So that the sound of my breathing will not be so obvious.

His chest rose and fell violently.

After a short journey, he felt as tired as if he had run 800 meters.

…

The boy unconsciously held his breath and listened.

He tried to catch the sound inside the door.

A door apart...

Mom is inside...

The boy suddenly became very frightened.

I was afraid that my mother would be called by the teacher and she would be angry with him.

He knows that his mother is very busy at work.

At this time, my mother should have been at work...

He caused trouble for his mother...

The boy's hand pinched tightly into the other's.

…

He... didn't dare to go in.

…

"Why are you standing here?"

The sudden sound behind him made the boy almost scream.

If his voice hadn't been stuck in his throat at the last moment, he would have become the target of everyone watching.

Although his voice was muted, the frightened expression on the boy's face was clear.

The pale complexion makes people wonder if this child will faint in the next second?

…

The young woman standing behind the boy couldn't help but take a step back.

The boy's expression frightened her a little.

Apology appeared on her face.

"Feel sorry."

"scared you."

…

The boy shook his head in panic.

He knows this teacher.

He is the new music teacher in the school.

Very nice people.

Everyone likes her very much.

So does he.

He likes to listen to this teacher's performance very much.

It will calm his mind.

It won’t be so painful and uncomfortable anymore.

…

"Don't you want to go in?"

The young music teacher didn't push the door in a hurry.

She looked at the boy and asked for his opinion.

…

The boy was stunned.

Go in...

Of course he has to go in.

Mom is inside.

He couldn't keep his mother waiting.

But just because his mother was inside, the boy felt as if his feet were filled with lead.

Good weight.

He couldn't move forward.

…

"Do you need me to push the door open for you?"

Music teacher smiles.

The eyebrows are gentle.

…

The boy nodded subconsciously.

His nose is a little sore.

The next second, he sniffed hard.

…

"OK."

The music teacher put his hand on the door.

Just a second before the door was about to be pushed open, the music teacher stopped.

She turned her head.

"it does not matter."

She smiled reassuringly at the child.

"Don't be so nervous."

The music teacher comforted me warmly.

But there was a wry smile in my heart.

It's too obvious.

This student looked like he was called a parent.

Only children who have called their parents would be so embarrassed, nervous and flustered at the door of the teacher's office.

…

The boy opened his eyes wide.

The teacher...is comforting him...

…

The music teacher winked at the boy.

She opened the office door.

…

The conversation inside the door stopped abruptly.

Everyone looked at the door that was pushed open.

…

"Teacher Lu..."

The music teacher smiled at everyone, and then walked towards a teacher sitting in his seat.

Her departure revealed the boy behind her.

…

"Song Xiaxuan."

The head teacher saw his students at a glance.
Chapter completed!