Goodbye, Professor Yang.Yang Ye turned around and saw the boy throwing his schoolbag on top of his head, and then rushed into the rain.The crackling rain can drench people in less than two minutes: where is home, I will send you back.The boy heard his voice and stopped in the rain: this time it was really not a good way.Hurry up and come here.Yang Ye dropped a sentence, ignored him, turned around and went to drive.When his car drove over, the boy was standing in the school building, except for his head and clothes, which were already attached to his body.Yang Ye was a little helpless, and always felt that this child was a little stupid.After the boy got into the car, he threw a towel over.Thank you, Professor.After the boy wiped it, he seemed to remember something: I didn't mean to rub your car.I can give you the fare.Yang Ye was a little angry: The salary is acceptable, I don't run part-time.Then the boy shut up.After a while, he said: Was it your girlfriend who had dinner with you last week?
And what about the girl who called you outside the classroom today?
I don't have a girlfriend.Does that have a boyfriend?
The towel is not used to plug the mouth.The boy didn't dare to speak, and Yang Ye's ears were finally clear for a while.The rain outside was heavy, and the windows were full of water, Yang Ye drove for nearly an hour, and finally arrived outside the community where the boy lived.Thank you, Professor.You've said thank you so many times, go back.The boy opened the car door and ran to the community with his schoolbag, Yang Ye was about to start the car and leave, and the boy's face came to the car window again: Professor, you just let me invite you to a meal, otherwise I will be embarrassed to rub your class again.Yang Ye looked at the people in the heavy rain, his eyebrows tightened: I know, hurry back.The boy really left this time.Yang Ye's car turned off, and he looked through the car window at the neighborhood where the boy lived, which was a few dilapidated and old buildings, with a rental single room posted at the door, and he guessed that the boy lived alone.I don't know why, Yang Ye suddenly looked forward to the boy inviting him to dinner, firstly, it may be that he has never eaten alone with a student, which is a bit novel, and secondly, it may be that the boy missed the appointment, which made him inexplicably worried.There are only two classes a week in the French elective course, but for two consecutive weeks, Yang Ye did not see the boys in his class, it was close to the end of the semester, and there was rarely a reason for the elective courses to fail, but he still used this as an excuse to ask the students in the class, and after asking and checking, he knew that the boys were really here to skip the class, and there was no student information, and it was likely that he was not a student of this school at all.This couldn't help but make Yang Ye a little irritable, and so far, he didn't even know the name of that student.Since we know him, the student is studious, and I don't know his name yet, it is still necessary to look for him and see if something is wrong.Yang Ye persuaded and comforted himself in this way, and the ghost sent the god to the Japanese restaurant that he said he would never go to again last time.Because I don't know the name, I have to describe it, but fortunately, the boy's appearance is outstanding, and he knows it as soon as he says the foreman, but the person is not in the store, and he has been on leave for a few days.Yang Ye unexpectedly gave birth to a hint of lost soul.At this time, a figure suddenly swayed into the door: foreman, I want to settle the salary.Eh, someone is looking for you.The boy turned around, and he happened to see Yang Ye, who didn't have a good face: Professor?
Yang Ye opened his mouth and asked: Why didn't you go to class?
I've been a bit busy lately and don't have time to go to school.Yang Ye didn't continue this question: Get paid?
Aren't you going to invite me to dinner?
Yes?
Male students are embarrassed: Does the professor want to eat here?
Yang Ye didn't answer, the boy suddenly came over, and whispered in his ear: This is too expensive, I don't have so much money, can the professor eat something else?
Yang Ye swept the boy's rosy lips and felt a little ......
He took a step back: I'll wait for you at the door.Yang Ye drove all the way according to the route pointed out by the boy, and the boy sitting in the co-pilot kept looking out the window: here, here, this is it.He stopped the car and found that the boy had brought him to a food stall.I've wanted to come for a long time, but I've never been willing to come.Hearing this, he took a second look at this food stall, there are quite a lot of people, and the decoration looks better than the average food stall, he also liked to come to this kind of place when he was a child, and then a lot of unpleasant things happened, and he never set foot in these places again.The boy ordered a grilled fish, three catties of crayfish, and some skewers, and looked at the things piled up on the table, he asked: Can you eat it?
Aren't there professors?
The boy put on gloves and began to pluck the crayfish with great interest, he thought it was a bit troublesome to peel the shell, in order to cheer up, he ate some grilled fish, and the taste was really good.Does the professor want to drink?
Drive.Oh yes.The boy said regretfully: Then I'll drink it, it's a pity not to drink and eat food stalls.The boy asked for two more beers, and after opening them, he put the peeled crayfish in his bowl and went to drink.Professor, eat it.Yang Ye was not polite, he ate the shrimp in the bowl, but before he ate a few bites, he saw that the boy's cheeks were crimson, obviously a little floating, and he looked at the wine bottle, but he only drank two glasses.He was in a somewhat complicated mood, and hurriedly snatched the wine glass from the boy's hand: You dare to drink this little bit of alcohol, I'll send you back.The boy hiccuped: This is just the beginning of eating, and it will be a waste not to eat.Pack it and take it away.That's right, too.The boy staggered to his feet: I'll go check out.Before the person got out of the table, he hooked the foot of the bench, and if it weren't for Yang Ye's quick eyes, the person would have been planted on the ground.Yang Ye felt a little headache, pressed the person on the table, got up to pick up the account, and came back to help the drunk person up, holding him without taking two steps, and quickly the person was like no bones, he wanted to slide on the ground, helpless, he stopped his waist and picked up the person.If you dare to vomit on me, I'll throw you on the side of the road.I'm sorry, Professor, but I'm a little bad at drinking.The boy suddenly reached out and hugged his neck, his eyes flickering: Professor, you are so good-looking.Don't talk about alcohol.As soon as the words fell, Yang Ye saw the mouth that had eaten crayfish and the corners of his mouth were still stained with oil covering his lips.I like you, Professor, what should I do?
It was the first time Yang Ye met the confession and asked him what to do, he lowered his eyes: You drank just to have the courage to confess to me?
Well.The boy buried his head in his chest: of course, the professor could take advantage of the danger.I'm a professor, not a beast!
Will the professor like me?
Yang Ye took a breath: Let's get along and take a look first.It's not suitable to get along, do you dump me again?
If it is not suitable, it is convenient for me to change it.The boy suddenly laughed.Then you'll have to tell me what's your name.It's rare that you don't know that my name is Ah Xi?
Still don't know my name is Xue Zixiang?
Yang Ye felt that the voice in his ears was a little blurry and a little distant, and when he tried desperately to hear it clearly, his brain was hot, and he suddenly opened his eyes and saw Ah Xi lying on his side with his hands propped up, looking at him intently.Ahi?
What did you dream about?
What is the name of the person you still ask?
Yang Ye was choked, and seeing that the face in the dream gradually became clearer, he scooped the person into his arms: I dreamed that we met in another world.The author has something to say:This is the last article.,It's really over here.,Everyone remember to finish the rating!