Chapter 3087
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Thinking back to those years, throughout my entire academic life, I must have been a very reclusive person in the eyes of my classmates.
After such a long time, I've long gotten used to the world of the two of us. It's probably because I've been used to spending time with Dongyu since I was young. Without him by my side, whenever a stranger invades, I subconsciously arm myself.
During that period of youth, I was too quiet in class. During class, I would look down at my textbook. After class, I would look out the window. Amidst the noisy fighting, I would stare silently at the window in a daze. On the second floor of the opposite building was Dongyu's classroom, which was opposite my class. Dongyu would also lean against the windowsill and quietly look at me. Even if we couldn't talk, we still enjoyed it.
Hence, the few minutes of break between classes became the time I yearned for the most. The day's classes became the most unbearable sea for me. Hence, when the school bell rang, I suddenly felt alive and beautiful. The fourth grade class often ended very late, and mine ended early. Hence, I liked to tiptoe and lean against the windowsill, shaking my head as I waited for him. Over time, the people in Dongyu's class became familiar with me and would even tease me.
Sometimes, when I got bored of waiting, I would do somersaults in the corridor outside the classroom. I even did a handstand. I would often fall and knock my head, but I never got tired of it. However, I didn't want to make Dongyu anxious. Every time I fell while doing a handstand, he would immediately stand up. Once, when I went overboard, the teacher rushed out aggressively with a ruler. He pointed at me and lectured, "Which class's child is so restless? We're still in class. Hurry up and go home! "
I was stunned by the scolding. Pinching the corner of my shirt, I said aggrievedly, "Teacher, I'm waiting for my brother to go home …"
The teacher turned to look inside the classroom and asked angrily in a low voice, "What's your brother's name?"
I immediately shut my mouth, not wanting to betray Dongyu. However, a thin figure stood up quietly near the window.
"Teacher Xue, she's my sister."
Dongyu's tone was calm and unruffled.
Teacher Xue's teaching style was famous in town for being strict and dignified. At that time, there was no such thing as a harmonious teacher-student relationship. Corporal punishment was common. Naturally, Dongyu didn't end well for himself. Teacher Xue swung the ruler and slapped him hard on the shoulder a few times, then punished him by making him stand at the door of the classroom. His school bag was also mercilessly thrown out, but he was not allowed to pick it up.
I had never seen such a detestable teacher. I was dumbfounded. I stared blankly at the books all over the floor and cried out in sadness.
Dongyu looked at me and laughed helplessly, pretending not to care.
"I'm bored in class."
"Your homeroom teacher is so fierce!" I secretly spoke ill of his teacher.
He smiled and said, "The senior students have to change their form teacher. If you're not paying attention in class, you'll be punished severely."
I was scared and shrunk my shoulders.
After class, the students filed out. Some of them didn't pay attention to their feet and stepped on Dongyu's textbook until the pages were torn. Only a few girls carefully moved the textbook away from the teacher's sight.
Without Old Xue's approval, no one dared to help.
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