In the early spring of 1994, when she walked into the teaching building of Nanming High School for the first time, it was dripping with light rain outside the window, and the teacher's office was cold and damp, and she was shivering in autumn pants.

Six years apart, Shen Ming is already a mature man, an enviable high school Chinese teacher, Ouyang Xiaozhi still remembers his face.

And she was no longer an eleven-year-old girl, a dirty and hungry wanderer in a shantytown. She carried a black schoolbag, a big white sweater that was almost down to her knees, and had long shawl hair that was rare for girls at that time, which was only available in Hong Kong movies. Her skin is super white, almost lacking in the degree of blood color malnutrition, but her big black eyes are unforgettable, and her nose and lips are very marked, much like a girl's version of Wang Zuxian.

No matter how you look at it, this seventeen-year-old girl is a decent child.

Her appearance is also rare, this is a key high school in the city, and only the top students of the high school entrance examination can come in, except for the school choice students of a few high-level cadres, there has never been a transfer of schools halfway.

"Teacher, good morning, my name is Ouyang Xiaozhi."

She greeted and bowed softly, like a spring breeze. Shen Ming had never seen such a polite classmate, he said with a little embarrassment: "Welcome, Ouyang, my name is Shen Ming, I am the head teacher of Class 2 and your Chinese teacher, I will take you to meet your classmates." ”

There was no one else in the teacher's office, and he seemed reluctant to be alone with the girl.

When he came to the cold classroom, Xiaozhi bowed politely: "Students, good morning, my name is Ouyang Xiaozhi." ”

Shen Ming designated her to sit at the same table as Liu Man.

Sitting behind her was horsepower, and she imagined her long hair like a black waterfall, a few strands of hair grazing across the back of her chair and landing on the table behind her. A few boys craned their necks and looked beyond the snow-white sweater on her shoulders to see her slender fingers, pulling out the pencil case and books, and placing them neatly in front of them. Liu Man, who was dressed in red, was quite enthusiastic and helped the new table clean up the garbage under the table.

The fine raindrops hit the window panes next to her, and a few early blooming camellia branches shivered in the spring cold.

Affirm that the teacher has taken a Chinese class, this section is Mr. Lu Xun's "In Memory of Liu He Zhenjun", and the chalk wrote on the blackboard -

"Manifest my greatest sorrow to the unearth, so that they may be pleased with my sorrow, and offer it as a humble sacrifice to the spirits of the deceased."

Suddenly, Ouyang Xiaozhi turned around, nodded slightly to the two boys behind him, opened his mouth but didn't make a sound, it turned out that he just told them with his mouth: "Please take care of me!" ”

She quickly settled into the new school and got along well with several girls, especially Liu Man, who was at the same table. Naturally, the boys are also courteous to her, but Twig is very cold to them, and always makes people eat soft nails.

The head teacher affirmed the teacher, as if deliberately avoiding her, and Xiaozhi once suspected that he was recognized by him? But thinking about the eighteen changes in the female college university, it has already been the same as six years ago, is it just that the eyes reveal the secret? For several weeks, the teacher did not spend time with her alone, except for speaking in class. And he has a good relationship with other classmates, Liu Man often asks him to ask some questions, not to mention that he plays basketball with Ma Ma and others.

Nanming High School's best teacher for her was a young and beautiful music teacher, who had just graduated from normal school and was now transferred to a girls' middle school. At that time, she didn't pay attention to music and art, and she rarely attended it in the second half of the second semester of high school, and her impression of music lessons was limited to listening to the teacher play the piano. The last music exam was to sing with piano accompaniment. Some people sang the Four Heavenly Kings or "New Mandarin Duck Butterfly Dream", and the teacher calmly accompanied these pop songs. And she chose "My Motherland" in the first textbook, and at that time she was thinking - how good it would be to be a female teacher.

A boy copied Bian Zhilin's "Broken Chapter" for her: "You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you from upstairs." The bright moon decorates your windows, and you decorate other people's dreams. She has always ignored these notes, kept an appropriate distance from people, and neither disgusted nor approached, except for Liu Man, who was both at the same table and in the same bed. Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, this poem entered the Chinese textbook of the first year of high school.

Ouyang Xiaozhi never mentioned the reason for the transfer, but some teachers inadvertently leaked the secret - her father was the head of the People's Liberation Army, and a few years ago in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, he made meritorious sacrifices on the front line of Laoshan and won the honor of revolutionary martyr. Xiaozhi and his mother have been dependent on each other for a long time, but he is a good student with excellent character and learning, and he was originally in a key high school in the city, but he didn't know what was wrong and needed to transfer to a boarding school. Because she is a family member of a martyr, the Education Bureau has a preferential policy, so she was transferred to Nanming Middle School.

Actually, her father was not a martyr.

In 2012, the spring was cold.

She is no longer a high school girl in a big white sweater, but a high school Chinese teacher with a white coat and boots.

Tonight, the starry sky is rarely clear, and oleanders have not yet bloomed.

Twig walked through the playground alone and walked quickly into the multi-purpose building. A small door on the fourth floor opens to the rooftop of the building—a place that was frequented in high school and which few students know about nowadays.

Looking down, Teacher An was wandering in the playground, this man wanted to invite her to dinner, although he had refused twice in person, he was still unrelentingly entangled. There was only this place, which he would never find.

The moonlight is shining.

The cold wind was howling on the fourth floor, her hair was instantly blown, she felt someone behind her, and turned her head to see the face of a seventeen-year-old boy.

"Si Wang? Why are you here? ”

"Shh He put his index finger to his lips, "Don't let him hear it!" ”

Twig nodded in understanding, and he walked over to the rooftop railing and poked his head down.

"Why is he chasing you?"

He kept his throat down, afraid that the wind would bring the sound downstairs.

"The teacher's business has nothing to do with the students."

She put on a solemn appearance in the classroom, and almost beat people with a whip.

"I'm worried about you."

"Si Wang, please call me Teacher Ouyang!"

Although her expression was stern, she still followed Si Wang's wishes, lowered her voice to the lowest, and almost said it in a breathy voice, which sounded a little funny.

"Okay, twig."

Si Wang's answer made her even more embarrassed: "The teacher won't force you anymore!" But I want to know, in the middle of the night, why don't you go back to your dorm room to sleep? ”

"Can't sleep."

"Are you stalking me?"

"No, it was you who happened to appear on the playground, and Teacher An was chasing you from behind, I was afraid that he would bully you."

"But how do you know I'm hiding here?" She tightened the hem of her skirt and looked behind her in horror, "Impossible! No one knew there was a small door on the rooftop floor! Unless—"

"I know."

He made a silent gesture, and under the dim light downstairs, Teacher An walked out of the school gate with his head down.

"Si Wang, who the hell are you?"

"I've been here." He stroked the railing of the rooftop, "Many years ago. ”

"How old are you? How dare you say to a teacher many years ago? ”

"Seventeen years ago, you were also standing in this place, staggering and almost falling, and someone grabbed you from behind, otherwise you would have fallen downstairs and died."

"Shut up!"

Finally, Ouyang Xiaozhi's complexion changed completely, and he was just about to leave a few steps out, when he turned back and stopped talking.

"Actually, you're trying to kill yourself."

"I didn't!" She looked down and didn't dare to look into the other's eyes, "I...... I was just...... I was dizzy at night and wanted to come out to blow the wind, but I didn't pay attention to my feet and slipped......"

"That's not what you said at the time! You said that since you entered this school, some people have been spreading rumors, all of which have been falsely spread and have been added to by countless people. Actually, you are a good girl, you don't dare to say a word to a boy, and you have never dated a bad teenager, you are just the object of harassment! Isn't it? ”

"Yes, that's what I said, how do you know?"

"In 1995, on a spring night on the roof of this building, you said a lot of heartfelt words - if it was only for yourself, then you could bear it, anyway, you have long been used to it. But in the second half of the third semester of high school, there were even more unbearable rumors, even involving your parents, which was the most intolerable for you. As long as you stay here, you can't wash away your innocence, as a transfer student who is about to take the college entrance examination, you can't go to other schools, and you have nowhere to hide. ”

In 1995, on this spring night on the rooftop, she struggled like a frightened kitten. The two men fell to the concrete, his hands wrapped around her waist like warm sponges. Twig stopped resisting, his cheeks were cold, and a few tears remained, looking at the starry sky. Take a deep breath, your chest heaving, turn your head and see the teacher's face.

Shen Ming is his homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher, who lives in the school dormitory for a long time, and happens to be on night patrol, and sees a rare figure shaking on the roof of the multi-purpose building, suspecting that someone is looking for a short view, so he rushes up to save people.

Years later, she still remembers that conversation vividly-

"Twig, please don't die."

"Why?"

"If you die, I'll be at a loss—I rushed in the fire seven years ago and almost burned to death, just to keep you alive!"

"You recognize me?"

"At first glance, it only seemed familiar, but then I noticed that you were a little strange, so I began to pay attention to you. I didn't expect you to change so much over the years, but you often look at the field opposite the school in a daze, and sometimes go to the witch area alone, which reminds me of the little girl back then. ”

"Teacher Shen, I thought you would never recognize me again."

"What you gave me, I still keep."

"This is the third time you've saved my life, and I don't know what to send to thank you this time?"

"The gift that the teacher wants to get is to see you live happily every day."

Ouyang Xiaozhi smiled knowingly, and then laughed presumptuously, laughing so much that almost the whole school would hear it.

The next day, many classmates said that they dreamed of female ghosts screaming in the middle of the night.

In 2012, on the same cold spring night, Xiaozhi stood on the roof of the multi-purpose building, and the moonlight illuminated tears.

"Si Wang, where did you hear about these things?"

Faced with her flustered eyes, the boy pointed to his head.

"You're mentally ill, aren't you? Last semester, did you sneak the note with Huang Zhongze's poems on it? ”

"Yes."

The cold wind on the rooftop hit, and Xiao Zhi shivered for a long time, and suddenly raised his arm and slapped him hard.

"Despicable! Shameless! Do you know what you're doing? She couldn't help but scream, ignoring her tears and snot, "Si Wang, I beg you, don't come and pester me again!" Don't think about it anymore, it's really not fun! Got it? ”

"It's that you don't understand."

There were five marks on his face, and he was still motionless, his eyes not changing at all.

"I'm sorry, the teacher had to wake you up!" She approached and touched Si Wang's face, but her thin fingers were cold, "I am your teacher Ouyang, thirty-five years old, no longer young, and I will be like your mother in a few years." You're only seventeen years old, and you're so handsome, there will be a lot of girls like you. ”

"It doesn't matter."

"Listen! Child, all that you just said happened before you were born! And, do you know that the male teacher who saved me here is already dead! ”

"Twig, I know, he died on June 19, 1995, at ten o'clock in the night."

Si Wang calmly stated the stated time of death, as if he were answering a bland language exam question.

"Stop!"

"Are you scared?"

"Si Wang, you are a scheming child, in the past six months since you entered Nanming High School, you have been secretly collecting everything about me, right? Did you read his diary? Imitating his handwriting? ”

"He never kept a diary."

"And you've been looking for horsepower?"

"Do you really not have any contact with your old classmates?"

"Don't pretend to be an adult! Please don't come near me, and don't like me, because I'm poisonous! ”

"Poison?"

Si Wang couldn't help but nod subconsciously.

"Remember—any man who gets too close to me will die!"

"I believe it."

The tears had long been dried by the wind, and her complexion was more like a female ghost in the moonlight, and a voice came from the root of her throat: "You should sleep in the dormitory after the lights are turned off, please don't violate the dormitory management regulations of the school." ”

With that, Xiaozhi turned around and rushed out of the small door, leaving him alone on the rooftop on the fourth floor.

On the opposite side of the large playground, the windows of the library's mysterious attic are lit up again.