The next day, Wen Liang came to school early and waited for a while at the door of the Foreign Languages Office. Ye Yuting's figure appeared at the end of the corridor. She was wearing a light yellow down jacket, a pure white turtleneck sweater, and dark washed jeans. She looked dignified and elegant, and people couldn't take their eyes off her at first sight.
When she first saw Wen Liang, a long-lost surprise appeared in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by anger. However, her steps seemed to be much lighter, as if she didn't see him. She took out the key and opened the door.
Wen Liang shamelessly followed in and praised, "Teacher Ye, the clothes you are wearing today really suit your figure. Not only are you beautiful and have a good temperament, but your skin is as smooth as a 17 or 18-year-old girl. When we enter the classroom next time, you won't allow the boys to breathe in the air conditioner, and the girls will be staring at the stars. Are you teaching a class? You are just trying to sabotage it!"
Ye Yuting sat down leisurely, crossed her legs casually, and stared at Wen Liang without blinking, which made him feel embarrassed and he shut his mouth obediently.
"Go on, keep talking. If you can really praise me for an hour straight today, I will no longer pursue your crime of skipping classes for seven days."
Wen Liang explained: "The train was stuck on the road, otherwise I would have returned earlier. Besides, it's only seven days, it's at most a violation of discipline, not a crime, right?"
It really makes sense, do you think I'm a fool? Ye Yuting laughed in anger: "Can your train be blocked for seven days? Do you have prostatitis?"
As soon as the words came out, the room immediately fell silent, the atmosphere instantly reached an extremely weird critical point. Ye Yuting's pretty face turned red, she didn't dare to look at Wen Liang anymore, and turned her head to the side. Her shy and regretful look was enough to make people swallow their saliva and bleed from their nose.
Wen Liang didn't expect Ye Yuting to say something like this. He almost burst out laughing, but he still looked serious. He said, "Teacher Ye, you know medicine? I can't get prostatitis on the train, but I've been feeling a little uncomfortable lately. Why don't you find some time to help me take a look?"
Ever since the ridiculous incident with Wen Liang under the table, Ye Yuting had been trying to maintain her dignity as a teacher in front of him. At this moment, she barely suppressed her emotions and said calmly, "I don't know what you are talking about. Go back to class!"
"Teacher Ye, you can't just stand by and watch someone die..."
Several books flew over, and Ye Yuting angrily scolded, "Why don't you leave?"
Wen Liang dodged quickly and ran out the door, unable to hold back his laughter. Ye Yuting's face turned red again. She had no way to deal with Wen Liang, and angrily said, "It's all because of that damn girl Huang Mei. Not only did she find a boyfriend who is a doctor at a reproductive hospital, but she also kept saying those things in my ear every day. I'll tear your mouth apart soon..."
The morning sun had come in from the window at some point, adding a touch of warmth to her body. Ye Yuting sat on a chair, holding her chin with one hand, staring blankly into the distance. She didn't care about what had just happened. Compared to the intimate contact they had had before, this slip of the tongue was nothing.
But why does my face still feel hot when I think of him? Is it because of this ray of sunshine
Of course!
Ye Yuting slowly leaned over the table, resting her head on her arms. Her eyes seemed to contain a mixture of worry and joy, bitterness and sweetness. She looked listless and no longer had a trace of strength left.
Wen Liang's return to class did not cause the slightest stir in Class 3. His presence was already very weak, and the final exams were approaching, so most students were studying so hard as to make fire by drilling two sticks together. No one had the time to pay attention to the presence or absence of a student who often skipped classes.
Except for three people!
Ren Yi grabbed Wen Liang's neck and shouted, "You left home when you were young and returned when you were old. Brother Wen, you've been away for half a month. Are you happy here and don't miss your home?"
Wen Liang said calmly: "I just stored five authentic Beijing roast ducks in the cafeteria..."
Before he finished speaking, Ren Yi, who had been ferocious just now, immediately let go of his hand, and even considerately straightened his ruffled collar, and said with a flattering smile: "A man is determined to leave his hometown, and he will not return until he has achieved fame. Brother Wen is an ambitious person. Let alone delaying seven or eight days, even if it is delayed for seven or eight years, it is what he deserves."
This fellow was arrogant at first but respectful later, and he flattered the emperor fluently. Wen Liang was greatly impressed and waved his hand, saying, "Reward! I'll give you a duck wing!"
"Thank you, Lord!"
Meng Ke wrinkled his nose, chuckled, and said, "A tyrant emperor and a treacherous minister, neither of you is a good person! Susu, don't you agree?"
Ji Su shook his head gently, his clear eyes filled with unforgettable joy, and whispered: "It's great that you're back!"
At lunch, three roast ducks were given to Liu Zhi and Ren Yi's group, and one was given to Ji Su Mengke. Chen Xiaozhen happened to pass by with food and asked to try it, so she followed him. Wen Liang almost forgot about this girl, and didn't care. He took the last roast duck and wandered to a corner of the cafeteria. Xu Yao and Ning Xiaoning were sitting together eating. When they saw Wen Liang put down his chopsticks at the same time, one was as cold as before, and the other was bright and beautiful.
"Guess what gift I brought you?"
Ning Xiaoning pointed behind Wen Liang expressionlessly and said, "If you hide any tighter, the whole roast duck will stick to your butt."
Wen Liang sweated for a moment, quickly put the bag on the table, and then said bitterly: "Coach, you said I don't care about you, I've only been away for a few days, and you, a girl, have learned to say buttocks. It's a misfortune for our family!"
Ning Xiaoning snorted, raised her head high, and said, "Who is your family? People who don't keep their promises and are not upright themselves, do you have the qualifications to control others?"
Xu Yao ignored them, opened the bag and looked inside, then poked with chopsticks, looking like a curious baby. Wen Liang opened his left hand, put his right index finger on his palm, made a truce gesture to Ning Xiaoning, and asked in surprise: "What's wrong? Why are you studying the male and female so carefully?"
Xu Yao smiled, her big eyes rolling around Wen Liang, her long eyelashes blinking, and said, "It doesn't matter whether it's male or female. I just want to see what kind of duck can make someone so confident that he thinks it can offset his fault of being late for breaking his promise."
Wen Liang wanted to die, he clasped his hands together and bowed, saying: "Amitabha, this is a duck that was born under the national flag, grew up in the spring breeze, strolled by the red walls, visited Tiananmen Square, and came from the imperial capital. Look at its back, its butt, and its color. There is only one like it in the world."
Xu Yao propped her chin up with both hands, her eyes curved into a bright crescent, and chuckled, "I'm almost convinced by you, go on, go on!"
Wen Liang picked up the roast duck and pointed the duck's beak towards Xu Yao. His voice suddenly became deep and distant, and he said, "Among millions of ducks, I met the duck you met. In millions of years, in the endless wilderness of time, I met you not a step earlier, not a step later, but just happened to catch up. There is nothing else to say, but to ask softly: 'Oh, are you roasted too?'"
Xu Yao laughed loudly and said breathlessly: "Silly boy, you are in trouble. Xiao Ning likes Zhang Ailing the most. If you dare to tamper with her famous quote like this, I am afraid that even 100,000 roast ducks cannot make up for it."
Would a coach with such a personality like Eileen Chang like her
This was really disappointing. Wen Liang didn't dare to look at Ning Xiaoning, whose face had turned completely black, and hurried away to urinate.
A day passed quickly, and Wen Liang's nerves, which had been tense since he came to Beijing, finally relaxed a little. There was no intrigue, no life-and-death struggle. The sound of his classmates reading aloud echoed in his ears, and the light dance of the young girl flowed before his eyes. Such youth was so unforgettable.
The crowd of people leaving school gradually dispersed. Xu Yao, with her hands in the pockets of her down jacket, wearing a furry hat and a red scarf tied into a small bow, was walking slowly on the other side of the road. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she ran over skippingly.
Wen Liang leaned against the electric pole, looked at the girl dancing in the afterglow of the setting sun, and smiled, "Why are you so late?"
"Two girls in the class had a quarrel and came to me crying to judge the dispute. It took so long until now. Are you freezing?" Xu Yao took off her scarf, stood on tiptoe and hung it around Wen Liang's neck. She stepped back a few steps to admire it, clapped her hands and said, "It's a good match. Here, I'll give it to you."
Wen Liang smiled, straightened her slightly crooked hat, and said, "Let's go. I'll treat you to dinner."
Xu Yao nodded obediently and followed Wen Liang closely. The setting sun shone on the two of them from behind, leaving a pair of long shadows.
Stay together and never leave!
Wen Liang didn't expect Xu Yao to choose Xiangji Kitchen. Since the last time he had a falling out with Xu Ting, Xiangji Kitchen has become a forbidden place for eating. So when he heard Xu Yao's proposal, Wen Liang was stunned for a moment. But he didn't refuse. As soon as he entered the door, the manager with glasses came over and personally took the two of them into a private room.
While waiting for the food to be served, Xu Yao suddenly showed a little sadness on her face and whispered, "My brother is leaving."
Wen Liang remained silent. Of course he knew that Xu Ting was leaving and he also knew why he was leaving, but he couldn't tell Xu Yao these words.
"I don't know why. Is he really angry with me? Otherwise, he is doing well in Guanshan. His family, his unit, and his friends are all there. Why did he suddenly transfer away?"
"Hong Kong Garrison, I can only see Hong Kong on the map, and I measured the distance from Qingzhou to there with my hands... It's very far, really far. He must not want to see me, I know..."
"I received a call from my brother last night. My father was very angry. I have never seen him so angry before... I didn't even dare to tell him. It was all my fault that I didn't listen and hurt my brother's heart. That's why he insisted on leaving Guanshan..."
Xu Yao raised her head, tears streaming down her cheeks: "Wen Liang, am I wrong? I had hoped to let you meet your brother again during the New Year, maybe it wouldn't be like last time, but even this hope is finally gone."
Wen Liang's heart suddenly ached. He grabbed Xu Yao's cold hand and said softly, "Silly girl, he is your brother. He loves you and cares about you. How could he ignore you because of such a small matter? Besides, you don't understand that Xu Ting's joining the Hong Kong garrison is actually a good thing. It has nothing to do with you..."
Xu Yao suddenly opened her eyes wide, her tearful eyes looked very cute, she held Wen Liang's hand tightly and said, "Really?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)