The black car was parked in front of the elementary school, and the sound of the car with good performance was very quiet. The black and shiny body reflects the sunlight, revealing an indifferent atmosphere that no one should enter.

The windows were all closed, the black glass film blocked the view, and the roadside vendor saw the golden military logo on the car and silently walked far enough away from the car with a basket before starting to shout.

The old and new cultures are in a period of conflict, and the Chinese culture that has been inherited for thousands of years and the influx of Western culture collides and overlaps, and the women in cheongsams near the school are swaying, wearing Western-style dresses in pairs and threes, curly hair and top hats, and smiles are bright.

Men in suits and leather shoes usually wear pocket watches and often have a smile on their faces to show that they are gentlemen, while men in long shirts mostly walk behind their backs with their hands behind their backs, restrained and calm.

When the bell rang for the end of class, the school gate began to be noisy and lively, and the sounds of children's frolicking, parents' calls, and the shouts of hawkers overlapped into a scene of market life.

Zuo You has just become the new class president of the first grade class, and the first thing he did after taking office was to organize the whole class of children to go out of the school gate after school.

He held his head high, and his brand-new little suit lined with a delicate and lovely face with baby fat.

Watching his classmates being picked up by their parents or going home together, his little face was solemn with the Yan sù he learned from Zuo Shengyan, but the fingers behind his back kept moving, betraying his little heart that was cheering.

Qingruo stood at the back of the first grade class, wearing a light gray cheongsam with white handmade shoes, with a beautiful body line like a perfect porcelain vase that had just been unearthed, and a gentle lotus in the water.

Zuo You said goodbye to the last classmate, and his little face, which was red by the setting sun, was bright and clear.

Turning around, he put his two hands on the straps of his schoolbag, and politely and obediently bent down towards Qingruo, "Goodbye, Mr. Xu." ”

Qingruo raised his hand and gently touched his hair, and by the way, he poked his naughty and unruly hair on his forehead, "Go back." ”

"Hmm." The small body carried the schoolbag and ran towards the black car that he had already seen.

He opened the door of the back seat by himself, the cold atmosphere in the carriage was completely different from the lively and jubilant outside, Zuo You opened his mouth in a well-behaved and sensible tone, "Father, Uncle Cheng." ”

Cheng Jin in the driver's seat turned around and greeted him, Zuo Shengyan, who had been closing his eyes in the back seat, finally opened his eyes, turned his head to watch him climb into the somewhat high seat, the sitting posture was standard and his back was straight, and finally responded, "Hmm." ”

Zuo You closed the car door, Cheng Jin started the car, the car passed by the school gate, Zuo You saw that Qingruo was still standing at the school gate, and did not make a sound, just watched her hand shake through the black glass, and the amplitude was very small and there was no sound.

Zuo Shengyan's afterglow moved from his small movements to the window, the car had already picked up speed, and the woman who passed by in his sight seemed to be a flash in the pan.

The surrounding noisy background, she seems to have become a landscape in her slim and slim manners.

The car entered the residential area of the military headquarters and stopped at the intersection of Zuo's house.

Zuo You didn't ask, but opened the car door by himself, and the little short legs were cautiously ready to jump out of the somewhat high car seat.

"Father, I'll go back first." The little one stood by the car, and the little face was tensed into an adult's expression.

Zuo Shengyan nodded, and Zuo You closed the car door.

The man sat in the back with his eyes closed, the carriage so quiet that he could barely breathe.

Zuo You watched the car go away, wiped his face and sighed, turned around and returned to Zuo's house with his schoolbag.

The servant had already prepared his dinner, probably knowing that Zuo Shengyan was going to eat dinner outside, so he only prepared one serving.

Zuo Shengyan doesn't like to waste, his dinner portion alone is just the amount he can or should eat at his age.

His bedroom and study are on the second floor, and the third floor is Zuo Shengyan's living room, which is not allowed without permission, and Zuo You is the same.

Go back to your study, do your homework, and prepare for tomorrow's schoolwork.

There is no need for a maid to remind him to sleep, the clock on the wall is at the time, Zuoyou puts his homework on the table, goes into the bathroom and washes himself a little awkwardly, and when he comes out, he changes into pajamas, turns off the light and sleeps.

Zuo Shengyan came home late, and the maid at home left the entrance light, and after he entered the house, he turned off the light and went upstairs.

I drank some wine for dinner, but I drank very little, and now the taste is gone.

Zuo You's room was quiet, the curtains were not drawn, and the street lamp outside had a little light printed around the window.

Zuo Shengyan went to the side of the bed and stood condescendingly to look at him, Zuo You's sleeping appearance was very good, there was no common problem with children, kicking the quilt, etc., even the habit of liking to sleep with things in his hands was forcibly changed by him.

Zuo Shengyan looked at him for a minute or two, then walked to the window and closed the curtains.

Exiting his room to the small study next to him, he turned on the light and sat down in Zuo You's small chair, checking his homework on the table, where there was a piece of paper in addition to his homework.

Pale letter paper with kapok patterns in the corners.

A letter to parents

Dear parents, hello; I am the teacher in charge of the first grade class: Xu Qingruo. It's an honor and a pleasure......

The handwriting is very beautiful, and the words are sincere and appropriate.

Zuo Shengyan saw the parent's signature position below, took out the pen he carried with him from his coat, signed his name, put the letter back in its place, and closed the homework book that Zuo You had spread out on the table.

In the morning, when the maid came to call, Zuo You had already woken up, turned over and got up after answering the sound, changed his clothes and went into the bathroom to freshen up, the mirror in the bathroom was very large, Zuo You stood in front of the mirror and sorted out his clothes, checked whether there were any wrong buttons, and flattened some curly hair.

Go to the study next door to tidy up the schoolbag, a letter to the parents is sandwiched into the homework book and carefully placed, Zuo Shengyan's signature font is about the same size as Qingruo's words, Qingruo's words are beautiful and beautiful, Zuo Shengyan's is strong and domineering, Zuo You raised his hand and touched the undulating letter paper before clipping it into the homework book, when, his words can be so good-looking.

Zuo Shengyan had already finished breakfast and was dealing with official business on the side, his deputy was waiting on the side, and there were a lot of Wen Jiàn clips next to him, Zuo Shengyan was sitting on the main sofa, looking at Wen Jiàn, holding a pen in his hand.

"Father, Uncle Liu, good morning."

Zuo Shengyan's response was always only one word, and the deputy was much gentler, stopped what he was doing, turned back to look at Zuo You, who was going down the stairs, and said good morning to him with a smile.

"Why did Xiaoyou get up so early?"

Zuo You pursed his lips and just climbed onto the chair of the dining table, with the breakfast that the maid had just brought up in front of him, Zuo You looked at Zuo Shengyan, his gaze fell on Wen Jiàn, and he didn't seem to pay attention to listening to Uncle Liu and his conversation.

"I was elected class president by my classmates yesterday and needed to arrive at school a quarter of an hour early."

Before Liu Cheng's words of praise came out, Zuo Shengyan, who was carrying Wen Jiàn, raised his head, glanced at the clock on the wall, and then turned his head to look at Zuo You, "I will get up ten minutes earlier from tomorrow." ”

In fact, because of his position as class leader, he had already gotten up fifteen minutes earlier than expected, in order to arrive at school a quarter of an hour earlier.

Zuo Shengyan's words, there is only execution here in Zuo You, nodded heavily, and responded seriously. "Yes, father."

Zuo Shengyan's gaze had already turned back to the Wen Jiàn clip in his hand.

After Zuo You finished breakfast, Zuo Shengyan had already put down the Wen Jiàn folder, Liu Cheng sorted out the Wen Jiàn, and the three of them went out together, and Cheng Jin sat in the car and waited at the door.

Zuo You and Cheng Jin greeted him, and Cheng Jin replied with a strict greeting to Zuo Shengyan after a good morning.

It's still early in school hours, and there aren't many people at the school gate, only a few small vendors are busy.

Qingruo changed into a cheongsam, her hair was tied behind her head, she was looking at something similar to a roster in her hand, and her side face was serious and exquisite.

There was nothing to say in the car, and when the black car stopped at the school gate, Zuo You opened the door and got off the station to say goodbye to the car.

After closing the car door, the steps are steady and calm, which is a mature temperament that does not match the age.

The car started, the window on Zuo You's side was not completely closed, and Zuo Shengyan's good hearing made him hear Zuo You's flying tone behind him, "Teacher Xu~~"

It's so rippling, full of little boys at this age who are naughty and like to mix together, and they want to be noticed and want to be pampered.

Cheng Jin and Liu Cheng also heard it, Liu Cheng glanced in the rearview mirror, Zuo You was like rushing over, Qingruo heard the voice, put down the things in his hand and turned back, seeing him smiling gently and brightly, bending down slightly and opening his arms.

Zuo You pounced directly on it.

"......" Liu Cheng turned his head, Zuo You is a miniature version of Zuo Shengyan, which is an almost recognized fact by the military department, polite, restrained and calm.

However, even so, he still can't imagine that Zuo Shengyan when he was a child would do what he did just now.

Liu Cheng glanced at Zuo Shengyan in the back seat, a military uniform was straight and hard, there was no wrinkle in the corners of the sitting movements, his back was straight and tight, his legs were slightly apart, his hands were on both knees, his thick palms came out of the cuffs, the cuffs were buttoned, and the cuffs of the military uniform were like new clothes that had just been set, lining out powerful and ready palms.

Zuo Shengyan often closes his eyes in the car, his face is deep and well-contoured, he has retreated from his youthful youth, his bronzed skin is resolute and indifferent, his eyes are deep, once he opens his eyes, those dark eyes can look straight into the depths of people's hearts.

This is a man who is dangerous but full of male domineering and cold.

Half a semester has passed, Zuo You has grown taller again, and the clothes and pants in the wardrobe have been changed, but the style is almost the same, with Zuo Shengyan's concise style, Zuo You is the main tone of black and white in the small wardrobe, and now the people serving the Garment Bureau have been directed to make clothes for Zuo You and send them to Zuo's house regularly.

Although Cheng Jin and Liu Cheng, who often follow Zuo Shengyan to pick up Zuo You to and from school, have not said a word to Qingruo, they are already very familiar with Xu Qingruo, and her complete data file was lying on Zuo Shengyan's desk as early as the morning of the second day of school.

Zuo You really likes her, but in the face of her, he can't wait to run over, crash into her arms and call Teacher Xu softly, and once applied to Zuo Shengyan for a large fee, as his Teacher Xu's birthday, he needs to give a birthday gift: a cheongsam.

Zuo Shengyan was approved, and the cheongsam was bought by Liu Cheng and sent to the Zuo family.

After Mr. Zuo Youxu's birthday, without Zuo You's knowledge, the Garment Bureau sent a set of clothes to his wardrobe, the value was comparable to that cheongsam, and the Garment Bureau said that there was no need for the Zuo family to pay, because someone had paid.

The students at the school gate were almost gone, Zuo You, as the head of the first grade class, was the last to say goodbye to Qingruo, pulling the shoulder strap of his schoolbag, Zuo You raised his little head and smiled sweetly, "Goodbye, teacher." ”

Qingruo was still the same, bent down and touched his hair, smiling softly and softly, "Goodbye~ Let's go back." ”

The black car was waiting not far from the school gate, Zuo You opened the door and got into the car, his movements were slight and there was no sound, "Father, Uncle Cheng." ”

Closing the door, the car started, Zuo You leaned back against the seat through the schoolbag, turned his head to look at the school gate passing by the car, she was still standing at the door, it had been cold recently, she changed into a winter cheongsam, and a shawl would be added.

"Father, tomorrow afternoon at four o'clock the school will have a parent-teacher conference. You can ask Uncle Cheng or Uncle Liu to come over. ”

Zuo Shengyan closed his eyes, and after listening to his words, he opened his thin lips lightly and spoke, "I will come over on time." ”

There are no ups and downs, but it is a final word.