A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

"Mr. Hua, where is your home? I have encountered some things, and I can't think of them."

Shu Ange's tone was somber, which attracted the driver's master to glance at her in the rearview mirror.

Hua Ditang didn't know how to answer for a while. He had a very good impression of this young talented girl who liked classical culture, but the two were not familiar with each other after all.

But on second thought, children of this age are most likely to be on the horns, and if something happens to her, he can't bear it.

Hua Ditang slowed down his tone and cleared his throat: "My home is in Homecoming Community, the second floor of Building 3 is on the right."

After speaking, Hua Ditang was worried that Shu Ange, a little girl, was unsafe outside, and coughed and said, "Where are you, I'll drive to pick you up."

After writing down the name of Hua Ditang's residential area, Shu Ange suppressed her joy and continued to say in a somber and lonely tone, "I'm taking a taxi, thank you Teacher Hua, and thank you very much for taking me in temporarily."

After speaking, Shu Ange hung up the phone, and Hua Ditang put down the phone in confusion.

Alone at home, he did not wear gold-rimmed glasses, his long eyebrows and eyes were dyed like ink, his plaid shirt was only buttoned to his collarbone, and his whole person showed a messy and decadent beauty.

When he was alone, Hua Ditang was a little less gentle and a little more unruly. He drank a cup of boiling water, put on glasses, and fastened his shirt two buttons up, and immediately regained his classical literati temperament.

The Homecoming Community has been built in less than six years, and it is not far from the city center and Yuanhua University. After Shu Ange re-reported her address, the master driver quickly sent her to the door of the community.

When she settled the bill, the driver's master persuaded earnestly: "Little girl, you are still young, there are no knots in your heart that can't be solved, study hard and live a good life."

Shu Ange smiled and said obediently with his schoolbag on his back: "Thank you, master, for your concern, the college entrance examination is coming, I'm a little panicked, it's not a big deal."

The driver's master gave Shu Ange a thumbs up and praised: "The students of No. 3 Middle School are all good, come on!"

What a kind teacher, Shu Ange reported Hua Ditang's name to the security room of the community with her schoolbag on her back. After the other party called to verify it, she let her in.

The greening of the community is well done. Some people push strollers to bask in the sun in the yard.

When Shu Ange found the third building, she was a little excited. She was about to go upstairs when she suddenly saw Hua Ditang wearing a plaid shirt and jeans going downstairs.

His outfit is much younger than last time, but his temperament is as steady as ever.

"Mr. Hua, I'm so sorry to disturb you to recover from your illness."

Shu Ange bowed politely to say hello, holding the strap of the schoolbag in his hand, his face blushed, showing a look of guilt and anxiety.

Seeing that Shu Ange's mood was still stable, Hua Ditang felt relieved and smiled softly at her: "Go upstairs, the third year of high school is heavy, so you should pay more attention to nutrition."

She is too thin, Hua Ditang didn't pay attention to it last time, but today I saw her wearing a wide school uniform, a thin and small one, and there was no flesh on her face the size of a slap.

Shu Ange lowered his eyes and hummed, and explained in a low voice behind Hua Ditang: "I eat a lot, but I don't grow meat."

"You girls, none of you feel that you eat less."

Hua Ditang sighed, thinking of his students who were so thin that they kept shouting about losing weight every day.

Shu Ange didn't answer, Hua Ditang's elder's tone was not good.

Don't brush your favorability too high, the other party wants to recognize her as a daughter - the picture is too beautiful and she dare not look at it.

There is a couplet on the door of Hua Ditang's house, the simplest black characters on a red background, and the dance of dragons and phoenixes is majestic.

"Mr. Hua, did you write this couplet yourself? It's really good."

Shu Ange didn't miss the opportunity to flatter, Hua Ditang opened the door and invited her in, shook his head and said, "It's just ordinary, it's a graffiti."

"You are so humble, Mr. Hua, I have finished reading the book you gave me last time. It's well written. I wrote down some experiences and questions in my notebook. I hope you can take the time to guide me. ."

Shu Ange said with a smile, and put the book and her notes on the table.

When she borrowed books last time, she had already thought about how to get closer to Hua Ditang. Borrowing and returning books is not enough, she wants to leave a deep impression in Hua Ditang's heart.

Hua Ditang didn't expect Shu Ange to finish the book so quickly and write down notes. He took the fruit from the refrigerator and put it on the coffee table.

"Sit down, you're welcome, just treat me as your teacher."

As he spoke, he coughed again.

"Okay, Mr. Hua, have you taken your medicine? I see that your face is flushed and your lips are dry. I'm afraid your illness is not serious."

Hua Ditang didn't like taking medicine, but he didn't want outsiders to know, so he answered vaguely, "Just drink more hot water. You seemed to be in a low mood before, did you encounter any difficulties?"

He is a careful and kind person, and Shu Ange silently added a label to Hua Ditang in his heart.

She was sitting on the sofa with her schoolbag in her arms, and her eyes slowly turned red and her head lowered: "Mr. Hua, thank you very much, thank you for being so kind and caring to a stranger. If it wasn't for you, I would have never known what I would have done last time. What the **** are you doing?"

Hua Ditang clearly felt the heavy sadness emanating from her, and she felt more and more that something happened to her.

"Classmate Jinglan, don't be sad. If you have something to say, speak slowly, the teacher is listening."

He has studied psychology and knows that boys and girls need guidance. Sometimes they are not afraid of the sky, and sometimes they are very sensitive and vulnerable.

Things that seem insignificant to an adult may overwhelm a high school student who loses the courage to live.

Shu Ange raised his head, showing a weak smile, his eyes were still red: "I didn't tell anyone, Mr. Hua, I really don't know who to tell this kind of thing. Before I went to see you last time, I just came out of the police station. ."

Hua Ditang was startled, and felt that Shu Ange didn't look like he was going to cause trouble, so he tentatively comforted: "You are still young, relax your heart, prepare well for the college entrance examination, and your life will get better and better in the future."

"Mr. Hua... There's something I've always wondered about, why my sister not only lied to herself, but also forced me to lie for the sake of being a scum. That scum wanted to be strong that day... I, but I reported it. In the case, my sister said that the scum was just drinking and joking with me."

When Shu Ange spoke some words, his mood was particularly sad, the whole figure was like a flower blown by the wind, and his spirit was lethargic.

Hua Ditang suddenly didn't know how to comfort her. This girl with pure, hard-working, studious eyes revealed too much helpless information in just a few words.

But silence, for her trust and talk, is undoubtedly another kind of harm.

[Meow, I thought I was Tangtang (???????) of my intimate teacher + uncle]