When the bell for class rang again, the classroom instantly became quiet. Si Yajing was also moved by the sincere emotions of the boys and girls in front of her. Her eyes were slightly red. She waved her hand for the last time, said goodbye to the classmates, and then parted the crowd and walked out of the classroom. After taking a few steps, she suddenly heard a gentle voice behind her: "Teacher Si, let me help you move your things, and also send you off on behalf of the students in Class 3."
Several boys immediately responded. Si Yajing turned around and chuckled, "Thank you, everyone. But Wen Liang alone is enough. The teacher only has a few books, not much else. Well, go back and prepare for class. Wen Liang, come with me."
The two walked out of the classroom one after the other. Before they could talk, they ran into Ye Yuting. Ye Yuting was wearing a light white down jacket. The heavy winter clothes could not cover her slender waist. Her straight legs were wrapped in black tight jeans. From a distance, she looked like a snow lotus blooming in the ice and snow. Seeing Si Yajing rushing over, he grabbed her hand and asked anxiously, "I just heard that you want to resign, Yajing, what's going on? Did someone say something unpleasant? Tell me and I'll teach him a lesson for you!"
These words were full of domineering power, Wen Liang secretly praised her, and looked her up and down without hesitation. Ye Yuting was obviously in a hurry, her long hair had just been washed and was slightly messy and draped over her shoulders, her cheeks were flushed, her high chest was rising and falling sharply, her mouth was slightly open, and if you listened carefully, you could hear a burst of tiny gasps from her throat.
Just looking at her temperament, it is hard to imagine that she and Zuo Yuxi are sisters. Wen Liang couldn't help but think of the night when the two of them enjoyed extreme madness. Under the violent collision, Zuo Yuxi's delicate body played a soul-stirring and bone-melting swan song.
His heart instantly warmed up!
Ye Yuting held Si Yajing's hand tightly, her eyes full of love and concern. She and Si Yajing were both good colleagues and close friends. Although they could not talk about everything, they knew each other very well. However, she never expected that in just a few months, this best friend had experienced two major life events: divorce and resignation.
This is an extremely painful choice for any woman!
"Don't worry, Yuting," Si Yajing held Ye Yuting's hand and said with a smile, "I'm fine, I just want to change the environment... After all, there are too many traces of my previous life here, I will feel a little uncomfortable..."
Although Ye Yuting is not as insightful as Zuo Yuxi, she has some of Zuo Jing's genes. She can clearly hear that there is not much sorrow and sadness in Si Yajing's words, but a kind of inner peace and tranquility. She looked at Si Yajing's face in confusion and said, "That's good. In fact, it's good to change the environment... But if you don't become a teacher, what are you going to do?"
Ye Yuting understood Si Yajing's family situation. She was divorced from Pan Guofei and had elderly parents and Tutu to support. It was impossible for her to quit her job and stay at home. Si Yajing subconsciously looked at Wen Liang and said, "I haven't decided yet. Maybe, um, maybe I will start a small business..."
Ye Yuting seemed to have just seen Wen Liang, her face immediately turned cold, and she said, "Is school over now? If you're not going to class, what are you doing following Teacher Si?"
Wen Liang has been bullied and scolded a lot since he didn't follow Ye Yuting's instructions to go back to school on time. He is thick-skinned and doesn't take it to heart. He smiled and said, "I was chosen by my classmates to see Teacher Si off. Teacher Ye, if you send me back, I will let down all the students."
Si Yajing shook her arm and said, "Okay Yuting, I'll ask Wen Liang to help me move some things. You go and do your thing. I'll find you later so we can have a good chat as sisters."
"Okay." Ye Yuting had to go to the teaching and research group meeting later and really didn't have time. She turned her head and stared at Wen Liang and said, "Send Teacher Si home. If you can't complete the task, come back and watch your ears!"
Wen Liang smiled and agreed, saying, "Don't worry, leave Teacher Si to me. I'll take care of anything!"
These words were profound, especially in front of Ye Yuting, adding a bit of excitement to the affair. Si Yajing blushed, not daring to look at Ye Yuting's eyes, and turned away.
Watching Wen Liang chasing after Si Yajing's back, Ye Yuting's brows wrinkled unconsciously, as if she had touched something in that instant, a little empty, a little illusory, and a little unbelievable.
Si Yajing's things were very simple, some books, tea cups, cushions, and small gifts from students, not even a full cardboard box. After leaving the school gate, Si Yajing whispered: "Come to my house tonight, my parents are not here, Tutu always wants to see you..."
Wen Liang put down the box and asked jokingly, "Is it Tutu who wants it, or you?"
Si Yajing's face immediately turned red, and she glared at Wen Liang in a reproachful manner. Her charming eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, and the charming style of the young woman was clearly visible. Wen Liang looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he reached out and held her hand, saying softly, "I won't tease you anymore. It just so happens that I want to draw a picture too. There are also some things in the company that I need to discuss with you."
Si Yajing struggled but failed to break free, so she let him hold her hand and bit her lower lip and said, "I don't know anything, don't delay your business."
"There's really no delay..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a flash of white light in the corner of his eye, and suddenly he became alert. Wen Liang turned his head and saw a black Santana parked on the opposite side of the road, about ten meters away. The window of the driver's seat was rolled down a little, and the lens of the professional SLR camera flashed and disappeared.
This was not the first time that Wen Liang had seen this tattered black Santana (see Volume 3, Chapter 171: A Horse's Life Is Not Easy for Details). The scene of that night came back to his mind, and even through the gray brown glass, he could feel the eerie chill inside the car.
He sent Si Yajing home this time on a whim, so the car must have been parked outside the school for a long time, which basically ruled out the possibility of an accidental encounter. The only thing that was still uncertain was, which faction did he belong to
In just half a year, Uncle Wen has offended too many people!
Wen Liang's mind raced, and he decided not to alert the enemy. Qingzhou at this time was different from the later generations. There were cameras all over the streets. As long as he called Liu Tianlai, he would be able to chase Santana to nowhere. Now, if he smelled something wrong, he would dive into the vast crowd. It would be harder to get him out than having sex seven times a night.
Wen Liang kept his face expressionless, raised his hand, and pointed in the direction of the school gate as if he was doing something else. From a distance, it seemed as if he had just turned back to say something to Si Yajing. The people in the car were silent for a moment, then started the accelerator and drove away slowly.
Si Yajing was confused and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wen Liang glanced at the speeding Santana, his eyes gradually turned cold, he bent down to pick up the box on the ground, and chuckled, "Nothing, let's go, I'll take you home."
Wen Liang didn't get out of the car after dropping her off at the residential building. He made an appointment with Si Yajing to meet at 8pm and took a taxi back to school. When she passed by the office building, she happened to run into Ye Yuting coming out of a meeting, which surprised her.
"Heh, you behaved very well today. I thought you were going to take the opportunity to send Mr. Si off to skip class."
Wen Liang complained: "This is a Chinese version of Pride and Prejudice. Am I that kind of person?"
Ye Yuting is someone who can read the original English version of Pride and Prejudice. According to Wen Liang's statement, wouldn't they be a couple? She immediately scolded him, "What nonsense are you talking about? Have you completed your mission?"
Wen Liang had something on his mind and was in no mood to continue teasing her. He waved his hand casually, squeezed past her, and said with a smile, "I'm busy now. I'll report to Director Ye later."
Ye Yuting sneered and was about to reach out to grab his ear, but she saw that although Wen Liang was smiling, his brows were quietly gathered together, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes seemed clearer and deeper than usual. A stern and sharp aura came from his body, which made people shudder.
For the first time, Ye Yuting stopped and stared blankly at Wen Liang's back as he walked away. Her mind was in a mess and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Is this the other him? Is this the Wenliang that Yuxi never forgot, regarded as a close friend, and obeyed his every word
As sisters, although they have never discussed this topic, Ye Yuting can feel that in the depths of Zuo Yuxi's cold and solid heart, Wen Liang, a sixteen-year-old boy, occupies a very important position, even, even more important than her!
Wen Liang sat in his seat, picked up a pen and drew a few circles, with dozens of lines of varying depths between the circles. The entire Qingzhou, and even the entire Jiangdong, were all within these small circles and lines. But no matter how he changed, Wen Liang could not find a reasonable explanation. Who would have such patience and perseverance, discovering his own secrets, but lurking behind the darkness, waiting to see what he wanted to do
The man in the car should have taken a photo of him and Si Yajing holding hands, but that was no big deal. Today was a special case, and he could have gotten away with it by saying he wanted to keep the teacher. Besides, Si Yajing had already resigned from her teaching position, so a single photo wouldn't cause much of a stir.
But the question is, how much does the person behind the photo know
Wen Liang first noticed something unusual in front of the Imperial Garden gate of Zuo Yuxi's home. Although he was alert at that time, nothing special happened for a while afterwards, so he gradually relaxed his vigilance. Unexpectedly, until today, for nearly a month, this person who was following him has always been there. It's scary to think about it.
Ji Su tilted his head and looked over, and asked, "What are you drawing?"
"Nothing, just a fun little game!"
The tip of the pen in Wen Liang's hand slid across the paper, and with a tearing sound, all the circles and lines were torn into pieces.
Since I can't figure it out, I won't think about it anymore. In today's Qingzhou, Wen Liang has enough power to crush all the evil spirits! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)