The floating world sinks slightly

After listening to the story, Mo Chengshen was unexpectedly a little moved by this bloody scene.

"You want to marry her, but for the child in her womb, the child of Wang Seyuan." Mo Chengshen has an amazing memory, and he still remembers the sentence before the story began.

Teacher Xia didn't answer, he looked at the time in his hand, "It's getting late, it's time for you to go to class."

Mo Cheng stared deeply at Teacher Xia's expressionless face, wondering what he was thinking.

Before leaving, Mo Chengshen's eyes were shining and his tone was sonorous, "Thank you, teacher, for telling me this. But I won't give up, don't worry." He bowed deeply to the teacher .

Hearing the last words before he left, Xia Youqing felt a faint headache. He had said good things and bad things, and told him about his unbearable past. He had made all the connections so clearly, but it was of no use to him at all. .

Forget it, he's just a child, he hasn't passed the rebellious period yet, it's just a whim of adolescence, if you think about it after a while, it will be fine.

Sitting in the classroom in the afternoon, Mo Cheng was in a mess.He was thinking about the story at noon, the story that Teacher Xia told without any emotion.He is obviously the protagonist of the story, but he is like a bystander, watching everyone's ups and downs with cold eyes.

If Mr. Xia was able to resist desperately when he was kidnapped for the first time; or Mr. Meng didn't have the blood to ask for an explanation when he learned the truth; or Mr. Wang directly asked someone to beat Xia Youqing outside Don't tie it to the past and educate yourself...

Could it be that this story, from beginning to end, will never happen.

But if this hadn’t happened, when the time comes now, is Mr. Xia teaching peacefully in the small town where he was born and raised, earning a meager salary and then maintaining a difficult life; is Mr. Meng beside Mr. Xia or in another city? Difficult toss and break, day and night but still wandering; will the prince marry a high-ranking official's daughter who is well-matched, and then continue to live a wandering life among thousands of flowers without leaving a leaf...

Which ending is better than reality?

Many things are really unassuming, you said, this matter is really too bad and terrible.But if you go back in time and do it all over again, can you guarantee that the development of this matter will not be worse and more terrifying?

Everything is the best arrangement.

Mo Chengshen has no right to criticize any of the characters in this story, but when he thinks of this story, he feels flustered and uncomfortable for no reason.

Mr. Xia, Mr. Meng, Mr. Wang, is the joys and sorrows between them a tragedy or a comedy?

Your honey, my □□.

Mo Chengshen only knows that in this world, everyone is happy and someone is crying. It is an indestructible law that lasts thousands of years.

Mo Chengshen started to run to the math office frequently again. There seemed to be a tacit understanding between him and Teacher Xia, and he never said anything about what happened that day.

Teacher Xia was a wounded person. Mo Chengshen didn't know if he had no feelings for him in that regard, but he did not give up, but became more cautious.During class, he would stare at Teacher Xia and tell him with his eyes that no matter what happened to you, I still like you.

He knew that Teacher Xia would not come out so soon, so he was willing to wait.

Mo Chengshen is not a naive child. It's not that he doesn't know how difficult it is to persist in this kind of relationship. Teachers and students, men and men, any one of them is enough to push them into the abyss.

Even if there is a beginning, it can only be carried out quietly.

Immortal feelings die when they see the light.

But Mo Chengshen still wanted to give it a try. After all, he was still too young, so young that he hadn't really understood the four words.

Terrible.

Still in the evening self-study in the dormitory, there are still three people, Mo Chengshen is writing the English problem in his hand, and his mind is heavy.

"Can you go to the stairwell with me?"

Mo Chengshen looked at He Tanwen's almost begging eyes, and nodded.

Come on, he puts on his coat.

The two of them lay prone on the railing in front of the window, quietly watching the lights on the side of the road.

It was already late at night, but there were still so many rushing vehicles going back and forth on the road, and everyone was running around for their own survival.

Mo Cheng turned his face to the side, turned to look at He Tanwen, who seemed to be thinking about something, looked at the ground, lowered his eyelids, and blinked, his eyelashes were like butterfly wings, casting a long shadow on the lower eyelid.

Then he sighed, resting his head on his folded hands again.

He Tanwen, what was he thinking, he called himself out without saying a word, it was quite cold outside, he wanted to go back.

He Tanwen was silent for a long time, so silent that Mo Chengshen almost fell asleep, and then he said quietly, "Are you in love now?" The voice was hesitant, and if you didn't listen carefully, you didn't know what he was talking about at all. .

What?Mo Chengshen was startled by this nonsensical sentence, "No, what are you thinking."

"Then there is someone you like." The tone has changed, it is not that kind of question, but replaced by an unquestionable decisiveness.

Mo Chengshen didn't say anything. To be precise, he acquiesced.

"I know, I should have known." He Tanwen's voice was very soft, his tone trembling, and his tone was erratic, as if these words were flying in the sky.

"Can you tell me who it is?" He was not as tall as Mo Cheng, and he needed to raise his head slightly to see the other person's eyes.

"No." Mo Chengshen flatly refused.

He Tanwen didn't feel embarrassed, he smiled a little, but it was just that the ending that had been expected was actually played out in reality.

"Do you still remember when we were young? At that time, you didn't like to talk, you didn't like to laugh, and you were indifferent to everyone." He Tanwen took the initiative to mention his childhood to Mo Chengshen for the first time, and his eyes turned to the unknown In the distance, the corners of the mouth raised, "At that time, you were willing to be angry with He Tanwen. When you got angry, you pouted your mouth, which was very cute. Then he was also childish and extremely mischievous. The more angry you were, the more he liked him. Provoke you, and then you will be even angrier and ignore him."

"Haha."

He Tanwen went on to say, "If you keep ignoring him, he will slump his face, and then try to tease you, make funny faces or something, just want you to laugh and talk to him. You are not really angry, others You can see that when he makes faces at you, your eyes light up, but you still pretend to be sullen, insisting that he come to apologize to you and admit that he was wrong, and then you will pretend to be sophisticated and He said, let’s not take this as an example.”

"Really?" Mo Cheng scratched his head deeply and smiled awkwardly.

"How wonderful it was then." He Tanwen looked forward to it.

"Uh... It's pretty good now." Compared with the past, Mo Chengshen still prefers the present life.

Unexpectedly, He Tanwen lost control all of a sudden, and his voice became louder, almost hysterical, "Tell me, then, or now, which time is better, I don't know, I really don't know. Obviously we are far away now It's getting closer, but, but, I'm a coward, I don't have any courage at all. Mo Chengshen, I'm afraid, I'm so afraid, I'm really afraid, I'm so afraid that I don't even know what I'm afraid of." He Turning around and pulling Mo Chengshen's sleeve, Mo Chengshen saw that his eyes were red, a bit like a rabbit.