Early the next morning, Lu Lin took Du Zhong to the office and handed him the printed form.
The boy was still a little timid when he saw the words "poor students", he lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.
There were only the two of them in the office, and the privacy was well protected.
After Lu Lin finished the application process, he said calmly: "Study hard now, and you can leave this word forever in the future."
Du Zhong held the thin sheets of paper tightly, took a deep breath and said, "Teacher, I will study hard."
During the conversation, there were two knocks on the door, and they turned around at the same time, only to see the middle-aged man who was so sleepy and unconscious yesterday.
When Papa Du came here today, he obviously remembered to clean up his image, but the best dress he wore also had a baggy neckline, and there were still threads on the edges.
"Lu, Mr. Lu, I'm sorry." He came in a little cautiously, stood beside Du Zhong and said, "I misremembered the time yesterday, I thought you came here on Thursday, but the workers asked me to drink again... "
Lu Lin listened to his explanation, and wrote a memo to Du Zhong with caution.
Although the man is flustered and cautious, his attitude is good.
He was startled when he woke up yesterday, and sat blankly for a long time in the house that had not been cleaned for many years, thinking that he had returned to the earlier days when he had not divorced his wife.
The child was doing his homework with his back turned to him, and when he heard the noise, he pointed to the kitchen, saying that he had cooked the noodles and they were ready to eat, and they were still hot.
The man subconsciously looked at every bright corner of the house, and saw that those wine bottles and packing boxes had disappeared, and five yuan and three were still pressed on the coffee table.
"Dad, are you awake?"
"Wake up... wake up."
He seemed to have been slapped in the face, and his numb emotions began to disintegrate.
"I've failed too much these years and didn't do my job well." Du's father grabbed the child's shoulder with one hand, bent over and apologized to Lu Lin: "It's our fault to let your teacher take care of these things, I really trouble you and Teacher Pei."
Lu Lin stood up and stretched out his hand to stop him, and handed the form to the father with the other hand.
"Meal subsidies and scholarships can be obtained. I have already discussed other matters with Du Zhong."
"Okay, okay," Dad Du smiled awkwardly: "Thank you! Thank you very much!"
After the father and son had left, Pei Zhuo came in with a thermos.
He just asked his father to take Amao away and put him there to raise him for a month.
"Which houses are you going tonight?"
Lu Lin looked at him and smiled: "West Third Street."
The instructions for the spring outing came down, saying that they would go to the university to observe and travel together this Saturday.
It happened to be noon when Pei Zhuo finished class. Lu Lin took the notice and ordered the monitor to send it out. The others took a look at the notice and couldn't help complaining in a low voice.
"I heard that the school next door goes to Happy Valley..."
"It would be nice if we didn't let us go to Badachu to climb the mountain."
"Teacher, which university are we going to this Saturday?" Zuo Xiaoye asked curiously, "Tsinghua University? Renmin University?"
It's okay if she didn't ask, but when she asked, a few students who were out of character next to her sighed: "I've been there several times... It's boring."
Lu Lin didn't answer directly, and simply said: "The grades will arrange the pick-up and drop-off in a unified way, so don't think too much about it."
After comforting the students, he turned around and said casually, "Teacher Pei, let's go to eat."
Pei Zhuo responded, put the lesson plan back into the bag, and followed him out.
After going downstairs, I turned and walked far away, not to the cafeteria, but to the parking lot.
Pei Zhuo took a breath and felt like an ignorant classmate who had been lured here. He looked into the distance and said, "Did you go out to eat again, Teacher Lu?"
Lu Lin opened the car door with a natural expression: "Don't you still owe Teacher Pei a meal?"
"Pay it back last time." Pei Zhuo deliberately teased him: "I just ate Japanese food the day before yesterday, Teacher Lu forgot?"
"Then I owe you another meal." Lu Lin was still very serious: "I have a bad memory recently."
Pei Zhuo smiled and got into the car.
This time I went to eat Jiangnan side dishes, and I also went to a small private room.
While watching the waiter serve the soup, Pei Zhuo lamented how convenient Lu Lin's position as head teacher is.
He is fully aware of how many classes he has every week, which days he has nothing to do in the afternoon, and which days he is too busy to even chat.
The two are in the same office, and they know each other well. The tightness of my own rhythm is clearly felt, just enjoy it.
When the dishes were ready, the waiter said happy meal and closed the door.
There are no customers in this store on weekdays, not to mention the boxes, even the hall is quiet.
Pei Zhuo's heart jumped again.
He quietly looked at Lu Lin's expression, and the other party stood up and served him a bowl of fish head tofu soup.
"See what I do?" Lu Lin raised his eyebrows and said, "Mr. Pei is too thin, you should eat more."
Pei Zhuo was actually hungry too, seeing the milky white fish soup felt appetizing, took the small porcelain bowl and said thank you.
Then he began to eat in a proper manner, but he sighed leisurely in his heart, feeling a little pity.
In fact, Lu Lin didn't eat much, and spent more time helping him with food.
After fifteen minutes of eating, Pei Zhuo took a sip of the orange juice and said with satisfaction: "I'm full, thank you Teacher Lu."
Lu Lin looked at him with his forehead propped up, and said slowly, "Are you full?"
"Mm. The dishes are well selected." Pei Zhuo was afraid that he would not believe him: "I usually eat so much, and I will feel uncomfortable after a few more spoonfuls."
"It's good when you're full," Lu Lin said with a smile, "Come into my arms."
Pei Zhuo stopped breathing, but still nodded slightly, and leaned over by himself.
Before he could get close to him, he was caught by the waist and brought into his arms. The next second, he was completely overwhelmed by male hormones.
Lu Lin's chest is broad and stylish, even wearing the most stuffy shirt with all the buttons buttoned up is sexy.
What's more, his clothing has always been very good, neither eye-catching nor pedantic, and his composure is neat.
Pei Zhuo sniffed in his arms, and suddenly said: "Teacher Lu smells so good."
"I didn't wear perfume today."
"I know, it just smells good."
He felt the arms around his waist tightening slightly, raised his eyes and called Teacher Lu.
"What?"
"You haven't kissed me in two days."
Lu Lin's breathing was messed up by his teasing, and she grabbed the back of Pei Zhuo's head and kissed him deeply.
They had just drank iced orange juice, their tongues and teeth were cold but they felt hot to the touch, their long breaths engulfed each other and fell together, they were chasing after each other as if they had finally been lifted, Pei Zhuo, who was so close, couldn't catch his breath .
Sweet.
The man kissed his forehead and eyelashes comfortingly, and whispered, "Come again."
Pei Zhuo raised his head obediently, and was licked and caressed by him with his lips in his mouth. At some point, the two fingers intertwined seamlessly, even hugging seemed to melt into each other's body.
When the kiss was over, Pei Zhuo was hugged by him to breathe slowly, and hummed for a while.
Lu Lin didn't think it was enough, and was still stroking his drooping hair, planning to kiss him again later.
"What is Teacher Pei thinking?"
"I'm thinking about those students who fell in love with each other early." Pei Zhuo recalled the clips he saw before: "The roof, the corner of the playground, the grove, the empty classroom."
"Several places we could have gone secretly were taken up by them."
Lu Lin was thoughtful: "It's time to inspect and discipline."
"No, you've got enough hatred." Pei Zhuo undid the first button of his collar with a twist of his fingertips, and said slowly, "Every time Teacher Lu fastens his collar so tightly, he looks too serious. "
"Isn't it good to be serious?"
"Okay." Pei Zhuo unbuttoned the second button, and kissed his Adam's apple with a sideways face: "It's convenient to block the hickey marks, and it's also convenient for me to mess around."
The man clenched his hand, and there was not much left in his mind: "There is still class in the afternoon."
"Well, I'm going to visit home tonight." Pei Zhuo kissed again, and when he realized that he was short of breath like Guodian, he paused, thought about getting up and wanted to leave: "Mr. Lu doesn't like this, so I will avoid it in the future." .”
Lu Lin grabbed his wrist and brought him back into his arms, with a hoarse voice: "Kiss again."
The two spent noon in the box shamelessly, and even kissed twice before getting out of the car.
Returning to the sun and blending into the crowd, the memory of ten minutes ago began to become unreal.
The students just woke up from their afternoon nap and rushed to the canteen in a swarm.
The two men moved forward in reverse, one left and one right.
The children were chatting and laughing loudly, and the two of them calmly greeted other teachers.
They guarded a secret together, and let the secret boil and burn in their chests.
A parting is a whole afternoon.
Lu Lin was in class on the fourth floor.
"The time is September, and the sequence belongs to the third autumn. The water is exhausted, but the cold pool is clear, the smoke is condensed, and the mountains are purple..."
Pei Zhuo held a meeting on the second floor and listened to the team leader's explanation on how to change the teaching plan.
"The teaching focus of the fourth unit should be on the explanation and speculation of the nine classifications of inverted sentences."
The sound of reading upstairs and downstairs is bright and clear in the spring, and the sycamore outside the teaching building has sprouted new leaves, swaying with the wind, casting a blue shadow on the whole building like a green cloud.
In the evening, the two of them dealt with each other briefly in the cafeteria, and continued to visit Roaming's home as usual.
"Why don't I drive." Pei Zhuo knew that he had four consecutive classes in the afternoon, so he took the car keys and said, "Go to the co-pilot and sit down."
Lu Lin complied obediently, and when Pei Zhuo got into the driver's seat, he leaned over to help him fasten his seat belt.
The buckle was locked with a snap, and the two kissed tacitly, then started the car and drove away.
It is the evening rush hour after get off work and school, the sky is getting dark, and the sunset glow in the distance is connected together, like a drunken face with a blush.
Pei Zhuo drove very steadily, and drove him far away. He still remembered listening to music on the car radio.
Lu Lin rested beside him, looking at him quietly.
Pei Zhuo changed his mind according to his memory, and found that he was still looking at him, so he raised his hand and rubbed his stubbled chin with his palm, as if to comfort his own Mao.
"It's not that I won't see you tomorrow, I can't bear to blink."
Lu Lin leaned on the pillow and said slowly: "Today is the third day of falling in love with Teacher Pei."
"I always feel like I've been in love for three years."
It is very kind and cherished in every possible way.