does he love me that much

Chi Ning's lips were soft and moist, and he kissed the red and swollen place, and the pain dissipated completely.

The two were one tall and the other low. From Liang Xingye's perspective, all he could see was Chi Ning's light chestnut hair and the back of his white neck, full of light.He lowered his eyes and kept staring at Chi Ning.

The fingertips were gently clenched, and Liang Xingye unconsciously moved his fingers due to the scorching heat.

Chi Ning blew air one by one, then raised his head and smiled at him, his eyes curled up, "Okay."

Liang Xingye was still staring at him, quiet, and the double-petaled camellia fell in the pocket of his pajamas, also quiet.

The redness and swelling gradually faded, and it is estimated that it will recover completely in a while. Chi Ning's guilt has not diminished, and he apologized again: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't lose my temper with you."

The dialogue had been staged before, but Liang Xingye still asked, "Why did you lose your temper?"

Because it was the first time he saw such a well-behaved tantrum, squatting on the ground looking for earrings, seeing him pursing his lips and not speaking, he turned his head into the bedroom and closed the door.

Chi Ning whispered: "When you called me, I ignored you and hurt your hand."

Liang Xingye rubbed his hair and laughed, "This is not considered losing your temper."

Seeing that Liang Xingye laughed, Chi Ning also laughed, and his voice rose, "Then I'm going to sleep."

"Go."

Liang Xingye leaned against the wall, watching him walk into the room.

Chi Ning went to Cen's villa with a driver. Recently, Liang Xingye's participation has gradually increased, and sometimes he took a long detour just to take him to dinner. The driver is almost half-laid off.

In the early winter evening, the sky is high and far away, the water is blue and bright, and the setting sun is about to fall, hanging on the sparse branches of paulownia trees.The mottled tree trunks, the winding red brick avenue, the dark gray Maybach lying on the turntable of the villa, and Chi Ning walking out of the gate are all dyed in warm gold.

When Chi Ning saw the Maybach, he walked faster and faster, and at the end trotted all the way, panting and lying on the car window, smiling and shouting: "Liang Xingye."

"Get in the car, I'll take you to eat French food." Liang Xingye asked a business partner to meet at the winery. The winery was 10 minutes away from Cen's house by car. After the discussion, he came directly over.

The last time he and Chi Ning had dinner at the French restaurant on the top floor of the center building, where Chi Ning liked to eat CoquillesSaint-Jacques, Saint-Jacques scallops.It happened that I hadn't been there for a while, so I thought I would take him there when I had time.

Chi Ning put on his seat belt, "But is it too late? I have class at seven o'clock."

This Saturday, we have a vocal class in the evening, from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-].

Liang Xingye tapped the steering wheel and said with a smile, "It's too late, the time has been calculated."

As the car sped along in the setting sun, Chi Ning leaned his head against the car window, fiddled with the small guitar brooch on the left side of his collar, and said in an annoyed tone, "I lost the music note brooch I was wearing yesterday."

The music note diamond brooch, with a smooth and beautiful design, is a limited edition of a certain big brand, Chi Ning couldn't put it down, and when he didn't pay attention, he didn't know where it fell.

Liang Xingye glanced at him, he was wearing a light yellow pullover sweater, and the small guitar brooch on the white coat was the finishing touch.

"It's okay, this suits you too." Liang Xingye said.There are only a small number of limited items, and the high-end store mentioned it as the last one when it was delivered, so I can't buy it again if I can't get it back.

Liang Xingye's timing was very accurate, it was exactly [-]:[-] to send Chi Ning to Cen's villa after dinner.

There is still a distance from the door to the classroom, Chi Ning hurriedly got off the car in fear of being late.Liang Xingye pressed the car window and held out a bag containing small shell cakes, "Chi Ning, bring dessert."

Chi Ning hurried back again, took the bag, smiled and waved to Liang Xingye, "I'm leaving!"

Liang Xingye nodded and watched him walk away.The number of people attending classes on weekends increased significantly, and groups flocked to the gate. Liang Xingye saw Chi Ning walking to the flower garden and chatting with a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

The girl seemed to be afraid of the cold, wearing a gray down jacket and earmuffs.Liang Xingye recognized her appearance, the illegitimate daughter of the Song family, she was carved out of the same mold as her father.

Chi Ning mentioned to him several times that his name is Song Xiaoyi, with a shy and gentle personality, and he is the best friend Chi Ning has made here.

Seeing the two of them mixed into the crowd, Liang Xingye looked away, started the car and left.

Chi Ning quickened his pace, and rushed to the classroom with Song Xiaoyi. The classroom was located in the most remote corner of the first floor. Chi Ning stood at the door, looking suspiciously at Song Xiaoyi who was left behind by him, "Why don't you leave?"

Song Xiaoyi pursed her lips, dimples appeared on her face, she responded in a low voice, and walked towards the classroom with her head muffled.

The classroom is small, with blue and white as the main color, music stands, audio, and multimedia equipment. There are three rows of seats and four rows. The outer walls are pierced and designed as huge floor-to-ceiling windows.The curtains were made of tulle and swayed gently in the wind that blew through the cracks in the windows.

Cen Mingsen hasn't arrived yet. Vocal music class is taught in a small class of five people, four boys and one girl. The other three boys are gathering in the middle of the first row to watch the hot girls on their mobile phones. They are all high school students aged seventeen or eighteen. Chi Ning is the oldest.

Chi Ning opened the bag, took out the shell cake and distributed it to them. The short-haired man sitting next to him raised his eyebrows, stuffed the cake into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and said in a vague voice, "Thank you."

Another man with glasses took it with a smile, and also thanked Chi Ning, while the remaining man shrugged helplessly, saying that he was allergic to cream and couldn't eat it.

Chi Ning and Song Xiaoyi sat side by side at the back table. Chi Ning ate several small shell cakes for dinner. He was getting tired of the taste, resting his chin on his hands, waiting boredly for Cen Mingsen to come to class.

Song Xiaoyi lowered her head, her bangs were too long covering her eyes, holding the cake, biting it like a hamster.

The wall clock hanging on the wall pointed to [-]:[-], the classroom was quiet, and the man with the cut hair suddenly howled: "Why hasn't Mr. Cen come yet?"

The distance between the seats was too tight, like howling close to the ears, Chi Ning was taken aback, Song Xiaoyi flinched reflexively, pushing the chair made a harsh sound.The inch-cut man turned his head and rubbed his head embarrassingly, "Sorry, I scared you."

Turning back again, he muttered in a low voice: "Why hasn't he come yet, shouldn't he be delayed?"

There was continuous whispering in front of him, Chi Ning was bored waiting, and chatted with Song Xiaoyi.

"Why do you always ask me to ask for leave for you? Obviously you never miss class every time."

Song Xiaoyi has a strange habit. She always asks him to ask for leave for vocal music class, but she still comes in the end.

When he talked about Song Xiaoyi with Liang Xingye, Liang Xingye said that she probably had a hard time in the Song family, and she developed a flattering personality, maybe she was forced to learn it.

At that time, Chi Ning also thought so, but after a long time of contact, he didn't feel like it, because Song Xiaoyi often showed his love for music.

After the cake was finished, Song Xiaoyi put her hands in her pockets, put her face on the cold desk, her eyes were empty, "I don't want to learn, but Teacher Cen is my idol."

She turned her face sideways, with her overly long bangs hanging to one side, revealing her fair forehead. She had a plain but attractive face, almond eyes, a small and delicate nose, and dimples when she smiled.

But her bangs concealed her good-looking temperament, and she rarely smiled.

Chi Ning only spoke the first sentence to Song Xiaoyi when he had a dozen or so hours of vocal music class.

The focus of the class that day was the resonance training of singing, and it was necessary to learn to sing with a stable larynx position.After the class was over, everyone left. Chi Ning watched the video playback of the vocal training in the class, combined with the problems pointed out by Cen Mingsen, and found that he had obvious deficiencies, so he stayed for a while to practice his vocal skills.

When he left, he was about to turn off the lights, but found Song Xiaoyi squatting in the corner, crying very quietly.At that time, Chi Ning only knew a few things about her: she was 16 years old, she was in the first year of high school, she was introverted, and she always walked alone.

Chi Ning didn't know what to do. She cried for a long time, and he stood there for a long time. Finally, he went to the corner and squatted down. After hesitating again and again, he whispered, "Hello."

Then comforted him with the tone of his brother coaxing him in the sea: "Don't cry."

Maybe the combination of these two sentences was too strange, Song Xiaoyi raised her head and glanced at him, and replied with a nasal voice: "Hello."

She stood up, covered her head with a sweater hat, and walked out of the classroom with drooping shoulders.

In the next class, Song Xiaoyi brought him a candy, and the two of them would chat a few words slowly during the break.

Chi Ning has made some friends here, but he has never played the games played by boys, and he always teases him to pinch his face when they play. Chi Ning prefers to stay with the introverted Song Xiaoyi, and then let it go. closer.

The wall clock hanging on the wall was ticking, and at ten past seven, the door of the classroom was still empty.

The whispering voices in the front row occasionally raised their voices, and Song Xiaoyi pressed her face against the table, talking to Chi Ning in a low voice.

The classroom was silent for a moment, Chi Ning looked towards the door, Cen Mingsen strode in with the music score, and smiled apologetically, "Teacher, I'm a little late for something."

Cen Mingsen has a gentle temperament, efficient and practical teaching, is serious and responsible for everyone, and is especially patient.Song Xiaoyi regarded him as an idol, and Chi Ning was no exception. He also liked Cen Mingsen very much.

But his idol is Xie Chuan, Xie Xin's uncle, who will come here to visit from time to time.Because Xie Xin was too annoying, Chi Ning only dared to smile at Xie Chuan when he saw him, for fear that one day Xie Xin would rush over from the next door and yell at him, "No one taught you social etiquette?"

Liang Xingye said that he and Xie Xin rarely met each other, but Xie Xin's younger sister ran to the rabbit nest in the backyard of Cen's house every three days, and Xie Xin appeared frequently.

And he stayed at Cen's house for a long time, and he would always meet him once or twice, and each time he would look coldly at each other, and look at each other and hate each other.

Tonight's lesson is humming exercises, including ua, ia, ao vowels and vowel-changing exercises.

Cen Mingsen's voice echoed in the classroom.

"Close your mouth lightly, open your upper and lower teeth..."

"The sound position should be unified when converting..."

"Take a deep breath and sigh, find the feeling of recycling the lower abdomen..."

……

Everyone did vocal exercises one by one, and Cen Mingsen carefully guided them, and selected a piece of music for them to use in singing.

Time passed quickly, the night fell, and the heating in the classroom made people drowsy.When it was time to end get out of class, Cen Mingsen left with the music score.

The inch-headed man hooked shoulders with the other two boys and left the classroom squabbling. Chi Ning unscrewed the thermos and moistened his throat.

He packed up his things and was about to leave. Seeing that Song Xiaoyi hadn't moved, he asked, "Aren't you going home?"

"Go back." Song Xiaoyi put her bag on her back, covered her face with a down jacket hat, and followed Chi Ning, "I'm going to the toilet."

Chi Ning left first. With his arms folded, he walked across the wide red brick road to the driver's usual parking place, and found that it was Liang Xingye's Maybach parked.

Liang Xingye leaned against the back of his chair and closed his eyes to rest, while soft car music leaked from the slightly open window.Chi Ning hummed along, and got into the car leisurely. When he fastened his seat belt, he found that the little guitar brooch was missing.

The seat belt bounced back to the original place with a "click", and Chi Ning said, "Liang Xingye, my brooch is left in the classroom, can you wait for me? I'll go back and look for it."

He took off his coat in class and climbed on the back of the chair, maybe he didn't wear it properly or it scraped against the back desk wall and fell to the ground.

"If you lose it, you lose it," Liang Xingye said, "Don't worry about it for a while, I will look at it tomorrow when I go to the classroom."

After losing two in a row, Chi Ning felt a little distressed, "I will be there soon."

Seeing his insistence, Liang Xingye got out of the car with him.

Private residences are used as training venues. In order to avoid mixed crowds, there are security checks when entering and exiting.Chi Ning went in and out all day, and he was already familiar. The security guard had just arrived for a week and had no impression of Liang Xingye, so he asked Liang Xingye. Chi Ning told the security guard that he was not a bad person.

"Then you still have to register, what's your name?" The security guard bit his pen and began to start on the register.

"Liang Xingye." Chi Ning squeezed his upper body into the security booth, and watched him write seriously, "Beam of beams, walk on foot, wild with ambition, don't write the wrong uncle."

"Give me your phone number."

Chi Ning recited it, and the report was smooth and smooth, and his voice was as crisp and clear as a pearl falling into a mirror.

Liang Xingye was wearing a coat, standing in the light and shadow, seeing his serious appearance, couldn't help laughing.After the registration was over, Liang Xingye nodded to the security guard, and walked in with Chi Ning.

As the temperature dropped at night, Chi Ning wore a woolen scarf. He pulled it up to cover half of his face, and asked Liang Xingye: "You always come to pick me up, aren't you busy recently?"

"The schedule for these two days is relatively empty, and it will be very busy after a while." Liang Xingye said, "I have to go on a business trip."

"Business trip? Where are you going?"

"foreign."

……

The lights in the classrooms of the villa were turned off gradually, and there were scattered pedestrians in the yard. The two chatted, and they talked about Cen Mingsen again.

Chi Ning said: "I took a vocal class at night, and Mr. Cen is very good."

Liang Xingye met Cen Mingsen through Xie's family, but his understanding was limited. Judging from his relevant resume, he has excellent professional knowledge and is more than enough to teach Chi Ning.

Liang Xingye just laughed: "What about you? Are you powerful?"

Chi Ning didn't answer directly, and stepped on the porcelain white marble floor with a sound of kicking, rhythm, "When I was in class, every teacher praised me."

Another example to prove.

"Teacher Cen said that I have a strong understanding of music theory and a strong sense of pitch."

"Teacher Xu said that my nerves, finger strength, and reaction speed are all outstanding."

"There is also the bald teacher Mr. Chen that I told you about. He was a little funny. He said, 'Yeah, Chi Ning, you little melon, you have only studied for less than half a year.'"

……

The tone was so vivid that Liang Xingye laughed out loud.

When I walked to the door of the classroom, I found that the lights had been turned off, but the door was locked from the inside. Chi Ning knocked on the door, "Is anyone there? Can you open the door?"

There was a slight sound from inside, as if someone was there, Chi Ning continued to knock on the door: "Is there anyone?"

There was no response for a long time.

Chi Ning looked at the door suspiciously, "It's so strange."

Liang Xingye swept across the classroom with closed doors and windows, Chi Ning couldn't hear it, but what was fleeting inside was clearly suppressed crying and panting during sex.

Most of the students in Cen Mingsen's class were high school students, probably some young couple who tasted the forbidden fruit on a whim.

Chi Ning wanted to knock, but Liang Xingye grabbed his hand.Chi Ning looked at him in confusion, his eyes were moist and bright, "What's wrong?"

Liang Xingye looked at him, remained silent for a few seconds, and replied, "Maybe the door lock is malfunctioning, let's go, go home."