After transferring to another school, I was at the same table as the school girl who had a crush on

Now even if you are a fool, you should know that this plot is not normal.

Shang Yang was dumbfounded by the sweet and seductive voice on the stereo.

Li Qing sat on the sofa, looking at him innocently.

Shang Yang jumped up and turned off the DVD player, and turned to look at Li Qing with a dry smile.

"Hahahaha, I must have made a mistake by the shop that rented the dishes, hahahaha, I will definitely complain to them later, hahaha."

But he was roaring in his heart: Qi Chen, you found a good movie!

Li Qing's ears turned red, his eyes wandered, and he let out an oh.

The sweet voice disappeared, and in the silent darkness, the two sat side by side without saying a word, and the atmosphere became even more awkward. The air seemed to grow tiny hairs, scratching the sensitive skin of the two of them.

Shang Yang's face became hot after he realized it, as if he was sitting on a pile of nails, no matter what.

This is not the first time he has watched a movie.

But it was his first time watching a movie with Li Qing.

He secretly glanced at Li Qing.Li Qing was sitting on the sofa with one leg folded on top of the other, his complexion was glowing with porcelain white luster, his brows were drooping quietly, and his ears were red enough to bleed.

Seeing that Li Qing was more embarrassed than himself, Shang Yang was no longer embarrassed.He approached jokingly and said, "Banhua, your arm is so hot."

Li Qing took a step aside: "No."

Shang Yang aggressively moved towards Li Qing, and his voice became more malicious: "Ban Hua, your ears are also red."

Li Qing tilted his head, his small face tensed: "You are wrong."

Shang Yang chuckled, pushed Li Qing to the corner of the sofa, and maliciously lowered his voice: "Ban Hua, why are you so nervous. You, haven't you seen pornography?"

Li Qing turned his face away, his ears were red and his face was stern, and he didn't say a word.

He hadn't seen pornography.But he's seen it for real.

Inside, boys of the same age were locked together.In the absence of the opposite sex, the same sex is natural.

He had seen several pairs of wild mandarin ducks while taking a bath.

It's not that no one is looking for him.

They were all rejected by him with fists.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he was full of hostility and viciousness, and he was really crazy.

The past experience has become a vicious soil, and he who grows in it is no longer as good as his appearance.

Seeing that Li Qing was silent, Shang Yang smiled, leaned into Li Qing's ear and said: "This movie is not spicy enough, brother will show you a good one to open your eyes another day, I promise you will never forget it."

"..." Li Qing raised his head, fixedly stared at Shang Yang for a minute, and smiled wickedly.

"...Okay, I'll wait."

Shang Yang was stunned for a moment by his evil eyes full of desire and aggressiveness, he almost thought he was dazzled, so he took a closer look.

Li Qing lowered his eyes again, sat upright, his ears were red, and he was calm and steady.

Obviously very shy and cute.

Shang Yang then judged that he was wrong just now.

He got up and went to flip through the disc in front of the TV: "Okay, I won't tease you, I invite you to watch a movie today. Wait, I'll find out if I can find that disc."

In order to force Li Qing, he moved to the corner of the sofa, couldn't stretch his legs and feet, so he couldn't stand still and fell straight towards the coffee table.

Fuck!my face!Shang Yang felt his own inhalation.

next second.

He was hugged around the waist, turned around, and hit someone's chest head-on.

It's Li Qing.

The weight of two people plus inertia, the impact force is not small.Rao is Li Qing's strength, after grabbing Shang Yang, he only had time to fall on his back.

Behind is the sofa.

The two of them fell back on the sofa.Shang Yang just knocked his knee on Li Qing's leg.

This was an awkward posture. In the quiet and dark environment, in the warm air, the two of them were face to face, big eyes to small eyes, and their breaths were intertwined.

Li Qing suddenly had the illusion that the two of them were going to kiss in a second, and stepped back for a moment in embarrassment.

Shang Yang's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and he said in a strange way: "Li Qing...you are really good-looking."

This sentence is too lethal.Li Qing's face burned, and he turned his head, keenly feeling the rapid changes below him.Afraid of being exposed, he pushed Shang Yang.

"... Get up quickly!"

Shang Yang's eyes suddenly flickered, and he said cunningly and rascally: "Ah, but what should I do, Ban Hua, my arm is injured and I can't seem to move!"

Li Qing: ...

Shang Yang raised his hand and showed Li Qing his wound, a finger-long scratch.Judging from the angle of the wound, it should be scratched on the corner of the coffee table.He screamed in pain: "What to do, Li Qing, my hands hurt so much, I can't use my strength, what should I do if I can't get up? Can I continue to lie on Banhua's body?"

Li Qing: ...

The veins on Li Qing's temples twitched twice.

In the next second, Li Qing supported the armrest of the sofa with his hands, gritted his teeth and exerted force, put his arms around Shang Yang on his body, and sat up in a hurry.

Shang Yang:! ! !

The class flower is awesome!

Li Qing gave Shang Yang a helpless look, blushed and pulled Shang Yang's clothes, put him neatly on the sofa, got up and walked out.

Shang Yang was afraid that he would get angry and ran away: "Where are you going?"

Li Qing turned around and said helplessly, "Go find iodine. Your wound needs to be disinfected."

Shang Yang looked at his back for a while, then suddenly covered his face and fell down on the sofa, laughing lowly.

How can this guy be so cute!

When Li Qing found the medicine box and came out, he found that Shang Yang had opened all the windows in the living room.The cold air in winter rushes in, and the room becomes clear instantly.

Facing Li Qing's gaze, Shang Yang murmured: "The temperature of the air conditioner at home was too high just now, I turned it off, it's a bit boring."

Li Qing glanced at the untouched remote control of the air conditioner: "...Oh."

After taking the medicine, Shang Yang found another movie to watch.

This time, the two of them didn't speak again, they didn't miss a single word, and they finished watching the film seriously.

After watching it, Li Qing said: "This movie is pretty good."

Shang Yang nodded: "Yeah."

Is this movie called "European Horror" or "Asian Horror"?

Tears were shed in the film called "Eurasian Psychic".

Although Shang Yang wanted to keep Li Qing to sleep at home.But Li Qing had to go back to take care of Li's mother.

Shang Yang sent him downstairs: "Although the disc is wrong. Let me tell you the content of the film."

Li Qing was thinking about Shang Yang's words on the way back.

"You know the content of the film. In fact, the story told in this film has only one purpose, and that is the power of forgiveness. Sometimes, guilt can help people to change their ways and become a good person from now on. But sometimes, not There is no need to carry the necessary guilt and unnecessary ideological burden..."

"Did you understand? My Chinese is not very good, so that's basically what it means."

The icy wind blows towards his face, sweeping away all his warm and charming thoughts, Li Qing shrank his neck into the scarf, lowered his eyelids slightly, and smiled lightly at himself.

Self-forgiveness?

Those are the words that only those who have made up for their mistakes in the past are qualified to say.

He...is not qualified.

In the steamy bathroom.

Standing under the shower, Shang Yang let the hot water pour down his head, flow down his collarbone to his toes, and flow into the sewer.His bangs were sticking wetly in front of his eyes, blocking his view, but he didn't care.

After washing, he hurriedly grabbed a big bath towel, put on his clothes, wiped his hair and went out.

Passing by the mirror, he brushed his hair with his fingers, and made a gesture of shooting at the mirror.

boom--

Good buddy Xiao thinks about these things, he is really dirty.

but……

He blew on the muzzle, hummed and walked away.

In this world, there are still a lot of filthy people, so he is just a mediocre mortal, and he doesn't have to be a maverick.

Convincing themselves easily, Shang Yang and Li Qing sent a good night text message, turned around and went out to put water on to prepare for sleep.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the room door, he saw Shang Houde with a bag under his arm, and he opened the door drunkenly.Probably because he drank too much, he lost his grip on the door frame for a while, and almost fell to the ground.

Shang Yang hurried up to help.

It was so easy to get people onto the sofa.Looking at the unconscious Shang Houde, Shang Yang silently went to the kitchen to make a cup of honey water, fed it into Shang Houde's mouth, fetched a hot towel, wiped Shang Houde's face, and prepared a basin , ready to pick up the vomit.

After finishing everything, he sat down opposite Shang Houde and stared at Shang Houde with a frown.

When he was a child, Shang Houde liked to go out and drink with people.Every time he came back drunk, his mother would nag and take care of him.

Shang Houde apologized to his mother submissively every time, and then secretly pierced his face with his beard.

But since his mother died, he has given up alcohol.

what is it today?

Probably due to the effect of drinking honey water, Shang Houde recovered after lying down for a while.He lay on the sofa, struggled and squinted his eyes, and after looking at it for a long time, he realized that the person sitting opposite was Shang Yang.

"Yangyang...why haven't you slept yet?"

Shang Yang was crossing his legs, flipping through a biology reference book.Seeing that the person woke up, he closed the book and walked to the room.

Standing at the door of the room, he endured it again and again, but in the end he couldn't.

"I was admitted to the hospital a few years ago, and now I still drink so much alcohol. Your stomach is made of titanium alloy metal. Is it invulnerable to all poisons?"

Shang Houde paused for a moment, then he said: "Yangyang, I... I won't do it in the future, today was an accident..."

Shang Yang pursed his lips and closed the door.

The sound of the door panel interrupted Shang Houde's explanation and scattered it in the air.

In the quietness, Shang Houde sighed softly.

After Shang Yang entered the room, he sent a message to Qi Chen: "Has anyone passed away in Provincial No. [-] High School recently?"

Shang Houde told him before leaving that he went back to the provincial high school, and when he came back he was drunk and had black veils on his shoulders.

Not long after, Qi Chen wrote back: "It's good to save a high school? No one died."

Shang Yang rubbed his fingers on the screen.Not from Shengyi Gao?

Qi Chen said again: "However, there is a news in this area recently. The husband of our biology teacher, teacher Liu Zhishan from the primary school attached to Provincial No. [-] High School, was sued by students and then committed suicide."

Shang Yang's eyes widened in surprise.

Uncle Liu?Shang Houde's best friend?

Liu Zhishan and Shang Houde are college classmates and confidants.After graduation, Liu Zhishan was assigned to the High School Affiliated to Provincial No. [-] High School. Later, due to his wife's job change, he was transferred to the primary school attached to Provincial No. [-] High School as a teacher, living very close to Shang Houde.

Because of this, the relationship between the two is extremely close.

Shang Yang still remembers that when he was a child, his mother was strict with him, and Shang Houde couldn't give him pocket money, and he even clamored to be Uncle Liu's son.

As the name suggests, Liu Zhishan treats students with sincerity and kindness.Every year, after the students Liu Zhicheng graduates, they will evaluate Liu Zhicheng as a teacher like a father.Every year, many former students come back to see him.

He is a good teacher.

Shang Yang's throat felt astringent, as if he had been stuffed with a ball of cotton.He exhaled slowly: "What's going on?"

In Qi Chen's narration, Shang Yang pieced together the whole story.

Liu Zhishan is teaching the sixth grade of the primary school attached to the Provincial No. [-] High School this year.

According to the usual practice, elementary schools recruit students uniformly, regardless of whether they are fast or slow classes. There are several underachievers in Liu Zhishan's class.Under normal circumstances, many teachers will pay attention to the underachievers symbolically, and just give an explanation to the outside world.

But Liu Zhishan's personality is too straight, too true, too stiff and too pure, so he can't learn this way.

For the sake of the children, he would give free make-up lessons to a few underachievers after school every night, and he persisted for several years.

Seeing that these children are about to graduate, there is a sudden disturbance.

Because of cheating in a class test, Liu Zhishan dragged an underachiever to the office to criticize education.Because of that student's bad attitude, he hated iron for being weak, and hit the child's palm twice with a plastic ruler.

The next day, the student's family members rushed to the school, slapped him across the face, and demanded that he pay 1000 yuan for the child's medical expenses, and apologized to the child in front of all the students in the school.

Teacher Liu is willing to lose money, but he is determined not to apologize in front of the whole school.

"For the sake of the child, I am right."

This is what he said in front of everyone.

The parent has always been relentless, made the incident known to everyone, and poured a lot of dirty water.The rest of the parents and teachers defended Liu Zhishan, but they were violently brought back by that parent.After a long time, everyone couldn't afford to offend this family, so they had to be alone.

In order to calm the influence, the school insisted on Liu Zhishan's apology.

Liu Zhishan apologized.

Early the next morning, his family found that he committed suicide at home.

Qi Chen sighed: "The student is a Sanda practitioner. He has grown up in sixth grade. It's not painful at all to get hit on the hand. But it's going to be like that... because he thinks Mr. Liu is taking care of him. Too annoying..."

"Ms. Liu is a noble person. He treats the students wholeheartedly. He also said that he wants to use education to change lives. He is an idealist, but..."

It's just that this is not a time for idealists.

After finishing chatting with Qi Chen, Shang Yang still stared at the rows of words for a long time.It wasn't until late at night, when the screen of the mobile phone was turned off, and it was as cold as iron, that he got out of bed and opened the door.

There was no one in the living room.

The light in the master bedroom was still on.

Shang Yang went into the kitchen to warm a glass of milk, placed it at Shang Houde's door, knocked on the door and left silently.

in the master bedroom.

The window was open, and the cold winter wind was blowing in, making the curtains of the room rustle.A black-and-white portrait of a young woman smiling is placed in the foreground.

Shang Houde seemed to be unaware of the cold wind, curled up in front of the table, writing strokes in his diary.

"Yanan, do you know? Old Liu passed away."

"I still remember that in a university speech contest, he stood on the podium full of vigor and said loudly that he wanted to be an educator who changed students and changed lives. At that time, he was so determined and high-spirited. .”

"I was transferred to the teacher's major at that time. After studying for a year in the muddle, I was still unwilling and at a loss. It was he who told me that the meaning of education lies in changing my mind, changing the unfair era, and changing each specific one after another. And vivid life..."

"He was my guiding light."

"Such a person, such a good person...that's it..."

Shang Houde couldn't write any more, so he put down the pen, covered his face and waited for a long time, then he choked slightly, picked up the pen again, and smiled and said, "Su Lan, do you know that what Lao Liu wrote before he died My advice to Ah Zhen is not to imitate me..."

"Old Liu, such a determined old Liu, told his daughter not to learn from me..."

As the wind howled and shrieked, Shang Houde wrote the last stroke in his notebook.

"...Education changes lives, but whose life does it change?"