Siheyuan: A young man starts a game and ignores the law

"Ye Fei, do you have a crush on Su Ming?" Ye's mother asked gently. She knew what her daughter was thinking.

Ye Fei was stunned for a moment. She hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded slightly, acknowledging her own thoughts.

"Mom, I...I don't know what to do." Ye Fei said in a low voice, her eyes full of confusion and anxiety.

Mother Ye gently pulled Ye Fei's hand and comforted her softly: "Silly child, it's okay. Relationships need time to develop. Take your time, and everything will be fine."

Ye Fei raised her head and looked at her mother's warm eyes. Her heart gradually calmed down. "Yes, I will. Thank you, Mom."

Ye Fei opened her drawing table, gently picked up the pencil, stroked its tip, and felt a familiar silence in her heart. She closed her eyes and tried to draw a clear picture of Su Ming in her mind, his gentle eyes, charming smile, and deep breath.

As the pencil in her hand moves, lines appear on the drawing paper, as if they are the continuation of life, and every stroke carries her inner tenderness. She paints attentively, immersed in the joy of creation, and forgets the passage of time.

The lights in the studio were dim and warm, casting a soft light on her face, outlining a faint silhouette. Her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was thinking about something, but she didn't want to disturb the work in her hands.

Painting is a way for her to vent and express her emotions. In the middle of the night, she poured her emotions onto the canvas, and through the dance of the pencil, she conveyed her true feelings to Su Ming.

The wind outside the window gradually died down, and it was already very late at night. Ye Fei raised her head and glimpsed the starry night sky outside the window, and a sense of tranquility surged in her heart.

"Oh, this kid is staying up late to paint again." Ye's mother walked into the studio and saw Ye Fei painting attentively. She couldn't help but sigh softly.

Ye Fei heard her mother's voice, slowly raised her head and smiled. "Mom, I want to draw a special picture."

Mother Ye walked over to her and carefully examined the work in her hands. "Is this... Su Ming?" She raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Ye Fei nodded, "Yes, I want to draw a picture that can express the emotions in my heart."

Mother Ye patted Ye Fei's shoulder gently and said, "Child, you need courage to express your feelings. I believe you will find the right way."

Ye Fei smiled slightly, feeling her mother's support and encouragement. She continued to devote herself to the painting process, the pencil dancing on the canvas, drawing beautiful lines, as if telling the story in her heart.

Ye Fei sighed softly, packed up her painting tools, stood up and walked out of the studio. Her mind was filled with Su Ming's figure, and every smile and every word were deeply engraved in her heart. Although she tried to escape, she found that she could not resist her feelings for him.

Walking into the bedroom, Ye Fei lay quietly on the bed, thinking about every bit of her acquaintance with Su Ming. His gentle eyes, firm figure, and the encouragement and support he gave made her feel extremely warm.

"Ye Fei, why aren't you asleep yet?" Ye's mother walked into the bedroom and saw that she was still awake, and asked worriedly.

Ye Fei smiled gently, "Mom, I have something to tell you."

Ye's mother sat beside the bed, looking at her with concern. "What's the matter? Is it about Su Ming?"

Ye Fei nodded, "Yes, Mom, I want to talk to you about Su Ming."

Mother Ye patted her hands gently and said, "Child, I know you have special feelings for Su Ming, but you must remember that feelings take time to cultivate. Don't be impatient."

Ye Fei lowered her eyes and said softly, "Mom, I know my feelings. I am sure that the person I love is Su Ming."

A glimmer of enlightenment flashed in Ye's mother's eyes. She gently stroked Ye Fei's hair and said, "Child, no matter what you choose, I will support you."

Ye Fei felt the warmth from her mother, and the doubts in her heart gradually dissipated, replaced by a sense of firmness and confidence.

"Mom, thank you." Ye Fei said softly, with a determined light in her eyes.

Mother Ye smiled and said, "Child, you have to believe in yourself and your choice. No matter what happens, I will always be by your side."

Su Ming lay quietly on the bed, the moonlight shining through the window onto his face, casting a soft shadow. He closed his eyes and recalled every moment he had spent with Ye Fei.

He remembered that day at school when he encountered difficulties, Ye Fei was always the first to stand up and help him; he remembered that cold winter night when he was sick and bedridden, Ye Fei stayed by his side and took care of him all night; he remembered that when he was in a low mood, Ye Fei softly sang a touching song that warmed his heart.

"Su Ming, why aren't you asleep yet?" Su's mother walked into his room and saw that he was still awake. She couldn't help but ask with concern.

Su Ming raised his head and smiled slightly, "It's okay, Mom, I'm just thinking about something."

Mother Su sat by the bed and looked at him tenderly, "Is it about Ye Fei?"

Su Ming nodded, "Yes, that's right."

Mother Su patted his hands gently and said, "Son, you know that your mother supports you. Don't give up your happiness because of a momentary confusion."

Su Ming looked at his mother gratefully, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. "Thank you, Mom. I will think about it carefully."

Su's mother held his hand, her eyes full of love, "No matter what decision you make, Mom will support you."

Su Ming's heart was filled with gratitude. He knew that with his mother's support, he would have the courage to pursue his own happiness. He decided to think it over carefully and not let any regrets remain in his heart.

On this quiet night, Su Ming sat alone at his desk, thinking about a lot of things. He gently brushed away the dust on the table, opened the drawer, and took out a small folded piece of paper. It was a photo of him and Ye Fei at school. She smiled brightly and movingly, as if the sun was shining in his heart.

Ye Fei's smile lingered in his heart, making him more and more aware that she was the one he truly loved. This feeling intoxicated him, and also made him feel relieved and found his home.

"Su Ming, what are you doing?" Su's mother pushed open the door and saw him sitting there silently, and couldn't help but ask with concern.

Su Ming raised his head and looked at his mother with a smile, "Nothing, Mom, I'm just thinking about something."

Mother Su walked up to him and patted his shoulder gently, "Is it about Ye Fei?"

Su Ming nodded, "Well, I think I understand."