Jiangxin Poplar

Years later, Yang Yulang was able to get rid of the wheelchair and replaced it with crutches, but he had to rest after walking for a long time. Jiang Cheng helped him walk slowly for exercise: "Don't worry, it's the same when I walk with you."

Yang Yulang teased a smile: "You go back to school in a few days and don't let others help you. How can I practice harder?"

Jiang Cheng scratched the back of his head: "Then I won't go to school."

Yang Yulang tapped his forehead: "What stupid thing are you talking about?"

When school starts again, the school issued a new rule that all students in the third year of high school must participate in evening self-study.

As soon as the announcement came out, the whole class was filled with mourning, and protests continued one after another.

After Jiang Cheng read the announcement, he immediately went to the head teacher. He put his arms around the head teacher's shoulders, and started talking like brothers, "Mr. Tang, I have something to discuss with you."

Mr. Tang didn't feel unhappy being embraced by his students like this. He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses: "Doesn't your kid want to participate in evening self-study?"

"Oh, you really understand me."

Elder Tang shook his head: "No, I can't be the master of the principal's orders."

Jiang Cheng couldn't help complaining: "That old man..."

"Stop, stop," Elder Tang glanced at him feigning anger, "Do you understand the basics of respecting teachers?"

"Okay, okay," Jiang Cheng said seriously, "For me, the study efficiency of evening self-study is definitely not as good as following my tutor, you are quite clear about this, right?"

Teacher Tang thought about it for a while, "It was indeed your tutor who helped you a lot at the beginning, but I think you can control your studies by yourself now, so don't break the school's unified regulations, it's hard for me to do this. Do."

Jiang Cheng couldn't understand it: "That's okay, I'll go find that shit myself... talk to the principal."

"Don't, don't, don't," Elder Tang held him back, "What can you accomplish by running over in a daze?" He sighed, "Okay, I'll go and talk, can I say it?"

"Thank you, Mr. Tang!" Jiang Cheng helped him adjust his glasses, "Then I will wait for your good news."

After Mr. Tang's hard work and coordination, Jiangcheng still got his wish and didn't need to participate in the evening self-study. This made all the students in the class envious. return.

Elder Tang extinguished their hopes with just one sentence: "Whoever of you can surpass Jiangcheng in grades, I will apply for you."

Jiang Cheng, who has been privileged here, is in a state of fully devoting himself to his studies. He no longer flirts with Yang Yulang from time to time. As Yang Yulang's injury improves day by day, he can even abandon his crutches and walk with a limp. What he can do It became less and less, and he only kissed and touched him at night when he climbed into bed and hugged him. Of course, Yang Yulang was woken up by him several times. Seeing that it affected Yang Yulang's rest, he could only be more restrained.

After a mock exam, Jiang Cheng was lying on the long table in the study to relax, and when he suddenly looked up, he saw a calligraphy and painting that had been framed and hung up. , he changed his mind, and said to Yang Yulang: "Brother, the 100-day countdown has started, please write a picture to encourage me."

Yang Yulang put down the document in his hand: "OK."

With the rice paper spread out and the pen and ink ready, he looked at Jiang Cheng: "What kind of words do you want?"

Jiang Cheng tilted his head and pondered, "Wait a minute," he took the brush, "I'll write one for you first."

Yang Yulang was surprised with a bit of unexpected joy, which shows that he couldn't write for a long time: "What's wrong?"

"Uh..." Jiang Cheng smiled embarrassedly, "My calligraphy is too bad, can you teach me?"

Yang Yulang sighed secretly, and could only stand behind him, hold his hand holding the pen, "You say I'll write." As soon as he opened his mouth, he exhaled warm breath on Jiang Cheng's neck, causing Jiang Cheng's hand holding the pen to tremble slightly. flutter.

After thinking for a while, he said: "The green pines and phoenix trees, the ten miles of cherry blossoms, are not even one ten-thousandth of yours."

Yang Yulang held his hand and wrote something green. After hearing the whole sentence, his hands stopped suddenly, and when he turned his gaze to Jiangcheng, the emotions flashed in his eyes were quite complicated.

Jiang Cheng looked at him for a while, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he licked his lips before saying, "Don't look at me like that."

Yang Yulang hurriedly retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes and wrote a complete sentence according to what he said: "Sign the money yourself."

Jiang Cheng briefly wrote his name, put the written one aside, and put a new one on it: "It's your turn."

Yang Yulang looked at him while writing: "Is there anything you want?"

"Yes," Jiang Cheng stared at him with shining eyes, "Just write three words."

"You said."

"Just write—" Jiang Cheng pressed his hand on the table, boldly said, "I love you!"

Hearing that Yang Yulang's hand trembled, a drop of ink dripped from the tip of the pen onto the white rice paper, he turned his gaze away, "Change to something else."

"No," Jiang Cheng insisted, "You know, these words are the most motivating effect on me, and not only in studies, but also at any time."

Yang Yulang coughed lightly, and picked up a pen to write, "It's not easy to get what you want on paper, but you never know you have to do it yourself."

It failed to meet Jiangcheng's wish.

Jiang Cheng's eyes were full of displeasure, Yang Yulang put down his pen and supported the back of his neck and gave him a long kiss, the kiss was affectionate and lingering, and the eyes he looked at Jiang Cheng when they parted were also gentle enough to pinch water.

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then realized that he immediately picked up Yang Yulang.

The two kissed from the study to the sofa. Although it was fierce, Jiang Cheng was still thinking about his thigh that hadn't fully healed, and still avoided touching it extremely carefully.

After both were released, Yang Yulang looked at Jiang Cheng who was still in good spirits and could fight for [-] rounds, put his arms around his neck and said, "Do what you want."

Jiang Cheng didn't understand at first, but he was surprised and delighted when he followed his gaze to understand, "Really? Really?"

Yang Yulang closed his eyes and nodded.

Jiang Cheng immediately turned over and climbed on top of him, and suddenly heard Yang Yulang groan, and he hurried down again, "Forget it, forget it, you can't be a beast even if you suffocate."

"It doesn't matter," Yang Yulang's face was already flushed, but the light was too dark to see, so he said vaguely, "Just pay attention to your posture."

It's a long life, Jiangcheng can bear it after all this, then he's going to be a goddamn immortal.

The next day when Yang Yulang woke up, it was already high in the sun, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Cheng sitting on the bedside and staring down at him.

"What time is it?" As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was very hoarse, almost breathless.

"It's past ten o'clock." Jiang Cheng touched his forehead, he didn't have a fever, "Why is your voice hoarse?"

Yang Yulang glanced at him, "What do you think?"

Only then did Jiang Cheng smile cheekily. He helped Yang Yulang up, put his arms around him and drank half a glass of water before saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't control myself well."

Yang Yulang glanced at the pajamas he had changed at some time and the clean sheets and pillowcases he had already changed. He couldn't remember the last time of the tossing. He only felt that the whole person was groggy behind him. He vaguely remembered that Jiang Cheng carried him to the bathroom to wash Shower, but the time for washing seems a bit long...

He rubbed his forehead: "Did you ask for leave from the school?"

"No," Jiang Cheng gently massaged his waist, "Today is the weekend."

Yang Yulang propped himself up on the mattress and thought about it, but his whole body was sore and limp. In the end, it was Jiang Cheng who carried him downstairs.

From the moment he opened his eyes to eating breakfast, Jiang Cheng always looked satisfied and refreshed, and pecked Yang Yulang's lips from time to time, as if he couldn't kiss enough.

Yang Yulang covered his face with a book, and told him, "Go to the next door and ask Yi Feng to cancel today's trip."

After a happy weekend, Jiang Cheng, who went to school, ran into Zhou Yan who was downcast.

Zhou Yan said weakly: "Brother Cheng, the mock test results are out, you are the first, do you want to go and see?"

Jiang Cheng was thinking of Yang Yulang in his heart, and he didn't care about anything else, so he whistled: "Whatever you look at, that's it."

"Fuck," Zhou Yan rolled his eyes, "You already knew? No wonder you're so proud."

Of course Jiang Cheng didn't know, but he just smiled and said hello to some of the students who came to him.

Some people can't understand his smug style, and just say "cut" when they pass by.

Jiang Cheng was in such a mood that he didn't care, he still greeted him with a smile.

In the last three months of the college entrance examination, even the air is filled with tension and pressure. There are piles of textbooks and papers, endless key points, endless books, endless questions and endless test papers. .

Only those who have experienced the college entrance examination know how much hard work and energy it took to go through that seemingly short but extremely long period of time.

Jiangcheng has a solid backing, silently motivating him to move forward tirelessly all the time, which makes him feel at ease.

When he is tired from reading, Yang Yulang will rub his temples and let him rest on his shoulders; if his waist and legs are sore, Yang Yulang will massage him gently at the right time; Dim sum stew tonics are on hand…

In life, Yang Yulang provides meticulous care, and he can also give the greatest help in his studies. He can solve almost any problem in front of him. For Jiangcheng, he is the strongest cheat he puts on, and he is invincible and fearless all the way.

The ancients said that bitterness comes with sweetness. Jiang Cheng didn't know whether he had experienced the so-called suffering in life before he met Yang Yulang, but Yang Yulang's appearance really fulfilled his most extravagant wish in this life.

With Yang Yulang's presence, Yan Ying seemed dispensable. She couldn't do anything except cook something delicious and say some words of encouragement when she went home in Jiangcheng, and she was dedicated to repairing the relationship between mother and child in Jiangchi. relationship, and the concern for Jiangcheng is also missing.

Jiang Cheng is used to this. Although his mother keeps saying that she treats the two children the same, when it comes to details and care, she is more inclined to Jiang Chi after all, but she doesn't think so.

Probably the little ones who can make trouble have to be favored!

Fortunately, he has Yang Yulang!