Mindful

Qiao Yuanlin couldn't recover from his astonishment for a long time, he held up Liang Cheng's chin, there was no trace of a joke on that face, and no one would make such a joke.

He pulled Liang Cheng up and pressed him beside him.Liang Chengping stared at the air, feeling a sense of loneliness lingering around his body.

He thought he would never say anything in his life, but Duan Sicun suddenly appeared, and he had to admit that he was a little confused.

The first time Liang Cheng met Duan Sicun was in the second year of junior high school, in the junior high school of No. [-] Middle School.

In order to go home as late as possible, he would stay in the classroom to study after school until the school police on duty chased him away.One night, when footsteps were heard, a strange teacher appeared.

Duan Sicun stood at the door of the classroom and stared at him for about ten seconds.He doesn't like to care about people, so he took the initiative to ask, "Is there something wrong?"

Duan Sicun pushed his glasses unnaturally, and said, "I am a newly transferred teacher, teaching high school biology."

Liang Chengdao: "This is the junior high school campus."

"Then I found the wrong place." Duan Sicun didn't leave immediately, "It's all over, why don't you go home?"

Liang Cheng lowered his eyes to look at the paper, and said casually: "There is a problem that I can't do, just leave after solving it."

Duan Sicun walked to his desk, and there was a big physics problem on the paper, and said, "Let me help you look."

Liang Cheng held his head upright, turned his pen back and forth, and waited for Duan Sicun to finish his sentence before writing down the steps to solve the problem.When he raised his eyes, he was used to seeing the teacher's admiring expression, but Duan Sicun's gaze made him uncomfortable, and he put away his schoolbag without even saying "goodbye, teacher".

The junior high school and the high school are only separated by two staff apartments. After that, Liang Cheng often ran into Duan Sicun in school.He never said hello, but Duan Sicun would smile at him every time.

Later, he went straight to the middle school with the top high school entrance examination results in the city. At the orientation meeting before entering the freshman year of high school, he learned that Duan Sicun was a specially hired university professor.On the same day, Duan Sicun applied to be the head teacher of the Lijing experimental class.

During the three years of high school, the whole class could see that Duan Sicun admired Liang Cheng, but Liang Cheng was good enough, so everyone felt nothing but envy.

Liang Cheng is not used to it, even He Jie sometimes has too much to do, but Duan Sicun treats him well, from study to life, the other party's concern gradually exceeds the scope of the teacher's responsibility to the students.

He remembered the first time Duan Sicun found out that he was injured, and that reaction was enough to make him change from doubt to suspicion.

He knew his own life experience, and his adoptive father told him since he was sensible that he was a piece of trash thrown away in the hospital, and he had fantasized about whether his biological parents would pick him up.

Until New Year's Day in the first semester of the third year of high school, a party was held in the auditorium.Liang Cheng went back to the classroom halfway to hide, and found a gift in his desk pocket, which was a pair of sports wristbands. Duan Sicun left a message telling him to combine work with rest.

He broke into the office without permission. Duan Sicun's desk was full of greeting cards from students. He was afraid that others would see him, so he opened the drawer and threw the wristband into it.

But he paused in mid-air, looking at a photo in the drawer - it was a photo of Duan Sicun and a young girl, Duan Sicun looked about 30 years old.

Liang Cheng's intuition and doubts drove him, he picked up the photo and looked at it carefully, turned to the back, and there was a line of beautiful handwriting that read "Give your thoughts and memories".

Signature: Liang Xiaoan.

Duan Sicun didn't know when he came back, and stood nervously at the door.

Liang Cheng forgot his tone at that time and said, "I was adopted by my parents."

Duan Sicun almost admitted: "I know."

Liang Cheng waited for the next sentence, while Duan Sicun chose to remain silent.Concern, timidity, in short, he didn't say anything under the balance.Liang Cheng closed the drawer with a bang.

He didn't grope, crash, or make a fuss.

The only time he sent out a distress signal, but was abandoned again.

Liang Chengdang nothing had happened, and he can't remember the details later, and then he killed someone, surrendered himself and went to prison.

Duan Sicun came to visit him, and he only met once, hoping to give him some books to pass the time.

It was the course materials that Qiao Yuanlin secretly photographed eight years ago.

The hot porridge was already cold that night, and Qiao Yuanlin was silent for a long time after hearing all this. He had reported big and small news, but it was difficult to talk about his feelings at this moment.

He got up and half knelt on the bed, hugging Liang Cheng tightly to his chest.

Liang Cheng buried his face deeper and said, "I don't want to see him, not eight years ago."

Duan Sicun had a family at the time, and the girl in the photo was not his wife. He couldn't help approaching Liang Cheng as a teacher, but he didn't have the courage to recognize him.

Qiao Yuanlin understood everything, understood Liang Cheng's attitude, why the Bian Mu was called Cheng Zi, and the sentence of retribution on the car.

Liang Cheng was so resistant to being a teaching assistant back then because...but he finally agreed, just for him, what did Liang Cheng endure when he was happy every day?

Qiao Yuanlin's nose was acidic, and his heart ached so much that his whole chest throbbed.Liang Cheng hooked his waist, put him on his lap and hugged him tightly, and lowered his head into the hollow of his shoulder.

"I'm sorry." He stroked the short hair on the back of Liang Cheng's head, feeling so guilty, "I'm sorry..."

Liang Cheng said: "Don't be angry with me."

Qiao Yuanlin nodded indiscriminately, and said regretfully, "If time could go back to eight years ago, I would definitely not force you, I'm too mean."

Liang Cheng frowned lightly. After he was released from prison, he lived a very hesitant life. The days when he was a teaching assistant made him sure that he wanted to continue studying, "It's not your fault, and every time I bully you with the help of my teaching status, I am very happy."

Qiao Yuanlin said: "You can bully me forever, but no one can bully you anymore."

All the regrets and secrets have been hidden for too long, Liang Cheng never thought that one day he would say it, he is grateful for Qiao Yuanlin's existence, comfort and company, he is the one who needs it more.

After dinner, Liang Cheng went back to the small room to rest early, afraid that his elders would find out that he was not in good condition.

Qiao Wenyuan and He Jie were watching TV in the living room. In the middle of the night, He Jie went back to the house to take a shower. Qiao Wenyuan remembered that he forgot to water the flowers, so he put on his coat and went to the small terrace.

Qiao Yuanlin followed, shivering in the cold wind.

"You want to catch a cold again?" Qiao Wenyuan said, "Hurry up and get in the house, what's the fun?"

Qiao Yuanlin cut to the chase and said, "Dad, can you be nicer to Liang Cheng?"

Qiao Wenyuan was startled. He has never been considered a loving type, and even had a fight with his own son. He reflected on himself: "Why, what did I do wrong?"

"Not enough." Qiao Yuanlin didn't know how much his father knew, "Anyway, Aunt He loves me, so you have to love my brother, and care about him more in the future."

Qiao Wenyuan asked: "What happened? Liang Cheng is not going well in the hospital?"

Qiao Yuanlin didn't digest those things himself, and couldn't keep up with the logic, so he made a final decision: "I never told you that Liang Cheng was the high school student who saved me on the street back then."

Qiao Wenyuan said in a daze, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

He put down the kettle and left, guessing that Liang Cheng had fallen asleep and then slammed on the brakes. He glanced back at Qiao Yuanlin and panicked: "You... you won't be able to do things in 25 hours soon!"

Qiao Yuanlin turned off the lights along the way, the corridor was dark, he unscrewed the door and went into the guest room.

This room is a bit smaller, with the familiar aroma of saponins floating in it, the door is locked, and the outline on the bed moves.

Liang Cheng woke up from a deep sleep, turned on the lamp and leaned over. He didn't expect Qiao Yuanlin to be so bold under the eyes of his parents.

"Brother, I seem to be on fire again."

Liang Cheng was going to get the thermometer, Qiao Yuanlin walked over first, climbed onto the bed, lifted the quilt and lay on him, he reached into the hem of his clothes, touched his flesh, and said, "It's a little hot."

Qiao Yuanlin said: "Just to warm you up."

Liang Cheng hugged him and turned over and pressed him down, asking: "Aren't you afraid that your parents will find out?"

"Not afraid." Qiao Yuanlin was serious, as if he was not afraid of anything anymore, "You are the most important thing."

The flattery and care that Liang Cheng really felt came from Qiao Yuanlin. He used to be able to hide it with a face of impatience, but now he can't do it, and he will only surrender.

He wanted to save some face, so he did the math: "Are you happy with the dog today?"

After all, it is Duan Sicun's dog, Qiao Yuanlin replied against his will: "That's it."

Liang Cheng said, "I see you are quite happy."

Qiao Yuanlin said: "I pretended, Bian Mu is too stupid."

"Fart." Liang Cheng laughed, "That's the dog with the highest IQ."

Qiao Yuanlin hesitated for a moment, grinned, and said, "That's not necessarily true, you haven't teased someone who is smarter."

Liang Cheng's eyes changed, and he called out, "Lin Lin?"

Qiao Yuanlin: "Oh."

Liang Cheng spread out his palms: "Shake hands."

Qiao Yuanlin raised his hand, shook the bell, and put it on.

Liang Cheng said, "Happy New Year."

Qiao Yuanlin clasped his palms in the air and quickly scratched them a few times.

Liang Cheng was laughed to death by him, and ordered: "act like a baby."

Qiao Yuanlin pondered for two seconds, then lifted up her pajamas, exposing her belly and writhing.

Liang Cheng said, "Don't do this."

"Aw. It's a big deal." Qiao Yuanlin cursed.

Liang Cheng lowered his face to him, and he obediently licked the corner of his upper lip, it should be like this, he was breathless from the kiss, and a thin layer of muscles stretched out in his lower abdomen.

WeChat rang.

Liang Cheng was forced to stop. Due to his job, he had to check the news in time. He turned over and picked up the mobile phone beside the bed.

Qiao Yuanlin stuck to his back stickingly, and asked, "It's so late, is there something going on in the hospital?"

Liang Cheng said, "It's your father."

"Huh?" Qiao Yuanlin looked at it, and there was a large paragraph of text on the screen.

Qiao Wenyuan sent: Liang Cheng, I don't know if you have slept or not, I hope it won't disturb your sleep.Uncle is not a person who is good at expressing, he can't say what he cares about, and he doesn't understand the troubles of you young people.But if there are any difficulties, work, life, emotion, and finances, I will definitely help if I can.You are Yuan Lin's savior, and now you are also my child.I don't think I am a qualified father. I am willing to learn slowly, love you two brothers, and make our family happy.

Liang Cheng was at a loss for words for a while, and read this passage repeatedly. Because of Qiao Yuanlin's relationship, he respected Qiao Wenyuan, but he never tilted his heart towards the level of father and son.

After a while, he asked, "How should I reply?"

Qiao Yuanlin offered his favorite: "Okay, received."

Liang Cheng: "..."

After a very solid night's sleep, Liang Cheng woke up very energetic the next day. When he opened the door, Qiao Wenyuan came out from the opposite master bedroom wearing a sportswear.

Before Qiao Yuanlin got up, he closed the door quietly and said, "Morning, Uncle Qiao."

Qiao Wenyuan was a little embarrassed thinking of WeChat, and coughed: "Why don't you sleep more, it was just 06:30."

"Not sleepy anymore." Liang Cheng didn't reply last night, and he was a little at a loss, "Do you want to do morning exercises?"

Qiao Wenyuan said: "Run around the community and buy breakfast by the way. You don't like tofu nao, I think you drink soy milk every time."

Liang Cheng said restrainedly: "How about I go buy it."

Qiao Wenyuan rubbed his palms, put his shoulders on his shoulders, and said, "Let's go together, actually, I really envy parents who take their children to play football and exercise, but it's a pity that Yuan Lin is not in good health, so I dare not take risks."

Liang Cheng never experienced his father's lack of love growing up, and now that he is nearly [-] years old, he is actually given a chance.He wanted to give it a try, and walked out of the house with Qiao Wenyuan with some expectation.

He went down the steps and asked, "Uncle Qiao, will Yuan Lin be jealous?"

Qiao Wenyuan didn't reveal Qiao Yuanlin's entrustment, and replied in a serious manner: "Maybe, he is small-minded."

"That……"

Qiao Wenyuan said: "Then let's buy him an extra sugar cake."

The morning glow in the sky was orange, Liang Cheng smiled lightly, and strode into the sunshine.