My golden finger is not right

21,

The guardian has not come to class for many days.

I propped my head up, looking at the dusty table, thinking aimlessly.

Since my return from that point in time, I haven't officially met the Guardian until now.

I don't know why he didn't come to school. Regarding this, Mr. Kurosawa didn't explain much in class.But to be honest, I'm really glad I didn't have to see him again.

Because I really don't want to have too much involvement with him.

He is the only person I know ten years later, but at the same time represents the end of those people who have dispersed ten years later.

For this reason, I have been thinking these days, what will happen to Miss Keiko and I ten years from now?

Is it really as he said, staying away from home and enjoying traveling, or...has long since disappeared at a certain point in time...

I don't want to believe the former, but I don't have the courage to question the latter.

What's more, he still has some strange feelings for his future self...

-

In life, is it better to know the ending, or just know the process?

If you know the ending, you will waste yourself, but if you know the process, you will follow the rules.

Now I am like a clown played by fate.

I thought that if I grasped the last piece of the puzzle, I would grasp the world, but I don't know that there is no life around me that can be used to piece together.

-

"Student Yan Ye, can you go to the office after school? The teacher has something to tell you."

-

The last time I went to the office, Hanako was still alive...

I felt a little uncomfortable. I stood at the door of the office to calm my breath. I was about to knock on the door when some voices came out: "It's a pity... Mr. Sato, such a dedicated person, has contracted a serious illness..."

"That's right, if Mr. Sato hadn't had such an incident, he would definitely have the senior teacher's seat this year. How could it be Sakurai's turn..."

"Hey! What are you talking about! I just finished my vacation today, why did so many things happen when I came back?"

"Ono-kun, you are really... Sigh... To put it simply, Mr. Sato resigned due to illness a few days ago, and this year's senior teacher position was taken by Sakurai."

"Eh?! Sakurai?! How did that misfit get the spot? I always thought that besides Sato-sensei, you have a better chance of winning here!"

"Where is it~ Isn't the new Mr. Kurosawa also working hard? If you really have to choose, I think everyone is very competitive...

"Ah Liang, you are too modest!"

"Where is it... I'm embarrassed to say that..."

"You... wait! There are students coming in!"

When I opened the door, the teachers were sitting in their respective positions and dealing with things. In the quiet office, there was only the "clicking" sound of the old parts when the electric fan was turning.

In the midsummer season, in the sultry afternoon, I feel cold for no reason.

-

"Wait..." Mr. Kurosawa sorted out the documents at hand, put them away in order, and then turned his attention to me. Seeing that I was staring at him, he said a little embarrassedly, " Yan Ye, can you do the teacher a favor?"

Hearing that I quickly scanned the face of the mountain god in my head, I secretly sighed for the cooperation between the two, and then said: "If it is within my ability, I think I can consider helping you."

"It won't be beyond your ability!" Mr. Kurosawa replied anxiously, and the tips of his ears turned red the next moment, "Actually, I think you are the most competent for this task."

"Student Shenhu hasn't come to class for more than a week. I asked his... Mom, student Shenhu still doesn't feel well. I planned to visit him at his house tomorrow, but because of...uh... …It’s just something else, so I can’t go. I want to find someone to go for me, but after thinking about it, it seems that only you and Shenhu have the best relationship in the whole class, so…”

"My relationship with the guardian is only average. Teacher, you should find someone else." I didn't want to take on this task, so I bowed and was about to turn around and leave, but the other party lightly grabbed my shoulder from behind.

"Student Yan Ye really don't want to help the teacher?" I turned my head slightly, and saw Mr. Kurosawa's eyes were slightly red, looking at me with a look of crying, "You really really really really Are you really not helping the teacher?"

Seeing that I seemed to be shaking my head again, he hurriedly said: "What if the teacher invites you to eat ice cream? Eh! Don't be so anxious to refuse! What if you add a week's worth of hamburgers?"

He really knows the culprit of children...

I twitched my forehead slightly.

He said this because the school recently hired a new chef, who is very good at making some fast food, including burgers.

Every Monday and Friday, the school cafeteria serves this as lunch.

Unfortunately, those hamburgers are only available to teachers. The reason is that children cannot eat fast food, because the nutrition will be unbalanced, which is not good for the body.

However, gluttony and curiosity.

These are two of the most terrifying characteristics of a child.

All the kids in the school (except me) were agitated by the novelty of the hamburger.

However this was of no use.

Because although the cafeteria aunt is a bit old, she is a very upright person in essence.Even if the boy recognized as the prettiest by the school came to show off in front of her, he would only get a sentence of "If you don't leave, I will smack you", let alone other children.

It is said that the group of little ghosts in the class have now called the hamburger in the school cafeteria and the anger of Mr. Kurosawa the most impossible things to touch, and plan to write them in their memoirs after graduation.

...But I don't like hamburgers, hey!It's basically useless for you to seduce me with this!

When Mr. Kurosawa saw that I still had to leave, he was a little panicked, and even said that he wanted to show Ms. Keiko my test paper with 50 points in the last test!

……

I give in.

After all, I really don't have the face to explain to Ms. Keiko that I didn't know there was an action during the exam... called "turning the page"...

I nodded feebly at Kurosawa-sensei, as an agreement to help him.

"Student Yan Ye, you are such a good boy!" Teacher Kurosawa said gratefully to me, then got up and personally sent me outside the door.

"By the way, classmate Yan Ye..."

I turned around in surprise when I heard the words, but I saw that Mr. Kurosawa restrained his shyness and showed me a very wrong smile: "Actually, I think..."

"Some things are better returned to his master as soon as possible."

-

Yan Ye's house seems to be located in a place far away from human habitation.After getting off the car, according to the map drawn by Mr. Kurosawa, I walked non-stop for more than an hour before arriving at Yanye's house.

In terms of appearance, Yan Ye's house in front of him is no different from ten years later.

...except that there was a crying monster at the door.

In order to avoid getting into some trouble, I pretended I didn't see anything, walked past it without changing my expression, and started knocking on the door.

"Yeah~ No one can see Sakura~ Sakura is so lonely~"

"Hey~ Even this brat can't see me~ Sakura is so pitiful~"

I thought it would just squat in a small corner, weeping silently by itself, but when it saw someone coming, it became excited and began to circle around me non-stop, and even came to my ear from time to time a voice.

Before my patience was about to reach its limit, the door in front of me finally opened, and then an old man in shabby clothes came out.

For people who are really old, if the most effective references are removed, such as clothing style, hair length, or decorations, it is actually difficult to judge gender with the naked eye.

The old man in front of him is the best example.

"He" arched his back, leaned on crutches tremblingly, and made way for me.I was about to go in when the old man suddenly looked up at me.He was obviously shocked to see that it was a child. "He" seemed to want to talk to me, and began to move his mouth with great effort, but couldn't utter half a syllable, and finally his whole body trembled violently in discomfort.

go!go!

I looked into "his" eyes, and I seemed to faintly feel the meaning of "his" in my head.I was about to ask "him" something, but I didn't expect that the guy next to me suddenly yelled, the volume was so loud that my ears rang a little: "Wow! Ah Ying knows this person!"

Furious by its sudden sound, I made a decision that I regret for the rest of my life—yelled back loudly: "You are a monster! No matter how loud your voice is, others can't hear you, okay?!"

...Finally, the old man had to invite me in—because the owner of the house had heard me.

-

I looked at the complexly dressed woman in front of me, and suddenly understood why she could hear my voice from such a long distance.

Scholars die for their confidants, women... ha ha.

"So Kurosawa-kun won't be here today?" The woman in front of her, who called herself Yan Ye's mother, covered her red lips lightly and said in disappointment.

She is already gorgeous, and she is covered with a layer of delicate makeup, which makes her look even more charming, not to mention that she is still wearing a bright red kimono.

But under such a backdrop, I didn't feel a bit of unbearable in the face of the beauty's distress. Instead, as the time of staring at her face lengthened, I gradually felt a panic from the bottom of my heart.

You can't stay here anymore...it's dangerous...leave, leave!

I got a headache from this thought, so I had to quickly answer: "Mr. Kurosawa said that he has something to do at the moment, so he asked me to visit Shenhu for him."

"...Really... What a pity..." She sighed after hearing the words, then put down her hands, restrained all her expressions and said indifferently, "Ghost, send this classmate Yan Ye to see the guardian."

Under the long corridor outside the door, an old figure slowly buried himself, and respectfully kowtowed in this direction.

A few strands of long gray hair slid to the ground with "him"'s movements, immediately stained with dust.

I noticed that in the eyes of the woman in front of me, there was happiness.