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Teacher Jing's Love Letter I

Cocoa's question is indeed a bit difficult for me.

Before we met again, she always gave me the impression of a little girl, wearing a school uniform and a high student ponytail. When I went to her house, she would sit on the single sofa in the living room and wait for my little girl.

I only taught her chemistry for two months. To be precise, the course twice a week was only more than ten days in total. So later, when I knew that this little girl had feelings for me at that time, I was surprised. of.

Surprised, I try to recall, what happened to us at that time?

It's a pity that the only memory remaining in my mind is the picture of her lowering her head and calculating.

So this little girl, after four years, has become so graceful that I almost can't recognize her.

Thinking of the original love, and with the guilt of leaving in a hurry at that time, I got closer to her naturally. At the beginning, I didn't think about the relationship other than teacher and student, but I just felt, It's also good to have a close student in the school, a student who can chat occasionally.

She always has ideas that are different from ordinary people. For example, she sent me a photo of a half-withered cactus, thinking that she was going to evaluate a dying plant. Unexpectedly, she answered, Teacher Jing, you zoom in!Someone is cheating on the playground!

I really zoomed in and saw a couple cuddling in the corner of the playground.

She would take photos of other teachers in class and tell me that she was so bored and wanted to finish class and eat.

I asked her, is my class boring?

She replied to me, Teacher Jing, if you stand there without speaking, your class will be very beautiful and fragrant.

I said, interpret it, that is, my class is very boring.

She would complain to me, how bad the food was today, and tell some interesting stories about the dormitory.

She will tell me about her favorite desserts, favorite drinks and favorite movies.

It's like collecting a diary every day, without spending energy, feeling her preferences and mood, and feeling her fun.

It was Chen Yun's reminder to realize that something had changed.

After seeing my mobile phone reminders and messages from Cheng Keke many times, her eyes became very ambiguous.

At that time, we were choosing potted plants for her piano classroom. After I replied, Chen Yun asked in a strange way: "Mr. Jing, who is Cheng Keke?"

I put my phone in my pocket and explained lightly: "I'm a student."

She raised her eyebrows at me maliciously, and I suddenly realized what she was thinking, but I only thought she was joking, and passed it in a few words.

In the next few days, Chen Yun often mentioned her in front of me, asking about our teacher-student relationship and why we had so many topics to talk about.

He also asked me why I could always smile at my phone every time I saw Coco's news.

I thought for a few seconds, and when a strange consciousness was about to crash into my mind, I found an excuse and changed the subject.

I think, at that time, I rejected this idea.

She is so young, she just went to college, we are so far behind, how could we.

This kind of rejection allowed us to spend several months safely until the question that day after she finished rehearsing.

It was like a door that had been knocked for a long time, finally opened one day, and finally saw the person at the door who was wearing the skin of the truth.

That person strung together all the tricks of the past, the things she gave me, the things she said to me, the things she deliberately did, and her behavior of pretending to be stupid...

The man displayed these things in front of me one by one, and finally said with ridicule and sympathy, "See, Cheng Keke likes you."

Yeah, how did I realize that Coco likes me.

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