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January 24, 2024 at 12:15 PM

Qiaoqiao, yes you are neighbours and all but since when do neighbours kiss and hug each other so frequently lmao 😅 Really looking forward to see how the author gets them together, considering they are so wifey sticky in Jiang Yu's story haha

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Chapter 21: EntangledSource: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255The call was cut with no warning, Lu Zhiqiao's heart also trembled, she held the phone tightly to her ear, and did not move, her eyebrows wrinkled slightly, feeling a little guilty for no reason.  After a while, she put down her phone and rubbed the space between her eyebrows with her index finger. "Who has been harassing you again?" The man in the driver's seat turned his head. He had a chiseled face with a refined smile on the corners of his eyes and as gentle as jade. Lu Zhiqiao took down her hand, tilted her head and smiled: "No, this is a friend." "Ah, I remembered that you used to lie to me like that." "After all, I didn't know you well at that time." "What about now?" "We're kinda familiar, I guess." "Kinda?" Lu Zhiqiao didn't answer, picking up the phone to poke him on the shoulder: "Concentrate on driving." "Okay." The scenery outside the window goes past them at a constant speed. The road is wide and busy because it is a main road in the city. There is a speed limit, so the car cannot go too fast. After crossing the fifth intersection, they turn left and drive straight, the vehicles on the road gradually become scarce, and the buildings on both sides of the street are now all low-rise bungalows. The sports car picked up speed very fast, the man pressed a bit on the gas, and the trees on the side of the street flew past, Lu Zhiqiao had to grab the armrest. Not much later, a lake appeared in the field of vision, a wide area, but because of the season, the original lush woods along the coast are now with bare branches. At first glance, it looked depressed and desolate. Rounding the lake, the car slowed down and finally stopped in front of a courtyard gate. Angel Island. The two got out of the car, opened the trunk, took out boxes that were full of stuff, and went in together... It was already dark when they came back, and parked at the gate of the complex. Lu Zhiqiao thought about going home to cook, and after saying goodbye to her friend, she went in at a hurried pace. The night was cold and windy, and the cold air penetrated straight into her clothes. The streetlight stretched her shadow long and projected it on the concrete behind her. The surroundings were quiet, and the sound of footsteps in heeled shoes was especially noticeable. She fastened her pace, entered the elevator and pressed the button to her floor. Going up to the ninth floor, as soon as the elevator door opened, the corridor sensor light also turned on. Lu Zhiqiao is used to walking towards her home, she was about to take out the key to open the door but her hand suddenly stopped, turned around, looking across the 902's closed door, the suppressed guilt came up again, stirring in her heart. She lied to Qi Yan. For more than a month, they have been getting along with each other, seeing each other every day, whether they are going to and leaving work or buying groceries and throwing away garbage, they always bump into each other once in a while. They are nextdoor neighbors, meeting each other is unavoidable. But in the past two days, forget seeing each other, there was even no news on WeChat, and thinking about what Qi Yan said when she left that night, in a half-joking and half-serious tone, she became more and more uneasy. On one hand, if she offended the teacher, her daughter might not have a good time at school in the next three years. On the other hand, Qi Yan has helped her many times, and she owes her a lot of favors. It doesn't seem right either emotionally or rationally She wanted to ask her daughter how Teacher Qi was doing at school, but the embarrassment of being accidentally caught that night made her swallow the words that came to her mouth repeatedly, and it dragged on for several days. She doesn't remember how many times she clicked on Qi Yan's WeChat box and how many times she composed a text and edited, but none of them was sent. The sensor light went out. The surroundings suddenly fell into darkness, and Lu Zhiqiao, who was immersed in her thoughts, was taken aback, raised her hand to find support from the wall, felt the cold touch from her fingertips, and shivered. Suddenly, 902 door opened, and the sensor light lit up, blending with the light from the room. Qi Yan came out with two bags of garbage, saw the person standing there motionless, froze for a moment, the corners of her mouth picked up a sarcastic smile: "Finished working overtime? Lu Zhiqiao's lips moved, wanting to say something but then stopped, vainly lowered her eyes and did not speak. Her mind was in a mess, with countless bubbles like boiling water. She had dealt with all kinds of customers for so many years, her eloquence and doing things smoothly like she used to, became useless in front of  Qi Yan.  What kind of person is Qi Yan?  How should she deal with such a person?  How does she maintain their existing relationship without getting too close? She doesn't have a clue. Seeing that she did not say anything, Qi Yan just took it as a yes, smiled mockingly and did not ask further questions. She walked leisurely into the stairwell, threw the two bags of trash into the large bucket, clapped her hands, turned around and walked back. "Teacher Qi..." She halted. Teacher Qi, Teacher Qi, Teacher Qi, every day, Teacher Qi, always Teacher Qi. The woman would die if she called her by her name.  Qi Yan was sarcastic, but she was looking forward to what she would say next. Would she confess? That she lied to her. "I didn't mean to drive you away that night, nor did I not welcome you..." Lu Zhiqiao looked at her quietly, her heart was thumping in her throat, and a thin layer of sweat broke out from her palms. Qi Yan turned sideways and interrupted: "That's all?" “?” “……” Those eyes were confused, and the black tear mole at the corner of her eyes showed innocence. It was no longer the clear and cold look when they first met, as if they were oppressed by something and had to compromise. They only floated on the surface, as for the deepest part, she was in a mess to clearly see. Qi Yan tilted her head and looked at her for a few seconds, the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably, then she suddenly smiled and said, "It's okay, I was joking, I forgot about it until you mentioned." Her palm relaxed quickly, and the curled five fingers stretched out little by little. "By the way, I thought about this and I think it's necessary to tell you about it." Qi Yan noticed her small movements, her throat tightened, coughed lightly twice and continued without changing her expression: "The reason I took Lu Wei out that day was because ......" She briefly talked about what happened in Math class, and her tone became strange as she spoke. "Adolescence is very critical. The body develops rapidly, but it is not yet weaned psychologically. A child at this age has great mood swings. What kinds of people and things she encounters may affect her for the rest of her life. You usually need to give her more encouragement and a sense of security. And as a teacher, I can only do so much. I will try my best, but I still need the cooperation of the parents." "Also, I'm a person who distinguishes between public and private. No matter how many personal grievances there are, I won't take my anger out on my students. You can rest assured." Lu Zhiqiao listened quietly, watching the light in her eyes go out little by little, the arc of her mouth slowly flattened, her cold and charming face seemed to be covered with a layer of cold concrete, stiff and gray. "Well, good night." Qi Yan said politely, turning around and going inside. The door closed so lightly that one wondered if it was actually locked. Lu Zhiqiao stood stiffly, her curled fingers gripping her palm tightly. After standing for an unknown amount of time, the sensor lights went out, and the surroundings fell into chaotic darkness again. Only the display screen on the elevator floor emitted a faint red light. The outline of her figure was gradually blurred in the darkness, with a sense of loneliness. After a while, she moved her numb legs, took a few steps forward, raised her hand and knocked on the door of 902. The sensor light turned on again, and the darkness was instantly dispelled by the light. After knocking several times in a row, the door opened. Qi Yan's slender figure appeared behind the door with a cold face: "Is there something wrong?"  "I'm sorry." Lu Zhiqiao looked into her eyes and said in a low voice, "I lied to you today." "I know." Qi Yan said, "I saw it." "What?" "I saw you getting into that car." Lu Zhiqiao widened her eyes in astonishment, and before she could say anything, she was dragged into the room by a force. She staggered and the door slammed heavily in her ears, Suddenly, her back was pressed against the cold wall, and her lips were covered with warmth.  Without any entanglement or provocation, with a savage and strong breath of raw intrusion, the round and flat big white buttons on her sweater were pulled apart effortlessly... <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/03/ch-20-there-are-always-teachers-who.html" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: normal;"><span style="color: #1155cc; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><<PREV</a> | <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/03/there-are-always-teachers-who-want-to.html" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: normal;"><span style="color: #1155cc; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">TOC</a> |  <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/03/index.html" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: normal;"><span style="color: #1155cc; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">INDEX</a> | <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/03/ch-22-there-are-always-teachers-who.html">NEXT>></a>

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