It seems like an old friend has come back.

  "You go practice."

  Wang Jian finished the theoretical course and gave each group of students a goal, then swung his hands and turned around to get a drink of water. But just as he hadn't taken two steps, he suddenly froze.

  At the entrance of the martial arts hall stood a person, someone familiar yet strange to Wang Jian. It was a woman, probably around thirty years old, but her age didn't leave too many marks on her face. Except for the air of maturity that surrounded her, if you just looked at her face, she could pass for twenty-two or three years old. She wore a plain-colored long dress, simple yet elegant and looking very luxurious. On her hand, apart from a wedding ring, there was no other jewelry, but nobody would question this woman's status.

  She stood at the gate of the martial arts hall, carrying a small and delicate bag, smiling elegantly at Wang Jian.

  "If I'm not mistaken." The woman saw Wang Jian coming over and suddenly smiled even more brightly: "Is that the mistress?"

  He lowered his head and rubbed the back of his head, nodding like a shy big boy: "Teacher Mei..."

  "It's been many years since I've seen you." Teacher Mei stretched out her hand to help Wang Jian adjust his collar: "You're a grown man now."

  Wang Jian's face suddenly turned red, and he stood there woodenly, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.

  "Still the same." Ms. Mei covered her mouth and laughed at Wang Jian: "Afraid to talk to girls?"

  "Hmm..." Wang Jian was stunned for a moment before nodding: "But it's much better now."

  "Do you have time?" Teacher Mei looked around: "You invite me to drink tea. There is a teahouse across the street, and at that time you said that when you make money, you will treat me to KFC."

  When she said that, Wang Jian was even more embarrassed. Those words from back then now sounded absolutely piercing to his ears. In an instant, he felt like a mad dog running wildly on the plain...

  He cleared his throat and turned around: "You guys practice on your own, I'm going to go chat with my teacher for a bit."

  This woman was actually Mei Laoshi, the one who had first sparked Wang Jian's interest in women. Back then, Wang Jian was still in junior high school, while Mei Laoshi had just graduated from university and come to his small mountain village as a teacher. She was 22 years old back then, which would make her exactly 30 now. Although time hadn't left many marks on her face, Wang Jian could still clearly feel the many differences between her and the woman she used to be.

  Sitting in the small teahouse, Wang Jian simply stared blankly at the candles under the glass cover, without saying a word...

  "Hey!" Teacher Mei tapped Wang Jian's head: "What are you thinking about?"

  "Nothing." Wang Jian raised his head. He looked at her and smiled for no reason: "You haven't changed at all."

  "Who said that, I've become a little old lady." Teacher Mei smiled and touched her own face: "You see, when I was your teacher, you were still in junior high school. That year in junior high school, three years of high school, four years of university, it's been more than eight years now."

  From her smile, Wang Jian could vaguely see the shadow of that lively and extremely kind Mei teacher from back then. However, now she seems to have really calmed down and has a lot more restraint, no longer recklessly fooling around with Wang Jian without regard for age or size, nor would she try to deceive Wang Jian with nonsensical talk.

  He still clearly remembers that when he was in school, during his free time, he would always take her to play all over the mountains and fields, digging up bird eggs, picking fruits, catching fish, grabbing crabs, picking mountain chestnuts, etc., etc. And she would always tell Wang Jian about what cities looked like, those unknown pieces of information that Wang Jian could only get through imagination and TV.

  "Xiao San!" Teacher Mei frowned: "If you don't speak up, I won't play with you anymore."

  "No...no..." Wang Jian hastily waved his hand: "Why didn't you leave then?"

  "Ah..." Ms. Mei said, and suddenly her eyes dimmed: "Actually, I'm just fed up with it..."

  "Cheater."

  Teacher Mei's expression was somewhat helpless: "Let's talk about something else..."

  But after she finished speaking, she suddenly smiled: "No way, you're a stubborn person, if I don't tell you, you'll definitely ignore me."

  Wang Jian nodded naturally.

  "I was in the mountains for four years. But the sky is going to rain and the daughter wants to get married, the age has arrived, after all, this step must be taken." Teacher Mei sighed: "At that time, I wanted to tell you, but you were in your first year of university, afraid that you would be distracted, so I didn't say it, planning to contact you again later, didn't expect...it's been almost five years now."

  "I heard they said you were forced?"

  "What do you want to do?" Ms. Mei suddenly smiled slyly: "Want to make your teacher a widow?"

  Perhaps it's because Teacher Mei knows Wang Jian too well, so in front of her, he can only be the little three. Any words he says or expressions he makes can't escape her eyes. This feeling is actually quite nice, perhaps this is what it feels like to be understood.

  "It's actually not being forced." Mei teacher's eyebrows and eyes had some inexplicable hesitation, staring blankly at the candle flame: "It was sold away."

  Wang Jian's muscles tensed up as soon as he heard it, and the killing intent between his eyebrows surged out at that moment. His eyes also became exceptionally sharp.

  "What are you doing!" Ms. Mei forcefully knocked on Wang Jian's head: "It's been so long since the incident, do you still want to avenge me?"

  She finished speaking and suddenly burst out laughing: "Actually, I'm quite content with my life now. He treats me well, and I'm very satisfied."

  Actually, Wang Jian also thought so. Although Teacher Mei's clothes looked simple, Wang Jian had been with Dawei for a long time and could roughly tell the good from the bad. The fabric of her clothes was similar to one that Dawei had, and none of this brand's clothes were less than ten thousand yuan, even a bellyband would cost eighteen thousand.

  "By the way, I have a daughter. She's three years old now and will be four tomorrow." Mei teacher smiled at Wang Jian: "Super cute, you should get to know her sometime."

  "Alright."

  Many years have passed, but after all, Mei teacher is still the very important person who made Wang Jian's heart beat for the first time. So when he heard that she had a daughter, he was slightly uncomfortable for a moment, but this sour feeling quickly dissipated, and he smiled with a full face.

  "Teacher Mei, how did you find me?"

  "It's fate." Ms. Mei pointed to a high-end beauty salon next to the martial arts hall: "This club is my family's, I came over to take a look, and then I found that there was a martial arts hall next door. You taught me kung fu back then, so I went in to take a look, and accidentally heard them mention your name while chatting. So I waited and watched. Didn't expect it was really you, great job, young man, you've made progress."

  "Teacher Mei... actually I..." Wang Jian didn't know what was wrong, suddenly feeling like he wanted to say something, but the words got stuck on his lips: "Actually... that... that... ah!"

  "Look at you, you've been like this since childhood." Teacher Mei tapped Wang Jian's forehead: "What did I tell you? A man should speak up when he has something to say! Being hesitant and evasive is the most unimpressive thing!"

  "Actually, I liked you back then!" Wang Jian suddenly found the courage from somewhere and blurted out the words at an extremely fast pace, his face turning red like a big sweet potato.

  Miss Mei burst out laughing, holding her stomach and taking a long time to calm down: "You silly thing, do you think I didn't know? But the way you like him isn't real liking, it's just like how I liked my military instructor in freshman year - it's hard to explain. I didn't expose you back then, you should be grateful! By the way, do you have a girlfriend now?"

  For some reason, after Wang Jian spoke out, he suddenly felt that the whole person was relaxed, and when facing Teacher Mei, he also suddenly became natural, his mood suddenly became exceptionally cheerful, just like the warm spring breeze in March or April blowing across his face.

  "Thanks!" Wang Jian replied gruffly to Teacher Mei, but after a moment's pause, he said: "Girlfriend... I'm not qualified to talk about that yet."

  "Dummy." Teacher Mei patted Wang Jian's forehead again: "Then there must be a girl you like?"

  Wang Jian lowered his head and remained silent, not making a sound...

  "Have you told her?" Teacher Mei was after all a gossip, and the fire of curiosity was burning brightly: "Ahh, you definitely won't tell! Give me her phone number!"

  "No...!" Wang Jian was stunned at the time: "Don't!"

  "No way!" Teacher Mei frowned: "Give it to me!"

  "not giving..." Wang Jian's memory suddenly flashed back to his childhood: "Not giving, is that okay?"

  "It must be!"

  Wang Jian hesitated for half a day and still didn't make a move. Teacher Mei hummed: "Still the same as before, huh? Give me your phone!"

  "Oh..." Wang Jian honestly handed his phone over to Teacher Mei: "It's really not good to give..."

  "Don't bother if nothing's wrong." Teacher Mei lowered her head to dial the phone number, but suddenly raised it with a sly glint in her eye: "Do you still remember what my name is?"

  "Mei Lan..." Wang Jian didn't even think about it.

  "It seems you haven't forgotten me." Teacher Mei dialed her own number with a cheerful tone: "Tomorrow afternoon, 6:30, my daughter's birthday, come to my house for dinner. Bring that girl, or you're dead if you don't show up."

  Wang Jian was stunned at the time, suddenly realizing that he had fallen into a trap... and as far as he knew about Teacher Mei, she was absolutely the type of person who was hot-headed and passionate, although gentle but absolutely straightforward, if he didn't go... Wang Jian could already imagine himself being scolded to the point of being covered in dog blood.

  "Okay, Teacher Mei needs to go home and take care of her kid."

  Teacher Mei finished dressing Wang Jian and stood up to leave. When she was halfway out, she suddenly turned her head, pointed at Wang Jian, and put on a fierce expression:

  "Afternoon, six thirty, see you then."

  Wang Jian blankly saw her off, suddenly feeling a warmth in his heart. It turned out that the saying "some emotions will not spoil for many years" was still somewhat reasonable. Moreover, judging from her appearance, she must be the one in charge at home, and a very strong-willed type...

  But when Wang Jian thought of tomorrow afternoon, he suddenly felt a twitch in his brain...

  "It's all over..."