I'm a world apart from you

Chapter 7 The softest you (4)
This state lasted until the second class in the afternoon, when the class teacher waved to her with a smile and signaled her to go to the office.

Because it was a recess, the office was full of teachers, and in this kind of place where women were the majority, Wen Shaoyuan's appearance was undoubtedly a pink bomb.

He is tall and has long legs, leaning lazily by the desk, his long legs stretched slightly, obviously it was just a random movement, but when he did it, it was inexplicably more casual and vaguely charming.

He probably just came out of some formal occasion, he was dressed in a neat suit, even if he was flipping through Wen Ge's homework at this moment, he didn't feel out of place in the slightest.

When Wen Ge entered the office and saw him like this, his scalp went numb.

The teacher in charge was very enthusiastic. After letting Wen Shaoyuan sit down, he poured another cup of hot water and put it in front of him.

The water dispenser behind him made a sound like swallowing, and Wen Ge looked at the steaming water cup in front of him, and moved it towards him calmly - Wen Shaoyuan never drank water from the water dispenser.

The head teacher has just finished her internship and took up her post. She is full of energy and will take care of everything within her responsibilities.The better part is probably that it still doesn't deter students, and always has a soft voice. Even if it is short of breath, it just pats the table hard and raises its voice.

She glanced at Wen Ge first, and asked softly, "Wen Ge, is this your uncle?"

Wen Ge nodded, and moved the paper cup in front of her again.

The teacher in charge looked at the young and handsome uncle with a smile, and finally started today's topic.After a brief opening remark, she gave Wen Shaoyuan a general introduction to Wen Ge's academic performance and his study status at school.

Wen Shaoyuan listened quietly, nodding his head from time to time, indicating that although he was silent, he had ears.

Without impatience, he was really listening to everything she said related to Wen Ge, even the subtleties.

It wasn't until the head teacher took a sip of water and saw Wen Shaoyuan's half-smile expression when he looked sideways at Wen Ge, the eye exercises were over, and the class bell rang, that the head teacher looked at Wen Ge: "Wen Ge go to class first."

Wen Ge dawdled, unwilling to leave.

Wen Shaoyuan glanced at the paper cup she had removed, and suddenly smiled: "Let her stay and listen to the teacher! Some problems are better communicated face to face."

The parents had no objections, so the class teacher naturally had nothing to say.

In front of Wen Shaoyuan was the problem of "not being gregarious" that the homeroom teacher mentioned to Mr. Wen during the telephone interview last night.

"I changed seats in the two exams, and Wen Ge was the one among the girls. I don't like to talk in class, and I don't like group activities. Many teachers and students are unfamiliar with Wen Ge's name, and the first impression is that they are introverted and taciturn. It may not be a very serious problem, but if things go on like this, you will gradually be rejected..." The head teacher paused, glanced at Wenge, saw her lowering her eyes quietly, and said euphemistically, "I teach English. , once the composition topic was "My Good Classmate", and it was required to write about classmates in the same class, and to choose a real thing, Wen Ge was the only one who handed in a blank paper."

Wen Shaoyuan pursed his lips slightly, and didn't say anything in front of the class teacher, but nodded politely: "I see, thank you for your attention, after I go back, I will have a good chat with Wen Ge." Looking sideways at Wen Ge, he asked, "What are these two classes?"

"Labor class and art class." Wen Ge replied dully, not knowing what he was going to do.

He stood up, obviously wanting to end the conversation: "Then let me ask Wen Ge for leave, and take her back first."

The homeroom teacher nodded a little dazedly, and stood up too.

"This is my business card." Wen Shaoyuan handed over a business card, "Wen Ge's parents are soldiers with special occupations. Wen Ge has always been supervised by me. If you have any questions, please communicate with me. There is also a lot of enthusiasm, I hope you can guide patiently and take more care of you."

The homeroom teacher looked down at the business card, and when he saw the words "Wen Shaoyuan" on it, he was slightly taken aback, and blurted out, "Hey, isn't your surname Wen?"

Wen Shaoyuan suppressed his smile slightly, looked at her calmly, and asked very gently, "Is there a problem?"

Wen Ge went back to the classroom to get her schoolbag, then quietly came out through the back door.

Wen Shaoyuan was standing in front of the bulletin board at the end of the corridor, his eyes were calm and focused.

The breeze in the corridor carried the coolness of spring, and lifted the corner of his clothes, revealing half of his wrists in the pockets of his trousers.

He knew she was not far away, so he didn't cast his eyes away, he just opened his lips and called her name softly: "Wen Ge."

Wen Ge agreed, gripped the shoulder strap of the schoolbag tightly, and trotted to his side.

Due to the height difference between the two, she could only look up at him, at his perfectly curved chin, which was slightly sharp, exuding a cool and alienated taste.

He has never been like this in front of her, even if he is upset, he just sulks, and has never been alienated, so seeing him from such a different angle from before, Wen Ge can't help being a little startled.

Wen Shaoyuan looked down at her, and pointed to a spot on the bulletin board: "Next time, can I see your name here?"

Wen Ge looked along his fingers, and the fingertips landed on the "discipline inspection report" impartially.

Every half term, the school will select an outstanding student from each class to be responsible for checking the broadcast gymnastics, eye exercises, grooming, and school uniforms of all students in the school, and record the results of the inspection here, and finally write the names of the discipline inspectors .To put it simply, these discipline inspectors are equivalent to the school patrol team, and being a discipline inspector is also a symbol of honor.

She blinked, looking at him in embarrassment.

Wen Shaoyuan smiled lightly, but Wen Ge couldn't guess whether he was telling the truth or teasing her.

Fortunately, he didn't say anything else. He glanced at the schoolbag on her back, wrapped his slender arms around her head, stretched out his hand, and lifted the schoolbag in his hand.

Seeing her looking over in a daze, he only raised his eyebrows, and walked forward with the car keys in his hand: "I'm going home."

Wen Ge groaned, and trotted to catch up: "Uncle..."

some office.

The homeroom teacher rubbed his hands, and before he recovered from the cold atmosphere just now, he drank a few sips of hot water with his teacup in his hands tremblingly, only then did he feel the coolness recede slightly.

She stared at the business card on the table, and couldn't help frowning——Wen Ge's introverted personality is almost autistic, there seems to be a lot of content in it?

Just as she was wondering, she suddenly remembered the man sitting across from her just now. He was gentle and young-looking, but people couldn't underestimate him because of his youth. In retrospect, there is still a feeling of lingering prestige.

Such a person who speaks elegantly, behaves well, is steady and self-sufficient, is Wen Ge's uncle?What kind of little uncle is this?

After the heavy rain last night, the sky in City A was as blue as washing, as if water was about to drip out, it was clear and clear, and the sun was neither arrogant nor bright, falling on the people, and it was full of warmth.

It should be that the cleaners have just cleaned the garage. The back door of the garage is wide open, facing Mr. Wen's cherished back garden.

All kinds of precious flowers and plants are planted in the Wen family's back garden. Mr. Wen loves gardening the most. He takes care of the whole garden himself, and never pretends to be someone else's.

Mr. Wen likes the word "expensive". In the back garden, there are mostly rich and noble flowers that can be named, precious and delicate.

There are several rows of wooden shelves standing in the corner, which are specially used to display various potted plants, which are full of greenery and vitality.

As soon as the car stopped, Wen Ge raised his hand to push the door and get out of the car. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched the door, he heard the sound of the lock control, which was very clear.

Wen Ge later realized that Wen Shaoyuan was not very happy, so he withdrew his hands, hugged his schoolbag, and stared at his toes with his lips pursed.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit dull, coupled with the slightly high temperature inside the car and the stagnant airflow, this small space seemed more cramped and cramped.

Wen Shaoyuan rested his left hand on the car window, resting his fingertips on his forehead, leaning his body slightly, as if he was a little tired, or just lazy, just casually leaning against the back of the chair and looking at her.

Not only does he act casually, but his eyes are also very casual, distant and peaceful.

It's this kind of look that makes people unpredictable.

Wen Ge shrank back involuntarily, looking back at him unnaturally and with some trepidation.

Mr. Wen has a stubborn temperament, but after all he is old, as long as you don’t disobey him and go along with him, everything is negotiable; Aunt Xin is the softest in the family, as long as you are considerate and sensible, she will treat you meticulously Beloved; only Wen Shaoyuan is the most elusive and unpredictable person.

After a long silence, he asked lazily, "How many days until May Day?"

"May [-]st is Wednesday, and..." Wen Ge pinched his fingers and calculated.

"There are still four days." He glanced at the fingers she used to count, and shook his head helplessly, "You are really bad at math."

No need to be reminded, she always knew.

Wen Ge buried her head in shame.

"Every May [-]st, the old man and Aunt Xin will go to the Jinguang Temple to eat vegetarian rituals, at least half a month, at most a month." He raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, there was a trace of fatigue between his brows and eyes, and he looked at her slowly. "Are you going to live here, or come with me?"

Wen Ge let out an ah, a little dumbfounded.

No wonder Aunt Xin was packing her luggage last night. It turned out that she was going to Jinguang Temple.

After waiting for a while, but did not get her answer, Wen Shaoyuan frowned slightly, as if he also felt that it was not appropriate for her to stay in a hotel with him. After all, it was not a day or two, so it was better to stay at home.

With a change of mind, Wen Shaoyuan made a decision, let go and pressed the lock control: "I'll be back, anyway, it's very convenient to have a car."

Wen Ge turned to look at him, and called him softly: "Uncle."

Hearing the girl's delicate and soft voice, Wen Shaoyuan raised his eyes, and slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Call again and listen."

She really made her scream, but Wen Ge couldn't scream anymore, she put her arms around her schoolbag, pinched the zipper and twisted it a few times in a daze, seeing him closing her eyes and waiting patiently, she screamed a few more times inaudibly Sound "Uncle".

Wen Shaoyuan couldn't help but see the scene when he saw her for the first time a few months ago.

Wen Jing was temporarily recalled to the army, and he was worried about Jiang Junyu being alone, so he asked Wen Shaoyuan to accompany him to the south.Before that, he knew nothing about the existence of such a girl, until he got out of the car that morning and saw her through the rusty security window, and later, when he held her wrist, he realized that she was more beautiful than himself. What you see and imagine is even thinner.

She said: "I haven't been out of the room for a long time, and the only thing that allows me to see the outside is this window. You are the first... to come to me in such a long time."

However, this is not the first sentence, the first sentence is: "Hello, I am Wen Ge."

It was the same tone that made him remember deeply.

It seemed that from that moment on, he cared about her.

Later, she naturally became Wen Jing's adopted daughter, his little niece.

When she called him "Uncle" for the first time, there seemed to be an invisible contract between the two of them.He has a sense of responsibility for her and wants to make her better, especially when Wen Jing and Jiang Junyu are not by her side, and the old man has an attitude of caring for your food and clothing and letting you be free, so he can't help but take on everything about her, At the very least, I don't want her to be wronged, even in the slightest.

It is said that he is ungrateful and ungrateful, but once his heart softens, he will deliver everything.

He couldn't help sighing, rubbed his fingers between his eyebrows, and when he spoke again, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Go down."

In the evening, Aunt Xin told Wen Ge that she and Mr. Wen would go to Jinguang Temple for a short stay.

Wen Ge was vaccinated by Wen Shaoyuan in the afternoon. When Aunt Xin said about it, she was not surprised at all, and she had no objection to Mr. Wen entrusting herself to Wen Shaoyuan to take care of her—letting her live alone in such a big house. In the villa, she could scare herself to death.

After dinner, Aunt Xin went to her room to change the quilt - the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the thick quilt in Wenge's room should be replaced with a thinner one.

After pulling off the blanket on the bed, Aunt Xin suddenly remembered something, lowered her voice, and asked mysteriously, "Wen Ge, have you had your period yet?"

Wen Ge let out a cry, and when he realized it, his whole face was flushed red, he hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head.

"It's 14 years old and you haven't come yet?" Aunt Xin frowned slightly, looked at her, and saw her face flushed, and couldn't help joking, "Why are you shy? This is something that girls have to go through. Aunt Xin is Someone who came here, I will ask you now."

"I... I don't know, but I haven't come yet..." Wen Ge grabbed the pillow and placed it squarely on the head of the bed.

"It's good to know about it." Aunt Xin smiled and added, "Come and tell Aunt Xin, so Aunt Xin can help you."

Wen Ge nodded hesitantly, thinking in his heart: Someday quietly go to buy some spare sanitary napkins, what if they come suddenly?Aunt Xin didn't mention it, she didn't expect that she would become worried when she mentioned it.

In the blink of an eye, it was the May Day holiday, and Mr. Wen and Aunt Xin left a day early. When Wen Ge came home from school, the house was already empty.

Putting down her schoolbag, she was about to go upstairs to take a shower - today she was playing volleyball in physical education class, she was sweating all over, and after blowing the cool wind for a long time, her body was sticky and uncomfortable - she hadn't stepped up the stairs yet, Just heard the phone ring.

There was no one at home, so she no longer had any scruples, she lay lazily on the armrest of the sofa and answered the phone: "Hello, hello."

"Are you home?" The voice on the other end was soft and firm, obviously calling in time.

Wen Ge's ears perked up, and he immediately corrected his expression: "Uncle."

(End of this chapter)