Du Qian was a little annoyed, and pushed him away, "What are you doing!" ”

Yue Mo seemed to reveal helplessness between her eyebrows, took the water cup in her hand and put it on the table, and took out two pieces of paper and put them in her palm.

He still remembered Du Qian's habits, and the last thing she liked was getting her hands wet.

"You look back and decide if you want to sit down or not." Yue Mo raised his chin to signal her.

Du Qian frowned and looked back, there were sofa pillows and clothes behind her, what's wrong...... Is it?

Just as she pondered his words over and over again, the black clothes suddenly opened a pair of eyes, followed by a "meow".

Du Qian was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look at Yue Mo and said with difficulty, "Eggplant? ”

Yue Mo sighed, and the helplessness between Fang Cai's eyebrows fell on his eyes, deepening a little, "It's always like this, when I first picked it up, I thought it was clothes, and it bit me when I picked it up." ”

"Oh...... I'm sorry......" Du Qian apologized in a whisper.

"It's okay, change your clothes quickly, the weather is too cold, and your body bones are already weak."

Du Qian blinked, "You...... You should change it soon, and it's even worse if two people catch a cold together. ”

Yue Mowaner: "Got it. ”

Du Qian lowered her head and picked up the unknown eggplant, and flew upstairs.

Yue Mo pulled the piece of fabric that was stuck to his body, smiled to himself, and turned to go upstairs.

Du Qian changed into a dress in three or two times, a loose knitted long skirt, the neckline is a round neck, and the delicate collarbone and fair skin make people can't take their eyes off.

The eggplant lay on her shoulder and made a "gurgling" sound, which was a little funny.

Du Qian lay on the bed, picked up the script that was going to join the group next month and started to do her homework, Eggplant lay on her belly on her back, and was scratched twice by her from time to time.

This script is a big production with a science fiction theme, and the plot is also novel, and Du Qian liked it at a glance.

Yue Mo knocked at the door, "Qianqian, the meal is ready." ”

Du Qian was biting the tip of the pen, circled the script, and subconsciously replied: "Okay, I'll come right away." ”

So Teacher Yue went downstairs and sat down at the dining table to wait.

For about ten minutes, the eggplant fart ran down and circled around Yuemo's feet, and there was no shadow of Du Qian.

Yue Mo bent down, the eggplant rubbed up, screamed several times, let it rub on his fingers, twisted his eyebrows and asked softly, "Where is Mom?" ”

The eggplant stopped and blinked, and called twice in the direction of the upstairs.

Yue Mo didn't think it understood, this little fat man obviously saw that he was at the point, so he ran down to ask for food.

He got up and poured some cat food into the eggplant's food box, pinched its little ears, and turned to go upstairs.

He stood at the door, knocked on the door twice, and never responded, frowning even deeper, "Qianqian, open the door." ”

No one answered.

A thought flashed through his mind, knowing that the possibility was so small that it could almost be ignored at the first time, but it still made his heart palpitate instantly, and he pushed the door open directly regardless of it.

Du Qian didn't lock it, he went in easily, walked in quickly, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the picture in front of him.

Du Qian lay on the bed, breathing evenly, her chin was against a Pikachu doll, the pen in her hand was not covered, and the pen and ink melted into the white paper and blurred a large piece.

It seems to be asleep.

Yue Mo walked over, took out the pen from her palm, caught a glimpse of the script under her hand, frowned, took it out and flipped it twice, and put it on the side.

He held her chin and pulled Pikachu aside, picked her up, lifted the covers, and covered her.

Du Qian woke up when he moved like this, but he was not fully awake, his eyes opened a little, and he blinked: "Yue Mo ......"

Yue Mo unbuttoned her coat and answered in a low voice.

Du Qian pouted and let him take off his coat, and muttered again: "I'm so hungry." ”

"Well, there's food down there, do you want to eat it?" Yue Mo glanced at her face.

Du Qian nodded, and was silent.

Yue Mo also thought that she would definitely not be willing to move, so she lowered her eyes and smiled.

She was willing to talk to him, so what's so bad?

After taking off her socks, Yuemo wrapped her in the quilt again and was about to leave.

Du Qian spoke again.

"Teacher Yue......" There was a cry in her voice.

Yue Mo turned around, she was lying on the bed, her eyes were only a little open, and she was filled with tears, and she didn't know whether she was awake or half-asleep.

Probably half-asleep and half-awake.

Moon meditates. If Du Qian was really awake, it is estimated that she would not shout "Teacher Yue" or anything like that, she was not big or small when she had not graduated, and she only shouted Teacher Moon in a few.

On the contrary, after graduating, she loves to shout these.

"Hug." She was full of aggrieved crying, which almost made Yue Mo's heart stagnate, and her breathing was a little sluggish and heavy.

He paused for two or three seconds, but the person behind him didn't make a sound, but he pulled out the hand in his pocket, walked over, bent down and stared at her, and asked softly, "Do you still want to hug it?" ”

Du Qian sniffed and first reached out and put her arms around his neck.

Yue Mo froze in place, his brain was extremely rare and blank for a few minutes, and he was pressed against her soft body, and it seemed that even his body was surrounded by that sweet smell, and dizziness surged up.

Speechless for a minute, Du Qian's hand holding him gradually lost his strength, and when his body slowly slid down, he was slightly forced by his hand and hugged back.

Du Qian's head moved, and he didn't speak anymore at all, only hearing the sound of shallow breathing reaching his ears, accompanied by hot steam.

"Silly girl." Yue Mo chuckled in a low voice.

His...... Silly girl.

Yue Mo sat down on the head of the bed and covered her with the quilt, and some memories came to his heart like a tide, invading the harbor of his consciousness.

It was just right outside, the rare sun shone on the balcony, and the white curtains were blown up, pulling back many, many years ago.

For the first time, she hit the picture in his heart.

At that time, the girl was still immature, some of them were fat, her long hair was fluttering, and she loved to run around, and every time she could see the long hair flying in his sight.

She took the lunch box, poked her head out of the door of his office, met his gaze, but still knocked on the door seriously, coughed lightly, stared at the note in her hand and asked softly, "Is it Professor Yuemo?" I'm here to deliver food. ”

He later asked her why she didn't recognize him, but she complained that he was sitting against the light.

It wasn't until she approached that Yue Mo was recognized by her, and she was slowly surprised, and said in surprise: "Yue Mo...... Teacher? You're not...... Art teacher? ”

"Art is just a hobby."

Although he admitted it, the surprise in his heart was no less than hers.

"Why are you here to deliver food?"

Du Qian suddenly became a little nervous: "My brother asked me to come...... He was beaten back by my mother on a blind date. ”