Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

(This chapter has been revised)

After treating his injury, Song Qiaoyang sat on the sofa stiffly. Teacher Zhou tore open the package of strawberry bear biscuits and said, "Eat something first. I'll go cook."

Teacher Zhou didn't give him a chance to refuse and went straight to the kitchen.

The strawberry bear biscuits exuded a sweet aroma. Song Qiaoyang picked up a piece and put it in his mouth without chewing it, letting his saliva soften it and melt it in his mouth bit by bit.

Sweet.

The sweet taste can paralyze a person, and excessive intake can make him greedy if he shouldn't be.

He restrained himself and stopped, eating only the one cookie.

After making a few home-cooked dishes, Teacher Zhou came to the living room and saw that the cookies on the table had not changed. He asked, "Why don't you eat them?"

Song Qiaoyang stood up and answered, "I ate it."

Teacher Zhou ate a cookie, frowned slightly, then smiled: "This thing is too sweet, only girls like Gu Ling like it. If you don't like it, forget it, come and help the teacher serve the dishes, you can eat now."

Song Qiaoyang was stunned for a moment: "Gu Ling?"

There are only four classes in the third grade of junior high school, and most teachers know the students with good grades. Teacher Zhou naturally knows Gu Ling.

"If Gu Ling hadn't come to tell me, I wouldn't know how long you would stay in the corner." Teacher Zhou said, "She gave me the biscuits."

Gu Ling's original words were that the boy in Teacher Zhou's class looked too thin and probably didn't eat well, so he ate some biscuits to fill his stomach first.

Teacher Zhou was worried that Song Qiaoyang would feel uncomfortable because of his classmates' sympathy, so he didn't say too much, just said that the cookies were for Teacher Zhou.

Song Qiaoyang could roughly understand what happened based on the context. He lowered his head and glanced at the bag of biscuits.

During the two brief encounters, Gu Ling brought him food each time, but he had nothing to give in return.

Gu Ling is, and so is Teacher Zhou.

He could only passively accept their kindness but was unable to repay it.

The teacher and student sat at the dining table to eat. Teacher Zhou kept picking up food for Song Qiaoyang, and the food piled up into a small mountain in the bowl.

Teacher Zhou is a very good teacher, calm and reliable. He is a trustworthy adult in Song Qiaoyang's heart and holds a very important position in his heart.

But he was not very close to Teacher Zhou.

The boy always had a lot of concerns in his mind. He was afraid that he would be too troublesome and annoy Teacher Zhou, so he was careful to keep his distance.

After dinner, Song Qiaoyang was about to leave, but was stopped by Teacher Zhou: "Play a game with me." He winked, "I'll let you go after you play the game."

Song Qiaoyang nodded hesitantly.

Song Qiaoyang was taken to the guest room. Teacher Zhou asked him to sit on the edge of the bed and count with his eyes closed, from one to one thousand. After he finished counting, he could go to school for class.

Song Qiaoyang followed Teacher Zhou's instructions and began counting with his eyes closed.

He hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days. The double fatigue of body and mind surged up at the moment he closed his eyes. As time went by, his brain became more and more tired.

Soon, the boy fell asleep.

In dreams, there is no endless beating and hunger, but the faint fragrance of laundry detergent at the tip of the nose and the sweetness of strawberry-flavored bear biscuits.

……

Amidst everyone’s anticipation, the high school entrance examination came to a quiet end.

Gu Ling was admitted to the city's No. 1 Middle School with the first place, and Song Qiaoyang ranked second.

Tuition fees have to be paid starting from high school. The No. 1 Middle School in the city is in the urban area. If Song Qiaoyang wants to study there, he needs to live on campus, which is another expense.

After some negotiation with Song Lao San, Teacher Zhou said that only if Song Qiaoyang successfully registered for admission could he get a scholarship of 20,000 yuan. He also tempted Song Qiaoyang with various school benefits, and finally secured for him the opportunity to study in the city.

This time, he and Gu Ling were classmates.

After a summer vacation, Gu Ling had completely forgotten about a classmate who looked somewhat familiar to him, and calmly welcomed his high school life.

The gap between the city's No. 1 Middle School and Aoki Middle School can be said to be as huge as heaven and earth. Song Qiaoyang's grades are still among the best, but other aspects are really not impressive.

The classmates sang and danced on the stage, played the violin and piano, and were shining. At the very least, they had a few hobbies such as listening to music, reading comics, and playing basketball, but Song Qiaoyang had nothing.

In the city’s No. 1 Middle School, Song Qiaoyang’s identity as an outlier became even more obvious.

The young man carefully hid his sensitive heart, feeling uneasy in this wonderful new world. Under such circumstances, Gu Ling, the only person he was familiar with and who had shown kindness to him, inevitably received more of his attention.

Gu Ling is still the focus of everyone's attention here. She does not sell breakfast here, but has developed a new business -

Homework writing and academic tutoring.

She has done business with both poor and top students, and is always surrounded by all kinds of people.

Song Qiaoyang also wanted to make money, but he knew he couldn't do such a business. After much thought, he decided to work part-time outside the school on weekends.

It was this decision that put his misplaced life back on track.

Today's sky is very blue, with white clouds floating around and a gentle breeze.

During lunch break, most students will choose to go back to the dormitory, and a few will choose to lie on the desks.

The spacious and bright classroom was clean and tidy, and Gu Ling was sleeping on the table.

The sunlight outside fell on her. She frowned slightly but still didn't wake up. Song Qiaoyang walked over and picked up the textbook to block out a small piece of sunlight.

He took out the new mobile phone his biological father had bought for him and secretly took a photo.

It's a very dramatic story. Song Qiaoyang is a rich young man who is living outside. His father happened to be on a business trip here and happened to meet Song Qiaoyang who was working part-time outside.

The play was really absurd, but it only took Song Qiaoyang one night to accept the change of his identity.

He himself was surprised at how accepting he was. Perhaps he had always dreamed of getting rid of his current life, so when it all came true, he accepted it without hesitation.

The Song family lives thousands of kilometers away from here, which means Song Qiaoyang needs to transfer to another school.

Today is his last day at the No. 1 Middle School in the city.

The clock in the classroom moved slowly, and his shadow fell on Gu Ling. There was a photo of Gu Ling in his mobile phone.

At this point, the story of Song Qiaoyang from Dahe Village comes to an end.

Song Qiaoyang returned to the Song family.

The magnificent villa, the noble parents, the exquisite and appropriate clothes, the respectful servants, everything seemed as unreal as a dream.

Song Qiaoyang was in the middle of it and felt that he was also unreal.

In the quiet room late at night, he looked at the photo on his phone and suddenly felt the reality. A strong sense of unwillingness surged in his heart.

He recalled an incident that happened shortly after high school started.

When he went to the bathroom, he accidentally ran into a few boys smoking inside. He frowned and retreated expressionlessly, then went to the bathroom on another floor.

A few days later, he was blocked by those guys in the grove near the school.

The adolescent boys were tall and strong, and they surrounded him fiercely: "You dare to report us, you are tired of living!"

Song Qiaoyang staggered when he was pushed by him, and said calmly: "I didn't do it."

"You were the only one who came in that day. If it wasn't you, who else could it be? You still dare to quibble? Beat me up!"

At this moment, a loud shout was heard: "The teacher is here!"

Several boys panicked for a moment, and the encirclement opened up a gap. The man felt someone kicked him in the butt, and then a gust of wind blew in front of him, and Song Qiaoyang disappeared.

Song Qiaoyang was pulled by Gu Ling to run. His mind was blank and his body instinctively followed Gu Ling's footsteps until his breathing became increasingly difficult and his throat became dry and painful. He then used a little force to pull his hand back.

Gu Ling finally stopped, panting slightly, and said with a bit of disdain: "Your physical strength is too poor, not as good as mine. Next time, no one will take you away. Be smart when you encounter such a thing in the future, okay?"

Song Qiaoyang bent over, supported his knees with his hands, and gasped violently, a little breathless. His head felt a little dizzy and his vision was dim.

Gu Ling felt a little guilty seeing him like this. He waited for a long time and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had gradually calmed down.

so weak.

Gu Ling put a pack of tissues into the side pocket of his schoolbag, said take care and left.

She is very busy.

Song Qiaoyang kept his head down from beginning to end.

He stood up straight after the people walked away, clenched the straps of his schoolbag with both hands, and a strange emotion surged up.

It was sour and bitter, and filled his entire heart with a tingling sensation.

After a long moment, the boy whispered hoarsely, "Thank you."

After that, he knew something was different.

……

The phone screen was turned off due to long periods of non-use. Song Qiaoyang was lying in the dark room, his wildly growing desire engulfing him in the darkness.

He and Gu Ling had no connection to begin with, and after leaving that place, the two might never see each other again in this life.

Never see you again, never see you again, how can I never see you again?

He never asked for anything, nor did he dare to ask for anything. Greedy people often end up with nothing.

But now, he wants to bring someone into his world.

Just let him watch her, just be a shadow, he has always been easily satisfied.

Four years later, Song Qiaoyang followed his father into Star Entertainment to learn management. After gaining a little power, the first thing he did was to sign an artist.

He endured it for four years, but in the end he couldn't bear to see Gu Ling busy every day with the family debt, so he drafted a contract and signed an artist from afar.

She has only worked for Star Entertainment for five years. The company will not accept any notices for her against the artist's wishes. She can do whatever she wants. The company can even pay off her debts in one go and provide a place for her mother.

Although the conditions were very tempting, Song Qiaoyang was still worried that Gu Ling would not be willing to leave his hometown and work thousands of kilometers away.

Fortunately, she finally agreed.

Some things cannot be stopped once they start. From the moment Song Qiaoyang took out the artist contract, he was destined not to just sit there and watch Gu Ling go.

He is the son of a wealthy family and a rising star in the business world. His father taught him how to manage the Song Corporation, but he only has one entertainment company in his eyes, the Star Entertainment that is tied to Gu Ling.

He tried his best to climb up, just to have more say. The higher he stood, the more securely he could protect those who ventured into the big melting pot of the entertainment industry.

In this way, another eight years passed.