Love Private Possession: Chapter 29
When Lu Ya was in university, some students had a good relationship with the teacher, and even went to the teacher's house to have dinner and chat. When she heard the news, she was a little shocked, because she hadn't thought about the fact that the teacher and the students? Become good friends.
So now she feels that Sang Qingxu's training method is very correct. If she really wants to be free from fear, then she and Sang Qingxu can get along as "friends" instead of students.
Of course, it's not just Sang Qingxu who is a teacher, but she has graduated, and there are no other teachers to practice.
So Lu Ya replied to Sang Qingxu: [Okay. 】
She has already taken the medicine, but her head is getting heavier and heavier, and the ability to think about how to call Sang Qingxu seems to be gone. She insisted on sending a message to Guanshu and fell into a deep sleep.
The medicine started to take effect, and she couldn't stand it anymore.
She slept until early ten o'clock in the morning. Tomorrow is the last day of work before the National Day, but she asked the leader for leave early last night due to her illness.
Meng Qu has already gone to work, and sent her a lot of messages.
For example, there is porridge on the table for takeaway in the morning, for example, remember to drink plenty of hot water and take medicine.
Lu Ya replied one by one first, and then clicked on the chat dialog box with Sang Qingxu.
【feelling better? 】Sang Qingxu's greeting is very simple.
The corner of Lu Ya's mouth was pursed, and he blinked, and the ultra-clear video from last night automatically played in front of his eyes.
I have to say that looking back now, the heartbeat at that time still has serious traces.
Lu Ya brushed her hair, and then seriously replied: [It's much better, Teacher Sang. 】
After sending it, she realized that she habitually called "Teacher Sang" again, and when she was about to withdraw it, Sang Qingxu's reply letter had already arrived on her mobile phone.
【fine?. 】
[You need to take your time. 】
Lu Ya understood that Sang Qing was talking about her address just now? She breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of her lips raised.
Then she turned her gaze and saw the photo of Qi Ming's to signed on the table, her smile became brighter, and she typed a line: [Mr. Sang, thank you again for sending me Qi Ming's to sign! 】
【Do you like her very much? 】
[Yes, I like her very much, I went there just for her last night. 】
Sang Qingxu on the other end of the phone frowned, hesitated for a while with her fingertips, typed a single word and sent it: [OK. 】
No co-authorship at all? Because of myself.
But after thinking about it seriously, I feel that this is impossible? After all, the relationship between myself and Lu Ya is just like that.
So ordinary, so ordinary.
Now it's the break time after class, and the office is a bit noisy. Seeing that Lu Ya is not there, Sang Qingxu returns the message and puts the phone aside.
Just as Tang Yan came out of the bathroom, she wiped her hands and looked at Sang Qingxu with a smile: "Mr. Sang, let me treat you to dinner at noon today. Thank you for helping my sister-in-law get Qi Ming's autograph."
"No need, Teacher Tang." Sang Qingxu showed a shallow smile, "I still have some other things at noon."
Tang Yan didn't insist: "Okay, then? Teacher Sang will agree next time."
Another teacher in the office suddenly looked up at Sang Qingxu: "Mr. Sang, you are angry again."
"I even saw your host video last night when I checked Douyin."
"There are more than 500,000 likes!"
Tang Yan immediately leaned over: "Where is it? Teacher Zhang, I'll take a look too."
Tang Yan has been at the school for nearly a month, and she has gotten along well with the teachers in the office, so Teacher Zhang also showed her the interface.
After a while, Tang Yan's eyes lit up: "Mr. Sang, you are amazing."
"Thank you." Sang Qingxu was already used to such scenes.
Tang Yan knew enough was enough, so she didn't continue to boast, but talked about other things.
Lu Ya doesn't play Douyin, but she also saw pictures and videos related to Sang Qingxu on Weibo. Didn't she just swipe through them as before, but clicked one by one to look at them.
Sang Qingxu’s host last night had no flaws at all? No, she had a decent smile, a dignified demeanor, and a voice that made people love it.
There were screams in the forwarding and comments, and some comments made Lu Ya frowned.
[It's this teacher again, hype? 】
[Have you ever seen a beautiful woman in reality? Is this worth your orgasm? 】
[This female teacher has such an influence on the male students that she is suggested to be expelled from the school. 】
Although such comments were drowned out by praises and compliments, they were particularly dazzling. Lu Ya selectively recalled a piece of the past—
[Your presence here affects us surfing the Internet so much, it is recommended to have a funeral immediately. 】
Lu Ya is right? Her cognition has always been clear, she is not a soft persimmon.
What's more, Sang Qingxu is now so serious about helping herself out of the haze, then? She replied? A Weibo scolding these foam-headed people, no problem?
Thinking of this, Lu Ya suddenly became a little frustrated.
She clearly remembered her heartbeat last night, even more clearly than the previous time.
But…
Sang Qingxu is a straight daughter.
Ever since Lu Ya knew that she likes girls, she hasn't liked a straight girl once. Before, she didn't like anyone. Later, she came into contact with this circle, and all the people she knew were of the same kind. It's not that she keeps a distance from the daughter, but she didn't think that she would be injured and fell down when the straight daughter was injured like A Ke and the others.
Mistake now.
Is there no conflict between being friends with Sang Qingxu and staying away from Sang Qingxu? Lu Ya thought seriously.
She wanted to continue training, but she couldn't continue to be tempted by Sang Qingxu.
is it hard?
The answer is obvious: it's as hard as it gets.
Emotion is the most puzzling kind of existence.
Maybe the closer the distance, the more I like it.
Maybe the distance is far, or will it be better? Like it.
There is no way to escape.
Even if some people always say that the heartbeat is just the beginning, and it is far from reaching the level of "like", but in Lu Ya's view, it is only a matter of time.
In terms of whether she can be tempted by Sang Qingxu, Lu Ya can be said to be not sure at all.
Thinking of this, Lu Ya lowered his eyelashes again and looked at the phone.
Many people liked her reply just now, and some even replied to her, saying that she scolded well.
Lu Ya parted his lips, letting out a sigh.
Forget it, let's talk.
just in case…
Are those out-of-rhythm heartbeats illusions?
The National Day holiday is coming soon, and Meng Qu started counting down before leaving get off work. After Lu Ya took a nap, he saw Meng Qu and said: 【Ya Ya! Only two hours left! National Day holiday! 】
During the seven-day National Day holiday, Lu Ya had no idea of going out at all, because it would definitely be very crowded.
The current tourism industry in Yuncheng is also developing well. Every time like this, the number of tourists will increase sharply, and the places they like to go will also be liked by tourists.
But not just Meng Qu, Lu Peng also sent a message: [Xiaoya, do you have any plans for the National Day? 】
【No? Yes, bro, what's the matter? 】
[How about we go to a newly opened playground in Yuncheng in two days? Zhao Zhao wants to go. 】
Lu Ya refused: [Brother...]
[You know that I am most afraid of crowds and queues. 】
【Too. 】
【Then it's time to go home and have a meal. Dad will be back soon. 】
Lu Ya knew that Lu Changjun was coming back. Their family group chat wasn't dead, but Lu Changjun hadn't expressed any apology so far. She didn't want to go home: [Let's talk. 】
Lu Peng: [Hey, good. 】
Lu Ya closed his eyes again.
Just get some more sleep.
Did Meng Qu send a message to Lu Ya before he came back? Did he get a reply? He knew that Lu Ya must be sleeping. When it was almost seven o'clock, the door of Lu Ya's room opened.
"How is it? Are you still feeling bad? I'll get you a cup of hot water." It wasn't the first time Meng Qu saw Lu Ya get sick, and he was very familiar with it.
Lu Ya thanked her and sat down on the sofa. Her voice was a little hoarse: "How many rounds are you doing on National Day?"
"Five, one of them is a friend from high school who got married, and I'm going to the wedding." Meng Qu put the cup on the coffee table, "When I have a girlfriend in the future, I'll have a small party with her after we've been together for a long time." For the wedding, call all these friends and classmates who have received my share of money, otherwise I will lose money."
Lu Ya picked up the cup, took a sip of water to moisturize her throat, and then smiled: "They will also have their children's hundred-day party, birthday party, school entrance party, etc."
"Oh shit."
"It's really a big loss."
Meng Qu sighed.
In the next second, Meng Qu changed the topic of the conversation back: "Aren't you going to that newly opened tavern with me tomorrow night? Do you have anything else? arrange?"
"Not yet? Yes." Lu Ya answered truthfully, she didn't even know how the training with Sang Qingxu would be carried out during the National Day.
Meng Qu raised his eyebrows: "Then? Do you want to join us in other rounds? Think about it, you are my friend of the party queen. After being silent for so long, it's time to come out again, Ya Ya."
"I don't mind you 'stealing' my limelight."
The two of them went to quite a few parties together, most of which were Meng Qu and Lu Ya, but it turned out that they generally liked Lu Ya more.
Meng Qu was very resigned to his fate.
No way, who made Lu Ya look so good?
Lu Ya pointed to her neck: "Is my throat good? It won't get better in a week."
Meng Qu slapped his thigh: "Isn't it simple?"
"It would be nice if you had a drink next to you."
Lu Ya opened his mouth, and wanted to say something more, Meng Qu said again: "I beg you, Yaya, go with me, more people will take care of you."
"…Fine."
"I'll go if I can."
Mengqu immediately laughed, got up and went back to the bedroom: "I'll tell my sisters the good news!"
Lu Ya supported his forehead.
Sometimes she really envied Mengqu's vitality.
She picked up the glass and drank water again, didn't she? The glass was empty after a few sips, and the mobile phone that was placed aside just happened to light up.
Lu Ya immediately put down the cup and clicked on the message.
The moment she saw the word "Teacher Sang", did Lu Ya's expectations not come to nothing? She immediately realized that she was exaggerating.
What she should do most is not expect to be Sang Qingxu.
The more you look forward to it, the more you will end, otherwise it will be like being stuck in the mud, and the struggle will only get deeper and deeper.
What Sang Qingxu sent was a question: [Since you like her so much, do you want to see her? 】
It was Qi Ming.
Lu Ya reacted.
[Is she still in Yuncheng? ] Lu Ya was a little surprised, she thought Qi Ming had already rushed to other places, but Qi Ming is also a popular singer, with a lot of announcements.
【Here I am. 】
[Will it be too much trouble for you, Teacher Sang? 】Lu Ya didn't know what kind of background Sang Qingxu had. Subconsciously, he felt that it was difficult to meet Qi Ming.
Sang Qingxu's reply? The reply was quick—
【No trouble. 】
[As long as you don't just want to see her. 】
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