Here, what I want to say to Yi Cheng is that I hope that in the future, you can be responsible for your own life, be more mature, assume your responsibilities to your family and society, and be a responsible man. In college, I learned a skill, and after I finished my studies, I will honor my parents, give back to the society, and serve the motherland!"

Long after Lao Luo stepped down from the stage, the applause still lasted for a long time. has been teaching and educating people for so long, although he is a math teacher, Lao Luo's eloquence is also very good, and he can speak to the hearts of the people.

He Aike also took the stage to speak, saying that as a parent, he didn't care enough about his children, which made the teachers bother, and thanked the teachers for their hard work in the past three years.

When all the speeches were finished, the banquet officially began. Yi Cheng toasted the teachers and elders one by one, and when it was Song Jiaqi's turn, he didn't make it special, he only said a few very routine words of thanks, and toasted her with a glass of wine, which made Song Jiaqi secretly relieved.

She was worried that Yi Cheng would say something inappropriate and make her unable to get off the stage. "Congratulations on being admitted to Donghai University of Technology, you will study hard in the future!" she also said.

Waiting for Yi Cheng to turn around and walk away, Song Jiaqi smiled: I have long known that Yi Cheng is far more mature than his peers, why do he still have that kind of senseless worry. He definitely won't embarrass me, Song Jiaqi thought.

It's just that when the thank-you banquet was over and everyone was saying goodbye one after another, Song Jiaqi stood up and was just about to leave, when Yi Cheng came over and handed her a beautifully packaged gift box: "Teacher Song, thank you for your teaching." ”

Lao Luo next to him quipped: "Yi Cheng, why didn't you give a gift to every teacher?"

Song Jiaqi was a little embarrassed, she didn't pick it up, she didn't pick it up.

Yi Cheng smiled: "Of course, it's because Teacher Song is the youngest and most beautiful, this is a society that looks at faces, and it is always good to be beautiful." Then he forced the gift box into Song Jiaqi's hand.

Lao Luo touched his bald head, and his eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile behind the thick lenses: "You mean Teacher Luo looks ugly!"

Yi Cheng smiled: "Just kidding, I have prepared a little gift for each teacher." ”

As he spoke, he returned to his seat, and when he came back, he had an extra gift box in his hand: "Teacher Luo, this is for you." This is a little caution on the part of the student, not a valuable thing, so you can accept it with confidence. ”

According to the habits of Chinese people, they generally do not open gifts in front of others. However, Lao Luo is old and a little freewheeling, the so-called "do what you want and don't exceed the rules", he opened the gift box on the spot.

Inside is a pair of exquisite reading glasses, which are worth only a few hundred yuan, which is indeed not a valuable thing.

Lao Luo liked it very much, and laughed: "Thank you, this gift is good!"

He didn't ask Song Jiaqi to open it on the spot, which made Song Jiaqi breathe a sigh of relief. Looking at Yi Cheng's calm smile, Song Jiaqi thought to herself, he really won't make it difficult for me.

……

After returning home in the afternoon, Song Jiaqi walked to her desk with the gift box and gently weighed it for a long time, curious about what was inside.

She had a guess, but she wasn't sure. If it was really what she had guessed, should she accept it or return it?

After hesitating for a long time, she didn't take it apart immediately after all.

Standing in front of the desk, she slowly took off her clothes, only her underwear remained, and then walked to the mirror, posed several times, and admired her beautiful carcass for a while.

I don't know which stinky man will be cheaper in the future. This thought suddenly popped up in Song Jiaqi's mind, and she was immediately ashamed. Looking at the flush on her face in the mirror, Song Jiaqi turned around and took a set of clean underwear and walked into the bathroom.

The warm water poured over her body and relaxed her body and mind. She gently rubbed her jade-smooth white skin, her mind fluttering.

Thinking that she would meet Yi Cheng again in the gym tonight, she was both a little looking forward to it and a little distressed.

What I look forward to is that meeting a boy who looks online and can chat with her can really make her happy.

The distress is that she and Yi Cheng are impossible after all. Now that we see each other every day, what will happen in the future? How far will it go? If we can't continue to develop, where will our feelings be placed? She is very afraid of this uncertain future.

She also tried to change the time period when she went to the gym, but no matter what time she went, she happened to meet Yi Cheng.

Is this fate? Because Yi Cheng obviously didn't wait for her at the door of the gym. Unless Yi Cheng has the ability to predict when she will go to the gym, it can only be attributed to fate.

She walked out of the bathroom draped in a bath towel, her hair still dripping down. So she walked barefoot to the study, sat down in front of the writing desk, opened her notebook and started surfing the Internet.

After a while, she found herself unable to concentrate on anything, her attention remaining on the unopened gift box.

She sighed, picked up the gift box, and opened it neatly.

There was a lady's bag of "Han Family Mingyue" lying quietly, which was the one that Yi Cheng bought and wanted to give her.

Song Jiaqi took the bag in her hand and gently stroked it back and forth, feeling the cold texture of the leather, and was distracted for a while.

After a long time, she sighed faintly: "You are my student!"

……

On Yi Cheng's laptop screen, Song Jiaqi dressed neatly again, picked up the small bag, and stood in front of the mirror in various poses.

He smiled, turned off the software, and closed the lid of his laptop.

After this period of contact, he already knows Song Jiaqi's character very well. She's not a girl who accepts gifts from others at will.

Now that she has accepted such a valuable gift, it means that most of her heart defense has been overcome, but she doesn't want to admit it yet.

"I can also go to Songjiang with confidence......" Yi Cheng muttered.

Calculating the time, the blade server is almost arriving in Hong Kong, and he has to go over to accept it immediately, and then install and debug, and it is estimated that he will not have time to come back until the start of school.

Immediately after the start of school, it will be military training, and it will not be until the National Day that there is time to go back to Shazhou.

……

When he was swimming at night, he told Song Jiaqi that he was going to Lin'an soon. Song Jiaqi listened quietly and did not respond.

After swimming, he sent Song Jiaqi back. When she arrived at the gate of Song Jiaqi's community, Song Jiaqi turned around and said, "Goodbye, thank you for sending me back." ”

Yi Cheng suddenly grabbed her hand. Song Jiaqi was stunned and did not resist.

Yi Cheng took the opportunity to pull her closer to him, one hand continued to grasp her soft little hand, and the other hand wrapped around her waist, slowly but surely approaching her red lips.

Song Jiaqi remained motionless. When the lips of the two were only half a minute apart, she suddenly woke up and pushed Yi Cheng away hard: "Don't do this!"

Yi Cheng didn't use much force, so he let go of her with a smile.

Song Jiaqi didn't speak anymore and fled.

Yi Cheng smiled and watched her run away. Soon, soon.