Love on the left bank, you on the right bank

Since becoming a lover with the teacher, she has not relaxed her standards for me, but has become stricter.Compared with other students, she has high demands on me and is very strict. It is actually a bit... different from the way she spoils me in private.

For example now.

"The solution to this problem is wrong. You can't use this formula to solve it." The teacher's tone was very gentle, but there was still a faint majesty that could not be played. teaching.

The teacher sat across from me, with naturally hanging hair and a touch of bath fragrance, which made me spend a lot of energy so as not to be distracted.The teacher hooked the hair to the right ear, revealing the dark blue earring, the light color of the sea, which made me feel a little lost...

"And this question, why did you make a mistake in your calculation?" The teacher's scolding brought me back to my senses. I looked down at the direction of the teacher's finger with some guilt, and could only nod to express my understanding.

Hmm... The calculation error here is that when I was writing the test paper, I suddenly thought of the teacher's expression of pressing me under her, so... "What are you thinking? Why are you blushing?" Teacher Asked, the back of his hand lightly touched my cheek.

"Uh...no, I'll be more careful next time." I said innocently, the teacher just sighed and said softly, "I'm not making things difficult for you, you know that?"

I nodded desperately, I know the teacher will never make things difficult for me!She is doing it for my own good. In fact, I am very happy to be asked by the teacher like this. Although I am tired sometimes, I will treasure that uniqueness in my heart.

"I know you can do it, and you are also interested in mathematics, so I hope you can do better, understand?" The teacher patted my head and pointed to the questions on the test paper, "Every math problem has a correct answer, but I find...."

"What did the teacher find?" I wondered.

The teacher raised his head and smiled lightly. I was a little shocked by the quiet and beautiful gentleness.

"If you are a math problem, there must be no correct answer, because no matter what you look like, it is my answer." The teacher patted my head and looked at me dotingly. The full love made me feel safe And peace of mind.

I would like to stay with a woman for the rest of my life, never leave, not afraid of any gossip, our love, never include others as the protagonist.

Stumbling and stumbling along the way, if accompanied by a woman, I would go on without any doubt.

The teacher poked me on the cheek and asked, "What are you thinking? You have such a good smile."

I shook my head, a smile was everything.I stretched out my hand to caress the earring on the woman's right ear, feeling hot in my heart. "Why did the teacher want to buy me earrings in the first place? And when did the teacher buy this earring?"

"Actually, I just happened to see the earring and bought it for you. As for when I bought this." The teacher pointed to his earring, "I had this earring before, and I deliberately picked the exact same one to buy it for you."

My face was hot and I could only smirk.

I buried my head and continued to write the math test paper, feeling the teacher gently caressing the top of my head, so doting.

I like Huang Youyun and this math teacher, even though I am her student.

After the national competition, the long-discussed class tour followed.

The weather in mid-November was cold, and the result of the discussion in the class decided to have a barbecue by the sea and hold a firefly party at night.We also had fellowship activities with the other two classes during this class tour. It can be said that it was going on like a raging fire, but I hesitated.

As always, when I changed into my uniform and stood in front of the cash register, Ajie rarely leaned over to me, holding a drink cup in his hand and asked, "How is the progress with the teacher? Have you returned to home plate?"

I froze for a few seconds, and then shouted at him in shame and anger, "Luo Yingjie! Go away!" I saw him smile meaningfully, and the way he raised his eyebrows let me know that he must be thinking about it again.

I glared at him angrily, "It's not the end." He raised the corners of his mouth and laughed like a beating, "Oh?" The raised tone clearly shows disbelief!

"Really, the teacher said that I am not yet an adult and won't mess with me." Strange?The questions in my life have evolved from the original "Will this question count?" ’ evolved into the current 『Where have you and her developed? 』I really don't understand...

Ajie patted me on the shoulder and said, "Although it's a pity that you are worthy of the teacher, she is a good woman and you must take good care of it." I rolled my eyes and didn't bother to argue with him, but I couldn't admit that the teacher is indeed a good woman .

"It should be smooth sailing with the teacher now, right? Why are you sighing?" Ajie asked lightly.

I pressed the corners of my lips, then looked at the cash register and whispered: "I have always had a very uneasy feeling. I don't feel this way when I am with the teacher, but as long as I leave her, I seem to be missing something. , To be honest, I'm a little afraid of my dependence, will it cause trouble for each other?"

Ajie put down his glass and said coldly: "That's it? I thought it was something. What are you afraid of? Your lover is so good, and she is also a teacher. Just trust her with your own peace of mind. Sometimes love is like a kind of It’s a crazy game of trust, you have to exchange hearts, suspicion and fear will hurt each other.”

I was stunned for a while, and then said: "...How many girlfriends have you had? Love experts!" He glanced at me, and his eyes were on the coffee machine again. With hot water, the space is filled with a rich coffee aroma.

His words also drifted away with the hot air, "Two. One...she broke up with someone else and left, and the other...I couldn't bear her love, so I left her."

I froze.

His expression was indifferent, and he was still brewing coffee neatly. In fact, it was very difficult to detect his sadness.

"Still in a daze, the customer wants to order." He suddenly reprimanded in a cold voice, as if the melancholy in his tone just now was just my illusion, and it disappeared as soon as it disappeared.

Later, we didn't bring up this topic again, but I still think of him from time to time, and I suddenly think of girls.

Everyone has a story, a past that cannot be told but only missed.Those times, no matter good or bad, are gone forever, leaving only the people in the memory with nostalgia.

Do some people miss a lifetime when they turn around?

"Xiao Zuo, why are you still standing there? You can get off work." Ajie stood at the counter and shouted to me who was mopping the floor, and then I looked back at the clock and looked out the window. Sure enough, I saw the familiar all-white March Quietly parked in the parking lot.

"okay."

I put the mop back and prepared to go back to the lounge to change clothes, but the faint uneasiness in my heart still lingered.