At 10:30 in the evening, one-on-one small lessons in the classroom.
"Any more questions?"
"Teacher, I seem to really like you, what should I do?"
For three months, Tang Sishui seemed to have exhausted all his tricks, but still failed to catch him.
For three months, Ji Zhoutong seemed to have exhausted all his tricks before he could resist agreeing to her pursuit.
Ji Zhoutong seemed to have won, but also seemed to have lost.
The day before the farewell, the class organized an activity where everyone said something from their heart to the teacher. The scene got out of control for a while, and most of the girls burst into tears.
It was Tang Sishui's turn. She stood up and looked at Ji Zhoutong.
"Teacher, you have only been our teacher for three months, but I will never forget these three months in my life. It is not because of how good you are in teaching or how handsome you are, but because I have been chasing you for so long, but you have rejected me again and again. I am confused, why on earth? Just because you are my teacher? Don't say that I am still young and have a long way to go. That's how I am. I'm short-sighted, I'm living in the moment, you're single and I'm single, why can't we be together? You never said you didn't like me, and if you had, I wouldn't have bothered you for so long. Today's graduation may be the last time we see each other. I've always felt that you like me. Either you say you don't like me in front of the whole class, or you just promise me, I don't want to leave any regrets."