One big and one small are practicing love

The large bed in the guest room is spread with a large black and white checkered quilt, and two flax-colored soft pillows are placed on the bedside.

Liu Xiaochen walked closer and put the water cup on the bedside table. He gently opened a corner of the quilt to reveal the linen sheets and carefully sat on the edge of the bed. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't help but yawn deeply.

He took off his sportswear jacket and folded it neatly on another pillow. Then he took off his white canvas shoes, wore light blue sports pants and a white cotton T-shirt, and got into the quilt.

As soon as I lay down, my head sank into the soft pillow, and the fluffy quilt covered my body, feeling light and warm.

The sleepiness became more and more intense.

The big tree outside the glass window rustled, the leaves fluttered in the breeze, and mottled light and shadow danced in the room. Liu Xiaochen opened his eyes and stared for a while, feeling quiet in his heart. He closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly.

After an unknown amount of time, the phone vibrated, waking up Liu Xiaochen.

After opening his eyes, Liu Xiaochen saw an unfamiliar environment and was confused for a moment, recalling the cause and effect.

The phone automatically shuts down when the battery is low, but the scheduled alarm can still sound. The alarm was set at 3:40. I was reading in the library at 2 pm the day before. I was afraid of missing the financial management class at 4 o'clock, so I set this time and forgot to turn off the alarm.

Liu Xiaochen slowly sat up and looked out the window. The light and shadow were still the same as before going to bed, and the time seemed to have not changed. But Liu Xiaochen felt that he had slept for a long time and felt relaxed at this time.

With a thirsty throat, Liu Xiaochen picked up the water glass on the bedside table and drank a whole glass of cold water in one go.

Then I got up, straightened the wrinkled sheets, straightened the pillows, and spread the quilt. Comb your hair with your fingers and put on your coat. Finally, take the empty cup and go to the kitchen.

The living room and kitchen were empty, and the house was quiet.

Are they still resting?

Liu Xiaochen quietly walked to the kitchen, turned on the faucet very low, and carefully washed the water glass. After washing the cups, look around the kitchen to find a suitable place to place them.

Inadvertently, through the kitchen window, I saw a figure not far away. Wearing a navy blue windbreaker and tall, he is Zuo Kunmin.

Zuo Kunmin stood in front of a stone monument with his back to Liu Xiaochen. His body seemed to be trembling.

Liu Xiaochen looked carefully and saw on the stone tablet "Mother Bian Lingyue", who died on September 2013, 9. It was the day before Liu Xiaochen started school.

Next to this stone monument, another stone monument reads "Father Zuo Qian", who died on December 2010, 12.

He turned his eyes to Zuo Kunmin again. His shoulders were slumped, his back was a little hunched, the wind was blowing on him, his hair was messy, his clothes stuck to his body, outlining his thin outline, and his body was still shaking.

Liu Xiaochen suddenly remembered that when he was a child, he was observing mourning in the mourning hall when his parents had just passed away. He heard someone say in a pitiful tone: "Children without their parents look so pitiful."

It seems now that no matter what age, losing a parent is an extremely desolate and sad thing.

Liu Xiaochen was lowering his head to recall when he suddenly heard a "squeak" sound from the door. Xun Sheng looked around and saw Zuo Kunmin pushing open the door and walking straight to the kitchen, saying: "Xiao Xiao, you're awake."

"Well! Hello, Teacher Zuo!" Liu Xiaochen said respectfully.

"Master Zhao is coming soon and will take you back to school in a moment. Come on, let's go to the living room. If you have any questions, just ask me."

With that said, the two came to the living room and still sat in their morning positions.

Liu Xiaochen picked up his schoolbag from the sofa, opened the zipper, and took out a small walnut box. Holding it in both hands, he leaned forward, handed it to Zuo Kunmin, and said, "Teacher Zuo, this is for Yanyan and Xiaoxu, to keep them safe and healthy."

Zuo Kunmin took it and opened it. There were two small pendants, one black and one red. It is shaped like a pig and a dragon, connected end to end, and looks like a safety button. Ask: "What is this?"

"The Jade Pig Dragon is made of Nanjing Yuhua Stone. I saw it next to the Confucius Temple in Nanjing. I have seen this pattern in a picture album before. It looks like a pig and a dragon. It is like a child. Its shape is uncertain and the possibility is great. , shaped like a safety buckle, which can keep the person wearing it safe and healthy. I picked two red and black ones and wanted to give them to Yanyan and Xiaoxu." Liu Xiaochen explained seriously.

Zuo Kunmin lowered his head again and took a closer look at the two pendants. The dark red jade pig dragon has a simple shape and has two white patterns on its head. The black Jade Pig Dragon is smaller, with a head as black as ink and a circle of gray patterns on its body.

"Did you buy it during your study tour in Nanjing last summer?" Zuo Kunmin asked.

During last summer vacation, Liu Xiaochen participated in an essay competition and won the second prize in the country. He was awarded a bonus and a three-day free study tour in Nanjing. She wrote about it in her letter.

"Yes!" Liu Xiaochen nodded. At this moment, Liu Xiaochen truly confirmed that this majestic, aloof, and somewhat unreal person in front of her had really been corresponding with her for six years.

"Thank you, Xiaoxiao." Zuo Kunmin said with a smile.

Liu Xiaochen took out a bank card from the inside of his schoolbag. Still holding it to Zuo Kunmin with both hands, he said: "Teacher Zuo, the money here is Wang... in the past few years. It is the living expenses you have sent me. If it is not spent, there is also the living expenses of the university, which I will give back to you."

Without answering, Zuo Kunmin pursed his lips and smiled, saying: "Xiaoxiao, you know it's not Xiaoxia but me who is sponsoring you, so you don't want to accept it, right?"

"No." Liu Xiaochen shook his head and explained: "We have all sent clothes, food, and books. There are not many places to spend money. Our consumption is not high there, and we simply can't spend that much. Now, I spend my winter and summer vacations with I can work during holidays, and the state has given me a poverty scholarship. If I do well in the final semester, I should be able to get a scholarship. I can support myself."

Zuo Kunmin took the bank card, glanced down at the number on it, and said, "I will use this card for you in the future to save you the inconvenience of going to the post office to withdraw money."

Then Zuo Kunmin put the card back into Liu Xiaochen's hand and affirmed: "Don't work part-time, cherish your time, and study hard. After you work, you will be busy with work all your life, and it will be difficult to have the free time and quiet heart like college." I promised Xiaoxia that I would take care of you. As long as you want to go to school, college, graduate school, or Ph.D., I will provide for you."

"Teacher Zuo, I..." Liu Xiaochen was about to say something else, but suddenly he heard the roar of a car coming from outside the house.

Zuo Kunmin looked out the window and said, "Master Zhao is here. I will accept the gift. Don't think about money anymore."

Liu Xiaochen saw Zuo Kunmin's firm attitude and heard the car outside the window had stopped. They were inseparable from each other, and someone was waiting for them. Liu Xiaochen said no more. He stood up, picked up his schoolbag, held the backpack strap with both hands, and bowed: "Thank you, Teacher Zuo. Goodbye!"

"Xiao Xiao." Zuo Kunmin stood up and said goodbye to him, "Xiao Xia is afraid that if you find out, it will affect your studies, so I have been writing to you for Xiao Xia. Now that you know, I hope you will still regard me as Your Teacher Wang, you can tell me if you have anything, study hard and don’t think too much.”

"Yeah!" Liu Xiaochen nodded.

If you can tell Teacher Wang, how can you tell Teacher Zuo? I remembered that in the summer when I was 15 years old, I had my period for the first time and I wrote about it in a letter. I was embarrassed to look at Zuo Kunmin’s face again.

Opening the door, the cool breeze blew, and the sounds of birds chirping and the rustling of leaves became clearer.

Looking at the car, Liu Xiaochen felt empty. After walking a few steps, Master Zhao was already standing beside the car and opened the back seat door.

Liu Xiaochen put one foot in, and just as he bent down, he suddenly heard shouting from behind.

"Little Miss! Little Miss! Don't leave!"

Liu Xiaochen turned around when he heard the sound. It was Zuo Xu, running straight towards Liu Xiaochen. As soon as he arrived at Liu Xiaochen's side, he hugged her legs tightly, pressed his face against hers, and said in a tearful tone: "Little sister, don't leave, I still want to eat the food you cooked."