Mr. bearded raised his hand to open the heat preservation bucket, and the fragrance of steamed buns and porridge came out in the afterglow. In this country where fast food is rampant, he found a new way to meet the great needs of human beings for food and taste buds.

In the classroom, there was a cry of surprise, and the eyes of the people sitting next to Lu Chengli would fall out.

Mr. bearded handed the bucket back to him and said, "go and send it to her."

Lu Chengli is stunned and subconsciously looks at Ling Xiaoyou.

Ling Xiaoyou glared at him again and turned his head.

Lu Chengli takes a look at Mr. bearded, and he nods to him. Lu Chengli picks up the heat preservation bucket and walks out of his seat.

Step by step, Lu Chengli went to Ling Xiaoyou, "Xiaoxiao, steamed buns and porridge are still hot. You can eat them after class for a while."

Ling Xiaoyou frowned at him. Since it was the teacher with big beard, she couldn't give it away on the spot. However, she didn't want to accept it.

Some things were cut out from the depths of her body. How could she bear him to stick them up again and grow in her heart again.

It's too risky to bet on Lu Chengli to turn over a new leaf and become a good man like Lu Tingchen.

"I..."

When she was about to speak, a sharp laugh interrupted him. Teacher bearded said quickly in English: "love is like sour fruit before it matures. It's bitter and sour. It's hard to be tasted. It's even hard to look at it. However, as long as you give it time, it will become a mellow fruit with sweet fragrance."

He stood in the middle of the two, motionless looking at Ling Xiaoyou, "anyone has the opportunity to reform, believe him, the past has turned into smoke, why not let time prove everything?"

Ling Xiao you bit her lip and wanted to argue, "anyone will be tired, painful and sad. Sometimes, the past can't be turned into smoke. Those past events will always be engraved in people's hearts. How deep the hurt is, how deep the scar is. There is no mirror that can completely recover, and there is no scar that can be completely smoothed."

The big beard teacher spread out his hand, he helplessly looked at them, "have you tried? That's what you say? "

Ling Xiaoyou is stunned.

She didn't try, and she didn't want to try again.

Lu Chengli, however, seems to have grasped the last straw, and his eyes eagerly look at Ling Xiaoyou, "little, I dare not ask you to try again with me, but I beg you, don't refuse, OK? You may not accept me, but please don't refuse my kindness to you, OK? "

He looked at her, suddenly stepped back, suddenly bowed deeply, "please, give me a chance to show."

Ling Xiaoyou is stunned.

She hasn't seen Lu Chengli for a long time. She doesn't want to see him. She doesn't dare to see him, because as long as she sees him, she thinks of the grievances and blows she suffered in those years.

Today, when I saw her, I found that the once unruly and unruly man had never known when he became resolute, and the bad smile that often hung on his face was gone.

He looked at her with the same concentration.

It seems that he has changed his face and is no longer the romantic Lu Chengli.

Ling Xiaoyou closed her eyes. She turned her head.

At this time, some students who understand Chinese in the class have finished the simultaneous translation of their conversation in English, French and Russian. There is a support sound in the class. At first, it is small, but later, it spreads and becomes bigger and bigger.

"Give it to him! Give it to him! Give it to him

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