Liang Ye's Summer

When Song Tianling returned to the ward with lunch, Liang Ye and Song Tianyu didn't know what interesting things they were talking about, and they fell down on the hospital bed laughing together.Frowning, he walked over, lifted Song Tianyu and threw him on the sofa, saying, "What is so funny?"

His face was displeased, but Liang Ye knew that he was angry with the text message he sent to the dean.

Liang Ye decided to take the initiative to please him, moved to the side of the bed, and reached out to grab the hem of his clothes.

"Teacher Song~"

Song Tianling tidied up the bedside table. The ECG monitor had been removed, and the table could be used to put Liang Ye's study materials. He lowered his head to tidy up, and wiped it twice with a wet towel.

"Teacher Song! Why are you angry again!" Liang Ye's hand became stronger, and Song Tianling stood up unsteadily, and fell straight onto him.Thinking of Liang Ye's injured foot, Song Tianling glanced out of the corner of his eye when he fell down, trying to support his weight with his elbows so as not to touch his feet.

"Oh, it hurts." Liang Ye looked at him with a suppressed smile, and shrank his legs pretending to be in pain.

Song Tianling: "..."

Liang Ye lowered his head and approached him, and asked softly, "Why are you so easily angry these two days? Huh?"

Song Tianling didn't talk to him, but turned to look at Song Tianyu first, and said, "Xiaoyu, call your brother Jun and ask him to arrange someone to pick you up, you go back to school first."

The little girl on the sofa who had already covered her eyes in advance was speechless. She could only nod her head while continuing to cover her face and left the ward. Her mind was full of such and such images, and her face was blushing.

"Okay, Xiaoyu is gone, what can't be said, can I say it now?" Liang Ye pressed his forehead against his, and breathed gently at the tip of his nose, mixed with a soft smile, and filled his eyebrows and eyes fundus.

Song Tianling adjusted his posture and sat up. Liang Ye put his arms around his neck and said, "Okay, I'm sorry, I can only say that in a hurry. What I said is the truth. The teacher taught us since we were young. Be honest."

"I really can't do anything about you. I think everything you do is right." Song Tianling raised his hand and pinched his cheek, pulling the distance between the two of them a little, and said, "The director of academic affairs said, 'Liang Ye that child is devoted to you'."

Liang Ye thought about it seriously, and said, "Well...it seems to be such a truth, the director is right!"

"What kind of baby are you? I want to take you home to meet your parents and get married right away." Song Tianling smiled, got up and brought the lunch on the coffee table.

Liang Ye followed his figure all the time, and answered half-jokingly, "Ms. Song, is this a marriage proposal? So casually?"

"It seems a little casual," he said while taking out the table and laying out the dishes, "You're still young, I'll give you some time to think about it."

"Don't think about it, I think my mother can agree." Liang Ye smiled and grabbed his hand.

Song Tianling held his wrist and pushed the dishonest man back, "Don't make trouble, the soup will be spilled later."

The two sat and ate, and Song Tianling picked up a piece of carrot and fed it to Liang Ye's mouth, saying, "Eat more carrots to reduce the fire."

While chewing carefully, Liang Ye mumbled, "Then you have to eat it too, because you have been angry for the past few days." Taking advantage of the situation, he also took a large piece and brought it to Song Tianling's mouth.

Song Tianling frowned and bit her mouth.

"You don't need to reduce the fire when you are angry. You should think about getting better quickly and reduce the fire for me yourself."

The words were not startling, and Liang Ye almost choked his mouthful of meat, unable to swallow, and said casually: "Dirty."

Song Tianling looked at him and smiled, and said, "Why are you so thin-skinned?" He wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth with a tissue, and said, "Is my temper really bad recently? Is it so obvious?"

"One thing, I always look downcast and become ugly." Liang Ye said seriously.

"Is there?" Song Tianling touched his cheeks and said, "My temper has improved a lot in the past two years."

That's true, Jiang Jiu's recovery of his life is the best proof.Liang Ye thought to himself.

"Liang Ye," his tone suddenly became serious, and he put the dishes picked up by Liang Ye back, and he said, "Your mother's side..."

"what happened?"

"I mean later—after both of us..."

Liang Ye looked at Song Tianling's hesitant expression, thought for a moment, and said, "I'll think about it later."

"Mom is a very good person, we can't hurt her." Song Tianling said sincerely, "If mom doesn't agree—"

Liang Ye suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, and said hurriedly: "My mother will agree—I mean," he let go of his hand, and Song Tianling held it when he lowered it, "I mean, in the future, my mother will definitely Will agree."

Seeing that his expression was not very good, Song Tianling felt a little regretful about bringing this up, and stuffed a piece of beef into his mouth, and said, "Yes, Auntie likes me so much, she will definitely agree."

Liang Ye took a sip of the soup, swallowed the beef with the soup, and nodded to him.

After dinner, Liang Ye was forced to get out of bed and take two steps. Song Tianling didn't let him use his feet, so he leaned half of his body on Song Tianling's body and moved lazily around the ward for a few minutes.

"You, it's better not to let me get out of bed." He looked at the strong palm on his waist, adjusted his posture again, leaned on Song Tianling more comfortably, and said, "It's as if you are walking for me."

"It's better than lying in bed after eating."

After walking a few more steps in the room, Liang Ye sat by the bed and said, "By the way, Teacher Song."

"Ok?"

"After the half-term exam in a few days, you can give me a copy of the test paper."

Song Tianling stopped picking up the trash, thought for a while, and said, "Just this time, you won't let it go?"

Liang Ye nodded and said, "Well, every exam before the college entrance examination is very precious."

"Yes, yes," Song Tianling shook his bed down, and said, "But you must go to bed before eleven o'clock in the evening."

"Okay, I'll go to bed after I finish my homework."

Song Tianling made his final condition, and Liang Ye knew that there was no other solution, so he nodded in agreement.

"Sleep for four or ten minutes now, and I'll call you later."

Liang Ye hiccupped and said, "Huh? I just had enough... I'll write two first—"

Song Tianling pulled out the biology book in his hand, "Then rest for another 10 minutes, and then take a nap."

Seeing his aggrieved look, he couldn't bear to add: "It's not that I won't let you study - the doctor said that although a mild concussion is not very serious, you still need to rest more, at least this week, you can't stare at the book every day. of."

"Teacher Song, speaking of this, how did you deal with Jiang Chen?"

Song Tianling's face darkened again, and after a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice: "The leg was broken, and it is being raised."

"Ah?" Leaning half on the pillow, Liang Ye said, "Isn't that why we have to pay for him to see a doctor?"

I don't know if Liang Ye did it on purpose, Song Tianling didn't hold back his laugh, and said, "You're quite budget-friendly." According to Liang Ye's character of clear love and hatred, he knew that even if he was not as "cruel" as himself, he still There would be no kindness towards such a person.

"You're right, just throw it to Vietnam tomorrow." Song Tianling said.

Liang Ye quickly waved his hand, "Hey, that's not what I meant! It's just," he thought for a while, and then said after deliberating, "I mean, you can't do things that violate the law and discipline, but you can't make him cheap either. The medical expenses are expensive. He goes out by himself."

"You didn't see what you looked like that day—" Song Tianling raised his hand to brush the broken hair on his forehead, and said, "I lost all reason at that moment."

Liang Ye sat quietly on the bed without speaking, wondering what kind of words could soothe the thorn in Song Tianling's heart.

"I broke the leg. When he recovers, someone will stare at him for the rest of his life." This is Song Tianling's bottom line. He really wanted to send him to the gray area to greet the people in Dai Chengjun's place, but he Afraid that Liang Ye would be unhappy.

"Do you know why Jiang Jiu hates me so much?"

Song Tianling smiled, tidied up his things, took a book and sat beside Liang Ye and said, "It seems... because you stole his girlfriend?"

"What stole your girlfriend! It's all Lin Feiyang's nonsense!" Liang Ye patted the quilt and said seriously: "Except for the misunderstanding I told you before, the thing he hates most about me should be I was the one who put him in rehab."

Song Tianling put down the book and looked at him, "When did it happen?"

Liang Ye sighed, recalling what happened that day, he still had a headache.

"Didn't Lin Feiyang and I go to clean up the people, and then he brought people to make trouble. That day Lin Feiyang arrived first, and then called me. I thought it was some of his little followers, but he didn't." Seriously, when I got to the place, I saw him carrying a knife from a distance,

"I was afraid that something might happen, so I called the police first, and I went to delay with Lin Feiyang for a while." Liang Ye took a sip of water, lay on the bed and said, "He didn't expect that I would call the police. He didn't respond when the police came. When I came here, I thought it was reported that there were drugs in the bag, so I ran away. Neither Lin Feiyang nor I chased him, who knew that after he was chased by the police, he found a small bag of drugs from the bag."

Speaking of this, Liang Ye smiled wryly, and shook his head, "I assure you, I really didn't know he had that thing in his bag. After the police took him back, we soon heard that he was sent to force him to I quit drugs and failed in school.”

"He hates you just because of this?" Song Tianling felt that this person's eyes were really too small.

Liang Ye glanced at him: "In his heart, I am that kind of child from someone else's family. He must have thought in his heart that I also fight and cause trouble. How can I live so comfortably?"

"He did it on his own."

Song Tianling tucked the thin quilt into his arms, got up and kissed his forehead, and said, "Go to sleep, I'll call you later."

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Liang Ye moved to the side, patted the empty space beside him, and said, "You also need to sleep for a while, you've been so tired these two days, and you still have to study by yourself at night."

Song Tianling shook his head at him and said, "I won't sleep, I have to go back to school later."

"You still have something to do in the afternoon? Then why do you have to make this trip! I can just order a meal, it's so tiring to run around." Liang Ye held his hand in his hand, pointing to the pulp of his thumb Rubbing in his tiger's mouth.

"It's nothing. I'll go back and submit some materials. I'm not tired."

Liang Ye was deeply skeptical of what he said "not tired". The word "tired" was written all over his face with the deepened bags under his eyes and the circles under his eyes.

"I can't sleep, you accompany me."

Song Tianling: "..."

"Hurry up, or you won't be able to do things when you go back to school." Liang Ye patted the pillow next to him again, and pulled him hard.

Song Tianling had no choice but to take off his shoes and sleep next to him.

Liang Ye shrank down, almost lying on his body, buried her face in his chest and took a deep breath, grabbed him with hands and feet that seemed to have no bones, and said in a muffled voice: "This I have worked hard for you for two days, Mr. Song..."

Song Tianling reached out to grab the man, but the man didn't move at all, as if a root had grown on him, so he had to patiently soften his voice and say, "Be careful, don't hurt your feet."

"I will never be rash again in the future, and I will never do such a dangerous thing again..."

Liang Ye's ear was pressed against Song Tianling's beating heart, and he felt the fear from the bottom of his heart.

He was gritted his teeth and refused to give in at that time, which is why he was hurt so badly. If he had said a few words less to provoke Jiang Chen, he would not have dared to kill himself with that person's courage.

"Okay, I got it, go to sleep." Song Tianling's palm was touched by Liang Ye's hair, and he felt a little itchy, and he pulled at the end of his hair moderately.

Liang Ye moved, put his hands down from Song Tianling's shoulders, and stretched up his waist, "Why can I meet such a nice person like you? You are so nice, why do you like me?"

"Little Ye'er," Song Tianling's deep voice sounded above his head, Liang Ye raised his head to meet his eyes, looked up at him.

"Ok?"

"Why do I like you, I can't answer." Song Tianling got up, took his hand from his waist, and hugged him up, and said, "But if you touch it again, you may be sleeping in this afternoon nap today." It won't work."

Only then did Liang Ye realize that there was something wrong with his posture and movements.He withdrew his hand and put it on his chest, and immediately leaned in front of Song Tianling, rubbed the tip of his nose against his chin, and said softly, "When you say that, I suddenly don't want to take a nap."

"I want to sleep with you."

Originally, she had a strong desire to possess Liang Ye, but no matter how good her psychological quality was, Song Tianling couldn't stand such teasing.

He pinched Liang Ye's chin and bowed his head to kiss her, saying, "It seems like I'm going to bully the patient today."

Liang Ye propped his elbows on the bed and moved up again, wanting to reach for the Do Not Disturb button, just put his hand on it to turn on the light, when Song Tianling licked his neck again, his shoulders softened due to sensitivity, Immediately laying down on the pillow again, she whispered, "Obviously I want to sleep with you...um..."

......

I thought it was not good to prostitute during the day, Song Tianling had to take into account his injury, so he decided to stop it, but Liang Ye panted on him for a while, and replaced him in one breath, lying on his stomach without moving, rested for a few minutes In a few minutes, he stared at him with a flushed face again, and stretched out his hand to take his hand to lean behind him.

Song Tianling turned over and did a thorough job.

Afterwards, Liang Ye was so exhausted in bed, too tired to speak, when he heard Song Tianling greet him and say he was leaving, he answered in a daze, and fell asleep hugging the pillow.

When he woke up at four o'clock in the afternoon, Liang Ye turned off the do-not-disturb light. After a while, the little nurse came in to take his temperature, and she looked at him differently.

Did the poor little nurse hear anything?Liang Ye thought to himself and couldn't help smiling.

"Nurse, when can I leave the hospital and go home to rest?" Liang Ye asked her.

The nurse looked at the monitor and said, "The temperature is normal. Now you can ask your family—I mean, your boss, to go and do a formality for you, and then you can go home."

Liang Ye's heart jumped for a moment, and he encountered another difficulty. If Ms. Liang saw her body covered in injuries when she returned home, she didn't know what to do.

Seeing that he was uncertain, the nurse thought about what the dean said during the regular meeting this morning, and added: "But I suggest you stay for a while, because some symptoms of concussion will take time to manifest. Come out, and your fractured ankle is still not healed, and you can only lie down when you go home, you are always lying down, you should lie down here with us."

After finishing speaking, the little nurse turned around and left the ward. Liang Ye set out the table, leaned on the table with his elbows in a daze for a while, then turned around and took out the materials that Song Tianling had sorted out for him on the bedside table.

He was concentrating on fighting a biology problem when Song Tianling called.

Song Tianling asked: "Are you awake?"

"Wake up, I'm working on a problem."

"I'm going to take Xiao Yu to the principal's office after school, so I—"

Liang Ye changed the mobile phone and took it aside, and said: "After school, you should go to your business first. I don't think you can come here tonight. I see that the weather forecast says that it will rain heavily. You have class tomorrow morning and go back to the apartment." Go and rest."

"...You made arrangements for me before I spoke?"

"Oh, I'm fine in the hospital by myself, don't worry, I'll just order takeaway, don't worry about me." Liang Ye smiled while holding his phone, and heard Song Tianling laughing lowly.

In a trance, he had the feeling that the two of them were living together.

"Don't order takeaway, I'll let the center's kitchen do it for you. I'll see the situation at night, and I won't talk about it if I can't get over it. Don't take too long to do the questions, and you will be tired today." Knowing what Song Tianling meant, Liang Ye muzzled Covering his face, he said sullenly:

"Okay, I see, I'm hanging up."

"Now I know I'm sorry? Wouldn't it be pretty good at noon?"

"I'm hanging up!" Liang Ye hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking, and lay down on the table in frustration for a long time before starting to do the questions again.

Song Tianling heard the beeping busy tone from the handset, and the smile on his face deepened. He stared at the photo with Liang Ye on the screen saver of his phone for a while, and recalled what he had talked to him about in the ward during the day. About Liang Yuelan.

If Liang Ye's mother strongly objected, what should he and Liang Ye do?

Both of them didn't want to hurt anyone, especially Liang Yuelan.But if this injury becomes inevitable, he and Liang Ye may never forgive themselves.

As if he was afraid that he would draw some inexplicable and absurd conclusions, Song Tianling had no intention of entangled in this issue alone, so he turned over the lesson plans and continued writing to divert his attention.

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One-day trip to Shanghai, I went home again, just arrived home, the rain was too heavy on the road, the car was too slow--.

This 5K was rushed out at the airport and on the plane... Typos didn't have time to fix anything, embarrassing.

I'm sorry to keep everyone waiting for a long time. There are too many things in this period of time...