Chapter 6

When Lianyun and Zhuma were riding a motorcycle together, they couldn't help but hug each other's waist because they were afraid of falling off.

When she turned around, she saw Ye Lingchen standing not far away.

The other person had no expression, only the dappled light from the leaves reflected in his eyes.

Like a wild leopard with aggressive stripes.

Feeling inexplicably guilty, Lian Yun suddenly let go of the motorcycle and got off.

But soon, Ye Lingchen smiled gently, almost making Lian Yun think that he had misjudged him.

"This car is nice." He walked over and stroked the hood. "Can I try it out?"

Zhu Ma hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said okay. He got off the car, pushed the motorcycle to the intersection, and intended to hand it over to Ye Lingchen.

During the handover of the bicycle handlebars, Ye Lingchen inadvertently withdrew his outstretched hand, and then suddenly turned around, as if he had heard someone calling him.

The Harley was very heavy, and he didn't catch it; the entire motorcycle came crashing down on Ye Lingchen's legs.

This could cause injury.

Even faster than Lianyungang's thinking was his action.

Instinctively, he ran up to try and block it with his own body, but his childhood friend was faster. He pushed Ye Lingchen aside and kicked the motorcycle at the same time.

Dust billowed up, and the motorcycle crashed to the ground on the other side.

Ye Lingchen bumped into the rose bushes behind him, and several bloody marks appeared on his neck. His childhood friend frowned, hissed softly, and tugged at his trouser leg.

Are you alright?

Lian Yun glanced at Ye Lingchen and, seeing that he was alright, rushed over to Zhu Ma and hurriedly helped him up.

The other person's ankle was covered in blisters, from being burned by the overheated exhaust pipe when kicking the motorcycle earlier.

"It's nothing." Zhu Ma seemed to want to laugh, but the smile was quickly twisted into a distorted expression by Qiu Yi. "It's just that I'm afraid the motorcycle needs to be sent for repairs, so I can't ride it today."

Ye Lingchen touched his neck and rubbed the bloodstains on his fingertips. Lian Yun felt his gaze fall on her for a moment before looking at her childhood friend.

"I'm sorry." He sighed and tried to pull the bamboo horse up. "It was because I was distracted that I got like this. Let me take you to the hospital."

"No."

Burns don't require complicated treatment, but they need to be treated as soon as possible. Lianyun picked up Zhuma, not noticing that Zhuma's arm was gripping his shoulder.

"Let's go to the school clinic to get this sorted out first. Ye... Ye, could you please push the motorcycle to the parking lot first?"

The sunlight made Ye Lingchen's pupils appear as black as broken jade. His gaze lingered for a moment on the arm that his childhood friend had placed on Lian Yun's shoulder, before he smiled slightly.

"Of course," he said apologetically. "It's my duty."

***

The wound was treated quickly, but I never expected that my childhood friend, who is such a grown-up, would still be afraid of wounds.

"Can you blow on it for me?" Zhu Ma winked at Lian Yun. "Sure."

Lian Yun felt somewhat embarrassed, but felt that the other party had suffered an undeserved misfortune, and the wounds were so gruesome that it was truly unbearable to witness.

He was used to being headstrong and rarely showed such consideration, so when he bent down to blow on the wind, he not only stiffened all over, but his face also flushed.

"What a great friendship." The school doctor put away the gauze. "It's good to be young. The air in this school hospital is practically dripping with sugar."

Lian Yun instinctively wanted to refute, but her childhood friend grinned and said, "Yeah, he really cares about me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Lingchen pushed the door open and came in.

For some reason, Lian Yun seemed startled and pulled the hand that Zhu Ma had placed on her waist away.

However, Ye Lingchen did not look at him, but instead apologized to his childhood friend.

He must have heard what the school doctor said earlier, but Ye Lingchen remained calm and even brought his childhood friend medicine to heal his scars.

He seemed unconcerned about his relationship with his childhood sweetheart, remaining as polite and well-mannered as ever.

fine.

We're all men, what's the big deal?

It wasn't a complete loss; he slept with his former crush without spending a penny.

Multiple values.

"Lianyun." Zhu Ma pulled him back, gently loosening his clenched fist. "What's wrong? You look so pale?"

Lian Yun forced a smile. "I'm a little hungry."

Ye Lingchen's gaze fell on their clasped hands, and then he smiled and said he would treat them to a meal.

It must be because the family business is related to the upstream and downstream supply chain. The childhood friend and the other party got along very well and immediately agreed.

Lian Yun wanted to leave, but he said he was hungry and that leaving now would feel like a deliberate act.

Ye Lingchen was so natural, why should he be so petty?

The Ye family's driver waited at the school gate, parking in a very discreet spot.

Ye Lingchen sat in the back first, while Lian Yun sat directly in the passenger seat.

So the childhood sweetheart ended up sitting with the other person.

"I heard you're quite popular at school," the childhood friend suddenly said. "I heard from a distant cousin that the most handsome guy in the school confessed to you today. What do you think? Wasn't he pretty?"

"She is very beautiful and excellent in every way. If you want to date, she is definitely a one-in-a-million candidate."

Ye Lingchen paused for a moment.

"I have to thank Lian Yun for introducing me to him."

Lian Yun had been resting with his eyes closed, but when the car suddenly bumped over a speed bump, he opened his eyes abruptly.

The setting sun outside the window burned like wild grass, leaving a scorched mark on the horizon.

Lian Yun turned his face away, expressionless. "You're too kind. It's my pleasure."

“Just say that my family, Lianyun, has good foresight and has the opportunity to cooperate more with the Ye family.” Zhu Ma laughed heartily. “If all the orders are given to the Ye family, could you lend me your conference center that you can’t book at all and only cooperate with national-level projects?”

"A new product launch event?"

"No." Zhu Ma paused for a moment, "Let me tell you, you have to go all out to pursue someone. If Lian Yun agrees to marry me, we should at least find a decent place to get engaged."

"Hey." Lian Yun turned and glared at the other person. "What are you saying?"

Their eyes met, and the other man's eyes also seemed to sparkle with the light of dusk.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong."

When his childhood friend made a gesture of surrender, Ye Lingchen smiled and changed the subject.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, Zhu Ma sat down first, and Lian Yun naturally sat down next to him as well.

Ye Lingchen then took orders, and the three of them surprisingly got along well.

The restaurant served the food quickly, and Lian Yun found that the dishes were all ones she particularly liked. She didn't know if it was a coincidence or if Ye Lingchen had similar tastes to hers.

When the other person turned their head to the side, Lian Yun noticed the injury on Ye Lingchen's neck.

It was actually quite deep; there was even some bleeding around the edges.

Why not treat it at the school clinic?

Ye Lingchen seemed to notice his gaze and smiled slightly.

Lian Yun hurriedly looked away, only to notice the restaurant's surrounding decor.

Several paintings hang on the elegant wall, all depicting faint shadows draped in white gauze.

In the garden, under the night sky.

The shadow was chaotic, like the starry sky of the universe, or like some rare gemstone, exceptionally dazzling.

Its outline is difficult to discern, resembling a seated person or the headstock of a guitar.

Several calligraphy works were also hanging nearby.

"Now I receive orders in the morning and drink ice in the evening; am I not burning inside?"

The postmodernist style is difficult to understand and is completely beyond Lian Yun's appreciation ability.

He only recognized the sentence as being from Zhuangzi, stared at it for a while, and then turned away.

Perhaps because she was too focused, when she wanted to drink water, Lianyun suddenly realized that her childhood friend had used the wrong cup.

"Why is your water so sweet?" Zhu Ma glanced at Lian Yun and pushed his own cup towards her. "I accidentally grabbed the wrong one, use mine."

The other party hadn't tried it either, so Lian Yun accepted it.

"I wonder what Mr. Meng's major is?"

Ye Lingchen then picked up a cup, poured some tea, and smiled at his childhood friend.

"I suddenly realized this afternoon that you have a lot of acting talent. If you were to become an actor, you might win an award very quickly."

"Is it a compliment on my appearance?"

The childhood sweetheart's smile is even more radiant.

"What's Ye's major? She seems very eloquent; could she be a sales major? They're known for their sweet talk and ruthless hearts."

"However, I particularly admire people like Ye. If you're willing, you can come and intern at my company's headquarters. I'll look after you. All you have to do is help me deliver things to Lianyun from time to time."

Ye Lingchen laughed heartily, but the shadows in his eyes deepened, almost solidifying.

Lian Yun didn't really listen to what the two of them were saying.

However, halfway through the meal, Zhu Ma received a phone call, and his expression changed.

Intermittently, Lianyun heard some conversations, which seemed to be about a major project client canceling their order.

The other party seemed distracted and hurriedly took his leave.

After their childhood sweetheart left, the atmosphere between Lianyun and Ye Lingchen almost became stagnant.

No matter what the other person asked, Lian Yun just remained silent and ate her food.

Even though they had disagreements, Lianyun still felt bad for always taking care of her.

Finally, he pushed some dishes over, saying, "You should eat some too, so you don't get a stomachache later."

Although the other party appeared calm, Lian Yun felt that Ye Lingchen had been giving a forced smile all day.

Until this moment, the lamplight melted like snow in his eyes, revealing a landscape of colors.

After the two packed their things, Ye Lingchen told the driver to go back and drove Lian Yun home himself.

As soon as I opened the door, my mother came over anxiously.

"Ah Yun." Her face was covered in tears, and in her hand were some printed papers with pictures. "My school teacher gave me these."

The mother's voice trembled, "This...this isn't you, is it?"

The light and sound receded like the tide, leaving behind a sharp buzzing sound in Lianyun's ears.

No, it won't.

That shouldn't be done.

He has already deleted the data and the account.

"Are you out of your mind?" The mother said, her face streaked with tears. "How can you do something like this? Where are we supposed to put our faces?"

What should I do if I drop out of school?