This was the first time when my mother saw me shouting at her, she was shocked and stood foolishly at the door and couldn't say a word. Then she ran out with a "wow" crying.

This is the first time my mother saw me shouting at her. She was shocked and stood foolishly at the door and couldn't say a word. Then she ran out with a "wow" crying.

　　I was also surprised by my own attitude. Seeing my mother crying and running out of my room, I knew I had lost my composure, so I hurriedly ran out and hugged her and said to her, "I didn't see her today." Mom raised her head in my arms and looked at me and said, "Did you have an appointment?"

"No."

"You fell in love with her."

"Well, I like her."

"Is it worth it?"

"I don't know."

"Ah..."

"Oh..."

"On the third day I still didn't see her when I was in school. I was listless all day at school and I was not energetic in class.

　　I secretly swore in my heart that I must get up early tomorrow morning and see her. Today I was awakened and I could no longer sleep. I simply sat on the bed and imagined what I would like to see her today. Should I talk to her and say hello, what should I say and what should I do? Every morning, my mother asked me to get up after I made breakfast. Today, I got up one hour earlier than usual. My mother had just gotten up and was about to make breakfast. It was amazing to see that I got up so early. "Why don't you sleep a little longer? I'll call you when the meal is ready."

　　"I have something to do in school today, so mom, please cook quickly."

　　I heard that, mom and cook quickly. After breakfast, I grabbed my schoolbag and ran out of the house. My mother shouted from behind, "Don't run so fast, be careful of falling." I ran to the station panting and only half an hour earlier than usual. I saw her waiting on the platform for a long time from the station.

　　I walked to the platform and carefully hid behind the crowd waiting for the car to avoid letting her discovery, staring at her back intently. Today she was wearing a black yarn professional skirt, with a black large-collar short-sleeved shirt, a hip-packing one-step skirt with slits on both sides, a pink legs wearing flesh-colored stockings, black stilettos sandals on her feet, and a bag from that day in her hands. She exuded a mature and charming temperament all over her body, which fascinated me and was also impulsive.

　　I finally saw her again. I really wanted to walk up to her and talk to her, but I backed back and thought about it all night but didn't dare to go forward and talk to her. I was timid. I wanted to see her, but I was afraid to face her. I could only look at her from behind.

　The bus came, she got on the bus, and I hurriedly got on the bus through the back door. There were a lot of people in the car, and I was standing behind the car, so I was not afraid that she would see me. I decided to follow her and follow her until she got off the bus and went to work. I wanted to know where she was working. After passing two more stops, she finally got off after the bus entered the station and stopped. I got out of the car and followed her about 20 meters behind her. After about three minutes of walking, some students carrying schoolbags appeared one after another on the road. Some students even greeted her, "Mr. Zheng," "Good morning, Teacher Zheng."

　The roadside in front was a middle school, and she walked into the school and walked into the building. I walked to the school gate and saw a big black sign hanging at the door. The big golden characters were shining under the morning sun. "XXX City No. 6 Middle School". This is a middle school, is she the teacher here? There was a question mark in my heart.

　　The students came to school one after another. I grabbed a student who was about to enter the school, pointed to the woman who was about to walk into the building and asked, "Is the woman in front of you the teacher of your school? What class does she teach?"

　　"You are talking about Teacher Zheng. She teaches high school English. Are you having trouble with her?"

　"Ah! It's okay! I'm just asking, thank you!"

　　The student looked at me and entered the school. ah! Finally let me know what she does! Teacher, English teacher, what a sacred profession! I like. I happily took the bus back to school, walked into the classroom, and sat in my seat without a sound.

Today is Friday, there are only two classes in the afternoon, and I will be able to finish class and go home at 4:30. I took my schoolbag and left the classroom and ran towards the station.Instead of taking the bus home, I took the bus in the opposite direction and came to the gate of No. 6 Middle School. The half hour I waited at the school gate seemed to have passed an hour. Finally, she came out. She walked out of the school gate and walked towards the bus stop. I was the only one standing next to the stop sign on the platform. She saw me at a glance, and was stunned for a moment, staring at me blankly, as if she had seen a monster, and she opened her mouth for a long time and couldn't say a word.

　　"Hi, aunt, hello, we're meeting again." I greeted her with a smile.

　　"Don't call me aunt, why are you here?" she asked me in surprise.

　　"Okay, okay...If you don't call you aunt, you can call you teacher." I specifically put the three words "teacher" very seriously.

　　She was shocked, "How do you know I am a teacher?"

　　"Students are very connected." I said to her seriously.

　　She couldn't help but laugh, and immediately tense her face, "I'm so slick."

　　I laughed at her and said to her, "I finally saw you laughing. You look so good when you smile."

　　She blushed and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I ask you, how do you know if I'm working here or a teacher?"

　　I thought she was angry, and I sweated coldly on her head, so she confessed to her on the same bus as her on the way to school in the morning, how did I follow her, and how did I ask the students about her situation?

　　"I just want to see you, there is no other meaning." I explained to her and added another sentence.

　　"Why did I do when I saw me, I imagined that day." After she said that, she felt something was wrong with her words, and her face turned red suddenly. "Don't talk nonsense to others." She reminded me.

　　"I didn't talk nonsense to others, we just knew." Seeing that she was no longer angry, I said to her with a smile, and even squeezed her eyes.

　　She blushed and scolded me, "Are you a little man and a ghost."

　　I carefully approached her and said to her like a child acting cute with her mother, "I'll call you aunt, okay!"

　　She raised her hand suddenly and acted as if she was going to hit me. I saw that she was scaring me this time, so she closed her eyes and shouted, "You fight, you fight."

　She gently stumbling on my chest twice , "I will let you go once this time, and I won't forgive you again in the future."

　　"Thank you for not beating me." I said to her with a smile, "Auntie, let's go home together!"

　She turned her body and ignored me. I was not discouraged. Then she turned to her and said, "Auntie, let's go home together."

　　She saw that I was a scoundrel and had no choice but to do anything to me, so she turned her back to me again, but still ignored me.

　　I suddenly found that her shoulders were shaking. I didn't know what was going on, so I turned around immediately and saw her holding her mouth, holding back her laughing out loud.

　　"Ah! You are pretending to be lying to me." I grabbed her arm and shook it.

　　"Okay OK OK, stop making trouble. I really can't do anything to you, I'll be so pestering you! Don't call me aunt in the future, call me sister. The bus has entered the station, get on the bus quickly."

　　She and I got on the bus one by one, and there were not many people on the bus. We found a side by side seat behind the carriage and asked her to sit inside and outside.

　　When you arrive at the station, the bus enters the station and stops. People got off the car one after another, and we got off the car at the end. She and I were joking and walked towards the community...