math teacher please go away

Chun Zhi Xiao Meng is not aware of it, just like you and me in that year, saying goodbye without doing anything. --"Wing Chun"---------------------------------------

"That's all for today, get out of class is over." On the podium, the middle-aged man cleared his throat and took off the loudspeaker.

A pot exploded in the lecture theater, and the students boiled over.

"Ah, get out of class is over, class is over, it's finally over, two hours of continuous class, with so many teachers sitting behind, public class is really troublesome."

"That's right, the boy in front is so tall, my neck is sore from watching the multimedia."

……

"Shuhan, are you still leaving?" a girl asked.

On the side, a little girl wore two braids, wore black-framed glasses, and lowered her head.

Seemingly used to the other party's silence, the girl was not surprised, and continued: "If you don't go to the cafeteria, there will be no food."

The girl named Shuhan nodded silently, her voice was not loud enough for the people next to her to hear: "Shishi, you go first."

Shishi looked at her for a while, hey, and was about to leave with her schoolbag on her back, but suddenly she came back, "Shuhan, I forgot to bring my meal ticket." There are lunch trays in the school cafeteria, and students can bring their own lunch boxes or dinner trays .To pick up the meal plate, you need to show the meal ticket, three yuan each, a piece of yellow paper smaller than a dime note, the xx cafeteria meal ticket written on the front, change it to a red stamp, the back is empty, and is often used by students to write draw.

Shuhan has three meal tickets.People often ask her to borrow meal tickets, saying they are, but very few people pay them back, and she doesn't ask anyone to pay them back.

Shuhan took out the meal ticket from the card holder and handed it to Shishi, "Here you are."

"Thank you." Shishi smiled, put away the meal ticket and left.

There are fewer and fewer people, and everyone has almost left.

Shuhan lowered his head for a long time, then slowly turned his head, looking back quietly through the gap between the drooping bangs.

Only two people remained in the last row near the door.

She lowered her head slowly again and remained silent.

It's all packed.She has put the pen and ruler into the pencil case, organized the notes, and stacked the notebooks and books neatly.

As long as you carry your schoolbag, you can go.

Shuhan silently counted the time in her heart, one, two, three, four, and when it reached one hundred, she turned her head secretly to confirm that the people behind the door had also left.

She was the only one in the huge lecture theater.

A little empty, a little lonely.

Holding her schoolbag in her arms, she climbed up the stairs step by step, and walked to the third row from the bottom, the fifth seat from the left, staring silently.

Suddenly, the door of the lecture theater below shook and creaked.

"Huh?" Shuhan turned around suddenly, stepped on the edge of the steps, and leaned back.She hurriedly hugged the table to stabilize her figure, stood up and let out a long sigh of relief.Looking at the door again, there was no one.It's just a little windy.

A little quiet.

Shuhan moved his feet, leaned into the third-to-last row of seats, approached little by little, and finally stopped at the fifth seat.

Holding her schoolbag, she lowered her head, slowly raised her hand, and put her fingertips on the cold and smooth table. She was silent for a while, lowered the seat board and sat down, lying on the table with her chin resting on her forearm. breathe.

The incandescent light bulb on the top of the head has been used for a long time, and the contact is not good. It flashes back and forth, flickering and flickering.

Shuhan lay face down on the table and slowly closed his eyes.

This is the place where that person sat just now.

She has stayed here, breathed here, her smell, her breath remains here.

The wind blows outside the window, the twigs tremble slightly, and the remaining dew drops from the leaf tips.

No sound.

Suddenly, the lights from the main entrance of the classroom went out one by one.

The world went dark.

Shuhan closed his eyes and didn't move.

Someone came slowly towards her.There is no sound.But she can feel it.

It's so quiet, everything is so quiet.

There was a faint fragrance in the air, cold but very fresh, which fascinated her.

——"You know, I like winter very much. Because winter is very cold, the colder it is, the warmer the hug will be. Do you like winter?"

——"I like it, because the cold makes me feel alive."

A passing by, a conversation without beginning and end, perhaps, that person has forgotten.

But since then, Shuhan has firmly remembered the winter and the day that person was born.

December sixteenth.

Shuhan didn't open his eyes, not knowing who it was.The man didn't speak, and she didn't speak either, just quietly, waiting, waiting.Wait for that person to come, wait for that person to approach, wait for that person to speak.

Nearly.

coming……

Shuhan felt that the wind on the left was blocked by something, and she couldn't feel its coolness, and its soft, low-pitched sound.

There was a person sitting next to her, but she didn't know who it was.

But she didn't panic, nor was she afraid.

My heart is very quiet, very light, very stable.

There was a faint warm breath on her left cheek, lightly, lightly.

There was a cool touch in the ears.Shuhan couldn't see it, but she knew that it must be a very beautiful and clean hand. This hand gently touched her ear, slowly untied the ribbon that tied the whip, and loosened the entangled hair bit by bit. hair.

The man picked up a wisp, seemed to kiss it lightly, then put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, his breath gradually grew, and with the frequency of Shuhan's heartbeat, it slowly accelerated...

"Shuhan."

The man called out her name.The voice is very soft, as if as long as the wind blows, it will float far, far away, unable to catch it, and go to a place where she can't reach.

Shuhan couldn't help trembling all over.

The man leaned over and leaned over, covering her.

The man picked her long hair, lowered his head slowly, and pressed his soft lips against his soft cheeks.

"I like you," said the man.

Why is it so quiet?

What about those winds?

What about the birds flying in the wind?

Why don't they chirp, why don't they sing?

Why do I have to be left alone, so dark, so quiet... why do you come to me?

"Shuhan, I like you." The man said again, reaching out to touch her face, asking her to raise her head and look at her.

Shuhan stared blankly at the person in front of him, lowered his eyelids, cut his eyes shut, and bit his lower lip slightly.

Shu Yan.

Is that you?

Why are you here? Didn't you just leave after class? Why did you come back?

Are you really Shu Yan?Or is it just a phantom transformed from her residual breath?

do you remember my nameI have been afraid to approach you, afraid to talk to you, I am so afraid that you don't remember my name, afraid that you don't know who I am...

It turns out you remember, that's great.

You said you like me, I am so happy, because I also like you, I like you very much.

"Shuhan, I like you." Shu Yan said.

Shuhan took a deep breath, lowered his head, and remained silent.

Shu Yan hugged her into her arms, caressed her delicate face carefully, stared deeply at her with deep eyes, "Shuhan, I like you."

She opened her mouth slightly and closed her eyes tightly.

Heart beats fast.Will the heart pop out?If it pops out, will she die?

But if this heart that jumped out could be handed over to Shu Yan, she would be willing.

She is very happy.

Shu Yan, I like you, give you my heart.she thinks.

The delicate kisses fell one after another, and Shuhan lay back on the cold long table, trembling all over.

Shu Yan bit the collar of her shirt with her teeth, and gently pulled it down. Feeling her trembling, she stopped and looked up at her.

Shuhan smiled at her, raised his hand to caress the top of her head, and tacitly allowed her to continue.

The collar was slowly torn away, Shu Yan buried her head in her small collarbone, licked and sucked, looked for the blood vessels in her neck, kissed lightly, rubbed her lips repeatedly, panting slightly.

Shu Yan said again: "Shuhan, I like you."

Shuhan smiled lightly.

Why do you only say this sentence?

Soon, she thought again, it doesn't matter, as long as there is this sentence, it is enough.

"Shuhan, I like you." Shu Yan said.

"I like you too." Shuhan smiled, stretching out his hands to hug her neck.

She let her do whatever she wanted on her.

She makes her hurt, makes her happy, makes her intoxicated.

That person kept saying: Shuhan, I like you.

Shuhan, I like you...

……

"Student, classmate!"

After being poked twice on the arm, Yao Shuhan suddenly opened his eyes.

It turned out to be a dream...

In the dormitory, there are bed and table, lying on the bed, and the lights on the roof are very dazzling.

When she saw it, she was called by someone she didn't know.

The man said: "Student, I recharged the battery in your dormitory, and my dormitory tripped. Are you still awake? You are almost late."

Yao Shuhan sat up suddenly, "What time is it?"

"It's seven o'clock."

"Ah——" Yao Shuhan tore her hair frantically. She had self-study at 35:25, and she was going to study at [-]. She is the representative of the Chinese department.

"You're the only one left in your dormitory, and they're all gone?" the girl said while turning on her phone, "Didn't they call you?"

"Hmm..." Yao Shuhan lowered his head, looking for clothes to wear.

The girl plugged in the data cable to her mobile phone below, looked up at her, and suddenly smiled, "My name is Chen Yujie, and I live in 516. In my dormitory, I'm in one class, and the rest are in other classes. Anyway, I'm alone. Otherwise, I will call you later?"

"Eh?"

Chen Yujie wore slanted bangs and a neat ponytail, revealing a silver earring on one earlobe. Yao Shuhan looked at the earring with some surprise—the school does not allow students to wear jewelry.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Chen Yujie didn't care, and put the phone on Yao Shuhan's desk, "Then it's settled."

Yao Shuhan hurriedly put on his clothes and got out of bed.

Chen Yujie watched her get dressed, and said, "You look pretty."

Yao Shuhan stopped buttoning his buttons and looked at her suspiciously, "Huh?"

Chen Yujie smiled, "It's nothing, clean up quickly, I'll wait for you."

"Oh." Yao Shuhan took the cup and brushed his teeth.

Chen Yujie leaned against the bathroom door and said, "Which class are you in? I asked my buddy to bring me breakfast. Why don't you go to the cafeteria. I'll bring it to you after the first period is over."

Yao Shuhan still had foam in his mouth, he turned to look at her, he hesitated, "Ah, no need, thank you—"

The other party didn't allow her to finish speaking, so he walked up and patted her on the shoulder, "You're welcome, it's just breakfast, don't leave after class is over, I'll bring it to you."

"You really don't need to—"

However, Chen Yujie took out another mobile phone from her bag, dialed the number and said, "Hey, Shuai Xu, bring me another copy—" Then she looked at Yao Shuhan, who was full of foam, "What do you want to eat? Do you know any snacks?"

Yao Shuhan was stunned.

I've already called, it's not good if she says no...

"Anything is fine..." Yao Shuhan whispered.

Chen Yujie nodded and said to the phone, "Then bring another copy of the same one."

Suddenly, Chen Yujie asked Yao Shuhan again: "Do you eat spicy? Is it salty?"

Yao Shuhan shook his head numbly.

Chen Yujie said to the phone: "Don't be spicy, just light."

"thanks……"

Chen Yujie smiled and shook the phone, "You're welcome, thank you for allowing me to charge."

Later, Yao Shuhan thought, sometimes meeting someone is just so casual.

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the second year after marriage.

One day when she was moving, Shu Yan dug out a pile of diaries from Yao Shuhan's cardboard box where high school items were piled up, and read them with relish.

Hi, as expected of my wife, I write about me every day in the diary, um... awesome!

Just when Shu Yan squinted her fox eyes and shook her head, she turned to the next page. Suddenly, Shu Yan opened her eyes wide, and the pleasant smile on her face froze. Slowly disappear, and finally turned into grief and indignation.

Shu Yan pointed to the records in Yao Shuhan's diary of the last semester of senior year, and tapped hard on the notebook, "Yao Shuhan, come here and explain to me why the content of the diary used to be me every day, starting from November [-]th, look, here , here, and here, are all that bitch surnamed Chen!"

Yao Shuhan almost spit out the half-drinked Dahongpao, and glanced at Shu Yan, "Ah Yan, when did you find out my diary. One book a year, you look very tired."

"I'm not tired! I'm very energetic!" Shu Yan slammed the table twice, "Come here quickly, don't explain yourself to me tonight, tomorrow night, and the night after tomorrow!"

Damn, who can stand it!

Yao Shuhan didn't do it.

Yao Shuhan walked over with the cup, Shu Yan immediately hugged her waist, staring at her for a moment, she must give him an explanation.

Yao Shuhan rubbed Shu Yan's face, "I don't like her. I'm already married to you, so what are you worried about?"

Hearing Yao Shuhan's words, Shu Yan felt better and let out a miraculous breath.

But Yao Shuhan said again: "Actually, Ah Jie is very nice, prettier than you, has bigger breasts than you, and takes good care of others. Most importantly, she is rich." Yao Shuhan took a sip of tea, with Bad smile.

Shu Yan was so angry that she patted the table, "I know, Yao Shuhan, you dislike the poor and love the rich, how kind you were to me before marriage, and see how you treat me after marriage! Okay, if you think I'm poor, then go with her, You go find her!"

"Haha, hahahaha." Yao Shuhan bent over laughing holding the cup.

Shu Yan pushed her, "You go, you go!"

Yao Shuhan put down his cup, lowered his head and kissed Shuyan.

Shu Yan smiled and closed her eyes, wrapping her hands around Yao Shuhan's waist.

Yao Shuhan thought, sometimes, falling in love with someone, no matter how many hardships there are along the way.

Those who love you will love you after all, no matter whether there is better around you or how much you hurt her.

I love you, do you need anything else?

——Chunmeng [Fanwai] End——