[Jie Mai] Is the sharp knife teacher cooing?

Chapter 27

The original stem comes from @Lirics(???)

Recommended BGM: Ariana Grande-Sweetener

82.

In winter mornings, when the temperature is below zero degrees Celsius, every inch of skin that comes into contact with the air is cold.

Jack woke up from the dream in a daze, and the atmosphere of the party in the dream gradually receded.The windows were open, and the cold wind was blowing in, causing the curtains to flutter.The president of the student union, who was used to waking up in the warm air of the air conditioner, was dazed from the cold.

"Joke?" He wrapped the quilt more tightly and subconsciously called out to his roommate, "Can you close the window?"

No one answered.

Jack hummed a few words of complaint.You idiot, don't close the windows.

After struggling for a long time, Mrs. Rose got out of bed under a thick quilt, and went to close the window with her slippers on.The moment the wind stopped, he suddenly remembered:

Yesterday's Christmas Eve party, my roommate didn't come back all night, the glass window was opened when I confessed my failure and masochistically decided to blow cold air.By the way, in the cold wind, let's revisit the knife written by Mr. Jiandao in the early days.

The excessively bright lights in the dressing room began to dangle in front of his eyes again.

Jack sighed and began to change his clothes.The original arrangement was to have a wonderful two-person Christmas after the successful confession, but now it seems that the revolution has not yet succeeded.

Mrs. Rose opened the door, and before she had time to step out, she found that there seemed to be something in the door.

It's a gift box.

Jack picked it up and took a look. The small card on the box said "MerryChristmas" and signed "Neb".

83.

Two bullets.They hit me in the stomach and heart respectively.

The Ripper's mask reflected ominously in the moonlight.He walked up to me, whispering like a lover:

"Goodbye, my little military commander."

——JRNS·Dark gray blue

In the early morning of Christmas, the restaurants on the third floor were noisy, only the president of the student union sitting in the corner of the third floor was super silent.

The absent-minded Joke sat next to him, poking the pudding on the plate with a fork, and swiping his phone.

The silent president of the student union could feel strange gazes from around him.The girls sitting around them are all JRNS girls who check in every day to take CP in the front row. They all look very disappointed today, probably because they didn't see Naibu.

Across the table, Emma Woods, one of the core members of the "JRNS Marriage Urge Office" on the Oletis Forum, was talking to the three-gun teacher Marta excitedly. Jack could hear a little, The Minister of Literature and Art is complaining about the sharp knife teacher late at night.

That's right, a knife in the middle of the night.Kind of like three o'clock in the morning.

So not only did Jack not see Neb this morning - he only received a Christmas gift from the other party at the door of the room, a delicate pocket watch - after opening the forum, he was stabbed severely by Mr. Sharp Knife's update.

The bionic AU, the character dies.

What a merry Christmas morning.Mrs. Rose smiled bitterly inwardly.

Jack suddenly yelled. "Kreacher replied to me!" He threw away the fork and began to type quickly with both hands.

Jack pushed aside the tattered pudding poked by his roommate, and leaned over: "What did he say?"

"He said that Nebu is studying in the library." Jack showed him the chat record,

"Are you going to find him?"

84.

Jack ran to the library against the light snow.

The library is a tall and magnificent three-story circular building. After stepping on the marble steps at the entrance, Jack realized that Kreacher only said that Neb was studying in the library, but did not say where he was.

Without the slightest hesitation, he decided to search layer by layer.

In addition to the unobstructed hall and the aisles on both sides, the long tables for self-study are distributed among the bookshelves. Jack looked at them row by row, and finally found Naibu in the nineteenth-century realism literature section.

The boy fell asleep lying on the table with his earphones plugged in, with books and notebooks spread out in his hand.Jack walked over gently and sat down beside him.

He quietly observed Neb's even breathing for a while, and noticed the faint sub-cyan circle under his eyelashes.

You must have played late yesterday.Jack quietly put the Christmas presents he had prepared early on the table, then leaned back in his chair and waited for Neb to wake up.

The long table is close to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and through the glass, you can see the retro-style teaching buildings in the distance, as well as the paths they often walk through at night.

Nabu woke up after a while.He rubbed his eyes, and when he looked up, he saw a gift box on the table, and then he saw Jack again, and he was stunned for a while before he realized:

"Is this a gift for me?"

"Yes." Jack smiled.

"Thank you." Naib stretched out his hand, ready to put away the gift, "MerryChristmas."

Jack grabbed his wrist, stopping him.Naibu looked up at him, and slightly snorted "huh?" expressing his doubts.

Taking a deep breath, Jack looked straight into Neb's blue eyes and said to him seriously:

"Don't merry Christmas, marry me."

After a pause, he added, "I've liked you for a long time."

Nabu smiled and took his hand lightly.

"What a coincidence, me too, I have liked you for a long time."

—TBC—

After struggling for so long, JRNS is finally together! (I really don’t know how to write a confession) After that, it’s the daily sugar distribution & waiting for the horse to fall×