Chapter 169
The quilt was lifted and then covered over their heads. In the small and enclosed space, their foreheads were pressed against each other.
Just like playing house when we were children, hiding under the quilt was the safest world.
"Your estrus period hasn't passed yet, it's just temporarily relieved."
"oh."
"You'll probably catch fire again soon."
"Oh." Jiang Zhinian originally wanted to ask, what should we do then, but after thinking about it, she felt it was too stupid. They were all adults, so she naturally knew what to do.
"What do you think we should do?" He asked her the question with a hint of teasing.
"No, I don't know." Just as she spat out the stupidity of not knowing, the boomerang hit her back, but she had no choice. She couldn't just say, please... me, that would be too embarrassing.
But Shi Ye didn't care. He leaned over and pressed his face against Jiang Zhinian's. "Tell me, there are only two of us under the quilt. No one can hear us."
As if in an instant, the feeling of the drizzle like silk came over her again, and it felt like tens of thousands of ants were crawling in her heart, urging her and forcing her to follow Shi Ye's wishes and say what he wanted to hear.
"You wanted to tell him, too."
"You don't have to be a good girl in front of him."
The devil's whispers are right next to your ears, tempting, corrupting, and sinking. The ruler of desire will not let go of anyone who is contaminated and invaded by love.
…
When Jiang Zhinian woke up again, it was already the morning of the third day.
Her body became lighter and her consciousness regained clarity. She looked back at the empty bed and her face couldn't help but blush.
It was the first time for her to go through the estrus period with someone, and this bed witnessed their two days of madness and passion. She had to admit that although the inhibitors were simple, convenient and had no side effects, in comparison, the company of a partner was more... memorable.
Jiang Zhinian mentally prepared herself again and again, planning to go to the living room to find Shi Ye and have a good chat about the pheromone levels. She really didn't hide it from him on purpose. At first, she wanted to tell him but felt it was unnecessary. Later, she couldn't find the right opportunity. As a result, she kept waiting, and it was inexplicably delayed until now.
Similarly, she also wanted to talk to Shi Ye about his pheromones. She was most afraid that Shi Ye would misunderstand that everything between them was just the attraction of pheromones.
After all, in modern society, there are very few people who can or want to understand these things. Most people think that it is like this anyway, and they are too lazy to figure it out and just follow their feelings.
But she didn't want that.
As soon as I walked into the living room, I realized something was wrong. Shi Ye was no longer at home.
Did he go to the hospital?
Sure enough, there was a fresh sticky note on the refrigerator.
"I have something urgent to do at the hospital, so I'm leaving now. You can rest for a day after you wake up. I've asked for leave for you. Come back and talk to me tonight."
Although the font was the same and even the writing style was similar, Jiang Zhinian could still sense a coldness in the words.
What does Shi Ye want to talk to her about...
If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have fallen asleep so easily last night. At least I should have talked about things while I was feeling the most physically fit and in the best mood. This would have been the best thing for me.
Jiang Zhinian wandered around the house for a few laps, thinking that her body was almost done, so it would be better not to take so many days off. After all, teachers are different from other professions, and she has to be responsible for the students in her class.
When Jiang Zhinian went to the shoe cabinet to get the key, he found another note.
"The previous door lock was broken, so I replaced it with a new lock cylinder. Here's the new key, keep it safe."
The door lock is broken?
Jiang Zhinian took off the old key, replaced it with a new one, and went out with her bag.
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After arriving at school, Jiang Zhinian first went to Teacher Li to cancel her leave, and then asked which teacher had substituted for her before, as she wanted to thank him in person.
"Oh, it's Teacher Yu. She retired a while ago, but the school rehired her to teach the children's calligraphy classes. It just so happened that you took a sudden leave, and the other teachers couldn't schedule classes, so we're troubling her."
Teacher Yu was once a provincial-level special teacher. Before her retirement, she had taught countless people and had an excellent reputation. Every year, students who were admitted to top universities came back to see her.
Jiang Zhinian felt a little embarrassed for having troubled Teacher Yu. "Is Teacher Yu at school now? I want to go and thank her after class."
If it were between ordinary teachers, she would not do this, because everyone will encounter emergencies and there will always be a time to return the favor. But Teacher Yu is different. She has retired, and I can't teach calligraphy lessons on her behalf.
During a break between classes, Jiang Zhinian came to Teacher Yu's office and just happened to catch her coming to work.
"Oh, you must be Teacher Xiao Jiang."
"Yes, Mr. Yu, I came here specifically to thank you."
Teacher Yu, with his white hair, looked energetic and amiable. “What are you thanking me for? I should thank you for giving me the opportunity to stand on the podium again.”
She has been teaching all her life, and she was quite uncomfortable when she first retired. Later, the school re-hired her, and she was happy for a long time, thinking that she would be a Chinese teacher again. As a result, they just said that considering her age, they would only hire her as a teacher of an interest class.
However, something is better than nothing. Teacher Yu doesn't mind. He comes to punch in and attend classes on time every day, and his life is quite happy.
Jiang Zhinian thanked him sincerely again and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a photo that Teacher Yu had placed on his desk. The boy in the photo was the high school version of Zheng Chengfei.
"This is……"
Teacher Yu turned around and said with a smile, "This is my son. Do you know him?"
"Ah, he works in the same hospital as my husband. I didn't expect it to be your son."
Teacher Yu was stunned for a moment: "What a coincidence..."
She actually... didn't know anything at all.
In fact, although Zheng Chengfei is a chatterbox, he and his mother actually have nothing to talk about. When he was young, he wanted to talk, but his mother was too busy. She was everyone's Teacher Yu. She had the patience to correct homework until 11 o'clock, but she didn't have the patience to chat with her son for half an hour.
Later, Zheng Chengfei gradually got used to not telling his mother about his own affairs, because she didn't care anyway. Later, when Zheng Chengfei grew up and Teacher Yu wanted to know what happened around Zheng Chengfei and who he had met, he didn't want to talk about it anymore.
Every time she asked me, I would just give her a perfunctory answer like "Nothing special happened", "You wouldn't know him even if I told you", "Why are you asking this" to brush her off.
The mother and son had less and less to talk about. Every time she wanted to know something, she had to urge her husband to ask. But her husband was a careless person and didn't want to care about his son's affairs at all.
As a result, Teacher Yu had no idea who Zheng Chengfei knew.
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