There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

In recent years, there have been frequent incidents of students jumping from buildings, some because of the pressure of study, and some because of criticism by their parents or teachers. Lu Zhiqiao is always frightened when watching this kind of news, for fear that her baby daughter will become one of them, so she usually does not dare to put too much pressure on her children, it is nothing but math grades.

Nowadays there is something wrong with a student, it's hard not to think about the teacher.

Combining jumping off the building and being taken away by the police | The only thing Lu Zhiqiao can think of is that Qi Yan may have criticized the student, but the child jumped because he couldn't think about it for a while.

The so-called criticism has no scale or boundaries. It is hard to know whether it is lighter or heavy. She believes that it is impossible for Qi Yan to beat and scold the child. Maybe he just educates a sentence or two casually, maybe just to call the parents, maybe...

Lu Zhiqiao's mind buzzed, guessing wildly, her fingertips numb, she lowered her head and asked her daughter: "Little girl, do you know the reason why the classmate jumped off the building?"

"I don't know." The little girl shook her head, "It's not in our class."

Um?

Lu Zhiqiao was stunned, his thoughts were completely messed up.

She let go of her daughter, turned around to get her mobile phone, and clicked directly into the address book to call Qi Yan. It has been ringing for a long time, and there is no answer. Only the system prompt sound is heard. It may be busy.

Lu Zhiqiao took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, his fingertips holding the phone seemed to be pierced by countless needles, and he was so numb.

She couldn't control her emotions, and her heart seemed to be fried on a frying pan, with white smoke, scalding the skin and flesh, leaving a piece of scorched black. After that, a sense of powerlessness surged, and I couldn't do anything. I couldn't get useful news, so I could only do it in a hurry.

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After dinner, her daughter went back to the room to do homework. Lu Zhiqiao sat on the sofa guarding the gift box, squeezed the phone tightly, and listened to the movement of the corridor outside.

She sent WeChat, but Qi Yan didn't reply. She called and Qi Yan didn't answer. The person who always dangled in front of her disappeared suddenly. There was an unspeakable loss in her heart, plus the bad news. , Guessing and thinking, is even more anxious.

Outside the window, the night is dark, thousands of houses are illuminated, and the community is quiet. The silence makes people's ears hurt and makes people feel flustered for no reason. The more silent, the more turbulent hidden behind.

With his throat scorching dry, Lu Zhiqiao got up to pour water and walked with his legs to the dining table, but his eyes were still staring at the phone, for fear that it would light up in the next second, and he received a call from Qi Yan.

but.

Everything is still so peaceful.

Lu Zhiqiao went back to the sofa and sat down with a cup of water. He wanted to wait for the cold to cool down before drinking. Suddenly the phone rang, her arm shook, and she couldn't hold the cup securely. The hot boiling water instantly spilled her pants, paining her heart.

She twisted her eyebrows and "hissed", ignoring the pain, picked up the phone and looked at it, it was 10086...

Hopefully, Lu Zhiqiao was overwhelmed with joy. He pressed angrily to refuse to answer, throwing his mobile phone aside, and went back to the room to change his pants.

The trousers were very thin, the hot water reddened a large area of ​​the skin, and it hurt like a needle. She took out a scald cream from the drawer of the bedside table, sat down, and wiped herself. Suddenly remembered that Shu Minxi applied medicine to Sa Ji that day, and then flashed through the scenes in the rain forest, like a hot red soldering iron, which was closely burned on her heart.

Now she can finally understand Qi Yan's feelings at the time.

Because it is the person who cares, they will be nervous, anxious, and uneasy, because each other unknowingly bury each other in the bottom of their hearts, it will affect each other's emotions. At this moment, she was like Qi Yan in the rain forest that day. She was obviously afraid, but pretended to wait calmly. Qi Yan at least did something for her, but she couldn't help at the moment.

They are so different.

Qi Yan would not be entangled like she did, saying whatever he wanted to say, doing what he wanted, playing whatever he wanted, eating what he wanted, chasing after those who wanted to pursue, he didn't hide his liking.

And she only dared to hide in a dark corner, repeatedly.

After applying the medicine, when it was almost dry, Lu Zhiqiao came out with a pair of trousers and threw the wet one into the clothes basket. Ordinarily, she just rubbed her hands to dry it, but she was not thinking about missing Qi Yan's return. Even applying the medicine felt that it was a waste of time.

She returned to the sofa and sat down, holding her mobile phone, and guarding the beautifully packaged gift box on the coffee table.

Time goes by every minute...

At about eight o'clock, there was a slight movement in the corridor, and the soundproofing effect of the room door was good, only some faint noises were heard, and then there was a sound of closing doors in the opposite side.

Lu Zhiqiao stood up, grabbed the key, and rushed out the door.

There was a sensor light in the corridor. She faced the chilly draughts and came to door 902. She raised her palm and patted hard twice. Her palms were a bit numb, and when she was about to shout, the door opened, and a tall figure appeared in her sight. .

"Qi Yan..."

Lu Zhiqiao was startled and murmured.

Qi Yan's face was pale, her expression was very haggard, her eyelids were half drooped, and her long black hair draped in a mess. Her eyes were dull and hollow, but she suddenly had a look at Lu Zhiqiao at the moment she saw Lu Zhiqiao, and she gradually glowed. .

She swooped over and hugged Lu Zhiqiao with great strength.

Lu Zhiqiao only felt that he was being strangled by the steel wire, so tight that he could not move at all, he muffled in his throat, did not speak or push away, raised his hand to embrace Qi Yan's waist, and put his ears against her face.

"Joe..."

The voice is slightly hoarse and very low.

Lu Zhiqiao responded softly: "Well, I'm here."

She would say the same, learning what Qi Yan once said to herself. Because this simple three-word response is enough to be reassuring.

"Jojo—"

"here I am."

Qi Yan didn't speak any more.

There is a long silence, time seems to be frozen, and the temperature of each other is clear and real. After hugging for a while, Lu Zhiqiao patted her on the back: "Go in."

After a brief release, the two entered the house holding each other's arms. Lu Zhiqiao changed his shoes, took Qi Yan and sat on the sofa, got up and poured a glass of water, as if he were at his own home.

Sitting down, she took the initiative to hold Qi Yan's hand, which was actually cold, and she was busy wrapping her hands to warm her up.

Qi Yan didn't drink any water, and broke free of his hand, sticking around like a magnet, and said dullly: "Don't move, let me hold you."

Lu Zhiqiao stopped moving immediately.

This time Qi Yan didn't hug too tightly, as if boneless, slumped softly in Lu Zhiqiao's arms and closed his eyes.

Faint eyes, scarlet blood...

She trembled all over, opened her eyes sharply, and hugged Lu Zhiqiao more tightly, her face buried on the side of the person's neck, and her deep breath trembled.

Lu Zhiqiao felt it for himself. He subconsciously wrapped Qi Yan's waist and gently patted her back to comfort him. He wanted to ask something, but opened his mouth but couldn't say it. For a while, there were thousands of thoughts in his heart.

Everyone has a fragile side, and Qi Yan also has it, but this person is too radiant, confident and free, covering up those small negative emotions. Or maybe, she just didn't see it. For example, when she was alone, such as late at night, she would think and have nightmares, so what about Qi Yan?

She thought she would never be sad, never sad, never show any negative energy.

But today, she caught sight of it unexpectedly. The Qi Yan that had been built in her heart collapsed, and the new Qi Yan came out of it.

It is no longer the perfect symbol in her mind, but more real, closer to her, so close to her, within reach.

"A student jumped off the building today." Qi Yan's muffled voice came from the side of his neck.

Lu Zhiqiao was startled slightly: "Well, Niuniu told me."

There was a slight sob.

Lu Zhiqiao's back stiffened, his throat slid unconsciously, and her arms tightened around Qi Yan's waist. She was a little flustered, and wanted to say something, but Qi Yan continued to speak.

Explain clearly what happened at the school in the afternoon.

The girl who jumped from the building died without rescue. A few minutes before her death, she was insulted by the mathematics teacher Xu Shoukui in front of her classmates. At that time, Qi Yan happened to pass by and saw her sincerely.

"I saw her die in front of me with my own eyes."

"Blood a lot."

"If I went in and interfered..." Qi Yan choked up, tears streaming down his eyes.

She thinks so, but she knows that it is impossible. Class 7 is not the class she teaches. What can she interfere with? Xu Shoukui may not pay attention to her either. Along the way, Qi Yan persuaded herself like this, but as long as she thought of the girl's resentful eyes and the scarlet blood on the ground, she felt as if she was also guilty.

Why does she go to the playground to bask in the sun? Why go through that corridor? Why should she be seen?

If she walked the other way, down one floor or up one floor, if she didn't stop and went straight away, she would not have witnessed that scene with her own eyes, nor would she face the tragedy and crime.

The girl’s dying eyes seemed to say to her: Teacher, why don’t you help me...

Qi Yan twitched and cried bitterly.

No matter how ordinary people have experienced such a scene, they are afraid that they will leave a lifetime shadow, and even those who are in the audience can get goose bumps.

Lu Zhiqiao hugged Qi Yan, his arms trembled uncontrollably, and a sorrow gradually surged in his flustered eyes, his eyes seemed to penetrate the time and he returned to the distant past. She was actually not afraid to hear such things, she had even experienced it personally, but the way was different, but the ending was the same.

It was a thorn buried in her heart, and it hurts when touched.

So at the moment she felt the same, and understood the fear and powerlessness. When the grief faded, her heart shook fiercely, and it hurt.

"Qi Yan..." She yelled softly, her ears pressed against Qi Yan's face, "It's not your fault, and it's nothing to do with you. You just passed by. It just happens that the girl is not your student. If you feel guilty and blame yourself, It is tantamount to letting go of the real murderer. Why?"

I don't know whether it is comforting Qi Yan or comforting myself.

Thinking of the last time, Qi Yan told himself that Xu Shoukui insulted his daughter in court, which is probably the same. Her poor baby could bear everything, so obedient and obedient, and refused to tell her when she was wronged, her heart was broken when she heard it.

Some teachers are teachers, and some teachers are beasts.

If my daughter hadn't met Qi Yan, that little heart couldn't hold too much grievance, there was nowhere to talk, no one understood, is it impulsive that she will choose to end her life like the girl today.

She couldn't imagine that she would collapse.

"I know...I know..." Qi Yan gasped, his eyes flushed, "But the child who was fine in the first few minutes suddenly disappeared, and he still died in front of me, I—"

"You think you couldn't stop it, you are guilty, are you?" Lu Zhiqiao asked calmly.

Qi Yan stiffened and said nothing.

With a soft, silky black hair exuding a faint fragrance, Lu Zhiqiao raised his hand and stroked her hair, and said in a warm voice: "Last time you said that Niuniu was scolded by the math teacher. It was very sad that you were crying alone in the stairwell. Comfort her, take her to play...think about it, if you didn't do that, it might be Niuniu who had an accident today."

"You indirectly saved Niuniu's life, and you also saved my life. After all, you are a mortal, and you don't have the ability to reach the sky. You have used up the number of times you have saved people in this life, and it is a violation of the rules to save it."

Qi Yan paused, sniffed lightly, and raised his head to look at her: "Your fate?"

With red and swollen eyes and embarrassed tears on his face, Lu Zhiqiao couldn't help but stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, and smiled indifferently: "If Niuniu jumps, I will jump too."

"Bah, baah!" Qi Yan slapped her hand away, and frowned fiercely. "What are you talking about? How can you curse yourself like this."

"It's symbiosis, not a curse."

"I won't let you have an accident!" Qi Yan said in a nasal voice, nervously grabbing her with both hands.

Lu Zhiqiao looked at her quietly and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Qi Yan."

"…Um?"

"You are a good teacher, you are so kind, and you love your students so much, not just Niuniu, you love everyone in Class 1 and 2 of junior high school." As he said, he took out his hand and gently smoothed her eyebrows.

"Niuniu is very lucky to meet such a good teacher like you."

The touch of the fingertips on his forehead was slightly hot, and he gently and carefully stroked the twisted emotions, Qi Yan subconsciously drilled into Lu Zhiqiao's arms, buried his face against her shoulders, and smelled the familiar "Artemis" smell on her body. Suddenly, she felt exhausted, she just wanted to turn herself into a pool of spring|water and melt into her gentle homeland.

Lu Zhiqiao also opened his arms and greeted Qi Yan unscrupulously.

The warm yellow light was warm, and the shadows of the two cuddling each other fell softly, and the air became warmer. Qi Yan's breathing was a bit heavy, and all the heat was vomited on her shoulder|neck, and then he felt the person tremble and found the familiar feeling again, so he became more and more adept.

"Don't send me a good person card." She muttered in a dull voice.

Lu Zhiqiao smiled and followed her: "Okay."

As he spoke, Qi Yan's long hair was entangled with his fingertips, and his trembling became more frequent and intense.

Thinking that Qi Yan was going to take the opportunity to do something, but didn't want to, this person just flirted with her and teased her.

"I went to the police station to make a transcript in the afternoon. In addition to me, a trainee teacher I brought also saw it, and she saw it before me. She was the first witness. She was terribly scared than me. She might need to see a psychologist. "Qi Yan sighed, put down the cup, and then softly fell into the arms of the person next to him.

Lu Zhiqiao’s hanging heart had long been put down, and now she raised it again. She held Qi Yan, adjusted the person’s center of gravity so as not to press her x, and wrung her eyebrows worriedly: "You also see a psychiatrist, after all. thing…"

Halfway through the conversation, choked.

At that time, I didn't know how I survived, no one intervened, and no one comforted, all on my own.

But she has no face to be comforted.

Don't live by committing sins by yourself.

"No." Qi Yan wanted to lean on her, but he held up a little weight to prevent the pain, and then raised his head, raising his eyebrows casually: "You are my psychiatrist."

So soft, comfortable, and sensitive.

Lu Zhiqiao: "..."

Forget it, just let it go.

If it weren't for this person's experience of the shadows, how could she be so indulgent, so blatantly licking tofu, she would have to slap the past-very light kind.

Although her emotions gradually returned to calm, there were still lingering fears in her heart. Qi Yan was fragile at the moment. She didn't think about deliberately mopping oil. She really just couldn't help herself. Holding Lu Zhiqiao could feel more at ease, the kind of feeling that someone can rely on and someone understands herself. Enchanted her.

Qiaoqiao indulged her and followed her, she also understood.

So she must know the scale even more, not too much.

Qi Yan relied on Lu Zhiqiao’s x for a while, sat up reluctantly, poured himself a glass of water, drank half of it, and said, “I don’t know how the school will deal with this matter... I hope Xu Shoukui will be severely punished. Good parents can sue him so that he will not be able to teach in his life, so as not to harm other students."

She rubbed her eyes as she spoke. They were a little sore and swollen, and they were uncomfortably swollen.

Seeing this, Lu Zhiqiao frowned and quickly got up and went to the bathroom.

There are two towels hanging on the shelf, one for Qi Yan, red, and one for her, blue. She took the red one, turned on the faucet to wet it, wringed it out, and folded it twice.

The person was still rubbing her eyes, Lu Zhiqiao stepped forward and took her hand away, and reprimanded softly: "Don't rub it, the more you rub it, the more uncomfortable it will be. I'll apply it to you."

Qi Yan squinted his eyes, before he could open them, he was covered by a towel by Lu Zhiqiao. The entire eyes were instantly cold and very refreshing.

"Lean on." Lu Zhiqiao pulled another pillow over and put it behind her waist, "Wait later and then apply heat."

"good."

Qi Yan was obedient and leaned back against the back of the sofa.

When darkness fell, unable to perceive the surrounding environment, an unspeakable fear gradually surged, and the girl lying on the ground flashed through her mind, those eyes, dazzling blood...

She took off the towel, opened her eyes and sat up, panting with her mouth open, her breathing a little short.

"What's the matter?" Lu Zhiqiao hurriedly grabbed her hand.

Qi Yan gasped for a few breaths, turned his head, his lips moved, and he wanted to say nothing, before he said for a while: "You hold me."

Lu Zhiqiao hugged her without saying a word.

The towel covered his eyes again, and Qi Yan was lying in Lu Zhiqiao's arms peacefully, still thinking of the scenes he saw in the afternoon, but he was not as scared as he was just now.

A strand of silky hair fell on Lu Zhiqiao’s hand, she hooked it up and twisted it twice, and then slid it away naturally. Repeatedly, she pinched the tip of her hair and gently stroked the back of the two people’s interlocking hands from her hand. Little by little, it slipped onto Qi Yan's hand, itchy.

The person in her arms moved, and pinched her fingers, snorted softly between her nose, and smiled.

Lu Zhiqiao also laughed.

After the hot and cold compresses, Qi Yan's eyes are much more comfortable, and his body and mind are completely relaxed, and his sleepiness is overwhelming. She covered her mouth and yawned, and said, "So sleepy."

It was less than nine o'clock, and she usually didn't go to bed so early. This afternoon, she was nervous and very tired. Now she relaxes and wants to sleep.

Lu Zhiqiao gently combed her hair with his fingers, and said softly: "Take a bath, sleep well, don't think about anything, ask for a leave from school tomorrow." After that, he couldn't help but want to kiss her hair.

But held back.

Thinking of something, he pursed his lips and added: "I will go to the company to submit a report tomorrow morning, and then I can come back to rest. I will accompany you."

She whispered softly, flying across Qi Yan's heart like feathers, itchy and warm.

Qi Yan grabbed her hand, combed his fingers and buckled in, "I'm scared alone."

"Didn't I say to accompany you?"

"night."

Lu Zhiqiao was taken aback for a moment, and he looked around and found that the house was really empty and big. I saw something like that during the day, but at night, I could not sleep alone. She groaned: "If you don't want to live with me, you sleep with Niuniu."

The daughter's bed is 1.5 meters wide and it is also a double bed, which is more than enough for two people.

Qi Yan stiffened, let go of her fingers, and sat up: "Can't you sleep with you?"

If Qi Yan had said this in the past, Lu Zhiqiao would definitely ignore her as if she had a crooked mind and scheming ghosts. But now looking at Qi Yan's eyes, the pupils were completely lost and still a little faint. Her heart was inexplicably sore, and she couldn't take care of other messy thoughts, soft as cotton.

"Ugh-"

Lu Zhiqiao sighed and said helplessly: "Yes. But only sleep, don't move..."

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