There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

The door closed slowly, and the surroundings were silent.

Cheng Yan froze in place, her mind was blank, and the remaining smell of smoke in the air became weaker and weaker. She sniffed, suddenly reacted, and hurriedly opened the door and chased out.

"elder sister......"

There was no one in the long corridor.

She ran hard and rushed towards the elevator, tears falling on her feet, splashing to pieces. A large amount of air poured into her throat, choking her coughing, ran to the elevator and planted and almost fell.

She held on to the wall, touched the elevator key and pressed it twice.

The elevator was a bit busy, and the numbers kept changing. After a while, she went up and down, and finally waited for her to come. She stumbled in, reached the first floor, and couldn't wait to rush out.

The lobby was empty, with only a few guests checking out.

Cheng Yan wiped away his tears, looked around, and ran out of the gate.

In front of the gate is the fountain square, with a wide view, with landscape trees planted on both sides, and the boulevard leads directly to the underground garage. She stood by the fountain and looked around. A black car drove out of the basement and passed by her.

It's the number plate that she has memorized.

She opened her mouth and a "sister" rushed to her mouth, but it turned into a choked cry, her eyes were obscured by tears, and the outline of the car turned into a black shadow in her eyes.

Is it all over?

......

The car stopped at the intersection and waited for the red light. Jiang Yu raised the window, turned on the player, and clicked a song. Listening to the soothing pure music, the irritated mood in her heart dissipated a lot, her nerves relaxed a little, her eyes were inadvertently caught by the clay figure on the center console, and she was stunned.

【what is this? 】

[Sister I pinched by myself, does it look like? 】

[Well, very similar]

[Then can I put it in my sister's car? 】

【good】

Jiang Yu looked at the villain in a daze, the girl's white face and bright smiling eyes appeared in his mind, and the conversation between the two was still in his ears. She remembered that the girl was very happy that day, and the mysterious secret held a box to her like a treasure, and thought it was something incredible.

However, she liked it.

People who like it and also like to pinch it.

Over the years of playing around, the sisters around me have changed countless, without exception, they all look pure and pleasant, cheerful and lively, sweet-mouthed, loves to laugh, and can talk and have troubles. But in the same way, they are very noisy and impatient, either three days of small work and five days of masterpiece, or they are too greedy to ask her for more.

Seeing too much, she feels greasy, and the shelf life is at most one month.

Cheng Yan is different from them, and it can even be said that apart from the pure looks, the others are the opposite.

Well-behaved, obedient, well-measured, quiet and non-noisy, he would say directly when he asked what he wanted. Because it is too quiet, sometimes looks dumb, extremely easy to be shy, and is only a qualified canary.

She thought about keeping her by her side longer.

If the little canary is not tempted.

At this age, love is no longer a necessity. She likes to pursue a sense of accomplishment in her career, rather than savoring love. Moreover, people with her personality are not suitable for love. Since letting go of her obsession with Qi Yan, she has seen herself clearly. She doesn't want to be sincere to anyone, and doesn't want to spend time and energy on managing a relationship. Even if one day thinks about it, that person will never be younger than her. More than a round of girls.

Thinking back to the days we spent with Cheng Yan, I felt a sense of guilt.

She is harming the young little sister.

Since I can't give a response, I just stop here, so I won't cause a lot of trouble in the future. she thinks.

The green light is on.

Jiang Yu reached out his hand to remove the clay figure, stuffed it into the storage box, and moved on.

After the separation, Cheng Yan never saw Jiang Yu again.

She didn't dare to bother and bother, she only apologized and explained to Jiang Yu on WeChat, and found that the other party had not deleted her, and she was lucky. But for many days after the news was sent, Jiang Yu didn't reply a word, and the circle of friends was still visible for three days. Without updating, people seemed to have suddenly evaporated.

She called Assistant Feng and got the answer: "The boss is very busy these days", some perfunctory remarks.

Suffering from despair and anxiety, she finally couldn't help it. She ran to the company to find Jiang Yu, but she couldn't find it.

The canary, lost in the cage, was thrown out, and his mind was not awake for a while, still full of hallucinations. She didn't believe that her sister would not want her anymore, and left without giving her any chance at all. Maybe she would be willing to see her when her sister was done with this time.

As long as I can stay with my sister, what about being a pet.

Cheng Yan wait and wait...

She silently followed Jiang Yu on Weibo to see where she went, which activities she attended, and sent a few beautiful photos. She didn't dare to bother too frequently on WeChat, because she was afraid that her sister would be annoyed, so she held back for two or three days before she dared to post a word. When I miss it, I just look at the things my sister gave me, and remember how they got together in the past year.

Just keep waiting.

Cheng Yan didn't wait for Jiang Yu, but waited for Assistant Feng's call.

At noon that day, following the instructions on the phone, she walked out of the school gate and got into a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle parked nearby. Assistant Feng sat in the car and immediately raised a professional smile when he saw her.

Without waiting for anyone to speak, she searched around, but did not see Jiang Yu's figure, and asked urgently, "Where is my sister?"

Assistant Feng paused, and subconsciously said: "The boss has not returned to China."

The light in Cheng Yan's eyes went out.

She deflated like a deflated ball.

"Miss Cheng." Assistant Feng didn't forget what he was here to do today, lowered his head and took out a piece of paper from his bag, "The boss asked me to give this to you."

It's a check.

Two million.

Cheng Yan was stunned, staring at the few capitalized numbers, her face pale, she raised her head and muttered, "What do you mean..."

"Ms. Cheng has devoted precious time and energy to staying with the boss for so long, and she deserves to be paid. Please accept it." Assistant Feng is like a perfect robot. His smile and rhetoric are very formulaic, empty and without emotion.

A thunder struck by, and the world was torn apart.

The girl opened her mouth, her throat suddenly became hoarse, she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound.

After a while, she lowered her head, bit her lip, her fingers on her knees pressed tightly at the seams of her trousers, her knuckles were pale, and her shoulders trembled uncontrollably. The acidity gushing from the bottom of my heart flooded her eyes, the flood was flooding, and the hot acid tears flowed down, corroding her face.

Long hair covers her profile and her embarrassment.

My sister doesn't want her anymore.

Two million.

In addition, the money that my sister gave her in the first half of the year is no more than five million, which is enough to buy a small two-bedroom in the non-urban area of ​​Jiangcheng, and in her hometown, she can buy five large houses-she is a layman , I only know how to use a house to measure the value of money.

The money is so easy.

How many people can't earn this amount for a lifetime.

And she just took off her clothes and lay down, and in just one year, she went from a poor student to a little rich woman.

What else is she dissatisfied with? What can I complain about? Even, what qualifications are there to be sad?

To put it harder, she is just a chicken.

"Miss Cheng?"

"No, take it..." Cheng Yan said dumbly, his nose blocked and he couldn't breathe, so he could only open his mouth and gasp slowly.

The heart seemed to be thrown into a blender and broken into a puddle of mud.

She thought of her sister’s gentle whispers in the night, of her sister’s petting smile in the morning, of those kisses, of those “likes,” and of many, many... Each is distinct.

My sister doesn't want her anymore.

She was not reconciled.

She wants to see her sister.

Thinking that she would not give up, Assistant Feng frowned slightly, still formulatingly said: "Miss Cheng, stalking is not fun."

Cheng Yan didn't speak, opened the door and got out of the car, floating into the school gate like a ghost.

At the end of February, Paris Fashion Week.

After several days of the big show came down, Jiang Yu was really tired. After finishing the last show in the morning, she declined the invitation of the designer and left early with the team, ready to go back to take a good rest for two days, and then fly to Milan.

Coming out of the show, Jiang Yu wrapped his black down jacket tightly, and walked side by side with the assistant, heading in the direction of his car.

There were all kinds of vehicles parked outside the show. Models like her with a reputation and team were all arranged to pick up and drop off a full-time driver, while the new models could only walk or take the bus. She saw many new faces this year, and she couldn't help but think of herself more than ten years ago and that hard time.

It was raining lightly in the sky, and the cold wind whizzed and turned into white smoke in one breath. Winter in Europe is colder than Jiangcheng.

When we reached the car, Jiang Yu's cell phone rang. It was a friend who called. She asked the assistant to get in the car first and walk out the door while answering the phone.

"Well, I haven't returned so soon."

"Let's talk about it then."

Swinging leisurely steps with long legs, she went down the stairs. She hung up the phone and turned around. She inadvertently caught a glimpse of a person squatting next to the stone pillar, very familiar, and subconsciously approached.

The man just raised his head.

Jiang Yu paused.

"Sister..." The girl stood up rubbly, staring at her blankly, a trace of ecstasy in her confused black eyes.

After nearly two months, when she saw the discarded little canary, her heart twitched.

Thin and haggard.

"Why are you here?"

"Come to you..."

Outdoors at twelve degrees, the girl only wore a thin sweater and carried a small shoulder bag. The loose bangs on her forehead were blown away by the wind, her face and nose were flushed with cold, her fists clenched her hands, her body rustling in the cold wind. Trembling.

She glanced at Jiang Yu secretly, anxiously.

Jiang Yu frowned slightly, said nothing, grabbed her wrist and walked back.

"boarding."

"..."

Cheng Yan glanced at her and got into the car obediently.

Jiang Yu then went up and closed the door. The driver and assistant were both French. She casually explained that she was a friend and asked to go directly to the apartment, then she didn't speak any more, and looked forward blankly.

The street was empty, and the car was driving slowly.

Cheng Yan sat quietly, her head slightly lowered, her long hair covering her profile, her hands twisted her fingers, and she bit her lower lip tightly, feeling anxious and delighted.

She saw the news on her sister’s Weibo that she would be coming to Paris Fashion Week for the show in February this year. Then she checked the time and place of each show, silently wrote down, and worked hard to get a passport, apply for a visa, and buy. Tickets, flew over.

When she went abroad for the first time, she didn't understand any process. She did homework for a full week. She was terribly scared. She always felt that she was going to be sold at any time, or something unexpected happened.

When making a decision, my brain was hot and I didn't think so much.

Fortunately, she is able to pass both English and French. There is no barrier to communication. If you don't understand, you can ask questions. She was so worried and smooth all the way.

Originally, I didn't hope to see my sister. I saw the celebrities who went to fashion week on the Internet. They were all fully armed and well guarded. Ordinary people like her might not be able to meet them. It was entirely by luck.

But my sister is not a star. She thought again.

After coming to Paris for three days, she wandered outside the various shows, disappointed again and again, almost desperate.

Today is the last one.

If she can't see her sister, she will go back and stay at the door of the company, she will be able to see one day.

so far so good......

Fortunately, Cheng Yan's lips curled up.

After a while, the car stopped in front of a courtyard. Jiang Yu grabbed the girl's wrist and led her out of the car, said a few words to the assistant, and walked straight in.

Enter the house, change your shoes, and go upstairs.

"sit."

There is heating in the room, which is very comfortable. Jiang Yu took the person to the sofa, let go, took off the down jacket, and asked, "Is it cold?"

Cheng Yan sat down and shook his head repeatedly: "It's not cold."

"It's not cold when your hands are so cold."

Jiang Yu put the down jacket on the girl, although his face was expressionless, his tone was gentle. She poured a cup of hot water and handed it over, "Drink something hot and take a break."

Cheng Yan was stunned, her dark eyes lit up, quite flattered, she took the water, covered the cup with both hands, and whispered: "...Thank you sister."

After blowing the cold wind for a long time outside, my body couldn't help but tremble, swallowing a mouthful of hot water, and it was warm.

The little canary is very embarrassed.

Seeing the girl sip the water, she was so nervous to look at her from the sidelines, but she wanted to pretend to be calm, Jiang Yu was a little helpless, his cold eyebrows instantly softened, and he couldn't help but reach out to take care of the messy mess for her. Bangs.

"Go back, don't be like this."

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