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

The family ate a New Year's Eve dinner in harmony, and after dinner, they all decided to go to Paradise Street to celebrate the New Year.

The taste of the New Year in Tianjie still follows the tradition as before.

Dad Yan took the two parents to the side and said that he wanted to enjoy the fireworks, and then gave Yan Baijing a wink.

Yan Baijing made an ok gesture, and dragged Song Yu to another place.

"No, what are you doing?" Song Yu was at a loss.

Yan Baijing cocked his mouth, "Dad doesn't want to be a light bulb, it means let us go and play wherever we like."

Song Yu smiled, "Oh, your father knows you quite well."

It really made Song Yu sure that when Yan Baijing was most annoyed by Yan's mother chatting about homework, it was fine to talk about something interesting, and he cared about beauty and beauty all day long, and he really couldn't bear it as an old man.

What's more, she brought another mother Song with her.

These two people are like girlfriends who have known each other for many years, and it is not too late to meet each other.

Yan Baijing is really one head and two big.

But that's good too, and there's no need to worry that Mama Song won't get used to the two families living together.

That being said, it is still necessary to buy a new house for the three elders, so that Mama Song will not feel that she is a borrowed outsider.

Yan Baijing was thinking about this, when he suddenly heard Song Yu's exclamation.

"Bai Jing! Look! The grandfather of the sugar seller is still there!"

Looking in the direction of Song Yu's voice, the old man was still selling sugar figurines along the street. The sugar figurines on the sticks were lifelike, but the old man looked several years older.

Her hair, which was originally just gray, has now become silvery white.

Thinking about it carefully, in the blink of an eye, six years have passed.

Song Yu stepped forward and waved at the old man, "Master, do you still remember me?"

The old man thought about it for a long time, and seemed to have suddenly realized, "You are...you are that..."

Song Yu looked at the old man expectantly. It seems that the old man's memory is not bad. He still remembers himself after so many years.

"who are you?"

After the old man finished saying this, Song Yu stayed where he was in embarrassment, while Yan Baijing almost burst out laughing.

But Song Yu didn't care about these, "Master, can you teach me how to make a candy man?"

The old man waved his hand, "Don't teach, don't teach, you young people, you only know how to give things to your little boyfriends and girlfriends all day long, and I learn it here on a whim, so I won't come here. How can you pass it on in the future? ..."

The old man raised his eyebrows, "Hey, what do you young people know? You have thrown away everything belonging to our ancestors..."

Then looked at Yan Baijing carefully, "Why do I look at you, you look so familiar..."

Yan Baijing smiled, "I learned how to make sugar figurines from you before, have you forgotten?"

The old man blew on his beard and stared, "Old man, I have a bad memory, I forgot!"

Yan Baijing couldn't help but laugh.

"You forgot me, but I haven't forgotten the craft you taught me. Sir, I'm Yan Baijing. I didn't forget what I promised you back then to help you pass on your craft. Didn't I come here?" ?”

The old man took another look, "Good boy, it turns out that you cheated the old man me badly back then!"

Song Yu abducted Yan Baijing, "Damn it, what's the situation, you're still black history? Tell me, why did you lie to the old man?"

Yan Baijing explained: "Didn't I want to learn how to pinch you from him back then? Then I promised the old man to learn how to make sugar figurines wholeheartedly, and pass on this craft. After I made the sugar figurines and gave them to you... just let this matter go." forget……"

Yan Baijing stuck out his tongue, with a guilty expression like a child who did something wrong.

Song Yu curled his lips, "You are really... powerless to complain!"

Yan Baijing smiled, "But I just thought of an idea to let the old man's craftsmanship be passed on, so it doesn't count as breaking my promise."

Just as Song Yu was about to ask for an idea, Yan Baijing had already whispered to the old man.

After a while, the old man had doubts in his eyes, "Is what you said true?"

Yan Baijing nodded affirmatively, "Really, I won't lie to you, I, Yan Baijing, will do what I say."

The old man brushed his beard, "Okay, old man, I believe you this time. As long as I can pass on the things passed down from my ancestors, I don't mind using any method."

Then the old man looked at Yan Baijing and Song Yu jokingly, "Stop blocking business in front of my stall, old man, I'll give you two sweet treats, especially you." The old man pointed at Song Yu.

Song Yu was at a loss.

"I?"

The old man took out an exquisite sugar figure from the cabinet, which looked exactly like Yan Baijing.

Yan Baijing looked at the sugar man in astonishment.

Grandpa smiled.

"Hahaha, old man, I don't have a good memory, so I use the way of making sugar figures to remember those people who said they want to learn crafts. I have a nest in my cabinet, and I want to give them to them when they come again. , It’s a pity they never came a second time.”

Although the old man was laughing when he said this, Song Yu could hear a little desolation.

The old man looked at the sugar figure in Song Yu's hand.

"After so many years, you alone still remember what you promised me at the beginning. Looking at you is like seeing my wife."

Song Yu's mouth twitched a little.

What does this old man mean? Why does your wife look like Yan Baijing... Anyway, these two genders are completely incompatible!

Yan Baijing smiled and accepted the candy figurine from his grandfather, "Come and find me in our company when you have time in the next year."

The old man waved his hand, smiling, his eyes were full of vicissitudes of life.

Yan Baijing took Song Yu and left.

The two went to put lanterns together and made new year's wishes.

Along the way, they also played various crossword puzzles. Of course, Yan Baijing gained a lot.

"What the hell are you pretending to be in your mind? It's too fast, isn't it?"

Song Yu held the rabbit-shaped doll in his hand and looked at Yan Baijing helplessly.

"Obviously something different from what you pretended."

Yan Baijing looked at Song Yu with a half-smile, and took out the last transparent glass bottle from his backpack.

"Here, the last gift."

As soon as Song Yu saw the glass bottle, he already knew what it was.

"You haven't lost the bottle yet!"

Yan Baijing smiled, "How could it be lost, the things inside are too important to me."

Although the stars and thousand paper cranes inside were all taken apart one by one and thrown on the ground.

But he picked them up and stacked them one by one and put them back.

Although Song Yu had seen everything inside.

But Song Yu never saw the hearts that were put in later.

Song Yu opened the glass bottle, took out a heart and opened it.

There are only two words, Song Yu.

I heard Yan Baijing slowly introduce: "When I was in Canada, I still think of you from time to time. Whenever I miss you, I have to restrain my urge to call Zifan to ask you how you are doing, so I just Write your name over and over again on a piece of paper."

"I did not inquire about your news on purpose. If I knew that you were not doing well, maybe I would really go back to China impulsively, and then I would accompany you to work for others and raise money for Song's mother's medical treatment. I will be busy. If you can’t find your own direction, there will be no Yan Baijing today, who can help you solve everything.”

"Maybe I could give you temporary psychological comfort when I was by your side, but I will never be able to give you a stable living environment. That is not what I want. I know you hate me for not inquiring about you in those years, but, It really doesn't mean I don't care about you."

……

"Yan Baijing, did you take the wrong medicine today?"

Song Yu rubbed this heart, threw it into the glass bottle, and looked at Yan Baijing amusedly, "I haven't said anything yet, why don't you act like you owe me 800 million yuan all day long? I'm a Man, how many times do I need to tell you? I have to bear the sins I made myself, and it has nothing to do with you caring about me. You don’t owe me any love or love. I want you. Now, just stay by my side. Don't think about anything else, Yan Baijing, how come I didn't realize that you are still a sour literary young man in your heart?"

Yan Baijing was slightly taken aback, "Just let me say it, if I don't say these words, I will be guilty for the rest of my life."

Song Yu stroked Yan Baijing's left chest with his right hand, and smiled lightly.

"Yan Baijing, I think you should make up for your emotional intelligence in front of me sometimes."

"How to say?"

"Do you feel that you have been chasing me all the time, and you are afraid that I will run away with others if I am unhappy? Are you very insecure and insecure now?"

Yan Baijing didn't answer.

Song Yu guessed that Yan Baijing's girlish thoughts must have been hit, and he sneered.

"Handsome Yan, when do you think I fell in love with you?"

"When?"

"Maybe the first time I saw you in the Internet cafe, I was doomed to be broken by you. Because I always call myself handsome, this is the first time I think someone is more handsome than me."

Song Yu's words really didn't lie to Yan Baijing.

When he saw Yan Baijing for the first time, from hearing the voice, seeing the hands, and seeing those breathtaking eyes all the way, there was only one word in his mind.

handsome.

So handsome!

Yan Baijing slyly hooked the corners of his lips.

But he pretended not to understand, "How handsome?"

"At once……"

"Just what?"

"I think you're pretty!"

Yan Baijing likes to see Song Yu being so suffocated by him that he can't speak the most. In fact, as long as he is guided a little, he will be too shy to speak with that chattering mouth.

Song Yu said that he had no EQ, but he didn't prepare and didn't need to let Song Yu know about these little language traps, he did it on purpose.

If he didn't pretend to be a young man with a sour taste in literature and art, how could Song Yu say these little love words that he has always been too lazy to say in order to make him feel at ease.

In the end, he just wanted to hear Song Yu's love words, and to see Song Yu's proud face when he despised him.

That was Song Yu's pride.

He conveyed the meaning he wanted to convey, and Song Yu also understood it, and was also happy to see himself smarter than Yan Baijing.

Nobody likes to be praised.

Song Yu is not an unmotivated person, if he finds out that he needs Yan Baijing to complete everything, his self-esteem will not allow him to rely on anyone to live.

He will only become less and less confident in comparison.

Therefore, while giving affirmation, and at the same time giving him a poisonous tongue when he is a little conceited, this will make him really more and more inseparable from himself.

Yan Baijing looked at Song Yu's proud look, and smiled obediently.

It's just that behind that submissive smile, there is a cunning that Song Yu can't see.

Song Yu would be eaten away by him without even knowing it.

He will not give Song Yu any way out, if he decides to love, then in this life, he will make Song Yu unable to escape from his grasp.

Weak people only master how to imprison other people's bodies.

And a smart person will know how to manage a person's feelings, not imprisoned, but better than imprisoned.

Yan Baijing doesn't think that relationships don't need to be managed, and he doesn't think that as long as the two are happy, everything will go well.

Otherwise, where would there be so many seven-year itch, and where there would be so many separation and reunion of lovers.

In the end, the relationship ran out, not because I didn't love anymore, but because the details in life made people impatient.

These will not happen to Yan Baijing.

Just because the other party is Song Yu, this person who doesn't like it will say it directly, if he can't say it, he will quarrel directly, and if he can't quarrel, he will use his body to prove it.

He understands Song Yu's language because Song Yu said it.

"You are a god of learning, is there anything else you don't know?"

Song Yu also understood his temper.

Because, although he is indifferent to everyone like a piece of ice, and hides the deepest scheming and the most malicious speculation towards everyone, but only in front of him, he will be docile like a loyal dog.

Only Song Yu knew that this loyal dog was actually a wolf king.

But so what, one day whoever gets tired of it, at worst, the two of you go out for a while together, and when you come back, you will know that it is best for you to be your mother.

After the sound of the New Year's cannons, Song Yu took Yan Baijing's hand, looked at the sky full of salutes, and yelled at the sky,

"Yan Baijing! I love you all my life!"

The voice clearly reached Yan Baijing's ears.

Yan Baijing pinched Song Yu's chin in public, kissed Song Yu's lips, and robbed him of his breath.

Six years ago, he made a wish under the salute, hoping that Song Yu would be happy every day.

Now, it's time for him to fulfill his wish.

The kiss was stalemate and frantic, until Song Yu collapsed limply in Yan Baijing's arms, Yan Baijing looked at Song Yu with deep eyes.

Affectionate and blurred.

Song Yu pursed his lips into a smile, and put his arms around Yan Baijing's neck.

The two embraced.

Song Yu heard Yan Baijing whisper in his ear.

"Song Yu, do you believe that making a wish is really effective?"

Song Yu sneered, "I don't believe it."

Yan Baijing also laughed, "It just so happens that I don't believe it either."

Because the person who fulfilled his wish six years ago is himself who has struggled for six years now.