Love on the left bank, you on the right bank

After the day we parted, I never saw the teacher again.

When I passed the mathematics office, I just heard that the teacher seemed to be on a business trip to another county or city. I couldn't help but smile wryly, and left as soon as possible after handing in my homework with a sigh.

Everything seems too coincidental.

Thinking of this, I caressed my neckline, and my thoughts slowly sank into the deep sea, getting heavier and heavier...

Those bite marks gradually faded day by day, leaving only shallow marks, like marks of being bitten by mosquitoes.

However, the heart still hurts.

I took out my phone from my pocket, sat on the stairs beside me, lowered my head full of anticipation and slid open the screen lock, only to be disappointed.

"Teacher, the class tour has been heatedly discussed in the class for the past few days, I will go, and now the teacher should remember to eat at noon. 』

I typed word by word slowly, and when I pressed send, the teacher read it immediately.As for me, I stared blankly at the read, and almost impulsively asked why the teacher couldn't read it back?

It has been three days, and I still send text messages according to the three meals. Whenever I think of the teacher, I will send a message to talk about the locks in the class. In fact, I just want the teacher to notice me...

I can't stop my urge to miss my teacher. I believe that the teacher will come back. The messages on LINE have never been interrupted, and the teacher has always been unable to read back.

I desperately told myself not to be discouraged, as long as I work hard, the teacher will definitely feel my sincerity!

I believe so.

"Teacher, I will wait for you to come back, I miss you very much. 』

Have read.

"Teacher, will you show up in class today?"This is the fifth day, how is the teacher? 』

Have read.

The day of the class tour has finally arrived.

When I sat on the seat of the tour bus, I was still in a nervous mood, and even began to regret whether I should have agreed to participate in the class tour just because I wanted to see the teacher.

"Si Ting, are you okay? Your face is pale..." My classmate's concern came from the aisle, I forced a smile, and tried to gather my energy to return to her, "I'm fine, I just finished breakfast , a little nauseous."

"Do you get motion sickness?" The classmate continued to ask with concern, so I had no choice but to give an excuse and said logically, "Yes, a little bit."

"Then you don't want to sit in the front?" After saying that, the classmate almost enthusiastically wanted to help me to sit in the front. Even though I declined with a smile, I was still dragged away. I had to smile bitterly and let the classmate pull me to the front. The cable car just closed the door , the figure slowly walking into the car was so familiar that it stunned me!

"Teacher! Are you back!" The students next to me screamed first, causing commotion in the whole class. I froze in place, speechless...

The teacher looked over me and greeted everyone with a smile. I was hit on the shoulder several times, and many people flocked to me, overwhelming me.

Perhaps, at this time, even if we are not separated by the crowd, we are equally alienated?

"Okay, okay, everyone sit down, don't cause trouble to the driver brother, wait until the beach and let's play together?" The teacher's voice is still warm and beautiful, and a certain part of the heart melts after listening to it.That gentle voice once said that she loved me over and over again, and she was about to cry that night and said that she didn't want me to forget her.

Suddenly, after several centuries and several seasons have changed, she in the crowd is already a little strange and in a trance.Her smile is still warm, making my heart sour.

I haven't seen you for a few days, like three autumns.

How ruthless is it to have read my messages one by one?Or how painful it is to have to ignore me?I looked at the woman quietly, the noise in my ears had dissipated, and the teacher turned his head away at this moment and looked directly at me across the vast crowd.

My heart seems to be pounding hard, it hurts, it hurts...

"By the way, Si Ting! Then you can sit with the teacher! This way you won't get motion sickness! And the teacher will take care of you." The cheering shout of the classmate brought me back to my senses, and I was at a loss for a while.The woman's expression was a little surprised, and a trace of astonishment flashed in her eyes, which was too fast for me to fathom.

The classmate just pressed my shoulders and made me sit down. The hands pressing my shoulders may not have been intended, but it just suppressed my urge to run away.

On the one hand, I yearn for contact with women, and on the other hand, I reject it. This kind of contradictory mood pulls me and makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

In the end, reason was defeated by sensibility, and I still couldn't restrain myself from wanting to get closer to the teacher.

The tour bus drove away from the campus slowly. I lowered my head and folded my hands on my thighs. The faint bathing face of the teacher still made me fascinated.

For some reason, I feel that the distance between me and the teacher seems to be starting to grow apart...

"Are you going to get motion sickness?" The teacher said lightly, which seemed to be a kind of politeness, but this kind of greeting made me feel uncomfortable in my chest.

"Hmm." I responded softly, but still didn't look up.

I heard the teacher sigh softly, "Are you angry?" That weak tone sounded like she was holding back to accommodate me. I was immature like a child who couldn't get candy, which only made me feel aggrieved.

I don't cry or make noise, why do I have to sigh so weakly?

"I'll take care of myself." This time, I was really angry, but my tone was still so light that people couldn't detect my displeasure.

The teacher was silent and did not answer.

The sea next to the school is actually not far away. Just when I wanted to apologize, the tour bus stopped and opened the door.

The teacher was so kind, but he was pulled out of the car under the excited greeting of the whole class, and there was no room for me to intervene.I was stunned for a few seconds, and finally got up slowly, but someone touched my arm, and I turned my head to see Xu Haicen's still indifferent, but less cold.

"And me, what are you afraid of." She said coldly, and I froze for a few seconds before smiling bitterly and nodding.

At this time... she is the only one left to accompany me...

The moment I got off the bus, the deadly salty smell in the air immediately made me dizzy, and I almost fled back to the tour bus in a hurry. If it wasn't for Xu Haicen to accompany me, I would definitely have fled.

"What's wrong with you?" Xu Haicen asked in a low voice, clinging to my arm, "Your face is pale."

"I, I'm fine..." The crowd in front of me began to shake and spin, and the sound of the waves hitting the rocks over and over again was like a girl's scream, which made my ears swell and hurt.

"Lan──! Lan──! 』

The moment I raised my head, the deep sea finally... finally hit my eyes again, and my eyes suddenly overflowed with deep blue sea water, and I froze in place, unable to move...

"Left? Left!"

"Save me...save me..."

I couldn't help myself and started to tremble all over, a cold feeling hit my heart directly from my fingertips, I tried hard to suppress the tearing feeling in my chest, but my breathing began to be unsteady and short.

My eyes began to shake, and the sea was getting closer and closer to me... almost drowning me.

The bright sun above my head began to scald me hot. I wanted to run away, but I couldn't move.

"Left! Left!"

"Ikai──Wake up!Wake up...wake up...』

The air in my lungs seemed to be sucked out, and I couldn't breathe. The severe pain made my head feel like it was being torn apart. I bit my lower lip tightly, and finally my eyes went black, and my whole body was completely submerged in the dark blue sky. deep sea......

"Teacher, maybe I am not the best person, but you will have the best me.i love you. 』

Have read.