Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

It was not too late at this time, and there was not a single student in the school except for the four people in her class in front. Ye Linglan still didn't know what to say, should I say thank you first, so I heard the boy continue: "Actually, I'm a little worried about you. Are you okay now?"

"Okay, thank you," Ye Linglan's heart was full of warmth, as if this boy's concern pleased her more than anyone else, "Well, you didn't tell anyone else about this..."

"No, only the two of us know." Wen Xingying looked at him and said.

"Thank you." Ye Linglan didn't want this matter to be known to everyone, including Jiang Feiyu, who was also close.

He couldn't help but also glanced at the boy, thinking that he had already left, but he didn't expect to stay outside the classroom and wait for him. Does it mean that he also has a little bit of status in his heart?
After coughing lightly, he asked again, "Isn't my appearance at that time very ugly?"

"It's okay," the boy really recalled a little bit, "it's not particularly ugly."

Ye Linglan paused for a moment, then said: "I'm just worried that my grades will disappoint my grandfather, and I'm also worried that he won't let me go out to play during the holidays."

Then I can't be with you.

"If you let him down this time, it's better to give him hope next time. If he doesn't let you go, you can go again next time. Anyway, there are still many opportunities."

Ye Linglan: "..."

He didn't know if he was comforted.

"But I didn't expect you to be here waiting for me. I'm glad, thank you." He also raised the corners of his lips, smiling for the first time in a long time.

"You're welcome." Wen Xingying patted him on the shoulder.

The distance from the teaching building to the school gate is really not that long. Now that the gate is close in front of him, Ye Linglan can't help but feel very sad. He doesn't want to be separated from the boys so soon at all.

"you……"

He subconsciously wanted to ask if you would like to come to my house for dinner, but of course he didn't say so. The two of them left the school gate together. There were only two cars parked on the side of the road, which belonged to them. The driver came down and opened the door when he saw the two coming. .

"What?" the boy asked.

"It's nothing, goodbye." Ye Linglan said helplessly.
"Goodbye."
The boy waved to him and got into his car, and Ye Linglan got into the car too.

The car was driving on the familiar road, but he felt at a loss in his heart, not knowing what he would face in the future.

Today I came home half an hour later than usual, but my grandfather didn't ask any more questions. The family ate dinner as usual. When it was time for a break, Ye Linglan still mustered up the courage to tell the old man that their test results had been issued.

"Oh? How did you do in the exam?"

Grandpa asked calmly, and Ye Linglan couldn't tell whether he was already in love, or just wanted to tell herself.

He took a deep breath, "My total score is 629, ranking third in the class from the bottom."

That's right, his total score is 629, and the full score is 700. His average score is already quite close to 90, but he is still only the third from the bottom.

Grandpa didn't express his opinion immediately, and his heart tightened a little bit, thinking that maybe he would see that the score is not bad...

"Humph."

At this time, a female voice came from his ear, coming from his grandma.

It was the first time in a long, long time that she had spoken to him, and perhaps not really spoken.

She hated him, hated him, never looked down on him, and never expressed any opinions when he was talking to grandpa, but this time she made such a noise, obviously unable to bear it.

This sound was full of ridicule and contempt, as if telling him plainly: Your level is worthy of staying in our house, and you will throw your face thousands of miles away.

Ye Linglan suddenly felt something struggling to come out of her body again, but this time it was not from the mouth, but from the eyes.

He stood up quickly when they came out of his body, "Grandpa, I'm going back to the room first." Then he ran upstairs quickly, this time no one called him, and no one followed him.

He ran into the room, closed the door, and the thing that could not be suppressed for a long time finally rushed out of his eyes!

……

In fact, he didn't know why he was like this, but he really couldn't control it. It seemed that the emotions he had accumulated for a long time burst out, and he even made a loud noise. He knew that no one could hear him, so he could vent to his heart's content.

He has known for a long time that tears can be endless. Just this summer, when the people he thought were his biological parents left him on the same day, he felt that his sky had completely collapsed, and he cried for a long, long time , the tears never seem to come to an end.

This time he didn't feel so deeply sad, but he was still very uncomfortable. Maybe this time he wouldn't cry for so long, only a few hours.

So he cried and continued to cry, lying on the bed when he was tired from standing, and only shed tears when he couldn't make a sound. Anyway, this is a small space that only belongs to him, and no one will come to disturb him.

This kind of action really lasted for a long time, and he didn't know how long it would be. He just turned over on the bed and turned into a side-lying position, feeling that tears were still gushing from the corners of his eyes.

He had been crying for too long, tired, and lonely. He suddenly had the urge to communicate with someone, so he took his phone.

The first person I contacted on WeChat was the girl named Shen Xinghe. Afterwards, Ye Linglan finished writing the message and sent it out. The two people's messages continued, but the person Ye Linglan wanted to communicate with was not her.

He clicked on another person, a boy, who was also in the contacts, but there were not many daily news.

He entered four words in the dialog box: "I'm not happy." Then he sent it.

Not many seconds later, I received a reply: "Then you come out, and I will come out too, and I will find you."

"it is good."

Ye Linglan sat up, wiped his eyes, really felt very tired, but it didn't prevent him from getting out of bed, and opened the door after changing into a casual outfit.

There was no one in the living room. Grandpa should have returned to the room. Ye Linglan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to communicate with him now. He just wanted to go downstairs quietly and open the door to go out.

It was completely dark now, but it wasn't cold at the end of September, even if he went out, he wouldn't catch a cold. He didn't know when the boy would come over, so he walked towards the opposite side of his house.

Although their homes are in the same community, the distance is still quite far. It takes about [-] minutes to walk together, and it is also the shortest road. Ye Linglan took this road.

The cool evening wind was blowing in his face, his eyes felt dry and painful, but his brain was much clearer. It was really impulsive to find people out at night, but he didn't regret it.

He really wanted to see him, even if he didn't do anything, as long as he could see him, it would be great, and it would be best if he could never leave.

He continued walking, his mood gradually improved, and it didn't take long before he saw the boy really appear in front of him.

He was also wearing casual clothes like himself, with a white top and a hood, a style that was very suitable for teenagers, and it also made the boy look like he was shining on this big night.

He raised his eyes and saw himself, so he quickened his pace and waved to him. After the two met, the boy asked Ye Linglan curiously: "What's wrong with you?" He noticed his eyes again, "Crying?"

"..." Ye Linglan couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, "Yes."

Wen Xingying didn't say much, "Let's go, let's take a walk."

There were really not many people outside at this time. After all, it was still late, and the two of them walked slowly along the path. Ye Linglan gradually felt that the thing that cried as if tomorrow would never come happened a long time ago.

There was a set of fitness equipment not far ahead, and some slides for children, but Wen Xingying went to a swing and sat down.

He patted the place beside him and said to Ye Linglan, "Come here."

The seat was indeed a bit long, enough for two teenagers like them to sit. Ye Linglan sat beside him, and the two of them didn't go on the swing, they just sat peacefully.

This place is so quiet, only the sound of the wind and the occasional chirping of insects can be heard, and his heart feels a rare peace of mind.

After a while he opened his mouth: "I don't want to go home."

He really wanted to regard that place as his home, but he also clearly realized that it was not.

"Then go to my house." Wen Xingying replied.

Ye Linglan couldn't help laughing, if he could, he really wanted to live in this boy's house forever.

At this time, he said: "No need, I still want to go back."

Wen Xingying nodded, "What did your grandfather tell you?"

"Nothing."

"Then..." The boy looked at him suspiciously, but didn't ask any further questions, "Did he say he wouldn't let you go out during the holidays?"

"I didn't say it."

"Then go back and ask him."

"it is good."

The two of them sat here chatting nonchalantly, until Ye Linglan looked at her phone, and she had been out for nearly an hour.

"Let's go back, I'll see you off."

"No need," Wen Xingying stood up, "Let's go back to our respective homes."

But there is still a long way ahead for the two of them to walk together, Ye Linglan felt that she should thank him for coming out to accompany her for so long, but for some reason she didn't want to say that to him.

So he didn't say anything, he just said goodbye when he walked to the place where he was going to be separated from him, and continued walking towards the house alone.
Looking back at that time with the current state of mind, Ye Linglan felt that what she did was actually very inappropriate. After all, she shouldn’t have run away when grandpa didn’t speak. How about crying?

Anyway, I should apologize to my grandfather.

When he entered the house, he raised his eyes and saw that the old man was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and there was no one else around him.

Ye Linglan was taken aback, and subconsciously wiped her eyes, wondering if she could still see traces on her face after so long.

He closed the door, walked over and sat down beside the old man, "Grandpa."

Did he know that he was going out, so he sat here and waited on purpose?
The old man nodded, "I want to tell you that I am very dissatisfied with your grades this time, but this is your first time, and next time I will ask the teacher to help you improve your grades. Of course, you can also improve your grades by yourself. Find a way, in short, it must not be maintained as it is.”

"I see, thank you Grandpa."

"Okay, you go back and rest."

After the old man finished speaking, he stood up, and Ye Linglan hurriedly said, "Grandpa, can I go out with my classmates during the holidays?"

"can."

"and also……"

Ye Linglan paused when he said this, he really had too many things to ask, no matter what aspect he was full of doubts about, but he still couldn't ask, and he didn't know if he could get the answer.

"What else?"

"It's nothing, you have a good rest."

Ye Linglan watched the old man enter the room before returning to her bedroom.

He thought of everything that happened today, took out the report card that could be called the culprit, and saw the boy's name in the second place.