Go to my home and do your homework

Qu Liaoyuan was so shocked by the news that he couldn't speak. The euphoria just now, and all the good yearning for the next few years, all disappeared. He was extremely depressed, and this despondency went all the way to the depths of his soul.

In any case, he never thought that he would be stuck in the political trial.

What if Song Ye is banned here?What about Song Ye?What should he do?What should the two of them do?

The two were waiting for the No. 320 bus at the stop outside the west gate of Tsinghua University. It was not long after the Lantern Festival, and it was still in the first month. Beijing was still warm and cold, and the wind was blowing on the face, full of the bitter breath of winter.

Song Ye bumped him with the shoulder, and said in a relaxed tone as much as possible: "Puppy, give your brother to use your mobile phone, there will be no mainland data."

Qu Liaoyuan turned to look at him slowly, but didn't understand.

"I can't go anymore, I need to book a room." Song Ye said to him with a smile.

Originally planned to go to Hong Kong in a day or two, Song Ye lived in a Yi family not far from the Public Security University, and the room was only opened last night. If today goes as expected, he should leave for the south in the evening.

Qu Liaoyuan took out his mobile phone and said, "Let me order it."

Song Ye put one hand on his shoulder and leaned over to look. He opened the Ctrip app, swiped his fingers a few times, and chose the Hilton in Wangfujing.

The two of them lived in this house once. When Song Ye was working as a barista at Starbucks Wangfujing, they watched the midnight premiere of "Pirates of the Caribbean 4" one night. On the 5th, all the nearby fast hotels were full, and finally stayed at the Hilton according to Song Ye's wishes. Qu Liaoyuan murmured for a long time that the room rate was too expensive, which made Song Ye spend at least half a month of coffee in vain.

At this time, Song Ye watched Qu Liaoyuan enter the bank card password, booked two nights, and said, "Your one-month internship salary is gone."

Qu Liaoyuan said: "Then what's the matter, I'm happy."

Song Ye: "..."

Qu Liaoyuan put his mobile phone in his pocket, and suddenly lost his temper again, saying, "What kind of bus is this, is it still coming? Don't wait, let's take a taxi."

He hailed a taxi, sat in the back row by himself, and moved to the left, leaving a seat for Song Ye, and both of them sat in the back row.

The taxi was getting farther and farther away from Tsinghua University.

Qu Liaoyuan kept looking out the window, Song Ye could only see his side face, he seemed to be clenching his teeth hard, and the line of the corner of his jaw became obvious.

Song Ye put his hand on his knee and pressed it.

He lowered his head slowly.

Song Yexin thought, is my puppy about to cry?

Back to Yiyi where I stayed last night, I checked out, took my luggage, and changed to the new hotel I just booked.

The two of them were lying on the sofa by the window, and the other was sitting upright on the computer chair. Neither of them spoke first, each thinking about the same question: what to do next.

The time passed quickly and slowly, and the digital clock on the desk unconsciously showed that it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Are you hungry?" Song Ye said, who was lying down, "Brother is a little hungry."

Qu Liaoyuan looked back at him, and said, "How about eating roast duck? Go to the Quanjude next door. You won't have to wait in line at this point."

Song Ye glanced at the gloomy and windy weather outside the window, and said, "I don't want to go out, it's a bit cold outside."

Qu Liaoyuan said, "Then I'll buy it for you."

Song Ye thought for a while and said, "Then let's go out together."

Having said that, he still lay there without moving, his face was full of tiredness, which was very different from the energy and spirit he had when he set off to Tsinghua University to deliver materials in the morning.

Qu Liaoyuan looked at him for a moment, then got up, squatted down in front of the sofa, looked up at him, with an expression like a puppy wagging its tail in aggrieved manner.

Song Ye smiled at him, and the two held each other's hand tacitly.

"Brother." Qu Liaoyuan said.

"Well, brother loves you." Song Ye said.

Qu Liaoyuan lowered his eyes, raised his head again, and decided to tell Song Ye the result of his thinking.

"If you are rejected by Tsinghua University," he said, "I will not go to graduate school."

"..." Song Ye laughed, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qu Liaoyuan said: "I'm serious, I'm not kidding, I'm not talking nonsense."

Song Ye's smile gradually faded, he sat up, squeezed Qu Liaoyuan's hand, and said, "What are you going to do if you don't go to graduate school?"

"We are going to go abroad together. You concentrate on applying for Cambridge. I'll see what schools near Cambridge can accept me." Qu Liaoyuan squatted there with his head up and was a little tired. He simply knelt on the carpet and continued, "Cambridge is here. I didn’t admit you the first time, because you didn’t prepare well, otherwise, it would be impossible to be rejected based on your conditions, and you can apply again this autumn, it will definitely work, and we will go to study together next year.”

Song Ye: "..."

Not going after postgraduate study will also have a certain degree of adverse consequences for students in ordinary colleges.

The first is the issue of personal integrity. The colleges and universities that have signed the guarantee agreement with them will never open the door to the dishonest person; Research opportunities may also be affected.

The Public Security University itself has its own particularity. If Qu Liaoyuan did this, the nature would be more serious than that of ordinary colleges. His record of breaking the contract would always be left in his files. It is not an exaggeration to say that a four-year police academy is equivalent to a white up.

For public and private purposes, for others and for himself, this decision has a bad impact on Qu Liaoyuan, and it is not like something he can do at all.

If he really did this, he would not only abandon his ideals, but also his principles of life.

"No." Song Ye said.

Qu Liaoyuan said: "OK."

Song Ye raised his voice and said, "I say no!"

Qu Liaoyuan insisted: "I said yes, so it's decided."

The last time he was so stubborn was when he volunteered before the college entrance examination. At that time, his stubbornness was still a little childish. This time, his determination was carefully considered. He was very clear about the consequences and had no idealistic color.

"I know you are afraid that I will regret it in the future, but I won't," he said to Song Ye, "I want to go to the police academy. of."

Song Ye said: "If your Captain Zhang finds out, he will beat you up."

Qu Liaoyuan said: "I...I am very hard to beat."

"Because you didn't register at Peking University, next year it may reduce the number of places recommended for your school," Song Ye said, "Your juniors will hate you to death, and you will become a member of the Public Security District Team and the Public Security University forever. shame."

Qu Liaoyuan: "..."

Song Ye said: "Maybe you can really let go of your regrets, but can you let go of your guilt? Qu Liaoyuan, you will discredit your collective and damage the rights of others. You can't do it, you can't."

Qu Liaoyuan was stabbed in the sore foot by him, his expression was distorted, he let go of his hand angrily, fell back, sat on the carpet, and said, "No, do you have to say that? You think I can't think of it? I don't want to worry about this now, okay? I just want to be with you, I'll go wherever you go, okay? What are you doing? I've already thought about it and convinced myself, you're still here saying Tell me...are you on my side?!"

The two opposing villains in his mind quarreled and quarreled to this result. Now Song Ye seemed to be standing behind the villain who had already lost the quarrel, cheering and cheering, it was so annoying!

"Of course I'm on your side." Song Ye moved his two long legs off the sofa and lined up beside Qu Liaoyuan, as if enclosing him in his own territory, and said softly, "That's why you don't allow it." You make that kind of decision."

The anger in Qu Liaoyuan dissipated instantly, his nose was a little sour, and he said, "Then what should we do? Tell me, what should we do? What should we do?"

He was really about to cry. If Song Ye really couldn't return to Beijing to study because he couldn't pass the political trial, not only the two of them might face the problem of being in a different place again, but also Song Ye would waste the precious time of the whole year, and this It could have been avoided.

"It's all my fault," he said, falling into self-blame, "it's all my fault, if I... what am I? I'm always holding you back, I don't deserve you at all, so don't find me in love from the very beginning , everything is right now! Nothing happened!"

Song Ye almost convinced him of his bad assumption, grabbed the pillow next to him and smashed him up, scolding, "Do you deserve a beating? I'm almost pissed off by the political trial, and you're still pissing me off?!"

Qu Liaoyuan sat on the ground, didn't hide, was hit by the pillow, buried his face in front of his bent legs, and stopped talking nonsense.

Song Ye threw away the pillow, sandwiched Qu Liaoyuan between his knees, and said, "Crying?"

Qu Liaoyuan said: "No."

Song Ye wasn't sure whether he was crying or not, so he didn't ask what happened. After he calmed down for a while, he said, "Brother has told you a secret."

Qu Liaoyuan raised his eyes, the corners of which were a little red, looked at Song Ye carefully, and asked, "What's the secret?"

"Cambridge doesn't want me," Song Ye said, "Imperial College accepted me."

Qu Liaoyuan: "..."

Song Ye said: "If the political review is really difficult, I can only go to IC. The British master's degree is one-year, and I can get a degree next year. When I come back, I will work and wait for you. When you graduate, we will go out to study for a Ph. D. , if you have a master’s degree from Peking University, it will be easier to apply for a doctorate than it is now.”

Qu Liaoyuan sat on the ground as if he had been acupunctured, and was stunned for a while, not knowing whether he understood what he said or not.

"Puppy?" Song Ye cleared things up, he wasn't confused about the road ahead, he opened up his mood a lot, and joked, "It's just that we will be separated for a year, you study hard in Beijing, don't make friends with me, if you... Whoa! What are you doing?"

Qu Liaoyuan jumped up, took the pillow Song Ye used to hit him just now, and hit Song Ye hard on the head.

Song Ye smiled and said while hiding: "Officer Qu, calm down! Violence is not acceptable! Don't break the law knowingly!"

Qu Liaoyuan had smashed enough, threw the pillow away, threw himself on him and hugged him tightly, and shouted, "I'm angry! I'm really angry! You lied to me again! I'm going to beat you to death now!"

Song Ye: "..."

Qu Liaoyuan yelled enough and said, "I'm about to cry."

Song Ye heard his breathing and knew that he was already crying.

The two hugged each other on the sofa for a long time, the weather outside the window gradually cleared up, and the early spring sun shone through the clouds, shining warmly on their bodies.

"I'm starving to death," Song Ye said, "Go eat."

"Go eat the roast duck!" Qu Liaoyuan kissed him like a happy child.

Both of them found that there was gradually a tacit understanding and certainty between them that they didn't have before, which gave them more courage to face all the uncertainties in life. And the soul will be together forever, never separated by space and time.

Three days later, Song Ye received a notice that the political review materials he submitted to Tsinghua University had passed.