my high math teacher

On Saturday and Sunday, Shang Yiluan appeared in my dreams twice in succession.So whenever I wake up, my brain is always in chaos.Those pictures are so realistic that I doubt myself.

In the dream, I took Shang Yiluan home and took her to some interesting places along the way.I put my arms around her waist, rested my head on her shoulders, and asked her casually how tall she was, and she replied that it was either 174 or 176.I said that if it is 174, you are exactly 10 centimeters taller than me, and if it is 176, then there is a golden height difference between us.She asked what the golden height difference was for, and I said it was for kissing, and then we ran home holding hands on the road.

It stands to reason that humans can only remember dreams 8 minutes before waking up.So, I wondered whether these fragments that hadn't been erased came from my unrealistic fantasies or dreams.Although it is also a work completed by the brain, the meaning is very different. Fantasy can happen anytime and anywhere, and the development of the plot can be freely controlled.But dreams cannot be controlled.

The weekend passed quickly, and it was Monday again, and I looked down from the window on the fifth floor as usual.After getting off the car, Shang Yiluan joined the young female teacher, and together they slowly moved towards the side door of the Three Teachings.She is still wearing that blue gown today, and what looks like a pair of golden white-edged sneakers on her feet.The woman looked around with lazy steps, and she didn't know what she was looking at. Her eyes were directed in the direction of the teaching building, as if she was scanning one window after another.

After class, I lay down by the window and continued to wait, but the young female teacher was nowhere to be seen, and she was the only one in the crowd.And this time it was not driving back to the direction of Shaw, wondering if she would go to the activity center to play badminton again.Her walking posture has always been so lazy, so it is difficult for me to imagine what she would look like in motion.

On Tuesday night, I went to A-Jiao’s dormitory to chat with her, and she told me that I could download an app called Super Class Schedule, and maybe I could see Shang Yiluan’s class schedule.So, I listened to her words and downloaded this APP.After some hard work, I added a total of six classes to my schedule. There are two classes on Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday, and the class shown above is also advanced mathematics.There are two afternoon classes on Monday and Tuesday, so maybe next week I will go to the corresponding classroom to find out the truth.

The temperature at night is still not optimistic. Even a fat man like me has to wear cotton clothes before going out.The playground was chaotic, and it seemed that it was time for the freshman to prepare for the sports meeting.

In a flash of inspiration, it suddenly occurred to me that the teachers also had to participate in the sports meeting, and they also needed to win honors on behalf of their respective colleges.I vaguely recalled the sports meeting when I was a freshman, didn't I just see Shang Yiluan on the field?

Feeling a little excited, maybe, this time I will accompany her on the court~

Soon it was Thursday again, and this time I was still alone in class, and I still boldly sat in the outermost seat in the fourth row.Only by sitting in this position can I have a chance to see her whole body, otherwise I can only sit in the first row.

Shang Yiluan soon came into my sight, her hair was still pulled up, it was the pink diamond-encrusted hairpin from last time.He was wearing a big black boy sweater, dark blue jeans underneath, and white-edged sneakers with a tiger pattern on his feet. I am afraid they were the pair of golden sneakers on Monday that I mistaken for.Anyway, generally speaking, her outfit today is also unreasonable. If her pants can be replaced with sports pants or casual pants, even a pair of black jeans, the overall coordination will be much better.

There is no class in the afternoon of a single week, so today I plan to finish listening for 1 hour and 40 minutes.Coincidentally, this time I caught up with the recitation class again.

When class was about to end, she gave a lecture to the boys in the first row, she was very kind, and she was very close to that boy.

Through observation these days, I feel that she should not reject physical contact with outsiders.In other words, the profession of teachers may not allow any teacher to be sensitive to physical contact.But even so, I couldn't muster up the courage to suddenly give her a bear hug!

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I received a notice on Friday that there will be a logistics experiment class this weekend, so I naturally have no way to go home.Early on Saturday morning, I walked to Xiaonanmen with Leng Mimi, who was going home, to pick her up in the car, then bought breakfast and went to Shaw at a walking pace.

After a lesson, the familiar big white car came into view, and I quickly collected myself, worrying that the scene in front of me was just my hallucination.I walked a few steps closer and observed it again. I was quite sure that this was indeed Shang Yiluan's car, but why did her car stop in front of Yijiao?Or on this beautiful Saturday morning?

While she was wondering, she just opened the door to get out of the car. Without any explanation, I quickly followed with my breakfast.The teaching building on Saturday seemed too empty, and I didn't dare to get too close. I only saw her turning into the large classroom opposite the toilet on the first floor from a distance.

Unable to continue following, I turned my head and walked back in doubt.

After class at 9:30, I took the opportunity to run to the corridor and look down at Shang Yiluan's parking space from the sixth floor of Shaw Building A. Unfortunately, the car was gone.There was still time, so I quickly took the elevator down to the third floor and came to Shaw Building B through the connecting passage.Unfortunately, the whole building was empty, and her office was naturally locked.

At this time of Saturday, and leaving so early, I naturally guessed that she was teaching re-examination, and this seems to be the only reasonable explanation.

After lunch, I walked the rugged path on the mountain to Shaw Building A. Of course, there was an experimental class in the afternoon.Unexpectedly, the familiar car reappeared in the same position.

With courage, I walked through the corridor to the door of classroom 110, and took a look inside.There were a few students sitting in twos and twos in the middle of the classroom, and she was standing behind the podium playing with her mobile phone.He was still wearing a BOY sweater, but it was different from the ones I had seen a few times before.

After I finished my experimental class all afternoon, her car disappeared naturally, so my guess is still unconfirmed.

After two full days of experimental classes, the weekend passed in a blink of an eye.Tuesday entered the rainy season, and the weather forecast showed rain for the next week.

I began to worry about that woman unconsciously again, because she has never had the habit of holding an umbrella.For my discovery, Fu Slowly's evaluation is: she has a car, she is willful.

Early in the morning, I held an umbrella and stood in the square in front of the Three Teachings. The rain was not heavy, but I was still worried that she would get caught in the rain.But after observing around, I found that none of the teachers who drove seemed to be in the habit of holding an umbrella.And the short-haired woman also didn't hold an umbrella when she got out of Shang Yiluan's car, and walked into the teaching building in the rain.

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, don't these teachers feel uncomfortable when their hair is wet?

My eyes followed the big white car, and I paid attention to the situation in front of the second teacher, hesitating whether to go over and hold an umbrella for her.But what surprised me was that Shang Yiluan actually parked his car in the parking space closest to the gate of the Second Sect, and there was no need for an umbrella for such a short road.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart for my unfounded worries, yes, she is not stupid, if she doesn't want to get wet in the rain, she will naturally hold an umbrella, so why should I be so sentimental.

After waiting for a long time, she still didn't get off the car, and my classroom was on the fifth floor, so I had to go, and my hand that was exposed to the outside to hold the umbrella was already freezing cold.

Cleverly, I chose to climb the side stairs, and sure enough, when I climbed to the second floor, I saw her through the window at the top of the stairs.Black shoes, off-white coat, the key is that she wears a sweater hat inside, so my worries are completely superfluous.

The weather turned fine at noon, and there was no class in the afternoon. With nothing to do, I went to the Three Teachings to explore the wind according to the instructions on the APP. Not surprisingly, I saw the big white car in a familiar place.The car was empty, so I walked quickly into the teaching building and came to another door of 105.Looking up to the podium, she was just blocked by the young female teacher standing on the podium, and I only saw half of her face and gray coat.

I didn't take the book, so I was embarrassed to go in and rub the class.I had to wait for the class bell to ring and hear the familiar voice from the loudspeaker before I left with a smile.

On Wednesday night, the group sent a notice that the fifth group will have an experimental class in the third and fourth quarters tomorrow, so I can't go to the class tomorrow.But I'm not too sad, after all, now I have three chances to skip the class every week, and there is no need to stick to the class on Thursday.

But it started to rain again on Thursday, and the rain was not small.Sitting in the classroom, I was worried about her again. After all, the third teaching is different from the second teaching. It takes at least 30 seconds to cross the square. If she is exposed to the rain like this, my heart...

After class, I hurried out, thinking that since I couldn't go to class, I would hold an umbrella for her for a while.

I managed to squeeze out of the crowd, but I couldn't find her car, neither before the third teaching nor before the second teaching.I looked around, worried and anxious, my heart rate soared, and my left chest suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Fortunately, her car finally broke into my sight and stopped just in front of me.I walked down the steps and waited patiently in the back of the car.The cold weather made my legs tremble uncontrollably.

When I came back to my senses, she had already stepped out of the car, just 2 meters in front of me.Perhaps due to the low temperature, her face was a little pale.

I went up to meet her with an umbrella, and she immediately began her inherent rejection, "No, no, I don't like umbrellas."

I responded domineeringly: "You don't need to call, I will call for you." Then I said that today we have added experiments, so we can't go to class.She said, it's okay, just listen normally.She told me again that she doesn't like to open an umbrella, she has an umbrella in the car.

Then I started talking nonsense again, saying that it's strange to say a woman like you.She explained again that she didn't like to open an umbrella, and I said I could see it from your lazy pace.Send her to the door, I said I will send you here, she said thank you to me, and then left without looking back.

There was not much time left, so I ran all the way to Shaw Building B. Fortunately, the laboratory was not open yet, and all the members in the group were waiting.

I didn't have the heart to play with these things in the laboratory, and I was always worried that it would be too late to go to the third teaching to pick her up, but fortunately, the rain had calmed down a lot when the class was over.

We stood by the window together to watch the rain outside, but the classmate next to me suddenly said, "Whose Porsche is it?"

I leaned over the window to look, and found that it was actually Shang Yiluan's car.Running out of the lab, I just watched her walk into the elevator.Turning around and pushing the door open, I quickly climbed the stairs upstairs.As a result, of course it didn't keep up.

I went downstairs to continue our experiment, because this experiment will be assessed soon, so I naturally dare not neglect it.I can't hold back the team by assigning results in groups.

This weekend is still not free, either I get up early to go to the hospital for a physical examination or go to Shaw to take an experimental class. The two days that should be the most leisurely are actually busier than usual, and I don't smell a whiff of the weekend.

Holding the computer in my hand to watch "A Dog's Mission" at night, I cried so hard that I threw snot paper all over the floor.Although my eyes were hurting from crying, my heart was relieved a lot, and I finally vented out the depression accumulated in my heart.With the strength of crying, I wanted to go to bed early, but my roommates didn't give me this chance, and I was awakened several times by voices.I didn't slowly fall asleep until everyone climbed into bed after washing.

Dad called me unfilial again on WeChat, but I didn't reply any message.

I don't bother to care about the conflict with my parents, let alone care about it, anyway, that's it.Since they can't blend in with me, I naturally won't try to cater to them.They always say they work so hard because of me, which is really ridiculous.Don't they need to work so hard without me?So you can just hang around at home and wait to die?I can't even tell now if I'm immature or if they're immature.I'm already confused.

Gillian always said that my life might be envied by many people, you can buy whatever you want.But I want to say that what you see is only superficial scenery.No one has seen the scene of me hiding in the quilt and crying secretly, and no one has ever felt sorry for my tears.Naturally, I have long been used to these, and I prefer to lick my wounds silently by myself.

Shang Yiluan, if it wasn't for you, I really don't know what else to look forward to in life.

You are the whole faith of my life.