Guilty: Murder of his lover

It has been two months since Tong Yao and Xing Zhou moved to this small town called Xishan.Tong Yao teaches at Xishan Primary School, and gets along well with colleagues and students, while Xing Zhou still stays at home to write manuscripts for the publishing house. The two work smoothly and live happily, and everything is developing in a good direction.

In Xishan, no one knows their relationship. If they can, they will live like this for the rest of their lives.Tong Yao stood by the window of the classroom in Class [-], looking at the endless blue sky.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.The class bell rang, and the students quickly did their best. They straightened their joysticks and looked at Tong Yao standing on the podium intently.

The reason why they stared at Tong Yao so much.When Tong Yao gave them the test questions last week, he promised them that students who made great progress in this test would receive mysterious prizes, so the children were very happy, they did the test very seriously, and their handwriting was also very good Neat.

"I have finished correcting all your tests, and a lot of students have improved. Do you want to know how much you have improved?"

"Think! Think!!"

Tong Yao looked at the expectant children and said with a smile, "Okay, let's take a look together now!"

"Oh oh oh!" the children continued to cheer.

Tong Yao raised her hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and began to read the names of the students:

"Ma Xiaojun, this time I'm running, come and get your reward!"

The little boy named Ma Xiaojun ran to the podium quickly, and Tong Yao handed him a black plastic box with something in it.

Ma Xiaojun glanced at the contents of the plastic bag, and immediately shouted: "Ah! Ah! It's a basketball! It's a basketball! It's my favorite basketball!"

Ma Xiaojun was so happy that he held the basketball in the plastic bag above his head, spinning around in joy.The surrounding students also surrounded him one after another, hugging him enviously, laughing and dancing.

"Everyone be quiet! It's almost over, if you make trouble again, you should be criticized by the principal!" Tong Yao comforted a group of excited little dolls, and began to read the names of the students again.

"Wang Meimei has also improved a lot this time, this is yours!"

Wang Meimei opened the black plastic bag and saw that there was a box of colored pencils inside.She blushed with excitement, and thanked Tong Yao while giggling.

"Student Wu Xuehao has also made great progress, come on, this is for you!"

Tong Yao almost carefully handed the black plastic bag in her hand to this little girl who didn't seem to fit in well.

After two months of getting along, Tong Yao felt that the children in the class were still children, and it was enough to get along with them according to the model of getting along with them, but this little girl named Wu Xuehao was an exception.

When she is happy, she can distribute her favorite chocolate to the classmates around her. When she is unhappy, she will insult her classmates at least, and beat others at worst. Although she has never caused anything radical, it still makes Tong Yao feel uncomfortable. Comfortable.

However, as soon as he came forward to stop this kind of thing, the bullied student immediately told him that everyone was just playing around and not being bullied, which made him feel very powerless.

And every time at this time, he found that Wu Xuehao would look at him with those eyes that couldn't see the eyeballs, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, intentionally or unintentionally, that scrutiny look was not like that of a fourth grader.

Because of such a personality, almost no children in the class are willing to play with her, but she is not without friends. There are two girls in the class who stick to her no matter whether she loses her temper or not.

When she is happy, she can talk for a whole day, and when she is unhappy, she just pretends to be deaf and dumb and ignores others.When she is happy, she listens carefully no matter what the content is, and does her homework well, but when she is unhappy, she does nothing but lies under the table and plays with her mobile phone.

She was the only child in the class who entered the school with a mobile phone. Tong Yao felt strange at first, because the school stipulated that students were not allowed to bring mobile phones into the classroom.Parents also understand that even families with conditions will not buy mobile phones for their children, let alone those without conditions.

However, Wu Xuehao's parents felt that their child would not be able to be contacted without a mobile phone. They were very worried about her safety, so they called the principal and forced their daughter to have the privilege of bringing a mobile phone into the school.

Tong Yao found that Wu Xuehao would often play with her mobile phone in class, secretly, and he reminded her several times euphemistically to no avail.Afterwards, he said it very seriously, and Wu Xuehao stopped playing with his mobile phone in his class.

But the teachers of other subjects in Class [-], including the class teacher, privately advised him not to meddle in his own business.He was shocked. What kind of situation can make all teachers "unify their voices and don't want to meddle in their own business"?

So he checked around and found out that Wu Xuehao's parents are the bosses of a certain company, and they sent their daughter to Xishan Primary School just to let her experience life in the countryside and accumulate more life experience.As for how the daughter learns, it is not important at all.

And it seems that all the teachers have been "warned" by Wu Xuehao's parents, saying that they are not allowed to beat and scold Wu Xuehao, and even such trivial things as asking questions, cleaning, and publishing newspapers must be approved by Wu Xuehao herself. OK.

Of course, if Wu Xuehao took the initiative to raise her hand to answer the question, but the teacher ignored her and refused to let her answer, that would not work.In general, Wu Xuehao's parents declared to the teachers and classmates in disguise that everything should follow Wu Xuehao's wishes.

As time passed, the teachers felt that this was a trouble, so they consciously did not make trouble, and followed Wu Xuehao in everything.

This surprised him even more.He originally wanted to call Wu Xuehao's parents to talk about it, but only the principal in the whole school has her parents' contact information, and he can't give it to anyone else.

Of course, the principal and other teachers tried their best to persuade him not to ask for trouble. Firstly, he was making trouble for himself, and secondly, he was causing trouble for the school.Because the school, whether it is the money for renovating the playground of the teaching building, or other resources in the book corner, are all sponsored by Wu Xuehao's parents.

Helpless, since there is no way to communicate with her parents, then communicate with Wu Xuehao herself.But Tong Yao still hit a wall on this matter.

Every time he said something to Wu Xuehao, the other party nodded vigorously as if he understood, and then became even more serious about not studying and bullying his classmates.

He was so distressed that he complained to Xing Zhou.

Unexpectedly, after listening to Xing Zhou, like other teachers, he asked him to leave it alone, saying that this child was beyond his control.

When Xing Zhou said this, his expression was very serious, although he is usually a serious person.

Tong Yao couldn't accept that he had just compromised like this, so he still paid attention to Wu Xuehao quietly, wanting to know more about her preferences, so as to improve this very strange atmosphere.

He arranged compositions for the children and asked everyone to write about their favorite things.Wu Xuehao wrote about a prickly pear tree, saying that she likes prickly pears very much, they are green and full of vitality.

So Tong Yao made a special trip to the county and bought a pot of prickly pears.

Wu Xuehao didn't look forward to the contents of the plastic bag like the other students, but when she opened the plastic bag with a bored face and saw the prickly pear inside, her expression changed a little.Tong Yao observed this very carefully, and he thought he had taken a step towards success.

He was very happy and galloped home on his bicycle.

When he rushed into the house, Xing Zhou was cooking in the kitchen.

Seeing him coming in humming a tune, Xing Zhou asked, "What are you happy about?"

"Hey! Do you want to guess it!" Tong Yao took an apple and washed it by the sink. After washing, she moved it to Xing Zhou's mouth for him to take a bite, and then gnawed it herself.

Xing Zhou raised his eyebrows, indicating that he was not interested.

"Oh, why are you like this? Will you die if you guess?" Tong Yao clicked her tongue dissatisfied.

"Is your team holding the mobile red flag?"

Xing Zhou turned the lettuce in the pot a few times, remembering the flowing red flag that Tong Yao had been mentioning before.

Tong Yao shook his head.

"Has your class been praised by the school?"

Tong Yao still shook his head.

"Has the student's grades improved?"

"No, no, why didn't we suddenly have a tacit understanding? Think about it again?"

"I can't guess." Xing Zhou quickly turned off the fire, put the pot on the plate, and then walked out of the kitchen with a plate of green lettuce.

Tong Yao followed behind him holding the bowls and chopsticks and said, "Well, since you can't guess, I can only tell you. Let me tell you, I found that Wu Xuehao is a child, and when he sees something he likes, his eyes are too big. It will shine, she really likes it..."

Before he finished speaking, he almost bumped into Xing Zhou who turned around suddenly.

"Damn! What are you doing all of a sudden? I almost broke the bowl!" Tong Yao said dissatisfied.

"Did you buy that cactus for Wu Xuehao?" Xing Zhou's tone was not very good.

Tong Yao froze for a moment, nodded and said, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"I told you not to get too close to that kind of student." Xing Zhou's tone was a little harsh, and his pretty brows frowned.

"What kind of students? How can you say that? Besides, isn't it the teacher's responsibility to understand each student and help them study hard every day?"

Tong Yao is not happy anymore, he wants to share his joy with Xing Zhou, but the other party poured cold water on him, can he still be happy?

So the two of them ate in silence at the dinner table.

Xing Zhou ate very little, and after eating only half a bowl of rice, he went back to his room to revise the manuscript without saying a word, while Tong Yao sullenly cleaned up all the dishes on the table, and then ping-pang-pang washed them in the kitchen. with a bowl.

He didn't understand why Xing Zhou was like everyone else, and he didn't want him to pay too much attention to Wu Xuehao.Maybe everyone was afraid of her parents and didn't want to cause trouble, but to him, Wu Xuehao was just a student, just a child, and he couldn't help but watch his students grow wildly.

He thought that as long as he was honest and honest with her, Wu Xuehao and her parents would understand him, they would understand that blind indulgence and doting is not good for children, and they would pay attention to the education of Wu Xuehao.

But why don’t you try it and just say no?

He couldn't figure it out, but what he couldn't figure out now was that Xing Zhou was actually angry with himself because of this incident.

Originally, he wanted to wait for Xing Zhou to go in and apologize to him after he finished editing the manuscript, but he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the room, Xing Zhou turned off the computer, got up and walked out of the room without even looking at himself.The key is that Xing Zhou went to another room where neither of them slept, and then closed the door to sleep without saying a word to himself.

"Huh? Did you sleep in a separate room? Damn!" Tong Yao looked at the empty room and said to herself, "Sleep in a separate room and sleep in a separate room! It just so happens that I can have a good rest, hum! Damn!"