The words “Long time no see” had barely left their lips at the blind date when they crossed paths again behind the lectern in Class 7, Grade 11.
Gu Shiyun's lesson plans were always as neat as a worked-out formula, while Xu Yanxi's notes on the board were full of lively, unexpected ideas. Under the light of their shared office, one quietly slipped cold medicine onto the other's desk; another pushed over a coffee with two sugars.
The cheers at sports day mingled with the evening breeze. Rain on a research trip had soaked the same umbrella they shared, and the students' teasing was like pebbles tossed into a lake. Gu Shiyun lost focus watching Xu Yanxi talk with a foreign teacher, while Xu Yanxi ran a hand over the contest certificate Gu Shiyun had won in college, his fingers growing warm
Some answers don't need to be written into a lesson plan. In every morning and evening they spend side by side, they slowly take shape.
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