After the stand-in resigned

An Fan has been stuck in the toilet of the Children's Palace for almost 10 minutes.

The underpants were all red, An Fan vaguely knew that this was something every girl had to go through, she didn't panic, she was just helpless.

Fearing that practicing the piano at home would be boring, An Zhize specially enrolled her and An Qingyi in the Children's Palace's violin class, which started at [-] o'clock every Sunday afternoon, and played the magic sound all the way until [-] o'clock.

An Fan hated taking violin lessons the most, her shoulders were sore and her hands hurt, and she had to stand from time to time. It would be easier for her to draw a room full of eggs.

During class in the afternoon, An Fan suddenly felt abdominal pain. She clutched her stomach tightly, sat down on the stool, and raised her hand to signal the teacher to go to the bathroom, but the teacher didn't let her go.

An Fan is a problem student in the teacher's eyes.

I can't learn the violin well, and I can't sit still for two hours. From time to time, I have to make cats and dogs look around for a while, and the teacher doesn't like it.

An Fan sat on pins and needles to finish the whole class.

She passively resisted, even if the teacher asked her to get up to practice the piano, she didn't get up, and just a few strokes of the bow became a loud rhythm in the crowd.

There was a 10-minute break between the two violin lessons. An Fan guessed that something might be wrong with her body, and ran to the bathroom when there was no one in class. She took off her pants and was dumbfounded on the spot.

The pants were completely dyed from the inside to the outside, including the white chenille trousers that An Fan wore outside, which were shockingly red.

An Fan swallowed, silently digesting this fact.

After the sluggishness passed, An Fan cleaned himself up with the few remaining pieces of paper, looking at the still messy underpants and shorts, he wanted to cry but had no tears.

She was helpless and knelt down silently.

On the one hand, it dispels the bursts of heat, and on the other hand, it resists the bursts of abdominal pain.

Anfan waited hopelessly for help.

Even if An Fan is reluctant, she can only pin her hopes on her elder sister An Qingyi at this time. They are located next to each other. Now that they are in class, her elder sister should soon find out that she is not there. It is logical to go to the toilet to find someone. thing.

After waiting for a while, the toilet was still silent, and An Fan began to consider the possibility of going out wearing this.

You can't go back to the classroom, you have to go through the whole school to go home. This is on the premise that you will meet the driver, Uncle Chen, as soon as you arrive at the school gate.The only contact phone is with my sister, and she is just trying her luck to go out at this time.

An Fan continued to squat, and began to look forward to the appearance of a kind person.

It's just that the teachers and classmates who were supposed to come to her didn't show up at this time, and it's not so easy for a kind person to appear on the stage. An Fan waited and began to complain about the short blue sweater and white trousers she was carrying because she was in a hurry to go out. A longer sweater, or a different color of trousers, would not have put her in this predicament.

Squatting in the toilet was really boring, An Fan began to think that her pants were so heavily stained, there must have been a lot of stains on the stool, would my sister see it?

Will teachers and classmates see it?Losing face is no longer on An Fan's mind, An Fan just wants someone to see her and come to the bathroom to find her.

It was as if God heard her call, just as An Fan struggled to put on his pants, there was a sound of very light footsteps outside the door, from far to near.

An Fan couldn't care less about pulling up her pants, she shouted excitedly and knocked on the door: "I'm here!!" She thought that someone finally noticed her absence.

The sound of footsteps is not close but far away, An Fan was taken aback, quickly understood, and quickly said: "Don't go, save me!"

The footsteps stopped, and An Fan wasn't sure if the man had left, so he let go of his shame and said, "I'm here, it's my first time here, and my pants are dirty, can you call my sister for me...or do you have any?" Cell phone? I want to call the driver uncle, I want to go home."

An Fan tried his best to speak pitifully.

Or she doesn't even need to pretend, in this situation, her words are already quite begging.

"Help me, please?" An Fan said.

The room was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Just when An Fan thought she would not get a response, footsteps gradually approached her and knocked on her door precisely.

An Fan was overjoyed, and hurriedly opened the door. The person outside was wearing a black peaked cap, his facial features were almost invisible, and his jaw line was tight and smooth, silently showing his exquisite beauty.

She reached forward and handed her a black cell phone.

An Fan took it, and said sweetly, "Thank you sister!"

The person in front of him turned his eyes away.

An Fan looked down, and saw that the two thin legs were so white that she hurriedly pulled up the white pants with one hand, and explained: "I was afraid of you leaving just now, I was too anxious, I..."

"Call." The man turned his back and closed the door for her intimately.

An Fan found the dial key and was typing the driver's number when a voice sounded outside the door: "Girls have this once, don't be afraid."

An Fan paused and typed a wrong digit, she deleted the heavy type, her nose was inexplicably sore.She thought that she would be calm enough to not panic when encountering such a thing, but after hearing this, she felt that she was afraid, but the dull feeling of being blocked by a stone in her heart disappeared.

After getting through the phone call, An Fan and the driver, Uncle Chen, made an appointment to meet at the school gate, walked out of the bathroom cautiously, returned the phone to her, and said, "Thank you."

"That's all you're doing?" the man asked suddenly.

An Fan didn't know why, and saw her take off her black denim jacket and threw it to her. She was only wearing a thin shirt. She said, "Wrap around."

"Sister, this..."

"Let's go." The back is also very sassy.

An Fan hurriedly followed her around the clothes, followed behind her with small, not brisk steps, muttering: "Sister, how can I return the clothes to you?"

"No more."

The man took big strides, An Fan struggled to follow, and was soon out of breath. She was about to step up her efforts to stop him, when a gust of heat gushed out, and she stopped in embarrassment, looking down at the ground in embarrassment and hesitation, for fear that the ground would faint Open a blood flower.

Ling Ran also stopped inexplicably, she looked back at her, saw the lowering of her head and the red tips of her ears and understood what was going on, she thought for a while and asked, "Are there any sanitary napkins?"

An Fan racked his brains and thought for a while: "There are living cabinets in the classroom." Each teaching classroom is equipped with a living cabinet, which contains all kinds of emergency and commonly used medicine tools, including sanitary napkins for girls.

"Get it." Ling Ran said.

An Fan was in front, looking back at Ling Ran from time to time, as if to confirm whether she was there, Ling Ran followed without haste, a few steps away, without saying a word.

"This is the classroom where I teach." An Fan appeared at the back door of the classroom, and subconsciously looked into the classroom. Her seat was empty, and the stool fell to the ground at some point.

An Fan watched the teacher who was teaching and asked An Qingyi: "What the hell is your sister doing?"

An Qingyi remained silent.

"You said to fill the water, but even if you want to fill a bucket of water, you should be back by now. Is she skipping class?"

The teacher was persuasive: "You are a good boy, you are different from her, tell the teacher what is she doing? Skipping class?"

Just as An Fan was about to speak out, An Qingyi nodded very slowly, admitting that she skipped class.

Anfan's head thumped.

Seeing this person stopped at the door of the classroom, Ling Ran took two steps forward to find out, but before he got close, she pushed him back, and the force of the impact was blurred.Ling Ran staggered a few steps before coming to a stop.

The child bumped into her arms, looking distraught, but still stubbornly stretched out his hand to block her sight and not allow her to look.

Ling Ran didn't like to be obedient, she turned her head to look at the classroom, and met the teacher's gaze from the air, she lowered her eyes and looked at the child: "Let's go?"

The man in his arms nodded.

Ling Ran took two steps back, voluntarily withdrew from the embrace, she walked forward, the child followed, the situation changed, and she turned her head from time to time to see if the child was following.

Halfway there, Ling Ran said, "Wait for me here."

Ling Ran sent Ling Yun to try out the class. She planned to leave after sending her to the bathroom, but she ran into such an incident when she went to the bathroom. She went straight to the back row of Ling Yun's classroom, found the living cabinet, got the sanitary napkins, and was about to leave when Ling Yun Dian Dian ran over, held up the painting, and said excitedly, "Auntie, what do you think of my painting?"

Ling Ran looked down at the painting, then looked up at the blackboard, and said tactfully, "Otherwise, it's not a waste of money."

Ling Yun was nine years old and could already understand good words. She was so angry that she punched Ling Ran and ran away holding her little piggy. Ling Ran walked out of the classroom with her things.

Waiting for someone to change the sanitary napkin in the toilet, Ling Ran accompanied someone to the school gate again. The wind blew through the shirt and it was a little cold. Ling Ran reflected on why she was so free today.

There are a lot of things waiting for her to be busy in the early stage of studying abroad, but she is here to take care of the little girl's emotions.

An Fan sniffed, regained his strength, and said, "Sister, can you take me home?"

Ling Ran wanted to say why, but what she finally asked was why.

"I want to return the clothes to you." An Fan said hesitantly.

Ling Ran finally showed no mercy: "If you want to pay it back, your driver will be able to pay it back later."

An Fan lowered his head, his fingers were still grabbing the sleeves of the jacket around his waist, with a look of nostalgia, he lowered his head and said, "Sister, I'm a little unhappy."

"why?"

An Fan said, "I was scolded by the teacher."

Ling Ran couldn't see anyone pretending to be stupid, so she pretended to be surprised and said, "Can you still hear your teacher scolding you in your heart?"

Anfan's mentality: "I can't hear you."

"Then why did she scold you?" She didn't even see the teacher talking to the child.

An Fan confessed: "I'm just unhappy, she doesn't like me, and they don't like me."

"If you don't like being pulled down, you don't like them either." Ling Ran said neatly.

"Then who do I like?"

"Who likes you, who do you like."

The driver arrived at this time. An Fan stretched out his hand to undo the glove on his waist, and moved slowly. Ling Ran didn't want to see others dawdling, so he opened the car door first and said, "Let's take you home."

An Fan led them back home and ran into Xia Ping. She asked her why she came back at this time. An Fan was in a hurry to return the clothes, so he skipped class and went upstairs to change.

After changing his clothes, An Fan spread out his denim jacket to check. A large bloodstain was smeared, but fortunately, it was dark in color and not very obvious.

After struggling for a while, An Fan went downstairs with the set in his arms, and got the news that Ling Ran had left.

An Fan hugged her clothes to chase after her, but Xia Ping held her back with a serious expression: "How can you skip class?"

"Why don't you keep her?" An Fan said as he struggled, but seeing that he couldn't escape, he lost his temper angrily: "I just skipped class! I don't like violin lessons, and my sister plays next to me so badly and loudly. It's all noisy!"

"Is it reasonable for you kid to skip class?" Xia Ping said angrily, "Sister? It's ugly and better than yours!"

An Fan was even angrier, she was still in a hurry, and said: "Sister is ugly, sister is ugly!" She finally broke free and ran out to chase after her, but Ling Ran had disappeared.

An Fan struggled to wake up from the dream, breathing heavily.

Since Xia Ping mentioned this matter to her, she has been dreaming about it intermittently in the past few days, and the plot has been pieced together, and she can already recall the whole thing.

After Ling Ran disappeared, An Fan went to the Children's Palace to find someone, and even went to the classroom, but to no avail;

She also asked for a phone number from the driver and dialed again, but the number was not in the service area.

As time passed, An Fan gradually forgot that there was such a person, until Xia Ping brought it up again.

Looking at the pitch-black ceiling, An Fan fell into a daze.

In fact, she hasn't taken the initiative to think of Ling Ran for a long time. Even if something like that happened to X in the bathroom that day, it's just that it happened, and she didn't take it to heart.

But recalling the incident in junior high school made her completely lost in thought.

An Fan thought about her and Ling Ran.

Meeting for the first time by chance, love at first sight, this should have had a happy ending, but she and Ling Ran had trouble like this.

It was a coincidence of fate and accidents.

An Fan examined her relationship with Ling Ran again, and she found that she couldn't see it through, and she didn't even know what to think.

If Ling Ran came to her, An Fan wondered if she could still be as hard-hearted as she is now after she has the identity of the older sister that she never forgot.If not, what should she do.

The author has something to say: Without a sister, this should be a sweet article