Jiangxin Poplar

Yang Yulang didn't come to the apartment for several days in a row, and he didn't go to Jiangcheng rarely. Most of the time, he just nestled in Tang Yuan's room with his books, playing games and studying without interfering with each other.

Tang Yuan's mother often made some snacks or pickled vegetable cakes, and she also liked to have a few drinks with the two of them at dinner. With so many friends, Tang Yuan's mother was the most tolerant. She seldom commented on her son and the friends he made, and sat down together. A lot of common topics can be discussed.She liked Jiang Cheng very much, and occasionally hoped that he would bring her son with her, but she only said it verbally, probably because she knew how much her son had.

"How many glasses of liquor did you drink with my mother today? Have you had three?" Tang Yuan shook off the quilt and slid into the bed, leaving most of the space outside for Jiang Cheng.

"Skull hurts." Jiang Cheng rubbed his temples, "Your old lady can drink too much, I have to stay away from it in the future."

"Can't hide," Tang Yuan laughed, "She just loves to drink with you."

Jiang Cheng lay on the pillow, "I can't read books today."

"Go to sleep," Tang Yuan turned off the light, "I've been watching it all day, and my hands are sore from doing the questions, it's hard enough!"

Although he was dizzy from the alcohol, he tossed and turned on the bed but couldn't fall asleep.

Tang Yuan played a few rounds of Match [-] games with his back turned to him, and turned to see that his eyes were still open, "Still asleep? Is the light here blocking you?"

"No," Jiang Cheng said sullenly, "I just can't sleep."

Tang Yuan snorted and laughed, "Then don't sleep, get up and make a movie for you to watch."

Jiang Cheng asked casually, "What movie?"

"What are you talking about in the middle of the night?"

With the weak light, he saw Tang Yuan's mysterious face and said: "You must have never seen that one, the thief is exciting, the opening is different, group play!"

Only then did Jiang Cheng suddenly realize that Tang Yuan had already got up, and hurriedly grabbed his arm, "I have a headache, I don't want to watch."

Tang Yuan put away his hand with a smirk, "After reading it, my head won't hurt anymore."

"It's up to you to see for yourself," Jiang Cheng covered his head with a quilt, "I'm not interested."

"Oh shit," Tang Yuan threw off his quilt, "What are you pretending to be, you were the one who came up with the idea of ​​dating a girl last time, and now you're playing the role of being pure-hearted and ascetic!"

Speaking of what happened to Zhao Yu, Jiang Cheng suddenly fell silent, and Tang Yuan suddenly felt that he seemed to have said something that he shouldn't have said, but he didn't understand the situation that time, so he asked him directly, "Last time you talked to Zhao Yu Why didn't Yu do it?"

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng covered his eyes with the back of his hand and said bluntly, "I don't like her."

"When it's all over, can you still care about whether you like it or not?" Tang Yuan felt incredible, and pushed forward to take his hand away, "Did you not know how much you drank at that time? Don't say you drank like that Now, even when you are awake and on a bed, can you still care about the word liking?" He couldn't understand at all, and said, "But it's impossible for a man to do nothing, so what's the matter with you?"

"I..." Jiang Cheng thought for a while before saying, "I asked them out just to confirm one thing."

"what's up?"

Jiang Cheng looked at him, but his eyes seemed to be looking at others through him, and he said after a long time: "Old Tang, I have someone I like."

Tang Yuan was stunned when he heard that, "Who?"

Jiang Cheng paused for another moment before saying, "I'll tell you later."

"Is there someone as tempting as you?" Tang Yuan asked impatiently, "Quickly tell me, who is it?"

"I'm quite uncomfortable about this," Jiang Cheng said with a rare show of weakness, "You let me get ready."

Tang Yuan saw that his expression was not joking, and his words were full of sadness and helplessness, so he nodded immediately, "Okay, just let me know as soon as you want to say something."

The next day, Jiang Cheng returned home, and the house was still noisy. He didn't stay long, and took the porridge his mother prepared for grandpa to the rental house.

After feeding the porridge, I sat on the window sill and read a book. After lying quietly for a few hours, a message came with a "ding dong" in the evening.

He slid it away casually, and the content of the message was "Have you eaten?" After a closer look, the sender was Yang Yulang, and he immediately regained his energy. He sat up straight and quickly replied "Have you eaten?"

Yang Yulang also quickly replied: "I ate at a friend's place, come over?"

When Jiang Cheng saw the last three words, his hands holding the phone trembled slightly. He hadn't contacted him for a few days. If he didn't make himself busy, he couldn't control himself from thinking about him. But Yang Yulang was busy, so he didn't take the initiative to contact him in the past few days. Himself, so receiving such information made him really excited.

He quickly replied: "Okay, my mother made some hair cakes, and the taste is not bad, may I bring them over for you to taste?"

"Ah."

When he arrived, Yang Yulang was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, and a legal program was playing on TV.

Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes to look at Jiang Cheng, and greeted in a low and gentle voice: "You are here."

Jiang Cheng's heart skipped a beat for a while, this slightly lazy voice was so fucking tempting.

After changing his slippers, he went to sit down, put the hair cake in his hand on the coffee table, took out a piece and handed it to him.

Yang Yulang took a sip and praised: "It's very soft and tastes good, thank you mother for me." He glanced at him, "Did you study when you came back?"

"Of course, I dare not relax at all times." When I was traveling in Thailand, I never forgot to read books and do the questions. Naturally, I have to work harder when I come back.

"School will start again soon, and you have a lot of homework to make up. No matter how hard you work, you must pay attention to the balance between work and rest."

Jiang Cheng smiled sweetly and nodded, "Yeah."

Yang Yulang continued: "I'm going to go abroad in a few days. It will take about half a month. I won't be able to catch up with your start of school, but I can't miss the make-up lessons. Let Yunzhou help you make up the lessons. Do you agree?"

Jiang Cheng lost his smile all of a sudden, "Leaving again?"

Yang Yulang nodded, without looking at the complex emotions in Jiang Cheng's eyes, he just said, "Yunzhou will come here, if he doesn't come, you can go to the office to find him at any time."

Jiang Cheng lowered his eyes, staring at the carpet for a certain 01:30 hours without making a sound.

"what happened?"

Jiang Cheng raised his eyes to look at him, then turned his gaze away, "It's okay." After speaking, he stood up, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Yang Yulang watched him walk away quickly, with deep eyes, took the hair cake that was still warm on the table and tasted it carefully, his long eyelashes covered him, and the sweet and bitter taste rushed up.

When Jiang Cheng came out of the bathroom, Yang Yulang had already entered the study. He was leaning against the back of the chair with an open book in his hand.

Jiang Cheng sat across from him, looked at him hesitant to speak, lowered his head, took out the textbook and opened it.

He knew every word in front of him, but he didn't know what it meant when they were connected together. He held the pen in one hand and rested his chin in the other, absent-minded.

After writing a C on the paper with the pen in his hand, he never landed on the paper again, but circled around his fingertips in various patterns.

Yang Yulang raised his eyes several times to look at him, and when he raised his eyes for the fourth time, he said, "Are you turning the pen for me?"

When Jiang Cheng heard this, he immediately stopped his movements, but he still couldn't write half a word for a long time.

Yang Yulang put down his book and sat up straight. He looked directly at Jiang Cheng, his voice was still gentle, "Do you have something to say to me?"

"I—" Jiang Cheng held the pen stiffly with his fingers, lowered his head for a long time before saying in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "I'm just a little bit reluctant."

The voice was too low, Yang Yulang couldn't hear clearly, so he moved closer, "What did you say?"

"I just want to ask," Jiang Cheng raised his head to look at his eyes that were as clear as water and wrapped in gentleness, "Can I call you more often during your visit?"

Yang Yulang smiled brightly when he heard the words, "What kind of thing is this worth worrying about for so long?"

"Just say if you can?" Although the tone was fearless, the fingers under the table holding the hem of the clothes still exerted strength silently.

"Except for work and treatment time, other times are fine." After a pause, he continued, "But we are in two completely reversed time zones, please send me a message as much as possible, I will reply when I see it."

"Hmm~" Jiang Cheng looked at him and asked hesitantly as he lowered his volume, "You...would you find me annoying?"

Yang Yulang looked at his cautiously expectant eyes, his hesitant tone, and the small movements of his fingers that he hadn't noticed, and his heart was filled with bittersweet again. He stared at him for a moment before saying: "Of course not, why do you think so?"

"I'm more used to your teaching," Jiang Cheng explained palely, "I just want to ask you a lot of things I don't understand, so I may bother you often."

Yang Yulang thought for a moment, "If you don't like Yunzhou, I can teach you someone else."

"No," Jiang Cheng hurriedly waved his hands, "I don't have any opinion on Brother Zhou, really, it's none of other people's business, your explanation is the easiest for me to understand, that's why-"

Seeing his eagerness to explain, Yang Yulang felt that he was very cute for a moment, and he bent his eyes and said, "Then you can send it to me, and I will reply you as soon as I have time."

"Okay." With these words, Jiang Cheng finally felt a lot more at ease, and also felt that the last few words had successfully made Yang Yulang feel that he was here for learning, not for anything else.

Only then did he start to concentrate on his studies, and it didn't take long for the hour hand to quietly point to one o'clock in the morning. Yang Yulang accompanied him to rest at around twelve o'clock, and he had already fallen asleep in a daze.

He asked Yang Yulang before making up lessons, and wanted to stay here tonight, Yang Yulang said casually: "From now on, the attic will be yours. You can live here whenever you like, and you don't need to ask for my opinion."

What kind of treatment is this!

He climbed up to the attic lightly, Yang Yulang had always been a light sleeper, he was afraid that loud noise would wake him up.

When he woke up, it was already high in the sun, he jumped up from the bed and slid down the ladder in a panic, startling Yang Yulang below.

"Damn it, Da Pan is leaving today, we promised to see him off, but it's too late."

Yang Yulang said softly, "Be careful, the attic is so high."

Jiang Cheng didn't tell him that he jumped out of the window on the second floor of his house twice in three days, and he was used to it long ago, so this height is nothing.

After he finished washing in a hurry, he picked up his coat and hurried out the door, saying, "Brother, I'm leaving."

Yang Yulang followed him, "I'll drive you off."

"No, I ride faster."

Yang Yulang shook his head, and he couldn't refuse, "It's because you ride too fast that I want to see you off."