Liang Ye's Summer

Dai Chengjun went out early in the morning, and when Song Tianling and Song Tianyu got up one after another, they saw the breakfast on the table and Dai Chengjun didn't even move.

"Xiao Yu, your brother Jun has been going out so early recently?" Song Tianling bent his arms to button his cuffs, and gently closed the door with his backhand.

Song Tianyu yawned and came down the stairs, vaguely saying: "It seems that, anyway, I wake up every day, and Brother Jun is not there-wow, I ate soy milk and fried dough sticks today!"

"..." Song Tianling really didn't know why his sister had a soft spot for this traditional and simple breakfast. At home in Vancouver, he was forced to order a pair of [-] cm long fried dough sticks for her. Chopsticks, and an iron pot. "Be careful the soy milk is hot."

He stirred it with a spoon and blew it, pushed it in front of Song Tianyu and said, "Brother has to do something after breakfast, and when Brother Liang Ye gets up, please ask Auntie to cook him a bowl of porridge with vegetables and lean meat. beef."

"Hey? Where are you going, brother?" With a few pieces of fried dough sticks soaked in soy milk, Song Tianyu reached for the sugar jar, and said, "Brother Liang Ye, why don't you get up for breakfast—ah... ok I see." She glanced at Song Tianling, who was in high spirits, and her comprehension ability in the matter of the two men was outstanding, and she suddenly understood why Liang Ye didn't get up with him, she felt a little embarrassed again, but brought Added a little sincerity: "Brother...you have to take care of Brother Liang Ye's feelings..."

Song Tianling shook his hand, and the fritters on the chopsticks fell into the soy milk again.

Before going out, Song Tianling went back to the room and saw the man sleeping soundly with half of his head covered in the quilt.He bent down and kissed between his eyebrows, and he immediately turned over, opened his eyes to look at him in a daze, curled up his mouth and smiled, and said, "Morning."

"Morning, sleep if you're not hungry, I have something to do when I go out, I'll be back later."

Liang Ye rubbed his eyes: "Well, let's go."

"gone."

When Song Tianling went out, he called Teacher Huang and confirmed his class time.

To suddenly give up such a lovely group of children, he felt a little bit reluctant in his heart.But no matter from which point of view, once the majority of parents have written a joint letter to disagree with him continuing to teach, if he continues to stay in this class, it will only intensify the conflict between students and parents.

Instead of letting everyone break up in the end, it's better to say goodbye in advance.

When the car drove to the elevated exit, it suddenly cleared up. The thick clouds that were supposed to rain had dispersed with the winter wind. Song Tianling looked at the time and decided to take a long way to avoid the risk of traffic jams, so he turned around at the nearest intersection I got on the elevated highway again and took the expressway around the city, and arrived at the school half an hour later.

Of course, the system did not "block" his car so quickly, it passed the vehicle identification system smoothly, and after thinking about it, he drove the car directly to the parking spaces on both sides of the side road of the teaching building.

He sat quietly in the car for a while, typing out the manuscript over and over again, how he would explain to them that he decided to resign. After all, the sudden change of head teacher in the third year of high school would have a great impact on some students.

-Are we there?

Just as he was thinking, Teacher Huang sent him a WeChat message, and he replied two words quickly, opened the door and got out of the car.

When I went up the stairs, I met several teachers and greeted him friendly, especially I met Teacher Yang at the corner. Except for Teacher Huang, I usually communicate with her the most.

"Teacher Yang."

Yang Qing pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "Ah, Mr. Song! I thought—that, the director said to stop your class, really?"

"Well, it's probably decided to deal with it like this."

"Mr. Song, if this is the reason why you want to leave the group of children in A2 behind, you shouldn't!" Yang Qing is a few years older than Song Tianling, in his early thirties, and often holds a thick Chinese dictionary in his arms. Very old-fashioned, she sighed almost inaudibly, and said: "I have stayed in the UK for two years, and my roommate is - I live with her, everything is normal, we will talk about what is happy or unhappy, and even talk about it. She has something with her girlfriend, Mr. Song, if the school wants to deal with it—”

"Ms. Yang, I understand what you mean. Thank you for your care over the past two years. Many things are not as simple as they seem. I have to trouble you to help me look after these children in the past few months."

Yang Qing looked at him, hesitated to speak but nodded, walked down a few more flights of stairs, turned around and said, "Mr. Song, anyway, I know what you are like. Liang Ye is a good seedling. Hope—hope You are all doing well, keep in touch when you have time."

"Well, thank you."

Song Tianling looked at Yang Qing's walking figure, and he felt complicated emotions in his heart. He was not sure whether his choice was right or not.

He stood at the door of the classroom, looked up at the A2 of the third year of high school on the door frame, and suddenly remembered that when he received these children halfway, there were still many people who refused to accept him, and often asked him with all kinds of strange questions , he had no choice but to make some weird answers, and over time he became one with them.

He leaned against the wall and lowered his head to send a message to Teacher Huang. After waiting for a while, Teacher Huang opened the door and came out. A life-and-death farewell?"

"Can you be a little sweet in your mouth? I find that you are very suitable to be friends with my little boy." Song Tianling kicked him with a smile and asked, "Did you tell them in advance? Don't tell them one by one when the time comes." crying."

"Several girls have already cried, I advise you, don't talk too much later, just say that you don't know when you will come back." Teacher Huang still couldn't bear to think about it. He needed Song Tianling so much. He couldn't understand why the school made such a hasty decision. Although it hadn't been made public, the investigation team from the headquarters had already spread the dismissal among the teachers.

Song Tianling raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder "with earnestness and heart", and said, "You are still young, you don't understand, people like us—"

"Go away, come on, why am I still young? Aren't you half a year older than me? Don't talk about these things, when you confessed to me that you like Liang Ye, I wondered There will be such a day, I never dreamed that Liang Ye would be so straightforward, and you, you will rush to cut off your retreat before the punishment is given."

"Okay, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, you will know later, go in first, I have other things later."

Song Tianling pushed open the classroom door, unexpectedly, no one in the class made a sound.

He stood on the podium and looked around, and found a few boys and girls in the corner with red eyes, and a few persistently lowered their heads while doing their homework.

After thinking about it, the day before yesterday he was still lecturing on the questions for everyone, joking and talking about those weird questions that were given in the composition of the college entrance examination, why is it just saying goodbye today?

This, he thought, was the last thing he could do for them.

"Why, I haven't seen you for a day, and you don't know me anymore?"

Unknowingly, there was a low sobbing sound from that corner, and then someone began to whisper something.

Song Tianling caught a glimpse of Liang Ye's desk. He sat on a desk by himself. Books were often piled up on the entire desk. Now there were still a few exercise books on the desk, which I hadn't had time to take away yesterday. Did Liang Ye actually want to Say goodbye to everyone?

He stepped off the podium, knocked on Chen Yue's desk, and said, "Squad leader, who is the student on duty today?"

Chen Yue lowered her head and said nothing, and there was still an unfinished English test paper on the table.

"Remember to send a little red flower to today's student on duty—by the way, everyone's little red flower, you haven't had time to exchange it yet, you can ask me to exchange it now."

All the children sitting in the classroom were sixteen or seventeen years old, and the oldest were adults. At this time, they all took out their little red flower collection books from the belly of the table.

At the beginning, Song Tianling was ridiculed by these big kids for a whole week when he did this. As a result, a week later, the 1.9-meter-tall sports committee member who was serious about holding the little red flower got a pair of sneakers with satisfaction. The direction of the wind changed, and they almost showed their fighting spirit for a little red flower.

He walked to Liang Ye's table again, as if he saw the man dozing off on the table again.He couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, reached out to pick up Liang Ye's collection of little red flowers, and counted them. He had never exchanged them in half a year, and there were dozens of them.

"Teacher, I'm ready to go bankrupt today. You don't have anything to change?"

In the corner, the representative of the biology class raised her hand. The little girl held the notebook in her arms and said, "Mr. Song, I have already saved more than 100 yuan, and I have never changed it."

Song Tianling nodded: "Well, what do you want to change today?"

"Twenty for a big one, that's what you said, how can I exchange a hundred for you to take us for a few more months?"

The male classmate next to her also opened his notebook, and said with some embarrassment: "Mr. Song, I changed my schoolbag last month, and now there are only five left. I will partner with Taotao. Let's switch together..."

"Teacher! I have fifty more here!"

"I have seventy here—where's yours! Take them out!"

"I-I-I only have twenty..."

Song Tianling shook his head helplessly, waved his hands at everyone, and said, "I said you—it's not that I won't change it, it's that you, Teacher Song—have already changed yourself out." He shook Liang Ye's hand in his hand. Collecting the book, he said again: "Okay, don't cry, what are you crying for, did your teacher Huang tell you some nonsense?"

"Teacher Song, why did the school punish you? Love is innocent!" Before Song Tianling had time to see who said this, it was the same sentence that kept going up and down in the class.

"That's right, why, it's so old, it's so easy to convict people!"

"Mr. Huang, help us persuade Mr. Song, can we write a joint letter to the school? We can't change the class teacher!"

While everyone was chattering, Chen Yue, who had been silent all this time, stood up abruptly, almost knocking over the desk in front of her with a bang.

She sat at the first table, stood up, turned around and looked at the noisy classmates, and said loudly: "You all stop talking! What's the use of talking about it?!"

The class immediately fell silent, and everyone's eyes focused on Song Tianling's tearful eyes.

"What's the use of us writing a joint letter? Do you dare to say that everyone here is willing to sign? You—you guys! What were you like at the class meeting yesterday? You dare not say anything or do anything! This matter is not something we can solve by writing a joint letter, is it, Teacher Song?"

Song Tianling didn't expect that the usually aloof squad leader would suddenly lose control at this moment. He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"My mother is a member of the family committee, not only our class, but even the parents of the school's family committee! Those parents who keep saying that they are fair and give everyone a chance! They are the ones who jointly demanded to jointly deal with Mr. Song and Liang Ye! If it wasn't for them——"

"Chen Yue!" The more she heard, the more something was wrong, Song Tianling quickly stepped forward to give her a hand, interrupted her, and said, "Chen Yue, don't say that, listen to the teacher."

Chen Yue lost control of his emotions, shook off his hand, walked to the podium, moved a stool to stand on it, and tried to tear off the line "We accept every one of you" on the blackboard with his feet, but it was in vain.

Song Tianling was afraid that she would fall, so she stepped up to the podium a few steps, and together with Teacher Huang, she hugged her down.

"Chen Yue! Do you know what you are doing! There are surveillance cameras in the classroom!" He scolded and kicked the stool further away.

Chen Yue couldn't listen to any words at this time, she opened the classroom door and rushed out, carrying a bucket of paint from nowhere, from lifting it to splashing it on the blackboard, the action was done in one go, everyone present did not expect Seeing that she would do this, Song Tianling and Teacher Huang stood behind, so shocked that they forgot to stop her.

"It's too fake to accept every one of you. I have been in this school for three years. This is the most ironic thing. Teacher Song, I'm sorry...I tried it. I want to persuade my parents, But they don't listen to me at all..."

"And I... I'm sorry, Mr. Song!"

"My parents also..."

From the reluctance at the beginning to the apology now, Song Tianling never expected that things would develop like this, which completely deviated from his original intention of appearing here today.

Teacher Huang helped Chen Yue back to the seat, and patted her on the shoulder to comfort her.

"Students of Grade Three A2—" Song Tianling had the illusion that he was standing on this podium for the last time, and when he said this, he said this with a sense of sadness, "This matter has nothing to do with you from the beginning to the end. No matter how the school handles it or how the teacher responds, you don’t have to apologize to me. From the very beginning, the teacher didn’t think carefully and did something that shouldn’t be done. The teacher came to say goodbye to you today, just to hope that we can have a good time Farewell, for a better reunion next time."

No one spoke below, dozens of pairs of eyes were looking straight at him, he lowered his head and smiled, and said: "Your teacher Song is not good at Chinese, I don't know what else to say next, don't make things difficult for me, everyone please be happy. "

The representative of the biology class came up from the back row, put the collection book in his hand in front of Song Tianling, and said in a low voice: "Teacher, I want to exchange my collection book. You can come back to see us during our graduation ceremony."

Song Tianling smiled and said, "Okay, this is no problem."

Another classmate came up, "Mr. Song, I've been saving for a long time, and I wanted to exchange for a concert ticket, but—"

"Teacher will exchange it for you. It is a good thing to have an idol." Song Tianling took his notebook and wrote down his name and what he wanted to exchange on a piece of paper.

......

Later, when Song Tianling left school, he handed over his salary card to Mr. Huang, and told him to honor everyone on the list tomorrow.

"After careful calculation, it should be more than 2 yuan. There is still 2 yuan in the card. Let me think about the remaining money—you can treat everyone to a meal for me." He sat in the cab thinking After a while, before leaving, he added: "Thanks for your hard work, Mr. Huang, I am relieved that the school will entrust A[-] to you."

Teacher Huang frowned and stared at him for a long time before saying, "What is your reason for leaving?"

Song Tianling tapped the steering wheel with her fingers: "I'm going to do some things that teachers really can't do. I can't give the children a bad lead, don't you think so?"

"..."

"Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free." He rolled up the window, and when the car drove out of the school gate, it started snowing again.

When Liang Ye woke up, Song Tianyu was scrolling through Twitter with his mobile phone in his arms. Seeing that the fan he had been following for a long time had been updated again, he was so happy that he almost jumped up.

"So happy?" Liang Ye walked behind her and asked with his hands on the back of the sofa.

"Happy! Originally, the author said that he would not update again, but recently he suddenly started to update again. Many people in the group are very happy, and the daily tweet has become a hot search!"

Liang Ye patted her head, went to the bar and poured himself a glass of warm water, took a sip, and said, "Where's your brother?"

"Ah, my brother said that he has something to go out for a while and come back for lunch. He should be back soon."

"Go out?" He thought that before he fell asleep last night, Song Tianling seemed to have said where he was going to do something today, but he couldn't remember exactly where.

He didn't expect that he would sleep until eleven o'clock. Liang Ye was a little hungry at this time, so he dragged on his slippers and lazily walked to the kitchen to find something to eat.

"Auntie, is there anything to eat—"

Before he finished speaking, the aunt took out his porridge from the insulated lunch box and said, "Mr. Song ordered you to cook vegetable and beef porridge this morning. I will keep it warm in the insulated box. If it feels cold, I will cook it again Hot."

"Don't bother Auntie!" Liang Ye took the warm bowl from her hand and said, "Thank you Auntie, I can just eat like this, you are busy."

He took the porridge to the living room to eat, and turned on the TV to watch the news.

Liang Ye and Song Tianyu were sitting on the sofa, one was watching the news and the other was playing with the mobile phone. After a while, Auntie finished the meal and began to arrange the dishes, and he turned off the TV to help.

As soon as the dishes were served, I heard Song Tianyu calling her brother in the living room: "Brother, you are back! Come and eat!"

Liang Ye turned around and went to the living room again. He raised his hand and patted the snowflakes on Song Tianling's shoulder, and said, "It's early in the morning, where did you go?"

"Go to school, hand in some materials." Song Tianling leaned over and kissed him on the lips, took off his coat and hung it on the hook, and walked to the dining table with his arms around his waist.

Liang Ye always felt that something was wrong. He repeatedly looked at Song Tianling several times, and several times the person received his suspicious eye signals, but only raised his eyebrows very improperly, without saying anything.

"Xiaoyu, just now my mother told me that I will go to my uncle's house during the Chinese New Year. Let's fly to my uncle's place two days in advance."

"Okay! Is grandma here?!" Song Tianyu put down his chopsticks and clapped his hands excitedly, "Brother Liang Ye! Let me tell you, grandma is great, she really likes you—"

Song Tianling stuffed her mouth with a piece of green pepper, and said, "On Chinese New Year, I, you, and Brother Jun will go there. Brother Liang Ye will go home to celebrate the New Year with mother."

"Why, why?" Song Tianyu couldn't stop chewing a piece of green pepper, and asked again.

Song Tianling looked at Liang Ye and smiled, and explained, "Secret."

"Don't tease her," Liang Ye couldn't help but also laughed, and said to Song Tianyu, "Next year, we will be able to celebrate the New Year together."

"Well, what a pity..."

Song Tianling knocked on the table pretending to be serious, "Hurry up and eat, don't talk so much while eating."

After dinner, Liang Ye couldn't stand Song Tianyu's soft and hard arguments, so he sat on the sofa and Song Tianling accompanied her to fight the landlord - and was forced to call him the landlord. Loser, he looked at the two brothers and sisters who were overjoyed in front of him, resisted the urge to throw away the cards and played for a while, until Song Tianyu was sleepy and went upstairs to take a nap, he finally stood up and stretched himself, ready to go I'm doing my homework.

Liang Ye squeezed Song Tianling's shoulder and said, "You wake up so early, go take a nap."

"Okay, you can sleep for a while too." Song Tianling took his hand behind his back and pulled it to his lips to rub it.

"I didn't get up until eleven o'clock, so I went to write some questions first."

"Well, then I'll go to sleep, and I have to go out in the afternoon." Song Tianling stood up and tugged at the hem of his clothes, then turned his head and said to Liang Ye: "By the way, let's go to the hot spring in the next city tomorrow, I will definitely I ordered a package for three days and two nights."

Liang Ye: "..."

"Don't you want to go?" Song Tianling went around the sofa and walked in front of him, stretched out his hand to straighten his collar, "So many things have happened recently, just these two days, take a good rest, huh?"

"Well, it's hard to find a comfortable high school senior like me."

He pushed Song Tianling to the bedroom, and said, "Go to sleep, I'm going to the study to write some questions."

Liang Ye pushed open the door of the study room, took all his materials in and sorted them out, spread out an English test paper, and started to time the self-test, but his mind began to think about other things, he couldn't do it halfway, and lay down on the table After squinting for more than ten minutes, my arms were sore, I got up again and forced myself to concentrate on finishing the paper.

The author has something to say

There will be a plot of "being out of the closet" because a while ago I saw a teacher who was dealt with by the school because he was gay. It was really chilling. I suddenly thought that I actually read too many novels, thinking that this society treats homosexuality The tolerance of the group is really high. Looking back at the reality, I found that this is not the case.

Some people may not agree with Mr. Song's "irresponsible" behavior of walking away. My understanding is that he is not acting on his own will, nor is he trying to confront the school head-on, just like the article said, He has to do some things that he can't do as a teacher, and in order not to intensify the conflicts between his classmates and his family, and not to affect Liang Ye's re-entry, he can only resign voluntarily, which may be a good idea for everyone. A more satisfactory solution.

This matter is settled, let's go to the hot spring in the next chapter!