One big and one small are practicing love

I couldn't open my eyes, tears kept flowing from the corners of my eyes, the pillow was soaked, and the cool, wet cotton and linen cloth stuck to the skin on the side of my face and neck, causing itchiness and discomfort.

I don't know how long it took, but the real physical feeling awakened Liu Xiaochen, and she was finally able to open her eyes. His consciousness has realized that it was just a dream, but the sadness still cannot be dispelled.

His body was dull and he didn't want to move at all.

Liu Xiaochen just stared blankly at the faint yellow light in front of him, recalling the situation in his dream, and cried silently.

In the past two years, I haven’t dreamed about them much, only three or two times a year. But never like last night, my parents, younger brother and Teacher Wang all dreamed at the same time.

I dreamed that my parents only bought new clothes for my brother during the Chinese New Year, but Liu Xiaochen still wore old clothes given by others. Playing with the children, everyone was wearing new clothes, everyone surrounded her and laughed at her.

Humiliation, sadness, helplessness, fear, real and strong. Liu Xiaochen cried hard both in and out of dreams.

I once again dreamed of Teacher Wang wearing a white dress and standing on the podium reading Tang Wan's "The Hairpin-Headed Phoenix". Liu Xiaochen sat in the middle of the second row, raised his head and listened carefully.

The world is thin, people are evil, and flowers tend to fall when the rain comes at dusk. At dawn, the wind has dried, and there are still traces of tears. I want to write down my thoughts, but I can't speak alone.

People become different, things are not the same as yesterday, and the sick soul is always like a rope on a swing. The sound of the horn is cold, the night is dark, I am afraid of being asked, so I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy. Hide, hide, hide.

When Teacher Wang finished reciting the last word, he suddenly disappeared.

Liu Xiaochen stood up immediately and looked around in panic, but there was none. I ran out of the classroom again and saw a man in black not far away, pulling Teacher Wang to walk quickly. Liu Xiaochen ran behind and shouted, "Teacher Wang, where are you going?" ’ Teacher Wang did not look back, and walked faster and faster with the man in black, farther and farther until he disappeared.

Teacher Wang has had this dream many times. The details are different every time, but the ending is always awesome.

Thinking about it, the sadness slowly subsided.

Liu Xiaochen lazily turned over and stretched out his crouched body. Only then did he realize that his muscles all over his body were sore and his heart felt empty.

Maybe it was last night when I talked about them with Teacher Zuo, and subconsciously I couldn't help but think about them again, even if it was not a good memory.

Looking at my phone, it’s 4:[-] in the morning and I’m not sleepy at all.

Get up, turn on the desk lamp, go to the bathroom to wash your face, brush your teeth, and comb your hair. Change out of your pajamas and put on the clothes you wore yesterday.

After doing all this, look at the time, it's almost 5 o'clock, and it's quiet indoors and outdoors.

I thought, if I make porridge now, even if Teacher Zuo goes out at 6 o'clock, he can still have breakfast. After cooking, take the bus back to school early and have breakfast in the cafeteria. You can enter the library as soon as it opens.

He walked very lightly and slowly, but the sensor light was too sensitive. As soon as Liu Xiaochen passed by, the light still turned on immediately. I am mentally prepared and no longer frightened.

Liu Xiaochen quietly came to the kitchen. Just as he was about to open the refrigerator and look at the ingredients, he suddenly heard the sound of the door and footsteps. Xun Sheng turned around to look and saw Zuo Kunmin coming from the study. He was wearing the same home clothes as last night, his hair was a little disheveled and his eyes were sleepy.

"Sorry, Teacher Zuo, I woke you up." Liu Xiaochen whispered.

Zuo Kunmin poured a glass of water, took a few sips, and said, "No, I worked late in the study last night and didn't go back to the bedroom. I rested in the study." After saying that, he poured another glass of water and handed it to Liu Xiaochen. "Come out to look for water again?"

"Thank you, Teacher Zuo." Liu Xiaochen took the water glass but said without drinking, "I'm not thirsty, I just woke up suddenly and couldn't sleep. I thought I couldn't sleep anyway, so I got up and made breakfast."

Zuo Kunmin put down the water glass, pulled out a dining chair nearby and said, "Xiaoxiao, sit down. There is something I want to discuss with you."

"You sit down, I'll do it myself." After saying that, Liu Xiaochen gently pulled out another dining chair with both hands, sat down, and asked, "What's the matter, Teacher Zuo?"

Zuo Kunmin moved forward slightly and said solemnly and affirmatively: "I want to ask you to be Xiaoxu and Yanyan's tutor. You can use your spare time. I will pay you the market price."

After deep thought last night, Zuo Kunmin has confirmed that the inheritance of spirit, temperament, and character is more important than the transmission of knowledge and skills.

The transmission of the latter must rely on people who are close companions. Liu Xiaochen has a character that Zuo Kunmin admires, and there is also the shadow of the children's biological mother. Right now, Liu Xiaochen is the most suitable candidate.

"No." Liu Xiaochen shook his head anxiously.

"Don't want to?"

"No, no." Liu Xiaochen said urgently, looking slightly panicked. He looked up at Zuo Kunmin and said sincerely: "Teacher Zuo, you and Teacher Wang are both my benefactors! If it can really help you to accompany Xiaoxu and Yanyan, I am very willing. But I can't ask for it again. Your money."

Zuo Kunmin pursed his lips and smiled softly, and said: "Xiaoxiao, don't think so much, just do as I say, and I will send you the money at the beginning of every month. Live well and study well." As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Kun Min covered his mouth and yawned, and then two lines of tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Teacher Zuo, can I..." Liu Xiaochen opened his mouth and tried to speak again.

"Xiao Xiao!" Zuo Kunmin suddenly shouted her name again.

"Huh?" Liu Xiaochen responded urgently.

"Can you help me cook a bowl of noodles?" Zuo Kunmin said, standing up without any warning, raising his long arms and stretching.

Liu Xiaochen was looking at Zuo Kunmin, waiting for his words.

Caught off guard, I saw the hem of his light gray sweater pulled up along his arms, exposing a small section of skin on his waist. As if being electrocuted, Liu Xiaochen's eyes instantly bounced back and he lowered his head hurriedly.

Not hearing her answer, Zuo Kunmin's questioning tone became more serious and he asked again: "Is it okay? Xiaoxiao?"

"Huh? Oh!" Liu Xiaochen nodded and murmured: "Okay... okay, okay!"

Hearing the confusion in her words, Zuo Kunmin slowly lowered his arms and turned to Liu Xiaochen in confusion, seeing a blush on her face. He looked down and saw that the hem of his clothes was stuck at his waist. He immediately understood what was going on and felt an itch in his heart.

Zuo Kunmin was slightly surprised by this sudden flutter in his heart. In my memory, this is a feeling I have experienced only when I was young, and I also think this is a feeling that only youth can have.

"I...went upstairs to change my clothes. I'll be down in a moment."

"it is good."

……

Since taking care of two children, Liu Xiaochen has automatically adjusted his life rhythm to this.

When there is no class in the afternoon, after lunch, I go to Shuguang Primary School.

Pick up the children from school and accompany them to training classes.

I usually get home around 6 o'clock and make dinner for the children. After dinner, I accompany them to do homework, practice piano, and take care of them until they go to bed.

There was no class on Tuesday afternoon, the only day of the week. Thursday afternoon was an elective course, so Liu Xiaochen escaped. This happens two days a week.

There is only one class on Monday and Wednesday afternoons, and there is no time to go to Shuguang Elementary School and training classes after class. Liu Xiaochen went directly to Zuo Kunmin's house so that he could prepare dinner in time for them to come back.

Friday afternoon is the busiest time. Liu Xiaochen has two classes and it’s already 6 o’clock after class. It happened to be in time for the evening rush hour, and it was almost 8 o'clock when we arrived at Zuo Kunmin's house. I only laughed and chatted with the children for a while, then took care of them to wash up and sleep.

On Saturdays and Sundays, I revolve around my two children all day long, including classes, homework, exhibitions, outdoor activities, etc.

How to take care of two children, Liu Xiaochen quickly found a suitable rhythm.

It's just that my original rhythm of life and study has been disrupted. In addition to attending classes and taking care of two children, I have almost no time for myself. It consumes a lot of energy and is a bit tired.

There were books to read, school homework, CET-[-], and junior accountant exam preparations. Liu Xiaochen didn’t want to give up.

There are only 24 hours in a day. How can you take good care of your two children without giving up on yourself? Flustered, exhausted, anxious, and unwilling, Liu Xiaochen struggled mentally and physically, trying hard to find a balance between the two.

Make the best use of all your time and challenge your physical endurance. There is no other way.

Get up at 5 o'clock in the morning, listen to English with headphones, wash, change clothes, and cook. When I go out around 6 o'clock, while waiting for the bus or riding in the bus, I memorize the words, just like the morning reading at school.

At school, when I have free time between classes, I go to the library to read, borrow and return books. I didn't take a nap at noon. I only got a change of clothes in the dormitory.

While waiting for the children, I would read books in Master Zhao’s car or in the parents’ waiting area of ​​the institution, mainly professional books and rarely any literary and recreational books.

In the evening, after the children have gone to bed, they do the homework assigned by the teacher and write in their diary. Go to bed around 11 o'clock.

Because of running around, being noisy, tired, and always being interrupted, learning efficiency is not very good.

He fell asleep in class and jogged all the way. When he got up in the morning, he had to set three alarms and sit and stand. He couldn't handle being a junior accountant at the same time, so he gave up for the time being... For this reason, Liu Xiaochen blamed himself and felt anxious.

But after half a month of adjustment, adaptation, and writing diaries again and again to ask myself.

Liu Xiaochen understood that with her ability, she could only do so.