There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

The horizontal line was faint, like a barrier, completely blocking the sight of Lu Zhiqiao's prying eyes. Her heart tightened, her mind was empty for two seconds, and she realized a serious matter.

Was blacked out?

She was a little panicked, double-clicked the upper left corner with her fingertips to exit, poked into the dialog box that had been commented out as "Yanyan", and sent a "cute" emoticon.

At that moment, my heart hung in my throat.

The expected red dot did not appear, and the message was sent out safely. Lu Zhiqiao let out a sigh of relief, his whole body collapsed, and his body leaned back against the back of the chair.

Fortunately, it was just blocked.

Wen Zilong, who was sitting opposite, raised his head. The red tide in his eyes had already subsided. He didn't notice Lu Zhiqiao's abnormality. He ate a few mouthfuls of food, drank the remaining wine in his glass, filled it again, and drank it all in one go.

"You drink less."

Lu Zhiqiao Yu Guang paid attention to WeChat and did not receive a reply. He was a little grateful when he was disappointed, and locked the screen. When he looked up and saw Wen Zilong drinking alcohol, he couldn't help reminding him.

Wen Zilong didn't speak, and took a few more cups. Lu Zhiqiao stretched out his hand to grab the bottle. He took it first, put it aside, raised his hands and surrendered: "Well, I won't drink it anymore."

There was finally a smile on his face.

"I thought for a while, Minhee said that this might not be convenient, but I..."

"Don't mention sad things, and I don't want to gossip about your sex." Lu Zhiqiao looked at him helplessly, Wen Tun persuaded.

Although she was quite curious about the past of Gu Shuning and her "sister", it was obvious that this was a wound on Wen Zilong's heart. To satisfy her curiosity, she could expose her friend's scars. She couldn't do this kind of thing.

Wen Zilong shook his head, with guilt in his eyes: "I have concealed too much from you before. After all, I have known each other for several years... and I don't vomit or feel good." After that, he added: "Don't worry, I fine."

"......good."

Lu Zhiqiao slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Under the windows facing the street, the crowd is bustling, and there are tall buildings outside, full of the atmosphere of quick gatherings. At this moment, the private box is quiet and quiet, with wine, food, and stories...

Wen Zilong was born in a poor small mountain village, where the traffic is not developed, the information is blocked, and the people are very traditional.

There are three children in the family, he is the youngest, and there are two older sisters, the eldest sister Wen Ziyan, and the second sister Wen Ziyu. Parents have a typical patriarchal mindset. Raising a daughter only hopes that they can go out to work early to earn money, subsidize the family, and provide for the younger brother to study. Then they get married at a similar age, and give a gift to their younger brother to marry a daughter-in-law.

As the younger brother held in the palm of the hand by the whole family, Wen Zilong did not realize that his sisters were the victims at first, and he had a good relationship with the two sisters. The eggs his parents saved for him, he secretly gave to his sisters to eat; his parents let his sister do the work, he also clamored to help; his parents scolded his sister as losing money, and he cursed back unceremoniously.

The two sisters were also very kind to him.

The eldest sister dropped out of junior high school and went to work in a big city. Because of her low diploma and no technical expertise, she could only go to the factory assembly line to do simple and repetitive tasks. The monthly salary was a few hundred yuan. You can send two-thirds of it to your home if you save money for a month.

It takes five years to work.

Five years later, the second sister Wen Ziyu graduated from junior high school and followed in the footsteps of the older sister to the factory, doing the same simple tasks. She is completely different from the honest elder sister. She is outgoing and outgoing. She has a lot of ghost ideas and has a lively mind. She is still restless. After working in the factory for two or three months, she feels that her salary is too low, and most of them have to be sent home. It was not enough, so the idea of ​​finding another way came up.

Although she is not well-educated, she likes to read books. She reads all kinds of messy books. People in the city also want to learn new things, but she needs money for everything. How to do it? She found a job that came quickly: liquor sales|sales.

At first, she only promoted wines in ktv and Xiaoye|stores, selling and laughing, because she has a good look, cheerful and sweet mouth, and she has always performed well. Send back part of the money earned, and the rest will not only provide her with food and clothing, but also meet her needs for learning new things. Gradually, her appetite began to grow, and she wanted to make more money.

Later, she entered "Jiangnan Bay"-the largest night club at the time, and the people who entered and exited were all government officials and business leaders.

Wen Ziyu only pushed wine at first. Later, her parents kept asking her sisters for money. The eldest sister's salary was meager and her health was not very good. She was worried that her sister was under pressure, so she sent most of her savings home. , At the same time, my heart's desire for money has become stronger.

In the end, she stepped into the abyss.

In a few years, she has become a famous socialite in the "Jiangnan Bay", and the people around her are all high-powered. Shutting between these people, she has also learned a lot of political | important information | secrets, and some shameful activities.

The world was darker than she thought.

At the age of twenty-eight, she met Gu Shuning.

"My eldest sister fell ill and passed away when she was 20 years old. She became ill from overwork. She knew what my second sister was doing at that time, and she persuaded many times, but the second sister refused to listen, because the family is a bottomless pit, and she wants us Live a good life..." When Wen Zilong said this, a self-deprecating look appeared in his eyes. He is a bottomless pit, unconsciously sucking the blood of his sisters.

"Later, my second sister met Mr. Gu, who started a business in Jiangcheng alone at the time."

Gu Shuning's mother, Gu Lan, was once the top brand in Jiangnanwan. She only served a few officials. The forces behind it were complicated and complicated. There were many people who liked her, and many people wanted to get rid of her.

Very early, Gu Lan spent the night with a foreign guest, and unexpectedly got Gu Shuning.

She has a beautiful mixed-race face.

Gu Shuning looked down on his mother since he was a child, and vowed to do something on his own ability. However, at that time, he was young and many did not understand. It was still with the help of his mother's contacts that he was able to gain a foothold in Jiangcheng and develop steadily.

At the beginning of the company’s establishment, there were only five people, and most of the tasks were done by Gu Shuning himself. Internally, he had to plan for accounting training, and externally, he had to negotiate loans to run the market, which was very hard.

But she survived. By the year she met Wen Ziyu, the company was already small.

They met in "Jiangnan Bay".

"My second sister never knew that she liked women. All she always wanted was to get away after saving a lot of money and find a man to marry, but after meeting Mr. Gu..."

Wen Ziyu fell in love with Gu Shuning.

Gu Shuning disliked Wen Ziyu's dirty.

The social flower that shuttles in the mud makes men fall for it and women fall for it. Wen Ziyu's rich contacts have helped Gu Shuning a lot, and since the two met, she seldom went to the "Jiangnan Bay" again, unconsciously, her affection deepened.

Gu Shuning didn't know when she fell in love with Wen Ziyu, but she was insecure, and no one believed it. At this time, the mother whom she looked down upon had been dead for many years, leaving her with a huge inheritance. She began to reinterpret her mother's life, and tried to understand and accept Wen Ziyu.

It is difficult for her to cross the hurdles in her heart, feeling Wen Ziyu is dirty, but she has to admit that she loves that woman.

She emphasized over and over again: You are dirty.

If you fall in love with someone, you will be desperate. Wen Ziyu eagerly wants to get rid of the abyss behind him, confessing everything he knows to her, but he doesn't know that the people in the abyss have already focused on Gu Shuning.

In order to protect her lover, Wen Ziyu shakes out all the secrets alone, causing a huge "wave".

The sharp blade rested on her neck.

Just when Gu Shuning finally crossed that hurdle and was about to accept her completely, the long-hanging sharp blade fell and silently took Wen Ziyu away.

"At that time they were going to get married. They had a small wedding by themselves. The wedding dresses were all ready. One week before the wedding, my second sister disappeared. Two days before the wedding, she came back in embarrassment and gave Mr. Gu a ring. I asked her to wait for her, but I didn't expect that she would never come back after this time..."

Wen Zilong's voice became lower and lower, and his eye circles were getting red.

"Do you know how my second elder sister died? She was chopped into pieces by those beasts with a knife..." He didn't say any more.

A ray of sunlight came in, and tiny dust was floating in the air.

Lu Zhiqiao sat blankly, took a breath, raised his hand to cover his mouth.

The pictures on the Lingtai flashed in my mind, those eyes that looked exactly like Qi Yan, the same long and narrow, the same half-bodied, and the same seductive and glamorous. And she, retreating step by step, looked very much like Gu Shuning-she obviously cared, but she used words to hurt each other time and time again.

But they are different.

She had walked towards Qi Yan slowly, just one step short of being trapped, and at this moment, Qi Yan turned and left. She is lucky, she doesn't have to be separated from each other's yin and yang, and she still has a chance to recover. Qi Yan is also lucky to be surrounded by deep love and grow up without being dragged down by her family.

Gu Shuning had no chance to recover, so she spent the rest of her life in regret and nostalgia. She also loved it deeply, otherwise fifteen years would be enough to forget a person.

In the end, she followed.

In fifteen years, Gu Shuning tried to come out. She helped many girls who couldn't study, paid to build roads in Wen Ziyu's hometown, took care of Wen Ziyu's younger brother, and also took care of the company. She didn't forget the past while she was busy, but her heart disease became more and more serious. One day later, she suddenly collapsed and became addicted to alcohol.

She repented with her life. From another perspective, she was finally able to stay with her lover and return her soul to perfection.

Lu Zhiqiao covered her mouth, her eyelids drooping, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt scared, but what shocked her even more was that Wen Zilong, who had always been very friendly to women, was born in a "helping brother demon family."

My sister is dead, and my sister's girlfriend has to take care of him. In the end, he is the only one who survives and enjoys everything that the sisters have struggled for.

Thinking about it this way, Lu Zhiqiao wished that he could break off friendship on the spot, but based on the contact and understanding over the past few years, she felt that she could not be reckless, there must be more complicated reasons in it.

"Are you guilty?" she asked.

Wen Zilong nodded gently.

In the past, he was favored without being conscious, but after experiencing loss, he has no chance to make up for it. On the emotional level, Lu Zhiqiao has the same problems as him. He is family love, and she is love.

"Then have you come out?" she continued to ask.

Wen Zilong poured the wine, took a sip, and whispered: "I walked out, but I will not forget that I am alive and want to do something."

At that time, he was still studying at school, and his monthly living expenses were tens of thousands. The cost of food and clothing was the best. He had a house and a car before he left the society. Everything was given to him by his sister. He didn't know what his sister's job was. He was prevaricated after asking many times. Later, when he learned the truth in an unexpected situation, he was hit hard, but he was not ashamed of his sister's work, but ashamed of himself.

He, an adult man with hands and feet, has unconsciously sucked the blood of two sisters for nearly two decades, thinking that the world is like this.

Soon after the death of my sister, his parents died one after another. He was the only one left in the world, and he was boring. He thought about suicide and put it into action, but he didn't succeed. He and Gu Shuning shared the pain and helped each other, and they just supported each other and walked over.

Now, Gu Shuning could not hold on any longer, so he continued to move forward.

Lu Zhiqiao stared at him silently, a bit of bitterness suddenly felt in his heart.

This person is keen on doing charity and only helps girls. He usually speaks and behaves gently and politely. He rarely has a temper. Especially for women, he is in a state of infinite tolerance but maintaining a polite distance. He even dislikes his gender a bit.

Before knowing the truth, Lu Zhiqiao felt that he should be the perfect boyfriend in the eyes of a straight woman, but at this moment, she realized that this was just a sequelae of a trauma that turned into a sickness.

He treats every woman he meets as a sister, understands them and respects them from the bottom of his heart, but never wants to develop an intimacy with them beyond the scope of friendship.

Human feelings are so complicated, but it is precisely because of complexity that can create a splendid civilization and build a diverse society.

A cloud of steamed buns drifted slowly over, blocking the sun. The sky outside the window was overcast for a short time. After a while, the cloud slowly drifted away, and the sun showed his face again, the light and heat remained the same.

Lu Zhiqiao narrowed his eyes slightly, took the wine bottle and filled himself with a glass, smiled and toasted: "Late celebration."

Wen Zilong laughed too, and touched her with a toast.

"I want to know... how did you come out." She took a sip of her drink and put down the glass.

Wen Zilong lowered his head, meditated for a moment and said: "Find the source of the crux in my heart, face it, and accept it."

"The root cause of my crux is the debt and guilt to my sister. I told myself that this cannot be avoided and will accompany me for life, so I accept it calmly. If she is still alive, she definitely does not want me to be depressed, decadent and self-castrated, so I live a good life, take care of my body, do more good deeds, and guard their property. Letting go does not mean forgetting."

Lu Zhiqiao's heart trembled slightly, and his slender eyelashes trembled. She seemed to be walking in a dark cave. She hadn't seen the sky for a long time and could only fumble forward. Now, a little light suddenly appeared in front of her, dimly faint.

Putting down does not mean forgetting?

"The personality of a person is closely related to the growth environment. If a person has been traumatized before, he cannot love others until he is healed. I am just letting go, but I have not been completely healed. For me, this is unnecessary. , I don't want to love others. I just want to live, take care, do good, and protect as I said just now." Wen Zilong finished ordering food, and a gentle smile appeared in his eyes again.

He can only be one person in his life.

Lu Zhiqiao faintly felt that he understood something, and subconsciously tapped the phone with his fingertips, and watched the screen light up, the person's brilliant smile came into her eyes, like the sun shining in from the window at the moment, warm and bright.

People love themselves first, then love others.

Did she love herself?

From a very young age, she was used to concealing her true emotions and needs, because she knew that she would be scolded and criticized for being ignorant.

At first, she wanted to do something to prove that she could do it, so she studied hard, and her grades have always been among the best, but it was useless, she would not be scolded, but she would not be taken seriously, as if she was like this for granted. Gradually she began to feel that she was not worthy of being loved.

She is in an environment that prevents her from loving herself.

After a sudden change, she became the only support for a little girl under one year old. While feeling guilty because of the accident, she was panicked because she suddenly became important. She thinks that love is just like she has seen since childhood, giving food and drinking, and satisfying the conditions of material life.

She didn't know how to love herself, nor how to love her daughter, let alone other people.

Therefore, the inability to balance family affection and love, and the inability to balance the weight of her daughter and Qi Yan in her heart is the root cause, but there are also cruxes to the root cause. The root cause of the crux is her past, which is herself.

It turned out that Qi Yan meant this.

"I look a lot like you..." Lu Zhiqiao sighed.

Thinking Wen Zilong would be curious, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I can see it a long time ago."

"Um?"

"It feels like you are depressing yourself. In the vernacular it is ‘there is a story’. And you take Niuniu too importantly, and the desire to control is a bit strong."

Lu Zhiqiao stared at him dumbfounded, and didn't know how to refute it for a while, because she couldn't refute it because the person said she was thinking about it.

She frowned and said, "I can't help but value it. That's my daughter, she—" She choked before she finished speaking. Her daughter said two words, feeling inexplicable, and then thinking of the sudden accident.

Is it because of love or guilt to value your daughter?

Wen Zilong just laughed, did not speak.

After dinner in the evening, Lu Zhiqiao took his daughter downstairs for an unprecedented walk.

Recently, the temperature has become higher and the warm wind is blowing in the air, and it is the season for wearing skirts. At this time last year, Lu Zhiqiao was still worried about his daughter's ability to adapt to junior high school life quickly. In the blink of an eye, a year has passed, and time has gone very fast.

The experience of this year is so rich that it almost catches up with the sum of her past ten years. Every day, her heart is in an earthquake, shattering the previously built cage little by little, leaving scattered debris.

Now she can only clean the ruins by herself.

The night was dark, the porcelain-white full moon hung on the sky, and a ray of silver light was scattered, the shadows of the mother and daughter were drawn very long by the street lamps, and the lush green flowers and plants heard the sound of insects, and the surroundings were quiet and peaceful.

"Little girl, which high school do you want to take in the future?" Lu Zhiqiao asked his daughter, walking around the sports equipment, there was noisy over there.

Lu Wei was thinking of the cake made by Qi Yan in his heart. He suddenly returned to his senses and paused: "It's still early, I'll talk about it later."

"It's getting late, and the second day of school starts in September."

In the second grade, Lu Zhiqiao is about to start learning physics. Lu Zhiqiao is worried that his daughter will be struggling to learn mathematics, which will affect the physics, which is also a science subject, and even the chemistry that he needs to learn in the third grade. These two subjects are the main courses in high school, and even liberal arts students have to take the exam, which is indispensable.

Lu Wei lowered his head for a moment and said, "It depends on the results of the high school entrance examination. You can go wherever you can."

"Mom wants you to go to the high school of the attached high school."

"That also depends on the results~"

"You set this as your goal first. The number line in high school is very high. You have to work hard in the past two years." Lu Zhiqiao patted his daughter's hand, speaking earnestly.

"Then you can study literature and science in high school, but the admission line for liberal arts is generally high, and it is not easy to get high scores... Alas, fortunately, we are locals. There are many universities in Jiangcheng to choose from. Do not go too far to test the schools in the city, you know?"

"Choose the majors at will, try not to choose too unpopular. When you work, you can come to my mother's company for an internship..."

She babbled a lot, spreading out a blueprint for the future in her mind.

It is the future of my daughter.

Lu Wei pursed his lips as he listened, and couldn't help but interrupt: "Mom, you are thinking too far. I'm only in the first year of junior high school, and I can't be in charge of the future? You always do that, what? I want to listen to you."

Lu Zhiqiao frowned, and his first reaction was a little angry: "Mom loves you and cares about you, how can you talk like this?"

"Then you also plan for yourself, what do you want to do in the future?" The little girl was not convinced, and did not dare to talk back, so she could only mumble aggrievedly.

What the daughter said is like a mint in her mouth when she is sleepy, awakening her sleeping nerves, and like lightning across the sky in a rainy night, briefly illuminating her dark world.

Lu Zhiqiao stopped and froze.

after?

She has never planned for herself "the future". If she wants to say it, it's nothing more than work. And her rank has basically risen to the top, and she is just a senior worker. With her risk-bearing ability, it is absolutely impossible to give up everything and start a business, so the road to work can basically be seen.

Seeing her stop thinking, Lu Wei winked his eyes, remembering the methods Qi Yan taught her to coax people, and tried to retreat: "Mom~ You also have to think about yourself, such as what you like to eat and play. What, where do you want to go, what goal do you want to accomplish, right? You love me, and you have to love yourself~"

The street lamp shone on the little girl's face, her delicate and white face was shiny, her black eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Seems useful!

Teacher Qi is right, mother just eats soft but not hard. She learned it, roar~

Lu Zhiqiao looked at his daughter's face, and a thin layer of mist formed in his eyes.

......

Going upstairs and going home, Lu Wei got into the room in a good mood, took out her ugly brick elderly machine, and texted Yan Shuyao:

[Sister Yaoyao, I will teach you how to coax your mother, it should be the same...]

Crackling typing.

After sending it out, she put her phone aside and started to do her homework.

Lu Zhiqiao was sitting on the sofa folding clothes, his heart was messed up, and he didn't pay attention. A long-sleeved dress in her hand was folded sideways. She quickly opened it and folded it again like an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Thinking of Qi Yan inadvertently, his hands suddenly froze, and memories flooded fiercely.

Remember that Qi Yan used to fold the long-sleeved clothes horizontally, fold the two sleeves inward, and then fold them up and down into a rectangle, and then fold them into a square. And she used to like to fold it sideways, fold the sides of the dress in half, fold the sleeves diagonally, and then fold it up and down.

For the past two months, Qi Yan helped to fold the clothes at home.

She reads too much when she takes it out and wears it, and unknowingly follows the man's method, folds it sideways, and it becomes natural for her to get used to it.

On the day of parting, the brain's reaction seemed to be delayed, and I didn't feel much sad. But after seeing a place, something, all the memories suddenly surged, and my emotions collapsed.

Looking at the clothes in her hand, Lu Zhiqiao's eyes were a little sour, and her nose was sour. She took a deep breath, took the clothes off, and folded them again.

It was fine the next day.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Zhiqiao left the company and drove to the middle school attached to Jiang Da to pick up his daughter from school.

Before picking up children, she, like many parents at the school gate, only waited outside and never went in. Later, because of someone, this school had an indescribable attraction to her. She went in every time, to the teaching building, to the door of the class.

Same this time.

Diagonally across from Class Two is the teacher's office. If she is lucky, she stands in the corridor and takes a look in the air, maybe she can see Qi Yan.

The time was just right, Lu Zhiqiao climbed up to the fourth floor, and the school bell rang, and the whole teaching building suddenly became lively. She saw a male teacher coming out from the front door of Class Two. There was a sound of rubbing desks and chairs in the classroom. Then the back door was opened, and several boys ran out with their schoolbags on their backs.

Her hair is slightly curled, wearing a navy blue short-sleeved top, matching light earth-colored high-waisted wide-leg pants, a pair of pointed stilettos under her feet, and a handbag in her hand. She looks quite capable and feminine. temperament.

Standing there, obviously not a student.

It's not like a teacher.

The students looked at her curiously, and several of them recognized her. They had seen her during the New Year's Day performance.

"Mom?" Lu Wei came out from the front door carrying his schoolbag. He saw his beautiful mother at a glance, and walked quickly over, "Why are you here?"

"Hello Auntie."

Wang Zheyi followed behind.

Lu Zhiqiao smiled stiffly for a few seconds, nodded at him, reached out and patted his daughter on the shoulder: "Let's go, go home."

"Hmm, okay." The little girl nodded, looked sideways, and said to Wang Zheyi ruthlessly: "Go home by yourself, I'll go with my mother."

"See you tomorrow."

Wang Zheyi calmly turned and left.

"..."

Lu Zhiqiao looked at the boy's back, raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes drifted across the floor inadvertently, reached out his hand to embrace his daughter's shoulder, and walked there subconsciously.

"Mom, you can go down here too, don't go too far." Lu Wei looked at her unclearly, and pointed to the stairs next to the classroom.

Lu Zhiqiao stared at the door of the teacher's office, humming perfunctorily, but his footsteps stopped and didn't stop, on the contrary, he was getting faster and faster. As he got closer to the office, Lu Wei looked at his mother and then at the front, suddenly he understood everything.

Hey, I wanted to find Teacher Qi!

During school hours, the floor here is very quiet, only the ones who come in and out of the office. The teacher who finished the class went in, and the teacher who was off work came out. Lu Zhiqiao suddenly slowed down and rubbed his eyes, staring at the door.

I don't know if Qi Yan is there or not, whether she can see it is entirely by luck, if she is not there, she will not go in and look for it.

The heart hung in his throat, pounding.

Soon, he was about to walk to the door. Lu Zhiqiao was a little discouraged and clasped his daughter's shoulders. At this moment, a tall figure came out from inside, and the two met face to face.

Qi Yan was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"No."

Lu Zhiqiao pursed his lips, and said in a very small voice, "I want to see you."

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