Confess to you in early summer

Yan Wei didn't know why Yan Chu went to the master bedroom and came back with a dark face, looking at her with a bit of indescribable hatred, or that kind of... hatred for taking his wife?

She didn't dare to say anything, didn't dare to ask anything, and obediently followed Yan Chu to the porch.

While changing shoes, Jiang Youyi, who was sleeping in the living room, suddenly woke up. Following the movement, she looked towards the door, saw Yan Wei and Yan Chu who were all dressed up, and asked in a daze, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going back to school." Yan Wei's tone was as usual.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and a dark shadow shrouded Yan Wei's body.

Jiang Youyi couldn't see the expression on Yan Wei's face, but she didn't think much, she was sleepy, she muttered "Why is it so early", and then said: "Then be careful on the road." After speaking, she changed her posture Close your eyes and continue to sleep.

Her head was facing the entrance, Yan Wei could just see the hair twirling on top of her head from this angle.

"Are you going back to school this afternoon?" Yan Wei asked her.

"...It depends on the situation." Jiang Youyi's voice was very soft, with a hazy feeling that she was about to fall asleep, "If everything goes well here."

Yan Wei stopped asking, said goodbye to her, turned around and pushed open the door to go out.

Yan Chu's lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

Going downstairs and out of the community, Yan Chu asked Yan Wei what he wanted for breakfast, Yan Wei had no appetite, so he shook his head and said, "I don't want to eat."

"No, you have to eat whatever you want." Yan Chu knew that she had hypoglycemia, looked around, picked a steamed stuffed bun shop nearby, and forced her to eat two steamed stuffed buns and half a cup of soy milk.

It was only after six o'clock, and the morning rush hour was not reached. There were few vehicles on the road, and the bus was unimpeded, which shortened the return time by half.

Yan Wei looked at the sky that was about to brighten up, but his mood was still in the night before dawn.

She felt chilly, obviously it was midsummer, when a gust of wind blew, a layer of goose bumps appeared on her forearm.

Yan Chu noticed her depression, and patted her shoulder lightly: "Let's go."

Yan Wei rubbed his arms, looked down and saw the unique color-blocking T-shirt on his body, his eyes were soft, and he followed.

The guards had been notified in advance, Yan Wei reported his name, they immediately called Mr. Xu, and soon let Yan Wei and the other two go.

Walking on the cement road leading to the teaching building, Yan Chu looked around the campus: "I haven't been here for several years, and this place hasn't changed at all."

There was a deliberate lightness in her tone, and Yan Wei knew that she was also nervous as soon as she heard it.

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We have been together for more than ten years, occupying most of the time in our life.Although Yan Chu has been away from home for three years, the fear that has been formed over the years has almost become her instinct. It is not an easy task to muster up courage in the face of her parents' tyrannical power.

"Even the teacher hasn't changed." Yan Wei smiled, "Ms. Xu will be surprised later."

Yan Wei often went to the office to get materials, and occasionally listened to a few words from the teachers. Although Teacher Xu never mentioned Yan Chu in front of her, three years ago, Yan Chu was also a student of Teacher Xu. Love is not inferior to Yan Wei now.

Yan Chu was stunned for two seconds when he heard this sentence, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the teaching building.

It was still early, and few classrooms in the building were lit, but the office on the fifth floor was brightly lit, and there were one or two heated quarrels from time to time.

Yan Wei listened to the general idea in the corridor, and Yan Tingyue was furious, reprimanding the school for not doing anything, and actually allowed a student to climb over the railing and leave the school in the middle of the night.

"If something happened to our Weiwei outside, would your school be responsible?!"

Not only Teacher Xu was there, but also the dean of grades and the auntie who was in charge of the dormitory in charge of the third year’s dormitory were also gathered in the office.

Yan Wei was mentally prepared, and knocked on the half-open wooden door of the office, and all eyes immediately focused on her.

She stood in front of the door with her head slightly lowered, with a docile and harmless look: "Can I come in?"

"Weiwei?" Xu Jing, who was in a dilemma at the desk, was the first to respond, got up and walked quickly to the door.

After taking a step, she saw Yan Chu standing behind Yan Wei: "Xiao Chu?"

Yan Chu nodded politely, and said softly, "Teacher Xu."

Xu Jing recovered from her astonishment, but before she had time to feel happy, she sighed first.

She waved to the sisters: "Come in."

Yan Wei followed Xu Jing into the office, Xu Jing intentionally or unintentionally blocked part of her sight, lowered her voice and comforted her: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

He Ping came up angrily: "It's getting worse and worse now, what else can't you do?!"

She didn't even look at Yan Chu, she reached out to grab Yan Wei's arm, but Yan Wei dodged it.

But it was fine if she didn't hide, this hiding seemed to pour a spoonful of oil on He Ping's heart, and it exploded with a bang, igniting even more intense anger.

She insisted on grabbing Yan Wei, but Xu Jing stopped her and was pushed aside, then she grabbed Yan Wei's arm, pulling Yan Wei staggeringly.

The scrape on the elbow ached from the tug.

A hand was stretched out from the side, holding He Ping's wrist, preventing her from continuing to go crazy.

"She can go by herself," Yan Chu said.

He Ping narrowed her eyes, and it was only now that she gave Yan Chu a serious look: "You still dare to take care of me?!"

"If it weren't for you, Weiwei would be like this now?!" She hated her expression ferociously, "Do you think you have ulterior motives? You hate us for not letting you be with that woman, so you deliberately taught her to be bad, right? ?!"

After being maliciously slandered by He Ping, Yan Chu had no expression on his face, but the tight lip line turned white.

Yan Wei shook his arm vigorously, breaking free from He Ping's restraint: "Can you be reasonable?! My mistake, what does it have to do with my sister?"

bang——

The sound of slapping the table resounded throughout the teaching building, interrupting the argument between the mother and daughter. Yan Tingyue sat on the chair, and Chao Yanwei sternly shouted: "Come here!"

The head of the family spoke, but He Ping didn't insist anymore, Yan Wei shook her shoulders, and subconsciously looked at the class teacher Xu Jing.

"What are you looking at?!" Yan Tingyue stopped drinking again.

Yan Wei bit the bullet and walked forward, Yan Chu wanted to follow, but was stopped by He Ping with a step across.

"Let's not talk about what happened before." Yan Tingyue waited for Yan Wei to come up to him before opening his mouth. Perhaps Yan Wei's obedience made him feel a little relieved. He seemed calmer than He Ping, and his tone was not as severe as before.

He knocked on Teacher Xu's desk: "What do you say this time? Leaving school late at night and lying to the teacher, Dad believes you are not a bad boy, I hope you will tell us the truth, why did you do this?"

The first few quarrels with Yan Wei broke out, not only failed to control this daughter, but also seemed to arouse her rebellion, which made her behavior even more outrageous. Yan Tingyue has been reflecting these days, thinking that maybe he should change his relationship with Yan Wei slightly. future communication methods.

Children of this age are in the rebellious period, they are not afraid of anything, and they are the most difficult to control. The more they try to set rules for them, the more they will resent them.

Although Yan Wei has made a lot of mistakes, in Yan Tingyue's eyes, she has not reached the point of being incurable, at least not like her sister, who fell in love at a young age and fooled around with dubious people outside the school all day long.

It is rare for Yan Tingyue to let go of his attitude. Although he has the same worries as He Ping, he is calmer than He Ping.

In the past two days, he has learned some information from other teachers. There is no direct evidence that the relationship between Yan Wei and that girl is beyond ordinary friendship. They still have a chance to drag her back before Yan Wei completely "goes astray".

Yan Wei lied without changing his face: "I had a nightmare. I dreamed that my sister was being chased by a group of strange people, who said they wanted to arrest her. I was frightened. I was afraid that something might happen to her, so I went out to find her."

Several teachers looked at each other, Yan Tingyue's face turned black: "Tell the truth!"

"This is the truth." Yan Wei stiffened his neck, resolutely refusing to admit that he left school because of Jiang Youyi.

Yan Tingyue laughed angrily, and suddenly stood up and tore off the schoolbag on Yan Wei's back, grabbed her cell phone before Yan Wei could react, and asked, "What's the password?!"

Yan Wei pursed her lips tightly and did not speak.

Yan Tingyue confronted her with a cold face, and said again: "Password!"

Still no response.

"Don't tell me, do you?" Yan Tingyue threw the phone on the table, and thumped the table with his fingers, "If you refuse to tell the truth today, don't read this book, go home and reflect on it, what are you waiting for? Time to figure it out!"

Yan Wei gasped.

Confessing the truth and the pros and cons of having her phone turned over quickly weighed in her mind. Parents must not be allowed to look at the phone, and she must not quit after learning. She only had to confess.

"I'm telling the truth." She had to compromise.

Yan Tingyue raised his chin and urged her to speak.

The dean and several teachers watched from the sidelines, unable to speak at all.

"I went out to save people." Yan Wei lowered her eyelashes, "Jiang Youyi had an accident at home, she was chased and beaten, and she sent me a distress message in the middle of the night, so I ran out."

Unstoppable sourness welled up in his eyes, Yan Weishi gritted his teeth but couldn't hold back the tears, which rolled down drop by drop.

"I called my sister to ask her for help. When we arrived, Jiang Youyi had already been beaten. Those people were scared away by the police, but she was injured all over. Fortunately, we rushed over, otherwise someone might have died."

Yan Tingyue felt angry when he heard Jiang Youyi's name, but he also frowned after hearing Jiang Youyi's name: "Then why did you lie just now?!"

"Don't you understand why I lied?!" At this point, Yan Wei was completely willing, "You don't want me to be friends with her, just ask me not to associate with her, my mother even approached her in private, called She keeps a distance from me, don't affect my study, do you think I don't know?"

"If I told you that I left school at night to find Jiang Youyi, wouldn't you guys continue to make trouble? Is this interesting? Why can't I choose who to be friends with?!"

Being exposed by Yan Wei's little trick, Yan Tingyue couldn't hold back his face, and almost became angry from embarrassment.

He pointed to the injury on Yan Wei's arm: "This is the result of your own choice!"

"Then even if it's not Jiang Youyi, if other students ask me for help when they encounter bad things outside the school, can I ignore it?!" Yan Wei confronted him tit for tat, refusing to back down even a single step.

Yan Tingyue couldn't bear it anymore: "Who do you think you are? You are just a student! Other students don't know how to ask the teacher to come to you if they have something to do? Your so-called help is to lie to the teacher and run out by yourself?"

"If you can only learn these things in school, I don't think you need to learn this! Come home with us!"

The author has something to say: This chapter is so difficult...it is very difficult to write with an outline.