Missed it again
(Small Theater) Send off ~ Ze
"You said your high school is so far away, it takes two hours to drive every time."
"Yes, it really is. It takes two hours every time, but this time the two hours are very different, because you came to see me off. This two-hour ride, you're here with me."
"Then I'll come and see you off as soon as you return to school, okay?"
"That's fine, but it's too much trouble. I finally went to school safely, so please don't make me miss home. Otherwise, I'll cry in school every day, and it will also delay my classmates' classes."
"Okay, okay, I don't know when we'll meet next time. Here's the thing, come in quickly."
"See you at home."
"Well, see you at home."
Beep...
A text message, a text message I received when I was in my second year of high school.
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Life is really amazing. The more you fear something, the more it will come to you. The more you don’t want to see someone, the more likely you are to see them when you least expect it.
Even as Qiyue was pondering, she didn't forget to hand Xiaoyu a water cup. You see, she's a direct student indeed. Even when Qiyue's mind was about to explode, she still remembered the child's water problem. Perhaps it was from this period that Qiyue started to drink water. Even though she used to dislike water and adhered to the principle of not drinking unless she was thirsty, after that, she always had a thermos in her hand, just like a retired old man or woman.
Hanghang was also very happy today, always standing up to interact with the other children. But as always, don't get too excited, or you never know what will happen. He accidentally lost his seat and landed hard on the floor. At first, Hanghang was fine, standing up on his own and watching everyone laugh. But within seconds, before anyone could say anything, he burst into tears, tears first, sobs trailing off, and big tears streamed down his face.
Qi Yue quickly pulled the chair away from him and rushed over to see if he had touched anything else. After confirming that he hadn't, she expertly opened her arms, allowing Hang Hang to slip in. Qi Yue then pulled Hang Hang into her arms, who then naturally embraced Qi Yue. See, even the strongest little man has a vulnerable side.
Afterward, Qiyue thought about it. The reason Hanghang didn't cry at first was that he didn't react immediately, still immersed in the pleasant conversation he had just had with the other child. It was the actual pain in his butt that reminded him that he had just fallen. Furthermore, the fall was quite sudden and unexpected, so he might have been startled for a moment and hadn't recovered.
After Qi Yue comforted Hang Hang, she patted his head three times and cast a magical spell: "Touch the fur, and you won't be scared."
Well, maybe Qiyue is too old-fashioned, but when Qiyue was young, and even now it is still like this, the adults want to comfort themselves and feel at ease, and the children will memorize it in their hearts. When the appropriate scenario comes, they will learn to operate like the adults, feel their own growth, accept the love of their parents, and decide to pass on the love and continue it bit by bit.
Hanghang rejoined the children's joy. Qiyue also reminded the children again to take good care of themselves, take their time, and take things one step at a time. Even if they fall, they must stand up slowly and be strong and brave.
Yes, the road ahead is still so long, and adults cannot be with you for the rest of your life. You still have to rely on yourself for everything. You must be strong and brave, grow up well amidst many expectations, and become the person you want to be.
Time flies when we're with children. After a brief interlude, the class is almost over. As usual, the children take turns to explain the story behind their work. The teacher assesses their understanding of the lesson by looking at the overall quality of their drawings, the brightness of their colors, the storyline, and their overall mental state and recent emotions.
Drawings can sometimes reveal a child's inner thoughts more directly than words. Identifying problems and prescribing the right remedies are also fundamental skills for early childhood art teachers. Teaching and educating, isn't that also about educating people? While I can't be erudite and take them on a journey through the world, enlightening and guiding the minds of three or four-year-olds is a step forward in their growth. Regardless of importance, companionship is destiny.
I'm proud to say that Qiyue is a certified teacher, and that's no exaggeration. Not only does she have a teaching certificate, but she also has a Mandarin language certificate. I was worried about communication issues, but it turned out Qiyue was overthinking it. When dealing with children, everyone starts out speaking their own language, but over time, even with some twists and turns, they understand each other's meaning.
"Okay, kids, that's all for today's class. Now we need to put away our school supplies. Then I'll help you take off your aprons one by one. You need to put them in your school bags. Don't leave anything behind."
After discussing with parents about their children's performance in class and some important things to pay attention to when drawing, I've finished my work for the day. Work? It's a mixture of pain and joy. It's another fulfilling day.
Dudu: "Goodbye, Teacher Qiyue."
Hanghang: "Teacher Qiyue, see you tomorrow."
"Tomorrow, it's the older brothers and sisters' class, so let's go for now. I need to take a break. Teaching you will strain my voice." Qi Yue said in her heart, not knowing whether the children could hear her.
Xiaoyu: "Qiyue, that person is still waiting for you."
"Okay, Xiaoyu, I know you are smart, so you don't need to remind me." Qi Yue smiled and nodded without saying anything.
Xiaoyu's father: "Xiaoyu, goodbye to Qiyue."
Xiaoyu's father pulled Xiaoyu forward, looking back every few steps. "Oh, Qiyue, Qiyue, goodbye, goodbye."
"We've turned the corner, so stop shouting. I'm very tired and need to drink some water." Qi Yue still smiled and waved.
A little over a centimeter behind his mother, he showed his little head and said weakly, "Goodbye, Teacher Qiyue."
Qi Yue squatted down and said to Xiaomi, "Centimeter, goodbye. See you next week."
Centimeter nodded shyly and walked holding her mother's hand.
Di Yi ran back out of breath: "Teacher Qi Yue, I forgot to say goodbye to you, goodbye."
"Diyi, goodbye. Run slower and be careful."
Yiyi's grandmother: "Teacher Qiyue, our Yiyi likes you so much that she doesn't like any other class."
"I like Yi Yi, too. Look at our Yi Yi, she's so beautiful."
Grandma Yiyi: "Yiyi, say goodbye to Teacher Qiyue."
Yi Yi pulled at grandma's hand, twisting it back and forth, saying something, looking at Qi Yue foolishly, as if to say, "I'll come again tomorrow."
Grandma Yiyi: "This child is not talking again. Teacher Qiyue, you have worked hard. We are leaving now."
"Okay, take care, Yi Yi, bye."
One by one, they turned and left, leaving behind a light, "Goodbye."
Well, this is very much like Yi Yi's style, that's it, simple and clear.
Her ears suddenly became quiet, but Qi Yue's heart began to become noisy again.
"There's another person outside, who's been standing there for at least an hour. I'm afraid he has some mental problem or has been stimulated by something. Otherwise, who would stand there like a pillar?"
Qi Yue looked in the direction she had just been looking at, and their eyes met. Just as the other person was walking towards her and about to say something, at that instant, Qi Yue made a very important decision. She stepped back, turned around, returned to the campus, and closed the door behind her.
There is a glass wall with posters on it. A person is standing by the escalator outside the wall looking inside, and a person is sitting inside the wall not daring to look back.
Because it was evening school, the lights at the Taekwondo school across the street had already been turned off. Only the lights in Campus 4 were still on. This warm light fell on Qi Yue and then on Lin Lei's feet, leaving one in the light and the other in the shadows.
"Qiyue, what are you doing sitting here?" Huihui, who was about to get off work, came over.
Qiyue was sitting behind a glass wall covered with posters, just a few steps away from Lin Lei, separated by a wall. Huihui looked at Qiyue, who looked like a thief, with a mixture of confusion and amusement.
"Our teacher Qi Yue, who is well-known in the four schools and well-known in the headquarters, is there a time when you are afraid? You have done something wrong. Tell me."
Qi Yue didn't know how to explain the current situation to Hui Hui for a moment. Just as she was thinking about it, Zhen Zhen came over.
Zhenzhen looked at the two people in confusion. "Have you finished packing? If you have, Qiyue, let's lock the door and leave. The building gate will be closed soon."
Locking the door is a good idea. Qi Yue hurried to the office without changing her work clothes. She put on her coat and hurriedly pulled Zhenzhen and Huihui, who was waiting for her boyfriend to pick her up, out.
Of course, Zhenzhen also saw the person standing outside the door and thought it was a parent. She was about to go up and ask, but Qiyue stopped her and signaled to lock the door quickly. During this time, Qiyue didn't even look at Lin Lei, for fear that if he was not careful, he would be devoured by the soul and all his efforts would be wasted.
After locking the door, he didn't even look back, pulled the other two people to find the nearest exit, took the nearest elevator, and left the building.
Terrain? Lin Lei was naturally not as familiar with the terrain as Qi Yue. In addition, Qi Yue's indifference made Lin Lei somewhat at a loss. He panicked for a moment and when he wanted to catch up, he had no idea where Qi Yue was going.
Lin Lei smiled helplessly: "It seems that this time, we will miss it again. Qiyue, Qiyue, why don't you listen to me once? Do I really annoy you so much that you look down on me?"
Only Qiyue and Zhenzhen were left waiting for the bus. They lived in the same dormitory, went to get off work together every day, ate and slept together, but this was the first time Zhenzhen saw Qiyue like this.
The nights in Beijing and Huai'an are a bit chilly after all. Coupled with what happened just now, Qi Yue feels like she is in the depths of winter. However, it is midsummer now. Ever since she knew her father was sick, Qi Yue always feels cold. But she is obviously a child from the north, so why is she so afraid of the cold? If she tells others about it, she will be laughed at.
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