hot summer gl

I knew a long time ago that without an umbrella, no one will pick me up when it rains.People still have to be kind to themselves, there is no need to run in the rain, just be prepared in advance.

The heavy rain made the students somewhat absent-minded. Could it be that they were worried about the confiscated clothes?Or remember the windows in the dormitory that were removed and not reinstalled because of the stuffy heat?

I remembered an interesting incident that happened in the third grade of junior high school.It was a class teacher's class.It is also a similar scene as now, except that the class teacher poked his head out of the window on the fourth floor to look at the playground before the rain came.He said to us, you can read the books by yourself for a while, and I will collect the quilt, is that okay?

We froze for a moment, then burst out laughing.We laughed and said, let's go, it's okay not to come back.

The head teacher smiled embarrassedly, and ran downstairs quickly amidst our laughter.

I didn't have any clothes or quilts to collect, but I still left school early willfully.The rain is still falling, and the corridors are already wet. There may be water at the school gate again.

When I got back to the office, the get out of class bell rang.The whole teaching building immediately heard footsteps, in the words of the students, it was like an earthquake.So I sat in the office for a while, avoiding the students coming downstairs.

When I reached the first floor, I saw Zhang Ning leaning against the wall at a glance. She was facing me sideways, looking down at the rain with her head down.She just appeared in my line of sight, her figure faintly revealing loneliness and confusion.Or maybe it's just my illusion.

I sighed, she didn't have an umbrella in her hand, and she stayed here alone, what else could she explain?I hesitated whether to leave, struggling in my heart for half a second, and walked to her side.

Why don't you go home?No umbrella?I asked as lightly as possible.

She looked up at me with indifferent eyes, and even the curvature of her lips was a sign of refusal to be thousands of miles away.I suddenly felt an unspeakable sadness, I don't know why she is like this.In the final analysis, I still know too little about her.But what position do I have to understand her?Is it just a teacher's concern for students?

Sorry, that should be grades.Or, I should be a psychology teacher.

I decided that if she didn't reply to my words, I would act as if I hadn't said anything.

Um.She whispered, her voice was really low, a kind of hoarseness caused by not speaking for a long time.Zhang Ning also realized it, coughed a few times and said to me: I will wait for the rain to stop, teacher, you should go back first.

I know she's worried about us not being on the way.

I don't think the rain will stop for a while.I said, how about this, let's go back to my dormitory first, and I'll give you the umbrella when we get downstairs.I said and raised the black umbrella in my hand.

Several passing students looked at us curiously.

Zhang Ning stood up straight and said hello.

So we shared an umbrella, but I forgot, this umbrella is fine for one person, it seems a bit small for two people.I tugged at Zhang Ning's sleeve, leaned over, and I said.

But she didn't know what was going on, she couldn't come here.I had no choice but to get close to her.The rain was still heavy and wet my right shoulder, probably because I moved the umbrella to the left more.

We walked from the complex building, and the water had already accumulated the height of a shoe sole.Fortunately, you can pass through the first floor of Jianxun Building.We continued along the parking lot with the wind blowing from the front.Only then did I feel the real coldness.

Zhang Ning held my arm uncharacteristically at this time, and her body was a little close to mine. She was taller than me.She whispered in my ear: Teacher, will you come to my game then?

Her voice came from the sound of rain, distorted.But I was still a little surprised. I couldn't help but look at her increasingly haggard face. The tiredness in my eyes couldn't deceive anyone.

What competition do you play?I ask her.

800 m.

Can the body handle it?I asked urgently, if it doesn't work, don't...

She interrupted me with a smile, teacher, don't think I am so weak.

I had no choice but to smile back.At this time, the dormitory building arrived.I handed her the umbrella, and went upstairs just to avoid the question just now.but I can not.

Teacher, will you come to see me play?She asked again, her eyes fixed on me.A certain light in her eyes overwhelmed me.I have nowhere to hide in her eyes, nowhere to hide.

Will do.I hear myself say.

Zhang Ning's face immediately burst into a shallow satisfied smile, and my heart suddenly softened.I turned around resolutely.I'm leaving, you should go back too.I said.

☆, Zhang Ning 2

Teacher, I don't want to go back.Can I stay with you for a while?

Zhang Ning held my hand, lowered his head slightly, hesitated, and said.I clearly heard great courage from it, presumably she hesitated for a long time before.I suddenly thought of a question, if she didn't plan to go back, then, standing there on the first floor was really just like she said, waiting for the rain to stop before leaving?Then she can wait in the classroom...

I stop this endless association in my heart. Many times I avoid thinking too deeply about the problem, because it not only makes me unhappy, but also can't change anything.

Surrounded by students coming and going, I don't know where she got the courage from.Even if people here don't relate to other aspects, it's always bad to behave like this.

The rain was still falling, and where the eaves couldn't cover it, the bean-heavy raindrops fell on the ground, and brilliant but short-lived rain flowers bloomed.

I broke away from her hand and faced her, let's go upstairs first.I said softly.I don't know if it's because of my psychology, but I always feel that everyone passing by looks at it curiously.Indeed, on a rainy day, the two women, the tugging at the stairs, such a scene, I would take a second look at it.

Zhang Ning hummed and followed me upstairs.Fortunately, no other teachers came downstairs at this time, otherwise I really don't know how to explain it.Said the student came to me only because of the rain?

When I got to the dormitory, I went in first and did a quick search for anything invisible.The answer is naturally no.Everything invisible is in my bedroom.But after all, this place can't be compared with home. Although the room is small, it looks quite empty.But I didn't expect it to be so empty that I couldn't find another pair of slippers on the shoe rack.Zhang Ning seemed to notice it too, and even said that he didn't need to change his shoes.

never mind.I took a look at the floor, it was just cement anyway, and it wasn't very dirty.Who made me never think that someone else would come here.I thought to myself.

Although I said before that I would add some furniture to the dormitory, in the end I only bought the necessary mats and sheets, simple kitchen utensils and a wooden sofa.Sometimes I just sleep on the sofa when I am tired, and let the natural wind blow with the windows open.When I have free time, I will play the guitar on the bed, and the guitar is still placed in the corner of the sofa.But even if Zhang Ning sees it, it doesn't matter.

Can you tell me why now?After sitting down on the sofa, I asked her.

Teacher, can you stop asking?Zhang Ning withdrew her scrutinizing gaze, but instead of answering directly, she said this in an unnatural tone.She didn't even dare to look me in the eye.

I could have followed what she said, stopped asking her questions, and been an empathetic teacher.but I do not have.In many cases, a small detail determines the development and result of things.

Won't people worry if they don't go back home?

Won't.Zhang Ning's tone suddenly turned bad.I am thoughtful. There are two kinds of people who will answer this way. One is that they are less dependent on their family members and are free-ranging, but the tone of the answer should be brisk, and some people even don’t believe that others will ask such a question.For example: No way.Obviously Zhang Ning does not belong to this category, so I asked her, did she quarrel with her family?

She was silent, pursing her lips and looking at me.I also stubbornly looked back at her.After a long time, Zhang Ning moved his lower lip, okay.she says.

Before I had time to understand what the sudden "Okay" meant, I saw Zhang Ning pushed up his sleeves, exposing his left forearm.She had been wearing long sleeves before, so I naturally couldn't imagine that there were scars on it.

Slender blue-purple bruises criss-crossed, looking as if they were whipped with a thin wooden stick.Later she told me that she smoked it with a hanger, but fortunately she was stopped by her mother.I couldn't suppress the distress that could no longer be suppressed, and I heard myself raise my voice and ask her, did they hit you?

……Um.Zhang Ning put down his sleeves, trying to take it all away.I'm fine, teacher.It will be fine after few days.She pretended to be relaxed and said: I told the teacher not to ask, family ugliness should not be publicized, right?Besides, my dad was quite reasonable when he wasn't drunk.This time... it was just an accident.

don't say that.I also tried to calm down, but it turned out to be just dazed.I'm not a good actor and can't control my emotions freely.

Have you taken the medicine?I hurriedly asked, and before she could answer, I spoke again. ...I don't have any medicinal wine here either, wait a minute, I'll go and buy some for you.

After I finished speaking, I quickly walked to the door, picked up the umbrella and left without changing my shoes. I didn't give her a chance to speak at all, and only heard a faint cry of helplessness.

10 minutes later, I came back.The clothes were not much wet, but the trousers were half wet.Because I found that the rain had almost stopped when I went out, I was anxious and quickened my pace, not paying much attention to the stagnant water under my feet.When I came back to my senses, I realized that the bottom of my trousers was sticking to my skin, it was sticky and I felt really uncomfortable.

The door wasn't closed, so I walked straight in, distracted thinking that I'd find time to change my pants later.

There was no change when Zhang Ning and I left, sitting quietly, with thin figures.Although she showed a very indifferent or even indifferent attitude towards the injury on her hand, I know that no child will feel relieved about this kind of thing.What's more, she is already a person with her own independent thinking.

I don't know what kind of dispute happened between their father and daughter, but it should be very bad.I don't believe that Zhang Ning provokes her father knowing that he is easily irritable after drinking!There is always a reason, everything has a reason.

Teacher, you are back.In fact, I just wanted to say that I applied the medicine in the morning.Zhang Ning tilted his head and said softly, smiling nicely at me.However, this also shows that the teacher cares about me, right?

With a straight face, I said coldly: "Stretch out your hand."Even if it is wiped in the morning, the effect of the medicine is over.Otherwise, how could I not smell the pungent smell of medicine.

She didn't try to justify anything, and obediently stretched out her hand.There was an expression on his face that wanted to laugh but suppressed it, just like... the expression when he was cared about by someone he liked, with a sweet look.

I was taken aback by this assumption, and suppressed my chaotic thoughts indiscriminately.Open the medicinal wine—there is a pharmacy in front of the school, and the owner introduced me to a bottle of medicinal wine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis—the pungent smell spread out.I couldn't help frowning, I'm a person who is very sensitive to smells, and I usually cover my mouth and nose when I walk in crowded places with strong smells.

Zhang Ning noticed this, and took the bottle involuntarily.I'll do it myself.she says.

All right.I didn't insist anymore.While watching her apply the medicine, I asked the question I wanted to know the most.Why did your father do it?

The teacher really wants to know?Zhang Ning vigorously patted his arm, which was evenly smeared with medicinal wine, with an expression of indifference to pain.

I looked into her eyes, they were dark and deep, and what was contained in them would surely make people exclaim.A voice in my heart called out: Don't ask any more questions, you can't bear it.

If you don't want to say it, don't say it.If you have anything to come to me in the future, don't think it's just a trouble to me.By the way, stay away from your drunk dad next time.

Zhang Ning hummed again, and there seemed to be mist in his eyes.After a while, she changed her tone, did the teacher say I was stupid?

I don't.I said.The atmosphere instantly relaxed a lot.At this time, Zhang Ning, who had finished applying the medicine, screwed back the cap of the medicinal wine bottle, and the original pungent smell gradually faded away with the artificial wind.I suddenly remembered a question.

Any injuries other than the arm?When ordinary people are attacked and unable to resist, they will habitually shrink their bodies into a ball.That's why I'm asking this question.

Zhang Ning shook her head, I just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but she said: Some are on the back, some are on the thighs.She pondered for a moment, looking at me strangely.I think it is not good to apply medicine in front of the teacher.

I didn't know what to say immediately, but my ears burned for no reason.Didn't her words imply that she wanted me to go away?I had no choice but to take out my mobile phone and pretend to check the time. It was not twelve o'clock yet.

You can go to the bathroom.I took a look at her clothes. Today she was wearing light-colored clothes, and most of the water stains on her shoulders had dried up.I hesitated for a segment and said, if you don't mind, change your clothes, please?Clothes can be dried, and should be dry by two o'clock.I have new pajamas here.

Originally, it was reserved for winter wear, but fortunately it was not too thick.

Zhang Ning stood up, holding the medicinal wine in his hand.She took two steps towards me, a passing distance.I heard her say in a low voice, thank you teacher.

No, come with me and get you clothes.

It wasn't until I walked into the bedroom that I realized that everything in the bedroom hadn't been cleaned up. Zhang Ning must have seen the empty red wine bottle and glass by the bed.But after thinking about it, I felt that I overreacted, wasn't it just alcohol?There's nothing wrong with that either.I thought indifferently.But he didn't dare to look back at her expression.

What I gave Zhang Ning was a set of cotton pajamas with vulgar flowers printed on it.No way, it was the most conservative item in the store I went to, and I simply bought it back because I was too lazy to go to other stores.I dug out the spare underwear from the bottom and handed them to her together.After receiving the clothes, Zhang Ning didn't look at them too much. He put his hands on his arms and asked me, can I take a shower by the way?

Yes, yes, just be careful not to touch the water with your left hand.I thought of the water heater - this thing was left to me by my previous teacher - there should be hot water in it.

Ok.

I nodded, brushed my loose hair, and said: I'm going to cook something.

My own three meals a day are very simple.Sometimes when it’s so hot that I lose my appetite, I don’t want to eat it at all. Just like this, occasionally I have a stomach attack, and I always regret it when I’m in pain.But every time the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten.Until I met Lan, she was responsible for supervising my three meals a day in addition to grocery shopping and cooking.

It's just that she doesn't know that when two people are used to dining, suddenly there is one person missing at the table, and her appetite will always drop significantly.

I don't know how she is doing recently?

I washed the broccoli I bought this morning and thought, I plan to make two dishes, tomato eggs and stir-fried broccoli.Cut the broccoli into pieces and boil in water, remove and drain the water, and put it into the pot again, this time mainly for seasoning.The whole process is very simple, but it takes a little longer to boil.

When I finished slicing the tomatoes and was about to break the eggs, bursts of music came from the living room. I was taken aback, and before I was surprised, Zhang Ning's deep voice also came.The distance between the so-called kitchen and the living room is actually quite close, and I can hear it clearly when standing here.

It's Aurah's "Alloverme". An episode of "Lover with a Teacher", a song sung by a female student confessing to a female teacher at a party, composed and sung by herself.How many people have been touched by this plot.

As a woman who loves women, I have watched many Les films.It's just that as I grow older and return to the ordinary life in my hometown, I almost forget these things.Although this song is still on my playlist.

And now, my student, my favorite student—although I never expressed it—is actually playing and singing this song in my dormitory!

If this can also be explained by coincidence, maybe it's time for me to buy a lottery ticket.

☆, meaning

I can no longer concentrate on breaking the damn eggs, just stir a few times and put some salt.Turn on the fire to heat the oil and egg liquid into the pot, and the sizzling sound burst, and I was finally able to temporarily escape the singing in the living room.

In fact, if you listen carefully, what Zhang Ning plays is different from the original song. After all, there is a band accompaniment in the play, and she only has a guitar.Furthermore, she must have deliberately lowered her voice, making it more melancholic and melancholy, not as full of strong emotions as the original song.The verse of "Pipa Xing" suddenly appeared in my mind, "Let me lower my eyebrows and continue the formalities, and talk about the infinite things in my heart".

Although she couldn't see her movements, it was still appropriate to describe her like this.

When the tomatoes were in the pot, my favorite solo (solo) sounded.I don't know where Zhang Ning found the score. I haven't found the complete score myself. I just saw a section on the Internet, Bm, A, G, D, but when I actually played it, the tune didn't look like it.The little regret of not finding the complete score has been with me until now.

I flipped the tomatoes in the pot indifferently, not knowing what to thank.Pretending not to hear?Or praise her and ask the source of the score?

The tomatoes were almost fried, I added some water, salt and a lot of sugar, a little vinegar, and finally poured in the eggs to soak up the excess juice.The eggs are soft and smooth and the soup is sweet and sour. Anyway, I can't get enough of it.

When she was carrying the dishes to the living room, the music stopped, and so did the song, and she didn't finish singing.It seemed that my presence disturbed her.

Teacher, can I play well?See me coming over, she asked me.

it is good.

So, does the teacher understand the meaning of this song?She asked, her voice trembling at the end.

I only noticed that she used the words "understand" and "meaning".How does she know if I've heard this song?How does she know if I can understand this song?

Jin, you can take care of yourself, children nowadays are much more mature than you imagined, who knows what thoughts are hidden under their innocent appearance.

Han's words reverberated in my head.I shouldn't be thinking so much, but I can't help myself from not thinking so much.

No.I quickly denied it, but I didn't know that it felt like trying to cover up.I do not understand.I said.

Zhang Jing glanced at me quietly, light but heavy, and there was something in it that I didn't want to face up to, maybe it could be called emotion.I clearly saw her lips move, and her throat moved accordingly. What kind of expression was that?

Ah.

After a long time, she made a guttural sound that was almost inaudible.Zhang Ning didn't look at me anymore, he lowered his head and caressed the strings, the single note danced at his fingertips.

The atmosphere froze in an instant, and I knew that this lie would lie quietly between us, and no one would mention it again.I understand her, and she understands me.

Only then did I dare to put my eyes on her lightly. Zhang Ning was still sitting on the wooden sofa, not crossing his legs like most people like to play the guitar.Only then did I remember that I stepped on the only pair of slippers in the dormitory, and the girl came out barefoot.I couldn't help but sigh at the carelessness, but it couldn't be saved.

The pajamas I bought are generally too big, and the loose clothes on Zhang Ning make her look extra petite. The face staring at the white guitar seems to contain infinite melancholy, just like the countless times I have recalled through the material carrier of the guitar. It used to be average.

After a while, Zhang Ning put the guitar down, looked up at me again, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I took your guitar without the teacher's permission."

I shook my head, anyway, I didn't hear much apology in her words.It's just that the hand holding the plate can't support it anymore, not only because of the weight, but also because of the heat.I greeted Zhang Ning and said, "Go and move that small table over there."

Because I only eat alone, I don’t often come to the folding table, and sometimes sit cross-legged on the sofa to eat. Anyway, I am alone, so I am naturally happy and relaxed.At this time, my meal is just a bowl of rice with rich soup.

Zhang Ning responded, opened the folding table skillfully, and asked where I wanted to put it.I said, just put it in front of the sofa, because there are no extra stools.This dormitory is indeed very empty, and there are no extra plants.

Let's eat first.I said, I went to the kitchen cabinet to get chopsticks after I finished speaking. Fortunately, I am lazy and bought two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

During the meal, we didn't communicate with each other except after Zhang Ning casually praised "It tastes good" at the beginning, as if a gap appeared out of thin air.But what can I do?Talking about some things just adds to the annoyance.

After dinner, Zhang Ning asked to wash the dishes, and I didn't shirk it.I went back to my room and changed into a set of home clothes. I don't have classes in the afternoon.After returning to the living room, I looked at her back and then at the hard wooden sofa, feeling a little hesitant.He glanced at the slippers under his feet, and then at the time.I ended up switching back to walking shoes.

I sat down and waited for Zhang Ning to come back after washing the dishes.In the meantime I put the guitar back in the bag, zipped it up and put it back where it belonged.

She was a little overwhelmed standing in front of me, and so was I.Without the sound of the TV, every minute of silence is suffering.

You go to take a nap, there are classes in the afternoon.I opened my mouth to break the silence, then pointed to the slippers on the ground.Go wash your feet first, and then... well, go to sleep in my room if you don't mind.I'll call you again at two o'clock.Can?

She didn't answer immediately, but said: What about you, teacher?

I still have to write some materials, anyway, there is no class in the afternoon.

Um.She said, but she didn't walk away immediately. We stared at each other for a long time in the silent air, and finally I looked away first.She took a few steps forward, raised her hand, then lowered it again.This action has no practical significance, does it?

Sorry teacher.She finally said, stepping on her slippers to go to the bathroom, after a few splashes of water.Zhang Ning entered the bedroom and closed the door gently.I breathed a sigh of relief when she disappeared.

In fact, I don't have any information to write.

I lay down and put my hands behind my head.But suddenly caught a glimpse of the clothes hanging on the sun, not dripping.I think it can be done by about two o'clock?But what if you can't?

I sighed, got up and went to the balcony, and took off my clothes.

The rain stopped long ago, and the only heat in the air disappeared with the heavy rain.The autumn wind blows through, bringing coolness through the clothes.It's a pity that autumn has not been experienced for a long time, and even the idea of ​​mourning autumn has not sprouted, and winter is coming.

When I passed by my room, I carefully opened a gap. On the white sheet, Zhang Ning's side lying figure was covered by a thin quilt. From my point of view, she only occupied a small area. This place is inexplicably distressing.With her back to the door, I wasn't really sure if she was asleep, but it didn't matter.I closed the door and left.

The effect of the dryer is good, the clothes only feel damp in the thicker corners, and the rest are fine.I took out the hair dryer and blow it slowly.I know the soundproofing of my room is not bad, so I won't disturb her.

At 01:30, I had nothing to do, so I lay down on the sofa again.I put Zhang Ning's clothes next to her, so she can see them as soon as she wakes up.

A person's time always feels extremely long, and 1 minute of time can be regarded as 5 minutes.I closed my eyes and thought, at this time in the past, I was probably taking a nap.When the habit becomes natural, what is more is the subtle influence.

I wandered for about three or four minutes, but I couldn't stand the silence any longer.The song started, but it was not a soft tune.I closed my eyes again, planning to just take a nap like this.

However, he fell asleep without realizing it.

When I woke up again, when the school bell rang leisurely, the music had already stopped automatically.There is an intoxicating fragrance in the room.I was startled, and I fumbled for my phone. It was already [-]:[-], and it was time for the first class in the afternoon.

I didn't care about anything else, I ran to the bedroom and hurriedly opened the door.Fortunately, I breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the door frame.There is no one in the bedroom, even the thin quilt is neatly folded, all this tells me that the girl who was supposed to take a nap here has left.It is understandable that Zhang Ning's clothes are missing, but I can't find the pajamas when I look left and right.

Holding the mood of "she won't even take away her pajamas", I walked out of the bedroom, only to see the clothes hanging on the balcony, the vulgar flower pajamas.

I sat back on the sofa and found a note on the floor. It was the paper I kept by the bed for notes, with a simple sun pattern printed on the corner.Previously, Zhang Ning was late because he was worried about his sleeping by mistake, so he was so anxious that he ignored the existence of this note.Probably the wind blows it off.

When I woke up, I saw that the teacher was fast asleep, so I didn't have the heart to wake you up.This letter is hereby reserved.It's time for me to go back to class, thank you teacher for taking me in and lunch. ——Zhang Ning

I read it twice, but I didn't get any special meaning.In the end, he couldn't help but sigh again.The repackaged medicinal wine stood quietly not far away.

On the Tuesday of the next week, I saw the class uniforms of class 90. They seemed to have calculated in advance, and used my class to distribute the class uniforms.I had no choice but to stand at the door and smile helplessly.To be honest, there is still a difference between the real product and the sample, but it is still within the acceptable range.

As early as yesterday, I heard my classmates from 85 complain: they obviously bought maroon, but the courier delivered it was dark red, which was ugly.they said.

When he was in a daze, the squad leader came over with a suit of clothes.Teacher, for you, this is a little thought from our classmates.

The class leader is really smart. He used "you" and "our class" to say "giving gifts" as repaying the teacher. Well, it's really just repaying the teacher.

The monitor also said, I don't know if it is suitable for the teacher, if it is not suitable, you can tell me.

Um.I responded casually, and unconsciously shifted my eyes to the right, where Zhang Ning was.Since she stayed in my dormitory that day, she seemed to have nothing changed. She still chatted when she was happy, but she folded her arms and said nothing coldly when she was unhappy.Only I know that when she talked with me, the emotion in her eyes was enough to shock the whole school.

She is tolerant, I am more than her.

At this time, I heard two girls say, good, good!You have to wear couple clothes.

Of course they were joking, I could tell.But when I figured out who the following gaze came from, I became inexplicably nervous.

Seeing me looking at her, Zhang Ning smiled at me.

☆, competition

I don't know if class clothes count as couple clothes, anyway, I don't plan to wear them for a long time.At most, wear it on the day of the game to give them a face.

I personally don't like to wear red clothes, but I have an indescribable liking for red.Such a bright fiery red color like blood, like blood.Demon ruled and frightening.

I didn't see the scene of my parents' car accident, but every time I woke up in a dream, the scene of the fragile human beings falling in a pool of blood was truly engraved in my mind.This is what people call nightmares.

I think I'm probably a little nervous too.

In fact, no one can say that he is absolutely normal, everyone has a neurotic side.It's just that the degree of expression is different.

Fortunately, I rarely see such a bright red dress.The only time I was impressed was the coat worn by the teacher in the winter of the first year of high school.As I said before, the teacher is very white.The red clothes are like blood, and the skin is as white as jade.The winter in Guangxi is gloomy and cold, the so-called "chemical attack".Most of us were bulky and shivering in the classroom.The teacher walked into the classroom as usual, didn't complain about the weather or anything, she probably only had two clothes on.I have almost forgotten the scene of that day, and the only thing I remember is the moment when the teacher appeared.

The young woman in a red coat with a ponytail.

I know, and I will always remember it.Even if her picture is replaced by someone else on the wall of the school teacher, in my heart, she is still irreplaceable.

The memory was interrupted, and I looked at the squad leader who didn't know what to say, so I had to express my doubts.

Nothing.The monitor quickly shook his head, teacher, I'm going back to my seat first.The squad leader laughed and said that he loves to laugh.

I nod.At this time, the class uniforms were also distributed, and the classroom was full of students' comments on the class uniforms, both good and bad.I didn't listen carefully either.

After about 5 minutes, I asked them to calm down and do what to do.Suddenly thinking of the teacher made me feel a little confused, and I couldn't bear a little noise anymore. I think my face must have become stiff again.

Even if I treat my teacher like this, even if I am happy with her in my heart, I dare not do anything reminiscent of her.Perhaps, the teacher, she may have forgotten me a long time ago.I have never dared to test this conjecture.

But Zhang Ning, the person I thought was most similar to me, has a scheming and courage that makes me ashamed.I began to believe in that sentence: the so-called chance encounter is just the result of many calculations by the one who loves first.

The meaning of some words can only be known by careful taste, and the horror of some things can only be known by careful aftertaste.I have always controlled myself not to think too much, but now that I think about it, I don’t know how many invisible things I have missed.

On Thursday, the radio gymnastics competition officially began.However, the accuracy of my prediction is still there. It rained on Thursday morning and did not stop until noon. Even in the afternoon, there were still small wet puddles on the playground.The game was delayed for a while.The people from the student union took a broom and started sweeping the water.

Prior to this, all students in the school moved stools and sat down as required.To the east facing the stage is the junior high school, and to the right is the high school.This year, the third year of high school was also approved to participate, but tomorrow's school sports meeting will have nothing to do with them.The third year of high school is really a sad existence, I think unemotionally.

At this time, I was wearing a class uniform of 90. Standing next to me was the head teacher who also wore the class uniform. We stood behind the students together.Some students put their hats on like a group of little red riding hoods.The junior high school on the opposite side was crowded with people, and the class uniforms of various colors were in full bloom, like thousands of flowers blooming. The class uniform of 90 didn't have a shirt, but the bright yellow one of class 93 did. The difference between the uniform of a class in junior high school and their class is that there is an extra hat.

A classmate came to chat with us, I listened absent-mindedly, and knew that 90 was played by the third formation.After the school leader's lengthy opening remarks, the pre-prepared class set off with a goose step practiced impromptuly, with not enough momentum to make a sound.

From my angle, I can only see half of the students scratching their hands and feet, and there are many laughs in it.Frankly speaking, it is really not as good as a generation.In our class, how could the movements be so weak?

I'm not interested in watching halfway through.Leaning on the tree, looking around with little interest.

In a trance, someone stood beside me.The squad leader and class teacher have long since disappeared, and they probably went to take pictures or observe tactics.

teacher.Zhang Ning called me softly.

Um.I replied subconsciously, lazily telling me not to move on the tree.In autumn without sunshine, the wind is chilly.

Zhang Ning stopped talking, and leaned against the tree on my right side like me. She couldn't see the game from that angle, and even I couldn't see it clearly.I didn't ask her why she came, but just enjoyed the warm illusion of this moment, which reassured me.I think she felt the same way I did.

Not long after, it was Class 90's turn to play.The squad leader yelled to gather the students who were scattered all over the place, some of them were holding snacks.

Before leaving, Zhang Ning gave me a deep look, and put the phone in my hand, very suddenly.

Teacher, save it for me.She said in a statement tone.

Only then did I remember that the trouser pockets of the class uniform were too wide and the pockets were too small.It's okay to put things in it normally, but it's not suitable for doing exercises.Jumping and jumping, things fell out. There was a precedent for this, when I was a student.Who let me not only hear the sound of crisp metal—cutlery cards—falling on the concrete floor during morning exercises.

Her actions seemed to set a precedent. A large group of girls who were about to go to the waiting area flocked to me, chatting about something. Not long after, there were a bunch of mobile phones in my arms.All kinds of mobile phones and mobile phone cases.

I had no choice but to hold my phone and laugh helplessly, these students.

The time for radio gymnastics is only five or six minutes. I still remember that when I was studying, I danced the fifth set, but I forgot the specific name.

I cast my eyes on the playground. The students had just joined the team and stood up, and the radio rang.It was the first time I watched it after returning to school in the past few months, because there was really nothing to watch.I'm not the head teacher, so I don't have to guard the students.

After the gymnastics, the group of girls took away their mobile phones in a flash. In the end, only Zhang Ning's was left in my hand.A white mobile phone without any decoration, the screen is beautifully broken into spider webs,