I'll be waiting for you, two years from now

  Later on, there were many materials to prove that Zhao Shuiguan simply didn't live in school anymore. The bed in the dormitory was still left, and she said: When I leave, I will come back to sleep for one night.

  In school, I also started skipping class. In college, helping to take attendance was a big scene. Peng Xiaoxiao was in charge of helping Zhao Shuiguan take attendance, and the names were quite different, but it was okay.

  The teacher called "Peng Xiaoxiao", Peng Xiaoxiao said: "Here"

  Zhao Shuiguang's name was at the back, Peng Xiaoxiao finished her own, scattered the tied hair, took off the jacket, and moved to a new seat.

  The teacher called: "Zhao Shuiguan". Peng Xiaoxiao raised his hand: "Present".

  That's how it ended up.

  It's also helpless to encounter a teacher who is as strict as fire, and there is one such person this year, an old lady who teaches statistics, one of the school's "four great name catchers". Every class must take roll call, four classes have to randomly select two classes for roll call. If you are late three times or more, you won't be allowed to take the exam.

  Are those who study statistics all so good at memorizing?

  At each name, the teacher looked up and said sternly: "Zhang Tao, Zhang Tao, is that you? If someone else answered for you, both of you will be penalized."

  Boys are more resourceful, and hand-in-hand mutual assistance groups have been established between classes. For example, Ma Ming from Class 1 of International Trade, Huang Zhe from Class 2 of International Trade, Lin Xiaofeng from Class 3 of International Trade, and Chen Hao from Class 4 of International Trade form a group.

  Teacher pointed at "Ma Ming" Huang Zhe Shang, and then pointed at "Huang Zhe", and also Lin Xiaofeng. What a clever international trade person!

  Unfortunately, the female students of Guo Mao didn't have the guts, so Zhao Shuiguan attended every class of this little old lady.

  This week's statistics class had just started when Yang Yang suddenly panicked and secretly told Zhao Shui Guang, "I'm done for, I left my phone in the self-study classroom."

  These days, leaving things in a self-study room is equivalent to directly throwing them away, they will definitely not come back.

  Yang Yang lost two mobile phones in one year, it's not that she wanted to change them, but there was no other way!

  Zhao Shuiguang saw the little old lady in front of him pulling out a sample survey, and he was about to faint. When Yang Yang made such a fuss, he said: "Hurry up and find it!"

  Yang Yang whispered: "I don't dare."

  Zhao Shuiguang looked at her with a resentful expression, and he himself was also annoyed by recent events, saying: "I'll accompany you, let's slip out from the back door."

  Xu Ying also leaned in and whispered: "Later on, when the old lady is writing on the blackboard, you guys make a run for it."

  Zhao Shuiguang and Yang Yang shifted to the side of the bench, the old lady turned around, Xu Ying whispered a sentence: "Run."

  Zhao Shuiguang's heart was excited, and he, along with Xu Ying, rushed out like running a 50-meter dash, crouching down.

  Standing outside the teaching building, the two of them looked at each other and burst out laughing.

  Zhao Shuiguang's sacrifice was worth it, as Yang Yang found the phone. However, the two still had to return to the classroom, as the old lady would be taking roll call after class.

  Two people at the door shrank back, seeing the little old lady turn her head to write on the blackboard, and quickly sat back in their seats with a stride!

  Her buttocks hadn't even warmed the seat, when the old lady "pa" threw down her wooden ruler and loudly said: "Look at you all, what kind of class is this? Those boys have their legs propped up on the table!"

  A pair of stern eyes glanced in Zhao Shuiguan's direction: "Wasn't someone running out halfway through class just now? Stand up, don't think I didn't see it."

  Yang Yang looked at Zhao Shuiguan, and the two still stood up.

  The little old lady looked very satisfied with someone standing up, and she tapped the chalk on the podium: "You really treat this as a tea house! You students nowadays don't study hard, you don't even come to class, and when you do come, you leave early. What kind of learning is this? What kind of books are you reading?"

  Yang Yang looked a bit wronged and said: "Teacher, I lost my phone and went to pick it up."

  The old lady scolded: "I didn't ask you, anyway you people always have a reason for everything! You never admit your mistakes!"

  Zhao Shuiguan didn't want to say, according to the original situation, she would have been able to flatter and sell her cleverness, but today, sorry, she was anxious and annoyed, and recently hasn't been doing well.

  She also started hating that set from some time ago.

  Zhao Shuiguan raised an eyebrow and caught a glimpse of Yangyang's face, which was bright red with tears welling up in her eyes. Zhao Shuiguan knew that although Yangyang seemed crazy and carefree on the surface, she actually took others' words to heart. She also understood the truth of the matter and couldn't help but feel sympathetic towards Yangyang, especially looking at the current situation which made her even more distressed.

  "The moment I opened my mouth, the words spilled out: 'Teacher, I think going to school and reading books are all about making people more courageous. It's because we recognize our own ignorance that we go learn, and after learning, we discover our own insignificance. The process of learning is to make ourselves more fearless about the future.' Suddenly, she remembered someone and slowed down her voice: 'A teacher of mine once said: As you grow older, the first thing to disappear is courage. Don't be afraid to make mistakes, no matter what happens, stand up straight and be fearless!'"

  In this spacious stairwell classroom, under so many pairs of eyes, she suddenly returned to a very distant time, that person's eyes were clear and bright.

  Her back is straight! Such a figure stays in the heart, and at a glance, it will be for a lifetime.

  Dear, time has passed so long!

  Zhao Shuiguan looked up at the teacher who had furrowed her brow, and only then did she feel that she had said too much. After all, she wasn't someone who liked to stir up trouble. Having been a good student for so long, she felt a bit embarrassed and thought it was unfair to the teacher. She thought for a moment before saying: "Teacher, I'm sorry. We should have told you before we left, but the situation was urgent. What I said earlier didn't mean anything else, I just hoped that you would understand us, what we're saying is true, and not made-up excuses!"

  The old lady coughed slightly, looked at Zhao Shuiguan and said: "You sit down, I don't want to delay the class time."

  Finally, roll call, when it was Zhao Shuiguan's turn, he looked up and stared at him deeply. Zhao Shuiguan had a bitter expression but couldn't say anything, this statistics class is doomed.

  On Friday, Zhao Shuiguan went to make a phone call to make an appointment with the department head to get a letter of recommendation. The department head said that there was a meeting today and it was quite busy. After finishing writing, let Zhao Shuiguan pick it up at the Teaching Building at three o'clock, just after the meeting.

  Zhao Shuiguang thought that these leaders were also too "efficient", so he still carried a big backpack and strolled along according to the time. When he arrived, the meeting had not yet adjourned, which was just as well, since he couldn't let her wait for the leader. She sat down on a chair in the corridor outside the door.

  There were constant voices coming out, Zhao Shuiguan really didn't mean to eavesdrop, it's just that the corridor was too quiet and only this voice could be heard. In fact, there was nothing good to hear, Zhao Shuiguan's head almost nodded off to his chest, when suddenly he heard the director say: "Teacher Tan, you've worked hard on this business trip, and when you get back, you'll still have to assist with the project exchange."

  Zhao Shuiguan was suddenly startled, his heart skipped a beat and stopped, and he broke out in cold sweat.

  She wants to listen, but is also afraid of the cold, are there other discussion teachers in this school?

  It was really that person's voice, clear and light, yet slightly hoarse: "This is necessary, regarding the communication project, Director Wang, I want to quit."

  Zhao Shuiguan only heard his voice and didn't dare breathe loudly, fearing that one breath would make him unable to hear it.

  After hearing this, he only felt a buzzing in his head. He had always been strict about work matters, and this time he must have made up his mind to really cut off all ties with her.

  She didn't hear what was said next either, and she had no mind to listen, just quietly sitting there, her body as changeable as the recent weather, sometimes cold and sometimes hot.

  Suddenly, the door slammed shut with a "bang", Zhao Shuiguan was startled and thought it was time to disperse. She didn't think twice and quickly hid at the corner of the stairs, not even taking the letter of recommendation. She was extremely nervous. Only then did she see Professor Tan and others coming out one by one, standing there waiting for the elevator, chatting with each other. After half a day's wait, she still hadn't seen Tan Shuming.

  It's really strange, seeing Tan Shu Mo's profile, just a glance, also made her heart beat faster.

  "It's the department head's voice: 'Old Zhou, when are you going to retire?'"

  "Come on, just next year, I'll go home and take my grandson with me. Nowadays students are too difficult to teach. Yesterday in the international trade class, there was a girl who talked back to me, saying something about reading books to make people fearless, and some teacher told her: 'When people grow up, they lose their courage!' What's all this? Nowadays students are getting more and more out of control!"

  Zhao Shuiguan was startled and trembled with fear!

  The old man complained endlessly. The department head interrupted: "Hey, Xiao Tan, don't you have a little girlfriend who is also in international trade?"

  Zhao Shuiguan suddenly picked it up, she didn't hear his voice, and was a bit anxious.

  Halfway through, the man said: "That's my girlfriend, a petite girl with short hair, named Zhao Shuiguan."

  Zhao Shuiguang leaned against the cold wall, his hands clenched into fists, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

  Over there, the atmosphere seemed a bit awkward. The director chuckled and said: "What a coincidence, Old Zhou, hurry up and let Little Tan apologize to you."

  The old lady hastily said: "That's not necessary."

  The words were not finished, only the sound of the pen and ink was heard, a consistent cold line: "Old Zhou, I believe that child has no malice." The language was polite but firm: "If we help her apologize, it's admitting she was wrong. I respect everything she does and every word she says. If this 'apology' is to be made, then it's my fault."

  It was very quiet, and all I could hear were two footsteps. His voice came to mind again: "Sorry, the high school teacher she mentioned, I think it's me."

  He paused and said: "Teacher Zhou, students may be a temporary memory for teachers, but teachers are lifelong memories for students."

  Zhao Shuiguan heard him say, "I respect what she does and says," his heart was already filled with sourness. Hearing him say this, tears flowed out immediately, and the corners of his mouth were numb and salty.

  Wherever Zhao Shuiguan went, he couldn't find another person who could talk about books and ink like him!

  He said: "You go slowly, I'll take the stairs first."

  The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Zhao Shuiguan was startled, and he quickly wiped away his tears with the back of his hand.

  She hadn't escaped yet when the door in the stairwell opened, so she had no choice but to turn back, with a wolf-like expression on her face.

  She saw his slightly surprised eyes and still handsome face, she couldn't help but smile: "Hello, Teacher Tan."

  How many times had she called him like that, such days seemed to be no more, maybe this was the last time, she tried to smile like that, reluctant to let him see her so disheveled.

  The book leaned against the door, motionless and silent, staring at her. Suddenly, a slender finger stretched out, icy cold, and pressed against her cheek, on top of the tears flowing down. He pursed his lips and asked: "Zhao Shuiguan, what are you doing?"

  He didn't ask "Zhao Shuiguan, why are you crying?" He asked "What's going on here?" as if scolding a unreasonable and noisy child.

  Zhao Shuiguang looked at him with unwavering eyes, very stubborn: "Teacher Tan, I'm not leaving."

  She pulled his overcoat and begged: "I won't go, okay?"

  When he stretched out his hand, when she heard that he was still maintaining it at this time, perhaps in the previous days of anxiety and confusion, she was thinking that she didn't want to leave anymore. But all things were unfolding rapidly, her mother had even started helping her prepare things for going abroad. She didn't dare to have such thoughts, fearing to disappoint too many people, after all, being indecisive wasn't her style.

  Today she met him again, and all her persistence seemed ridiculous.

  No matter how beautiful the scenery is along the way, without your company, what's the point of the scenery, and what kind of life would it be?

  Back then she wanted to leave, and I didn't stop her. Now it's come to this, and it's all karma. Today the tables have turned, and it's really laughable.

  This time she said, she asked: "Is it good or not?"

  "Zhao Shuiguan, have you ever heard of the idiom 'OVERTHEHILL'? It means to have passed the peak of one's life. Later on, I calmed down and thought about what you said, and I understood your meaning. You are now at the moment when you're climbing the mountain, but once your best years have passed, people even younger than you will run ahead of you, surpassing you with ease. At that time, you'll be watching others climb up. Life is divided into stages, and if you miss the best time, it's gone! This is especially true for women."

  Zhao Shuiguang was stunned and looked up to ask: "Are you telling me to get out?"

  She didn't understand, he told her not to leave, she didn't say anything, now she said something and he turned around wanting her to leave.

  He put his hand back in his pocket, turned his face away and no longer looked at her tearful face.

  Zhao Shuiguang became anxious and reached out to grab his wrist, saying: "I'll stay behind too, going abroad doesn't guarantee it will be better either, right?" But he found that his wrist was extremely hot.

  She immediately put down her hand, lifted his hair and touched his forehead, which was very hot. Zhao Shui Guang was a bit skeptical: "Are you having a fever?"

  He pulled down her hand and held it in his palm, the warmth spreading to her body. The ink-like eyes were black and spirited, not like those of a sick person.

  He said, "Don't worry, it's just a cold. Zhao Shuiguan, you need to understand that going abroad is not about escaping. If you want to be independent like you say, there will be a price to pay. Take today for example, with a cold and fever, no one will know, no one will care about you. You'll have to find medicine on your own and drag yourself to class. Think carefully about this kind of life."

  Zhao Shuiguang didn't move, she looked at his exceptionally bright eyes, knowing that what he said might have all happened to him, these were all things from a past he had never mentioned before, and when they were together she felt like even if the sky fell down she wouldn't be afraid, but she hadn't expected that he also had such a past.

  Tan Shu Mo let go of her hand and punched the railing with a fist, startling Zhao Shui Guang.

  He might have a fever, his face was slightly red, he was breathing faintly, and his chest rose and fell as he said: "Zhao Shuiguan, I am not just your teacher, don't force me to say such things again."

  Heaven knows how he wished he had stayed, saying such things that even he himself didn't believe he was such a noble person.

  Shu Mo was a bit annoyed with himself, tightly grasping her arm, his deep eyes making it impossible for her to look away. "I'm not that noble, I'm just an ordinary man," he said. "I really want to lock you by my side and keep you there forever, but there's something more important than that."

  He paused for a moment and muttered: "That's what I hope you'll be happy!"

  His low and gentle voice seemed to have witnessed her happiness, and she suddenly couldn't stop tears from coming again.

  He withdrew his hand, slowly walked out, turned the door handle and said: "Zhao Shuiguan, since you want to go on your own, I'll give you two years. The premise is that from now on, you can't call me crying, can't come back to find me, don't contact me, really be independent on your own. Two years later, my phone number won't change, my residence won't change, and I will still be here. You come back and tell me if this time you can stand better by my side."

  He was really angry at first, he ignored her and she didn't look for him. No matter how annoyed he was, he would still listen to what she had to say. Today, seeing her pitiful appearance, he couldn't bear it. Anyway, two years is just two years, when he finishes his studies in literature, he will be only thirty-two, these two years have passed and another two years won't make a difference.

  Zhao Shuiguan was completely unaware of the situation, this book ink said that if she cried, wouldn't it be in vain? Then her heartache for the past few days would all be in vain!

  "Looking at the book, he turned back to see her standing there in a daze. He was in a great mood. Who let this girl not let him have an easy time? He curled up his lips and said with a sly tone: 'Zhao Shui Guang, men get better with age, if you're not reassured, hurry up and finish your studies. In my teacher's class, I was a first-class honors student who graduated early, don't tell me you can't do it?'"

  Zhao Shuiguang's eyes were dry, but he didn't notice, and instead gazed at him with a mischievous glint in the corner of his eye, his eyes gleaming with pleasure, this was the long-awaited Tan Shu Mo.

  She is still Zhao Shuiguan, and will continue to be hooked!

  Life, sometimes what seems right now may not be right in the future, and what seems wrong now may not necessarily be wrong in the future. So don't think too much, keep an optimistic heart, and walk on with a smile! Who says there aren't good things waiting for you in the future?