Chapter 30 Chapter 30: Crap Routine
Kan Zhao took off his glasses, pressed his sore eyebrows with his fingers, and then leaned against the headboard and closed his eyes to rest.
After a pause, he handed the remaining work over to Luo Ye. These projects already had their own professional teams to follow up and execute, so he no longer needed to personally handle them.
It's late at night.
The sound of even, shallow breathing came from beside me.
Kan Zhao glanced sideways.
Lin Qingxu was still fast asleep, curled up in a small corner beside the bed. The air conditioner had slipped down, leaving only a corner that barely covered his ankles.
Like the chinchilla that was recently brought home by his parents. He looks well-behaved, but he is actually very domineering.
Although he was not very big, he took up most of the bed. Then he rolled over and fell off the bed.
He had to pull her into his arms before he would stay still.
Her brain was slightly lacking in oxygen due to long-term lack of sleep. Kan Zhao rubbed his temples, leaned over, picked up the fallen quilt, and covered her with it.
Pinched the corner of the quilt.
Kan Zhao couldn't help but chuckle when he saw the smile on Lin Qingxu's lips.
I don't know what she dreamed about.
He stretched out his finger and gently poked Lin Qingxu's cheek. Lin Qingxu's face softened, and the skin there immediately sank into a small dimple.
As soon as the force is released, the soft flesh immediately returns to its original shape.
Another poke, another release, Kan Zhao was having a lot of fun.
Suddenly feeling a little indignant, Kan Zhao gently pinched her cheek. "Lin Xiaoxiao, if I hadn't insisted on you, would you have run off with Qu Wen?"
Lin Qingxu slept soundly.
"Hmm?" He added a little more force.
Lin Qingxu whimpered in discomfort, and Kan Zhao immediately loosened his grip.
Lin Qingxu rubbed the pillow unconsciously, found a more comfortable position, and fell asleep again.
"How heartless." Kan Zhao pinched her nose.
There were some whispers.
You have to get closer to hear it clearly.
"Kan Zhao."
Once is not enough.
Lin Qingxu muttered in his sleep, "Kan Zhao."
Kan Zhao paused, the corners of his mouth rising.
"Forget it, I'll let you go."
*
——Why is Kan Zhao angry?
Lin Qingxu asked at that time.
In fact, he was not angry with her, or rather, his indifference and anger were more directed at his own incompetence.
I used to look down on everyone, thinking that others were just like me. I felt that I was unmatched and could do anything.
Until just now in the principal's office, listening to her calmly repeat those dirty words.
The arrogance built up by applause and cheers collapsed.
It turned out that he was just an arrogant person who only saw the world from a narrow perspective.
He was not strong enough to protect her under his wings and isolate her from all the filth in the world.
——It turns out that Lin Qingxu already knew.
This realization was like a blunt knife, slowly and cruelly stirring his heart.
She already knew those filthy words, those obscene words that he wished to wipe out from the world with his own hands, had reached her ears. And because of him, Lin Qingxu would repeat those rotten and smelly words one by one, exposing them to others again.
They walked along the path in the campus.
Lin Qingxu looked ahead calmly, his eyelashes glowing light golden in the sunlight, and there was even a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, just like he had seen countless times in the past ten years.
But at this moment, this familiar smile made his throat tighten.
The pure world he desperately tried to protect had already been polluted because of his incompetence.
A sharp pain spread from my chest.
He's nothing special, Kan Zhao thought to himself at the time.
She said
—Kan Zhao, you can't isolate me from all the bad things forever. This is how the world is. Where there is light, there is shadow.
She said
——I am not a porcelain doll, so I don’t need you to protect me in an exquisite collection cabinet.
His pretended indifference only came from what he was afraid of: Lin Qingxu no longer needed him.
The massive ancient banyan tree, rooted in the earth, and the delicate vines that seemed to be merely clinging. On a night of torrential rain, the strong wind swept away the last protective branches and leaves, and the seemingly entangled vines began to reveal themselves.
It has long since transformed into a hidden skeleton supporting the torso.
When the vines pulled away on their own, the seemingly towering banyan tree collapsed.
Symbiosis?
parasitic?
Who is pathologically dependent on whom?
*
The fight came to an end. Kan Zhaoqi, Ke Fanghao and the others were each punished accordingly.
The next day, Wang Hong asked the class monitor who was moving the homework to call Kan Zhao to come to the office.
Kan Zhao knew what he was going to say with his eyes closed.
It's nothing more than stopping fighting, studying hard, improving every day, and getting some good knocks.
From childhood to adulthood, from elementary school to high school, many people have said this to him.
Kan Zhenzhong had experienced corporal punishment, and his teachers also gave him a lot of advice.
After hearing this kind of talk so many times, I just let it go in one ear and out the other.
Anyway, he has had no interest in studying since he was a child.
So when the teacher called him for a talk, Kan Zhao almost immediately wrote down a few hundred words of prevarication.
He also did a lot of beating Maha.
When he arrived at the office door, Kan Zhao knocked on the door skillfully and shouted "report".
Wang Hong glanced at him and let him in.
Without saying anything else, he took a sip of tea and said, "I heard from Fang Yun that you will go abroad in the future? I haven't asked which university you are from yet."
Kan Zhao gave his name.
Kan Zhenzhong had given up hope that he would get into a prestigious university. He had already arranged a school for him, intending to send him abroad upon graduation, so that he could gain some experience and become a returnee.
If you stay out of his way these few years, so he doesn't get so angry, he can live a few more years.
Wang Hong nodded after hearing the truth, but said nothing more. He drank his goji berry tea, leaned back in his chair, and watched the sunset outside the window.
This time, he didn't advise Kan Zhao to study hard or at least not cause trouble. Instead, he spoke slowly and chatted with him about his past.
The old class teacher had a first love, and this matter had spread throughout the class a long time ago, and Kan Zhao also knew about it.
It's just that his first love later got married and didn't stay with his teacher. But Wang Hong has never forgotten her and has endured until now, when he is almost 40 years old, and no matter how hard his family urges him to do so, he has never remarried.
After all, if you marry someone but your heart is not with them, you will be a burden to them.
This has always been a wound in Wang Hong's heart. No matter how good his relationship with him is, no one in the class would joke with him about such things.
Wang Hong spoke slowly and took the initiative to reveal the dusty past to Kan Zhao.
South China University of Political Science and Law is an old school with a long history, probably nearly a hundred years old.
Wang Hong and his first love also went to school here.
The two of them were in a premature relationship, and it was more than ten years ago when the social atmosphere was not very open.
Their grades were similar, and their scores on every test were similar. Their college entrance exam scores weren't much different either, just three or four points.
Wang Hong took a sip of tea and looked at Kan Zhao with a complicated expression: "Three or four points is really nothing."
"It's just that she and I missed the chance to go to the same school because of a few points."
"But it's nothing. I went to the Normal University. It's pretty close to her place."
"Not much closer. There's a city between us."
"It was quite a detour. I had to take several buses. Transportation was not convenient back then. It's not like today where you can just hail a taxi on your phone. I had to go to several stations before I could see her."
"I went to see her almost every week. Phone bills were extremely expensive back then, and my family didn't give me much for living expenses. I set aside one-tenth of the money every month for food, and the rest was used to visit her and talk on the phone with her."
"What's the point of me watching so closely?"
The old teacher sighed and glanced at Kan Zhao's expression calmly.
"She had a senior who was no less handsome than me and had a better temper than me, and he took great care of her for me."
"It's normal for her to choose someone. I wasn't around when she got sick. I was young and impulsive back then, so I didn't understand her grievances and was always suspicious."
It seemed in vain: "But I really regret it. If I had just scored a few more points, I would be the one standing next to her now."
Wang Hong looked at Kan Zhao again.
Seeing that he lowered his head, the corners of his originally careless mouth had already been pursed into a straight line, and the fists clenched in his sleeves revealed his mood.
After all, having been a class teacher for so many years, Wang Hong knows exactly what the students think and do.
He knew that Kan Zhao was the most unruly person and no one could tell him what to do.
The trick Wang Hong used on other students didn't work on Kan Zhao at all. Even if he whipped him from behind, he would just break the whip and throw it at the man.
But Wang Hong's teaching experience wasn't in vain. He had many years of experience in teaching. He could understand the adolescent's thoughts at a glance, and he immediately grasped Kan Zhao's weak spot.
All the students taught by Wang Hong know that most of what he says is made up.
Wang Hong didn't make it clear.
Some things are tricky to get. Those who believe will take it seriously, even if there's only a 10% chance. Those who don't believe will be fooled, no matter how hard you try.
He made a bet with Kan Zhao, whether Kan Zhao would be afraid of a future without Lin Qingxu, and whether he would change because of it.
Obviously, he won the bet.
Kan Zhao has been rebellious since he was a child, and he always does the opposite of what the adults say.
He is the type of person who will do the opposite of what you ask him to do. The more confident the teacher's expression was, the more rebellious Kan Zhao became.
But Kan Zhao didn't dare.
He knew that Lin Qingxu was sentimental, and he could use the relationship they had built over so many years as leverage to get her to wait for him to return from abroad.
He believed that Lin Qingxu would agree to wait for him, and he also believed that the relationship he had with Lin Qingxu for so many years would not allow an outsider to interfere overnight.
But who can guarantee it?
It was a bloody idol drama I was watching at 8 o'clock in the evening. There were a lot of plots where the boy suddenly fell from the sky and defeated his childhood sweetheart to get the upper hand.
Nothing is absolute, and he cannot really guarantee that Lin Qingxu will not fall in love with someone else in the years when they haven't seen each other.
Just as the teacher said at the time, when he went to university, more outstanding people would flock to Lin Qingxu, and they would have the same interests, hobbies, and topics.
After spending so much time together, the wild flowers were so charming that a few of them strayed into her sight.
What will he be then?
A childhood sweetheart who studied abroad and whose name is not even worth mentioning
He has also read several of those literary works.
Aren't those people who come from nowhere to take advantage of the years when your childhood sweetheart is away?
Laoban is only a few dozen kilometers away from his first love, so he still has a chance.
If he really followed his family's arrangements, he and Lin Qingxu would be separated by the Pacific Ocean.
The Pacific Ocean is so big that it occupies one-third of the entire earth's surface. Some people may never reach the other side in their entire lives.
Kan Zhao couldn't even imagine that many years later, he and Lin Qingxu would look at each other in silence, and all they could say was "Long time no see".
Who the hell wants to not see her for a long time.
Of course, Kan Zhao knew that few of what Wang Hong said were true.
But Kan Zhao didn't dare to gamble.
Who knows.
The arrogant young man finally broke his back.
During those months, Kan Zhao was mostly haunted by nightmares.
What she did most was that Lin Qingxu walked towards him with a girl who looked 70% similar to her.
Then the girl smiled sweetly at him.
But a word of "uncle" shattered the dream he had woven.
Then I saw Lin Qingxu approaching the arms of a strange man.
The three of them gradually drifted away from him.
The pain in the dream was so real that even after waking up, he was still deeply trapped in it and could not let it go for a long time.
Whenever he woke up in the middle of the night, only the dim light from next door could comfort Kan Zhao.
Tell him that Lin Qingxu hasn't left yet.
He still had a chance to stay with her.
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