Chapter 320:

I got into the car and exhaled a heavy sigh. My relatives always embarrassed me in front of Derek whenever I ran into them. On the way, I got a call from Charlene.

She told me that her father was organizing an event with his students. They needed people, so she asked if I could help.

Anyway, we had nothing else to do, so I asked Derek to drive me to the high school Charlene mentioned on the phone.

I was stunned when she mentioned the name of the school because I went there. My stomach churned as I set foot in familiar territory. A flood of emotions consumed me. It had been over ten years since I had been to school here.

The school was not the same as it had been ten years ago. They had renovated the building, transforming it into a brand new place. The whole building was dark, except for one classroom. I could hear the faint sound of laughter from there.

Desks and chairs were set up on either side of the spacious classroom. Students were playing in the center while a middle-aged teacher leaned forward, concentrating on folding paper cranes.

A few students stood next to the teacher’s chair, watching him with rapt attention. “Dad!”

The teacher raised his head. Excitement bubbled in my heart at the sight of him. “Mr. Eaton!”

Charlene’s father slowly stood up. He looked like he was watching a slow motion movie. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and gave me a look.

“Eveline?”

A lump rose in my throat.

Charlene’s father, Kevin Eaton, was not my teacher. I was in first grade, and he taught third grade. But perhaps he had heard my family’s tragic story, that he paid attention and care to my academic and personal life. He often helped me with my studies and taught me one-on-one. He always brought me eggs so that I would be well fed.

“Dad, Eveline, do you know each other?” Charlene gave me a look and looked back at her father.

Kevin looked over his shoulder at me and I realized he was looking at Derek. After a pause, he replied, “Yes.”

It had been more than ten years. Kevin looked much older. There were wisps of gray hair among his black tresses. But his kind eyes, though framed by subtle wrinkles, were the same as before.

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I ran forward and wrapped my arms around him as he gently patted me on the back.

“You’ve come at just the right time. Please do me a favor.”

Kevin said one of his students had been diagnosed with leukemia and was on leave for treatment. The girl’s classmates had planned to give her a thousand paper cranes as a surprise, hoping she would recover as soon as possible.

Several girls were at the desk, engrossed in folding the paper cranes.

I glanced around the classroom. Although the place looked different now, it brought back memories of my school days.

Kevin smiled at me. “Eveline, I remember you were good at this.Would you like to join us?”

I gave him a look and smiled excitedly. “Sure!”

Derek leaned close to me and whispered in my ear, “Can I help you?”

“Of course.” I handed him a piece of paper.

He held up the paper and gave me a shy look.

“I don’t know how.”

I resisted the urge to laugh and looked at him.

“I’ll teach you.”

He looked at me once and began folding his paper. I couldn’t help but admire his talent. After a while, Kevin suddenly called out to me as he was leaving the classroom. I quickly finished the one in my hand and followed him out.

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