Me and Fat Bear Classroom Teacher Cheng: South Edge and North Track

Looking back now, that scene is still unforgettable.If my father hadn't seen Cheng Hui and me hugging for such a long time and I happened to be bewitched by Dayong that day, killing me, I wouldn't have done that impulsive thing that night...

It is inconvenient to talk at the beach, the three of us went to a nearby KF*, Cheng Hui and his father were having a good conversation, and I sat beside me in a daze, a little embarrassed because I couldn't get in the conversation.

Their expressions are all normal, are they all pretending?Or... I am the only one who has ghosts in my heart!

When I think of what happened just now, I feel an indescribable depression!Although my father didn't say anything on the spot, and he was quite enthusiastic after knowing that Cheng Hui was my class teacher, but the suspicious look in his eyes really made me feel uncomfortable.

There is a feeling of being caught and raped!

My intuition tells me that my father must have some doubts about the relationship between Cheng Hui and me, but because of the face of the three of them, he didn't say it in person...Some things can be explained by a single eye contact.

If something happened to me and Cheng Hui and he suspected me, I wouldn't feel too aggrieved... The problem is... He suspected me and Cheng Hui before anything happened!Depend on…

Now, besides being a little apprehensive, I feel that I am not an ordinary...

If only there was a crack in the floor for me to slip in...

Of course there were no seams on the floor, and a few diners thought I had dropped something, followed my gaze and looked around the ground... Weak!

...

Just when I didn't know what to do, my phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hi, I'm Zhou Hai."

"Brother, it's me, Zhao Yang! Didn't you say you were looking for me on vacation? Now I have a lot of people in my family, it's so annoying..."

Speaking of which, the atmosphere of our school is good, a big reason is that most of the students in the school are rural people, or outstanding students in townships, and their temperaments are relatively simple, and because of this, people like me with mobile phones are actually very At least, Zhao Yang obviously called from his landline at home.

I finally found a chance to stay away from these two people... I quickly walked out with my phone.

"There are many people in the family?"

"Yes, my aunts and uncles are all here."

That's right...It's normal to visit relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year. Unlike our family, we didn't have many relatives, and our parents divorced. I feel that Chinese New Year is no different from a few weekends. There is no New Year flavor, and there are no people...

Having said that, my dad is the so-called "general manager", there should be a lot of people who went to pay New Year's greetings to my dad on the first day of the new year, right?I saw a lot of alcohol and tobacco in his living room yesterday...

"You're not with your cousin?" I asked next.

"I'm the only boy in our family!" Zhao Yang complained as soon as I finished speaking.

Hearing Zhao Yang's complaining voice, I can even imagine his expression now, he must be pouting and frowning again, thinking about it makes me want to laugh!I also only recently discovered that this stuff is not the usual funny. "Okay, let's go find you in the afternoon, and wait for me at the school gate."

"That's fine! Uh, my mother asked me to go shopping, and I hung up!"

"OK Bye Bye."

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the phone, I always feel as if I forgot something... Shit!Didn't make an appointment with him...

Call now?

Zhao Yang is probably out now, I will call him later when I get to school...

Where do you go for the New Year's Eve?Just call a few more people to karaoke...

It turned out that among Zhao Yang's relatives, he was the only boy...

Poor Zhao Yang...

He must be so dependent on me because there is no brother in the family and lack of brotherhood...

Looking at the watch below, there is still some time before noon, and I don’t want to go in to be a log. A more accurate description is a log who can drink Coke with a straw... I had to sit outside KF* alone.I can't help but think of my father's eyes again, and feel that he is no stranger to comrades... Am I thinking too much?

At noon, although Cheng Hui repeatedly shied away, my father insisted on taking us to eat seafood, as a thank you to Cheng Hui for taking care of me for half a year.

I said that I had an appointment with my classmates in the afternoon, and finally went back early with my dad.Along the way, I was deliberately observing my father's facial expressions, talking to him and listening to his tone of voice, but everything was as usual...

Could it be that my father intends to let me go?

At least from his attitude yesterday, he doesn't seem to want to interfere with my life too much...

I called Dayong first, and he happened to be fine. I heard that he was going to sing, but he agreed without hesitation. , I put the phone back in my pocket.

"Your homeroom teacher is very courageous, and a vice-principal actually took the initiative to lead a team to your school for exchange." When the car drove to the school gate, my father suddenly said something.

"Vice principal?" No wonder Cheng Hui always felt like a leader, and he was extravagant and wasteful... It turns out that he is really a leader.It seems that when I was away, Dad and Cheng Hui seemed to have a deep conversation.

"Well, he's a nice guy, but unfortunately he walked the same path as me..." Dad's voice was a little low and I didn't know if I heard it wrong.

It was this vague sentence that caused me to misinterpret what Dad meant.

My brain started to spin rapidly...

The inexplicable relationship between father and mother...the unreasonable ambiguity between Cheng Hui and me...the strange look in my father's eyes today...the inexplicable praise for Cheng Hui...and the most important clue - we walked the same way!All kinds of memories from the past come together in my mind...

It seems like everything is pointing to a common answer!

I reasoned like Sherlock Holmes...or rather...I thought I was the reincarnation of Sherlock Holmes...

finally…

I think... there is only one possibility... that makes sense... all of this!

Alas... If I knew the reason why Cheng Hui was so sad at the end of November, I certainly wouldn't be so reckless to classify him and his father as gay...

(Today I finally saw the dawn of the end... No matter how much the plain plot is modified, it won't help... I have the opportunity to write a bloody novel to make up for the current regret.)