Chapter 57 Chapter Eleven

In the early spring of 1994, she walked into the teaching building of Nanming High School for the first time. It was raining heavily outside the window, and the teacher's office was cold and damp, and she was shivering in long johns. Six years later, Shen Ming was a mature man, an enviable high school Chinese teacher, and Ouyang Xiaozhi still remembered his face. And she is no longer an eleven-year-old girl, a dirty and hungry vagabond in the shanty town.She was carrying a black schoolbag, a big white sweater that stretched almost to her knees, and had shawl-length hair, which was rare for girls at that time, which was only seen in Hong Kong movies.Her skin is super white, almost lacking blood and malnutrition, but her big black eyes are unforgettable, her nose and lips are very beautiful, very similar to the girly version of Wang Zuxian.

No matter how you look at it, this seventeen-year-old girl is a child of a decent family. Her appearance is also a rare event. This is a key high school in the city, and only the top students in the senior high school entrance examination can enter. Except for a few school-choice students who are the children of high-ranking officials, there has never been a transfer to enter midway. "Teacher, good morning, my name is Ouyang Xiaozhi." She said hello and bowed in a soft voice, which made people feel like a spring breeze.Shen Ming had never seen such a polite classmate, he said a little embarrassedly: "Welcome, Ouyang, my name is Shen Ming, I am the head teacher of Class 2 and your Chinese teacher, I will take you to meet the classmates."

There was no one else in the teacher's office, and he seemed unwilling to be alone with the girl. Coming to the cold classroom, Xiaozhi still bowed politely: "Students, good morning, my name is Ouyang Xiaozhi." Shen Ming appointed her to be at the same table as Liu Man. Sitting behind is Ma Li. She imagined her long hair like a black waterfall, and a few strands of hair brushed the back of the chair and fell on the table behind.Several boys stretched their necks, looked over the snow-white sweater on her shoulders, saw her slender fingers, took out the pencil case and books, and placed them neatly in front of her.Liuman, who was dressed in red, was quite enthusiastic, helping her new deskmate clean up the trash under the countertop.

Fine raindrops hit the window pane next to her, and a few early-blooming camellias shivered in the chilly spring. Teacher Shen Ming is in Chinese class. This section is Mr. Lu Xun's "Remembering Mr. Liu Hezhen". The chalk is written on the blackboard—— "Show my greatest sorrow in the inhuman world, make them happy for my pain, and use this as a meager sacrifice for the deceased, and dedicate it to the soul of the deceased." Suddenly, Ouyang Xiaozhi turned around, nodded slightly to the two boys behind, opened her mouth but made no sound, she just told them with her mouth: "Please take care of me!"

She quickly integrated into the new school and got along well with several girls, especially Liu Man who was at the same table.The boys naturally also court her, but Xiaozhi treats them all coldly, and always makes people feel soft. The teacher in charge, Shen Ming, seemed to avoid her deliberately, and Xiaozhi once suspected that he had recognized her?But thinking about the Eighteen Changes of the Women's University, she is already a different person from six years ago. Is it just the eyes that gave away the secret?For weeks, the teacher did not spend time alone with her except to talk in class.And he has a good relationship with other classmates. Liuman often asks him to ask questions, not to mention he plays basketball with Ma Li and others.

Nanming High School treats her best teacher , but a young and beautiful music teacher, who had just graduated from a normal school and was assigned here, but now he has been transferred to a girls' middle school.At that time, she didn't pay much attention to music and art, and she seldom took it in the second half of her second year of high school. Her impression of music class was limited to listening to the teacher playing the piano.The last music exam is to sing with piano accompaniment.Some people sang the Four Heavenly Kings or "New Mandarin Duck and Butterfly Dream", and the teacher calmly accompanied these popular songs.And she chose "My Motherland" in the first textbook, and she was thinking at that time-how wonderful it would be to be a female teacher.

A boy copied Bian Zhilin for her: "You stand on the bridge to see the scenery, and the viewers look at you upstairs. The bright moon adorns your windows, and you adorn other people's dreams." For these notes, she always Ignore them, keep a proper distance from people, and neither hate nor get close to them, except for Liu Man who is both at the same table and in the same bed.Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, this poem entered the Chinese textbook for the first year of high school. Ouyang Xiaozhi never mentioned the reason for transferring to another school, but some teachers inadvertently revealed the secret—her father was the head of the People’s Liberation Army. A few years ago, he fought back in self-defense against Vietnam.Xiaozhi has been living with her mother so far, but she is a good student with excellent academic performance. She used to be in a key high school in the urban area, but something went wrong and she had to transfer to a boarding school.Because she is a family member of a martyr, the Education Bureau has a preferential treatment policy, so she was transferred to Nanming Middle School.

In fact, her father was not a martyr. In 2012, the spring was cold and cold. She is no longer a female high school student wearing a big white sweater, but a high school Chinese teacher with a white coat and boots. Tonight, the starry sky is rare and clear, and the oleander has not yet bloomed. Xiaozhi walked through the playground alone, and quickly walked into the multi-purpose building.Open a small door on the fourth floor, and you will find the rooftop on the roof—this is the place you used to come to in high school, and few students now know the secret. Looking down, Teacher An was wandering in the playground. This man wanted to invite her to dinner. Although he had refused twice in person, he still pestered her relentlessly.There is only this place, which he will never find.

The moon is shining brightly. The cold wind was howling on the fourth floor, and her hair was instantly disheveled. She felt someone behind her, and turned her head to see the face of a seventeen-year-old boy. "Si Wang? Why are you here?" "Shh!" He raised his index finger to his lips, "Don't let him hear it!" Xiao Zhi nodded in understanding, he walked to the railing of the roof and poked his head down. "Why is he chasing you?" He suppressed his throat, fearing that the wind would carry his voice downstairs. "The teacher's business has nothing to do with the students."

She put on the solemn appearance of teaching in the classroom, and she was about to beat someone with a pointer. "I was worried about you." "Student Si Wang, please call me Teacher Ouyang!" Although her expression was stern, she followed Si Wang's wishes, lowered her voice to the lowest level, and said it almost out of breath, which sounded a little funny. "Okay, Twig." Si Wang's answer made her even more embarrassed: "The teacher won't force you anymore! But I want to know, why don't you go back to the dormitory to sleep in the middle of the night?"

"Can't sleep." "Are you following me?" "No, you happened to appear on the playground, and Teacher An was chasing you again. I'm afraid he will bully you." "But how do you know that I'm hiding here?" She tightened her skirt and looked behind her in horror, "Impossible! No one knows that there is a small door on the roof of the top floor! Unless—" "I know." He made a silent gesture, and under a dim light downstairs, Teacher An walked out of the school gate dejectedly. "Si Wang, who are you?" "I've been here before." He stroked the railing of the roof, "Many years ago." "How old are you? How dare you tell the teacher many years ago?" "Seventeen years ago, you were also standing in this place, staggering and almost falling, someone grabbed you from behind, otherwise you would have fallen to your death downstairs." "Shut up!" Finally, Ouyang Xiaozhi's complexion changed completely. Just as he was about to leave for a few steps, he turned around and hesitated to speak. "Actually, you want to commit suicide." "I didn't!" She lowered her head and didn't dare to look into the other person's eyes, "I... I just... I was dizzy and wanted to come out at night to blow some air, and I accidentally slipped and fell..." "That's not what you said at the time! You said that since you entered this school, there have been people spreading rumors and gossips. They are all false rumors and have been fueled by countless people. In fact, you are a good girl and dare not have sex with boys. In a word, you have never dated bad boys, you are just being harassed! Isn't it?" "Yes, this is what I said, how do you know?" "In 1995, on the spring night on the top of the building, you said a lot of heartfelt words-if it was only aimed at yourself, then you could bear it, anyway, you have already gotten used to it. But in the second half of the third year of high school, there was something even more unspeakable. The rumors that even involved your parents are the most intolerable for you. As long as you stay here, you will not be able to clear your innocence. As a transfer student who is about to take the college entrance examination, you cannot go to other schools, and you have nowhere to hide." On this spring night on the rooftop in 1995, she struggled like a frightened kitten.The two fell on the concrete floor, his hands wrapped around her waist like a warm sponge.Xiaozhi stopped resisting, her cheeks were cold, with a few tears remaining, and she looked at the starry sky.Taking a deep breath, my chest heaved, I turned my head and saw the teacher's face. Shen Ming is his homeroom teacher and Chinese teacher. He lives in the school dormitory for a long time. He happens to be on night shift patrol. He sees a figure moving on the rooftop of the multi-purpose building. Years later, she still clearly remembers that conversation—— "Xiaozhi, please don't die." "why?" "If you die, I will suffer too much——I rushed into the fire seven years ago and was almost burned to death, just to keep you alive!" "You actually recognized me?" "At first glance, I only felt familiar, but later I realized that you were a little strange, so I started to pay attention to you quietly. I didn't expect that you have changed so much in these years, but you often look at the field opposite the school in a daze, and sometimes go to the witch's area alone. It reminds me of my little girl." "Mr. Shen, I thought you would never recognize me again." "I still keep what you gave me." "This is the third time you have saved my life. I don't know what else to thank you this time?" "The gift that the teacher hopes to get is to see you live happily every day." Ouyang Xiaozhi smiled knowingly, and then laughed wantonly, laughing so much that almost the whole school could hear it. The next day, many students said that they dreamed of female ghosts screaming in the middle of the night. In 2012, on the same cold spring night, Xiaozhi stood on the roof of the multi-functional building, and the moonlight illuminated her tears. "Student Si Wang, where did you hear these things?" Facing her flustered eyes, the boy pointed to his head. "Are you mentally ill? Last semester, did you sneak that piece of paper with Huang Zhongze's poems on my desk?" "yes." The cold wind on the roof hit, Xiaozhi trembled for a long time, suddenly raised his arm, and slapped him heavily. "Despicable! Shameless! Do you know what you're doing?" She couldn't help but yelled, ignoring her tears and nose, "Si Wang, I beg you, don't pester me again! Don't let your imagination run wild anymore, This is really not fun! Do you understand?" "You don't understand." There were five marks on his face, and he remained motionless, his eyes unchanged. "I'm sorry, the teacher has to wake you up!" She approached and touched Si Wang's face, but her thin fingers were cold, "I am your teacher Ouyang, thirty-five years old, no longer young, after a while You will be like your mother in a few years. You are only seventeen years old, and you are so handsome, there will be a lot of girls who like you." "It does not matter." "Listen! Child, everything you just said happened before you were born! And, do you know that the male teacher who saved me here is already dead!" "Xiao Zhi, I know, he died on June 19, 1995, at ten o'clock in the middle of the night." Si Wang calmly stated the time of Shen's death, as if answering an ordinary Chinese test question. "stop!" "Are you scared?" "Si Wang, you are a child who is calculating. During the six months since entering Nanming High School, you have been secretly collecting everything about me, right? Have you read his diary? Imitated his handwriting?" "He never kept a diary." "Then you went to find Ma Ma?" "Are you really not in touch with your old classmates?" "Don't pretend to be an adult! Please don't get close to me, let alone like me, because - I'm poisonous!" "poison?" Si Wang couldn't help but nodded subconsciously. "Please remember—any man, once he gets too close to me, he will die!" "I believe." The tears had been dried by the wind long ago. Under the moonlight, her complexion looked more like a female ghost, and a voice came from the root of her throat: "After the lights are turned off, you should sleep in the dormitory. Please don't violate the school's dormitory management regulations." After saying that, Xiao Zhi turned around and rushed out of the small door, leaving him alone on the roof of the fourth floor. On the opposite side of the big playground, the windows of the mysterious attic of the library are lit up again.