The school grass owes me a first love

Ye Yubei was about to sign the publishing agreement, and everyone knew that it meant that he would continue to complete English notes and finally chose to return to school.

This time, he made up his mind to study hard and study hard.

Cheng Jue didn't know that Ye Yubei had already chatted with Ji Nian before he came to see him that day, and he didn't know what kind of mental journey Ye Yubei had gone through, so he was suddenly pulled by Ye Yubei to the building where the publishing house was to sign the contract. There was a moment of apprehension.

Cheng Jue dragged Ye Yubei's hand, grabbed him in the corridor of the editorial department, and said hastily, "Have you really thought it through? Don't do this because of me. After all, it's you. life."

Ye Yubei sighed, walked towards Cheng Jue, raised his hand to hold the boy's face, brushed his hair with his fingertips, and looked back and forth on his face seriously.

"To make myself a better person, to seek the spirit of independence and freedom of thought, that's why I want to do this." Ye Yubei's voice was cold, but pleasant, and he said, "Money can be earned again. , but my thoughts are affected by the environment, I don’t want to have a gap with you four years later, although it is my life in the end, I want to walk with you every step of my life.”

There was not a word of "love" or "love" in the words, but this speech was more touching than any love words, and Cheng Jue immediately moistened his eyes.

A long time later, Cheng Jue showed off to his buddies what Ye Yubei said when he lost his way and found his way back. Ji Nian slapped down the table after hearing it: "Go back and ask Ye Yubei, which sentence is not taught by my true feelings? His? Turning his face to tease people? It’s really possible, him.”

Back in the corridor of this year's editorial department, Ye Yubei was encouraged by Cheng Jue's eyes, and lowered his head to kiss his lips.

"You two..." At this moment, a head poked out from the corner ahead. It was the editor who had been walking forward for a long time without seeing anyone behind him. He was turning around to check the situation.

Ye Yubei and Cheng Jue hurriedly separated, because they were still too young, they both blushed with embarrassment.

The editor is a middle-aged woman, and she has also seen big wind and waves. She broke through the scene of the young couple making out and didn't respond. She just reminded her: "You two, go this way."

In the office, Ye Yubei signed the contract.

When the editor checked the first few lines of the contract, he paused and said, "You don't plan to publish under your real name? Are you sure you want to use this name?"

It turns out that the pen name of the work is impressively written with the word "Meng Jue".

Cheng Jue leaned over to take a look, and his heart skipped a beat. Of course he understood the meaning of those two words.

Ye Yubei looked at the female editor, his eyes didn't hide, and he said with a very upright attitude: "I'm sure, because this is the crystallization of love between me and my boyfriend."

"Cough!" Cheng Jue choked on his own saliva, and leaned back in the chair all at once.

The female editor couldn't hold the document firmly, so she hurriedly scooped it up before it fell to the ground.

She breathed a sigh of relief, carefully placed the document on the table, wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist, and sighed: "It's so dangerous, I almost broke the crystallization of your love."

"........."

Before the two left, the female editor noticed that Ye Yubei's eyes occasionally glanced at the propaganda posters nailed to the wall.

It was one of the new books promoted by the publishing house recently. It was called "Yue Ying", and the cover design was gorgeous and ostentatious.

"Wait, let me give you a copy." The female editor smiled at them, took out a brand new book from the cabinet, and said, "This is a new book planned by the editorial department upstairs this year. It's good, you can take it back and have a look." .”

After Ye Yubei got the book, he casually glanced at the author: Chu Sui.

It looks like I've heard of it somewhere, but I don't have a deep impression.

Ye Yubei handed the book to Cheng Jue, and Cheng Jue said: "You read it first, and then give it to me after reading."

After Ye Yubei sent Cheng Jue home, on the subway back, he took out the novel to read. He just wanted to flip through it casually, but in the end he almost missed the stop.

"Yueying" starts with a murder case of a high school female student, tells the choice and fate of a group of high school students, the process is complicated and confusing, and the ending is frightening.

That night, Ye Yubei stayed up until three o'clock in the morning, finishing the book in one sitting.

After Ye Yubei turned the last page, he quickly turned the book to the cover and checked the author's name again.

Damn, there is something about this New Year's Eve.

***

Ye Yubei went to his uncle's house after receiving the advance payment for the manuscript.

The aunt opened the door for him, still lukewarm, casually invited him to sit down, and asked his son to pour a glass of water.

After Ye Yubei put the bank card on the table, the aunt's expression finally changed. She looked at Ye Yubei in surprise and said, "This...what is this?"

Uncle didn't react, he frowned, put down the tea mug with a serious face, and said, "Xiao Bei, what do you mean?"

Ye Yubei lowered his eyes and said, "This is the surgery fee I borrowed last time, please."

He made a lot of money selling materials in the early stage, but it was useless to save it all the time. With the addition of part of the manuscript fee advanced from the publishing house, he could just scrape together [-] yuan.

My aunt glanced at Ye Yubei, then at the bank card, her mouth was wide open, and she clapped her hands for the last time, unable to hide the smile from the corners of her eyes and brows, she was very pleasantly surprised: "You child, you have more births! We all I didn't expect to ask you to pay back the money, why did you come to pay back the money suddenly!?"

It can be said that he said so, but his hand spontaneously touched the bank card and dragged it towards him.

Uncle's expression became a little tense: "Where did you get the money?"

He knew about the financial situation of Fang Wenhui and Ye Yubei's mother and son. Apart from receiving pensions, the family had no income at all.

Ye Yubei told the truth: "It is legal to sell review materials."

My aunt was still stroking the card, she was so precious, she said: "It's really good, it's really good..."

Ye Yubei lowered his head and clenched the cup tightly with both hands. It seemed that there was something difficult to say, but he finally said: "Can you give me another year? I can't afford my mother's medical expenses for the time being. If she needs to be hospitalized later , I hope you can help me...Give me another year, I want to get into a good university, and I will have the ability to make money in the future, so I will pay it back."

When the young man said these things, because he was not proficient, he stumbled a little, and his slender fingers twisted the teacup handle tightly. Anyone could see what kind of psychological pressure he had endured, and he could only speak without sensitive self-esteem.

Ye Yubei never asked them for help.

The living room fell silent.

Only then did the two elders understand that it wasn't that Ye Yubei didn't have any difficulties, it was just that the young man had never dared to speak.

Fang Wenjian's eyebrows gradually tightened, and he suddenly stood up emotionally. The man has always been honest and almost cowardly, and this is the first time he has become so angry.

He thumped the table hard, and said to Ye Yubei: "What are you talking about!? It's only natural for us to help your family! I never thought of asking you to pay back the money after I borrowed it out! You don't study hard, what are you selling blindly?" Review the materials! What money do you make!? Do you look down on your uncle? Do you think I can’t support you mother and son? How many times have I told you, don’t be bored when you have something to do. Can’t you listen? Do these things out!... Do these things..."

As Fang Wenjian spoke, he turned his back, walked quickly to the balcony, and closed the glass door with a "bang".

Through the glass, the man could be seen taking off his glasses, lowering his head, and shrugging his shoulders.

In the past, Fang Wenjian couldn't see that the young man was hesitant to speak. It was just because every time he borrowed money to go out, his wife would quarrel with him, and the house was full of chaos. He pretended not to see Ye Yubei's appeal.

Ye Yubei is so harsh on himself, and his thoughts are so heavy, and there is also a reason why he is an uncle. He can't provide Ye Yubei with a safe growth environment.

He didn't fulfill his responsibility as an uncle, he felt that he was too incompetent.

In the narrow living room, my aunt no longer had the joy of bliss before, and her expression was loose under the baggy clothes.

She just sat there in a daze for a while, put the card back on the table, picked up the kettle and went to the kitchen to boil water.

Before leaving that day, no matter what his uncle and aunt said, Ye Yubei never took back his bank card.

***

After clearing away his worries, Ye Yubei finally approached Liang San and brought up the matter of quitting.

It was still the private room they were familiar with before, and the two sat across a table facing each other. This time, even if Liang San spoke out, Ye Yubei would not move.

Liang San asked, "You don't want to conquer the world with me?"

Ye Yubei's voice was cold, and he told the truth, "I just want to stay by the side of the one I love."

"Student Xiaoye, you disgust me." Liang San narrowed his eyes and said, "You can't imagine the money and power I can bring you."

Ye Yubei answered fluently: "It is not money, power and reputation that can support us to walk independently in the world, but family, friendship, love, faith and justice."

The boy's eyes were clear and firm, even more captivating than when Liang San first met him.

Liang San also became more and more depressed, and only felt that Ye Yubei was the only candidate who fit his eyes, especially now that he was not confused, he liked that look more and more. Let him hate it.

Liang San took a sip of tea, with a feeling of depression in his chest, he said: "Since you have made up your mind, I can't keep it anyway, so before you go, leave a hand."

After the words fell, the man in black behind him offered a knife with both hands and placed it on the table.

Ye Yubei glanced at the knife on the table, calmly took out a large bag of steamed stuffed buns from his schoolbag, and the room was instantly filled with fragrance.

Liang San looked at the white and tender meat buns, and swallowed his saliva reluctantly.

"Without your hands, you won't be able to make buns in the future." Ye Yubei raised his eyes and said softly, "Brother, you are a good person."

Liang San was so angry that he almost flipped the table: "Don't send me a good person card!"

Ye Yubei retreated in the end, Liang San didn't really make things difficult for him, after all he likes all pure and beautiful things, and he couldn't bear to destroy Ye Yubei.

So after Ye Yubei left, he could only swallow those regrets and depressions in his stomach silently, and he swallowed them together, as well as the bag of meat buns.

After everything was settled, Ye Yubei looked at the report card for this semester, stared at it for a long time, and suddenly said: "I'm still one university away."

Cheng Jue: "..."

他看向叶予北的成绩单，语文：24/160，数学：31/200，英语：105/120。

With such a test result, Cheng Jue didn't know which subject to start to comfort him.

At this time, Ye Yubei silently took out a class transfer application form, took out a pen to fill it out, and said in a low voice: "I'd better be a good student, so I won't miss college."

Cheng Jue held down his application form, thought for a while, and said, "If you're not interested in basketball, you don't necessarily have to specialize in it. In fact, if you work hard and pass the culture class, there is hope for you to pass the undergraduate exam."

Although Ye Yubei is a good basketball player, he doesn't have much love for him. Whether or not he takes a specialty determines the direction of Ye Yubei's future development. Cheng Jue hopes that he will think about it again.

Ye Yubei looked up at Cheng Jue and said, "Which school do you want to apply for?"

"Ah?" Cheng Jue said, "No accident, Jiaotong University."

Cangshi Jiaotong University, the top 985 under Qingbei, can be admitted not only by hard work, but also by talent.

Ye Yubei took away Cheng Jue's hand, held it in his own, and continued to fill in the application form. During the filling process, he said: "I can't get into Jiaotong University because of cultural courses, but I can be a good student. Sun Xiangming said that as long as I take part in the next semester In the high school league, Jiaotong University will send me a camp admission notice, and once the culture class reaches the pass line, it will be basically stable.”

Cheng Jue listened quietly, and when he guessed Gouzi's mind, he felt warm in his heart.

"I want to go to Jiaotong University with you." Ye Yubei didn't lift his head, grabbed Cheng Jue's hand and put it on his lips for a kiss, keeping the pen in his hand, and said, "We will not live in the dormitory in the future, and rent a house nearby , I’ll cook you three meals a day, so we don’t have to squat outside for breakfast in the morning, we can finish eating at home, then go to class together, and go home together in the evening.”

"On the way home, I will buy the vegetables for the next day and put them in the green refrigerator. We will raise another little pig, and after dinner in the evening, we will go for a walk with the pig, and after the walk, we will go home to take a shower and sleep. "

"But there is a high probability that I won't be able to sleep when you are by my side. I might want to touch you and do something else. You don't have to hold back your voice at that time. Anyway, there are only two of us at home... Well, let me finish talking..."

"Tell me about your size!"

Cheng Jue was quite moved at first, but the more strange and immersive Ye Yubei said the more he said, the key point was that he said such hot and embarrassing words in such a deep and cold voice, which made his ears sore, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stopped, covered Ye Yubei's mouth and threw him onto the bed.

Cheng Jue said: "Quickly stop your shameless thoughts!"

Ye Yubei pulled Cheng Jue's hand away, looked at Cheng Jue who was riding on him, frowned slightly, and said, "Where is the shame? Is it shameless to cook, shameless to buy vegetables, or raise pigs?" Shameless? Are you unwilling to live with me? "

"No." Cheng Jue blushed, but didn't know how to speak, so he could only moan, "The part where you couldn't sleep..."

"Oh." Ye Yubei didn't see Cheng Jue's displeasure, so he felt relieved. He pulled Cheng Jue over and lay on his body, rubbed his back comfortingly, and affirmed, "That's really shameless." of."

Cheng Jue: "..."