It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

"Because this isn't for eating." The little girl laughed and cut off a piece and put it on the plate. "Hey, Ji Chen."

Ji Chen looked back, confused.

pia.

Creamy face.

"what!"

The war has begun.

In the living room filled with laughter, the little girl shouted:

"Teacher Tong, hide in the room quickly!"

Tong Yao swallowed her saliva, afraid that the cream would get on her hair, and quickly slipped into the bedroom. When she turned around, she found that the little girl had locked the door.

"Teacher Tong."

Ruan Qian raised her head and stared into Tong Yao's eyes, her eyes curved, "Happy birthday."

Just happy birthday, why did you lock the door?

Tong Yao thought so in her heart, but she couldn't say anything else. As if burned by that look, she quickly lowered her head:

"……Um."

As Ruan Qian approached, Tong Yao subconsciously stepped back until she touched the bed behind her.

She then discovered that Ruanruan had hidden a box behind her.

Ruan Qian didn't say anything, but quietly opened the box. Inside was a crystal clear ring. It wasn't a very expensive style, but it was very beautiful. However, the little girl herself felt that she was not presentable enough, and she didn't even let Tong Yao wear it:

"I will buy more expensive ones for Teacher Tong in the future."

Tong Yao was stunned, not knowing whether to laugh or cry:

"Why are you wasting money?"

She looked at her plain fingers and put on the ring...what would it look like?

She never cared about the price.

So she glanced aside shyly and slowly extended her left ring finger to the little girl.

Chapter 115: Life

The cold ring was put on the finger, and the feeling of being bound made it impossible to escape. This was the trap of love. Tong Yao blushed and looked at the side. When she glanced at the little girl with her peripheral vision, she found that the little girl looked serious and solemn, carefully putting the ring on her knuckle.

"Okay." Ruan Qian slowly let go of her hand and said softly.

Tong Yao was stunned for a moment, looked at her fingers, and said hesitantly:

"Why... isn't it worn on the ring finger?"

She only knew that it should be worn on the ring finger when getting married, but she didn't know much about other fingers.

Nowadays, the ring is worn on the middle finger.

"Because wearing it on the middle finger means love." The little girl laughed, "So Teacher Tong wants to wear it on the ring finger, then I..."

"No, I don't want to."

Nursery rhyme covers her face.

It turns out that the rules for wearing rings are so detailed.

She stretched out her ring finger...it was as if she couldn't wait any longer.

shame.

She put her hand on her leg, the crystal light flickered under the lamp, the ring was beautiful, and it matched her hand perfectly. Advertisers always like to associate diamond rings with happiness, and Tong Yao suddenly understood why so many women fell for it.

At least at this moment, she did feel it.

happy.

"It looks pretty." She said imperceptibly.

"Because Teacher Tong's hands are beautiful." said the little girl with a smile.

"Grumpy."

"it is true!"

The living room outside was noisy. Tong Yao curled and stretched her fingers, sitting on the bed, and gently stroked the ring with her other hand. Ruan Qian bent her knees, bent down, and stared at Tong Yao, making her face blush:

"What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking..." Ruan Qian moved closer, "There seems to be some cream on Teacher Tong's neck."

Tong Yao was startled and subconsciously reached out to touch her, but the little girl had already taken action and threw her down on the bed. As she felt the wet licking on her neck, Tong Yao's body froze and she almost thought she was going to be sucked blood.

The sucking of her neck made her whole body numb. She wanted to struggle, but she found that she was so weak. Her body was heating up. The strangeness she had never experienced before made her feel that something was wrong with her. Then she panicked and tilted her head to one side, hastily ending this sweet torture.

She almost embarrassedly picked up the pillow, covered her face and said:

"I'm tired!"

The little girl was startled and said, "Oh, then I'll ask them to go back."

Tong Yao was lying there, not saying a word.

The door opened and closed.

She heard Ruanruan saying something outside, and then a bunch of people started to pack up their things. She felt that she should go out and say hello to the children, but she was afraid that she would be embarrassed by her eyes. After struggling for a long time, she slowly moved the pillow away and looked at herself in the mirror. There was nothing unusual, and the most important thing was that there was no mark on her neck. She finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the room. The living room was quiet for a moment. She swallowed and said:

"Thank you all today. I am very happy on this birthday."

"You're welcome, teacher!"

"Teacher Tong is always beautiful!"

The crowd responded enthusiastically.

"Everyone, please be quiet when you leave. Some of the teachers in the building are old and need to rest." She adjusted herself and smiled, "Also, be safe."

The students left one by one, including Ruan Qian. The little girl mixed in with the crowd. Yan Zhi asked secretly:

"What did you do in the room?"

Ruan Qian answered very innocently:

"Just a gift."

"That's it?"

"Ah."

In response to her, Yan Zhi's face was full of suspicion.

After everyone went home, Ruan Qian turned around and went home.

The rest of the night was all hers.

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It is said that three years is a generation gap.

Tong Yao counted on her fingers and realized that she was 19 years old and the girl was only 16. Although she would be 17 soon, there should be a generation gap between them now.

But she remembered a saying: A girl who is three years older than her husband is rich. This saying is very embarrassing and makes Ruanruan sound like a young man.

The midterm exams at the end of April were over, and then there was the three-day May Day holiday. For students who could only have one day off a week, three days was too rare, especially right after the exams. It was like a long drought finally ending, and everyone was extremely happy.

Ruan Qian didn't stay at Tong Yao's place during the holidays because her parents Gu Yiwen and Ruan Chen came. They booked two double rooms, and Ruan Chen stayed with Ruan Xiaobei, while Gu Yiwen stayed with Ruan Qian. The couple rarely came from Xiangnan to see the child. Each time they came, it cost one or two thousand yuan. For a family that was not rich, they would rather bear the longing and come less often to save some money for the child.

After just a few months of not seeing her father, Ruan Qian found that her father had become thinner. Her mother told her that her father was looking for a job, but couldn't find one, and was anxious every day.

Ruan Qian opened her phone and found that the progress of the comics was still normal. Various data were rising slowly and ranked among the top on the website.

But it's not enough.

The comics on the website have not been charged so far, and the only money she can get is the several thousand yuan bonus from the website every month and the erratic rewards. Occasionally, she can take some small orders, such as drawing character designs for mobile games, but this opportunity is even less reliable than rewards.

"Xiao Qian, how did you do in this midterm exam?" In the hotel, Gu Yiwen was blow-drying his daughter's hair after she had just taken a shower.

"Not bad," Ruan Qian lowered her head and chatted with the editor, "I feel like I did better than the last time."

"You are really good." Gu Yiwen smiled, "Your brother is holding a computer all day long, I don't know what to say to him."

"He needs a computer to participate in the competition. It's the information age now, and people who know how to use computers will definitely be popular in the future." Ruan Qian suddenly raised her phone, "The editor said there is an event for anime adaptation, and works with more than two volumes can sign up. I'll try to sign up."

"Is it about turning your comics into cartoons?" Gu Yiwen said, "Will it affect your studies? You're almost a senior in high school..."

"No, I know several people who are studying for competitions, such as information competitions and biology competitions, while studying normally, and they are still in the top 50 in the grade." The little girl pouted, "Mom, don't worry."

Gu Yiwen looked kindly, stroked his daughter's long hair, and sighed:

"It's all your fault that mom didn't give you good conditions, which is why you have to work so hard."

"Mom!" The little girl hated her mother saying this the most, "Please don't keep thinking like that, okay? I think the life you give me is pretty good."

Gu Yiwen smiled faintly, stretched out her hands and held her daughter in her arms:

"Mom's greatest happiness is to have a daughter like you."

Ruan Qian was stunned for a moment, and stayed in her mother's arms without moving. Slowly, she changed her posture, buried her face, and whispered:

"Mom, I'm living at Teacher Tong's house now, and I've got my school pass."

Gu Yiwen was stunned: "What?" Then, she reacted, "Why didn't you tell me such a big thing? You are causing so much trouble to Teacher Tong, and your relationship..."

She gradually became unable to speak.

"Mom, don't let your imagination run wild." Ruan Qian blushed as she explained, "Teacher Tong is much more reserved than I am. She said she would wait until I graduate."

"Then you can't be unreserved..." Gu Yiwen wanted to say something, but sighed again.

Her daughter is well-behaved, but Teacher Tong is such an excellent person that she feels wronged for her own daughter. Seeing her daughter's grades improving and becoming more cheerful, the positive factors brought by this relationship made her unable to stop.

If being with Teacher Tong can make her daughter happy and full of sunshine, then even if she is worried about their future, all she can do now is to support her.

On the night of May Day, the square was decorated with lights and people were coming and going, many of them were walking their dogs.

Ruan Xiaobei bought two large skewers of lamb and gave one to Ruan Qian, but Ruan Qian was scared when she saw so much greasy meat, so she handed it to her father and said:

"Dad, you eat."

Ruan Chen's expression was distorted for a moment, his pupils dilated, as if he was suppressing something. He covered his mouth, as if he was trying not to vomit, and waved his hands:

"No, I won't eat."

Ruan Qian was a little dazed for a moment, and Gu Yiwen quickly pulled her away and said:

"Your dad has a stomachache."

But Gu Yiwen's smile was forced. Ruan Qian suddenly felt cold all over. She was sensitive and thought her parents were hiding something. So she asked:

"Mom, is Dad sick? Don't lie to me."

She hoped her mother's answer would be no.

Gu Yiwen was flustered and dazed for a moment, then said:

"Don't think too much, it's nothing."

But parents probably never imagine how divergent and active their children's thinking is. To children, parents are the heaven and the earth. If either one collapses, the heaven and the earth will collapse.

Because of worry and fear, most children will have wild thoughts.

But for a few, unfortunately, it comes true.

At night in the square, Ruan Qian was absent-minded. On the surface, she pretended to be fine, but her eyes were following her father, secretly searching for what disease would cause nausea from the smell of food.

Gastritis, gastric ulcer, and some even said gastric cancer. She suddenly wanted to laugh. It was said that even a minor illness could be diagnosed as a terminal illness using Baidu. It was indeed true. But she couldn't laugh. She just felt panicked and didn't even dare to search any further.

Back at the hotel, while Gu Yiwen was in the bathroom, she secretly took her mother's phone. The unlock password was set by her, so it was not difficult to open. She was very scared and her heart was shrouded in anxiety. She first opened her mother's WeChat, but she flipped through all the work messages and could not find any useful clues. Then, she found a WeChat note with a supervisor's note and found that her mother had asked for leave at the end of April. The reason she sent was "my lover is sick." These four words almost completely broke her down.

Further down is the chat history with my aunt.

The call was made via WeChat and lasted 35 minutes.

Below the call record was a photo. It was a hospital diagnosis of the patient, Ruan Chen.