I like you, I like you, I like you...

I like it so much that I don't know how many times I have to say it to express my feelings.

Zhao Minglang's heart was hot, and it was no exaggeration to say that he was on the verge of tears.

She had never been so excited by a person's simple words.

There was only one Lin Xingyue for so many years.

"Okay." She could only say such simple words.

She suddenly wanted to see the other person's face so that she could respond with actual actions.

However, Lin Xingyue is thousands of miles away at this moment, and they are closely connected with each other by invisible signals, but her mood has not diminished in the slightest.

That night they said a lot of love on the phone, and they didn't know what they said when they talked incoherently, so they could only express their feelings in the most straightforward language.

Just like a child, you can easily tell what you like.

Once you say it, you will find that it is not difficult.

"like you."

That night they fell asleep with these words.

Ten days may seem like a long time, but apart from the lingering longing, everything passed quickly.

The three fellow winners all took the stage to give lectures with local teachers for a few days.

It was originally just an experience activity. The children in the mountain village are simple and simple, and they treat them like teachers.

When they left, all the children in the school spontaneously came to see them off.

The No.3 girl cried out on the spot, and the eyes of the others were also red. When they turned to leave, the girl choked up and said that she wanted to stay a little bit.

Not only because of the children's sincere enthusiasm, but also because of countless emotions.

Several of them are children who grew up in the city, and they can see at a glance how poor the classroom conditions in the mountain village are.

Over the past few days, I have heard and seen that the isolated mountain people are ignorant. Compared with the children who are still in the classroom, they are more in the depths of the mountain. Do the most basic physical work.

Girls are forced to marry when they are teenagers, and then repeat the life trajectory of their parents.

They don't even have the right to choose another life.

Going to school is the only way they can go out and go to higher places.

This is also one of the reasons why Teacher Wen chose to come back. She hopes to give them such a choice.

Even the well-informed people in the program group are quite touched, but not everyone has no worries like Mr. Wen and can stay without hesitation.

Teacher Wen sent them to the town, and sat with Lin Xingyue on the way.

Lin Xingyue couldn't help crying when she was walking, she was still rubbing her eyes while walking, and her lenses were still a little blurry.

Teacher Wen looked a little reluctant and a little sour, patted her on the back to comfort her, and said jokingly: "If you really don't want to, you can stay with me."

Lin Xingyue stopped crying, only her eyes were a little red, she shook her head slowly: "I have other things to do. I will come to see you when I have time."

Teacher Wen smiled and didn't take it seriously.

She was just joking, and if Lin Xingyue really wanted to stay, she would be the first to persuade her.

"Have you figured out what to do?"

"En." Lin Xingyue nodded vigorously.

She also has her own way to go. Many teachers once said that she is smart and talented, and she has walked a way that ordinary people can't go.

But she also knows that the road ahead will not be smooth, and maybe her life will be exhausted and she will not be able to make a useful achievement, but maybe one day the results of her hard work will benefit others, and even save sentient beings...

The road ahead is not yet bright, but it will always take generations to open up.

Lin Xingyue asked herself, if she gave up, would she regret it?

of course.

If she could only be an unknown cornerstone for the rest of her life, would she be willing?

willing.

The meaning she cares about is only in this process.

Lin Xingyue had already thought it through.

Teacher Wen looked at her for a while, and saw that her eyes were bright and clear, and she was no longer as dazed as when she came here, so she settled down slightly.

Because she looks young, full of confusion, and pitiful, it is inevitable that Teacher Wen will pay more attention to her.

Later, I vaguely heard from other people that this little girl had a lot of background, so she began to sympathize with the other party. Sometimes having too much reputation and too much pressure is not a good thing.

But some roads still have to be walked out by oneself after all.

In just ten days, Teacher Wen just watched her walk out.

Maybe it was a decision in my heart, but I have to say that my heart is commendable, staying in this small world is indeed buried.

She deserves more and greater things.

After returning, Lin Xingyue looked much happier.

Zhao Minglang was quite relieved by this, and after a short while, he signed the list of funding the mountainous area, which can be regarded as helping Lin Xingyue with a worry.

But the so-called unsatisfactory things in life are nine out of ten.

Lin Xingyue has been busy for nearly two months, and the start of school is approaching not long after she came back.

Although the time limit for the suspension of school was only half over, Lin Xingyue didn't want to waste any more time after thinking it over.

Before Zhao Minglang had hugged the person for a few days, he was about to be sent back to school in a hurry.

Lin Xingyue is in the headquarters in the east of the city, and Zhao Minglang's home and company are in the west of the city. The distance between the two places may be long or short, but it is not as convenient as meeting when they live together.

Not to mention that Zhao Minglang was unhappy, Lin Xingyue also felt a little bit reluctant.

Fortunately, it took some time to complete the formalities, and the teacher granted her a few days off, so the two of them had a few more moments of alone time.

In the past few days, Zhao Minglang wished he could get off work eight hours earlier every day.

Fortunately, there was still some sanity remaining, and was dragged back by the assistant.

But it is inevitable that she will be a little absent-minded when she is not dealing with work. Some ignorant jumps in front of her make her feel calm, and she doesn't even bother to lose her temper.

It was a rare day when the work was finished ahead of schedule, so Zhao Minglang got up, took his coat and hurried out.

The employees I met on the road held their breath one by one, not daring to make a sound, and waited for the people to leave before secretly wiping cold sweat on their backs and muttering "murderous".

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Which person who doesn't have a good eye has offended Mr. Zhao?"

The assistant, whose workload and pressure have doubled recently, drifted past like a ghost with dark circles under his eyes, and said faintly, "Have you seen it when you are busy dating."

"..."

Looking at the assistant's resentful face, the others also dare not speak.

The assistant grumbled, resigned to his fate, and went upstairs with the documents in his arms.

Although he was a little tired recently, he calmed down again when he thought that Mr. Zhao would often stay alone in the empty room in the future.

Those who come out to mess around always have to pay back.

It's a pity that the assistant doesn't know yet, this is a prophecy.

"I have something to tell you."

As soon as Zhao Minglang got home, Lin Xingyue dragged him to sit at the table, and then she pulled away the chair opposite.

Sitting face to face, with a lamp above them, it looked like a serious interrogation scene.

Lin Xingyue's expression was tangled and apprehensive. If she hadn't had confidence in her character, Zhao Minglang would have thought her next sentence was "I'm sorry, I fell in love with someone else".

"What's the matter?" Zhao Minglang couldn't help straightening his expression.

"I might...maybe leave for a while." Lin Xingyue said, "but I don't know if I should go, I...I can't bear you."

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