another teacher

A thin boy walked out from behind Ma Sange.

That immature face was imprinted with a mold similar to Tang's father.

Intuitively, Meng Ying immediately recognized this younger brother whom she had never met before, Tang Mengke.

Thin body, pale face, is this the younger brother that parents care about all the time?

Meng Ying looked at the weak boy in front of her, and was silent for a long time, before she could barely squeeze out a sentence: "Hello."

The first time I saw this half-grown boy in my heart, I felt pity, but the mixed feelings in my heart made Meng Ying not know how to face this younger brother who met for the first time naturally.

Be jealous of him, because Mom and Dad have only been around him since a long time ago.

Hate him, because his presence brings painful bumps to mom and her unhappy childhood.

Pity him, because that illness has been tormenting him until now, and with his mother's attitude towards him, he may not be happy even if he is accompanied by his parents.

Want to love him, because he is his half-brother after all.

The pale and thin child raised a sunny smile towards her, dispelling the pale weakness and powerlessness.

"Sister, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Such a clean and pure smile is familiar to Meng Ying, but it has been a long time since.

He must know nothing...

Unable to help, Meng Ying stretched out her hand and gently touched the child whose height reached her shoulder.

My poor and deplorable...brother.

It's nice to know nothing.

The future will be the same as now, I don't know anything.

Hope you don't think like me.I hope you will always keep such a clean smile.

There was a faint blush on Monk's face, and he was shy.

"Brother Ma San."

"Ok?"

"Are you a student here?"

"Yes, we haven't seen each other for more than six years..."

"After the summer vacation that year... which college did Brother Ma San belong to?"

"Law school. I'm in the second year of graduate school this year."

"Then why did you come to the School of Business Administration?"

"Hehe, I also have guests today."

"Huh?" Meng Ying looked at him suspiciously.

Brother Ma San raised his jaw slightly in the direction of Meng Ke, and Meng Ying understood.

"Xiao Ke, you want to come?"

"Yes, I want to study business management and inherit the family business in the future."

Meng Ying's heart trembled slightly, and she asked softly, "Is it for mom and dad?"

"Well, they worked too hard. If I was good enough, mom and dad wouldn't have to worry so much, and dad would be able to accompany mom often."

Meng Ying's heart was a little stinging, this child...

"Is this your future goal?"

"Yes, you will definitely meet me here in the future." Monk's pale face was unusually calm and confident, as if he was already a student of Harvard.

"Hehe, third brother, you've already walked around?"

Brother Ma San shook his head: "We just came in."

"Then let's have one piece. Can you introduce us to our siblings?"

Brother Ma San rubbed his nose: "I'm not very familiar with the School of Business Administration either."

"But you are a Harvard student..."

Brother Ma smiled and said, "You are too high on me, let's go." Turning his back, Brother Ma deliberately ignored the bodyguards who followed closely behind, and walked in front first.

"Haha~" Meng Ying laughed, and even Munch couldn't stand the corners of his mouth.

It seemed that the positive emotions in her heart had completely covered the negative part, Meng Ying naturally took Munch's hand, and followed Ma Sange's back to walk behind.

"Brother Ma San, there is still one person in our team."

"Who?"

"Brother Ma San, you are too daring~ You even dare to forget Professor Chuck~!"

"Oh..." Ma Sange covered his face with his right hand, feeling helpless...

Meng Ying and the others went to Building [-]. In an office of business management, Professor Chuck waved to Meng Ying and the others.

This room is full of old photos of the School of Business Administration. From the architecture to the graduates, and the brilliant achievements of the past, Professor Chuck gave a short and fluent introduction.

"Well, it's almost there. Let's go out and have a look. It's really a feeling."

Everyone had already walked out of the door. When Meng Ying was about to go out, she was so blessed that she suddenly turned around and saw Professor Chuck looking at him with a smile.

Seeing her turn around, she wasn't surprised at all, but stretched out her hand and handed her something.

In the slightly yellowed photo, there was a man with white hair and purple eyes, a stern expression, whose age was still at the blurred line between boys and men.

"teacher……"

Meng Ying is holding the photo, the man in the photo has an overly mature seriousness and the severe cold aura accumulated over the years, even the photo is still spreading out the aura that strangers should not get close to.

But, why, the indifferent emptiness in his eyes really hurt her heart.

Looking at it this way, when the teacher came to the school, he was already considered gentle... In this photo, he was really in the coldness of the Jurassic period, and no one could get close to him.

"Well, they really are husband and wife. This is Mr. Wisnow's graduation photo." Mr. Chuck said kindly: "I keep it in my collection. When he graduated, many girls rushed to take pictures of him, and he didn't care about any of them. .Being his mentor is beneficial, tsk tsk."

"Madam, let me give it to you. Cherish it. He only took this photo when he came to the United States to study and graduate. I don't want to add more. Hehe."

After Professor Chuck finished speaking, he happily took a step forward.

Meng Ying touched it with her thumb and carefully put it into the bag.Following in the footsteps of Professor Chuck, he also walked out.

What a precious photo.

Teacher, you were once so young.

In fact, everyone has a youthful past, even so, seeing the teacher's young and cold face, Meng Ying still finds it amazing.

teacher... teacher...

But she could see it.

At that time, he was very unhappy.

What kind of thing can be a boy in his prime with a frosty face, who refuses to spend so many years in the United States thousands of miles away.

What is it that can make the purple eyes that look at her tenderly every night so empty...

It's not that she didn't think about his past, but she didn't ask specifically.

Because neither dare nor want to.

That seemed to be his most painful scar.

Meng Ying put the photo in her pocket and hurried out of the classroom.

Outside the door, Brother Ma and Monk were waiting for her.

"What's wrong?" Brother Ma asked gently.

Meng Ying shook her head: "It's okay."

Then Meng Ying looked left and right: "Where's Professor Chuck?"

"Oh, he said he was tired and he had something else to do, let's take a step first. Let me show you around."

"Really?" Meng Ying was a little disappointed: "Brother Ma San, please show us around."

The three of them wandered around the teaching building for a few times before going out, and then they walked, watched and talked in the academy, and they felt at ease.

******

In the classroom that was thought to be deserted, a slender figure slowly walked into it.

Walking around the room, I stopped in front of a bookshelf, and took out a photo album, which was still stained with light dust, but the person who came didn't care, and flipped through it.

"Oh, I'm really a bit old." Professor Chuck muttered, and walked back.Just as I was about to enter that room, I saw that someone was already inside.

Professor Chuck frowned vigorously.

The man flipped through the photo album leisurely, looked at it with relish, and seemed to sense that someone had come in: "Mr. Chuck, long time no see."

Professor Chuck didn't speak, and was a little horrified by the seemingly cynical aura that the man exuded.

"Teacher, there is no need for anyone to intervene in the affairs between us brothers. Especially people outside the family." The man was still flipping through the photo album.

"Although you are my teacher, and I still know the principle of respecting teachers, but it has aroused my interest. I will be very happy to visit your home, and I am even happy to invite my teacher's wife, brother, and your little grandson. My daughter went on a trip. I hope they go out happily, but they may not come back intact."

"You..." Chuck clutched his chest a little irritated.

"Teacher, time is not forgiving, you are already old."

Chuck was panting hard, covering his chest with his hands, a little speechless, layers of cold sweat caused by poor breathing appeared on his kind face.

"I have notified the school that you will take a year off, and your family has already bought a vacation ticket. Teacher, you have been busy for so many years, you should take a good rest. You are at this age, and you can no longer bear any burden. Lost."

"Crack!" The man closed the photo album and turned around: "I took this commemorative photo album first. Thank you teacher for keeping it for me for so many years. As gratitude, I have already said all I can say. The consequences are not something you can afford."

Chuck clutched his chest, which was beating faster and faster, and stared at the silver-haired and purple-eyed man in front of him.

Why the same father, the same silver hair and purple eyes, and brothers of the same blood, are different from the bottom of their hearts, and they are also going in two extreme directions, and they are like enemies.

Chuck knelt down in pain, still panting.

The man walked past him with a straight line of sight, without any hesitation.

Just like when it came, it was silent.

Chuck grabbed his chest and remembered what he had just said to Meng Ying: "He is my proudest student."

Yes, a Wisnow is his proudest student.

And this other Wisno was his brightest student.

Even though his enthusiasm for the world has cooled, he still yearns for warmth.

One laughs at this world from beginning to end, and there is always darkness in his heart.

Proudest and Brightest...

He could already foresee what the result would be... It's a pity that he was really helpless, at this age he really couldn't afford to lose anything, especially his family.

My lovely, poor and pathetic student.

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