Ex-Husband’s Call

Chapter 32

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Since Xiao Keran's accident, the air pressure in the school has become extremely low, but fortunately, her father, who is happy to eat his daughter's blood buns, finally stopped coming to the school to make trouble, and order finally slowly restored.

Everything seems to have returned to calm, but in fact, what happened cannot be erased, and the life that has left cannot come back.

Sometimes Tong Qiu would sit in the office in a daze, and the letter Xiao Keran wrote to him before committing suicide was placed in the drawer, and he never dared to touch it again.

He has already applied to the school to not take classes next year, and only to be the teacher of two classes. At first, the leaders would persuade him, but later seeing that he was so persistent, and he also saw that his condition needed to be adjusted, so he stopped pushing.

"Ms. Tong is in a daze again?"

Upon hearing this voice, Tong Qiu came back to his senses, and when he looked up and saw the teacher with a poisonous mouth and mind, he immediately decided to leave this place of right and wrong.

He smiled and said, "Ms. Xue is out of class?"

At this time, the old teacher, who used to carry a gun and stick to taunt Tong Qiu from time to time, took off his glasses, and raised his water glass again: "No, but let me tell you, I passed by the door of your class just now, and all the students were lifeless. They're under too much pressure."

"How can I, they just don't make any noise between classes because the college entrance examination is approaching." Tong Qiu packed up his things and prepared to go to class to accompany everyone in self-study, he couldn't stand being alone with this girl.

"That's what you said, if it weren't for the pressure, could that happen?"

"..." Tong Qiu hugged the book in his arms. Hearing what he said, he put it back again, stood by the table and said with a smile, "Mr. Xue, what do you mean?"

"It's nothing interesting. I'm kindly reminding you that you're not happy anymore." Teacher Xue gave him a displeased look, "You young people just don't want to listen to other people's advice."

"It's not a matter of listening or not. It's not good for you to talk about Xiao Keran."

"I said a long time ago that these children are spoiled by the family, and their mental capacity is low. If they can't be touched, they will play suicide with you every now and then. Don't be too strict with them."

Tong Qiu's anger has already reached the top of his head, and he started to smoke. Normally, this teacher likes to gossip behind people's backs, especially talking about him, his sexual orientation, his marriage, and his teaching methods. , Now it's all about his student who committed suicide, Tong Qiu really can't stand it anymore, he also has a temper.

"Mr. Xue, I have always respected you. When I was in the fifth middle school, you were already the teacher here. Although you have never taught me, since I came here to work, I have always regarded you as my teacher. "Tong Qiu took a deep breath, trying not to erupt, "But are you talking a bit too much? You are the teacher here, I don't believe you don't know the reason for Xiao Keran's suicide, so now let me carry the blame, Let me bear the infamy of harming the students, right? Not only me, but also my students. She committed suicide because of her low psychological endurance. Have you ever thought about what she endured? You usually sneer at me Forget it, but don't bring my students, they have nothing to do with you, thank you."

After saying this, Tong Qiu didn't leave, he threw the book on the table, sat down again, and opened the book again to do what he should do.

Why did he run away

Obviously the other party should be the one who left the meeting because of embarrassment.

Mr. Xue is used to gossiping about others. Over the years, few people have spoken to him directly. In fact, everyone is just too lazy to know him. On the contrary, he feels that everyone has nothing to say about him.

This time, he kicked an iron plate, and his toes hurt so much that he was sweating profusely on his forehead.

This Teacher Xue opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Tong Qiu busy there with a serious face, he shut up.

Tong Qiu felt happy all of a sudden, he never liked to quarrel with others, but students are his bottom line.

In the evening, Tong Qiu received a call from his mother. Since the school had an accident, his mother had only called at the beginning to ask what was going on, and then called again after a few days. Said that the school was coordinating with the parents, Tong Qiu's mother was also relieved.

"I was terrified," Tong Qiu's mother said, "Your father didn't let me ask you every day, because he was afraid that you would be stressed and in a bad mood. If I didn't dare to ask you, I could only call Xiao Huo, thanks to him." With you, I can feel at ease."

He has indeed been with Huo Zhixing for the past few days. No matter what time that person is on shift, he will report to him after work, just like clocking in at work. He doesn't go home at night, and he goes straight to him when he comes out of the police station. Here, Tong Qiu once wondered if he asked Huo Zhixing to live together when he was out of his mind.

But it is indeed thanks to Huo Zhixing, because the other party is with him, talking, having sex/love, the negative emotions that should be released have almost been released.

Hearing his mother's careful questioning, Tong Qiu couldn't help laughing: "It's okay, don't worry, your son is very resistant to stress."

The mother and son chatted about this matter, Tong Qiu comforted his mother and told her not to worry.

"I can't worry about your own affairs anymore," Tong Qiu's mother felt relieved, and finally reminded him, "Don't forget about May 1st, have you bought your tickets? Neither of you will be allowed this year." Leave me absent!"

"Don't worry, Zhixing has adjusted the shift and bought the tickets. The two of us can catch up for lunch on the morning of the 1st."

"Okay, then your dad will pick you up at the station." Tong Qiu's mother said, "Yesterday your grandpa bought new clothes just to meet Xiao Huo, and asked me if Xiao Huo was his granddaughter-in-law or grandson-in-law, but how could I It's too funny. I can't remember it every day."

Tong Qiu couldn't help laughing: "What is the old man thinking? Don't tell him! The old man only misses Zhixing, why doesn't he miss me?"

"If you have anything to miss, it's the same no matter how much you miss."

Tong Qiu smiled helplessly: "You are really my real mother!"

Huo Zhixing came out of the clinic, and went straight to the clinic diagonally opposite. Zhao Heyu chased him out and asked him, "Master, do you really need me to accompany you?"

Huo Zhixing covered his face and waved his hands: "Go ahead, clean up those little bastards inside!"

More than half an hour ago, students in a vocational college made trouble. At the beginning, because of a little quarrel, it developed from a scolding battle between two or three people to a group fight. Huo Zhixing took people to deal with it, but he accidentally suffered Take two sticks.

One hit on the shoulder, which was okay, the pain was nothing but pain, but it didn't affect anything else, and the other hit directly on his face, half of his face was swollen.

After dealing with those brats who were fighting, Huo Zhixing went to the clinic with a bruised nose and a swollen face. In the middle of the night, he surprised the little nurse.

The girl on duty tonight happened to be the one who delivered dumplings to them last time. As soon as she saw Huo Zhixing like this, she immediately understood that this was another disaster when she was "eliminating harm for the people".

The little nurse nurse dealt with him, took two boxes of anti-inflammatory drugs, and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I thought you changed careers."

Huo Zhixing laughed until his face ached and his head ached: "How can I do that, I love my job so much."

The nurse was amused by him, brought him an ice pack, wrapped it in a towel and said, "Come on with ice."

"It's okay, I'll go back and do it myself."

"Take it." The little nurse stuffed it to him. "You look scary like this. If you weren't wearing this outfit, people outside would treat you as a gangster."

Huo Zhixing thanked him and took the ice pack.

"Just ask Zhao Heyu in your institute to bring this towel back to me tomorrow." The little nurse waved her hand, meaning that you can go.

Huo Zhixing heard it: "Zhao Heyu?"

"Yes, let him come."

The little nurse didn't look at Huo Zhixing when she said this, she lowered her head but blushed.

Huo Zhixing was happy, he understood, but he didn't know if Zhao Heyu's elm head understood: "It's done, thank you for today."

Putting on an ice pack, he stood by the side of the road and pondered for a while, thinking that it is better not to look for Tong Qiu tonight, since he appeared in front of the other party in the middle of the night with this appearance, it is estimated that Teacher Tong must have no sleep tonight, so he can worry about dying, worrying that he can , but not tonight, Mr. Tong has to sleep well at night.

He took out his mobile phone and found an excuse to send Tong Qiu a message, but the other party quickly replied: "Okay, then you should be careful."

Huo Zhixing replied "Go to bed early, good night" to him, and then went back to the prison, the kid who beat him with a stick took a sneak look at him, and shrank away.

After dealing with all these messy things, Huo Zhixing finally returned to his home after more than a week after work.

It was already late at night when Huo Zhixing returned home. After taking the medicine and applying ice, his face didn't feel so painful. He looked in the mirror and saw that he was swollen and swollen. Not only his face hurt, but his head also hurt. In another week, I don't know if he can recover. He doesn't want to see Tong Qiu's family in this dead state.

It was already late at night when he went to sleep, thinking that Tong Qiu must have gone to bed early, so he took out his mobile phone and sent Tong Qiu a message, telling the other party pitifully that he was beaten on a mission today, and he recovered the next day Morning alarm clock.

Huo Zhixing didn't sleep well that night, his face hurt and his shoulder hurt.

His shoulder was injured before, and it was pierced by a bullet. He couldn't lift heavy objects for a while before, and he was hit by a stick again, which hurt him so much.

I woke up not long after I fell asleep, gritted my teeth and made myself something to eat, took medicine after eating, took away the nurse's towel that I washed before going to bed yesterday, and went out to work.

At about half past six, Huo Zhixing received a call from Tong Qiu.

"What's wrong with you?" Tong Qiu's tone was a little anxious, "Why did you get beaten up for a mission?"

Huo Zhixing pretended to be surprised: "How did you know?"

"...Brother, you sent me a message!"

"Yo, I accidentally sent the wrong message," Huo Zhixing said, "It's okay, a group of half-grown kids don't know the importance, don't worry."

"Don't worry, how are you? Have you been to the hospital?"

Huo Zhixing walked into the gate of the police station with a swollen face and a smile. Seeing Zhao Heyu coming towards him, he covered his face with the nurse's towel, and then said to Tong Qiu on the phone: "I went last night, it's nothing serious. Son, the face is swollen a bit like the second senior brother, too ugly, recently..."

"Where are you? Let me go and see."

Huo Zhixing smiled brightly, but his tone was still calm: "I just arrived at the unit, so I'm fine, don't worry about it."

"Okay, I see."

Tong Qiu hung up the phone quickly, tidied himself up quickly, and left the door quickly.

Zhao Heyu held the towel in his hand, and looked at his master stupidly: "Morning, master, you were beaten, why do you look in such a good mood?"

Is it possible that he is really a Shaking M player

Of course, Zhao Heyu didn't dare to say these words.