Knight of the Blue Lagoon (The Past of Tao v)

3.After class

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After class, Tang Jiahui walked alone on the avenue outside the school. It was raining in the sky. The sound of tires and the road rubbing at high speed contrasted with the tranquility of the classroom before, like falling from the Rainbow Bridge onto the road of mortals.

There are so many confusing things on weekdays, I just think about them when I stand alone in the rain.

A MiniCooper suddenly slowed down, the window slowly lowered, and the flashing right turn signal flashed a heart

"Where to go? give you."

Tang Jiahui stopped, took a look, and got in the car without thinking.

"Where to go?"

"Front."Tang Jiahui actually doesn't know where she is going.

"Why alone?"After a while I asked again.

"Aren't there two now?"Tang Jiahui glanced at the teacher beside him.

Neither of them knew what to say for a moment. The car kept driving until they entered the bustling urban area. The teacher did not drive home. He kept walking and kept walking, as if he was going to the world. At the end of the road. Along the way, Tang Jiahui looked out the window. Everyone in the city was busy looking for what they wanted. Some were looking for careers, some were looking for lovers, some were pursuing dreams, and some I was looking back on the past... sweat and rain, flowing in the hustle and bustle, confused in loneliness.

The car passed through the city.

The teacher glanced at the time and it was already past 8 o'clock:"Let's go eat!"

"OK."Tang Jiahui immediately leaked these two words

"What to eat?"

"whatever."Tang Jiahui is not very interested in eating at the moment.

The car parked in front of a small shop that looked neat and simple on the outskirts of the city. In every city and every district, there will be such small shops, without gorgeous decoration, serving the most original food. We don’t know the smell, mostly because we didn’t pay attention or were unwilling to pay attention. The gorgeous aroma in high-end restaurants is the same everywhere, and the simple smell on the street can give people the most real feeling.

When sending Tang Jiahui back, Yu It has stopped, and the clear night is left in the city. The place illuminated by the lights is the direction of the heart.

Another week after class, Tang Jiahui quietly observed the teacher's after-school procedures. When the teacher came out of the toilet, she was standing at the door

"teacher"

"Tang Jiahui, is there anything you don’t understand in class?"

"no"

"Teacher, we can have dinner together."Tang Jiahui then asked.

The teacher thought for a moment before answering.

Even if he eats at school, the teacher usually goes to the staff cafeteria. This is his first time in the student cafeteria. He can learn a lot from the students' food. Tang Jiahui followed the teacher First, he walked around and looked around. When he saw someone he was interested in, he walked closer and looked carefully. The teacher chose something to eat, and Tang Jiahui also asked for a portion. Tang Jiahui swiped the card for two portions. At this time, the students eating gradually gradually After they dispersed and sat down in a corner, the teacher asked curiously:"Do you like this?""

"And you?"Tang Jiahui did not answer directly, but asked carefully

"Okay, it looks like it should be okay. What do you think?"The teacher asked again.

It can be seen from the choice of dishes that the teacher is picky about what he eats, and it can be seen from the way he eats that he is a very particular person.

"You should like it."Tang Jiahui

"Do you want to have dinner with me for anything else?"teacher

"No, can't it?"Tang Jiahui's rhetorical question was an expression of self-defense. Either she was being attacked, or she didn't want others to easily detect her thoughts.

"No, of course."Teacher.

Tang Jiahui is very curious about the teacher. She thinks the teacher is the kind of person who floats on the clouds and sees the blue sky. He does not often show dissatisfaction or even complain and complain like other teachers. Every semester, students will When I meet teachers I don’t like, of course there are also teachers I like. When I first entered college, I felt that college teachers were great. Gradually, there are fewer and fewer attractive teachers. I’m used to seeing teachers who are knowledge-based, pedantic, dull, and flashy. Lack of truth. The simple style of the teacher in front of me gives people a sense of sincerity, and this sincerity also contains a noble temperament, which is probably given by poetry. These attract students, especially myself

"Teacher, why do you study literature?"Tang Jiahui asked

"A choice, not a subjective and rational choice, but an inner tendency. A rational choice may be the most appropriate but not necessarily the most real. So I don’t think I chose literature. I can only say that something drove me to literature."

"Is it destiny?"Tang Jiahui

"I admit that there may be something invisible that guides some things, but I don’t think it is fate. Fate cannot be controlled. I think the things that are guided can be changed."The teacher looked into Tang Jiahui's eyes, and then added:"You can also regard it as fate."

Tang Jiahui seemed to understand. After class, Tang Jiahui would wait for the teacher and go to have dinner together. The teacher felt strange, but he was not disgusted. He just thought that it would be more suitable to change places. They were talking about something and met classmates they knew. It’s a bit embarrassing. After finishing the meal, I sometimes sit still for a while

"Do you like me?"Tang Jiahui summoned up the courage to ask. This was the first time she was so bold. It was a big challenge and breakthrough for herself. She was trembling in her heart and stared at the teacher. The teacher couldn't help but touch Tang Jiahui's face gently, as if While caring for the person he used to be, he quickly retracted his hand. The noisy restaurant around him suddenly seemed to have stopped, and it became quiet and comfortable. Tang Jiahui looked at the teacher, her heart felt warm, and then it surged again, with an uncomfortable feeling. I wish to suppress my heartbeat. The teacher's eyes did not leave Tang Jiahui. This was the first time the teacher looked at Tang Jiahui's eyes so carefully. The familiar look evoked the memory of his first love. At that moment, they had kissed.

Suddenly a girl came over. ,"Teacher also eats here?"

"yes."

The teacher seemed to be awakened by this greeting and looked around. It turned out that he was in the school cafeteria. Everyone didn't know what to say. The girl also felt that she was out of tune with the atmosphere. She stood there for a moment boredly and then left.

"Bye bye teacher, see you next time."The girl glanced at Tang Jiahui when she left. Tang Jiahui didn't say anything and felt nervous. The teacher noticed the change in their expressions when their eyes met. It was obvious that Tang Jiahui didn't like this female classmate.

"She was sitting there just now, with a few boys."Tang Jiahui pointed behind the teacher. The teacher was a little short-sighted, so he naturally didn't notice it. The arrival of the girl interrupted their thoughts, but Tang Jiahui's heart immediately returned to the joy it had just felt.

"Is she from your department?"The teacher has no impression of this girl in the class.

"Yes, but we are not a dormitory"

"I saw on the school website that you studied in the Sorbonne, Paris. Why did you study humanities?"Tang Jiahui changed the topic

"Study humanities. Two places have ancient civilizations and glorious histories, China and Europe. In Europe, France is very splendid in history, culture and art."teacher

"So I went to France."Tang Jiahui.

A trace of sadness flashed across the teacher's eyes, as if he didn't want to think about it too much. After pondering for a moment, he replied:"On the one hand, there are many reasons."

"There is something driving you there."Tang Jiahui

"It can be said like this."The teacher raised his eyes.

Another week after class, Tang Jiahui and his teacher came to the student cafeteria again. Although it would not be good for the students in the class to bump into them, it would be even worse if they were seen by other teachers in the staff cafeteria. We met before The girl was not far away watching them sit down again

"What a coincidence, the teacher came to eat again."The girl came over

"Yes, come over and join us."The teacher and Tang Jiahui had just settled down.

The girl did not sit next to Tang Jiahui, but walked directly to the teacher opposite. The teacher had to pick up the bag on the stool.

"Leave me here."Tang Jiahui took the teacher's bag. The bag was much heavier than it looked.

There was a ding and the sound of messages on the phone. She had never seen the teacher look at the phone. The teacher almost never looked at the phone when talking to others or sitting face to face. , most of the time he won’t answer the phone call. This time the teacher suddenly took out his phone and read the message and put it on the table. The screen saver before the phone’s light disappeared was a photo of the teacher and two children, a little girl. Leaning next to him, holding a boy

"Your child is so beautiful."The girl looked at Tang Jiahui evilly and complimented.

At this moment, I want to give you my heart, but you want me to take it back. I don't know how to face it. Even seeing you is heartbreaking.

The teacher noticed from Tang Jiahui's expression Feeling the loss in her heart, she finally just said:"Let's go."The three of them got up and left.

After that, Tang Jiahui did not come to the teacher's class until the National Day holiday.

Can love really transcend everything, transcend age, and regardless of hierarchy. What is the so-called right match? The material wealth of both parties Status, or mental cognition and attitude towards feelings. [Deleted]