70, afternoon tea in the Mother's Garden

(The storyline is fictitious, the official must not sit in the opposite seat, the similarity is purely a coincidence)

Harry couldn't figure out what was going on, so he sent an email to Jinghao's mailbox, asking her why she didn't say goodbye, if something was suddenly happening at home?

After returning home quietly, she had a week of jet lag, and when she saw the email, she hesitated for a long time and didn't know how to reply. She wanted to tell the truth, to express the doubts in her heart, but she felt that there was no point in it. Looking through Harry's emails over and over again, he was still so polite that he couldn't tell if he was asking about his student, about an ordinary friend, or if he was really treating himself as a girlfriend. Of course, she and he have never had any boyfriend and girlfriend behavior, walking are about a meter apart, except for a few occasional times, Jing Hao went to Harry's house, or Harry went to Jing Hao's residence to find her, and they talked in public, they didn't even touch hands, they looked at each other and smiled, it was already a very intimate move......

Looking back at Jing Hao at this time, I only feel that maybe I have always been wishful thinking. But she forgot that they had always been teachers and students, both teachers and students, and no matter what, they were separated by a wall. Harry is a bit of a nerd, following the rules, but he is indeed a decent gentleman, and he has been waiting for it, isn't it that this wall is gone, and the two of them can have a good relationship. But how could he know that everything was ready, only the east wind was owed, but the little girl Xiaomin had become a huge misunderstanding between the two......

Harry sat in the garden of his mother's house, his mother brought a small saucer, which was a strawberry pudding she had made herself, and placed it on the black wooden table under the large parasol, Harry poured a cup of black tea for his mother, and added tea to his own cup, and his mother sat down and let Harry taste the pudding, Harry didn't seem to hear it, and looked at the sky in the distance with a blank face.

The mother said, "I guess she may have misunderstood you about this, otherwise if you send her an email to ask, she will reply to you out of politeness." ”

Harry turned his head and said, "You think so?" ”

The mother said, "Well, if she had to go back because of something urgent, she wouldn't have answered your emails." Moreover, before leaving, I should tell you first, I think that no matter how urgent things are, I will not be so nervous that I will leave without saying a word. ”

Harry nodded.

Harry's mother continued, "Because here you should be one of her most familiar and trusted friends, right? ”

Harry said, "Mom, what you said is logical, but what could I do to cause her such a big misunderstanding?" ”

Mother said: "We mentioned that there were people who were just associating with British people for the sake of British identity, was it because of this? Did you explain it to her afterwards? ”

Harry said, "It's been a long time, no. ”

The mother said, "Did you say anything after that?" In particular, have you discussed the emotional side of things? ”

Harry said, "No, the last time you came back from Oxford, I went out with her on the weekend, and we had a great time, and the last few times we met, we were chatting in a café, and everything was fine, and there were no unpleasant arguments or quarrels, never." ”

The mother joked, "Could it be that some secret of yours, such as a secret relationship that even I don't know, was suddenly discovered by her?" She couldn't accept it, so she walked away? ”

Harry looked at his mother and froze for a moment.

He recalls that before Jing Hao left, he had been in the same café twice, and the little girl Hyomin called, and he took the phone and went to the farthest window to answer it......

He smiled at his mother: "Maybe you're right......"

After Harry returned to Oxford from his mother's house, he took a taxi directly from the train station to the school, he found the contact information of Jinghao China from the student information stored in the office computer, and he immediately dialed the home number recorded on it, but unfortunately, this number was the landline phone of Jinghao's family two years ago, everyone in the family had a mobile phone, and the landline was useless to keep, so it was withdrawn long ago. Harry hears "Hello, the number you dialed doesn't exist". He listened to it five or six times in a row before he could figure it out.

Harry opened his mailbox and sent another email. Although he felt that the misunderstanding was probably related to the two phone calls, he didn't guess that Jing Hao misunderstood that he was the little girl's father. In an email, he said: "I suspect that maybe there is a misunderstanding between us. We were in a café before, and someone called me, not a colleague I said at the time, and certainly not a close woman, but a very young girl, her age is just right for my daughter, so please don't get me wrong about what kind of intimate relationship I have with other people. I said it was a colleague at the time, but I didn't tell the truth, because the story of this little girl is a bit complicated, and I can't tell it in a few words, and I originally wanted to tell you slowly in the future. ”