to enlighten them before the signs started.

  Now, because Shen Qinghuan suddenly joined the pure science class, some boys who don't know the market are starting to move around.

  Shen Qinghuan saw Lu Ziheng in the crowd, again with that cold look, she walked over with a bag of snacks.

  Lu Ziheng was a little tight in his chest, "Have you finished talking?"

   "I didn't chat." Shen Qinghuan stuffed the snacks into Lu Ziheng's hands, "I'm just helping you and Qingqing get the snacks you like."

  Lu Ziheng lowered his eyes, watching the little girl stuffing himself with tomato-flavored potato chips, his throat choked, and he didn't know what to answer.

  Shen Qinghuan took advantage of Lu Zi's loss of balance and grabbed the umbrella in his hand. "It was a lot of time wasted. Let's go quickly?"

Christmas Eve.

  Added rain.

The traffic in   Imperial Capital began to enter a paralyzed mode again.

  Shen Qinghuan and Lu Ziheng saw that the bus was hopelessly squeezing on, so they could only try their luck to squeeze the subway.

  It was at this time that Jiang Siri's phone number came over.

   "Murongqing's home address seems to have been mistaken by me." Shen Qinghuan heard Jiang Silu say: "So, I'm really embarrassed."

When    Jiang Silu said these words, he hid in the toilet room.

  He knows that once a lie is opened, countless lies will follow to make up for it.

   What Jiang Silu did not expect was Shen Qinghuan because he did not hear what he said on the subway.

   Jiang Silu hung up the phone, the raindrops outside were still beating on the window.

  Grandpa Murong yelled outside: "Xiao Jiang. Is it all right? If it's good, come out quickly, and the food is ready."

   Jiang Silu pursed his lips, he turned on the faucet, trying to calm himself down by washing his face.

   "This is out." Jiang Sili responded.

  He didn't know what kind of mood he was carrying, maybe he just wanted Murongqing to give up on him as soon as possible. He, a person who should stay in hell, shouldn't harm a good girl like her.

   At the dinner table, Murong Qing was also a little shy. She didn't dare to look at Jiang Silu beside her. The atmosphere depended on Murong Qing's grandfather to get warm.

  If it weren’t for Jiang’s mother, Jiang Siri would have stayed at Murongqing’s house for a while.

  "Grandpa. Thank you for your hospitality." Jiang Silu leaned over to thank Murongqing's grandpa. The rain outside had stopped, and Grandpa Murong had no reason to keep Jiang Silu.

  Looking at the young man's fading figure, Mr. Murong jokingly said to Murong Qing: "Don't look, people are already far away."

  (End of this chapter)