The Year (55)

Uncle Cheng left the classroom with He Chuntao and the man, and the school had to mediate this matter.

Wang Hui, who was in the same dormitory, bumped into Lin Yutong and asked in a low voice, "Does she ...... Will you go?"

Lin Yutong shook his head, "I don't know." ”

It's a little confusing to put such a thing on anyone,

"If it were me, I probably wouldn't have any face in school. Wang Hui sighed, "The reputation is ruined, and everyone will stare at him and whisper." It's weird and uncomfortable. ”

"Everybody's busy, where do you have time to stare at a person. Lin Yutong smiled.

How the school handles it, no one knows. I only knew that He Chuntao still stayed, but he was even more silent. I go out at four or five o'clock every day, and I don't come back until eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening, and I don't communicate with anyone. Sleep next to your pillow.

The people in the dormitory were busy with their own affairs as if nothing had happened, and no one had the time to care about other people's private affairs.

Even Lin Yutong was so busy that he wanted to watch the children back and forth, but he could only stay at home for a few minutes, which had to sacrifice the meal time of two people. And make sure it's in good weather.

So the two adjusted the time, and it was impossible every day, so they could only pick up when there was no class, who had less class, and who went back to see the child.

Lin Yutong was also completely torn off the fourth master's body. In the past, there were two conjoined babies, but now they have to act separately.

Sometimes, you can't eat together. The only time we spent together was self-study in the evening. The library is open, and one of the two has to get a seat first. If you go late, you won't be able to take it.

Lin Yutong also felt that the academic pressure was gradually increasing, even if he had studied mathematics once, there was still a big difference between getting by and studying seriously.

On this day, Lin Yutong opened the textbook and revealed a letter from inside.

The fourth master took it easily, and then didn't say anything, just stared at Lin Yutong.

"I don't know. Lin Yutong hurriedly shook his head and said in a low voice.

If I want to know, I'll deal with it early, so that you can see it.

Although she didn't say that, that's what she meant.

"If I hadn't been in a hurry today, I didn't know that someone wanted to pry the corner of the wall," the fourth master's voice was not loud, but it was dangerous to listen to it.

Lin Yutong's head shrank, "Didn't I see it?"

"Do you still want to see it?" the fourth master asked.

To be honest, I'm a little curious, and it's a bit strange to receive a love letter or something. She hesitated for a moment before shaking her head.

The fourth master snorted softly.

Lin Yutong saw him put the letter into his clothes, and then read the book casually.

"Now, it is illegal to withhold someone's letter. Lin Yutong whispered.

"I am free, I am equal, and my courage is growing. The fourth master raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to return it to you, you keep it?"

Forget it, you'll have to clean me up when you go back. Lin Yutong shook his head, "No, who are the two of us?"

Doglegs!

Two days later, Lin Yutong returned to the dormitory from the study room, ready to read the book for a while, and a letter fell out of the book. There was nothing on the envelope, but it was also sealed.

Who put this in, but I didn't have it in the study room just now.

Lin Yutong thought of a possibility, and felt that he was thinking too much.

She opened it gently, unfolding the letterhead, and the familiar font jumped into view.

“…… You are a touch of warmth in the harsh winter...... You are a ray of light in the middle of the night...... Time flies, a hundred years of precipitation...... You're in my heart......"

The corners of Lin Yutong's mouth were raised slightly, and his heart was filled with honey for a moment.

Then, I realized that this is still a modern poem.

The fourth master is so advancing with the times.

Not many people really dare to play this thing openly now.

Would you like to write a reply as well?

The boss is old, so it's embarrassing.

Lying in the quilt, biting the pen for a long time, I couldn't write anything with charm. But love poems can express true feelings.

So, she wrote down her truest thoughts at the moment.

The next night, under the dormitory building, he was embarrassed to stuff it into the fourth master's clothes pocket.

The fourth master went back, opened the letter to avoid people, and saw that the handwriting on the letter was quite beautiful: "...... Missing your broad shoulders...... I miss your fiery body...... Miss your calloused hands...... I miss you whispering in my ear......"

Suddenly made people's faces warm and heartbeat, and their hearts were a little restless.

Lin Yutong waited for the fourth master's praise the next day, blinking his eyes and secretly looking at him.

Seeing that there was no one around, the fourth master said in a low voice: "Not now, wait for the weekend to go home, go home and get it well." Good job!"

What does Mao mean?

When I waited for the weekend, I realized that people felt that they were expressing too unrestrained and had become a poem for joy.

I can't help it, it's hazy.

But the two of them still found fun in it, and you came and went, and they never got tired of it. It's like finding something new, and it's like rejuvenating a different kind of enthusiasm.

Originally, he was an old husband and wife, but now he is in trouble, and he is still a little shy to meet.

When the weather slowly warms up, the midterm exams are coming

Lin Yutong felt that his foundation was good, and he didn't relax, so he should be ranked in the top three and top five. The result was ranked twelve. There are only twenty-eight people in the class, which can only be regarded as a mid-range grade.

The fourth master was ranked third, and there were forty people in their class.

The fourth master also comforted her, "It's okay, just do your best." ”

It's like how stupid you are.

This weekend, just after the exam, both of them were relaxed and took their three children back to Lin's house.

The bicycle definitely can't take the mother and son four, and it sits on a human-powered three-wheeler.

The children had a new playmate, and the day was a good one.

Second Sister Lin is preparing for marriage, but the man can't come up with a bride price, let alone three rings and one turn of thirty-six legs. Even if the bicycle turns, it can't be taken out.

"You choose for yourself, how can things in the world be perfect, and if you take advantage of it, it will be considered luck. Lin Yutong comforted.

I heard that there are also young men from pharmaceutical companies with good family conditions chasing her, but she shouldn't, so she fell in love with the identity of this college student, what can she do?

It was supposed to be a beautiful weekend, and the two of them were quite happy to arrive at school. But one thing caught Lin Yutong off guard.

Someone posted their own big-character posters.

Wang Hui whispered, "...... It's right under the teaching building, and in our class. Say that you have a husband and are married, and you are still writing letters with young men, saying that you have a private life and something wrong......"

Lin Yutong is still confused? What young man? What kind of private life is inappropriate?

It's pure nothing!

"Who the is talking nonsense?" Lin Yutong was about to explode, this reputation matter is by no means a trivial matter.

Meng Tianfen, who didn't want to be opposite, turned around instantly, "Why are you scolding?"

It's really a biting dog that doesn't bark. I didn't expect such a wilted person to dare to do such a thing?

Hong Fang asked Meng Tianfen, "You posted the big-character poster? ”

"Why did you wronged her?" Meng Tianfen sneered, "...... In the style of a bourgeois lady and wife, the basins for washing your face and feet should be separated, and a person should use three or four towels alone, and no matter how late he washes his face, he must apply smear on his face. Everyone else uses candles, but you use flashlights. Everybody's hair is washed once every two weeks a week, and you have to wash it every other day. Every day after eating, I have to come back and brush my teeth once, at least four or five times a day, and wash my face three or four times......"

Lin Yutong was stunned, "Wash your face and feet separately, isn't it right?"

Wang Hui followed: "Are we wrong about hygiene?"

Lin Yutong asked rhetorically: "Everyone's skin condition is different, use four or five towels, this is also my personal matter." Wash your face and feet. Wash your hair one dry and one wet. What went wrong? After washing my face, I just wiped it with alabaster. I was by the window, and the wind leaked in and blew on my face. I use a flashlight because I sleep deeply, and what if I fall asleep while reading a book, forget to blow out the candles, and there is a fire? As for my hair washing, why don't you try to sleep by the window to see if there will be sand blowing on your head. And when I brush my teeth, I think that when I talk in public and keep my breath fresh, it's a sign of respect for others, what's wrong? Besides, what does this have to do with the big-character posters you wrote? Why do you say that I write letters with young men? Have you seen the letter, or do you know who wrote it? How do you know that the letters I read every day were not written by my lover? ”

"Tongtong ......" Lin Yutong was about to say, when he heard the voice of the fourth master outside the door.

How did he get up.

"Come out, don't talk nonsense with her, let's go find the school, this matter can't just be settled......" The fourth master's voice contained anger.

Lin Yutong glanced at Meng Tianfen and walked out.

At this time, some of the habits of the Cultural Revolution were still there, and even in universities, many students still retained the habits they had developed during that period, posting big-character posters at every turn, and who they wanted to □□. It doesn't matter how much of the content is true.

"Bang has been defeated, and he is still doing this. Wang Hui snorted, "It's inexplicable." ”

This kind of thing is something that everyone is afraid of. I hated it deeply, but I didn't dare to oppose it blatantly. More and more trembling.

Hong Fang frowned and looked at Meng Tianfen, "Do you know that your baseless words are damaging the reputation of others." You take it off as soon as possible, or else I'm afraid this thing will never be over......"

"Why? can't she say what is. What kind of letters do couples write between husbands and wives who meet every day? Meng Tianfen turned his head and said.

Wang Hui laughed shamefully, "Lin Yutong's lover is also a genius in economics, why can't he write love poems to his lover?