On the first night in Yunnan, Meng Yao slept well.
This "not bad" means that she had a dreamless night and slept until dawn.
But in fact, she woke up very early, and last night, she didn't know whether it was affected by Xu Yao's "good night" or because she was not used to it the first night. She lay in bed and couldn't fall asleep.
The wooden bed in the dormitory was only 1.5 meters, not very spacious, and even caused some back pain when lying on it.
The curtains in the room did not completely block the light, and there was a faint light coming in from the window in the early morning. Meng Yao touched his phone to check the time, but first saw a new message reminder in the notification bar on the lock screen.
Meng Yao unlocked it and dug in, only to find that Meng Yuanshan had sent her a message back this morning. The time was half an hour ago, at 6:10.
Meng Yuanshan's message was very brief, just one sentence: "Take care of yourself."
Meng Yao was surprised to get the reply. He looked at the message for a long time before replying: "Dad, so are you."
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Because of Meng Yuanshan's caring message, Meng Yao was in a good mood early in the morning. He stood in the simple bathroom and looked at himself in the blurry mirror, neatly tying his long hair into a bun.
She was meeting with students today. She wore a long skirt. There was a hint of coolness in the morning air. Meng Yao added a thin cardigan to the long skirt. She looked very gentle.
After packing up, she looked at the time, opened the door and walked out. Standing at the door, subconsciously, he glanced to the side.
The door is closed.
Meng Yao withdrew his gaze and went downstairs.
As soon as I came downstairs, I met Yu Yuan and said good morning to each other. Yu Yuan asked her with a smile: "Did you sleep well last night?"
Meng Yao nodded, smiled slightly and said, "Very good."
Meng Yao doesn't look particularly stunning, but he makes people feel comfortable, like the breeze on a hot summer day. Yu Yuan glanced at her twice. Meng Yao's eyes were always attractive, clear and bright.
Yu Yuan's voice softened unconsciously, she looked at her and said, "Let's go have breakfast together."
The school breakfast is simple but nutritionally balanced. There is milk, steamed buns and boiled eggs. Meng Yao has a small appetite, so this breakfast was a bit too much for her. She didn't ask for eggs, but only got milk and steamed buns.
During breakfast, Feng Xiao came over. She was dressed very youthfully, which was completely different from Meng Yao. She sat next to Meng Yao and asked the same question as Yu Yuan: "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Very good." Meng Yao answered again.
Students would arrive at school one after another after eight o'clock. Yu Yuan took her to the office. Meng Yao had a general understanding of the school's situation. Yu Yuan didn't say much and just chatted with her.
In the middle of the journey, Meng Yao received a video call from his college roommate Zhou Meng. Just as a student entered the school, Yu Yuan walked out of the office, Meng Yao took a look outside and answered the phone.
After graduation, Meng Yao and several roommates did not see each other again. They entered the society and were busy adapting to the work environment. Although we didn't meet each other, the communication continued.
Not only was Meng Yao's arrival in Yunnan hidden from her family, but her roommate, who had been with her day and night for four years, had never heard of anything before.
Before graduation, everyone had the idea of going on a graduation trip together, but due to various reasons it never came to fruition.
Meng Yao was the last among them to find a job. Zhou Meng only knew that Meng Yao returned home with her bags as soon as she graduated. After that, everyone had stable jobs. When he asked about Meng Yao, he learned that she went to Beijing. At that time, everyone thought she decided to go to Beijing for development. After all, her internship place was also there during her junior year. However, they did not expect that she just went to Beijing for a trip, but her final destination was Yunnan.
To be honest, Zhou Meng did not fully understand Meng Yao's determination and thoughts. Not only she, but also the other two roommates in the dormitory could not understand it, but they were in no position to intervene. Yesterday, Meng Yao reported that she was safe in the group. Zhou Meng was busy with work and did not talk to her much. He immediately called her to show concern when he had free time this morning.
Meng Yao felt very good. She had always liked Yunnan and had planned to travel here if she had the chance. Zhou Meng looked at the simple office environment behind her through the camera and sighed sadly.
More and more students are entering the school, chasing each other happily on the playground, injecting vitality into the originally quiet campus.
Meng Yao looked at the time. It was half past eight. She said hello to Zhou Meng and said she was going to hang up.
Zhou Meng looked surprised: "Isn't the summer vacation over yet? Is school starting now?"
Meng Yao briefly explained a few words.
"Okay." Zhou Meng sighed again, "Call if you have anything to do."
Meng Yao nodded.
Before hanging up the phone, Zhou Meng exclaimed and asked her, "By the way, how long do you plan to stay there?"
This question was asked suddenly, and Meng Yao paused for some reason and said: "The communication lasted for a year before coming here."
But it’s hard to say.
Before Meng Yao said this, Zhou Meng said with relief, "Just one year? That's okay."
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The phone hung up and the bell rang, reaching every corner of the school. Meng Yao stared at the extinguished cell phone for a while, then put it away and walked out of the office.
The students have all entered the classroom, the playground is empty, and there is a faint cloud floating in the sky.
Meng Yao walked outside the classroom. Yu Yuan looked out at the podium and happened to meet her eyes. He smiled and nodded to her. Many students also noticed Meng Yao. They craned their heads and looked at her curiously with their eyes wide open.
Yu Yuan told the students in advance that a new teacher would be arriving before she arrived, and she introduced it again on the podium.
When Meng Yao walked into the classroom, applause of welcome broke out in the classroom. Meng Yao's eyes flashed across the innocent and green faces. The oldest of these students was only about ten years old, and the youngest was only six or seven years old. They were all still innocent and innocent, with sparkling eyes. Meng Yao looked at them and felt a little nervous. From the moment he stood on the podium, he felt a sense of responsibility on his shoulders.
Meng Yao breathed out softly, trying to keep his expression from being too stiff. She smiled, her eyes were soft, as warm as the rising sun, and then she slowly introduced herself.
She turned around and wrote her name on the blackboard with chalk and said sincerely: "Nice to meet you."
A student under the podium laughed shyly.
Because it is a holiday and only some students from different grades gather together, there is no need to attend classes at the moment. Students come to school just to have a better place to study. From another perspective, the school is equivalent to a holiday care center for them or their parents.
They will study their lessons here and play games together.
The only requirement is that you are not allowed to leave the school without permission.
Although Meng Yao has not been a very good academic since he was a child, and he is still a bit partial to subjects, he is still very good at solving elementary school questions.
When they met for the first time, the students were still a little reserved when facing her. After careful observation, they found that Meng Yao was attentive and gentle, and then gradually more outgoing students raised their hands to ask her questions.
Meng Yao bent down and patiently explained the ideas to them, over and over again, until they truly understood.
Due to the region, the education here is not advanced, but every student takes learning very seriously, and no matter how you look at it, they don't show a perfunctory attitude.
Meng Yao is more adaptable to this job than Yu Yuan imagined.
Not long after, there were more and more voices calling "Teacher Xiao Meng" in the classroom.
The courses are all arranged in advance. Whoever is responsible for which section will be arranged by the teacher, whether it is homework or entertainment and relaxation. Feng Xiao was not in charge of this class, but he couldn't help but came over to take a look out of curiosity.
She originally thought that Meng Yao would not be able to cope with the first class, and she wanted to go in to help, but after observing outside the classroom, she found that her worries seemed to be in vain. At this time, another figure appeared on the campus, and Feng Xiao's eyes lit up. , ran away immediately.
Xu Yao walked around the corner with his pockets in his pocket. Before Meng Yao came, he had been taking Yu Yuan's place in class while Yu Yuan went to deal with other school matters.
Today, Yu Yuan wanted to help Meng Yao adapt to work, and since he had personal matters to deal with, he never showed up.
The atmosphere in the classroom was beyond his expectation, which surprised Xu Yao.
He stood at the back door without making a sound. When he looked into the classroom, he easily noticed Meng Yao.
In fact, he wasn't very impressed with Meng Yao, and he didn't even think of her for no reason, because he didn't have many interactions with her in high school. But I don’t know if it’s because he has always had a good memory, or if it’s because the relationship between Meng Yao and him is more than just ordinary classmates.
When they met, they didn't know they were classmates. On that rainy and foggy night when they met at a convenience store, Xu Yao had extended a helping hand to a girl he had never met.
I originally thought that this was just a one-time relationship, but I didn't expect that we would have contact again because of Song Siqi's relationship.
Perhaps it was because of the combination of these reasons that Xu Yao's memory never faded away from Meng Yao. He remembered the name and recognized her at a glance when they met again.
Meng Yao has changed a lot.
Xu Yao looked at the girl in the classroom who was leaning over to give a lecture, and recalled her high school days.
He remembered that Meng Yao's personality at that time seemed to be a bit introverted. Even with Song Siqi's relationship, even though they met several times and even went out to play together, she always kept a distance from them, never interrupting or interrupting. The conversation was not warm at all.
Extremely easy to ignore.
But some people are born with very weak personalities and emotions. Xu Yao didn't care.
Only occasionally when he saw Meng Yao, he would feel that there was a sense of contradiction in this girl. Xu Yao had seen her crying under the eaves, and he had also seen her write majestic articles word for word and posted them on the bulletin board. In Meng Yao, it seems that two qualities, vulnerability and tenacity, are blended together.
When we met again after a few years, Meng Yao's sense of vulnerability had almost disappeared, and there was a sense of calmness and tranquility in his every move.
For no reason, Xu Yao just felt that compared to when she was in high school, she now found herself that she liked and wanted to be more.
Xu Yao's eyes fell on Meng Yao. She was bent over and talking to a student. The light and shadow reflected on the side of her face, showing a soft tone.
Xu Yao looked at her for a long time.
After Meng Yao finished speaking, he straightened up from his desk. When he raised his eyes, he was caught off guard and looked at Xu Yao outside the classroom.
She still had a slight smile on her face, but she was stunned when she saw Xu Yao.
Xu Yao looked calm, with a slight smile on his face, and nodded towards her.
Meng Yao was so immersed in this smile that he forgot everything.
It felt like she was back in high school, a time when Xu Yao's every move made her feel happy, angry, and sad.
A few years later, Meng Yao was still very moved when facing Xu Yao.
It seemed like it was an instinct engraved in her bones and fused in her blood.
