There Are Always Lovers Killing Each Other For Me

Yao Yao did not expect that Lin Jindong, a bad boy, was completely different from what he had imagined.

The teenager's skin is slightly dark, because of the excellent facial features, even the size of the head is extremely clean and refreshing. It looks like the main force of the school basketball team, which is the most popular girl.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, there was nothing left of this clean and youthful spirit.

Lin Jindong stared at Yaoyao, with mockery and disdain in his eyes, and said to the man next to Swen Junya: "Brother, this is the tutor you found for me? I think your little lover is about the same."

Lin Guangxia frowned slightly and scolded him: "What he said, this is Mr. Chen. He is responsible for tutoring your math class. He will listen to the teacher in the future."

The smile on Lin Jindong's lips became more ridiculous. "Brother, you protect yourself like this, and you are not your lover?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Yaoyao, asking: "Are you dumb? What do you want my brother to say for you, just let my brother come to class for you, and what do you do?"

Yao Yao looked calm and said to Lin Guangxia: "Mr. Lin, please go ahead. Here I will deal with it."

Lin Guangxia was a little uneasy. He knew his brother’s virtue. Before that, he had already taken advantage of the achievements of five well-known education experts, so that people in the education industry of the whole city would run away if they listened to make up for the recent winter, otherwise he would not invite A fresh graduate student came.

But for the unstoppable gaze on the Yaoyao, he inexplicably felt that maybe this time he really found the right person.

Only such a temper can suppress this lawless younger brother.

Lin Guangxia said with a word "labor", withdrew, leaving the space for his brother and the new teacher.

Lin Jindong was very dissatisfied with the calmness. In his imagination, the female teacher, who was so tender and like, either turned her head angrily, or was crying by herself and sent Lin Guangxia away.

But in either case, this should not be the case now.

He saw Yao Yao sitting at the desk, took a test paper from the file bag, handed it in front of himself, and said, "This is my specific examination paper for you. I will answer the question in half an hour and give it to me later."

Lin Jindong didn't look at the paper at all. He sat across from Yaoyao, his long legs stretched out, and his big feet in sneakers pressed onto the test paper. He smiled with Dang Erlang, and he said: "You touch My bottom, I have to know what level you are, is it enough to be my teacher?"

Wen Yan, who was finishing the lesson plan, stopped, looked up at him, and asked, "What do you want to ask?"

"how old are you?"

"Is there a certain relationship between age and professional ability?"

"Are you married?"

"Marriage or not has nothing to do with whether I can be your teacher."

"What do you think of my brother?" There was an education expert who was said to have graduated from a certain university before. The so-called "high-quality students" who came back from abroad set up Lin Guangxia's personal information from him in a different way, playing him like a fool. Thought he couldn't see her look like Fachun?

Suddenly there was a moment of silence, and said: "... Lin Jindong, please don't worry too much about your private life."

He swears a little swearing, apparently very dissatisfied with Yao Yao's attitude towards him as a child.

With a smile, the face hidden under the black-frame glasses came to life instantly. Lin Jindong inadvertently looked at it and felt that the woman dressed like an old nun had a pair of charming eyes filled with honey.

"What? Think I'm not right?" she asked with a smile.

He snorted, and finally began to look at her.

Very young, Lin Guangxia said that he graduated last year and is four years older than him.

In the past, there was always someone discussing the sorrow, waves, and beauty of a certain girl, he never felt that way.Perhaps it was a young age, and it was not time to be curious about women, but he felt strangely that this new female teacher was quite pleasing to the eye-even if she wore a bun like a wolf head, it was not pretty at all, was it not? Black is gray, just like going to the grave.

However, this did not offset his aversion to the so-called teacher, and he decided to take out his ultimate weapon. All the tutoring teachers were either frightened or inexplicable when they heard the news.

Malicious excitement flashed in his eyes, took a pair of big feet down, leaned forward, and his handsome face almost stuck to Yaoyao's face.

His eyes suddenly changed, and even the air seemed to be ominously smelled.

Lowering his voice, he mysteriously said: "Teacher, aren't you surprised? I went to elementary school at the age of five and skipped the first grade. I had to take the college entrance exam the year before. Why did it last until this year?"

I remembered the peaceful female voice in the suffocated air and asked, "Why."

Lin Jindong cracked his mouth, exposing a bit of Bai Sensen's neat teeth, sharply photographed, as if he would become a fierce beast in the next moment, biting off the neck of his prey.

He said word by word: "Because I was in jail for three years..." He laughed more cruelly, "I drove to death."

"Okay, I get it now."

Yao Yao quietly took away the test paper under his arm in his eyes of "You are not afraid" and "Stupid mortals are not trembling," and just now his feet were resting on it. Asked, "Did you say that? After finishing, write the paper first, and then I will give you the tutorial for you."

That's it?

Does she react this way?

Not shocked?Is there no fear?Is there no disgust?Don't you think he is a murderer?

Lin Jindong looked at the test paper that was a little more difficult in front of her, stunned, her attitude was like shooting a mosquito to herself, still pretending to be mysteriously rendering the atmosphere, a pair of major things that have never seen the world It looked like he was stupid.

He was dissatisfied and pushed away the test paper anxiously and asked, "Have you ever seen a dead person? When you hit him, there was blood everywhere, I got off the car, I wore slippers, and the blood flooded my soles, the soles of the feet. It's all blood...you can't imagine how much blood can bleed in a person's body..."

The more he spoke, the more excited he was, his hands crossed, tightly held together, trembling slightly.

Yao Yao noticed that this is a habitual movement of people who have spent time in prison, because they are usually handcuffed during interrogation, and at that time when they were most emotionally excited, this became their habitual movement and it is difficult to change .

Gently patted his tight arm, Yao Yao pushed the paper back in front of him, and said, "Of course, you will be punished for doing something wrong. Since you have suffered, this matter is over. Now your task is good. Learn."

He slowly calmed down, staring down at the roll in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yao Yao is not in a hurry, waiting for him to understand.

"It's not over..." A hoarse voice overflowed from his throat. He looked up and his eyes were red with blood. "It's not over. The man is dead. I've seen the picture of him. The middle-aged man, 40, died. I can't see my face when I'm at."

Yao Yao understood that he was blaming himself, violently abandoning himself, and atonement in this way.

He ruined the lives of others, and he used his life to compensate.

She thought a lot and spoke slowly: "There are many possibilities for homicide. I always believe that if it is a crime of intentional homicide and the kind that has been planned for a long time, there is absolutely no right to forgive, but if it is a negligent homicide, it is an accident. If you can, you can give him a chance to change."

She gently took his hand and asked softly, "Is it accidental or intentional?"

He looked at her hand and remembered in a trance. While inside, someone talked about a woman and said that some women soaked in milk for good skin. Did she grow up in milk?

He looked at it for a while, and said dumbly: "It's... an accident."

"It's just an accident. I don't want the student I taught to be a deliberate murderer." Yao Yao withdrew his hand and pushed the paper back in front of him. Alright?"

She still remembers the paper.

"There are classes in it, but only in junior high school." He answered.

Frowning, "It's a little troublesome. High school math is the hardest."

"I have taken the first year of high school and have taught myself the second year of high school."

Suddenly, he smiled and said, "That's okay, you should be able to do this paper, write it quickly, and I won't know where you are."

He slowly held the pen and began to answer questions.

It can be seen that the writing has not been written for a long time, and the handwriting is very jerky, but unexpectedly, the foundation should be very good. Although it is sloppy, many questions can be answered.

Yao Yao adjusted his lesson plans while observing his situation.

"What's your name?" he asked suddenly.

"Chen Yaoyao, just call me Teacher Chen."

"The name is really..." He wanted to say "True Sao". Somehow, he swallowed it back at his mouth and changed it to a "euphemistic" way of saying, "It's not serious."

Yao Yao: "..."

She tapped the table and urged: "What does the teacher's name have to do with you? Less nonsense, write faster!"

He closed his lips and said nothing more, and continued silently.

It has been more than half an hour, and he only wrote two-thirds. Yaoyao did not interrupt him. He continued to time and let him write slowly.

The lesson plan has been sorted out and she should report to Lin Guangxia.

Lin Guangxia is only 25 years old this year, but he is already a well-known entrepreneur. He is a junior senior. A few days ago his alma mater held an alumni meeting. Her mentor recommended her to Lin Guangxia.

Regarding the car accident, Yao Yao knew much more than Lin Jindong told her.

Three years ago, the year of the car accident, Lin Guangxia was 22 years old and Lin Jindong was 15 years old.

Lin’s parents divorced in his early years and his father went abroad. Only the mother brought them up. Lin Guangxia was excellent since childhood. His younger brother is different.

Lin’s mother was in poor health and was hospitalized three years ago. In the same year, Lin Guangxia earned the first bucket of gold in her life. After deducting the next working capital, she not only has the ability to provide her mother with the best medical services, but also has the extra money to buy a car. .

At that time, his younger brother was in the first grade of high school. He drove his younger brother for a drive. Lin Jindong was curious. He had to try it.

When the two brothers disputed, they accidentally killed a passerby.

It was Lin Guangxia who drove at the time, but he was a younger brother under the age of eighteen.

This is a background introduction to her by the system. It is unclear what kind of consideration they are taking.

Lin Guangxia was on the phone, heard the door open, whispered to the other party, apologized, hung up the phone and came over and asked: "Mr. Chen, how is the situation?"

The two brothers are not very similar, the brother is a little rough, and the brother looks much more elegant and elegant. At first glance, they are the same people in the crowd from small to large. Whether it is temperament or appearance, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people. .

Perhaps because of the past, there was always an alienation of "no one enters" between Meiyu. This alienation felt that she seemed to have seen it in other people.