Young Daniel Wu

The bell rang and a teacher walked by with his lesson preparations. "What's going on?"

"The bell has rung, everyone go back to class."

The crowd began to disperse and the teacher left.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go to the infirmary," said Yang Xiaoxiao's younger sister Yao Yao.

After taking a few steps, Yang Xiaoxiao turned around, looked at her coldly, and said in a cold tone, "Xiao Xue, aren't you going back to class?"

Xiao Xue was a little frightened, and her hand on Chen Xiyu's arm unconsciously tightened a little. Yang Xiaoxiao at this moment was completely different from the Yang Xiaoxiao who had just been in tears.

"Happy Rain..."

"It's okay, go back. I can handle it on my own."

Chen Xiyu smiled at her, her tone calm and composed.

Xiao Xue lowered her eyes and slowly loosened her hand, realizing that someone as cheerful and lively as Chen Xiyu must have forgotten her.

"Light Snow"

"Thank you"

Chen Xiyu held on to the wall, hopped a few steps on one foot, and turned back to add to her.

Hearing the name she hadn't been called in a long time, Xiao Xue raised her head again and looked at the girl in front of her with surprise. She didn't even notice that the dim light in her eyes slowly brightened, reflecting the jumping girl in front of her. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the little rabbit water cup on the ground.

Memories of junior high school flashed through her mind.

When she transferred to a new middle school, she was placed in the same class as Chen Xiyu, who was the class monitor at the time. She had always had a stuttering voice, which had caused her classmates to tease her. So, she decided to speak less in her new school; if she spoke less, no one would notice her difference. Because she was quiet, no one wanted to play with her, and in contrast, it seemed like Chen Xiyu was taking good care of her.

"Xiaoxue, why don't you go to physical education class?"

"I, I, I'm not feeling well..."

"I'm sorry," Chen Xiyu touched her head and saw her empty cup. "I'll get you some water."

She remembered that it was their first private conversation. At that time, she didn't want to go to physical education class and told the teacher that she was not feeling well. She always sat alone in the classroom, daydreaming and drawing.

This is how we spend our physical education classes every Monday and Wednesday afternoon.

Classroom, drawing, daydreaming.

Until one day, a girl came back to the classroom, got her some water, and quietly watched her draw with her head propped up, chatting with her from time to time.

"This little guy is so cute, Xuan!"

"Wow, Xiaoxue, you really haven't learned this before. You're so amazing."

"Xiaoxue, if you are bored, you can play with us later."

She no longer feared the start of every school day, and no longer worried about every boring physical education class and break, because there was a little sun that would actively pull her out of the humid room to bask in the sun.

At the same time, in Class 10's classroom, the chemistry teacher was organizing everyone to discuss the wrong questions in the test. The seat next to Tan Zhao was empty. He glanced at the empty seat and wondered why Chen Xiyu hadn't come back yet.

When people nearby asked him questions, he kept turning his pen and couldn't help looking out the window.

"Student master, why is C wrong for this multiple-choice question? Look, this is what I think..."

"Um"

"Then why do you think it's wrong?"

"Um?"

Wang Chu, the student who asked the question, couldn't help but say, "Student master, can you please pay more attention?"

Tan Zhao was pulled back to his thoughts, and his pen fell on the table. "Oh oh," Tan Zhao pressed the carbon pen and took a few glances at the question.

I simply highlighted the key words in the question, "You see, from here you can deduce... Then apply... rules, compare the sizes, and it's not difficult to guess..."

Wang Chu let out the sound of knowledge flowing through his brain: "Wow, I didn't know you could think that way."

"But Tan Zhao, I'm asking question 18."

Tan Zhao looked at the marks he had made on question 17 and held his forehead in frustration.

After answering the question, Wang Chu finally left.

Jiang Hui: "Where is Chen Xiyu? Didn't she go to get some water? Why hasn't she come back yet?"

Wang Chu, who was just about to leave, said, "I went to the restroom during class and saw the monitor leaving with a water cup."

"Strange, why haven't you come back yet after getting some water?"

"Fortunately, the chemistry teacher doesn't usually check the number of people in the class." Jiang Hui said to herself.

Tan Zhao absentmindedly pressed the carbon pen back and forth, with a thousand thoughts running through his mind.

Villain 1: "Is she going to be alright?"

Villain 2: "Maybe he skipped class?"

Villain 3: "But the water cups were not put back into the classroom. That's not normal."

Villain 4: "Could it be that the director discovered it?"

Villain 5: "Do you want to go out and take a look?"

The fifth villain's thoughts became more and more intense. Tan Zhao stood up suddenly, scaring Jiang Hui next to him.

Tan Zhao came out under the pretext of going to the toilet.

The first place he went to was the bathroom, but he didn't see Chen Xiyu. He turned around disappointed and prepared to leave.

Someone called him, "Hello..."

The voice was timid and didn't seem very confident.

He put one hand in his trouser pocket and turned around.

He saw a girl with shoulder-length hair and round dark eyes, and he recognized the cup in her hand.

The pink little rabbit cup belongs to Chen Xiyu.

"Are you Chen Xiyu's deskmate? I... I saw you when I passed by..." The girl spoke haltingly, perhaps because she was nervous or had a natural stutter.

Tan Zhao nodded, "Yes, have you seen her just now?"

He stared at the little rabbit cup, "This water cup..."

He wasn't sure if it was Chen Xiyu's. If not, it would be impolite to ask directly.

Xiao Xue handed the cup over, "Can you give it... back to Xiyu?"

"Xiyu just fell here and the water cup fell."

He turned over the cup and heard the keyword "fall".

The hand holding the cup couldn't help but tighten.

"What? A fall? Where is she now?"

At the same time, Chen Xiyu, due to his injured leg, limped towards the school infirmary, holding on to the wall.

She knocked on the door of the school clinic and said, "Come in."

After Chen Xiyu entered, she saw that the table in the school clinic was neatly packed into boxes of various sizes. She was filled with doubts.

As the school doctor was reducing the swelling on her swollen knee, he saw the way she looked at the boxes.

"Teacher Yang, are you going on a business trip?"

Teacher Yang has a strong body and black hair, and looks like he is in his forties.

Teacher Yang smiled and shook his head, "It's not a business trip."

"You can guess."

Chen Xiyu: "Are you going to change jobs?"

"Oh, why should I change jobs at my age?" Teacher Yang laughed.

"Teacher Yang, I see you're in your forties. My father also changed jobs when he was in his thirties a few years ago, from architect to photographer. What a big leap!"

Perhaps Chen Xiyu felt that this statement was almost conclusive, so he added, "In his forties, he is in his prime!"

Doctor Yang laughed out loud, "Ahahaha, you are such an interesting student. Do I look like I'm in my forties? My son is already married and has children."

After Dr. Yang disinfected and re-bandaged the wound, Chen Xiyu still kept the same posture as when the bandage was being done, with her legs flat on the stool.

He was shocked when he heard this, "Oh my God, what are you doing..."

"retire?"

Doctor Yang nodded, "Yes, little girl, I'm about to retire, an old man."

The two of them hit it off quite well and started chatting.

"Teacher Yang, will there be a new teacher to take over after you leave?"

"Yes, by the way, I can tell you that the new school doctor is incredibly handsome. He's even a returnee from overseas."

"He looks like a young Daniel Wu."

"It's quite like my youthful style." Teacher Yang added narcissistically.

Chen Xiyu was bored to begin with, and after listening to his description, she curiously asked Mr. Yang if he had any photos.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

The door was pushed open and Tan Zhao came in. Tan Zhao was wearing a simple and clean school uniform. He was tall and thin.