The most unlucky thing in history

  For the next week, Zhao Shuiguan was busy running around, finding the department head to write a letter of recommendation and preparing for the written test.

  She wasn't without thinking of discussing this matter thoroughly with Tan Shu Mo, she also understood that if such a big thing was known to Tan Shu Mo through someone else's mouth, the consequences would be unbearable.

  But Zhao Shuiguan always couldn't find a chance for the two to sit down and have a good talk, as soon as school started there were meetings that never ended, and recently he went on a business trip again, so they could only contact each other by phone.

  Zhao Shuiguang didn't like discussing such matters over the phone, as voices could be deceiving and she couldn't see his eyes or read his expression, which always left her with a deep sense of powerlessness.

  Zhao Shuiguan also wanted to write a letter, but every time he started writing, he didn't know how to continue. In the end, there were only two options.

  What can she say? Hope you can wait for me?

  She wouldn't do something so selfish, no one in this world will wait for you unconditionally.

  Then don't wait for me, just forget it?

  It's hard not to be sentimental, she hopes so much that they can walk hand in hand forever.

  Since things have not been settled yet, Zhao Shuiguan felt that he could take his time and think about it again after the written test.

  Zhaoshuiguan and his mother brought up the matter, and Zhaobo said: "Girl, if you want to go out, then go out. Although Dad and Mom are not rich, they have been busy all their lives, and everything is left for you. There is still money for you to go out. You're also grown up, and such things should be decided by yourself."

  Zhao's mother knew what her daughter was thinking and asked: "You guys are talking about Teacher Kuai being almost thirty, right?"

  "By the end of this year."

  December 22nd, a day Zhao Shuiguan would remember for the rest of his life.

  "Either have a good talk with them or make it clear that you don't want to, don't waste their time."

  A thirty-year-old man's definition of love is vastly different from that of a twenty-year-old girl, and Zhao's mother has been through it all, so she can see right through it.

  A twenty-year-old girl and a twenty-year-old boy fall in love. The boy is over twenty, his career has not yet taken off, he's looking for work, job-hopping and whatnot, his mindset is still unstable; the girl is over twenty, smiling brightly, blooming like a flower, it can be said that she spends the best years of her life accompanying him through the most difficult days of his.

  Men at thirty, temperament and career are stable, walking with a steady pace, calm and composed. Women at thirty are not as good as before, so men in their thirties and twenty-year-old girls fall in love, seemingly abrupt, but actually just right.

  Zhao Shuiguang's dormitory has a long-distance twenty-year-old love, Yang Yang and his childhood friend, who got this name because of him, commonly known as: A Qing.

  It is said that Aqing and Yangyang were discussing on the phone one day about how much rice to eat in the cafeteria, and Aqing said: There are also girls who eat two liang of rice.

  Yang Yang was exactly that kind of person who would get angry over two taels of rice, and immediately hung up the phone in a rage.

  But Yang Yang was actually just being stubborn. He had scolded, but the next day when he went to school to have lunch, he put down his card and said: "Master, one or two yuan for the meal."

  The masters all recognized them, and with a quick hand, they were given two taels of rice, and their money was also deducted.

  Yang Yang got angry and knocked on the rice bowl saying: "I want two taels, don't need to find change, serve the meal back."

  The master waved his big spoon, looked at her strangely, and scooped some rice back, but compared to Zhao Shuiguan's one or two, there were still many.

  The other three in the dormitory were laughing, Yang Yang took a spoon and divided some into Zhao Shui Guang's bowl, saying "What are you laughing at? Help me divide a few!"

  Zhao Shuiguan almost choked on his winter melon soup and hastily said, "Comrade Yangyang, can you please not say the word 'tuó' during meals?"

  Long-distance love seems sweet because it's difficult and therefore more precious.

  In reality, crises are lurking everywhere, when you and I live in different worlds, what should we say?

  Time passed, and I felt that the other person had changed. In fact, maybe it was me who had changed, or perhaps nothing had changed at all - just an excuse I found for myself. So things faded away, and indeed they did. We each lived in our own separate worlds.

  Yang Yang and Zhao Shuiguan always mention with envy: "You're so lucky to have such a top-notch person by your side."

  Zhao Shuiguang now thinks that life is indeed ironic.

  The results of Zhao Shuiguan's written test came out quickly, and as expected, she passed. So every day, she talked to Tan Shu about books and ink on the phone, but couldn't help feeling anxious and worried that she had deceived him in some way.

  Tan Shumeng was extremely sensitive, especially about Zhao Shui Guang's affairs. He asked: "Is there anything new lately?"

  Zhao Shuiguan's heart was guilty, he immediately said: "Nothing, what could be the matter?"

  He didn't ask much, he wasn't a nagging person, he was just waiting, waiting for her to say something, the two of them had been together for almost two years, many things were unspoken, but he also didn't expect that what he was waiting for would be such a big thing.

  On Friday, Zhao Shuiguan received a call from Tan Shumeng. His voice was a bit tired and he said: "Just got off the plane, there's a meeting later, wait for me in the office, I'll send you back."

  Zhao Shuiguan had an interview in the afternoon and didn't want him to be too tired, so he said: "I have something on, nothing important, you can go back by yourself, take a good rest."

  Still holding on, his mellow voice came from the other end of the phone: "...... Missing you......". With a slightly tired hoarseness, it was infinitely sexy, just like whispering in my ear.

  Zhao Shuiguan suddenly felt that Tan Shumei had set foot on this land under her feet, under the same sky, looking up at the same sun, he was really back, her heart thumping, she said "en" and didn't say anything else.

  The interview went relatively well, with two rounds. The first round was the school's review of individuals, all in Chinese. Zhao Shuiguan has always been a polite and courteous child, with a simple family background, so this round wasn't too difficult.

  The second round was said to be an interview with the teacher from the opposing school, the project leader, and a foreign teacher. Zhao Shuiguan's head hurt just thinking about so many people, but Teacher Shen had already given her advance notice, telling her not to be nervous, as they were all from their own school.

  Zhao Shuiguang knocked on the door, and the voice inside immediately fell silent. After a while, a voice said, "Come in." She perked up and pushed open the door to enter.

  After entering, it was indeed a row of people sitting there. Teacher Shen sat on the edge, expressionless, and at this time, he had to pretend not to know anyone. Foreign teacher PETR was an old friend, winking at Zhao Shuiguan, who smiled slightly. There were also unfamiliar faces, but suddenly, in the middle to the right, a familiar face appeared, and Zhao Shuiguan found that he really couldn't smile anymore.

  That man wore a black suit with two buttons, inside was a black soft-collared shirt, and a tie with fine white stripes, which made his face look slightly pale, but extraordinary. Zhao Shuiguan had heard his voice just now, he knew that he must be tired, so his face looked a bit pale, but someone like Tan Moshang would never show any fatigue to the outside world no matter how hard he worked, even just now was because Zhao Shuiguan was used to hearing his voice and only discovered the fatigue in his tone after listening carefully. He always stood up straight like this, with facial lines as sharp as charcoal, eyes full of toughness.

  That man's eyes met Zhao Shuiguan's, and while others couldn't see it, Zhao felt a chill run up his spine.

  Why did she have to let him know in such a terrible situation that her blood vessels were about to burst with cold sweat, it was really a disaster.

  Zhao Shuiguan's mind hasn't been working properly since she saw Tan Shu's ink brain, her heart is filled with all sorts of thoughts circulating, fortunately most of the questions she had prepared for, she just recited from memory.

  Zhao Shuiguan, when answering Peter's question, didn't dare to lean her head to the right, but the corner of her eye was fully focused on him. She saw that he took out the materials and flipped through them, even the faint rustling sound she could hear clearly.

  PETER finished asking, and it was the person who seemed to be in charge sitting in the middle who asked. Zhao Shuiguan didn't listen carefully to what he asked at all, but grabbed a few fleeting words, made an educated guess, and started answering. Her mind was completely elsewhere. She knew herself that she had messed up terribly.

  After answering, the person in the middle nodded and looked around, indicating that there were still people asking questions. Zhao Shuiguan knew this was the last question and his heart was burning with anxiety, just wanting it to end quickly.

  It was that person who asked, he had one hand supporting his head and the other long fingers holding a pen, "tap tap" tapping on the documents, her heart was "thumping" with excitement, he didn't even lift his head to look at her, but in his ears was her extremely familiar British accent: "Why do you want to go abroad?"

  The tone was as cold as an examiner's, but only they two knew that there was a deeper meaning behind this sentence.

  Such a voice an hour ago, said "missing you" in a low tone.

  In just one short hour, her world and his had already become different.

  For this question, Zhao Shuiguan knew it was definitely going to be tested, and she had been prepared early on. However, when the examiner asked about the book and ink, it was a different story. The examiner's question was not what she had expected, and she couldn't bring herself to say something like "independence" or "self-improvement". She just couldn't get the words out.

  She couldn't speak out, he didn't look at her either. The examiners around them started whispering to each other, she knew that if she made a choice, it would be an irreversible one.

  She finally straightened her back, bowed deeply and said "Sorry", turned the door handle and walked out without looking back.

  As she walked on the road, she brushed past two girls, one of whom complained: "If I had studied those last few chapters carefully this time, I definitely wouldn't have done so badly on the exam!"

  Zhao Shuiguang walked over, dazed and stopped, leaning on the handrail of the corridor, with her eyes closed by the sunlight. She thought that many people would say "if", "If I study hard, I must be in the top ten of the class", "If I review carefully, the scholarship is definitely a small matter". If she had done so at that time, now it would have been how and how.

  In fact, life doesn't have that many ifs, nor does it have that many certainties. If you're just making excuses for yourself because you're afraid of not achieving your goals even after putting in effort. If you have the ability, then study hard and you'll definitely be among the top ten in class. If you have the ability, then review seriously and show me the scholarship you've won. All those ifs are just empty talk, there's no such thing as "what if" in reality, all those "ifs" are opportunities that you can never grasp.

  She Zhao Shuiguan didn't want to say "If I had chosen to go abroad at that time, it wouldn't have been like this". She didn't want such an if, such a complaint, which is detestable.

  "Why go abroad?" She had genuinely considered it.

  She herself is really not interested in foreign trade, learning a language is one of her dreams. She really doesn't want to choose something that she's not enthusiastic about from the start, and now it's like this, what about the next 40 years? Will she just be going through the motions in that field, will there be any fulfillment?

  Secondly, her grandmother's situation also had an impact on her. Zhao Shuiguan thought about his own parents, and in the future when they grew old, they would also need to be taken care of like this. If he didn't have the ability to do so, if he was trapped by life and burdened by economics, then wasn't it a pity that his parents had given birth to such a child?

  Finally, she found it hard to tell Tan Shu Mo, now anyone who saw them would think they were in a teacher-student romance, but she knew that wasn't really the case, it's just that he happened to be her teacher and she was his student!

  But precisely because of this, she can't speak out. To this day, she still calls him "Teacher Tan". If she doesn't leave, if she doesn't grow up, she will forever be his child, being protected and growing up. But what she wants is equality, not standing there with a reverent heart to look up to him. She wants to hold his hand and stand beside him.

  How can she say it out loud then!

  Zhao Shuiguan stood in the warm wind of September, his eyes narrowed by the down feathers blown from the trees. He blinked and tears fell, and the words "I miss you" still lingered hotly in his ears. Thinking of this, her heart was still filled with warmth and tenderness, and she couldn't help but run towards the office building.