Love on the left bank, you on the right bank

The warm light of the morning sun penetrated into the window, I slowly opened my eyes, my consciousness was still a little fuzzy.I reached out and touched the bed next to me, and a burst of coolness suddenly woke me up.

I sat up suddenly and looked around in a panic, a shock of fear sent a chill down my spine.

No, no...

I didn't heave a sigh of relief until my panicked eyes fell on the dimly lit toilet, but I immediately tensed up and stared blankly.

The sound of flushing water sounded out of place, I quietly put on my slippers and got out of bed.Step by step, I walked lightly towards the toilet, and then I stood at the door, stunned.

Maybe it's not my illusion these days, the teacher's back is really weak and thin...

The teacher supported the sink with both hands, and the long hair over the shoulders fell casually on both sides of the body, and some water droplets could be seen to wet the ends of the hair.

Then, I saw a drop of tears slipping from the corner of the teacher's eyes, and wept with depression.

I have never seen the teacher cry, even when we were separated back then, we just cried through a door.

The figure who is obviously taller than me now looks really thin... so fragile... I finally hugged her tightly from behind irresistibly, the heartache made me feel suffocated.

"Did I wake you up?" Still in a mild and indifferent tone, he said softly: "I'm sorry, I tried my best to bear it..."

From the corner of the eye, I saw some blood streaks still remaining in the sink, which was even more shocking on the white porcelain surface.

"Don't say I'm sorry..." I buried my face into the teacher's back, I almost begged in a low voice, "Please don't say sorry..."

The teacher smiled lightly, turned his face and kissed my cheek, smiling lightly.

"It's time to go back to the hospital, right?"

As if he had already guessed what I would say, the teacher just nodded slightly, "Well, Guanyu reminded me several times."

I clenched my fists tightly and finally couldn't let go.

".....good."

No one knows how much enlightenment and heartache, and how much helplessness is contained in my "good".

I raised my head, and suddenly saw that the mirror surface was covered with fog due to the hot air from the faucet.Stretching out my hand, over the teacher's shoulder, under her peaceful eyes, I slowly wrote three words that turned into thousands of words.

"EBO"

All this, just because I love you.

In this world, I still love you deeply, and I will accompany you to the end...

I gently wiped the teardrops from the corners of the teacher's eyes, and I promised in a low voice, "This is the last time." This is the last time for you to cry, and I will keep the future tears for you.

"Before I go back to the hospital, I want to go to a place, can you go with me?"

I smiled and nodded seriously.

Even if the teacher didn't tell me where she wanted to go, I think I knew where we were supposed to go.

That is the starting point of a couple's journey, and it is also the place they should always return to.

In the beginning, the place where we met each other, the place where the sparkling sea still shines.

After meeting the guards, I parked the car in the parking lot on the campus and watched the phoenix flowers in full bloom, which made me really feel the sadness of parting.

I opened the car door for the teacher. Even though the weather was hot, the teacher was still wearing a thin coat.I held her somewhat cold hand.I know that the teacher is a woman with strong self-esteem, the last thing she needs is this kind of concern, right?

"A lot has changed here." The teacher sighed, "Sure enough, eight years is still a long time."

"Maybe it's true that some things have changed, but there are also some things that remain the same."

The teacher moved closer to me and took my arm, "I know."

Warm sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves, and the sunlight that seemed to be crushed like stars scattered all over the ground.We walked quietly through the tree-shaded avenue, the leaves whirled, like the sound of memories, which lasted for a long time...

"Si Ting." The teacher suddenly said as he walked past the office of the Chinese Department of Humanities, "Next, I want to tell you something, whether it's something you already know or something I haven't told you, I will tell you."

I nodded.

"I have seen you since you were very young. Your mother would occasionally bring you to school. Remember that time, you were about the same age as Xiaoguang. At that time, I hugged you and let you sit Sitting on my lap, you smiled so happily, I knew then that I liked you as a child."

I froze.

"I was originally your mother's little teacher. On the first day she taught, I liked her very much and looked forward to her class. I even volunteered to be her little teacher just to get closer to her. I know she is As someone with a family, because she was wearing a wedding ring, I didn’t think there would be any possibility between us at that time. It wasn’t until one day that the school’s Teacher’s Day event brought a change between us. That event I want to beat the teacher's back and serve tea, so I naturally took over this job."

Having said this, the teacher suddenly stopped and his eyes fell into the distance.

"After I handed her tea and cards, I was about to leave the classroom directly, but the teacher stopped me. When I turned around, I saw the teacher open his hands to me and smiled gently. At that moment, my My heart was beating so fast and it hurt so much, that hug just encouraged me to continue to maintain my excellent grades, but I was drowning in the teacher's arms. At that moment, I knew that my feelings for the teacher could not go back."

"...Because I couldn't go back, I raised my head and kissed her."

The teacher closed his eyes lightly and smiled slightly.

"She didn't push me away, and I didn't run away. We fell in love in that era when teacher-student love was as serious as murder and arson."

I lowered my gaze and said nothing.

"During that short period of time, I was indeed very happy, but I was also very anxious. Soon, the paper could not contain the fire, and the incident happened, followed by a series of twists and turns and pains. Finally, the teacher left this high school, and I I continued to stay. Since then, I have never seen the teacher again, and even the news of her passing away was accidentally seen on TV. At the moment, I just sighed lightly. I still continue to work hard, just to Try to realize our original agreement—she is a Chinese teacher, and I become a math teacher. The dream has come true, but she can’t see it either.”

I held the teacher's hand tightly and said firmly, "Mom must know, I believe, she has always guarded you."

"I believe it too." The teacher shook me back.

"Then, what happened next?"

"Later, when I finished my internship in Beiyi Girls and officially became a mathematics teacher, I did not hesitate to improve the teaching in this high school. I also accidentally saw a very familiar and special surname through a mathematics competition, so After a little attention, when I found out that she matched the identity of the teacher's youngest daughter, I was so happy that I almost cried."

"So it wasn't an accident that you called my name outside the classroom the first day I transferred to this high school?"

"It's not a coincidence, but even if I don't look at the AB watch, I can recognize you as the teacher's youngest daughter at a glance. You look alike, but your temperament is completely different."

"My mother should have more temperament, right?" I laughed a few times, "No wonder you said 'I finally found you.', now I finally understand."

That's right, all the doubts and misunderstandings from that year are being solved one by one. Maybe the purpose of this key given to me by the teacher back then is not just to open the suite, but also to have a deeper and deeper nostalgia...

"Your mother was a good teacher and a good woman, but—"

A gust of warm breeze suddenly raised sand and dust, and I quickly closed my eyes, fearing that the tiny gravel would get into my eyes.

I opened my eyes, and the familiar images from many years ago suddenly overlapped.

The teacher stood in front of me, facing the sun and reaching out to me. This time, I no longer hesitated and hesitated, and stretched out my hand──

"I've devoted my whole life to you, the one who loves me deeply."

At the age of 17, can I think that the teacher at that time wanted me to step forward regardless of my own safety and hold her?

Eight years may be really long, and because of this, it is enough to let me understand the heart-piercing pain at that time. In fact, it was just a lack of courage.

We were all too young to realize that the choices we made at that time can actually change everything when we miss it.

"Go on." The teacher's voice brought back my thoughts, and we continued to move forward, slowly rendered from the memory, holding each other's hands step by step, and continued to walk.

Just keep going.

We walked up the stairs, turned a corner, and walked through familiar classrooms. Finally, we stopped at the same time.

Looking at some old class signs, here, nothing has changed.

"I miss it so much... Class [-], Year [-], my former class." I sighed slightly, "Students are just like us, they don't like to lock the door."

"Iron roll-up doors will also be put down in the stairwell. If you don't lock it, you won't be afraid of being stolen!" The teacher opened the door, and I couldn't help laughing because of the warm and familiar feeling.

Looking for the appearance in memory, I sat in my seat, the teacher walked up to the podium, and picked up the chalk with his back to me.

At this moment, I finally couldn't help crying.

Covering my mouth with my hands, I cried in a low voice, looking at the teacher's still elegant and beautiful writing on the blackboard, I was very excited.

The teacher raised his hand, drew XY lines from left to right, and from top to bottom, and then drew a pair of beautiful arcs neatly.

I think I will always remember this math formula.

The teacher turned around, still holding the chalk in his hand, just like in the past, always giving lectures with high spirits, confidence and moving, which made me fascinated, and now, standing in front of me, it is really not a dream.

"Do you know what this is?"

"I never forgot."

"At that time, didn't I say, 'Asymptotic lines and hyperbolas will not intersect no matter how close they are?' Actually, I didn't say anything after that."

I was slightly stunned, the teacher turned around again, picked up the eraser and erased the writing on the blackboard without hesitation, "However, the human heart is not a rigid mathematical formula, it will have variables, so for me, the asymptotic line The meaning of the hyperbola is that the memories of me and the past, no matter how close they are, will never intersect, not me and you.”

I was stunned.

"Did you misunderstand at that time? Fool." The teacher put down the eraser and smiled warmly, "Seeing your expression on the verge of crying at that time, I really wanted to cry without tears."

"But, but you didn't tell me..." I pouted aggrievedly.

The teacher smiled and narrowed his eyes, "You didn't ask, did you?"

I was speechless and speechless.

The teacher stepped down from the podium and touched my head, "Let's not regret our past choices, shall we?"

"it is good."

I looked up, looked at each other and smiled.

"Teacher, let's go see my mother together?"

"OK."

The warmth of the palm soothed my tears, and I knew that this was no longer a dream that I missed too much. Xiao Zuo, 17, you don’t have to cry anymore, because you will be so happy eight years later.

The sound of waves outside the window drowned our thoughts. We met at the place where we first met, beyond the teacher-student relationship, with our fingers clasped together, regardless of the future or the past.

What is in full bloom in the fundus of the eyes is a whole piece of stars in the sky,

The teacher and I stood in front of mother's grave, put our hands together and bowed our heads, and greeted mother reverently.

The wind was suddenly strong, blowing up fallen leaves and swaying a large sky full of stars.

"Cough cough." The teacher coughed a few times, and I opened my eyes. "well enough?"

The teacher nodded, quietly looking at mother's grave, his eyes calm and indifferent.

"What did you say to Mom?" Seeing that the teacher kept murmuring in a low voice, it seemed that he had said a lot.

"I told her that you are a very good child, please don't worry, and I will apologize to her in person soon."

I'm stunned!

The teacher tightened the thin coat on his body, his face was a little pale, "Si Ting... You brought me to see Ting Yu, I really feel very happy, I feel that the things that have been hanging on my mind for many years are finally over."

"etc......."

"I believe that in the future, you will meet a girl who is willing to fold the [-]th paper star for you. If you like her, she will like you too. Please cherish her well. Until then, I will hide her in the suite. I wrote a letter, and you open it again."

Looking at the teacher's smile, I couldn't say any words of rejection.

"Can you call me 'Yuyun'? I don't think I've ever heard you call my name..."

The wind was a bit strong, and a chill chilled my spine. I panicked and anxious, and shook my head desperately, "Don't, don't, don't...there are still many opportunities in the future, not now...not now ....."

I don't know why I burst into tears. In my blurred vision, the figure of the teacher is a little faint.

I tried my best to wipe away the tears but they fell more and more fiercely. I couldn't cry by myself.

The teacher hugged me into his arms, the same warm body temperature made me feel so cold.

"Youyun...I love you...you are the one I love the most in this world."

The teacher smiled, as if satisfied with no regrets.

"Me too, thank you."

The large gypsophila is still quietly blooming brilliantly, like a teacher's smile, which is deeply imprinted in my heart.

never forget.

"Are you Zuo Siting?" 』

"yes! 』

"Great, I finally found you. 』

That night, the hospital issued a critical illness notice.

I sat on the chair in the corridor, and Xiaoguang lay in my arms and cried until he fell asleep.

Holding Xiaoguang tightly, I wept silently.

Mom, please take good care of Youyun for me, please tell her for me──

Teacher, I will take good care of myself. I am really happy that you are no longer sick.

Please don't worry about me crying, because I will definitely wipe away my tears.

Teacher, I believe that you are still by my side and have never left.

never left...

Please go with peace of mind, I will let you leave with a smile.

Bye now.

The woman I love most in this life, goodbye.

If there is another life, I will still be Zuo Siting, please remember to come to me.

I will always be waiting for you.

Yuyun, goodbye...