When school was about to start, there were more and more news about Mao'er's departure in the class group, and more and more people came to ask Lin Ran.

Lin Ran replied over and over again, "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know" and gradually became a little bored.

But the news of Mao'er's departure is probably true.

Lin Ran clicked on Mao'er's perennial invisible avatar, thought of many kinds of opening remarks and felt that it was inappropriate, and finally sent a message hesitantly: "Teacher, I don't want to continue to be the dormitory director next semester." ”

After about ten minutes, Mao'er replied: "Don't tell me. ”

"Why?" Lin Ran's heart was beating fast, it seemed that it was really real.

"I won't take you next semester, and I'm no longer your homeroom teacher."

Looking at this line of words across the screen, Lin Ran was a little sentimental, and she could feel that Mao'er was also a little sad.

He is so young, this is the first time he has been a class teacher.

At this stage of entering the third year of high school, I suddenly have to leave the class I have brought for a year, and it will be uncomfortable for anyone to change it.

"Is it because of us?" Lin Ran asked.

Mao'er didn't reply to the message for a long time.

If the results are a little better, Maoer will not leave.

Lin Ran nestled in the sofa in frustration, a little wanting to shed tears.

"No, it's not." Mao'er replied briefly with three words.

Lin Ran looked at the gray avatar, and she couldn't think of anything to reply except "Okay, teacher".

All right.

It's not a one-person decision either. Lin Ran knows and understands.

But it's just sad. When I thought of the unreal happiness when I just saw the class list, when I thought of Mao'er who had just entered the school and talked to her to let her work hard, when I thought of that time when I was late for early reading, Mao'er who was standing at the door put her over and left the boys behind her outside to lecture, when I thought of every time before the big break, she sat peacefully in her seat and waited for Mao'er to send the test papers, when I thought of the way he was angry with himself, and when I thought of his laughter after apologizing, Lin Ran's tears flowed down unconsciously, dripping on the sofa, and there was a "snap".

Really, going to leave.

She has been a class representative for him for two years, and she likes him for two years, and it is worth it.

After a long time, Mao'er sent her another message: "No matter who is the head teacher, you have to work hard." ”

Lin Ran remembered that day in the office, Mao'er looked at her seriously, seriously, and told her word by word: "Work hard." ”

It seems like it happened yesterday.

But it's all gone.

Lin Ran successively sent messages to Chen Hui and Zhu Chengzhuang to tell them about this.

"Really?" Chen Hui sent three in a row.

"Mao'er must be sad."

"Is it because our class grades are too poor?"

"Ahh Mao'er is such a person! Don't want to wow! ”

"Crying."

"Our new homeroom teacher must have a bad temper, and the school must transfer a particularly strict teacher to manage us."

"Ahh It can't be a little old man! ”

……

Chen Hui chattered endlessly, Lin Ran read them one by one, and didn't want to say a word.

After Chen Hui quieted down, Lin Ran finally received a message from Zhu Chengzhuang:

"Are you alright?"

"Don't be too sad, we'll see you again in the future."

Lin Ran clicked on the dialog box, but he didn't know what to say.

"Maybe our new head teacher is as good as Mao'er, maybe even better than him."

Lin Ran shed another string of tears.

"I know that the school must be good for us, but I'm so sad, I'm so sad."

It's been two years.

Perhaps no one has a deeper affection for Mao'er than her.