"How many times can you get rid of the wind and rain? Hurried spring and returned. Cherish the long spring and fear that the flowers will bloom early, not to mention the countless reds. ”

Ouyang Xiaozhi walked a few steps on the playground and turned back to the female students who followed her. The college entrance examination is about to take place in less than two months, and the senior high school girl in front of her always reminds her of her eighteen years old, although no one can guess her age.

"Teacher, why do you like this song of Xin Qiji?"

"Late spring and early summer are the best seasons for death."

She wore a purple silk scarf around her neck, and her long hair was blown in the wind, and a few strands of hair covered her face, forcing her to show a misty look.

Soon after the beginning of spring, Ouyang Xiaozhi completed a year's teaching task, bid farewell to the Miao children in the small southern town and cottage, and returned to the big city. She was assigned to a middle school in the city as a high school Chinese teacher, and temporarily took over the college entrance examination liberal arts class.

"Shen Min, why do you always follow me?"

"Teacher, you are a very special person."

This little girl was especially interested in her, and when she was about the age when Sichun died of injury, she worshipped Teacher Ouyang like a goddess.

"Oh, everybody says that, men and women."

Shin Min asked a bold question: "Teacher, why haven't you been getting married?" ”

"For so many years, I have always had someone I like in my heart, but he can't marry me."

"Is he a married woman?"

The girl is really precocious now, Xiaozhi smiled bitterly: "Because- he is already dead." ”

The senior girl also looked solemn: "I also have someone I like, but he can't be with me because he says he's a ghost." ”

Ouyang Xiaozhi bit his ear and said, "Don't believe the boy's words!" Let's go back to the study hall. ”

Seeing the slender back of the little girl in the spring, she picked up the withered petals by the flower bed, Gu Ying put it to her mouth and blew it with self-pity, watching the petals being swept away by the wet wind, and became inexplicably sad.

She hadn't seen Si Wang again, hadn't even made a phone call—he didn't know that Xiaozhi had returned.

The only thing I'm worried about is whether I will meet him on the street one day?

Xiaozhi has never returned to Nanming High School, and has to pass through Nanming Road twice, and he deliberately takes a long detour to avoid it.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, she left school in professional clothes and took the subway to the old neighborhood in the city center, where there are various small shops and restaurants on the side of the road, especially in the evening, when nearby residents come to shop and eat.

Came to the door of a Shaxian snack, the signboard and façade were quite clean, before the evening meal, a few guys were chatting and playing cards, she sat in and ordered a bowl of wonton.

It was a tall and thin young man who brought the wonton to the table for her, Ouyang Xiaozhi put the money on the table and said, "If you're not busy, sit down and talk." ”

The other party was stunned for a moment, his cheeks were shyly crimson, and he sat down and said, "Auntie, it turned out to be you." ”

"Are you still used to living here?"

"Not bad."

The boy looked to be no more than twenty years old, and had a blue mark on his forehead. He was wearing an ordinary jacket, his hair was greasy from the kitchen, his complexion and spirit were not bad, but his expression was strange, and he seemed to have a lot to say, and he swallowed it back when it came to his mouth.

"Hey! Your pretty aunt is here again! One of the cooks made fun of him and patted him on the shoulder, "He likes it very much, he is happy to work every day, and he doesn't know where he gets his strength." ”

"Jizong, I'm really happy for you."

He scratched his head shyly: "Except for the two thousand yuan a month, the rest are quite happy, these guys are very good to me, I want to work for another year or two, and I will earn my own money to open a small shop." ”

"Great, if you need help, my aunt can lend you some money at that time, or count me as an investor! However, my salary as a teacher is not high, and I can only contribute 10,000 yuan at most. ”

"Hey, hey!"

Lu Jizong smirked, his teeth were exposed, like a sunny big boy, who was already the same as a few months ago. At that time, he played games all day long, fought with people on the street at every turn, couldn't find a friend around him, couldn't say a word to his mother when he got home, and looked at strangers like a murderer about to be executed.

During his year in the small southern town, Ouyang Xiaozhi hoped to find clues about Lu Zhongyue by approaching the young man - if the wanted criminal was still alive, the child with the cyan birthmark in front of him would be the only person worthy of his affection.

In fact, she had a feeling that Lu Zhongyue was wandering nearby, maybe in the corner of a dark night, which made her extra careful every time she returned to Miao Village, and she had to hide an anti-wolf spray in her bag.

The man was like a ghost that never appeared before her eyes.

Finally, more than a month ago, she took Lu Zhongyue's son out of the town. It was also the result of several pleas from the child, he no longer wanted to stay in this suffocating environment, he also knew that playing games in an Internet café every day was tantamount to chronic suicide, and he dreamed of going to that distant metropolis again, even if he knew that he would have to pay for it. His mother also knew that she couldn't keep him, so she entrusted her son to Ouyang Xiaozhi, Lu Zhongyue's "cousin" and the child's "cousin".

Lu Jizong left the town for the first time, nervously and excitedly got into the car and then changed trains, and it took more than ten hours to arrive here. Xiaozhi found a job for him at this Shaxian snack, and the owner was a loyal Fujianese who solved the accommodation problem for him. Although, you can only look through the narrow windows and look at the glass curtain wall of the skyscraper.

He quickly changed his phone number and never contacted his mother again. He also took special care of Xiaozhi, and if his mother called again, he would say that he didn't know his whereabouts. Ouyang Xiaozhi has never been a mother, but she can understand Chen Xiangtian's mood. Still, she agreed to the child's request, fearing that if she deceived him, she might never find him again, and the previous year's efforts would be in vain.

"Jizong, let me ask you a question." Xiao Zhi thought about it, and after eating the wonton, he looked at the blue spots on the young man's forehead, "Recently, have there been any special people around?" ”

"Nope."

He frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head blankly.

"If something strange comes to you or something special, be sure to call me immediately!"

"Okay, I remember."

Suddenly, Lu Jizong seemed much more attractive, and the girl from the ramen shop next door would play with him tomorrow.

This boy is just her bait.