On the seventh day of the lunar new year, Ling Song left Beijing with the three members of the Wen family.
Before leaving, Wen Yan called him over and gave him a white jade panlong jade pendant from the Yong'an Dynasty that they bought from an overseas auction last year.
Ling Song saw that the jade pendant turned out to be a nineteenth birthday present given to him by the regent.
After he accepted the jade pendant, he kept it with him until someone sent by the regent sent him poisoned wine. In a panic, he took off this personal item and gave it to Xiao Dezi, letting Xiao Dezi secretly He crawled out of the palace from the dog's path, and went to his master to rescue him.
But obviously it was too late.
He didn't wait until anyone who rescued him was drunk with that glass of poisoned wine.
He never thought that after more than four hundred years, this jade pendant would return to his hands.
The lines on the jade pendant that he had touched many times were exactly the same as in his memory.
Ling Song accepted the things in a complicated mood, and thanked Wen Yan.
Wen Yan patted him on the head: "When you come to Beijing to study in the future, we will cover you."
Wen Ying on the side was noncommittal, and looked away expressionlessly.
Ling Song smiled and said again: "Thank you, Brother Yan."
After getting on the plane, he took out the jade pendant and showed it to Wen Yuanchu.
Wen Yuanchu took it and rubbed it in his hand for a while, and said: "The current auction price of this jade pendant is probably worth tens of millions."
"How much?!"
"It's normal for a jade pendant used by an ancient emperor to cost tens of millions."
Ling Song was frightened.
He now has a deep understanding of the value of money in this era.
Uncle Tang and the others gave him tens of millions of things? … really
Wen Yuanchu returned the jade pendant to him, put on the blindfold, and threw out a sentence: "Maybe you voted for their eyes, anyway, they have money, you just keep it."
Ling Song carefully put the jade pendant back into the box, hugging this hot potato, he didn't dare to move it.
The latter box containing jade pendants worth tens of millions was put on the top of the bookcase at home by him, and he never touched it again.
He gets upset when he sees it, it's better not to see it.
After returning home, his parents would take turns to teach him a lesson, Ling Song's left ear went in and his right ear went out.
Wen Yuanchu went to Beijing to find Wen Yuanchu, and he didn't regret it at all.
In his two lifetimes, he has never made a more correct decision than this one.
Being scolded a few times by family members will not lose a piece of meat.
Anyway, he can now eat Wen Yuanchu's meat from time to time.
After the start of the new semester, Wen Yuanchu still came to make up lessons for Ling Song every night. After the relationship changed, the two would secretly make out from time to time.
Although they don't dare to do anything too outrageous, they still do a lot of kissing, touching and hugging, and occasionally help each other.
Ling Song felt that on a day like this, he would not be changed again if he became the emperor.
His grades are also steadily improving. In the first monthly exam in the second semester of the second year of high school, he finally entered the top 500 in his age ranking.
By the time the senior high school entrance examination was due, another fifty had been advanced.
In the past, Ling Song was almost at this level every time he took the exam.
Ling Song deeply felt that he was a genius.
Wen Yuanchu is also a genius, so he and Wen Yuanchu are a perfect match.
At the end of the second semester of the second year of high school, Ling Song had a whim and insisted on learning to swim.
The reason is that during the May Day holiday, their family went to the island to play. Even Ling Chaochao, a kid, could jump happily in the sea. Only Ling Song carried a swimming ring and was ordered to float no more than two meters away from the beach. , Ling Song felt very humiliated.
Later, in the swimming competition in the school, Wen Yuanchu made another big splash, and won the first place in the school amidst the cheers of the girls.
Not only that, but his topless appearance was also seen by others.
Ling Song was very angry.
Although he was the one who encouraged Wen Yuanchu to compete, he felt that he was at a loss for being seen by others.
So he also wants to learn to swim.
He can't be the only one who suffers.
Wen Yuanchu didn't expose his small thoughts, but reminded him: "You forgot how you lost your memory in the first place? Your parents didn't allow you to learn this."
Ling Song immediately retorted: "Before I almost drowned because I couldn't swim, I have to learn, you teach me."
And he has another thought
He and Wen Yuanchu can only make out once in ten days and half a month, and Wen Yuanchu is very serious.
Teaching swimming in the water flesh to flesh, wouldn't he be able to touch as much as he wanted
Wen Yuanchu agreed, and took him to the children's swimming area of the playground, where the water depth was less than Ling Song's thigh.
"Practice holding your breath first."
"Do you have to be here?"
"must."
No matter how Ling Song protested, Wen Yuanchu insisted.
Just practice, he said he wants to learn to swim, so it's not easy to go back on what he says.
Ling Song closed his eyes, carefully took Wen Yuanchu's hand, and slowly submerged in the water.
He was actually nervous.
At the moment when his nose entered the water, his heartbeat almost reached his throat.
Many random memories suddenly popped up in my mind, but I couldn't grasp them and ran away in an instant.
After less than three seconds, Ling Song broke through the water and choked with two peeps.
Wen Yuanchu: "... Do you still want to learn?"
"study!"
Ling Song shook his wet head, becoming more and more frustrated, recalling the picture that appeared in his mind just now, and carefully sank into the water again.
This time I persisted for a little longer, and after getting rid of those chaotic thoughts, the subconscious fear also receded.
Actually, it's not that scary...
The first time was raw and the second time was cooked. In less than half an hour, Ling Song was able to spit bubbles in the water and open his eyes.
Also addicted to playing.
Wen Yuanchu picked him up from the water and hugged him: "Let's rest for a while, and I will teach you how to keep your body balanced and lie on the water later."
Ling Song put his arms around his neck with a smile, if there weren't too many children around, he would stick up and kiss Yuanchu.
But it's the bastard who doesn't take advantage of it.
Quickly chirped Wen Yuanchu's face, before he could react, Ling Song let go of him, and said cheerfully, "Come on, don't stop, let's continue."
This time he was much more courageous, Ma Liu sank into the water, and was dragged out by Wen Yuanchu for a full half a minute.
Wen Yuanchu frowned and reminded him: "Don't be brave, do what you can, and don't be self-righteous."
"Understood, Yuanchu father." Ling Song was taught happily.
Later, they switched to an adult pool with deeper water. After all, Ling Song was 1.8 meters tall, so he couldn't stretch out in the children's pool.
Wen Yuanchu supported Ling Song's hands and asked him to try to float in the water with his toes off the ground.
"Don't be afraid, keep your body balanced, and breathe according to the method I just taught you."
Ling Song is not afraid, except for the instinctive fear of water at the beginning, it seems that he has no fear after learning to hold his breath.
Holding hands by Wen Yuanchu, he floated on the surface of the water, his restless paws still haven't forgotten to scratch Wen Yuanchu's palm.
"You are not allowed to desert." Wen Yuanchu grabbed his hand and lectured him with a straight face.
Ling Song raised his head in the water and smiled at him: "Don't be so serious."
Wen Yuanchu frowned even tighter: "If you don't concentrate, I won't teach you."
"Don't, I'll concentrate on studying."
"Okay, let me try to let go of my hand later, you have to float your body yourself, you can't borrow the strength of my hand."
Whether it was teaching reading or swimming, Wen Yuanchu didn't care about Ling Song, a student.
"Decree!"
Ling Song finally got serious.
Wen Yuanchu let go of his hand slowly, without a support point, he couldn't help beating his heart again.
Fortunately, Wen Yuanchu didn't go far away, he was right beside him and could be touched at any time.
"Relax, relax your body."
He probably does have some talent in swimming, and it didn't take him too hard to learn.
After trying a few times, I have already mastered the trick, and I can float on the water well without the help of external force.
Ling Song heaved a sigh of relief, it wasn't too difficult.
Later, he gradually became more courageous, and was no longer satisfied with floating motionless. Before Wen Yuanchu taught him, he wanted to try to swim forward, but was stopped by Wen Yuanchu.
"Step by step."
Ling Song dropped his toes back to the bottom of the pool, wiped the water off his face, and laughed at him: "Wen Yuanchu, why are you more nervous than me?"
Wen Yuanchu reminded him in a deep voice: "I'm doing it for your own good."
Fine.
Wen Yuanchu refused, so he could only continue to practice floating.
Wen Yuanchu stood beside him, staring at him intently.
After a while, a child came up by the pool, staring longingly at the ball that fell into the middle of the pool.
The child walked up to Wen Yuanchu and begged him in a low voice: "Brother, my ball fell into the water, can you help me retrieve it?"
The child was only four or five years old, squatting on the edge of the swimming pool, and there was no adult around him. If Wen Yuanchu refused, he probably planned to go into the water by himself.
Wen Yuanchu didn't say anything, just swam directly to the center of the pool and brought the ball back.
The child smiled, took the ball and hugged it in his arms, and thanked Wen Yuanchu: "Thank you brother."
Wen Yuanchu lightly pursed the corners of his lips, and said "um".
After the child left with the ball in his arms, he turned around, and Ling Song, who was originally floating on the water, had disappeared.
Wen Yuanchu's pupils shrank suddenly, he shouted "Ling Song!", and quickly looked around, his eyes swept over everyone in the swimming pool in an instant, and there was no Ling Song.
Wen Yuanchu sank into the water, looking around in a panic.
No no.
Nowhere!
Until a figure jumped up and hugged his neck violently.
Wen Yuanchu grabbed him tightly and led him out of the water.
Ling Song wrapped his arms around Wen Yuanchu's neck and hung it on his body, laughing happily.
"Surprise!"
Wen Yuanchu's complexion was extremely ugly, water droplets trickled down his wet forehead, rolled into his cold eyes, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke: "... what are you doing?"
Ling Song was taken aback.
Wasn't he just joking with Wen Yuanchu? How did this person react so much.
Letting go of his arms, Ling Song said anxiously: "... I just squatted under the water and hid, just to tease you."
"Do you think it's fun?"
Wen Yuanchu's voice suddenly rose.
Ling Song opened his mouth, unable to speak.
Wen Yuanchu was angry. When Ling Song was in a daze, Wen Yuanchu had already stepped out of the swimming pool and went ashore, Ling Song's heart beat and he hurried to follow.
After catching up with Wen Yuanchu, Ling Song put his arms around his arms and dragged him back: "Don't go, don't go..."
Wen Yuanchu looked at him in a blink of an eye, Ling Song pleaded and admitted his mistake softly: "I was wrong, Yuanchu father, I was really wrong, don't be angry with me."
Wen Yuanchu didn't make a sound, his gaze was still cold.
"I was really wrong. I shouldn't be joking with you like this, I shouldn't scare you, I shouldn't be self-righteous, I'm sorry."
Ling Song apologized obediently. Although he felt that Wen Yuanchu's reaction was a bit too much, he didn't dare to make him more angry.
After a moment of stalemate, Wen Yuanchu rolled his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Go home."
On the way back, Wen Yuanchu didn't speak again, Ling Song quarreled with him for a while, seeing that he had made up his mind to ignore him, his interest was fading, so he also shut up.
Wen Yuanchu sent him to the door of his house, said "Hurry up for dinner", and went back to his home.
Ling Song stood where he was, watching him walk into the house, curling his lips.
It's really troublesome for his boyfriend to be so awkward and difficult to coax.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Wen Yuanchu came to Ling's house to teach Ling Song.
The second semester of the second year of high school is about to end in one month. Ling Song's grades in these monthly exams have stabilized at the age of more than 300, and his study progress has almost kept up. Ten years.
There is only less than a month for the summer vacation between the second and third year of senior high school. Wen Yuanchu has already made a detailed plan and plans to use this month to help Ling Song consolidate his knowledge.
Of course, he hasn't brought out the schedule yet, otherwise the kid would have pouted and complained about him.
Ling Song sat straight at the desk today and waited for Wen Yuanchu, not daring to be lazy, before Wen Yuanchu came, he had already finished the exercises assigned by the school.
Wen Yuanchu sat down, and Ling Song pushed his exercise book in front of him with a flattering face, and showed him: "I have finished all the work, only one question was wrong, and I have corrected the answer."
Wen Yuanchu glanced at the exercise booklet, then at Ling Song, his expression softened a lot compared to that in the afternoon: "Let's go to class."
It was rare for Ling Song to be a good student obediently all night, neither slacking off, nor distracted by taking advantage of Teacher Wen, and his learning efficiency improved by leaps and bounds.
At half past ten, Wen Yuanchu closed the book and said, "That's all for today."
He stood up, Ling Song quickly took his hand, looked up at him helplessly: "Wen Yuanchu, you are still angry with me, it's been a whole day, don't be so stingy, I've already admitted you were wrong .”
Wen Yuanchu looked back at him, Ling Song smiled at him.
After a while, Wen Yuanchu reached out and squeezed his face hard: "I'm not angry with you."
He was just mad at himself.
Furious at being incompetent.
Ling Song was not well protected before.
Ling Song heaved a sigh of relief, and finally coaxed him well.
"You're really not angry anymore?"
"Um."
He jumped up and hung on Wen Yuanchu: "Let's go, let's go out for supper, anyway, tomorrow is Sunday, it doesn't matter if you go to bed late, let me indulge one last time before the final exam."
Wen Yuanchu endured it and did not spoil his interest.
Walking out of the house, the moonlight is just right and the sky is full of stars.
Ling Song's mood, which had been suppressed for most of the day, suddenly rose, and he kept his chatterbox open all afternoon, endlessly.
Wen Yuanchu listened to his chattering and laughing, and answered a word or two from time to time.
That boredom finally dissipated.
On the 281st day since he came back, I had a bit of an unpleasant fight with him today, and I may have overreacted.
I also don't like the way he looks at me cautiously, reminding me of those bad memories from the past.
I was so happy for so long, I almost forgot.
Really can't be happy today.