I was wondering about the fact that qins didn't come tonight.
But I didn't expect to say Cao Cao.
In the twinkling of an eye, people appeared in front of me.
If it was once, I'm not sure. Now I can't restrain my emotions, but this is not what it used to be.
How urgent I wanted to see him at first, how I don't want to see him now.
"Do you have to talk to me like that now?"
Qin Si looked at me and said, "can't you speak well? You're willing to make the noise known to others?"
The light here is not very bright.
I could vaguely see his face, but I couldn't see the emotion in his eyes.
But even if you can't see clearly, you should know that there must be some disappointment or repressed anger.
This is his norm.
"Well, tell me."
My sarcastic words came to my mouth and were finally held down.
Just lean against the wall and look at him, waiting for the words behind him.
Just relaxed body, slightly tired.
It's like fatigue deposited for a long time. After knowing it, the whole body and bones are lazy and tired.
I don't even want to spend too much energy to ridicule him, nor do I want to waste too much energy on this.
"You can see my current situation. I know you hate me and blame me, but this is the account between us. Even if you want to revenge me, wait."
"You should know something about Qin's side. What he has been doing recently..."
I interrupted him, "qins."
When he spoke, when he tried to beat around the Bush, I actually knew what he came to me for.
There can be no disappointment in my heart.
I'm really disappointed.
Even if he confessed to me at this time and apologized to me falsely, I wouldn't be so angry.
What he meant by beating around the Bush was that he wanted me to put aside my gratitude and resentment with him for the time being, and then "by the way" asked, what is Qin Langjun doing recently?
It's fair. You want me to help him?
How did he think of such a thing, and how did he think I would agree.
"What's the matter?"
I interrupted so obviously that he frowned and asked me.
There was dissatisfaction in the tone.
"Qin Si." I'm still in the same tone just now, but it's heavier. I said sarcastically, "what's your qualification to say such a thing to me now?"
I spoke slowly and long. If I hadn't scruples about such a scene, I would even laugh out loud.
A long silence.
The movement in the outer corridor is much smaller.
And the voice calling me.
It should be a classmate who found me missing. Now he's looking for me.
"Listen, someone is looking for me outside. If you are found out, what benefits can you make?" I clenched my hand and stabbed my nails into the meat before I smiled gently.
"Is it good for you if I'm disgusted by your son and thrown away? You said that if someone suddenly came in and found that Professor Qin Da, who refused to be invited, would do something sneaky here. Do you think your disgraceful life is not humiliating enough?"
I didn't deliberately ridicule or have too strong emotions.
It is only described in a very ordinary tone, and the meaning of irony is very clear.
I haven't learned anything else about getting along in recent years, but I've learned a lot about the ability to observe words and colors.
I know Qin si very well. Face is more important than everything. Otherwise, I won't hide from people because of these stigmas, resign in order to clean my reputation, and even find a way at all costs.
I looked down at him and said almost what I had to say.
The cries outside never stopped.
It's just that the sound is sometimes closer and sometimes farther, with noisy footsteps. They should be looking for me aimlessly because they can't find where I am.
I'm not afraid of being found, but the disappointment in my heart is almost diffuse.
The man in front of me is different from the curse I think in my heart thousands of times.
People are still that person, but there are always changes. The once brilliance and once edges and corners on him seem to have been polished.
"Tang Zhi."
He gave me a low cry and sighed. He paused for a while before saying, "do you think I would do such a terrible thing?"
I thought about it for a while before I came to what he meant.
What he said was not that he wanted me to do what I should do. What he said was not that he wanted me to reveal what Qin Langjun had done recently, but that he was talking about the true and false gossip in the school.
The gossip that is now being spread has even been embellished into various versions.
Although it has not been completely disclosed, it has been known that small-scale dissemination will become a prairie fire sooner or later and be completely disclosed.
I know what he's worried about.
Whether it is true or false, once it is completely spread, it is true. Public opinion was very concerned about this kind of thing. If there is any accident, he will be stabbed out before his charges are cleared, even if he is completely discredited.
The teacher's ethics accumulated for most of his life will be destroyed.
"What if I believe it or not, and do you dare to touch your conscience and say that you have always maintained your due courtesy and ethics to your students?"
"What about me, Qin Si? What am I?"
I smiled and said sarcastically.
Even if I believe he didn't do it, even if I know that there is a push behind these true and false things, I still don't want to follow his heart.
He is now rare and fragile to confide in me, just for psychological comfort and peace of mind.
But I just don't want to give it to him.
I'm in the shadow of hell. Why can he stand in the hot sun?
Clearly not how clean people.
"Different!"
Qin Si was just depressed to a tone of almost no voice, but now it seems that he was suddenly stabbed into a nerve. He didn't even think about it. He simply said, "I've never done anything to that girl. It's all caused by people."
He answered quickly.
But I didn't have the heart to listen. I just followed his words, still leaned against the wall and said, "it's different. Where's the difference?"
"I'm also your student. What's the difference between me and her? Is it because I'm particularly cheap or because I have no dignity? What's the difference?"
But when he finished, he didn't get a response.
Qin Si's breath was deep and heavy. As before he was going to be angry, he was trying to adjust his breath to suppress the surging emotion.