A few days after the start of the summer vacation, the pre-exam tutorial class began, and Gao Wutong was in charge of Mandarin training.

After a three-day break at the end of the training class, the enrollment of suburban counties began, and Gao Wutong was assigned to the second enrollment group, running to three counties with the group, and was responsible for Mandarin interviews. The enrollment is complete, and the summer vacation is almost over.

At 9 o'clock in the morning of August 31, the whole school faculty and staff held a meeting. Next is the all-class teacher meeting, which is attended by both new and old class teachers. Gao Wutong couldn't shirk it and agreed to take over a freshman class. The class teacher will end, and the new class teacher will choose the class. This year, like the previous two years, we are still recruiting five classes. Bai Xiangsui pointed to the five bundles of student records on the conference table: "You can carry a bundle of them yourself, and touch which class counts which class." ”

After the two female teachers each lifted a bundle, Gao Wutong lifted a bundle, and Bai Xiangsui looked at it.

"Class 118, good numbers, congratulations, Teacher Gao!"

In the afternoon, Gao Wutong went to the teaching and research department to look at the student registration file, and wanted to think about who was suitable to be the class committee. A student named Huang Huazhen caught his attention. Huang Huazhen attended Wanxi Middle School for two years, and her mother Pan Jinxiu is the principal of a primary school in the county, and her family lives in Qianhe County.

"Could it be Pan Jinxiu from Wanxi Middle School?"

On September 1, when the new students registered, Pan Jinxiu really appeared, and it was Huang Huazhen's mother.

That night, Pan Jinxiu and her husband brought some souvenirs to the courtyard to find Gao Wutong, saying that it was given by others, and they borrowed flowers to offer Buddha and asked Gao Wutong to accept it.

"Don't worry, I have my heart, and things will be spared."

Pushing back and forth, Gao Wutong resolutely refused to accept it. Pan Jinxiu was a little annoyed.

"You don't like these, I'll ask Xiyue to send another one in a few days."

"You've seen her lately?"

"Not only have I seen it, I will see you often this holiday, and I will see you every day in the future."

"She's okay."

"If you are polite, I will really ask Xiyue to run."

Gao Wutong was in a dilemma. Pan Jinxiu pinched Gao Wutong and smiled as if she were seven inches, and motioned to her husband to put the big cardboard box in an inconspicuous place. Gao Wutong didn't dare to refuse anymore, and found a paper cup to make tea.

"Please sit down and have a cup of tea."

"That's right."

Pan Jinxiu and her husband sat down on a bamboo chair. Gao Wutong sat down in front of the writing desk and casually moved the plane leaf-shaped photo frame inside. Pan Jinxiu saw it in his eyes and smiled with emotion.

"Life is a lover, and there is a fate and suffering."

"Teacher Pan also likes ancient poems?"

"I can't say I like it, but I turn it over occasionally

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Flip over. ”

"Huang Huazhen has a good cultural score, and the interview score is also very good, you are very good at education."

"Thanks to Xiyue's help in the interview, she worked hard for more than 20 days."

"Has her work unit been decided?"

Pan Jinxiu got up and walked to the desk, picked up the sycamore leaf photo frame, looked at it and sat down.

"I knew you wouldn't forget her. She was set to work in a small county school, and I tried to get her over. I was transferred to the county primary school last year as the principal. Originally, I thought about letting her teach music, but she preferred to teach Chinese, so she let it go. I didn't expect to use it during the holidays. This year, I have seven graduates, most of whom are state teachers, and Liu Xiyue is the best. ”

"Then please take care of Mr. Pan."

"You even wanted to refuse my things just now, you are so ignorant of current affairs."

"I'm supposed to give you something."

"Why? Huang Huazhen is my daughter, who are you Liu Xiyue? ”

"This, this ......," Gao Wutong smiled embarrassedly, "it's my student." ”

"Don't be polite anymore. What's wrong with you two? ”

"It's a bit of a misunderstanding."

"I was disgusted with this kind of thing, but you two are a little special. You've known each other since you were students. She suddenly changed when she was in her third year of junior high school, and she worked hard to get to where she is today, which can be said to be caused by you. The two of you are very fateful, good things are grinding, take your time. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Pan, for your understanding."

After returning to Qianhe County, Liu Xiyue stayed at her grandmother's house, and after reporting to the Education Bureau, she went home to wait for the distribution news. Liu Zongkai asked her if she wanted to go to kindergarten or elementary school. Liu Xiyue said that it was best to go to elementary school. Liu Zongkai said that he would go to the county elementary school, the best primary school in the county. Liu Xiyue already knew that Pan Jinxiu was the principal of a county elementary school, and when she thought that she would work under her class teacher in the future, her heart was a little less fluctuating.

On the afternoon of the second day back to Wanxi Town, Liu Xiyue wandered along the street.

Familiar streets, houses, stalls, trees, blue sky and white clouds, cats, dogs and birds chirp, exuding a new style. She stopped and stopped, and from time to time her heart swelled with bursts of joy for reunion after a long absence. She was born here, and she thought that she didn't belong here, but now that she thinks about it, that may be premature.

After shopping around the lively place, I unconsciously arrived at the gate of Wanxi Middle School. The gate was closed, and only the small door embedded in the gate was open. Walking into the campus, the brick double-sided blackboard on the side of the road is still there, and the flower bed where I met Gao Wutong every day seems to still have his figure, as well as his immature and bright smile. That was four years ago, but it's close

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Former. It was a beautiful scene, but my heart ached. She looked at it from afar, and she really didn't dare to go to that position, for fear that she couldn't hold back her tears.

Leaving the school, she thought that she should go home, but her feet did not obey the call and walked towards the river, and the whole person seemed to be split into two, and one of them always violated her reason. Going up the river, I arrived at the place where she exchanged books with Gao Wutong silk scarf. I think that at the beginning, I liked someone, and I was still able to move in my madness, which was really shocking to think about. The river is rolling, things are not people, and for more than three years, the river still has not diluted the memories of that scene. Looking at the rushing river, she still couldn't help crying.

If the river can't take it away, let the tears take it away.

Back at home, Liu Ximing asked her where she had gone.

"By the river, let the river flow through your heart and wash away something."

"What enters the heart can never be washed away."

Liu Xiyue's heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and she smiled reluctantly.

"Brother, I don't have any words written on my face, do I?"

"No, it's written in your heart."

"What word?"

"You know it yourself."

A few days later, Liu Zongkai told Liu Xiyue that Pan Jinxiu asked her to help tutor Huang Huazhen in music and dance Mandarin. Liu Xiyue then returned to her grandmother's house in the county and went to the Youth Palace every day to tutor Huang Huazhen. Pan Jinxiu is familiar with the director of the Youth Palace, and borrowed a room with a piano in it, and can also use the dance studio in his free time.

Since returning to Qianhe County, Liu Xiyue has tried not to think about things related to Gao Wutong, hoping to forget him in the passage of time. Although it still hurts, it has begun to subside in the busyness. Slowly, she also thought that she could forget Gao Wutong, and she couldn't help but be surprised and happy for her choice, and a little proud of her altruism. Sometimes, she even wondered if she really liked him that much.

She was glad that she was finally free, so she began to think about cleaning up the related items and making a complete break with the past. The items to be cleaned up are mainly letters, photographs, clothes, and toys.

A week before leaving school, she wanted to throw these things in the trash, but she didn't throw them away, one of the reasons was that she was afraid that Gao Wutong would happen to see it sad. The night before leaving, she sorted out the relevant letters and planned to burn them, and when she was hesitating in a daze, Lan Lingmei saw it and smiled.

"Give it to me to sell waste paper."

"Is your lighter still there?"

"It's good, it's burned without a trace, and you can see the beautiful flames."

Liu Xiyue's hands trembled, and she reluctantly rubbed the letter.

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