Don't Let the World Grow Old

In September, the cicadas chirped and the heat wave broke out. On the roster of Class 1 (5), Senior High School, No. 1 Middle School, the word "Memorial" was clearly marked with "Special Enrollment". Jiang Man rubbed the file repeatedly, remembering the news that the girl who had missed military training was undergoing surgery in the hospital, and her fingertips unconsciously made wrinkles on the paper. Until the late autumn when the ginkgo dyed gold, Memorial with a high ponytail ran into the classroom holding her textbooks. The sunlight stretched her shadow very long: "Teacher Jiang, I will study literature in the future." I remember the first time I met Jiang Man on a Saturday. On that day, Jiang Man wore a waterfall of black hair and stood on the podium in a light yellow dress. The warm-colored skirt blended with the autumn colors outside the window. When Memorial looked up at her, he felt that the person on the podium was as beautiful as a painting, but he didn't know that the sudden acceleration of his heartbeat in his chest had already been a foreshadowing of fate. Every morning after that, Xiu Jiu shuttled between the classroom and the office with his history homework, taking out quizzes and analyzing test papers. His slender figure always swayed wherever Jiang Man looked. Chalk dust fell on the podium, and a white light suddenly exploded in front of my eyes while I was holding my hand on the blackboard to write my question. She fell into Jiang Man's arms that smelled of sandalwood. The teacher's fingertips gently wiped away the cold sweat on her forehead, but she didn't know that the girl's hot cheeks hid a deeper throbbing. Until the rainy night when my grandma passed away, I remembered to swallow the whole bottle of pills. Outside the rescue room, Chen Min slapped her daughter's pale face hard with her trembling hands, "You want to die. What good will it do to you? It's becoming more and more outrageous to commemorate you!" Jiang Man suddenly stood in front of the girl, becoming the only ray of light in her dark world. When the memory slowly woke up in the ward, a moist kiss fell on Jiang Man's trembling lips, and the two broken souls hugged each other tightly in the morning light. During the summer vacation of the first year of high school when the cicadas were at their peak, the secret feelings turned into an eternal agreement. "I will accompany you to the doctor, and I will accompany you in the days to come." "Okay..." "If I am still in your class after the classes are divided, then the two of us will continue to be together." Jiu Jiu cried and held Jiang Man's hand. Destiny favored this pair of lovers. When they were divided into classes in the second year of high school, Meimei not only stayed in Jiang Man's class, but also became the representative and monitor of the Chinese class. They discussed the text in the morning light and sorted out the lesson plans in the dusk. Chalk dust and the sound of heartbeats intertwined into their own secret. Jiang Man's mother passed away suddenly. When she was attending funeral arrangements at the Haicheng Hotel, she learned of Jiang Man's tragic life experience. She choked with tears when she called Chen Min on the phone: "I just found out that she was carrying her gambling brother alone..." Chen Min also began to feel sorry for this little girl who was working alone in the field, and their forbidden love was accepted. On New Year's Eve, when the good news of Baoyan came at the same time as the New Year's bell, Jiang Man put a diamond ring on her finger to commemorate it in the presence of relatives and friends at home. The fireworks outside the window were brilliant, reflecting their faces smiling at each other - all the waiting and perseverance turned into the sweetest wine at this moment. Many years later, a soft childish voice "Mom, little mom" rang out in the house, and Nuan Nuan staggered towards them holding the drawing paper. In the painting, three people are walking hand in hand on a road full of flowers, and the sunshine always stays between their eyes and eyebrows as they look at each other and smile - the love that has transcended prejudice and suffering has finally grown into the warmest form. Food guide Teacher-student love, HE, sweet. The early stage is campus and the later stage is city. Daily life after multiple marriages is sweet and boring. History teacher×Chinese teacher There is a nine-year age difference, and the same-sex marriage is possible. The main text is over, now comes the extras. The two of them didn't do anything until the protagonist came of age! 1V1 Shuangjie The copywriting has been changed a bit, so I don't know if you will be comfortable with it. Concept: True love can transcend everything