Absurd marriage

Sheng Ling couldn't get over the accident that day, so Yu Xiao used the name of psychotherapy to let Sheng Ling live in his own home, avoiding familiar people and environments, so as to reduce Sheng Ling's inner guilt.

In fact, no one really blamed Sheng Ling, it was Sheng Ling who couldn't let him go.

Sheng Jisong had to reflect on the problems with Sheng Ling's discipline in the past few years. He couldn't manage well, so he had to hand it over to someone more suitable.

So she agreed to Yu Xiao and asked Sheng Ling to stay at his house temporarily - anyway, it's not too far to go back and forth for 5 minutes.

After this incident, the security of this community has been greatly tightened.

On the day Gu Yun was discharged from the hospital, sitting in the car, he could clearly feel that there were more people patrolling the street, and they were all wearing military uniforms, holding batons, and guns on their waists. They patrolled back and forth on the main road in groups of two.

"The streets are not peaceful recently." Sheng Jisong seemed to be explaining.

Gu Yun also watched a lot of news when he was recovering from his illness. After the bridge bombing incident, the society in Daynan really began to be in turmoil. I don’t know if it was rumors or someone deliberately released the news. The shadow of the upcoming war has always shrouded the alliance. After entering the Tiannan Royal Bank, the broken window effect intensified under the general environment where everyone was in danger, and slowly evolved into a riot of a large group of small groups. In this week alone, Gu Yun saw three banks being robbed from the news .

The news is news after all, he feels that these things are still far away from him-even though Yebei blew up the bridge because of him.

When the car turned a corner, the driver slowed down appropriately, and suddenly a figure jumped in front of the car window. Gu Yun was startled, and subconsciously fell onto Sheng Jisong's shoulder, and a flaming object was thrown in, before Gu Yun could see what it was , Sheng Jisong had already grabbed the unidentified object and threw it straight towards the empty center of the street. The whole process took only two seconds, and before the driver even figured out what was going on, he heard an explosion!

Jiang Zheng: "?!!" Three years ago, he hadn't had such an exciting game!

The air defense siren sounded, and the patrolling soldiers gathered quickly. They rushed into the corner, and after a while, a strange man was escorted out by two soldiers.

Someone came to ask Sheng Jisong for instructions.

At the same time, "Flying Thorn" also issued a warning:

"Bomb detected, low lethality, etc. Safety precautions in place."

The open car windows were automatically closed, and the patrol soldiers who were waiting for instructions thought that they were in danger.

Gu Yun pushed down the car window again, Sheng Jisong gave him a surprise look, and Young Master Gu said, "I'm waiting for your instructions."

Only then did Sheng Jisong discover that there was someone beside the car window: "Arrest people for interrogation, increase patrol personnel and strength, and don't relax at night."

"Yes."

After the patrolling soldiers left, Gu Yun sat up straight by himself and straightened his clothes. Sheng Jisong carefully observed his expression, and was surprised by his calmness.

"That was the bomb just now."

"I know."

"You are not afraid?"

"Didn't you throw him away?"

"..."

Gu Yun is not afraid at all, this is simply weird!

"I've always wanted to ask, have you participated in any field training or survival in the wild in the past three years?"

Hearing this, Gu Yun couldn't help laughing, and when he smiled, Sheng Jisong frowned even deeper.

"Do you think my parents will send me to field training with my body?"

This question really has no realistic logic at all. If you think about it with your feet, you know that it is impossible for the Gu family to make Gu Yun suffer so much.

If he didn't know it was impossible, he even suspected that the Gu Yun in front of him was not the same as three years ago.

The car parked smoothly at the door of Sheng's house. Sheng Jisong got out of the car first. At this moment, a gust of wind blew. The cold wind in early winter was enough to sting his face. He took off his coat, opened the car door for Gu Yun, and then put the car with his own body temperature on his back. The coat was thrown over him.

As soon as Gu Yun's shoulders sank, the fragrance of Sheng Jisong wrapped him up. If it was a normal couple, this scene would definitely be considered heart-warming and considerate.

Unfortunately not.

"Don't get me wrong." His gaze was casually placed in the distance: "Your parents just got on the plane back to Yebei, I don't want them to turn back."

After turning back, Sheng Jisong had no good fruit to eat.

Mrs. Gu's slap made his right cheek still ache!

"..." Gu Yun didn't say a word, but wrapped his coat happily.

Sheng Jisong walked with him into the house. He was tall and stood facing the direction of the wind. With Gu Yun beside him, he felt that the wind was mostly blocked by this person, giving him a rare sense of security.

The doctor asked Gu Yun to recuperate at home, and the university courses must not be able to take care of it at the same time.

The next day, Sheng Jisong made a special trip to the Conservatory of Music to go through the formalities for Gu Yun.

He just wanted to ask for leave, but the school directly suggested that Young Master Gu should suspend his studies.

When the teaching director said this to him, the two happened to be standing on the balcony of the upper floor of the teaching building. Looking down from here, they could see every corner of the school.

The bold "Anti-Night North" declarations pasted on the wall in contrasting colors caught Sheng Jisong's eyes.

The dean is elegant, her speaking rhythm is as slow as classical music, but there is an obvious anxiety: "

Now that the situation is tense, if Mr. Gu comes to school again, I'm afraid it will cause commotion. "

If something really happens, it's obviously not something a school can afford.

Sheng Jisong could also understand the school's worries. He thought for a while and said, "Gu Yun has taken a break from school before, and it's not appropriate to take another break. Let him take a long vacation. He can take a test at the end of the term and get a grade. It counts as an explanation."

"That's no problem, and we will never let Mr. Gu fail."

"That's not necessary. The papers can be judged as they want. In school, I still hope to be fair."

The dean was stunned for a moment, obviously a little surprised, she adjusted her glasses and said, "Then I will immediately arrange for the teacher to teach Mr. Gu remotely."

Gu Yun thus started studying at home.

He also seldom went out. He learned a lesson. Now, even if he went out of a courtyard, he would walk down the street with four armed bodyguards behind him, for fear that he would not attract the attention of others.

There was no point in going out like this, so he simply gave up.

The school specially arranged for a teacher to teach him, the format has changed, but the content is still the same, so it is not wrong to doze off.

Sheng Jisong rushed into the study only after receiving a "help" call from the teacher.

I saw Gu Yun crouching on the table. Because of his posture, the camera couldn’t capture him. The teacher knew that he was serving a noble master, so when he asked the same question three times but couldn’t get an answer, he immediately gave the answer. Sheng Jisong made the phone call, fearing that Gu Yun would be unwell and something would happen, and then he would be more responsible.

Sheng Jisong stepped forward and touched Gu Yun's forehead. His body temperature was normal, his breathing was even, and he was still snoring when he listened carefully—the old problem of sleeping in class has not changed, even at home.

Sheng Jisong calmed down the teacher's anxiety first, and admitted that Gu Yun just had a habit of falling asleep in class, and told the teacher not to mind, he would still sleep well even in class.

Then he grabbed a blanket and put it on Gu Yun's body, and gently removed the book that was pressed in his hand. There was a line of sentences with fresh ink on the paper. The perfect transition to abstraction.

He took a pen and paper, connected Feiji to the computer, and started the class on behalf of Gu Yun.

The teacher talked about the history of music. After about 10 minutes, Sheng Jisong also yawned again and again. He suddenly understood Gu Yun a little bit, so he had to interrupt the teacher's progress and said, "Just give me the key points of the exam."

"Okay, okay." The teacher thought to himself, even if you ask me for the final exam questions, I will give them to you!

When Gu Yun woke up, he found that there was a mind map with a clear structure on the notebook at hand, and the textbook was filled with key points with red pens—this time it was the key points of the real exam.

"Look at your back at the end of the semester." Someone had already stood up from the chair, and said to Gu Yun condescendingly, "I guarantee you a pass."

"...." Jiang Zheng looked at the clear and logical mind map, but couldn't help but laugh.

In the afternoon, he went to the garden with the book in his arms, and sat on the swing as usual. As soon as his buttocks sat on it, he could obviously feel that the swing was much more stable. When he looked up, the worn rope was replaced with a new strand. The rope is so much stronger.

Sheng Jisong stood at the door and asked him, "Are you satisfied?"

"?"

"This swing, if you like it, I will give it to you."

Jiang Zheng: "......"

As Gu Yun, he accepted the gift that should have been given to him.