Religious Faith

To tell this story, we have to start from 2010.

When I first met him, it was in the teacher's office.

City B is in the north.It was winter, the school was full of dogs, and there was no heating.The office is very big, but it is also very cold, so teachers who have classes go to class, and those who don't have classes just go home, so he was the only one in the office that day.

He was wearing a black down jacket, and he was leaning over the table to write something, which I reckoned was a teaching plan.

Hearing us come in, he raised his head.I could see his face clearly, it was very handsome, but I felt a little dark.He is not particularly good-looking, but he is very temperamental, how should I put it?The eyes are deep, but attractive.

……

Later, my prediction was really good, he is not a god, but a poison, but I had to ask his mother to call him a teacher.The two of us were lying in bed at this time, and I was still writing this book, and it was very playful to think about it.So I kicked him lightly, and teased him, saying, "Hey, why do people like you still do such a talented job? And cultivate flowers of the motherland?"

He was translating documents, without even looking at me, he said solemnly: "You are my most satisfied student."

I shut up and just lay down next to him.Everyone knows that my grades are not very good, and I never went to college.

But that's all for later, let's talk about the year, when I was a sophomore in high school, I was still at a good age, and I twisted my willow waist with one hand, twisted and twisted.

Ah bah... No, I mean, I was young back then.

……

He looked up, saw my mother, and smiled at her.Put down the pen, come over and say, "Auntie."

By the way, my mother and his mother still know each other and have a good relationship.When I was a sophomore in high school, I got into a fight and got expelled from the original school, and then found someone to enter this school.This school is better than the previous one.Originally, my mother wanted to find someone to sneak up on me. In Northeast dialect, it means discipline.But then I was not only not straight, but also bent.

I swear to God, I am willing, I admire Teacher Li Jinze, I love him like a drug addict, I can't extricate myself.

He poured us both two cups of hot water.My mother took it and said, "It's cold."

He said, "It's cold."

I saw the veins on the back of his hand were purple with cold.His skin is pale, which is very obvious.

My mother said: "This is the elder brother of the Li family, but you have to be called Teacher Li from now on."

I asked him, "What's your name?"

He glanced at me, eyes very pale.

My mother knocked on me: "How do you talk?"

He shook his head: "It's okay, my name is Li Jinze." He said: "Jinyu's Jin." He really had a dark belly, and deliberately waited for my mother to finish the lesson before I reported my name in a leisurely manner, and said "it's okay" generously.

Then they chatted for a while, but he didn't talk much, and he was probably the one listening.

Then my mother told me: "You live with your teacher, just let him take care of you."

I:"……"

Actually, I'm a little scared of him, you know?

He teaches English and is also the head teacher of the liberal arts class.It is also because of teachers like him that the English scores in his class are always the first in the year.I heard that it seems that there is no division of classes after the reform, but we were divided into Olympiad classes and ordinary classes at that time.The average English score of his ordinary class can surpass that of Orsay, which can be called the undefeated East in the office, but I don't know whether those teachers praise him or hate him.

But he is undefeated, when he meets me, he loses.My English score was sloppy. After I entered the class, I took the first test and his class was not the first.He wanted me to go to college at the beginning, so he saw that I was studying hard, and he himself was a college bully.When he was admitted to university, the teacher training he studied was free, and the state gave subsidies, but the condition was that after graduation he had to teach for two years in a place that was poorer than his hometown.But these are all qualifications, which are very popular, but he didn't become a teacher in the end.

He worked very hard to improve my grades. After returning home from school after nine o’clock in the evening, we both had something to eat, and he started to stay up late to give me extra lessons, mainly English.After a month of cramming, the next month's exam results came down, even worse than before.His self-esteem was a little frustrated, holding the report card, after a while, he said, "Why didn't you learn the truth?"

Me: "Oh, well, there are many girls in the liberal arts class...and I didn't bend back then..."

He glanced at me and said, "Look at your promise."

But after that he never gave me extra lessons, instead he taught me a set of formulas.I'm passing it on to you now. If it's ugly, don't hit me if it doesn't work. Please call Teacher Li Jinze, thank you.

Three longs and one short are the shortest, and three shorts and one long are the longest.Choose 2B evenly.Long and short 4D.

But I still don't understand what the concept of unevenness is.I once asked him, and he said: "...If you don't know it, then don't be deceived."

Me: "Is this okay? Isn't it bad not to do homework?"

He: "I left this homework, do you think it's okay?"

Me: "Teacher Li is amazing, I admire you."

He usually doesn't smile very much, just laughs once and for all.But that time I laughed.Kind of angry and funny.

I have to say that he is really popular, especially when he always smiles like a spring breeze to the students.

Later, my mother left, and I sat in the office, waiting for his class to enter the class with him.When get out of class was over, I was holding my schoolbag next to me and watching those girls asking all kinds of questions: "Teacher, how do you do this question?"

"Teacher teacher!"

"Teacher, what's the next lesson?"

I:"……"

Finally, when I enter the class and say hello to my classmates, it is nothing more than introducing my name and hoping to get along well with everyone.

"My name is Jiang Cheng. Jiang from Dajiang, honest Cheng." Then he sat in the last row first, and he would adjust my seat later.

His lectures are very good, and his style is somewhat similar to that of New Oriental, but he firmly refuses to admit the resemblance. He said that his style is bright and unique.sweat.

It was a great year, I was 17 and he was 23.Although I didn't have any feelings at the beginning, but the sunshine at that time was so good that I want to laugh when I think about it now.He looked at me, then rubbed my head, and asked, "What are you thinking? You are laughing so silly."

In fact, I always feel that his temperament is more like a doctor than a teacher, and he has also admitted that he doesn't want to be a teacher.I asked him, "So what do you want to do?"

His answer is very honest: "I don't have anything in particular I want to do, that is, I can do whatever I want, as long as I can do it well, I have no opinion."

Went home with him that night and he walked ahead of me and neither of us spoke.He doesn't talk much, and I don't want to talk to him a little bit, because he may not answer much if I talk to him.

I still remember that when the street lamp was in front, his shadow stretched back for a long time, and I walked in his shadow.

He rented the house, because he can go home after staying here for another year and a half, so there is no need to find a good place to live here.

The house is not big, but the environment is not bad, but there is only one bed.I asked him if I was going to sleep on the sofa?

He said lightly: "What are you afraid of? They are all men. I can't eat you."

I believe it, the final outcome is that there is no scum left by him.

A person's life is quite simple, porridge and side dishes, I also eat these with him, I feel pretty good.

And at that time, I hadn't turned yet, and I still had a good vision for college.I imagine liberal arts colleges with playgrounds full of white legs.So I asked him for advice, even pick up girls.

He bowed his head to eat and said, "Don't think too good."

me?"

He: "You pass the exam first."

I:"……"

I don't know why, I obviously hang out with boys every day, we study girls every day, go to Internet cafes to play games every day, and even watch porn together, but my feelings for Li Jinze are not brotherly.

I just think he's different.But what's different, I don't know.We sleep together every day, but I am very careful when I sleep, for fear of kicking him.

I didn't think about that at the time.

He cooks for me every day and does my laundry.I really don't want to wash them and stuff them under my quilt, or hang my worn socks in front of me when I sleep.He wore rubber gloves and looked disgusted until I woke up by myself, and then he handed them to me to wash.He is a Virgo, and his cleanliness seems to be quite serious. He must not keep dirty clothes overnight.

From this point of view, I think he is a pervert.And I haven't heard him say that he has a girlfriend.The only time I heard him say that there was one in university, and then it was divided.It's that simple.

But I still imagined what that senior looked like, maybe with long flowing hair, a slender figure, willow eyebrows and almond eyes... Oh yes!And a pair of slender big white legs!

There was a turning point in the relationship between us, or when we knew each other for almost two months.

I was fired for fighting because of a girl, and I still am because of her.I liked her back then, I really liked her.It's just that she didn't pay much attention to me. When I thought she didn't like me and left sadly, she came back to me again.This feeling of not being able to get it and not being able to let it go is really uncomfortable.Then when I returned to her side again, she smiled happily with others in front of me and ignored me.

I get it, I'm nothing fucking.I fucking have a spare tire.

When I went home sad that day, he saw that I was not in the right condition, so he put down his work for the first time and only talked to me.I'm usually busy with things and talk to me incidentally, but this time I didn't.

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