postscript

My thoughts returned to the present. Such a wonderful life came half a year later. As I was admitted to a provincial high school, Teacher Yuan returned to Inner Mongolia to go to business and then lost contact.

But I still remember her deeply, all the beautiful memories of her and me

The students have all walked out of the school gate, and there is a woman in a window in the school office. What is she doing? Is she a teacher? Is she my teacher Yuan?

I thought...shake my head, maybe I can't forget her in my heart, she still looks at the meeting in the crowd, but is it possible...

I pulled up the curtains and it was dark in the night. I lay down until the bed and fell asleep quietly