The matter was over and there was no movement for a long time. Su Bingyun did not dare, and he was even more reluctant to look at that direction. He was weak and walked out of the office quickly.

Liao Xuebing thought to himself: "Even the name can be written incorrectly. Although it is in the subconscious, this means that I have never felt less about her? Forget it, if you jump to the third floor, you will jump to the third floor. The last time, if there is no result, I will teach with peace of mind and be a person." He rushed out under the expectant eyes of everyone and shouted loudly: "Teacher Su, please wait!"

Jiang Feng said: "Lao Yu, are you gambling?" Of course, the gambling was the chance of Liao Xuebing succeeding. In the eyes of his colleagues, the hope was very slim.

"How to bet?"

"Teacher Su accepts Xiao Liao's gift, you win. I will ask everyone present to sing and drink at Yuyu Qionglou. If you don't accept it, I win. You can help our class arrange the New Year's party."

"Dream, I will never win if I bet like this." No one is optimistic about the poor Lao Liao.

In the corridor, Liao Xuebing first looked at the height of the third floor from the ground, and then stopped Su Bingyun. Without special description, his expression at this moment was a hundred times more affectionate than Yang Guo, more honest and sincere than Guo Jing, more righteous than Xiao Feng, more intimate than Tian Boguang, and more tender than Dongfang Bubai.

"Teacher Su, I hope you have a happy Christmas." If there is a bunch of nonsense that follows you, "I wish you good luck forever, today every year, today every year" will never dare to say more this time.

Her name is indeed written on it! Su Bingyun originally planned to leave after she brushed her sleeves. Now she can't move her footsteps no matter what she says. Her handwriting is strong and elegant, especially the three words "Su Bingyun" are written very hard, almost cutting through the white cloth.

I read it right, I read it right at all. It was written by Liao Xuebing.

So far, Su Bingyun understood this guy's arrogance and patience.

Women always need men to wait, but please don’t forget that men will never have much patience and can’t wait for too long.

If he refuses him again this time, who can know how much patience he has? Besides, Liao Xuebing, who has an extremely proud and sensitive heart, can do this. He bowed to her several times in a row to admit his mistakes, but he didn't know how to cherish it, but instead made things difficult for him everywhere. God knows whether this will be the last time?

Most of the beauties have a brain with low IQ and rich EQ, and Su Bingyun is no exception. The two have been misunderstandings. But no one takes the initiative to explain everything. The beauty and Li Xinghua who saw on the fountain grass were like a thorn in their hearts. In fact, Su Bingyun, who was in the jealous stage, never gave the other party any chance to explain.

In the era of urban life, there has never been a lack of ambiguity between men and women.

Sister Xiao Su was planning to be reserved, but she was afraid that the proud Liao Xuebing would have a misunderstanding. She really didn't have the courage to face his lonely and far away back.

After taking the heavy picture frame, neither of them spoke. There were no extra colleagues in the corridor. The air on December 25 was very quiet. The children were playing in the teaching building in the distance, and the plants were growing slowly. Snakes and frogs were hibernating in the cave.

Su Bingyun held his breath, and the adrenaline was secreted wildly. The hand holding the picture frame felt like it was ineffective. "Memorial of Eternal Love"!

It's so beautiful that this painting is not as beautiful as real. The color matching is wonderful, the red and yellow are matched. They complement each other and make each other look warm at first glance. The proportions are coordinated and the perspective angle is very good. The painting is nothing more than a combination of colors and lines. The visual pattern effect is created, and the technique of this painting has reached a very high level.

But the key is not here. As a talented student at the Haida Academy of Fine Arts, Su Bingyun, an indispensable art teacher at Tulip High School, immediately discovered that the emotions contained in this painting were almost broken out. There was a faint sadness of first love, a magnificent emotion of passionate love, and a heartbreak of broken heart. It was just a still picture that told all love stories, a simple scene, containing deep affection.

I couldn't help but let out a low voice, and almost couldn't hold the frame with my heart surging. I raised my head and looked at Liao Xuebing's tired eyes quietly, and suspected that I was still in my dream, and asked, "Is this really for me?"

The despicable Lao Liao naturally told a lie that shocked the world and cried ghosts: "In order to get your understanding, for a month, I have traveled all over the streets and alleys of Zhonghai. In so many days and nights without you, I have anxiety and insomnia, and I feel extremely uncomfortable. When I saw this "Eternal Love Memorial", I knew it must belong to you."

Su Bingyun was surprised and happy: "It is called "The Memorial of Eternal Love"?"

"Yes, there is something in the world that can last forever."

The colors in the world suddenly became brighter. Su Bingyun was complicated and was more joyful than sad. She wrapped the picture frame again, held it carefully in her arms, and said, "Can you have a walk together?"

...

The two wandered on the road leading to the back woods.

"Why are you engaged to Li Xinghua?" This question has been in Su Bingyun's mind for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking.

"There are indeed some minor misunderstandings, which cannot be explained clearly in just one sentence. Let me tell you slowly." Liao Xuebing then told Li Xinghua's family situation one by one, in order to help her get rid of her blind date and boring students in the school.

It was a must for the entanglement that this was the worst. At the same time, he emphasized that he and Li Xinghua were innocent and siblings, and never exceeded the courtesy step. He treated his relationship seriously and seriously. He also revealed through clever words that he could not stop missing Su Bingyun when he was with Li Xinghua.

"I blame you wrongly." Xiao Su sister whispered. Even a girl who is so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she looks at the whole country is not as beautiful as a girl. The vulgar woman on the grass that day must have been a huge misunderstanding. Maybe it was hard to say that she was blurred at that time. She didn't even dare to mention it, for fear that Lao Liao would think he was petty and cared about such trivial things all day long.

The two of them were speechless all the way. Seeing that the atmosphere was awkward, Xiao Su didn't want to mention the past. She was afraid of causing unpleasantness, so she could only find some nonsense: "Mr. Daiwan, your class, is back. I heard that he vowed to eradicate the evil forces of students. Will it cause trouble for you?"

"No, but I still don't know how to get along with him and the students." Liao Xuebing immediately told Dai Wan's sad past.

Su Bingyun was indeed quite surprised: "This happened to Teacher Dai, but I don't know at all! By the way, how do you plan to arrange your class's New Year party?"

"I don't know yet, I have no experience in doing that kind of thing, and I still have a headache."

The two talked a lot, and gradually started talking, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed than before.

"Liao Xuebing, let's stop fighting in the cold war again, okay?"

Lao Liao simply didn't believe his ears. He was really overjoyed: "Teacher Su..."

"Is it good to restore the relationship to Lost Island back then?" The beauty raised her beautiful face, her eyes opened and the moon was bright, and she had a trace of tranquility that penetrated into her heart. She had the meaning of confessing to the other party, but the content was very light and she couldn't hear it easily.

At this moment, Liao Xuebing remembered the people he shouldn't have thought of. He suppressed his excitement and said calmly: "Then you and that boy Mo Yongtai..." People who are sensitive to collect naturally have more time to think about random things than ordinary people. Moreover, he didn't say this because he was bored. The two people held hands together in the Fairy Tale Kingdom Hotel that day, which was seen with their own eyes, and there was no adulteration. This was also a thorn in Lao Liao's heart.

"Teacher Mo has been pursuing me, but I don't like him at all."

"Then why would you go to the Fairy Tale Kingdom to book a room together?" Lao Liao had something to say, just to speak quickly, and it was impossible for Su Bingyun to speak.

Su Bingyun was frightened. He didn't dare to look at him and whispered: "I didn't check in with him, we stayed in one room."

"Then why are you holding hands? Can you tell me the reason?" Liao Xuebing asked softly. His temper was very strange. He actually didn't care at all when he roared loudly and shouted, but when he spoke calmly, it was the eve of the real storm.

"I. I don't know..."

Liao Xuebing said: "I have a poem to give to you. The green peaches and dew seeds in the sky, the red apricots planted against the clouds, and the lotus grows on the autumn river, and the east wind is not resentful."

This is a poem written by Gao Chan, a talented man in the Tang Dynasty, expressing his dissatisfaction with the disadvantages of the imperial examinations at that time. But when used in Liao Xuebing, it is very appropriate to use it in another artistic conception. It means that you, Su Bingyun, are the green peaches in the sky, and the red apricots in recent days, are incomparable. It is hard to say that my Liao Xuebing is a humble background, like a lotus on the autumn river. It blooms at the right time and is not able to live in the right place. How dare you complain about your actions?

The words are peaceful, but in fact they are deeply wronged. Is there another man who wants to see the woman he loves deeply held by someone else?

Su Bingyun thought for a long time before she understood the meaning of the poem. Her expression on her face was dim. The two of them didn't understand each other, spreading distrust. "Some things do not need to be explained. Can you trust me once? I have never happened to Mo Yongtai."

Liao Xuebing suddenly felt that her arm was being held by her, and a soft body leaned forward.

His heart collapsed in an instant.

Oh my God, the beautiful and kind-hearted super beauty takes the initiative to show her goodwill to you. If you have any other thoughts at this moment, I dare say that you have absolutely fallen in love with Chen Younian.

"Let's go back to the past, I don't want to deceive myself anymore. I have dreamed of you for countless days and nights, do you understand?"

There seemed to be a rainbow in the world, and the rainbow emitted seven-colored light, which was so bright that it hurt the eyes. Liao Xuebing always fantasized about how and how Su Bingyun was, but in fact he understood very well that it was very difficult to catch up with a beautiful woman, and he never had any expectations, and he had only fantasies.

"Yes, is it true?" Old Liao trembled a little uncontrollably in his tone.

"Yes."

"I've read the diary."

Su Bingyun hurriedly grabbed his big hand and asked, "What's the content inside?"
Chapter completed!