Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

Such a sudden change would surely surprise everyone. How could he tell them, how could he tell Du Qingqing.

"Ruan Xiaojing, aren't you too stupid? This is unfair to you."

"Don't think about me," Ruan Xiaojing said, "You have to face bigger problems, such as Du Qingqing."

Fang Zheng stared at Ruan Xiaojing, holding her hand tightly, pain spreading in his heart.

He told himself that from now on, he could no longer be the Fang Zheng of the past.

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When he reached the door of his house, Fang Zheng stopped and turned to look at the door of Du Qingqing's house, wondering what Du Qingqing was doing, preparing for class or reading under the lamp?

Thinking of her fresh smile and gentle personality, he couldn't see her and didn't dare to see her.

Lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, thinking about tomorrow, thinking about the future, thinking about my family who didn't know about it, and the innocent Du Qingqing...

Received a message from Du Qingqing: [Fang Zheng, send me a message when you get home. I'll be waiting for you at the door.]

Fang Zheng jumped up from the bed. He was not ready to say those meaningless words when he met Du Qingqing now.

However, he had already taken the step and could neither retreat nor escape.

After replying to Du Qingqing, he quietly walked out of the bedroom and opened the door.

Outside the door, Du Qingqing was wearing white pajamas, standing quietly facing the door, waiting for him.

When she saw Fang Zheng, she threw herself into his arms, hugged his waist, pressed against his shoulders, and said softly, "Fang Zheng, you're finally back."

"Qingqing--" Fang Zheng hugged her. Seeing Du Qingqing made his heart warm. Her soft voice almost shattered all his determination.

Du Qingqing looked up at Fang Zheng, her eyes suddenly moistened, "I don't know how many days I haven't seen you, I thought you didn't want to see me anymore."

Fang Zheng's heart skipped a beat and he asked, "Why are you crying?"

Du Qingqing had tears in her eyes, but she smiled and said, "I just read a poem in the Book of Songs: 'I'm on the city wall, a day without you feels like three months.' When I saw you, it felt like I hadn't seen you for months, and I wanted to cry."

Fang Zheng wiped her tears and said, "Don't let your imagination run wild when you're preparing for class."

"I can't help it, it's not something I thought of."

"Teachers cannot be too emotional and must learn to face problems rationally."

Du Qingqing held Fang Zheng's hand and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Next semester I'll be the head teacher of the first grade, and I'll be much busier than I am now."

"Well, being busy makes people more fulfilled."

Du Qingqing nodded meekly, "Chinese teacher, it seems that the final destination is to be a class teacher, there is no way to escape."

Fang Zheng felt somewhat comforted. At least work could occupy her time, and she couldn't think about random things all day. "You are very adaptable to school work, and you are also very suitable to be a teacher."

Du Qingqing hooked her arms around Fang Zheng's neck, "I am still suitable to be yours..." She blushed and whispered, "When you are done, remember to tell your aunt and the others about the marriage."

Fang Zheng's heart ached. He couldn't answer her, nor could he say those decisive words.

Staring at Du Qingqing, he hugged her with heartache and helplessness, and a sigh blew into her ears.

……

The next day after get off work, as I walked to the door of my house, I heard bursts of laughter coming from the house.

Fang Zheng took out the key and opened the door. The room was full of people. Bo Tong had come back from get off work, his uncle and aunt were at home, and Du Qingqing and her mother were also here.