"Teacher, do you know that I like you?"
"I know."
"Then why?"
"Teacher, preaching and practicing are the most important thing."
When they first met, she fell in love with her indifferent and cold demeanor, as if she didn't care about anything, but she really fell in love with her. Shen Yu had liked Yu Yao from the first time he met her. Even though there was a teenage gap, she would approach her without hesitation, like approaching a person's abyss.
Yu Yao still felt that if she had never softened her heart, rejected her every time, never said to her: "Take your time, I will wait for you.", Never touched the child's warm cheek in that long and cold winter, and never opened his arms to hug her, things would not have developed to such an irreversible point. Such a good child, a child she loved so much, how could she be willing to let her go.
"Teacher, will you remember me like that?"
"No, you said you wouldn't leave."
Three years later, Shen Yu still wrapped himself in his thickest down jacket early in the morning. When he was a student, he usually stood on time next to the small cabinet with "Yu Yao" written on it on the first floor of the teaching building. "Here?" After class, Yu Yao raised her eyebrows when she saw the familiar figure, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. The complete tone should be: Why are you here?
"Teacher, do you remember that I told you that the mint-flavored lipstick you gave me that year was sweet?"
"Teacher, have any students pursued you in the past few years?"
"No."
"Who said that I haven't been pursuing you?"
"Yeah."