Exclusive Memory Chapter 6 Part 4
In the second week, it was Youyou's class again. In the middle of my talk, she fell asleep again. I looked sideways at the child's tired face, put down the textbook, and wanted to call her, but stretched out my hand halfway and retracted it.
I also rested my chin on the table, stared at the wall in a daze, froze for a moment, pulled a green notebook from my bag and began to write in my journal.
Weather on Thursday, February 2: Overcast to light snow
Today is a day for love, there are small snowflakes floating outside, which is particularly romantic.
I gave Peng Yu a lesson in the morning, and at noon, I hurriedly ate a bowl of dumplings outside, and then walked around the department store next to Youyou's house for a while.
Very boring Valentine's Day, but very fulfilling.
When I am idle, I ask myself, what is Mu Chenghe doing? Did he forget that today is Valentine's Day?
I wanted to contact him, whether it was a phone call or a text, but I was scared. In such an ambiguous day, any move of mine will make him notice something strange.
Walking around the men's wear department of the department store at noon, I saw a counter model wearing a dark gray tweed coat with a plaid scarf, and I couldn't help but stop and imagine what Mu Chenghe would look like wearing it.
Although he doesn't belong to me at all, it's full of joy to fantasize about it in my heart.
Teacher Mu, Happy Valentine's Day. ^^
I have had the habit of keeping a diary since I was a child. When I was a child, my mother did not become a prison guard, but taught Chinese in a county town, and she was very strict with me. During lunch breaks, I have to keep a diary if I don't take a nap.
Therefore, I have developed this habit for more than ten years. Every once in a while, even a sentence or two, I feel at ease when I write it down with my own hands.
I packed my things, picked up my handbag, opened the door and went out. Youyou's mother was sitting in the living room embroidering cross-stitch. She was a little surprised when she saw me coming out with the bag. She looked at the clock on the wall and asked hurriedly, "Is it time?"
Her voice was raised a little high, and she suddenly showed some emotion.
I hurriedly explained: "Youyou is probably a little tired, and the effect of speaking is not good. I will make up for her next time. This time it doesn't count."
She froze for a moment, nodded, slightly embarrassed.
I immediately felt that my words seemed to be excessive, and I hurriedly fled with a few pleasantries.
In the blink of an eye, the weather turned warmer, and it was several weeks since school started.
Bai Lin asked, "Xue Tong, are you listening?"
I said, "I was thinking I needed a tasteful MSN too." "I found a breakthrough.
Immediately, I shot up and shouted, "Xiaotang, help me apply for a tasteful MSN. Xiaobai, I'll borrow your computer for use.”
After the matter was completed, I happily sent a text message to Mu Chenghe: "Teacher, how are you recently? What are you doing now?"
Two minutes later, he replied to me: "Working from home."
I smiled foolishly, and I could almost imagine him wearing a pair of slippers and black-rimmed glasses, going to get his cell phone.
"Are you using a computer?" I wrote again.
"Kinda."
"Am I bothering you?"
"No, I was just taking a rest."
I smiled even brighter and hurriedly wrote again: "Do you use MSN? Add me, Teacher Chen asked us to write a cover letter in Russian, I will send it to you, help me revise the downside?"And so MSN, which has just been born five minutes ago, has a difficult historical task to shoulder.
"However, I can't use this computer to access the Internet now."
My enthusiasm was extinguished by his short sentence, so I had to write desolately: "My account is po3a@yahoo.com.cn , if you are free, you can add me."
His text messages never came back.
I put down my phone and browsed the web with a depressed expression. Two minutes later, suddenly MSN reminded me that there was a system message that needed to be verified, which read: "Xue Tong, I am Mu Chenghe."
Seeing these seven characters and two punctuation marks, I jumped up and almost hugged Bai Lin and screamed.
Bai Lin said: "Come on, continue quickly. The revolution has not yet succeeded, and students still need to work hard."
I calmed down and sat back down in front of the computer.
Mu Chenghe: I changed a computer, so I went on to take a look. Send me your cover letter.
Po3a: Okay, thank you, teacher.
Mu Chenghe: You're welcome.
Po3a: Hehe, you actually have your real name.
Mu Chenghe: Po3a is Роза?
Po3a: You can tell at a glance. I thought it was written like the Russian name you gave me, so I just used it casually.
Mu Chenghe replied with a smiling face.
I bit my lip and started to think of a suitable topic, then turned around and asked the three of them what they thought, "What should I talk to him about?"
Zhao Xiaotang put on the mask and said vaguely: "Ask him how much money he earns a month."
“......”
Bai Lin said, "You just ask him if he likes you or not?"
“......”
Song Qiqi said: "The general chat opening sentence is to ask others if they have eaten, or to ask what the other party has been busy with recently? Right?”
I listened to Song Qiqi's words and nodded in agreement. It seems that she and I are the only ones in this dormitory to be normal.
Po3a: What have you been up to lately?
Mu Chenghe: Your Teacher Chen's mother came to see him from abroad, and I gave up his house and moved back to my own house.
Po3a: Your home?
Mu Chenghe: My family.
Po3a: I thought your family was out of town.
Mu Chenghe: Did I say that?
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