When the sky was just dawn and the lights were silent, a person walked lonely in the direction of the city with his bag on his back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He walked through this long-standing gate, which had stood for I don't know how many years, and walked on that road that was far from endless. Where is the end of the road? He didn't know, where was he going? Nor a single goal. All he knew was that it was time for him to leave the town where he had lived for a long time, and he had a reason to leave.

Because this place broke his heart deeply.

He doesn't mind that he is only silently a fallen showman, nor does he mind that others intentionally give him the title of Wu Xiucai, what he really minds is people's hearts. A person without a heart is the most terrible thing, just like a shell without a soul, which is tantamount to the walking dead.

It also hurts someone's heart, and it takes a long time to heal.

The man was a few dozen meters away from the city gate, paused, turned around and looked back. Only then did I see that the person was Mr. Wu. Mr. Wu resigned from his position as a teacher and packed his luggage in advance, and his luggage was just a patched cloth bag that he had been carrying for a long time, and he had never left it when he came, and now he was going to carry a cloth bag that was no longer young like him, and once again passed the road he came, but time had passed, and his direction had also changed.

He was coming, and now he is leaving.

Mr. Wu still has a nostalgia for this old city, after all, he has lived for many years, and he remembers everything that happened in this place, everyone he has seen, and even every street can no longer be clearer.

Here he has joy and sorrow.

Mr. Wu looked at the old city gate, and went up along the city gate to see the somewhat old, and some broken plaques, on which you can still see a few deeply engraved handwriting in Qingni Town, after the wind and rain, it is still so clear.

He stood for a while, and said in his heart: Goodbye, Qingnizhen. Retracting his eyes and his head, he continued to hurry, leaving a lonely and lonely back in the old city, he had always been so lonely, and it was so now, it had not changed.

He was walking when a childish shout came from behind him, "Sir, sir." ”

Mr. Wu turned around and saw a child waving to him. He knew this child, he was the student he taught, and he was the only child who stood up to speak for him that day.

Mr. Wu also waved his hand and responded to him, "Why are you here?" ”

The boy had to raise his voice and shout, "Sir, are you leaving?" ”

Mr. Wu nodded: "Yes, Mr. is leaving." ”

"Can't you stay, sir?"

"Sir is not staying."

The boy was silent for a moment and said, "Then I'll send Mr. off." “

Mr. Wu was very happy in his heart, his face was full of smiles, and he didn't forget to care about him and said: "It's dawn now, it's still very cold, you come to see Mr., Mr. is already very happy to see you, then go back quickly, be careful of the cold hurting your body." “

The child shouted, "Don't be afraid, I have grown up and become strong now, and my health is fine, don't believe me." He patted his chest hard, bending his arms from time to time to show his strength.

In this scene, the child's innocence was vividly revealed, Mr. Wu was even more relieved in his eyes, and the feeling of reluctance to leave became stronger and stronger, but he had made up his mind and had to go.

The child turned his head once, and suddenly became very happy, and even couldn't hide the joy with his voice, and jumped and shouted to Mr. Wu: "Sir, we went to your house yesterday, but you were not there, and then learned that you resigned from the position of Mr. Teacher, so a group of people made an appointment to see you off." We know your temperament, sir, so I got up very early today, I ran the fastest, everyone asked me to hurry over, to see if Mr. has already left the city, if you see Mr., let me stop Mr., so as to leave some time for everyone to come over. “

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Wu was stunned, and he saw a group of children running out of the city gate, all of whom were the students he had taught, including boys and girls, lined up in turn, and stood in a long line.

The boy continued, "Now we are all here to bid farewell to the gentleman. After speaking, his face was solemn, his back straightened, and the immature faces of the group of students also showed serious expressions, all of them were very serious. Who shouted: "Send sir." Then a dozen children bent down in unison, clasped their hands, and bowed respectfully, just like before every class before, the students wanted to worship the grace of the teacher's teaching, but this time they did better than before, and there were no naughty children who were lazy.

Mr. Wu's vision was blurred, and he suddenly felt that he was still above the class, in that small teaching house.

He seemed to be back to the time he was about to teach.

He stopped talking, for he found that he had a lot to give to the children, but he didn't know where to start.

There was so much knowledge that he had to teach, so much that he couldn't finish it for days, nights, or even months, but he just didn't have time, and he seemed to say everything he had to say in an instant.

Is this possible? That's impossible.

So he regretted that he just looked at the children so quietly with this regret.

In fact, he still has to say goodbye to the children, and now he can only say it to himself silently in the bottom of his heart, he is afraid that if he speaks, he will hear his choked voice, and the child will also hear his choked voice.

He used to be a gentleman, a gentleman who often taught them to be strong and not to shed tears easily, how could he expose his vulnerable side and leave a bad example for his children.

He gritted his teeth, resolutely turned around, took a step and continued to walk forward.

He thought he would hold back his tears, but when the voices of children sounded behind him, he couldn't stop the tears in his eyes anymore, like a flood that broke the embankment, he couldn't stop it, and in a blink of an eye, his face was wet.

Maybe at this moment, he is different from the previous him, he was alone at that time, and now he is no longer alone, and there is still a group of children who remember him and remember their Mr. Wu. And with these concerns, he will walk more firmly and confidently.

The shouting of the child behind him did not disperse for a long time, and it vaguely sounded in his ears: "At the beginning of people, the nature is good, the sex is similar, and the habits are far away.........." ”

With their voices, Mr. Wu stood tall, and his back had never been so strong as it was now.

Zhao Tiandi and San'er walked a long way together, San'er stopped and said, "It's okay to send me here, you can go back."

Zhao Tiandi solemnly: "I don't know when you will see you again, I just met you, and the result will be separated immediately." ”

San'er said: "Since we are already brothers, no matter how far apart the brothers are, how long they haven't seen each other, they still remember each other, so why worry?." ”

Zhao Tiandi was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Yes, that's right. I suddenly regret why I didn't meet you sooner. But it's not too late to meet now, at least it's better than not meeting you."

He handed over a heavy package and joked: "You're leaving, you need to be entangled along the way, brother, I have nothing else, the money is famous, these are what you are sent to practice for you, don't dislike less."

San'er said: "Where, if it's too little, no matter where I go, I will rush back and ask for more."

The two of them looked at each other and smiled.

Zhao Tiandi smiled: "You have more and more appetite for me, and now I really regret not meeting you."

San'er pouted: "It turns out that you lied to me when you said that you regretted it, and I can hold a grudge."

Zhao Tiandi smiled and suddenly became solemn, and said, "In the future, you must be careful in everything, and you must pay attention to safety."

San'er also said solemnly: "I will."

The two said goodbye, Zhao Tiandi looked at San'er's back until he disappeared and couldn't see it, and he didn't retract his gaze, and the housekeeper Guan came forward to put on a robe for him and said, "The weather is already cold, the young master has to pay attention to his body."

Zhao Tiandi retracted his gaze at this time, but looked at Steward Guan and said, "Uncle Guan is a master." ”

Steward Guan was shocked and said, "Young Master, I didn't mean to lie to you."

Zhao Tiandi said: "I don't blame you, in fact, I saw it at the entrance of the vegetable market that day, but I pretended not to know." But I can't understand why Uncle Guan is so good at following someone like my father? ”

Steward Guan didn't expect him to ask such a question, which is something he often thinks about. Whenever he asked himself why, the tall shadow of a man always appeared in front of him.

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