It wasn't dawn yet, and it was pitch black outside the window.

The lights were on in the bedroom, and the quilts were piled up on the floor next to the bed, and on the bed were one piece of clothing and one piece of clothing.

On the bed, she gently pulled away the arm that was holding her and sat up slowly.

Looking back at him, he didn't wake up, he fell asleep.

She froze for a moment when she turned around and saw the blush on the sheets, then looked back and forth on the bare bed and found his panties pressed under his shoulders.

She stretched out her hand and pulled a few times, but she didn't dare to push too hard, for fear that he would wake up, and his shoulders would be pressed too hard, and she finally gave up in a little frustration.

Moving to the side of the bed little by little, she was just about to get out of bed, but before she could fully stand up, she sat back with a little painful grunt.

She sat on the edge of the bed and covered her lower abdomen, her long hair was scattered, messy and lazy, she raised her hand and flicked it casually, then took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and staggered out of the house to the bathroom.

After a while, she came back and gently got into bed and slowly slipped down beside him.

As soon as she lay down, looking at his body and looking at her own body, she got out of bed again with a red face and went to the living room to turn on the air conditioner, came back and carried the quilt on the ground to the bed, and then got on the bed and gently waded down beside him.

He slept soundly, her big watery eyes looked at him tenderly for a long time, until she felt a little cold, she got up and gently covered him, and then she also shrank into the quilt.

He seemed to feel her, rolled over slightly, and hugged her.

The skin pressed together, the heat from his body was soft and comfortable, and she slowly fell asleep in his arms.

The clock was ticking, and the sun was shining through the curtains.

He looked at the time in a daze, and it was half past eight.

She was still asleep in his arms, she slept soundly, and there was no reaction at all when he clicked the tip of her nose, he brushed the hair that was scattered on her face, looked at it quietly for a while, and gently pulled out the arm that was holding her.

Last night, he didn't cover the quilt when he went to bed, and he realized that he was covered with a quilt.

Turning to look at her, she rolled over in a bright spring and continued to fall asleep.

He smiled, gently covered her with the quilt, slowly got out of bed, picked up the big pants on the floor and walked out of the room, and then gently closed the door.

……

……

Bright sunshine, clear blue sky.

On the balcony, Zhang Dongming leaned back on his chair, reminiscing about the 2001 and 2002 trips, and looking forward to the clear and vague 15 years in the future.

He should be looking ahead.

It's not that he has been reborn for more than a year, it's because he now has the sleeping girl in the room behind him, the girl who believes and expects them to finish their lives as much as he does.

She gave her to him, and he would give her all the best happiness he could.

The fair, slender arms gently stretched out from his shoulders and hugged him, and the long silky hair spread down on his bare chest, which was fragrant and then a little itchy.

"Woke up so early. Zhang Dongming smiled sideways.

"It's almost ten o'clock. Tang Wan put her arms around him and looked at the blue sky in the distance.

"I didn't fall asleep after I slept last night. Zhang Dongming rubbed her hands.

"Sleep like a pig. Tang Wan tilted her head and bumped him lightly, kept looking at the sky in the distance, smiled lightly, and her watery eyes were not focused.

"The main thing is that it's too hard. Zhang Dongming said happily.

"What's the hard work?" Tang Wan originally asked casually, and then reacted as soon as the words came out.

This guy always set her up, and he got into it again, his face was flushed, and he slapped him angrily and was about to go back to wash, but he staggered, Zhang Dongming got up and helped her.

Zhang Dongming said with a smile: "Slow down, slow down, they are all injured and bleeding." ”

Tang Wan was embarrassed and annoyed: "It's not you who hurt it." ”

"Yes, yes, my fault, come, hurry back to the house to rest after washing, I'll go boil water and cook for the heroic wounded teacher Tang......"

Scrambled eggs with rice, tomatoes.

After the two of them finished eating, they changed the sheets, Tang Wan looked at the red on the sheets, both affectionate and reluctant, Zhang Dongming said that he would not wash it and keep it, Tang Wan said not to keep it, wash it.

After washing the sheets, Zhang Dongming also got into the bed.

In fact, he didn't really want to come in, not anything else, or at least two or three days after the first time, but after all, this girl had just been "injured" and needed comfort and counseling, and he couldn't sit on the edge of the bed all the time, so he had to bear the physical and psychological torment over and over again.

"Guess what, my first impression of you?"

"There's still a guess in this, didn't you say, a bicycle repairer. ”

"I remember it so well. ”

"Can you not remember, it's almost a rag. ”

"At that time, I thought, this man looks like an uncle in his thirties and forties. ”

"Exaggerated, do I look that old?"

"To look old is to feel old, and I would say that I am young at the age of thirty or forty. ”

"It's horrible to feel like a woman. ”

"What did you think of me for the first time?"

"Honestly?"

"Ahh ”

"Long legs, small waist. ”

"You're a man...... Lustful and cunning!"

"Haha, you said uncle, how can you do it without a routine, you see, isn't this taking the bait now. ”

"I regret it!"

"Really?"

"Yes, I will... Not... Come... Not... Incoming call... Not... Telephone......"

"It's a delay. Zhang Dongming was a little depressed.

"Hurry up, it's time to hang up. Tang Wan smiled and patted him.

Zhang Dongming stretched out his arm to get the phone from the bedside table, and Gong Liguo called.

Zhang Dongming: "Uncle." ”

Gong Liguo: "What's the matter, what are you eating and living there?" ”

Zhang Dongming: "It's good, it's almost the same as before, but the city is not as bright as the countryside." ”

Work and life or something, the two chatted on the phone for a while.

Finally, Gong Liguo asked, "Is Xiao Wan there with you?"

Zhang Dongming glanced at Tang Wan in his arms, and the girl shook her hand with him like a kitten.

Zhang Dongming was happy, and said quietly on the phone: "What's wrong?"

Gong Liguo said happily: "It's nothing, it's just that Xiaowan has been out for a long time, and it's time to go home." ”

Zhang Dongming: "Ah, I know, uncle." ”

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Dongming reached out and put the phone back, and said with a smile: "Your father or your mother should have called Uncle Gong." ”

Tang Wan said, "Definitely." ”

Zhang Dongming hugged her: "Can I go back today?"

Tang Wan was a little helpless: "If I go back like this, I will be seen by my parents in a while." ”

Zhang Dongming was happy: "Tomorrow, tomorrow should be about the same." ”

Tang Wan nodded: "Yes." ”

The two of them didn't go downstairs for a day.

The next afternoon, she was basically able to walk normally, and Tang Wan went home.

For couples who are in love and have just pierced that layer of window paper, the separation is boring and long.

Zhang Dongming is much better, after all, he has the emotional experience of his previous life.

Tang Wan's words were not like this, she was reluctant to go home, and then the next morning just after eight o'clock, it was estimated that her parents had just gone to work, and the girl ran back.

The two of them didn't go downstairs for another day, and they were tired of being at home for a day, and Tang Wan went back at five o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhang Dongming's words, after moving to the county, he has been lacking exercise, this is not good, the body is the capital of the revolution, do everything, so I ate and went downstairs to run at seven o'clock.

The next three days were similar, Tang Wan came over at eight o'clock in the morning and went back at about five o'clock in the afternoon, and then Zhang Dongming went out at seven o'clock after eating.

The fourth day is actually similar, the difference is that the two people who have been holding back for a week have a second time.

In fact, Tang Wan no longer felt the slightest pain, Zhang Dongming was young and strong in his twenties, and there was no problem, it stands to reason that he would not be satisfied once, but Zhang Dongming still controlled it, mainly worried about Tang Wan's body, although he also knew that this worry was quite unnecessary.

That's it, if nothing happens, Tang Wan comes over at eight or nine o'clock in the morning and goes back at four or five o'clock in the afternoon, during which the two of them either cook at home, watch TV, wash clothes, clean up the house, do sex, or go out to buy groceries, go shopping, and wander around casually.

In short, bland and sweet days.

August 22nd.

On the last day of the holiday, the two of them didn't go downstairs for a day, not only did they not go downstairs, but they didn't get out of bed much.

Zhang Dongming also completely released the desire that had been suppressed for a long time this day, he was too tired to do it, and he also tossed Tang Wan enough, and the girl's legs were a little shaky when she went downstairs to go home.

August 23rd.

Zhang Dongming originally wanted to get up at seven o'clock, but yesterday it was a little too much consumption, and when it was almost eight o'clock, Tang Wan called him to get up, and he got up.

Cooking and eating, watching TV for a while, at nine o'clock, Zhang Dongming went downstairs and rode the newly bought bicycle a few days ago to Yigao.

The school's sophomore and junior years of high school have already started, and Zhang Dongming's entry procedures have been completed a while ago, Tang Wan's words, if you follow this last semester, you should be teaching the second year of high school, but at the beginning of this semester, she took the third class of the first year of high school, and she officially went to work today.

There are four teaching buildings, two old buildings and two new buildings.

Then there are a total of 21 classes in this high school, the first 14 classes are in the No. 1 new building, the last 7 classes are in the No. 1 old building, and the 19 classes taught by Zhang Dongming are in the No. 1 old building in front of the teacher's cafeteria.

The director of the Political and Educational Office of the first year of high school is a man in his forties, dark, small and thin, but his name is very tall, Zhang Dongming remembered it after hearing it, his name is Gao Dashang.

I don't know if I know that he was transferred here through Tang Wan's relationship with her father, this senior director has a very good attitude towards him, he was very enthusiastic about him when he came to join the company before, and today I chatted with him in the office for a long time, basically didn't ask him anything, just introduced him to the basic situation of some school classes and some things in teaching work.

Just after the end of the second period, a bunch of students came out of the teaching building, talking and laughing, playing and making trouble towards the playground, and Director Gao led Zhang Dongming to the No. 1 old building.

Class 19 of the first year of high school is on the east side of the third floor, and Director Gao led Zhang Dongming to the office of the 15th class diagonally opposite the class.

"This is your office. Director Gao said.

Zhang Dongming didn't know how the office of a high school teacher was divided, it should also be the relationship between the old building, there was not even a sign on this office, and then it was very small, there were a total of four desks in it, two were empty, and two of them had some textbooks and textbooks on them.

After a brief explanation, Director Gao had something to do.

Director Gao walked on the front foot, Tang Wan called on the back foot, and asked him if he was here, Zhang Dongming said that he was in the office, opposite Class 15 on the third floor, Tang Wan said that he would come to him in a while.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Dongming took a casual look in the office and found that one of the two desks taught English and the other taught politics.

There was a list of students on the desk where I was teaching English, and it happened to be Class 19.

Zhang Dongming picked it up and looked at it, and the first one on the list was Zhao Xiaoli, who had the highest admission score in the class: [Zhao Xiaoli, 575, Beishan Township Middle School]

Among the six students, Ma Hongxu and Bai Dongsheng are in Class 8 of the top science I. class, Bai Juan is in the 16th class of liberal arts, Wu Chang and Qi Lili are assigned to a class, and they are in the 1st class of science.

Only Zhao Xiaoli was specially arranged in class 19 by him and Tang Wan because of the high school entrance examination.

To be precise, this was not arranged by them, it was Zhao Xiaoli's own choice, and it was Zhao Xiaoli who gave up the opportunity to go to Class 14 of the Liberal Arts Quasi-Top Class and chose Class 19.

And there is only one reason why Zhao Xiaoli chose this way, that is, he is in class 19.

For Zhang Dongming, this is also the most important responsibility in his future work.

Each of the six students poured too much affection into him and gave him too much warmth, which is incomparable even if he meets more and better students in the future.

And Zhao Xiaoli chose him, it was like a year in Beishan Township Middle School, in the three years of high school, he would do his best to bring Zhao Xiaoli a shining future.

Suddenly, Zhang Dongming's eyes, which were originally looking at the list casually, shrank violently.

His gaze stayed on a name in the upper part of the list: [Li Liling, 559, Gaotun Township Middle School]