Chapter 236: 2 more updates for the alliance leader ‘Shadow Chakra Guards’ (over 10,000 words)
To be honest, life is very confusing.
Rao has returned from that intersection, but what should he do next?
[Mr. Su Yao, you are already one month overdue. If you do not take the initiative to repay, we will appeal to the court and send you a lawyer's letter.]
[Don’t think that we can’t do anything to you since you don’t have any relatives!]
[Send your AI-switched face photos to Dongdong and scream that you won’t be able to survive in college!]
【Be careful when going out at night.】
【···】
Some are signed by a certain lending company, and there are also text messages from unknown numbers.
The calls never stopped.
Noisy?
Of course it is noisy. It buzzes almost every few minutes. Occasionally, strange people come to the door, but they only knock on the door in the middle of the night and do nothing else.
I'm not moving, and I don't plan to change my number. I'm just staying in the house.
What I thought at that time was that instead of going out and facing reality, it would be better to just stay in the room.
Hungry.
Not eating.
I'm thirsty and don't drink water.
It's okay to die like this.
But when death is imminent, is it probably the body's instinct or something else? I eat and drink again.
There is nothing to do every day.
When you know that sooner or later you will disappear and die, how can you feel any sense of accomplishment in whatever you do? You can't find any meaning. There is absolutely nothing wrong with dying like this, or dying at all.
Read a book.
I read the philosophy books I had read to Youye before, Heidegger's, poet's, modern, modern... I even read One Thousand and One Nights when I had nothing to do.
“···”
I lit one of the few remaining cigarettes and thought a little slowly. Nietzsche is really unpleasant.
I feel like it must be damn fate.
"Dong dong——"
I don’t know what day it is, but I don’t bother to pay attention to the date even when I’m using my mobile phone. It’s like people who work in the 996 working mode that capitalists say never pay attention to Friday.
"Dong dong——"
"Classmate Su Yao? Are you at home?"
But a woman did come to the door.
It seemed like I had heard this voice somewhere before, and there was no malice in its tone.
If you open the door casually, you may be attacked!
But if you're a woman, it doesn't matter, right?
Not necessarily, what if it is a fierce woman?
···
"Dong dong——"
After thinking wildly, I finally opened the door.
"Ah! Su, classmate Su Yao?! Are you okay?!"
The panicked face met in front of me.
I do know this man myself.
It seemed like he was a music professor who had left a business card for himself. Why did he come to find him?
"You look so bad! I'll call an ambulance first and take you to the hospital!"
“···”
Of course I understand why she was in such a hurry.
Not bad.
Any normal person would be disgusted and frightened when they see an unkempt man coming out of the house with traces of self-mutilation on his arms, right?
Want to say 'What's the matter?'
But it really has been a long time since I opened the door.
Now I see the intermittent sunshine in the leaden clouds stinging my eyes, and my head starts to feel dizzy. How long has it been since I last saw the sun?
I always feel so tired.
"Classmate Su Yao!"
Before his consciousness disappeared, he subconsciously tilted towards the direction of the house.
It means that I don’t want to have anything to do with anyone in a world that is destined to disappear.
Don't worry about me.
If you see this disgusting and troublesome scene, please pretend you didn't see it and disappear.
——
But she didn't do that.
"Feeling better?"
I have only seen her a few times in my memory, and each time she wore a professional suit that fit the image of a teacher. No earrings.
Now she is wearing a glossy light green half-sleeved shirt, a vermilion tight skirt, and a thin silver necklace flashing from the neckline. She looks very elegant, and her slender fingers are beautifully folded on her knees like handicrafts on the table.
I have to say that I look at least five or six years younger now than on the podium.
"Seeing you like that really scared me."
"···Thanks."
Su Yao finally uttered two words.
"Thank you? Your reflex arc is a little long."
She seemed to want to liven up the atmosphere, but she found Su Yao staring out the window in a daze, knowing that she could not make the atmosphere better no matter what.
"Classmate Su Yao, can you tell me what happened to you recently?"
"I don't have the money to pay you back for the medical expenses."
“···”
Her expression finally changed, "Do you think that's what I'm worried about?!"
"There are no pure good people in this world, so it is a lie that good people will get good rewards."
Su Yao tried to moisten her throat with saliva and looked at her again, "Teacher, do you think you are a purely good person?"
"It looks like something bad has happened to you recently."
"Thank you for helping me. But there is no need to sympathize with me. It's all my own fault. I have no regrets."
"You think I sympathize with you?"
She took out her mobile phone and swiped out a number on it, "Did you know? I got an inexplicable call urging you to pay back the money."
"It looks like those people are angry. I'm so sorry..."
"I don't see you being apologetic at all."
"I can't do anything except a cheap apology. If you tell them it has nothing to do with you, it will only be counterproductive."
"Aren't you going to find a way to pay back the money?"
“···”
"Forget it, since you have this attitude, then I will change my attitude."
She took back her phone and crossed her hands, "Now that your matter has affected my daily life, I have only spoken to you once. You should find a way to solve it."
"The medical expenses this time are about 600, and I have recorded them in my account."
"But in your current situation, you won't be able to find a job at all, and you won't have any income."
"So I'll find you a job. You go work there and pay me back."
"...I won't go."
Su Yao pursed her lips and stared blankly at the ceiling and said, "If it's only 600 yuan, there are still some items where I live... ah, my mobile phone, please take it and pawn it. It should be more than 600, more
I would like to express my gratitude to you."
"You guys really plan to continue to rot like this!"
"You weren't like this when you played the piano in the classroom before, right?!"
"Can you show off a little bit of energy? It's not like you're in debt of hundreds of thousands or millions. You're not doing this because of debt at all!"
“···”
To be honest, Su Yao didn't know why she was so excited.
Ultimately, what does being good or bad mean to her?
"You are... because as a teacher, you have a hard conscience when you see me like this."
"No, I don't think there's anything wrong with this. No need for sympathy."
"I'm a teacher, and I don't want to see a talented person rot like this, so I'm telling you this!"
"It's true! Oil and salt won't come in!"
“···”
Su Yao turned a deaf ear to these words, so she had no idea even if she left the ward angrily.
"Is this person your teacher?"
"What a great teacher. She was the one who called you last time you were sent here."
"Well, I specially left two thousand yuan for you this time. You asked me to give it to you when you are discharged from the hospital."
"Last time?"
"Yes, last time your medical expenses were supposed to wait until the leader agreed to open a green channel before treatment, but your teacher happened to see it was you and paid the medical expenses for you."
“···”
To be honest, Su Yao thought that his heart was as hard as iron.
I have long stopped treating anyone I see in this world as a human being. They are all false.
But now when I see the money handed over by the nurse, I feel strange. Is it because I am the only one who knows the truth that I deliberately arranged this scene?
What a wonderful feeling.
Still walking on the road in a daze.
When I got home, I found that the door was not closed. Things in the house had been messed up. Someone also poured paint on the ground and wrote the words "pay back debts".
"call--"
The wind blew the light blue curtain swaying, just like the tiny shadow appeared from there at first. But now it was stained with paint.
"Crack."
Light a cigarette and smoke lightly. Don't care if there is paint on your shoes.
But suddenly my vision was blurred.
think.
What does this mean?
Every day in spam text messages, they read the words conveyed by important people. They are working hard to live. Even if the direction is wrong, they are still working hard.
What about yourself?
It's left like this, and every day I'm either dreaming or holding the beer bottle in a daze.
Maybe my heart has long been as cold as iron.
But it is not welded to death, at least at this moment it feels too sad. Because I have tasted a little bit, really a little bit of sympathy from others' charity.
Just this little thing made me want to burst into tears.
——
The next day.
"Have you figured it out?"
I made an appointment with the teacher at a cafe that I had been to several times before.
She ordered a cup of cappuccino, used a spoon to destroy the bear latte art on top without any guilt, and stirred it.
"It's best if you can figure it out on your own. And as for work, I think it's quite suitable for you."
"Um···"
Su Yao paused and asked, "What job?"
"When I sent you to the hospital the day before yesterday, I accidentally saw the manuscript you put on the coffee table."
"You wrote the novel that was somewhat famous on the Internet, right?"
"yes."
"That's a coincidence. One of the students I tutored in the past, her parents asked me if there was any student who could write a good piece of music and also know how to play musical instruments."
"My level is not good enough to teach others."
"Don't belittle yourself. I went back and read your novel specifically, and my writing skills are completely sufficient. The musical instrument may be a little worse, but it is enough for ordinary students."
"Ah, that family mainly wants the child to improve her only shortcoming, composition. Musical instruments are the child's personal hobby. And the child also likes to compose music by herself. You are still good at composing music. If you know where the stars are,
Your personal creations will be readily accepted immediately.”
"I'm just pretending..."
"Is something wrong?"
she asked in surprise.
"nothing."
Su Yao smiled and said, "If you think I can do it, please recommend me."
"Okay. I'll call them when I get back. Just be prepared to come to them tomorrow."
She looked at Su Yao for a while, "I mean, your personal image."
"Well, I'll take care of myself before I go."
"Besides, your monthly penalty interest should be very serious now, right?"
“···”
"What I mean is that if you succeed in the interview tomorrow, I can lend you some points and pay them back as appropriate."
She chuckled and said, "I'm familiar with that family anyway, so I'm not afraid of you skipping the bill."
"Don't say anything embarrassing. Instead of making money for those platforms with the penalty interest, you might as well buy me a cup of coffee."
"No need, I will pay it back myself."
The money I owe is only thirty or forty thousand, not that much.
Su Yao had already put everything in the house, such as laptops, up for sale in the morning.
I also told those platforms that I would pay it back.
Another unexpected thing is that Snow Country seems to be cracking down on illegal lending platforms recently. Su Yao can't remember how much he took from some platforms, but now he can't even log in to the app. He has no place to pay back the money.
If you really want to talk about it, a total of about 10,000 yuan is enough now. The rest will be paid back slowly later.
Maybe this is because you can affect changes in the world?
Not sure.
But no matter what, Su Yao no longer tied herself to the house without seeing the sun all day long.
"thank you."
No matter what, I want to thank her.
No matter whether she is true or false, her good intentions are true to herself.
What if there is no love game?
You can survive without it. Even if you only survive for three years.
Maybe when the time comes, the love game can say "I admire your courage" and get myself out.
Of course, I don’t take this expectation naively, I just say that I think this way occasionally.
I can't tell you how happy I am when I step out of the house.
I just thought that the worst possible way would be to numb myself.
——
I went to take care of my messy hair, and found the clothes I would need tomorrow in advance, and the call came as scheduled.
"Go to the location I sent you at ten o'clock tomorrow morning."
"Just ring the doorbell when you arrive."
“···”
Everything was finalized very quickly.
Su Yao opened the refrigerator and threw away all the leftovers. Now apart from eggs and noodles, there was only a can of beer left.
"Pah——"
Snap off the pull tab.
"GuluGulu——"
Su Yao took a big gulp and held it towards the balcony.
"Sorry, it didn't take so long before."
"Actually, aren't you just like me?"
"It seems like I'm far less powerful than you. I'll be ruined once I'm left alone."
"But it won't happen next. Whether it's true that I can only live until three years later, there will be some improvement, or it won't even last three years..."
"I will live well."
"I mean what if-"
"If I can survive until three years later, if there is any improvement, I will try to reply to you by then."
Until now, there have been many times when Su Yao wanted to reply to text messages in the channel to tell them that she could see them. But she typed out the messages countless times and deleted them.
People who are dead are not eligible to reply.
But if I can live, I can live until three years later... Then, I don’t know what I will do at that time, but now, it doesn’t matter if I have a little hope. I can think about myself and think that there is still a turn for the better.
allowed.
——
the next day.
Su Yao went to the location designated by the teacher as promised.
"You are classmate Su Yao, right? Welcome."
"You can tell from the first glance that he is talented and has a good temperament."
The hostess came out to entertain her. She was not as well-maintained as the teacher. She looked to be in her forties. Her true age was unknown.
"Moli, don't huddle in your room! The tutor you miss so much is here! Come out and say hello."
The hostess shouted to the second floor, while serving tea and water to invite Su Yao to sit down on the leather sofa.
"Thanks."
Su Yao took the tea and took a sip, not sure why, but it felt much better than the cheap black tea at home.
"What kind of teacher do you miss so much?"
I heard a second person's voice, far away by the handrail on the second floor.
He was a high school kid, timidly peeking at Su Yao from the second floor.
"What are you looking at there?!"
The hostess glared at her and said, "Come down quickly!"
"oh···"
The girl called Jasmine came down reluctantly.
The girl barely said a word during the whole process, only lowering her head and silently looking at her toes.
"You go back first."
When her mother said this, she suddenly felt like she was being forgiven. She whispered her apology and went back to the second floor.
"Jasmine has been a bit introverted since she was a child because her father and I both went to work overseas and were not around. She doesn't like to talk to others."
"But she is still very serious about her studies. This time it happened that she had shortcomings in liberal arts, and she wanted to learn piano and compose music, so..."
"Ah, by the way, Teacher Xiao Su, do you have a girlfriend?"
"girlfriend?"
Su Yao realized that the hostess had other intentions in asking this question.
After a moment of silence, he said frankly, "Yes. Although it's hard to see, there is."
"Long-distance relationship? It's a little hard."
"It's okay. My girlfriend and I have a very strong relationship. I think it's hard for problems to arise."
"That's good. I'm studying at Winter University, and I'm sure I'll be successful after graduation. My girlfriend is so loving, well, not bad. I'm quite satisfied."
It was obvious that she was relieved.
In fact, from the very beginning when Su Yao came in, he always felt that the hostess had some scruples, but it became clear when she asked this question.
If you answer that you are single, maybe you need to consider your job.
"Then, if you think it's okay, go to the second floor and talk to my Jasmine?"
"good."
Su Yao is not careless. Since he has been accepted, he should show a work attitude.
“···”
Her room door is unlocked. You can see her sitting at the desk outside, writing something.
She is no longer wearing the pajamas she was wearing just now. She is now wearing a high school uniform.
"May I come inside?"
Su Yao tried to knock on the door.
"···Um."
The latter makes a sound that you can't even detect if you don't listen carefully.
"Writing a manuscript?"
"Please, please don't look..."
"Ah, sorry."
“···”
Su Yao has been a teacher before, but this is his first time as a tutor.
Looking around this place, the decoration is very cute, but it seems a bit too fancy compared to her submissive character. Generally speaking, it doesn't seem like she took the initiative to dress up like this, but it seems like the mother downstairs arranged something to make up for it.
Like this.
Of course, this is just Su Yao's random guess and cannot be true.
"Yes, you can watch it."
After waiting like this for almost twenty minutes, she handed Su Yao what she had written.
"Short story?"
She wrote it in a diary, which had about five or six pages. Each page had traces of modifications with an eraser.
There is a computer next to it. Wouldn't it be more convenient to use a computer?
"I... like handwritten text."
Seemingly sensing Su Yao's doubts, she defended in a low voice.
"Everyone has their own preferences."
Su Yao started to read the story she wrote.
To be honest, the writing is pretty good.
But it's just weird.
The further she turned, the more her brows furrowed. Looking over again, she found that she was clenching her hands nervously.
"Then, that, the writing is bad..."
"It's not a bad question. Your mother told me that she wanted to help you improve your composition skills, but you obviously want to write a novel, right?"
"Novel... is the same as composition."
"How can it be the same?"
Su Yao turned to the front and said, "Let me read you what you wrote. He thought that he was definitely doomed. Okay, here you talk about the protagonist's psychological thoughts, but then you suddenly said what happened to the protagonist when he saw the ivy in front of him, and the description of the environment.
This single paragraph is really good.”
"But don't you think it's strange? You were in a bad mood one second, how can you be in the mood to admire the ivy the next second? And he said it was so full of life."
"It seems to me that one moment you are writing a novel that you want to attract people to read, and the next moment it is an essay competition, where you are desperately piling up gorgeous words."
"But, but, I just saw the ivy!"
"I saw that you can write to bring out the dark mood of the protagonist, but you definitely can't write like this."
"Give it back!"
She grabbed her diary.
“···”
"Then...what have you written?"
He seemed unconvinced.
"Mine? If you want to see it, there is one you can search online."
Su Yao found her book on her phone and said, "Read it on my phone, or should you search it on your computer?"
“···”
She searched on her computer.
She was stunned for a moment when she saw the 2,000+ reviews written on the label, with rave reviews.
"This, this was written by you?"
"Yes, I wrote it."
“So awesome...”
"Anyway, you can refer to Chapter 54. I remember that there are similar psychological changes and scenery descriptions as in your story. I just followed the character's psychology to observe the scenery. My personal opinion is that people's mood will be subjective
It affects people’s perspective on things.”
"Um···"
“···”
Su Yao could only say that he had a pleasant time with her when he first met her. At least he was recognized by her and made her feel qualified to guide her.
On the other hand, Su Yao felt that her style was rather dark, which was a little out of place compared to her kind of stories that seemed energetic no matter how you read them.
But there was a little problem the next day.
Su Yao originally planned to impress her with his debut novel "Where the Stars Are".
"...I don't like this piece of music."
"Why?"
"It doesn't sound good."
“···”
Because of this, Su Yao had no chance to tell her that the song was signed by him.
But in any case, the tutoring work is going on smoothly. At present, it seems that her mother is satisfied with her, and she herself does not resist.
And there is no teaching pressure. I found out the next day that this guy was a recommended student of Dongda University. Under the guise of making up for his shortcomings in composition, he was actually interested in writing stories, but the stories written in a composition style were gorgeous.
, but not a single website will accept it. Business writing and composition are two different things.
As for musical instruments, her family simply believed that girls should be able to play musical instruments. It was completely opposite to what the teacher who asked her to be a tutor said.
A month passed quickly.
With the salary payment, the debt problem was solved. Although the teacher said before that the salary was generous, it was still a bit incredible when I actually received 7,000 Su Yao.
Just teach for less than three hours every day, or get 7,000 on weekends?
However, I also understand that the introduction of the music professor Zhu played a big role in this. If it weren't for her, I probably wouldn't even be able to get through the door of Moli's house.
Besides——
"Jasmine has become a lot more cheerful during this period, and occasionally shares some things with us."
"I sincerely thank you, Teacher Xiao Su."
“···”
I felt something was wrong from the beginning.
If Jasmine is a high school student, why can she stay home on days when she should go to school?
There was only one reason. She was having a hard time at school. But her grades were very good and she got a place for admission. After knowing this, her parents simply took her back.
It is also for that reason that her character is more withdrawn than before.
The time limit for tutoring is until she goes to university, which is less than two months away.
"Teacher Su, Kangkang, I wrote it all night yesterday, Dreams and Matches."
"Not very good."
"What's the reason? What's the reason? What's the score?"
"You have always been written in the first person before. Although you are suddenly writing in the third person, it looks like a first-person style that is forced to be written in the third person."
"Where's the score this time?"
She moved closer unconsciously.
A faint fragrance lingers next to Su Yao.
"I'll give you a 6 out of 10."
Su Yao didn't know if she noticed that she was too close, but as a tutor and knowing her mother's worries, of course she would consciously distance herself.
"Why is this, only 6 points..."
Jasmine puffed up her cheeks and said, "Teacher Su, please help me correct it."
"Um."
As before, Su Yao helped her routinely change some things that she thought could be changed, and also explained to her why she should change them.
"Look here, you are clearly writing a novel from a male perspective, but how can words like 'oh my god' and 'ha' appear in a man's heart? The style is too strong for women, at least that's what I call it
Men would find it strange to read it.”
"And this, if you want to express yourself quickly, then you shouldn't write in such a long way about how it fell. You can just write "Pah, that thing fell." Isn't such a short sentence better than what you have piled up before?
So good? This is called visual effect. A short text can give people an instant psychological effect."
"And here too..."
“···”
I don't know since when I didn't get a response from her.
"Are you listening?"
Subconsciously, I turned around and ran into Soft.
“···”
No screaming.
I just saw her face turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Feel sorry···"
"No, it's okay... I was too close..."
Her head was lowered, but even so she could still see her red ears.
And does she know that with the loose pajamas she is wearing now, with her head down like this, she can see things she shouldn't see?
When did she stop pretending to be a good girl and wear the uniform she only wears to school, and just wear pajamas and the like.
"It's almost done today. I'll go back first, and you can see for yourself."
Feeling that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Su Yao looked at the time and planned to leave.
"That, that!"
But when I was about to leave, I was stopped.
"?"
"Anything else?"
In this embarrassing situation, you must first not be embarrassed so that she can also be embarrassed.
"Me, my parents won't be home tomorrow..."
"What?"
Su Yao was really shocked.
"No! It's not that... I, I want to say, can I go to the teacher's house tomorrow?"
"Why?"
"I haven't been outside for a long time..."
"If you talk to your mother, she will be willing to take you out, right?"
“···”
silence.
"Sorry, I cannot agree to this request. For various reasons, it is not good to invite a female high school student to the home of a male teacher who lives alone."
Su Yao is not stupid.
I can feel that this girl has some kind of dependence on me. It seems that she would rather get along with herself than her parents.
What will happen further?
It can't be like that.
After a while, my tutoring term ends, and I have lived up to the teacher’s expectations of me. At that time, it will be time to do other things. I can probably continue writing novels.
Jasmine didn't say anything until the end.
But Su Yao received a call early the next morning.
"Is it Teacher Xiao Su?"
"Ah, I am."
"I heard Jasmine say that you plan to take her to the Cultural Relics Memorial Hall tomorrow to look for writing materials?"
"Cultural Relics Memorial Hall?"
"Isn't this the case? I knew this damn girl definitely wanted to go to Comic Con again. She didn't even know how chaotic a place like that was and she still wanted to go."
The other end of the phone suddenly showed a stern tone that Su Yao had never heard before, but after a moment it became gentle again, "Excuse me, Teacher Xiao Su, I understand the matter. You should go to bed early."
“···”
The phone hangs up.
Su Yao lit a cigarette and stared at the TV blankly. Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe it was because he had never changed the channel, and the animal world was being replayed at this fixed point.
What is that guy thinking?
Make up lies if you don't agree?
He said he wanted to come to his home, but it was just a pretense, and he was actually going to a comic exhibition? By the way, this guy is really interested in anime. He also wrote a lot about anime characters.
Her mother didn't seem to be the kind of person she had imagined to be apologetic towards her... but because she had been neglected since childhood and now wanted to regain her right to education. No, I can't explain clearly. It's not a fairy tale anyway.
The harmonious relationship in the story is also Xia Liangzhen’s indulgence and apology for Xia Xianyue ten years later.
Looking at the phone.
She has been hung up for more than five minutes. If she doesn't help her lie, what will happen to her next?
Staying in that spacious home where she was often alone.
"beep--"
After thinking about it, Su Yao still called.
"Hello? Teacher Xiao Su?"
"Ah, it's me. I suddenly remembered about the cultural relics memorial hall you just mentioned."
"I discussed the story about Tang Sancai with your daughter during the day. She seemed to be very interested in this and said she wanted to write this story. I casually said that you can't write this kind of thing just by looking at pictures. You have to go and see it in person before you can write it.
··”
“···”
"Yes, but I was only half-joking when I said I would take her there when I had time, but she may have misunderstood that I would go tomorrow. I'm really sorry!"
If you don't do this, you will always feel guilty.
I'm afraid my relationship with this child will also plummet, and my job as a tutor will be over.
Just a little lie can prevent her from encountering bad things. If she can do it, she will do it. As for the rest, she will leave it to fate.
It doesn't matter if your parents find out the lie and fire you. Just like what she said, people's views on things and people will change according to their mood.
Right now - I don't want to see anyone encounter misfortune, even people with only a slight connection.
Because I am unfortunate, I don’t want to see others experience unfortunate things, that’s all.
——
the next day.
"jingle--"
Su Yao was woken up by the doorbell early in the morning.
"I'm sorry...Teacher Su."
Open the door.
Jasmine was standing at the door.
She wore a good-girl cardigan on her upper body, and the collar of her white shirt poked out from the sides.
The lower body is wearing slightly rustic casual pants and white shoes.
She is somewhat short-sighted, and she probably wore glasses to go out today. She probably did her hair herself, with braids and air bangs.
"I'm sorry, I'll excuse you now."
Su Yao opened all the doors and motioned for her to come in, "How do you know I live here?"
"Well, Teacher Su just changed the address here to a homophonic word in the novel, right? And Teacher Su always goes in this direction every time he takes a taxi... I can see it from the window."
"Oh, he's still a detective."
“···”
She lowered her head again.
"So, why are you here?"
Su Yao held the cigarette in her mouth and wanted to light it out of habit, then she remembered that she was still here.
"Smoke...it doesn't matter to me."
"Forget it, it's good to smoke less and live for three more seconds."
"That's a lie to children..."
"You haven't said why you came here so early in the morning?"
"Mom agreed... I told her that the teacher asked me to gather here."
"Your mother trusts me so much?"
"Yeah! Mom also thinks the teacher is a good person."
"I would really appreciate you sending me a good person card so early in the morning. Okay, you can sit down wherever you want. If you hadn't come here, I would have had to sleep for a while."
"There are drinks in the refrigerator. You can take whatever you want. You're welcome."
After leaving the conversation, Su Yao went to wash up.
Taking this opportunity, Jasmine also began to look at the place where Su Yao lived.
It looks like a place for men living alone. It's a little messy, but it's much cleaner than the pictures of boys' dormitories I've seen in online groups.
I couldn't help but peek at the books on the cabinet.
"The Principles of Quantum Entanglement"
"Heidegger"
"Being in Time"
"···"
They are all books that seem boring just by looking at their names.
But there are some that she has seen.
"The Forest of Weihai"
"Disqualification"
No wonder he can write in such a dark style, since all the books he reads are of this type.
“···”
Realizing that Su Yao was almost finished washing, she sat upright again.
"Are you so formal? Would you like a carton of orange juice?"
"Okay, okay."
"You should have had breakfast, right?"
"have eaten."
"Then I won't prepare your share."
It was said to be preparation, but in fact Su Yao just took out the bread from the refrigerator and mixed it with milk.
"Teacher Su, is this what you eat in the morning?"
"What's the problem?"
"This bread is not freshly baked bread, it has no nutrition."
"Eat whatever you want, as long as you're not hungry."
"How about that? I saw there are still ingredients in the refrigerator? How about I make breakfast?"
"No, I'm already eating."
"It'll be fine soon."
“···”
"I said no!"
It was nothing at first, but when she reached the kitchen door and picked up the apron to put on, Su Yao suddenly scolded her.
Maybe the volume was too loud, or maybe she had never seen Su Yao angry before, so he just held the apron and remained motionless for a while.
"Thank you for your kindness, but no need."
"And this apron is very dirty. It has not been used and has not been washed."
"Uh... I'm sorry."
"Don't always apologize."
"ah···"
"I'll be fine just eating this. Occasionally I'll make something for myself to eat. The quality of life is not as bad as you think."
Su Yao took the apron from her hand and threw it into the washing machine.
"No, no! I didn't mean that..."
“···”
I always feel inexplicably upset.
There used to be someone who apologized as easily as she did.
But she also knew that she shouldn't let this violent emotion out on her.
"Now let me tell you, I have never heard of you going to the Cultural Relics Memorial Hall."
Su Yao changed the topic and lit a cigarette at the same time.
Now I don't want to worry about whether she is here or not. Anyway, just stay away. Besides, there is no need to care about what she thinks of me.
"That, that is... I lied."
"The original plan to come to my house was actually an excuse, right?"
“···”
She touched her face awkwardly.
"Comic Con?"
"It's just a comic exhibition themed by a favorite character. I heard that you can get a limited illustration book for the third anniversary..."
"Then just go directly. Anyway, your parents already believe that I will take you to the memorial hall now."
"On the way... in case I get called or asked via video chat. My mother will be very strict when I go out alone..."
"Then you'd better not go."
“···”
She clasped her fingers and said in a low voice, "But first go to the memorial hall early to check in and take photos for them, and then go to the Comic Exhibition before 10.00. It will be no problem... If Teacher Su is with you."
"You want me to work with you to deceive your parents."
"Yes, I'm sorry..."
She stood up from the sofa and said narrowly, "Thank you, Teacher Su, for helping me cover my lie yesterday. I can also check in myself... If you are found out, just say that I let Teacher Su do it today."
"Let me go?"
I saw her typing on her mobile phone.
After a while, there were more messages on Su Yao's phone.
[I’m sorry, Teacher Su, I’m sick today and can’t go temporarily!]
ah.
What she meant was to use this as solid evidence, and then no matter what happened, it would have nothing to do with her.
Su Yao was really confused.
Is it because of your own passion?
It wasn't that she had any other feelings for him, she just wanted to please herself so that she could go out smoothly.
Not everyone is as strange and paranoid as Xia Xianyue. After all, I have only known her for more than a month.
Um···
Besides, her term ends in more than a month. It’s time for her to go to Winter University, and it’s time for her to go on an internship.
——
"Thank you very much, Teacher Su!"
When Su Yao agreed to help her continue to lie, she did not hide her joy at all.
"If something really happened, I would have a bad conscience."
"I'm actually not a child... I won't get lost."
"Don't get so close."
"Ah, I'm sorry... I can't quite put my distance between myself and others... It was the same thing last time. I was too focused... I'm really sorry."
“···”
It was clear that what happened last time was not good for her, but she brought it up again and apologized.
"I said, you had a bad time in school before?"
"···Um."
"You can talk about it if you want."
"Just, I just can't fit in. The only time I don't want to copy homework for someone I hate is that I gradually get called stingy..."
"That's it."
Su Yao sighed, "Take your time. In fact, you don't need so many friends. One or two good friends are enough."
"Well! I have a good friend! But recently she has become an executive committee member and monitor at the same time. She is too busy, so she keeps in touch on WeChat."
"That's okay, you're not lonely. I think you're quite talkative."
"I like talking to people I can talk to."
"Really? Okay, a few more pictures should be enough to cope with it. I think the time is about the same, let's go to the Comic Con."
"good."
"How long will the delay be there?"
"If everything goes well, it will take an hour."
"So long?"
"I'm sorry...there are a lot of people and we have to queue up."
"Don't say you're sorry and go quickly. If it's too late and you can't go back, your secret will be exposed."
“···”
Although I didn’t know how popular this Uncut Stone Comic Expo and this game called Uncut Stone was, even Su Yao was stunned when he saw so many people at the scene.
Crowds of people.
Various cosplays were photographed and posed for photos in the middle. Life-size anime characters. Busy security guards maintaining order.
"That's my favorite character!"
“···”
Su Yao followed her line of sight and looked over.
"Jordan, I will be your dog!"
"Ah ah ah, I am Jordan's 18944th dog!"
"Awesome! Sbarasi!"
"prprpr~"
“···”
"Well, um, she is Jordan's official CV. She is beautiful and she is the official cosplayer of this character. She has many passionate fans, so..."
Maybe she felt a little embarrassed, so she hesitated when speaking.
"Don't worry about being embarrassed or not. I only care about whether you can get what you want before your secret is revealed."
"ah···"
"Don't be stunned, rush!"
"?"
Before she could react, she was protected by Su Yao and slipped into the crowd.
"Who is it? Don't squeeze!"
"Fuck, how dare you squeeze into my photo with Jordan?!"
"Jordan, look at me, look at me... I am your faithful dog!"
“···”
It's crazy.
But I have to say that although Su Yao doesn't know this character, he is bold and beautiful enough. The cosplayer also has a good figure.
"What are you doing? It's my turn now!"
“Go to the back and line up!”
"Sorry, sorry, my niece has always been a fan of Jordan's. She has asthma and can't stay in crowded places like this for too long, so..."
"Ah, okay then..."
“···”
Jasmine became an asthma patient for no apparent reason, and was pushed to the cosplay side by Su Yao.
"Little sister, come look at the camera and smile with your sister."
The cosplayer was not bad either. After hearing what Su Yao had fabricated about her experience, he took it seriously and took the initiative to block her shoulders.
She took photography with a mirrorless camera she brought from home.
Su Yao couldn't use it and made a joke. Fortunately, there were kind people around to help take good photos. Then the official cosplayer gave her a limited edition doll. Even Su Yao participated.
"All for you."
After leaving the crowd, Su Yao gave her the one he got and the photo.
"This belongs to Teacher Su, I already have it."
She shook the Q-version Jordan doll in her hand.
"It's no use to me."
"Teacher Su's place will become more lively if decorated like this."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that she had said something wrong again, "I, I didn't say where Teacher Su lives..."
"Okay, I'll take it. It's not in vain, right?"
"Um!"
I don't know why, but she smiled happily.
Only five minutes after leaving the comic show, her phone rang.
"It's mom..."
When she saw the caller ID, she panicked instantly.
"Yes, just pick it up. Just say you are on your way back."
"Ah, oh oh!"
Jasmine quickly answered the phone and whispered a few words. Then she hung up the phone with a happy face.
"My mother said she had something to do and wouldn't be back at noon, so she just asked me to order food at a restaurant I usually book at!"
"ah?"
Su Yao was stunned, and then said, "Then you can take a taxi back, it's time for me to go back."
"Teacher Su, hasn't he eaten yet?"
"I haven't eaten..."
"I-I want to treat Teacher Su to dinner!"
"No, just let this lie go away. Remember next time... there won't be a next time. Try to do it less in the future. I really want to wait until you go to college and have more time."
"But, I caused such a big trouble for Teacher Su..."
"I told you that it's okay to just go round. It's okay. See you tomorrow."
Su Yao waved his hand. To be honest, he was a little tired. He planned to go back and order some takeout to rest.
"Is Teacher Su not going because he is worried that his girlfriend will misunderstand him?"
she said suddenly.
“···”
Su Yao paused and looked back.
Take it back again.
"Yeah, just now you were sending me a message complaining about being jealous, saying that you have time to spend with the female student but you don't have time to spend with her. Now you have to go and coax her."
"You don't want to see the teacher become single again, do you?"
"Well...Okay. Then Teacher Su, just go and coax the teacher's wife."
"Master's wife, hey, that's fine. If she heard someone call her master's wife in person, she might be a little embarrassed."
In short, Su Yao left.
There will really be a problem if we eat with him again.
Although I don’t know what she meant by what she just said, but even if she is not pretentious and really has a crush on her, she should have no other thoughts after answering like this, right?
But he doesn't know.
Jasmine watched him get into the taxi, and then smiled.
"Liar, I don't have a girlfriend at all."
If so, how could it be possible that when I was at home, I never received a call, never sent a message to anyone, and never looked at the time. I only said it was time to leave when the time was told at home.
And after going to Su Yao's house today, she was even more sure that what Su Yao told her mother about having a girlfriend was a lie.
Even if there is, it must be an ex-girlfriend from a long time ago. There is no trace of a girl living in that home.
But she has read Su Yao's novels.
You know, Su Yao must have had someone he liked, but he is no longer with him now.
Sometimes Jasmine can't explain how she feels about Su Yao.
But we can talk and get along very happily.
"Pfft, the teacher is so afraid. Do you really think I like you?"
But when I think about this, I always laugh unconsciously.