Pure Love Guide ABO

As the school doctor said, she glanced at Mr. Jiang again. "It's not that I said you, Lao Jiang, can you take care of yourself? It's not that we don't have a bus. How about you come back after breakfast? Our school infirmary will let you take care of it."

As I got up from the ground, I was stunned for a while.Did I know that exhortation is medicine for gastrointestinal problems.Because grandpa also ate it.

Does Teacher Jiang never eat breakfast?

Since I was a child, I heard my grandpa say the most, that is to eat well, people are iron and rice are steel, and if you don’t eat a meal, you will be hungry.

And a few years ago, I saw from advertisements selling traditional Chinese medicine on TV that skipping breakfast is easy to get stomach cancer.Cancer, my grandfather said that a mother-in-law whom I met when I was shopping for vegetables had the whole stomach cut out, but she died before three years.

I quickly looked at Mr. Jiang, I felt that what I wanted to say was very important, but I didn't know how to emphasize it, I wanted to pull his sleeve a little bit, but then I realized that he didn't like physical contact with people, so I could only stand stiffly Stand still and make fists with your hands on either side of your thighs.

"Mr. Jiang, how can you not eat breakfast?" I said eagerly, "You, you should eat something in the morning, just, just treat yourself better, if you don't eat all the time, you will get... you will get stomach cancer."

I know that it is unlucky to say that someone is sick.But Mr. Jiang may not know about this kind of thing, so I have to tell him.After being embarrassed for a while, I still said it.

Teacher Jiang and the school doctor sister looked at me at the same time.

"...Lao Jiang, your student is really a good boy." The school nurse was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and laughed. "But what he said is the same, you listen to it more or less, what kind of words does it sound like to make the child worry about it?"

I looked at Teacher Jiang nervously, afraid that I would make him angry if I said something wrong.

Fortunately, Mr. Jiang was not angry, he just coughed lightly.

"Thank you, the teacher understands." Teacher Jiang paused, then suddenly looked at me, "Song Chi, what are you doing here?"

Then I suddenly remembered that I also came to the school infirmary to see a doctor.

But when I touched the bottom of my nose, there was no bleeding anymore, and I was a little embarrassed and said, it's nothing, I just got hit by a basketball, and that senior sister insisted on sending me here.It's all right now.

But the school nurse came over immediately and turned my face, "Let me see, by the way, the medicine is put there for you."

I followed her movements and let her watch.From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Mr. Jiang.The last sentence of the school doctor's sister was obviously meant for him.

Teacher Jiang walked to the desk where a tablet of pills was placed, looked at it, and asked, "Is there a cup?"

"In the cupboard, take it yourself." The school doctor sister didn't turn her head back, and she didn't let me go after she finished speaking. Instead, she pinched my face as a prank, "Although there is no serious wound, don't eat it these days thing."

But it was difficult for me to concentrate on her. I kept watching Teacher Jiang take out the water cup from the cabinet and go to the water dispenser next to the hospital bed to get water.

Mr. Jiang didn't hold the cup from the side like most people did, but spread his five fingers around the mouth of the cup.I've noticed before that his fingers are longer than most people's.

After finally waiting for the school doctor to let me go, Mr. Jiang had already poured a few pills into his palm, but instead of covering his mouth and swallowing them all in one go, he stretched out his tongue slightly and rolled three white pills into his mouth .

Then he raised his head slightly and took a sip of water unhurriedly.I happened to be sideways to him, and I could clearly see his protruding Adam's apple rolling up and down.

I don't know why, but I also swallowed my saliva.

It's really hard to describe the feeling.It was just a normal swallowing action.But I've never felt so clearly that Mr. Jiang has a certain characteristic that only belongs to adult men.

That's something I don't have, and the most popular peers I've seen don't have the traits-I have also seen Wei Qin pouring water on the court, and the only feeling is that the water dispenser is perfect.

The plot of that "Neighborhood Spring" suddenly and uncontrollably drilled into my mind.I was suddenly a little curious, would Mr. Jiang stick out his tongue like he just swallowed a pill when he kissed his boyfriend?

I immediately shook my head trying to wake myself up, why did I think about this again.But I changed my mind, Mr. Jiang is an adult, it seems that he has nothing to do with other people?

Teacher Jiang quickly put down the cup, raised his hand and wiped the corner of his lips with his mouth, then turned to look at me who was still staring at him intently.

"Song Chi, are you still going home?"

I woke up like a dream, and quickly said that I would go back now.

Leaving the school infirmary, I went straight to the school gate.But when I was about to step out of school, I touched my body and finally remembered that my coat and schoolbag were still on the playground.

So I had to turn back quickly.

By the time I took my schoolbag and put on my coat before leaving school, the sun had completely sunk into the horizon.Walking out of the school gate, I hurriedly wanted to go home as quickly as possible.

As a result, as soon as he turned a corner, he saw Mr. Jiang standing by the side of the street.I wanted to go up to say hello, but after walking a few steps, I found someone standing beside him, and they were talking.

Curiosity drove me to walk a few steps behind Mr. Jiang without making a sound.

Standing beside him was a middle-aged man with a big arm and a round waist, gesticulating with his hands and spitting all over the place.

"Mr. Jiang, let me just say it straight, you only need to put your name on the cover, and you will get a hundred thousand for free. Hey, this business is a sure profit."

My steps stopped.

One hundred thousand?This number made me dizzy.I have never seen so much money in my life!

Teacher Jiang didn't even look at the man. He took off his glasses and squeezed the space between his brows.

"Like I said, I've closed my pen. There has been no one like me in the literary world for a long time. Please hire someone else."

I hardly noticed what Teacher Jiang was saying.It was the first time I saw Mr. Jiang without glasses.Although he is pleasing to the eye wearing it, but when he is not wearing it, it is like a different person.

His eyes were sharply defined - I can't think of another way to describe them.It's the kind of eyes that make it hard for me to smile.

But before I could take a second look, he put his glasses back on and looked straight at me.

"Why haven't you returned yet?"

Only then did I realize that I was staring at Teacher Jiang again in the open.

"Eh? This is your student?" The fat man turned his head and saw me, rubbed his hands, and smiled at me, "You're so clever, hey."

I'm not sure whether to call someone or not.After all, Teacher Jiang didn't seem to want to have anything to do with him.

"Don't look for me."

Teacher Jiang's voice was very cold.

"I'm just a teacher now. I don't deserve any title."

The fat man was embarrassed.However, he persisted and took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to Teacher Jiang with both hands, "Look at what you said, should you think about it more? If you think about it, call me."

Teacher Jiang ignored him at all.Seeing this, the fat man suddenly turned to me, as if he had discovered some new land, he pulled me over and stuffed his business card into my hand, "You keep it for Mr. Jiang, haha, then I'll go first, go first .”

After speaking, I got into a black car on the side of the road that I hadn't noticed before.

After the car drove away, I looked at the business card stupidly, and then went to see Mr. Jiang, not knowing what to do better.

"Throw it away. Or if you like it, keep it for yourself. He is the editor of the publishing house." Teacher Jiang spoke first, with a calm tone.

I looked around and there was no trash can, so I put my business card in my coat pocket.Then I looked at Teacher Jiang cautiously, not sure if he was in a bad mood again.

"Mr. Jiang, are you a writer?"

The fat man praised Teacher Jiang very much, and Teacher Jiang even mentioned the literary world.I didn't expect Teacher Jiang to be so powerful.

Teacher Jiang was originally watching the traffic coming and going on the street, but when he heard this, he looked at me.

"Don't listen to him. It was a long time ago."

In my eyes, a writer is someone who has written a book.Do writers distinguish between present tense and past tense?I asked Mr. Jiang if he had ever written a book.

This time he was silent for several seconds.

"Written."

Teacher Jiang is amazing!

I couldn't help exclaiming, and quickly asked Mr. Jiang what book he wrote.

"You can only think so now." Teacher Jiang

Instead of answering, he smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, I saw his hand touched his waist, and then stopped.

I guess he wanted to touch the cigarette case.

"When you see more in the future, you will know how worthless an Alpha like Teacher is."

There was undisguised irritation and sarcasm in Teacher Jiang's tone.

I was stunned, feeling that the atmosphere around me was a little familiar, like the atmosphere I encountered when I went to Mr. Jiang's house to take papers a few days ago.

But this time, I felt another quality from him—I can’t think of a better way to describe it, but the feeling it gave me was even stronger than when I drank water just now, it was as fragile as glass, and I couldn’t put it into words of.

I can't watch it at all.

Teacher Jiang turned around and left after speaking.

I clenched the shoulder straps of my schoolbag with both hands, and stood in front of him without thinking about anything else.

"Teacher Jiang," I said slowly, trying to straighten my tongue, "Unless you slap me now, I won't think so. I admit, I'm a fickle person. I liked sweet things when I was young. , now I like spicy ones more, but I have a firm view on people!"

To show seriousness, I took a deep breath before continuing to speak.

"Teacher Jiang is good to me, to everyone, and to the girl that many teachers don't like. This is Teacher Jiang's kindness."

I tried my best to express my thoughts, but my eloquence was poor. In the end, I could only use the same vocabulary repeatedly dryly.

I was so stupid that my back was sweating.Although I still had a lot to say, I quickly decided to give up and express my opinion directly to avoid stuttering.

"Mr. Jiang is so nice, why would I hate Mr. Jiang?"

I could only look up at Mr. Jiang as much as I could, and stare at him, hoping he could see the sincerity on my face.

As a result, Mr. Jiang and I looked at each other for a moment, and then quickly looked away.

I was instantly hit hard.

Look at my broken mouth, there is no one who can speak!

I could only watch Teacher Jiang nervously holding on to the railing on the side of the road, with his head bowed.

Just when I thought he wouldn't talk to me anymore, thinking hard about how to end in an embarrassing and polite way, Mr. Jiang suddenly reached out and patted my head.

"Thank you, Song Chi."

He narrowed his left eye reflexively, his hair was rubbed, and he felt a strange temperature rubbing against his forehead.

He raised his head blankly and met Mr. Jiang's eyes.

This time, there was a gentle smile in his eyes.