unrecoverable flooding

Time is a very strange thing.

When you are thinking about when it will pass, it will go very slowly, and the days are like years.But it will always pass by inadvertently, and by the time you realize it, it has been a long, long time.

In mid-May, there are only three weeks left before the college entrance examination, and almost every class in the third year of senior high school will stop all classes at this time or before this time to facilitate the final integrated review.

"Okay, that's all for today."

Lu Qingyu stretched, and closed the general review book that had turned to the last ten pages.

Liu Yanchuan nodded, but did not speak.He slowly closed the pen cap, while the pile of books and materials in front of him were still spread out randomly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Liu Yanchuan is very silent today.

If get out of class was over normally, Liu Yanchuan would always smile and ask him to stay for a meal or joke with him, but today he just nodded silently.

Lu Qingyu was not in a hurry to leave, so he simply packed his things slowly, looking for any materials or notes he could give him by the way.

But rather than saying that he was not in a hurry to leave, it should be said that he was a little bit reluctant.

Although it was only a short period of two months, this was Lu Qingyu's first job after all, and Liu Yanchuan was also his first student.Maybe he won't take this kind of part-time job after this, after all, it is very difficult to teach a person well.

Just as he was putting the books into his schoolbag, Lu Qingyu's elbow accidentally knocked off the notebook on the corner of the table.

The A4-sized notebook was flipped by the wind during the fall, and the friction between the paper and the paper made a "cracking" sound.

After putting away the book, Lu Qingyu bent down to pick it up, only to find that a piece of draft paper that he had put in his notebook had been thrown out.

The draft paper was full of examples of object-obedient definite-obedient non-restrictive attributive clauses that he had written when preparing lessons when he first taught Liu Yanchuan clauses.

"Here, here you are." Lu Qingyu handed the white paper folded into a thin square to Liu Yanchuan.

He remembered very clearly that Liu Yanchuan memorized the structure when he was talking about subordinate clauses, but he didn't know if he would use them, so he just gave him the example sentences, so he can refer to them if he doesn't know how to use them.

"what is this?"

Liu Yanchuan looked at the small piece of thin paper in front of him, feeling a little puzzled.

"It's the example sentences of clauses I taught in class some time ago. If you don't know how to use clauses, you can use them for reference."

Liu Yanchuan took the paper, nodded, and then clipped it to his notebook.

"Okay, thank you."

"Then I shall go first?" Lu Qingyu had already put on her schoolbag.

"Okay," Liu Yanchuan nodded, followed Lu Qingyu to stand up, "I'll see you off."

This time, Liu Yanchuan sent it to the bus stop outside the community as soon as he delivered it.

Along the way, neither of them spoke much.It was because Lu Qingyu didn't know what to say. Normally at such a time, Liu Yanchuan would gossip about everyone in his class from his deskmate.But this time, Liu Yanchuan's mood was obviously very low. Even if Lu Qingyu wanted to break the silence and talk to him, he simply replied to Lu Qingyu.

In this case, Lu Qingyu simply stopped talking and walked silently.

Walking, walking, Lu Qingyu unconsciously looked at the neighborhood.

He remembered that it was a chilly spring day when he first came here.In this obviously very old community, apart from the unit buildings, the flowers and trees take up the most space.

Along the way, there are peach blossoms and plum blossoms in full bloom, red, red and white, which are really beautiful, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers from time to time.

In spring, the trees are rejuvenated by the warmer weather and continuous spring rains.The unit buildings in this old-fashioned community are built low, but there are ginkgo trees and sycamore trees planted in front of the unit buildings. I don’t know how many years have passed. The trees are covered with new leaves, tender green, and the crown of the tree has completely covered the roof of the unit building, hiding the unit building in it.

When it rains, from top to bottom, there will be a white mist, surrounded by green trees and old buildings, like Haishi Chenlou.The only things that can be seen clearly are the flowers and plants on the bushes and bushes below.

Time flies, and today is the last time I walk this road, but it is already early summer in mid-May.

The flowers that can bring a delicate fragrance have long since withered, and the ashes return to the ashes.

The tender green on the branches and leaves of ginkgo trees and sycamores has also become dark green with time, and some even turn black.

The sun was not as mild as it was in spring.A round of yellow fireball hung high in the sky, and the light emitted to the ground carried a fiery temperature.

Once the branches and leaves are flourishing, the old buildings hidden in it will become more and more invisible.

There were many bright irregular light spots on the ground, which were cut off by the sunlight after passing through the lush branches and leaves, scattered scattered on the ground, barely proving that he had been here.

Summer has really come.

Lu Qingyu himself has walked this road for more than two months, whether it is long or short, but he also has some feelings, and he will inevitably feel a little bit reluctant when parting.

Why is there always a difference in summer.

He sighed insignificantly.

Lu Qingyu felt that he was in a strange mood about this matter. After finishing an early weekend job and reaping a very generous salary, he should be very happy, but for some reason he thought that he would never have to come and listen The little brat was talking nonsense solemnly, feeling a little empty in his heart.

It's like accidentally stepping on the sky on the towering winding mountain plank road, falling from the clouds, and there is an endless abyss that cannot be seen clearly, and nothing can be grasped...

Although the voice was soft, Liu Yanchuan could hear it clearly.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Lu Qingyu shook his head, "It's nothing."

The community is still very close to the bus station opposite, and it didn't take long to walk there.

"Then, goodbye." Lu Qingyu adjusted his mood and waved goodbye to Lu Qingyu.

"In the future... can I still find you?" Liu Yanchuan said in a hoarse voice.

He lowered his eyebrows, unable to see his emotions clearly.

"Okay, if you have any questions you don't know, just come to me!"

"It's not about that." His voice seemed to be trying to suppress some emotions, "We... are still friends, right?"

"Of course!"

With Lu Qingyu's guarantee, Liu Yanchuan finally raised his slightly drooping head.

"That's what you said, don't forget my gift." He finally laughed.

"How come, you should prepare for the exam first, little brat!"

"Okay, listen to you."

I am used to the little bastard who always likes to show off in front of him, and often argues with him forcefully during class, so I am not used to obeying him like this.

Not long after, the bus came.

Lu Qingyu got on the bus and headed in the direction of University Z, while Liu Yanchuan also left in the opposite direction.

Although Lu Qingyu felt a little bit sad after finishing his work, he was more relaxed.

Thinking of Yang Ningjun saying that he wanted to come to see him a few weeks ago, at this time, he was finally free.

"Junjun, are you there?" Lu Qingyu opened WeChat and sent a message to Yang Ningjun.

"What's the matter, little fish?"

Lu Qingyu told Yang Ningjun that he was free, but Yang Ningjun seemed to have put this matter behind him, and soon his focus was distorted.

"Last time, you said that the brat you taught was not bad?"

"When did I say that he was a bear?" Lu Qingyu was full of doubts, even if he really thought so, when did he say it out of his mouth.

"Don't you often mention this child to me? Most of the time when you mention this child, what you mean is that this little bastard is a thief and you want to fight him."

"Me? I often mention this child to you?"

"Yes." Yang Ningjun gave him an affirmative answer without hesitation.

When Yang Ningjun said this, Lu Qingyu was shocked, and hurried to look through the chat records.

"I just happened to pass by M Ji with Liu Yanchuan, so I tried the cherry blossom flavored cone you mentioned. It's so-so."

"I'll talk to you later, and accompany the children to buy a book."

"Oh my god, Liu Yanchuan is so mad at me, fight me in class!"

"No, I just watched the football game and I don't understand..."

"No, the kid invited me to watch a ball game, saying that he was afraid that there would be no audience."

"You know, he didn't remember the attributive clauses I taught him last week!"

"Wow, I just went to the toilet and he's playing games again, meow meow???"

……

Lu Qingyu flipped through the chat records, his face turned paler and paler.

how so……

"When will you be free, so I can ask for a vacation to come and find you~"

Before Lu Qingyu could reply, Yang Ningjun sent another message.

Lu Qingyu was immersed in inexplicable guilt and unreasonable panic, and had no time to talk to him.

"Why are you ignoring me..."

Yang Ningjun then sent Lu Qingyu an emoji of a "wronged" kitten.

"That's right, that's the kid. Do you want to consider taking him in~ I always feel that he seems to be interested in you~"

Lu Qingyu, who was caught in an infinite panic, opened his WeChat and saw the latest message from Yang Ningjun.

Which pot does not open which pot.

"Get lost!" He blocked Yang Ningjun's mouth with one word and one exclamation point.

The child may just be a little dependent on his elder brother who can take care of him. Lu Qingyu took a sip of water, trying to calm down.

But until he drank all the water in a water bottle, the inexplicable palpitation could not be suppressed, and accompanied by more and more obvious palpitations.

Now that the teaching is over, then, keep your distance, Lu Qingyu thought to himself, as if it is bullshit to say that you are still friends not long ago.

Anyway, good feelings are temporary, no matter how good the relationship is, there will be a day of fragmentation, I don't need to delay both of them because of the child's dependence and my own momentary confusion.

Just like today, walking on both sides of the main road will be fine.

Secretly made a decision in his heart, Lu Qingyu planned to let Fang Zewei bring the gift to the child as well. After all, Fang Zewei and the child have known each other longer than himself.

And Liu Yanchuan didn't know that he had been sentenced to death.

When I was writing an English composition, I remembered what Lu Qingyu had told me, so I took out the draft paper and used it to make sentences according to the clauses.

But facing this thing, I can't always concentrate and often lose my mind.

He always thought about what Lu Qingyu looked like when he was preparing lessons, under what kind of light, where he sat, and what kind of pen he used to write down the example sentences full of handsome characters.

It's like, seeing words is like seeing people.

very nice……