Rebirth of Inescapable

In the early morning, the distant mountains are heavy with dusk, surrounded by clouds and smoke, just like a fairyland.

In the hinterland of these mountains, there is an ancient village with a history of one hundred years. The rustic wooden houses are a bit dilapidated, but they firmly protect the people who live here from the wind and rain.

With a clear creaking sound, the slightly dilapidated wooden door was opened, and a thin figure walked out, wearing a worn cotton jacket, but still unable to hide that delicate and delicate face.

His complexion was very bad, with a trace of abnormal flushing, holding a few books in his hand, and dragging his heavy steps towards the outside of the house.

It snowed last night. Although it was not heavy, the ground was frozen this day, and he was about to fall to the ground if he was not careful. He leaned on the wall and suddenly coughed. He had a fever for several days, and it was only slightly relieved today. After a while, the body is already very poor.

Looking at the green peaks in the distance, he sighed. In the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed, and his life is poor but peaceful, so comfortable that he no longer has the slightest sense of existence.

"Teacher Song! Are you going to class today?" A clear female voice suddenly sounded, and the person who came was from a family not far from here. The girl's name was Long Yu, and she was a well-known beauty in the village. Holding a box, "You are so sick, why do you still want to go out?"

"It's okay, it's much better." Song Bai smiled palely, and he walked over, "I'm sorry to trouble you, I always ask you to bring something here."

"You are welcome, you are willing to stay with us, all of us should thank you!" Longyu smiled very crisply, she walked in, and put the food in the bowl for him with ease, "Eat some before going, If you really fall down, we don't know what to do."

"Thank you." Song Bai turned around and walked in, seeing Long Yu's squinted eyes looking at him, he asked doubtfully, "Is there something on my face?"

"No." She smiled, "Ms. Song used to live in a big city, right? Are the people there as beautiful as you?"

Song Bai froze for a moment, ate his breakfast slowly, put down the spoon in his hand, "Are you okay today?"

"Ah? I'm going to chop some firewood for burning charcoal later, and I'll bring you some by the way?"

"No need, I have to rush to class, I've missed so many days of classes, I'm afraid they won't be able to keep up." Saying that, Song Bai stood up. He was a teacher at Yushan Primary School on the other side, but he was actually the only one in the school. A teacher who is proficient in Chinese, mathematics and even English. Because the conditions are very poor, most students have to work for the family. Basically, they have classes every two days, and the age span is relatively large. Before Song Bai appeared, there was an old man here. The teacher left later because of illness, and the students' studies were delayed until Song Bai came on as a substitute.

Everyone in the village felt sorry for Song Bai, because basically no one wanted to come here, and there were several batches of volunteers who came to support education before, but because life was too peaceful, they all ran away after a few weeks , but Song Bai didn't want anything, he nestled quietly in this small village, and never complained about anything.

When we arrived at the school, the sky just cleared up, and several children were running excitedly in front of the dilapidated cabin. When they saw Song Bai, they stood upright one by one, and then shouted crisply and neatly: "Hello, teacher!"

Song Bai laughed, his expression was really as dazzling as the sun in a cloudy sky, and the little radish heads all looked at him stupidly, feeling more and more that Teacher Song was really pretty, prettier than anyone else.

"Go in quickly, class is about to begin." Song Bai said gently.

Several people yelled and rushed into the classroom one after another. When Song Bai entered, they all sat neatly.

There were a dozen or so students sitting in the classroom, ranging from six to 12 years old. They stared at Song Bai with piercing eyes, and the monitor shouted, "Stand up!"

"Hello students."

"Hello teacher!"

Song Bai first took out his Chinese textbook, "Have you written the composition you assigned earlier?"

"Okay~~"

"The monitor will take it later." Song Bai flipped through a few pages, "Now open page 37, let's talk about today..."

The sound of reading aloud came from the dilapidated small house, the long tones, the immature voice of children, echoed in this barren and quiet mountain.

After school, all the students left, except Wang Xiaofeng, the class monitor, with his hands on his chin in a daze, staring blankly at Song Bai, who raised his head, "What's wrong?"

"Teacher, you are so beautiful." She stood up and trotted in front of Song Bai, "Teacher, have you married a girl yet?"

Song Bai burst out laughing, "Why are you asking these questions?"

"Aniang said, the teacher is a good man, if the teacher has not married anyone yet, then I will marry you, okay?"

Song Bai was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help reaching out to pat her on the head, "The teacher is too old, and you are too young."

Wang Xiaofeng curled her lips, "Not old, not old, teacher, please wait for me, I will grow up soon!"

"Silly boy, you're as old as I am when you grow up."

Wang Xiaofeng blinked, and asked again unwillingly: "Does the teacher like the big girl from the Long family?"

Song Bai was suffocated by this question, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Who told you?"

"You and her are always talking and laughing, teacher, please don't like him, okay, I will definitely become beautiful when I grow up, I won't lie to you, my brother is like this, he is as beautiful as the teacher."

"Brother?" Song Bai was puzzled, he didn't know when Wang Xiaofeng had a beautiful brother, he always thought she was the rare only child in the village.

"Yeah." When she said the word "brother", her entire expression became gloomy, "But he hasn't come back for a long time. He went to a big city, far away, and hasn't returned home for several years."

Wang Xiaofeng's family conditions are not bad in the village. She is the only child who can concentrate on studying at a young age. Although she has to help out with farm work during the busy farming season, she can study with peace of mind at ordinary times. She said: "Brother five years ago Just left, he is the most beautiful person in the village, even the big girls in the town want to marry him when they see it."

"is it?"

"Really, really, I won't lie to you!" Wang Xiaofeng was afraid that Song Bai would not believe him, so he kept gesticulating with his hands, and stood on tiptoe, saying, "He is so tall, his nose is as straight as the teacher's, and his eyes are as bright as the teacher's. Everyone I don’t even believe that he is from our place, because they say he is a young master in a big city. Beijing knows, the capital, the capital of our country, so he went there. He must have many, many people like him, and then he thought marry him."

When he heard about the location in Beijing, Song Bai's eyes suddenly darkened. He couldn't bear to interrupt Wang Xiaofeng's beautiful expectations. How many people are drifting north every year, and how many really stand out?

She kept talking about the beauty of that city, as if there was no place in the world comparable to it, Song Bai smiled wryly, if she knew that he fled from there to this place as if begging for death, what would she think?

Taking advantage of the night, mist and rain, he put himself to death and came back to life, leaving Qiao Yi with a shadow of death, and fled again. This journey lasted for more than a year. In this remote mountain village with no traffic information, no one would have thought that, There is still a Song Bai who should have ceased to exist here.

No one will lock him up, force him, force him, he can do whatever he wants, but... why is there always an inexplicable sense of loss?It's as if I've lost something.

In a few days it will be the New Year, and the village is bustling with activity. Song Bai is alone, so he is locked in the room. He is extremely afraid of the cold, and he will not move as long as he can. Holding the thin quilt, he is like a bird. Like a polar bear that is about to hibernate, it lazily leans against the corner of the bed, even if it is hungry, it does not want to get out of bed to find something to eat.

At this moment, Wang Xiaofeng's childish voice came from outside the house: "Teacher! Are you there, teacher?!"

Song Bai was a little unhappy, but he got up anyway. After opening the door, he saw that she was wearing a new red coat. Her expression was as happy as a bird. She almost ran over by jumping. Bai Qian turned his fist and shouted joyfully, "Teacher, look! Does it look good?"

The bright red color made the little girl look much better. It can be seen that she has been carefully groomed, new clothes and new shoes, she opened her mouth and smiled happily, "I heard that the big girls in the city are all That's what you're wearing, isn't it!"

Song Bai nodded, as if infected by her happiness, smiled slightly, and grabbed the scarf on his body, "Very beautiful."

Sweat dripped from Wang Xiaofeng's forehead. She looked very excited and said gesticulating, "Did you know? My brother is back! He brought a lot of things home!"

"Really? Congratulations!"

"He looks better than before. He is as good-looking as the teacher. Dad asked me to come and ask the teacher to come to his house as a guest. Are you coming, teacher? Everyone in the village is here. Everyone has gone to see my brother!"

Song Bai thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Teacher is afraid of making trouble, so I won't go."

"Why don't you go? If you come, everyone won't bother you! Please, go and have a look!" As if desperately wanting to show Song Bai her best things, she pulled Song Bai's hand, "You will love brother too!"

like?Song Bai was stunned, and was dragged away by her somewhat dumbfounded. Although the little girl is young, she is not weak in strength. She works many times better than Song Bai, a weak scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken. Drag him away.

Song Bai stumbled and jumped twice, and hurriedly stopped: "Okay, okay! Let go first, I'll change clothes and go over."

Wang Xiaofeng let go, looked him up and down, and teased pertinently: "I think this is very good-looking... The teacher is not trying to compare my brother."

Song Bai rubbed her head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and was startled by her yapping, she flicked her hair angrily: "I combed it all morning! You messed it all up."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Song Bai smiled apologetically, turned around and went into the house, found a coat to put on, and took the couplet that he had promised to Father Wang before going out.

Wang Xiaofeng said: "My brother brought me the clothes. This is the only one. Everyone agrees after seeing it."

"You look so beautiful, you can wear anything."

Wang Xiaofeng's face turned red in an instant, she secretly glanced at Song Bai, and felt that he was more and more attractive, besides saying that he was good-looking, he even spoke in a gentle voice that made people feel comfortable, unlike those people in the village, Standard mandarin, no rush, nothing seems to bother him, although he looks a little thinner.

"By the way, my brother brought back some medicine. It's western medicine. If you have a cold and fever, take some back later. You're too thin."

Song Bai suddenly paused, the sentence "You are too thin" was so familiar, every time Qiao Yi hugged him, he always complained, and then tried every means to make up for him, but he never succeeded.

"Teacher? Teacher?" Seeing Song Bai lost his mind, Wang Xiaofeng swayed in front of him twice, and Song Bai suddenly realized with a cry, "What's wrong?"

"You didn't even pay attention to what I said. I said, will the teacher leave here? Go back to your original place. It must be very prosperous there. There are tall buildings, and then many cars. Every household has a TV to Look, there is still a phone! I heard that there are computers outside, do you know about computers? With computers, you can know anything you want to know!” She gesticulated happily and bounced all the way home.

Song Bai followed behind, couldn't help laughing, and felt much happier.

Wang's house was really lively that day, the slaughter of pigs and sheep could catch up with the wedding ceremony in the village, and Song Bai's arrival immediately aroused everyone's attention.

"Teacher Song is here! Come, come, please come in." Old Wang stood up, probably in good spirits on happy occasions, his dark face was flushed, and he was wearing a brand new suit, which didn't fit well, but He was still very happy, he pulled Song Bai and walked in, "Today my Xiaoyang is back, back..."

Song Bai was grabbed by his big hand, and his hand turned red immediately, but he shrugged off shyly, gritted his teeth and let him grab him to enter the door, and handed him the door link: "The door link you want..."

"Ah...thank you, it's rare that you still remember." Father Wang let out a simple and honest laugh, and walked in with Song Bai. There was already a circle of people in the room, and everyone was chatting in dialect. Song Bai listened. It's a little hard, and I can only roughly hear that I'm praising someone.

"Xiaoyang! This is Teacher Song I was talking about." Father Wang shouted, and the crowd soon dispersed.

A young man inside was laughing with his mouth open, he raised his head to look at Song Bai, and at that moment, both of them were stunned!

How could it be...