When they reunited in the morning reading the next day, the memory and the hot body temperature of yesterday afternoon seemed to be just fantasy.
Pei Zhuo led the students to read the extended content, wandering between the long grid-like tables.
He held the scroll in one hand, walked calmly and slowly, and pronounced the words clearly in his ears.
"When, in disgrace with fortune and man's eyes. I all alone beweep my outcast state."
In the days when I fell out of favor with fate and the eyes of everyone, I once sighed alone at my ostracized situation
Lu Lin was sitting at the end of the classroom, correcting the students' test papers with a pen.
It rarely rains in late autumn in Beijing, and it doesn't stop when you wake up, as if it has also entered poetry.
The fresh and cold long wind blows the humidity, which is very suitable for such a peaceful morning.
The students were holding paper manuscripts with the same content, and their immature or bright reading voices overlapped together.
“Haply I think on thee, and then my stateLike to the lark at break of day emerging. From sullen earth sings hymns at heaven's gate.”
Thinking of you by chance, my soul soars like a lark at the break of dawn, and flies away from the world to sing hymns to heaven.
Pei Zhuo looked back slowly, and saw Lu Lin who was guarding behind the students through dozens of people.
Suddenly raised his lips and smiled lightly, his eyes were gentle.
"For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings. That then I scorn to change my state with kings."
Remember how rich your gentleness is, I don't want to change this situation to be a prince.
Lu Lin looked up at him and smiled at him.
He usually can't make a temporary polite smirk, and every time he raises the corners of his mouth from the bottom of his heart, his temperament changes like the melting of a glacier, and he is indescribably beautiful.
The autumn rain continued for four or five days.
It seems that before the start of school, the scorching sun is still high above the pole, and as soon as the wind blows, it will rush into winter, without even a transition.
The school used to be a very noisy place.
Due to the arrangement of the class schedule, from the morning music in the morning, to the running soundtrack of the exercises between classes, to the running noise of the students laughing and chasing after each class, there is no end in the morning or evening.
But when it rains, the whole environment seems to have pressed the mute button.
Outdoor activities were cancelled, and the students gradually became quiet. They took a nap by the window when class was over, still greedy for the cool air.
Lu Lin was worried that they would catch a cold, so he went back after one or two classes to check on the situation in the class, closed the wide open windows into small slits with his own hands, and told the children to wear more clothes.
The senior three students were not sick, but he was caught in the wind because he always shuttled through the corridor, and suddenly he was caught by a cold.
At first, it was just a dry cough, as if a ball of fluff had been put in the throat, and I was a little speechless halfway through the class.
Lu Lin didn't take it to heart, drank a few more cups of hot water and continued to go to the next class.
As a result, a low-grade fever started on the second day, and the whole person was groggy and listless.
Pei Zhuo helped him find medicine at night, but seeing him still not getting better in the office during the day, he inevitably felt annoyed.
"Take care of the students and pay attention to yourself." Pei Zhuo put several boxes of medicine on his desk, still feeling uneasy: "Teacher Lu, why don't you ask for leave, don't push yourself."
"The paper hasn't been finished yet." Lu Lin shook his head: "It's a small matter, just take a nap at noon."
Fortunately, Friday is a composition class, so it's not too wasteful.
Pei Zhuo remembered this matter, although he wanted to take care of him for a while, it just happened that the English team had a meeting to discuss grammar problems.
By the time he finished taking care of the two classes and the leader's meeting, Lu Lin was no longer in the office.
When Pei Zhuo quickly walked back to the office, he thought he would just catch up with Lu Lin to finish class, and he was a little nervous when he didn't see him: "Mr. Zhao, where is Lu Lin?"
"His fever got worse, and he was taken to the hospital for an injection by Teacher Xiao Huang."
Pei Zhuo nodded, turned around and went back to class one to help preside over the discipline and arrange the children's homework.
"Officer Lu is ill, I have to go and see them." After finishing his English homework on the blackboard, he wrote his phone number on the blackboard again: "Be careful when you come home from school, this is My phone number, contact me anytime if you need anything.”
"Teacher, don't worry, I'm here with the disciplinary committee." The squad leader quickly said, "Is Teacher Lu seriously ill?"
"It's just a cold, you can study at ease."
When Pei Zhuo drove to the hospital, Lu Lin was sitting in the corner of the infusion hall, the white tape on the back of his hand was glaring, and the infusion bag beside him was also glaring.
When Pei Zhuo went upstairs, he didn't even wait for the elevator, he went up to the fourth floor to look for him, and he was relieved when he finally saw him, standing not far away with his hands on his knees, waiting to catch his breath.
The man was in a daze, but was stunned for a few seconds when he saw him.
"Xiao Zhuo?"
Pei Zhuo first helped him put away the medicine bag and medical records on the table, and then went to see how much was left in his infusion bag.
"Does it hurt?" He sat beside Lu Lin, held his cold hand and said in a low voice, "It's my fault. I should have brought you to see a doctor last night, and now you have a high fever."
"Why does it hurt?" Lu Lin stretched out his hand to smooth Pei Zhuo's frown, but felt that he had stained a lot of dirty things in the hospital, so he temporarily pulled his hand back and put it on his lap.
He said with a helpless smile, "I'm not a child. I take good care of myself when I get sick occasionally. It's fine."
"Why doesn't it hurt? It's because the needle is stuck in the flesh, okay?" Pei Zhuo wanted to kill him, but now he had to pour hot water according to his temper, so he got a hot water bottle with just the right temperature to rest his hands on: " Fortunately, today is Friday, and you don't have to go to work tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, otherwise you will definitely have to force yourself to go to school."
Lu Lin let him teach him a lesson, with a smile on his lips.
"There's no need to come and see me in advance," the man said slowly, "I have Mr. Huang here to take care of me, so you don't have to worry so much."
Pei Zhuo reached out and knocked on his head: "Can it be the same? I'm going to be angry when you say that."
Teacher Xiao Huang just came over with the payment slip, and said with a smile: "Brother Lu is just a straight man, and he doesn't know what to say if he says something wrong. Teacher Pei is neither angry nor angry."
Pei Zhuo thanked him for taking over, but he was actually very embarrassed.
"Then you take care of him here, and I have to go back to buy vegetables and cook." Teacher Xiao Huang pointed to the infusion bag: "It will be much better after the infusion, it's not a big problem."
"It's really hard for you to take a trip. Be careful on the road."
When Teacher Xiao Huang left, Pei Zhuo put one hand on his waist and turned to look at him.
Lu Lin sighed: "Teacher Pei is going to train me again, isn't it?"
Pei Zhuo pursed his lips and said, "I will train after you recover from illness, don't worry about it for a while."
Sitting next to him couldn't help much, so he stuck his fingertips on the edge of the adhesive tape, and gently and slowly touched the back of Lu Lin's hand, giving him an unclear warmth.
It was rare for Lu Lin to be so precious. He was in a good mood but didn't dare to show it, so he turned his head and looked at him quietly.
Pei Zhuo glared at him: "Don't laugh."
Lu Lin shook his head: "I didn't laugh."
Pei Zhuo let him lean on his shoulder, holding his left hand for infusion with both hands, he was both precious and distressed.
"You, your mind is all on the students, and you don't even add clothes, why are you so confused." He said halfway, and began to blame himself again: "I am also really, I saw that you didn't wear a coat and didn't remind the two of you. Hey, these two days I've been busy doing my homework on the test papers."
"Why did you blame yourself again?" Lu Lin smiled helplessly: "Mr. Pei, it's just a minor disaster and ailment, and it will pass soon."
The drip speed is very slow, there are at least forty or fifty minutes left.
The infusion hall was full of people. There were children at the front door supporting the old man to look around in a daze, and there was a child beside him crying non-stop.
The smell of potion and humidity are mixed together, and people who are illuminated by the yellow light are uncomfortable.
Lu Lin was indeed tired after working for two consecutive months. He could not fall asleep in this environment, but Pei Zhuo came just right.
As soon as he leaned on his lover's shoulder, he could smell a faint fragrance.
Top notes are orange leaves and mandarin, like summer.
The middle note turns into silique algae, like the ocean.
Sniff it again before falling asleep, and it turns into amber wood.
The dust and chaos of the world are completely shielded by this fragrance, and all the dirt and noise have nothing to do with them at this moment.
Lu Lin leaned against him and fell asleep peacefully.
Pei Zhuo had never seen this man get sick, he felt like a beast.
When the beast is sick, it always chooses to be bored, as if it stays silent for a while, and all the discomfort will disappear by itself.
In fact, this is also very manly.
Silence, forbearance, unwilling to let other people feel this discomfort, carrying all the delicate feelings on his own.
Pei Zhuo could only pretend not to notice, and quietly helped to share a little.
He first took the initiative to let Lu Lin sleep on his side, but after a while he stretched out an arm to wrap around him, as if he was worried that he would slip off.
The two tall and thin men leaned together, which was a bit conspicuous in a hospital.
Occasionally, a child passed by them curiously, staring at them for a long time.
There were also young couples who looked over in surprise, and then one hurriedly dragged the other away.
Pei Zhuo didn't want to care about these things anymore, he hugged his sick lover, stroking his broken hair time after time.
Both he and Lu Lin have done things safely, and they have already reserved the way out.
If there is no wind or rain, they are the two teachers guarding the wheat field, leading the students to grow up one after another, watching the students grow up and graduate, watching the children smile and wave goodbye to them.
If such a simple and silent love is publicly questioned, there will be many paths we can walk together in the future.
With their qualifications, they can open remedial classes and continue teaching, and it is also very good to switch to other careers.
Lu Lin is reliable, he is not bad, there are always many ways to go.
At this moment, Pei Zhuo didn't care about the eyes of passers-by at all.
He just wanted to love him, love him with all his heart.
It was already seven o'clock in the evening when the two returned home.
It was still raining outside, and every window was covered with spider-like rain stains.
Pei Zhuo found the blanket that Lu Lin had wrapped him in earlier, wrapped him up carefully, took out his phone and ordered takeaway.
He ordered fish porridge with shredded ginger from a shop he knew well, and two or three servings of digestible and simple snacks.
Lu Lin leaned on the thick pillow of the sofa and looked down at him, the burning temperature on his forehead finally receded.
"Wait for me," Pei Zhuo took advantage of the takeaway before he came, and said while leading Amao, "I'll take it out for a walk, and I'll be right back."
Lu Lin stared at him, and suddenly said, "Pei Zhuo."
"I am here?"
"Why do you look like I did before?"
It was as if the roles were suddenly reversed.
Pei Zhuo walked over in two or three steps, and kissed him loudly on the forehead: "This is called husband and wife, a good thing."
After the trivial things were done, they drank the hot porridge together, Pei Zhuo took him back to bed to change into pajamas, and wiped his body with a hot towel.
"Don't take a bath these two days, it will be more troublesome to catch a cold."
Lu Lin whispered, "Will it smell bad?"
Pei Zhuo thought for a while, and wrapped his pajamas around him: "This way you won't smell the medicine."
Lu Lin wanted to explain, but his throat was still swollen, so he said to him in a good voice, "I'm afraid of infecting you, why don't you sleep in a separate room today."
"If I have a cold and a fever, are you willing to share?" Pei Zhuo covered himself with the quilt and said lazily, "I am in good health, so don't be superstitious about such things."
... What kind of superstition is this
Lu Lin stopped talking.
Because of his illness, not only his throat was swollen, but his limbs were so sore that he couldn't lift it up.
I haven't been sick for two or three years in a row, and once in a while, it's like a sudden storm, as if I want to pay back everything I owed before.
He lay quietly for a while, then suddenly wrapped the quilt tightly and rolled Pei Zhuo into his arms.
He hugged Pei Zhuo very tightly, as if a wild beast was holding his beloved possession, trying to hide him in a cave and lock him up.
Pei Zhuo turned around and curled up in the warm and narrow space, willingly being trapped by him.
"do you like it?"
"I like it." The man kissed his hair: "Good night."
Fortunately, after two or three days, the sickness went away completely, and there was no further entanglement.
As soon as the illness was gone, the autumn rain also stopped.
Pei Zhuo tried his best to put back his mother-like side, and still reached out to touch his forehead and neck to test his temperature from time to time.
"I'm fine, Teacher Pei." Director Lu said straightly in the office: "If you touch me like this again, I will suspect that you have a crush on me."
Teacher Xiao Huang almost choked on the chrysanthemum tea: "Is Lao Lu still joking with people?"
"Really?" Pei Zhuo withdrew his hand and said, "I guess I taught it."
As soon as November arrives, autumn begins to enter winter quickly like turning a page, and the dry and cold wind makes people very uncomfortable.
Pei Zhuo not only placed bottles and cans of hydration on the bedside table, but also put two hand creams in the office.
The other teachers used to make fun of it, but Pei Zhuo gave them one occasionally with his frankness, and Lao Zhao followed suit and began to paint secretly.
This is really a good thing. It doesn't feel so cold to write chalk characters after class.
The atmosphere in the office has been good, and the stress and anxiety are mainly concentrated on the students.
The third year of senior high school is a lifetime event for students. After 12 years of study, it is just for this one time. If they fail in the exam, they will fail in the exam. They have to bear and face these consequences alone.
But from the teacher's perspective, everyone's grades will eventually converge into a stable average score like a stream.
Most of them accompany the students once every three years, and a few of them accompany the students every year. It can only be regarded as spending a busier whole year together.
Occasionally, they would joke with each other and gossip about small things in the class.
"That top student in Class Two, seems to be knitting a scarf in class?"
"Ah? Really or not?" Teacher Han guessed, "Is it for the first weaving in the science department? I always feel that the two of them are flirting with each other."
"These two kids have been dating since their freshman year of high school, right?" Sister Zhang interjected, "I ran into them when I went back to the commissary, so we just got together to talk about the topic."
"No, your focus is wrong. This little girl is knitting a scarf in class?" Mr. Zhao applied hand cream for the fourth time, and she was quite proficient in rubbing the fingers on the back of her hands: "Whose class is it, you don't care about it?"
"Mr. Huo's class, right?" Teacher Han said halfway, then came back to his senses and interrupted: "What little girl, the top student in class two is a boy!"
"Where is the number one in science?" Mr. Zhao said in shock, "A boy too?"
"It's a girl, she looks pretty." Pei Zhuo smiled and said, "Ms. Zhao didn't expect that, did she?"
"Do boys knit scarves for girls these days?"
"If you talk about it later, it will be regarded as prejudice," Xiao Huang interjected: "A man can cook and take care of children. What's wrong with knitting a scarf?"
Teacher Zhao blushed and defended, "I, I didn't mean that. I just thought weaving scarves in class is not a good thing."
Everyone laughed together and continued to tease him.
At this time, there were two knocks at the door, and it was Pei Zhuo who heard it: "Come in, please?"
A girl poked her head in with some fear, holding a report card and a book in her hand.
"Hello, Teacher Pei... Hello, Teacher Lu."
It's Qian Beibei from class one.
"Come in, it's cold outside." Sister Zhang greeted, "What's the matter?"
The girl greeted other teachers cautiously, and stood beside Lu Lin and Pei Zhuo.
Lu Lin hadn't finished correcting half of the homework, so he simply said, "If you have something to say, just say it."
"Teacher..." The girl dragged on the word for a long time, as if she didn't have the courage.
"I want to go to Peking University."
Lu Lin stopped writing, and the office became quiet.
"The goal is very good. Your math and Chinese scores are very stable, and that is English..." He took the report card from Qian Beibei's hand, and read all the exams in the past few months: "The problem of partial subjects is a bit big."
"Teacher, I and the other students in the class are partial to mathematics. I have been looking for a lot of tutors outside for English, but I just can't get on." Qian Beibei was able to maintain his composure at the beginning, but the more he spoke, the more anxious he became. Tears came out along with the crying sound: "It's almost December, am I running out of chance?"
She couldn't help wiping her face with her sleeve, but Pei Zhuo blocked it with a tissue: "Use this."
Lu Lin looked at Pei Zhuo and comforted him, "Calm your mind first."
"Teacher, what can I do with my English? It has dragged me for dozens of minutes, and I just can't get on." The student wiped it with a tissue and cried again, impatiently wanting to stomp his feet: "Is it because my brain is just like this?" , how can you not learn?"
Pei Zhuo didn't answer her for a moment.
Lu Lin has no right to speak in this regard, and can only comfort her as the head teacher.
"You have won the first prize in a programming competition, and you have an advantage in self-enrollment, so you still have a chance."
"Beibei, let me ask Director Hu." Pei Zhuo said, "If the school allows, I will make up lessons for you on Saturday and Sunday mornings."
Qian Beibei panicked, "This will delay your rest..."
In fact, the class has always had question-and-answer time after school, but those are all questions that cannot be answered in the exam.
She and several other students were slow learners in understanding certain sections, and did not keep up with the speed of other students.
"Don't think about that." Pei Zhuo signaled Lu Lin to accompany him first, then turned and went upstairs to find Director Hu.
The word "burden reduction" is mixed for students.
Early school time may mean that they can go home early to eat and sleep, or it may mean that they have to make up lessons from 6:00 p.m. to 10:30 p.m.
Prices are rising rapidly now, and many famous teacher classes outside are sitting on the ground and raising prices, which can be hundreds of dollars an hour, which may not be affordable for all families.
Pei Zhuo knew this, so when he explained to Director Hu, his thinking was very clear.
"... But anyway, it's a problem for the school."
Director Hu also had a headache when he heard this, so he called the leader to ask for instructions, and he agreed.
"Try to keep a low profile, and don't have any financial transactions with students and their parents." He handed the key to Pei Zhuo: "We will discuss other matters, and you can just teach."
There are more than a dozen students in the class who signed up to take part, and they came to make up lessons in the winter rain or shine.
Pei Zhuo headed back to give them a small cooking session on weekends, the schedule was not too tight, and parents were allowed to sit in the back row and listen.
He is familiar with each student's strengths and weaknesses, and he has a secure confidence in teaching students in accordance with their aptitude.
That's one of the reasons kids love him.
It was not convenient for Lu Lin to come to pick up Pei Zhuo from get off work, so he would take care of the dog's laundry and cooking at home alone, and then wait for him to come back at the gate of the community.
They are all used to this. When they are tired, they drive the car to the parking lot near the community, and then walk home slowly.
In fact, the environment in the community remains the same, occasionally strings of lanterns are hung during festivals, and the fountain pool is boring after a long time.
But the section of road from the gate of the community to the gate of the house seems to belong to the word rest.
There are lesson plans and test papers to be written at home, and student leaders are waiting at school.
They always accompany each other to walk slowly, through the corridor, through the fountain group, around the swing frame and the woods, and slowly relax the tense nerves and muscles.
Before the end of the term, the light snow that was idle and happy in winter turned into heavy snow.
Pei Zhuo originally wanted to drive the car directly to the underground parking space, but when he drove to the door of his house, the north wind suddenly stopped and the sun came out in the sky.
Pei Zhuo parked the car at the door, and when he opened the door, the ground was covered with snow.
A bundled umbrella stands beside it.
"We'll eat stewed mutton with white radish today." Lu Lin led him out.
The man was half a head taller than him, so he felt safe when walking together.
Pei Zhuo talked about the tense all morning, and now his mind is completely empty, and he looks a little lazy.
Lu Lin walked beside him, speaking in an unhurried manner, sounding very relieved.
"Going to the vegetable market in the morning, I almost didn't snatch those old ladies."
"old lady?"
"Well, they're all hoarding cabbage, and we're a little late."
The older generation is used to buying a dozen or more cabbages at this time and throwing them at home, letting them spend the winter on the balcony or in the corner.
Although it is said that if you cover it at home, it will not become sweeter with the frosting, but it seems that the taste will become better if you put it more.
Old traditions can bring a lot of life into a home.
"I bought twenty of them, and before I finished moving them, I saw Ah Mao secretly grinding his teeth." Lu Lin said slowly, "Obviously I just changed the bone glue for it."
"It's curious about everything it smells, last time its nose was almost pinched by a hairy crab." Pei Zhuo was speechless: "You can't even teach you to be smart."
The two chatted for a few words and stopped at the same place.
Because of the terrain, the snow on this section of the road is deeper than other places.
Lu Lin suddenly clenched Pei Zhuo's hand, knelt down and said, "Hey, come up."
"No need," Pei Zhuo laughed, "Are you afraid that I will fall?"
The man picked him up on his own without wasting much effort.
Pei Zhuo leaned on his back and felt his body vacated, and thought carefully that he hadn't been carried like this for many years.
Lu Lin has broad shoulders and a broad back, and his figure is very standard because of his regular fitness.
He was lying on his back, suddenly feeling like a child.
"Why are you carrying me all of a sudden?"
"The snow is melting, I don't want you to wet your shoes."
In fact, this is the time for some romantic Q&A.
Pei Zhuo opened his mouth to tease him, but he didn't say anything after thinking about it, he hugged his neck tightly and let him carry on.
Now that's fine too.
He was inexplicably fond of it.
On New Year's Day, the students finally had three days off.
The teachers all breathed a sigh of relief, and started counting the days a week in advance, looking forward to rest even more than the third-year students.
Back in the class, I had to scold others with a straight face as usual: "Do you know that the college entrance examination is only a few days away? Still thinking about how to play on New Year's Day? Doing one more question at this time is equivalent to moving forward with more than one playground opponent. run!"
Turning around and going back to the office, I continued to lament: "Why are there still four days left for the holiday, let people live?"
On December 31st, Dad Pei called: "Son, are you going out on New Year's Day?"
"Not going out, what's wrong?"
"That's right, do you still remember your little nephew, called Zhizhi?"
"Why?"
"He's going to take the senior high school entrance examination this year, can I ask you to tutor for two hours on New Year's Day." Father Pei also knew that they rarely had a rest, so he hurriedly added: "When you are done with your work at this stage, I invite you to go to Tokyo to soak in the hot springs. You will definitely have a good time." thank you."
"Small things, don't be nervous." Pei Zhuo counted the time and felt that there was no big problem: "He can't speak English?"
"It's almost funny, I want you to help me take a look." The old man chuckled and said, "Mr. Pei is really nice. Actually, I don't mind if you blackmail me twice at this time."
"The stock price limit is up again, isn't it?" Pei Zhuo said clearly: "We won't be back after the New Year's Eve, we just have to eat together during the Spring Festival, and the New Year will be around soon."
"Okay, that's it."
When Pei Zhuo told Lu Lin about this, Lao Lu was concentrating on stewing cabbage soup.
He found that Pei Zhuo's taste was rather sweet, and he could drink two or three bowls each time without making a sound, and he squinted and smiled after drinking.
"My nephew is very good. He just stays at home for two hours."
"It's okay, if you want, we can keep him for a meal."
"That's not necessary, he's probably going to eat KFC."
In the afternoon of New Year's Day, Zhizhi was delivered on time.
His parents also felt disturbed and sent a large box of famous wine.
Pei Zhuo pushed twice, but reluctantly accepted it.
The little nephew is only 1.5 meters, bouncing around like a little squirrel.
"Zhizhi drink more milk, and grow taller in the future."
"good!"
Pei Zhuo felt that the light in the study room was not bright enough, so he simply called him to the dining table to give lectures.
This kid has a high level of comprehension and a smart brain, and basically knows everything.
Originally, Pei Zhuo thought it would take three hours to complete it, but it took only an hour to go through all the knowledge points.
I am familiar with the major areas of knowledge. Although there are many small questions, I will finish each item quickly.
Pei Zhuo was also idle when he was idle, picking up his math homework to read.
The little nephew raised his head and said, "I don't know how to answer questions 13 and 15."
Pei Zhuo copied a mechanical pencil and solved the problem beside him, but the answer was different after two calculations.
Lu Lin just came back from a phone call with the leader, and glanced at the question while greeting them.
"The answer to the thirteenth question is the root number three, and the fifteenth question is D."
The little nephew was pleasantly surprised: "The reference answer also said so! Uncle Lu, you are awesome!"
Pei Zhuosuan's answer had nothing to do with these two, and he said sullenly, "I'm also a high school teacher..."
Lu Lin smiled: "Maybe I'm better at math."
When the little boy was picked up by his parents to eat KFC, Pei Zhuo counted that question over and over again.
"Why is it root number two?" He held up the draft paper to show Lu Lin: "I have taken care of every step."
Lu Lin pointed to two lines with the tip of his pen: "This is a wrong calculation."
Pei Zhuo didn't see it at the first glance, and read it twice according to the draft, his face turned red with embarrassment.
"It's not that I made a mistake," he argued, "I didn't see the conditions clearly."
Lu Lin wanted to tease him: "When Mr. Pei was in class, didn't he always tell the students to make less excuses and more analyze the inadequacies?"
It was rare for Pei Zhuo not to be led down the steps by him, and he said angrily: "I don't care, it's because I didn't do a good job on this question."
Lu Lin watched him holding back a smile.
"I'm really angry." Pei Zhuo said firmly: "Hurry up and hug me, or you'll sleep on the sofa today."
The man obediently opened his arms to hug him, and bit his earlobe gently.
"Childish."
"I'm still angry." Pei Zhuo said relentlessly, "You have to coax me."
"Teacher Pei," the man rubbed his face and said, "Don't be angry, okay?"
Pei Zhuo frowned and kissed him: "Did I do something wrong or did I make a mistake?"
"Of course the question is wrong." Lu Lin said seriously, "When did my teacher Pei miss it?"
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Tomorrow I may have something to go out and I can’t update it, so I’ll do more today~