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    When I felt that the dung matter had become a thing of the past, and I no longer had to guard against "little people", I went back with Pepe.

    When I got to the house, after learning from my cooking experience, Pepe also made a simple light meal for me as usual.

    Ben today is a day reserved for the children, and he really blames himself in his heart.

    The purpose of this teaching support seems to be changing unconsciously.

    The thing that worries me the most is of course the thin monkey.

    Today, I haven't seen him all day.

    I don't know what he is doing.

    "Teacher He, why don't I get up early tomorrow to help you see Brother Deyin!"

    Pepe is really a very sensitive and sensible child.

    I didn't refuse either, but nodded gratefully.

    Afterwards, he fell asleep as usual.

    The next day, I thought I had woken up very early.

    I want to go to see Skinny Monkey with Pepe.

    But still a bit late.

    I ate some breakfast casually, tidied up and went out.

    Sneaked quietly to the door of the thin monkey's house, but found that Pepe was not here.

    Just as I was about to do something impolite here - eavesdropping, I was tapped lightly on the shoulder.

    Immediately, he was pulled over by a tiny force.

    What flashed through my mind suddenly, I'm afraid it's that dung that doesn't want to make peace with others and barks its teeth and claws!

    But fortunately, it was Pepe.

    "Shh! Teacher He!"

    "What's wrong?"

    "Don't talk, I've been hiding behind for a long time, and Brother Deyin hasn't left his house! I came early! But I just heard some movement, but I saw you coming again! I didn't listen  !"

    "Ah, sorry."

    We both immediately became detectives, holding our breath every second.

    I'm afraid I missed a little movement, after all, this door is not soundproof!

    I'm also afraid of making something wrong, after all, this door is not soundproof!

    Until a few minutes passed, finally, we heard some movement.

    Pepe shook my shoulder excitedly.

    I didn't hold back my patience either, and gave him a high five.

    Afterwards, they quickly covered their mouths, and both of them were scared out of their wits by their own recklessness.

    It seems that we are doing something shady.

    "Teacher He! The movement just now was a bit loud!"

    "Excuse me¡­"

    "Mr. He, can you hear what happened in the room just now?"

    "Oh! I was too excited to forget"

    bad thing.

    We then squatted for a long time, but there was no more sound in the room, just like grandpa and the skinny monkey had gone to hibernation for a long time.

    After a long time, the room was still silent.

    Watching gradually students on their way to school.

    Pepe and I could only straighten up, our legs were numb, and then tiptoe, pretending nothing happened, turned the corner and walked to the path.

    Perhaps, it was a bit reluctant, but it did give me and Pepe a feeling of "more haste".

    But I still can't help but keep looking back, but every time I look back, I'm disappointed.

    This time, I arrived at the classroom a few minutes later than before, because I didn't want to step in at the door of the classroom.

    But seeing Pepe's waving, he adjusted his mentality as before and attended the class.

    After school, it was another day without the thin monkey.

    In the past, I was the one who played hide-and-seek with him, but this time it's all right.  Dramatically he played with me.

    However, every time this hide-and-seek, no matter why, is because of me.

    What I am most afraid of may be that I will not be able to purely support teaching here.

    Pepe went to play around with other students.

    I just felt empty in my heart, sat on the cold bench, flipped through the textbooks several times, thought about many recent plans for the students, and still returned to the thin monkey.

    "This is impossible!"

    I shouted loudly to myself.

    The feeling of worrying about gains and losses and thinking about the future is too uncomfortable!

    I have to take action.

    Relying on the impulse of my brain, I swaggered towards Shouhou's house.

    Sensibility has successfully squeezed out rationality.

    When he walked to the door of the thin monkey's house, he took a deep breath, and then came a tense?, started rambling hesitantly.

    Well, I'm just an indecisive woman too.

    "Do you want to go back? He will come out sooner or later. Does he have no muscle memory for working?"

    I said to myself.

    "Oh, why am I so worried!"

    "You should worry! This happened because of you!"

    "Yes! Then knock on the door!"

    "I can not!"

    "It's useless!"

    The above is my split dialogue

    I also had no choice but to be humble and cowardly, and put my ear on the door.

    But even though the ears were about to penetrate the door panel, there was no movement.

    Until I was about to go home disappointed.

    A rush of slapping sound came to my ears.

    It's like the sound of hands slapping the table. There is no rhythm, just slapping non-stop, and occasionally it is very loud for a few seconds.

    There are still some gossip, but the dialect can't understand what it means, but it brings me a feeling of sadness and excitement.

    Then, there was a coughing sound, which seemed to be sick.

    Then, there was a sound similar to applause, which was very loud.

    this?  what happened?

    It sounds like it's a matter of joy?

    Or, wouldn't it be crazy?

    Looking at the complex and changeable movement and the occasional neat frequency, my worries began to heat up.

    Looking at the door of this thin monkey's house, I finally mustered up the courage and knocked.

    One click, two clicks, three clicks.

    Will the thin monkey open the door?

    I silently counted the beats in my heart, and knocked again in fear. I have never been so flustered.

    But the one who heard the sound immediately after that was indeed silent.

    I hurriedly put my ear to the door again, only to find that it was true that there was no sound at all.

    What could be more upsetting than this kind of polite refusal?

    Anyway, it seems that I am really "not welcome".

    Then I can only "retire".

    Thin monkey, why can't you see me?

    This is the thing I feel most powerless about.

    It's almost there, you can go back.

    Anyway, no one "welcomes" me.

    I began to fall into the loneliness when I first came here again, and everything was like a big dream.

    Poorly played with a good hand, maybe this describes me.

    Just walking on the way back like this.

    Even though my body and mind are exhausted, my ears are still pricked up.

    Just dragging along like this, the purpose is just to hope to get a response by walking slowly.

    Sudden.

    I seem to hear the door opening.

    Creaking sound.

    I turned my head quickly, and saw a small gap in the door of the thin monkey's house.

    Could it be that he came out to see if the person who just knocked on the door had left, and then retracted his head anxiously?

    I trotted to the door, and I was on my way, but I still wished I could make big strides.

    Just as he was about to put his hands on the gap in the door, he was greeted by a pair of familiar hands, stretched out and ready to close the door.

    "Enough! My fault! Talk!"

    I said, this time, I really couldn't help it.

    I have had enough of this silent, scolding myself, and the torture of being owed.

    "Stop playing hide and seek! I need to see how you are! It's my fault! It's always been my fault! Let's talk!"

    My voice is full of crying, and the exhaustion of waiting.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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