don't pressure your brother

Cheng Yu graduated from university and then went abroad to study, Xia Zhi's dream of being a teacher has never been realized, and he is almost an old fritter in the shopping malls.

Cheng Junqing knew about his life experience, but the formalities were procrastinated, and his name is still on his household registration book.

This year's Spring Festival, Cheng Yu said that his thesis was at a critical moment and he couldn't go home for the New Year, so he paid New Year's greetings to Cheng Junqing and Xia Zhi in the video.

The voice came out and sighed: "Yaoshou, how can you get good feelings with half a distance between the two of you, do you want to consider following?"

Xia Zhi closed the computer: "He will be back next year."

After Cheng Yu came back, he took over the company, and Cheng Junqing retired to the second line to enjoy life.Xia Zhi helped him through the initial period of taking over, and then handed in his resignation.

Cheng Yu took the paper and frowned slightly: "You have performed well in the company these years, what are your plans after resigning?" Xia Zhi was taken aback by the businesslike tone.

"Go and be my math teacher." Xia Zhi said.

Cheng Yu folded his hands, put his head on his chin and looked up at him. Xia Zhi didn't know what he had experienced in the past few years, and besides indifference, there was also a murderous look in his eyes. Looking up will also shock people speechless.

"Isn't it okay to work with me?" Cheng Yu asked.

Xia Zhi pinched himself hard from the bottom, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Can't you see that I'm avoiding you? Dad is not in good health and can't be left alone to take care of him. He can't handle the company's affairs alone. Now You are back, it is time for the property to return to its original owner.”

Cheng Yu lowered his eyes, was silent for a while, touched a pen casually, signed it, and threw the resignation letter to Xia Zhi, "The personnel department will arrange the next process, please close the door for me when you go out."

Xia Zhi's throat choked, and the acid water that came out was suppressed by him. He tried his best to look calm and exited Cheng Yu's office.

When he got on the elevator and walked down, he couldn't help sniffling.

People passing by greeted him and asked with concern: "Mr. Xia, do you have a cold? Why are your eyes red?"

Xia Zhi prevaricates in a daze.

The moment Xia Zhi stood on the podium, Xia Zhi looked at dozens of pairs of curious eyes below him, as if he had returned to more than ten years ago in a trance. On the playground, there are still a few senior boys playing basketball at the moment, their vigorous young bodies jumping tirelessly.

After Xia Zhi's internship period, just in time for the start of the new semester, he became the class teacher and had to worry about more than teaching.He lives not far from the school, and he walks 10 minutes to and from get off work, which is right for him to exercise.

There are quite a lot of teachers who live in the same community as him, and almost one unit in that place was rented out by the school and converted into apartments for the teachers.

The political teacher pushed the bicycle back with him, Xia Zhi bought vegetables, and said that everyone would have a hot pot together in the evening.

The political teacher took two steps and then turned back: "Mr. Xia, do you feel like someone is following us?"

Xia Zhi's face was calm, without even turning his head, "Oh, no way, you haven't watched too many ghost movies recently."

politics teacher:"……"

Isn't that what you dragged me to watch?

The day before New Year's Eve this year, Cheng Junqing called to ask him if he would go home for dinner, Xia Zhi said he would not come back, and a few teachers happened to be away from home for the New Year, so everyone gathered here for a table, and it was lively.

Not long after hanging up the phone, Cheng Yu called again, "I'm just coming back for a meal, I'm not staying at home, dad misses you, is it so difficult to see you?"

Xia Zhi: "Tell him that I will go back to see him another day."

Cheng Yu paused, and said on the other end of the phone: "Do you have to act so disgusting to me?"

Xia Zhi thought about it and didn't know what to say, the phone was connected, but the people on both ends were silent.

After a while, Xia Zhi said: "Happy New Year." Then hung up the phone.

Holding his mobile phone, he slowly squatted down on the street.It has been snowing for the past few days, and a thick layer of white has accumulated everywhere. There are no pedestrians on the road for a long time, and only rows of street lights are dutifully on.

Xia Zhi felt that she was hypocritical like a girl, but she still wanted to cry.

The voice said: "Host, your current thoughts are very dangerous."

Xia Zhi: "I have been here for 12 years, 12 years that I put together with every minute and every second. These 12 years are all real to me."

The voice sighed: "A pillow of yellow beams, sleep when you wake up from a dream."

"Then Cheng Yu is also illusory?" Xia Zhi asked.

Voice has probably changed his career to practice Zen recently, and sighed again and again: "Don't say it, don't say it..."

On New Year's Eve, Chef Xia Zhi was almost ready to find out that he didn't buy wine.

"Hurry up, hurry up, there are no shops open around here, you have to go to the Central Commercial Street." The political teacher yelled.

Xia Zhi put on his coat, "I'll go."

It was hard to get a car on the road, and it was Chinese New Year and it was snowing heavily. He turned on his phone, and there were very few online car-hailing cars on the software map.

He walked along the road for a while, thinking of taking a taxi on the main road.

The soles of the shoes creaked and creaked on the fresh snow, Xia Zhi's ears moved, and he slowed down, and the people behind him also slowed down.He tried to walk two steps quickly, and the people behind him also accelerated.He stopped suddenly, as if he didn't remember whether he took the key or not, he touched his pocket, took out the key and looked at it, and the sound of footsteps that were never far or near also stopped.

He put the key in his pocket and continued walking, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Turning this street, Xia Zhi walked forward for a while, but the footsteps behind him did not catch up again. He stood on the side of the road and stomped his feet, thinking that Cheng Yu might drive over to see him off. He takes a ride.However, after waiting for a long time, everything remained the same except that the snow was heavier.

Xia Zhi returned along the original road, and saw Cheng Yu squatting on the ground next to two green leather trash cans.

He is dressed casually today, wearing a black down jacket. He doesn't know where he dumped this clothes. It's surprisingly big. With his hat on, he curls up on the ground like a large garbage bag full of garbage. Yes, Xia Zhi almost passed by.

Xia Zhi patted the snow off his hat, the "big garbage bag" moved, Cheng Yu showed his face from the exaggerated fur around the hat of the down jacket, seeing him, his eyes softened, "Brother?"

"Since I came to the mountain master, you follow me whenever you have time, isn't it addictive? You don't even take a holiday after the Chinese New Year. How can paparazzi be so dedicated?"

Cheng Yu felt aggrieved: "Brother, I have a fever."