Fruit sugar fragrance

  And so, I hope to once again leave a deep mark on Zhao Shuiguan's life, and at least this time, say goodbye properly. Everything that follows will be left to time. Zhao Shuiguan's hair has grown long, still slightly curly, and sticks out behind his ears, the opposite of the trendy straight hair popular among high school students these days, but comfort is what matters most to him. Xi Miao still spends her days at school and nights at bars.

  "Liu Jialun, today is Wednesday and I have to attend the meeting, so I won't be walking with you." Zhao Shuiguan sent a text message to Liu Jialun while heading towards Tan Shumeng's office. With the mock exams approaching, school tests are also increasing, every Wednesday afternoon teachers go for learning exchange, and subject representatives all need to stay behind.

  Tan Shu-mo's office was a separate entity, so each time it was Zhao Shui-guang alone who was assigned to come over.

  The sky gradually darkened, the sunset scattered on the red-lacquered office desk, a reddish glow on the girl's slightly pale face, her slightly pouting mouth, and her fluffy curly hair was painted golden by the sunlight.

  Talked about going out for a walk and came back to find a little hamster sleeping on the office desk.

  Apart from that "mischievous kiss", Tan Shu and Zhao Shui Guang's relationship was just a few chance encounters.

  When she's in class, she'll occasionally make a small mistake and get called on, but then she'll safely pass it off with the help of her surrounding classmates' winking and nudging. Her homework is written very neatly, though her handwriting isn't particularly good-looking, but it's very sincere. When she sees the teacher, she greets them very respectfully: "Hello, teacher." Even from a distance, you can still hear her chattering away. There have been several times when cars drive by on the small road next to the school and see her eating ice cream and fooling around with a few girls from her class. All of this is just typical behavior for 17- or 18-year-old high school girls.

  Zhao Shuiguang slightly moved and woke up, raised his head and saw a pair of bright black eyes, startled, quickly stood up and shouted: "Teacher Tan is good."

  Tan Shu Mo thought it was a bit funny and was solemnly scolded by a little hamster.

  He stared blankly and then raised an eyebrow, asking, "Are you done writing?"

  "Hurry up!" Zhao Shuiguan quickly sat down and continued, secretly scolding himself for having watched the video of Lulu yesterday and yet coming here to sleep today.

  "Zhao Shuiguan" She raised her head and saw a handsome face approaching her.

  Unlike the little devils who like to pretend to be cool, when it comes to talking about books and ink, everything is naturally perfect. Being deeply gazed at by such a man is not seduction, but rather a fatal attraction.

  Zhao Shuiguan didn't even dare to breathe.

  He pinched out a tissue with his slender fingers and said, "Wipe your saliva!"

  My god, she's so annoying!

  She hastily took over the paper towel and suddenly remembered who had handed her a pure white napkin when she woke up from sleep, that person is now far away in a foreign land.

  Tan Shu Mo pulled out a book from the bookshelf and sat down on the sofa. He couldn't help but notice Zhao Shui Guang's worried expression, and he found it somewhat amusing that this 17 or 18-year-old girl had such deep-seated troubles. To him, these current worries would definitely become laughable in the future. However, Tan Shu Mo also felt that this girl was somehow different - she appeared to be an ordinary girl who loved to smile and have fun in front of people, but in front of teachers, she was a well-behaved good student. She thought she had covered her tracks perfectly, but to someone like Tan Shu Mo, it was all just a joke. Yet, he couldn't help but recall the sparkling eyes behind which hid silent sorrow when "Su" got drunk.

  "Teacher, I've finished." Zhao Shuiguan sorted and stacked the papers neatly, put down his pen and looked at his watch, saying "It's already after 6 o'clock, where do you live? I'll send you home."

  When Tan Shu Mo drove the car over, he saw Zhao Shui Guang's figure standing at the entrance of the parking lot with a large backpack on his back and a red woolen hat with a big pom-pom on his head. He was standing far away with his head down. When he saw Tan Shu Mo's 530Li, he stood up straight, opened the front door and got in, saying "Thank you, Teacher Tan."

  Actually, Zhao Shui Guang is a very spiritual child, who looks careless on the surface but is actually very steady. Originally, she was supposed to wait for him at the teaching building, but instead, she walked with him all the way to the parking lot, and when choosing seats, she politely sat in the front row and fastened her seatbelt neatly.

  Actually, he didn't know that Zhao Shuiguan was a typical two-faced person. At home, Old Comrade Zhao would say: "Daughter, come sit with Daddy in the front." But Zhao Shuiguan would always stay in the back and say: "No way, it's too hard, I need to wear my seatbelt."

  Zhao Shuiguang was actually very bored sitting in the front row, looking at the blue and white logo on the steering wheel, he saw Tan Shui's long fingers with prominent wrist bones, his line of sight moved up, and he couldn't help but think that this man was unreasonably good-looking.

  It's strange to say, but everyone knows that the English teacher who was transferred here is extremely handsome. Every time their class has an English lesson, the probability of girls passing by the window increases greatly. Everyone has a crush, but it's all just hidden in their hearts and fantasized about. No one dares to have a crush on him in front of Tan Shu Mu.

  Zhao Shuiguang felt a bit restless, and there was only so much to talk about on the way. She wasn't used to being silent in one-on-one situations either, so she asked: "Teacher Tan, which school did you graduate from?"

  "Talking about books and ink: Britain."

  "Is Britain really going to have a 9/4ths moon platform!"

  Tan Shu Mo was driving, turned his head and glanced at the curious face of the little girl and said "yes", but he wasn't bored enough to go investigate in person.

  "Has she been to Holmes' home?"

  He said: "Been there."

  "What about Agatha Christie's house?"

  He said: "No"

  "What about Mark Twain?"

  He said: "That's in America"

  Zhao Shuiguang was sweating profusely and kept his mouth shut, while Tan Shumei raised the corner of her mouth. This girl wasn't usually so chatty, but she was still trying to think of something to say, pretending to be clever and lively.

  Zhao Shuiguan's heart was aching, he touched his big backpack, took out a small iron box, shook it with a "rattle", and talked about the ink slanting his eyes to see that it was actually a sugar canister, on which there were two cartoon cows.

  Zhao Shuiguang poured out a large pile of sugar and just as the traffic light in front turned red, she reached out to ask Tan Shumeng: "Teacher Tan, want some sugar?"

  Tan Shu Mo stepped on the brakes and lowered his head. A small white hand was holding a handful of colorful candy beads.

  Zhao Shuiguang added: "Not sweet, all fruit flavors." Laughing with dimples flashing.

  Ben doesn't like taking food from others, it's not hygienic, and that's just his personality. But today, for some reason, he picked up a yellow one and threw it into his mouth while driving, the sweet and sour lemon flavor spread across his tongue, indeed, what sugar isn't sweet? He knew that long ago.

  After a while, Zhao Shuiguan's home arrived, she hugged her big backpack and jumped off the car, saying: "Thank you Teacher Tan, goodbye Teacher Tan."

  The book and ink are upside down in a distant carriage, with a cart full of fragrant fruit candies.

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