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"Speakplease"
"Don't you want to talk to me"
"Heaven, were you going to close the door just now"
"Did you know that it was me who was outside the door just now"
"Forget it I'm a little tired"
"It's still the same sentence I'm sorry!"
The heaviness and pain enveloped me, and even made my tone a little "low-key". It was not his silence that made me exhausted and disappointed, but my conscience towards myself.
I really hope he can give me a good response.
Even a single um is fine.
However, he lowered his head and couldn't hold back a word anymore, his face was flushed, and he looked thinner again, with a sense of exhaustion, without any blood color, his hair was messy like overgrown weeds, and his clothes were disheveled , worse than the first time I saw him.
Well, I think, we can't be tacit for a while.
Because I really don't know what he wants to say.
"Actually, even if you are angry with me and complain all the time, you can say it out, and I will take it all."
I said, my throat was almost drowned by my tears and I lost my voice, but he never said a word.
"I'm leaving."
After finishing this sentence, I accidentally saw the back of Grandpa through the crack of the door. He seemed to be asleep, but his voice was clearly there just now.
? was splashed with cold water from head to toe.
I finally looked at him from the corner of my eye, but I couldn't wait for him to open his mouth. I wiped away my tears, took a deep breath slowly, and planned to leave.
"Say goodnight to you in advance."
I said.
Well, still no response.
I really look forward to even a single modal particle.
So, I gritted my teeth and strode away.
I, who was always "unwilling to be reconciled", still controlled my steps artificially, in case I missed something, such as the weak moment brought by the thin monkey's voice after I left.
I was dawdling with my steps, but my steps were too heavy.
"crunch"
I quickly turned back, only to find that the door was closed.
Just like that, it closed quietly.
It might be too "mean".
It's really too painful, it's better not to say those words just now.
It was at this time that memories came pouring back like mountains and seas.
I was like crazy, running in a trance, panting heavily, accompanied by my exceptionally clear breathing, looking for the way back to Pepena.
Finally arrived at the door.
The familiar one pushed the door open and entered.
Hugged Pepe violently.
"Teacher misses you!"
"Teacher He? Why are you crying like this?"
"No, I just miss you so much!"
"I'll get you some paper!"
"Teacher He, what's the matter?"
Been blunt for a long time, I don't want the child to squeeze into this kind of thing.
I had no choice but to say something.
"homesick!"
"That's right, yes, Mr. He has been here for a while."
"Well, I want to rest, Pepe, let's go to bed early."
"OK."
"Teacher He, don't cry, I miss home too."
"I'm sorry, I made you think of something unpleasant."
"It doesn't matter."
Good night.
If only the thin monkey had said good night just now.
Never had such a bad sleep.
I'm pretty sure I fell asleep, but I always wake up feeling a bit dazed, and even wonder if I've slept at all.
In the morning, there was also no sign of the thin monkey.
Even, I think it's ridiculous to say that after a while, it can be described as the same as before.
When I was almost on the verge of "spiritual despair", I even felt that maybe I should only care about the students' tomorrow, rather than the so-called "nosy".
It just makes me feel overwhelmed, and downright miserable.
After school, today I put all my energy into the students, and tried to get rid of the things I care about. I put a lot of effort into it than usual.
When I got back to the house, my laziness turned into mud.
Looking at the slightly simpleI don't know what to do with the ceiling.
I said hello to Pepe who came back later, sorted out the lesson plans for tomorrow, and fell asleep slowly like this.
Drowsy, insane day.
Physically and mentally exhausted.
Just like that, many days passed slowly.
And halfway through, I realized that a special day that belongs to me is almost here.
On this day, here, I have only spoken to one person.
And this person is playing with me and disappearing.
That is my birthday.
I remember talking to Shouhou that time, and Shouhou's appearance seemed to be firmly remembered.
The face that I didn't like the first time, I never saw it again, so that it was about to disappear in my mind.
That day happened to be the weekend.
I want to borrow a car to go outside to buy a simple small cake.
In the morning, I seemed much more excited than this time.
There is no other reason, but this day, I don't know why it makes me a little excited.
It's not because of my birthday, but the joy brought by an intuition is gone.
"Teacher He, are you so happy today?"
"Is it obvious?"
"That's right, you seemed to be sick a few days ago!"
"Hey, today is my birthday!"
"Wow! Happy Birthday Ho Exam!"
"Thank you!"
After talking to Pepe, I borrowed a three-wheeler and went out.
After searching for a long time, it took a long time to find a cake shop.
The main reason is that there is no one to lead the way, and I don't know anything.
Just buying a cake with a cream base is enough to surprise me. Although there is no flower decoration or a variety of beautiful fruit decorations, I always feel extremely happy.
By the way, I also bought some snacks that I like to eat, and snacks for the children.
Packed full, and returned with a full load.
Returning the car, when standing at the door, I always felt that there was some movement in the room.
"Teacher He! Happy birthday!"
The familiar voice flowed into my ears, followed by more violent cheers and various blessings.
children?
"Teacher He! I brought some classmates to wish you a happy birthday!"
"Oh my God, but the cake I bought is very small!"
"We watch you eat?"
"Have you ever eaten cake?"
"Tried it, but forgot the taste!"
"Then let's do this! Eat it for you!"
"Really?"
"real!"
"I have you guys for my birthday! I'm so surprised!"
"This is already the best birthday present!"
The children flocked up, and some children prepared gifts for me, such as eggs, brought from home, and I thanked them one by one.
It can be seen that they are all salivating, but when they sat around the cake, they still had obedient faces, quietly waiting for me to distribute the cake.
Because the cake was too small, each person could only taste a little bit, and when there was almost nothing left after cutting, I subconsciously left a small portion of cream, I thought, for the thin monkey.
However, he will not come.
"Children, eat!"
I think the joy brought by the inexplicable intuition this morning came from the children.
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