On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

On the third day Ye Jiaqing played at Song Nanqi's house, Ye Si came.

She was wearing a rose red coat and got off a Cayenne. A light apricot cashmere scarf covered the lower half of her face, and she was carrying a bag worth more than 70 yuan.

When Ye Jiaqing saw her from the window, he ran downstairs. He ran to the door faster than his aunt, panting, "Why are you here?"

Auntie opened the door.

Ye Si looked at Ye Jiaqing wearing Song Nanqi's clothes, took off his sunglasses, raised his chin slightly, "Can't I come?"

It's not a question of can.

Coincidentally, Mr. Song was here, as were Song Nanqi's parents, Song Jinsheng and Zhou Jingmeng.

Ye Si was full of momentum.

She was here to cause trouble, Ye Jiaqing knew very well.

Zhou Jingmeng enthusiastically poured tea for Ye Si, and sat down next to Ye Si. Ye Si moved a little to the side with a calm expression, but did not touch the tea at hand.

"I'm here to take Ye Jiaqing home today. I'm really sorry to bother you for so long."

Zhou Jingmeng smiled, "Where are you, the two children have a good relationship, and they won't bother you for as long as they play."

Ye Si looked at her and said bluntly, "I don't agree with the matter between the two of them, so you don't have to talk to me like this."

She looked at Mr. Song, "I heard that Mr. Song is strict with his children, and he must be the same for his grandchildren. Seeing him today, it seems that the rumors can only be rumors. The Song family's tutoring is very ordinary."

Song Jinsheng's face darkened, "Ms. Ye, be careful, my father is also your elder."

Ye Jiaqing lowered his head, his face turning blue and then pale, he gritted his teeth, no matter if it was from the Song family, or the aunt and housekeeper, he could feel the eyes of many people falling on him vaguely.

He felt embarrassed, never been so embarrassed.

Ye Si straightened her back, and she glanced at Ye Jiaqing, "Then I hope you can teach your children well and don't force my son to fall in love with him."

"I didn't agree with them at first, but because of Song Nanqi, the mother-child relationship between Ye Jiaqing and I was affected, so I came to pick Ye Jiaqing home today, and I hope you pay attention to the education of your children and don't stalk them. I don’t know how to advance or retreat.”

Zhou Jingmeng's smile froze on her face, "You mean, Song Nanqi is pestering Ye Jiaqing, as far as I know, the two children are in love with each other, you"

"I don't agree, how could there be a mutual love?" Ye Si smiled half-smile, she looked Zhou Jingmeng up and down a few times, "No wonder Song Nanqi is so ignorant."

"You..." Zhou Jingmeng was so angry that she was accused of being scolded by the other party, she was speechless. She grew up in a foreign country, and she was not good at quarreling, nor was she good at reasoning.

"Okay, the child is still here," Mr. Song cleared his throat, looked at Ye Jiaqing, and said gently, "Go back with your mother first, okay? You two have a good talk."

Ye Jiaqing took a deep breath and lowered his head, "Okay."

He stood up, gave Ye Si a cold look, turned and went upstairs.

His face was as white as a sheet of paper.

Song Nanqi's room was ajar, and as soon as he pushed away, he was pulled into Song Nanqi's arms. Ye Jiaqing had never been so embarrassed, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and slip in by himself, so he could not see Ye Si's contemptuous eyes, nor could he hear Ye Jiaqing's eyes. Si said those words.

He could almost imagine what Song Nanqi's parents were thinking now, because of his willfulness, Song Nanqi was said to be worthless by Ye Si, and Song Nanqi's parents were on the spot, how would they treat him as the instigator.

"Wuwu, it's okay." Song Nanqi lightly stroked the hair on the back of Ye Jiaqing's head.

Ye Jiaqing exhaled, and raised his head in Song Nanqi's arms, "Mr. Song, where are my clothes?"

Song Nanqi slowly let go of him, went to the cloakroom and took out his clean clothes.

After Ye Jiaqing changed his clothes, he thought about it, and said, "Why don't we talk after I convince my mother."

The air froze for a second, and Ye Jiaqing's tone was so relaxed, it was chillingly relaxing.Song Nanqi's face darkened, and he blocked the door, "We talked about this issue a few nights ago. Now it's because you don't trust me, or you don't trust yourself."

When faced with a problem, Song Nanqi's first thought was to solve the problem, while Ye Jiaqing avoided it.

Ye Jiaqing smiled bitterly, "Mr. Song, if it's a relationship problem, I can solve it with you, but now, I can't solve my mother."

"I need to have a good talk with her, although it may not be useful," Ye Jiaqing choked up and looked out the window, "I don't mind her scolding me, but you, aunt, uncle, and grandpa, you did nothing wrong."

Ye Si didn't have as many rules and exquisiteness as the Song family, Song Nanqi's parents could only be scolded, and they couldn't do sneering at the elders of the person their son liked like Ye Si did.

"You just think I'm running away, and I'm useless." Ye Jiaqing took the phone, wrapped her down jacket tightly, and walked up to Song Nanqi, "Teacher Song, let me go." His eyes were red.

Song Nanqi looked at Ye Jiaqing expressionlessly, his eyes were distressed and sad.

"I'll go talk to her." He grabbed Ye Jiaqing's wrist in a soft voice, "I'll go talk to her."

The embarrassment of sitting in the living room, being looked at thoughtfully by the Song family, these scenes have been replaying in his mind, he pulled out his wrist forcefully, lowered his head, "Mr. Song, I just said, let me first Convincing Ye Si that we will contact again has no other meaning, so don't be afraid."

When is it his turn to comfort Song Nanqi.

It was within Ye Jiaqing's expectation that Ye Si would go crazy, but he didn't expect Ye Si to come to the Song family to go crazy. She prepared a lot of ugly words and threw them all on the heads of the Song family, making him the instigator.

In Ye Si's mouth, the loving and generous Song Nanqi's parents don't know how to teach their children, Mr. Song has a false and strict family style, and Song Nanqi has no education.

"Do you think I'm breaking up?" Ye Jiaqing raised her head, smiling a little forcedly, "I just don't want this kind of thing to happen again and again, and it's impossible for me to leave Ye Si alone."

"After I leave, you can help me say sorry to my uncle, aunt, and grandpa. If it's convenient, I will come and apologize in person."

"Give it up." He was firm.

"What if there is no persuasion?" Song Nanqi stepped aside and looked at Ye Jiaqing, "Can't we talk?"

Ye Jiaqing opened the door, "Let's talk about it later."

Ye Jiaqing is very clear about what kind of person Ye Si is. Today is the first time. If she doesn't completely cut off her roots, she will have the first time, and there will be the second and third time. He can't drag the Song family and be killed by Ye Si. Si pulled into dire straits.

Originally, he thought that Ye Si was just scolding him, but he didn't expect to intensify and attack him indiscriminately.

It doesn't matter if he spends his whole life with Ye Simo. How could he still drag Song Nanqi and his family to accompany Ye Simo.

Ye Jiaqing didn't dare to look at the Song family's eyes. When passing by Zhou Jingmeng, he whispered "I'm sorry" before walking to Ye Si, "Let's go home."

After he left, Zhou Jingmeng looked at her lover with some embarrassment, "His family situation is not very good."

Mr. Song took a sip of his tea, "It's the first time I've been pointed at and scolded at in this old age."

Song Jinsheng put down the book, "I'll go up and see Song Nanqi."

When he got home, Ye Jiaqing started packing his things and stuffed his clothes into the suitcase. Without saying a word, he took out the bank cards and passbooks in the drawer and put them side by side.

In front of Ye Si, he took out what Ye Si and Zhang Zhi gave him.

"Just pretend you never gave birth to me, and find a way to give birth to yourself." Ye Jiaqing stuffed the books on the table into his schoolbag, zipped up the suitcase and stood up, holding the handle, his knuckles turned white, "Ye Si , you've been making trouble for so many years, haven't you had enough? Why don't you complain to me if you have any dissatisfaction? What's the matter if you scold Song Nanqi's parents? "

Ye Si stood at the door of the room, not as proud as she was at the Song family, "Are you losing your temper with me because of them?"

"Ye Si!" Ye Jiaqing roared, his eyes were red, "Are you sick?" "Can you fulfill your responsibilities as a mother? Do you know what a mother has to do to be a good mother?" A qualified mother?" Ye Jiaqing opened the closet, dragged Ye Si, and pushed it to the front, "You look like a mother, see for yourself?"

"Do you think that if you gave birth to me, I will be grateful to you? I would rather you didn't give birth to me!"

"Wuwu, what are you talking about? I'm also doing it for your own good. Song Nanqi doesn't really like you, you won't be gone for long." Ye Si's tone was innocent and aggrieved.

Ye Jiaqing looked at her, extremely disappointed.

"I love you." He said suddenly.

Ye Si stared blankly at Ye Jiaqing, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.

"But I can't live with you anymore." Ye Jiaqing picked up his schoolbag and dragged the suitcase outside.

"Ye Jiaqing!" Ye Si came back to her senses, and realized that her son was really going to turn his back on him this time, her heart was beating wildly, and she chased him out the door.

"You are not allowed to leave." Ye Si grabbed Ye Jiaqing's suitcase handle, "Now you are arguing with me because of your partner, you are going to run away from home, do you know what you are doing?"

"I'm married to your uncle. I don't have any children. I only have you. I leave everything to you. Is it that difficult for you to listen to me?"

"Just listen to me, don't associate with Song Nanqi anymore, can't you?"

"If you don't talk about this love, will you die?"

Ye Si is a person who is prone to paranoid emotions, just like she said to Ye Jiaqing's father, the truth is not important, she firmly believes that there is a mistress, and catching the mistress has become her life belief.

Now too.

It doesn't matter who Ye Jiaqing is talking about, whether this person is good or not, or whether he is reliable or not, the most important thing is that Ye Jiaqing is out of her control.

"Do you want to win, or do you think you love me?" Ye Jiaqing looked down at Ye Si, extremely sober.

Ye Si froze, frightened by the indifference in Ye Jiaqing's eyes, "I, I"

"What are you? Ye Si, I'm not the one who's sorry for you," Ye Jiaqing choked up, tears welling up, "Why am I the one who bears all this?"

"I'm also very sad that my father cheated."

"I finally found someone I like. It doesn't matter whether he is reliable or not. I like him and he likes me. We are together." Ye Jiaqing wiped away the tears on his face, "Can you let yourself go?" ?”

He said to let go of himself, not to let me go, he knew that what Ye Si would never let go was always herself, not anyone else.

Ye Jiaqing broke away her hand and went downstairs wearing slippers.

The door was slammed shut before Ye Si realized it.

She cried and chased her out, "Don't leave me, don't leave me," she murmured, tears streaming down her cheeks, "Wuwu, you can't leave, ah! You can't leave!"

Ye Jiaqing didn't look back, Ye Si couldn't catch up, she lost her mind, grabbed something and threw it at Ye Jiaqing's head.

A muffled sound.

A sharp stone the size of a fist fell to the ground.

Ye Jiaqing's back paused, but he still didn't turn his head. He stopped a taxi on the side of the road, feeling a little tired, "Hospital."

He just wants to be quiet.

I don't understand why Ye Si refuses to let go of the past, and I don't understand that he is the one who bears it in the end.

In fact, he resigned himself to his fate until he met Song Nanqi. He wanted to break free from the past, break free from Ye Si's imprisonment, and spend the remaining decades with Song Nanqi without any burden.

Ye Si should also be quiet.

It's his duty to deal with this matter, not Song Nanqi's. Song Nanqi didn't help him undertake the obligations and responsibilities of these matters.

"Scars may be left." The doctor cut off the stitches that sutured the wound. "Six stitches were stitched, and the stitches will be removed after a week. Don't get wet or eat spicy food during this time."

Ye Jiaqing resisted the urge to reach out and touch the back of her neck, "Can the scar go away?"

"The hospital has special medicine, but yours is too deep, and it is definitely impossible to eliminate it all."

Coming out of the hospital with a suitcase, Ye Jiaqing booked a nearby hotel and called Lin Chuqi. Lin Chuqi almost put down his phone and rushed over here.

As soon as he entered the door, he looked at Ye Jiaqing's wound, "Damn, is Ye Si crazy again? As I said earlier, if you send her to a mental hospital, she is suitable there."

Lin Chuqi looked at her friend in a state of distress, and felt very distressed, "Your mother is really crazy, your mother is really crazy."

Ye Jiaqing smiled with red eyes, "Is the wound terrible?"

Lin Chuqi nodded, "You must have scars, your mother is too cruel, what, you are her son, if there is a knife in your hand, would she throw it here too? My mother listened to me, let me You sever ties with her, and don't let her ruin the rest of your life."

Ye Jiaqing took off her down jacket and sat cross-legged on the bed, "She is also a victim."

"Come on, who can hurt her? Only your stepfather and you can spoil her like this."

"You told Song Nanqi if you were injured?"

Ye Jiaqing shook his head, "No."

Lin Chuqi said, "Your mother is really incompetent, how will you face Song Nanqi's parents in the future, it's so embarrassing!"

"If the mother of my partner scolds my parents like that in the future, I will really lose my face."

After Lin Chuqi finished speaking, she felt that something was wrong, so she changed her words again, "But it definitely has nothing to do with my partner, so you don't have to worry about it, Song Nanqi will definitely understand, that is, you have to put Ye Si's side first. Persuasion, otherwise she will make a fuss every three days and make a big fuss every five days, no matter how much Song Nanqi likes you, she can't stand her making such a fuss."

"Can he have no objection, can his family have any objection?" Lin Chuqi opened a bottle of mineral water for Ye Jiaqing, "If they think that Ye Si is mentally ill and suspect that you are also inherited, it will be over."

Ye Jiaqing raised his eyes and said helplessly, "Ye Si is not sick."

Lin Chuqi stayed with Ye Jiaqing all day, and he had to go back at night, he happened to have guests at home, "I'll come to Habao tomorrow, remember to lock the door, and call me if you need anything, Wuwu is brave Fly, Qiqi will always be with you, ua!"

"..."

What Lin Chuqi said was fart, so he came here only once, and after that, something at home kept him from leaving, but Lin Chuqi would accompany Ye Jiaqing on the phone every day.

Song Nanqi would send him regular messages every day: good morning, good afternoon, good night, eat well, and, I like you, and later, it gradually became I love you.

Song Nanqi is the best person in the world, and Ye Jiaqing loathes and despises himself even more.

He thought that he could really become as psychologically strong as Song Nanqi, and that illusion was unbelievable, and Ye Si finally shattered it with his own hands.

Every day from that day on, he could dream of the Song family's eyes, scrutiny, thoughtfulness, surprise, pity, and Song Nanqi's, from tenderness to indifference, from full of love to complete disgust.

He'll pull the world's best Song Namchee through the mud too.

However, he really misses Song Nanqi.

He has never realized that he likes Song Nanqi so much, and he can't leave him like this.

The Song Nanqi who stood at the door and said "Do you not trust me, or yourself", the Song Nanqi who still said he liked you even though he found out that he was duplicity, the Song Nanqi who gave up his principles and bottom line for him.

After staying in the hotel day and night for a week, Ye Jiaqing went out for the first time after receiving an apology call from Ye Si.

At six o'clock in the morning, before dawn, the breakfast stalls on the side of the road were already open for business.

Ye Jiaqing found a random one and sat down on the side of the road. He was wearing thick clothes, two cotton clothes, and a scarf. The stitches on the wound had been removed, and the doctor gave him gel to remove the scar.

The boss brought over a bowl of wontons in clear soup with thickly chopped green onions floating on it, and he frowned.

Someone next to him took the pair of disposable chopsticks he was about to take away before him.

Ye Jiaqing went to get the one next to it.

The bowl in front of him was taken away again.

?

He looked up at the person sitting across from him.

The other party was wearing a black down jacket, with calm eyebrows and eyes, but his breath was too clear and cold, as before, but different.

Ye Jiaqing's throat seemed to be blocked by something, unable to go up or down, but tears rushed out.

Song Nanqi picked up all the scallions and put the chopsticks and wontons in front of Ye Jiaqing.

Ye Jiaqing's tears fell heavily into the soup, causing ripples.

"I found Lin Chuqi and asked him. He said you are here, and he asked me to guess your room number. I was just here to try my luck, but I was lucky. I ran into you when I first arrived."

"Why are you crying? Didn't you want to separate and calm down? Have you dealt with it?"

Ye Jiaqing resisted the urge to choke, and nodded.

Song Nanqi looked at Ye Jiaqing's obviously thin and haggard face, something in his heart was broken piece by piece, he lowered his eyes, "Can you not be like this in the future?"

"I do hope that you have the ability to solve problems, but I hope that you will never have the chance to use your ability. Before I die, all problems can be handed over to me."

It was so cold in the morning that all he exhaled was white mist.

"We are not independent individuals, you are my obligation and responsibility."

Ye Jiaqing hid his hands under the table, he lowered his head, sobbing, "But, Ye Si scolded others, I love you, love you."

"What about you? Don't I love you?"

Ye Jiaqing: "Teacher Song, why aren't you angry?"

"Angry doesn't solve problems."

Ye Jiaqing raised her head with red eyes, "What if I really want to break up with you?"

Song Nanqi looked gentle, "If your reason is reasonable, I will agree."

Ye Jiaqing's face turned pale.

Until he heard Song Nanqi's next words, "But it's unlikely that there will be a reasonable and reasonable reason in the world. I love you, and it's not in my favor for you to break up. Simply put, it's impossible for me to agree to break up with you."