Fang Zhe regretted not rescuing her, but regretting letting Bai Li drink. Facts have proved that, as the goddess of teachers in the Chinese Department of Songjiang University, she can still go crazy when drunk. The problem is that she only drank three beers in total.
, and then started going crazy.
When it comes to alcoholism, there are many forms. There are people who stop people on the street asking for apples, there are people who have a broken voice but want to sing, etc. Baili's way of alcoholism is quite special, she dances ballet.
"Fang Zhe, let me tell you, in order to celebrate that I got rid of that white-eyed wolf, I will dance a ballet. Let me tell you, I started learning ballet when I was six years old. If it weren't for my family's objections, they would force me to study seriously.
In college, I might become a dancer."
From flushing all over her face, to her neck, to her hands and even her whole body. The stimulation of alcohol on Bai Li was unexpectedly strong.
The question is, if you dance ballet in a pair of high heels, what kind of trouble are you going to make?
"Teacher Bai, can we celebrate in a different way?" Fang Zhe hurriedly stopped her. Bai Li pushed Fang Zhe away hard and walked briskly in the corridor. Then, the heel of her shoe broke.
The result was of course a tragedy. At the beginning, Bai Li groaned and sat down on the ground. Did you see? Her feet were sprained.
Fang Zhe helplessly stepped forward to help her up, but he never thought that Bai Li would hold his neck tightly with both hands.
It's embarrassing. It's really embarrassing. It's quite hard to break away. It's not a problem to just continue to hold her.
"Teacher Bai, Teacher Bai..." Fang Zhe tried to wake her up, but Bai Li closed her eyes and fell asleep hugging Fang Zhe tightly. Bai Li had a dream, in which she returned to her girlhood, at home.
On a warm bed, I slept on the bed holding the big stuffed animal that my father brought back from abroad.
In the end, Fang Zhe could only give up and sit on the ground and sing "That Night". Well, it was afternoon now, dusk had arrived, and the setting sun on the horizon was dyed red like rouge. Baili's sleeping posture changed from standing to sitting, with her hands always clasped
It was tight for Fang Zhe. It was windy upstairs, so Fang Zhe had to find a corner to sit. This process was naturally carried out by walking over.
Not to mention the process from embarrassment to suffering, when the lights first came on, Bai Li finally woke up. She blinked, blinked again, and then jumped up as if her butt was on fire. Unexpectedly, her legs were numb after sitting for a long time, so she sat back down, her hands
Instinctively, he hugged Fang Zhe again.
Fang Zhe, who had endured it for two hours, closed his eyes and did not look at the monster in front of him. In fact, Fang Zhe really wanted to ask, teacher, why do you have to hold something while sleeping?
After a while, Bai Li struggled to stand up. Looking at Fang Zhe, who still had his eyes closed, she couldn't help but smile. Well, what a simple boy, how nice. By the way, what did he do here?
No matter how stupid he was at this time, Bai Li realized that he had been deceived. It should be that he felt that his behavior was wrong, so he deceived himself. This was the truth Bai Li imagined.
"Are all the things you said true?" Bai Li asked again uncertainly, and Fang Zhe nodded: "They are all true. But I have remembered what the teacher advised me. Suffering is temporary, and light will come.
In front of you, the teacher’s drinking ability is not good, so don’t drink anymore.”
Fang Zhe tried hard to make his expression and tone more sincere and look real. Because of this, Bai Li would feel better.
"Oh, teacher actually rarely drinks. Well, thank you for that. I won't drink again in the future."
"Drinking a little red wine appropriately before going to bed can help you sleep and protect your skin."
"Really? How do you even understand this? Oh!" Bai Li frowned in pain, her feet sprained and she couldn't walk.
Fang Zhe looked at Bai Li silently and slowly squatted down. There are rare moments in life when just one look at you makes your heart beat. Just like the song goes, it's just because I took one more look at you in the crowd.
In her previous life, Bai Li was the person of the opposite sex who made Fang Zhe's heart flutter at the sight of her. As of now, she doesn't know the future.
In the past, Bai Li was a married woman, so even if Fang Zhe was moved, he could only watch from a distance. In this life, Fang Zhe could not find that kind of heartbeat feeling, and he seemed extremely calm when facing Bai Li.
.Fang Zhe knew that there was nothing wrong with him, and that the suffering just now came from a strong physiological reaction.
"Teacher, do I think I am Zhu Bajie?" Fang Zhe asked suddenly. Bai Li leaned against her broad and solid back, feeling a sense of security, and was unprepared for this sudden question.
"Why Zhu Bajie?" Bai Li even took the initiative to compliment her. Fang Zhe smiled and said, "Because Zhu Bajie is carrying his wife on his back."
"Are you asking for a fight? Are you even teasing the teacher?" Bai Li blushed, knowing that it would be difficult for the two of them to have anything to do with each other.
"Let's lighten the atmosphere. Don't talk during the whole journey. Teacher, you are such a tired and silly boy."
"Hahaha!" The laughter finally became real, and the knot in my heart went away.
Fortunately, it was dark, and I didn't meet anyone along the way. I took the key and opened the door and entered the house. It was a two-bedroom apartment of 60 square meters, with a kitchen and bathroom.
"This house is quite small." Fang Zhe put Bai Li down and panted. She was 1.7 meters tall, weighing less than 100 pounds. She was covered with sweat all the way back.
Bai Li was a little embarrassed and jumped on one foot to get a towel: "Wipe it off." After that, she fell down on the single sofa.
Fang Zhe wiped it randomly, and a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose.
"Is there any safflower oil at home?" Fang Zhe looked around, and Bai Li said from behind: "There is some in the drawer of the desk in the bedroom on the left." Fang Zhe went in and took a look, and saw a small bed and a desk.
Like a woman's boudoir.
After taking out the safflower oil, Bai Li had already taken off her shoes, and Fang Zhe squatted in front of her: "Where does it hurt?"
"Just keep it, yes, that's it. Just be gentle."
"If it's too light, it won't work, so you have to heat it up."
"Hey...it hurts."
"Be honest and don't shrink..."
Someone opened the door, Fang Zhe stopped and looked back. A young female teacher was standing at the door. It was a matter of perspective. Her face turned red at just a glance. So open? This is the living room.
"Well, you continue, I'm leaving."
"Stop!" Fang Zhe realized that there was a misunderstanding and stood up, holding safflower oil in his hand: "Teacher Bai's foot is crooked."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Wait, this person is a bit unfamiliar." Suspicious eyes probed between Fang Zhe and Bai Li.
"Teacher, you are overthinking this. I am Teacher Bai's student. If I happen to meet him, I will send it back to the teacher."
I have to explain, otherwise who knows what it will turn into? This person seems to have a rich imagination. Fortunately, she is not Fang Zhe's teacher, and this is the first time she has met this person.
The point is that she looks so ordinary that Fang Zhe can't bear to use the word "ugly", especially since the fire of gossip is burning in her eyes, which makes Fang Zhe even less attractive.
"Okay, Teacher Bai, I'm leaving." Fang Zhe had to leave.
Seeing Fang Zhe disappear, Bai Li said "ouch" again.