Show off the whole class of scumbags, you call this the head teacher

"Since he completely believes it, let's forget about Pei Feng."

"I don't necessarily believe it completely..."

Shen Cheng turned his head to look at the boy and shook his head.

"Huh? Still don't believe it?"

"There is actually a loophole in this matter..."

Shen Cheng spoke casually.

"Do you think, why didn't he lose his mobile phone in the car or elsewhere, but when he suspected me?"

"Wang Qiang is not the kind of person who is completely brainless."

"So, after going back, he will definitely think about it, and keep thinking about it..."

"Even if he can't find a reason to doubt these things for a while, the doubt itself will not disappear."

"so......."

"So, we have to think of other ways to do this?"

Tan Jiaping asked with a puzzled look.

"no......"

Shen Cheng smiled as usual.

"So, when I left, I left him a hook, a hook that made him trust me completely, and wouldn't have any doubts!"

"Huh? Are there any plans you haven't told us?"

"Not a plan..."

Shen Cheng turned his head and glanced at the boy beside him.

"what is that?"

"Really want to know?"

"nonsense!"

The winter wind passed by them suddenly.

The brisk young man smiled and patted his companion on the shoulder.

"It's... Taoism!"

This night, the sky is full of stars.

At Qin Wan's house, the girl and Luo Wanxing sat on the bed together under the quilt, looking at the quiet sky through the window.

Chatted lightly.

Some things about my childhood, some things about my father, some things about Lu Ze, some things about Song Yu.

The pain and insensitivity have not completely disappeared from the girl's heart.

But amidst such complicated emotions, this gentle and gentle young female teacher gave her another emotion with her company.

its name......

Peace of mind!

......

Downstairs in the neighborhood.

12:30 p.m.

On a stone bench in the garden.

The boy sitting on it with his hands in his sleeves, although he was wearing thick clothes, was still shaking his hands and legs from the cold.

But his eyes never moved away from a bright window somewhere in that building.

Until, when he felt his whole body was a little stiff, a burst of footsteps suddenly appeared behind him.

Turning around, he saw a familiar figure appearing in front of him with a portable fire roaster in his hand.

"Lu... Teacher Lu, why are you here?"

The boy asked with some doubts.

"I'm not here, you must not freeze to death?"

Lu Ze said angrily.

He unscrewed the toaster to the ground and gestured towards the boy.

"Quickly grill, and this, the chicken wings I just bought, eat while it's hot"

While speaking, he handed something wrapped in a plastic bag to the other party.

"I'm not so stupid at ordinary times. The weather is almost below zero, and I just stay here alone... No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like something you Song Yu can do."

"It's not Song Yu now..."

The boy smiled and said something during the process of untying the plastic bag.

"Been through this as a kid... so I know how hard it is"

"Especially on a night like this..."

While eating what was in his hand, the boy glanced upstairs.

"Actually, Teacher Lu, you know, it's really nothing during the day, and the heart-piercing feeling is not as intense as most people think."

"The really uncomfortable thing is that when I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, I took a look into his bedroom and found that there was no one on the bed. Or I was thirsty and shouted for a long time, but no one answered, so I had to go to the kitchen by myself and open the door of the refrigerator. At that time, I inadvertently saw a half bottle of milk on the shelf, which was left over from his breakfast in the morning. At this time, I turned around and saw the green radishes, reclining chairs, and sofas in the living room behind me..."

"You would think that the flowers would not be watered, the recliner would not be rocked, and the uneven nest would no longer appear on the sofa..."

"At this moment, you will realize that... you have become a person..."

"At times like this, it's actually the most uncomfortable... Also, the one that can't cry..."

"Because, you know, even if you cry, there is no one to comfort you."

The boy said these words in a flat tone, and the cold on his body began to dissipate slowly.

His eyes became brighter against the backdrop of the night.

"So, you're sitting here..."

"Sitting here, if she wants to cry or is sad, if she thinks of me, she can appear at the first time."

"I've been thinking about it for a long time..."

"It seems that at this time, there is only these things that can be done."

The voice, which was neither high nor low, was rippling in the air like this, making the cold winter night slightly warmer.

"By the way, Teacher Lu..."

The boy with a slightly dry voice after talking too much glanced at Lu Ze and spoke softly.

"Are you here just to bring me an electric oven and chicken wings?"

After hearing what the boy said, Lu Ze smiled and "heh", then unconsciously turned his body backwards, and glanced at the lit window.

"Actually, it's about the same as you..."

Lu Ze's voice was low.

"Many years ago, there was a little girl who also lost her mother one night."

"Although she has grown up, at certain times, I think she will also be emotional..."

"so......"

Lu Ze turned his head and took out a cigarette from his pocket to light it. After exhaling a puff of smoke towards his side, he spoke in a deep voice.

"If she needs it, I feel that I should be by her side as soon as possible..."

In the dark night, the teachers and students were completely enveloped little by little.

The two girls in the room chose to spend this long and difficult night together under the bright starry sky.

And outside the room, on the stone table hidden in the bushes, there are two boys who have never learned to express their passion.

But with his most authentic and sincere actions.

To interpret something perfectly.

its name......

Call to accompany!

Chapter 188 One day, I will tell you with my own mouth

Qijia Lane.

A family building with a slightly dilapidated appearance.

Twenty past one in the evening.

Wang Qiang was leaning on the bed, holding a bottle of beer in his hand.

Fingers quickly pressed the button, sending out a message.

Lines of eager and regretful tones appeared on the screen.

"I know you're in love with someone else, he's richer than me, and he might be more handsome than me..."

"But it doesn't matter, I will work hard to make money, I will use all my time to make a lot of money..."

"Although I can't afford such an expensive sports car, at least I can make your life not worse than others..."

"I can give you time. If you are not happy with him, you can come back to me at any time."

"But, please don't just forget about me completely, okay..."

"Even if you think he can give you the future, believe that I will always give you the backing..."

"Kiki, without you..."

"How should I live..."

A full half an hour.

A screen full of heartfelt words.

However, there was still no reply from the girl.

Because of staring at the screen for a long time, Wang Qiang's eyes were sour and red.

After staring blankly at the chat interface for a long while.

Completely disappointed, he finally sighed helplessly.

Facing the screen of the phone upwards, holding it in his hand, he stood up from the bed.

I wanted to open the window and smoke a cigarette to get some air.

But at this moment.

With a "bang", the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground suddenly came from another room.

The boy who had just lit a cigarette froze for a moment.

His eyes widened in an instant.

After cursing "Damn", he extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

He quickened his pace and ran out of his room.

Walking through the dark and cramped corridor, he pushed open the door of the bedroom where his father lived.

By moonlight.

At a glance, he saw the man curled up on the ground, clutching his legs and moaning in pain.

"What's wrong dad?"

Wang Qiang asked anxiously.