Four Seasons

Chapter 23

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The sun is the yellow of sweet corn.

The blue sky is cloudless and boundless.

Butterflies flew over the flowers and plants beside the school path.

The school road is densely covered with green trees.

The sun-dappled shadows are right under your feet.

A pair of maroon Mary Jane shoes and a pair of white pure leather flat mules were on the school path, with Shi Ci and Tang Zuo walking alternately shoulder to shoulder.

"How is he?" Shi Ci spoke first.

"Professor Shi." Tang Zhuo stared at their shadows on the road, "If Shi Hai can develop a good habit of reviewing, he doesn't need too much time for tutoring."

"It depends on his willingness." Shi Ci said.

Tang Zuo twitched the corner of his lip slightly, still keeping his head down.

"You explained it very well and carefully, and he can accept it." Shi Ci thought that maybe the last time the amount of 100,000 was too much for her to accept. She didn't know how much amount would be enough for Tang Zhuo to accept without pressure.

"Well," Tang Zhuo finally raised his head, "We can give Shi Hai two months of tutoring first, four hours a week. I will also supervise him on WeChat... If he can stick to it, there will be no need to..."

"Then just make up for four months, until the exam in December." Shi Ci continued with a smile.

Tang Zuo was slightly stunned and carefully thought about her words.

She still wanted to help herself.

“Then…then…” She felt a little embarrassed again.

"Is it settled then? The tuition fee for one hour is three hundred or five hundred?"

Tang Zuo was shocked. "One hundred will be fine."

Shi Ci frowned in confusion, "No."

"Don't give me more. This is enough." Tang Zuo's scalp tightened when she thought of the one hundred thousand yuan and five zeros.

Shi Ci looked at her and smiled, "At least two hundred, right?"

"Please listen to me," Tang Zuo said, not realizing that her cheeks had turned pink, "otherwise I really won't be able to tutor Shi Hai."

He hesitated for a moment.

She didn't know the situation of Tang Zuo's debt, and she couldn't ask her directly. According to what she said, it would be 6,000 to 7,000 yuan. Is this really enough

Tang Zhao was wearing the simplest white T-shirt and jeans. From the time she met her until now, she had only seen her wear this pair of shoes and that pair of imitation canvas shoes, not to mention the pair of black high heels that didn't fit her feet.

Such a beautiful girl has such poor material conditions.

She is so strong, motivated and hardworking, she deserves to be loved and pampered.

Shi Haidu is much more spoiled than her.

"Is this all right?" Shi Ci asked.

Tang Zhao knew what she meant. In fact, with her summer salary, the tuition fees given to her by Shi Ci, and the scholarship she would receive at the end of the semester, she should be able to pay off the money she owed to her uncle's family before the end of next semester.

The food and living expenses next semester may be very tight.

But just stick with it through this semester.

It was already much better than her worst situation.

The heavy mountain that had been weighing on her was about to be lifted. She seemed to feel the relief of the coming day. She raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Well, you have helped me a lot. Thank you."

Shi Ci couldn't help but laugh too.

But I sighed in my heart.

They continued walking.

Large white clouds floated in the sky, and the whole sky looked like a sky-blue tablecloth with spilled milk. The spots of sunlight on the school road jumped lively onto the soles of shoes.

Tang Zuo realized belatedly that Shi Ci had been following her.

She looked straight ahead, and then a little higher, she saw Shi Ci's neck and shoulders. She was wearing a white chiffon sleeveless shirt with a waistband and gray-blue wide-leg pants.

Long slender legs, white skin without sweat.

Even when she wears flat shoes, she is much taller than herself. This type of flat-soled mule slippers is very common, but she wears it in a unique and cool feminine way.

Is he sending himself back

Tang Zuo wanted to ask a question.

But then I thought, what if it’s not the case

But if not, why come out specially

Oh, it’s about Shi Hai.

But now she had finished talking, and she was still walking with him, almost reaching the dormitory.

The temperature is so high now, around two o'clock in the afternoon, that even the wind blowing on my cheeks is hot.

Shi Ci was well-maintained, and she didn't look over 30, at most she was 25 or 26. However, Tang Zhuo had seen her senior sisters and the famous beautiful professors in the academy, and it seemed that none of them had such brilliance as her.

"So will the tutoring start tomorrow?" Shi Ci suddenly asked.

"Oh, I'm afraid not. I have other work tomorrow." Tang Zuo said a little embarrassedly.

"What kind of job is that? Still a supermarket flyer?"

Tang Zhuo was surprised by the rare and obvious serious tone in Shi Ci's voice. She was not good at lying, so she blurted out, "No, it's not... it's Senior Sister's flower..."

Shi Ci raised his eyebrows.

Tang Zhuo reacted in time, "I will go to help my senior sister later and tomorrow."

She lowered her eyes somewhat guiltily.

Shi Ci looked at her shiny black hair and chuckled.

Tang Zuo looked up at her hesitantly, and looked into Shi Ci's eyes.

The sunlight filtering through the shade of the trees was bright and slightly blinding, and the wind was rustling.

The few seconds they stared at each other seemed to stand still in time.

Shi Ci's eyes were like the sea, and there was something in those eyes that spread over him as softly as gentle waves.

Tang Zuo had never had this feeling.

In fact, every time Shi Ci gave her a feeling she had never experienced before, it was beyond her ability to cope with.

She was still confused by the look in his eyes, but she already felt the warmth in her heart.

There was also care, and even some emotions that she couldn't identify.

The next second, she suddenly realized that maybe Shi Ci knew that the flowers were sent by her...

After this moment, Tang Zhao truly realized his shyness and was a little at a loss, "Then..."

You can’t say “Just drop me off here.”

What if it’s not

"I'm going back to the dormitory, Professor Shi..." Tang Zuo stared at his toes.

What would she say

"Well, okay." Shi Ci's voice came from above his head.

that's all

Tang Zhuo was stunned for a moment and was about to say, "Goodbye then,"

Hearing Shi Ci say again, "Didn't I say that before?"

Tang Zuo looked up again in confusion.

What did you say

Shi Ci looked at her and smiled.

Tang Zuo was a little dazed.

It seemed that every time they met and talked, Shi Ci would smile at her. Tang Zhuo once again sighed at the beauty of Shi Ci's eyes, the smile seemed to emanate from her eyes.

"Didn't I tell you before," Shi Ci repeated, "that you don't have to call me Professor Shi?"

Didn’t you say you can call me Sister Shi

This is the subtext.

It was as if the hot sunlight penetrated through the dense shade of the trees and suddenly fell on Tang Zuo's naked face. His face turned red, his eyes dodged here and there, and finally could only disappear into the ground.

A flustered little bird.

He was not at all as calm and confident as he was when he was tutoring with Shi Hai just now.

Shi Ci had mixed feelings. He was enjoying himself and laughing at himself, but he couldn't help but tease her.

This girl has had a hard life, and we should treat her more seriously.

But the young girl’s blushing face is really touching, like a flower bud that is about to bloom.

If she wanted, she could take the bud for herself, wait for it to bloom, and grab its fruit.

But she can't.

Loving flowers but not picking them may be a better choice and a more mature behavior.

But…

Shi Ci looked at the young girl's back as she ran away in panic, the sunlight cruelly soaking through her milky white slender legs, like a slow-motion world, locking himself in it.

Shi Ci sighed softly.

You shouldn't have said that.

Why can’t I help it

Tang Zuo ran all the way into the dormitory building and closed the door. Her heart was pounding in her chest, absolutely because she was running so fast.

The dormitory without air conditioning was stuffy, and the hot wind swept in from the balcony and brushed her cheeks.

She was the only child of her parents, and when they were both alive, she didn't feel lonely. But during that period when she was at a loss, she hoped very much that she had a brother or sister who could support her.

If she had a sister...

If she had...

There was no specific image before, but now...

If it was a sister like Professor Shi...

Strange, chaotic emotions seem to be suspended in the air, rootless, tangible, but impossible to grasp.

The only thing that was certain was that she almost yelled out loud just now. And, she was a little jealous of Shi Hai.

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