senpai is super sweet

"It's not the first time you've seen me today, of course you've seen me before."

Mu Sensen just laughed at her being stupid, don't talk nonsense.But when she saw the stubbornness in Zhou Yao's eyes that was exactly the same as that of the little devil's head, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart.Is it really the kid who is back?

But the little ghost is the little ghost, and Zhou Yao is Zhou Yao.

She can't remember anything. If she is forced to instill the theory of past life and present life, will it be considered as harming her life?

"Let's go back."

"I…"

"obedient."

—

She imagined the scene of reuniting with her countless times.

Reaching out to hold her in my arms that day was one of the things she had imagined in the past 17 years.But she never expected that after that day, there would still be a chance to contact her.It's not that he hasn't thought about the child's origin, but the more he thinks about it, the more scared Mu Sensen becomes in his heart.

She is afraid that she is not, and even more afraid that she is.

That child doesn't necessarily remember the past, or even says that he doesn't remember anything. In 17 years, the distance between Mu Sensen and her was the same generation.The purpose of reincarnation is rebirth. Since she was reborn in such a good family and had such good conditions in this life, she must have a good life in the future.And Mu Sensen... Wouldn't he be a sinner if he interrupted rashly?

Even though the little ghost had said before he left... that they would definitely meet, and the little ghost would definitely come to her.

Big fool...

It's all reincarnation, how can I still remember the past.

forget it.

Mu Sensen told himself this in his heart.

—

Zhou Yao suffered from insomnia all night.

His eyes were fixed on the painting on the wall of the room, which might be Mu Sensen's painting.

She didn't quite understand why she had so much involvement with Mu Sensen, but a voice deep in her heart told her that it should be, and it was inevitable.

you are not her...

Zhou Yao suddenly recalled what Mu Sensen said in the midst of her disappointment when she was reprimanded.I'm not her?What's the meaning.who is she?Zhou Yao raised her pillow and let out a long sigh. With her current experience, she really couldn't understand Mu Sensen. "Could it be that the teacher knew someone before, who was similar to me?"

Otherwise, why did you call so affectionately when we met for the first time, and wanted to hug you.

Yaoyao.

Yaoyao... But it doesn't sound like Yaoyao?

forget.

Lying on the bed, Zhou Yao tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, thinking about these things without any clues, so she took out her phone and flicked casually.When clicking into the software, the home page began to recommend those "people you may know".Zhou Yao wanted to close it directly, but saw a user named '-MU'.

There is an intuition that it is Mu Sensen.Although she had followed Mu Sensen's account, maybe it was a trumpet?Zhou Yao entered carefully, and the user profile she saw at first glance read:

"In this lifetime, the path we have taken is wrong, the time is wrong, and the place is wrong."

Zhou Yao remembers this sentence from "Love Has an Afterlife".

The next sentence is: We will meet again in the next life, and I will wait for you in the next life.

—

Monday is the monthly art test.

The recent weather has been a bit abnormal. The weather on Saturday and Sunday was quite good, but it rained heavily on Monday, and the temperature plummeted, which caught people off guard.The only good thing is that when the rain came, the students were all in class. Except for a few classes who were unlucky in physical education, it didn't have much impact on others.

Zhou Yao sat by the window of the studio, watching the rain in a trance.

The studio is in the science building, and opposite to the science building is a small mountain range, with a football field and a 400-meter running track in between.The mountain on the opposite side was covered with a layer of white mist by the torrential rain. From a distance, there was only emerald green, but the outline could not be seen clearly.Zhou Yao suddenly became a little dazed, holding the paintbrush silently.

clap la la...

The sound of the rain was urgent and violent. The so-called downpour was probably like this.

Zhou Yao stared intently, and had been distracted for nearly 5 minutes.

"Zhou Yao, don't be distracted during the exam."

"Oh……"

The invigilator called her, so she could only turn her head back silently and continue to focus on the work on the paper.It seems that he hasn't seen Mu Sensen since he came back to practice drawing in the morning to take the second exam now?Zhou Yao daydreamed while drawing lines, wondering if she came back to class today?In the past, Mondays... seemed to be half a day off.

"The section chief is here, don't copy it..."

"Shh!"

Although Mu Sensen is gentle, he teaches harshly, so he is also very intimidating among the students.During the exam, someone would always open the master's painting album and copy the brushwork and coloring. Generally, the invigilator would not be very strict; but if Mu Sensen saw it, it would be very miserable.Therefore, the word "section chief" is the glamorous king of hell to students.

The little classmate next to her suddenly muttered a few words, and Zhou Yao immediately looked outside the door.

Sure enough, Mu Sensen was standing at the front door and staring at them solemnly. Today he was wearing a pair of flat glasses, his hair was tied up, and he was wearing black trousers and a white shirt with only one button open... Zhou Yao hid behind the drawing board and stared at her, eyes Li has a little more different feelings than before.

"The results of this monthly exam will affect the grouping of the next month. Take it seriously and don't be careless." Mu Sensen raised his glasses and said with a straight face: "Pay attention to the relationship between light and shade, three-dimensionality, and perspective of the scene. There are also dark ones. You must not be soft-hearted in the place, and you must not forget the highlight, the place that needs to be carefully shaped..." As if he found himself being watched while talking, Mu Sensen's eyes suddenly moved to Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao hurriedly looked back at her drawing paper, pretending she didn't know anything.

Mu Sensen didn't say anything, and left after explaining.

Ah, what a strict teacher.

He is obviously such a gentle person, why has he become so fierce now?Zhou Yao was holding the paintbrush and drawing slowly, thinking of Mu Sensen, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise, as if she mentioned something happy.It's good to be fierce, at least not stupid, stupid people are easy to be deceived, and she's not as smart as me.

Three hours is not long, nor is it short.

All I know is that when these three hours have passed, the rain is still pattering, and the rain has shallowly flooded the entire football field.

"Zhou Yao, go home!"

"It's okay, you can go back first." Zhou Yao pointed to the direction of the office to the little classmate, and said with a smile, "The section chief said he has something to ask me, but I can't leave yet."

"Oh, then go back later and be careful."

"it is good."

Zhou Yao just stood at the corner of the stairs and watched the students go home. Although it was raining, some students would stay for ten minutes. Give up, hold the satchel on top of the head, and walk away through the water stains.

Zhou Yao watched quietly, then raised her eyes to see the rain, and stretched out her hand to catch it.

pat, pat.

The rain hit her palms, cool.

"Rain, it's like this." Zhou Yao muttered softly.

—

"Zhou Yao, why don't you go home?"

"I'm waiting for you."

"What are you waiting for me? I have something to do and I have to go back. Come on, don't you have class tonight?"

"Yes... Hey, wait for me!"

Mu Sensen walked in a hurry, and after handing Zhou Yao an umbrella, he walked forward with another umbrella.Zhou Yao followed cautiously and quickly, and the more she called her, the more she walked away. Finally, she could only stomp her feet and yell at Mu Sensen:

"Sister!"

Mu Sensen froze for a moment, then stopped instantly.

"You are in such a hurry, can't you wait for me?" Zhou Yao trotted up with her bag on her back. She didn't see the abnormality on Mu Sensen's face, and she spoke naturally, as if the call had no other meaning.Mu Sensen blinked emotionally and looked down at the road, but his pace began to slow down.

Zhou Yao tilted her head to look at her, keeping her eyes fixed on Mu Sensen's face, and said slowly: "You waited for me for 17 years, and you can't wait for me for a while?"

"You!" Mu Sensen turned around in surprise, because of too much force, the water droplets on the umbrella were thrown away and splashed on Zhou Yao's face.

"Oh, the water on my face..."

"What did you say."

"I said—" Zhou Yao looked at her, only to see that her eyes were full of anxiety.Zhou Yao's heart was moved suddenly, and she pursed her lips and smiled: "You have been waiting for me for 17 years. After you leave Guangda and become a teacher, you probably want to find me too? From kindergarten teacher to elementary school to middle school, you have never given up for so many years...you How long have you been looking forward to that moment when you saw me for the first time?"

Mu Sensen's expression was a little unbelievable. At first, he was a little flustered, thinking that he was dreaming.After thinking about it for a while, I felt that what Zhou Yao said was a bit inexplicable.Until the end, Zhou Yao couldn't help uttering a sentence: In this life, we are on the right path...

Mu Sensen regained his composure, looked at her smiling face, and asked, "Why, did you see the story written on my private account?"

Zhou Yao froze for a moment, her eyes wide open.

"Those stories are just fantasies, and they can't be taken as real. You, put your mind on your studies, and don't tell the teacher these weird things..."

On that account, Mu Sensen wrote some old memories.But it was all written in the form of a story. Maybe Zhou Yao saw it, and she guessed wrongly, and wanted to pretend that she was a little ghost, and then recognized Mu Sensen.But there is no logic in the front and back, Zhou Yao has never remembered these things, so what is the sudden enlightenment now?Mu Sensen is also grateful to her from the bottom of her heart, but she can't treat a relationship like this casually.

"Let's go, go home." Mu Sensen persuaded again.

"I always, always have a dream. You know that?"

Zhou Yao looked up at her with sincere eyes.

"I dreamed that it was summer, and I was sitting in a place to enjoy the shade. Under the sun, a girl walked over from a distance, wearing a white T-shirt and denim shorts, with her ponytail tied up and holding a stack of documents, and she walked towards me. Come. Later, I followed her, and we met a little black cat on the way. The girl looked back at me and passed out.

I never knew the meaning of this dream.

Until later, I found out that this girl is very similar to you.

I often dream about your painting thousands of times, and I have painted it many times myself.Just to restore it, so I went to study art.At first, I couldn't figure out the origin with you, but later... I found out that there are traces to follow..."

Zhou Yao kept talking in her ear, but Mu Sensen kept avoiding her and never stopped, just walking in the rain and listening to her.

"Sister..."

"Stop talking about it, it's not true, isn't it..."

"Sister!"

"do not talk."

"I told you before I left, I won't forget you!"

Mu Sensen lowered his hands weakly, not knowing how to face her.

"But you did forget..."

"But I remember."

"You just saw what was written on my account..."

"But you didn't write about my upper body."

pat, pat.

The rain suddenly became heavier again.

The author has something to say: Sister, it’s a pleasure to meet you.