Scum smell

Back in time a few days ago, Ji Yao was still wandering outside.

Jiang Qiutong rolls names in class, and he usually does spot checks to save time.

According to the habit, order the first shift first, and then the second shift.By the way, Zhang He's first class and Ji Yao's second class.By the way, these two names are what Jiang Qiutong will order every time no matter what (Zhang He: ……………………).

then……

"Zhang He."

"arrive."

The students in the classroom whispered silently: "Ji Yao."

——"Ji Yao."

really.Several girls made a V silently.

After Jiang Qiutong on the podium finished reading the name, he was stunned for a moment, not knowing what it was like.

Because Zhang He and Ji Yao are always inseparable from Meng, so that every time Jiang Qiutong rolls his name, after seeing Zhang He, he will habitually call Ji Yao.

A few times ago, everyone was still a little confused, especially the students in Class [-]. They would be confused and wonder when Ji Yao will be in their class.But after a long time, you will get used to it.

And every time at this time, when Jiang Qiutong raised his head, he could see Ji Yao lying on the table as if he had no bones, lazily stretching out an arm, and elongated his voice: "Where--"

Every time he was so independent, he insisted on making everyone laugh, so he shrank back to Zhang He's side again as if he was complacent.

However this time...

"...Ji Yao?"

No one answered him.

Jiang Qiutong narrowed her eyes, and said lightly: "Ji Yao is absent from class, and the school committee will record it."

Later, the students in the two classes discovered that Teacher Jiang's roll call was different from before.

Because when the name was called again, after Zhang He was read, Jiang Qiutong paused, and instead of calling Ji Yao, he read the next one according to the student number.

Many students were secretly surprised.

Jiang Qiutong ignored them, he was distracted for a while.

He thought it was an unchangeable conditioned reflex for him to just recite the memory after Zhang He was finished.But it turned out that it was just a chronic disease formed by habit.

Nothing... can't be changed.

Finally arrived at Class Two, he said, "Ji Yao."

"..."

silence.

There was still no lazy voice saying to him, here we are.

Jiang Qiutong was expressionless: "Ji Yao is absent from class, the school committee will record it."

Later, Jiang Qiutong blocked Zhang He in private: "What's wrong with Ji Yao? Why hasn't he come to class?"

Zhang He was really tired. What the fuck Ji Yao was so tired that he was only called on in class, and he had to deal with his concubine who was kicked out after class!

...Of course, this kind of mentality was also secretly thought about, and his face was serious: "I don't know, he hasn't contacted me since he went to City H last time."

Dare to feel that the two hugging shadows that Siyuan and I saw under the street lamp are not the two of you.

Jiang Qiutong didn't even bother to expose such a false statement. He knew that Zhang He would not say it anymore, so he nodded: "Okay, I'll ask Xu Yeye."

Why does this uncle have Xu Yeye's contact information!Ever since the day he dragged his lame leg to find Ji Yao, Xu Yeye is still blackmailing him!

Zhang He almost knelt down and quickly changed his words: "He's gone to Las Vegas!"

Jiang Qiutong's face darkened: "Why did he go there? It's so messy there!"

——From this sentence, it can be seen that even if Jiang Qiutong is an intellectual who has received higher education, has advanced thinking, and is brave to accept new knowledge, he still retains the patriarchal style and the traditional flavor of the Chinese dynasty concept.

Zhang He was a little confused - at this time the generation gap between the older generation and the younger generation was reflected: "Go and heal."

Jiang Qiutong raised his eyebrows: "Follow Wen Lin."

Zhang He blurted out: "How do you know?" After speaking, he wanted to slap himself and tell you to speak up!

Jiang Qiutong got the answer, but didn't respond much, nodded and left.Zhang He was behind him and raised his voice to ask, "How do you have Xu Yeye's contact information?"

Jiang Qiutong smiled coolly: "I lied to you."

Zhang He: "..."

He used to think that he was not stupid.

When he was in class again, Jiang Qiutong unexpectedly didn't call out Zhang He's name - combined with the people in the two classes, he only called out Ji Yao.

As expected, no one responded.

Jiang Qiutong didn't know what this feeling was in his heart, he just felt that this feeling was about to tear him apart.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Qiutong said indifferently: "Ji Yao has been absent from class for more than three times without reason, and he will fail the subject directly, and the academic committee will record it."

After class, Yu Siyuan called him: "I'm in City A, let's have a meal together."

Jiang Qiutong just remembered that Yu Siyuan's father had transferred him here.At the dinner table, they deliberately avoided the reason for Yu Siyuan's transfer, chatted absently for a while, and when they got to the back, the two looked at each other, and suddenly they both covered their faces and laughed lowly.

Yu Siyuan laughed at himself: "I was thinking about Ji Yao just now—I'm sorry."

Jiang Qiutong shook his head, rolled up his sleeves and gave him a piece of beef: "Me too."

Yu Siyuan was playing with his phone, and suddenly wanted to ask Jiang Qiutong, brother, actually, do you like Ji Yao very much?Like him so much?

But he never asked.On the one hand, it is a subtle estrangement or even jealousy, and on the other hand, it is out of kindness to his brother-Jiang Qiutong is more innocent than himself, he was beaten by life-why poke someone's scar.

"I checked Ji Yao a few days ago, who do you think he is? He is the only son of the old Ji family."

The scientists and researchers of Jiang Qiutong's family didn't know much about people in the business field, so after thinking about it for a while, they asked, "The one who is close to the Zhang family?"

Yu Siyuan twisted the corner of his mouth: "Isn't it—Ji Yao, Zhang He—ah, I should have remembered it when he said that his nickname was Zhang at the beginning."

Jiang Qiutong glanced at him and snorted: "What if I remember? Can you beat him up? Or tell his parents that their son is gay?"

Yu Siyuan bowed his head, was silent for a moment, and laughed at himself: "That's right. I'm not willing to give up anything."

He glanced at his watch, stood up and put on his coat: "Don't talk anymore, I have a meeting in a while, and I will contact you later."

After greeting in a hurry, he rushed to the company.

Yu Siyuan's current company was run by his family.

There was a period of bad economic conditions in China, and their family happened to have a network in the United States, so Yu Siyuan's father sent him abroad, planning to open up foreign markets if Siyuan couldn't do it when he graduated.As a result, Yu Siyuan came out of the closet, and the country was slow to come back, so as soon as he graduated from his father, he directly took him back to the country and threw him into the company.

Speaking of this, Yu Siyuan feels very sad. The rich second generation in the TV novels all become CEOs as soon as they return to China, inheriting the shares, and they only need to sit on the boss' chair every day to cosplay the godfather and call the wind and rain.

When it was his turn, he was transferred from one region to another, starting from the grassroots, he had done business marketing planning and after-sales, and even worked as a secretary assistant! !

People in their early twenties can wear the "President" brand coquettishly, but he is almost thirty and has yet to touch the door of high-level management!

— After all, he is also a young prince who graduated from a prestigious school, so why is there such a big gap.

This time, he took the initiative to apply to join Ji Yao's branch in city A, thinking that he could only be a supervisor or something, but unexpectedly his father, Longxin, rewarded him with the head of the marketing department—the former head had a cerebral hemorrhage and quit.

At that time, he and Ji Yao were as good as honey, Ji Yao had already boarded the plane, and took advantage of the three-day holiday in Qingming to come all the way to see him, he was in a hurry and was about to pick him up.

But Yu's father stopped him, told him about it, and gave his son a good meal by the way: "Your partner named 峣峣 is probably in City A, and when he graduates and leaves the society, he realizes that you are still an errand boy." Yes, it’s too out of place.”

Yu Siyuan held it back at that time, but couldn't hold it back: "Dad, do you know that your son will be sacked if he takes someone else's position like this, and Da Lala parachutes there?"

His father leaned on him: "Why don't you continue running errands all over the world to get business?"

Don't!He and Ji Yao have been together less and far away more, and they can still see each other if they want to be hard in China, but they can only cry when they are abroad.

Yu Siyuan was counseled in seconds, and immediately happily accepted the order. After Ji Yao came, he happily told him the good news, and then happily planned the future of the two of them.

As a result, who knows...

Yu Siyuan slowly woke up from his sleep, his bloodshot eyes stared straight at the ceiling, and after a few breaths, they closed again.

He dreams of this scene every time.

That day he took Ji Yao home, and they were lingering until death. Afterwards, he told Ji Yao that they finally didn't have to live in different places anymore.

At that time, Ji Yao sat cross-legged on the bed, counting his fingers with joy, and said, "You can just buy clothes there, but you must wear your thin blue tie! I like it so much! ——Oh, I I wonder if we should rent a bigger house, the place I live in is too small..."

Yu Siyuan hugged his naked body from behind, his chin kept rubbing against his hickey-scarred back, and couldn't help laughing: "We can buy a house, how big do you want?"

Ji Yao wrinkled her nose: "It's fine to rent a house, live in whatever you want... If you buy it, I'm not used to living in a small-sized commercial house, if two people live... at least it must be a two-hundred-square-meter bungalow! A Housing prices in the city are so expensive, I can’t afford the full price now... Do I have to pay the mortgage? That’s too embarrassing!”

The young man turned his head and looked at him curiously: "Can you afford it?"

So he touched his nose, with a helpless expression on his face: "...well, I can't afford the full price."

Ji Yao smiled and fell into his arms: "Why are you so poor!"

With a burning heart, he lowered his head and kissed the other person's lips: "Mom, I love you."

The other party paused, then reached out and hooked his neck, and kissed back with a smile: "Yeah."

That's where it stops.

As if reality could really be like this, leaving only such sweet joy.

Yu Siyuan gradually fell into a dark and sweet dream again.

Ji Yao sat there, worrying about planning the future of the two of them, including driving a car, buying a house, and raising a dog. He kept chirping like a little sparrow, complaining about why couple suits are always pink and blue.

And I was sitting beside him, looking at him with a smile, my heart was full of affection.

So happy.think for yourself.

I love him so much.

"........."

Yu Siyuan turned sideways and curled his tall body together.Half asleep and half awake, he murmured to himself: "Mom, I love you so much."

The room was quiet, and a single moon was reflected in. Other than that, the room was empty and there was nothing else.