Shihui studied Chinese in college. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the beginning, whether it was the choice of subjects or career orientation, she always solicited Dongfang Yu's opinions and suggestions and listened to Dongfang Yu 100%. She is the only one who has been following this homeroom teacher in middle school. However, since graduating from junior high school, there have been many fewer opportunities for contact, and it has always been the kind of holiday courtesy. However, at this time, Shihui will always have expectations and lingering feelings, especially when she graduated from junior high school and left school, which she still remembers vividly.

"Teacher Dongfang," Shi Hui took out the hardcover platinum fountain pen she had carefully prepared in the evening, "and give it to you." After saying that, she handed it out with a buffled face, and then ran away without looking back.

"Hey, hey......" Dongfang Yu's voice greeted him.

However, Shihui didn't look back, letting Dongfang Yu shout, she just trotted all the way. Her head was buzzing, as if she was afraid that if she hesitated, Dongfang Yu would catch up. She knew that at this time, only by trotting all the way could she survive that moment of embarrassment, and if she looked at each other, she didn't know what to do. To be honest, at that time, she didn't have any exact hopes, and she couldn't confirm what kind of response she should get. Ran back to the dormitory, still restless, not knowing where the action just now might go. She lived in anxiety and lived like a year, but after that, nothing happened, like a needle sinking to the bottom of the sea.

For Dongfang Yu, receiving gifts from students is a very common thing, just like dressing and eating. Of course, this is also the honor and gratification of being a teacher, proving that so many years of dedication are worth it. However, for Shihui, this is a major decision, because this is a sign of the beginning of love, and it is a dazed and reckless mood that will sprout with a fawn.

Dongfang Yu is heroic, and there is no lack of personality to chase flowers and grasses, but after all, he is no longer the age of the beginning of love, in the eighties and nineties of the twentieth century, far from the new trend in time, not to mention the relationship between teachers and students, so he did not think much about other places. Or maybe he didn't include Shihui in his vision at all—of course, this is something that only God knows. But no matter what the situation is, even if there is a rich and bold imagination, that period of time can only remain in Shihui's mind, and elsewhere, it seems to have quietly disappeared without a trace. After all, the two are at different ages, have different life experiences, and have different life experiences and understandings, so Dongfang Yu is subtle and introverted. Shihui couldn't figure out what Dongfang Yu was thinking and how she looked at her. Although it is very important to find out this, she understands that even if she can't figure it out, it is rare for her to have this true feeling.

Yes, they do have a generation gap, or more objectively, she feels that Dongfang Yu's relationship between them is like the emotion between two generations. Dongfang Yu's care, attention and love are just the duty of teaching, no different from cultivating, cultivating and cultivating, at most it is the friendship between teachers and students.

"The key to life is choice, of course, there are thousands of choices," Dongfang Yu said in his usual tone, "You are good at literature, I suggest that you may as well specialize in literature, it varies from person to person, you must seek your own strengths, at least use literature as a life condiment." ”

"I can't see so far," Shi Hui's eyes were confused, "Teacher Dongfang, you say, how can life be so confused?" ”

"Haha, the smallest person is still 'confused', what is there to be confused."

"I really hate that my parents gave birth to me too late."

"Fool, I only heard that he wished he was getting younger and younger, who wished he was older. Little girl, you will grow up before you know it. Dongfang Yu stared at her and said, "But why do you complain like this?" ”

"You really don't know!" Shihui looked hesitant, and her face had a strange expression.

"Know what?"

"Well, since I really don't know, let's not talk about it."

How could Dongfang Yu not know, or rather, how could he return to Shihui's life?

Shihui knows that people have girlfriends, but she is just young, and nothing else. Whenever she was melancholy, she would sit on the stone bench by the river in front of her house with her back to the river willow tree, staring at the rippling blue water in a daze. How difficult it is to be lovesick, how bitter it is to fry each other, maybe it can't be attributed to lovesickness, who knows what Dongfang Yu thinks. Looking at the half-grown boy jumping up and down by the river, he didn't feel that his face was feverish, his heart was beating, and his whole body and mind were boiling. Blue sky and white clouds, green water and green mountains, clouds and clouds, children are excited, this scene is full of feelings, empathy, excitement and unbearable. Everything seems to have a spirituality, the crystal clear river is like a twinkling star in the sky, and the shade of the river embankment seems to flicker faintly. She couldn't wait to unfold the notebook, she wanted to release the knots in her heart, vent her emotions, and express the unique psychological feelings of this moment. Her rhetoric, choice of words and sentences, between the lines permeated with spirituality and the fragrance of buds blooming, as if walking in a winding path.

As the saying goes, the eighteen changes of the female university, Shihui is no longer a yellow-haired girl, tall, straight-chested, graceful, delicate, fat-like skin, pool-like eyes, dragon-like black hair, sleek fat buttocks, round chest, slim posture, all reveal her natural charm and enchantment, and the whole body exudes ** and agitation that makes it difficult for men to control themselves. Under the backdrop of green waters and green mountains, it is so tacit and harmonious, and it contrasts with each other, which is inevitably reminiscent of "Song of Long Hatred". "The Yang family has a girl who has just grown up, and she is raised in the deep boudoir. It is difficult to give up the natural beauty, and once chose the king's side. Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color. ”

The blue sky is colorful, Shihui is always at a loss in her mind, the beautiful junior high school time, and the miscellaneous bits and pieces of the extraordinary teacher-student relationship with Dongfang Yu, seem to be right in front of her, and now she doesn't feel sour. This kind of indescribable, strange and wonderful mood, no wonder is impossible to figure out**. The most fundamental thing is a significant change in her psyche, and she experiences more and more turmoil and exertion from the depths of her heart. It was a turmoil and expectation from the depths of her heart, and this turmoil and expectation left her at a loss and had nothing to bear. She knew that this was the anxiety and hesitation from the mind and body, and the germination and impact of youth. She is no longer simple, no longer immature, no longer chaotic, and she is more obsessed, arrogant, and even at a loss. From time to time, Dongfang Yu's muscular physique, Ying Qiaoli's face, elegant demeanor, and misty smile came to her mind. She likes Dongfang Yu and loves Dongfang Yu, but it is not love in the real sense, but it is instinct from the heart.

This kind of true affection is even permeated with the longing and yearning for all the opposite sex, a kind of love and attachment to men from the depths of the heart, it is a shadow, it is a little bit of fragmentation, and it is the kind of irrepressible burst. She likes to pay attention to men, but she also wants men to watch her and enjoy the extraordinary experience of that moment to the fullest. She was proud and confident, feeling that she had enough to attract the opposite sex, and she felt the strange gaze of their gaze, the heat that penetrated her cheeks, chest, and hips, and she was so excited that she could hardly control herself.