Hello, Teacher

[Chinese teacher x PE teacher]

At the entrance to No. 1 High School, Ning Shu saw one of her students being held up by a tough-looking guy.

The man wore a floral shirt and sunglasses, had a dragon tattooed on his arm, and leaned against a motorcycle with a cigarette between his lips.

Ning Shu rushed over, grabbed the student, and ran, scolding him as she went. "Why are you hanging around with people like that?"

"No, Teacher..."

Ning Shu cut him off. "No what? That guy obviously looks like bad news."

"No, Teacher..."

Ning Shu: "No what? Have you finished your homework? Can you recite the lesson?"

"No, Teacher!"

Ning Shu: "Get out on the track and run laps!"

That afternoon, Ning Shu saw the newly transferred PE teacher on the sports field.

His white shirt covered his arms completely. Beneath his gold-rimmed glasses, his features were handsome and refined, and his voice was as gentle as jade. Standing in the sunlight, he greeted her warmly. "Hello, Teacher Ning."

Ning Shu fell silent for a moment, then couldn't help reminding him: "Your tattoo... it's showing through."

Yan Qiao: "..."

A moment later, he took off his glasses. "It's fucking hard to look like a decent person."

P.S. Teachers aren't allowed to have tattoos, and that's explained in the story.

After the Reunion has begun.

Han Ting is a police officer who has transferred back to her hometown. She was walking down the street with a colleague.

Her colleague pointed to a man in the distance. "Half the women on this street want to marry him. He's rich, handsome, and really masculine. Take a look. Do you like him? I can set you two up."

Han Ting said, "Sure, let's go see."

She walked closer, and nearly spat up blood. Wasn't that the ex-boyfriend she'd "used and dumped"?

She remembered the last time she'd seen him. She'd told the boy in his school uniform that she'd never liked him, and had only been playing around.

She'd walked away without looking back, and was gone for eight years.

With that debt of love weighing on her, Han Ting was afraid he'd hack her to death. She lifted a leg, ready to run.

The man took the cigarette from his lips and glanced at her. "Didn't you say you wanted to take a look?"

Theme: Silkworms weave until they die, and candles burn until their tears are spent.