"Are you leaving?" Wang Xian asked softly while standing in front of Yi Shuihan, the breeze blew across her cheeks, the green silk fluttered, and the eyes under the long eyelashes were exceptionally clear.

Yi Shuihan could see that she had been carefully dressed today, and the old but neat clothes set off the cheeks like hibiscus out of the water.

Her beauty is different from those ordinary girls, without any embellishment, without a hint of tackiness, as if it is a porcelain that does not tolerate a single flaw, delicate and beautiful.

"Well, I'll leave in the afternoon!" Yi Shuihan looked at Wang Xian and replied softly.

Wang Xian thought that he would be very uncomfortable and could not help but shed tears, but when he looked into his eyes, he didn't even feel sadness and pain.

It's just like an old man recalling the past, replaying the bits and pieces of her and him in her mind, and those pictures are exceptionally clear, as if she had taken a photo, and she flipped through them one by one in her mind.

Until the story reaches this point, the scene in front of me comes to an abrupt end.

From the moment she fell in love with the man in front of her, she knew that the story of the two would not have an ending.

The threads that seem to intersect between the two will drift apart after a very brief contact.

But she never regretted her efforts and efforts, at least during the time she was with him, she was happy.

As for following him out of the mountains...... Yi Shuihan had asked tentatively two days ago, and she had also hesitated.

But by this time there was already an answer.

She is not afraid of things outside the mountains, she is not inseparable from the land under her feet, nor is she inseparable from her family......

She was willing to try to get out of the mountains, but it must be able to stand in front of him with great confidence after establishing a foothold in the metropolis.

"Then are you coming back?" Wang Xian turned his head to look into the distance, his eyes were distant and clear.

"I guess so...... Who can say what will happen in the future!" Yi Shuihan sat side by side with her on the grass and took a deep breath of fresh air in response.

If you have time later...... He'll still be coming back.

"That's good!" Wang Xian patted his ass and stood up and looked at Yi Shuihan, "If you don't come back, I don't know how to pay you back the 20,000 yuan in the future!"

Yi Shuihan wanted to say that the 20,000 yuan didn't have to be repaid, but a stubborn girl like her would not accept such a charity.

"If it's okay, I'll leave first......" This is the first time Wang Xian has proposed to leave first.

Yi Shuihan looked at her and nodded.

Wang Xian looked at him seriously, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his mind.

"You're going in the afternoon...... I won't send you away......" Wang Xian smiled, the corners of his mouth were beautiful.

"Well, you don't have to send it. Yi Shuihan nodded and said.

Yi Shuihan also doesn't like the parting scene, the more he cares, the more reluctant he is.

It's better not to see it, it's better not to send it, but it also makes me feel more comfortable.

"But the next time you come...... I'll pick you up in the wind and rain!" Wang Xian waved his hand, recklessly.

Yi Shuihan watched her back go away, but her mood was like the white clouds in the blue sky, comfortable and relaxed.

It's good, it's really good!

Wang Xian's emotions for himself, he knows best.

I thought that today's meeting would be depressing, sad, and even painful.

He had no intention of hurting anyone, but Wang Xian was able to be so free and strong, Yi Shuihan felt that it was really good.

"Goodbye, Xiaoxian!" Yi Shuihan stood up and shouted down the mountain.

He knew the girl on the way down the mountain would be able to hear.

"We'll meet again!"

It's like an agreement, no date, no place.

But he firmly believes that at some point in the future, they will meet again.

……

After going down the mountain, Yi Shuihan first went to a new school, and today was Saturday, and the children did not go to class.

When looking at the brand-new classrooms, brand-new desks, and brand-new everything, Yi Shuihan felt heartfelt satisfaction.

When he remembered the heartfelt smiles of the children when he saw the new school two days ago, he felt that all his efforts were worth it.

On the way back to the dormitory, he was greeted by neighbors, and some enthusiastic villagers would hold his hand and say thank you to him for a long time.

When he walked into the dilapidated old school, his memory was pulled back to the scene when he first came here.

A few long logs stared at the flagpoles, the tattered desks, the cracked blackboards, the damp and cold classrooms...... He saw the cruel side of life.

And all this will be a thing of the past.

Memories of life at this old school are also in the past.

That day, at lunch, the children caught the potatoes in his bowl, and the fruit that was finally handed to him after wandering for a long time in the middle of the night, I don't know how many such afternoons, he took the children to walk in the mountains of hope, singing, dancing......

All this will become a thing of the past, and the more good memories there are, the more painful it will be in my heart at this time.

Yi Shuihan pushed open the door of the dormitory, and little Ahri shook his head and ran to him.

This Ahri slept heavily in the morning, and Yi Shuihan was reluctant to call it.

Ahri...... We're getting out of here. Yi Shuihan squatted down and nodded its head and said.

Ahri tilted his head to look at Yi Shuihan, and after a moment licked the back of his hand, as if to comfort him.

Yi Shuihan chuckled and began to pack his things.

Those guitars, xun, and various musical instruments bought in the town, Yi Shuihan plans to leave them to the children.

Other than that, he didn't really have much to bring.

Finally, taking a look at the small dormitory where he had stayed for more than three months, Yi Shuihan hugged Xiao Ahri and walked out of the dormitory door.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Yi Shuihan's footsteps stopped.

On the originally empty playground, a pair of clear, dark eyes were looking at him, tears rolling in their eyes.

Looking at Teacher Yi who was carrying a package and holding Ahri, their tears could no longer be held......

"Teacher Yi, don't go...... Don't go ......"

The children's tears even made Yi Shuihan begin to doubt his decision.

He didn't even dare to take a second look at these children who had been with him for more than three months.

"Alright...... Children, say goodbye to Teacher Yi!" the old principal touched the children's heads and said softly, but his eyes were also a little moist when he looked at Yi Shuihan.

Yi Shuihan walked through the crowded crowd, but every step was tormenting, and his concern and reluctance for this group of lovely children made it difficult for him to walk.

Not far away, many villagers stopped there, they silently looked at Yi Shuihan, it was a farewell, a gratitude, a reluctance, and a blessing!

Every time Yi Shuihan took a step, the children followed and tended to ......

Yi Shuihan's turn was resolute, he was worried that he would no longer be willing to leave if he looked back again.

After a long time, the noisy footsteps behind him stopped......

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green, the evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is ...... outside the mountain"

The children's immature and sad voices sounded, as if at this moment, they really understood the song......

The afternoon sun was dazzling, and Yi Shuihan's tears could no longer be controlled......

Goodbye, Wangjiatun, goodbye, children......

(End of chapter)