Chapter 27: An Ordinary Special Enrollment Student

When Ning Song and Sheng Yan rode to East Lake, they got off the car to eat something. After eating, Sheng Yan sent Ning Song to the outside of the Pu family mansion. Ning Song was about to report to the guard when the gate opened.

He waved to Sheng Yan and hurried inside.

Sheng Yan stopped at the door and watched Ning Song go in. The Pu family's gate and high walls gave people a feeling of grandeur and oppression. Ning Song's figure disappeared behind the door, looking thin and weak.

For a moment, Sheng Yan wanted to invite Ning Song to stay at their house for a night.

Anyway, he lived alone, and sometimes he felt too empty and lonely sleeping alone, so he often asked Li Qingyuan and the others to sleep at his house.

He felt that Ning Song would not be very comfortable living in the Pu family.

It's obvious that the Pu family has a lot of rules, and just like Pu Yu, it's hard to make people completely relax.

The courtyard was quiet. There were many white calendula trees, but the Pu family didn't plant them. The fragrance came in through the high walls and was particularly strong in the night. Ningsong liked the floral scent of white calendula very much. The sweet fragrance was slightly bitter, but the taste was delicate and not too strong.

Most of the people in the Pu family had already gone to bed. He walked lightly through the corridor, went directly to the small door at the side, and came to the nanny's room in the backyard.

The light was on in Liu Fen's room.

He knocked on the door, and Liu Fen came out with her clothes on, saying, "Why did you walk so long? I was about to call you."

"My friend and I rode an electric bike back here, and it was a slow ride." Ning Song asked, "Where should I sleep, upstairs?"

"Upstairs." Liu Fen said as she took her coat and put it on.

"Just tell me which room you want to go to. Don't go up there."

There was also a nanny's room next to it, where other aunties lived. Liu Fen was afraid of waking others up, so she lowered her voice and said, "It's the room at the back of the row opposite Xiao Yu's room."

Ning Song nodded: "You go to sleep, I'll go upstairs."

"Get up early tomorrow." Liu Fen gave him the instructions and handed him a load of laundry.

Ning Song nodded and went upstairs with the clothes in his arms.

The lights on the stairs were all on. He went upstairs and took a look at Pu Yu's room. He found that Pu Yu's door was not closed properly and light was visible from the gap.

He went over and knocked on the door. It opened. The light was on in the room, but no one was there. He stepped in and asked, "Why didn't you close the door?"

After saying that, he stood there in a daze, because he saw Pu Yu in the bathroom, wrapping himself with a bath towel.

But he still saw it.

Fortunately, Pu Yu is tall enough, because if it grew on him, it would look really out of place!

He immediately backed out and said at the door: "Excuse me."

Pu Yu tied a bath towel around his neck and came out, his hair still wet.

"Taking a shower?" Ning Song smiled, "You didn't close the door properly."

Pu Yu hummed and said, "Just came back?"

He stood at the door, almost blocking all the light inside. The corridor was a little dark. His hair fell naturally in front of his forehead, covering his eyebrows. He had a very fair and straight face, and looked harmless and delicate. His skin was also very white, but he was too tall, with a strong chest. There was a bit of shadowy intimidation in the dimness: "Do you know which room you sleep in?"

"My mom told me, it's the one inside, right?"

Pu Yu came out of the room directly and took him there.

He followed behind Pu Yu. The lights in the corridor were not on, but the light from the stairs shone on the floor, making it slightly brighter. Pu Yu's back was very beautiful and powerful. From behind he looked like an adult man. Ning Song had a sense of alertness in an unfamiliar environment. He even had an illusion that it was not Pu Yu who was leading the way, but a stranger.

At this moment, Pu Yu turned into an adult male, like a giant python hidden in the black jungle, a lurking danger.

It wasn't until Pu Yu pushed the door open and turned on the light in the guest bedroom that the light illuminated Pu Yu. He saw his tall and delicate nose and the familiar feeling came back to him.

Pu Yu said, "Tell me if you need anything."

"Okay." He asked Pu Yu, "Are you okay?"

Pu Yu lowered his head and got very close to him. "Why are you asking me that?"

He didn't know why he asked this. Maybe it was his sixth sense that he felt Pu Yu looked a little depressed.

"Maybe I'm a little tired today," Pu Yu said, "It will be fine after one night, don't worry."

He nodded and looked around his room. The room was not very big, with a small balcony, a large double bed, a coffee table with various drinks and snacks, and a small refrigerator.

He heard a door closing from behind, and turned around to see Pu Yu had already closed the door and gone out.

He put down his clothes and backpack, looked around the room, and then closed the sliding door to the balcony.

He didn't drink the cool water, but saw that there was tea, so he poured a cup of it, the water temperature was just right. He looked at the time, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

He took a bath and went to sleep.

When I went to sleep, I suddenly thought that he should not have stepped back at that time. In fact, he could have played a joke between boys.

But Brother Yu really is... he is not big, he is huge.

We are both thin, but how come he is so different? He will never be so proud in his life.

Pu Ying woke me up early the next morning. After breakfast, I played with him for a while, and then Pu Ying went to class.

At a young age, he has already started learning musical instruments and foreign languages, taking half a day on Saturdays and Sundays.

Aunt Sun said that compared to Pu Yu, Pu Ying had it easy. Pu Yu learned more when he was young. At that time, Mrs. Pu and her family were not as doting on their young son. It was a complete hawk-like education. Pu Yu was often so tired that he would fall asleep during meals.

Pu Yu is still busy as always. He got up at six o'clock today to go for training.

Ning Song was very encouraged.

Even a young master who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth can be so ambitious, let alone ordinary people like me!

He immediately went out for a run.

His physical condition was obviously much stronger than before. He jogged along the same route he had taken last time. On the way, he sent a message to Sheng Yan, asking him what he was doing.

Sheng Yan: “Walking the dog.”

After saying that, he sent me a photo.

Niu Niu acts cute in front of the camera, so ugly and cute.

He asked Sheng Yan to send him a location, which was near the convenience store where they had hidden from the rain together last time.

He still gets scared when he sees Niuniu, Sheng Yan said: "She is a little princess, very docile."

"She doesn't look like a little princess." Ning Song said, "I was bitten by a big dog before."

Moreover, he did not get vaccinated in time, so he was afraid that he would die later.

Last time it was getting dark and it was raining so he didn't pay much attention. Today the weather was good and there were a lot of people, so he realized that this was a sports park and there was an elliptical gymnasium in the distance.

"There's no reason to refuse to come to my house today, right?" Sheng Yan said with a smile, "I'll show you something good."

Pu Yu was met on the runway by the lake when he and Sheng Yan were walking towards Sheng Yan's home.

He was wearing a black quick-drying T-shirt, black sports shorts, white socks, sneakers, and carrying a long oval sports bag. His hair was wet.

Ning Song saw Pu Yu first because Pu Yu's legs were so eye-catching.

It’s really super long and beautiful, long, straight and powerful.

He immediately greeted Pu Yu warmly and waved: "Brother Yu."

Pu Yu seemed to have seen him a long time ago, because he didn't look surprised, just nodded at them. His forehead was wet, his eyes were dark, but his voice sounded very gentle. He said, "Why are you here?"

"Come out for some exercise. Brother Yan is here too."

Pu Yu asked: "Do you want to go back?"

Ning Song said: "I want to go to Brother Yan's house."

Sheng Yan invited with a smile: "Would you like one?"

Pu Yu's expression did not change, his voice remained gentle, and he said, "I have to go back to take a shower. No."

He nodded and continued walking forward with his bag on his back.

Sheng Yan glanced at Pu Yu and said, "His temper has become so good now."

After saying that, he looked at Ning Song, but saw Ning Song looking at Pu Yu.

When Ning Song turned around, he said to him, "Brother Yu, your legs are really long."

He envied Pu Yu's body and thought it was his ideal body. Turning his head and seeing Sheng Yan, he realized that this was the gap that the cannon fodder and the male protagonist could not cross.

He should be content and keep a normal mind!

Sheng Yan's house is also very big, but it has no walls. He lives alone in a large villa.

Unlike Pu Yu's tidy room, Sheng Yan's house is a bit messy.

He only saw photos of Sheng Yan and his mother in the house, but not his father Sheng Yusheng.

What Sheng Yan wanted to show him, or more precisely, what he wanted him to hear.

"Yesterday when we were riding back, I suddenly had an idea. I stayed up all night and wrote a melody. You can listen to it and see how it sounds."

Ning Song was surprised and asked, "You can also write songs?"

Sheng Yan said: "Brother wants to be an original singer."

Sheng Yan has a room filled with musical instruments and various manuscripts. It's a bit messy. Sheng Yan cleared the papers on the high stool and sat down with a uke: "I want to hear your real thoughts."

"I don't understand music, I can only tell you the true feelings of ordinary people."

"What we want is the feelings of ordinary people."

Sheng Yan sat down and stroked his hair. The red sweater reflected his fair face, making it more vivid and bright. He played a few tunes at random with his slender fingers, and then hummed a section.

Ning Song didn't quite understand it, but he thought it should be something like a demo, with only melody but no lyrics.

Sheng Yan replaced the lyrics with "La La La". It was a very cheerful song with a strong sense of rhythm and relaxing melody. It reminded him of last night when he was sitting in the electric car and looked up to see the sky full of flowers.

As soon as Sheng Yan finished playing, Ning Song burst into applause.

"How is it?"

"Nice!"

Sheng Yan said complacently, "I think it's pretty good too."

Ning Song listened to many songs composed by Sheng Yan at his place. Some were complete tunes, some were half-finished works, and some were just melodies of a dozen seconds.

He really thinks they all sound good.

He thinks Sheng Yan is awesome!

I used to think he was just good-looking, but I didn't expect that he was not just a pretty face, but a person with real talent.

"Then why doesn't your family support you?"

Sheng Yan said: "I am old-fashioned and don't know how to appreciate music. But I can also make songs on my own."

"Come on," Ning Song said, "You can do it."

"When I become famous, you can brag to others that you were the first to hear a song."

"Then when you become famous and hold a concert, remember to invite me... Never mind, I'll buy a ticket to support you."

"Then you may have to be quicker with your hands, or you may not be able to get it."

Young people always like to fantasize about the future in this way, and they fantasize very enthusiastically, as if their brilliant dreams are about to come true.

Who would have thought that one day I would actually go to his concert.

"What about you? Have you ever thought about what you want to do in the future?"

Ning Song thought he could tell Sheng Yan his secret, and he said, "I like games."

"You also know how to play games?"

"Who do you look down on?"

Sheng Yan laughed: "What rank? What game? It can't be the one from my family, right?"

"I hope to be able to make my own games in the future," Ning Song was influenced by Sheng Yan and sounded a little proud, "Design my own games. I'm working on it now."

Sheng Yan widened his eyes.

When he deliberately widened his eyes, two faint lines appeared on his forehead.

"Are you done?" Sheng Yan asked.

“I voted for a gaming company.”

"Fuck." Sheng Yan looked at him, a little dazed, "You kid... I can't tell, how many things are you hiding."

Ning Song shook her hair. Sheng Yan smiled, smiled for a moment, and looked at him again, still with a somewhat unbelievable look on his face. There was a subtle change in the way he looked at Ning Song.

Ning Song checked the time and said, "Oh no, I have to go."

He said he would play with Pu Ying in the morning. He should be back from class.

Sheng Yan sent him out, Niu Niu ran over, and scared Ning Song so much that he hid behind him.

Sheng Yan laughed, and instantly felt that Ning Song had returned to his familiar self. He stretched out his legs to block Niuniu and said, "She likes you very much."

Ning Song remembered that Sheng Yan also composed a song for Niu Niu, called "Little Princess".

This princess looks more like the queen!

The sun was already high outside. Ning Song turned around and waved to Sheng Yan. Sheng Yan touched Niuniu's head and said, "Good girl. Goodbye to your Uncle Ning."

Ning Song: “…”

Sheng Yan smiled, and his white hair was filled with sunlight.

He felt that people like Sheng Yan were like flowers in a dream, born to be brilliant and destined to be loved by everyone.

He ran all the way home, but Pu Ying hadn't come back yet. He was sweating, so he took a shower. After he finished showering, he went to see if Pu Ying had come back, but he met Pu Yu.

Pu Yu had changed his clothes into a black sweater. He was quiet and gentle. He asked, "You've been playing for so long?"

Ning Song told him about Sheng Yan: "He is really amazing. He can sing and write. I have listened to many songs he wrote. He is so handsome and talented!"

Pu Yu felt that he could no longer pretend to be gentle.

But he didn't know what emotion had prompted him to pretend to be gentle since last night. He didn't show his gloomy mood at all, but his heart had already fallen into an icy hole.

"By the way, did you know he has a big dog named Niuniu?" Ning Song seemed to find it very funny, his eyes shining, just like when he hugged Sheng Yan's waist from behind last night, they were just 17-year-old boys with bright sunshine, "Sheng Yan is really amazing."

Fortunately, at this time, Pu Ying's baby voice was heard from outside.

Ning Song's eyes lit up when he heard Pu Ying's voice.

He really likes Pu Ying, who is lively and polite.

Pu Ying ran in: "Brother Ningsong!"

Ning Song reached out to hug him, but Pu Ying became shy instead. She held onto the door frame and smiled shyly like a little girl.

Ning Song went to play with Pu Ying.

Pu Ying was shy for less than ten minutes before she started yelling.

The quiet house became lively. Aunt Sun and her friends had nothing to do, so they just watched them play.

Pu Yu went upstairs and finished his homework amid the faint noise downstairs.

Pu Ying used to be very attached to him, but now she's attached to others.

He used to like this kind of silence very much, but after being dragged into the hustle and bustle of the world by Ning Song, his heart changed.

When he finished his homework and came out, the downstairs was completely silent.

He asked Liu Fen: "Where are they?"

"Xiaoying, the foreign language teacher, is here and teaching. Xiaosong said his classmates are looking for him, so he went out."

Liu Fen looked at him and said, "If you want to find him, give him a call and ask where he is."

Pu Yu didn't fight.

He couldn't describe the sour and complicated feeling.

Who knew that Ning Song would not come back at night.

When it was time for dinner, he sent a message to Ning Song: "Are you not coming back for dinner?"

Ning Song didn't reply to him until he asked Liu Fen during dinner. Only then did he know that Ning Song did very well during his trial period at Xingyue. His boss gave him an extra day and he had to work on Saturday night.

Liu Fen said: "I can't control him. I told him not to work so hard, but he said he liked working there because the work was easy and the salary was high. He also said he got along well with his friends and it was fun to keep each other company."

Pu Yu felt as if his heart was being pierced by arrows one by one.

Ning Song came back with Sheng Yan again this time.

This time, he was familiar with the route, so he went straight back to the guest room. Just after he closed the door, he heard Pu Yu knocking on it. He opened the door and said with a smile, "Are you still awake?"

Pu Yu was wearing pajamas and looked very well behaved. He had never heard Pu Yu's voice so gentle. His hair was a little messy, and he actually looked a little broken and gloomy. He said, "Are you hungry? Do you want to have a midnight snack?"

Ning Song said: "Sheng Yan and I came back from a midnight snack, and I was so full!"

Pu Yu nodded and said, "Then you should go to bed early."

"Good night, Brother Yu."

"Good night."

"Brother Yu." Ning Song called him.

Pu Yu said "hmm" and turned around.

"Is there something wrong with you? Do you want to talk to me?" Ning Song ruffled her hair and said, "I feel like you've been in a weird mood these past two days."

Pu Yu said, "I'll tell you tomorrow."

Ning Song was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Pu Yu to agree.

He nodded. Pu Yu said gently, "You are very tired. Go to bed early."

Ning Song nodded.

When Pu Yu was a child, his family members often told him that he was so dumb and didn't like to talk, and that he would suffer in the future.

Everyone in his family is good at speaking, except him, who is taciturn.

He thought that in terms of making people happy, he was not as good as others and he just needed to do more.

Now it seems that just doing it is not enough. Maybe he wants too much.

He was very, very lost. He had never experienced such bitterness in his life.

Ningsong was indeed very tired, so he took a shower and fell asleep immediately.

He woke up the next day and went straight to find Pu Yu, but Pu Yu was exercising again.

"Did you go to the gym?"

Aunt Sun smiled and said, "Didn't their school team start the preliminaries in March? They should have started training now. I'm afraid they will have to train from morning till night in a while."

Ning Song just happened to be planning to go for a run: "Then I'll go to the gymnasium and have a look."

He walked to the entrance to change his shoes, and suddenly heard Aunt Sun smiling and saying to Liu Fen: "Xiao Yu might be in love. I just cleaned up his room and saw some books like "The Art of Love" and "The Psychology of Love" placed on the head of his bed..."

Ning Song turned around immediately.

ah!

He smiled and ran towards the gymnasium.

The white ash trees along the road are in full bloom, and the spring scenery is bright and beautiful.

He found it funny when he thought about the books Pu Yu read. He even felt that the words "art" and "psychology" had a Pu Yu flavor, and even love was serious.

This is his first time in the gym here.

After entering, I saw people everywhere. In addition to some small venues, there was a green lawn in the middle, open-air, with green grass. There were a lot of people gathered outside the venue, and a group of young guys were competing inside the venue.

They were playing a rugby game!

He had only seen football games on the Super Bowl news.

This is much more violent than basketball and football. It is an extremely violent and passionate ball sport!

He was immediately attracted and was no longer in a hurry to find Pu Yu. He jogged across the stands, jumping down one step at a time, watching the crowd outside the stadium start to cheer and cheer. He jumped off the last step and saw a tall boy holding a red football in one hand and rushing through countless people. He rushed over here like lightning. He seemed to be aware of his presence in an instant, turned his head to look at him, his face flushed, his eyebrows and eyes flashing, and he flashed past him in an instant.

It’s Pu Yu. His jersey sticks to his firm muscles, his legs are slender and strong, his black hair is damp with sweat, his eyebrows are flying, and his adrenaline is surging. It can be summed up in four words: “violent aesthetics”.