After roaring, Huang Guowang pursed his lips and held his knees in a corner with a low expression.

One has lived together since childhood and grew up together, and has the same life experience. For twenty years, the two have been relying on each other and relying on each other, slowly moving to the present.

But suddenly, a person is gone?

It's gone.

Huang Guowang seemed to have his heart been torn in half, but he disappeared while still there.

He stared blankly at the yellow earth beside his feet, his eyes were dull.

Zhang Kun did not disturb Huang Guowang, but asked him to sit quietly. The students in the school seemed to have found that the teacher was in a bad mood, and everyone sat obediently in their seats, not making noise or making noise.

After half a minute, Zhang Kun found that Huang Guowang's spirit had calmed down a little, so he picked up the big bag next to him and mentioned it in front of Huang Guowang.

"This is something Huang Shikai had when he was alive, and he entrusted me to send it back!"

"And this!" Zhang Kun put down his bag, then carefully took out a plastic bag from his shirt pocket, which contained a bank card and ID card that Huangshi had specially opened to him for attention, and that thousand yuan.

"This is also what Huang Shikai told me to bring back. The money also has a bank card, which contains the money he earned in the past two months of going out. He said you know the password of the bank card!"

After saying that, Zhang Kun handed the plastic bag to Huang Guowang.

Huang Guowang ended up with a bank card and ID card wrapped in plastic bags, staring blankly at the guy who was not a relative but was better than a relative, and he left such a thing.

"Do you know what he is outside?" Huang Guowang asked in a daze, looking at the bank card in his hand.

Zhang Kun nodded silently, then leaned against the wall behind him and slowly started to talk.

Zhang Kun didn't know much, he just repeated the words of the middle-aged man on the construction site yesterday.

Huang Guowang listened quietly. When he heard that Huang Shi worked three jobs a day and only slept for less than five hours a day, Huang Guowang felt sad.

When Huang Guowang heard that Huang Shi was blooming outside and couldn't bear it even to eat the buns, Huang Guowang finally couldn't bear it and his eyes began to cry.

Who says men don’t cry? They just haven’t reached the sad place!

Two clear streams slashed across his cheeks, and Huang Guowang looked at the bank card and money in his hand in a daze: "Huang Shikai, how stupid are you!"

And at this moment, a shy voice quietly sounded beside him.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you? Don't cry, are we making you unhappy? Tell us that we will definitely change." A little boy about ten years old stood by the gate and looked at Huang Guowang nervously.

Hearing the sound beside him, Huang Guowang quickly wiped away the tears on his face, then reluctantly put on a smile and turned to look at the little boy.

"The teacher is not crying, it is the wind blowing the sand into his eyes. Xiaoping goes in and sits for a while, and the teacher will come to class later!"

After hearing Huang Guowang say this, the little boy's face relaxed: "Oh, then teacher, why don't Xiaoping help you blow it?"

"It's okay, it's already done. Xiaoping will go in first!" Huang Guowang shook his head.

Xiaoping hesitated for a while, but finally walked in.

Huang Guowang carefully put away his money and bank card, then picked up the big bag that Zhang Kun brought and hugged it tightly in his arms.

After a while, Huang Guowang turned to look at Zhang Kun: "Thank you for bringing these back, but I'm going to class now. If I don't dislike it, can I stay here for one night tonight? I, I want to ask about Huangshikai!"

Zhang Kun hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

After receiving Zhang Kun's answer, Huang Guowang stood up, then held the bag and put it back to the bedroom where he and Huang Shikai had originally belonged to him, and then picked up the textbook again and walked to the blackboard.

At this time, Zhang Kun looked at Huangshikai floating in front of him. Because the things had been delivered, the gray gas in his body had begun to slowly dissipate.

The translucent body becomes more transparent, which indicates that Huang Shikai's obsession with staying in the human world has begun to disappear.

Zhang Kun sighed silently, then turned his head to look into the distant sky, because it seemed that only in this way could his silenced heart relax a little.

Time passed quietly, Zhang Kun looked at the sky, while Huang Shikai looked at the school, Huang Guowang on the podium, and his former students.

A class passed quickly, and as soon as the get out of class was finished, Huang Guowang hurried into the side room.

The little guys in the classroom breathed a little relieved, then ran out, swaying outside, chasing each other.

The sound of play is tender and cheerful.

But when these smiles were paired with patched clothes and tattered shoes on their feet, Zhang Kun was panicked for a moment.

Especially a little boy who looks seven or eight years old, he is obviously not wearing a pair of feet, with a white cloth shoe on the left and a green rubber shoe on the right.

Look at them and then look at yourself.

Zhang Kun's face slowly calmed down and he looked up at the sky.

Is this world fair?

Huang Shikai next to him looked at the running little guys, and finally a smile appeared on his face: "Although poor, but satisfied!"

At this time, Zhang Kun suddenly raised his head: "Huang Shikai, do you regret it? For these little guys who have no relatives or reasons."

"Repent?" Huang Shikai was stunned, then nodded in sigh: "There is really a little regretful."

"I regret why I didn't go out earlier, and I regret why I only have two months."

"In two months, even if I work hard, I only earned more than 9,000 yuan. What can I do?"

"I originally hoped to give these little guys a clean and complete school, with wooden desks and wooden benches, and each person can have his own textbooks and do his homework every day."

"But, I can't do it, how much can I do for nine thousand dollars?"

"So I regret, I regret why I didn't go out earlier, just six months, no, four months, just five thousand yuan a month, then 30,000, 30,000, 30,000 is enough."

"Is that true?" Zhang Kun lowered his head.

Huang Shikai showed a chuckling, then sighed softly: "Yes, I still regret it. I can't teach them again in the future."

Huang Shikai turned his head and looked at the running little guys, murmured in a low voice: "I want to teach you another class!"
Chapter completed!