Chapter 44 Husband
Xu Yang told Chi Xia and Luo Xun: "As long as it is the first class in the afternoon, Lao Liang has a habit of observing from the back door first, and then criticize some students who are not serious after entering, and then praise some students who perform well, and finally talk about the content of this class. She will start class as soon as the bell rings, and will never delay."
"Yes!" Chen Ying chimed in, "And she would first glance at us from the middle of the podium after she entered the room."
"Strike fire?" Chi Xia couldn't help laughing.
The other two boys also nodded: "Yes, it was a sweeping shooting, like a machine gun, anyone who saw it would be scared."
"So how is your relationship with Teacher Liang?" Luo Xun silently finished a whole stick of crushed ice and suddenly asked.
Several children thought about it and were considering this issue seriously.
After a long while, Chen Ying spoke uncertainly, "How should I put it? Teacher Liang is very strict. She would criticize us if we were a few minutes late. She did it for our own good. But it was also because of her strictness that we were afraid of her, but also...we respected her. She made a lot of efforts to improve our grades."
Chi Xia nodded in agreement and looked at Xu Yang: "So what do you think, what kind of person is Teacher Liang?"
Xu Yang looked indifferent. He thought for and said, "She is very responsible, but she is very distant from us. She only cares about grades and nothing else."
That's a very honest statement.
The other two students also nodded in agreement with Xu Yang.
"Every grade has the best students in the first class. Teacher Liang is our head teacher, but she is often dissatisfied with us. She says that we are the worst class she has ever taught..."
Luo Xun smiled: "My teacher said this when I was in school, you guys don't take it seriously, do you?"
"No."
The boy also laughed a little. He shook his head and said, "But when we behaved badly, she really hated us. How should I put it, she..."
The boy scratched his head and finally thought of a word: "She really hates us."
Disgust? Chi Xia narrowed her eyes. A student saw disgust in the teacher's attitude towards them?
Another boy also said: "Lao Liang has been our class teacher for three years, but except for a few class leaders who are a little familiar with her, she doesn't seem to recognize us when we meet outside..."
Speaking of this, a look of deep disappointment flashed across the faces of several children.
Chi Xia and Luo Xun exchanged glances.
They could see that although these students were afraid of and even hated Liang Ruqing, deep down they also respected their class teacher. But the clue that could be obtained from their words was that Liang Ruqing's focus had always been on grades rather than the students' psychology.
She may be a teacher loved by students and parents, but she is not the teacher that students want.
For children aged 17 or 18, what they desire more is spiritual equality and communication. If they don’t get it, they will rebel.
"As students in Class 1, how are your grades in class?" Chi Xia asked jokingly.
Chen Ying shrugged playfully: "It's OK. There are 45 students in our class and I'm ranked 25th."
Luo Xun couldn't help but laugh: "Is this just so-so?"
Chen Ying smiled sheepishly and pointed at two other students: "Ma Chao is 15th, Zhang Qi is 20th, and as for Xu Yang..."
The little girl laughed: "Xu Yang was admitted from another class in his second year of high school. He was ranked fifth in our class."
Chi Xia followed the little girl's words and glanced at Xu Yang: "Is he so powerful?"
Xu Yang was very embarrassed. He half covered his face and half stared at her, signaling Chen Ying to stop talking.
But her good friend insisted, she continued: "Xu Yang's grades used to be at the bottom, this is where he excels."
"That's right." Ma Chao and Zhang Qi also echoed.
Luo Xun and Chi Xia also went through this period. Now, looking at how these children get along with each other, they seem to see their own youth.
Chi Xia suddenly thought of Qu Bai. Although he was a quiet man back then, he helped her a lot, especially in her studies.
Just when Chi Xia was about to talk to these students again, Luo Xun received news from Lin Wenjue.
An hour and a half passed before Liang Ruqing's husband Sun Xiangbo arrived at the school.
Luo Xun thought for a moment and interrupted Chi Xia and the others' conversation: "Okay, you little brats, you've almost finished talking, it's time for you to go back."
Chi Xia wrote down his contact information on a piece of paper and handed it to Chen Ying: "This is my contact information. If you think of anything or have any difficulties, you can contact me."
Chen Ying held the note to her chest and nodded: "I understand, sister."
Luo Xun had already walked to the door and was waiting for her. Chi Xia hurriedly followed him. When she reached the door, she suddenly turned back and nodded at Xu Yang in a serious manner: "Boy, from now on, you should call me sister, not auntie!"
It was not until they went downstairs that Luo Xun asked her, "Who called you auntie?"
Chi Xia didn't expect that he noticed this, and pursed his lips: "Xu Yang, that kid."
When Luo Xun saw her say this, the corners of her eyes slightly raised, and she felt a little unconvinced. She was completely different from when she first arrived at the task force. At this moment, she was full of spirit and energy.
He snorted and quickened his pace.
Chi Xia rolled her eyes secretly when she saw his back which seemed to be a little excited. Then she looked at his two straight and long legs and curled her lips again.
…
At the place where Liang Ruqing fell from the building, the police had made arrangements in advance. Except for the person in charge, Qin Yansong, everyone else was isolated outside the cordon, and the faculty and staff were discussing in a low voice.
When Chi Xia and Luo Xun entered the cordon, they saw Sun Xiangbo's desperate and trembling back. He was suddenly hit, his knees went weak, and he knelt in front of his wife's body.
Chi Xia silently moved over so that she could see all of the man's actions and expressions.
He looked at his wife's wounded body in shock and pain, and tears suddenly fell from his face.
He raised his hands tremblingly, wanting to touch his wife's face, but his hands were shaking violently, as if he couldn't reach out at all.
This is his wife. She was still complaining about him this morning. They met at noon. He was a little busy and didn’t have time to cook. Although she was unhappy, they went to eat their favorite noodles together.
On the way home, he asked her about her recent work, and she said she was absolutely confident of delivering good results this year.
Confident and proud, this is the gold medal teacher Mr. Liang as always.
This is his wife Liang Ruqing, she is proud, confident and strong, sometimes she speaks without mercy...
But there had only been a few hours, how could she suddenly appear in front of him in such a state?
“She…she…”
He knelt and moved forward, and his trembling hand finally touched his wife's face. But after just a touch, he suddenly pulled his hand back, horrified and incredulous.
How could this lifeless and deformed face belong to her wife?
Tears blurred his vision, his throat ached, and he spoke a sentence in a halting manner for a long time before he could utter: "She...how...how could she jump off the building ..."
“What is this…what is this…”
He couldn't hold back his tears anymore, and pointed at her upper body tremblingly: "Who did this!"
Lin Wenjue squatted down and patted the husband's back, "Mr. Sun, please accept my condolences. As of now, your wife committed suicide."
"She won't, she won't commit suicide!"
Sun Xiangbo grabbed his collar and said, "How could she commit suicide? She wouldn't commit suicide! I'm her husband, I know better than anyone! She has so many wounds on her body, how can you say she committed suicide!"
As soon as he grabbed Lin Wenjue, Luo Xun wanted to go up, but Lin Wenjue saw him out of the corner of his eye and raised his hand to stop him.
Luo Xun paused, stepped back, and shifted his gaze to Chi Xia again.
Lin Wenjue held Sun Xiangbo's hand that was grabbing his collar, and patted him soothingly: "Mr. Sun, we are the police responsible for your wife's suicide. Although it is cruel, I want to tell you that with your current emotions and behavior, you can't do anything for your wife..."
Sun Xiangbo looked at him with pain and anger.
Face to face at such a close distance, Lin Wenjue could clearly see the bulging veins on his forehead and his trembling cheek muscles.
"My wife would not commit suicide."
He wanted to stand up, but his legs were weak, so he could only straighten his upper body and raised three fingers: "I swear, she will never commit suicide!"
Chi Xia watched this scene, his eyes shifted slightly, and when he saw one of the faculty members outside the cordon, his eyes suddenly lit up.
