sunk in yesterday

Back in the classroom, the group of students were even more restless than when they left.

The seeds of fear had been buried long ago, and in a short period of time, they only needed to add a little material to grow at an astonishing speed. Therefore, after seeing the photo in Xia Zhuo's hand, the levee full of cracks collapsed.

"I heard that your parents don't agree with your suspension of school, right? This afternoon, Teacher Guan and I are going down the mountain to visit our home. Is there anyone willing to show us the way?"

Xia Zhuo didn't promise anything at all. The group of children looked at each other, and their lifeless eyes gradually came alive. How many hopes were clearly contained in them. One hand was raised tremblingly first, and then they scrambled to get ahead. more.

No matter how confident they are in convincing their parents, leaving this school is a temporary relief for them.Guan Yuzhou is very aware of this kind of psychology. When despair accumulates to a certain extent, he will regard all relevant and irrelevant things that appear in front of him as life-saving straws.

"It's just you. Look at the first one to raise your hand, the teacher with the most positive attitude will always give affirmation."

Compared with them, Xia Zhuo didn't feel the slightest sense of tension. With a simple touch, the male student who couldn't sit still immediately jumped up from his seat, and stood up tightly in three steps.Seeing that other people were eager to get a chance for himself, he opened his mouth again before that: "We will visit door to door. Today you all study quietly in the classroom, and you will be fine as usual, understand? ?”

He focused on the second half of the sentence, and there was a moment of silence in the empty space above, and someone from the audience responded first: "I, I understand..."

The girl who cried at first asked him: "Teacher, will you come back?"

"Of course." Xia Zhuo said it as a matter of course, and did not forget to add a new personality to himself: "We still have to rely on our salary to repay the car loan and mortgage, and we will be fired for absenteeism without reason."

"But our former teacher never came back."

"How was your previous teacher?"

"They are also very good, but..." The girl's eyes escaped for a moment, "It's just that sometimes they criticize Hu and Hu classmates."

"What are you criticizing?" Xia Zhuo lifted his spirits.

"It's all related to classmate Hu." She said in a way that made people confused, and it took a while to find a suitable way to describe it. She hissed slowly: "It has something to do with classmate Hu's style..."

"style?"

"Teacher! Don't ask any more, what he can hear, he can really hear..."

As if some bad memories were touched, the girl didn't say a word, and the slightly loose atmosphere tended to pull back.Xia Zhuo didn't push them too hard, and stayed with Guan Yuzhou until the third class was over and then left.

After closing the classroom door casually, he finally couldn't hold back anymore and asked curiously, "So did we have a mortgage or car loan before?"

Guan Yuzhou glanced at him: "No. The house is rented, and I can't afford a car."

Xia Zhuo stroked her chest, "It's okay, it's okay, it's much easier to think about it this way."

Guan Yuzhou thought it was funny, he laughed, and recounted the past in a flat way: "I couldn't even afford to rent a house later, how can I feel relaxed thinking about it this way?"

Xia Zhuo hesitated for a moment, and his mood suddenly became depressed. He said sullenly, "Isn't it very hard for you to raise me?"

"It's not hard."

Xia Zhuo secretly observed his expression, but was caught by Guan Yuzhou.

Guan Yuzhou pinched his face with a smile: "What are you thinking about again? Why don't we spend more time thinking about where we should go to find what Hu Zimo lost."

"Ah, I almost forgot the business." Xia Zhuo turned her head and asked the boy who followed without a word: "Your name is Huang Yu? I think you have always been the sports committee of Class Six."

"Yes." The boy was a little surprised. He remembered the name, raised his thick eyebrows, and finally showed a little arrogance at this age: "Teacher, if you have any questions, just ask me. They don't dare to say, I dare!"

It is never wrong to choose the first one, after all, it takes more or less courage and determination to be the first to eat crabs.Xia Zhuo was very satisfied with his attitude, and touched his prickly forehead with a teacher's kindness: "I really have a question to ask you—were your original class teachers a man and a woman?"

"No." Huang Yu shook his head: "There are also two men, about the same age as Teacher Wei... They were both transferred from the city. Teachers, aren't you the same? My parents said, there will be no one Those who are willing to teach in remote towns like ours are all expats, so we have to cherish the opportunity to learn, and especially respect these teachers who are willing to come and teach us..."

Xia Zhuo wondered if he guessed wrong.In the illusion, the figure in Hu Zimo's eyes was obviously a long-haired woman, but the gender of the head teacher in Class [-] was not compatible, so who were these two figures?

He absent-mindedly buried his head and followed closely behind Guan Yuzhou. When he stopped, he found that he had reached the entrance of the cafeteria. Dry fallen leaves were piled up inside and outside the fountain pool, completely covering the drainage pipes and nozzles.

Huang Yu felt a little cold inexplicably. He touched his arm and said regretfully to them: "This fountain is very beautiful. Many students would sit around it when they had lunch. But it broke down at some point... It seems to be After Christmas, no one came to fix it... well, all the bad things piled up."

Wei Jiaxiang also mentioned that the fountain stopped working about three months ago, which was indeed around Christmas.Xia Zhuo believes that it's not that all things are coincidentally piled up together, but that these things are themselves connected.

The leaves were trampled, and he looked up to see that Guan Yuzhou had stepped into the dry pool, and he used the wooden stick he picked up in his hand to push aside the obstacles to find a gap.Most of these fountain facilities have the same structure, and the water circulation ports are all installed near the base. Xia Zhuo wanted to go up to help, but Huang Yu talked about something at this time.

"There were a lot of people here on Christmas Eve. The school invited parents to participate in the activities. At that time, the fountain was also decorated with colorful lights. Some people just spread their clothes on the concrete floor and sat on the concrete floor. Anyway, there were people everywhere. I remember... I seem to see Hu Zimo... not like, I'm sure I saw him coming."

Xia Zhuo asked: "What did you see him do?"

"Maybe he came to join in the fun. I didn't see his parents coming. Maybe his parents didn't have time. He stood by the fountain by himself for a while and then left. In fact, I don't know much about him. He has no friends. We Most people in the class don't want to play with him and think he has a problem... This is not my personal opinion, it's just what everyone said."

Xia Zhuo wanted to continue to ask any questions, but Guan Yuzhou, who was in sight, suddenly stood up, holding something still dripping in his hand.The small sound of running water immediately caught Huang Yu's attention. He watched another teacher lift his foot and climb over the fence. Before he had time to marvel at the water gushing out from the fountain that had been broken for a long time, his eyes were glued to the object in his hand that was about arm's length away. When it opened, even the sound of breathing became rapid and hoarse: "It's Hu Zimo's umbrella!"

It was a foldable parasol with patches of white clouds printed on patches of sky blue, circled by thin lace, and a ribbon that had been faded by blisters was tied to the handle, and the rusty bracket was hard to replace It has obviously become a waste product under long-term corrosion.

Xia Zhuo raised his eyebrows knowingly, "Is this what he lost?"

"Maybe." Guan Yuzhou flipped through the umbrella repeatedly, and put it away again.He turned his head to look at the frightened high school student, "What exactly do you mean by having a problem? Do you mean liking and buying such cute items?"

"No, it's not..." Huang Yu's voice was so small that he almost muttered: "I think he looks like a girl, this umbrella was also taken from his drawer, because they thought Hu Zimo was so precious all day long. No, it looks annoying... I didn't expect it to be thrown here."

"Why do this?"

"If you have to talk about why...you have to go back to the time when you were just in high school. I am the sports committee of the class, so I have to tell me when I ask for leave when running exercises. He asked for leave on the first day of school, saying he was not feeling well. We There are also many girls in the class who will be lazy, so I just turned a blind eye and agreed. But the next day and the third day he still said that he could not participate, which made me not very happy. Are those girls special for a few days every month? I disagree, who knows that he didn’t take my words to heart at all, or didn’t come to participate, and finally found out that he was born with skin disease and could not be exposed to ultraviolet rays. I I admit that I was wrong, I told others that he was a twat at first, but I also apologized to him later, I shouldn’t have made fun of him when he was sick.”

Xia Zhuo let out a hoot, "Have you ever heard of an idiom called flooded water that cannot be recovered?"

Huang Yu talked about humility, looked down at the toe of his shoes, and unconsciously bent his straight back when he said bold words: "Teacher, I know this too, I admit that I was ignorant two years ago, and I didn't know what to say. After thinking about it, he jumped out. After apologizing to him, he also said that it was okay, but I found that his image in the eyes of other students has become inseparable from "mother", especially those in our class who love to play football and basketball. He will say one or two nasty things while holding an umbrella."

"You didn't stop me?"

"I..." Huang Yu choked, "If I stop, I'm afraid they will also criticize me, such as calling me gay, or saying that I like him or something."

Xia Zhuo couldn't help frowning, and couldn't hide her temper: "Tell me, when did homosexuality become a curse word?"

Huang Yu was taken aback by his unkind tone, and hurriedly explained: "Teacher, I was wrong, and I just regret it too much. In the period from now on, especially after his accident, I regretted it and thought about it every day. If I hadn’t been the first to speak ill of him, he wouldn’t have been ostracized by everyone. But what we think is wrong with him doesn’t mean that he goes to and from school with an umbrella, or that he isn’t athletic and quiet and doesn’t fit in with us. It was after the second semester of high school...he came to school wearing a skirt. Skirts, isn’t that what girls only wear?”

Xia Zhuo's swaying skirt swayed in front of his eyes, and he retorted: "Who said that only girls can wear it? What age is it? As long as it looks good, you can wear whatever you want. You are all surprised that he wears it like this. People ask him why he is dressed like this?"

Huang Yu felt that what he said was reasonable, but he couldn't completely convince himself, "I don't know. But it's really strange for boys to wear skirts. There are many good-looking pants. Why do they have to wear skirts? And our school uniform It's not pretty either."

"Who was the closest to him at school?"

This question caught Huang Yu's attention. He thought and thought, until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, before holding back a sentence: "It should be... the uncle who picked up bottles in school before."

Xia Zhuo said, "surnamed Li?"

"We don't know what the last name is. He should be guarding the door now. Hu Zimo would give him all the bottles he didn't need before. Why don't he come during class? He just used an umbrella to collect cartons that no one wanted. They were piled up behind the door downstairs of the teaching building, and the uncle came to take them away after class...Anyway, someone saw him take the initiative to go up and talk to that person."

It's ridiculous to say that there are dozens of classmates in the same class, and hundreds of students in the same school. In the end, they have the best relationship with the person in charge of hygiene in the school.

Xia Zhuo thought of the gloomy sight from the guard's room after entering the gate, and a strange feeling surged in his heart.

"Teacher, let's go down the mountain and go to the town now."

Huang Yu settled down and said seriously: "I admit that I am afraid of seeing Hu Zimo again just like my classmates, but I really want to see him again from a personal point of view. My apology to him at that time was too light Maybe I said I was sorry at that time, but I didn't think that way at all in my heart, I think I should say it to him face to face with a different mentality, otherwise I will never get over this hurdle in my heart."