If you have such a straight ball next time, please remind her in advance? No, it’s better not to remind her, so that she can feel the feeling of her heart thrusting to her throat again.

Xia Yitong supported her hands on her side, moved upwards, sat firmly, and prepared to welcome another straight ball.

"Well..." she pursed her lips, "I miss you too."

"Hey, that's not what I mean." Lu Yinbing waved his hand over there.

"Don't you miss me?"

"no."

Xia Yitong was also confused by her: "Do you want to?"

"I think, don't, but I can't do it." Lu Yinbing sighed, and was struggling with her frowning, crawling all over her face, and she told her about the matter in a mess, "I have a cocktail party tonight, which was invited by a friend, I told you. Before I started, I kept chatting with you. After you boarded the plane, my attention was not focused on the party. During this period, I looked at my phone countless times, so my friends thought I had something important to do. After I got home, I should have read a book, but I didn't finish a page. The more I didn't think about you, the more I miss you, and you were dancing in my head, and I couldn't shake it away no matter how I shook it. I, I don't want to do this either. I know that I miss you, but, but I'm afraid that this normality will become the norm in my life."

Xia Yitong had never seen her so panicked and helpless. She wished she was by her side now and could provide a hug to comfort her at this time.

"Teacher Lu." Xia Yitong said softly.

Lu Yinbing lowered her head, her chest was slightly undulating, and she was still blaming herself, as if she hadn't heard her speak at all.

"Teacher Lu?" Xia Yitong raised her voice slightly.

Lu Yinbing looked up at her blankly.

"Don't panic." Xia Yitong pulled a pillow from her hand, hugged it in her arms, and said, "Come on, Teacher Xia, hug you."

"Hug." Lu Yinbing also touched a pillow and hugged it in his arms, hugging it tightly.

In this way, it was like the two of them hugging each other. Lu Yinbing actually left with a sense of sensation. The pillow was not as soft as Xia Yitong, nor was it warmer than her.

Lu Yinbing changed his position, put the tablet on the side of the bed, sat cross-legged, hugged the pillow in his arms, slowly opened his lips and said, "Since I was sensible, I have had my own plans for doing things. I don't need my parents to teach me what I like or what I want to learn, including suddenly having an idea of ​​acting when I was fifteen, it was not an impulse. If I choose, I will be responsible for my decision and keep going. Whether it is career or... affection. The time I told you that falling in love was carefully considered. I think I want to and can afford the unknown future, your future, our future. So I said: I want to fall in love with you."

Xia Yitong listened quietly without interrupting her.

"But love is really unreasonable. I don't know I will become like this." Lu Yinbing's thoughts gradually became clear in her slow confidant, and her eyes became rational and clear. "It's not like I'm afraid of being restrained and unfree - I like you, I'm very sure - it's better to say that I'm afraid of being out of control in my life, because since I was a child, there were no two words out of control in my dictionary." Lu Yinbing breathed a long sigh, "I'm not used to it."

Finally, I expressed my thoughts, and there should be no ambiguity, Lu Yinbingxin said.

Xia Yitong also breathed a sigh of relief with her. She fully understood Lu Yinbing because she had experienced it many years ago. Although the family backgrounds and growth environments of both of them were different, the feeling of suddenly falling in love with someone and being obsessed with it was the same. After the shock and sweetness, she was empty and at a loss. The difference was that she was already used to it, and Lu Yinbing had just begun.

It doesn't matter, they still have a long time to adapt. As long as Lu Yinbing likes her, sooner or later she will moisten things silently and seep into her life in all aspects, without causing her to feel like she is now.

Lu Yinbing rubbed the pillow in his arms and looked at Xia Yitong who suddenly started to laugh in the picture, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I laughed at you for not having a relationship. Teacher Lu, you are so young." Xia Yitong smiled.

Lu Yinbing glanced at her: "It's the same as you've ever been in love. Am I not your first love?"

"Although I have never been in a relationship, I have had a crush on someone." Xia Yitong was very proud.

"Who?" Lu Yinbing sat upright, and some memories flashed through her mind. She always felt that Xia Yitong had mentioned this topic on a certain occasion, but she really couldn't remember the specific ones.

"You." Xia Yitong said almost without hesitation.

Teacher Lu opened a garden in his heart and said irresponsiblely: "Sweet words come out, do you think I am a three-year-old child."

"It's true, I have a crush on you..." Xia Yitong counted with her fingers, "One, two, three..." until she put three fingers with her other hand, "It's been eight years."

Lu Yinbing fell forward at her current age and said in shock: "Sixteen years old?"

"To be precise, it is the fifteenth year of real year and the sixteenth year of virtual year." Xia Yitong pinched her chin and thought for a while.

Lu Yinbing choked for a while and said, "You're in love early!"

The focus is quite good, and it can be said that it is very good at both virtue and art.

"I'll go," Xia Yitong couldn't hold it in anymore. No matter how nice the love words were, they would have to break the effort when they met Lu Yinbing. They should press her on the bed and lick her so that she could kick her feet while shouting "No". She held the pillow and fell on the bed, "My Teacher Lu! Can you be a little romantic? I'm telling you my heart."

"Then you savor, I'll listen." Lu Yinbing looked at her and smiled.

"I can't pour it out." Xia Yitong was still upside down, her eyes full of bright little stars. "I feel happy when I see you. I can't remember all the hard days back then."

"I have this function?" Lu Yinbing tilted his head and kept it parallel to her face.

"Yes, I have."

"Then I'll look at me every day from now on."

"OK."

Lu Yinbing tskated: "But I still want to hear how you have a crush on me."

"Why?" Xia Yitong sat up.

"Satisfied your vanity." Lu Yinbing said with a smile.

"Teacher Lu, you are so straightforward." Xia Yitong looked at her and couldn't help laughing.

"Teacher Xia, you are so casual, you are both freely."

"Can we speak in a normal tone?"

"No."

"Then I'll just talk like that. Don't interrupt me, if you interrupt, you'll be a puppy."

"Tell me." Lu Yinbing slapped his palms symbolically above his ears twice, and he was almost laughing to death, "I'll listen carefully."

Xia Yitong made a thoughtful expression, and a second later, she said seriously: "I knew you, there was heavy snow outside the house. We southerners were all honesty. I was hopssing the house in the activity center and drove away the cold. The dean gave me a small kitchen and took me to her room alone. The two of them baked fire together and ate cakes to watch TV. At that time, mobile phones were not very developed, and watching TV was the biggest entertainment project. That is, that day, I met your first character, Qiaoer in "The End of the Sky."

Lu Yinbing quickly raised his hand and covered his eyes embarrassedly: "Oh."

Xia Yitong smiled and said, "At that time, everyone watched this. When they went out to meet the aunts of neighbors and classmates in the class, they asked, "What are you doing at home?" "Watch TV." "Is it "The End of the Sky"?" "Yes." If you ask Qiaoer from Shuijing Village, from the 80-year-old old man to the Huangkou child, who doesn't know him? Who doesn't like it? Who doesn't want to marry her and be a wife, daughter-in-law, etc., you are the dream lover of all the boys in our class, ah."

It's so shameful. Although Lu Yinbing doesn't regard this as a dark history, he still gets goosebumps when praised like this. Oh, what?

"I know, I know, I'll talk down." Lu Yinbing still covered her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were raised uncontrollably.

"How old am I?" Xia Yitong frowned. Lu Yinbing held back a sword that suddenly poked in his heart and reminded, "Ten years old."

"Yes, ten years old." Xia Yitong said, "Actually, I can't remember many specific scenes. I just remember that it was snowing heavily that day, it was very cold, but the room was very warm. When I saw you appearing on the TV screen, my whole body was so warm that I didn't know where it was. I looked straight at it, it was like destined."

"What happened later?"

"I'm just watching TV series. I run faster than those boys after school. Although the TV series is not available at 7 o'clock in the evening, I can't delay it. I want to come back to eat, wash my face, wash clothes and take care of the children. There are so many things to do. When the rush is over, I sneak into the dean's house. Fortunately, the dean spoiled me."

"Don't the welfare home watch TV for you?"

"Show it, but there are many people, and some children are a little younger, so they just watch the news broadcast. They basically don't let it go after eight o'clock, and they have to go to bed."

Lu Yinbing found that it was quite interesting to hear Xia Yitong talk about these things. It seemed that a girl in her teens looked naughty and busy, and she smiled and asked, "What should I do if other older kids who want to watch TV?"

Xia Yitong's sudden silence made Lu Yinbing suspect that he had said the wrong thing.

"Most of the hospitals are disabled or intellectually disabled children, so they were discarded." Xia Yitong's voice was light, "There are fewer people like me."

The environment is very depressing when living in a welfare home. Those abandoned children are more or less disabled, some cannot speak, some are deaf, some are visually impaired, and they are in a unified manner, indifference, hatred, and even quarrels, fights, and bullying.

"Although our dean is very good and kind, it is better than other welfare homes - because I have also funded the construction of some welfare homes after I made money, so there is a comparison - but it is only some, as one of the few normal people in it," Xia Yitong smiled bitterly, "The dean loves me and wants to save me, and he doesn't want me to get stuck in the mud."

"You are..." Lu Yinbing wanted to speak but stopped. She wanted to ask, how did you get to the welfare home? You are so good.

You are so good.

"Why don't you ask me?" Xia Yitong suddenly said.

"Hmm?" Lu Yinbing asked.

Xia Yitong looked at her and said in a gentle voice: "Do you want to know how I entered the welfare home? Why don't you ask me?"

Lu Yinbing lowered his head and touched his nose, asking, "Do you want to say it?"

Xia Yitong replied to her with a firm look: "You are the second person to know except the dean. She is my mother, and you are my lover."

The lover Lu Yinbing blinked and bent his mouth upwards.

Xia Yitong first lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, as if she was sorting out her language, and then her long eyelashes slowly gathered up, like a black butterfly quietly spreading her wings, filled with the beautiful streaming light after breaking out of the cocoon.

"When I was five years old, my father drove me and my mother out for an outing. On the way, he was hit by a truck running a red light. I survived and my parents died. I heard that the driver was driving drunk and died on the spot. My grandfather... My father's parents thought I killed their son, so they drove me out. I walked to the welfare home by myself. Isn't that amazing?"
Chapter completed!