"Report!" A crisp voice rang out beside the door like the wind.
The hand holding the pen slightly paused and did not raise his head. "Come in."
The girl straightened her back, walked to the desk in front of the senior class, and stood there for three meters. After a salute, she stopped talking.
She didn't say anything, and it was as if Gu Songjun, who was sitting behind a few tables, had forgotten about her.
The hand holding the pen flew through the pages, and the handwriting was a little vigorous.
The plain curtains behind him were pulled up to block the light behind him, making him look colder and more indifferent.
The air seemed to be condensed, and it was frozen here.
After an unknown period of time, he finally stopped. He slowly put on his pen and cap and looked up at her. "What's the matter?"
"I want to take leave," she said clearly, word by word.
Mr. Gu's expression was calm, and there was no ripple in his eyes. "What's the reason?"
"I... don't feel well," Pei Wanwan replied after a moment of hesitation.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
There was a trace of inquiry in his unfathomable eyes.
Pei Wanwan bit her lower lip with the back of her teeth, and two unnatural blushs appeared on her pale cheeks. She was shy to say something.
She didn't answer, and so didn't press him. She gently clasped her hands together and leaned back.
It was still cold and warm in September. The sun was hot outside. He knew that there was a physical class today, and he also knew that her plan to slack off was even better.
What he was more interested in was what kind of reason she was looking for this time.
"..." The struggle made her little nose sweat slightly. She held her hands by her sides and said, "I... don't feel well."
Raising his eyebrows, he picked up the calendar in front of him and glanced at it-
Today was No. 15, and there was a red circle around No. 23.
Putting down the calendar, he said coldly, "No!"
"..." Pei Wanwan couldn't help taking a step forward. "Uncle..."
As she approached, the familiar fragrance eroded her breath.
He pursed his lips tightly, and his handsome face was cold and aggressive.
Pei Wanwan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at like this.
He knew that every time she called him brother-in-law with some grievance and unwillingness, she would go back on her word.
But he also knew how to deal with this kind of Pei Wanwan.
"Last week, you barely passed English."
Mr. Gullit paused for a moment. Pei Wanwan felt the pressure increase sharply. She then heard him say, "Last week, did you fail in mathematics? No matter how bad your stamina is this week, you don't have to graduate, let alone go to college! What do you want to do?!"
He put his hand heavily on the table, and the dull sound seemed to hit her heart.
Mr. Gullit had always been a man of few words, but Pei Wanwan had always been able to break her promise in front of him.
Pei Wanwan pursed her lips, looking a little aggrieved.
The door was not closed. Occasionally, a teacher would pass by from outside and inadvertently glance inside.
Pei Wanwan could feel that his sparse gaze was fixed on her back. Her sweaty back had become hotter and hotter.
Mr. Gu's piercingly sharp tone was like training a soldier under his command, leaving no room for negotiation.
Pei Wanwan had wanted to say that she was going to have her period, but she couldn't bring herself to say it in front of him.
She didn't completely abandon the girl's reservedness and shyness.
The stubbornness in her bones made her unwilling to lower her head. After staring at him for three minutes, she bit her lower lip a little deeper.
"Got it!" She stood straight and saluted a beautiful military salute. Without saying anything, she turned around and ran out of his office.
Looking at her back as she trotted, he picked up the pen again, but his mind was no longer calm.
It was as if a small stone had been scooped up from a deathly still pool of water, causing ripples and ripples in the air.
He couldn't help but recall the first time he saw her-
In the hospital.
He didn't like the smell of disinfectant everywhere. Of course, he didn't like the reason why he came here.
There was a serious car accident. It took two lives.
Pei Jincheng had already let go of his hand. Su Yun still had a trace of weakness. When she saw him, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes. Somehow, she had the strength to grab his hand. "Lil' Jun, Wanwan is fine. Please!"
"Wanwan?" Even at this moment of separation, his expression did not change much. However, he did not pull out his hand. He allowed her to hold his hand, which had almost no warmth.
Hearing what he said, Su Yun seemed to remind her of something. She turned her face and looked around in a panic. Her eyes fell on the corner of the room, on the girl who was curled up in the curtain. "Wanwan, come here!"
But the girl didn't move. Looking over carefully, he could see her trembling shoulders, squatting quietly, biting her lips, staring at him with her big eyes.
"Wanwan..." The urgent call seemed to have exhausted a lot of energy in her body. Her life's vitality was rapidly slipping away, and her face was as pale as paper.
Melvin pulled out his hand and walked to Pei Wanwan with strong steps. He bent down and easily caught her who was trying to hide. He kicked her collar, as if he was holding an disobedient little animal. He just raised it in front of Su Yun and said, "Go ahead."
The look in Su Yun's eyes was reluctant, painful, struggling, and tangled. All kinds of most complicated emotions in the world were mixed together. Her throat moved, but it only turned into a sentence, "Wanwan, call me uncle."
The girl turned her face away, and her eyes were red. She pursed her lips stubbornly without saying a word.
"It's late..." The cry was not complete, and then she coughed quickly. A large mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, stained the white sheets red, and blossomed into a large, shocking, angry flower.
Pei Wanwan turned her head in shock. Her originally dull expression finally regained its reaction. Her hands and feet began to flutter and she immediately pounced on Mr. GU as soon as he loosened his grip. She snorted twice, and the whimpering sound was like the low cry of an injured animal.
This kind of reaction was really special. hatesomely, he couldn't help looking at it a few more times. When the medical staff covered Su Yun's face with the white sheet, he sighed softly and leaned over to hold Pei Wanwan's hand. The hot liquid hit his hand, and he was slightly surprised.
Thinking back, he couldn't tell whether it was her silent tears or her low and shallow "uncle" who seemed to be unwilling and sad.
Shinian, 21 years old, Pei Wanwan, 12 years old.
He picked up a stubborn doll and ended it after twenty-one years.