Sword walking

Chapter 23 #23: May there be years to start, and love to live together*

That night, Ye Xiu was doomed to miss the Golden Corn Roasting.

At dinner time, what greeted him was bland boiled noodles with hot vegetables, a bowl of clear soup with a few emerald green leaves; The beef comes with a taste.

Appearing with these dishes was Su Muqiu with a gloomy face.

"Mu Qiu, golden corn..."

"Nothing."

Ye Xiu chose the next best thing: "Or fried corn kernels?"

"Not anymore." Su Muqiu's eyes were burning, "Look at these things first."

He set out a row of empty bottles by the dining table.

Ye Xiu leaned over to look at it, and even took off his glasses to wipe it, but no matter how he looked at it, the empty bottle was still empty, and nothing suddenly appeared.

"What happened to the bottle?"

Su Muqiu turned the empty bottle to the label side, and slapped Ye Xiu hard: "Where did you get so many empty stomach medicine bottles?"

"The pills are finished, of course there are empty jars left." Ye Xiu looked at Su Muqiu with a puzzled expression on his face.

"You take so much stomach medicine, what kind of fried corn do you want to eat?!" Su Muqiu became more and more frightened as he thought about it. How many pills does this jar have, even if it is eaten as jelly beans for three meals, how long will it take to finish these bottles?So Ye Xiu has been in this state all along, and still keeps silent? "Just like you, you actually run to the cafeteria every day? Meal instant noodles and coffee?!"

"that……"

"You make money to pay for hospitalization for the rest of your life, right?"

If Su Muqiu were Ye Xiu's mother, his heart would be broken.The body is the capital of the revolution. No matter what you do, you must ensure your health, not to mention that medical expenses are so expensive, and you may not be cured if you have money. Paying attention to it on weekdays can save a lot of trouble.

Ye Xiu opened his mouth, wanting to point out that Su Muqiu's sudden anger was inexplicable, but could he?Not to mention that he can't do this kind of wolf-hearted thing, just look at Su Muqiu's furious appearance, what if the other party impulsively overturns the table and puts the soup bowl on his head...

And most importantly, quarreling with the man at the helm?Because of the small loss, the chicken was killed and the egg was taken.Having figured this out, Ye Xiu immediately fell silent, bowed his head in silence, and put on an expression of repentance.

Seeing that Ye Xiu seemed to admit his mistake obediently, Su Muqiu, who yelled at him a few times, became embarrassed after a while, struggled for a moment with a straight face, and then softened his tone: "Don't eat in the cafeteria from now on, I will prepare a lunch box for you, although my cook Art is not very good, but at least oil and salt can control..."

"Mu Qiu..." Ye Xiu held the bowl with tears in his eyes, "...can I have a meat dish tonight? Braised pork?"

Su Muqiu roared: "No!"

Days passed day by day, and the common life of the teachers and students stumbled onto the track.

On weekdays, if the two go out at about the same time, they will walk slowly to the school together, and part at the gate of the institute. If the time for get off work and get out of class coincides, they will walk home together.And Ye Xiu also switched from the unshakable canteen food to bringing his own lunch box. The group of students who were most affected were those students who squatted secretly in the canteen before the exam, planning to get close to getting relationship points with Teacher Ye── Teacher Ye's students. The whereabouts are becoming more and more unpredictable, what kind of "coincidence" is this!Are you going to the toilet to block him?

As for the direct attack on the fixed refresh point, I rushed into the office to drink tea and chat with BOSS Ye, who was sitting in a big leather chair and slowly pushing his glasses... This result is no different from the whiteboard trumpet with a 20-player high-level dungeon. Two words: looking for death.

──Or replace it with death, and read it as a fool.

Why is it so difficult to make a good impression on the teacher... Half of the people were foaming lamentably, and most of these people had failed at all or were about to fail.

By the way, who is cooking for Teacher Ye?The other half gossiped excitedly, could it be that there is spring on the high mountains?Who is it that picks the flowers of Gaoling?

Su Muqiu in the tea room sneezed inexplicably.

"Are you okay?" The person next to him handed him a tissue. "The faculty office has a high floor, and the pantry has windows for ventilation. The wind is indeed a little stronger."

"Thank you Senior Wang, no need..." Su Muqiu rubbed his nose.

Wang Jiexi took back the tissue and took a cup to catch hot water.

Su Muqiu pressed the microwave, and the lunch box spun and heated in the small iron box: "Senior Wang, are you doing well after graduation? Come back to visit the teacher?"

"It's okay. I just finished a big case recently, so I took some time to walk around and visit a child of a relative's family. He just started his freshman year this year and came from City B. I'm afraid he won't be used to it."

Su Muqiu immediately thought of the students in the class: "Gao Yingjie?"

Wang Jiexi nodded: "I heard from him that some courses in his class were presided over by Mr. Ye. He has solid practical skills and unambiguous theory, which is very rewarding. I also received a lot of... advice from him back then."

"Is it very rewarding..." Su Muqiu twitched the corners of his mouth, "Advice? He must have tortured him a lot, I understand."

"By the way, Su Muqiu, why are you here? Handing in a paper?"

The microwave stopped with a ding, and Su Muqiu was busy looking for something to get the lunch box, all his thoughts were on this matter, and he answered without thinking: "Bring meals to the family."

"Oh?" Wang Jiexi glanced at Su Muqiu, remembering Su Muqiu's background, but didn't ask further, "Thanks for your hard work."

"Yeah... sorry, I'll take a step first."

"Okay. Keep in touch."

"No problem, goodbye senior!"

Su Muqiu waved goodbye and left along the end of the corridor, but the footsteps stopped quickly.Wang Jiexi stood in the tea room, turned slightly sideways, changed to a position where he could see the corridor and looked out, only to see Su Muqiu knocking on the door of a certain office with a lunch box in his hands.

The door opened quickly, revealing Teacher Ye's face.

But that was not the calm and calm Mr. Ye that everyone was familiar with. At this moment, he had a sad expression on his face, and he was pawing at the door pitifully. Wang Jiexi hesitated for a few seconds, almost thinking that he had admitted the wrong person.

"I'm so hungry..." Teacher Ye leaned on the door frame.

Su Muqiu, who was chatting with Wang Jiexi in a friendly voice just now, frowned, and opened his mouth in disgust: "It's right, who told you to forget to take your lunch out in the morning? It's all ready for you, put it on the table and forget it."

"Yeah... ouch, it's still hot!" Ye Xiu talked about him from left to right, and leaned over to Su Muqiu's side to take his lunch, but was patted away by the latter.

"Don't touch it, it's hot." Su Muqiu said, "If it's not hot enough, can you microwave it? If I find out that you eat cold rice, just wait for a week to drink white porridge with pickled radish."

"Good good. Improve, definitely improve."

"What to improve? Don't eat cold food, or don't let me find out next time?"

Wang Jiexi heard Ye Xiu cough lightly, and seemed to step aside to open the door: "Mu Qiu, have you eaten yet?"

Su Muqiu was annoyed: "I rushed over to deliver food after class at 12 o'clock, guess if I ate."

"Come in, I just received a box of cakes, let's eat together."

"Cake? Where did it come from?" Su Muqiu asked, walking into the office without hesitation.

"Given by a graduate, Big Eye Wang, do you know him? It's Wang Jiexi..."

"Oh, I met in the tea room just now..."

When the phone in Wang Jiexi's trouser pocket vibrated, Ye Xiu's office door slammed shut.

He picked up the phone and left with a glass of water.

"Yingjie? Yes, I'm still here in the office."

"No need, let's gather at the door."

"You just have a question and want to ask Teacher Ye?" Wang Jiexi glanced meaningfully at the closed office door, "It's not convenient for him now..."

"His 'family' came to see him for dinner."

Ye Xiu was busy in the office all afternoon, and he stayed until evening before he knew it.Su Muqiu had no class after three o'clock in the afternoon, and Ye Xiu didn't expect the other party to wait for him outside the door, so he put on his coat, put his bags between his hands, locked the door and left.

When he got home, Su Muqiu's shoes were on the side, the door was closed, there was a slit of light from underneath, and there was a vague voice coming out, maybe he was talking on the phone.

Ye Xiu knocked on the door, telling Su Muqiu that he was home. He took off his coat and went into his room to turn on the computer.

□□After the automatic login, the message prompt jumps crazily.

The person who received the message was Jun Moxiao’s account, and the group under the umbrella posted a new announcement, writing that Qiu Musu was haunting his official YY, and asked everyone to quickly bring something that can record, and set off immediately to catch Musu who hadn’t seen him for a long time greatly.

When Ye Xiu stepped on the link to enter the channel, Qiu Musu was talking about some interesting things in the CV circle.He has a good relationship with Troubled Night Rain, and he doesn't show any mercy when it comes to dark history. Even when Troubled Night Rain first entered the circle, he made the protagonist Gong Shengsheng into cannon fodder, which made everyone laugh.

"Huh? Let's see who's here." Qiu Musu suddenly changed the subject, with a smile in his voice, "Mo Xiao, welcome home."

Ye Xiu took a look, only to realize that he was on Lord Grim's account, and with a flick of his fingertips, he tapped send.

Lord Grim under the umbrella: Yes.

After answering, before he had time to ask the other girls in the group what Qiu Musu had been doing all afternoon, in the blink of an eye, Qiu Musu had decisively carried him to the wheat and the yellow horse.

Under the umbrella, Huaijun is Qiu Ye: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !Master Musu gently put on Mrs. Jun's coat!yellow horse! !Sprinkle flowers!

Dou Bai under the umbrella: Throw a bouquet!

The crescent moon under the umbrella: Throw hydrangeas!

Sugar-only doctrine under the umbrella: a hundred years of good cooperation~~Welcome home~~

Qiu Musu laughed loudly: "But you are so excited to wear a yellow jacket? Smile, do you want to tell everyone how you feel?"

Junxi Musu under the umbrella: Smile!

Xiao and Hua under the umbrella: Smile!

Jun Moxiao under the umbrella: Smile!

Leaves Falling Under the Umbrella: Upstairs...Σ(*☉д☉)

Ye Xiu had listened to "Thousands of Machines" before, and remembered that when he was the late Lord Grim, he had spoken in the play a few years ago, and he used the voice of the lecture now, although it was only a sentence.Now Qiu Musu asked him on the microphone, Ye Xiu did not shirk, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he pressed F2 calmly: "How do you feel?"

"Yes."

"Well, thank you, Your Majesty."

Charming red under the umbrella: Hey

Flowers falling under the umbrella: ... huh? !

Fish tank water under the umbrella: Mr. Da...!

Under the Umbrella のHuaijun belongs to Autumn Night: What a cool voice from Su! ! ! ! !Is it right! !Shuangqiu CP or something, it's so weak!

Umbrella のLuciR: Ah, ah, Mrs. Qiuye is right, oh, oh, is Qiujun still accepting people!

Umbrella の has converted to Qiujun religion: Where can I get the teaching materials?

Under the Umbrella の秋下君歌: Any drama by Qiu Musu is a teaching material! STAFF list, late binding~~

Umbrella の Su Wo: Enough about Mr. Qiu, every CV says hello to the post-stage, do you all want to talk to each other?Yiye Dashen is currently married by the media who spread the red carpet.

The text channel was happily swiped up, one side was busy distributing teaching materials, the other side was busy pinching CP, it was lively and lively.Qiu Musu burst out laughing when she saw that the Ming media was getting married, and she had no intention of stopping it, and occasionally mixed up a few sentences, such as "I think Yiye is very good" and "Qiu Jun sounds good", just fearing that the world will not be chaotic.

After arguing for a while, Qiu Musu laughed so hard that she turned on the mic and said, "Okay, let Jun Da play with you, I'll go first."

Everyone immediately dropped that point, and tried their best to persuade him to stay: "Master, wait a minute! Don't leave!" ! ! [Erkang hand]

Qiu Musu regretted: "I can't help it, I'm going to cook. When the time comes, there will be no food to eat, and some people will make trouble."

Umbrella の Orange Orange Mudeng: Oops... I made up the picture of Ruan Mengshou rolling on the sofa... Ahhh!

The cloaked horse under the umbrella: "Mmm... Musu... I'm hungry..." "Baby, come on, open your legs, I'll feed you..."

Umbrella のH Dafa is good: "Ah! Don't...um! Enough!" "Hehe, that's not what your little mouth said..."

Umbrella の系色堂: Wait a minute, am I the only one who cares about the fact that there is someone in Musu? ! ~~~(/ToT)/~~~

Qiu Musu comforted: "I will come up often in the future, everyone get along well, don't make trouble, promise me, okay?"

Ye Xiu supported the earphones, thinking that Qiu Musu was very skilled at comforting this girl, but after careful consideration, he realized something was wrong. If his tone was a little more irritable, and his words were more aggressive, wouldn't it be Su Muqiu who always yelled at him, "Don't Make trouble for me!"?No wonder he is so proficient, and Ye Xiu feels familiar...

Everyone reluctantly replied, Qiu Musu said a few words of comfort, and then withdrew.

Jun Moxiao, who was behind him, started the wheat sequence automatically, and the atmosphere was a little tense for a while.

Jun Moxiao has been famous for many years, and the notes posted on the nickname with the "late master" are "extremely cold" and "reticent", molesting each other?They don't have the ability to do this yet, and a strong late game is always harder to find than a CV, and if you piss off someone, you're making trouble for your master.

As if seeing hundreds of pairs of innocent eyes staring at him eagerly through this silence, Ye Xiu took the initiative to say: "Hmm... I wonder what Qiu Musu will cook at night? Are you looking forward to it?"

expect!Quite looking forward to it!Everyone picked up the conversation, brushed up all kinds of dishes, and regarded Qiu Musu as the reincarnation of the chef.

"Bourgogne red wine stewed beef? Thang Long dumplings? You guys overestimated him..."

Umbrella の石水月: I'm hungry...sucking my saliva.

FILM034 under the umbrella: I think of it!Do you want to sing with a smile?

"Sing?" Ye Xiu smiled slightly, "I don't sing."

Everyone frantically swiped: The ear is pregnant!The beauty smiles and the glacier melts the snow!You can chant without singing!

"Oh? Do you want a post-reading line?"

Everyone shouted: Yes! ! !

"Okay, I'll just read a few sentences, and I'm going to eat later."

Ye Xiu thought for a while, clicked on the Thousand Machines document that he had moved to the desktop, picked a paragraph at random, and read it slowly without warning: "──Okay. Today's lesson is over."

He changed his tone and brought lightness and innocence: "Hey, today's homework is to use time to mention a poem. I am the worst at this. Ah, Ah Qiu, did you write this?"

"No! Don't, don't look! Give it back to me!"

"...I hope there will be years to look back on, and we will live together with deep affection." Ye Xiu was surprised, but also slightly moved, "Is this...for...someone?"

"Do not……"

He approached Mai, cautiously, and asked softly, "Will it be... for me?"

At this moment, Ye Xiu paused for a while, and then recited the next sentence firmly and resolutely: "...Yes."

With only one voice, he played three roles only by adjusting his tone and changing the way of pronouncing words: the dragon in the dragon—the private school teacher with only one line, the main attacker and the main receiver.

In particular, the sentence "I hope there will be years" reads full of charm and leaves a fragrance on the cheeks and teeth.Some people could hear the shyness from Ye Xiu's lines, some could hear the surprise, some could hear the sense of loss and feeling...

The public screen was silent.

Ye Xiu touched the screen, and looked at the characters in the script that he had filled in back then.

It can be regarded as a commemoration.

"Thousands of Machines" may be just a little-known radio drama, but it is the starting point of CV Qiu Musu and later Jun Moxiao.He recalled some trivial things back then, and when he heard Su Muqiu knocking on the door, he quickly regained his senses, understood that it was a signal for dinner, and pressed X to close the channel without paying attention to whether the comments on the channel were good or bad.

At this moment, the beep sounded, and Ye Xiu wondered what kind of message Qiu Musu was sending at this time, but he didn't expect that it was someone he didn't know very well.

... Boundless Sea?

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6.30 60 minutes in the middle of the night Keyword [May there be years to look back on, and grow old together with affection]