don't touch my ears

After sending away another group of relatives who came to collect debts, Ye Qing was slumped on the sofa, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her hands.

Death is like a lamp going out, and when the lamp goes out, the moths are unwilling to let go of the last bit of warmth.

Ye Qing was staring at the chandelier on the top in a daze. The ticking clock in the silent room disturbed her.

Ding dong, the doorbell rang again.

Ye Qing jumped up from the sofa all of a sudden, combed her hair randomly, and forced herself to smile.

This is the upbringing of their Ye family, and it is also her last backbone.

"Hello, what do you have..."

After opening the door and seeing the young man standing outside, Ye Qing was dazed for a moment.

The young man was handsome, and he was dressed tall and straight. There was no wrinkle on the dark gray suit, and the expensive tie hung on his chest, adding a bit of maturity.

Years later, Ye Qing recalled that the young man's face was even blurrier than the old photos, but she still remembered the strong sense of sight——

It was like a handsome and handsome prince suddenly descended into a dirty and chaotic slum, holding a bouquet of white lilies in his hand.

The lily was wrapped securely in the colored paper sprinkled with gold powder, the radiant petals stung Ye Qing's eyes and brought her back to reality.

"Hi, I'm Professor Ye's student, please feel sorry for Professor Ye's affairs."

The young man's voice was deep and pleasant, like a lingling spring water beating on the rocks on the shore.

Ye Qing lowered her eyes: "Come in."

……

"The professor taught me a lot and helped me a lot. I respect him very much, professor..."

That's it, I'm not here to collect debts, I'm just a student.

Ye Qing was absent-mindedly listening to the young man's words, but her mind had already flown out.

She was very tired, so tired that she seemed to fall asleep in the next second, but when she closed her eyes, she would see the high debt and the strange faces of her relatives.

She hadn't had a good night's sleep for many days, but at this moment, perhaps the fragrance of lilies calmed her mind, and her drowsiness suddenly flooded up, as if to overwhelm her.

Perhaps sensing that Ye Qing was not in the right state, the young man coughed to draw his attention.

Ye Qing really looked over.

"This time, I want Ms. Ye to help me with one thing. The professor left a few unreported subjects before his death. The experiment has already started. It would be a pity to stop it like this. If Ms. Ye is willing to believe me If so, I want to continue the experiment in the name of the professor. Although I am only a student now, I have been following Professor Ye since the summer camp. I know his research very well. ..."

"I know about this. Some professors in the school came to me and wanted me to give them the project." Ye Qing said.

The young man was at a loss for words for a while. Although he had anticipated this possibility, the loss that should have been felt when the prediction came true was still not lost at all.

After all, compared to a sophomore rising to a junior, a professor from the school is more convincing no matter how you look at it.

Ye Qing continued: "But I didn't give it. I told them that Dad didn't leave me his experiment materials."

Turn around!

The young man's eyes were full of hope: "If you believe me, I hope you can entrust the professor's research to me, I will do my best, I will definitely..."

Ye Qing smiled: "I've heard about you, did you win the national award in your freshman year, and your father also went there on the day of your defense."

The young man blushed slightly, showing a rare shyness that belonged to young people: "It's all thanks to the professor. I am very grateful to the professor for helping me."

"I believe that you can produce results. I heard that if these researches are done well, patents can be issued."

"Thank you so much, I..."

"Then how much are you willing to spend to buy these things?"

Ye Qing was still smiling, but the young man was stunned.

It wasn't the first time he heard the word money, but it was the first time he felt that the word was so strange.

"I checked the information on the Internet. Many topics can be used to sell money. The gunners who have written half of them will continue to write. The demand for papers that have been written is even greater."

"Yes, but this kind of fraudulent use of other people's papers to replace your own name is very shameful in academics..."

"But I want money." Ye Qing said.

The young man was dumbfounded, looking at Ye Qing in shock.

"Do you find it incredible that Ye Xun is such a good father, why did he give birth to a daughter like me? He devoted himself to research, experimentation, and science, but his daughter wanted to use his posthumous works to sell money. Selling it to a gunman who doesn't even know about it?"

"I didn't mean that, please calm down." The young man's voice was a little dry.

"I'm very calm. In fact, I always thought that you might come. Although I don't even know your name, I know when I see you."

The words were addressed to the young man, but Ye Qing's eyes fell on the bouquet of flowers on the table.

The pale lily petals hung down, still dripping with fresh dew.

"This is the first bouquet I received."

The spiritual table has not been placed yet, there are no tributes, and there are no flowers.

"You are the first person to say sorry to me."

Ye Qing seemed to want to sigh, but what she said was a chuckle.

The young man couldn't believe it: "How is it possible, Professor Ye is such a good person..."

Ye Qing: "He is a very good teacher, right? He is also a very good researcher. You just said that you respect him a lot?"

The young man took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "Professor Ye is the person I respect most in this world."

Ye Qing smiled comprehensibly, and then suppressed all the smiles at once.

"But I hate him."

But I hate him.

The weight of these four words will never be forgotten by young people for a lifetime.

Until many years later, whenever he recalled that day, he still felt out of breath.

"The day you defended was my younger brother's birthday. He went to accompany you. Birthdays are held every year. Not everyone has the ability to win the national award; the last call from my mother before she died was to him, but he didn't Answer, he is doing an experiment, how important the experiment is, it’s just a phone call, it doesn’t matter if you answer it or not, it won’t save you if you answer it..."

"enough!"

The young man sternly interrupted Ye Qing, his lips were trembling, and it took a lot of energy to control his emotions: "Professor Ye just, just sometimes, may not be able to balance reality... career, family, But his intentions for you are absolutely true!"

"What's the use of mind, can you help us pay back the debt?" Ye Qing asked.

"Debt?" The young man wondered.

"Maybe it's due to his career." Ye Qing continued following the young man's words, watching the young man's face turn pale inch by inch, but she didn't mean to be soft-spoken: "His career is really powerful, and he can't help it." His sons and daughters will come and pay him back."

The young man lost the strength to refute. He may have understood something. These are not actually debts. Professor Ye will indeed obtain research funding in advance through certain guarantees under the premise of insufficient funds. He has heard Professor Ye say that relatives in those companies , He was skeptical at the time, but he didn't say much. After all, the money is not much, and it should be able to fill in after the project declaration, but now, now...

"Do you know what my classmates are doing at this time? They are reviewing and they are about to take the college entrance examination, but look at what I am doing?" Ye Qing smiled miserably: "This is my good father!"

The young man clenched his fists, lowered his head, and gently said sorry.

I am sorry.

He didn't know why he was apologizing, but he knew he had to.

He was not wrong, but he had to apologize.

This is the shame of the fortunate for the unfortunate.

I knew in my heart that this was the case, but this sentence of sorry almost forced him to tears.

A young man who doesn't like luxury and rarely has close contact with the opposite sex. It's the first time he visits a woman he respects. He puts on a suit that he seldom wears. Even the neckline is folded meticulously. Take the lilies he ordered in advance.

The white chrysanthemum was too sad, and the white rose was a little frivolous. After thousands of choices, they chose a bunch of elegant and noble lilies.

He tried his best to make himself a good impression on the other party, but unfortunately everything backfired.

"Even if we sell the house now, we can't raise that much money. I can go out to work to pay off the debts, but my younger brother is only 15 years old. He is about to take the high school entrance examination. The school won't let him leave the dormitory, and I didn't agree. The college entrance examination, he has to go to school, do you understand..."

Ye Qing looked into the young man's eyes and said word by word: "I just want money, I don't need a signature, as long as you give me money, I will give you the information now."

There were rumbles in the young man's ears, but he clearly heard himself say hello.

Like a ridiculous pantomime.

……

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"I sold those materials for 200 million, just to pay off the debt, and I left a little money for the two of us to finish college. In fact, I know that I can't sell that much money, but I guess he will." Ye Qing remembered. I couldn't laugh at my little thoughts at the time: "I've seen that bouquet of lilies in a shopping mall. A foreign luxury brand only provides customization for senior members, and the price is 18."

It was just a girl's momentary romantic fantasy. The flowers were placed in the window, so beautiful, so she remembered them.

Fortunately she remembered.

Ye Zhen looked at his sister quietly. It was the first time he looked at his sister like this, as if through a layer of mist.

"On my birthday, I asked him to go. He said that the little scientist he brought was going to be on stage to receive the award. I really wanted to meet that little scientist, so I asked him to take a photo of receiving the award as my birthday. Gift."

"I know, in fact, I know everything." Ye Qing finally couldn't hold back the smile on her face, she lowered her eyes, her voice was crying: "I'm just making excuses, I'm just jealous."

They almost fell and rolled in the mud, they were almost swallowed by the dark river, but there are people who are born to have all the good things, not to fight or grab, not to be stained with any misfortune, pure white like that expensive bouquet To the unworthy lilies.

She is just jealous.

"I didn't tell you about this. You have always been so close to Dad, but I, but I... I'm afraid you will think I'm a bad person." Ye Qing shook her head with red eyes: "I'm sorry, I still don't want to forgive him, sorry."

"It's not your fault, don't do this, I know, I know it all."

Ye Zhen gave Ye Qing a hug.

He is closer to his father, while Ye Qing is closer to his mother, which is quite normal, because their parents divorced when they were very young, he followed his father, and Ye Qing followed his mother. Later, his mother died of an acute illness, and Ye Qing Only then was Qing handed over to Ye Xun to raise her again.

There was less than four years between the divorce and the death of their mother. At that time, Ye Zhen was still young and didn't remember too many things, but Ye Qing was different. She was precocious, she was seven years old when she left, and 11 years old when she came back. At the age of four, the four-year parting drew an eternal gap between her and Ye Xun.

"I want to apologize to him...he did nothing wrong and did not deserve such violent treatment."

Ye Qing is a gentle woman, her soul was nurtured by small bridges and flowing water. After marriage, she rarely quarreled, but at this moment, she used the word "violence".

In fact, Ye Zhen still has many questions, but he dare not ask, he dare not continue to criticize his sister, this is the person he loves the most, and the person he is most sorry for.

When his father passed away, he was facing the high school entrance examination. Under the oppression of Ye Qing and the school, he went back to school in despair, so he didn't even know about the debt, and he didn't know how much pressure and pressure his sister had endured alone. despair.

Moreover, he had already guessed the approximate ending.

——Please don’t appear in front of us again.

This is the last sentence Ye Qing said to Yan Yixuan.

"Sister, you don't need to apologize, I love you."

Ye Zhen slowly closed his eyes.

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Please read silently, Mr. Cao Xi, a lovely sweet writer (smile.jpg)