My student is not a problem

"Ah... I'm sorry... I'm looking for someone."

This voice seemed to have been silent for several years.

Xu Mo was completely stunned.

The blood all over his body seemed to be boiling.

summer……

PS: The true heroine is here.How to say...lazy + sickness, sorry, I won't explain much, I don't want to rely on fluoxetine to survive, a good job is king, no J·J...

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Chapter 570 My Name is Tang

For the summer, Xu Mo still stayed in the third year of high school, a year of living together.

Every day, every day, all memories.

He remembered everything about summer clearly.

Even after so many years, Xu Mo has not forgotten.

Becoming a teacher is to become what summer hopes to become, and also to find her trace.

Unexpectedly, after missing for so long, the summer without news suddenly appeared in front of her.

Xu Mo stood there directly.

This voice... can't be wrong.

Xu Mo couldn't have mistaken Xia.

Just... she.

I won't miss it again, no more!

Xu Mo suddenly turned around and grabbed the arm of the person who hit him just now, and pulled her closer to him.

The moment he turned his head, Xu Mo's tears could not be stopped already.

Even Xu Mo, who remembers his voice clearly, will never forget the appearance of summer.

The woman in front of me is summer... it's her.

She is still as beautiful as before, and the years have not left any traces on her face. If she has to say changes, she has become more attractive.

However, it was the familiar summer.

At this moment, it seemed to have returned to the third year of high school.

Back then, I looked at Teacher Xia like this.

The exact same scene.

All the backlog of feelings for her over the years has all burst out at this moment, and can't wait to hug her.

Just want to hug her.

Xu Mo pulled Xia Xia into his arms, regardless of what kind of occasion it was now, and regardless of the people passing by.

Just want to hug her again.

Feel her presence...feel...summer is by my side.

Finally, I finally found her.

The same as before, the gentle body, even the fragrance on the body has not changed, the same good smell.

But don't know why, the person in his arms began to resist and struggle.

Xia Xia's expression was very dazed, with a bit of fear: "You are... let me go... let go..."

Xu Mo even looked at Xia Xia, who was struggling to break free, with an incredible expression: "Teacher Xia Xia, it's me... it's me, I'm Xu Mo!"

Did summer forget yourself?Impossible, Xia Xia will never forget her, know her by herself.Xu Mo thinks that he has not changed much over the years, and he even maintains the same hairstyle as he did in the past. There is no reason why he cannot be seen in the summer.

However, the other party's answer was very desperate: "What...what summer? Did you admit the wrong person? Please let go... let me go?"

Xu Mo was completely stunned, and "Xiamen" also took the opportunity to break away. A little frightened and distanced himself from Xu Mo, but it seemed that because of his kind heart, he could feel that Xu Mo's state seemed to be very bad, and it was not intentional to violate Like her, she didn't choose to run away directly, just a little distance.

The stranger in front of me was really strange. It was the first time I saw him, but there was a very familiar feeling.

It's like a familiar stranger.

Especially just now, when the man saw him, he cried with excitement, making her heart as if being pulled by someone.

Xu Mo sank in and said unbelievably, "You are not summer? Don't... stop kidding, Teacher Xia, I... I have been looking for you for so many years. I really miss you, even if it is the agreement back then. It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to achieve it, I...I just want to have a good chat with you."

"Look carefully... don't get excited. I'm really not the summer you said. My name is Tang... I have never been a teacher." She mustered up the courage and took a step forward, just to make Xu Mo See clearly.

Xu Mo stared blankly at the woman in front of him who had made him ascend to heaven and was instantly desperate. From beginning to end... it was the summer in his memory, and he couldn't remember it wrong.

If mere memories and feelings are not enough, then...

I saw Xu Mo lowered his head and his voice was a little hoarse: "You...you are summer, and I will not mistake her. There is a two-centimeter scar on your knee. It was on August 6, 2012. I was scratched by peeling iron slag on the door while packing my clothes on the balcony."

"Summer" looked at Xu Mo's words incredibly, and immediately pulled up a little skirt to look at her knees... There really is an old scar with a shallow trace, almost two centimeters, which even she herself I don't know when there is such a scar here.

"Under my heel, there is a burn mark from a cigarette butt. On February 11, 2012, when I persuaded me to quit smoking, I thought I was wearing shoes, but I stepped on the cigarette butt barefoot and injured it."

"You hold the pen and like to use the ring finger against the pen barrel, so the ring finger only has the pen marks left by holding the pen for many years, not the common index finger pen marks."

"You can't walk in high heels. You are most afraid of eating cucumbers. You start to get sleepy at 11 o'clock every night. You never go to bed more than 12 o'clock. You get up at 6:20 every morning on time, like a personal alarm clock. "

The girl who said her surname was Tang was also dumbfounded when she heard Xu Mo's words, she couldn't believe it.

As if seeing a god.

He...really knows himself?

The things Xu Mo just said, even some facts that she didn't even know, were true.

If you really are not familiar to a certain level, why do you know so much about yourself?

But... Regarding Xu Mo, she didn't really have an impression in her mind. When we met for the first time today, she simply felt that he was someone who could get close. Although this feeling was very special, she didn't know him.

Xu Mo also saw her surprised expression, and believed that all of what he said was correct.