Three months of acquaintance with Mr.

Mr. He woke up.

There was no one in the ward, and Mr. He didn't move his fingers first, then blink his eyes, and finally wake up like in TV dramas.

Mr. He seemed to be having a nightmare and was suddenly awakened by fright.

Yes, I have been watching Mr. He.

Mr. He was frightened and sat up suddenly.

To be honest, I was intimidated.It turns out that ghosts are also afraid.

Still, there's something odd about a dead ghost being frightened by a living person.

Mr. He didn't do anything, and he was even more indifferent to his situation.

Mr. He just sat there quietly, as if he was remembering something.

I couldn't tell what Mr. He was thinking through his eyes.

But I know that Mr. He has changed, Mr. He's eyes are not like this.

Mr. He's eye shape is very ordinary, but his eyes are always bright.Anyone looking into those eyes will feel hopeful.

But now Mr. He's eyes can no longer see any light, and his eyeballs are covered with bloodshot eyes.

I took a few steps to get a better look.

In the end I just saw a pair of tired eyes without my reflection.

Mr. He, who was sitting on the bed and meditating, finally came to consciousness.

Mr. He pressed the button beside the bed and waited for the doctor to arrive.

The doctor told Mr. He to leave after a few words.

The room was eerily quiet.

I used to be used to quietness because I never experienced noise.So now I can't adapt to this death-like silence, and to be more precise, I'm a little scared.

Mr. He had no expression on his face, he obeyed the doctor's orders, and lay quietly on the bed.

In fact, I'd rather he be more irritable than this.

I want him to shatter his absolute sanity, I want him to let go of his persona, I want him to go crazy.For whatever reason, because anything is good, even if it's not for me.

I suspect that Mr. He is asleep, but I know he just closed his eyes.

I hate Mr. He more and more...how should I call her?Even though I have no legal or moral relationship with Mr. He, I still don't want to call her that.

His girlfriend, his wife, his life partner.So let's just call her Ms.

The lady was really irresponsible.You should stay and take care of Mr. He instead of leaving Mr. He alone in the hospital.

Maybe you have a lot going on, but I'm not going to listen to your explanation.

Mr. He's cell phone rang.

How abrupt the phone rings in this room.

Mr. He answered the phone.Mr. He didn't turn on the speakerphone, so I couldn't hear the voice on the other end of the phone.Mr. He didn't say anything, but simply replied "Okay. Got it. Thank you."

Probably because the person on the other end of the phone was too busy, the two quickly ended the call.

But it is undeniable that Mr. He felt better after answering the phone.

I don't care who the other party is, as long as Mr. He is doing well.

What's more, I know the identity of that person well, so I don't need to always find stimulation for myself.

Mrs. He.Maybe there is no license to work, but this is nothing new in today's society.Also, some things are already doomed, after all, not everyone can have the key to Mr. He's house.

At least I didn't.

Mr. He's previous state reminded me of a few words: "A dying person, how come tomorrow."

I walked into the same classroom with Mr. He, and I found out that Mr. He and I are brothers in the same department.

Mr. He is very young, and his attire does not look old today. Many people on the road thought we were classmates.

Teaching assistants generally don't need to sit in on professors' lectures, but Mr. He is returning to his old job after all, so he has to come here to familiarize himself with the environment.

Mr. He sat next to me, and we seemed to be real classmates.

It may be because Mr. He is sitting next to me, I can feel the professor's eyes looking in our direction from time to time.

I unconsciously corrected my sitting posture.Mr. He didn't respond at all, probably because he himself had been sitting here for four full years.

After class, Mr. He was left by the professor to reminisce.

So I went to the library alone.My dissertation wasn't ready after all.

Sitting in the library, I thought of a book I once flipped through, wishing I could finish it before I graduated.

Thinking about it now, I was so naive.I never finished reading this book.

Just like I didn't know the ending of the protagonist's story in the book, I didn't know that Mr. He and I would end like this.

In this way, Mr. He served as a teaching assistant, and I went to school.Mr. He picked me up by car, and I invited Mr. He to have breakfast.

Mr. He liked the new and hated the old. He abandoned the breakfast restaurant I had eaten for many years, and led me to turn around and throw myself into the arms of other breakfast restaurants.

Not to mention, other breakfast shops are also delicious.I've always had breakfast at a breakfast place just because it's close to the bus stop sign and it's clean.

During a breakfast, Mr. He offered to help me revise my thesis.

I am naturally very happy to be guided by such a big boss.

"Wait, will this be unfair to other students?" I don't want Mr. He to be charged with any crimes.

"Well, it's a bit unfair. But after all, you can eat people with soft mouths. What do you think I should do? Song Yijin."

"..." Isn't it just a few breakfasts?It shouldn't constitute bribery.

"Don't worry, although teaching assistants don't participate in the thesis review, students can ask for opinions from familiar teaching assistants in private. When I was in school, teaching assistants also suggested revisions for me. For the sake of Baozi, I will reserve a seat for you first. It’s not impossible if you have to queue.”

"Mr. He, I'll send you the thesis when I get home, please check it carefully." Joke, wouldn't it be a waste of free labor to not use it.

"Mr. He, are you nervous?" After all, Mr. He is teaching for the first time.

Because it is already a senior year and the courses are almost finished, the teaching assistant can explain some relatively unimportant courses with the permission of the professor.

"I don't feel anything, I'm used to it." That's strange!In the company, I only care about technology and don't pay attention to entertainment, and I have long forgotten the communication skills I learned in the university student union.What's more, there is such a junior with the attributes of a fanboy looking at him.

Although the result has been expected, I still think Mr. He is very arrogant, but Mr. He has this ability.

I should honestly find a stable job, at least the job of a university teaching assistant is not suitable for me.

Don't get me wrong, the reason why I don't think this job is suitable for me is not because I earn less and I can't marry a wife, but because I feel that I am not worthy compared with Mr. He.Sure enough, excellent people are excellent everywhere.

I decided to change the subject and stop humiliating myself. "By the way, Mr. He. How did you get into the campus when we first met?"

I am all smiles, hoping that I can get a satisfactory answer.If I let myself know that Mr. He knows other elementary school students besides himself, and also picks him up from school, and has dinner with him...

"Secret. I'll tell you when I get to school." Mr. He is mysterious.

"Can't we really say it now?" Even I didn't notice that there was some coquettish meaning in my words.

Mr. He considered for a long time, and finally rejected me cruelly.

"No, anyway, you'll know in a while. I'll take you to do something you've never done before."

Something you've never done before?As a heart patient, there are still many things that cannot be done.

Some people say: "People are always full of fear of the unknown." In fact, it is not the case. When facing unknown things, people still have multiple emotions such as excitement and desire.

For example, when you hear a sound while sleeping at night, you will have the urge to find out.

What's more, my intuition tells me that Mr. He will not let me face danger.

I speed up my swallowing.

"Eat slowly, don't choke." Mr. He pulled out a tissue for me.

After eating, I got into the car with longing.However, we still came to the parking space near A University as usual.

Maybe the place Mr. He wants to take me is in the school.I'm a little disappointed to be honest.I thought Mr. He would take me to an unknown place.That's where only we know.

Maybe in this case we are the only one for each other.I also hope that it is a beautiful place. If so, I will be different to Mr. He because of this land.

That's right, Mr. He is my one and only, and I hope to be Mr. He's special.

I still hide my disappointment, after all, I am with Mr. He.

I bowed my head and walked towards the school gate, but was stopped by Mr. He.

"Come with me, let's go this way."

As far as I know, University A not only has only one school gate, but the one we just passed is the closest one.

I finally walked forward with Mr. He silently.As long as you are with Mr. He, everything is fine.

"Don't worry, don't take death so seriously on your face. I don't abduct and traffic children."

"No, I'm just... I'm just afraid of being late." I finally thought of an excuse.

And complacent about his cleverness.This reason is seamless.Mr. He should have arrived earlier.For this reason, we set off 10 minutes earlier today.

Mr. He dragged me and walked slowly, without the consciousness to prevent being late at all.

It's not the way to the other gates, though I'm not entirely sure since I haven't walked it a few times either.

The path that Mr. He took me was getting more and more sideways.If I didn't know Mr. He's identity and my physical condition, I really believed that Mr. He was going to traffic people.

"That's it. University A hasn't changed much after so many years. Sure enough, it's not a good thing if the campus is too big. It's too troublesome to renovate."

I automatically ignored Mr. He's complaints about his alma mater.

"Here? Mr. He, how do we get in? There is no gate here." While talking, I confirmed again that there is no gate around, only a dog hole.

I don't think at all that Mr. He asked me to go through a dog hole, because I will definitely not get through.But I didn't expect that Mr. He would propose this way of entry.

"I know."

You know there is no door to come?You won't be going back in a while, will you?Why do you do this?Just for the thrill?Reminisce about your late life in college?

I think it is necessary for me to remind Mr. He that he is now an honorable university teaching assistant, and today he will teach students.

"Come on, I'll take you over the wall."

"This..." I seriously suspect that Mr. He used to be a street (gai) liar when he was in school, but then the prodigal son turned around.

"Don't ink, I won't be in a hurry."

While speaking, Mr. He had already turned over.

"See, it's very simple." Mr. He turned over again.

This kind of behavior is tantamount to asking for death for heart patients, but I have to say that I want to try.

It's not because Mr. He came up with this idea, it's from...

I don’t remember when it happened, but Mr. He gave me courage and a chance.

"You step on my shoulders and climb to the wall, and then wait for me to pick you up."

"Okay." Indulgence is something in everyone's genes, it's just been suppressed by various things all the time.

Mr. He is like a breakthrough, he smashed all my hypocrisy.

Maybe I should try something I've never experienced before.

I looked at the wall in front of me.It is still made of red bricks, and even a few bricks have fallen off.

To be honest, the wall is not high enough to even block my view.I can see the campus behind it.But I have been really stuck for so many years.

My urge to turn over grew stronger.

"Mr. He, can I?" Not only do I want to be encouraged, but I also want to be affirmed by Mr. He.

"Come on." Mr. He bent down.

"Will anyone see it?" I may be too willful, if anyone sees...

It doesn't matter to me, after all, I am approaching graduation, and the school will properly tolerate many behaviors.But Mr. He can't do it. It seems that doing so will really damage Mr. He's image.

"You should trust the valuable experience of your seniors. You were still doing the 53 high school entrance examination version when I experienced blood and rain in the Jianghu. Don't dawdle, I will deduct my salary if I am late."

"Okay, I get it. I won't let Mr. He deduct his salary." After all, Mr. He still has a wife.But I didn't say this, because I was afraid that Mr. He would throw me down in a while.

Although I believe in Mr. He's character, I am more afraid of accidents.

"Should I just step on it?"

"Yes. My clothes are dark in color, and I can't see anything when they are dirty."

"Okay...Okay." I stepped on Mr. He's back and tried to climb up.

As I sat on the wall, I froze.I seem to have realized what it means to "be at the top of the mountain and see all the mountains at a glance."

But when I was sitting on a high place, I didn't pay attention to the abandoned teaching building behind me, nor did I care about the scenery in the distance.

I just want to look at my Mr. He.Watching Mr. He flip over an ordinary wall, even though I just saw it once.

There are many times when I stand higher than this wall, but I think this is the first time I have climbed a height, and it is with a person named He Yiqiu.

He made me understand that I might not be different from other people.

Even if the feeling is brief.

It's not that hard, but I did at 22 what a lot of people do in middle school or even elementary school.

"Mr. He." I was a little scared, and I didn't know what I was afraid of.Maybe it fell and hurt, maybe it was something else.

Maybe the high place is not suitable for others to fall, at most a fracture, and I may die if I fall.

"I'm here, hold on."

"it is good."

Mr. He straightened up and turned over.

Mr. He's movements are beautiful.

Run up, up the wall, jump off.A set of movements is smooth and smooth, without any delay.

I don't know for a moment whether Mr. He is more handsome when he is standing next to the three-point line to dunk or when he is standing on the wall and jumping down.

Mr. He has already landed, and I didn't think of an answer.But the two shadows in the memory overlapped and became the current Mr. He.

"I...do I have to jump off myself too?"

"You don't have to, I'll follow you." Mr. He has already opened his arms for me.

I worked up the courage to look down at Mr. He's feet.

It's not high, and even normal people won't be hurt if they jump off it.

But I'm still scared.

From the road to now, my heart has been beating very fast.I suspect that I may be ill.I hope Mr. He will not be frightened.

"Don't be afraid. Sometimes it's just you who doesn't let yourself go."

Don't let yourself go?I don't have time to think about Mr. He's words.

I've jumped off.

A warm embrace caught me, and my mind went blank.

Time seemed to stand still and I couldn't feel anything.

It was as if someone called my name.

"Song Yijin, Ah Jin..."

"Ajin" is my nickname, but it's been a long time since anyone called me that.

The last time someone my age called me that was 15 years ago.

He was my first and only friend.

Pull your mind out and get back to reality.I saw that Mr. He was still holding me.

"I am fine."

"Then why didn't you respond to me?" Mr. He even had a hint of panic and grievance in his tone.

"I am teasing you."

"Don't do that next time, I'll be scared."

"Okay." There shouldn't be a next time, some things just need to be experienced, not every day.

"Mr. He, let's go, we'll be late soon." I struggled out of Mr. He's arms.

"I used to climb over the wall from here when I was in school."

"Mr. He, why don't you go through the main entrance? It's so dangerous to climb over the wall."

"because……"

I didn't hear what Mr. He said.

"Mr. He, you were not a bad boy when you were young, right?"

"Go, go, you little heartless person. I was also a party secretary back then, and I was outstanding!"

"Then you are fine, why did you climb over the wall?"

Mr. He was rendered speechless by me.

"Are you sure of the trust placed in you by the regiment department? Are you sure of the expectations of the party and the country?"

"I don't know. But I know that I am going to help someone revise their thesis, and I also know that I am someone's teaching assistant today, and I have the right to ask you questions at any time in class. Of course, I have the final say on what to ask."

"Mr. He, the weather is really nice today. By the way, did I say something just now? No. I didn't hear it anyway."

As I said to Mr. He, I didn't hear anything just now.

Including the sentence that Mr. He just dissipated in the wind before he finished speaking.