I don't have time to worry about my mother's recent health now, and of course, I don't seem to pay much attention to her. As for the expressions and whispers of the teachers in the office during the day, I have to wonder if the content of this report letter is indeed related to my father.

I slept soundly that night, but what I didn't expect was that after that night, a new chapter in my life began.

That night, Cao Qi still didn't go home all night. It seems that after her grandmother didn't get an answer to her trying to find his whereabouts, she simply gave up the way of letting Cao Qi save her father. After all, the arrival of Zi Yunfei has already made the uncle take care of himself, and grandma's behavior of closing the door early in the morning to talk to Zhang Jing clearly shows that grandma knows about this woman.

But, late yesterday, grandma went out under the pretext of going out. Li Qiaoer mentioned in the conversation later, it is unknown whether grandma knows or not. But for everyone, if this Zi Yunfei is a mystery, then this Li Qiao'er is a bomb.

The mystery plus the power of the bomb, the disability level, five stars is more than enough.

Of course, everything has a process of formation and development, and nothing can be said suddenly. For example, the interpersonal relationship between people, for example, the formation of a certain secret, and for the sudden disclosure of a certain secret, all of which require a long-term accumulation and transformation, and even such an objective factor promoted by external forces.

For Zi Yunfei's arrogant appearance in the Cao family hall yesterday, and with Cao Qi, a figure who is so powerful in society, he can actually be in front of this woman's arrogant report, just frowning angrily and scolding a few words, although the words are short, it is enough to make Zhang Jing heartbroken.

Zhang Jing once thought that she abandoned her father and chose Cao Qi, which was already a successful case. She has been trying hard to play the role of Cao Qi's side, the obedient, well-behaved, assertive, and graceful beauty of the director's wife, but she has also forgotten one thing, men are always curious animals.

In other words, maybe she had thought that such a perfect Cao Qi would betray her one day, but what she never expected was that Cao Qi would be so calm about her mistakes, and even did not shy away from the whole process, nor did she care about her feelings on the side, which was no different from the death sentence for her.

In the face of this sudden event, although I was mentally prepared, the cruelty of reality was sometimes exceeded.

If you ask me what makes me so strong mentally on the road to the future and why I am so strong in my heart on the road to the future, then I can only tell you that the misfortunes I experienced in my childhood have been forced to make my heart strong.

The next morning, Cao Cancan was in good shape. On the way, he whispered to me mysteriously: "Hey, Cao Muxi, you will be in a while, after you arrive at the class, you tell Kan Tao that I came to school today!" Don't forget. I looked at her and nodded.

"How are you so listless? It's like it's your dad who has gone wrong. Haha..."What Cao Cancan said is not entirely unreasonable. Yes, something happened to the Cao family, what am I doing with such a mental state? It's just that no one knows yet, it's really my dad. As soon as I stepped through the school gates, I reflexively remembered the scene I had seen in the office yesterday, and my heart began to retreat. This psychological feeling directly changed into behavior, and I simply stood directly at the entrance of the campus. Cao Cancan looked back at me and asked me why I was standing stupidly at the school gate? I didn't answer.

What answer? I really can't answer.

After the self-study that morning, the head teacher entered the classroom with a stack of papers, looked around, and finally fell on me.

In that moment of intimacy, I was suddenly in chaos. After all, I was an inconspicuous student in the class, and I didn't belong to that kind of potential stock, either in terms of character or learning. Although the class teacher has taken good care of me recently, in my understanding, this kind of care comes from the school's assessment requirements for each year group, which depends on the overall performance and improves the average score, and that's it. Therefore, this eye contact is the first time. I was so scared that I didn't know what to do.

The head teacher instructed the class leader to send the paper down and said that he would do a small test in class. I had just laid out the paper and was about to sign it, when I heard my name from the head teacher, and then I left the classroom.

I'm behind him. In the hallway, she asked me if there was anything going on in my house that had caused my academic performance to drop dramatically. I thought about it, so I could only move out of my mother as an excuse to prevaricate. She touched my hair and told me that the affairs of adults should be solved by adults, and that it is a very unwise choice not to affect their life and study status because of other things that have nothing to do with learning, after all, learning is for oneself, and the time of student life is limited, and it really cannot be wasted. I nodded.

In fact, the head teacher's act of touching my hair really surprised me. After all, I had never seen this stern-looking teacher so close to her students. This caressing of hair is full of love and compassion in it.

When I turned to leave, she suddenly stopped me and told me that if there was anything going on lately or if I heard some rumors in the school and felt uncomfortable, I should go to her. I was stunned for a moment. Although the teacher's concern was kind and heartfelt, I still felt as if I had seen everything that was about to happen, and the bloody battlefield.

On the way back to my seat, I kept thinking about the teacher's words. Is this a vaccination? Words?

I once said that I am a good person, although I am ready to accept the impermanence of this world, but if it is a kind of spiritual energy pressure caused by external public opinion, it will be cruel to anyone, whether it is a child or an adult.

When I saw the head teacher's foot in the room when he returned to the office, he pulled it back. I was still standing in the hallway, but this time it was very, very quiet, as if I was the only one in the building.

I looked up at the sky in the distance, and there were a large white clouds that had been hiding something, just like the secret that wanted to be revealed, and like the sunlight hidden behind it, the kind of weakness that would never shine on the ugly side of people's hearts.