If love can be booked

T City No.1 Middle School

Things in the world are often wonderful and hard to describe, just like the entanglement of fate. Fate, this mysterious and wonderful word, always makes people full of expectations and reverie.

If we can love each other, I think I will be loyal to this feeling until the last moment of my life. However, fate seems to be deliberately playing tricks on us, making us take completely different paths and move forward in the direction of our own imagination.

I am happy to meet you. I don't want to forget you, but I hope my life can be more fulfilling and beautiful. Even without your company, I can still find my own happiness.

Fate just let me meet you at a certain time and place, and I foolishly followed your footsteps. Counting the wonderful times I spent with you, I think I was wrong.

I gradually discovered that the memories that I wanted to forget became more profound. I thought time could erase your shadow, but unexpectedly, time only made me remember more clearly that you had been here. You were deeply engraved in my heart, and I never ignored it.

"Lin Xiaoxi, Lin Xiaoxi..." A familiar voice interrupted my thoughts. I looked back and saw Teacher Zhu looking at me with a smile. He was always like this, no matter when or where, he always had a warm smile on his face.

"What are you thinking about? I called you several times but you didn't respond." She seemed to be thinking about something, sometimes looking up at the sky, sometimes touching the weeping willows by the roadside.

"I, I didn't hear you. Let's go eat together. I'm starving." I touched my stomach and said a little embarrassedly. I always get hungry easily. Sometimes my stomach starts to growl before the get out of class is over.

"Why do I always hear you shouting that you are hungry? Didn't you eat anything this morning?" It seemed like there were several times when I saw her hurriedly walking to the classroom.

"I ate it, I ate it." I explained quickly, "Two buns and a bottle of milk." Lin Xiaoxi told me honestly. Although it wasn't much, it wasn't too little either. I usually don't have much appetite in the morning, so I just keep it simple.

"Well, do you have classes in the afternoon?" If he remembered correctly, she was free in the afternoon.

"No, I only have two classes today, and I've finished them." Monday is a relatively easy day for me. After finishing two classes in the morning, I can arrange my afternoon freely.

"Then let's go out to eat?" Teacher Zhu suggested, so that they could spend more time together.

"OK, then let's go to the restaurant you took me to last time. I like the tofu and fish head soup there." Tofu and fish head soup. Actually, she didn't like eating fish very much at the beginning, but because Shen Wanning liked it, after a while, she also thought it was good. The restaurant we went to last time tasted really good. What was its name? Flowers Bloom and How Much Hurt Fallen?

"By the way, the name of that restaurant is 'Flowers Bloom, How Many Injuries Have Fallen?'" I always thought the name of this restaurant was weird. "Flowers Bloom, How Many Injuries Have Fallen?"

"It was this unique name that attracted us to go and explore. We never expected that we would love that place so much that Lao Lu and I often make plans to go there. However, he recently went to Tibet for an investigation with his wife and is expected to return next week." Speaking of which, they have been on this trip for nearly two weeks, and they traveled around Tibet in the name of investigating history. It is really enviable.

"Oh." He went to Tibet. I seemed to have heard Xiao Zhou say that he and so-and-so were the two weirdos on campus. I just forgot to ask his name. It turned out his last name was Lu, the same as his.

"Look, speak of the devil." At the school gate, it was him, Lu Jiaming.

She froze in place, looked up, and saw him, dusty and exhausted, walking towards her. He didn't notice her, he couldn't see her in the crowd.

Is it really him? Is it him? Is it him?

What should I do? Turn away or say hello with a smile?

They should be very good friends, right? He was smiling happily, and so was he. Two grown men hugged each other, equally dazzling in the sun. It was him, and still him.

"You're back so soon? I thought you would stay there for a while longer." The two bumped shoulders and were a little surprised to see him here at this time.

"We originally planned to go for a week, but Huaying had some altitude sickness, so we ended the trip early and went to Yunnan instead," he explained.

"I heard that there have been a lot of new things in the past half month?" For example, Zhu Mingjun, the recognized single school idol, is rumored to be in love? With a new English teacher? At this time, he especially wanted to see which woman was so lucky.

"Something new? Yes, come, let me introduce you. This is our school's new English teacher, Lin Xiaoxi." Zhu Mingjun pulled Lin Xiaoxi over, thinking that he would definitely like her, and he wanted to get her affirmation.

"Lin Xiaoxi?" Lu Jiaming felt that the name sounded familiar. When he turned his gaze to the figure behind Zhu Mingjun, he could not help but feel a little surprised and certain. She seemed to have been his student? Lin Xiaoxi in front of him had grown into a graceful young lady.

"Lu, Mr. Lu." A weak "Mr. Lu" was heard. From the moment I heard this name, I prayed that it was just the same name and not the same person. If it was him, then why did I try so hard to hide in this school?

She had given up the chance to go back to her alma mater and chose this middle school which was the farthest from her alma mater just to avoid him. But why was he here? Wasn't he supposed to be in the third middle school? When did he transfer here? Why was she out of the loop? Could he know that she had a crush on him? What was going on?

"Do you know each other?" Lu Jiaming looked at the interaction between the two, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart. Her unusual reaction seemed to imply that there was some kind of connection between them.

"She was my student when I was teaching at No. 3 Middle School." Lu Jiaming explained with a smile, and at the same time reached out and gently touched Lin Xiaoxi's hair. After not seeing her for a few years, she really grew up a lot. He remembered that at that time, she always came to him with a lot of questions.

"Teacher Lu is still the same as before, still so handsome." Lin Xiaoxi looked at the man in front of her, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart. The years did not seem to leave too many traces on his face, but instead added a bit of mature man's charm.

"Haha, I'm old, I can't compare to you young people." Lu Jiaming smiled and shook his head, but he felt a little relieved in his heart. He didn't expect to meet the students he taught many years later. This is indeed a rare fate.

"No." Lin Xiaoxi retorted softly. His smile, she thought she had forgotten, she had heard it before, she wanted to keep it, it was still so magnetic, so nostalgic.

"Welcome, although it's a little late." Lu Jiaming stretched out his hand and said to Lin Xiaoxi with a smile. However, Lin Xiaoxi just gently held his hand and quickly let go. She knew that she couldn't be greedy and couldn't expect more. He was about to get married and had his own lover, and she was just one of his former students.

"Let's go and have dinner together." Zhu Mingjun suggested, but Lu Jiaming shook his head, "No, you guys go. I have to report to the school affairs office first." It has been half a month since he came back from vacation. Time always flies quickly for his students.

"Okay, let's get together when we have time." After work, there is little leisure time. We are busy with students, life, love, and family.

"Of course, I will treat our teacher Lin to a meal when I have time." Who said that we were once teacher and student in this life, and we are only teacher and student in this life?

"Okay." He left. I looked at his back as he walked away, and an inexplicable feeling welled up in my heart. The distance between us seemed to be not just the difference in identity and role, but more of a gap in time and heart.

Flowers bloom and fall

When you enter the restaurant, the first thing that catches your eye is the carefully arranged flowers, as if you are in a sea of ​​flowers. The restaurant's decoration style is simple yet elegant, and the art paintings hanging on the walls add an artistic atmosphere to the entire space.

The wooden tables and chairs complement the soft sofas, making people feel comfortable and relaxed. Each table is placed with exquisite tableware, and the quality is reflected in every detail. The lighting design of the restaurant is also ingenious, and the warm yellow light creates a warm dining atmosphere. Here, you can enjoy the satisfaction brought by delicious food.

The menu is rich and varied, combining a variety of tastes and styles. The chefs carefully prepare each dish, not only pursuing the perfect taste, but also paying attention to the freshness and quality of the ingredients. Whether it is exquisite appetizers, main courses or desserts, you can enjoy the ultimate taste buds.

"What's wrong? Didn't you say you liked the fish head soup here?" She looked a little absent-minded, completely different from her previous love for fish head soup.

"Yeah, it's OK, it's good." Fish head soup, why does it taste a bit bitter?

"I see you didn't eat much. Is it because the food doesn't taste good?" She seemed to eat very little, which was unlike her usual eating style. She always ate a lot without caring about her image.

"No, maybe I'm too hungry now?"

"Teacher Zhu, I don't want to eat anymore. Let's go back." She wasn't hungry, she couldn't eat because of his appearance. What should she do when he was here? Just ignore him?

"Oh, I'll go check out." She was unhappy, and it seemed like she started to feel unhappy the moment she saw him.

I haven't forgotten her weak words "Teacher Lu". Does she like him? I seem to have heard him talk about a very strange student he met. Is it her? Her admiration?

She was worried, he knew, and she would not hide her worries.

But, could he be his love rival?

After saying goodbye, I didn’t go back to the office. Instead, I hid in my own little nest, thinking about my worries.

At the school gate, I suddenly saw you. I forgot what to say, as if I had forgotten how to start and how to greet you. I am no longer your student, but I am standing in front of you as a teacher. However, I have not forgotten that you are getting married.

I just love the memories of the past madly, when I was still a student.

That day, in the first class of the second year of high school, you said that you would find someone you know to answer the question, and fortunately, that person was me. You chose me among more than 60 people, and I was happy, even if it was just a coincidence.

That was just your casual talk, right? But I took it seriously.

Is it youthful admiration? It's not love, just pure liking.

I think I just simply appreciate and like it, without any complexity of love.

Actually, loving someone is not as difficult as imagined, right? We agreed to start from the beginning, and we agreed not to miss him anymore. Zhu Mingjun, a sunny boy, gentle, considerate, and understanding, I thought I saw love. But your appearance reminded me of the past, and I was afraid that I could not love him well, and I was afraid that I would miss you.

You don't belong to me, and you never will.

Is this what is called fate? I call you "teacher", you respond with a smile, and when you introduce me to others, you say "this is my former student." You still treat me as the child who needs care, and you will gently touch my hair, just like in the past. However, you may not know that I don't like this action, but I can't refuse. Every time I see you, I feel a little sad. I once told myself not to meet again, not to put myself in such a situation again. But fate made us meet again in this way.

I never thought of keeping you, I just hope to cherish the memories of how I once loved you foolishly.

I am just your student, and the relationship between us is just an eternal teacher-student relationship.