Other people's stories

Faint scars underneath.

I remember I asked her: What is Jingjing's temper?

She said: Smart and awe-inspiring, a typical white-collar Yujie.

After I searched "Sister Yu" on Baidu, I was at a loss: Then, why does Lan Qing like me?

She said: Women like Jingjing are rare in the world, and it is impossible for me to meet them again in the future.Moreover, it is impossible for people to step into the same river at different times. . .

Later, after getting acquainted with each other, she laughed and said: When you get tired of spicy tastes, you will like light ones very much.

Really speechless.

When she said at this moment that she met a woman with a delicate feeling, I knew that, in fact, she always liked spicy taste.Light, but a momentary early adopters.

After all, who doesn't expect vigorous feelings before the world is prosperous and the world of mortals has never been read?

I sighed: "Well, I understand. Don't worry, I will support you."

She finally cried: Xinxin, I am sorry for you. . .

"Fool, when it comes to feelings, it doesn't matter right or wrong, whoever is sorry for whoever says what." I still gently embraced her.

But in fact, I want to have a hug so that I can cry bitterly.

Thinking about it until now, I still feel that I was so unbelievable on that day, that I could say goodbye to her with a smile as if nothing had happened, go back to school, pick up my son, tutor the students, and go home.

Only I know how many tears I shed on the pillowcase that night.

There are all kinds of things in life, but they are like drinking frozen water in the cold winter. Only you know whether you are warm or cold.

After a weekend that seemed to be completely normal, but in fact it was muddled, but no matter how much pain and pain in the heart, no matter how many sad tears shed in the middle of the night, life always moves forward.

So, on Monday, when it's time to go to work, I still have to go to work.

I still have to take my son, take a car, cross the flyover, and have breakfast.

Perhaps, the only difference is that there are no early morning text messages.

Only I know that the biggest difference is that there is no expectation.

☆, five

11. My son is very good.

I was silent, so he let me hold his little hand, walked silently through the crowds and traffic, and took the initiative to say to the owner of the sausage shop: "Auntie, two egg sausages, thank you!"

Looking at my son's immature face, I gently stretched out my hand and wiped away the slight stains on his face: "Baby, Mom really only has you."

"Well. Grandpa and grandma have gone to heaven, I will love my mother very much." The son's tone, alas, no matter how you look at it, there is a bit old-fashioned.

However, listening to such words is not unhappy.I smiled and touched him, still a little sad.

Thinking of Lanqing is like having a beautiful dream.

I woke up from the dream, but my heart also vaguely lost a piece.

If there is such a medicine as Wangqingsan in this world, it would be great.

Thinking of her saying: Xinxin, can you be my sister for the rest of my life?

Hehe, at the very beginning, I said, I just want to be your sister for the rest of my life.However, she disagreed, she said: I don't lack any sisters.

But half a year later, she was still the same, but she said, "Would you like to be my sister for the rest of my life?"

I sighed softly: Lan Qing, I promised you that you would never be angry, but I also have my own principles of life.

She did understand.

So, so be it.Delete all the information on the mobile phone, and delete each other on the Internet.

She said: Xinxin, please believe me, I really loved you.

I said: well, I believe you.

From now on, I will never appear in your life again.

When I was young, my uncle said that I looked the most cowardly and docile, but in fact I was the most decisive.

Yes, I admit it, this is me.If you don't love, then you don't need to see each other again in this life, because I don't really lack a sister.

However, if the memory of people's hearts can also be deleted like a mobile phone or a mobile phone, it would be great.

In a faint thought, the sausage had already been delivered.

I pulled out the disposable chopsticks to help my son stir.

A hand reached out, took his son's portion of sausage, and began to stir gently.

I looked up and saw that familiar yet unfamiliar smiling face.

"Uh, that, thank you." After a moment of surprise, I accepted her kindness, watched her gently mix the soy sauce in the son's sausage, and handed it to him to eat, everything was as skillful as if she had already Do it a thousand times.

At this time, her sausage was also brought up, so the three of them began to eat their own.

She didn't say anything, so I naturally remained silent. In fact, I'm not good at talking to strangers. Uh, of course, she's not a stranger.

However, I really don't even know her name.

As I was eating, I suddenly felt like laughing. Look, my life in the past six months is like a soap opera.

Inexplicably fell in love with a classmate, then fell in love with her while accepting her love, and was abandoned by her in an instant.Then, at such a painful time, there was another person who made such a clear gesture of affection.

Uh, could it be that the previous one was just the second female lead, and this is the real first female lead?

Life is like a play, and play is like life, but that's all.

Thinking wildly, I finished the weirdest breakfast, wiped the corners of my son's mouth, and prepared to pay the bill.

She said, "I've invited you for this meal." It turned out that she had already paid the bill when I was wandering in the sky.

After being extremely strange, I actually chose to accept everything calmly. Anyway, it was only a few yuan. Thinking about it, my courier fee for the past six months was enough to pay for a few more breakfasts.

After thinking about it for a while, I found that my overwhelming melancholy was actually reduced a lot.

So, I took my son and got up, headed north, went to work and school, and she got up and got in the car, headed south, and went to work too.

Just before we broke up, I gave her a questioning look, and she said: Lin Tingyun.

Ting Yun, thinking of relatives and friends.Good name, along the way, I thought of these three words.

I trust my intuition very much, even though she only said three sounds without explaining which three words, I am still sure that it must be these three words.

Of course, the fact that she asked again the next day proved that her name was indeed these three words.

12. In fact, even though we were barely familiar, we still didn't talk much at breakfast.

One is that I have to take care of my son from time to time, helping to wipe the corners of his mouth and the table, and the other is that the working hours are often very tight. If we have the first class, we have to be responsible for reading the morning reading. I am honored to have three in five days. read early.

So, it was just that they each ordered breakfast, and during the waiting moment, they greeted each other with a smile, and occasionally asked how hard it was to go to work, how the son's exam was doing, and so on.

The only good thing is that with her by my side, I don't have much time to feel the loneliness caused by someone's departure.Time flies by in this kind of enrichment.

After the final exam, there are tedious revisions, analysis, commentary, filling in various materials, and various meetings. . .

Perhaps it should be fortunate that the time Lanqing left was not too far away from the final exam preparation.

After nearly a month of intense and busy work, the pain has begun to slowly settle.Because the work at the end of the term is tedious and meticulous, I don't even have much time and energy to be in a daze.

There will be a parent-teacher meeting on Thursday. After the parent-teacher meeting, tomorrow will be the winter vacation.

In fact, I really don't like holding so many parent-teacher meetings, especially after the exams. It looks like an after-the-fact complaint, alas.

However, the school has very strict requirements. Not only does it require you to attend the speech, but you also have to submit the speech.

I'm not the head teacher, so I don't need to worry about making arrangements in advance.So I usually do some questions while waiting for the parent-teacher meeting, and make some preparations for the holiday homework.

On this day, I routinely started to do the questions after preparing the speech.Fortunately, my son doesn't want to go to school today, so I asked his father to pick him up there.Otherwise, alas, I guess I will stay up late and go home with me again.I am ready to wait for the meeting to receive parents to talk non-stop.

It's just that I didn't expect that parents would come to me before the meeting started.

What I didn't expect was that the parent who was looking for me was Lin Tingyun.

"Huh? Ting Yun, is that you? Are you..." I asked her as I asked her to come into the office and sit down.As far as I can remember, no one of the children's parents will be her.

"I'm here to hold a parent-teacher meeting for Su Ting." She smiled.

"Huh?" I looked at her puzzled.

"It's like this. Su Ting's mother and I are colleagues. When she was riding a bicycle to deliver goods a few days ago, she was hit by an unscrupulous driver and injured her leg. She is still in the hospital. She is very worried about her daughter. She knows I happen to be off work today, so please come to the parent-teacher meeting and ask about Su Ting's situation."

"Oh!" I thought for a while and asked, "Then you should know something about Su Ting's family, right? I have been teaching this child for more than two years, why have I never seen her father come?"

"Her father? That man, let's not mention it, is not a man at all." Seeing my puzzled eyes, she sighed, "It's really not worth it for Sister Su. Well, Su Ting is named after her mother, you know Right? That man hastily married Sister Su from out of town just in order to get independent dividends after the separation of the family. Since getting married, he has never had a serious job. He just wanders around the village in the city every day. Anyway, he can I got tens of thousands of dividends from the village committee, and I like to hang out with those women in the hair salon all day long. So Su Ting was brought up by her mother, but if she divorced, Sister Su would not be able to get any dividends. For Su Ting, Sister Su has been procrastinating like this. I just feel sorry for the child Su Ting..."

Thinking of that introverted child, always with such defensive and gloomy eyes, no wonder, alas!

"Su Ting is very smart and her grades are not bad, but she is a little alienated from her classmates. She doesn't usually participate in group activities in the class, and she doesn't like to speak in class. It turns out that it is such a family background. It's really pitiful. Your name is Miss Su. Don't worry, I will pay more attention."

"Well, I can rest assured about what you promised." Ting Yun blinked at me, what a man.

"Actually, does Teacher Xinxin feel that a woman doesn't necessarily have to spend her whole life with a man?" Looking at her, she seemed to be just saying something unintentionally, and I was a little annoyed. Does this man know anything?

In fact, I don't like that I am different, so the fact that I like women as a woman, I don't really want to be known by others.Lin Tingyun is naturally among the "others".

In my silence, Ting Yun's eyes began to look a little deep and aggressive. I didn't want to answer this question, but her eyes seemed to not allow me not to answer.

I feel a little depressed and a little bit wronged. You are not me, why do you force me?

The rest of the teachers in the office were out, and the bustle outside accentuated the office's silence.

Fortunately, at this time, a child came and told me to go to the class to speak, and I was about to get up immediately.

Ting Yun also looked away: "Go, but, you can escape the first time, but you can't escape the second and third times. Xinxin, I know what you want!"

This person, I glared at her a little annoyed, but made her smile happily.

I ignored her, and I went to speak, but, in a certain corner of my heart, something was throbbing all the time.

☆, six

六

13. My parent meeting speeches are always different from the speeches I submit.

It's the third day of junior high school, and what I mainly talk about is not to make premature stereotypes for children, and not to make unrealistic demands.

What's more, we must believe that everyone has his own life path, and believe that children will have their own future, and there is no need to follow others' opinions.

Of course, some children will be praised, and Su Ting is among them.

After the lecture, I will usually ask: Parents, do you have anything else I want to say?

The mobile phone number was already given at the first parent meeting, and the name and so on were also given long ago. After all, they have been teaching the children for more than two years.

Looking at everyone, they all smiled and said nothing, so I just smiled: "Well, it's the same old saying, I will try my best."

Then I was about to leave the classroom. At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: Teacher, can I provide the □□ number?

It was Ting Yun's voice.

this person!I am a little annoyed.She also asked me the same words at a breakfast before, and I deliberately ignored it by wiping the corners of my son's mouth.

However, this is a parent meeting, and I have no way to refuse, so I just smiled honestly and left my number on the blackboard.

Sure enough, the other parents just looked at it, and only that one seriously wrote it down in one of her pads, hmph, how helpless.After leaving the classroom, I was a little depressed. When everyone was not paying attention, I gave her a hard look, but she gave her a smug smile.

After that, I chatted with my parents as usual, one after another, and it turned out that I didn't get home until seven o'clock, and my son was already waiting for me at home.

After dinner, after checking my son's homework and tidying up, it was already ten o'clock. I was about to go to bed and read a book before going to sleep. After thinking about it, I turned on the computer to log on to Q.

Sure enough, I saw a friend verifying the message: "I am Ting Yun."

Things have come to this point, I can't do anything to refuse, so I have to add.

Her Q name is Qingxin, and her signature is very eye-catching: Qiuxin is Lichou.

Looking at it, somewhere in my heart, there is some softness, this person.

Soon she sent a message: Are you done?

I replied: Well.

She asked again: Are you tired?Go to rest early, you have another busy day tomorrow?

After thinking about it, I replied: Yes.

Then, with a smile and a good night expression, I got off.

Really went to bed.

It may be that I was really tired from talking, and I slept very deeply that night.

The next day was the end of school ceremony, and so did my son, so I still took my son early, got off the car as usual, crossed the flyover, and entered the breakfast shop. I always felt that something was different from usual.

It wasn't until I saw her as usual and started to eat breakfast that I realized that today I didn't feel sad and dazed like before, but I brought my son here dearly.

When I was eating porridge, Ting Yun would stare at me from time to time, but didn't speak. I felt very strange, and I was too embarrassed to ask, so I lowered my voice and asked my son softly: Baby, is there any stain on my mother's face?

The son opened his eyes and looked at me carefully: no, my mother's face is very clean.

Smelly son, what are you doing so loudly?I looked at Ting Yun who wanted to laugh but was afraid that I would be annoyed, and I was even more depressed.

It was Ting Yun who said: Xinxin, you didn't have a nightmare last night, did you?You look good today!

I see.Hey, how does Ting Yun know that I often have nightmares?

Ting Yun looked at me: Su Ting told me, our teacher Qiu Xin, even when we smile, the smile is sad.

It was only then that I realized that this person's eyes were so gentle, she looked at me so gently like water, until I had to lower my head slightly.

Everyone didn't speak anymore, even the son finished his breakfast in silence, then said goodbye to each other, and each went south to north.It's just that my heart is trembling all the way. Has this person looked at me like this for a long time?

Lan Qing once said that I "do not have the temperament of Yujie, but I have the demeanor of an idiot". It seems that this evaluation is very pertinent.I sigh slightly.

Tingyun Tingyun, I wish we would meet sooner.Today, how can I be willing to accept your affection?

14. After the dismissal ceremony, it is winter vacation.

I am alone with my son, so naturally I have no plans to travel far.

Stay at home every day, get up, make breakfast for your son, and plan your son's homework.

Generally, [-]% of the work can be completed in the morning, and then I will go down with my son to exercise at noon, and then have lunch outside.After lunch, I come back with my son to take a nap, continue to do homework in the afternoon, or play computer games with him, and then I will start making dinner.

My cooking skills are average, but considering food safety issues, I am still willing to cook for my son. Fortunately, my son is not picky eaters.

In the evening, occasionally his father would call and tell him that he would come to accompany his son for dinner, but most of the time he would not come, so he had dinner with his son, and then he went down to play golf by himself, and I cleaned up the house.After I finished packing, my son came home, so I helped him shower, packed his clothes, and was busy. In the blink of an eye, it was after nine o'clock again. My son would read a book, watch a DVD, and then go to sleep obediently.

Even if his father came over, he would not stay overnight. He usually went back to his place after dinner and chatting with his son.

Even before we were separated like this before, I didn't have any expectations for him, let alone now when we are completely separated?

It's just that occasionally I wonder, why did I marry him in the first place?

Looking at my son's sweet smile when he said good night before going to bed, maybe this is the biggest reason why I married him?

It's not without sighing, who doesn't want to spend their whole life with the one they love?

Who doesn't like the face of their loved one as the last thing they see before going to sleep and the first thing they see when they wake up?

I thought of Lan Qing again, it was very strange, although I told her "I love you" earnestly, but I never thought that I would spend my whole life with her, I never expected to live my whole life, even sad, depressed and happy, I never thought of being with her. share with her.

Maybe, I really don't love her enough?No wonder, she has another love!

My mind went round and round like this, and the days passed slowly.

The pain of the past also slowly settled down and buried in the bottom of my heart.

I remembered that a philosopher once said that time is the best healer, and sure enough.

But, why do I still dream back in the middle of the night, not knowing what night it is, where I am?I looked out the window, it was winter, and there was still such a good night.

Ah, is it already the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month?Chinese New Year is coming soon.

In my impression, since my father left, I have forgotten the taste of the New Year.

Because, my father left me forever at the end of the year.

14,

It's been a week since the winter vacation.

After finishing my busy work at night, I occasionally surf the Internet, go to QQ, and chat with the children.

Ting Yun is very busy.

As the year approaches, the express delivery industry gets busier.

Therefore, every time I saw her message, it was the next day.

There are very few words, just a few words: Are you tired?Is the son good or not?Have a good rest!take care of yourself......

So, is he a very kind-hearted person?

Because of the momentary coercion back then, I thought she would be as aggressive as Lan Qing.

On this day, I was going to take my son to the city center to buy books, so I got up early and went out.My son loves books very much, and he enjoys reading books in the book shopping center, so I can stay quietly in the classical literature and look for them, each enjoying himself.As a result, when the books were bought and came out, both mother and son were starving, so they hurried to look for food nearby.

When I got home after dinner, it was almost dinner time.When I opened the door of the house, alas, I didn't even take my mobile phone out!

That’s okay, anyway, my mobile phone has already returned to the original state of forgetting to turn it off when it was turned on, and forgetting to turn it on when it was turned off.

After thinking about it, he turned on the phone.

Unexpectedly, I received a text message: It's okay to meet again, if you don't come, Chang Sijun.

Unfamiliar number, maybe someone sent the wrong number. I like this sentence very much, but unfortunately it was not for me. Before I knew it, I sighed softly and was about to delete it.

The phone vibrated again, and another message came: Did you take your son to the bookstore today?When delivering the goods, I saw two figures from the back that seemed to be you.

Still this number.I finally got smart, this is Ting Yun's number.

All of a sudden, looking at these two text messages, I was a little flustered, so panicked that I blushed.

When I was young, I didn't understand love.

I do remember a saying that says: The best way to forget a relationship is to start another one.

But I don't agree with such behavior, because, in this way, one party is too selfish, and the other party is just a healing medicine. What does this have to do with feelings?

However, I have to admit that Ting Yun's various words disturbed my mind to a great extent, so that I didn't have much energy to carefully examine how deep the wound of being betrayed was, and I didn't have much energy to look forward to it. Sad.

The end of the year, everyone is very busy, only me, inexplicably idle, and then occasionally in a daze, occasionally sad, and occasionally smile.

It's no different from previous years. My year is just spent visiting the flower market with my son and watching the Spring Festival Gala, and that's it.

Of course, there are still differences.

There are one or two text messages every day, a very simple greeting, and occasionally saying "I miss you", but it is not too much.

Sometimes I greet her back, and sometimes I really want to say "I miss you too", because I don't want to be that selfish person.

Because, I don't know if I have any affection for her at all?

Yes, sometimes, especially when I'm having breakfast with my son.

However, we also occasionally think of friends and relatives, so I really don't know, is this friendship or love?

The days passed like this.

In the blink of an eye, it is a new semester.

Busy and busy.Meetings, preparation of school materials, lesson preparation, teaching and research. . .

This semester is the high school entrance examination semester, so naturally everything is more urgent.

As soon as school starts, there are more than three classes every day, homework that can't be corrected, and questions that can't be finished.

The children also began to get nervous, less the laughter of the past, and more figures of writing and writing.However, Su Ting's performance made me a little worried.

In recent days, I have noticed that she is always distracted in class, and not only my class, but occasionally walking through the classroom, I will find her in a daze, and occasionally wipe away tears.

Although I am not the class teacher, I am still very worried about this child.

Maybe because of the phrase "Even a smile is sad", I always feel a little close to this child for no reason.

During the lunch break this day, I quietly called her out and walked with her for a while. Floor, the quietest.

When opening the door, Su Ting said: Teacher, do you know that holding your hand is very warm.

Yeah?I smiled: I really don’t know about this, maybe it’s because of the calluses on my writing hands all the year round?

Su Ting didn't smile, but said very seriously: Teacher, that's because you have a heart.

This child, I looked at her, under the silent appearance, she had such a shrewd heart.

After she sat down, I looked at her, thought for a while, and held her hand: So, can Tingting tell me what happened now?

Su Ting's eyes became more and more red, and finally fell into my arms and cried loudly.

I didn't say anything, just hugged her like that and let her cry, I thought, this child might have wanted to cry a long time ago, and she must have endured it for a long time.

After a long time, Su Ting's crying gradually subsided, and I took out the wet wipes I had prepared for her.

When the crying finally stopped, she said: Teacher, he won't let me go to high school.

Um?After thinking about it, I understood what she meant. It seemed that the man was unwilling to pay for his daughter's education.

Su Ting's grades are in the middle of the grade, and if she performs normally, she can go to a provincial high school.

I hardly thought about it, so I said: It's okay, the teacher is for you to read.

Su Ting looked at me, very grateful, but also obviously surprised: Teacher, do you know how much it costs for three years of high school?

Well?I thought, ah, high school is not compulsory education, after three years, it really costs tens of thousands.

Just my salary, 囧.

However, it would be a pity if Tingting didn't go to high school?Where's mom?What did mom say?

Su Ting sighed: Mom's leg injury didn't fully heal last time.I had to quit my job in the courier company, and now I'm helping my aunt's store, so I don't care how much I get paid.He refused to take out the money, and his mother had no choice, and his aunt's family was not well off.My uncles and aunts gave some money for my junior high school, and my mother was too embarrassed to ask them to borrow money.

I said: Then sue him, sue him at the neighborhood committee, and ask him to help you study.

Su Ting said: Mom didn't want to, but my mother said, he is my father after all, and she said that family ugliness should not be publicized.

I looked at this precocious child: what is Tingting thinking?

Su Ting has completely calmed down at this time: Teacher, don't worry about me.I figured it out. In fact, it's good to go to a technical secondary school, come out to work earlier, and take care of my mother earlier. If this is the case, my mother will not have to rely on him at all.I thought about asking my mother to divorce him at that time, as long as I can support my mother.

Holding this child, I thought of me back then, and I analyzed it with my head teacher one sentence at a time: Teacher, don’t worry about me, I want to come out to work early, so I can help my father take on family responsibilities earlier. . .

It seems that life went back and forth 20 years ago.

It's just hateful, I don't have a lot of money!At this moment, I, who cared the least about money, let out a long sigh.

After thinking about it, I asked: Has Tingting decided which technical secondary school to take?

Well, after thinking about it, I want to be listed in the health school.Su Ting's voice was very firm: I want to study in the Department of Nursing. I heard that the score needs to be more than 600 points. I will work hard.

More than 600 points, you can go to a good high school, but I believe Su Ting will definitely do it.So, I shook Su Ting's hand tightly: "Okay, the teacher supports you, come on, if you can help, you must tell me."

Looking at the time, there is still some time before the afternoon class, I took out my beach chair and fixed it: Tingting will rest here for a while, and have a good class in the afternoon!

Su Ting was not polite to me, she really lay down and rested obediently.

However, when she closed her eyes, she suddenly said: Teacher, Aunt Ting Yun is much more reliable than that smelly man.

I couldn't help being surprised, how could this child say such a thing?

Could it be?Impossible, thinking about Ting Yun's temperament, why would he not act like an old cow eating young grass?

But, what kind of temperament is Ting Yun?In fact, I do not know.

Look at Su Ting again, she is already asleep, alas, this child is really reassuring, and really not.

I spent the rest of that lunch break in that inexplicable longing.

☆, seven

15. In the midst of busy work, it's Monday again.

During the flag-raising ceremony, I always felt that the children were a little bustling.

During recess, a child came over with a big gift and asked me to help keep it.

Huh?Look at the calendar, oh, it's Valentine's Day, no wonder the children are so mysteriously happy.

I have never been very disgusted with the so-called "puppy love". On the contrary, I have always felt that this kind of young love is the purest. It has nothing to do with the so-called good family and family background. It just loves you because I love you.

Of course, it must not affect academic performance. This is one of my bottom lines, and the second bottom line is to learn to love myself.

The children know me, so I help to keep these mysterious gifts and the like, and I have heard a lot of gossip and gossips, which are true and false, but they are all here. .

Monday is the easiest day, I only have three classes, two in the morning and one in the afternoon.

After class, looking at those expensive or cheap gifts, I thought of a sentence I once answered the children for no reason: the teacher's youth is gray.

Hehe, I have never loved anyone, never been loved (maybe I have been secretly loved by someone? Anyway, I don’t know), the only memory is countless exercises and the pressure of many exams.

That's how I spent my youth.

Then came the sudden departure of the father.

Then, the gangster married and gave birth to a child, and when he suddenly looked back, he realized that he was over thirty.

When I was a teenager, I thought of 30 years old, ah, how far away is that?

Thirty women, what a terrible age, they are all "old women".

It seems that I am really old before I have time to be young.

Looking at it, sighing softly, suddenly want to know, how old is Ting Yun this year?

It's just that I don't condone such thoughts of hurting spring and autumn.So, I went to wash my hands, went back to the office and continued to work on the questions.

The office phone started ringing, and I was trying to figure out a difficult problem and ignored it.

The phone rang very tenaciously, and it rang more than a dozen times.

I'm a little annoyed, why doesn't everyone answer the phone?I looked at it, and it turned out that I was the only one in the office, embarrassing.

I had no choice but to answer the phone, maybe someone was looking for something urgent.

"Teacher Qiu Xin, there is your courier at the door!" It was the voice of the security guard at the door.

It's really strange, I don't shop online?As I went downstairs, I was thinking, what kind of express could it be?

Lan Qing definitely won't give me anything anymore, she hasn't contacted her for almost two months, and sometimes she really feels that that person might just be a person in a dream, all kinds of things yesterday, but Nanke Yimeng.

That man, Mr., is the kind of person who doesn't even know exactly when Valentine's Day is, er, this remark really put him to shame.It's just that since I was his girlfriend, I really can't remember whether he gave me a Valentine's Day gift.

Let alone today, when we have been separated for a long time.

When he was approaching the door, he saw that familiar figure from a distance, naturally it was Ting Yun again.

Naturally, the morning meeting resumed after school started.

Although I didn't express anything, I knew it in my heart, and I had gradually gotten used to her gentle eyes.

He was also used to looking back at her unguardedly and warmly.

It's still the same simple greeting, only I know that in this greeting, there is a gentleness that becomes more and more serious day by day.

It’s not that I’m not grateful, there is such a woman who is willing to look at you so softly, not to pressure you, not to be aggressive, just telling her love in a vague way, maybe, it’s not even love, but just a love. like.

Seeing her on this special day, I feel a little gentle for no reason: It's you, Ting Yun.What gift can I receive today?Ah, show me, what is it? Could it be that your courier company misunderstood the name of the person?I'm not the type to get presents on Valentine's Day.

Ting Yun smiled: Isn't it?I'm the one who doesn't seem to get a present on Valentine's Day.When I went to work in the morning, I received 99 red roses, but it was a pity that the customer designated them as gifts for my lover.Hey, your stuff.

I took it over and saw that it was a beautifully packaged box.

Strange, there is no sign from the courier company?I looked at Ting Yun suspiciously.

But Ting Yun didn't answer my doubts: I'm busy today, I have to give presents everywhere, so let's go first.Remember to be careful when unpacking, if you can’t unpack, ask Su Ting for help, haha.

Hmph, do you despise me?Although I admit that I am a little clumsy, I still don't have to pretend to be someone else to unwrap a gift.Seeing her leave in a hurry, I also knew that today must be a very busy day.Well, I want to see what kind of mysterious gift this is.

16. I am really not very good at unpacking.

However, I'm always embarrassed to ask Su Ting for help.

After thinking about it, I finally chose the most direct method. With a few scissors, the wrapping paper was scattered. Khan, I suddenly felt a little ashamed that I didn't look like a woman.

It's not my fault, since I was a child, I have never given others any beautifully packaged gifts.

Uh, I have never received a gift from others (does the online shopping package from the courier company count?)

The gift is a boxy wooden box.

Open the wooden box, inside is a bracelet of sandalwood beads.

Really happy.

Although I never like to wear any jewelry, but, deep down, I have always longed for a small bracelet.

Why do you like bracelets?Maybe it's because I like the phrase "hold your hand and grow old with you".

Among the bracelets, I especially like sandalwood beads.

I always feel that wood is the best raw material for jewelry. It doesn't need to be carefully cared for, and it can last for a long time.

The person who gave the gift really knew his heart.

Pick up the bracelet and put it on, it's just right, neither loose nor tight.