On the Correct Way of Not Failing a Course at the End of the Term

Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and the company gives employees a three-day holiday, but Yan Baijing is still working overtime.

Song Yu simply brought the notebook to Yan Baijing's office, and stared at the screen while reading the book.

Yan Baijing's slender fingers tapped on the keyboard non-stop, and the sound of mechanical typing on the keyboard and the sound of flipping books echoed in the office.

Song Yu was tired from reading, so he turned his head and glanced at Yan Baijing.

Yan Baijing frowned, with a serious and focused expression, he must have encountered some difficulties again.

Song Yu didn't bother him, but walked out of the office quietly and closed the door.

Today is the last day of this year. Although every day is the same after sleeping and waking up, it is the new year's day after all.

Old people often say that you can't carry your work to the next year, saying that it will make your work harder next year.

Although Song Yu didn't believe these superstitious words, he knew that the company was now focusing all its efforts on the game "Song Yu", and Yan Baijing's nerves could not be let go for a second.

The city lights are on at night.

Because it was New Year's Eve, the traffic was coming and going, but it showed a lively look.

Pedestrians are in a hurry, or in groups, or alone, or in a hurry, or contented.

There are also environmental protection workers on the street who are tirelessly cleaning the city.

Song Yu saw under a certain streetlight, a couple eating box lunch by the streetlight, the woman put on a carefully woven scarf for the man.

The smiles on their faces looked very happy.

He also saw a couple of students arguing on the street. The girl sulked in front, while the boy tried to explain behind.After a while, they got back together again, holding hands and clasping fingers.

He and Yan Baijing are just a drop in the ocean in this world.

Nothing special, nothing thrilling.

Yan Baijing is just a man who is at the forefront of his work to chase his dreams, and he is just an ordinary person who likes this man.

Looking at the busy traffic in the car, he suddenly felt that it was not easy to meet in a sea of ​​people.

Together they are so precious.

Song Yu went downstairs to buy two cups of warm milk tea, and when he reached the door of Yan Baijing's office, he stopped in his tracks.

He heard Yan Baijing on the phone.

"Mr. Xue... I beg you to reconsider the project support plan for "Song Yu"."

Song Yu was slightly taken aback.

begging.

This word.

It popped out of Yan Baijing's mouth.

Song Yu hadn't had time to digest this information yet.

Yan Baijing's next answer made Song Yu stunned at the door again.

"Sexual orientation doesn't mean anything, Mr. Xue, you should think about it again, we really need your support..."

"...Really? It's a pity that I can't cooperate with you. If there is a chance..."

Yan Baijing seemed to hang up the phone before he finished speaking.

He could almost hear Yan Baijing sighing, and the sound of him pacing inside.

But the two words he heard most clearly were begging and sexual orientation.

Yan Baijing never mentioned his bumping into a wall in front of him, but judging from Yan Baijing's calm language, he has experienced such things too much.

Yan Baijing's sexual orientation can be known by a little inquiring about his circle of life.

After all, there have been so many incidents in college, and junior high school has also been transferred for this reason.

God knows how this guy managed to keep this company alive.

Song Yu knocked on the door three times, gave Yan Baijing a tidy time, and then opened the door and went in.

He knew that Yan Baijing definitely didn't want him to know these things.

Men, they all love saving face.

Song Yu smiled at Yan Baijing, and handed the milk tea to Yan Baijing, "Hey, it's New Year's Eve, let's have a cup of milk tea, it's warm."

Yan Baijing looked at his watch, it was 10 o'clock in the evening.

Suddenly thought of something, and a little annoyed.

"I'm sorry, I forgot that I should go to the hospital with you today to see our mother."

Song Yu laughed, "Hey, let's go now."

Song's mother's physical condition has improved a lot, and she can already get out of bed and walk.

Song Yu and Yan Baijing bought some fruits to take over.

Seeing that Mama Song's health has improved, several people are also in a good mood.Luo Zifan also brought Zheng Feng.

Yan Baijing took some time to call Yan's mother to say hello and said that he would go back tomorrow.

Yan's mother thought Yan Baijing was wrong, and she also paid attention to Yan Baijing and Hua Nanze's affairs. Yan Baijing only said one sentence, "I will take Song Yu back tomorrow."

Yan Ma's laughter on the phone was beyond happy.

When Song Yu saw Zheng Feng and Luo Zifan, his eyes almost popped out.

"What the hell, isn't it?"

Zheng Feng smiled brightly, "What is it? You are still taken down by Yan Baijing?"

Song Yu thought this was really dramatic.

Zheng Feng and Luo Zifan first met because of military training, and the three of them were late, but Luo Zifan still refused to accept the steps Zheng Feng gave them, so he annoyed Zheng Feng all afternoon, causing them to stand in the sun all afternoon.Later, on the military training carnival night, Zheng Feng ate Luo Zifan in full view, driving Luo Zifan into a daze.

Zheng Feng was older than them, and he was born in a military academy, so he had a strong aura all over his body. With Luo Zifan by his side, he was able to suppress his oppression very calmly.

Zheng Feng also lost the gentle and senior atmosphere of the past, but he seemed to have matured a lot.

"I..." Song Yu smiled embarrassedly, "There is no way, you know, love comes too fast like a tornado."

Luo Zifan and Yan Baijing almost laughed crazy because of this sentence.

"Come on, let's return the tornado. I think you two are playing Qiong Yao, the male version."

Zheng Feng was very emotional when he saw the three of them.

"I haven't seen you for so many years. The three of you have a good relationship."

It was only then that Song Yu learned from Zheng Feng that it was really not easy to have such a relationship after graduating from university.

This evening, the four of them watched the New Year's Eve party in the hotel, playing cards, knocking sunflower seeds, and drinking some beer.

If he happened to come across a song he could sing, Song Yu would cry seriously.

On New Year's Eve, some people will choose to go to KTV to celebrate, some people will choose to have a meal, and some people will go to a bar.

Each has its own life.

The ones that belonged to Yan Baijing and Song Yu were in front of the TV with their friends, watching the New Year’s Eve party, and then the four young men seemed to have returned to the way they were in college, counting down the New Year’s Eve together with the countdown on the TV. Year.

The four of them ate melon seeds and began to chat about the past.

"Song Yu, do you remember the night when we kissed for the first time in the playground?" Yan Baijing suddenly mentioned this matter, and Song Yu nodded.

"Ah, remember, you drank too much that day, I told you later."

Yan Baijing suddenly smiled.

"Actually, that day, I was sober."

Song Yu suddenly froze, and a melon seed slammed onto Yan Baijing, "Damn it! You did it on purpose! You are a scheming bitch! You pretended to be the real one, and I even bought yogurt for you to feed, what the fuck, Don't you fucking feel so happy in your heart?"

Yan Baijing smiled triumphantly.

"Yes, you are easy to deceive."

Song Yu directly punched Yan Baijing, "Scheming bitch! Do you know how much I felt guilty for you that week?"

Yan Baijing laughed forcefully, before changing the subject.

"Hey, Zifan, tell me how you managed to get such a mighty instructor as our instructor?"

Luo Zifan smiled lazily.

"We're not as entangled as you two."

Zheng Feng nodded.

"Because I had a crush on Luo Zifan, that's why I gnawed on Luo Zifan that day."

Song Yu was lying again.

"Didn't you say you are straight!!"

Zheng Feng smiled slyly.

"I lied to you. How dare you admit it casually at that time, have you ever seen a straight man yelling that he is a straight man?"

Song Yu suddenly thought of himself.

It's true that he is a straight man all day long.

In fact...he didn't seem to be going anywhere at all.

Yan Baijing showed a wretched look, "Actually, I'm curious about one thing."

The three of them coincidentally saw Yan Baijing's suddenly obscene expression, Luo Zifan had a vague premonition, and answered first:

"Yan Baijing, please don't tell me who you want to ask."

Yan Baijing frowned.

"you guessed right."

Luo Zifan really wanted to cut Yan Baijing with a knife.

But Zheng Feng admitted it openly.

"I will treat him as 0."

In fact, if Zheng Feng wanted to be number one, Luo Zifan would not be able to suppress him at all.

Zheng Feng smiled.

"Because when I was chasing him, he told me that he was only 1. Then I can't help it. Who told me to like him, it doesn't matter if he is 0."

Yan Baijing looked at Luo Zifan with raised eyebrows.

"Oh, not bad, you are suave and suave, and you have attracted countless heroes to bow down."

Luo Zifan replied impatiently, "Get out."

Several people were almost drunk, Luo Zifan and Zheng Feng went to another room to rest.

As soon as Song Yu lay back, Yan Baijing immediately pressed down.

Sensing Yan Baijing's masculine breath, Song Yu kicked Yan Baijing's stomach almost without hesitation.

"Go and take a shower."

Yan Baijing played tricks, "You come with me."

Song Yu also had nothing to do with Yan Baijing, who accidentally overheard Yan Baijing's phone call today.

It hurts so bad.

Song Yu's heart softened, and he agreed to Yan Baijing's request to take a bath together.

So when Song Yu was wiped clean by this beast in the bathroom, he really wanted to bite off his tongue.

He was pressed against the bathroom wall by Yan Baijing, his face and chest were covered with cold tiles, but his skin was hot against the back.

The front end was blocked by Yan Baijing to prevent him from shooting, and the back was so fucked that he almost exploded.

He just felt that with every entry and exit, his body was no longer his own.

He swore that if he believed Yan Baijing's nonsense next time, he would not believe Song.

When the two of them finally took a shower and lay on the bed, Song Yu was exhausted.

Yan Baijing put his arms around Song Yu's waist, leaned his head against Song Yu's chest, and closed his eyes.

When Yan Baijing approached, Song Yu was slightly taken aback.

Song Yu's hand caressed Yan Baijing's head in a strange way.

He is not perfect as written in the novel, who can handle everything.

Occasionally, like this, there are times when you need to rely on it.

Fortunately, Yan Baijing now has him to rely on.

Even if it is only psychological comfort, it cannot give too much substantive help.

In a lifetime, a person must have a belief that allows him to persevere. Only with this belief can he persist in gritting his teeth and go on.

Human beings are really contradictory creatures. Obviously, feelings cannot provide any substantial help, so they are dispensable.But, sometimes, this kind of insubstantial thing just makes you feel that everything is worth it.

Song Yu was very helpless because Mr. Xue gave up cooperation because of discrimination against sexuality.

He can't help Yan Baijing solve this problem, he can only face it with him, he will not say a word to Yan Baijing at this time, for your future, let's break up.

He would not do such a thing that would only make Yan Baijing worse.

He also couldn't understand this so-called thinking for the sake of the other party.

If you really think about each other, then live happily every day.

Ordinary and simple happiness is enough.

Eco-friendly couples feeding each other under street lamps, young lovers quarreling on the street.

Ordinary and simple happiness can be seen everywhere.

No matter how hard the road ahead is, let's go together.

Song Yu gently kissed Yan Baijing's forehead, and hugged him into his arms.

"Good night."