Delay first love

Even though Zhong Jiaming didn't go home, Zhong Ye didn't dare to stay overnight at Lu Jincheng's house.

Lu Jincheng's "reason you understand in your heart" almost punctured the paper on the window. Zhong Ye was baked by Lu Jincheng's scorching pheromone, and he couldn't stand still. After thinking about it, he pushed Lu Jincheng away and went into the studio to take Picked up the portfolio, and ran back home.

Naturally, there was no one in the house. Zhong Ye was doing his homework as usual, taking a shower and going to sleep. When he heard the door ring in the middle of the night, Zhong Ye woke up suddenly and was startled. He didn't feel relieved until he heard Zhong Jiaming's familiar coughing sound, and went out of the bedroom to see the case of his father.Both of Zhong Jiaming's eye circles were black, but his spirit was not decadent. He was taken aback when he saw Zhong Ye, and then smiled and said, "Did Dad wake you up?"

"You still know to come back?" Zhong Ye couldn't help being angry.

"It's my father's fault, my father's fault..." Zhong Jiaming went to the bathroom to wash his face, took off his clothes and threw them into the washing machine, and was about to lie down on the bed as he spoke. Before Zhong Ye could reply, Zhong Jiaming had already fallen asleep .

It looked like he had been up all night for a few days, and came back to catch up on sleep before he died suddenly.

Zhong Ye sighed, went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and put it on Zhong Jiaming's bedside table. He returned to his bedroom and tossed and turned for half an hour before barely falling asleep.

As a result, when Zhong Ye came back from school the next day, just as Zhong Ye took off his shoes, he looked up and saw the 1000 yuan left by Zhong Jiaming, and called again. Laughter, holding your breath and getting closer, you can still hear the sound of dice.

"Dad, don't be like this, okay?"

"No, Dad is really driving. There is a camera in front. Dad hangs up first. You should eat well, and go downstairs to Huixiang Restaurant to eat. You can order whatever you want, so don't be reluctant to spend money."

The phone call stopped abruptly, Zhong Ye felt powerless.

He had no one to complain, so he could only call Lu Jincheng. He didn't want to tell Lu Jincheng about these things at home, but he really had no choice. Barely said: "Lu Jincheng..."

"What's wrong?" Lu Jincheng asked nervously.

"My dad seems to be betting—"

Zhong Ye stopped in the middle of speaking.

Lu Jincheng is now at the last critical moment, and his emotions cannot be affected in the slightest. Zhong Ye cannot selfishly make Lu Jincheng worry about his own troubles.

"What happened to your father?" Lu Jincheng asked.

Zhong Ye sat by the bed and said desolately: "No, my dad went on a long-distance run again tonight, and he probably won't come back."

Lu Jincheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "Oh, have you had dinner yet? Auntie here has cooked some dishes, and I'll send you a copy?"

"No, I ate in the school cafeteria."

"So are you coming tonight?"

"I can't pass, I've had a full day of monthly exams today, and I'm so tired."

Lu Jincheng was a little disappointed, but still said: "Then you have a good rest."

"Ah, you too."

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Ye fell back heavily on the bed, his future was at a loss, he didn't study well, he didn't have the capital to draw, his mother didn't support him, his father didn't come home, Zhong Ye didn't know what he was going to do in the future.

It's better for Lu Jincheng, who gave up shortcuts for his own ideals, is smart and hardworking, and does what he likes wholeheartedly, but Zhong Ye thinks again, if Lu Jincheng really becomes a physicist in the future, can they still be together?

It will definitely drift away because of the gap, not only the gap in status, but also the vision, social circle, and lack of common topics.

The more he thought about it, the more sad he became. Zhong Ye took out Song Ranqiu's drawing and began to copy it carefully. Now drawing has become his only comfort. In the world of painting, there is no homework, no gaps, no worries, only lines and colors.

"Young Master Yan, Zhong Jiaming has already made [-] in my game, what should I do next?" Brother Lu from the mahjong parlor dialed Yan Xu's phone number and stood in a remote place.

"What do you say?"

"Then, let him lose as much as he earns."

"This is enough?"

Lu Ge paused for a moment, looked at Zhong Jiaming whose face was glowing red in the distance, and said helplessly: "I understand."

"Hurry up, I'm going to see your collection company go to Zhong Jiaming's house within five days and ask him for money with his son."

"If he doesn't pay, shall we do it directly?"

"The point is his son, it's better to leave some traces, I have other uses."

Brother Lu said, "Yes, Young Master Yan, I understand."

Yan Xu sat in the car, turned his mobile phone twice, his eyes gradually became darker, until Yan Wentao led Xiaoxi to sit in, he suddenly turned into a smiling face, plucked Xiaoxi's princess braid, and praised her for being cute.

Xiaoxi asked Yan Wentao: "Father, when shall we go to see the second brother?"

"Wait until Saturday, my brother is on vacation, let's go there with my mother, okay?"

"Okay!" Xiaoxi obediently fastened the seat belt of the child seat, and then started playing with Yan Wentao's cufflinks. After a while, she asked again: "Brother, are you going with us?"

"Brother won't go, I'm afraid your second brother will be unhappy seeing me."

Yan Wentao smiled, and said to Yan Xu: "I thought you would bear the grudge."

Yan Xu said softly, "No way, he's still a child, so why bother with him?"

The car started slowly and left the villa.

Zhong Ye hadn't contacted Lu Jincheng for two days. Lu Jincheng was a little worried, so he asked the driver to take him to Xingda Middle School where Zhong Ye was after school. Before Xingda Middle School was over, Lu Jincheng stood at the school gate and waited.

As soon as Zhong Ye came out of the classroom, Qian Ningwei grabbed his shoulders, Zhong Ye avoided it calmly, and turned his head to ask, "What's wrong?"

"How is your monthly exam result?"

"A little progress, No. 30 in class No. [-]."

Qian Ningwei was very surprised: "The progress is huge, how did you do it?"

Thinking of Lu Jincheng's face, Zhong Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "I have some expert advice."

"So awesome? By the way, she really likes the Q version you drew for my girlfriend last time. She wants you to draw a picture for her at the same table. Eighty, is that okay?"

"Okay, you can send me her photo when the time comes."

The two were walking, when Qian Ningwei suddenly said, "It's weird, why is the door so crowded? There's a big cloud."

Zhong Ye looked up, and sure enough, he saw that the right side of the school gate was much more crowded than before. He originally wanted to go from the left side, but Qian Ningwei liked to join in the fun, so he dragged Zhong Ye to the crowd.

Zhong Ye was afraid that someone would step on his shoes, so he lowered his head nervously and hid back and forth. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Qian Ningwei shout: "Zhong Ye, isn't this the handsome guy who took you away that day?"

Zhong Ye paused, then he forced his way out of the crowd, and saw Lu Jincheng standing under the tree.

Zhilan Yushu, such a word appeared in Zhong Ye's mind.

In the empty Lu house, in Changming's apartment, Lu Jincheng felt more lonely, but at this moment on the long street full of people, in the vivid picture, against the background of a blue school uniform, Zhong Ye just Feeling the impact of Lu Jincheng's superior appearance, it is too prominent and handsome to be real, no wonder it makes so many people slow down, just to turn around and peek at him.

Lu Jincheng stretched out his hand towards him, and said helplessly, "Why did you come out?"

Zhong Ye was startled, and said dully, "Teacher procrastinates."

He didn't dare to hold Lu Jincheng's hand, he only dared to lower his head, whispered "Let's go", and then quickly walked to the place where there were few people on the left.

Lu Jincheng followed behind him.

Zhong Ye fled in a panic for several hundred meters before being grabbed by Lu Jincheng's arm, "Okay, if you run again, you will be home directly."

Zhong Ye's skin was too fair, and his blush was more obvious than ordinary people. He glanced at Lu Jincheng and asked, "What are you doing at my school?"

"You ignored me for two days, I'm worried about you."

Zhong Ye was puzzled, "Didn't I send you good night last night?"

"Just good night."

Zhong Ye's face turned even redder, and he asked resentfully, "Then what else do you want?"

Lu Jincheng put his hands in his pockets, and his gaze stayed on Zhong Ye's cheek, "I don't want anything, I will take a look at you, and then I will send you home."

Zhong Ye suppressed a smile, "Oh."

They passed a row of stationery stores and gift shops, and reached the crossroads. When they were about to cross the road, their arms touched each other, and Zhong Ye didn't hide. Lu Jincheng's fingers caught Zhong Ye's hand.

Ten seconds to go at the red light.

Zhong Ye swallowed, but before he was ready, his left hand was already held by Lu Jincheng's right hand, his fingers were almost intertwined with each other, holding him weakly, but Zhong Ye's heartbeat was so fast that he couldn't bear it.

The green light replaced the red light, and the waiting crowd began to move. Lu Jincheng tightened his fingers and led Zhong Ye forward. Zhong Ye felt that his hand was completely grasped. He looked down blankly, and then bent down. Raise your fingertips and complete the handshake.

After crossing the road, Lu Jincheng did not let go.

When they were approaching Zhong Ye's house, both of them slowed down at the same time, and Zhong Ye bought two bottles of drinks to delay the time. Lu Jincheng said that he would send Zhong Ye to the door, and the two walked away one after the other. Going up the narrow stairs, Zhong Ye stumbled at the corner of the fourth and fifth floors because of panic, Lu Jincheng hugged him from behind.

His back was tightly pressed against Lu Jincheng's chest. Lu Jincheng buried his face on Zhong Ye's shoulder and asked in a muffled voice, "Can you talk to me every day?"

"……Can."

"You can tell me anything."

"Ah."

"As I said, being with you is one of the few things that makes me happy, but company is mutual."

Accompanying, two beautiful words.

Zhong Ye put both hands on Lu Jincheng's. In fact, the weather has started to warm up, so it's not comfortable to hug him tightly, but Zhong Ye didn't want Lu Jincheng to let go. He turned his head slightly and rubbed Lu Jincheng's cheek with his cheek. forehead, coaxed: "Got it."

He likes the smell of Lu Jincheng very much.

Thursdays are the toughest.

Zhong Ye went to the cafeteria to eat after school, and the first thing he did when he got home was to send a message to Lu Jincheng, telling him: Lu Jincheng, why are you so good?The problem that the math teacher asked me to do in class today is the one you gave me last time. Except for the different numbers, everything else is exactly the same. I did everything right and was praised by the teacher.

Lu Jincheng replied to him: Great.

Zhong Ye dialed the phone and said with a smirk, "I suddenly developed a little liking for mathematics."

"Because the teacher praised you?"

"Well," Zhong Ye continued to smirk, "I'm very happy."

While chatting, someone suddenly knocked on the door, Zhong Ye's expression turned serious, and he said goodbye to Lu Jincheng pretending nothing happened, then walked to the door with concentration and breathlessness, and saw his father's face through the cat's eyes.

After opening the door, I found that there were seven or eight people standing outside. Among them, the strongest man in black grabbed Zhong Jiaming by the collar and threw him into the door. Everyone walked in together and closed the door. The man in black said condescendingly to Zhong Ye : "Are you his son? Your dad lost 40 yuan in the casino, what? Are you going to pay it back for him?"

Zhong Ye had never seen such a battle before, his face turned pale with fright, and he couldn't speak a word.

Zhong Jiaming knelt down and said: "Don't make things difficult for my son, he just doesn't know anything, I will pay back the money I owe, please give me some time."

The people behind the man in black kicked Zhong Jiaming to the ground, Zhong Ye hurried to help him up, but the man in black pulled out a knife and pointed it at Zhong Ye's face.

"Leave some traces? What kind of traces would be better?" The man said to himself, and the tip of the knife slashed across Zhong Ye's face.

Zhong Ye stepped back again and again, trembling all over, tears streaming from his eyes: "I, I will help my dad pay back the money, you don't want to—"

The man in black smiled, "Kid, that's 40 yuan, not 400 yuan."

Seeing that the point of the knife was about to poke his face, Zhong Ye screamed, and at the same time, the doorbell rang.

Everyone retreated, the man in black signaled Zhong Jiaming to open the door, and he dragged Zhong Ye back to the living room.

Zhong Jiaming pressed the doorknob tremblingly, it turned out to be Lu Jincheng outside.

Seeing the scars on Zhong Jiaming's face, Lu Jincheng was slightly stunned, but soon put away his surprise. He noticed the abnormality in the room, and walked in without fear, and then saw Zhong Ye who was being grabbed and pressed against the corner.

"Master Lu, I owe money..." Zhong Jiaming pinned his hopes on Lu Jincheng.

Zhong Ye buried his head, he couldn't face this moment.

He heard Lu Jincheng say: "How much is owed, I will pay it for him."

The man in black smiled lightly: "You can't afford it."

"How much, I'll pay it back." Lu Jincheng looked straight at the man in black, and said expressionlessly, "Take your hands off his collar."

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There is still some distance from the broken mirror, and the next one should be sour and sweet (I will enter v tomorrow, there will be a super long update! Please support me a lot!!)