undercurrent

There are only a few words, but it is like a thin silver needle, stitching together the dying heart that has been torn apart, making it start to beat carefully again.

Li Fang sighed, and finally stopped resisting these two people. Her voice was not as thin as other girls, and even had some roughness typical of men. The thick nasal and hoarse voice made her voice even more thick.

"Our school is an art university, and all the teachers are only teachers of professional courses, but we still need to take some other courses...like Marx and Chinese and foreign history..." Li Fang sniffed, "Although Wang Lijie and I are roommates, But our relationship is not good, she likes to dress up very much, she may change her boyfriend in half a month, and usually likes everyone to surround her, then one day, she suddenly asked me to take a history class together."

"Our elective courses are taught by teachers from the Huaiyin University of Science and Education next door, so we will go to that school to attend classes. I asked her why, but she just smiled. I thought she must have fallen in love with a boy from another school. Right." Li Fang loosened her hand holding the phone, "So I didn't ask too much, but later I realized that she was not looking for any students, but our Chinese and foreign history teacher Jiang."

"So she took advantage of class time to yell and ask Mr. Jiang if he has a girlfriend, and if he would like to fall in love with her, but Mr. Jiang just smiled and shook his head, continuing to teach." Li Fang stopped here, It seems that he doesn't want to continue talking.