Liang Ye's Summer

The school has always had an unshakable tradition of activities.In the first semester of the third year of high school, there is a week of collective social practice before school starts.Speaking of social practice, in fact, it is more about teachers organizing students to go out for three to five days, which means the last carnival before the third year of high school.

After the meeting, the teachers decided on the time and place, and decided to go camping in an unknown scenic spot more than 100 kilometers away from the school.A notice was sent out on Friday to start next Monday. The cheers of the entire third grade continued, and the teachers were also infected. They followed the students in the class and had a heated discussion about the afternoon outing.

The transportation for camping is arranged uniformly by the school, and there are no restrictions on camping groups, and groups can be freely combined within the class.Liang Ye's class is Class A2 of the third year of senior high school, and with him 53 people, if there are two pairs, one more person will come out.Song Tianling stood on the podium with his arms propped up, looked at the group of children, and said, "I'll give you 10 minutes to form a group freely, two people in one tent, and one classmate alone—" Before he finished speaking, he was greeted by chirping voices again. After the cover was over, he patted the desk, and the class fell silent again.

"The number of female students in our class happens to be even, so the male student who came out alone will live with me. Go on, the monitor will count the list and hand it over to me in 10 minutes." Song Tianling said.

Liang Ye didn't seem to have any idea about who he lived with. When the whole class was discussing, he propped his head and looked out of the window, watching the sunset of the distant mountain slowly sinking, and the afterglow spread over the mountainside.

Song Tianling watched as he stretched out his finger and pointed it in the direction of the sunset, as if he was chasing the setting sun bit by bit, and his whole body seemed to blend into the silent setting sun over there.

He walked behind him, silently, and looked in the direction of his finger, watching him send the sun into the distant col.

Feeling the gaze behind him, Liang Ye suddenly turned his head and met Song Tianling's eyes, his pupils tightened in surprise.

"Aren't you participating in the discussion of the students?" Song Tianling asked.

Liang Ye came back to his senses, smiled and said, "I can live with anyone, it doesn't matter." The way he spoke seemed restrained and steady.

When the time came, the squad leader handed in the list. Song Tianling couldn't help smiling when he looked at the list—Liang Ye was almost without a doubt the one who came out.

So Liang Ye lived in a tent with Song Tianling logically.

Liang Ye quietly looked out of the window at the figure who was so out of place in the noisy classroom, a kind of inexplicable loneliness and melancholy was quietly magnified by the noise of the classroom, making Song Tianling a little at a loss.He wondered if the way he used to get along with students didn't apply to Liang Ye. Maybe this student didn't need the teacher's warmth and care, or maybe Liang Ye's transfer to another school was not really voluntary. Anyway, there is always someone who is suitable. Because of this, there will be a sense of alienation from oneself.

It's alienation.

Song Tianling kind of missed Liang Ye's relaxed youthful demeanor when he first saw him, mistook him for a classmate, and took the initiative to make friends with him.But when his identity was transformed into the class teacher in front of him, his whole state became more and more wrong, and he became well-behaved and polite.

It's not that such a state is not good, but that Song Tianling dislikes Liang Ye's "rules" in front of him for no reason.

So in general, Song Tianling was very satisfied with the camping arrangement.Liang Ye was restrained in front of him, and somewhat deliberately avoided it. Apart from thinking that Liang Ye's attitude towards him could be improved, Song Tianling also suddenly found that he had more and other expectations for this trip in his heart.He is not good at avoiding, and all emotions seem to be used to rampage, but the calm and restraint he has experienced in the wind and waves for many years can always accurately guard the outlet of those inexplicable emotions.

On weekends, everyone went home to pack their things for the trip. Liang Ye also went home, and under Liang Yuelan's careful preparation, she dragged two boxes out of the house.

Later, Liang Ye took the elevator down to the first floor, looked at the two suitcases on the left and the right, gritted his teeth and dragged them back to the 27th floor.Pushing open the door, she saw Liang Yuelan standing at the door with arms crossed, waiting for him.

"I knew you were coming back!"

Ms. Liang Yuelan's face of "insight into the world's major events" made Liang Ye laugh, stepped forward and took her arm, and said, "Mom, think about it, I'll go for three to five days, what am I doing with so many things?" Woolen cloth?"

Liang Yuelan obviously didn't like this, she counted with her fingers and said, "One set of clothes every day is five sets. If you go camping, insect repellent and mosquito repellent are necessary, right? I have a fever and a headache, and I need cold medicine." Right? Or, if you feel allergic to something you eat, do you need allergy medicine? And—”

"Oh, mom! There are so many problems, I will take care of myself. Don't worry..."

"Also in case you fall and knock somewhere, the bruise plaster is very useful!" Liang Yuelan ignored him at all, turned around and took the car keys, and said, "I'll drive you to school. It just so happens that you have nothing to do today."

Liang Ye stood there unwilling to move, watching his mother take the bag and put on the shoes, the movements were smooth and done in one go.

"Let's go! Want me to carry you?" Liang Yuelan bent Liang Ye with her elbow, dragged one box out, and reached out to grab the other.

Liang Ye couldn't help it, so he had to compromise with her, and got into the car with two boxes.

There was a little traffic jam on the road, and when the car drove to the school gate, everyone had already gathered outside.Originally, Liang Ye felt that he had brought too many things, but when he arrived at the scene, he knew that he had underestimated the other parents—especially Chen Shuqiao, his roommate, who had brought two suitcases and two travel bags. Bag.

Judging by Chen Shuqiao's appearance, he didn't seem very happy either.

Liang Ye took two suitcases and stood beside him expressionlessly, and said, "I thought my mother was the best in the class for bringing me two suitcases, but I didn't expect her to be a bit less coquettish."

"Stop being sarcastic! I'm so annoyed. My housekeeper just tied me to that tree over there to prevent me from throwing my bag back into the car—over there, do you see that?" Chen Shuqiao turned around as she spoke. Ye's body was facing the crabapple tree ten meters away, selectively ignoring his wanton laughter, and said: "Why are you laughing, stop laughing!"

Chen Shuqiao made a gesture and punched Liang Ye, staring at him intently, still muttering something, Liang Ye patted his shoulder comfortingly, and said: "Hey, we are really hard-pressed brothers. My mother just brainwashed me for a while, and brought a bunch of cold medicine, insect repellent and mosquito repellent, and bruises, promise, a whole box."

"Pfft, is your mother sending you to PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds hahahahahahaha!"

Liang Ye rolled his eyes at Chen Shuqiao, who was smiling even more exaggeratedly than he did just now, and turned his head away to be too lazy to talk to him.

Afterwards, Liang Ye heard Chen Shuqiao shout behind him: "Teacher Song!"

So he hurriedly turned around, straightened his back involuntarily, and called out in a polite manner: "Teacher Song."

"Well, are you ready? Let's go in 10 minutes." Song Tianling remained expressionless, his eyes fixed on Liang Ye, and said, "Liang Ye will help the teacher guide the students."

"Okay." Liang Ye nodded, feeling uncomfortable all over, and reflexively wanted to avoid Song Tianling's gaze.

Song Tianling felt very strange, just now he saw these two people chatting and laughing at ease from a distance, why did Liang Ye feel uncomfortable as if he had been acupunctured when he came over?

"Come on, put your luggage on the bus first." Song Tianling patted his shoulder, turned around and walked towards the bus first.

"Liang Ye," Song Tianling asked the master to open the side door, took the suitcase from Liang Ye, and said, "It will be inconvenient to live with the teacher."

Liang Ye shook his hand and raised his head to meet Song Tianling's eyes. He opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"If you don't want to live with the teacher, the teacher will help you ask the class next door—"

"No need!" This reaction was a bit excessive, Song Tianling was surprised, but the hand that closed the door stopped in mid-air, neither up nor down.

"What I mean is, don't bother Mr. Song, as long as Mr. Song doesn't find me annoying..." Liang Ye took a step to the side, pushed the door shut, and stood back to his original position.

Song Tianling was stunned for a moment, then smiled, stretched out his hand to rub Liang Ye's head, and said, "It's not too annoying."

Later, until the starting whistle blew and got into the car, Liang Ye was dazed, but the warm touch on the tip of his hair was deeply engraved into his bone marrow, making him itchy and painful.

The other cars were full, and when Song Tianling settled all his classmates into this car, only the seat next to Liang Ye was vacant.So Song Tianling sat beside Liang Ye, and when he sat down, he smiled at Liang Ye and said, "Thank you, just now."

Liang Ye nodded: "Teacher Song is polite, I should."

"What were you chatting with Chen Shuqiao just now? You guys had a great chat."

"I didn't say anything..."

Song Tianling leaned on the backrest, stretched his legs casually, closed his eyes, but kept smiling.

Liang Ye thought, Teacher Song really likes to laugh.