"Dongdong~"

The head teacher knocked on the classroom door.

She looked into the classroom.

The eyebrows are raised.

"Their class has been exposed."

"You are not leaving yet?"

"Do you want to stay and study?"

The teacher smiled but not smiled.

"That's OK-"

...

"Teacher, we're leaving."

The teacher's advice was too "thrilling", and the students immediately forgot what happened the previous second, and hurried towards the classroom door.

Everyone pushes me, I push you, it’s so lively.

"Goodbye, teacher."

When passing by the teacher, the students smiled very well.

But the pace did not slow down.

...

The head teacher was a little funny.

"goodbye."

"Be careful on the way home."

"Be careful when crossing the road."

"It's almost the end of the period. I'm calm down during this period. Read more books. In addition to homework, I also need to look at the wrong questions I have done to check for omissions and fill in the gaps..."

The head teacher couldn't help but teach the students who passed by.

...

"knew!"

The student who walked away replied loudly.

...

Soon, the lively classroom became a little deserted.

The boy pulled the strap of his schoolbag and walked towards the classroom door.

His eyes drooped slightly.

I feel a little uncomfortable.

He is not used to being alone with his teacher.

...

Boys have "common problems" that ordinary students have.

Students have a natural sense of "fear" towards teachers.

...

The boy regretted why he didn't keep up with the pace of the last student leaving in time?

Otherwise, it wouldn't have fallen into such an embarrassing situation.

......

"Goodbye to the teacher."

When passing by the teacher, the boy quickly said goodbye.

After saying that, he was a little upset.

I don’t know if the teacher has heard it clearly?

But he asked him to say it again... he couldn't say it.

Too strange.

Who said goodbye twice?

Moreover, his steps did not stop.

His feet seemed to have their own will.

...

The boy tightened his hands holding the strap of his schoolbag.

...

"Song Xiaxuan."

The teacher shouted and stopped the boy with his head down, silenced in a hurry.

...

The boy's figure paused.

He slowly turned back.

Showing doubts on his face.

"teacher?"

But my heartbeat slowly accelerated.

...

"Don't go to the park for the time being."

The teacher looked at the boy.

As an adult, even if she is a teacher, she cannot intervene too much.

But as a teacher, she can still give some advice.

In her opinion, the most convenient way to deal with this matter is that the boy should not go to that park again.

From the source, the behavior of those children who like to do some troubles is eliminated.

Very simple, isn't it?

"You probably don't have a reason to go to that park, right?"

To be on the safe side, the teacher asked.

Although it's hard for her to imagine any reason she has to go to a park?

Is there such a reason?

No?

...

The boy pursed his lips.

Reasons to go to the park...

Actually...he has it.

He thought of the crow.

Then, he thought of his mother again.

"……No."

The boy pulled the corner of his mouth.

He shook his head slightly.

“I won’t go to that park again.”

Because my mother told him not to go.

Between the crow and his mother, he chose his mother.

...

"That's good."

The teacher bent the corner of his mouth.

"alright."
To be continued...