Teacher, don't hide from me

On New Year's Eve, the last day of the year, on this day when the whole family gathers together to watch the new year, Song and Mingchu can only hide in a dark room, watch TV alone, and eat takeaway alone.The Spring Festival Gala was playing on the TV, and the hosts were telling embarrassing and boring jokes. Song Mingchu was sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching the TV with the lights off, very intently.

It's not because of how good the show is, she just urgently needs to divert her attention, she has already rinsed her mouth and ate something, but the smell of blood in her mouth still can't be completely dissipated. It's not nausea, but worrying that Ye Fan's wound will become inflamed.

Recalling that nearly crazy forced kiss, Ye Fan's image of kissing herself covered in blood was deeply imprinted in Song Mingchu's mind. She knew that after that kiss, even if she didn't want to draw a line with Ye Fan, she had to draw a line. There was a child who walked into her world and warmed her, let her know that she was no longer alone, and became an important person in her life, but now she had to remove that child from her world This is such a helpless and sad thing.

"Why... We ended up having to draw the line..."

After Ye Fan went downstairs, she stopped downstairs for a long time. She looked up at the window on the fourth floor, full of thoughts.

In my mind, I couldn't help but think of Song and Mingchu's appearance again,

Ye Fan clearly remembered every word Song Mingchu said to herself, every way Song Mingchu said to herself, and even every subtle expression of Song Mingchu.

She remembered the first words she raised her head and said to herself when Song Mingchu hugged her and cried a lot when she first met her, as well as the angry and cute expression "Who is your aunt! Am I so old? "

"At the beginning of Ming Dynasty, would you know that I was just joking with you at that time, and I just said that to make you happy... You know, even though your eyes were so swollen from crying that day, but looking back now It's still very beautiful…”

I remembered that when Song Mingchu first found out that he was a girl, he was surprised and said to himself, "This doesn't look like a girl, so should I call you sister? Hahahaha, it's so awkward, I'd better call you brother, Are you okay, brother~"

There was a wry smile on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, "I never imagined that I, who disliked this name so much at that time, now want you to call me brother kindly..."

Recalling that time when he was drunk, Song Mingchu hugged himself and comforted him, "Don't cry, my boy, I feel sad seeing you crying."

So now... Even if I cry and cry, you won't feel sorry for me anymore, will you...

I remembered Song Mingchu standing on the three-foot podium and looking at me playfully, "The representative of the English class, tentatively, it will be the student standing behind, Ye Fan, do you have any opinions?"

How can there be opinions, how can there be opinions, I am afraid that in the future I will only have a word with you when I go to the office to deliver homework...

I remembered Song Mingchu said to himself on the phone on the day when he had just had an abortion, "I thought you would leave me alone."

Ye Fan felt sore in his heart, and repeated to himself what he said to her at that time,

"At any time, I will never leave you alone, I will always be with you."

"But now, you don't need my company anymore, don't you? You don't want me to accompany you anymore, do you?"

"At the beginning of Ming Dynasty, you said that when I was bored, I would go to the office to play with you more often. You said that I would get better. You said that you would accompany me to get better, didn't you?!...These words you said Does it still count? You don't care about me, don't you, you won't care about me anymore, don't you..."

The thought of "She doesn't care about me anymore at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty... she doesn't care about me anymore." Ye Fan's tears couldn't stop flowing, she didn't like crying by herself at all, she hated herself when she was a child, cowardly and submissive, suffering When bullied, she always hides and cries. She hates crying. When she grows up, she will never cry again since she has the ability to protect herself. She doesn't like the feeling of crying at all. She doesn't allow herself to cry, but now, She couldn't hold back her tears. A stone clock stood in the center of the community. At twelve o'clock, the New Year's bell rang. There was a bang, the bell was low and long, and it was mixed with the laughter of pedestrians around. The sound, mixed with the voices of teenagers cheering Happy New Year, is set against the sky full of stars and the colorful fireworks that bloom one after another.Ye Fan stood alone in the cold wind and night, like a person abandoned by this world.

The sky did not know when the snowflakes were scooped up. When Ye Fan came back to his senses, a thin layer of snow had already melted on the shoulders of his coat. Ye Fan stretched out his hand to grab the falling snowflakes, looking at the white The snowflakes were obviously already in his hands, but when he spread his palms, he found that the snowflakes had already melted and disappeared. Ye Fan couldn't help muttering to himself: "I always want to hold you tightly...I will do my best to treat you, I just want to stay by your side, I have nothing else to ask for...but I never thought that you would leave me like this misty snowflake in the end...I shouldn't be so impulsive...Mingchu...did I scare you? You Is the fear in your eyes born of me...I don't expect that we can go back to the past, I just ask you not to disgust me...don't hate me..."

"But why do people always change as soon as they say it? Why... I want to catch you so much, but I push you farther and farther... just because I like you? Then what I have been doing all this time What is it? What do I do! Haha, don’t you think I look funny now...?" Ye Fan couldn't help laughing at himself.

"You like listening to Eason Chan's Cantonese songs, so I taught myself Cantonese and sang them for you.

You like to drink rose tea, so I bought various brands of rose tea and tasted them one by one, and I will recommend the one that I think tastes the best to you.

You like the porridge from the porridge shop on Guangming Street, so I go out from the school over the wall at 05:30 every morning, take two buses to buy porridge, put it in an insulated bucket and give it to you, but tell you that it is in the school cafeteria call taxi. "

Whatever you like, no matter how difficult it is no matter how hard it is, I will find it, and I will give it to you with my sincere heart in both hands, just to see your bright smile at that moment.

"You don't like chalk dust on the desk when you are in class, so I will clean the desk before you go to class, every day.

You don't like to drink cold water, so I go to the boiling water room next to the playground to make you a pot of hot water and put it in your office every day.

You don't like the wild cats in heat downstairs howling every night, so I took them away one by one and sent them to the pet shelter.

You don't like the dark alley on the way home, so I hired someone to fix the street lights.

You don't like a dormitory with poor lighting, so I installed two convex mirrors downstairs to refract sunlight into every corner of your dormitory.

You don't like dusty seats on the bus, so I use my pocket money to sponsor every 75 bus to have a clean seat cover every Friday.

You don't like me being a picky eater, so I endured my nausea and ate all kinds of vegetables in front of you.

You don't like me sleeping in class, so I forced myself to change the habit of turning upside down day and night for many years.

I never expected you to be with me,

I just want to treat you silently, nothing more. "

Things you don't like, things you don't like, as long as you mention them once, I will never let such things happen again, and I will never let such things appear in front of you again, just because I don't want to see you Frown.

"Now...you don't like me, hehe, you don't like me,

I will no longer approach you, I will not look for you again, and I will never contact you again. "

After a long time, Ye Fan walked to the motorcycle, took off the cover on the motorcycle, folded it and put it in the motorcycle seat, put the suitcase on the motorcycle pedal, and rode all the way to the hotel, and bought a marlboro bag downstairs , and then entered the room.

She will smoke when she is upset, but she has never had a craving for cigarettes, but she has always loved the smell of Marlboro. After such a long time, she smoked again, and the first sip actually made her cry. She sat in front of the French window of the hotel, one by one. Smoking a cigarette, staring blankly at the TV, Joker Xue's "Gentleman" is playing:

"I want to touch your hair

Just a simple test

i want to give you a hug

is it ok like before

Are you serious about taking a half step back?

The small action damage is so big

i can only play a gentleman

to talk to you

can i take you home

Maybe it's going to rain outside

i can give you a hug

is it ok to be like a friend

I couldn't help hugging from behind

The scale is in control and I can't say I miss you

you just met the gentleman

Let's make a joke. "