C3 I Love You Again

When Shuman returned to the office, she couldn't help but look at Lee Wuchen's office. A few students were talking to him. Lee Wuchen looked through the gap between the students. Shuman was a little lonely. She hurriedly turned around and returned to her seat.

She looked at Lee Wuchen's text message and her mind went blank.

A few teachers were lying on the table taking an afternoon nap. From time to time, students would disturb them and ask about this and that. The teachers had to raise their heads and settle the matter before they buried their heads and slept. They kept changing their positions and were in extreme pain. Shuman pressed the reply button and typed a few words. She thought about it and deleted them one by one.

She closed her phone and laid on the table, wanting to sleep, but she could not enter silence. Ms Ming was online on the other side and was chatting excitedly. The sound of typing sputtered. The sound of typing came from the other side of the Internet. Shuman could not fall asleep even after she changed her posture.

"Mr Lee, are you resting?" Shuman was lying in her arms. She used her phone to modify it for a long time but still sent the message.

Soon, her phone responded.

"How can I sleep? I can't handle the matters of the students. You're already a teacher, why are you acting like a student and being so polite! "

"Do students often send you text messages? It's a pity that you didn't even have a phone at that time! It's already too late to send you text messages every day. I heard that you usually don't reply!"

If it was you who sent it, I would reply. I haven't contacted you for four years, so I can't think of anything else! I'm afraid I can't make up for it!"

Shuman saw this sentence and comforted her. She leaned back in the chair and pressed it without hesitation." Will I make you suffer when I come back? Could it be a moth flying into the fire?"

"I cannot answer. I'm an ordinary person, I can't predict it. "Ever since you came back, I don't even know what I'm thinking. "But I know what will happen to a moth flying into a flame?"

"What is it?"

"Destroy. I would rather you hate me than destroy me!"

"No, I don't want you to forget me!"

"No matter how far you go, I will never forget you. I would rather forget my own name than forget you!" When Shuman saw this message, tears had already rolled down her face. The phone in her palm vibrated again. She opened it and saw only a few words, "Shuman, leave me alone!"

"Ms Lin?" Ms Ming called softly from the other side.

She quickly covered her eyes and smiled as she met Ms Ming's gaze.

"Come over here!" She waved her hand and Shuman threw her phone on the table and sat beside Ms Ming. "Is this Mr Lee's QQ? Look, this is our school's group chat. It's not real and no one speaks. At most, we will inform a meeting and receive some benefits. " No one is talking here! "

Oh? " Shuman turned her head and asked.

"Who would casually talk in the group? That would be spread everywhere. There are many right and wrong people who are less cultured. " The Education Committee wanted the school to create a harmonious teacher team, but in the end, the school created a group and allowed the teachers to be harmonious here! " She giggled softly.

"I guess that's it. You see, the level is low, so Mr Lee probably doesn't go there often!" She guessed, "What do you think he usually does? What happens after he's done with his students? " So you are not a student of this school? "

Shuman shook her head awkwardly and quickly left. She had just walked out of the office with her phone when she saw the lively girl who had spoken to her at Lee Wuchen's door.

She paced back and forth and occasionally tapped her toes to look at the window on the door.

Shuman did not understand and retreated to the back of the door.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, probably because she heard the movement inside, the girl quickly retreated to the back of the corridor. Shuman secretly poked her head out and saw Lee Wuchen open the door. Just as she was about to walk out, the girl quickly adjusted her steps and went up to greet him.

"Teacher, what a coincidence!"

"Ha, where are you going?" Lee Wuchen did not pay much attention to him.

"No, my phone seems to have a problem. I can't get a text message. Mom said she would send a text message at noon, but she did not get it. I have to go outside to fix it. I didn't receive any messages at noon!" She took out her phone seriously and fiddled with it.

Lee Wuchen took out his phone and looked at the time. He frowned. "I'd better wait until after school in the afternoon before going to class. Don't delay class. It's easy for students to be distracted with their phones."

"But it's always something to keep in mind!" She looked at Lee Wuchen with sparkling eyes. "Why don't you send one? I'll see if there's any reaction. " We are facing each other. " She raised the phone in her hand as she spoke.

Lee Wuchen hesitated and helplessly pressed a few buttons. "What's the number?"

"133 * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

" Ah, there's a reaction. Your phone is really amazing! " She jumped up happily, smiled at him, and ran off happily.

Lee Wuchen stood where he was and looked at his phone. He was confused.

Shuman, who was standing here, could not help but laugh softly.

He shook his head and put his phone in his pocket. He walked over and turned around and bumped into Shuman in the corner. He hurriedly helped her up.

"Why are you standing here?" Lee Wuchen did not understand.

Shuman looked into his eyes for a few seconds and could not help but laugh. She pursed her lips and turned away without answering.

In the afternoon, Shuman walked to the sports field alone. Most of the students ran wildly on the sports field and cried out in excitement. The faint sound of a piano came from the school auditorium. She looked for the sound and walked over.

The large auditorium was covered by a lot of drapes. There was a big piano on the stage, and a student was playing a song on it.

Not far away, Wang Lin was sitting there alone listening. Shuman walked over gently. When he saw her, he nodded kindly and gestured for her to sit down.

"Are you used to it?" He opened his mouth first.

"I'm fine. It's just that tomorrow's lecture is a bit nervous! Afraid of forgetting the words!" Shuman was gentle and peaceful.

Think about it. It has been more than ten years. I remember that twelve years ago, Wuchen was assigned to this school. He sat behind my classroom and listened to my lessons every day. The day before the lecture, he happened to sit beside me like you. He watched the person on the stage play an unknown song. "So fast!" Wang Lin laughed and used his hand to feel his white hair.

"What happened to Mr Lee?" he asked. Shuman asked softly.

"He was stubborn! The students really liked him! His personality was very strong. He is so evil, just like his grandfather. You don't know, do you? His grandfather is my teacher! Professor Li is the teacher I respect the most. He has helped me! But Wuchen, this child, During the Cultural Revolution, his grandfather's father was beaten badly. He lacked warmth in the depths of his heart. His son was cold, and he did not care about others. "However, it also makes it difficult for others to enter."

He leaned back a little and sighed. He was both emotional and helpless. "It is said that educators are very noble. Soul engineers are the definition of our generation. " I have worked as a teacher for more than half of my life. Teacher is just an ordinary person. It's just a profession. To support the family, I also have to consider sending them to the food, clothing, and lodging. It's just that the requirements are too high. "Reputation and role models are too many requirements."

"You said that life will give the child a chance to change, but adults will lose the right to pardon for doing something wrong. Am I really wrong? " Shuman was a little confused and helpless.

"Shuman!" He smiled kindly, "It's hard to say if you love this thing."

Shuman was a little surprised.

"You came back to find him?"

"I can't let him go!"

"If he isn't alone now, you'll give up. "Don't come back." He paused and thought for a moment before continuing. "I'm not worried that you can be together. I'm worried. Whether you can hold on for long or not. " Although we're spiritually connected, we have to live together. Life is not as beautiful as poetry! Teacher's life is even more tiring. Do you want to live? Even if you have an outcome, Forget about the reality, let's not talk about the conversation you gave your students and colleagues. If there is another Lin Shuman in the future, can you tolerate it? Of course. Wuchen wasn't that kind of person. Once the things of love and imagination entered the real world, there would be a huge error. "Can happiness be guaranteed? Are you really prepared for this? The relationship between husband and wife is very realistic!"

"I can't accept it. Is it because we used to be teachers and students?" Shuman sincerely did not understand.

"Shuman, there are only men and women in the relationship right now. There won't be any teachers and students. You need to mature and think about this matter. " If he doesn't look like that after marriage, is he still acceptable? "Love and marriage are two different things."

"You guys still feel that teacher and student love..." Shuman was a little annoyed and uneasy.

If it is in society, any occupation, This is not wrong, but in the education industry, " You guys played the rules. It's not like you don't know all about the reputation of the intellectual's scheming and scheming. Your colleagues will use you guys as a topic of conversation. What would the students think? Could it be that you encourage them to be Lin Shuman? Children who are underage do not have the ability to judge! Four years ago, you did not do much. Furthermore, "Wuchen will think too much for you and will not be willing to take this step!"

"Anyone who falls in love needs to be determined and persistent."

"Shuman, this is not only a risk but also a fulfillment of feelings from illusion to reality. It is hard to estimate whether it is good or bad. It is very risky. " After all, the source of your relationship is different from ordinary people, but it is more fragile than ordinary people. "There are many concerns, so you need to prepare more courage." Wang Lin sighed and thought for a while. "It is not like there is no such situation in the school, but the results are not optimistic. It is best to stop at one stage. We cannot go on."

Shuman was very depressed.

Wang Lin patted her on the shoulder. "Let nature take its course. You are all suffering!" He meaningfully turned his gaze to the piano in front of him. He got up and walked over, wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, and placed his hand on the old keyboard. He closed his eyes in intoxication, and a string of powerful notes flooded over.

While Shuman was in a daze, Lee Wuchen sent a text message. There were only a few words on it. "I'm waiting for you. Let's eat together. I'll give you something."