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"Jasmine, today is Mr. Su's last day, why don't you say goodbye to him?"

"Ah, bye, Teacher Su. Next year I will be the teacher's junior classmate."

She stood at the door and said a little shyly.

"Well, come on, go to college."

Su Yao waved his hand and left.

It's the end of August now.

I still remember it snowed when You Ye left, even though it was caused by her.

But it went by really fast.

"Crack."

Habitually lighting cigarettes after work.

The music teacher who initially helped Su Yao asked him if he wanted to accept her recommendation to study at a specialized music school. Su Yao refused.

After all, the music of this level is all because of the memories of those ten years that were rendered by Youye's ears and eyes.

What should I say?

It's just fragile. Although it sometimes takes the initiative to play it, but in popular terms, it is similar to Midnight Network Yiyun.

Anyway, it’s not something that can make you feel relaxed and happy.

"Buzz-"

As we were about to reach the station, the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Teacher! Wait for me!"

"What's the matter?"

"Please wait for me!"

Jasmine didn't say what happened, she just said something on the phone hurriedly and then hung up.

"call--"

The wind blowing from nowhere carries the faint scent of flowers and trees, and dissipates along with the smoke from cigarettes.

"Teacher Su..."

About ten minutes later, Jasmine's face was flushed, and she was probably running over, and she was bending over and gasping for breath.

"Go and talk over there."

Su Yao went to the park in the opposite direction to the station.

The closer you get to the river, the fewer people there are. After all, the repairs haven't been completed yet, and there are only a few street lights.

Jasmine had no objection to this decision, and unlike in the past when she would always find a topic to talk about, this time she followed him without saying a word.

"How are you here? I feel it's quite quiet. It's a good place to talk."

"···Um."

She lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly in this environment where the nearest streetlight was several meters away.

"Are you worried about anything?"

“···”

She said nothing, holding the hem of her short sleeves with both hands, as if to cheer herself up.

After a while, he finally plucked up the courage to raise his face.

"Teacher Su!"

"I like you--"

“···”

Su Yao looked at her speechlessly.

"I have never been interested in love before, but recently I got along with Teacher Su..."

"I don't know when I started to feel shy and my heartbeat was racing..."

"Become very caring."

"Teacher Su..."

"He is the best and gentlest man I have ever seen! I really like him!"

Although the words of confession are childish, the true feelings contained in them really exist.

In fact, no words are needed at all.

What she did overlapped too much with someone Su Yao knew well.

Suddenly put on makeup at a certain stage.

Avoid your own eyes.

Sometimes the atmosphere is intentionally ambiguous.

"I should have said that I have a girlfriend."

Su Yao smoked a cigarette lightly and pretended to smile bitterly, "Aren't you making things difficult for me?"

"It's a lie. Teacher Su doesn't have a girlfriend at all!"

"Since I became my tutor in June, I have never seen Teacher Su take a call from my girlfriend, nor have I sent messages to anyone, and I have never paid attention to the time."

"And there is no trace of a girl visiting Teacher Su's house at all!"

"...Ha, you are observing very carefully."

Su Yao sighed, "But have you ever thought about the time difference problem in long-distance relationships? When I was tutoring you, it was actually at night when she was there. There was no trace of her at home because she had indeed been gone for a long time.

.”

"No! I asked Teacher Zhu, and she said that Teacher Su... may have almost committed suicide because of a broken love."

At this point, she lowered her head again, "I'm sorry for inquiring into your privacy..."

"It's quite nerve-wracking."

Su Yao rubbed his temples, "But I'm sorry, I can't accept your confession. It's just because you haven't lived in a group for too long that you misunderstood that my paid care for you was a good intention and you felt warm.

I have a good impression."

"You will understand what I am saying now when you get to college."

"That's it. Go back early. Your mother will be worried if you run out without permission."

Su Yao didn't intend to continue talking.

Instead of endlessly explaining the matter of ‘do you have a girlfriend?’, it would be better to simply reject the question itself. That would be fine.

"Teacher Su..."

"Why do you think I can't distinguish my own feelings at a young age?"

"Whether you really like it or you're mistaken. I won't accept it."

"Is that because I'm a high school student and I'm afraid of being gossiped about? I'm worried that my family won't agree?"

“···”

"Teacher Su..."

"Do you really not feel my feelings for you at all? I feel happy when I see you every day, and I also start to learn to put on makeup... dress up. Pay attention to your words and deeds..."

She ran towards me and hugged me tightly from behind.

The baby cafeteria, which is more interesting than it looks, is close to her. At this time, she seems to have completely abandoned the sense of distance that she has been paying attention to recently.

"Age doesn't matter."

"So-"

"So, I just don't mean that to you. Moreover, I have said more than once that I have a girlfriend. My girlfriend is younger than you."

"Ugh... isn't that underage?"

"Who knows? Anyway, that's it, I have a girlfriend. So let it go, I can't accept your kindness."

"If there is... then Teacher Su, just show me the photo! Yes, if I see the photo, I will give up!"

“···”

Su Yao started to feel bored.

I had guessed from the time she called that it would become such a troublesome situation. Shouldn't she have been given a chance to speak from the beginning?
To be continued...