Abduction of the Female Teacher’s Best Friend - Chapter 131

After Meng Yuanhao left, Mo Zebei went back to bed to make up his sleep. He slept deeply and long after that. When he woke up, the dusk fell, and the surroundings were dark.

The dense darkness, the empty night, and the heavy stillness make people inexplicably trapped in a chaos of loss, disgust, and suffocation…

For no reason, a terrible dark emotion erupted from the inside to the outside. Mo Zebei clearly felt that he was being suppressed, choked, and gradually swallowed by this negative emotion…

She unconsciously stretched her body, clenched the quilt, closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, the gentle smile of the man appeared in her mind, she opened her eyes suddenly, panted in a hurry, her chest was up and down violently…

After a while, Mo Zebei wiped the sweat from her forehead with her fingers… She sighed, got out of bed in the dark, and raised her hand to turn on the light.

The room was suddenly bright, a little dazzling, she stood there and got used to it.

She hadn’t eaten for a day, and she was hungry and empty. She went to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water, then changed clothes and shoes, and went out with the key.

Today is the twenty-ninth of the twelfth lunar month. Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve. When I look up, there are lights and festoons everywhere, beaming with joy.

Mo Zebei stood at the gate of the community, with his hands in his pockets, his eyes were staring at the cars passing by, his expression a little confused and dazed, and then the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

It was from Mu Hanxi.

After the call was connected, neither of them spoke first, but listened to each other’s breathing quietly.

After a while, Mo Zebei turned and turned left, went to the inside of the community, and walked to the flat ground at the end. It was very quiet and no one came. She sat on the ground with her legs bent, touching her shoelaces, and whispered: ” Have you had dinner?”

“Um.”

Mo Zebei put his elbows on his knees and pursed his lips: “When will you go to work in the next year?”

“The seventh day.”

“Oh.”

The two fell silent again.

“My eldest sister, they are here, I’m going downstairs first.”

“it is good.”

After hanging up the phone, Mo Zebei looked at the moon in a daze, then got up and went to a convenience store not far from the community.

I bought bread and coke, so I just had a meal.

After the meal, she went to the balcony and lay down on the lounge chair to watch the stars.

The dark night is deep and unconsciously arouses people’s imagination, Mo Zebei watched quietly, and a little emotion came out from his heart: the universe is too vast, in contrast, our human individuals are really small and pitiful, but a dust of the great world That’s it.

Once the thoughts dispersed, the low mood pierced in.

She lowered her eyes subconsciously, and forcefully stopped the rushing thoughts in her heart, then got up and went back to the bedroom, took out the professional book from the suitcase, and sat down at the desk.

Qu Junzhi and Zhou Ruoxin called her one after another, and after a few brief conversations, she hung up.

At twelve o’clock in the night, she didn’t have much sleepiness, and it was just after three o’clock in the morning that sleepiness came slowly.

She put down the book in her hand, washed briefly and fell asleep.

At around 7 o’clock in the morning, Zhou Ruoxin drove her father’s car over to Mo Zebei.

“My mother will serve dumplings later, and ask me to pick you up for dinner at home.”

Mo Zebei yawned with tears in his eyes.

“Okay, wait a moment for me.”

After more than ten minutes, the two of them went downstairs, and when they arrived at the Xincheng Community, they went to Meng Yuanhao’s house first.

“Hurry up and wash up. I’ll go to my house to eat dumplings. We will go back first.”

Meng Yuanhao said dumbly.

Zhou Ruoxin turned around and returned home with Mo Zebei.

Generally, during Chinese New Year, many people in the north love to eat dumplings stuffed with radish and pork. The deliciousness of radish neutralizes the fishy greasiness of pork, and it tastes both fragrant and tender.

Mo Zebei changed shoes and washed his hands, went into the kitchen to pick up garlic, peeled green onions, chopped ginger, chopped, put oyster sauce, vinegar, and dark soy sauce together, stirred together to make dumplings.

After the dumplings were cooked and served, Meng Yuanhao arrived in a short time.

Father Zhou asked him briefly and immediately invited him warmly: “Since you don’t want to go to them, then come to Uncle, and we will have New Year’s Eve dinner together tonight.”

Meng Yuanhao nodded, but did not refuse.

At noon, Zhou’s father and Zhou’s mother went to pick up Zhou Ruoxin’s grandparents, and there were only three of them left in the house.

Unlike the middle school, Meng Yuanhao was able to talk and talk, laughing and joking. Now it was quite dull, and he was about to catch up with Mo Zebei.

“Isn’t it just a love affair, are you so?” Zhou Ruoxin kicked this person’s knee with her foot.

Meng Yuanhao leaned on the sofa, his tone of helplessness, a little self-deprecating: “I originally planned to marry her when I graduate, but now it seems that it is all my wishful thinking, what a joke.”

Zhou Ruoxin put down the remote control in her hand and silenced the TV: “You two are completely out of touch now?”

“Well,” Meng Yuanhao lowered his eyes. “She seems to have gotten back together with her ex-boyfriend. I saw it in her roommate’s circle of friends…”

Zhou Ruoxin kindly consoled her.

There was a vibration in Mo Zebei’s pocket, and she got up to answer the phone.

“I’m not at home,” she went to the balcony, “in Ruoxin’s place.”

Qu Junzhi said to come to her.

“it is good.”

Mo Zebei sat back on the sofa again, and when both of them stopped talking, she whispered: “Qu Junzhi will come over later.”

It was said that Meng Yuanhao hadn’t seen her for a long time. When Mo Zebei went downstairs to pick up people, he also followed. Zhou Ruoxin finally went down reluctantly.

In the past, Meng Yuanhao only thought that Jun Jun was beautiful. He met after a long time, and when they first met, he was unconsciously attracted by the strong femininity of this person.

Elegant and undulating bright red hair curls like waves, crystal clear and luminous eyes that resemble black grapes, looking down, are the watery light orange **** lips and the slender white neck…

Meng Yuanhao swallowed, tilted his head and asked Zhou Ruoxin in a low voice, “Is Qu Junzhi dating now? Do you have a boyfriend?”

“No talk,” Zhou Ruoxin frowned and warned, “but you don’t want to hit her.” Qu Junzhi didn’t like men again.

Meng Yuanhao didn’t take Zhou Ruoxin’s words to heart.

Entering the door, Qu Junzhi took off his long down jacket. The slim white sweater outlined the man’s tight curves and slender waist, which was very eye-catching.

Meng Yuanhao wanted to sit beside Qu Jun, but she was mercilessly pushed away by Zhou Ruoxin… She stepped up and deliberately blocked Meng Yuanhao’s sight. Meng Yuanhao glanced at Zhou Ruoxin suspiciously, and finally Reluctantly went to the sofa on the left.

“You go to the kitchen and wash some fruit.”

As soon as his Yu Guang fell on Qu Junzhi, Zhou Ruoxin called him on.

Meng Yuanhao pointed his right finger at himself: “Should I go?”

“You are the only man in this, who are you not going to?”

“I used to say that your sexism is very serious and that women are preferred over men…”

“Hurry up, what nonsense!” Zhou Ruoxin threw the pillow behind her waist to him.

Meng Yuanhao grabbed the pillow and moved his lips. After all he didn’t say anything, he got up and went to the kitchen.

Qu Junzhi tilted his head and looked at Zhou Ruoxin, raising his eyebrows and curling his lips.

Zhou Ruoxin moved her **** to the side, and Qu Junzhi immediately passed by.

Mo Zebei used his mobile phone to read comics on the sidelines, but he didn’t notice the actions of these two people.

“What are you doing?” Zhou Ruoxin glanced at her.

“It’s cold, sitting like this is warm.”

“Are you sick?” Zhou Ruoxin cursed in a low voice, “If you feel cold, put on your clothes.” Zhou Ruoxin’s house is warmed up, and people walking barefoot on the tiles will not feel cold.

Qu Junzhi gently rubbed the back of Zhou Ruoxin’s hand with his fingertips.

Zhou Ruoxin’s eyes widened, her hand pulled back, her expression tense: “Nervous you!” After she cursed, she went to look at Mo Zebei subconsciously, and saw that this person was still looking at the phone with her head down, and then silently retracted her gaze.

Qu Junzhi looked at her funny.

Meng Yuanhao returned after washing the strawberries, and graciously delivered the fruit plate to Qu Jun.

“You just have to put it on the coffee table,” Zhou Ruoxin pushed away Meng Yuanhao’s arm angrily, “It’s not that she can’t reach it!”

Meng Yuanhao’s expression was stern, and he put down the fruit tray.

Qu Junzhi took two strawberries, one for himself and one for Zhou Ruoxin.

Zhou Ruoxin slapped her hand away: “You eat yours!”

Qu Junzhi deliberately provoked something, Zhou Ruoxin was so angry that she opened her mouth to scold her, and in the next second Qu Junzhi stuffed the strawberry in her hand into her mouth…

Before Zhou Ruoxin was about to kick her, Qu Junzhi moved away and avoided.

The two of them were making a lot of noise. Mo Zebei raised his eyes and looked down. Zhou Ruoxin retracted her feet and lowered her head to eat strawberries.

Mo Zebei squeezed a strawberry in his mouth and continued to look at the phone.

After a minute, Zhou Ruoxin’s mobile phone WeChat message rang.

It was sent by Meng Yuanhao and wanted to ask her for Qu Junzhi’s WeChat.

Zhou Ruoxin wiped her hands clean with a tissue, frowning, typing quickly.

[You die this heart! She doesn’t like men! ! ! 】

Meng Yuanhao’s faintly expectant expression suddenly collapsed, and his fingers trembled.

[You didn’t lie to me, did you? It’s not easy to make jokes about this kind of thing…]

[If you don’t believe me, just try to confess to her, then you won’t find a place to cry! 】

Meng Yuanhao stared at the phone screen blankly, completely stupid.

After returning to his senses, he secretly sent a WeChat message to Mo Zebei.

[Qu Junzhi likes girls? 】

Mo Zebei clicked on the pop-up message and replied with a brief ah.

The phone slipped from the palm of his hand and fell to the corner of the sofa. The fire in Meng Yuanhao’s heart was completely extinguished…

Zhou Ruoxin gave Meng Yuanhao a white look, put her mobile phone back on the coffee table, and then took the remote control to find a British movie. During the period, Qu Junzhi went outside to answer the phone and talked for a long time, almost forty minutes.

Coming back again, Qu Junzhi sat next to Zhou Ruoxin again.

She quietly put her hand on this person’s knee, and asked in her ear: “Which school do you want to go to?”

Zhou Ruoxin watched the screen intently, but didn’t pay much attention to her small movements: “B is big.”

Qu Junzhi’s expression was slightly stagnant, she remembered that Mo Zebei also said before that he was going to B big…

Later, all three of them were attracted by the plot in the movie, and only one of them, Qu Jun, stared at the screen of his mobile phone to check and browse the relevant information of the Graduate School of B University.

At the end of the movie, she turned off the screen of her mobile phone, looking down and thinking: With Zhou Ruoxin’s excellent professional class results and excellent performance in practical activities, as long as she worked hard to go to B college, it would be no problem. Mo Zebei was admitted to B college. It is also very high. This person’s physics and mathematics ability is extraordinary, which is obvious to all…

The doorbell rang, Zhou Ruoxin got up to open the door, and her grandparents came.

Qu Junzhi took the initiative to greet them, introduce himself, and then chat with them. She has a sweet mouth and can talk, which makes Zhou Ruoxin’s grandparents so happy that she must not let her go, she wants to keep someone for lunch.

Qu Junzhi declined. She came to visit her uncle’s house with her parents. By the way, she took a look at Mo Zebei. How could she stay at Zhou’s home for the New Year’s Eve.

Seeing that Qu Junzhi was about to leave, Zhou’s mother touched Zhou Ruoxin’s elbow next week: “Your friend is going to leave. You are still sitting here…Hurry up and send it off to the door of the community.”

“It’s not that she doesn’t know the way, there is something to give away.” She said so, but she got up.

When she took the person to the elevator, she had to turn around and go back. Qu Junzhi caught her in time and dragged the person into the elevator.

“What are you doing again?” Zhou Ruoxin squinted her.

“You are really disobedient, but Auntie asked you to take me to the gate of the community.”

“That’s a polite remark, just talk about it,” Zhou Ruoxin snorted, “you can’t hear this?”

“I don’t care about those.” Qu Junzhi pulled people tightly.

Zhou Ruoxin snorted badly.

At the gate of the community, Zhou Ruoxin wanted to withdraw her arm, but Qu Junzhi held it harder.

Zhou Ruoxin stared at her angrily: “I shouldn’t have come down to see you off!”

Qu Junzhi smiled crookedly, then glanced back pretendingly: “Who is that person? Why do you keep staring at you.”

Zhou Ruoxin turned around subconsciously to look, Qu Junzhi took the opportunity to squeeze her cheek: it was soft and tender, and it felt super nice.

“Surnamed Qu!” Zhou Ruoxin stomped her feet with anger, and cursed in a low voice at the figure who had jumped away, “Female hooligan!”

Qu Junzhi ran happily, turned his back to her, and reached out to make a V.