The second week is another excellent class. Halfway through I talked, she fell asleep again. I turned my head to look at the child's tired face, put down the textbook, wanted to call her, stretched out half of my hand and retracted it.
I also placed my chin on the desk, staring at the wall in a daze, and after a long time I took out a green notebook from my bag and started to write a diary.
Thursday, February 14 Weather: Overcast to light snow
Today is a plot man, with small snowflakes floating outside, it feels especially romantic.
I taught Peng Yu in the morning, ate a bowl of dumplings outside at noon, and then strolled for a while in the department store next to Youyou's home.
Very boring Valentine's Day, but very fulfilling.
When I was free, I would ask myself, what is Mu Chenghe doing? Have you forgotten that today is Valentine's Day?
I wanted to contact him, whether it was a phone call or a text message, but I was scared. In such an ambiguous day, any of my actions will make him aware of the strangeness.
I walked around in the men's department of the department store at noon and saw a counter model wearing a dark gray woolen coat with a plaid scarf. I couldn't help but stop, imagining Mu Chenghe wearing it. Look like.
He doesn't belong to me at all, but just imagining it in my heart is full of joy.
Teacher Mu, Happy Valentine's Day. ^^
I have had the habit of keeping a diary since I was a child. When I was a child, my mother was not a prison guard, but taught Chinese in a county, which was very strict with me. During lunch break, if I don’t take a nap, I have to keep a diary.
Therefore, I have developed this habit for more than ten years. After a few moments, even if one or two sentences are written down by myself, I feel at ease.
I packed up my handbag, opened the door and went out. Youyou's mother was sitting in the living room embroidering cross stitch. She was a little surprised to see me taking the bag out. She looked at the clock on the wall and hurriedly asked, "Is it time?"
She raised her voice a little higher, and suddenly showed some emotion.
I hurriedly explained: "Youyou are probably a little tired, and the results are not good. I will fill it up for her next time, not this time.
She was stunned and nodded, a little embarrassed.
I immediately felt that my words seemed excessive, and hurried away after a few greetings.
The weather turned warm in a blink of an eye, and school had started for several weeks.
Chen Ting is still attending the Russian class. Last semester it was given by Mu Chenghe. No one in the class was taken as a teacher. Everyone is almost like Long live Teacher Shan Humu.
Zhao Xiaotang began to express his thoughts in the bedroom again.
She said, "What kind of contact information do you use to access the Internet now?"
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