Pure Love Guide ABO

After Teacher Jiang left, I could only rummage through the bookshelves for the few books I wanted to borrow.

But it is impossible to find it quickly, after all, there are too many books.

Suddenly, I found that there was a book in the corner that looked different from others.The books on the bookshelf are basically brand new, without any marks or wear on the spine, but for that one, one can tell at a glance that the paper inside is mottled and crumpled.

There are even beige stains.

Without thinking, I pulled the book out.

It's really old.

The cover of the book is more old-fashioned than imagined. There are no patterns. There is only a row of slightly sunken golden block letters on the red hard shell.

But because of the severe scratches, I couldn't see what was written at all.This aroused my curiosity, and I opened the book, intending to see what was written.

At first glance, the content was nothing special. It started with the table of contents and the title page. I glanced at it, and then kept flipping back, and countless densely packed words appeared in front of my eyes.I was the most impatient to watch this, and my head hurt after watching it, so I just turned to the end.

As a result, before turning it over, a piece of paper suddenly fell out.I picked it up and saw that there was a sentence written in cursive pen on it.The ink stains are very faint.

[Vulgar fire all over the mountains, burning from one me to another. ]

I looked at this sentence a little confused.The writing is quite good, and the strokes are smooth. It is the kind of character that I can't even trace. It seems a bit romantic to read, but what does it mean?Is this written by Teacher Jiang?

When I put the paper back into the book, Teacher Jiang's voice came from behind me again, so I turned around and wanted to thank Teacher Jiang.

But before his hand touched the cup, Teacher Jiang looked at me and frowned suddenly.

"Where did you find this book?"

I looked at his expression and immediately panicked.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, I just read that this book is relatively old..."

Teacher Jiang was silent for a moment, then handed a paper cup to me. "It's nothing, the teacher is just asking. You go to the living room and sit for a while, and I will find you the writing instruction book."

Of course, this was the best thing for me. I turned my head and wanted to put the book back in my hand, but Teacher Jiang said, "Let me do it."

After speaking, he took the book and put it back in its original place.

I can feel that Teacher Jiang doesn't want me to read this book.Why?

Could it be pornography?

I heard that adults watch this.After thinking of this possibility, before I left the study, I scratched the spine of the book with my corner of the eye.

I can barely make out the author's name.

"Blue Night".

When I got home, I had a chance to search the Internet. I didn't want to read the contents, but I just wanted to know what Mr. Jiang's secretive book was about.

I still remember the shocking look in the living room before, and when I walked over, I repeatedly simulated in my mind how to avoid those paper balls and garbage without leaving a trace.

Fortunately, when I took a closer look, I found that Mr. Jiang had roughly tidied it up, at least the paper balls were gone.

But when I sat down at the corner of the sofa, I suddenly smelled a faint fishy smell - I can't tell what it is, I've never smelled it, it's a bit unpleasant, but fortunately it's bearable.

So I huddled in the corner of the sofa, holding the water glass a little uneasy, hoping that Teacher Jiang would come out quickly so that I could go home.

It's just this waiting that makes me doubt my life.

I sipped water at the slowest speed, but I finished it all, and Teacher Jiang hadn't come out yet.

I immediately thought of the scene where Mr. Jiang was in the infirmary before—could Mr. Jiang faint from a sudden stomach cancer?

I was terrified all of a sudden, and I stood up from the sofa with a bang as soon as I put the paper cup, and strode to the study to confirm Teacher Jiang's safety.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened the study door, I saw Teacher Zhang standing facing the window.

Didn't faint?I stared at him blankly.

But when I opened the door so loudly, he didn't respond at all.

I was on tenterhooks again.Carefully approach Teacher Jiang step by step.As a result, before I could call him, I suddenly heard Mr. Jiang's hoarse voice.

"...you painted the palace with sticks, and we will live there forever."

His tone was very slow and his tone was very gentle.It's different from any poetry reading I've ever heard.

The deep voice was like some kind of fine crystal sand rubbing against my ears, which made me feel the hairs on my back, and I unconsciously wanted to hear more clearly.

But Mr. Jiang didn't speak any more.I took a closer look and found that he was staring out of the window with absent-minded eyes. I don't know when he had another cigarette in his hand, but he didn't light it.

"Yep……"

He went on muttering to himself.

Teacher Jiang, is this in a daze?I finally came up with a more appropriate adjective.

"Teacher Jiang?" I called him in a low voice.I can't help it either, I really can't sit still, and I have nothing else to do.

Fortunately, after yelling, he finally came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. He pushed his glasses and looked at me with eyebrows raised.

"Song Chi?"

I quickly and tactfully revealed that I had waited a bit long.

"I'm sorry." Teacher Jiang rubbed his forehead, "Just now...a sudden inspiration came to me, and my mind was distracted."

My ears suddenly pricked up.

Was Teacher Jiang writing a book just now?

But Mr. Jiang didn't say anything more. He stuck the cigarette behind his ear and went to the bookshelf to help me find the book.

I really wanted to ask him if he was writing a book, but I didn't dare, so I could only stand aside and look at the books on the bookshelf again as if nothing had happened.

"Ulysses", "The Prime Minister of the Qing Dynasty", "Scent of a Woman"... are all books that I have never heard of.Teacher Jiang is indeed very educated.

"Here."

Teacher Jiang walked up to me with a few books in both hands, and he smiled. "Look first, if it is helpful to you, you don't have to return the book."

I quickly took it, thanked him hypocritically, and then took the schoolbag that I had been carrying for a long time, and put the books in it.

While pretending, I praised Teacher Jiang, "Mr. Jiang is so good, I will study like you in the future, and read so many books."

Before I left, I remembered the literary youth setting I had set.

"Really." Teacher Jiang didn't show any superfluous expression on his face, "But Teacher probably isn't the kind of writer you imagined."

I froze for a moment.Teacher Jiang took the initiative to bring up the matter of writing, as if he was not as resistant as last time.

I quickly said that I don't know those things, I feel amazing even if I can write a book.

Unexpectedly, Teacher Jiang laughed again.

This time he laughed out loud, although very lightly.

"It's best if you don't understand." Teacher Jiang rolled up his sleeves. "Go back, walk slowly, don't run the red light."

As he spoke, he walked ahead and opened the study door for me, and I followed behind him step by step until we reached the gate.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered that the door was open when I came here, and I quickly reminded Mr. Jiang to remember to close the door before going to bed.

"...Thank you, I forget occasionally." Teacher Jiang's voice was vague.

Now there are not many Betas who are as careful and enthusiastic as I am.I waved at Mr. Jiang, then carried a bag of books on my back, waved goodbye to Mr. Jiang, and ran all the way into the elevator.