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Chapter 61 He had a hard time

Director Zhang?There are many teachers named Zhang in the school, but when did there be a Director Zhang?

It had been a long time since he had seen an acquaintance, so Uncle Liu started chattering away.

"Every time he comes here, he orders spicy noodles, but he chokes every time, so I make him a lighter version. Then he will say it's not the original one."

As if thinking of that scene, Uncle Liu couldn't help but shake his head, "His lost look shocked me."

This noodle seemed to be spicier. The spiciness smoked Jiang Yue's eyes, making her unable to see clearly.

When leaving, Uncle Liu smiled and stood at the door and told him not to forget to come together next time.

Looking inside, Jiang Yue seemed to see that figure sitting alone in the midsummer of June, the fall of autumn in October, and the falling snow in winter.

He stared at the face in front of him, sometimes smiling, sometimes frowning, and then he took a small sip and choked in his throat, causing him to take several sips of cold water.

Jiang Yue laughed out loud, but when she came back to her senses, there was no one there.

"Teacher Zhang, it's me, do you have time?"

She wanted an answer, an answer that he had lived a good life these years.

Walking through the streets and alleys of Jinyang, Jiang Yue found that she and Cheng Shen had been to many places.

The sea breeze stirred up the smell of gravel, which made Jiang Yue a little confused.

There is a building being repaired not far away, and people around are talking about repairing small bungalows. The people in the city are very foreign-style.

Jiang Yue looked at the building that was taking shape. It was great to be able to see the sea at any time.

She didn't stay here long. She left a series of footprints on the beach, and the sea rose and submerged them.

Red lanterns are hung high on the streets, and colorful lanterns surround the tree trunks. The Chinese New Year is just a few days away.

Jiang Yue sat on the sofa and looked around. Calligraphy and paintings were hung all over the walls, giving off the atmosphere of a bookish family.

The woman hospitably brought the fruit plate, "Come on, come on, classmates, eat the fruit."

She nodded obediently, "Thank you, Master."

Zhou Fan peeled the orange and said with a smile: "He will be back soon, and many students gathered with him just like before."

The sound of the key opening the door came. He dusted off the snow on his body and said, "Here you go, go to the study and wait for me."

"That's what he looks like. Let's go, Master, take you there." Zhou Fan led her to the study room and handed her the peeled orange in his hand, "Old Zhang often mentioned you to me, saying that he had a student who always You disobey discipline and always cause trouble for him. But I know he means so, and you are the pride of his heart."

After saying that, she patted the back of Jiang Yue's hand and smiled softly.

The study room is simply furnished, with a few green plants, many classics on the shelves, and the photos on the table full of youthful atmosphere.

She picked it up and looked at it carefully. The boy inside looked the same as before, his eyes fixed on one person for a long time.

"I've always kept this photo." Jiang Yue didn't hear the sound of opening the door. When Jiang Yue turned around, Zhang Yangshu was standing behind him. It was still the water cup from school. He twisted it twice and continued: "That's the most satisfying one for me. Chi, Cheng Shen is a rare talent."

There was regret in his words, and he noticed Jiang Yue was still there after being distracted for a moment, "Of course, your college entrance examination really surprised me."

Jiang Yue smiled and said nothing. Even she herself did not expect her college entrance examination results.

Zhang Yangshu looked at her, "Are you in contact with him now?"

She nodded and said in a relaxed tone: "You are my junior now."

They talked for a long time in the study room, starting from students and talking about the future. If you look closely, Zhang Zhenren also has some white hair on his head.

"Back then, I promised to help you keep an eye on Cheng Shen, but he didn't show up for two whole days. I called him countless times but got no response. Later I found out that something happened to his family and he owed a lot of debt. He didn’t repeat the course in the first year, and relied on his only design foundation to work continuously to pay off his debts.”

He sighed, his eyes full of regret, "With a high school diploma, he ran into obstacles everywhere. In the second year, I recommended him to my senior brother, and he lived up to my expectations while working part-time."

Jiang Yue was walking on the side of the road. As she grew up, her sense of age became less and less, and Zhang Yangshu's words kept echoing in her mind.

"He has had a hard time in the past two years. The teacher still remembers the scene of the two of you fighting the world together. If it's not too late, don't be stubborn towards each other." The message sent by the mobile phone received a reply with just a few words, and he looked at the empty space. On the street, a chill passed through her heart.

It turned out that she was not around when Cheng Shen needed company most.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Yue packed her things and went back to school.

Wen Yun asked her why she didn't stay for a few more days. Jiang Yue replied that there was someone waiting for her for a long time.

Of course, the best thing is having a mother who always supports her.

The sky was gray and foggy, and snowflakes were already falling when Jiang Yue landed. He took a taxi and went directly to Gaoliyuan.

The lights outside the window were bright, and Cheng Shen was sitting alone in front of the bed. None of the lights in the house were reserved for him.

He didn't feel lonely because he was used to it.

There was a knock on the door, and he couldn't help but be a little confused. Could it be that his aunt came to rent it during the Chinese New Year?

He took out the red envelope from the drawer, stood up and went out.

"Meow"

The voice was lazy and slightly nasal, "Don't make trouble, I'll be right back."

The moment he opened the door, he froze, as if in a dream, and touched his forehead.

It's a little hot.

It turns out that you can see the person you want to see if you have a fever. If you had known, he would have gotten sick earlier.

The next second, a cold hand was attached to his forehead, "Sure enough, he has a fever."

He took Cheng Shen's hand and walked into the house. The hot temperature hit his palm. What on earth was going on with him?

The rollers rubbed against the ground. Cheng Shen pushed her against the wall and blocked the back of her head with his arm. Hot air hit her face, "It's not a dream."

Jiang Yue pushed away the person on her body and walked inside, "Where is the thermometer?"

Behind him, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and gentle light overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

He thought he would never have a home, but now he has a family.

Sure enough, it was 38 degrees 3, and it looked like this during the Chinese New Year.

The sofa was not big, and a coral velvet blanket covered him. Cheng Shen couldn't stretch out as he lay on it, and the snow outside the window was falling.

In the kitchen, Jiang Yue tied up her hair and was busy. This scene was something he had never dared to imagine.

"Meow"

"Mimi, do you want to cook the beans or the rice first?" Jiang Yue looked worried at the several ingredients. How about putting them together?

Thinking this way, she did it like this, adding bottles and jars of seasonings. For a long time, she stared at the 'delicious food' that had just come out of the pot and smiled with satisfaction.

She put the pot directly on the coffee table. She thought she was possessed, but she actually found the sickly Cheng Shen very beautiful.

He was panting and his voice was a bit thick when he spoke, "I don't have the strength."

Just like in the hospital, she blew gently, "Try it."

His brows wrinkled slightly, but soon disappeared.The girl's anticipation made him feel warm, "It's very sweet."

He didn't lie, the porridge was indeed sweet.

This woman wouldn't have spilled half the can of sugar.

(End of this chapter)