: Hiding the Heart

"Teacher Gu."

Yan Manjia retreated to the stairs and greeted Gu Zhi politely, then turned around and walked down the stairs.

The evening self-study has ended nearly half an hour, and the teachers in the office are also preparing to leave and return to the dormitory to rest.

“It’s safer to walk among the crowd.”

Gu Zhi said gently in a low voice.

Yan Manjia was stunned at the stairs. She didn't expect Teacher Gu to respond to her. Her eyes were on the ground. She recalled that he would ask questions in Teacher Gu's class before. He would explain it in detail to herself without answering. Other teachers were indifferent to him and would only take care of students with good grades. However, Yan Manjia realized that he seemed different from other teachers. He not only was he rigorous and realistic in class, but he would also explain it carefully and patiently to students who did wrong questions after class.

Yan Manjia looked up at the empty aisle, recalling what happened last night, she ran up the stairs and looked at Gu Zhi's back in the aisle. After a while, there was no one in the teaching building.

“Can I trust you?”

This sentence seems to have not been carefully considered, but the meaning of this sentence has been buried deep in her heart for a long time.

This was the only time she expressed it directly. She herself didn't understand why she asked such a sensitive question, but this was also the safety she needed the most.

Yan Manjia looked around and found that no one was there. She asked Gu Zhi this question carefully. Yan Manjia had a tight expression, pursed her lips slightly, and held her schoolbag tightly with both hands. Her eyes were blurred with tears and her eyes were continuously blinking, and her eyes were tense and distracted.

Gu Zhi slowly stopped, his mouth slightly raised and said lightly, without obvious curves, he pushed his glasses and turned around and walked slowly towards Yan Manjia.

"You already have the answer before you ask this question."

Gu Zhi stopped at the safe distance of Yan Manjia three steps before and said in a gentle tone.

“I…want to leave…this.”

The bright moonlight highlighted her fair face, and endless tears came from Yan Manjia's eyes. At this moment, she was just thinking about leaving this place that made her hate and fear soon. She didn't want her brain to recall the unbearable past. She pinched her right arm with her left hand.

"Then make yourself stronger."

Gu Zhi noticed Yan Manjia's behavior, walked forward and gently grabbed Yan Manjia's right hand.

"Don't hit me."

Yan Manjia subconsciously retreated from the stretched hand, curled up at the entrance of the classroom, with her hands tightly protecting her head, her whole body trembling and her eyes closed.

Gu Zhi frowned, his lips slightly opened, and looked at Yan Manjia curled up in surprise. He looked at the teachers and students around him who had finished walking, and slowly squatted down and carefully opened his hands to help Yan Manjia up.

"I won't hurt you, believe me."

Gu Zhi said gently, his indifferent expression becoming gentle.

Yan Manjia gradually calmed down and calmed down and heard it carefully that it was Teacher Gu’s magnetic and gentle voice, not his mother’s arrogant and vicious voice. She slowly opened her eyes, put down her hands, and stood up slowly.

"Teacher Gu, I...I'm fine."

Yan Manjia looked around. It was not a closed and narrow space, there were bright lights, fresh air, and it was not a black piece that was invisible and intangible. There was no smell of smell. She narrowed her eyes, took a deep breath, and walked down the stairs again.

"It's so late, the teacher will send you back."

Gu Zhi walked past Yan Manjia, walked in front of Yan Manjia, smiled and looked back at Yan Manjia and said.

Although Gu Zhi is very humorous and funny in class and has a smile on his face, Yan Manjia feels that the first time he sees Teacher Gu's pure smile, a long-lost smile appears, and his cute dimples can no longer be hidden.

"good."

Yan Manjia said with a smile.

The streets were very quiet at night, with only the barbecue restaurant opposite the school gate a little busy. There were several tables and a few small stools outside, and they were all filled with people. After the boss grilled a plate of skewers, another person came to take a skewers in the freezer, including grilled wings, grilled sausages, and skewers.

The boss took it and skillfully sprinkled seasonings behind the barbecue grill. There were also a few big drinkers in the store, who toasted while eating skewers and drank beer in big mouthfuls, and soon they would be unconscious.

Gu Zhi walked to Yan Manjia's right, looked at the boys outside the barbecue restaurant, happily eating skewers, and cleared their voices.

"Is it not good to lie on a comfortable bed to sleep?"

Gu Zhi looked harsh and scolded several male students from other classes he taught in a cold tone.

Several students suddenly felt a hint of chill. When they heard this strictly low voice, they knew it was a chemistry teacher. Without turning back, they quickly pulled their companions and ran away with great strides.

Gu Zhi looked at the backs of several students running away in panic and smiled helplessly.

When it should be strict, Gu Zhi is also very strict.

Although Yan Manjia lives in a place that is not far from the school, it takes more than ten minutes to walk.

There was only the buzzing sound of little bees flying around under the street lights, and there were also stray dogs looking for others to discard unpalatable food. They looked at each other and saw that there was no one around.

"What was your name yesterday morning."

Gu Zhi quickly walked in front of Yan Manjia, and said with a voice diminished.

Yan Manjia stopped, stood still, staring at Gu Zhi with her eyes straight. She couldn't believe what Gu Zhi said, and she didn't want to admit that someone knew what she was different.

She pretended not to hear it and continued to walk ahead as if nothing had happened.

"If you don't tell me, how can I distinguish you from her?"

Seeing that Yan Manjia did not respond, Gu Zhi continued to say.

Yan Manjia stopped under the street lights. Under the light, she had a bright and shoulder-length short hair with bright shoulders. A chilling evening breeze gently brushed her cheeks. Strands of hair streaked across her facial features with excellent layering. A broken hair next to her ear couldn't help but intimate her moist mouth without leaving. She swallowed her throat nervously, and the curve of her jaw was clearer than the mountain in the painting.

She frowned and blinked continuously.

She hesitated and didn't know how to face Teacher Gu's problem. She gently brushed the broken hair on her lips behind her ears.

Seeing that Yan Manjia had no reaction for a long time, Gu Zhi walked to Yan Manjia with his long legs and walked to the safe distance of three steps in front of him.

"The first step to trust is not to hide it."

Gu Zhi's attitude was very sincere and said very gentle.

Yan Manjia looked up and saw that Teacher Gu's eyes were very kind and sincere under the street lights, and her heart began to slowly shake.

"She... has no name, but there will be any future."

Yan Manjia pursed her lips gently, her eyes gradually disappeared from anxiety, and her eyes filled with expectation and looked at Teacher Gu. She looked a little timid, and her inner worries about adversity were still lingering.

"I'm home now."

Yan Manjia walked to the stairs intersected between several stores and stepped on the foot. The faint yellow light on the top of the corner of the stairwell turned on.

"Okay, the teacher will leave after you go up."

The street lights behind him show Gu Zhi's slender legs, and his figure is like a model in front of the light.

Yan Manjia took out the key from her schoolbag and slowly turned it. After all, the door was too old.

Even though Yan Manjia carefully opened the door, there would still be a sound. Yan Manjia stepped in and closed the door gently, but the door was disobedient and had to make a sound before it would close the door frame obediently.

Although the door was not loud, Gu Zhi's ears were relatively sensitive. When Gu Zhi, who was leaning against the wall, he inserted his hands into his trouser pocket and took a calm and calm step away when he heard the sound of closing the door.

He walked alone on the center of Pingning Street. He stepped on and started to dance. He danced gracefully to the street as he was playing the stage, and the time to perform in the joyful stage pool emerged in his mind.

He was dazzling on the stage pool, and his gorgeous dance uniforms added wings to his handsome and upright figure. His unique dance posture, full of confidence on the stage, attracted the attention of many girls below the stage, especially one of the girls' eyes never left him. The sweat he waved on the stage soaked his strands of hair, and he never stopped for a moment.

Until the end of the dance, he was exhausted and sweat penetrated his dance uniform. At the end of the curtain call, the applause still did not stop. He bent down and bowed to thank him. The sweat from his hair fell on the stage one by one. When he left, his smile broke into the girl's eyes in a surprise attack.

What Yan Manjia said just now further proved that Gu Zhi's speculation was correct, which made Gu Zhi more determined that his decision was correct. However, when he recalled Yan Manjia's behavior in the teaching building, he was confused and puzzled. He seemed to guess that perhaps her relatives in life were not good to her, but he was helpless. He could only let his guess disappear and not exist, and silently prayed that his guess was wrong.

But his guess was never missed.

"I don't want to kneel down, so I'll wash the bowl quickly."

Yan Manjia's father opened the door. The fierce eyes in the crack of the door were extremely terrifying. Dad shouted at her, and after that, he closed the door with a "bang".

The sound of the door scared Yan Manjia trembled all over. She stood there and did not dare to move. She took a deep breath to calm down and quickly returned to the room and put her schoolbag on the chair. Then she entered the kitchen and carefully washed the dishes, not daring to make a sound that would not make a noise that her father was sleeping.

In the room, the father opened the drawer and took out a wrinkled photo. It was a photo of himself and his wife taking a photo of a little boy. His rough hands trembled and stroked the little boy in the photo, and his expression became deeper.

A scene from a long time ago appeared in my mind. The laughter and joy in the sunny park were a place for children to play. There was a sunny and delicate little boy sliding from beginning to end on the slide.

The little boy stopped in place, then ran to someone holding his thighs tightly, and said with a smile: "Dad, I'm very well-behaved today."

Dad pinched the little boy's face, held the little boy's hand and walked towards the way home. When climbing the stairs, Dad leaned over the little boy's ear and whispered. As soon as he opened the door, the little boy took off his shoes and rushed into the kitchen. His smile was very bright. He pulled his mother's apron while cutting vegetables and said coquettishly: "Mom, I want to eat candy."

Mom gently put down the kitchen knife, took out a box of candy from her apron, bent down and touched the little boy's head, looked at the little boy's eyes with a warm look, and said gently: "What did your dad tell you?"

The little boy shook his head and took the candy and put it in his arms. He looked at Ge You's paralyzed father in the living room watching TV, and whispered in his mother's ear: "Yes."

The little boy jumped back to the room. The mother smiled with relief when she saw her son's joyful appearance. When she was about to pick up the knife to cut vegetables, the sound of her husband laughing when she watched TV. She glanced back at her husband, then rubbed the water on her hand on her apron, and came to the living room to pull her husband's ears.

He said in a whispering voice: "Don't you tell me not to tell my son."

Dad broke away from his mother's hand and glanced at her and changed the remote control to the station, saying, "Sugar, what a surprise, my gift is what my son wants most."

Mom looked at dad with suspicious eyes and said, "That's it."

Then he smiled and left the living room and entered the kitchen to start making his son’s favorite dishes.

The delicious dinner is in progress. My son made a wish and blew the candles. He took advantage of his father eating meat with relish and mischievously smearing the cake on his father's face. His son ran away to chase him. The mother looked at the cake with a pity. One hand reached out to her, and there was also a happy cream on her face. She saw the joy of her son and husband, and realized that the cake released the meaning of existence. The whole room was filled with laughter and joy...

Dad reluctantly put the photo into the drawer and covered it with a quilt to fall asleep.

Yan Manjia had just finished washing the dishes and was sitting on the chair in a very entangled manner. She hesitantly picked up the pen and looked at the white crescent moon in the dark sky outside the window. At this moment, the moonlight blinked into her bright eyes, which was extremely stunning. She began to write to tell another person about everything that had happened to her.

She put the pen cap on the table, looked at the moon in the dark, lay on the table, slowly closed her eyes and began to fall asleep, entering her consciousness space.

After a while, another soul woke up. She rubbed her eyes and saw the words on the table. Her expression became heavy like a bolt from the blue. Her sad eyes looked at the lonely moon outside the window. She continued to read the words written by Yan Manjia, and the last sentence directly penetrated her heart.

The last sentence of the text: "You will always be what I need most."

Her emotions couldn't be tense anymore. She held the paper tightly. Her eyes were already wet and the corners of her mouth drooped. At this time, the gentle moonlight shone on her face, and tears fell one after another on her white little face. She looked at the white moon, touched her forehead with one hand, covered her mouth with the other, and cried softly. A strand of hair was stained with tears on her face.

But she cried with joy. She smiled and two dimples were hanging on her cheeks. She wiped her tears, picked up the pen and started writing.

What she was happy about was that Yan Manjia finally mustered up the courage to trust the people around her, and she also felt that Teacher Gu could be trustworthy.

Text: "I am here because of you, and my name will also arise because of you."

Simple Jane, blank space, is her name.

Yan Manjia always needs Jian Kong.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!