Konghou [Quick Transmigration]

X Middle is a small high school in this small provincial city, and the students in it are all from the county.These students are neither the smartest group in the local area, nor the least promising group in the local area. In short, they are all ordinary children.

According to my own plan, those who start the new semester in summer will be transferred to this middle school to replace a teacher who is on a long vacation to teach Chinese in Class 4 of Senior One and serve as the head teacher in the next three years.The complaint knew that the little girl she had been waiting for for almost ten years was in this class.

On the first day of school, the young students who have just been promoted to high school students in the classroom are whispering to each other, talking excitedly and novelty, delusional in the fastest possible time to determine the friends who are about to spend three years together.At this time, Su Qing walked into the classroom with a roster, and the teacher's unique deterrence made the chaotic classroom instantly quiet. Pairs of young eyes looked at the petition on the podium, which was full of exploration and speculation. They all guessed in their hearts, what kind of personality would this completely unfamiliar teacher have?Is it serious or gentle?Is it snobbery or selflessness?

The answer is always uncertain at the beginning.

Standing on the podium, she scanned all the young faces, and finally her eyes stayed on one person for a long time.Selfishly, she believes that this girl should belong to her, and should grow wantonly in the sun like weeds in the summer garden, with a majestic vitality and a bright smile that can last forever.However, the reality is not what she believes. Her young girl is sitting alone in the corner by the window, her young face is full of melancholy and withdrawn, and her eyes are like withered petals that have never been favored by the sun. Weary and old to the point of dying.

She wasn't supposed to be like this, at least not right now.She was puzzled and heartbroken, but she had no choice but to endure the turbulence of emotions, turn her eyes away and write the name of this life on the blackboard with chalk.

'Zhong Suqing', the real name of the world of Suqing is not actually called this, but she has changed it to this.

"Hi everyone, this is my name. My name is Zhong Fuqing. You can call me Teacher Zhong. I will be your class teacher and Chinese teacher in the future. I hope we can get along happily in the next three years." After writing the name, she made a polite and short self-introduction without any highlights. Her tone was always flat so that she seemed a little serious.

Kong Hou was lying on the table, listening to Suqing's self-introduction.When she heard the word 'complaint', she raised her head with a hint of shock and looked carefully at the complaint, this seemingly young female teacher.It seems... There are similarities with the volunteer sister in her memory.However, Kong Hou's expression was not at all happy because of this long-lost acquaintance, she seemed unhappy to reunite with her childhood friend.

Looking at the plea in front of her, Kong Hou didn't listen carefully to what she was saying, but fell into the memory of that period in the orphanage, the snowflakes that were so cold in her memory seemed to float in the clear summer sky again, Pieces of snowflakes seemed to slowly submerge her from head to toe.In the hot summer, Kong Hou shivered while sitting by the window.

Generally speaking, the first class of school is reserved for students to introduce themselves, and the same is true for the first class of complaints.The students began to introduce themselves one by one according to the order of registration. Different students have different personalities, some are generous, some are funny, some are awkward, and some are mediocre.Some people can't wait to tell their classmates all the information about themselves, including how many chickens and ducks they raise in their hometown, and some people don't bother to say anything other than their own names.

Kong Hou's registration time was neither early nor late, so the order of her self-introduction was neither early nor late, and it happened to be stuck in the middle of the class.

"Yue Konghou, I have no hobbies." When it was her turn, Konghou stood up and sat down quickly. Her self-introduction was as brief and lackluster as she thought.Her self-introduction is the least word count among all the students who have introduced themselves.

Facing this short self-introduction, the students had different reactions. Some thought it was cool, while others frowned and thought it was very rude.

Kong Hou didn't care about what others thought of her at all. After she sat down, she lay back on the table and faced the window, out of tune with everything around her.

A class passed quickly, and the bell rang for the end of class. The boys and girls who were restless in their seats immediately left their seats after class to start a new round of looking for partners.Su Qing finally had a chance to find Kong Hou, the table next to Kong Hou was still empty, and the people next to him also went to other places in the classroom, which was the best thing in Su Qing's opinion.

"Student Kong Hou." Su Qing sat next to Kong Hou, speaking with a smile.

Kong Hou raised her head from the crook of her arms, looked back at her coldly, without saying a word.

"Do you remember me?" Su Qing asked with a smile.

Kong Hou's eyelashes moved, and under the shadow of a butterfly's wing was the bright cinnabar mole. It stands to reason that there was a similar red mole, but only Kong Hou could see this mole.Kong Hou nodded, and said slowly, "Mmm... to appeal to sister." As before, her expression was neither salty nor dull, and she didn't seem to have the vitality that should be at this age.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Su Qing asked tentatively, reaching out to touch the girl's forehead.

She asked Kong Hou softly, and a beam of golden summer sunlight just penetrated the glass and projected onto her face, making the edges of her face blurred.Kong Hou stared at Su Qing, this big sister who has been gentle for ten years, this big sister seems to be still so gentle as time goes by, and... still so far away.Under the sunlight, for a moment, Kong Hou mistook this woman surrounded by light as a god who descended into the world, as if every inch of her skin was shining in the sunlight.This feeling of being too bright makes Kong Hou yearn for and fear at the same time.

"Teacher..." Kong Hou said hesitantly, as if she wanted to say something to Su Qing.But the voices of the girls at the front table reached her ears, and a pain flashed in Kong Hou's eyes, and he chewed the words he wanted to say and choked them into his stomach.

"Have you watched the latest episode of the new version of Shooting the Condors? Do you know that Yang Kang?" The girl at the front table held the phone with the screen lit up, excitedly pulling the girl sitting with her to discuss.

The girl sitting with her nodded excitedly, and said excitedly: "XX is playing! I like him the most, he is super handsome!"

"Yes, yes!" The girl at the front desk was also very happy and excited, but soon her smile became less sad and said: "It's a pity that he raised a villain who treats a thief as his father..."

"Ah? Is it true that you recognize a thief as your father?"

"Don't you read Jin Yong's original works? Let me tell you..."

Su Qing naturally also heard their conversation, the words 'recognize the thief as the father' attracted her greatest attention, she subconsciously looked at Kong Hou, and she saw that her gaze dimmed.

Did you know?She really wanted to ask Konghou that question, but she absolutely couldn't do it, and could only feel sorry for Konghou secretly.

"If you have any discomfort, you must tell the teacher." Su Qing didn't ask that, but before the class bell rang, she said softly with her head buried in the crook of her arm.

"Well, thank you teacher for your concern." Kong Hou responded politely.

The snowflakes all over the sky, even under ten days, still brittle her bones.

A year ago, the konghou used to be the one expressing love and hope, innocent and happy like the green grass on the edge of a summer wheat field, growing towards the sun with its head raised, and the strong wind is endless.However, just five months ago, winter came with heavy snow and hail, and Kong Hou was caught off guard by the cold and never recovered.

Kong Hou has never shy away from the mental illness she suffered from witnessing the death of her biological father. Her adoptive father has never shy away from this, and actively found an excellent psychologist for her. Both father and daughter hope that Kong Hou can be cured through psychological treatment. This stubborn disease of the heart.But things didn’t work out as they wished. There were some things that the father and daughter could not have expected. For example, the psychiatrist’s wife used to be Kong Hou’s biological father’s secretary, and after seeing Kong Hou and Yue Ze, the wife recognized both of them. come out.

As if God did not want Kong Hou to have a good time, when her mental illness was about to be cured, the wife asked Kong Hou out without telling her husband.That day in the coffee shop, the elegant wife yelled hysterically at the underage Kong Hou. She reprimanded Kong Hou like an emotional and cynical actor, and told the truth of the past years in abusive ways. Konghou.

The white-eyed wolf who recognizes the thief as his father...Kong Hou will always remember this phrase. Since then, the body of her biological father has been hanging in front of Kong Hou's bed forever. Every night and every day when she opens her eyes, she can see that scene. A familiar face with unrepentant death.

The horrifying scene I witnessed when I was young finally crawled out of Konghou's nightmare, crawled into reality and climbed to the beam of the house. At the same time, it also hid itself in Konghou's heart and became a demon.

The death of her biological father was the first shackle hanging on Kong Hou's body, while the adoptive father's sincere and meticulous fatherly love for her became the second shackle, and the second shackle was even stronger than the first shackle. The austerity made Kong Hou even more breathless.

Kong Hou already knew that the adoptive father who treated her like her own was the murderer of her biological father indirectly, but what could she do as an underage girl?Is it true that as the wife said, if you stab Yue to death with a knife, you will die together?Konghou couldn't do it, she really recognized the thief as her father, she had really regarded Yue Ze as her father in the past ten years, and there was not a single moment in the past ten years that Yue Ze failed to fulfill his father's duties, and how many times in life? ten years?

Kong Hou remembered that in an accident three years ago, when the drunk man's car crashed into them, it was Yue Ze who subconsciously used his arms to protect her, and blocked the car and Kong Hou with his own flesh and blood. between.The car accident nearly disabled Yue Ze, but he never blamed Kong Hou who insisted on going to the park that day.Kong Hou understood that when that danger came, Yue Ze, as a father, really wanted to protect her.

So, how could Konghou hurt this father?But, but... But every morning, there are dead bodies hanging on the beams of the house, and Kong Hou's biological father doesn't love her, even if the memory has been shattered.Kong Hou also still remembers the father in the past, the father who insisted on telling her bedtime stories every night even though he left early and returned late.So, so, so how could Kong Hou accept the fatherly love of his father's enemy with peace of mind, and remain indifferent to the death of his biological father?

Kong Hou couldn't think of a perfect solution, each of those snowflakes floating in her heart was her guilt and self-blame, and every inch of her cold body and teeth was her self-punishment when she was powerless.She was sealed in the tortuous maze like a headless fly, no matter how rampant she was, she couldn't hit the exit, and she couldn't find the way to escape to heaven.

After all, she is too young, and 16 years old is too young.It's just a pity that her youth is doomed to be covered by the endless snow, and it seems that there will never be a day when spring will return to the earth and the flowers will bloom.

The first day of high school ends with the introduction and self-study by the teachers of each subject.Because there are two evening self-study periods in high school, it is almost nine o'clock after Kong Hou finishes class, but the sky in summer always gets dark late, even at this time the sky is still a little bright.

Holding the book and stepping on her own shadow, Kong Hou walked out of the school gate silently and meekly.A small car was parked at the gate of the school in the cold wind, and Yue in the car was smoking, with blue circles around his eyes.

After seeing the car, Kong Hou ran over in small steps, and asked softly in front of the car window, "Dad, don't you come pick me up if you don't talk? It's so late."

"Hehe, are you afraid that your father will embarrass you? Your father and I are so handsome, so I won't be ashamed to bring them out." Yue Ze said with a smile. When Kong Hou came over just now, he stubbed out the cigarette in his hand.

Students came and went at the school gate, and Yue Ze's luxury car, which was of a different grade from other parents, quickly attracted the attention of some students. Kong Hou didn't want to be judged, so she quickly got into the car from the co-pilot.

On Yue Ze's car, a seven-year-old photo of Kong Hou dangled in the decoration hanging in front of it.Staggering, Kong Hou stared at its shadow, and the biological father who died on the rope flashed in front of his eyes.

"Baby, Dad will replace you with a psychiatrist."

"No need... Dad, I don't want to see a psychiatrist anymore..." Kong Hou said and lowered her head. After knowing the truth, she could no longer open her heart to the psychiatrist, and she was also afraid of seeing that psychiatrist again, seeing him again. His wife's reproachful eyes.

Yue didn't know what kind of quagmire his precious daughter was trapped in. He just thought about how to find a better psychiatrist from the perspective of a father.He thought that Kong Hou's current pain was only caused by the death she witnessed when she was 6 years old.

"Baby, Dad will definitely find a way to cure you." Yue assured Kong Hou, and the rope that was originally hanging on his biological father seemed to be wrapped around Kong Hou's own neck.Kong Hou nodded, and then looked out of the window, as if there was a dead body swaying in the wind hanging under every street lamp that passed by.