Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 169 Class Reunion
a long time.

Zhou Jing lifted up Yang Wenwen's pants, who seemed to be melting, and carried her to the bed, then helped Yang Wenwen clean up the room.

I will not come to school again before the start of next semester, so the dormitory needs to be cleaned up. There is a custom of cleaning the room before the New Year, the so-called bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new.

Zhou Jing first took back Yang Wenwen's clothes that were hanging on the balcony and put them in the closet.

"Zhou Jing, take a break. Wait for me to get up and clean up together."

On the bed, Yang Wenwen opened her tired but tender eyes and spoke softly.

"I'm not tired. Just relax and get some sleep. I'll call you when I'm done."

Zhou Jing covered Yang Wenwen with the quilt, squatted beside the bed and kissed Yang Wenwen's rosy lips.

Yang Wenwen didn't say anything else. She reached out and touched the boy's cheek, then closed her eyes and rested. She really enjoyed the aftertaste.

In the corner of the balcony were two pairs of Yang Wenwen's shoes, a pair of black high-heeled leather shoes and a pair of white sneakers.

The shoes looked like they had never been washed. Zhou Jing picked up a pair of sneakers and smelled them. There was a peculiar smell, the same smell as Yang Wenwen's socks. Zhou Jing, who liked girls' feet, didn't mind it at all. The shoes had probably not been worn many times after being washed, so Zhou Jing put them in a shoe box.

Afterwards, they took down the curtains and bed curtains in Yang Wenwen’s dormitory, and then used water to wipe the tables, cabinets and glass.

Yang Wenwen couldn't stand up at the moment, so Zhou Jing had to do the work alone.

Zhou Jing wiped the ornaments on the bookcase and the dust on the books with a wet towel.

In the middle of the two books, Zhou Jing found something interesting. They were two photos of Zhou Jing when he was in high school. On the back of the photos were Zhou Jing's name and traces of double-sided tape.

It should have been torn off by Yang Wenwen from some old student materials.

Zhou Jing smiled, put the photo back where it was and continued to clean the cabinet. At this moment, Zhou Jing didn't feel tired at all.

Yang Wenwen's dormitory is also a single dormitory, so it is easier to clean, unlike Gu Jia's suite, which Zhou Jing spent a lot of effort to clean two days ago.

Before mopping the floor, Zhou Jing swept it thoroughly, including under the bed and under the table, without any sign of being perfunctory.

Yang Wenwen, who had regained some strength, opened her eyes and looked at the busy boy. Her heart was filled with happiness. Although she felt a little uncomfortable in broad daylight, she gradually got better and she also understood the boy's youthful vigor.

"It's almost done. We still have to clean it up when school starts next year."

Yang Wenwen got off the bed, unbuttoned her jeans and rearranged her clothes.

"New Year, New Atmosphere. I hope that you can truly say goodbye to the old and welcome the new in the new year, forget all the good and bad in the past and start anew. Don't think too much when you return to your hometown. You are better than any other woman. CC is much smarter and cuter than other children. She will definitely be your pride in the future."

Zhou Jing stopped what he was doing, and stroked her cheek with the back of his dirty hands.

"Ok!"

Yang Wenwen didn't know what words to use to express her feelings or how to thank this boy who had given her so much touching and tenderness. She pursed her lips and nodded, then raised her arms to hug the boy.

"Silly, go sit on the bed for a while while I mop the floor."

Zhou Jing kissed Yang Wenwen on the forehead, hugged her and pushed her to sit on the bed, then went to wash the mop and mop the floor.

"You take a break and I'll drag you."

Yang Wenwen stood up, sniffed, and walked forward to speak.

"Then you can ask your husband to let you drag you."

Zhou Jing said with a smile.

"I'm afraid you're tired, but you don't appreciate it?"

Yang Wenwen couldn't understand the boy's logic.

"Then don't worry about it. Anyway, you don't really want to shout, and you don't really feel sorry for me."

Zhou Jing said calmly as he started mopping the floor from the balcony.

Yang Wenwen listened and heard no movement outside, so she followed to the balcony and said, "Husband, is that enough?"

"I'm even more sorry to ask you to mop the floor. Okay, don't stand here and get in the way. Aren't your legs weak?" Zhou Jing mopped the floor with his back to Yang Wenwen and glanced back.

"You really don't know what's good for you."

Yang Wenwen wanted to cry but had no tears. She patted the boy and went back to the room to see if there was anything else to pack. To be honest, her limbs did feel like they had been hit by the Ten Fragrance Softening Powder.

Yang Wenwen checked the wardrobe, bookcase and table, and sighed that Zhou Jing was more virtuous than a girl. There was basically no problem with the room after cleaning. Yang Wenwen's own cleaning was no better.

“When will you come next year?”

Zhou Jing asked after mopping the balcony floor and returning to the house.

"We'll see after the New Year. If there's nothing else going on at home, I should come earlier, around the tenth day of the first lunar month."

Yang Wenwen's uncle passed away and was buried soon. Yang Wenwen will go home with her mother the day after tomorrow. Originally, Yang Wenwen was not planning to go back, especially with her daughter. Recently, with Zhou Jing's comfort, she has let go of many things. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. Just live your life well. Why bother about other people's eyes and opinions.

"I'm planning to buy a car before the New Year. If I'm not busy then I'll pick you up."

The income from the new book will not be worse than the previous one, so Zhou Jing plans to buy a car worth tens of thousands of yuan first.

Zhou Jing also needs a new look in the new year.

"Don't bother. It's very convenient for me to take the train."

Yang Wenwen was not surprised to hear that Zhou Jing bought a car. A few days ago, she checked Zhou Jing's royalties in the writer's background. The monthly royalties for just one book were more than 200,000 yuan. Yang Wenwen was shocked at the time and guessed that Zhou Jing had earned no less than one million in the past six months. It was incredible that writing novels could make so much money and he could still be a serious and responsible worker. Yang Wenwen admired the boy's character even more. Perhaps it was because of this character that the boy could be so outstanding.

"I might go to Tangdu to attend a class reunion during the first month of the year. If I go, I'll pick you up on the way there."

"I just bought a car and I haven't driven it much, so I don't need to drive so far. It's much faster to take the train and it's not as tiring as driving yourself."

Yang Wenwen has a psychological trauma about cars. When she was a child, she witnessed an accident in which a motorcycle was hit by a van. The motorcycle driver died on the spot. The driver's ten-year-old son was also sitting on the motorcycle. Fortunately, the child was fine. Yang Wenwen still can't forget the scene of the boy looking at his father's body on the road and crying to passers-by, "Save my dad". It was too shocking.

"I'll be careful, we'll see!"

After tidying up the room, Zhou Jing closed the windows and doors, and left the school with Yang Wenwen.

The school was deserted except for the old man who was guarding the door.

Zhou Jing first went back to his residence to send his things back, then took a shower and washed the sheets, quilts and clothes he brought back from school.

My high school classmates who recently returned from college are planning a reunion.

Although class reunions are filled with the mentality of comparing how good the university is or how good the job is, they are not completely meaningless. When you are in society, there will always be times when you don't need to ask for help. Having a larger social circle is definitely beneficial, and it can also be easier to find a partner. Of course, this is for ordinary people. Zhou Jing is not an ordinary person, so this is not necessary. But as a high school class monitor, Zhou Jing has to cooperate when someone arranges a reunion.

About twenty people in the class made an appointment to have dinner in the afternoon. Among the high school classmates, Zhou Jing did not have the best job, but he was relatively decent. No one would look down on a teacher from the key high school in the city.

When high school classmates got together, the first thing they talked about was naturally their high school classmates and teachers. Among the teachers, the one they talked about the most was Yang Wenwen. They were all very curious about Yang Wenwen's situation and asked Zhou Jing if he knew.

Zhou Jing knew the truth but would not tell it, and said that Yang Wenwen's boyfriend died in a car accident.

Besides Yang Wenwen, the person they talked about the most was Gu Jia. They asked Zhou Jing if Gu Jia had a boyfriend. Even though Zhou Jing was thick-skinned, he still felt embarrassed. He decided not to contact his high school classmate from now on.

"Gu Jia doesn't have a boyfriend yet. The class monitor liked Gu Jia so much back then. He always stared at her in English class. He might as well pursue her."

"Sure, it's exciting just thinking about it."

"By the way, how old is Gu Jia?"

"I was about 23 or 24 when I was teaching you English. This year I'm 27, and next year I'll be 28."

"Zhou Jing should be 22 years old after the Chinese New Year, right?"

"That's six years difference!"

These guys are getting more and more nonsensical.

Some boys thought, what’s the big deal about a six-year age difference? They would be willing to marry Gu Jia if they had the chance.

(End of this chapter)