hot summer gl

childish.Having said that, I threw seawater in her face anyway.Not to be outdone, Han threw a large handful of salty seawater straight at my face, and I spit out the seawater I accidentally ingested, and immediately "revenge" her.Soon, we were in a melee and the laughter continued.Because not only the two of us, but also the children next door were infected by us and joined us.

When it was over, there was no dripping water all over my body, and of course Han was too.But she is worse than me. She wears white clothes, and my black clothes are not afraid of getting wet.

I'm going to change clothes first.Han said, a little shy.Don't play for too long.

I know, I know.I said casually.

At this time, a playful child came over stepping on the water, splashed my face again, and giggled.I wiped off the water and watched her parents apologize to me, then carried her away.

The child lay on her father's shoulder and waved to me, and I just stood motionless in the water.Finally, I leaned back and there was a huge splash on the surface of the water, and I was completely submerged in the water.This time not only can't see the sky but also the sea, oh, I can't even hear the sound.

I've been wanting to go crazy like this for a while and it doesn't feel good.

When Han got out of the shower and changed his clothes and rushed to the beach, I ran into her head-on.

Take me to the place where I take a bath, I said distressedly, there is a lot of sand on my hair.

Han Haha smiled and said that it was sea salt, the sun was too strong, and it would form salt when exposed to the sun.

I am noncommittal.

Three days later, we ended our trip to Sanya early on the grounds that Han was sunburned.

Didn't you wear sunscreen?I sat in the car and asked her lazily.For the past three days, Han has been almost inseparable from me, and Zhuang's helpless eyes can tell how nervous she is.Not only that, she also found out my medicine and confiscated it, which was not enough, and moved to my room to sleep.

No matter what, I can't just watch you like this.If you can't sleep, follow the online insomnia cure.She said seriously.

This is heart disease.I said.

Then you go to the doctor.she insisted.

Usually I just turn around and ignore her.

Then you are still wearing sun protection clothing, you are also tanned.Han said angrily.

That's different. Sunscreen clothing, as the name suggests, is to prevent clothes from being tanned. The advertisement is correct. So far, there has been no case of clothes being tanned.

Han was amused by me.I don't care anyway, I'm just getting tanned.she says.

They are all people who want to live here, what are the black spots?I said, I couldn't stop feeling sad.No matter when, parting is always reluctant to mention.

No, she said, I've changed my mind.I don't stay here anymore, I want to watch you.

don't...

Han interrupted me and asked: Is your school still recruiting teachers?

No move!I said, and Han glared at me immediately, and I sighed.In fact, you don't have to do this for me. I said that I don't want to die yet.Besides, you took all the medicine away, do you really think it is aspirin so easy to buy?

Han stopped in front of the red light and looked at me silently: If you suddenly have this idea one day, who should I cry to?

I pinched the bridge of my nose and opened my eyes, unable to speak.Han Ruo thought,

The car continued to drive.After a while, Han suddenly let out an oops.

By the way, Jin, I haven't told you yet.We are going to get married in November, so you must come!

Come on, I will give you a big red envelope.

By the way, be my bridesmaid?

improper.I refused directly.

why?

Don't want to wear a skirt.

Han clicked his tongue and convinced you.

Who stipulated that women must wear skirts?I don't agree.

No one stipulates.It's just that don't you think it feels sacred and happy to wear a wedding dress and walk on the red carpet?Han looked forward to it.

I feel it.I said, but I feel even more that getting married is a troublesome thing.If I didn't like women, I would definitely ask the other party to directly apply for a marriage certificate.It's only nine dollars.

Yes, yes, Han said disdainfully, you have saved even nine yuan now.

I turned to look at her, she was shocked, why?

I want to know, I deliberately slowed down my tone, I want to know if people can sleep in the back seat of this car?

Han breathed a sigh of relief, he could, but it was a little narrow.By the way, why don't you buy a car yet?Usually when I ask you to come out to play, I always say that I don’t want to wait for the car, and the tower car is troublesome.Han glanced at me again and said with a smile: If you are really poor, I can sponsor you in friendship.Three or four thousand is not a problem.She learned Cantonese.

I don't know where to go, what kind of car to buy.Besides, I don't even have a driver's license.

Han was speechless, but soon showed a mysterious smile of a prophet.

Do not know why.She said, I always feel that you will need the car one day.

☆, 290

In the late afternoon, I made it home without incident, and Han didn't come back with me.She stopped the car, held the steering wheel with a happy expression and said: I was going to resign from my job in Nanning, but luckily I didn't do it so quickly, and the written resignation letter is still at home.

So, what are you going to do?

Han made a sly look, planning to go to your school and supervise you by the way.I figured it out, you never told a lie to be true, but you never told the truth many times.

Then you really know me.I grinned at Han, and suddenly remembered what Lan said to me when we parted.

"Hopefully you'll meet someone who oversees your life like I do," she said.Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at Han carefully, could she be that person?I don't think so, otherwise why did you go to university four years earlier?

Why are you looking at me like that?Han said anxiously.Every time you look at people like this, you get panicked.

No kidding.I shook my head and said seriously: You, who have lived in the city for so long, are uncomfortable and return to the town. Maybe you will find it fun at first, just like when you came to me before.But as time goes by, you will become less and less able to bear the differences between urban and rural areas, whether it is folk customs, environment, or material poverty.

Han looked at me blankly, as if to say, what do you want to express?

don't understand?I asked her, Han nodded immediately.I continued to say: If you don’t understand, think about it slowly, don’t worry.

Han was silent for a while, moving his lips from time to time and frowning.When I was about to get out of the car, she said: Do you want me to stay in Nanning?

That's your business, I replied quickly, and at the same time opened the door to get out of the car, the strong temperature difference is really uncomfortable.I just want to tell you, don't come to our school.

I glanced at the time, seeing that it was almost the same time, I waved to Han and said: Let's go first, bye.

Han waved back.

I dragged my luggage, which was one-third heavier than before leaving, and rushed home, where most of the handicrafts were shellfish.When passing by the vegetable market, I bought some cooked meat for dinner.Because it was just in time for dinner, there were a lot fewer people in the vegetable market, and there were not many electric cars that are always flexible.The difference between cities and towns is probably the car.

I forgot to tell Han that the reason I didn't take the driver's license test was not because I was poor or lazy, but because I was afraid that I would drive like crazy.

I put the dishes on the dusty dining table, and only after cooking the rice did I clean up.At this moment, I took out the bottle of medicine on the back of the guitar bag, shook it lightly, and I could still hear the sound of weight.

What Han didn't know was that my medicine was not just a bottle.

But her words kept ringing in my ears, and I began to hesitate to throw the medicine away.In my mind, two villains quarreled with each other. In the end, I compromised with the devil and put the medicine bottle in the lowest layer of the closet.

The moment I closed the drawer, it seemed that not only the medicine disappeared, but also some dark side things.I don't know how long I can last, but I should be able to last for a few days.

The following days can be said to be unremarkable, except that Han almost made a phone call a day, and occasionally came to my house to carry out surprise attacks.

Jin, if you click on this text message, it means you haven't slept yet.So, no matter what you're doing right now, close your eyes and go to sleep.

She texted me one time at 01:30am while I was in the living room watching TV.The sight of a person staring at a meaningless advertisement on a pale TV screen is really haunting.

In that case, didn't you sleep too?I tried to reply to her right away, but Han told me the truth the next day: it was sent on a regular basis, haha, am I that stupid, I am still sleepy if you are not sleepy.

As soon as Han finished speaking, I pulled out the battery of my mobile phone, threw it aside, and prepared to take a nap.

After doing this two or three times, Han's patience was almost exhausted.After turning it on once, her questioning followed.

In the end what you want?I couldn't bear to ask her.

Han was unexpectedly silent for a long time, and she said: Well, I don’t care about you, just promise me not to turn off your phone for more than a day in the future.

good.I heard worry from her words, lost my temper immediately, and said in the same tone as her: Then we will talk about it.

At the end of August, I went back to school.And got a table, the roster of the reorganized class 290 students, not only that, but also marked the students' original class and final exam results.I probably glanced at the number of 90 and 91, but there were only fifteen people.

There are ten classes in the first year of high school this year, six classes in science, and four classes in liberal arts.Liberal arts classes start from 90 to 93.In addition to the students, the teachers have also changed a lot. As I said at the beginning, some teachers chose to go back to teach the first year of high school.The teachers in 90 and 91 have hardly changed except for the science teachers, and they are veritable brother classes.

I became the head teacher of 90.To be honest, I was a little surprised when I heard about this notice for the first time. Could it be that no one is willing to take over Class 90?Even let me, a novice teacher, come.But when I saw the grades of the students in this class, I got a little more understanding.The original class ranking of Class 90 was at the upper-middle level, and the ranking after the reorganization fell directly to the bottom.

The word "equal treatment" has never been used well.Otherwise, there would be no Wen A that teachers and students secretly call.I thought that with Zhang Ning's grades, I could get into the essay A, but she appeared in the roster of class 90.I took a closer look and found that her English scores had dropped a lot, and her comprehensive essay scores were not ideal.

I can't help but think of her decadent performance before the end of the term, is it because of me?If Zhang Ning and I have the same personality, she must have fallen into the quagmire of rejection and couldn't extricate herself.The best advantage of such a person is probably that he does not hurt others.

The school term is approaching, how should I face her?I asked myself.

In the afternoon of this day, I was sorting out the students' materials in the office, and the original 90-year-old head teacher just walked in.He probably had nothing to do, and chatted with me.

They're all high school students, so don't care if you can.He smiled and said, let the teacher do everything, so what class cadres are needed?

I responded with a smile.

He asked me again, is it the first time to be a head teacher?

I mean.

Also, there are more girls in liberal arts classes, so it's easier to manage.

Not always.I refuted him and said silently in my heart: I can't control Zhang Ning.

That's right, he inexplicably agreed, it's still him who says good is bad.Girls are relatively thin-skinned, and they cry as soon as they say a few words, so what else do they care about.

However, regardless of whether the liberal arts are well managed or not, September will finally come unstoppable.On the day of registration, I sat in the office with a group of class teachers and waited for the students.The school didn't seem to have any secrets at all, and the night I got the roster, the news had already spread in the group groups of various classes.

There was chaos in the office, some registered seriously, and some simply chatted with their favorite teachers, for example, teacher, why don't you teach our class.

I listened casually, my eyes stubbornly looking at the door.

After I came back from lunch, I saw Zhang Ning's back.She is standing with her right hand resting on the desk and her left hand on her chest without a strap.All I can see is a bit of white bandage that isn't very clear.She said she would wear a plaster cast for at least three months, isn't there still one month left?

When I returned to my seat, Zhang Ning looked up at me, without surprise or curiosity, and sat down voluntarily.My urge to say something was poured cold water from head to toe by her, so I had to find out what she needed to fill out from the messy pile of documents on the desktop.The people who haven't seen each other for two months naturally haven't changed much. I don't know if it's because of the hospitalization, but Zhang Ning is a little more human than before.It's colorless and odorless but can be seen in subtle facial expressions and the light in the eyes.

Zhang Ning wrote silently all the way, and didn't stop writing until he reached the last space.That's a form for filling in out-students and in-students. Looking up, they are all in-students.

I probe to see, what's wrong?

Teacher, I want to sleep in.She pointed to the space with her pen.

My eyes fell on her left hand uncontrollably.I couldn't see any trace of pain on her face.

Your injury hasn't healed yet, won't this be inconvenient?And why do you suddenly want to stay?

Zhang Ning also looked down at his left hand.Then I'll wait until it's ready before sleeping in.After she finished speaking willfully, she still filled in the word "inside" in the blank.

Now that I have no choice but to agree, let her write down my account number and transfer the tuition fees directly into it.

Remember to leave □□ and sign it.By the way, you have to pay an extra [-], which is the accommodation fee.I said, in fact, this is just an approximate number.

Zhang Ning said yes, and left with the paper with my account written on it.I was fascinated by the information she filled out. She was born in May 99, an underage girl.

Not long after she left, Teacher Lu who was sitting next to me also poked her head over and asked in a low voice: Is she Zhang Ning?How did the hand become like that?

I accidentally dropped it.I subconsciously said, fortunately, Teacher Lu didn't pay attention to this.She let out a long sigh and said regretfully: I thought she would go to science class.By the way, have you seen her comprehensive science scores?

I shook my head.

She is very good at science, with a score of 80 or more.Teacher Lu continued to shake his head regretfully, what a pity.

I was taken aback, speechless.The difference between liberal arts and science is probably that the subjects of science are not difficult for those who are difficult, but not difficult for those who meet them.To borrow the words of a physics teacher in my high school: if you can, you can, if you can’t, you won’t.

As long as you master the method of solving problems, in the final level test, solving problems is not a problem

Teacher Lu saw that I had no intention of answering, so she turned back to look at her students.I looked outside the door, and the hot summer sun showed no sign of restraint.A girl suddenly appeared in my mind, and the summer light made her back soaked in sweat quickly. She raised her intact right hand to cover the sun, looked at the sky, then lowered her head and walked silently.The stubborn back makes people feel distressed, but there is nothingness around her.

Forget it, I hope she doesn't regret it.

☆, book

It was only after I became the head teacher that I discovered what trivial things are.Forms and reports of various names are simply exhausting, not to mention the situation of insomnia at night is even worse.Fortunately, the students in the class are numb and quiet, no one is causing trouble, and it is rare to arrive late and leave early, so I am relieved.

On the night of registration, I simply changed seats for the students before the books were distributed.I don't want to deny my selfishness - Zhang Ning was arranged by me at the third table in the middle.She should no longer be controlled by negative emotions. No matter how talented she is in other fields, she should learn to adapt to the school in school.

Considering the inconvenience of her hand, Zhang Ning's new deskmate enthusiastically helped her get the book.And the person involved didn't even say thank you, but buried his head in the book, which of course wasn't a textbook.Her left hand was placed on the table, and she moved a little bit from time to time to press the pages of the book. It seemed that her injury was almost healed.

I watched her for a while, she was always staring at the book seriously.

Perhaps for Zhang Ning, nothing can disturb her when she is sulking.This is a bit similar to me.But at the same time, I actually forgot when was the last time I sulked.Anger and sulking are two different concepts, the former hurt each other, and the latter hurt themselves.

No wonder some people say that tears can regulate emotions.

I projected all the book titles onto the whiteboard, and there were always a dozen of them.These textbooks, which still smell of books and ink, will become "cheesy" in a short time.

At the flag-raising ceremony in the second week of school, I stood by the track and listened to the head teachers of the liberal arts class discuss one thing: the arrival of the trainee teacher.

I forgot to mention that the chemistry teacher who taught 90 and 91 is pregnant, and September is her due date, so it is naturally not suitable for another term.I have seen her a few times, and she has gained a lot of weight compared to before pregnancy, and she is moving slowly with her big belly.Looking at her background, I feel emotional, but I don't know why.

As for the remaining two teachers of physics and biology, one became the head teacher of the science class, and the other used the excuse that there were too many classes and was too busy.For this reason, the school was quite helpless, but considering the difficulty of the academic proficiency test, it randomly called a few intern teachers over.But for some reason, the trainee teacher who was originally scheduled has not been seen yet.

I heard that the new physics teacher this time is a graduate of Normal University.A head teacher said in a tone of voice that could not hear the emotion.

Teacher Lu was unmoved, and broke the news.What's the matter, she said, I also know that the new chemistry teacher is of mixed race.

Who are you?Southeast Asia?Someone joked that all the teachers present laughed.I also laughed, laughing at them gossip about others like a child when they are so old.

of course not.Teacher Lu glanced at the person who was joking, and the latter immediately fell silent.It is said that he is of Chinese-Russian mixed race, blond and blue-eyed.What Teacher Lu said was clear, but what everyone didn't expect was that the result would surprise them.

I left this small group that was still discussing and walked towards Class 90. Although the meeting was boring, I couldn't let their voices reach my ears. Of course, this is just an exaggeration.The discussion died down as I walked to the back of the line.The few boys in the class showed disapproval.Makes me angry and funny.

At the same time, the students who saw that I didn't even remind them became bold again.It was at this time that I understood what it means to pretend and what it means to be deep.It doesn't have to be known to everyone who likes someone, because you can never be sure whether such publicity will bring harm to the other party.

On the day Zhang Ning came to register, I had already noticed what was hanging on her chest. Under a plain black string, there was a secret covered by clothes.Although I was curious, I was embarrassed to ask her directly: What is hanging around your neck?

However, there is always one cheeky person who brings up something I've always wanted to know.The more untouchable something like mystery is, the more itchy it will be.I stopped not far from them and began to listen.

The short-haired girl in front of Zhang Ning turned around idly, and when she turned her eyes to the lanyard around Zhang Ning's neck, she immediately became as interested as I was.

what are you wearingshe asked.

Zhang Ning slightly tilted his head to look at her, looking thoughtful.She picked up the rope with her right hand, and an unpretentious ring was exposed from the collar.

Nah.Zhang Ning made an impatient monotone, holding up the ring.It was a small object with a metallic luster that was strung up with string.

The short-haired girl was also thick-skinned, and took the ring over and looked at it again and again.She suddenly seemed to see something interesting, and took a closer look at the ring.

SS, GACG?She twisted her mouth and read letters with unknown meanings.what does this mean?

Zhang Ning quickly took back the ring, obviously not wanting to discuss this issue.It’s okay if you don’t know, and you don’t even know.she says.

Girls are not convinced, how do you know I don't know if you don't tell me?

Unmoved, Zhang Ning turned his face away.

Let me guess, is this Chinese spelling?It's still a certain word, no, no word starts with two ss.Could it be someone's initials?The girl expressed her guess one after another, but Zhang Ning still ignored her.In the end, the girl with excess curiosity collapsed.

fine.The girl snorted and turned around.

After listening to this short conversation, I left silently.Just because the girl doesn't understand the meaning of the string of letters doesn't mean I don't understand.

S is wood, SS is forest, G is king, and combined with AkG is Jin.This is the root of Wubi, if I didn't guess it.

Zhang Ning engraved my name on that ring, in such a secretive and euphemistic way.

I looked up at the sky, and the blue sky in the morning of September made me feel emotional again.If I hadn’t learned the root of Wubi on a whim one day in high school—although I didn’t learn it later, I still remembered the root of my name—I wouldn’t have known this deep-seated feeling.

But what if you know?Life is still going on.Because there is no teacher to replace the chemistry class of class 90, it has been changed to a self-study class.In the afternoon of this day, I fulfilled the class teacher's class and went to make a surprise inspection.

I managed to catch a few people playing with mobile phones, some talking, and some eating... I thought the students in the new class were a quiet group of people, but I didn't expect this to be the case, which disappointed me for a while.

You guys, you dare to treat class as the end of get out of class when the new teacher is away!The classroom here is not a vegetable market.I stood on the podium and looked at them and said, the whole class was silent.

I can't understand the chemistry book or what?If not, look elsewhere.Or do you feel that there is a lot of time and it is okay to waste it?

No one in the class dared to say anything. The girls looked at me timidly, which made me feel a little bit unbearable.So I turned my attention to Zhang Ning. She has been reading the book from the beginning, and it seems to be the one from last week.But Zhang Ning's interest has not diminished over time.She was just reading, regardless of occasion or time.In short, she is the one who chills me the most. Let alone other things, as her teacher, I can't let her let her go.

Teacher, you are right, we liberal arts students do not understand chemistry.An abrupt voice sounded, almost all eyes of the class turned to Zhang Ning.I suddenly felt that she was the only one who dared to argue with me.Zhang Ning raised his head from the book and continued: How about you teach us.

As soon as this remark came out, the whole class booed.

I can't teach it, I haven't learned it for so many years.I said in a soft tone, besides, I never passed chemistry when I was studying, and I was afraid that I would mistake my children.

We didn't pass either.They immediately followed my words loudly.

I turned my gaze to Zhang Ning, who looked indifferent, and said deliberately: How can I remember that there is a science master in our class.

As soon as I finished speaking, some students who knew Zhang Ning's details immediately betrayed her.

Teacher, it's her, it's her!They pointed at Zhang Ning and said, but the latter remained indifferent.

I didn't say I failed.Zhang Ning said.The voice is not loud, and there is a feeling of mocking others.

I thought for a while and said, "Have you all heard that?"If you have any questions before the new teacher arrives, ask that classmate.By the way, come out for a while.

When talking about "that classmate", I clearly saw that Zhang Ning's eyes dimmed, but no one else noticed.Zhang Ning closed the book and brought it out together. It was a strange move.

We came to the corridor together. Before I could speak, she took the lead and said: Here you are, teacher.She handed the book in front of me, with only the title in black font on the white cover, very simple.

I froze for a moment, Zhang Ning seemed to see something, and added: But it's not what you think, I just want the teacher to give some advice.You know, flaws stay with you if you don't remind them.

I had no choice but to take it first, and Mosuo touched the cover a few times, looking at her thoughtfully: You mean, you wrote this book?

Zhang Ning didn't answer immediately, but instead lay down on the corridor, looking into the distance.

This is the best one in my opinion. I just wanted to keep it as a souvenir, so I printed it online.I've read it several times and there are no typos.she says.

I couldn't help sighing, and the sadness in her tone permeated my heart.

I'll take a good look at it.I said.

When I got back to the office, I realized what I was going to say just now.But it doesn't matter, my intuition tells me that Zhang Ning doesn't want to be a representative of any department.

I looked at the cover carefully, and found Zhang Ning's pen name under the title: Banbai.

Opening it, there are two lines of handwriting that I am familiar with on the title page: I don't know what you like to read, but I know what I want to write.

2015.07.24

Only at this moment did I understand what kind of situation Zhang Ning was in, it was not self-pity.In modern society, the smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys.

I read on without any personal emotion.Until the bell after school disturbed me, there were teachers coming and going in and out of the office one after another, talking, and moving chairs.I closed the book and planned to take it back to the dormitory to read.Because of this, I missed something that was not important to me right now.

When I read two-thirds of the book, I vaguely understood what she wanted to say, maybe what she wanted to express.Zhang Ning wrote in the book that in a certain village, there are three generations of a family, the new and old society changes alternately, and the real pain felt by memories and reality.I guess some interesting stories from childhood in the article are written according to her real experience.At that time, there were no computers, no TVs, and no mobile phones, but the protagonists were very happy.

It was already ten o'clock when I finished the book, the book was adding weight to my hands, and my eyes were beginning to get tired.So I went to take a shower and pondered in the warm water.

To be honest, if you really want to find out the shortcomings, there are not many.This is probably a problem caused by age, commonly known as experience.

I sent a text message to Zhang Ning: The book is beautiful and reminds me of my childhood.If you can handle some details well, I believe more people will like it.

Afterwards, I re-read the book again. Words can only be understood with patience and savoring.

☆, Ji Zi

The next day, before my class, I came to the office.At the first glance, I noticed that there was something extra in the office, but I couldn't confirm it for a while.I sat down in my seat, put the book in the drawer, and planned to return the book to Zhang Ning sometime.

Only then did I discover the extra object on another desk directly opposite me.There was nothing there before, but now there is an extra chemistry textbook, and a piece of wood is placed on the book.But if you look closely, it's not entirely wood, there are several obvious nicks in the middle, and bamboo patterns are carved on both sides of the top surface, which is very exquisite.There is also lacquer on the whole piece of wood, and the glaze color is full and ruddy, which is an indescribable beauty that has accumulated over the years.

I couldn't help being driven by curiosity, so I took the wood over, fumbled a few times, and unfolded it into the shape of a stool.A plane is supported by interlocking stool legs.

This is... nonsense?

I’ve seen it on TV before. It’s made of a whole piece of wood, which can be unfolded into the shape of a stool without cutting it off, and there’s no half nail.

When I watched it at the time, I only lamented the wisdom of the ancients and the exquisite craftsmanship of the carpenter, but I forgot it afterwards.I haven't seen it again after so many years, I didn't expect to see it here today.

I put it in the palm of my hand and observed it carefully. It is really small, only the size of my palm.Just when I was fascinated, a brisk female voice sounded behind me:

It seems that you are very interested in my nonsense.

I was startled, feeling like I was caught on the spot for doing something bad.So I turned my head slowly and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face. I said it was familiar but I couldn't remember where I saw it.But it was undeniable that she was a very beautiful woman.A white shirt and white skirt is definitely an eye-catching presence in the sweltering summer.

But it wasn't this that struck me more.

If her face were rounder and softer, she would really look like my teacher, the teacher in the white skirt when we first met.

The woman took two steps forward so that I could see her better, holding a book in her drooping hand.She looked into my eyes and kept smiling, as if to say, yes, it was me.Do you remember it?

Suddenly, I remembered that encounter on the plane and at the airport.I don't know why, but I suddenly stuttered: "Yes...it's you, that Chinese-Russian mixed-race Guizhou native?"

The woman smiled and nodded, almost thinking that you don't recognize me again.

your hair……?

At that time, we were sitting opposite each other, and I was still holding that nonsense in my hand.

Yes, I didn't recognize her at first sight except for time, and her hair.From the original blond hair to dark black hair, but still naturally curly.She tied her black hair into a playful mortal head, with a few strands of bangs scattered on her forehead, making her face even more three-dimensional and deep.

When the woman heard the words, she showed a half-helpless and half-sorrowful expression, and she said distressedly: I went to dye it yesterday.Do you know, I just found the school last night, but the school police refused to let me in, saying that I am not from the school, what if I hurt the teachers and students in the school.

Then what?I asked.

I had no choice but to wait at the school gate and call the teacher who received me to explain.She said, her tone suddenly agitated.At that time, there were many people at the school gate, and those curious students surrounded me!One person said something I didn't understand, and it made me feel stupid.The woman grabbed her bangs, flattened her mouth and said: That's why I dyed it black.

I froze for a moment, and almost laughed.Just imagine that scene, the woman's expression in the space blocked by crowds of onlookers.I, who was not the person involved, naturally couldn't feel that kind of helplessness.To be honest, there are quite a few people in this small town who follow suit and dye their hair, but no one has as natural hair color and fair complexion as hers.

Can I tell her that she was watched not only because of her hair color?

Hey, it's fine if you don't sympathize with me, just laugh at me.The woman said aggrievedly that her cheeks were slightly puffed up, which was really cute.I should have known earlier that her haughty and cold face was for nothing.

Sorry sorry, I stopped laughing.I said, turning my attention to the chemistry elective book again.

Are you a new chemistry teacher?I ask her.

yes.She answered briskly, her black eyes seemed to have light.By the way, you can call me Ji Zi, they all call me that.

Of course Ji Zi is not called Ji Zi, she has a euphemistic name that is very inconsistent with her personality. It is said that her father wanted her to become a girl with the same name, but in the end, she followed her mother.

So since she was a child, she could use her real name as long as she could.

Lin Jin, who teaches Chinese.I smiled and said, nice to meet you.

She laughed along with me.I am also very happy to finally meet you.she says.

I don't know how to answer the words, her words seem to imply something.I simply stopped talking and continued to play with the nonsense in my hand.She just said, this is hers?The blind in his hand is not only exquisite in workmanship, but also very old.It's not that I don't trust her, it's just that looking at her hands, I really can't connect the rough palms of carpenters.

It was given to me by my father when I was born.Ji Zi seemed to know what I wanted to ask, so he said it first.My father is a carpenter, as long as it is a piece of wood, he can always turn waste into treasure in his hands.When I was young, I loved to squat beside him and watch him sculpt or make furniture.The wooden furniture in the house was made by my father himself.she said.

I looked at her with unabashed pride on her face.If it were me, I'm afraid it would be similar to her.

I said before that I am a person with a wide range of hobbies, and woodwork is also one of my major hobbies.I like to watch the carving knife swimming on the wood as if alive, and listen to the subtle sound.

Ji Zi took the nonsense from my hand, looked at it for a while, then smiled at me and said: You know what?That's how my father won my mother's heart.According to my mother, that year was the first time she came to Kyoto, and there was an exhibition of handicrafts there. She had always liked handicrafts, so she went to see them.My mother caught this at a glance from so many exhibits.

Ji Zi shook his head nonsense, and his smile deepened.

Do you like this?she says.

like.I hesitated before answering.Something in her smile made me trance.

My father used this to win my mother's heart. I don't know if I can do it?She lowered her voice, still watching me.win your heart.

I was surprised and pretended to be stupid: But you didn't do this