Background music, Zhang Yunjing "Preference"
High school:
"Teacher Xiao Tang, will you fall in love in college?"
"It's hard to say. This kind of thing depends on fate."
"Then why don't you wait until I come back to talk?"
"Well, Teng Jianzhen, are you not normal today? I don't have your spirit of 'why do we call home before the Xiongnu is destroyed'? Besides, why do you still get together for this kind of thing?"
(Void yesterday, now you are in front of me, I want to love, please give me a chance)
University:
"Teacher Xiao Tang, have you slept? I just finished writing this paper and I'm so tired."
"No, I was just about to call you. I've been very depressed recently. Although I know there are some dark sides, I really want to curse people today..."
"Haha, I'm almost used to it. Come on, come on, let Mr. Teng comfort you."
(I don't regret it. I am sure. I won't dodge. I have to do it. I won't listen, but I still want to love. Love harder. Let you understand)
In the human world:
"Fuck, Teng Jianzhen, why are you peeling apples again? How come you still have this habit after so many years? Come and help, don't you see there are so many things on my hands?"
"Uh, smile! Just leave it at the door. I'll be done soon."
"Go away, don't say I know you..."
"Honey, I was wrong, come right away..."
(If I am wrong, I will bear it. I believe you are the answer. I am not afraid of anyone laughing at my extreme)
"Auntie, I know you are sad now, but I really don't want to lie to you, I love him."
"Dad, I beg you, can I kneel down and beg you..."
(I said I won't dodge, I have to do this. I won't listen, but I still love, love harder, let you understand)
"Do you know how many years I have been waiting for this sentence? I know we are not good at expressing ourselves, but if you can do this to me, I will never give up."
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"Teacher Xiao Tang, I have a question about this issue?"
"Why don't you remove the fine print? I've been a teacher for almost twelve years."
Picture: A certain beauty is holding an anthology of Tang poems and knocking on the man in front of her. . . . . . . . . . . . . .
(There is no other way to go. You decide whether you want to accompany me, listen or not, prefer me, rely on me to feel love, wait for your dependence, and prefer you)