Before graduation, hold down the restless you

Chapter 43 [Teacher-Student Love] Salted Fish turned over 42 times

Gu Ze's decision to resign was made more than half a year ago. The handover work has been completed, and everything has been negotiated with the old principal.After all, it is a private high school, unlike a public high school, which is managed by the Education Bureau. If you want to leave if you break the contract, it is a matter of money anyway.

The afternoon bar hadn't opened yet.Jiang Han rubbed his sleepy eyes and went downstairs, almost tripped over by the succulent plants in front of him.

"Be careful." Gu Ze shook his wine glass and gave him a sideways glance.

He understands, he understands.This is Gu Ze telling him to be careful of his baby's meatiness.Even if he fell on his back, Gu Ze wouldn't tell him to "be careful", and maybe he would kick him nonchalantly and ask, "Are you dead?"

Jiang Han deliberately didn't make a detour, and stepped straight across the rows of succulents in front of him, so that Gu Ze's precious plant could feel the humiliation under the crotch, as if he had insulted Gu Ze at the same time, and he felt relieved all at once.

He turned his head and greeted the newcomer at the bar: "Nancy, come and help me mix a glass of wine."

The staff of the bar were all out at night, only a young boy who seemed to be seventeen or eighteen years old was sitting on the sofa in the distance, with a stern expression and gentle eyes wiping his guitar.

Hearing the boss calling him, Nancy gently put the guitar back into the distance and walked over.

Jiang Han smiled and said, "How about it, isn't my new baby not bad?" After speaking, he took the opportunity to pinch Nancy's face and wipe off the oil.

Nancy's face froze, and there was a hint of warning in her eyes.

Jiang Han didn't take it seriously, and looked at Nancy's sharp-edged profile with her head down and a nympho with a playful smile.

Gu Ze took the wine, smiled, and took a sip.

Jiang Han, who had just woken up, was still wearing loose silk pajamas. As he leaned towards the bar, his collar was tilted to one side, revealing his slender neck and beautiful collarbone.He yawned lazily, and looked at the big lump on the ground with a bit of a headache: "As a reward, when you go to the United States, remember to take pictures of rough guys as big as birds, handsome, tall, and muscular. "

Gu Ze just smiled restrainedly and didn't answer.Then he took the second glass of wine that was pushed.

In Jiang Han's impression, Gu Ze had changed several girlfriends, but not for a long time.He also tried to introduce a few boyfriends to Gu Ze. At that time, Gu Ze had an expression as if he wanted to chop him up and throw him on the street to feed the dogs.Gu Ze is calm, composed, and introverted, but like an unpredictable wind, it blows from the magic capital to Jinling, and now it is going to blow abroad again.

Rao is a person who likes to play like him, and now he also likes to settle down in this bar he opened, as if he has a reliable belonging and reliance.He couldn't understand why Gu Ze was "wandering" like "living in no fixed place".Even if you don't have a lover, you should find a city and settle down.

he had asked him.

Gu Ze smiled calmly, as if casually mentioned: "Have you seen Maugham's "The Moon and Sixpence"?"

"Hmm...? Oh, is that the poor lunatic who abandoned his wife and quit his job just to paint?" Jiang Han paused, "Isn't it you? Could it be that you want to learn from him? That paper man... ? Charles Strickland? Mr. Gu, have you forgotten how old you are on the ID card?"

Gu Ze looked forward, the liquid in the cup refracted a strange color under the light, the light and shadow followed, and the darkness changed.He pursed his lips, and then said softly: "This character has a prototype."

Gu Ze lit a cigarette.He has always had an excellent sense of self-discipline, and even Jiang Han rarely saw him smoking.Faint smoke rose in front of his eyes, and Jiang Han couldn't see his expression clearly for a while.

He flicked the cigarette ash on his fingertips, his voice was cold, but he was extraordinarily sober: "There are very few paths a person can choose in this life, and there are gains and losses."

Jiang Han shrugged, took his cigarette and lit one: "You want to say, you want to choose the moon?" Jiang Han smiled: "With your family background, even if you choose the moon, you can have both sixpence." Yes. Why put yourself in a dilemma?"

In reality, there are very few people who can really fight for their dreams. Most people have no choice but to stop for life, give up the moon that is out of reach, and bow their heads to pick up the sixpence that can support their lives.

This is reality.

And Gu Ze is just the lucky one who can look up at the moon and is pregnant with Sixpence at the same time.

Gu Ze chuckled twice, sipped his wine wordlessly, and asked, "Jiang Han, what do you think sixpence is? Money? Social resources? Personal connections?"

Jiang Han's words were blocked, and he didn't know how to respond.

Gu Ze turned the radiant wine glass in front of him: "Whether it's Charles Strickland or Gauguin, it's not that they chose their dreams, but they were hit by their dreams." Gu Ze held the wine glass firmly and steadily Put it on the bar: "There is only one road in front of them."

He doesn't yearn for the stable life that Jiang Han said, nor does he envy a stable relationship.To him, love is more like a heavy shackle, binding him firmly.

Over time, this restraint can turn into torture, which only increases fatigue.He doesn't believe in the so-called eternal life.

Moreover, living with a person for a long time will create an inseparable dependence.He doesn't like this, his emotions tend to get out of control, and he prefers a rational life.

Only with absolute reason can he see the road in front of him clearly, and he can unswervingly walk towards the unreachable moon.

This is what he wants.

In the past, he also talked about several love affairs.He doesn't understand love, and when a relationship ends, he thinks love is nothing more than that.Then lost interest.

And those girls who used to cry and refused to break up soon posted about their new lovers in the circle of friends.There's nothing wrong with that.

Love has a shelf life.

It's just that he hesitated slightly.There was a black apple lying in the drawer. When he had nothing to do, he would often spy on the child's Weibo. It was confiscated when he first met him, and it has been kept until now.There is also a thick and long dog leash next to it, and a giraffe knife.There are also some bits and pieces of gadgets... Gold-rimmed spectacle frames, a neat stack of papers with his name written on them, a protest letter about the glory of the king...

His heart loosened.

In the end, Yan He and Li Mu were the two who escaped from the school.

Yan He stood by the side of the road and swiped his phone, waiting for Didi Che: "Hey, are you sure you want to come? There is still time to go back now."

Li Mu looked left and right to find the license plate and said, "Come on, I'm already a senior in high school anyway, and the school can't punish me. Besides, the new head teacher can't even recognize everyone now, so it's still a question of whether he can find out."

After getting in the car, Yan He reported the name of the mall.

For an hour, Yan He changed into a suit and stood in front of the huge mirror, looking left and right.Then he picked up Li Mu who was lying on the sofa and beat the king, and went straight to the barber shop.

When it was nearly evening, Li Mu looked at his outfit that was not what it used to be, and couldn't help but praise him: "You are like a walking RMB now." He grabbed the corner of his straight suit, quite puzzled: "I Say, you can only wear this dress once. Go directly to the third floor of KID to rent it, and you even bought the whole set."

Yan He didn't take it seriously, and secretly complained in his heart, how ugly that rented suit is.And if he succeeds in capturing Gu Ze, this is the red dress that will send him into the bridal chamber!

Li Mu had no idea that the rich and powerful local tyrant in front of him was frantically thinking about all kinds of happy and happy married life.The eyebrows are no longer drooping, the dark circles under the eyes are gone, and the walking is more vigorous and relaxed.Head up, chest out, goose step.Those who didn't know thought that he was going to be on the international stage and lead a "winner in life" statuette.

"Okay, you can go back." Yan He put an excellent Ge Youping on the sofa of the hotel, perfectly crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and threw it away after use. There is a model of forgetting everything, even a meal.He fiddled with his phone with his head down, and didn't even have the time to look at Li Mu.

Li Mu suddenly felt an urge to splash water on him.

Yan He stared at the WeChat interface, pondered for nearly 10 minutes, but did not edit a decent message.

——"Mr. Gu, let's chat, XX hotel XX0X." What are you talking about coming to the hotel?It looks like it's a conspiracy.deleted.

——"Mr. Gu, I'm at XX Hotel XX0X, can you come and see me?"...It's a bit inexplicable.deleted.

After deleting and writing back and forth, Yan He finally became impatient.With an idea, he quickly got up and stood by the window, looking at the land below the 18th floor, and took a selfie for himself.

Because of the angle and lighting problems, he took several pictures before he picked the most perfect one and clicked send.

Postscript "XX Hotel XX0X, 8 o'clock in the evening, Mr. Gu, if you don't come, I will jump off."

Satisfied, he turned off the phone, watched TV, and began to wait for someone.

Jiang Han knew that Gu Ze was in a bad mood today, so he specially lent him the top floor.

It isolates all the hustle and bustle and luxury outside.

Gu Ze didn't turn on the light, and sank into the sofa silently, staring at the bustling city under the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, wondering what he was thinking.

After a long time, the mobile phone emitted a particularly bright light in the dark.

He finally moved, like an iceberg waking up.

In just a second, he suddenly stood up from the sofa, glanced at the time quickly, picked up his coat and went out.

According to his understanding, Yan He is definitely not a person who will joke with his life and commit suicide.

Maybe it's just a lie.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped and became much calmer.He collected himself, and then suppressed the waves in his heart, and dialed the past.

Shut down.

He almost burst into anger.

Went downstairs, started the car, and drove quickly to the hotel.