Quiet year

book. " Without waiting for Ling Yuyang to speak, he grabbed Xiao Su and went back to the room.

"Brat!"

The door snapped shut.

Xiao Su patted Ling Jingyang, with a helpless tone: "I don't want to read anymore, I should go home."

Ling Jingyang didn't speak, and looked up at the clock on the wall. It was 07:30, whether it was early or late.

Ling Jingyang remained silent with a cold face.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Su was not in a hurry, he pulled a chair over and sat down, as if he wanted to have a long talk.

Ling Jingyang also sat down on the edge of the bed.Okay, are you really going to have a long talk?

The two sat opposite each other in silence for a long while without feeling embarrassed.The snow seemed to be falling again, rustling.

Xiao Su looked at the young man in front of him, with his head slightly lowered, his head was hairy, his eyelashes were very long, and under the projection of the light, half circles of black shadows were left under his eyes.This person usually looks deserted, but he knows that is just an appearance. He obviously looks like a child a lot of the time, but others can't see it.

Xiao Su watched, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.Ling Jingyang raised his head and saw him smiling at him, his brows and eyes were full of tenderness, his heart fluttered, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Su smiled, "It's nothing." He stretched out his hand and pulled the schoolbag over, put it on his back, "I'm home, today, thank you."

"..." Ling Jingyang stood up and opened the door. Outside the door, Ling Yuyang was no longer there. The living room was dark. He knew that it was the same outside, and the Xiao family was the same. He looked back at Xiao Su and said, "I'll take you there."

Xiao Su grinned hoarsely: "A few steps, as for?"

"You are not afraid?"

"What are you afraid of? Ghosts? I am a dignified seven-foot man..."

"You are 1.7 meters eight."

"..."

Early in the morning, Cheng Fei felt restless.He went to the toilet five times during the four to ten minutes of self-study in the morning.Tian Jiangbai couldn't see it, and turned back to knock on the table: "What's wrong with you? Diarrhea?"

"No. Xiao Su was late today, and Ling Jingyang didn't come. Do you think it's snowing too much? What happened?"

Tian Jiangbai glanced at him: "Crow mouth!"

Cheng Fei was in a hurry: "There will be no accident, right?"

Looking at the expression on his face, Tian Jiangbai knew that he was already imagining the scene of the car accident, and curled his lips, "It will be fine, isn't it just late? I have never seen you worry about being late before other students."

Cheng Fei sighed: "Hey! Hey! You don't understand, you don't understand."

Tian Jiangbai took a copy of his word book: "Fuck you, I don't understand, yesterday Yanrui took you to ride a bicycle and fell down, and there are sequelae. Do you think I don't know anything?"

Cheng Fei was shocked: "Did you see it?"

"That's not right, hey, Yan Rui is protecting you, knocking on the forehead..."

Cheng Fei grabbed his collar and frantically said, "You didn't come to help when you saw it! I just hide and watch me make a fool of myself, right! Good brother, good brother, I'll destroy you!"

"Wait, wait, listen to my explanation, listen to my explanation, I saw it, I saw it on the taxi, the taxi can't stop on that road!"

Cheng Fei let go angrily, kicking his chair to vent his anger.

The two were fighting amidst the sound of reading aloud, not abruptly.

The classroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Ling Jingyang came in hurriedly. The winter chill and the coldness of the snow had diluted a little of the stale heat in the classroom.He was seldom late, but this sudden appearance seemed to scare everyone. There was a sudden silence in the class, and someone in the front row asked, "Why is the school committee late?"

"Didn't you get caught?"

The squad leader stopped him: "Why are you late? Where's Xiao Su?"

Ling Jingyang ran all the way, exhausted enough, wanted to rest for a while, rushed to the seat, heard the word "Xiao Su", finally regained consciousness, looked up but couldn't find the person.

The squad leader patted him: "Jing Yang? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, it's too snowy to ride a bike."

"Why didn't you come with Xiao Su today?"

"I overslept, so I didn't call him." Ling Jingyang looked around blankly, just in time to meet Cheng Fei's gaze, and there were only three words in his eyes - where is Xiao Su?

He suddenly panicked, shook his head, and said in a low voice, "I don't know either."

The whole morning, Ling Jingyang didn't do a single question, the draft paper was messed up by him, and he didn't know what to write.

During the class break, the front desk turned around with a book in his arms to ask a math problem. Seeing that he was absent-minded and seeing the miserable manuscript paper, he asked, "Academic committee, are you okay? There is an exam tomorrow, are you nervous?" The front desk It's a girl named Wen Xuerou, as her name suggests, she looks fair and clean, and she speaks softly.

Ling Jingyang's mind was in a mess, he just shook his head slowly and said, "I'm fine."

"Why don't you ask for leave and go home, and set up the examination room in the afternoon, so you don't have to come if you take a leave of absence."

Wen Xuerou said it casually, but Ling Jingyang, who was originally gloomy, was slightly taken aback, and when he raised his head, his eyes seemed to light up a little.Ling Jingyang nodded at Wen Xuerou, packed his schoolbag in twos and twos, and then walked outside the classroom while taking out his mobile phone to call the head teacher.If you want to say that the most obvious advantage of model students is that it is easy to ask for leave.Ling Jingyang hung up the phone and ran out of the school.

Xiao Su lay on the bed, groggy, his whole body seemed to be pressed by something, so heavy that it was difficult to turn over.A lot of pictures appeared in front of his eyes interlacedly, and he didn't know whether it was reality or a dream.

It seemed that there had been a heavy snowfall. He was lying in the snow, and the white and crystal snowflakes fell on his body and hair.You can’t see the snow scene clearly from this angle, but you can see the shape of the snow clearly. The hollowed-out rhombus is really beautiful, but it’s also very cold.

He tried hard to open his eyes, trying to break free from the shackles. While struggling, an anxious voice came from his ear, "Xiao Su, Xiao Su, Xiao Su, wake up..."

Xiao Su slowly opened his eyes, and in front of him was Ling Jingyang with an anxious face.

Come back to life, he thought, struggling to elicit a smile, "Ling Jingyang."

Ling Jingyang's eyes were sore, he never knew that there were people in this world who could make him lose his composure like this.

He broke into his house in a hurry, saw him lying half asleep, half unconscious, breathing weakly, his heart ached fiercely, the anxiety at first turned into pain, the pain was almost unbearable for him .

"It's so cold." Xiao Su moved, slowly rolling his body into a ball.

"Is it cold?" Ling Jingyang put his hand into the quilt tentatively, and found that the temperature under the quilt was very high, and then touched the man's forehead, feeling the scorching heat in his palm.

Ling Jingyang hugged him up without saying a word, "You have a cold, I'll take you to the hospital."

"Wait," Xiao Su quickly stopped him, "I'm fine, don't worry, let me take it easy."

Ling Jingyang hugged him through the quilt, heard this, but did not let go, and whispered: "You have a fever."

The young man's face was flushed, he was hugged in the quilt, he was unbelievably weak, but his eyes were still clear, Ling Jingyang looked at it, his heart was full of pain.

Seeing his worried face, Xiao Su comforted him, "It's really all right, I'll rest for a while, and I'll get up later."

Ling Jingyang knew that Xiao Su had become a doctor after a long illness, and although he was weak, he was very determined when he spoke, so he didn't say anything anymore, just sat on the bed with his arms around him, no one spoke for a while, and the room was quiet.

Although Xiao Su had just woken up, he had a dream and was very tired. Now being held by Ling Jingyang, he suddenly felt at ease, and just fell asleep again.

Ling Jingyang saw that his face was reddish, which was clearly caused by a fever. He hadn't seen the disease yet, but he began to doze off again like a chicken pecking at rice, and he couldn't laugh or cry.Originally he was hesitant to let him take the medicine before going to sleep, but seeing Xiao Su's sleeping face at this time was not as painful as before he woke him up just now, but very quiet, with a faint look of exhaustion lingering between his brows, Then give up.

Xiao Su woke up on the hospital bed. When he woke up, it was getting late.

Beside the bed, Yang Qingwan was staring at him worriedly. Seeing him waking up, her face relaxed slightly: "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

"It's better." Xiao Su sat up with his head on his head, looked around, and saw that there was no one else in the ward except his own mother, so he asked, "Mom, where is Jingyang? Before I fell asleep at home, he always there."

"He went to fetch water." Yang Qingwan put on his coat and said, "It's good that Jingyang informed me this time, otherwise you will be in danger."

Xiao Su remembered that he had woken him up in time before, a small change in his heart flashed, and he nodded: "Yes, it's a good thing he's here."

Ling Jingyang poured hot water and came in from the door. Seeing that Xiao Su had woken up, he finally let go of the big stone in his heart, and hurried forward, "Xiao Su, how is it?"

"It's much better." Xiao Su smiled lightly, then he turned his head and asked Yang Qingwan again: "Mom, when will you be discharged from the hospital?"

Yang Qingwan shook her head, a little helpless: "I just want to leave the hospital, the doctor asked me to stay in the hospital for observation for a period of time."

When Xiao Su heard this, he immediately turned into a bitter face, and complained softly: "It will suffocate me to death."

Ling Jingyang looked at it, couldn't help feeling funny, and comforted him: "It's okay, I'll accompany you."

Yang Qingwan knew that the two children had a good relationship. She liked Ling Jingyang's tranquility before, and Ling Jingyang's timely notification saved Xiao Su's life. Now she can't wait to treat Ling Jingyang as her own child, and she no longer greets him very politely. He said, "Jingyang has already said so, you should rest at ease to recuperate."

I don't feel at ease to recover from illness, Xiao Su thought to himself, and agreed.

Being admitted to the hospital again, Xiao Su was full of complaints. Fortunately, Ling Jingyang's "I'll accompany you" was not meant for fun. Since the winter vacation began, he came to the hospital from time to time. Sometimes there were Cheng Fei and others, but Cheng Fei had to make up lessons. More, come less.Xiao Su missed the final exam, and the school asked for a re-examination. This happened to remind a certain school bully that the person in front of him should also make up his lessons, so he came with his books the next day.

"You're still sick, don't read too much, but it's better to read a little every day than nothing." Ling Jing said, first handing over the album borrowed from Cheng Fei.

Xiao Su flipped the pages and asked in surprise, "Look at this?"

Ling Jing raised the queen queen in his hand, "Look at that first."

Xiao Su: "..."

After bringing over the review materials, Ling Jingyang spent more and more time in the hospital, even Yang Qingwan couldn't help being curious. This morning, she brought the soup that she had made early in the morning to the door, and found that Ling Jingyang was already in the ward. She was extremely surprised : "Jingyang, why are you here so early?"

Ling Jingyang put down the things in his hand and said, "Last night was too late, I didn't go back."

"Is this okay? Xiao Su returned to his illness, we have been used to it for so many years, it doesn't matter if no one is with you at night, besides, grandma will be worried."

"It's okay. I've already told her. It just so happens that my aunt will come these two days. I'm not afraid that no one will accompany her." Ling Jingyang explained.

Yang Qingwan originally thought that Ling Jingyang's words at the beginning were just to comfort Xiao Su, but she didn't expect this young man to implement it so thoroughly.She looked at her son who was still asleep, and then at the skinny young man in front of her, her heart was filled with emotion.

Although Ling Jingyang stayed in the hospital most of the time, he didn't have much communication with Xiao Su. The main reason was Xiao Su's health that went from bad to good. He said before that he came to accompany him because he was afraid that Xiao Su would be bored. Looking at it now, he was afraid that he would be bored. The person is Ling Jingyang.

Xiao Su's condition is not very good today, he has been falling asleep, Ling Jingyang has nothing to do, so he sits in front of the hospital bed and guards.Yang Qingwan was on the sidelines using a laptop to handle the company's affairs. Seeing him like this, even if he treated him like his own son, he was embarrassed: "Jingyang, are you bored? Do you want to go out for a walk?"

"No, that's fine."

"Are you worried about Xiao Su? He has always been like this, it's fine." Yang Qingwan said in relief.

Ling Jingyang nodded, and after a while, he suddenly raised his head and asked, "Has he been like this since he was a child?"

"Yeah," Yang Qingwan smiled, put down half of the work in her hand, and said, "When I was pregnant with him, he was too young, and it wasn't very obvious after seven months. Well, sure enough, Zou Baba was thin and thin when he was born, and the doctor said that he might not live for half a month." Speaking of these, she cherished it very much, with a faint smile on her face.

Xiao Su would also laugh like this, when he smiled, it was clear and shallow, and it was so pretty.

Yang Qingwan continued: "At that time, his father and I were also very desperate. I never thought that he would survive. Look at his current appearance, he is no different from his peers, right? This is because he is sensible. If he has other children Half willful, probably not like this now. He was very sensible when he was a child, as if he knew that his poor health would cause trouble to his parents, and he rarely cried. Over the years, he has never made me angry. Every time he went to the hospital, he would He is very resistant, but he won't show it. I don't even know how he restrains himself, after so many years, he has become a habit." Yang Qingwan's voice was a little choked, and there was a glint of light in his eyes.

How can she not understand Xiao Su's thoughts, but after so many years, they are used to it, so they just live like this.

Listening to her just like this, Ling Jingyang felt mixed feelings in his heart. He had envied Xiao Su before, and now he knew that this person was not better than him. Looking at that person's pale face, his heart suddenly softened into a mess.He has always felt that that boy deserves everyone's love, but he didn't expect that person to be so cautious when accepting love.

"He has no friends all the time, so I thought, I will love him well in my life, as long as he is happy, it doesn't matter if he has friends or not." She sighed and looked at Ling Jingyang: "Jingyang, Xiao Su can have a friend like you , may be all the blessings in his life."

"Auntie, you are also his blessing."

☆、Chapter 10

Xiao Su was in a coma all day, not knowing what kind of conversation his friend had with his mother, the only thing he noticed was that after that day, his mother seemed to be more at ease in entrusting him to Ling Jingyang to take care of him.In the past, when Ling Jingyang stayed in the hospital for a long time, his mother would feel embarrassed and would let him go back or go out to play. Since that day, he didn't seem to have heard his mother say such things to Ling Jingyang.

"Mom, Jingyang was always there when I fell asleep?" Xiao Su asked Yang Qingwan while Ling Jingyang was going home.

"Yeah, let's not go anywhere, not even play with the phone, that child is really strange."

"Well...I sleep too long a day. He must be scared and worried about me too much. Mom, please enlighten him more."

When Yang Qingwan heard this, she looked at her son with a weird brain circuit for a long time, and then said, "You are still sick, what are you worrying about?"

In the winter afternoon, the sun was rarely warm, Xiao Su leaned on the bed, staring out the window in a daze.He was already thin, but with this disease, he was so thin that only his bones remained. He was wearing a white and blue hospital gown that was baggy.

There are many people basking in the sun on the grass outside the window. Xiao Su used to like to go outside for a walk. Not only did Yang Qingwan allow him to go out of the hospital gate, but now he suddenly has no desire to go out.

The door of the ward was always closed, and occasionally someone pushed it open, and it was only a nurse or a doctor.

After staring at the door for 5 minutes, there was still no movement, Xiao Su was a little disappointed, and turned his head around again.

Yang Qingwan looked at his sleepy look, then looked at the closed door, as if she understood something, she asked with a smile, "Are you waiting for Jingyang?"

"Huh? No." Xiao Su smiled, don't turn his head too far to prevent his mother from seeing the embarrassment of being told what's on his mind.

Yang Qingwan couldn't see his cover-up, and said: "I heard from Grandma Ling that Jingyang's father will come to see him today, so he probably won't be able to come."

"I didn't hear him say that?"

"You're sick, maybe he doesn't want you to worry about it."

"Well……"

"So, don't wait any longer. If you don't know what you look like, you think you are waiting for your girlfriend."

"Ah? No..."

"I know not, what are you in a hurry for?"

"..."

At this time, Ling Jingyang was sitting on the sofa, the sky was not yet dark, but the lights in the room were turned on, and the lights clearly reflected the wrinkles on the face of the man across the table.

Ling Yuyang sat next to him, contrary to his usual warmth, with a cold face and a stern expression.

The father and son just sat there.

"Follow me back." Ling Guangmao said.

Ling Yuyang looked at him and shook his head: "I don't want to go back."

"What are you doing here?"

"Why should I go back? I won't say anything when you come back after marrying a woman, but I don't agree with you wanting to tear down Grandpa's study."

"It's just a study, why are you so childish?"

Ling Yuyang sneered.

Ling Jingyang sat aside and listened to the quarrel between the two, motionless like a wooden man, his eyelashes flickered when he heard the words of grandpa's study, and said: "Bring grandpa's books here."

Ling Yuyang turned to look at him, his eyes were full of astonishment: "Yangyang."

Ling Guangmao looked at Ling Jingyang contemptuously: "Now you know how to compensate your stepmother?"

Ling Jingyang looked up at him with a complicated expression.

This man is obviously his father, but he has done all kinds of disgusting things in front of him alone.Out of a child's affection for his father, his reply has always been avoidance and doubt, but this cannot avoid his father's disgust for him.

Ling Jingyang said in a low voice: "I didn't feel sorry for her."

Ling Guangmao laughed angrily: "Yeah, you didn't feel sorry for her, but what about your mother, because of you, she just disappeared like that, do you feel sorry for her?"

"Shut up!" Ling Yuyang couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the table hard, "Dad, how long are you going to blame him?"

"I blame him? Why do you think so? If it weren't for him, you would have a biological mother."

"Dad, please be sober." These words were close to begging.

Ling Jingyang got up in vain, and said coldly: "Okay, you guys go out and argue."

Ling Guangmao looked at the two brothers who were not in a good relationship, and his face was cloudy. After a long time, he slowly got up, "Only you can get home before tomorrow night." These words are reserved for Ling Yuyang.

Silence returned in the living room, and the sound of two breaths was light and shallow, appearing and disappearing from time to time.

After a while, Ling Yuyang pulled Ling Jingyang to sit down and said, "Yangyang, you..."

Ling Jingyang broke away from his hand: "I'll go to the hospital to see Xiao Su." After saying that, he walked away.At this moment, he suddenly missed that person who was as warm as sunshine.

"Ling Jingyang." Ling Yuyang roared behind him: "Ling Jingyang, you are an idiot."

Ling Jingyang paused and left.

Xiao Su originally thought that Ling Jingyang would not come this day, but at nine o'clock in the evening, the door of the ward was pushed open again, Xiao Su thought Yang Qingwan had forgotten something, so he got up to look.

"Mom, what did you forget...Jingyang?"

Ling Jingyang didn't wear a coat, only a thin sweater was wrapped around his body, there were snow particles on his clothes and hair, his hands were red from the cold while holding the food, and his hair was a little disheveled by the wind, but his eyes were calm.

Xiao Su was taken aback, "What's wrong with you?"

Ling Jingyang shook his head, and walked over, thinking that he was covered with cold air and didn't dare to get too close to Xiao Su, and now he was very satisfied to see him.

"how do you feel today?"

It was obvious that he didn't want to say anything, Xiao Su took a deep look at him, and stopped asking, turned his head and focused elsewhere: "It's a good day. What's the matter? Didn't you have dinner?"

"Well, so I came here to borrow your land for a meal."

"Do you still have to borrow a place to sleep?"

"Ah."

"Then eat quickly, what time is it?" Xiao Su took the food, spread it out and handed it to him.

What Ling Jingyang bought was porridge. The clear rice grains were plump and blooming, and the side dishes were spread on it.Xiao Su ate dinner early, and at this moment, he felt very hungry when he saw it.

Ling Jingyang could tell what he was thinking when he saw his gaze kept on the bowl, and said helplessly, "I didn't bring it for you, so you can't eat at night."

"I know," Xiao Su confessed, leaning his back on the pillow and turning his head away.

Ling Jingyang had nothing to do with him, so he scooped up a big spoonful and handed it over, "Open your mouth."

"Didn't you say you can't eat it?"

"Eating too full will make you uncomfortable, and you will feel uncomfortable if you're hungry." Ling Jingyang fed him a mouthful, "Eat a little."

Xiao Su ate a few mouthfuls of porridge with side dishes, and finally felt satisfied, so he raised his hand and pushed back the porridge that Ling Jingyang had fed, "I'm full, eat it quickly."

Ling Jingyang was not polite either, he dealt with the porridge and the garbage before stopping.

Xiao Su still had many questions, but seeing that the person involved didn't mention them, he didn't say anything more.Ling Jingyang went to the reclining chair on the bed and lay down. The reclining chair was too short, so he had to find another chair for his feet. Fortunately, there was a quilt brought by Yang Wanqing from home on it, so it wasn't too bad to sleep on.

After turning off the lights, the room was quiet, but Xiao Su couldn't fall asleep, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"Xiao Su, I have something to say." Unexpectedly, a muffled voice came, Xiao Su was stunned for a moment, and could not help but smile wryly, it turned out that he was not the only one who couldn't sleep.

"Say what?" he asked knowingly.

Ling Jingyang remained silent.

Obviously want to talk, but want to be such a ninja?Xiao Su sighed and said, "Speak, I'll listen."

"Hmm..." He really wanted to talk, but he didn't know where to start when the words came to his lips.

"I heard from grandma that your father doesn't like you very much." It was the first time for Xiao Su to see him hesitating, thinking about the reason, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

"Yeah." Ling Jingyang replied in a muffled voice, as an answer to Xiao Su's words, and as a beginning of his confession, "My mother died when I was born, and he always thought that I killed my mother."

"Jingyang, do you also think that you killed your mother?" Xiao Su asked.

His tone was cold and indifferent, but Ling Jingyang was shocked, right?or not?

For so many years, he has never thought about this question, but he has no answer so far, and he is just avoiding it.

So, what's the answer?

Ling Jingyang was speechless for a long time, Xiao Su heard his breathing, sighed helplessly, and said, "It's not your fault, Jingyang."

His voice was very soft, but very firm. For a moment, Ling Jingyang even felt that this was the answer. He suddenly felt a little helpless, "Isn't it?" He murmured in a low voice, not knowing whether to ask Xiao Su or himself.

What's wrong with him, he was so young at that time, he just carried the pain of his father's death to his mother.

Being indoctrinated by his father to kill his mother since he was a child, and suddenly faced with doubts, Xiao Su knew that Ling Jingyang still needed time to sort out his thoughts and emotions, so he stopped talking, buried his head in the quilt, and prepared to sleep.

When the consciousness was about to drift away, the quilt covering his head was suddenly lifted, and the slightly cold air came in all of a sudden, Xiao Su shivered and woke up.

"what are you doing?"

"I want to come and sleep." Ling Jing raised his voice.

Xiao Su moved to the side.

Ling Jingyang lifted the quilt and lay down, and took Xiao Su into his arms.

He felt the person in his arms stiffen slightly, but he didn't break free.

In the darkness, Ling Jingyang narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Go to sleep."

During the coldest winter of the year, Xiao Su spent time in the ward. There were many people in the hospital, but the ward was very quiet. Ling Jingyang sat on the table next to the bed to review, and he still kept his back straight when writing. But from time to time, he would turn his head to look at the people on the hospital bed.

Xiao Su woke up while sleeping, and his condition was repeated. Only occasionally when he was in a good mental state would he get up to talk or read a book. As the New Year approached, the doctor finally announced that he could be discharged from the hospital.

Xiao Su almost had mixed feelings about not having to spend the New Year in the hospital.On the day of being discharged from the hospital, not only Ling Jing, Yang Chengfei and others came to help, but even Yan Rui came, Xiao Jiang couldn't fit in a car, so he took another car and followed.

Yang Wanqing didn't know that Xiao Su had quite a lot of friends, so she was surprised and felt strange, "Xiao Su, why do you suddenly have so many friends?"

Xiao Su sat in the back seat, Ling Jingyang was not in this car in order to have someone to lead the way, but sat in the back car with Yan Ruitian and Jiang Bai, now Sitting next to Xiao Su is right and wrong.

Xiao Su said: "If you have time to make friends, you will naturally have them."

Cheng Fei looked at Xiao Su with a look of surprise, and said, "Don't you have any friends before? It's impossible." He turned to Yang Wanqing and said, "Auntie, Xiao Su was very popular when he was in school. , if I were a girl, I would definitely like him, but unfortunately I am a boy, so I can only be friends." He has always been a treasure, when Xiao Su was hospitalized, he was the one who came the most besides Ling Jingyang, and Xiao Jiang had a conversation with him , It was very easy to chat, the two parents of the Xiao family liked him very much, because of this, they spoke a little more unscrupulously at this time.

Xiao Jiang said: "Fortunately, you are a boy, otherwise Xiao Su married you, and I would drag you to chat every day, and life would be difficult."

When several people heard this, they all laughed.

As the New Year approached, the streets were filled with lights and festoons, making it a bustling scene, and the atmosphere in the car was also very relaxed. Several people made jokes all the way, and it was very lively.Xiao Su let out a sigh of relief, it's alright, alright, his body is still up to par, and the family didn't go to the hospital for the New Year.In fact, it's not that I haven't celebrated the New Year in the hospital before, it's just that the way of celebrating the New Year, no one in the Xiao family wants to do it again.

In the evening, Yang Wanqing cooks for herself, and the dinner is sumptuous.

Ling Jingyang came in from the outside with several bottles of drinks in his hands. Xiao Suzheng and Tian Jiangbai were setting the table and chopsticks. Seeing that he was the only one coming in, he wondered, "Where's grandma?"

"Grandma was picked up by my brother." Ling Jingyang replied in a flat tone, put down his things and walked over.

Yan Rui usually looks indifferent, but he didn't expect that he also went to the hall and went to the kitchen, and helped Yang Wanqing in the kitchen. At this time, he was wearing an apron and serving the dishes on the table, and he looked good.Over there, Cheng Fei and Xiao Jiang were chatting happily, and when he saw Yan Rui's appearance from the corner of his eye, he was extremely surprised: "I'll go, I can't see that you are actually this Yan Rui."

Yan Rui turned his head and smiled charmingly: "What kind?"

Seeing him laughing like that, I was afraid, the corner of his mouth twitched and he said flatteringly: "I mean, if you are good-looking, you can look good in anything."

The dishes were served one after another, and everyone sat around the table.The cups and plates rang softly, and the spoons and chopsticks were put on the plate. After several times, the atmosphere of the dinner was pushed to the highest point. The two parents had business to deal with and didn't want to disturb the young people's playfulness. They left the table early. Eat and chat, very happy.

"I was ready to go to the hospital to accompany you for the New Year, but I didn't expect you to be discharged from the hospital." Cheng Fei patted Xiao Su's shoulder and said.

Tian Jiangbai threw the shrimp shell over: "Get out, do you ever talk like that?"

Cheng Fei hurriedly dodged and said, "Be prepared for the worst in everything."

Tian Jiangbai: "Fuck you."

"Although the exam is coming soon, Chinese New Year must be fun. Are you all prepared?"

Yan Rui glanced at him: "Where are you going to play?"

Cheng Fei said with a mournful face: "My sister said to take me back to my hometown to have a look."

"Well, it's good, remember to bring the exercise book."

Cheng Fei: "..."

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and after the new year, what awaits them is heavy studies, exams, and college entrance examinations. The teenagers can't relax yet, and such a rare gathering has to leave early because Xiao Su is a patient, but this is not the case. It will not affect the emotions of the teenagers, but it will make them cherish it even more. After all, time is running out for everyone.

After dinner, it was time for Cheng Fei and others to go home, Xiao Su wanted to send a few people out, but was stopped.

"It's windy outside, don't go out, take care of your illness," Yan Rui said.

"We'll come and play when we're free, let's go."

"Susu, if I really go to my hometown, you must miss me!"

"It's not like you won't come back."

"One day is like three autumns. How can someone like you understand?"

"..."

Xiao Su stood at the door and watched a few people laughing and leaving. It was very unaccustomed for the room to be quiet in vain. He stood still for a long time before turning around, but the moment he raised his head, he couldn't help being surprised.

Ling Jingyang came out of the kitchen wiping his hands, saw him looking at him in surprise, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"I just finished washing the dishes, are they gone?"

"Yeah." The corners of Xiao Su's mouth slowly raised. He has always defined him as his friend. Even though this person sometimes makes him feel very strange, he still thinks of him as a friend in his heart. Good friend.But now, Xiao Su suddenly felt that this person in front of him was completely different from others. This person had always been by his side. He knew what he lacked, and he gave it without hesitation. Then he was hardly a friend at all.

However, if it is not a friend, what is it?

The question flashed through his mind, and after a moment of doubt, Xiao Su turned to think about other things—it was great to have someone by his side after the silence.

Ling Jingyang looked at his curved eyebrows and eyes, and his heart was so soft that it was a mess.Suppressing the desire to hug him, he stepped forward and rubbed his hair: "It's getting late, go to rest early."

☆、Chapter 11

The New Year is coming soon, it is rare for Yang Qingwan and Xiao Jiang to completely put down their company affairs and rest at home.Although Xiao Su was discharged from the hospital, he was only discharged from the hospital. He was not completely cured, so he still didn't dare to act presumptuously. This new year was very uneventful.

In the evening, the cold wind rustled.Although the New Year has passed, but the spring is delayed.

Ling Jingyang walked on the crowded street with the things he just bought in his hand.Passing by a gift shop, he thought about it and went in.It's time to give someone a New Year's gift, the store is full of beautiful things, he doesn't seem to know what to buy, and he is worrying, when a voice beside him suddenly says, "Student committee?"

Ling Jingyang turned his head, and saw the girl in the white down jacket smiling sweetly.

Wen Xuerou is a fair and gentle girl, you can tell by her appearance, but it doesn't mean that she is that kind of perfect girl, she looks fair and speaks softly, which doesn't conflict with her always forgetting things.

"School committee, it's great to meet you here! Please do me a favor!"

As a classmate sitting next to each other, Ling Jingyang has long been used to it, and said indifferently: "What's the matter?"

"I lost my phone." The girl's Bai Jinghao's face was full of grievances. She had made an appointment with a friend, but when she arrived at the destination, no one was there. She didn't know if the phone was stolen or left at home. It's not that I bumped into an acquaintance, today's appointment is destined to fail.Thinking about it this way, her eyes were already full of gratitude before the request was said.

"Can I borrow your phone?"

Ling Jingyang took out his mobile phone and handed it over.

Wen Xuerou took it over, expressed her gratitude with her eyes, and then called her friend: "...where are you?...I don't know...I'm under the xx building, you come to find me?...Well, I'll Waiting for you here."

She answered the phone without deliberately avoiding it, Ling Jingyang knew the general idea just by listening to it, and asked after she hung up the phone: "Waiting for a friend?"

Wen Xuerou smiled, nodded, and returned the phone, "Thank you so much. Who are you picking a gift for? Girlfriend?"

Ling Jingyang didn't have many friends at school, he always talked coldly, even though he was good-looking, few girls would dare to approach him Xuerou was one of the few.

"No." Ling Jingyang put away the phone.

"Well, is that chosen?"

"Not yet, I don't know what to buy."

"How about I take a look for you? Anyway, I have to wait for my friend."

I don't know what to buy, maybe Wen Xuerou will give me some references, thinking so, Ling Jingyang agreed: "Okay."

The two looked at the gift again while chatting, "School Committee, how did you go during the holidays? I heard that Xiao Su was ill, how is he doing now?"

Xiao Su has always been in poor health, this time the illness was severe and he did not take the final exam, so everyone in the class knew that he was hospitalized, but most of them only knew that he was hospitalized. Clearly, like Wen Xuerou, talking about it now is just because she doesn't know what to say in front of Ling Jingyang.

Speaking of that man, Ling Jingyang's eyes softened, "He's much better."

He knew that it was impossible for Wen Xuerou to suddenly mention that Xiao Su was purely concerned about his illness, most of the reason was just to find a topic to pass the time, but he was not unhappy because of it, he was even slightly happy in his heart.

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