I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

"Teacher Pingchuan, why are you always like this?"

"What? What?" Hirakawa Tetsufumi hugged Shinohara Shiori and asked in confusion.

"It's always like this. When people are disappointed, Shiori sees a little hope." Listening to the heartbeat beside her ear, Shinohara Shiori said softly, "It's always like this."

“…Is that so?” Hirakawa Tetsufumi didn’t quite understand.

"Yes." Shinohara Shiori nodded slightly.

Forbidden love, I don't know how many times I have thought about giving up in my heart, even, several times, I have really decided to give up, but it is always like this, always unexpectedly at some point, I suddenly see hope.

How could someone like her, who couldn't help but want to grab the glimmer of hope, make up her mind to give up?

"Teacher Hirakawa, if you can still think this way after you wake up, Shiori, it's okay even if you have to wait until graduation." Shinohara Shiori said, lying on Hirakawa Tetsufumi's chest.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa rubbed her head.

"…Wake up? Shiori, come to think of it, you said that last night, but what does waking up mean? I still don't know."

"It's okay, Mr. Hirakawa will wake up soon... Then you will know... I hope that by then, Mr. Hirakawa will not blame Shiori for being willful."

"Why blame Shiori?"

Shinohara Shiori did not answer this question.

Hug for a while longer.

"Well, Mr. Hirakawa, Shiori will be leaving soon."

When she left Hirakawa Tetsufumi's chest, Shinohara Shiori spoke again.

She lifted her long hair and looked at Tetsufumi Hirakawa with reluctance in her eyes.

"Teacher Hirakawa, please remember what Shiori said to you last night... That was Shiori's love for you."

"Of course I will remember it, but..." Hirakawa Tetsufumi continued to ask, "Where is Shiori going after leaving?"

"Of course I'm going home. Shiori has been away for so long." Shinohara Shiori sighed lightly.

"……Oh."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi responded.

Shinohara Shiori brought the topic back.

"But Shiori is still worried about what Mr. Hirakawa will do when he wakes up... After all, it's only this far..."

"You know, last time, when Mr. Hirakawa woke up and said it was over, Shiori was really sad for a long time when you couldn't see her."

"That feeling...I don't want to feel it again."

“It’s really sad to see the disappointment after seeing the hope.”

"So, Mr. Hirakawa, please don't give up on Shiori this time, okay?"

Walk forward and stand on tiptoe.

The girl hugged Tetsufumi Hirakawa's neck and gave him a passionate kiss.

When the kiss ended, Tetsufumi Hirakawa was left alone at the entrance, looking at the open door. Outside the door was an empty road and a gray sky.

……

After standing there for a while, what interrupted Hirakawa Tetsufumi's dazed state was the ringing of the phone.

He came back to his senses, slowly took out his cell phone from his pocket and glanced down.

The caller's name is displayed on the phone screen:

Jasmine tree.

Chapter 294 The Dream is Awakened

The gray sky emitted gray light, which passed through the open door and fell on the entrance.

In the dim light, Tetsufumi Hirakawa stood there with a mobile phone in his hand.

The screen was on, and on it were the words "Mo Shu".

It’s Moshu calling.

Jasmine tree...

Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked down at the incoming call.

Haven't been connected for a long time.

Only the cell phone in my hand kept vibrating and ringing, echoing in the empty house.

Every time the sound echoed, Tetsufumi Hirakawa felt as if his heart was being gripped by something, squeezing and oppressing it.

The sound of my heartbeat was like a dull, rapid drumbeat. My chest seemed to be blocked and I couldn't breathe, as if I was drowning.

The brain feels dizzy, light-headed, and the feet are light-headed.

The scene in front of me gradually became gray, and everything was fading away. Only the mobile phone in my hand was left, vibrating and ringing, with the words "Jasmine Tree" written on it.

Perception also becomes abnormal.

The ringing sound was distant and ethereal, and also seemed to last for a long time.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa's legs were a little weak and he could not stand, so he squatted down and sat on the partition steps at the entrance.

Dreams, reality, and memories intertwine in my mind.

In the dream, it was Shinohara Shiori, a girl with a stunning face and flawless body like a fantasy, her small and cute breasts, and slender straight legs under her skirt.

Her heartbeat, her fervent love, her confession.

There are also summer festivals, fireworks, sunrises at the seaside, and, on Christmas Eve, facing the Tokyo Tower, the girl eating orange-flavored candy and once again having a sour-sweet kiss with the orange flavor.

It was a beautiful dream, a dream in which the girl was the only one in his eyes, an intoxicating dream.

However... such dreams are fading away and shattered.

Everything in reality is Hisata Mosuki, his girlfriend, her Mosuki.

A gentle and considerate teacher is always tolerant of his teachers.

And the calls from her, the phone that was now always vibrating and ringing in his hand.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa closed his eyes, took a deep breath, exhaled, inhaled, exhaled...

It was like a drowning person sinking in the water, struggling to float up, gasping for air.

He took deep breaths again and again, his heartbeat was rapid, his chest was heavy...

After a moment, when he opened his eyes, Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at the phone in his hand... the long time was an illusion, the phone was still ringing.

Hesitated and hesitated, and finally, with one last deep breath, he pressed the connect button with his sweaty, cold, and stiff fingers.

The ringing stopped.

The eardrum stopped vibrating temporarily and the air became quiet.

In the brief moment of silence, my fingertips were soaked in cold sweat and I felt the coolness of the phone screen.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa loosened his stiff fingers a little, loosened them for a moment, and then grasped them again.

He gripped the phone very hard, his fingers pinching the frame of the phone. The place where they touched turned white, and the phone was shaking slightly in mid-air.

He raised the phone and put it to his ear.

The phone screen went dark, and then my ears felt the coldness.

"..."

"..."

"Zhewen?"

A familiar, gentle voice, probably with a hint of smile. The moment I heard the words, an image of Hisata holding a cell phone and smiling gently automatically emerged in my mind.

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa opened his mouth and was about to speak, but found that his dry throat could not make any sound.

He closed his mouth and pursed his lips.

Then, he uttered the name with difficulty.

"Moshu."

The moment I said it, there was a response.

"Hmm..." He drew out the tone cheerfully, "Why did you take so long to answer the phone?"

"...I just noticed it." Hirakawa Tetsufumi tried hard to keep his voice from trembling.

"okay."

Perhaps because they were on the phone, even Hisata didn't notice the slight abnormality in his words. He just responded briskly and ignored the question.

"How is my Zhewen? Do you miss me?"

"Of course, of course I do."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi forced a smile on his pale face, trying his best to make his words sound light-hearted.

"How much do you want it?"

"It's...that's..."

My brain is a little slow, and the sweet words that normally should come out of my mouth are now stuck.

"It doesn't look like he really wants to."

"How could that be... Of course I miss my Mo Shu."

As he spoke, Tetsuo Hirakawa now remembered something that Miss Shinohara had said to him.

The heart is like a spring at the foot of a mountain, flowing through the woods and invisible, and surging and unable to be blocked.

When he thought of this, Tetsufumi Hirakawa immediately clenched his empty left hand and tapped his forehead with the knuckles of his thumb.

After knocking, a sound rang in my ears.

"If you missed me, why didn't you reply to me all day yesterday, my Zhewen?"

The voice of Hisata Masuki coming from the phone sounded like she was having a tantrum.

"This one……"

Hirakawa Tetsufumi was stuck for a moment. His dizzy brain, which was occupied by the girl Shinohara Shiori, began to recall yesterday, trying hard to search for the brief conversation he had with Hisata on the phone yesterday.

Finally remembered.

"Ah, well, didn't I tell you about something yesterday, Moshu?"

"Humph."

Hisada snorted softly, barely accepting this reason, but -

"You didn't answer my call last night."

she continued.

"last night……"

Hirakawa Tetsufumi was stunned again.

last night, last night...

Now when he mentioned last night, he could only remember the kiss with Shinohara Shiori, her lips, and her fragrant and steamy body after the bath.

Through the white shirt, the vague and tempting scenery, the bare white thighs, and the pure white...

And, after taking off her shirt and underwear, she lay on the bed, responding to his body passionately no matter what he did.

As delicate and gorgeous as cherry blossoms.

Whether it's hands, lips, or tongue, I can recall that charming, dreamlike feeling.

Besides...Moshu's call?

He had no impression at all.