Liang Ye's Summer

The matter of confession was so vaguely fooled by Song Tianling, the dean took the time to chat with Liang Ye, the general meaning was to hope that he would not be affected, he could strengthen his will, and be a cold and principled academic bully, don't take it easy Talking about feelings, he also used Ximen Chuuxue to inspire him. When talking about the story between him and Sun Xiuqing, he even sighed a little bit, lamenting that heroes are lonely.

Liang Ye lowered his head, suppressed a smile and kept shrugging his shoulders. The dean thought he was crying, and comforted him again and again not to take it to heart. Song Tianling couldn't laugh or cry, and sent the dean out of the office.

It was evening English self-study, Liang Ye fell asleep on the table in the second half of the class, when everyone was almost gone, he stood up and rubbed his eyes, looking at the classroom in a daze where only Song Tianling was grading the test papers .

"Are you awake?" Song Tianling happened to be correcting Liang Ye's test paper. Seeing that furry head move, he couldn't help but put down the red pen and walked down, rubbing the top of his head.

Liang Ye had just woken up, speaking with a strong nasal voice, he narrowed his eyes and smiled at Song Tianling, and said softly, "Well... I actually fell asleep..."

"I'm a little tired recently. Many students in the class are like this. After class on Saturday, the weekend is the monthly vacation. Do you want to go out to play?" Song Tianling sat beside Liang Ye, looking at him with his elbows up.

Liang Ye lay on the table, looked at him with his head tilted, smiled for a while, and said, "Where does Teacher Song want to go?"

"Look at you, I will accompany you wherever you want to go."

After thinking about it, Liang Ye said, "Well...then let's go to the concert."

"Concert? That foreign orchestra's tour?" Song Tianling was a little surprised. He didn't expect Liang Ye to want to go to the concert.

"Well, let's go and relax." Liang Ye's final voice sounded a bit coquettish. Song Tianling stood up and put his palms on the table, looking down at his shining eyes, and said, "I don't know why you are still interested in the concert." Interested?"

"...Actually, I'm not interested in the concert anymore, just... the piano, you play the piano so well, I want to know more..." Liang Ye stared at Song Tianling's enthusiastic eyes, a little Uncomfortably turning his head away, he reached into the desk box to pack his schoolbag.

"Just because of this?" Song Tianling asked.

Holding the schoolbag in his arms, Liang Ye thought for a while, then nodded and said, "That's why."

Song Tianling opened his arms and hugged Liang Ye into his arms. His movements were gentle and slow. He felt Liang Ye's back stiffen for a moment. He said again: "We won't go to the concert, let's go back to your house for dinner."

"Ah? Go back to my house for dinner?" Liang Ye stretched out his hand and pushed Song Tianling in puzzlement, and said, "Is this a real home visit?"

"A home visit is also good." Song Tianling said.

"Then...then I'll ask my mother if she's free on the weekend." Liang Ye took out his cell phone and called Liang Yuelan as he spoke.

"Hello? Is get out of class over?" Liang Yuelan's slightly tired voice came from the receiver. Liang Ye couldn't help frowning, and the next sentence smacked of reproach:

"Well, get out of class is over, are you still in the company?"

Liang Yuelan's hands holding the phone trembled, she sat in front of the steering wheel, lowered her head, wondering what she was thinking, and after a while she whispered, "I just finished working overtime..."

"have you eaten?"

"Eat whatever you want..."

"Mom, why does your company keep asking you to work overtime?" Liang Ye was very dissatisfied. Liang Yuelan's company said that it was not too small. As a CFO, she earned a lot but always worked overtime. Is there anyone else in the company?"

Song Tianling squeezed his shoulder.

"The company has done a few more projects, oh, don't worry, your mother and I are capable—"

Before Liang Yuelan had finished speaking, Liang Ye interrupted her directly, with a somewhat excited tone, and said, "Don't mention the hard work of those who are capable! It's not that I don't know that you work overtime day and night for the year-end bonus, because my tuition and Living expenses, you even bought a suite in my name, mom, why—"

Song Tianling noticed that Liang Ye's eyes were red, and hurriedly covered the receiver and whispered in his ear, "Stop talking, let mom go back and rest."

Liang Ye's every word seemed like a needle was stuck in Liang Yuelan's heart, and tears rolled down her cheeks endlessly, afraid that Liang Ye would hear that she was crying, so she hung up the phone directly, leaned on the steering wheel and shrugged her shoulders.

Song Tianling raised his hand to caress Liang Ye's brow, regretting letting him make this call.

"You said my mother, why did you send me here? It just increased the workload by half." Liang Ye was very conflicted in his heart, and he didn't dare to look at Song Tianling when he said this.

"Don't think about it, the queen mother hopes that you will be successful in the future, and we will earn more money to honor her in the future." Song Tianling smiled, leaned over and held Liang Ye's face, and said softly: "Okay, go back and rest, We buy and serve vegetables on weekends, and I will cook for you and the queen mother."

Liang Ye was so teased by him that he also laughed, and holding Song Tianling's wrist, he said, "Teacher's home visit includes cooking too? Isn't my treatment too good?"

"Pack, why not, I've covered all the food in this life."

Song Tianling said solemnly, Liang Ye looked at him and nodded solemnly.

If it wasn't because he had to check the dormitory every day, Song Tianling really wanted to pack up Liang Ye and live in his apartment. This time, it wasn't because he couldn't get over his conscience. From the day he pushed Liang Ye down, there was no such thing as conscience.

There was only one class on Saturday afternoon. Teacher Huang said a few words briefly, assigned homework and let it go.Song Tianling and Liang Ye's plan to go home for dinner on weekends was interrupted by Liang Yuelan's overtime plan, so the two had no choice but to seize the time and go home a day early to have dinner with her.

"Let's go." Song Tianling waved to Liang Ye at the stairs, and naturally took the bag of clothes in his hand, but was bumped into by Teacher Huang.

"This is Mr. Song?" Mr. Huang joked.

"Yeah, going home for dinner, envious?" Song Tianling returned without hesitation, Liang Ye froze in place, looking at Song Tianling and Teacher Huang, so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

"...Why didn't I realize that you are so shameless?" Mr. Huang stood in front of Song Tianling with his arms folded, and said with a half-smile: "Liang Ye, did your Mr. Song threaten you? If so Tell the teacher, can you not understand the mighty?"

Song Tianling: "..."

Unexpectedly, Liang Ye actually said to Teacher Huang with a serious face, "Mr. Huang, he didn't threaten me, it was... I fell in love with Teacher Song first..."

Originally, Teacher Huang was just teasing, but Liang Ye didn't expect Liang Ye to answer so seriously, and instead didn't know how to answer.As for Song Tianling next to him, he suffocated his laughter until his face turned red.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Huang, what are you still doing here and not leaving? We're leaving, and we're going home to cook." Song Tianling raised his leg and kicked Mr. Huang, pulling Liang Ye away.

When getting in the car, Liang Ye refused to sit in the front, no matter what Song Tianling coaxed him to do, he opened the back door and went straight into the car, closing the door quickly.

After Song Tianling got into the car and fastened his seat belt, he looked back, and Liang Ye simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, with the words "I don't want to talk to you" written all over his face.

"Are you angry?" Song Tianling stepped on the brakes and started the car, slowly driving out of the parking lot.

He was answered by silence in the backseat.

"Are you really angry? Xiaoye'er?" Song Tianling asked persistently. Liang Ye finally moved when he heard the word Xiaoye'er, and it took him a while to reply: "No."

"Don't be angry, Mr. Huang is my best friend since I came to China. He was the first to know about us. It's all my fault. He should have told you first, and thanks to his help that night..."

Liang Ye opened his eyes and looked through the rearview mirror. He caught Song Tianling's eyes and said, "Drive well."

In fact, Liang Ye's reluctance to talk was not entirely because of anger, but half of the reason was that he was really sleepy. Recently, he had a lot of homework, and he bought a lot of practice questions, so he only slept for five or six hours a day, and the exams continued. One game, he couldn't relax at all.

Anyway, Liang Ye stubbornly believed that his mother spent 10,000+ to send him to study, and the money should not be wasted. Besides, he was Song Tianling's boyfriend, so he couldn't be ashamed.

Liang Ye fell asleep all the way, and woke up when the car turned into the gate of the community.Song Tianling heard the rustling sound in the back seat, turned his head and glanced, and said, "When do you sleep recently?"

"Well... one or two o'clock..." Liang Ye stretched his waist, took off Song Tianling's clothes, rubbed his face, and said, "I'm going to have another exam soon, I don't feel very well good."

Song Tianling pulled over to avoid oncoming cars, turned on the lathe to let in fresh air, looked at Liang Ye in the rearview mirror and asked, "What doesn't feel good?"

"I feel that every knowledge point has something that I haven't mastered..."

"I read the exercise book you made recently, it's all right." Song Tianling has a small notebook, in addition to recording Liang Ye's account when he ran away after teasing, he also records the completion of each exercise book by Liang Ye, and then he regularly writes Ren pulls down the apartment to settle the settlement once, and at the same time analyzes the completion of his exercise book once a week.

Liang Ye looked out the window and said nothing, his heart was in a mess for no reason.

"Mr. Song."

"Ok?"

"Actually, I am very grateful to my mother for sending me to this school, otherwise I would never have met you." Liang Ye said seriously, turning his gaze away from the window to Song Tianling, and said, "You're right Yes, I can only repay my mother when I am successful in the future."

Song Tianling parked the car, unfastened his seat belt and turned to look at him, curled up his mouth and smiled, and said, "Let's go."

Liang Ye stood at the door of the electronic gate, looked at the box of vegetables Song Tianling was holding, and said, "When did you buy it?"

"After my class in the morning, I went out to buy some casually."

"How should you explain that home visits include cooking?" Liang Ye asked.

"So later you will say that you bought the vegetables."

"Then how do you get into the kitchen later? Tell my mom that you're here to cook?" Liang Ye stood at the door blocking Song Tianling, looked up and down for a moment, and said, "Do you really know how to cook... "

Song Tianling stuffed the box into Liang Ye's hands, unzipped his schoolbag, took the key, and turned the door. Looking back at Liang Ye, he smiled and said, "I will."

The two changed into their slippers and entered the house. They saw that the TV was on and the kitchen was clanging. Liang Yuelan was wearing an apron cutting vegetables and said without looking back, "Are you back? Mom will make you your favorite water today." Cook fat beef!" He said and threw the seasoning on the cutting board into the pot, and then turned around.

Liang Yuelan probably didn't expect Song Tianling to come with Liang Ye, seeing Song Tianling holding Liang Ye's schoolbag in his hand, she froze in place.

"Mom, I met Teacher Song downstairs..."

"Hello, Aunt Liang, I just happened to be visiting a nearby home today. I met Liang Ye and came up together. Didn't disturb your rest?"

Liang Ye glanced at him calmly, coughed twice, and put the box in his hand on the dining table.

The author has something to say

Teacher Song went to see his mother-in-law again, this time it was Teacher Song who could cook.

I really like the role of Liang Yuelan, a wonderful mother TT