Wu Lai was already standing in front of her and said, Yiyi, why do you lower your head and look at me? Sure enough, Yan Yiyi raised her head again, her hands seemed to be disobedient and trembling slightly. The sweater that I had just knitted in my hand fell to the ground together with the red ball of thread placed between my knees.
She was about to pick it up, but Wu Lai picked it up for her and handed it to her. He took the opportunity to hold one of her red, soft and slender hands and said, Yiyi, you are so beautiful. Then he reached out to kiss the back of her hand with his lips somewhat wantonly.
Yan Yiyi was a little scared, so she took her hand out of his palm and covered the ball of thread and the knitted sweater with both hands.
The two knitting needles stood upright and pointed. Wu Lai was afraid of hurting his hand, so he didn't dare to make a mistake, but he looked at Yan Yiyi lustfully.
Yan Yiyi didn't dare to look at him, her cheeks were already flushed, and when she heard Wu Lai's ambiguous words like "I like you, I love you", Yan Yiyi was a little tempted. She usually respected Wu Lai, who was teaching. , I also admired him very much, and now he had no intention of opposing Wu Lai.
I heard Wu said, "Yiyi, today is Qingming Festival, and there happens to be no one at home. Can I do that with you?" She was silent. Wu Lai thought she accepted him silently, so he reached out and boldly made obscene movements on her body.
Yan Yiyi pushed away his hand that was crouched down and wrapped around her waist, and whispered, Teacher Wu, the door is not closed. Wu Lai nodded knowingly and went over to close the door. When he came back, Yan Yiyi had already left his seat.
She put the ball of wool in her hand on the table, and suddenly found that the ball of thread connected to the tuft of sweater was broken at the point where the needle started. She stood by the table and was about to connect the end of the thread to the ball of thread. Wu Lai quietly came up from behind and hugged her waist as soft as a willow tightly, murmuring, "Yiyi, let's put the knitting aside for a while. A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. It's so hard for me to get along with you alone." Cherish this opportunity. Seeing Yan Yiyi let go of the ball of thread in his hand, he said, "Go to your bed!" hurry up. Yan Yiyi pointed towards the wing on the north side of the main room, and Wu Lai picked her up and walked towards the wing with the door ajar...
After that, Wu Lai and Yan Yiyi took advantage of the opportunity when the adults in her family went out to do things, and fell in love with each other many times. Wu Lai always felt dissatisfied with just hanging out like this. Sometimes just after school, he would invite Yan Yiyi to the sorghum field at the north end of the village to do that kind of thing.
The sorghum stalks are tall and the leaves are wide. The clumps of sorghum trees that are growing well look like a green gauze tent. The two of them are covered by this green gauze tent, so they are really invisible.
Since the adults didn't know about this yet, the two of them couldn't be embarrassed and walked together in public, so Wu Lai always made an appointment with Yan Yiyi first. If he had enough time, he would hide in the sorghum bushes in the sorghum field and wait. Yan Yiyi.
Of course, Yan Yiyi had plenty of time. Most of the time, she went to the sorghum fields first. She always carried a big leather bag with two things in it: one was a large piece of oilcloth spread on the ground and half a roll of toilet paper for what they did. ;Then there are the balls of thread she used for knitting and two bamboo needles.
When she went first, she sat on the opening of the sorghum bed, knitting and looking forward to Wu's arrival. When she found that Wu Lai, who was walking far away, had also spotted her, she would stop knitting for a while, look around, and if there were no outsiders, she would wave her hand, and then get into the depths of the sorghum bushes. After waiting quietly for a while, Wu Lai arrived.
That time, when Yan Yiyi was waiting for Wu Lai in Gaoliang, she turned around and took apart a piece of sweater she was knitting. It was the sweater she planned to wear for herself. Now she changed her mind and planned to wear a sweater with Wu Lai. And tell him about it after the fight is completed, and give it to him by the way, which can be regarded as a token of love.
When Wu Lai asked Yan Yiyi to do that, he started to be more cautious and not in front of the students. After a few times, he became bolder. Even during class, when he was writing homework on the blackboard, as soon as Yan Yiyi walked out of the room and wandered by the desk next to the aisle, he would put down the chalk as soon as he noticed it. , patted the chalk dust on his hand, and then quickly approached Yan Yiyi. Yan Yiyi always stood aside and smiled at him. Then, Wu Lai came close to whisper in her ear, asking Yan Yiyi to wait for him at his old place.
Yan Yiyi often doesn't speak, and basically just nods. The few students sitting at the desks in the school are very strange and always whisper to each other secretly: The look and demeanor of Teacher Yan and the girl shows that their relationship is unusual.
One evening about a week later, Yan Yiyi, carrying a big leather bag, went into the sorghum bushes like a green gauze tent in the sorghum field at the time agreed by Wu Lai.
As the sunset slowly faded and the flocks of returning birds were noisy, Wu Lai quietly came to attend the appointment. Yan Yiyi unzipped the chain of her bag as usual, took out the piece of plastic cloth and spread it on the ground. They lifted the last line of defense of their bodies, and they were surrounded by mountains and rivers, harmoniously enjoying the most ecstatic feeling in the world. . It was also the time after school. There were several primary school students passing by here. There was only a field across the sorghum field. One of the boys felt the need to urinate, so he held his chest and head high to relieve himself under the ridge. Suddenly, he found that several clumps of sorghum straw in the middle of the sorghum field were shaking from time to time, swaying quite rhythmically, as if there were some animals swaying inside.
He quickly jumped onto the ridge, caught up with a girl walking on the field road, patted her shoulder lightly, then pointed at the sorghum straw that was still shaking occasionally in the sorghum field and said, "Liu Xiaohui, look."
Liu Xiaohui shouted as soon as she raised her eyes, "Oh, it's true, those sorghum stalks are moving. It's not like the wind. If it were wind, it would be moving piece by piece. It's impossible that only a few sorghum stalks are moving."
Are there animals in there? I'd like to take a look. As the man spoke, he took off the schoolbag he was carrying and asked Liu Xiaohui to hold it for him temporarily.
It's not like the noise made by animals. Liu Xiaohui felt that she couldn't explain clearly, so she stretched out her hand and patted the man's sleeve and said, Detective Cheng, be careful when you go and don't disturb the things in the sorghum field.
Detective Cheng nodded and walked around the hilly fields toward the sorghum fields. Liu Xiaohui stood on the road watching him. When he got close to the sorghum field, he took a few steps on tiptoe, then bent down and crawled along a ditch into the sorghum bushes. Liu Xiaohui lost sight of him.
She stood and waited for a moment, then found Detective Cheng quietly withdrawing from the sorghum bushes. Then he stood up and ran back. When she came to Liu Xiaohui, she was already out of breath.
Liu Xiaohui returned the schoolbag she had brought for him and asked, what is moving in the sorghum field? Detective Cheng took the schoolbag and slung it on his back. He lowered his head and smiled sinisterly, but did not answer.
Just as he was about to start running, Liu Xiaohui grabbed his sleeve and said, "You're a spy. Speak quickly. I won't let you go until you tell me." Detective Cheng had no choice but to whisper in her ear, "I found that Teacher Wu and the girl from the school's boss had taken off their clothes and hid in the sorghum field doing such humiliating things."
When Liu Xiaohui heard this, she blushed, as if she regretted that she should not ask him, and as if she had humiliated herself by asking him about such an insult. She immediately let go of Detective Cheng's hand and saw Detective Cheng turn around and quickly run home.
She glanced at the few sorghum stalks in the sorghum field that had been moving for a long time but were no longer moving. She estimated that Teacher Wu and the girl had finished their humiliation and would be out soon. Liu Xiaohui thought so, but didn't want to see them, so she ran away on the way home.
A few male classmates who were walking in front also noticed that Detective Cheng had got into the sorghum field and ran away with his body bent, so they chased him, trying to catch up with him and asking him to tell him what they found in the sorghum field. What a secret.
