old lily no spring

Swallow hasn't heard from her for more than two weeks.The Ge family asked everyone they could, and even went around the train station to inquire.It is not easy to fish out a living person in this northern city with a population of one million.Wu Fang and Ge Tianbao slowly could only hope that Yanzi would come back by herself, "Isn't this kid heartless and won't go home until the Chinese New Year?"

Song Han's hanging heart also settled down a little.Uncle Li said that Yanzi's work in City H went smoothly, and she learned things quickly, and gradually became familiar with a few young colleagues, but she was a little bored and didn't want to talk too much.

16 years old is a lively and curious age. Every day when I open my eyes, I see a four-person dormitory. I work in and out of the smell of oily smoke. I look at all kinds of people with a plate. Maybe seeing a happy family will touch her heart the most embarrassing parts.And being a waiter is not a long-term solution, so Songhan told Ge Yanzi on the phone, "I bought you some tutoring materials online, Yanzi, don't give up studying." Yanzi answered, her voice gradually weakening.Song Han could hear her confidence withering.I can only communicate with her when I return to my hometown in H City during the winter vacation.

What's on the mind of a 16-year-old who leaves home alone?Songhan couldn't imagine it completely.When she was 16, she was taken care of by her mother and grandparents, and she always thought of her English teacher Isabella.She worked hard to improve her English score to the top two in the whole grade. She looked serious in class, but she always secretly observed Isabella, from her slightly curly long hair to her straight and white legs.From her pale white suit on Monday to her boyfriend jeans on Friday.From her fingertips pointing at the PPT on the screen, to the look in her eyes when she saw the students being naughty.Later, Songhan realized that he was born to like girls, and found out that Isabella was the ideal object of admiration for girls early on.

Isabella's wedding is still two days away, and old classmate Qiao Da has already arranged a party, and Song Han is only needed to attend.Song Han once again said that it was inconvenient to support teachers, Qiao Da could not hide his disappointment, "Song Han, Isabella likes you very much, you are her favorite student."

It's a pity that the 16-year-old Song Han misunderstood the teacher's "like".During a sleepless night watching a movie during the winter vacation that year, I sent a message to my teacher: Teacher, I like you.

Isabella's reply was long overdue: the teacher likes you too.

The teacher cleverly changed the context of that sentence, and also changed the nature of Songhan's "like".Is it the sign of an adult that he has mastered a set of passwords that are four or two dials?

The teacher's maneuvers also included a polite tone, a quick shift in eyes, and sincere persuasion to Song Han for giving her a New Year gift: Thank you, Lu Songhan.You are still a student, don't spend your parents' money to buy gifts for your teacher.I accept it.

It takes two people to know each other well and agree with each other to keep the distance.But Song Han, who knew the signs of Karma since she was a child, must have had an ugly expression at that moment. It was ugly to see that even after several years, she couldn't face Isabella alone.Song Han looks cold, but in reality he is tangled and sticky.He looks free and easy, but his skin is as thin as a cicada's wing.Her entanglement was not put down until the third round of running from Ge's house to Guangci Temple in the evening. She took out her mobile phone and skillfully pressed the number that she hadn't forgotten in six years and hadn't used in four years.After several rounds of deletion, deletion, and modification, a string of words finally fell down: Teacher Song, I heard that you are going to get married the day after tomorrow.I wish you and your husband a hundred years of happiness and happiness.Because I am a supporting teacher in province S, it is inconvenient to return to city H now, so I cannot attend the party that my classmates celebrated for you, please forgive me.When I return to City H, I hope to go to school and give you a belated wedding gift in person.Your student: Lu Songhan.

Isabella said in the first class, "I am Teacher Song, you can also call me Isabella." The young teacher is full of enthusiasm, and the privilege bestowed on the first class of students is the title "Isabella".

After Song Han typed the words "Teacher Song", the tight thread in his heart broke unexpectedly.Then delete the sentence about giving gifts in person.Song Han in this message has perfectly transformed into an even and stable adult.It's not that other people can't get along with him, it's that Song Han has been competing with his past self in his heart.The secret love was chosen as a confession on impulse, and the relationship between the teacher and the student was never turned around, let alone a lover, not even a friend.

Song Han was still timid, and turned off the phone after sending the message.Continue running along the dirt road.Maybe it will break through ten kilometers tonight, that's better, go back and take a shower and sleep on it. Isabella doesn't need to reply to the message, if she does, Songhan can face it safely.

After running six rounds, Songhan's hair roots were soaked. She bent down to breathe slowly, and the slight "ha-ha-ha" sound was accompanied by white mist.Through the white mist, she saw a familiar shadow: it was Zhilan, bouncing around like a rabbit.

Song Han froze on the spot, and Zhi Lan, who was wearing a heavy down jacket, ran and unzipped it. When she came to Song Han, she had a sly look on her face, "Are you stupid? Teacher Lu"

Zhi Lan wanted to tease the thin-skinned Song Han, but immediately froze, and Song Han, who had never been intimate with her outside, hugged her.Sweat dripped on Zhilan's neck, cold wet hair brushed her face, Song Han seemed to be crying, "You are so annoying."

Zhilan's heart is like cheese that has been twirled in a microwave oven. Song Han, who is not good at acting like a baby, hides aggrieved dependence and longing in these words.

"Christmas vacation, I have to come to accompany you first, but your phone was turned off at the door." With the tip of her nose sticking to Song Han's chin, taking advantage of the darkness around her, "Aren't you going to kiss me?"

Songhan's shyness filled the air, she opened the distance a little, and took Zhilan's hand, "Don't do it." The palms of the two pressed together, and then tightened after the fingers were intertwined.Zhilan snorted, "If you don't do it, you don't do it, you're dripping with sweat."

"How do you know I'm running? Why didn't you tell me in advance, I'll pick you up at the train station." Song Han worried about his life, even worried about the safety of Zhi Lan who had arrived safely.

"Here—the kid brought me here." Zhilan pointed to the tall and thin man in the distance, "Is it your student? I went to your school, and the gatekeeper told me that you live in Ge's house. I asked It's at her door." Zhilan paused, "How does the child grow now? It's so tall."

Song Han smiled, "But I like dwarves." Glancing at Zhi Lan beside her, seeing her depressed look, she shook hands of the two of them, "Our Zhi Lan is a cute and cute girl."

"I'm Gong." Zhilan's earrings gleamed under her short hair.Song Han frowned slightly, "Zhi Lan—" That's all, "It's up to you." She didn't understand why Zhi Lan so clearly emphasized the issue of attributes, Song Han didn't like being defined and explained.She likes Zhilan not because of "attack" and "shou".

The two walked to Ge Hua, and the girl nodded, "Ms. Lu, I'm going for a run too." Song Han smiled, "Thank you, Ge Hua."

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After Ge Hua ran far away, he couldn't help but turn his head. Teacher Lu and the girl's figures gradually drifted away, and the dusk had already fallen, but the intimacy of their acquaintance and mutual dependence was clearly revealed from the backs of the two.The girl said that she was a classmate of Mr. Lu's college, with exquisite appearance and full of confidence.They should be very good friends, because Mr. Lu danced back and forth when he hugged her happily.Teacher Lu would never do this in front of students.Ge Hua's heart was empty, her steady steps and steady breathing finally began to lose her rhythm, and she turned around and ran home quickly after only half an hour.

Just in time for Mr. Lu to go out with that girl with his bag on his back, where are we going so late?Ge Hua turned his head and found a taxi parked on the village road.Song Han waved at her, "Ge Hua, I will stay with my classmates in a downtown hotel for the past three days, please tell your mother that you don't need to help me prepare meals."

Watching the two of them get into the car, Ge Hua whispered something sticking to his throat, "Teacher, how about the class these days?"

When the car was about to leave, Song Han poked her head out, "My class will not change, I will go back to school." Her face was blushing with joy.

Ge Hua waved her hand and sent Song Han and her classmates away.She ran to the roof of her house and blew the cold wind for a long time, and when her neck was icy cold, her frozen heart gradually loosened.Ge Hua still does housework as usual, but obviously not as fast as usual.She stared at the two pigs in the pigsty who only knew how to eat, and fed them spoonful after spoon, until her mother scolded and reminded her, "Are you in a hurry? Feed a pig It's just that you want to raise children?" Ge Hua felt irritated, not necessarily that his parents cared more about raising children than raising pigs.

When doing homework with Ziwei under the lamp at night, the girl bit the tip of her pen for almost an hour, and she hadn't finished a math exercise.Numbers and symbols dangled on the paper, and the parabolic coordinate axis seemed to have eyes, either stabbing at Teacher Lu in his mind, or stabbing at that strange girl.In the end, it was eleven o'clock at night. For the first time, Ge Hua didn't finish his homework.

Ziwei, who dozed off staring at the words, suddenly slammed her head on the table. She woke up and rubbed her eyes. Seeing that the second sister seemed not in the mood to study today, "Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you worried about the eldest sister?"

"Oh, I didn't——my question is a bit difficult." Ge Hua persuaded her, "Go to sleep." She glanced at the clock on the wall, closed her eyes and adjusted her mood for a while before picking up her pen again.

Ge Hua, who barely finished her homework, didn't sleep well all night.She opened her eyes at four o'clock in the morning and looked out of the dark window, hearing Ziwei's delicate breathing in her ears.What is going on?Ever since that girl came, she has been restless, and now she just wants to play a game of golf profusely.After barely squinting for a while, Ge Hua still got up, and after finishing her busy work in the kitchen in a low voice, she ate breakfast early and went to the school basketball court to practice her moves alone.

Coach Ma also said that he would register as an athlete when he was 16 years old.He also said that he still hopes to get the second-level athlete certificate.Ge Hua didn't know what these meant to her, she just liked playing basketball, and more importantly, this learning opportunity was won by Teacher Lu for herself.Ge Hua couldn't waste this painstaking effort.

The number of people in the school gradually increased. After running, Ge Hua turned around and practiced a dozen back and forth strides before going to the sink to wash his face.

"The air in this school is very good." It was the girl's voice. Ge Hua turned to look at the path behind him, and Teacher Lu came back.The classmate who was still following her, their shoulders were tightly pressed together, Teacher Lu stared at the girl with such deep eyes, so strange to Ge Hua.

The running water rushed down, and his wrist was accidentally stretched into the water column, and Ge Hua's sleeves were soaked.She pulled her hand away, staring at the water stain on the gray cotton coat, and suddenly realized that the emotion that kept her awake last night was jealousy.