I like you, it has nothing to do with you
(Small Theater) Old ~ Moon
The same scene happened again, this time it was my mother who came to pick me up. I started my crying scene as usual, and the teacher asked my mother to pick me up.
I sat in a window seat, listening to the lectures was impossible. I didn't like going to school, and I didn't want to eat. I occasionally ate snacks, but that was to keep me energetic to go home. This drama had been going on for a year. My previous teacher, who was young and aggressive and wanted to protect the students, was demoted from the class teacher to the next grade's subject teacher. Naturally, we got a new teacher. The new teacher didn't understand my situation, so instead of trying to comfort me, she directly called my parents. My visits home became more and more frequent. If other teachers hadn't told the homeroom teacher that I was the principal's order, I would have been suspended long ago.
Suddenly I saw my mother's figure, walking past the guard and heading towards the teaching building. This time my mother seemed a little different. I felt that my mother seemed to have aged all of a sudden. This shouldn't be the case. My mother was still as beautiful and bright as before. Why did my mother look so vicissitudes of life this time?
"Yueyue, how about Daddy arrange for you to go to the high school in our county where we live, and attend it as a commuter."
"No, I want to go back to school."
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Looking at the rose in front of her, Qi Yue had no answer, so she just treated it as a pleasant surprise.
"I really don't know. Take it and use it as your teaching material."
Hui Hui said as she reached out to the rose bouquet and gave a wicked smile, “That’s not good.”
Spending time with children always makes one forget their worries. During her routine video chats with her family, Qiyue noticed that her father had lost weight again. Even though she was worried, she could only observe his condition through video. If she called, she always felt that her father would pretend to be deceiving her. Seeing her parents well through video chat, Qiyue's heart was finally at ease. The only difference was that there were always two times when her father was always asleep. Her mother just said that her father was fine recently and just needed more rest. Qiyue didn't think much of it. It was normal for her father to rest more with his illness. Moreover, her father always sent Qiyue WeChat messages during the day, so she didn't think anything was wrong.
In this way, we bid farewell to spring and welcomed summer. The weather was hot and humid, and people were particularly lazy and could not muster any energy.
Today is Thursday, which can be said to be Qiyue’s favorite day, because there is only one class today, starting at 6 o'clock and ending at 7:30. The difference is that the students in this class can be said to be Qiyue’s direct disciples. Since the establishment of the campus, they have been the top ten registered students of the campus. All six children were brought up by Qiyue. From the age of three to five, Qiyue has accompanied them for two and a half years.
Dudu, Xiaoyu, Dayi, Diyi, Xiaomi, and Hanghang, three men and three women, a very complete configuration. These six people are not only top-notch, but also the king bomb.
Dudu: A girl, super cute, with a round face, big eyes, and chubby cheeks. She is the first student in July. When it comes to painting, she is just lazy. Actually, it’s not just about painting, but about everything. That’s why her family sent her to study, not for hobby or profession, but to overcome hardness with softness, so that she can smoothly enter primary school.
Colloquialism: "Teacher Qiyue, I'm tired."
"I just sat down for a minute and didn't do anything. I was still looking at instructional pictures. How tired am I?"
Xiaoyu: A thin boy with a handsome, angular face and a height advantage. He excels at using heavy colors to scribble all over the page. His drawings are all black and gray, and it's hard to tell if it's the darkness of the night or the darkness of the ground. He can't attend classes independently and must be accompanied by a parent. If the parents leave, his attention follows, and he'll run away, his voice cracking, and he'll start crying. The parents' goal is simple: to be away from them and attend classes independently.
Spoken language: "Teacher Qiyue, I want to go to the toilet."
"What I'm saying is, as a female teacher, taking boys to the bathroom does take a while. It takes time to grow, but eventually I get used to it."
Yiyi: Another adorable girl, with surprisingly soft bones and beautiful, rounded features, like a porcelain doll. Initially, she was all over the class, silent or giggling when asked, never answering questions, leaving you to your eyes. Later, she began to speak, using a twist of the obvious, relying entirely on the teacher's experience. The parents' intentions were simple: she could communicate with the teacher, speak, express herself accurately, stay seated, and tell the teacher when she needed to use the bathroom, not hold it in.
"I love and hate it. I've carried him through class, fished people out from under desks, answered all sorts of weird questions, and even learned how to change a three-year-old's pants. We went from seeing him once a week to two or three times a week, and we always see him during the winter and summer holidays. The teacher keeps him under control, and seeing him less often feels like a dream."
Di Yi: Not immediately handsome, but quite attractive. He's chubby, with a kind, honest demeanor. He looks like a good kid, but he's got a lot of personality. His knowledge is, in a word, vast. Classes used to be on Saturday mornings, but were later moved to Thursdays. Due to time constraints, breakfast had to be prepared in ten minutes in front of Teacher Qi Yue. If he couldn't, he'd just do it quietly during class. The standard breakfast included a packaged juice, a cheese stick, and a meat-filled bun. His reason for learning painting was that even a man should have a tender side, something he could cultivate in order to start a family and become a competent head of household.
"Saturday is packed with classes. Breakfast? Even teachers might not be able to eat. Seeing you eating makes me really envious. You looked at me with a smile and asked, 'Teacher Qiyue, do you want some?' As you asked, you offered it to you. Your heart was so melted. Your words and actions were so heartwarming. You're a true heartwarming man."
CM: Pretty, girl-next-door, delicate, with a Jiangnan flair. In six months of classes, I've never heard her call out "teacher." She's incredibly quiet. She enjoys drawing at home and doesn't like to talk to people. Parents hope their child will learn to communicate with the outside world while nurturing her interests.
"The first flower on my first Teacher's Day was given to me by Limi. I love it. I also love hearing you call me Teacher Qiyue. Your soft voice, all your strength in painting, I can't control the colors and strength as well as you do. When I see you, I understand how to hold something in my hands for fear of it dropping, and hold it in my mouth for fear of it melting. I can't let go of you."
Hanghang: Sunny and handsome, just straight-up handsome, and with all the trendy clothes, I'd never get used to you coming to class without your girlfriend. Well, well, we're good friends every day, taking most of our classes together. Later, due to schedule constraints, we split up. After class, I'd even teach you a set of Zodiac Boxing techniques. So charming! Parents don't have any demands; the kids just love him, especially Teacher Qiyue.
"You're a man on the outside, but a softie on the inside. You stand up strong even after falling down, and even when you're crying, you're just a good kid who just wants a hug. What I love most is when you burst into the classroom with full energy and shout, 'Teacher Qiyue, I'm here.' Okay, okay, I know you're here, so I'll give you all the hugs I can."
"It's great that you guys came as promised today, Thursday, and we meet again."
Time flies as classes go by week after week, and the summit day is here in the blink of an eye.
Because of the large number of people attending the summit, we chose to hold it in a hotel in the suburbs. After spending so much time in the city, it feels so unreal to occasionally return to nature.
Due to the course arrangement, Qi Yue had to complete the final finishing work on campus before rushing to the site. Taking the subway was naturally the most economical way. Another point was that because the location was far away, taking a taxi would be a little scary.
At this time, Qi Yue was standing beside an unknown flower field with flowers of various shapes and colors. Accompanied by the breeze, smelling the fragrance of flowers and plants, bathing in the sun, and immersed in the infinite beauty brought by nature.
Sometimes, the simpler something is, the more intoxicating it is; the more insignificant something is, the more profound it is.
The ringing of the cell phone at this time was a bit of a spoiler.
"Qiyue, are you at the door? I'll come out to pick you up." The person on the other end of the phone was Teacher Huihui, who had arrived early.
"Well, I seem to be lost. There's a field of flowers next to me, and there's no one to ask for directions, and there's no store or anything."
"Just walk east from where you exit the station. You'll see a sign on the east side with the name of the hotel I told you about. Then there will be no signs for a while, but don't worry, just walk there."
"Brother Hui, you did tell me the direction, but I, your Qiyue, don't know east, west, south, or north. I still need to think about left and right for a while."
After a moment of silence, Qi Yue thought it was a signal problem.
"Teacher Huihui, is this Qiyue? Tell her to stand still and don't move. I will come to pick her up right away." Teacher Li Qiao next to Huihui said.
"Just say you have a poor sense of direction and the only routes you can remember are the ones you often take. Just wait for me to ask Li Qiao to pick you up."
"Actually, it's okay if Teacher Li doesn't come."
But before I could finish my words, the other party hung up.
Before, Li Qiao always secretly paid attention to Qi Yue, and Qi Yue always deliberately avoided him. Sometimes, silence actually said it all, but was it? Men should always be brave. After several confessions from Teacher Li Qiao, Qi decided to cut the Gordian knot and rejected Teacher Li Qiao, using the same old excuse: "You are a good person, but I don't want to be in a relationship yet."
Isn't there a saying that goes, "Brave people enjoy life first." Perhaps because he's from the north, our teacher Li Qiao is persistent and determined, known for his perseverance. In the end, he was also blocked by Qi Yue. The reason was simple: he didn't want to be polite anymore. Qi Yue is like that, polite first, then forceful. After giving her a few chances, she didn't want to bother with any more. So, when she learned that it was Teacher Li Qiao who was picking her up, she still felt a little embarrassed.
Looking at Teacher Li Qiao running over, Qi Yue felt a little uncomfortable.
"Teacher Qiyue, you've been waiting for a long time. You're a little slow in setting up the venue."
"No, no, I can't find the way myself. I'm sorry for causing trouble to everyone."
Because of what happened before, both of them are a little embarrassed now.
Li Qiao took Qiyue's suitcase while speaking. Just when Qiyue was about to refuse, Li Qiao spoke first: "How come colleagues can't even help each other out a little? If we can't be boyfriend and girlfriend, then we can't be colleagues anymore."
Li Qiao is still as humorous as ever, a gentleman and very considerate, taking care of everyone's little emotions. No matter who marries him in the future, she will definitely be a very happy person and will be spoiled like a child. Of course, he deserves everyone's love.
Qi Yue smiled comfortably: "No, it's just because of what happened before, I always feel a little embarrassed."
"What's the big deal? I like you, and it has nothing to do with you. I've worked hard for this liking. I've tried very hard (his eyes were determined, like someone about to join the Communist Party), but I can't force you to like me. After all, liking is a personal thing, but love is a matter of two people. I can choose to like you, and you can also choose not to accept it. It's okay. On the contrary, being too concerned about rejection will make the situation extremely awkward. Look, just like we are now. So, Teacher Qiyue, the best teaching supervisor in the fourth campus, can you accept the care from a colleague or, on a deeper level, an ordinary friend?"
"Of course, my dear comrade, we are the best recruiting team in the four campuses. I am honored by your concern."
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the two walked side by side, walking on this empty road, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of insects, walking forward with ease and joy.
"Teacher Qiyue, have you forgotten something?"
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