Liang Ye's Summer

"Ms. Song, please help me pick up the freshmen in your class at the door, thank you!"

The WeChat notification sound "ding" woke up Song Tianling, who was lying on his desk for a lunch break. He rubbed his sore arm from the pillow, swiped his fingers to unlock it, and saw Teacher Huang's message.

Song Tianling looked at the WeChat interface and frowned. He just woke up with a blank mind. He didn't remember that there were students in his class who were going to transfer in, and they were all in the third year of high school. Seeing that the exam was less than a year away, it was time to transfer in. There are only two situations, one is that the grades are so bad that they decide to spend money on a university, and the other is that they are genuine academic masters who go to Tsinghua University and Peking University and come here for "advanced studies".

With a clear mind, Song Tianling got up and sorted out the scattered test papers and exercise books on the table, gently closed the office door, brushed his hair casually when passing by the mirror, and walked towards the school gate.

Originally, transfer students in the third year of high school had to ask Mr. Huang to take back the office record file, assign the dormitory, and distribute the card before handing it over to the class teacher. However, today, Mr. Huang is out to study, so he can only entrust this errand to the class teacher.

The June sun was scorching, making people's skin hurt.It was only a few days ago that the students who took the college entrance examination were sent away in a lively manner, and the whole campus seemed extraordinarily quiet, except for the crisp chirping of cicadas.

There was only one suitcase in the middle of the road. Liang Ye stood at the door and was in a stalemate with the security guards. He was sweating profusely. The temperature was nearly 1 degrees.

However, the conscientious security guard made up his mind not to let Liang Ye in. He looked around, and couldn't stand it any longer. He ran to stand under the street tree to enjoy the shade, and the sweat still rolled down endlessly, wetting him. tops.

He lowered his head and quickly moved on the phone with his knuckle fingers, replying to his friend's message:

- to the new school

-It's here, it's forty degrees, I've been waiting at the door for half an hour.

- who are you waiting for?

- Wait for the teacher. This school is too big. I just searched for a long time before I found the door. When I found it, I was not allowed to enter.

- tsk , aristocratic schools are different

- The teacher seems to be here, let's talk later.

Then Liang Ye locked the phone screen, took half a step forward, stood under the shade of a tree, raised his hands to block the light, and looked at the man in the blue shirt jacket and white slacks who was walking towards his suitcase. ——He walked briskly, with slightly messy bangs on his forehead, and his flaxen hair reflected the sun, which was a bit dazzling.

Is this a student coming to pick me up?Liang Ye thought to himself.

He strode forward, and the blurred features of the man gradually became clear in front of his eyes.

When Song Tianling arrived at the school gate, he first saw the box in front of him, then looked around, and then his eyes fell on the boy under the shade of the tree.

The teenager's hair was dyed a color similar to his own, his bangs were partly hung on his cheekbones, and he was playing with his mobile phone with his head down.He just looked up when he looked at him.

Song Tianling nodded to him, signaling him to go over.

So the young man came out from the shade of the tree, wearing a loose half-sleeved top, jeans with holes in his legs, a string of chains hanging from the pants, and a pair of black and white sneakers. They should belong to the kind that spend money on a university—Song Tianling can't I don’t admit it, I have been a teacher for two years, and I have been assimilated by the senior teachers around me unconsciously, and my ability to accept new things is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Seeing this child striding towards me, I feel I had a headache, and at the same time I remembered that there seemed to be such a person who had completed the procedures the day before yesterday.

"Student, although it's my first day here today," Liang Ye was a little angry at first, everyone is a student, why did you let yourself wait for so long?But after looking at this person up and down, he seemed to have lost all his anger, and without any nonsense, he reached for the suitcase and walked towards the school gate, and made a joke along the way: "But today is really It's very hot, you made me wait for half an hour, if I suffer from heat stroke, you have to carry me back."

Song Tianling forcibly swallowed the word "I" back into his stomach. Hearing the words of the young man who came to pull the box and left, he lowered his head and looked at his clothes carefully, feeling in his heart that he was not as good as Teacher Huang said. Old fashioned.

Seeing that "classmate" froze in place, Liang Ye turned around and looked at him with half-closed eyes.

The facial features are also perfect.Liang Ye thought.

Song Tianling looked at the person who turned around and wanted to talk to him but hesitated to speak, cleared his throat but finally said nothing, took the backpack from the suitcase, walked past him and walked straight into the school.

At a temperature of 40°C, the two endured the scorching sun and walked without saying a word.After walking for a while, Liang Ye couldn't bear it anymore, and asked behind Song Tianling:

"Student, how far is the administrative building? We've been walking for 10 minutes."

"It's not far, just ahead." Song Tianling raised his finger and pointed to the administrative building 500 meters away, then turned his head and said to Liang Ye, sweating regret while talking, why didn't he drive over.

So Liang Ye endured the emotion of running away, dragged the box and followed Song Tianling for another 10 minutes.

When they arrived at the administration building, Song Tianling left Liang Ye's suitcase in the building management room, took him into the elevator, and turned on the seventh floor.

The ventilation fan in the elevator whistled, and the two of them didn't speak, the atmosphere was really awkward.It wasn't until the elevator dinged and stopped on the seventh floor that Liang Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Student, my name is Liang Ye. Thank you for coming to pick me up. We can make friends." After thinking about it, Liang Ye decided to take the initiative to talk to the classmate in front of him. At least he came out to pick him up under such a big sun. A little bit, the key is really good-looking, why make things difficult for good-looking people?

Song Tianling didn't speak, took the teacher card from his pocket, swiped open the door of the office, turned back to Liang Ye and said, "Come in."

He smiled, but he still didn't respond to Liang Ye's greeting directly, so he had no choice but to follow into the office after feeling cold.Before going in, he looked up at the house number above his head, and the gilded house number was impressively written with the words "Senior Senior Teaching and Research Group".

Turning to close the door, Song Tianling first poured a glass of water for Liang Ye, then lowered the temperature of the air conditioner a few degrees, pulled a chair and sat in front of Liang Ye and smiled, holding his student file in his hand.

"My name is Song Tianling, you can call me Teacher Song." When he said this, Song Tianling was concentrating on reading Liang Ye's file and didn't care about his reaction.

The air conditioner in the office was humming, and the words "Teacher Song" echoed in Liang Ye's ears in the rhythm of the air conditioner's noise, as if it had been lingering for three days.

He swallowed involuntarily, and carefully put the water glass to his mouth back on the table, apparently unable to accept this established fact—did he complain that he was late just now?Are you still trying to make friends with him?

"Song, Teacher Song?"

It is conceivable how much Liang Ye was hit, and he stuttered.Song Tianling raised his head and smiled indifferently, he didn't seem to mind, and asked him, "Why do you transfer schools at this time?"

"Because... because my mother is afraid that I will fall in love early..."

Liang Ye panicked, and made up a nonsense reason that he was stunned after speaking.What kind of bullshit is this?My open-minded mother has been used to girls confessing to him, bringing him breakfast, and following him downstairs since he received love letters in junior high school.Are you afraid that he will fall in love prematurely?But the words were all out—although he himself didn't know why he made up such a reason, saying that he was hardworking and studious, so it would be better if he didn't study here?

Probably because Song Tianling had heard many reasons for transferring schools, and many transferred "because of love". He was not surprised to hear Liang Ye say that, but it was Liang Ye's unruly and restrained state that made him a little curious.

"Then you," Song Tianling moved closer, the smile in the corner of his eyes deepened, and he asked, "Will you not fall in love early when you come to this school?"

"No, I don't know." As he spoke, Liang Ye lowered his head guiltily, not daring to continue looking at the person in front of him.

Seeing that the child on the sofa was getting more and more at a loss, Song Tianling also suppressed his smile, put the finished school materials on the coffee table, walked to Teacher Huang's desk, took Liang Ye's school materials, and handed them to him , Said: "Don't be nervous, I don't mind what you just said to me at the school gate.

"I'm your class teacher and I teach English. This bag contains your student ID card, which is used when entering the dormitory, cafeteria, and library. If you lose it, it will be troublesome to reissue, so keep it safe."

"Thank you, thank you Teacher Song." Liang Ye nodded, took the bag and put it beside him, rubbing his thighs with both hands, not knowing where to put it.

"Don't be nervous, there are some classmates who get along with me in private," Song Tianling said as he piled up the scattered test papers and workbooks. Seeing that Liang Ye put away the things in the bag without checking the contents, he tilted his head Asked: "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

So Liang Ye picked up the bag again, looked at the contents, and they were all there.

"Why are you so restrained all of a sudden, it's fine like you were just now." Song Tianling handed him an apple, accidentally touched his cold knuckles, and frowned.

——The weather is so hot, and the hands are still so cold, either nervous or cold.

Song Tianling was born into a medical family, his father's family practiced medicine for three generations, it happened that his mother was also a Chinese medicine doctor, and the foreign stepfather who remarried later was also a doctor. He returned to China to choose the profession of a teacher, and at a young age he "carried the family with him" - his mother always It means that his job is to take care of the family.

What is dragging the family with the mouth?

But if you think about it, it really is.This school is completely closed, and these children usually take care of their own headaches and brain fever. I am not very old, as if I became a father in advance, and I am also the father of dozens of children.

"Okay, teacher."

Liang Ye put the apple into his backpack and nodded, his expression was much more natural than before.

Song Tianling reached out and touched Liang Ye's head, and said, "I'm not a few years older than you, especially not a few years older than you."

"Eh?" Liang Ye didn't quite understand.

"You're two years older than the other kids, aren't you?"

It seems to be right, I just transferred back from Taiwan and couldn't get a student status, his father insisted on refusing to divorce, and his mother was determined to take him back to the mainland, and it was impossible to compromise.After completing the formalities, Liang Ye continued to go to school after going back and forth for more than a year, two years older than the children of the same age in the class.

Seeing the smile on Song Tianling's mouth getting stronger, Liang Ye suddenly felt that his persistence in transferring schools had a new meaning.

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It was originally set that Liang Ye fell in love with Song Tianling at first sight, that's why his mind was muddled, talking nonsense, and stuttering when talking to Song Tianling.