Duckweed Memoirs (Serial No. 9 • Thunderbolt on a Sunny Day)
Teacher Wang was transferred to another township primary school, and when I left, there was no silence, so I couldn't see me off. In fact, even if they met, with their shy and conservative personality, and clumsy, they didn't know what to say. It's just that for a long time, her wonderful figure, loving smile, and silver bell-like voice often come to mind and linger. Teacher Yang is no longer as flamboyant as before, and in addition to working and living silently, he is more spoiled by me. Problems encountered at work, big and small trivial things in life, everything to talk about, not sisters, better than sisters! Once told me that she saw some signs of Teacher Wang's "teacher-student love", and also hinted at reminding her: you have a husband, you have children, you are no longer an unmarried little girl, you must cherish your family happiness, a junior high school boy, the mind is not yet mature, and it is impossible to blossom and bear fruit! But she was originally a naïve girl, twenty-two or three years old, just ignorantly stepped into the threshold of marriage, and gave birth to a girl out of wedlock. It seems that the heart is unwilling, the play is not exhausted, and before you know it, you will slide into the quagmire of deformed love, and you can't pull it!
Naturally, my relationship with Ichigo is also one of the topics of exchange between sisters and a reserved program. It is said that it is such a college student all the way, a table of talents, and entered the government office, not together, you have to take the initiative, tie him up with the belt of your trousers, don't make a wedding dress for her! Shame was so that her face was red, and the clouds were blossoming, and she hurriedly scratched her arm socket!
It is said that "there are unpredictable storms in the sky, and people have bad luck", in this world, is anyone's life script written in advance? You never know, tomorrow or the unexpected which one will come first.
One night I went home after self-study, it was a little after 8 o'clock, the students had not yet finished class, and there were few pedestrians on the road. There were dark clouds rolling in the sky, it seemed that it was about to rain, and there was thunder in the sky, and an electric light flashed from time to time. I hurried home through the small door in the back wall of the school. Walk to a clearing on the east side of the road that used to be a playground, where there is a long-deserted dilapidated shed. I didn't feel anything during the day, and in the dark night, there was a burst of nervousness for no reason. Just as I was about to speed up my steps to cross it, suddenly a black shadow came out, pulled me into his arms, covered my mouth with the other, and stumbled and dragged me into the shed...
The night was already dark, and there was no discernment in the shed, only smelling the rapid breathing of the other party, and a smell of green onions and garlic came to the nose. I wanted to shout, but I couldn't shout, in fact, I didn't dare to shout, I didn't know how to shout. The sudden change overwhelmed me, just passively pushing, in the face of male powerful male hormones is only symbolic, more like a sluggish gesture. All the while, I didn't leave his embrace. Rude and shapeless kisses, ravaged by thin clothes. Only a brief break in panic and undressing each other's pants, there was a glimmer of respite. Just about to make a sound, he was covered with his mouth and nose again. After a heart-piercing pain, only tears remained. Outside the shed, thunder and lightning, wind and rain are tight. Inside the shed, a long-planned human evil is being staged... (To find out what happened, and listen to the next breakdown)
