Time makes you fall

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The car drove to the entrance of the hospital, but before it stopped, Zhu Yao pushed open the door and jumped off.

The schoolbag that usually feels heavy turns into a light feather on the shoulder.

Qu Qingcheng's "Be careful" was lost in the wind howling past his ears.

Zhu Yao didn't have time to wait for the elevator, so she ran to the third floor out of breath: "Zhu, Zhu Yinglan..."

When I found Zhu Yinglan, I couldn't tell whether it was Zhu Yao's speechless face that was more ugly, or Zhu Yinglan's livid face.

The driver carefully smiled at the side.

Zhu Yinglan: "Did you see that? You are the one who cursed your own mother! I got into a car accident!"

Zhu Yinglan was intact, except for a small bruise on her knee, probably no bigger than the belly of a thumb.

"It's not that serious."

"What?!" Zhu Yinglan's voice became sharper: "Do you really want me to be killed to be satisfied?!"

"……no."

no.

When I thought you had a serious car accident just now, I hoped that the person who was hit and killed was myself.

hate and attachment.Alienated and missed.My feelings for you are so contradictory.

mom.

While secretly praying that I never grow up to be an adult like you, I never want to lose you.

mom.

but.

Zhu Yinglan calmed down and stared at Zhu Yao.Zhu Yao lowered his head and stared at his dirty white sneakers.

The phrase "I'm sorry, Mom" ​​was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't say it anyway.

Just like she would never wait for Zhu Yinglan's words "Did I hurt you?"

Zhu Yinglan will never wait for her to say "I'm sorry, Mom".

And the mother and daughter know it well.

The warmth that was once within reach, accompanied by ten years of absence, accompanied by dark and empty houses, accompanied by tightened eyebrows and awkward silence.

Dissolving in the undercurrent where even the air condenses silently, there is no trace of it anymore.

"Congratulations to Yao's mother."

"Teacher Qu?" Zhu Yinglan immediately put on a professional smile: "Why bother you to come here?"

"Teacher Fang has a class in the afternoon, so I said that I will send Zhu Yao to the hospital, just in time to see you."

She passed several bottles of pure water in her hand: "I don't think you have the time to think about such trivial things as taking water..."

"Thank you." Zhu Yinglan smiled exaggeratedly: "Teacher Qu, you are so careful, no wonder you can be a teacher."

"Are you all right?"

"Hey, I'm fine, I just bumped into the car in front of me. My car is fine, so I'm sure I'm fine. I said to go to the hospital out of caution, but the doctor saw that the bruise on my leg was so small and drove me away. Let’s go back hahaha.”

Zhu Yao glanced at the driver, and the driver showed a helpless look of "Mr. Zhu asked me to call me to exaggerate and say that I can't help it".

"That's great, it's fine."

"Well, it's all right, please run."

"Then, I won't disturb your rest."

"Thank you, Teacher Qu, you just came here, this gift..." He took the envelope out of the platinum bag again.

It's really hard to give up.

Qu Qingcheng waved his hands again and again: "I really can't accept it."

"Zhuyao is at school, don't worry."

Zhu Yinglan looked very disappointed.

Qu Qingcheng asked Zhu Yao gently: "Will you stay with mom in the hospital for a while before leaving?"

Zhu Yinglan: "I'm going back to the company, you should go back to school too, study hard to make money in the future..."

Zhu Yao interrupted: "Understood."

The voice was muffled.

Qu Qingcheng said softly, "I'll drive you back to school."

******

in case.

If it was Qu Qingcheng's co-driver under other circumstances, Zhu Yao would probably have noticed that on the center console of Qu Qingcheng's car, there was a photo frame like a small tree. There were about four or five photos, all of which were all kinds of cute little things. dog.

A string of sandalwood beads hung from the rearview mirror, swaying as the car moved.

Maybe Zhu Yao will muster up the courage and pretend to say casually: "Do you like dogs?"

"Didn't you raise one yourself?"

"I also like dogs, but my mother never let me keep them since I was a child."

Or ask a little more in-depth: "Do you believe in Buddhism?"

"Can you tell me something about Buddhism? I still don't understand it."

but.

But at this moment, Zhu Yao just turned his head and looked out the window, as if obsessed with the dusty scenery outside.

Even the midsummer sun can't light it up.

Qu Qingcheng was not in the habit of playing songs in the car, so Zhu Yao took out his earphones and plugged them in.

Qu Qingcheng asked softly, "What are you listening to?"

Zhu Yao stared out the window without speaking, pretending not to hear.

While waiting for a red light, Qu Qingcheng imagined that he reached out to pick up Zhu Yao's earphones like last time.

Zhu Yao dodges.

Qu Qingcheng smiled and withdrew his hand.

Be polite and polite.

Zhu Yao still didn't put anything in her earphones, so that she could hear the sound of prayer beads swaying inside the car and the sound of brakes outside the car.

She even felt that she could hear Qu Qingcheng's breathing.

After finally getting to the school gate, Zhu Yao still opened the door and jumped out of the car as if he was in the hospital just now.

Qu Qingcheng's "be careful" was once again lost in the wind behind him.

Not at all, not at all wanting to see Qu Qingcheng.

Why, Qu Qingcheng saw all the most embarrassing and embarrassing moments.

******

Monday, school.

In the third Chinese class, Qu Qingcheng stepped onto the podium.

Zhu Yao didn't want to see what she was wearing today.

The Chinese textbooks stand tall, covering the eyes of looking at the mobile phone in the desk drawer.

Qu Qingcheng's voice was gentle and calm: "The reason for Belikov's death..."

Zhu Yao didn't listen to what this text was about.

It seems to be a person who is afraid of changing everything that exists, making everyone around him extremely depressed.

The students seemed to think this man was ridiculous, and Yi Siyuan took the lead in blowing the whistle.

Zhu Yao stared at the comics on the phone and thought: Then, wouldn't it be more ridiculous for someone who thinks that everything can be changed?

She was the one who thought everything could change.

If Qu Qingcheng only valued her, then, maybe.

The fairy godmother's spell twelve won't disappear, and the crystal carriage won't turn back into a stupid pumpkin.The little mermaid's tails turn into legs, and she can sing beautiful songs.The little fox waited until the golden-haired little prince watched the sunset 44 times together.

but.

"Zhu Yao."

Zhu Yao didn't even want to lift his head.

"Zhu Yao."

Yi Siyuan's voice tinged with sarcasm: "He's wandering in the sky again."

Zhu Yao stood up and met Shang Qu Qingcheng's gentle and calm eyes.

"In what aspects did Chekhov express Belikov's 'concealed' characteristics?"

Zhu Yao looked at Qu Qingcheng blankly.

Yi Siyuan laughed loudly: "Teacher Qu, you don't have to call Zhu Yao to answer the questions. The other teachers have given up long ago."

Qu Qingcheng looked at Zhu Yao: "Why don't you tell me, what kind of person do you think Belikov is?"

A very ridiculous person.

Zhu Yao pursed her lips and didn't speak.

Qu Qingcheng: "Sit down."

Yi Siyuan booed: "Zhu Yao, another teacher has given up on you, now your life will be more comfortable."

Qu Qingcheng suddenly said seriously: "Nothing."

"Yi Siyuan, sit in your own seat and don't turn around."

Zhu Yao lowered his head, his eyes still falling on the comics on the phone screen.

Qu Qingcheng's gentle and serious sentence just now echoed in his ears: "It's nothing."

Zhu Yao did not give up.

******

When the get out of class bell rang, Shang Xiaoran flew towards Qu Qingcheng on the podium like a cheerful bird again.

Zhu Yao never knew what questions Shang Xiaoran was asking every time, but only saw the smile on Qu Qingcheng's lips deepening as every day.

Zhu Yao suddenly felt stuffy in the classroom, stood up, and wanted to take a breath in the corridor.

When walking out, be very careful not to bump into other people's tables.

Standing by the corridor, looking at the boys fighting outside the classroom on the first floor, and the girls holding arms, it was no different from the past.

A figure stood beside Zhu Yao.

Zhu Yao turned around and walked into the classroom.

"Zhu Yao." Qu Qingcheng called out to her.

Zhu Yao had no choice but to stop.

Qu Qingcheng smiled and spread out his palms: "Here, I bought you."

A piece of nougat.

"Bring you not to copy your Chinese homework tonight, just obediently do it yourself, okay?"

Zhu Yao ignored it and walked directly into the classroom.

"Zhu Yao."

Zhu Yao had no choice but to stop again.

"Why are you avoiding me?"

"Not hiding."

"I've been hiding since Teacher's Day." Qu Qingcheng asked her, "What's wrong?"

"nothing."

When Qu Qingcheng wanted to say something, Zhu Yao muttered in a low voice, "Class is about to start."

The ringing of the school bell was her best cover, allowing her to run away smoothly.

When he entered the classroom, he glanced at Shang Xiaoran.

Shang Xiaoran was still laughing and chatting with friends about an online concert: "The voice change is too amazing."

Zhu Yao stared at her delicate and ruddy mouth.

It seems that he is not chewing a piece of nougat.

Was that clear nougat given to her alone?

******

Go home after evening self-study.

Zhu Yao walked into the study and spread out the homework of various subjects.

What should be done must be done, and what should be copied must be copied. The answer was secretly bought from the bookstore at the school gate.If you don't hand in your homework, it will be even more annoying to be called by your parents.

When copying the Chinese homework, the tip of the pen froze for a moment.

Qu Qingcheng asked her not to copy, but to obediently do it herself.

However, she did not agree to Qu Qingcheng, nor did she confiscate Qu Qingcheng's nougat.

As if someone was angry, he still faced the answer and viciously copied it down.

The ink on the nib almost cut through the pages of the book.

The aroma of paper, the aroma of ink overflowing from the pen tip, is the cleanliness unique to the student days.

It's just that at that time, Zhu Yao, who was still young, didn't know how precious everything was.

She was just wondering who she was mad at.

With Qu Qingcheng?Or with Zhu Yinglan?

Maybe just with herself.

With the despicable and vicious one who let his mother die.

With the gloomy and withdrawn self that is not lovable at all.

******

After Teacher's Day, Zhu Yao never saw Zhu Yinglan again.

This is the norm in their family. When Zhu Yinglan gets busy, she is used to living in a company or a hotel.

Perhaps subconsciously, she kept running away from this home that Zhu Yao couldn't escape.

But Qu Qingcheng sees him every day.

Several times Qu Qingcheng wanted to talk to Zhu Yao, but Zhu Yao avoided him like he had seen a ghost.

She hid from Qu Qingcheng for a week.

Face to face again, it is time for another Monday.

The author says:

感谢在2021-09-1417:11:49~2021-09-1516:18:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Huosen;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Mu Chenyan and Huanxi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!