Old Liu drank too much and talked a lot. Liao Yuan never spoke again after that.

After he came out of Lao Liu's house, he walked on the chilly street, thinking about what Lao Liu told him.

Mr. Wu...he was not particularly impressed. Because Teacher Wu only served as the head teacher of their class in the first year of high school, and in the second year of high school, they changed the head teacher. And Teacher Wu doesn't teach them anymore. Apart from meeting in the corridor and calling out "Teacher", he and her had almost no contact.

Even in the year when she was his head teacher, she treated him just like any other student.

He really didn't know that Teacher Wu played such an important role at the most changeable time in his life.

He remembered in the dark. At that time, there were some unemployed young people near the school, mingling with some school students, smoking and drinking, doing things like hooligans do.

There were people he knew there, and they called him. He had actually been hanging out with them for a few days.

Those memories are very distant and vague, and it is really difficult to recall them without deliberately retrospecting them. But like he is now, after racking his brains to recall, it becomes clear again.

Really after that, Lao Liu forced him to work out with him.

Thinking of it this way, it must be that Teacher Wu discovered something at the time, and he went to ask Lao Liu for fear of his bad learning.

If at that time, there was no Teacher Wu, no Lao Liu... Liao Yuan made a serious assumption. Then he felt that, with his heart and concentration at the time, it was very likely that he would follow those little feisies. Whether or not he can finish high school is one thing, and even if he can, whether he will go to the imperial capital is another.

The more he thought about it, the more cold sweat broke out on his back.

Fortunately, at that time, there was Teacher Wu, who pushed his life on a different trajectory with a slight push.

Liao Yuan thought of these at this time, of Teacher Wu's worries, of Lao Liu's enthusiasm, of Cao Yuxuan's guilt...

Over the years, he has always had a gloomy feeling that he was abandoned by the world, but it turns out that... not.

It turned out that there were always people who worried about him, cared about him, and felt sorry for him, but these people were ignored by him in his self-pity and self-pity.

He looks back at himself now, and he really sees it clearly. In the past, he was indeed a person with the same weak heart as his biological parents!

If he hadn't met Guo Zhi, if she hadn't slowly exerted influence on him, taught him earnestly, and made him change a little bit, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to see himself clearly until today.

He stood in the dark, unable to articulate the emotions and sighs in his heart.

He took out his mobile phone and called Guo Zhi.

"Hello." Guo Zhi's voice sounded. Crisp, uplifted and full of life.

When Liao Yuan heard this voice, he felt that this winter night was not cold at all, and that the fragrance of the chūn sky was already blooming not far away.

"Guo Zhi!" he said, "I miss you!"

"...Silly! You must have been drinking again!" Guo Zhi said, and she laughed, "I miss you too."

☆、Chapter 97

On the third day of junior high, he came home during the day, showed his face, and had lunch. saw two groups of relatives, one from his father's side and one from his stepmother's side.

The former highly praised his "promising", which made Liao Chengjun flush with joy. The latter praised him tepidly, but Liao Chengjun praised him vigorously in front of his in-laws.

The in-laws had a subtle attitude, and occasionally glanced at Liao Rui's mother. The woman was very determined, and nodded with a smile.

Liao Yuan glanced at her.

When I was young, I only thought she was disgusting, hateful. But now he deeply felt that compared to this woman, his concentration alone was far inferior.

In the evening he went to the class reunion of his high school classmates. He was outstanding in high school. After two years of training in the imperial capital, he stood out among his classmates.

Several female classmates were drunk that day, and some were crying and crying after drinking alcohol.

Liao Yuan was unmoved.

He had never provoked them before, and now he has no obligation to be responsible for them.

What he really cares about is to inquire about Teacher Wu with his familiar male classmates. He called Lao Liu today, but Lao Liu said that Mr. Wu retired in his third year of high school, and her home was in Linxian, so he didn't know her contact information very well.

The classmates didn't know much about this old lady who had only been their class teacher for one year. After asking around, a male classmate finally said, "I'll ask you tomorrow. My second uncle also lives in that county. It's a coincidence that he and Mr. Wu are neighbors."

Liao Yuan thanked him.

Drinking alcohol at this kind of party is inevitable. Back at the hotel in the evening, Liao Yuan's cell phone kept beeping, causing him a headache. He turned off the beep and slept peacefully.

On the morning of the fourth day of the fourth day, he sobered up.

I lay down for a long time with a splitting headache before getting up to wash. Picking up the phone to go out for breakfast, glanced at it, but saw a surge in the number of text messages and WeChat.

A little surprised, he opened it and found that many people sent him New Year's greetings messages, and many people congratulated him. He quickly opened the laptop to connect to the Internet.

Because of the clever adaptation, although it is still selling corruption, it avoids all sensitive elements, and the online drama passed the trial safely before the festival. In order to catch the heat of the chūn festival, deliberately chose to start the broadcast on the first day of the new year.

In just three days, it became a hot search.

The names of Liao Yuan and He Kai became popular. Fans and comments on Weibo have surged.

In this drama, Liao Yuan can't make any money at all, which is similar to the last announcement. It's all about exposure.

Looking at the amount of video on demand, what he asked for has obviously been obtained.

Liao Yuan's heart was too good, so she wanted to call Guo Zhi with her cell phone to tell her the good news. But stopped before pressing the dial button.

I feel a little too impetuous, too impatient. He smiled and put away the phone. This good news, let's go back and tell her face to face.

As soon as he walked out of the room, the phone in his pocket rang.

"Hey, Liao Yuan, I asked my uncle, Mr. Wu... She's not doing well..."

...

Liao Yuan and Guo Zhi agreed that they would return to Guo Zhi's house on the fifth day of the fifth day, and then stay at her house for one night, and return to the imperial capital together on the seventh day.

But in the fifth day of junior high, Liao Yuan called Guo Zhi and said that he might not be able to go back a few days later. He said that his teacher was ill.

On the sixth day of the sixth day, Liao Yuan anxiously called Guo Zhi and asked her to transfer 20,000 yuan to him.

"My teacher is going on a ventilator!" he said.

Liao Yuan gave Guo Zhi his bank card, not just a card. Just like that, it's meaningless.

He forced Guo Zhi to change the online banking password.

He originally wanted Guo Zhi to give him some cash every month.

But Guo Zhi himself is used to having money on his body, and he can't stand a man without money. She asked him to apply for another card. She put 10,000 yuan in the card for him as a backup, and then transferred several thousand yuan every month to him for daily expenses according to his own requirements.

When go home for the New Year, the money for buying things is withdrawn separately. He did such a clear calculation, making Guo Zhi dumbfounded.

Of course, I can feel his seriousness about this matter even more, and I am not unmoved in my heart.

She also seriously helped him manage his money. She thought that when there was more money, she would help him buy some financial management or something, and take care of it.

Liao Yuan had a reserve fund of 10,000 yuan, but suddenly he was in a hurry to ask for money, which shows that the situation there is urgent. Guo Zhi hurriedly called him the money.

I called him again on the evening of the sixth day of the new year, only to find out that his teacher had reached the level of being put on a ventilator, but the family could no longer afford the money. Liao Yuan put the money on it.

Guo Zhi asked how the situation was, Liao Yuan was silent for a long time before saying that it was not good.

Guo Zhi comforted him for a while.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, Guo Zhi returned to the imperial capital. No one lives there for a week, and the house is covered in dust. Guo Zhi was cleaning at home alone, only to realize that in just a few months, she was so used to being lazy by Liao Yuan.

Ouch, housework is so annoying! When will Liao Yuan come back? she thought gloomily.

At the beginning of the eighth day, everyone was in a very sluggish state, and everyone suffered from the "festival syndrome", even the always-spirited Master Guo was no exception.

It was only on the ninth day of the first year that really entered the working state. When came home from a busy day, the house was pitch-dark and the stove was cold. Inexplicably, this female man Guo Zhi began to feel empty, lonely and cold.

Getting used to the sweet and greasy life of two people, and suddenly returning to the state of one person, it is really unaccustomed.

Not to mention the lovesickness at night, which burns people to the point of being unable to sleep.

On the tenth day of the first day, the wind was blowing again. Because Liao Yuan was away, Guo Zhi spent the past few days solving dinner by himself.

With the cold wind blowing into her neck, she deliberately found a noodle shop and ordered a large bowl of steaming lamb ròu noodles. When the meal was fragrant, Liao Yuan called.

"Guo Zhi..." He called her and stopped talking.

Breathing and nasal sounds can be heard on the phone. He must be crying again, Guo Zhi thought.

"What's wrong?" she asked, actually guessing it in her heart.

Liao Yuan was silent for a long time, sucked his nose several times, and finally said, "My teacher... is gone..."

If there is anything else, Guo Zhi can talk to Liao Yuan. But Guo Zhi has no experience in such matters as birth, aging, illness and death. She didn't know what to say for a while, so she could only say "Oh...".

There was silence on the phone. After a while, Guo Zhicai said, "Then you... come back early..."

"Well... Guo Zhi..." Liao Yuan said in a nasal voice, "I miss you..."

Guo Zhi hung up the phone and ran out of food, so he hurriedly took two bites and drove home.

Unscrew the door and lock to enter the house, the house is still dark and no one is there.

Before going to bed at night, Guo Zhi turned off the lights in the living room, but turned on the lights in the hallway.

Standing in the beam, looking at the dust floating in the air, she suddenly had an illusion, as if the habit of "leaving a lamp" had been with her for so long. But this is simply a new habit that Liao Yuan brought to her after she moved into this house.

Unconsciously, it was carved into the bone marrow.

When she slept, she wrapped the quilt tightly and felt a little empty. Liao Yuan's breath was everywhere. When he was there, she was used to it. When he was gone, she was startled by his ubiquity and subtlety.

Do not separate do not know. As soon as they were separated, felt a deep sense of lovesickness.

But Guo Zhi knew that she was definitely not the only one who felt this way. She knew that Liao Yuan must also miss her.

So... let's cut to the bone, don't be afraid!

Wrapped in the quilt, she rolled onto Liao Yuan's pillow, surrounded by his breath, and fell asleep sweetly.

The next day, Lin Bo called her and asked Liao Yuan what was going on. He asked for leave and then extended it. Did something happen at home?

"No, his teacher died?" Guo Zhi explained.

"Teacher? Did it take that long for the teacher to die?" Limbaugh said.

"I don't know." Guo Zhi was not particularly clear. Liao Yuan's heart was low these days, and he was unwilling to elaborate on the phone.

Guo Zhi guessed: "Probably the relationship is okay?"

The objective situation that cannot be changed, Lin Bo will not spend so much effort complaining.