After the sick top was forced to marry

When Pei Ming came back after answering the phone, he saw a group of children forming a circle, with Lin Zijin holding a guitar in the middle.

The man lowered his eyebrows, and his slender and beautiful fingers swept over the strings, causing a shallow ripple in people's hearts.

Pei Ming was stunned for a moment, as if he had returned to several years ago in a trance, he asked his uncle to finally buy a ticket, and went to the A-mind concert that was still in the past.

At the end of the concert, Lin Zijin held the guitar in the same way, and played a song surrounded by several teammates.

Pei Ming couldn't help breathing lightly, quietly watched the man plucking the strings intently, and waited until the end of the song before saying, "Brother Lin."

A group of brats sitting next to them were no longer noisy as usual, they all sat quietly listening to the song, and then raised their hands and clapped together.

Lin Zijin raised his eyes: "Are you back?"

Pei Ming nodded. Just as he was about to say something, Lin Zijin handed the guitar to him: "Here, I'll leave it to you. I'll go out and get some air."

His fingertips brushed the two letters engraved on the piano board inadvertently, glanced at Pei Ming, and then left through the back door of the classroom.

Pei Ming realized that he seemed a little unhappy, but he didn't know why he was unhappy, so he could only ask the students confusedly: "Did Teacher Lin say something just now?"

The group of little beanlings shook their heads in unison, their eyes were sincere and sincere, Pei Ming let out a long sigh and had no choice but to give up.

After Lin Zijin came out of the classroom, he stood in the corridor for a while, fumbling for the cigarettes in his pocket, and finally let out an irritated "tsk".

He thought that there was nothing to care about, but the fact is that no one cares more about what that "1109" means than he does.

The guitar looks old and has a sense of age, but the owner has taken good care of it, which means that Pei Ming cares about the guitar very much.

The owner of the guitar may have something to do with the meaning of the string of numbers.

Lin Zijin paced distractedly, and after walking for a while, he suddenly felt that his trouser legs were being pulled.

He lowered his head inexplicably, and saw a little Douding standing beside him, looking up at him with a small face.

It was the little boy who frantically raised his hands to answer questions when he was just in class.

Lin Zijin raised his eyebrows, and simply squatted down to look at him: "Why don't you go to class?"

Xiao Douding hesitated for a while, to the effect that he didn't want to go to class, so he quietly followed him out.

"You learned to skip class at a young age?" Lin Zijin pinched his face, "Skipping class is not good, go back to class."

The little boy looked at him with a pair of big eyes, and the four characters "I don't understand" were clearly written inside.

"Do you understand what skipping class is?"

Lin Zijin wanted to explain to him what skipping class was, but after pondering for a while, he sighed again.

Forget it.

Anyway, he probably couldn't understand it.

Lin Zijin got up: "I'll take you back."

Xiao Douding understood this sentence, and quickly grabbed his sleeve and pulled it back, as if afraid that he would send him back.

"What's wrong?" Lin Zijin felt helpless, "Don't you want to go back to class?"

Douding shook his head honestly.

"Why? Don't you like Teacher Pei very much?"

Douding shook his head again.

Lin Zijin could only squat down again dumbfounded, trying to communicate effectively with him: "What's going on?"

"He, they bullied me and locked me in the toilet," Xiaodouding faltered and spoke vaguely, "It's dark, I'm afraid, and I don't like being with my classmates."

Lin Zijin paused, looking at the dark eyes of the child in front of him, his heart suddenly trembled.

He understood almost instantly what the child was afraid of.

After all, there was a time when I was so afraid.

Just such a sentence brought him back to the most painful days.Paralyzed by drugs or locked in a pristine room alone, just to allow him to seal off the traumatic days and communicate with others like a normal person.

He moved his lips: "Have you told anyone about this?"

Douding shook his head, and said childishly, "Mom and Dad are out to work, and the teacher is busy."

"What about Teacher Pei?" Lin Zijin asked, "Have you talked to Teacher Pei?"

Douding shook his head again: "Teacher Pei is also busy. Every time after class, he goes to the backyard of the school to write poems, not in the classroom."

write poetry?

Lin Zijin frowned slightly: "What poem are you writing?"

Douding finally seemed to be interested, grabbed his hand and said, "I'll take you there. Only I know the secret of Teacher Pei's poem writing."

Lin Zijin was caught off guard and pulled forward by him, so he staggered and ran forward along the corridor with the child in a daze.

The so-called "backyard" of the school is actually a small garden that was originally intended to be fenced but was not fenced for some reason.

Douding led him to stop in front of a white wall: "This is where Teacher Pei wrote poems."

Lin Zijin lowered his eyes, staring at the lines of black writing on the white wall without saying a word.

The characters should be written in charcoal. Although the lines are rough, the fonts are neat and neat, just like the post-its that the little star posted to him in various places when he lived in his own home.

Lin Zijin took a deep breath, and followed the charcoal writing line by line.

"When I spend the winter with you, even the snowflakes have warmth."

The payment date is the beginning of this year.

"Your teacher Pei has also been here this winter?" Lin Zijin asked.

Xiaodouding shook his head: "I don't know."

Lin Zijin raised his eyebrows and continued to look down.

"Flee with me, in the bronze sun, in the ever-growing galaxy."

The payment date was last year.

A series of short sentences are jumbled on this abandoned white wall, adding a bit of poetry to this somewhat desolate place.

"After you left, my spring became barren, with no grass growing."

"It's been so many years, every time I think of you, the rain in Beijing city comes to my heart again."

"I don't pick the moon, I want it to be bright all the time, and if only a ray of light hits me, it will be regarded as the blessing of the gods."

There are dozens of long and short sentences in total, spanning from three or four years ago to the present.

Lin Zijin blinked, feeling that his eye sockets were a little dry.

No matter how dull people come here, they will clearly feel the love between the lines.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Xiao Douding tugged at his sleeve again: "Are you sad?"

Lin Zijin immediately denied, "I didn't, why are you sad?"

Xiao Douding seemed very distressed: "But my grandma said that when people are sad, if they don't speak, sadness will come out of their eyes."

Only then did Lin Zijin come back to his senses, and wiped his eyes in a panic, and sure enough they felt a little wet.

There's nothing to be sad about.

Isn't this... something I already knew?

He took a deep breath, with a perfect smile on his face, and patted Xiaodouding's head: "I'm not sad, you go back to class, I will be sad if you don't go to class."

After hearing his words, Xiaodouding immediately let out a nervous "ah".

"If your Teacher Pei asks me where I've been," Lin Zijin dragged a small stool next to him and sat down, "just say that I'll wait for him here."

Xiaodouding let out a nervous "Oh" and trotted back to the teaching building.

Lin Zijin just sat by the white wall, took out his mobile phone and played Lianliankan which was not connected to the Internet.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang melodiously, followed by the noise of children coming out of the classroom.

He still lowered his head and continued to play his match [-] games, occasionally glancing at the time until the sound of hurried footsteps came from his side.

Panting, Pei Ming stopped not far from him, his face was a little pale, and he looked at him without blinking.

Lin Zijin put away his phone, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Yes, Mr. Pei, I didn't expect to write poetry."

"I, I didn't..."

Pei Ming glanced at the white wall beside him, knowing that this time it might be stolen by someone else, so he could only sigh: "It's all written nonsense, just for fun, it's not a poem."

"But it looks good to me."

Lin Zijin changed his posture and looked at the writing on the wall with his cheeks propped up: "Who is it written for? Your crush?"

Pei Ming licked his lips: "I didn't write it for anyone, I just... wrote it for fun."

"Who didn't you write to?"

Lin Zijin brushed off his sleeves, stood up slowly, looked at him with a smile on his face, but his peach blossom eyes were frighteningly cold: "You think I'm stupid, don't you?"

"No, Brother Lin, listen to me." Pei Ming didn't dare to look at him, his eyes fluttered in the air, "I'm really just writing for fun, there's nothing else to do, I'm occasionally bored here, so I'm here Write anything."

The smile on Lin Zijin's face faded, and even his voice was full of coldness: "Alright, let's terminate the contract when we go back. This relationship should have been broken long ago."

After he finished speaking, he quietly watched Pei Ming's face turn pale in an instant, and there was an unreasonable pleasure in his heart to take revenge on others.

Since you love that person so much, why did you come to provoke me?

If you don't make me feel better, why should I make you feel better?

After thinking about it in his heart, Lin Zijin suddenly felt that he was really vicious.

But evil is evil.

There was a mocking arc on his lips.

No one likes me anyway.

Lin Zijin glanced at Pei Ming, turned around and walked towards the teaching building. After walking a few steps, he heard the sound of panicked footsteps. Immediately after, he was hugged tightly by Pei Ming from behind.

"Brother Lin, I don't want it," his voice trembled, as if he was about to cry, "I won't stop, I won't leave, you are not allowed to drive me away."

Lin Zijin was silent for a while, then went to break his hand: "Let go."

"I won't let it go."

Pei Ming stubbornly hugged him tighter and tighter, so tight that Lin Zijin suspected that he was going to rub himself into his arms.

"actually......"

Pei Ming's voice was very low, accompanied by rapid panting due to nervousness, his lips pressed tightly against his ear: "Actually, I wrote these to you."

Lin Zijin's movements stopped suddenly, and he couldn't believe what he just heard.

"There is no other white moonlight, no other crush."

Pei Ming took a few deep breaths, and confessed all the emotions that have been suppressed for so many years, hot and fierce: "I have always been in love secretly, and the person I like is you."

"Lin Zijin, I've always loved you. You can't drive me away, you can't be so ruthless."

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Today is also a romantic puppy hehe