Hilarious sweetheart: chief palm treasure!

Chapter 690 My Teacher Is Too Heartless [56]

Si Shen didn't pay too much attention to his mother's life, only remembered that he called his grandparents in the way of 'my mother's parents'.

Obviously, he had never met these two people.

He began to describe his mother's life with words like 'heard'. Obviously, his memory of this mother is not so deep.

"Before we got married, we said we would love forever. However, before my elder brother was born, that man raised women outside, more than one. She endured and endured...until she became pregnant with me, she thought she could return to that The sincerity of a man, however, hehe."

Shen Lanzhou twitched the corners of his mouth, that smile was very light, so light that there was no particularly strong emotion, not even sadness.

As if, from beginning to end, it was someone else's story.

"My eldest brother was ten years old, and when I was five years old, she committed suicide at home... I heard that she shed a lot of tears and blood, but the funny thing is... I don't have any memory at all."

Without memory, there is no feeling of grief.

The feeling of not being able to shed tears is actually the most difficult...

In Si Shen's eyes, Shen Lanzhou has always been a very colorful person, but suddenly seeing this side of him, he can't control his mood...

Distressed.

Can't bear it.

When he reacted, his hand had already landed on the back of Shen Lanzhou's.

He originally planned to take it back with a light pat, but the boy's reaction was quite quick, he snapped his palm over, and firmly held his five fingers in the palm of his hand.

Si Shen felt as if...he had fallen into the jaws of a tiger.

He heard footsteps just behind him, lowered his voice, and pulled his hand back forcefully, "Let go!"

It just slipped a little, and he held it with greater strength and put it in the pocket of the school uniform.

Si Shen tried to struggle a few times, but he couldn't break free, so he could only let him go.

In the narrow pocket, Shen Lanzhou gradually intertwined his fingers.

Shaking hands with a man is completely different from shaking hands with a woman. A woman's hand is weak and boneless, and she dare not use force in her palm for fear of breaking her.

But a man's hand is different, it is a competition, a collision, and... a comfort that can be handed over to the heart.

After a long silence, Shen Lanzhou said, "Teacher, no matter how far you go, I will catch up with you."

Si Shen suddenly laughed, "Can you catch up?"

He turned sideways, the arc made him look a bit mean, and at the same time, compared with the usual elegant and gentle smile, it was more colorful.

Shen Lanzhou met his gaze, his eyes were firm and fiery, as if burning with an eternal fire.

"Will do."

Si Shen was most afraid of his color, took advantage of his unpreparedness, pulled out his hands, and fled.

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At the art festival, a whole class performed on stage, and the parents in the audience were very excited.

Never thought that the bastard at the end of the crane every day would have such a time to shine.

Those students came down from the podium, everyone was smiling, discussing the performance just a few minutes ago.

Only Shen Lanzhou's face was as sinking as water.

The only audience he was expecting never appeared from the beginning to the end, and he didn't know where he fled.

Go back to the phalanx of class one and sit down.

The other students brought their own small stools, and the chairs were left for parents to sit on, but he only had a single small plastic stool.

That seemed too lonely, so he simply sat on the chair reserved for Si Shen, and took out the 3000 English words that he had never left his hand during that time.

Just at this moment, Si Qian walked over.

(End of this chapter)