Chapter 562

Then, the door was clapped, and the children's tender voices rang out: "Mr. Shen! Mr. Shen! Open the door quickly

Shen Zhiyu's back was stiff, and his fingers subconsciously grasped Xia Beiqing's clothes. He didn't do anything, but he was panicked: "you... Let me go, my students are coming!"

Xia Beiqing, aware of Shen Zhiyu's reaction, raised his head to kiss him on the cheek and said with a smile, "don't be afraid, Mr. Shen. I won't scare your students. I'll go to the bedroom so that you can teach them."

With that, he took Shen Zhiyu off the dining table and turned to walk in the direction of the bedroom.

Shen Zhiyu tidied up the folds of his clothes, straightened his glasses and made sure there was nothing unusual. Then he walked to the door and opened it.

A group of children rushed into the living room and sat around the rectangular dining table. They took out their textbooks from their schoolbags and chattered as if they were discussing the contents of last night's cartoon.

Shen Zhiyu went to the top and pulled out the blackboard in the corner: "I'll check yesterday's homework first."

On the other side, Xia Beiqing walks into Shen Zhiyu's bedroom. His eyes are sweeping every inch in the room, even in the corner. He goes to the wardrobe, opens the door, and sees that the clothes are neatly hung, and some of them are folded up and placed below.

It's the same as before.

Mr. Shen seems to have a mild obsessive-compulsive disorder. He will put clothes together according to color, style and material. In summer, he will fold the clothes in winter, and in winter, he will fold the clothes in summer.

What's different is that once, in his wardrobe, there would be Xia Beiqing's clothes, but now they are gone.

Xia Beiqing closed the wardrobe, went to the bedside and sat down. The dark gray sheets were neatly spread, almost no wrinkles were seen. There was aromatherapy at the head of the bed, which was used to calm the nerves.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, and there is no superfluous things. Unlike before, when two people were still together, he always made a mess of Shen Zhiyu's room.

If you think about it this way, they are from different worlds. It's a miracle that they can get together.

No, it can be said that he broke into Shen Zhiyu's world unilaterally.

Xia Beiqing's body leans back slowly. He lies down on the bed, wrapped in a soft quilt, and sniffs it twice between his nose. It seems that he can still smell Shen Zhiyu's breath, which makes him feel very relieved.

Before long, there was a sound of reading outside. Xia Beiqing got up from the bed again, opened the bedroom door secretly and looked out through the crack.

He saw a group of children sitting around the dining table with English books in their hands. Shen Zhiyu was standing on the top with the same English book in one hand. His long eyelashes were drooping behind the glasses, and his beautiful thin lips were opening and closing. He was reading with the children.

In a trance, Xia Beiqing seems to have returned to the classroom of lance middle school, looking at Shen Zhiyu standing on the platform, enveloped in the sun, with a soft halo all over his body.

In the evening, Shen Zhiyu saw the students out. Seeing them picked up by their parents, he turned to enter the door and saw Xia Bei standing in the living room.

Shen Zhiyu didn't look at him. He walked to the dining table and cleaned up the cups and fruit plates. Xia Beiqing immediately followed him to help, and said in a flattering tone: "Mr. Shen, I'll wash it."

When this remark came out, both of them were stunned.

When we used to be together, Shen Zhiyu cooked and Xia Beiqing washed the dishes, although he broke several dishes at the beginning.