"Brother Bei, big news!" Yu Xixi rushed into my office with inexplicable excitement on his face, "I just came down from the Academic Affairs Office upstairs, guess who I saw?"
After typing the last paragraph, I pulled the document to the front, and checked again for formatting and typos.
"Who? Is Habermas here?" It would be really big news if the most influential philosophical master of his time could come to Qingwan University.
Yu Xixi instantly calmed down: "That's not true." She glanced outside the door and bowed her body, "Shang Lu is here."
"Shang Lu?" I was stunned for a moment, and I quickly figured out why he came here—Shang Muxiao was going to drop out of school, why did he, a father, have to come to school.
Yu Xixi's face was full of intoxication: "Up close, she's tough and handsome, not like a fifty-fifty man at all, but her style is still the same. Sure enough, time has never defeated a beauty..." Halfway through, she suddenly woke up, patted her mouth, be careful Observing my face, I said, "Bei, Brother Bei... Should I ask him in front of you?"
"Why?" Although I'm a little bit upset when I hear his name right now, it's almost PTSD, but I don't deliberately ask people not to talk about his name.
She thought for a while and said, "Why is it also Shang Muxiao's father, how embarrassing is he talking?"
"It's okay, I'm not embarrassed."
She observed my expression and seemed to be carefully discerning whether I was really not embarrassed.
At this moment, there was a light knock on the door, Yu Xixi and I looked up, turned back, and looked over at the same time. When we saw Shang Lu appearing at the door of the office, Gu both froze. Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, was mentioning him, he actually appeared.
"Is it convenient?" Shang Lu asked.
Yu Xixi looked at me nervously as if he was facing a great enemy in an instant, and silently asked, "What should I do?"
I am much calmer than her. Come here, what else can I do? It's not always possible to drive people out. Immediately signaled her to leave first, leaving me and Shang Lu to talk.
Yu Xixi looked worried, but didn't say anything in the end, nodded and wiped Shang Lu out of the office. Until the door slowly closed, she could still see her figure who couldn't stop looking in.
"Please take a seat." I stood up and beckoned Shang Lu to sit on the sofa, "Tea or coffee?"
He walked to the sofa: "Coffee, thank you."
I don't drink much coffee, and I only have the most common instant coffee in the tea cabinet, which probably won't suit his taste. But he came to me, and he knew with his knees that he was not for coffee, so why should I care whether he liked it or not? He might not drink at all.
"I haven't officially apologized to you during the New Year." Shang Lu's voice sounded slowly behind him, "I sleep lightly, and sometimes I sleep in the guest room when I come back late. No one told me that there was a guest that day. I thought you were Nian Nian, how offended, I'm really sorry."
The water temperature rises little by little, and the switch automatically jumps after boiling.
"I suddenly appeared at Mr. Shang's house. I was the one who offended me." I poured hot water into the coffee cup, stirred it well, and put two sugar cubes on the tray. I turned around and walked towards the sofa with the coffee.
Shang Lu got up to take it and said, "Thank you." After that, as I thought, he didn't touch the cup of coffee until the end of the conversation.
"Mr. Shang came to me today just to apologize to me?" I sat down opposite him and asked.
"It's not deliberate." Shang Lu leaned back and said with a bit of dignity, "You should know, my son who is not good enough is planning to drop out of school."
I didn't have many surprises. I nodded lightly and said, "I know. He said he was going to do what he really liked."
Shang Lu sneered: "What I really like..."
That tone did not seem to be an objection to Shang Muxiao dropping out of school to pursue his dreams, but more like wondering how Shang Muxiao could have "something he really likes". Even, he may not think that Shang Muxiao really understands what "true liking" is.
He was looking down at his young child with an adult arrogance. Neither give sufficient patient instruction, nor stingy with reasonable care.
"Once you have no worries about food and clothing, the child will start all kinds of nonsense. When he was so old, I was busy all day for food and clothing, raising my wife and children, getting up in the morning for four years, and finishing work until midnight. So good. I can’t even dream of going to college. He’s so good, if he doesn’t read it, he won’t read it.” Shang Lu looked tired, “I told Yunrou that she spoiled her brother because she spoiled him too much. Do not believe."
As a teacher, of course I don't want students to drop out of school, but I also cannot agree with Shang Lu's attitude.
Even though... Shang Muxiao was indeed suspected of being spoiled.
"It's never too late to study, but what you want to do can't be done anytime." I held my crutches and said bluntly, "Just like Mr. Shang, we are welcome to come to our school to study at this age. But if you go to professional motorcycle competitions, it should not be very good."
Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked a little surprised: "You speak for him? I thought you two broke up."
"Breaking up doesn't mean I have to stand against him."
"No wonder every year says you're funny."
"Mr. Fang is also very interesting."
"He blocked his sister."
"What?" The topic jumped a bit. I didn't keep up with his rhythm. I subconsciously understood that Fang Qinian had blocked his sister, but when I thought that Fang Qinian was an orphan, where did the sister come from
Therefore, the "he" in Shang Lu's words can only be Shang Muxiao.
"Shang Muxiao blocked his sister?" I guessed.
Shang Lu nodded: "Reject all possibilities of communication, and threatened not to use a penny from the family. Do you know what this means?"
I looked at him and said nothing.
He continued: "In this house before, no matter how much he and I quarreled and how to go, as long as Yunrou was there, he would come back obediently. Yunrou raised him, protected him, he was his father, he was His mother. Yunrou said what she said. He refused to study finance, Yunrou persuaded him, and he agreed immediately. He refused to work in the company, but Yunrou persuaded him, and he immediately agreed. Yunrou used to be very useful , but now, he no longer listens to her."
No one is born to obey anyone. In the past, Shang Muxiao listened to Shang Yunrou's words like that because there was only Shang Yunrou in his life, and she was the only warmth in his frozen life. He tried his best to please her in order to get her more attention and draw more warmth from her. That's why he reacted so fiercely when he realized that Shang Yunrou might be taken away by others.
"I always thought that your emotions were outside the family and not on the children." To be more precise, he was very self-conscious, "But you actually know everything, knowing that I broke up with Shang Muxiao, Knowing that Shang Muxiao blocked Shang Yunrou... You know everything, and you also know what your son desires, but you never satisfy it, you just blindly let Shang Yunrou be a "remote control", like a remote control The life of Shang Muxiao is controlled like a TV. You don't hate him, you are afraid of him, afraid of taking on the responsibility of being a father."
Shang Lu looked at me quietly and didn't answer for a while. His eyes were dark, and the corners of his mouth were pressed down, looking unhappy.
"You just asked me if I know what this means? I know." A smile appeared on the corner of my lips, "Congratulations, your son has grown up, Mr. Shang."
"boom!"
The door of the office was slammed open recklessly, and Shang Muxiao rushed in in a hurry, glanced at the situation in the room, gasped and stood in front of me.
"Why are you looking for him?" He was like a furry beast, every pore on his body was full of vigilance.
Shang Lu probably didn't like looking up, so he stood up, straightened his clothes that weren't messy, and said, "I don't need your approval for anyone I'm looking for. The application for dropping out has been signed, and you can do whatever you want in the future. I don't even care about you. But you heard me clearly," he approached Shang Muxiao, stared into his eyes, and said word by word, "If you fail, even if you cry and beg me, don't even think about coming back. ."
Shang Muxiao didn't hesitate for a second, and retorted like a conditioned reflex.
"Don't worry, no one will beg you."
Shang Lu declined to comment, lowered his eyes, nodded at me, and strode away with a blank expression.
The door was closed again, and Shang Muxiao stared at the door, as if he wanted to burn it through.
"Why are you here?" I got up and picked up the cup of Shang Lu's untouched coffee, put it aside, and planned to wash it later.
"Your assistant told me." Shang Muxiao said behind him, "What did he tell you?"
"He apologized to me." I walked back to the desk and sat down. "I said that I had admitted the wrong person back in the past year, and I felt ashamed that I had offended me."
He followed: "How did you answer?"
How did you answer
I don't know why: "Of course I forgive him." Is it possible that I have to remember this for the rest of my life
Shang Muxiao's face was full of disbelief: "I apologized so many times for that incident and you didn't forgive me. He apologized to you once and you forgive him?"
After finishing the handout, I looked up at him: "Do you think I'm too lenient with him and too strict with you?"
He pursed his lips and did not speak, but his expression was bright and that was what he felt.
"Because you don't have the heart to apologize." Although I don't think Shang Lu's apology is intentional, but... who cares.
I sent a message to Yu Xixi and told her to go directly to the classroom without waiting for me. Holding up my crutches, I gave Shang Muxiao the things I used in class and asked him to hold it for me.
"I have fifteen minutes to go to class, please send me to the next classroom."
Getting angry, he still followed me out of the office obediently.
Ever since I learned of his identity as a representative of Xiao, it seems like I have cleared the whole body, and I have gradually mastered the trick to control him - a tiger made of paper, fierce on the surface, but in fact, as long as you scratch his chin, he will turn over. Pass your body and expose your belly to you.
Walking one after the other, Shang Muxiao's low voice suddenly sounded in the quiet corridor: "Give me another chance, I won't take you back if you kill me."
It is a pity that many things do not have another chance.
I just pretended that I didn't hear it, didn't look back, and kept walking forward. Went to the door of the classroom, took the handout from him, thanked him, and went in.
When the bell rang, he looked up and saw him again in the back row of the classroom.
I ignored him and went to class as usual.
In the evening, representative Xiao came with information.
[Why doesn't an apology work?]
[Apologize to whom?]
[the person I like.]
[Do you have someone you like?]
[Um. What's the best way to apologize if you did something wrong?]
You can't take shortcuts, you have to think about it yourself.
[That's a pity...]
[?]
[I like you quite a bit, Mr. Xiao.]
[? ? ? ?]