My Sand Sculpture Boss

The intense, curious, and sympathetic gazes made me feel uncomfortable all over. I felt a pain like being forced to open the wound and expose it to the air. My chest felt tight and I couldn't breathe.

I hate this feeling.

The onlookers were waiting for me to answer Ms. Pan, but I didn't.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Ms. Pan probably thought that I was going to die and refuse to admit it.She took out her mobile phone from her clothes pocket, held it up high to show people the chat records she had with me a few days ago, handed it to everyone she met, and said, "Xu Xing, you told me these words yourself. Just Like you, be a little vixen to seduce a man, and drag my son into the fire pit!"

Mr. Wang's appearance is somewhat similar to Ms. Pan's. I'm glad he didn't inherit her meanness.When I quarreled with him, no matter what, he would care about my feelings and would not abuse me like Ms. Pan.

I just fell in love with someone, and I don't think I'm wrong.The same is love, why can't I?

Just because I like a man?Although I don't have the ability to have children, I am willing to form a family with him, love and respect him, grow old together in [-] days, and share the rest of my life together.

Suddenly someone jumped out and said, "You can't be together!"

fuck you.

I am not satisfied!

Ms. Pan grabbed my sleeve fiercely again, her eyes were wide open, and the words she said were like the wind blowing in the depths of winter, with a biting chill: "Xu Xing, you are still a teacher? How can you be a teacher like this? What good can you teach? Apart from my son, do you want to harm other people? You crazy, how can you stay away from us normal people?!"

Talking nonsense.

For me, the few words Ms. Pan said were sharply sharpened small knives that cut my flesh one by one, and wanted to execute me to death in public.At this moment, I clearly felt the invisible pressure from my surroundings, which made my heart feel stuffy and I couldn't breathe even more.

I can't see the people in front of me clearly, they are distorted in my field of vision, similar to the square figures in the early handhelds.With the wind blowing, the flowers, plants and trees trembled and made rustling noises, which sounded as harsh as human laughter.

I can't wait to get back home.I feel like I'm a snail, and home is my shell, and as long as I get into that isolated shell, I'm going to be very, very safe.

I pushed Ms. Pan away with all my strength, and watched her stagger and fall on the hard concrete floor, feeling a kind of pleasure after revenge in my heart.Ms. Pan quickly stood up, she was so angry with me, she stretched out a finger of her left hand, and pointed at me tremblingly: "Xu Xing, why don't you die!"

She was like a pissed off child, cursing me to death.

I also answered her like an exasperated child, "No way!"

I listened to her abuse at me, turned and left the school.I walked very slowly along the way, and when I got home, my chest tightness was not relieved, my head hurt, and I had no appetite to eat.I knew that I was probably sick because of Ms. Pan's anger, and I needed a good rest.

I didn't deal with the potatoes and spinach I bought. I just soaked the pineapple in salt water and cut it into small pieces and put it in a bowl.I found a small bottle and inserted the flowers I folded, and put it and the pineapple in a conspicuous place where I could see it when I entered the door, and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

I didn't sleep well, and as soon as I closed my eyes, Ms. Pan's face automatically appeared in my mind. She opened and closed her mouth and kept saying, "Xu Xing, go to hell."

Annoyed like mosquitoes in summer.

While I was half asleep and half awake, I heard the door open, it must be that Mr. Wang came back.I should have picked him up, but I was so uncomfortable that I would lie back where I was when I moved.After a while, I heard him walk into the bedroom, so I put the quilt over my head, grabbed the corner of the quilt with both hands, and looked at him with my eyes exposed.

I asked, "Have you seen the flowers?"

He said, "I see."

"Does it look good?"

"Looks good, if you fold it casually, it looks good."

I laughed softly, and said to myself, Mr. Wang, you are such a fool, you don’t just fold flowers casually, I secretly broke off the most beautiful branch and gave it to you.

I asked again: "Is the pineapple sweet?"

He replied: "Sweet."

Sweetness can make people happy.When he is happy, I will be happy too, and I will be able to forget about Ms. Pan.

Sweet is good.

☆、Looking at the Spring Breeze (22)

At seven o'clock in the morning, I go to work as usual.As the saying goes, "Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles." I knew that after one night, the story of Ms. Pan questioning me at the school gate had spread throughout the campus.

My colleagues and students still greeted me when they saw me, but they looked at me with more intriguing emotions. After Ms. Pan made a fuss, I am no longer equal to them, or I am no longer one. Normal people can barely be classified as "primates with neuropathy".

People at school talk about me in private, and I know that.These voices are as pervasive as the wind to me, whether they are benign or malicious, they make me sleepless.I just fell in love with someone, and I don't think I have anything worth talking about. "

Perhaps, in the eyes of some people, I am a heinous monster who will be killed by the party representing justice sooner or later.But they don't know that they are also monsters in my eyes, the kind that can eat people.

Forget it, it's okay.Just go home, as long as he is at home, I will not be afraid of anything.

I walked into the classroom as usual and taught the students as usual.After half the class, a girl stood up and asked me a question.

Yesterday I ran into her smoking a cigarette with some boys on the stairs.I looked uncomfortable, went over and scolded a few words, and asked her and those boys' names.

Those boys didn't learn how to lead bad girls, so I told their class teacher to fix it.As for her, she was just a 16-year-old girl, and I saved face for her by not filing a complaint.I just called her during the break and frightened her a few words.

At this time, she stood up in the classroom and asked me: "A taxi driver picked you up from get off work last night, and I saw him kiss you. Teacher Xu, who is he?"

It's no secret that I take a cab home from get off work every day, but this girl is total bullshit.

I walked home alone yesterday, Wang Xiangqian is in the next city, will he pick me up by plane?I feel great malice from this 16-year-old girl. If I expose her lie, I don't know how many people will believe what I say on this cusp.

It is wrong not to admit it, and it is wrong to admit it.

The incident was simply ridiculous.

I said to her, "Get out."

The girl strutted out without any guilt.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, I kept my face calm, packed my books, and walked out of the classroom.I took big steps, just wanting to leave quickly, and I didn't want to hear their voices talking about me.I am like a monkey with a funny face, locked in a cage for people to admire.

I walked all the way to the office door.The door was not closed tightly, and a small gap opened.My colleagues sat inside and laughed loudly: "Xu Xing, do you know about Xu Xing? Just now that crazy woman came to make trouble again, saying that Xu Xing seduced her son and wanted to ask the school leader for an explanation. "

"real or fake?"

"What do you say is true or false? Xu Xing is looking for a man or a crazy woman to make trouble?"

"Of course it's Xu Xing, is he real or not?"

"I think it's true. You don't count how old Xu Xing is this year? Is he over thirty? He's still handsome, but he doesn't find a girlfriend. It's not obvious that there is something wrong."

"Isn't it disgusting?"

"He doesn't care at home?"

"I heard that Xu Xing's parents divorced long ago, and they are not in Yuyang. It's fine if they're not here. If I were Xu Xing's parents, I would be so angry that my son did such a disgusting thing."

I want to be respected, but that word is mostly used to describe those who are outstanding.An outlier like me has probably lost the qualification to be respected, and the only suitable word left is disgusting.

I should have pushed open the office door, walked in, and slapped the person who said that so hard that he would never be able to speak.But I don't even have the courage to push open this door, let alone do other things?Feeling lost for a while, I turned around and left holding the books and materials with my name on them.

My mind was blank, and my chest was so painful that I couldn't breathe gradually, so I had to walk slowly.But I don't know where I should go. I still have my class today, and I can't go home.

After walking aimlessly for a while, my mobile phone rang suddenly, and the caller ID was my teacher. Now the leader of the No. [-] Middle School in the city usually takes good care of me.I picked up the phone, and as expected, his angry voice rang out, asking me: "Xu Xing, is it true?"

I said: "Yes."

He didn't expect me to admit it so bluntly, with a slightly surprised tone: "How...how did you do this kind of thing? You are a good boy, the teacher believes you are just a moment of confusion, as long as you say no, None of that is a problem now..."

I'm not a good boy, I'm actually a selfish ghost.When I was young, my cousin had an accident and was unfortunately stabbed by a fruit knife when he was arguing with someone.This is a big event, and the parents who got the news will take me back to the countryside.Back then, I really liked going to the countryside to play. I was afraid that my parents would not go, so I thought to myself: "Cousin, please don't be unwell. If there is nothing, I won't be able to go back to my hometown to play."

Then my cousin died and I became a good boy.No one knew that I, a good boy, had such vicious thoughts in my heart. My family and teachers only praised and boasted to me.As for my poor cousin, his name is rarely mentioned except for the Qingming Festival or the festival every year.

For my teacher, dating a man is the only stain in my life.

I know that as long as Wang Xiangqian and I break up, I will still be the good boy with no flaws in everyone's eyes.But my selfishness does not allow me to do this. I feel like the ignorant old woman in "Rashomon" who plucks dead people's hair and makes wigs to make money.

retribution.

I smiled: "Teacher, I'm going to class, so hang up first."

I forcefully hung up the phone.

My Mr. Wang said he wanted to hold my hand in the sun and I wanted to too.Although this move is "crime in the sun" in the eyes of the public, I am willing to bear such a crime.Because I, a selfish ghost, think that love is not a sin. How can such a beautiful word be a sin?

When I got off work in the evening, Wang Xiangqian came to pick me up as usual.He stood beside the taxi, across the crowd, and waved to me.

I smiled at him and strode over to take his hand.The sun above my head was bright, and I saw his shadow on the ground and me, close together.

Mr. Wang looked at me in surprise: "Xu Xing?"

I felt that he was not very happy, and he loosened his hand: "What's wrong with you?"

"I have something to ask you."

I was confused and got into Mr. Wang's car: "What do you want to ask me?"

He put on his seat belt and looked at me: "Xu Xing, I found a bank card at home just now. The card number is exactly the same as that of the so-called landlord. It's in your drawer. I just want to ask you, when you started Just lie to me, is it interesting, is it fun?"

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He misunderstood me.

I quickly explained: "Your money is on the card, I didn't spend it."

He said: "It's not a question of whether to spend or not. If I don't find out this time, are you planning to lie to me forever? I asked you a few years ago why the landlord never showed up, and you just made up nonsense to lie to me. I look very Is it easy to lie?"

I had a headache, and the tightness in my chest that was finally relieved was aroused by his words.Yes, I did lie to him at the beginning, because I wanted to lie to him to live with me, and I lied to him because I was afraid that he would lose face and be unwilling to live in my house.Later we got together, I didn't take this matter to heart, and I didn't touch the money on the card.

It was indeed my fault, it was my fault.

I took a deep breath: "I'm sorry."

Mr. Wang laughed and said nothing.

After he sent me home, he explained that he would drive the night train and left the door.I had no appetite to eat, so I lay on the bed, obviously tired and wanted to sleep. When I closed my eyes, the faces of Ms. Pan, my colleagues, and my students emerged.They laughed together and shouted together: "Xu Xing, you are so disgusting."

I hate the sound and hearing it makes my head hurt even worse.

I realized that I was sick, so I went out to the hospital while Mr. Wang was away.After looking around, the doctor's advice to me was to go to a psychiatric rehabilitation department.

I went there and was diagnosed with depression. Fortunately, it is not serious and can be cured.

I wanted to laugh for a while, I like reading books, I have ever fantasized about which novel my life will be?Is it Anna Karenina or Pride and Prejudice?But I was wrong, my whole life was actually "Don Quixote".

I prescribed some medicine from the hospital.

I went home and found a few small candy boxes to hold them, disguising the bitter ones as sweet ones.Subconsciously, I don't want to tell Mr. Wang about my illness. He is already very tired from work on weekdays, and it would be too hard for him to devote himself to taking care of me. I don't want to see him frowning.

Mr. Wang is the Dulcinea of ​​my dreams.

Anyway, what I have is not a serious illness. I take the medicine on time, cooperate with the treatment, and don’t think about any troubles. Sooner or later, I will get better.

In order to get better sooner, I had no appetite, so I cooked myself a bowl of instant noodles for dinner, and lay down on the bed after taking the medicine.I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but when I close my eyes again, those faces that disgust me never appear again.

I slept until dawn, got up, packed up and went to work.The school is going to have a monthly exam today, and I was arranged to invigilate the exam.Seats are arranged according to the academic performance of the entire grade. The exam rooms with higher numbers are all top students. They can basically do the papers, so there is no need to read them.The scumbags are concentrated in the next three games, so there is no need to watch them, anyway, they don't know how to do it, they peck at each other, even passing the answer with a note can't pass the answer.

Another teacher and I were arranged to be in the penultimate session. The girl who asked me the question yesterday was also there, and she greeted me with a smile, but I ignored her.

After the papers were distributed, I sat on the podium and watched the students below make the papers.This scene reminds me of when I was studying with Mr. Wang.Once I missed an exam due to illness, which caused my seat to be ranked last in the monthly exam.

Mr. Wang sat across from me, winking at me during the exam, throwing a ball of paper on my desk from time to time, asking me to save his dog's life, and always stretching his neck while the invigilator wasn't paying attention, making a long and soft voice Shouted: "Xu Xing, baby, Dad, show me your answer." I was so harassed by him that I couldn't do the questions, so I tore off a corner of the draft paper and wrote down the answers to fill in the blanks and choose.

"Thank you, Dad, my son wishes you the title on the Gold List!" Before Mr. Wang had time to pick up the ball of paper I threw on the ground, the invigilator first noticed his little tricks and quickly came to him.

Mr. Wang had no choice but to trample the little note under his feet.

The invigilator turned pale: "What are you doing whispering?"

Mr. Wang said innocently: "I didn't whisper to each other, I was reading the topic."

The invigilator sneered: "It's the first time I saw someone reading a question without looking at the face of the classmate next to him. What's the matter, doesn't he look good?"

"Yes, teacher, the classmate Xu next to me is a grassroots student in our grade, and a bunch of people fell in love with him at first sight. If I were a woman, I would write love letters to him every day, and I would not marry unless he was the only one."

It was the first time he praised me explicitly, I couldn't hold back and smiled.

"Stop talking nonsense, lift your feet up, and I'll see what's underneath."

The little note I threw to Mr. Wang was at his feet, and I became worried for Mr. Wang.I am a person with a good child filter, even if I am caught cheating, I will not be criticized too much.On the contrary, Mr. Wang will get zero points again.

I turned my head slightly to see Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang swallowed nervously, and smiled apologetically, "Teacher..."

"Don't talk nonsense with me, lift up!"

Seeing that he couldn't get away with it, Mr. Wang stiffened his neck and reluctantly raised his feet, as if he was going to die calmly.

But there was nothing under his feet, and the three of us were stunned.

Mr. Wang reacted very quickly, he got cheap and behaved, and said innocently: "Teacher, I was really studying the topic just now."

The invigilator lowered his head and looked carefully several times, but he couldn't find the paper ball I gave Mr. Wang.He glared at Mr. Wang, his face full of anger: "Don't be playful, do the questions well!"

Seeing the teacher walking away, Mr. Wang raised his legs, glanced at the soles of the shoes quietly, and buckled the paper balls out.He chuckled at me: "God help me, this baby is stuck in the sole of my shoe."

I also looked at him and smiled.

I was really happy at that time.

I sat on the podium and looked at the students below. Suddenly, I found that the girl was passing a note to the student in front of her.I walked over and knocked on her table: "Take it out."

She giggled at me, showing no sign of fear, and handed the fluffy piece of paper to me: "Mr. Xu, I didn't cheat."

I don't know where she got the courage to say that she didn't cheat, and opened the note. What was written on it was not the answer I imagined, but a few words:

"Mr. Xu, your boyfriend is really a taxi driver. I really saw it this time. If you go and hold him, he is still reluctant. Teacher, you don't know how you look with your hot face on your cold ass, How funny."

"Mr. Xu, is it because they don't like you at all, and they are with you because of your pity?"

My good mood was completely ruined by her words, and I kept thinking about the scene of Mr. Wang's cold war with me yesterday. I lied to him. He must be very sad, and he refused to say anything to me.I felt more and more guilty and flustered, so I quickly tore up the note and asked the girl, "Do you hate me?"

The girl turned her pen and nodded, "If you meddle in my private affairs, I'll take care of yours too, otherwise it's not fair." She looked at me again and smiled, "Mr. Xu, are you going to kick me out? Or invite your parents? "

I have been a teacher for several years, and this is the first time I have seen such arrogant and domineering students, who challenged me time and time again.I also laughed: "I won't bombard you. If I bombard you out, if your classmate asks you what's going on, you'll add fuel to the story and say how you were wronged by me to avenge your own personal revenge. Your classmates will say that I'm unreasonable and Shameless, you will become a 'great' person who dares to resist, attracting everyone's attention. Unless you are really cheating, I won't kick you out, so you don't have to worry about it, just be honest."

She stopped smiling, but I wasn't happy at all.

I like Mr. Wang.But I never knew that the word "like" can be reduced to a knife for others to attack me.In fact, it was all because of my naivety. After reading a few love stories written in novels, I believed that love is equal and beautiful.But real life tells me that everyone is not equal. Princesses and princes can be blessed, but princes and princes should be cursed.

Cursed to die.

At the end of the long hour and a half, another teacher and I went to collect the papers.During this process, that teacher avoided me, for fear of being infected with some terrible virus by me.

Ah.

The author has something to say: I was writing yesterday and shamefully fell asleep.As soon as I opened my eyes, it was dawn. My mother was too scary, and I couldn’t take a nap today.

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Not long after, the school informed me that I was suspended.Ms. Pan went to the school to make trouble again, this time not only she, but also several parents. They believed that I, a psychopath with a bad style, would teach their children badly, and asked me to pack up and leave.

I teach very well, and I have won a prize, excellent at the municipal level.In the past, many parents put their children into the classes I teach, or called me to ask if I had time to make up lessons for their children in private.

Now everything has changed, I am crazy, no one in the school needs me anymore, staying will only affect the reputation of the school, and I have to go.I have no objection to this, and will come to the office to pack up and leave.However, I didn't have anything worth cleaning up, so I took some water and watered the pothos I raised.

It grows well, with green stems climbing the flower shelf, and every leaf is facing the sun.

I saw a strawberry-flavored candy on my table, and a small note beside it: "Good afternoon, Mr. Xu>3<." The six characters are exquisitely written, which should be a girl's handwriting .

I don't know who she is, but she has the guts to secretly care about me at this time. She is a gentle and lovely little girl. She doesn't show up in front of me, which is also a kind of respect for me.

To be honest, Mr. Wang and I don’t really need anyone to stand up and defend us out of righteous indignation. After all, the world is too tolerant of us. It is the best respect for us to expose as little as possible to others.

I picked up a pen and wrote a sentence on the back of the note: "Good afternoon to you too, thank you for the sugar >3<"

I know that if I leave, I may never see this little girl again.I took away the candy she gave me, it can always remind me: "Xu Xing, there are still people who care about you."

The sunshine was just right at 02:30. I walked slowly on the street and passed a fruit shop.There are a lot of unpeeled pineapples outside the store. I remember that Mr. Wang said the pineapple was delicious a few days ago, so he picked a big one, asked the boss to peel it, and brought it home to Mr. Wang.

As soon as I entered the house, I received a message from Mr. Wang.He told me that his sister, who worked in the city, was coming to visit at night, and she wanted to see me.Because of Ms. Pan, I really had a bad impression of Mr. Wang's family. I felt uneasy, but I still replied: "Okay, I don't have to pick me up from school tonight. I'll go back early and buy something along the way."

Mr. Wang also answered me with a good word.

I looked at the chat interface between me and Mr. Wang, looking forward to what he could say to me.However, time passed by, and he didn't chat with me anymore.When I was distracted, the pineapple-cutting knife directly scratched my finger. Fortunately, the wound was not big, so I could just use a Band-Aid to cover it.

I finished the pineapple, read in the study for a while, guessing that Mr. Wang would be back soon, went out to a nearby restaurant and ordered a few dishes to take away.

When I got home, I just put the hot dishes on the plate, and when I was in the study, the phone rang.I thought it was Mr. Wang calling, so I went to pick it up excitedly, but the caller ID was my father.

After Lao Xu and Ms. Zhang divorced and formed their new homes, apart from calling me a few times during the holidays, they had no contact with me in normal times.I subconsciously glanced at the calendar. Today is not an important holiday. I can't figure out why Lao Xu called me.

I connected, and Old Xu's angry voice came to my ears: "Xu Xing! What's the matter with you? You're with a man?!"

I guess it was my teacher who told Lao Xu about it.The teacher can't talk to me, and he can't bear to see me lose my good job and future. Maybe I want to rely on my parents to fish me out of the "mire".

He continued: "You can, Xu Xing, lose your job! What kind of words spread out, our family's face will be completely wiped out by you Xu Xing! When people mention me in the future, they will say that my son is crazy, I am his crazy father, what do you tell others to think of him?"

"Dad, I..."

"No need to explain." Old Xu interrupted me, "The other party's parents have gone to the school to make a fuss, saying that you seduced her son, and in the chat records you still look like a seductress, you are shameless, we The family is shameful. Now hurry up and find me a girlfriend honestly..."

I hung up the phone.

I really didn't like what Lao Xu said, so I turned off the phone.I leaned on the sofa, looked at my watch, and then at the door, thinking about Mr. Wang and going home, I couldn't wait to see him.

When it was almost seven o'clock, I put the dishes in the microwave and heated them again.I tried frying a shredded potato again, but it was too unpalatable, so I threw it away.After a long time, I heard the sound of the key opening the door.There are two keys to the house, one for me and one for Mr. Wang. Needless to say, he must be back.

I ran to the door, but saw Mr. Wang happily leading a little boy in. After he glanced at me, he obediently called out: "Hello, Uncle Xu."

This unavoidably surprised me, and I asked Mr. Wang, "Whose child is this?"

"It's from my sister's house. My sister won't come. The child is clamoring to come here to have a look. I'll send him back later."

"Did you teach him that just now?"

"Yes, I taught him. I told him, after you enter the house, whoever you see is good-looking, you can call Uncle Xu to whomever you like."

I understand that Mr. Wang wants to get rid of the fact that I cheated him of money, and use this method to put us on the wrong side of each other.I smiled at him: "Come in now, what are you doing standing at the door." As soon as the boy entered the door, he ran into the house like a fan, turning east and west, as if he was looking for something again.

I was afraid that he would fall, so I hurriedly followed him into the bedroom inside, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Without even thinking about it, the boy said, "I heard from my mother and grandma that my uncle raised a little fox at home, and said it was a good at seducing people. I just want to see what it looks like. Uncle Xu, where is it?"

I shuddered.The image of me as a "little vixen" has become so deeply rooted in people's hearts. Although I am angry, I can't blame an ignorant child.At his age, he doesn't even know what "little vixen" means, maybe he just accidentally heard the elders talking about it, and he was just curious for a while.I was even more flustered. It turned out that I had become the talk of others after dinner, and the protagonist of the family's gossip.

I subconsciously tried to find my medicine, but I took it this morning and couldn't take it again.

I regained my composure and said to the boy: "There is no little vixen at home. It was mischievous a few days ago and fell down the stairs and died."

"Oh." The boy looked at me dejectedly, "I just came here to see it."

"Sorry to disappoint you."

The boy ran out without saying a word.I went to the bathroom, locked the door and looked at myself in the mirror.I tried in vain to find the similarity between my face and "vixes". All vixens are charming and affectionate. I am neither charming nor affectionate. My facial features are not pampered. Sick and haggard, very unlovable and pitiful.

I turned on the faucet and poured water on me in the mirror.The me in the mirror immediately became blurred and even uglier.I wiped the water on it with a towel and said to myself: "You are so ugly."

Through the door, I heard the laughter of Mr. Wang and his little nephew. They were very happy.Mr. Wang has always liked children. When he went shopping, he could not help but go up to tease the children who were cute.Then he sighed to me: "Mr. Xu, look how wonderful children are. It would be even more perfect if you could give me a few."

It was obviously a joke, but I felt sad.

Maybe I'm being too hypocritical.

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I tidied up my clothes and pushed open the bathroom door: "Would you like to eat? I bought stir-fried vegetables outside and it will be cold after a while."

"Doesn't uncle's house cook?"

"Yes, uncle came home late today and has no time."

"Doesn't Uncle Xu cook? My mother usually cooks in my house. When my mother is not at home, my father does it."

"He won't. Anyway, with me, he doesn't need to learn to cook."

I listened to the conversation between the two of them, and unconsciously began to imagine what it would be like if Mr. Wang hadn't met me again.He may meet a beautiful girl, they have a wedding, and receive the blessings of all relatives and friends.After marriage, Mr. Wang will have children of his own and a cat at home.At that time, Ms. Pan will be a good mother-in-law, and her elder sister will bring her little nephew to visit from time to time, and the little nephew will run around the house to see Mr. Wang's cat.

They will be happy, and I long for that happiness.

I was absent-minded about the meal. Mr. Wang saw that I was not feeling well and asked me what was wrong and whether I should go to the hospital.I haven't had chest tightness in the past two days, which means I'm getting better and don't need to go to the hospital.I replied that I had a cold, not a serious illness, and it would be fine in a few days.

After dinner, Mr. Wang cleaned up the dishes and went to send his little nephew home.I guarded the empty home, and took out the candy that the unknown girl gave me. Once I put it in my mouth, I didn't feel how sweet it was.I rewrapped it and remembered my medicine again.They are in my bookcase.Mr. Wang doesn't like reading. He never digs through my bookcase. It can be said that it is safe to store medicine here.

I took another one, and after a while I felt sleepy and fell asleep in bed.I don't know how long it took, but I heard someone calling me, more and more anxiously.Opening my eyes, seeing Mr. Wang staring at me nervously, I smiled unconsciously: "What do you think I am doing?"

"Xu Xing, did something happen to you? If you feel uncomfortable somewhere, you have to tell me."

"I'm a teacher, what can happen to me. Don't be too nervous, I just have a cold. I have asked for leave for the past few days and I won't go to school. After a while, I will recover from my illness. Let's go to the movies. It's been a long time I’ve been.” After a few words, I felt thirsty and said, “Pour me a glass of water.”

Mr. Wang brought a glass of water and handed it to me: "It's just right, neither cold nor hot." He watched me finish drinking the water, and said, "Xu Xing, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you a few days ago, you take the money It’s very good, it can help the family save money. A few days ago, I..."

He suddenly stopped talking.

I forced myself to sit up: "What's wrong?"

Mr. Wang hugged me tightly, and said in a low voice, "I had a small meeting at home a few days ago, talking about the two of us... I feel bad, I shouldn't lose my temper with you. Xu Xing, I really like you. I liked you from the first moment I saw you. When I was expelled that year, I didn't want to return your book. As long as I don't return the book to you, I won't be completely broken with you. "

"Then why won't you give me the address?"

"I was expelled and I didn't graduate from high school. I don't deserve you."

"Then why did you say you liked me later?"

"I haven't seen you for ten years...Xu Xing, they don't know that I missed you when I was in school. I have already prepared for a long-term struggle. I will not break up with you no matter what they do. Don't break up with me, okay?"

Hearing Mr. Wang's pleading tone, my heart softened first, and I quickly comforted him: "No matter what, I will be with you."

Only then did Mr. Wang look a little happier: "Do you remember? I ordered a song for you on TV when I was studying. It was so precious. I wanted to confess my love to you that day, but I didn't dare to say it. Hey, My grandson did it, if I said I like you at that time, wouldn't I have been spared the pain of lovesickness for a few years?"

I asked Mr. Wang: "Why do you think I will promise you?"

"You are in my arms now, why didn't you agree to me?" Mr. Wang asked again, "How about that song?"

I remember that song. At that time, on-demand stations were popular on TV. As long as you paid money, you could watch any singing, dancing, and cartoons.It was summer vacation and I was doing my homework at home when the phone rang.That would be a popular landline, I ran to pick it up, and I knew it was Mr. Wang's voice: "Xu Xuewei, you watch TV, that...that on-demand station. Watch it now, I spent a lot of money to order a song for you! "

Mr. Wang's tone made me see that he was anxious. I couldn't help laughing, and immediately put down my homework and turned on the TV.Mr. Wang ordered me a little love song in Hokkien called "Wang Chunfeng":

"Under the lamp at midnight without a companion, the spring breeze blows across the face."

"Unmarried at seventeen or eighteen years old, I met a young man's family."

"Sure enough, Peugeot's face is white, who's child?"

"If you want to ask about Yi Jing's evil situation, your heart will explode.