Her father is a teacher

We still go to and from school together. After all, even if we don’t walk together, we still have the same starting point, the same end point, and the same path.Zheng Nianchu also thought, even if you want to hide a little, you don't have to be too deliberate.She knew that the more deliberate she was, the more she couldn't let go and look away.

But even so, Lin Zhengwang still asked.

Because although she was still reading homework in the bedroom, Lin Sheng didn't come, so Lin Sheng went to the study.It's a child's way of making trouble.After doing this three or two times, Lin Zhengwang, who is not so keen, also noticed it.One day, while eating, he suddenly asked, "Is there any conflict between you two?"

From Zheng Nianchu's point of view, it was embarrassing on the spot at the dinner table, she could see that Fu Huaining quietly gave him an elbow under the table when she lowered her head, the elbow was under the table, and only half of the action could be seen from above.

She turned her head to look at Lin Sheng, her eyes flicked over the dishes on the table, and stopped on Lin Sheng's bowl.This matter has nothing to do with Lin Sheng. It was initiated by her unilaterally. It depends on what Lin Sheng is doing. Of course, she should solve it by herself.She immediately wanted to say no, but Lin Sheng was one step ahead of her.

"Yes." She really admitted it openly.

Zheng Nianchu was taken aback for a moment, and even Lin Zhengwang followed suit.It's not the way at all.But soon, he thought of a bunch of things to persuade, but Lin Sheng was one step ahead of him.

She smiled indifferently: "It's normal for the girls to be a little awkward, and it won't affect anything. We will adjust it by ourselves soon, and you adults don't need to worry about it."

Gulu Gulu vomited out of her mouth, and Lin Zhengwang's persuasion was completely useless, but Lin Sheng took the lead and said everything that should be said and could be said, and there was nothing left.

Lin Zheng looked awkwardly, pushed his glasses, and silently nodded in agreement with his daughter.He couldn't say anything here, so he went to show courteousness to another adult, and praised: "You taught Lin Sheng very well, you are really sensible."

Fu Huaining scolded him as a dog, and he happily accepted it.

It's such a sad feeling when someone has something on their mind but can't speak to the people closest to them.How many times before, even before they lived under the same roof, Zheng Nianchu knew everything about Lin Sheng.She trusted Lin Sheng, relied on Lin Sheng's handling methods, and told Lin Sheng of all difficult and miscellaneous diseases, so she could help her.

Now he has hidden his thoughts, he can tell others, but he can't tell Lin Sheng.

I don't know what Lin Sheng thinks, but she suddenly stays away and avoids without thinking. It seems that there can only be one theory to explain it: she felt guilty for what her father did after hearing about the things of her father's generation.But in fact, her guilt is more, or a large part of it comes from herself.

These emotions are tightly entangled with her secret emotions.She didn't say anything, she thought Lin Sheng didn't know.

However, that doesn't seem to be the case.

"This class is about papers." The math teacher stood on the podium, intending to continue her unfinished tasks in the last class before the holiday.

The sky was getting dark very early, and it was accompanied by heavy stratus clouds. Usually, Lin Sheng and Zheng Nianchu had already finished school and were almost home.

Christmas Eve passed without incident, and the students in the first and second grades all moved the carnival to Christmas Eve, and the top students in class one still endured the last 45 minutes.

What can't stand it is the wind.

It was whistling, but because the doors and windows were closed, it just sounded bluffing, and it didn't blow off even a little number representing the room temperature on the air conditioner.It is noisy, and it is equally as good as the math teacher in a quiet classroom, one is thick and the other is clear.

It won.The math teacher stopped lecturing, walked to the window closest to the blackboard, and closed the window tightly again.The squalling wind died down, and changed from a howling lion to a meowing kitten.

Zheng Nianchu took a look at the correct test questions and was able to focus on two tasks. He listened to the teacher tapping on the blackboard in a rhythmic tone, while thinking about other ideas, and listening to the Mimi kitten gradually gain momentum.

The math teacher still finished her test paper, and blessed the students contentedly, and left the classroom with the same blessing.Because of her point, the enthusiasm of the students was ignited, and even the whole classroom became warmer.In the last few minutes, I can't help but talk about what my plans are for the weekend and where I'm going to play tonight.

They were all high school students, and Lin Sheng didn't remind them to calm down even though he was the class monitor.He only glanced at her when Yu Jiayue threw a note.

Where are you and Zheng Nianchu going at night?

She has been calling her first and last names for a long time, and suddenly one day she only calls her first name, which sounds familiar, which is very embarrassing.So every accumulation of slight favors didn't make Yu Jiayue make a qualitative change in this aspect, and she kept using her first and last name.

Lin Sheng rolled up the note and looked down at the finished test paper.Yu Jiayue didn't get a response, so she hummed twice and turned to look for Zheng Nianchu.

A ball of paper crossed a parabola and landed on Zheng Nianchu's open book. She followed the route when she saw Yu Jiayue's raised chin, and instructed her to open the paper ball.

Come back home.

She wrote on the ball of paper and threw it back for Yu Jiayue.The get out of class bell rang unexpectedly.The entire campus was filled with commotion. Zheng Nianchu heard the howl of the wind after the classroom door opened, and felt that it was too weak, not as good as the shouting of the students in the teaching building behind.

But the sky is indeed getting dark, and it is indistinguishable from the clouds. There are no stars and moons, and it is a cloudy day in the standard sense. This kind of sky will always remind people how bad the weather is and how low the temperature is.Lin Sheng should walk with his shoulders shrunk.

She picked up her schoolbag and looked for Lin Sheng habitually, but Lin Sheng was no longer at her desk.She looked around the classroom, there were only three or two people left, without Lin Sheng.

She didn't believe it, and went to the toilet with the last glimmer of hope, and saw it clearly under the cold white light.

She did go.He left without saying a word.

Maybe she was too slow to tidy up, Zheng Nianchu told himself, but he felt flustered in his heart, as if he had done something wrong, Lin Sheng suddenly wanted to settle the score.But she didn't know where she was wrong, so she panicked.

She ran downstairs quickly, looked around in the crowd, and thought about the clothes Lin Sheng was wearing today. She was wearing a white down jacket, which was not very bright. At the beginning of the dark night, there were such white everywhere, the walls, light blue Clothes, light yellow clothes, and pink.

She was wearing a red scarf. Zheng Nianchu remembered that the scarf was bright red, a little orange, thick, and wrapped around Lin Sheng's neck twice.

In the crowded campus, young people gathered at the gate of the school from different starting points. She was led by the lively crowd, and flowed to the gate amidst the laughter, and was stranded in the diversion of the crowd.Some people go to the left, some people go to the right, both are the way back, and they are also the way out.

She searched among the scattered people, and her eyes passed over the girl pushing the bicycle, the teacher who greeted the students kindly, the boy walking backwards facing his girlfriend...

red!

She found it.

Lin Sheng moved very quickly, and before Zheng Nianchu could react, he left the classroom and squeezed downstairs with the large army.

Running faster, surrounded by people coming and going, as if a natural barrier blocked the wind, heat accumulated in her body, and she walked forward without looking back.

"Yu Qingfeng."

The boy wearing glasses looked back, but Lin Sheng had already walked beside him, and he had to twist his neck back again.

"Squad leader, where are we going to play later?" He asked, "Is it the Christmas party?"

"You know what?"

"Even if I don't care about it, I've never heard of it."

Lin Sheng then chuckled: "It happens to be on the way with your family, let's go together."

"Huh? The monitor even knows where my home is?" Yu Qingfeng was surprised.

Lin Sheng blinked: "It's in the contact book, I've seen it."

The boy turned to lament Lin Sheng's responsibility and good memory as the monitor.

"It's Zheng Nianchu."

Without being reminded by others, Lin Sheng discovered her first.Standing alone in front of the gate, his eyes are fixed on this side.

The sky is already black, the street lamps above the head are scattered by people, and the shadows are scattered all over the ground, cutting each other into pieces.It makes people's faces look strange.

Zheng Nianchu had such a face, the expression on his face stood still with time, he was numb and stunned, there was some disbelief hidden in his eyes, which was not well hidden.

Lin Sheng was the same as usual, with warm eyes to meet him, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, giving him a strange smile under the streetlight.The cold-tuned street lamps have some pale and cruel taste.

If Zheng Nianchu held his hands like this, he couldn't be killed.Not only can it not be killed, but it will only grow stronger and stronger.Like a seed buried in the soil, it finally breaks through the hard stone on the top of the head and sees the sun.Lin Sheng saw that she was often depressed, and after a long period of time, it would be followed by dull pain, and he thought that short-term pain would be better than long-term pain.

She doesn't know what to do, so I'll help her.I will take this knife and kill the bird in my heart.

"Let's go."

They walked out of the street where the high school gate was, turned a corner and got on the bus.The atmosphere of Christmas is not cold because of the imminent end. Compared with Christmas Eve, weekends are more suitable for high consumption.After all, only when there are business opportunities can there be excitement.

"If you have nothing to do, why don't you go and have a look." Lin Sheng extended an invitation to Qingfeng.

"It might be embarrassing to go alone?" Yu Qingfeng immediately found the rationale for this abrupt invitation, "Yes, you girls just like to go with others. But I will probably come out with you when I go in. I haven't been with my family yet. Said, to go back on time at night."

"Then trouble Xueba."

The bus stopped, and the sweating air conditioner gave the people who got off the bus a few minutes to fight the cold.

"Actually, you can be with Zheng Nianchu."

"She still has something to do, so she can't come today."

"That's right, otherwise you two will always stick together." Yu Qingfeng sighed sideways, the two of them are as good as one person, and they are not sticky when they say they are sticky. The kiss was already very weak, but even if it was so light, it made people feel at a glance that the two of them were really good.

"Huh?" He looked behind him twice more, "I seem to have seen Zheng Nianchu just now."

Lin Sheng glanced lightly: "No, you read it wrong."