I don't want to work hard

"Okay, but tell me, what the hell happened? Don't worry me, okay?"

For some reason, Yang Jingyi's voice sounded very gentle tonight, like the white beer foam floating on the beer, surrounded by the warmth of this soft and long feeling, Ding Lin felt that he was even more reluctant to leave.

"My mom just called me and said she'll be home at the weekend."

"Oh."

"You are only one? Do you know what this means? It means that we are going to separate, and I can no longer live with you." Ding Lin felt tired, and he found that Yang Jingyi didn't realize the seriousness of the situation at all. .

"Miss me, I can visit you, and you can come here occasionally. Your home is not too far away. As long as you tell me, I will pick you up right away. You don't have to worry about it."

Ding Lin tightened his grip on Yang Jingyi's waist, and said in a grievance and pitiful tone: "But I just want to be with you every day. Why did my mother come back so soon? Didn't she say it was the end of the year? It was too sudden I wasn't mentally prepared for it."

"Maybe she just wanted to surprise you." Yang Jingyi gently stroked Ding Lin's hair.

"It's a shock, okay?" Ding Lin argued, but thinking about it, it would really hurt Chu Yunlan. Chu Yunlan was not wrong at all, "Sorry, I just don't want to be separated from you."

If it weren't for his own special situation, the child would be happy when his mother who had been away for a long time finally returned home, but the actual situation could not be explained to Chu Yunlan, which made Ding Lin fall into the entanglement of not knowing whether it was happiness or worry.

"Me too." Yang Jingyi said.

In the last two days, Ding Lin cherished his life very much, especially when he was with Yang Jingyi, he really wanted to use every second as two seconds. He fully satisfied any request, and even tacitly allowed Ding Lin to sleep with him for the past two days. Of course, it was just sleeping together.

The atmosphere between the two of them seemed to be parting from life to death. Even the maid aunt noticed something was wrong. These days, Ding Lin was cooking Ding Lin's favorite dishes, which made Ding Lin feel even more sad.In just three months, Ding Lin felt nostalgic and reluctant for everything in this house, but after all, he couldn't stop Chu Yunlan from returning.

On this day, it has been raining lightly since the morning, and the snow after the previous heavy snowfall has not completely melted away. Now that it rains, it is colder than when the cold wave came a few days ago.

Sitting in an unheated classroom, no matter how many clothes you wear, you can't stop the cold erosion from bottom to top.When finishing a day of class and getting ready to pack his schoolbag, Ding Lin felt that his lower limbs were so cold that he lost consciousness.

It seems that this year, my toes will suffer from frostbite again.Ding Lin jumped a few times on the spot to let the blood flow, and finally regained a little consciousness.

This reminded him that when he was a child, he was most afraid of filming in winter. If it was indoors, it would be fine, but if it was outside, it would be freezing.One year, my limbs and ears were covered with cold sores, which were red, itchy and painful. When it was severe, I couldn't sleep at night.

Ding Lin really wanted to scratch it, but his mother said that if scratched, it would leave scars and disfigure her face, so Ding Lin gritted her teeth and provoked it. Who made Ding Lin cherish his lovely face since he was a child.Later, he tried his best not to take plays with many outdoor scenes in winter, or choose crews that shot in the south.But this is the case with frostbite. Once it grows, it will grow again in the next year. It cannot be avoided and it cannot be cured.

Now, Ding Lin looked at the clean hands in front of him, and the accident gave him another chance to start again. He must cherish, at least, don't let himself get frostbite again.

Ding Lin packed his schoolbag and went downstairs. Yang Jingyi was already waiting for him at the school gate.In the afternoon, Yang Jingyi told him that he had arranged a leave for evening self-study with the head teacher, saying that he would come to pick him up after school, which meant that Chu Yunlan had already arrived, and he was going back to his own home after all.

Unlike in the past, Ding Lin threw away his schoolbag and sat down in the back row with a gloomy mood.

From the moment the little guy got into the car, Yang Jingyi knew his low mood, and wanted to comfort him again, but he couldn't escape in the end, so he broke the frozen atmosphere in the car, "I will pack your things, tomorrow Have someone bring it to you."

Ding Lin could only nod his head, feeling a sense of crisis that he would be completely erased from Yang Jingyi's life. The little things he spent with Yang Jingyi in the past three months seemed like a dream, but now Chu Yunlan put He woke up.

Unless time can be suspended, no matter what, we still have to face the separation after all.

Yang Jingyi sent Ding Lin downstairs to his house, and there was already a warm light in the familiar window upstairs.Ding Lin finally sat in the car for a minute, and then opened the door.

In an instant, a biting cold wind rushed in, blowing away the heating in the car and making the two of them more awake.

"Are you going up?"

"No, I won't bother you mother and son tonight." Yang Jingyi's voice suppressed a trace of pain and loneliness, which made Ding Lin even more reluctant to leave him alone, but that was all he could do.

After saying goodbye to Yang Jingyi, Ding Lin went upstairs with his schoolbag on his back.After entering the building and looking back, Yang Jingyi had already driven away. Ding Lin heaved a sigh of relief, fearing that Yang Jingyi would always wait downstairs at his house, just like he had done before.

Back home, Ding Lin felt a strong sense of strangeness in a trance, even looking at Chu Yunlan standing in front of him, Ding Lin couldn't find the kindness he used to have.Standing in the living room blankly, I don't know what to do.

"I'm back, hurry up, go wash your hands, mom can have dinner after bringing out the soup." Chu Yunlan said enthusiastically.However, seeing that Ding Lin didn't respond, Chu Yunlan, who felt a little strange, hurried over, took Ding Lin's schoolbag, and asked by the way: "What's the matter? You are not used to not going home for a few months. "

Ding Lin forced a smile: "Yeah, I can't react right now."

"You kid, after living in your Uncle Yang's big house, you don't care about your own little nest? Don't worry, when the next film starts shooting, we can afford a big house."

Ding Lin instantly caught an important piece of information from Chu Yunlan's words, "Have you received a new play?"

"No, we are still talking. Of course, I want to refuse. I promised you before that I will stay with you until next year's college entrance examination. But your Aunt Fangfang said that this book and the whole team are very rewarding. Maybe, it would be a pity to give up." Chu Yunlan also sighed faintly in his words, obviously, she was also a little bit reluctant.

"Then you can take it. I have learned well in the past three months. Of course, it is mainly due to Uncle Yang." Ding Lin agreed, trying every means to get Chu Yunlan to take the role.Of course, he didn't dare to be too obvious, lest Chu Yunlan realize his real thoughts, otherwise he would definitely drive Chu Yunlan to death.

"You, why don't you bother Uncle Yang again?" Chu Yunlan smiled.

"If you don't ask him, how do you know that he doesn't want to be troubled by me?"

"Just relying on your Uncle Yang doting on you, will you be lawless?"

"That's right." Ding Lin stuck out his tongue mischievously, and then went to the bathroom to wash his hands and prepare for dinner.

Although he moved back to his own home from Yang Jingyi, Ding Lin is more entangled with Yang Jingyi than before. Every time he does homework, he has to turn on video voice with Yang Jingyi. He is still asking questions one minute, and the next second He suddenly teased the old man, causing Yang Jingyi to look helpless.

Of course, what Ding Lin looks forward to most is going to training every weekend.After each training session, Ding Lin went straight to the CEO's office to meet Yang Jingyi non-stop. This was the only time they could meet unscrupulously. Of course, Ding Lin himself defined this as "cheating".

One day, Ding Lin went to Yang Jingyi's office to steal his love after class.

"Let me tell you, I didn't need the teacher to help me today. I was able to get down successfully. Even the teacher praised me as the fastest-improving student since he taught. It's amazing." Ding Lin said proudly.

"I knew that our family, Linlin, was the best. Your physique, acting, and lines teachers all praised you as the best in the class, except for vocal music."

As soon as Ding Lin heard the vocal music, he froze instantly.Some things can be acquired through hard work, but some things are determined by talent.And Ding Lin's vocal music is one of them.

For a person who is born with tone deafness, it is already very difficult to not sing out of tune if he does not want to be able to sing well.

"Then did the teacher say, if I score 0 in vocal music, is it still possible to pass?"

"Give up so soon?"

"From the very beginning, I didn't count on vocal performance." Ding Lin shrugged helplessly.

"Don't give up so quickly, maybe there are other things to play. Sing a piece of your best song first."

"I advise you to be mentally prepared and declare in advance that I will not be responsible for any consequences."

Yang Jingyi sat up and said seriously, "Okay, I'm ready."

Ding Lin knew that he sang badly, so he never sang, even hummed, in front of Yang Jingyi.But Ding Lin murmured in his heart, Yang Jingyi wouldn't break up because of his bad singing, right?

Seeing Yang Jingyi's serious expression, Ding Lin took a deep breath and started his singing.Unfortunately, after singing a section, Ding Lin gave up first.

"Stop singing. If you want to laugh, I can laugh as much as you want, but don't hold back." Ding Lin covered his face in frustration.

"Why should I laugh at you? Just because you can't sing well? You're not a singer, no one will laugh at you for that."

"But there is no one who can sing worse than me. Sigh, vocal music is still the first test subject. Do you think I will be rejected at the first test?"

"It's really hard to say."

At first he thought that Yang Jingyi would at least comfort him and say "no", but in the end he gave him an answer that he wasn't even sure about. Ding Lin became disheartened in an instant, "I simply don't want to take the test. I was rejected for singing out of tune in the first test. It's really embarrassing."

"You misunderstood me. I mean, if you take the test with the song just now, you really can't guarantee whether you will be passed, but the rules of the art test are dead, you only need to sing the song for them If you don't get out of tune, you can get by. You know what I mean?"

Dizzy Ding Lin shook his head in bewilderment.

"Find a song you are good at, practice until you don't get out of tune."

"But I can't sing any songs out of tune. I dare not sing the national anthem at the flag-raising ceremony every morning."

"It's okay. There is still a month before the art exam. Let's find the simplest song and practice it well."

Ding Lin raised his eyebrows, and asked with a hint of expectation: "So you came to teach me? I have never heard you sing before."