But in fact, Wang Xian did not say another ideal, that is, to find someone he likes to grow old with.

But the person you like is found, but it may be difficult to achieve it by growing old together......

"Brother Akan...... Will it be difficult to teach here?" I don't know why, Wang Xian suddenly wanted to ask such a question, maybe there was an unrealistic luxury in her heart.

Yi Shuihan didn't hear the deep meaning of her words, he thought for a moment and replied seriously: "Actually, no, I am a person who does not have any special pursuit of materialism, as long as I have food to eat and a place to sleep, I am satisfied, and I also like to contact with this group of children, their innocence and simplicity are moving, and I also worry......

I used to live in a world outside of the mountains, so a lot of things were commonplace for me.

However, in this mountain, I strongly feel the children's thirst for knowledge, and from childhood to adulthood, they have been instilled with the idea that knowledge changes fate.

In a small school, the children all have their own ideals, and the cold is not terrible, and the hunger is not terrible, but there are no books to read, which is like a catastrophe for them.

I noticed that the child's face was happy, because 'I'm glad I can still read.'"

There is a strong desire to learn, and learning may give those children hope to get out of the mountains.

They experience the hardships and helplessness of life too early, but they have the tenacity and cherishment that the children in the city may lack.

Looking at their eyes as if they had found a treasure in their new textbooks, I understood that knowledge was the key to their way out of the mountains.

Whenever I see the serious and determined eyes of the children, my heart is full of emotion......"

Yi Shuihan whispered, speaking of these children, his face was full of love and satisfaction.

But Wang Xian knows that for those children, they don't admire and love Teacher Yi.

"It's just that I have a doubt in my heart......" Yi Shuihan hesitated and continued.

"What doubts?" Wang Xian was a little curious, would someone as powerful as Brother Akan still have something to confuse him?

Yi Shuihan sighed inaudibly and said: "I'm afraid that the world outside the mountains that I spread to them is too beautified, when they go out of the mountains and face the city, the gap between dreams and reality will deeply sting them, making them lose their direction and find no meaning to move forward......

"No, Brother Akan!" Wang Xian said with a smile.

"Huh?" Yi Shuihan looked at him suspiciously.

Wang Xian chuckled, his eyes full of stoicism and stubbornness: "Because...... Children who grow up in the mountains will be stronger than you think!"

She seemed to have something to say, but when Yi Shuihan thought about it, Wang Xian changed the topic: "Brother Akan, why are you here?"

Yi Shuihan said with a smile: "There are not too many reasons, I just want to do something for these children in the mountains!"

"Then I'm also a child in the mountains~" Wang Xian said naughtily.

"Okay, kid in the mountains, what do you want me to do for you?" Yi Shuihan asked with a smile.

"Can you sing me a song?" Wang Xian said seriously, his big clear eyes with a blurry luster, extremely beautiful.

Yi Shuihan was stunned for a moment and nodded and said, "Okay!"

"That laughter reminds me that my flowers are quietly blooming for me in every corner of my life......

The beautiful melody and magnetic voice came into Wang Xian's ears, as magnetic and charming as ever, Wang Xian closed his eyes and listened quietly, this is a song he sang for her alone......

"Some stories haven't been told yet, so forget it......" Yi Shuihan lowered his head and sang, the singing voice was like capturing the time blurred and not clear to see, but it could really reflect the chant in his heart, and it was the best emotional extension here.

Life is sometimes a feast, and when it's time to end, it will definitely end, no matter how reluctant you are to it and how much you want to continue.

As this song sings: Some stories are not finished, so forget it, those moods have been difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood in the years, and now there are no flowers here......

But the story is not finished, is it really like this? Wang Xian was suddenly a little unwilling.

Since this story won't have an ending, why not make the course of this story even more exciting!

At this time, she didn't know where she got the courage, so she rushed over and kissed him, and the white porcelain teeth erupted from the fragrant hot air, which melted Yi Shuihan's stubborn heart at once.

The song came to an abrupt end!

But Yi Shuihan couldn't care about these anymore, he was frightened by Wang Xian's sudden action, and he was stunned and didn't know what to do.

Wang Xian's clear eyes were rippling with the kind of heart-beating affection, which made people jump out of that perfect and delicate face before they were attracted by those charming eyes.

It wasn't until a numb, soft, and niannian feeling bloomed from the cunning that he reacted a little, but at this time, Wang Xian had already escaped.

Her demeanor was particularly bold, but Yi Shuihan could clearly see a panic in her eyes, and sure enough, she immediately fled away like a frightened deer.

Leaning back, a thin halo of rose-colored pink flooded from the base of her ears, rendering a shy woman's face.

The charm displayed at that moment is enough to make anyone tempted......

"Xiaoxian, you ......" Yi Shuihan was a little speechless in shock, but the residual real touch on the told him that all this was true.

"Brother Xiaohan, our story is not over yet!" Wang Xian smiled mischievously, waved at him, and ran down the mountain.

Isn't it over yet...... Yi Shui sat there stunned for a long time.

……

Zhang Huayan failed to interview Mr. Yi after all, and regrettably left with the army.

This is also the regret of many viewers in the live broadcast room, and they also want to know what kind of person this Mr. Yi is who makes them admire and move.

Many viewers intercepted this live broadcast and put it on the Internet, and these two songs have also been circulated on a small scale.

But in this Internet era of information explosion, this little thing did not make any waves.

Time passed unconsciously, and in the blink of an eye, Yi Shuihan had been in this small mountain village for almost three months.

On this day, the old headmaster told him that the new school had been built and that he could move in at a later date.

Hearing this news, he did not have the slightest feeling of relief in his heart, on the contrary, it was a little heavy...... Is it time to part, after all?

In addition to caring about this group of lovely children, he also seems to have an extra figure in his heart.

(End of chapter)