Chapter 15 Chapter 15 Ye Xiuming wanted to break through this body right then and there...
Why did he associate Su Ting with good looks again? This is not good... very bad, worse than a physical education teacher teaching math.
"Hey, Ye Xiuming, this proves that you are already an adult, be happy!"
After watching Pei Anhuan jump into his classroom, Ye Xiuming finally sighed.
He couldn't stay in this school for even a day.
It was break time again. He hid from Pei An and called at the stairs: "Dad Su, can I stop boarding?"
Su Ting was on a business trip in Jiangcheng at the time, and Wen Yanyu's roses were delivered to his hotel with unparalleled precision. He stared at Wen Yanyu's bouquet of flowers, his face looking like he had been in a lawsuit for several years. It seemed... he still had to make good use of Ye Xiuming's handy excuse.
"Okay, I'll pick you up from school tonight."
A black McLaren was parked at the main entrance of the school. A man in black with an icy temperament was leaning against the car door, exuding a powerful style.
Someone recognized him.
“Isn’t this Su Ting?”
"Ye Xiuming's adoptive father?"
"Wow, that's really handsome."
"Honestly, don't the other school directors feel inferior when they stand next to him?"
When Ye Xiuming saw Su Ting in black from afar, he seemed to be back in the dream of yesterday, which was both real and illusory. Su Ting's beautiful and graceful figure seemed to be within reach. Thinking of this, he began to feel inexplicably anxious and short of breath, and greeted Su Ting with an awkward look.
Su Ting seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile as beautiful as a painting, which was in stark contrast to his usual serious expression. Although Ye Xiuming's words were incoherent, he still managed to finish his words: "You...you are happy...about what?"
"The company's IPO application documents have been submitted to the China Securities Regulatory Commission. All we have to do next is wait for good news." Su Ting was busy with due diligence and share reform some time ago, and he was really overwhelmed. Now everything is ready, and we just have to wait for the results to come.
It was the first time Ye Xiuming heard him talk about work. He knew that he was busy every day, and he unconsciously felt some guilt that he could not share with him.
He said, “When I grow up, I will help you.”
Su Ting smiled sincerely: "Okay, then you have to grow up quickly."
Ye Xiuming wished he could break out of this childish appearance right then and there and comb his hair like an adult.
The next second, Su Ting took out a sea salt lollipop from his coat and handed it to Ye Xiuming: "I just bought it casually. I don't know if you like it."
Although Ye Xiuming kept saying he wanted to grow up, his heart was still that of an honest child. He licked his lower lip, took the lollipop, and said, "My parents never let me eat candy before."
"Then am I being too indulgent to you?"
"If possible, can you be a little more tolerant?" Ye Xiuming said.
The scorching sun overhead cast a shadow over the two of them, making the light even brighter. Amidst the rustling of the wind, the human voices became scarce.
Su Ting had never indulged himself without limits on anyone other than Gu Jianqing. When he heard this, a huge wave hit his heart, and he said "Okay" almost without hesitation.
The word "OK", mixed with the hazy moonlight from last night, made Ye Xiuming's surroundings filled with a soft light.
Enough to keep him going.
Uncertainly, Ye Xiuming still thought about those photos and the possible stories behind them. Was Su Ting coerced? Have many other people seen these photos?
If he were Su Ting, could he face the absurdity of countless people seeing his private parts?
Su Ting...is he sad?
Once thoughts fall into a rut, they will be deeply trapped in it, causing Ye Xiuming's seven souls and six spirits to be shaken by uneasy emotions. His body trembled slightly, and he wanted to use his weak body to soothe Su Ting's soul.
He suddenly threw himself into Su Ting's arms, absorbing his warmth while slowly patting Su Ting's back.
Su Ting was startled by the sudden hug.
"What's wrong with you? Are your classmates bullying you again?"
Ye Xiuming slowly raised his head from deep burrows. "What do you mean 'again'? Have I been bullied by anyone in school before?"
Su Ting felt that this child being too smart was not a good thing, so he quickly pressed his head back to its original position and said, "Just pretend I didn't say anything."
"You really donated that building because I was bullied." Ye Xiuming thought of this with his impeccable logical thinking, but he didn't expect that as soon as he said it, Su Ting felt inexplicably ashamed, as if he had done something extremely wrong.
The sun was setting in the west, and the sky was dim. Two figures were leaning against each other amidst the throng of people, beside a super-luxury sports car. Su Ting suddenly felt a sense of anticipation in the boring end of the year.
Su Ting's eyes appeared the heart-wrenching scene of himself by the river. At that time, the owl was crying, the moonlight was shining with a faint light, and everything seemed to be the best. But at that time, he wanted to find a huge rock to smash the ice to end his life.
But he was unwilling to sink into the eternal night and die like this, so Su Ting took the shackles given by the enemy and broke out of the world, and he would become even more invincible within the range of sight.
But the most glorious thing he had ever done was to bring Ye Xiuming, who was also heartbroken, home.
A broken person will always grow flesh and blood again.
Su Ting patted Ye Xiuming's head noncommittally, his expression showing a subtle fondness. He said, "This is not something you should worry about."
Unconsciously, Ye Xiuming's eyes were red and tears were about to fall. He thought: He is obviously so miserable, why is he still so nice to others.
"Little Dad, I will definitely be filial to you in the future."
Su Ting couldn't help but chuckle, "When you say that, it makes me sound really old."
"No...you're not old." Ye Xiuming pointed at the middle-aged people standing beside his classmates, "You're different from them."
"Why is it different?"
Ye Xiuming said in his heart: Because they will never enter my dreams.
"Let's go. Last time you said you wanted to eat the food I cooked, and I actually prepared a lot." Su Ting fastened the seat belt for Ye Xiuming in the back seat, and after the engine roared, they left the school.
Ye Xiuming felt warm in his heart and smiled at the back of Su Ting's head.
"When is your winter break?"
Ye Xiuming thought for a moment and said, "There's still one week left. We'll be on holiday on January 28th."
Su Ting's shoulders suddenly tensed up and he asked, "Is today the 21st?"
Ye Xiuming glanced at his phone and said "hmm".
So Su Ting fell silent, remaining silent the entire way, seemingly returning to his initial cold state. Ye Xiuming thought he had done something wrong and tentatively asked, "Little Dad, I will definitely do my best in this final exam and strive to win a few first places."
Su Ting said "Oh" absentmindedly.
"Do you have any bamboo shoots? I want to drink some soup, Su Xiaoba." Ye Xiuming moved from the back of the driver's seat to the middle, intending to see Su Ting's expression clearly.
The lines of Su Ting's profile were also very tense, and he looked like he had encountered something that had devastated him.
What is it exactly?
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