Serious people who eat official match[Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 102

Xu Mingyang finally went to the living room.

The water in the sink is rushing, Lin Litian is very self-aware, Song Yan's parents are gone, his teacher and his wife are his elders, he came here to meet his parents, how can he really let his elders wash the dishes.

Huang Lao stood beside him, staring covetously like an old father protecting a calf, "How did you and Xiao Yan meet?"

These questions have been asked at the dinner table just now, and he wants to ask them again in private. Lin Litian knows his concerns. After all, Song Yan is his favorite student. Relatives and acquaintances, he is worried, so he wants to know more.

Turning the washed bowl upside down on the shelf to drain the water, Lin Litian went on to wash the next one, and replied, "We are classmates in high school."

"We've known each other since high school, why are we only together now?" Elder Huang was suspicious.

Lin Litian didn't know how to explain, "I missed it, and I met again later."

"Didn't you study in Jiangcheng?"

Lin Litian nodded: "In the neighboring city, I went to Nantah University."

"University in Nancheng?" Huang Lao was surprised, "No wonder Song Yan always ran to Nancheng when he was studying, and he was looking for you, right?"

Lin Litian had never heard of this incident, his heart beat out of control for half a second, his hand slipped, and the porcelain bowl almost fell to the ground, and he was speechless after he managed to stabilize himself, "I don't know that he...has been to Nancheng. "

Only then did Mr. Huang realize that he had accidentally revealed the student's privacy, and he let out a long sigh, "It's normal, with his personality, he doesn't say anything, and he can't saw a gourd with his mouth open."

Jiangcheng University's geology major has been a tutor system since its undergraduate course. At that time, all students in the major had to choose their own tutors to study. It was the first time he was rehired that year. Considering his age, the school originally did not intend to let him Take undergraduates.

At that time, the tutors with several professor titles had already been filled up, but Song Yan was left behind, and no tutor had yet taken him into the bag.

It's not impossible to break the rules and charge more, but, any student who wants to ask the teacher to accept someone, which one is not sweet-talking, serving tea and pouring water, and sitting on the saddle, Song Yan has a dull temper and doesn't talk much.

The academy had no choice but to beg Mr. Huang, wanting to hand over this hot potato to him.

He had a bad temper, so he refuted it at that time, saying that he didn't bring undergraduates, he was ignorant of everything, and his life would be short-lived for several years.

The leader had no choice but to ask Song Yan what he thought.

Song Yan said that he can learn it himself.

Hearing this sentence, he didn't know whether it was because he was old or something, so he softened his heart a bit, and finally accepted the student.

Later, he took the doctor with him along the way and made Song Yan his half son.

After reminiscing, Mr. Huang changed the topic and continued to ask: "Nanjing University is a good school, what major do you study?"

"news."

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After all the dishes in the sink were washed, Lin Litian turned his head and looked at the people sitting in the living room through the glass door of the kitchen.

On the wooden sofa, Song Yan and Xu Mingyang sat beside the teacher's wife.

Song Yan sat near the kitchen, with half-length hair pinned behind his ears. When his wife spoke, he would lower his head and listen carefully. His shoulders and neck were slightly bent, and his long legs were crossed casually. A sparse and faint stillness, but it seems more relaxed than anywhere else.

"Lung problems, the reaction to the medicine is too severe, and surgery is required."

The teacher's wife was not feeling well. When she was talking, her chest bulged and shrank rapidly, like a broken bellows. She forced herself to talk to the two of them, "It's nothing. It's just your teacher who made a fuss. There are still two days left in the reemployment period. The year is over, and I can't afford to wait, how can I be in such a hurry, I will go abroad after the year."

Xu Mingyang immediately spoke for his tutor, "Teacher is worried about your body."

"It's inevitable to be old." The teacher's wife didn't take it seriously.

Song Yan cared about people unskillfully, "Master, you are too thin, you have to eat well even if you are sick."

The old man raised his withered hand and touched Song Yan's face, his face full of distress, "Can you be as thin as you? Your teacher and I are leaving, and you can't find a place to eat on weekends. It was hard to raise a circle before." One o'clock, a car accident, and lost weight again."

That's what she said, but she found that Song Yan was different from before, like a decayed tree finally ushered in life, growing lush and complicated branches and leaves.

Song Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled, shook his head and remained silent.

Several people stayed until the afternoon before leaving the tutor's house.

The two of them didn't drive, but walked back along the road they came from.

Xu Mingyang drove past them and rolled down the window, "Song Yan, let me give you a ride."

Song Yan refused him, "No, my house is very close."

Seeing that Xu Mingyang still insisted, Lin Litian led Song Yan to his other side, bent down, and looked in through the car window, his tone was not very friendly, and the aggressive eyebrows were pressed down, "He said no."

Xu Mingyang was a little annoyed, because Song Yan couldn't say anything in front of him, so he raised the window, leaving only two people with exhaust fumes.

Lin Litian shrugged his shoulders as the unsightly person left, "It's impolite."

Song Yan: "..."

They continued to walk along the sidewalk of the road to Songyan Community. The autumn atmosphere became stronger every day. The green trees on the side of the road were only bare branches, and the dead leaves were piled up in two trays. Before the sanitation workers had time to sweep them, pedestrians stepped on them. , There was a crisp cracking sound.

"Your tutor told me just now that you used to go to the south city when you were in college." Lin Litian put his hands in his pockets, and one hand was still holding Song Yan's hand. The pockets were extremely warm from the body temperature of the two of them. He He bumped Song Yan's shoulder, and spoke in a lazy voice, "What's the matter, Mr. Song?"

"Yes." Song Yan glanced at him, choosing the latter between concealment and honesty.

Recently, he has become more and more used to expressing his inner feelings, and it is not as difficult as he imagined to say some things.

"Just wandered outside the school for a while."

The only time I went to NTU was because of the exchange courses between the two schools.

Lin Litian asked again: "Have you seen me?"

In fact, he himself knows that the school is so big, and there are many students coming and going, the probability of two people bumping into each other is very small.

Sure enough, Song Yan shook his head, "No."

These two words lightly pressed on Lin Litian's heart, making him a little breathless. He always felt that the two of them should not miss so many years, "Didn't you ever think of coming to know me when you were in high school?"

Song Yan's footsteps slowed down, his eyes were a little absent-minded, Lin Litian didn't notice, and walked forward on his own, Song Yan's hand was still held in his palm, and he was led a few steps forward.

Asking this question is not to get an answer, Lin Litian immediately said to himself, "If you had known me earlier, I would have liked you earlier."

About half a month later, the weather completely cooled down, and Jiangcheng officially entered winter. Song Yan went back to the hospital for reexamination. The doctor said that there was nothing serious. The steel plate in the bone will be removed in the hospital in half a year, and normal life will not be affected during this period.

After more than a month, Song Yan finally returned to school.

When Lin Litian first moved to Song Yan's house, he threw all his luggage into the guest room and slept for two days. One night, he found an excuse and stayed in Song Yan's room.

Song Yan had nothing to do with him.

Thinking about it later, I properly lured the wolf into the house.

Lin Litian doesn't go to the studio often, and the new pits he opened are only inspired at night, and he can't get up until noon.

But he found that Song Yan always used to go to school half an hour earlier. In order to let Song Yan sleep that half an hour longer, he woke up with Song Yan every day, sent Song Yan out of the house, and then went back to the bedroom to sleep.

After a few days, Song Yan really said distressedly: "We both have different schedules, you don't have to get up so early in the morning."

Lin Litian pretended to be innocent, "But I will wake up as soon as you wake up."

After a while, Song Yan probed: "How about... I go to the guest room to sleep?"

Lin Litian: "?"

What kind of wood is this?

Of course, Lin Litian couldn't let him sleep in the guest room, and in the end, under his pressure, he could only sleep an extra half an hour every day.

From then on, Mr. Song, who arrived early every day, began to step on the spot for class for the first time.

On this day, Lin Litian mercifully went back to the studio, and was blocked by Bei Yue in the office to deal with work all afternoon.

He flipped through the documents, suddenly remembered something, and called Bei Yue who was passing by the door, "Have you seen Tang Qing on the way to work these days?"

Unlike him, Bei Yue can be passive and sabotage her work. She doesn't come to the studio all day long. In addition to being Lin Litian's editor, she also has several authors, big and small, who have to clock in and go to work every day.

She thought about it carefully, and shook her head affirmatively after a while, "It seems... I haven't seen it before, has it stopped?"

"If you don't make trouble, leave him alone." Lin Litian lowered his head, continued to look at the documents on the table, and said another thing, "I invite you to have dinner with Yan Shang tonight."

Bei Yue: "Sister-in-law, are you free?!"

Lin Litian nodded.

Song Yan took the initiative to mention this matter when he went out in the morning.

Yan Shang and Bei Yue whispered it in his ears hundreds of times, but if they didn't like it, his ears became callused.

When it was almost time to get off work, Song Yan stood up and walked out of the office. While walking, he turned on his mobile phone to check the chat messages between him and Lin Litian.

Just as he was about to dial the number to tell Lin Litian that he was well, the phone rang first.

The man opposite said that he was from the school security department, "Is this Teacher Song Yan?"

Song Yan: "It's me."

"I'm from the security department. There's a gentleman at the main entrance of the school who wants to see you. He says he's your friend. Recently, the school has been strictly controlled. You can't enter or leave the teaching area without an employee card..." The security guard glanced at the man who was waiting outside the office. Man, "do you want to come pick up your friend?"

Song Yan frowned suspiciously when he heard the words on the other side.

No friends will come to school to find him.

If it's Lin Litian, call him directly.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the security guard thought that he didn't want to make this trip, so he thought of a compromise, "Mr. Song, if you are really sure that it's your friend, I can let him in and make up for it next time you pass the main entrance." Just register."

"No, I just got off work, let's go directly."

The main entrance of the school is the farthest and most remote, and students and teachers don't like to pass there. Song Yan sent a message to Lin Litian before going there, and went directly to the main entrance to pick him up.

It was not completely dark yet, but the street lights on both sides of the asphalt path were already on. Song Yan crossed the path, walked onto the main school road, and arrived at the main entrance of the school.

The person waiting for him stood under the street lamp, wearing a down jacket and a woolen cap covering his brows, no different from the college students who came and went.

Song Yan stepped forward slowly and spoke first.

"Mr. Tang."