Chapter 170: Su Lin, Do You Like Your Teacher?

  The rain outside was like a deluge, pounding against the roof with a loud patter. It was already midnight, and Su Lin and Lin Qingxue were lying in bed, covered by the same quilt.

  "It's raining, Su Lin, do you like rainy nights?"

  Lin Qingxue gazed out of the window at the pattering raindrops, and suddenly felt a pang of melancholy. She turned around to ask Su Lin.

  I like rainy days. Because on a rainy night, it won't be too quiet, and with the sound of rain as company, one person won't feel lonely either.

  Lying beside Lin Qingxue, Su Lin felt her body temperature and fragrance, listening to the sound of rain hitting the wall and the wind whistling by. Yet, he smiled in self-contradiction, "But rainy nights are more likely to evoke people's nostalgia, didn't ancient poets write so many poems about rain and longing? Li Shangyin's poem 'Night Rain: A Message to the North' is sorrowful enough - 'You ask when I'll return, but there's no fixed date. The autumn pool rises with the night rain on Mount Ba.' When shall we together trim the candle by the western window, talking about the night rain on Mount Ba?"

  Such a beautiful scene, with a beauty by his side, Su Lin recited a poem that was so bleak and desolate. Even Lin Qingxue couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness upon hearing it.

  "You asked when I'll return, but there's no fixed date... After Su Lin goes to college later, what will become of me? Will I be foolishly waiting for him every year, waiting for his vacation to return to Jian'an?"

  Lin Qingxue felt it was ridiculous for her to think this way, what made her worthy of waiting?

  Su Lin gazed out the window at the rain, his eyes complex and a little afraid to look at Lin Qingxue. Fortunately, it was raining, so he could use the rain as an excuse to talk about something else with Lin Qingxue, making the atmosphere less awkward, after all, they had just done such intimate things on this bed.

  Su Lin never thought that he and Teacher Lin could be so intimate. Especially when he looked at his hand, which had just touched Teacher Lin's thigh wearing black stockings, Su Lin secretly put his right hand to his nose and sniffed it lightly, this faint body fragrance made Su Lin a little drunk.

  "Sulin, what are you doing?"

  Lin Qingxue apparently discovered Su Lin's movements and came back from her sorrowful thoughts, pouting her mouth and asking sternly.

  "Nothing... nothing at all."

  A slightly guilty Su Lin hastily put her right hand into the quilt, but in her haste, she accidentally stretched it to Lin Qingxue's side and touched a soft lump on her chest.

  "Ah...... Su Lin, you're being a rascal again?"

  Lin Qingxue was touched by Su Lin, although Su Lin immediately withdrew his hand, but the touch was truly unparalleled. Her face turned red as she scolded Su Lin, "Sleep properly and don't move around, or else I'll kick you under the bed."

  "It really was an accident, Teacher Lin, and...and even if I wanted to think about that now...it's probably too late..."

  After experiencing such an exciting scene, Su Lin was indeed a bit weak after thoroughly venting. However, this accidental encounter with Lin Qingxue brought about a different feeling, which was in the quilt, although invisible, but the feeling of touching through pajamas was truly ineffable.

  "Just go to sleep honestly. Did you hear?"

  Lin Qingxue turned over in dissatisfaction, pulled the quilt and went to sleep with her back facing Su Lin.

  "Just sleep if you're going to sleep, I'm tired too!"

  As soon as Lin Qingxue turned over, Su Lin also turned around without hesitation, and the two lay back to back.

  After more than ten minutes, Su Lin had already felt a bit drowsy. It was indeed easier to feel sleepy after being tired. Just as Su Lin was about to fall asleep, Lin Qingxue's voice floated over: "Hey...Su Lin, are you asleep?"

  "Not yet! Teacher Lin, why aren't you sleeping either?"

  As soon as Su Lin heard Lin Qingxue's voice, he immediately became spirited again. After a careful feeling, he found that Lin Qingxue had turned around and was now facing him. Because Su Lin had already felt the warm breath flowing from Lin Qingxue's face towards his own, gently blowing on the back of his neck.

  Since Lin Qingxue was facing herself, Su Lin also planned to turn around, but just as he was about to turn around, he was stopped by Lin Qingxue's slender jade hand: "Don't turn around, okay? Su Lin, just stand with your back to me and accompany me... accompany me in conversation... is that alright?"

  "What? Just like this? Are you kidding me?"

  "Hmm! Teacher can't sleep, a bit worried, will you chat with me for a while? If... if you want to sleep, then go ahead and sleep..."

  Lin Qingxue's voice carried a hint of melancholy, ah, this is the kind of sound that everyone makes in the still of the night, after interrogating their own heart.

  "I'm not sleepy, Teacher Lin, you said, I'll keep you company and chat with you..."

  Su Lin seemed to have also sensed the resentment in Lin Qingxue's tone, and suddenly thought of many things in her heart, "It can't be... it can't be that I accidentally pulled out a plane while facing Teacher Lin and brought some psychological burden to Teacher Lin?"

  "Hmm! Su Lin, being able to chat with you makes me very happy."

  It seemed like a bitter laugh, and Su Lin couldn't see Lin Qingxue's current expression either, he could only judge Lin Qingxue's mood from the faint voice that came from beside his ear.

  "Teacher Lin, is there something on your mind?"

  Su Lin asked in a low voice, he had never seen Lin Qingxue like this before. In the past, Lin Qingxue was always a serious and beautiful female teacher with a straight face in his heart, but later, after pretending to be Lin Qingxue's boyfriend, he saw again the coquettish and playful little girl side of Lin Qingxue.

  But now, it seems that Lin Qingxue has already shown her most vulnerable side in front of Su Lin.

  A girl, a woman, no matter how strong and optimistic she appears in the eyes of others during the day. But once she calms down, in the stillness of the night, thinking about past experiences, recalling the humiliation and troubles she has gone through, those forced smiles she showed to others during the day would all turn into voices mocking herself...

  "It's not even a worry, it's just... I'm a bit lost about myself... Su Lin, what do you think, how is the teacher?"

  It was late at night and quiet, with the sound of rain pattering outside the window. Lin Qingxue was also surprised, heaven knows why she would say such a thing to Su Lin at this time.

  "What? How is it? Very... very good!"

  Su Lin didn't expect that Lin Qingxue would ask about her own feelings, and for a moment she couldn't find the right words to say, so she just vaguely replied that it was very good.

  "Is that so? Su Lin, you're just humoring me."

  Lin Qingxue's voice deliberately sounded somewhat displeased, "Since you said I'm very good, then tell me, what exactly is good about me?"

  "Specifically? This..."

  Su Lin is most worried about this kind of problem, obviously the feeling towards a person is a comprehensive sensory experience that comes from many experiences and interactions, so how can it be specifically explained with concrete words or events? This is obviously a very abstract feeling!

  Even if Su Lin thought he was good at writing and speaking, he couldn't find a way to express this feeling accurately.

  "How's that? You can't say anything now, right?! Still dare to cheat me saying it's fine, but actually the teacher knows what kind of person they are? Very annoying, isn't it?"

  Lin Qingxue felt a little sad, she thought of many male teachers who had been flattering her since the first day she started teaching at Zhicheng No. 1 Middle School, while female teachers of the same age often excluded her because of this, and some even openly called her a fox spirit behind her back.

  As a result, Lin Qingxue had little connection with the female teachers under 30 in school. Only those older female teachers were not so jealous of Lin Qingxue and got along well with her.

  "What? Teacher Lin, how can you think like this? How can Teacher Lin be so unpopular?"

  Su Lin found the atmosphere a bit off, and hastily said, "Teacher Lin, do you know? In the eyes of all our classmates in Class 3 (2), you are a good teacher who can't be any better. Just look at our class's English scores! Even my deskmate Haozi, who dislikes reading books the most, even if he doesn't listen to any other classes seriously and doesn't read any books, will still listen carefully in English class and recite English words seriously. All of us classmates really like you..."

  After talking a lot, Su Lin said that it was indeed the truth. Since Lin Qingxue became the head teacher of Class 3 (2), she had been diligent and dedicated, treating every student as if they were her own children. She basically understood the situation of each student in the class, who was bad at English, who was not good at math, who was good at science but poor at language, Lin Qingxue knew all these clearly.

  Moreover, Lin Qingxue herself had just transitioned from being a university student and knew what students were thinking in their hearts. Although she usually intentionally put on a strict face, in reality, she was more flexible than other class teachers in many things. For example, during the second year of high school, there was an instance where the class cadres organized a spring outing activity on their own initiative. If it were another class teacher, they would have absolutely refused to approve it. But Lin Qingxue approved it, which is enough to illustrate the point. Other class teachers are always afraid of taking responsibility and afraid of things going wrong, so they prefer to keep things simple and avoid outdoor activities altogether, thinking that studying and reviewing at home is the safest option. However, Lin Qingxue placed more emphasis on these aspects, not only approving many activity plans proposed by the class cadres but also organizing and suggesting several outings and observation activities herself.

  "Really? Is the teacher really... really this good?"

  What Su Lin said, in fact, is just a matter of course for Lin Qingxue herself. As a teacher, it's her duty to take good care of every student in the class and help them get into their ideal universities. For the past three years, she has been doing so conscientiously, treating each student equally and with all her heart, never giving up on any of them, even the worst performer in the class.

  "Really. Teacher Lin, with you leading us, we are all studying very hard. Because, you are the best teacher we have ever seen."

  Su Lin now somewhat resented his past self for being so ignorant, not only failing to understand and appreciate his parents, but also failing to understand and appreciate Teacher Lin. He didn't study hard, and even though he could have achieved good grades with just a bit more effort, he was too lazy and wasted the expectations and efforts of his parents and Teacher Lin. However, now with the help of the "Extreme Beauty Cultivation System", Su Lin not only excelled in his studies, but also became more sensible and able to appreciate the kindness of others towards him.

  "Do you guys really think so, that I'm a good teacher?"

  When Lin Qingxue heard Su Lin say that, her heart was comforted a lot. As a teacher, being able to get such high recognition from her own student, what could be more delightful and happy than this?

  "Ah! Teacher Lin, we all like you..."

  Su Lin nodded and smiled to herself, thinking that she had not expected Teacher Lin to think this way, nor had she expected Teacher Lin to feel so happy because of her classmates' recognition.

  The pitiful hearts of parents in this world are not just parents, but also teachers, aren't they too, like a candle burning out with tears only drying afterwards?

  "Does everyone like me? Really, that's great. Then... then Su Lin... how about you? Do you like the teacher?"

  The patter of the rain, a sudden clap of thunder outside the window, Su Lin was startled, not by the thunder, but by Lin Qingxue's words.