[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

In the blink of an eye, another few months passed.Yinshi's height finally surpassed that of Gui's, and with the height of his curly hair, it almost reached Songyang's face.

Songyang asked all the students in the village school over the age of 15 to go out for a trip. Although the three teenagers were half a year younger, they also clamored to go out to play, so Songyang let them go.Although it was rare to have half a year of tranquility, but seeing too many felt noisy, seeing too little and missing, Songyang sat in the village school every day and waited for them to send letters back.

Most of these letters were written by Katsura, Gintoki and Takasugi are fighting again, Gintoki and Takasugi are spending money recklessly, new friend Sakamoto Tatsuma is taking them to Huajie again, teacher, don’t care, etc. .Sometimes Takasugi will also leave some handwriting on the letter, such as the customs of each state, the war, don't listen to the wig and the like.

Yinshi has never sent a letter, Songyang can only know his current situation from the description of Gui and Gaoshan.But this child has always been like this, he didn't like to act like a baby when he was young, and he didn't get close to him when he grew up.Songyang sighed, put on his coat, lit the candle, and took up a pen to write back to the children.

At the end of the year, the students who traveled abroad came back one after another to celebrate the New Year.Songyang stood at the gate of the village school, looking forward to it every day.Finally, when it was snowing for the first time, I saw three teenagers playing and fighting in the distance.

"teacher!!"

It was Gui who yelled out first.Carrying a suitcase twice as big as himself, he ran up to him with jingling bells. "This is a special product I bought for my teacher. This is a book someone gave me. This is Elizabeth and Victoria..."

The things that were taken out at the beginning were quite normal, but the more they were taken out later, the more strange-looking creatures became. There were a lot of them, blocking half of the entrance of the village school.Songyang smiled and said, "As long as Xiaotaro remembers to bring himself back."

"Do you dare to be normal with the wig?" After patting Gui on the back of the head, Gao Shan followed suit and called out to the teacher, and the juvenile feeling of joy could not be contained in his pretentiously mature voice.

Songyang originally wanted to pat his head, but thought about how the child would grow up, so he patted his shoulder instead.The purple-haired boy stretched out his head to be touched by him with bright eyes, but when he retracted his hand again, his face showed a bit of disappointment.Songyang took his shoulders and hugged him funny: "Welcome back, Jinzhu."

The last one to come back was Yinshi, still with the same thin bag as when he went out, yelling that he was hungry, and rushed to the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat.Doesn't this guy say "I'm back" to the teacher?Songyang was a little downcast.He quickly helped to move the things in, tied up the sleeves with suspenders, and went to the kitchen to make something for the students to eat.

He has cooked meals for the students of the village school for several years, and the craftsmanship of the leader Naraku can finally be put on the table.The students put the tables together and ate the reunion dinner lively.

Songyang was surrounded by students, and he was basically speechless because he was always served wine and vegetables.Occasionally, when he raised his eyes and saw Yin who was talking to others, the boy seemed to have been watching him from a distance, and when he was caught, he quickly looked away.What's wrong with this kid?Songyang only thought it was funny and cute.

"The teacher hasn't changed much." A bearded student said with a smile—it's amazing that you become a foreign uncle after you go out and travel—"You still look so young, and you're still the same as Shuimi from your hometown. Do you support people?"

Songyang Chopsticks paused slightly, hearing the other students agreeing, he didn't know what expression to put on his face, so he could only smile in the end.

The reunion dinner lasted until late at night, Songyang stood at the gate of the village school with a lantern, sent away the students one by one, and then closed and locked the gate of the village school.When he returned to the bedroom, Gui was still talking about what he had seen and heard, and even argued fiercely with Gao Shan about the situation in the world.Yinshi has been very quiet, the quilt is placed in the corner farthest from him, and he is wrapped in the quilt to watch the jump.

"What's the matter?" Songyang rolled up the quilt and crawled over, trying to strike up a conversation with him, "I met a girl I like on the road, have you started to think about life like an adult?"

"No."

Yinshi stuffed his head under the quilt, his voice muffled.

"Teacher, don't worry about that curly-haired monster." Takasugi made up his sword in the distance, "He is the one who clamors to come back all day long, and he is also the one who dares not go in when he arrives at the village entrance. His brain circuit is weirder than a wig."

"Shut up Hedgehog."

"Shut up Curly."

"Shut up the dwarf fir and the wig."

"It's not a wig, it's Gui! It's none of my business!"

When he was a teenager, Yinshi's awkwardness was more difficult to understand than when he was a child. When he finally could speak well, it was already the third day of returning home.Songyang had just finished taking a shower, sitting in the corridor blowing the night breeze while brushing his hair, the comb in his hand was taken over.

"It's great, you are born with soft and straight hair."

Hearing Yin Shi's yin and yang tone, Song Yang couldn't help but laugh out loud.Although he was full of envy and hatred, the movements of Yinshi's hands were very gentle, holding strands of long hair in his hands and slowly combing them, as if he didn't dare to break a single strand of hair.Songyang was happy to be served, and put his bare feet in the snowdrifts under the porch, kicking the snow to play.

"Stop playing, it will be cold."

Yinshi said something to him helplessly, seeing that the guy who occasionally had childish illnesses would not listen, he sighed, went over to pull his feet up, and took the blanket from the room to cover him.

This action somewhat reveals the gentleness of a mature man, Songyang seemed to look back at him with a little surprise, and said with a smile: "Yinshi has also become a little man."

"Don't talk nonsense, Ah Yin is not young."

Ignoring his sudden departure, Songyang asked with great interest: "Is it true that you haven't met a girl you like?"

Yinshi's voice sounded slowly from behind: "I don't like it enough to bring it back to my mother in the country. What about you? Ah Yin has been out for so long, and it seems that I haven't seen one more woman in the village school."

"How should I put it..." He couldn't tell Yinshi that his identity was complicated, and he was afraid of dragging his daughter down. Songyang held his chin and thought for a while, and said, "It seems that others don't like me, there is no way."

Yinshi laughed, and said, "Huh? Don't be joking. If you are Songyang, Ah Yin is now calling out at the gate of the village school to ask for marriage, and the girls in the village will definitely come and line up."

"It's not that exaggerated. Now that Yinshi has asked, it's time for me to think about it."

The brushing of hair stopped for a moment.The young man behind Songyang frowned hard, restrained his more bitter expression, and showed a relaxed smile: "Then Ah Yin will look forward to it first."

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Compared with accidents tomorrow, accidents always come sooner.

The above is the soft sigh in Songyang's heart when he got up early one day and saw a small red kunai on the window lattice.

The calm water plunged into a black vortex.I don't know if he has lost touch with ordinary people's daily life since then, but despite his complicated mood, Songyang still packed his package quietly.

"We're moving."

When he announced softly to the three students, it was no surprise that they were stunned for half an hour.

Gintoki lazily picked his nose and teased: "Hey, where are you going to pack up early in the morning? Could it be that he did something to Hanako next door ○○——"

"Yinshi, be quiet. Where's Jinzhu? Do you need to communicate with your family again?"

Gao Shan laughed, turned his dark green pupils, and looked at Chunhua, who was breaking through the snow outside the courtyard: "Family? They moved to Changzhou a long time ago. They probably feel ashamed to stay in the same village with their worthless son." Bar."

Songyang looked at the thin and stubborn back of the young man, momentarily speechless.Gui ran out dragging a large bag of books and an unknown creature: "Teacher, I packed it up. When are we leaving?"

"It's not a picnic, Kotaro."

"I know. Because we won't come back again, we can't leave behind the things we should bring." Gui flipped through his big bag, "I also brought the writing brush and water cup that the teacher used to, by the way, and The textbook copied by the teacher should still be usable if we continue to open the village school in the future."

Song Yang touched the top of his hair, thought for a while, and could only say softly, "Thank you, Kotaro."

In turn, he was appeased by the students.Ashamed to say, his fingertips were cold from the moment he saw the red kunai.As Yoshida Shoyo, he has been at ease for too long, even the sound of a crow flapping its wings can scare him.If choosing to become Songyang is his struggle, then from now on, it is time to decide whether his struggle can continue.

They sneaked out of the village at noon when everyone was resting.Before leaving, Songyang told Ms. Dianzi that if a student came to inquire, he would say that he had brought the child back to his hometown to visit relatives.

At the entrance of the village, I met several children and an old man driving an ox cart. The children recognized him as the teacher of their own village school, and they were very enthusiastic to see him off.Gui actually set up a kotatsu to cook hot pot on the bullock cart, the children laughed and made noise around the bullock cart, and Takasugi was still fighting peacefully with Yinshi.

Song Yang followed the bullock cart and looked at them with a smile, but the knife in his hand was getting tighter and tighter.

In the evening, the ox cart had sent them a long way, and it was time for the uncle and the students to return.They bid farewell to the uncle, and decided to go a little further along the road to see if there was a village where they could spend the night.

"Wow, the sunset glow tonight is so beautiful."

A child behind said to the uncle.Hearing this, Songyang also glanced at the sky where he came from.

It was indeed an extremely gorgeous sunset, and the sky was covered with red clouds, which was much more colorful than the previous sky.Songyang felt very glaring for a while, squinted his eyes a little, and found that under the bright red clouds, there was turbid black smoke floating.

At that moment, he felt as if he had fallen into a cold cave.

No.That's not sunset.

"Silver hour."

He grabbed Yin Shi's wrist in front of him.His voice was still soft and soft, but his hands were extremely cold.Gui and Gao Shan glanced back, but didn't find anything unusual on his face, and when he had something to say to Yin, they continued to walk forward with their large luggage on their backs.

Yinshi frowned, and said in a low voice, "Songyang, what's wrong?"

"Listen carefully to what I say next." Songyang's voice was very soft, "I will be away for a while, during this time, please protect them. Make up an excuse for the uncle and those children to come with you Let's go together, and find a high place to overlook and rest after dark, without making a fire. I'll be back with you soon."

Yinshi's dark red eyes stared at him for a while without blinking, gritted his teeth and broke free: "Stop joking, I'll go with you—"

"Yinshi, listen to me." He grabbed the boy's arm with a toughness that he had never seen before, but his eyes were more like begging, his voice was softer, and he spoke faster, "Jin Zhu He Kotaro is very good at swordsmanship, but his actual combat experience is not as rich as yours. In case of an enemy attack, you must take them out of the battle as soon as possible, and don't get entangled. I know this is a very heavy burden, but if it is Gintoki, you must It can be done, Yinshi will definitely protect everyone. I...I, Yoshida Shoyo, the most proud thing in this world..."

While he was thinking about the children here, he was also worried about the people in the village. After speaking, his mind went blank, and he didn't know what he was talking about.I only remember that at the end Yinshi held his head and comforted him over and over again: "Okay, okay, I heard, Ah Yin just protects them."

At the end he said: "You must come back, and you must not break your promise."

He stretched out his little finger, and there was a sharpness and heaviness in his eyes that didn't match his childish movements.Song Yang hastily hooked him, dodged into the woods beside the road, and took a shortcut to speed up his pace to the village.

The sky has darkened, but the sunset glow is still beautiful.The closer Songyang got, the more heat he felt, and the colder his heart felt.

It was a fire that stretched across the mountains.