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April 22, 2023 at 6:20 AM

More concisely, "eating tofu" is a euphemism for groping. So, in a sense, in a certain context like this one... it could be considered a kind of flirting. But in general no, that's dangerous, that's a very dangerous interpretation. There's a good reason Lu Zhiqiao wants to slap her. XD

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April 22, 2023 at 7:36 AM

Yeah, i pondered a lot on this, at first I used 'molesting' but the context didn't seem like Lu Zhiqiao was really offended so I downplayed it with 'flirting' i took up the meaning here

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April 22, 2023 at 7:41 AM

thanks for the input

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January 26, 2024 at 3:20 PM

Thanks so much for your wonderful translations! Still so very slowly waiting for the iceberg to melt completely 😅

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November 12, 2025 at 10:57 AM

Well that was disappointing. I actually cheered when I read Qi Yan was taken away by police because I thought it was going to be because she went and assaulted that pig teacher for what he did. That was disappointing that it was just to give a statement

<h2 style="text-align: left;">Chapter 48: Tenderness</h2>Source: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=3975255<div> In recent years, there have been frequent incidents of students jumping off buildings, some because of the pressure of studying, and some because of being criticized by their parents or teachers. Lu Zhiqiao is always terrified when reading this kind of news, for fear that her precious daughter will also become one of them, so she usually dares not put too much pressure on her daughter, just because she cares about her math grades. Now that a student has an accident, it's hard not to think about the teacher. Combined with jumping off the building and being taken away by the police, the only thing Lu Zhiqiao can think of is that Qi Yan might have criticized the student, and the child couldn't get over it for a while, so he jumped. The so-called criticism has no scale or boundaries. It is hard to decide whether it is light or heavy.  She believed that it was impossible for Qi Yan to beat and scold the child, maybe it was just a word or two of casual lecture, maybe it was just to call the parents, maybe... Lu Zhiqiao's mind was buzzing, guessing wildly, and her fingertips were numb. She lowered her head and asked her daughter: "Baby, do you know the reason why your classmate jumped off the building?" "I don't know." The little girl shook her head, "She's not from our class." Um? Lu Zhiqiao froze, her thoughts completely confused. She let go of her daughter, turned around to get the phone, and clicked directly into the address book to call Qi Yan. It rang for a long time, but there was no answer. She only heard the system prompt, she may be busy. Lu Zhiqiao took a deep breath, frowned, the fingertips holding the phone seemed to be pricked by countless needles, and lost its consciousness. She couldn't control her emotions, her heart felt as if it was in a frying pan, white smoke was sizzling, the skin and flesh were scalded, leaving a piece of scorched black. Then, a sense of powerlessness surged up, and she couldn't do anything. She couldn't get useful information, in the end, she could only worry. …. After dinner, Lu Wei  went back to her room to do her homework. Lu Zhiqiao sat on the sofa guarding the gift box, holding her phone tightly, and listened to the movement in the corridor outside. She sent a WeChat message, but Qi Yan didn't reply. She called, but Qi Yan didn't answer, and the person who was always in front of her eyes suddenly disappeared. She felt an unspeakable loss in her heart. Learning about the bad news, then guessing wildly, made her even more anxious. Outside the window, the night is dark and silent, thousands of lights are on, and the neighborhood is so quiet that it hurts people's ears and makes people feel flustered for no reason. The more silent, the more turbulence is hidden behind. Her throat was as dry as a fire, Lu Zhiqiao got up to pour water, and walked towards the dining table with her legs, but her eyes were still fixed on the phone, afraid that it would light up in the next second and receive a call from Qi Yan. But there was none. Everything is still so peaceful. Lu Zhiqiao went back to the sofa and sat down with the glass of water in her hands, wanting to wait for it to cool down before drinking. Suddenly, the phone rang, and her arm trembled. She frowned and "hissed", ignoring the pain, picked up the phone and looked, it was 10086... Hope was in vain, Lu Zhiqiao who was overwhelmed with joy earlier, pressed the reject button angrily, put the phone aside, and went back to the room to change her pants. Her trousers were very thin, and a large area of skin was scalded red by the boiling water, which was as painful as a needle prick. She took out a burn ointment from the drawer of the bedside table, sat down, and wiped it on herself. Suddenly, she remembered the day when Shu Minxi applied medicine to Saki, and then the scene in the rainforest flashed through her mind, like a red-hot iron, tightly burned on her heart. Now, she can finally understand Qi Yan's feelings at that time. Because they are the ones who care, they are nervous, anxious, and uneasy, and because they bury each other in their hearts unknowingly, they affect each other's emotions. At this moment, she was like Qi Yan in the rainforest that day. She was obviously afraid, but pretended to wait calmly, Qi Yan had at least done something for her, but she couldn't do anything right now. They are so different. Qi Yan will not be as entangled as she is. She can say whatever she wants, do what she wants to do, play what she wants, eat what she wants, chase whoever she wants to pursue, and make no secret of her liking. But she only dared to hide in a dark corner, repeatedly. After applying the medicine, and when it was almost dry, Lu Zhiqiao came out with a pair of trousers, and threw the wet pair into the clothes basket. Ordinarily, it would be good to just rub it with her hands and dry it, but she didn't have the heart, she was afraid of missing the news of Qi Yan's return, so even applying the medicine felt like a waste of time. She returned to the sofa and sat down, holding her mobile phone and guarding the beautifully wrapped gift box on the coffee table. Time passed by every minute and every second... At about eight o'clock, there was a slight movement in the corridor. The sound insulation effect of the door was good, and only some sounds could be heard faintly. Then, there was a gentle closing sound from the opposite side. Lu Zhiqiao stood up abruptly, grabbed the key, and rushed out the door. The sensor light was on in the corridor, and she came to the door of 902 against the chilly draft, raised her hand and knocked hard twice, her palm was a little numb, she was just about to shout, the door opened, and a tall figure appeared in sight. "Qi Yan..." Lu Zhiqiao was startled and murmured. Qi Yan's face was slightly pale, her expression was very haggard, her eyelids were half drooping, and her soft and long black hair was a little messy. Her eyes were dull and empty, but at the moment she saw Lu Zhiqiao, she suddenly became a little bit brighter, and gradually lit up. She swooped over and hugged Lu Zhiqiao with great strength. Lu Zhiqiao only felt that she was being strangled by steel and iron cables, so tight that she couldn't move at all, she groaned in her throat, didn't speak, and didn't push away, she raised her arms to hug Qi Yan's waist, and put her ear against her face. "Qiao..." The voice is slightly hoarse and low. Lu Zhiqiao responded softly, "Well, I'm here." She spoke the same, imitating what Qi Yan once said to her. Because this simple response is enough to make people feel at ease. "Qiao.Qiao—" "Here I am." Qi Yan didn't speak any more. In the long silence, time seemed to be frozen, and the warmth of each other's cuddling felt clear and real. After hugging her for a while, Lu Zhiqiao patted her on the back: "Let's go in." Letting go briefly, the two entered the room holding each other's arms, Lu Zhiqiao changed her shoes, led Qi Yan to sit on the sofa, then got up to pour a glass of water, as if she was at her own home. Sitting down, she took the initiative to hold Qi Yan's hand, but it was cold, so she hurriedly wrapped her hands to warm her up. Qi Yan didn't drink any water, so she broke free from her hand, stuck to her like a magnet, and said sullenly, "Don't move, let me hold you." Lu Zhiqiao immediately stopped moving. This time Qi Yan didn't hug her too tightly, her body seemed to be boneless, she limply fell into Lu Zhiqiao's arms, and closed her eyes. Those resentful eyes, scarlet blood... She trembled all over, opened her eyes suddenly, hugged Lu Zhiqiao even tighter, buried her face on the side of the woman's neck, and trembled with her deep breathing. Lu Zhiqiao felt it, and subconsciously wrapped her arms around Qi Yan's waist, patted her back to comfort her, wanted to ask something, but couldn't say it when she opened her mouth, thousands of thoughts rushed into her heart. Everyone has a vulnerable side, and Qi Yan also has it, but this person is usually too radiant, confident and free and easy, covering up those little negative emotions. Or maybe it's just that she didn't see it? She herself would have wild thoughts and nightmares when she was alone, in the middle of the night, what more Qi Yan? She thought she would never be sad, never be upset, never show any negative energy. But today, she was caught off guard and saw that the Qi Yan that had been built up in her heart collapsed suddenly, and a new Qi Yan came out from it. She is no longer the symbol of perfection in her mind, but more real, closer to her, so close that she is beside her, within her reach. "A student jumped off the building today." Qi Yan's hoarse and deep voice came from the side of her neck. Lu Zhiqiao was slightly startled: "Yeah, Niu Niu told me." There was a small sob. Lu Zhiqiao's back stiffened, her throat slipped unconsciously, and her arms tightened around Qi Yan's waist. She panicked and wanted to say something, but Qi Yan continued to speak. Explaining clearly what happened at school in the afternoon. The girl who jumped from the building died after being rescued. A few minutes before she died, she was insulted by the math teacher Xu Shoukui in front of her classmates. At that time, Qi Yan happened to pass by and saw it clearly. "I saw her die in front of my eyes." "There was a lot of blood." "If I had gone in to interfere..." Qi Yan choked up, tears streaming down her face. She wanted to think so, but she knew it was impossible, she was not in charge of Class 7 so what could she interfere with? Xu Shoukui may not pay attention to her either. Along the way, Qi Yan persuaded herself like this, but as long as she thought of the girl's resentful eyes and the scarlet blood on the ground, she felt that she was also guilty. Why did she go to the playground to bask in the sun? Why go through that hallway? Why should she see it? If she had gone the other way, going down or up a floor, if she hadn't stopped and walked straight away, she wouldn't have witnessed that scene with her own eyes, and she wouldn't have faced the tragedy and crime. The girl's eyes before dying seemed to say to her: <span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Teacher, why didn't you help me... Qi Yan twitched and cried bitterly. Ordinary people who have experienced such a scene are afraid that it will leave a lifetime of shadows, and even the audience will have goose bumps all over their bodies. Lu Zhiqiao hugged Qi Yan, her arms trembling uncontrollably, sadness gradually filled her panicked eyes, her gaze seemed to penetrate time and return to the distant past. In fact, she is not afraid to hear such things, she has even experienced it herself, but the way is different, but the end is the same. It was a thorn buried in her heart, and it hurt when touched. So at this moment, she felt the same way, and understood the fear and powerlessness. When the sadness subsided, her heart tightened violently, throbbing in pain. "Qi Yan..." She whispered, her ear pressed against Qi Yan's face, "It's not your fault, and it has nothing to do with you, you just passed by, it just so happened that that girl is not your student, you feeling guilty is equivalent to letting go of the real murderer right? She didn't know whether she was comforting Qi Yan or herself. Thinking back to the last time, Qi Yan told herself that Xu Shoukui insulted her daughter in class, it was probably the same. Her poor baby could bear anything, so well-behaved and obedient, and refused to tell her when she was wronged, her heart was almost broken when she heard it. Some teachers are teachers, and some teachers are animals. If her daughter hadn't met Qi Yan, her little heart couldn't hold too much grievance, she had nowhere to confide, no one understood, would she have chosen to end her life on impulse like that girl today? She couldn't imagine that, she would collapse. "I know... I know..." Qi Yan gasped, her eyes were red, "But the child who was fine a few minutes ago suddenly disappeared, and died in front of me, I—" "You think you are guilty of failing to stop it, don't you?" Lu Zhiqiao asked calmly. Qi Yan froze and didn't speak. Her arms were soft and tender and her silky black hair exuded a faint fragrance. Lu Zhiqiao raised her hand and caressed her hair, and said in a gentle voice: "Last time you said, Niu Niu was scolded by the math teacher, and she was sad, crying alone in the stairwell, you comforted her, took her to play...Think about it, if you hadn't done those things, Niu Niu might be the one who had an accident today." "You indirectly saved Niu Niu's life, and you saved mine too. After all, you are a mortal, and you don't have supernatural abilities. You have used up the number of times you have saved people in this life. If you save people again, it will be cheating and a foul." Qi Yan paused, sniffed lightly, and raised her head to look at her: "Your life?" With red and swollen eyes and embarrassing tears on her face, Lu Zhiqiao couldn't help reaching out to wipe her tears, and smiled calmly: "If Niu Niu jumped, I will jump too." "Bah, bah, bah!" Qi Yan patted her hand away, furrowing her brows fiercely, "What are you talking about, how can you curse yourself like that." "It's symbiosis, not a curse." "I won't let anything happen to you!" Qi Yan said in a nasal voice, nervously grabbing her with both hands. Lu Zhiqiao looked at her quietly, slightly raising the corners of her mouth. "Qi Yan." "……Um?" "You are a good teacher, you are so kind, and you love your students so much, not just Niu Niu, you love everyone in Class 2 of the first year of junior high school." She said, pulling out her hand to gently stroke her eyebrows. "Niu Niu is very lucky to meet such a good teacher as you." The touch of the fingertips on her forehead was slightly hot, gently and carefully stroking away her twisted emotions, Qi Yan subconsciously burrowed into Lu Zhiqiao's arms, buried her face against her shoulder, and smelled the familiar smell of "Artemis'' on her body. She suddenly felt that the fatigue all over her body was eliminated, she just wanted to turn herself into a pool of spring water and melt into her gentle home. Lu Zhiqiao also opened her arms to welcome Qi Yan without any scruples. The warm yellow light is warm and soft, covering the shadows of the two cuddling each other, and the air is getting warmer a little bit. Qi Yan's breathing was a bit heavy, and all the hot air was breathed out on her neck, and then she felt the woman tremble, and regaining a familiar feeling, taking more advances. "Don't send me a good person card." She said in a muffled voice. Lu Zhiqiao smiled and followed her: "Okay." As she spoke, her fingertips picked up a strand of Qi Yan's soft and long hair, twisted and played with it, and the trembling became more and more frequent and intense. She thought Qi Yan was going to take advantage of the opportunity to do something, instead, she sat up straight, picked up the glass and drank all the water. "I went to the police station to submit my statement in the afternoon. Apart from me, an intern teacher I brought also saw it, and she saw it before me. She was the first witness. She was more frightened than me. She might need to see a psychiatrist. "Qi Yan sighed, put down the cup, and fell softly into the arms of the person beside her. Lu Zhiqiao's hanging heart had already been put down, and now she brought it up again. She hugged Qi Yan, adjusted the person's center of gravity so that her body would not be overwhelmed, and frowned worriedly: "You should also see a psychiatrist, after all this kind of thing…" She choked halfway through the conversation. Back then, she didn't know how she survived, no one intervened, no one comforted, she was all on her own. But she doesn't have the face to be comforted. She should live with her own sins. "No need." Qi Yan wanted to lean on her chest, but supported a little weight so that it wouldn't hurt, then tilted her head and raised her brows then smiled as if nothing had happened: "You are my psychiatrist." So soft, so comfortable, and so sensitive. Lu Zhiqiao: "..." Forget it, let it go. If it weren't for the fact that this person is experiencing a dark hour, how could she be so conniving, so blatantly eating tofu*, she would have to slap her—very lightly.*according to <a href="https://baike.baidu.com/item/%E5%90%83%E8%B1%86%E8%85%90/503773#:~:text=%E5%90%83%E8%B1%86%E8%85%90%EF%BC%8C%E7%8E%B0%E5%A4%9A%E6%8C%87,%E5%A5%B3%E4%BA%BA%E4%BE%BF%E5%AE%9C%E7%9A%84%E6%84%8F%E6%80%9D%E4%BA%86%E3%80%82%A5%B3%E4%BA%BA%E4%BE%BF%E5%AE%9C%E7%9A%84%E6%84%8F%E6%80%9D%E4%BA%86%E3%80%82">baidu</a>: it generally mean to take advantage of others, now used with sexual implications, depending on the context it range from joking and flirting to molestation/sexual harassment. Foreign name: flirt with women. Although the mood gradually returned to calm, there was still lingering fear in her heart. Qi Yan was fragile at the moment, and she didn't want to deliberately take advantage of it. She really just couldn't help it. Holding Lu Zhiqiao made her feel more at ease. The feeling that someone can rely on and understand herself, fascinated her. Qiao Qiao pampered her and followed her, and understood her. So she has to know the scale even more, and not go too far. Qi Yan leaned on Lu Zhiqiao's chest for a while, sat up reluctantly, poured herself another glass of water, drank half of it, and said, "I don't know how the school will handle this matter... I hope Xu Shoukui will be severely punished. It would be best for the parents to sue him, so that he will not be able to teach in her life, so as not to harm other students." She said rubbing her eyes, a little sore and uncomfortably swollen. Lu Zhiqiao frowned at the sight and got up in a hurry to go to the bathroom.. There are two towels hanging on the shelf, one is Qi Yan's, red, and the other is for her, blue. She took the red one, turned on the tap, rinsed it, wrung it dry, folded it twice. Qi Yan was still rubbing her eyes, Lu Zhiqiao stepped forward to grab her hand and took it away, and lightly reprimanded: "Don't rub it, the more you rub it, the more uncomfortable it gets, I'll give you a compress." Qi Yan squinted her eyes, and before she could open them, Lu Zhiqiao covered them with a towel, and her eyes were instantly icy cold, which was very refreshing. "Lean." Lu Zhiqiao grabbed another pillow and put it behind her waist, "I will heat it later." "Okay." Qi Yan was obedient and leaned back against the back of the sofa. When the darkness fell, she couldn't perceive the surrounding environment, and an unspeakable fear gradually surged up. The girl lying on the ground flashed in her mind, those eyes, the dazzling blood... She took off the towel, opened her eyes and sat up, panting with her mouth open, her breathing was a little short. "What's wrong?" Lu Zhiqiao hurriedly grabbed her hand. Qi Yan gasped for a few breaths, turned her head, moved her lips, seemed hesitant to speak, before saying after a while: "Hug me." Lu Zhiqiao hugged her without saying a word. The towel covered her eyes again, and Qi Yan half-laid in Lu Zhiqiao's arms with peace of mind. She still thought about the scene she saw in the afternoon, but she was not as afraid as before. A strand of soft hair fell into Lu Zhiqiao's hands. She hooked it up and wrapped it around twice, then slid it away naturally. Little by little, it slipped onto Qi Yan's hand, itching. The person in her arms moved, pinched her fingers instead, snorted softly, and smiled with her lips drawn. Lu Zhiqiao also smiled. After the hot and cold compresses, Qi Yan's eyes felt much more comfortable, her body and mind were completely relaxed, and her sleepiness was overwhelming. She covered her mouth and yawned, "I'm so sleepy." It was just before nine o'clock, and she doesn't usually go to bed so early. This afternoon, she was tense and tired. Now that she's relaxed, she wants to sleep. Lu Zhiqiao gently combed her hair with her fingers, and said softly, "Take a shower, sleep well, don't think about anything, and take a leave of absence from school tomorrow." As she spoke, she couldn't help but want to kiss her hair. But she held back. Thinking of something again, she pursed her lips and added: "I will go to the company to hand in a report tomorrow morning, and then I can come back to rest, I will accompany you." She spoke softly, passing over Qi Yan's heart like a feather, itching and warming. Qi Yan grabbed her hand, combed her fingers and clasped it, "I'm afraid alone." "Didn't I say I'll accompany you?" "Tonight." Lu Zhiqiao froze, and it took a moment to react. She looked around, the house was really spacious and big. How could one sleep alone at night after seeing such a thing during the day?  She mused: "Why don't you come and stay with me, and you sleep with Niu Niu." Her daughter's bed is 1.5 meters wide, and it is also a double bed, which is more than enough for two people to sleep. Qi Yan's body paused,s he let go of her fingers, and sat up: "Can't I sleep with you?" In the past, if Qi Yan said this, Lu Zhiqiao would regard it as a wicked idea and ignore it. But looking at Qi Yan's eyes now, the pupils were completely lost and still a little listless, her heart was inexplicably sore, she couldn't care about other messy thoughts, she was as soft as cotton. "Hmm--" Lu Zhiqiao sighed, and said helplessly: "Fine. But only sleep, don't move around..." <span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Author's Note: Teacher Qi: I'll just hug and won’t move [honesty.jpg] Don’t worry, little cuties, Mama still has a knot in her heart, it’s impossible to accept Yan Yan so quickly and completely, give Mama some time and patience, don’t rush~ <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/04/ch-47-there-are-always-teachers-who.html" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: normal;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><<PREV</a> | <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/03/there-are-always-teachers-who-want-to.html" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: normal;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">TOC</a> |  <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/03/index.html" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; text-decoration-line: none; white-space: normal;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration-line: underline; text-decoration-skip-ink: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">INDEX</a> | <a href="https://love4baihe.blogspot.com/2023/04/ch-49-there-are-always-teachers-who.html">NEXT>></a></div>

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