() Tie Ming looked at Qin Xin, and for a while, a thousand words rushed to his throat, but when they reached his mouth, they all turned silent, and only his eyes conveyed infinite affection.

Qin Xin's face slowly turned red, and he pursed his lips, like a pink peach.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a loud thump in the chest, and the fawn slammed. He stood up hesitantly, his heart flashed with a pair of innocent eyes, he bit his lip, and said:

"Teacher Song, you treat me"

Before she could finish speaking, the little girl fled shyly. She looked forward to hearing Tieming's answer, but she was afraid to hear his rejection. In her mind, Tie Ming is like a relative, like a teacher. She wants ...... But I still don't have the courage to do it.

Qin Xin ran away, like a snowflake disappearing in the night sky, pure love fluttering.

Tie Ming touched his cheek, in a trance, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, the kiss just now was an angel's kiss? Qin Xin said something, and I didn't reply to her.

It turned out that there were all kinds of thoughts in my heart, but only the sourness in my eyes remained. It's hard to say it, and it's hard to send it. How much love, breathing sounds, wanting to say but can't say it, shame people, suffocating heart.

This is probably true love, endure not love, afraid that in a short life, your thin body will not be able to bear your affection.

。 With a deep sigh, Tie Ming looked up at the sky and lowered his head. The swing frame was too short and small for his slender legs, like a child's toy.

He propped his elbows on his knees, his chin buried deep between his fingers. The cold wind swept up the fallen leaves, and there was a solemn scene around him, and a young man in a long black trench coat sat alone in the wind, like a painting.

He is not moved but moved, and this painting is really worth playing.

"Alas!"

In the end, Tie Ming sighed deeply, tightened his collar, got up and left, and did not pursue his heart, but went to the small western-style building alone.

In the small western-style building, Tie Ming turned the pages of Qinxin's textbook. Her homework is getting better and better, and her class notes are getting more and more careful and clear. Hehe, he was a smart kid.

Everyone who is a teacher wants to see their students improve. Tie Ming has been a teacher for many years and has a long-lasting affection for his students.

He understands that students need the teacher's teaching, and they need the teacher's care and love.

In the Chinese concept, one day is a teacher, and a lifetime is a father. The master is the father, just like the godfather of the Westerners, they play the role of father, and some even exceed their biological father.

"Need?"

Tie Ming suddenly thought of this layer. As a student, Qin Xin really needs the teaching, care and love of her home teacher. I will spare no effort in this regard. And how to explain the word "like" when her own students say it today?

"She loves herself! She really likes herself! ”

With a "snap", a pen fell to the ground.

Tie Ming hurriedly picked it up and put it back in the pen holder, but he couldn't put back his feelings.

These days of getting along, Tie Ming has fallen in love with Qin Xin, and Qin Xin has also fallen in love with Tie Ming.

However, neither of them broke this relationship. One cautiously tentative, the other half-welcoming and half-rejecting ambiguously. Both of them were expecting each other's response, and both were trying their best to suppress the deep feelings that were about to come out in their hearts.

"I like you!"

What a beautiful four words. The more concise the words, the more they can reflect the deep feelings, and Qin Xin has done it. This brave girl boldly took a step towards her lover.

Pull back the curtains and condense

Looking at the direction of Qinxin's balcony, Tie Ming's heart was extremely entangled.

"What kind of feelings does she have for herself? What are the meanings of her like? Does she know what love is? Does she understand the feelings that men have for women and women for men? ”

Tie Ming looked far away, because of the excessive exertion, the eyeballs protruded from the sockets, he was eager to know what Qin Xin thought of his part, and unconsciously raised his feet, wanting to fly to her immediately, and discuss the true meaning of love with her, eager to cut out his heart for her.

"Is your liking love, Qinxin?"

Tie Ming tried his best to decipher the deep meaning of Qin Xin's words.

"Will my love be what you like?"

Tie Ming seemed to be talking to himself, asking and answering himself, looking in the direction of Qinxin's balcony for a while, and turning ink restlessly in the room for a while.

Where can I complain about my inner troubles? Where can I find the answers? Obviously, the beauty is not far away, but it feels thousands of miles away.

"Alas!"

Tie Ming sighed deeply again and sat down on the ground.

"Why are you so hesitant? Why do you dare not say it when you love her very much? ”

Because I'm not sure. Because I love her, I love her very much.

Tie Ming turned his gaze to the white circular balcony again. At this moment, the balcony seemed to glow out in the afternoon sun. The light was divine and pure, without a speck of dust.

"Gloria on the balcony."

It was an old dance drama, and the hostess appeared on the balcony in public. Tie Ming was fascinated by this action.

Gloria on the balcony was so beautiful, so pure. She looked into the distance, and there was the future she wanted.

"Future?"

Her future will surely be as bright as the sunny light in the afternoon. I don't have such divine power to grant her such a future.

Tie Ming turned and sat back in his chair, fiddling with a small round iron bead back and forth.

What a perfect bead, the arc is smooth and full. If man could be as perfect as this bead, would he still have troubles?

But people are not like this, people cannot be born perfect like this bead, the path of life is even more perfect, and it is also perfect after death.

People are people, and people are flawed.

This is precisely the cause of people's troubles, especially when they meet the love of their life.

Tie Ming took a sip of tea and put it in his stomach.

"I'm not that perfect."

Tie Ming muttered to himself, shaking his head slightly.

Qin Xin is a young lady, she is a noble birth and has a good life. She has never suffered from life. Everything she has is the best in the world. She must have thought of herself too perfectly to have feelings for herself.

Then after in-depth contact, she will definitely destroy her perfection in her mind.

No way! No way!

I don't want her illusions to be shattered, I can only avoid her fiery gaze and escape from her dreamy girlish fantasies.

The small iron ball in his hand had been kneaded hot, and Tie Ming realized that his palms were sweaty. Little Iron Ball, Little Iron Ball, do you know the heat in my heart?

Tie Ming was fascinated by the small iron ball in his hand. Half a ring, I finally put it on the plate and let it roll around without touching it again.

"I'm going to get out of her dreams."

Poor Tie Ming finally made up his mind and was determined to push Qin Xin away.

"Why don't you dare to associate with Qin Xin? Because you love her, love her very much. It's a pity you're not done

Beauty. You are afraid that after deep contact, it will destroy your perfection in her mind, so you keep avoiding it, even running away. ”

In this small western-style building, every book, table, and chair can understand their love.

Our male protagonist is slow to act, is he missing this beautiful marriage in vain?

"Doodoo"

The phone rang for a while, Tie Ming jumped up in shock, looked at the phone in horror and thought: Isn't that here to torture yourself? Who called? Is it refreshing? Or her dad? Or her maid?

The phone rang for a while. Tie Mingcai paced over slowly, picked up the microphone, and heard it was really Qinxin's voice.

"Teacher Song, why did you answer the phone!"

"I ...... I was just listening to the birds on the balcony and didn't hear your call. ”

Tie Ming's ability to lie is really getting bigger and bigger.

"It's okay, that ...... Shall we go to the zoo today? I want to see the monkeys. ”

"Okay, I'll drive you."

"Hee-hee, that ...... Let's go at two o'clock in the afternoon, and we'll go when we get some sleep! ”

"Uh-huh."

"Then it's decided, wait for me to look for you in the small western-style building."

After Qin Xin finished speaking, he hung up the phone, tilted his head and smiled at Xiao Ju who was guarding the side, and said:

"He agreed."

"Of course Mr. Song will promise Miss, where Miss wants to go, Mr. Song will drive to wherever he wants, he wants to come to be a 'flower messenger'!"

"What are you talking about?"

Qin Xin covered her mouth shyly and smiled, and was very happy to hear Xiaoju say the words "flower messenger".

It's a wonderful feeling to be protected and cared for, and this man is still very, very fond of it.

Xiao Ju bent down to look at Qin Xin's expression, and teased her:

"Miss, you're blushing!"

"Huh? Is it? Is it? Take a look in the mirror and let me see. ”

Xiao Ju smiled and handed the mirror to her. Qin Xin thought that his face was allergic and red, and when he looked in the mirror, he was still the same person, and his cheeks revealed a slight redness.

Qin Xin looked left and right, and accidentally slipped into Xiao Ju covering her mouth and laughing sideways, the eyes of the ghost elf, this girl!

"Xiaoju!"

Qin Xin hit Xiao Ju affectionately with a mirror, Xiao Ju shrunk her shoulders and hid, smiling and shouting, "Xiao Ju doesn't dare." Qin Xin stood up, pulled Xiao Ju's braids, and pretended to teach her a lesson:

"Let's see if you dare to make fun of me in the future."

"Hehe, don't dare, Xiaoju won't dare in the future."

Qin Xin let out a long yawn, and a wave of tiredness hit his heart. Xiao Ju hurriedly said:

"Miss, take a nap!"

Qin Xin nodded, yawned again, and walked to the bed. Xiao Ju hurriedly opened the closet and picked out pajamas for her to change into, lifted the veil, and waited for Qin Xin to fall asleep before she quietly retreated.

Odd? When I was just standing, I wanted to sleep, but why didn't I want to sleep at all as soon as I lay down?

Qin Xin opened her big round eyes and stared intently at the pattern on the ceiling. The pattern is intricate and detailed, just like her heart.

Qin Xin turned over, pulled the quilt and lay on his side, closed his eyes and meditated, and after a long time he opened it again, "snapped" and blinked a pair of green eyes, turned over suddenly, looked up at the ceiling again, and continued to think about his thoughts.

Who was she thinking?

……