Global Movie Emperor

"Teacher Zhang, what's happened to you recently... I feel like you're depressed. Is something wrong?"

The female teacher next door couldn't help but interject again. The reason was that she had recently seen her lying on her desk in silence after returning to the office after class. When others talked to her, she didn't talk as much as before. This made the woman The teacher had some bad premonitions, and the news about married men cheating young girls in the past gradually came to mind.

"It's nothing, I'm fine..."

She buried her head in her arms, not forgetting to use a cow-striped pillow as a pillow, and answered in a muffled voice. This state made the female teacher even more worried. She walked over and reached out to touch her forehead.

She felt a little hot, but she wasn't sure whether it was because her hands were cold or because she had been covering her hands in her arms for too long. In short, the female teacher clicked her tongue worriedly, and gently hid her with a kind of care similar to that of a mother. Good head hold up.

"Come, let me take a look."

A very soft body part was close to her forehead, and the sound of breathing she heard proved that it was the female teacher's cheek. Later, she learned the reason why she was weak and weak today.

"You have a fever."

"Really? No wonder I feel a little bad today."

She didn't want to talk two days ago, but she didn't have the energy to talk today. She originally wanted to go back to the dormitory to take her temperature during lunch break, but unexpectedly she was discovered just as she was about to take a break.

"Are you coughing? Is your nose runny?"

"nothing."

Okay, wait a moment, I'll go to the health room to get you some medicine.

"Hey, Sister Zhang."

"What's wrong? Or are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere else?"

"never mind……"

She wanted to call the female teacher, but for some reason, she suddenly stopped. Her hands were raised violently, but then she quietly put them down. She buried her head in her arms again and listened to Sister Zhang pouring hot water on her. tableside.

After a while, Sister Zhang came back, bringing a thermometer and medicine. She was as obedient as a deer, opening her arms, waiting for Sister Zhang's hand to reach into the sweater and stay under her armpit. She had an itch and she inadvertently felt it after being touched. He shivered when his warm armpit touched the cold thermometer again.

"Clamp it, um, the water temperature is just right. Take the medicine quickly. It's been very windy these two days and it's so easy to catch a cold. I'll help you bring your clothes over later. Wear them more tightly when you go in. Even if you're hot and sweaty, you won't be able to catch a cold. Don’t take off your clothes.”

After all, Sister Zhang was a little older and couldn't bear the cold. Young people were still wearing jackets, so she put on her cotton coat early. It was still warm in the office, so she took off her clothes and gently covered the little deer. On the body.

The medicine that Sister Zhang brought was not sugar-coated, and the particles were very large. She also had a small throat, so she had to bite the medicine in half and take it, which made it taste even more bitter. She held the cup of water, frowned, and looked up. He shook his head, swallowed the medicine with a gulp, sighed, and said thank you as if he was going silk.

"Can you tell Sister Zhang what's wrong with you?"

A cold is one thing, and being depressed is another. The two are related and do not conflict. Sister Zhang can feel that her loss is not caused by the cold.

"nothing……"

"Did he bully you?"

This time, Sister Zhang decided to get to the bottom of it. Out of kindness and care for this little colleague who was only a few years older than her own child, she wanted to know the inside story and whether it was what she thought, even though her thoughts were really negative. , but if it is true, Teacher Xiao Zhang must not be allowed to suffer the loss of being dumb.

"No la."

"Just talk to Sister Zhang. When it comes to relationships, you still have to seek advice from someone who has experienced it. Talk to Sister. After all, she is someone who has experienced it. Maybe she can give you some inspiration. What do you think?"

After listening to Sister Zhang's words, she showed some hesitation, slowly sat up straight, held the water glass placed in a fixed position with both hands, and took a sip quietly.

"He didn't bully me... He was always very nice to me, he just... didn't feel anything for me."

"Has he kissed you before? Has he hugged you?"

Seeing her shaking her head, Sister Zhang knew the result. If she had kissed, hugged, or even slept with her, and the man said he had no feelings for her, he would have met a real scumbag, but he didn't do anything, everything If it stops at etiquette, then the problem naturally lies with her, and it is just wishful thinking after all.

"He is very good. He really doesn't mind that I can't see him. He doesn't play tricks on me like others do. I can feel it, so I like him very much. It's not just because he knows a lot."

Sister Zhang was thinking about what to say next, but she suddenly revealed her opinion of the man to Sister Zhang. Sister Zhang looked at her eyes specifically. There were no tears, which meant that she was not wronged and had no complaints against the man. .

"When he rejected me, he kept saying that he couldn't take care of me, so I was very sad, but I was very grateful to him because he didn't reject me because he disliked me. In this way... even if we can't be together, I'm still happy. Yeah, he treats me as a normal person, Sister Zhang, it’s been a long time since anyone has treated me as an ordinary person..."

"This...he's pretty good."

I don't know why, or maybe it was just a matter of course, but Sister Zhang praised Lu Ze. Even though she had never met him, from her description, Sister Zhang roughly painted an image of a gentle man in her mind.

Maybe he was fat, or ugly, or even physically disabled like the people in this school. Otherwise, she really didn't know what kind of person he was, who would do all kinds of things to a blind girl. understanding and affirmation.

Because Sister Zhang has never met such a warm person in her entire life.

"Well! He is really nice, but he always lies to me and gives me juice but keeps telling me it is water. Because of this, I feel that every time I drink it, it will be very sweet, as if I am waiting for My surprise, or warmth, I believed everything he said, but I only didn't believe that he would like me. I had expected this a long time ago. After all, no one would like someone who can't take care of themselves. Man, there's nothing I can do about it, what should I do if I just like him?"

"Xiaozhang..."

Sister Zhang looked at her exposed prosthetic leg. Even though Teacher Xiao Zhang couldn't see it, she couldn't adapt and covered the trousers again. She understood this feeling because such a thing had happened to her before.

"So I planned to express my thoughts silently, but I didn't expect that he could read Braille. Even if he rejected me outright, it would put an end to my worries. I can still teach as before, which is pretty good."

"It's too much for you to think that way..."

"But I don't want this either. Who doesn't want to live independently? I also want to see what the outside world is like like other girls! I also want to get to know him normally..."

The explosion at a certain point surprised Sister Zhang, but it was reasonable. She is a weak girl, but it does not mean that she will not squeeze the desire for color in her heart, just like herself when she was young. Longing to run wildly on the endless wheat fields.

"I'm sorry, Sister Zhang..."

"It's okay. Just have a good sleep. I'll get you some clothes."

After comforting her again, she lay on the table and prepared to go to sleep. Sister Zhang changed into the thin coat she wore every day in class, hurried downstairs, passed by the dormitory building, walked towards the school gate, and walked straight towards the beer house, but unexpectedly, The store door has been firmly locked.

"Where can one go in broad daylight?"

She looked carefully at the rolling shutter door. There was no contact number or whereabouts notice left on it. She could only stand at the door and asked in confusion.

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