Chapter 4 The summer rain is getting heavier, crackling...
The rain was getting heavier, and the sound of the rain hitting the umbrella was very noisy. The umbrella shook violently, and the accumulated rain soaked their clothes.
Chen Song lowered his eyes and didn't look at him: "I won't read it anymore."
Gu Mo was so angry that he wanted to laugh. It was because he saw Chen Song sad and sick these days that he couldn't help but scold him for his decadent look.
Gu Mo had never seen Chen Song like this before, and found it novel.
Thinking about how the person who was so full of positive energy that he was stupid, who told me that studying can change my life and would come running to me with his tail wagging as soon as he got home, has now become so lifeless.
There was also such a moment when I was finally caught by Gu Mo. It was very fresh and satisfying.
He just wanted to see how long Chen Song could stay like this. He was too fond of Chen Song, which made him become even more extreme.
Now, he didn't even read books anymore. He really became a useless person. Gu Mo's enthusiasm was gone and he was even very unhappy.
"What about me?" Gu Mo asked him with a sneer, "You don't want me anymore?"
Chen Song's eyelids twitched, and he said calmly: "Didn't you abandon me a long time ago?"
Gu Mo grabbed Chen Song by the collar and said angrily, "Then I've been with the dog these days! Who the hell did I fly all the way from Beijing in the middle of the night for? I think you've been burned silly, Chen Song! Open your dog eyes and look at who's standing in front of you!"
The grievance that Chen Song had suppressed in his heart for many days suddenly burst out. He glared at Gu Mo with red eyes. That look deeply hurt Gu Mo's heart, and the hand that was pinching Chen Song's collar trembled.
"Gu Mo..." Chen Song's lips twitched as he forced a smile, trying to hide the tears that kept falling from his eyes and look less miserable. "Why do I always answer your calls, but you rarely answer mine?"
"This time you were in a good mood and called me, so I answered." His voice trembled. "What if you hadn't called me?"
"Gu Mo... I have no home. I have nothing but you."
Gu Mo was stunned and felt a little uncomfortable breathing. He couldn't understand why he couldn't bear to see Chen Song like this.
When he saw Chen Song that day, Chen Song was constantly pulling his hair, as if he couldn't hear what others were saying.
Like a monster.
But this homeless monster is just like him.
Yes, what if he hadn't called Chen Song? Who would have helped him deal with these things?
"Okay, okay." Gu Mo pulled him into his arms and comforted him in a hoarse voice, "It's my fault. I will answer your calls next time."
"You have a home, let's go back together." Gu Mo kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes, as if praying to God, hoping that the original Chen Song would come back. "Please don't cry, okay? You make me... feel uncomfortable."
In addition to gratitude to Gu Mo, Chen Song also has a deep dependence on him.
Later, Chen Song asked Gu Mo where he got so much money to help him deal with his father's funeral and the plane ticket money.
Gu Mo said he had paid off his debts long ago. He must have some savings. His father's funeral wasn't his, it was his mother. He was only responsible for staying in the hospital to take care of him while he was feverish and unconscious.
For a long time thereafter, Gu Mo responded to Chen Song's requests and answered his calls.
The relationship between the two has become closer, and it can be said to be quite sweet.
Gu Mo would ride a motorcycle to take him to the mountains to watch the sunrise, and would take him to see the sea.
But Chen Song knew that Gu Mo was a person who pursued novelty. He couldn't stay like this forever.
After three months of love, their relationship became dull again, and Gu Mo gradually stopped answering their calls.
Chen Song would still make a fuss at first, and Gu Mo would try to comfort him earnestly. But Gu Mo still didn't change, so Chen Song stopped making a fuss.
He became the sensible and obedient Chen Song again because no one spoiled him anymore.
But this time, Chen Song could no longer leave himself any room or a way out, and wait until he no longer loved Gu Mo, and then leave in a carefree manner.
Because he had long been deeply trapped in the summer when his father died, Gu Mo appeared before him.
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Chen Song woke up at the dining table, just after dawn. It was only a little after six in the morning. He had no idea when he fell asleep last night. His sleep quality was getting worse and worse. Now he had a terrible headache and couldn't fall asleep.
Chen Song dumped all the food on the table, washed the dishes, and went back to his room to lie down. It was still early, and he only had classes in the afternoon. He wanted to stop thinking about Gu Mo and focus on his studies.
Chen Song searched the Internet for relevant information about Ruoyang Group and also searched for the "young master" mentioned by his teacher.
The current chief leader of Ruoyang Group is Yun Che, the second young master of the Yun family. There is relatively comprehensive photos and information about him on the Internet.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Yun Che's online photos showed him to be a famous star from the entertainment industry. His serious demeanor exuded a formidable aura.
The most handsome person Chen Song has ever seen is Gu Mo. Although this person has a completely different temperament from Gu Mo, his aura is not inferior to Gu Mo at all.
The online introductions about him are nothing more than how he came to power at a young age and how extremely smart and talented he is.
But this was not the person Chen Song wanted to investigate. He wanted to investigate the eldest young master.
But there is no information about the eldest young master on the Internet. Only in the column of Yun Che's interpersonal relationships is it written: Brother: Yun Jingsheng
When I clicked into Yun Jingsheng’s profile, there was nothing there, just one sentence summarizing it: Brother Yun Che.
Chen Song originally wanted to find out some information about Yun Jingsheng and understand his personality so as not to anger him.
Chen Song sighed in his heart, not knowing what to do, so he had to go on with it.
Everything went on as usual in the following days, and Chen Song also had his first meeting with Yun Jingsheng.
When his teacher called him to pick up Yun Jingsheng at the school gate, Chen Song was in a student union meeting.
Chen Song originally joined the student union in order to gain credits to get a scholarship, but when the ministers were replaced, they all recommended him. He was persuaded by several ministers in turn and became the president of the student union.
Chen Song was a quiet man, so how could he handle such a heavy responsibility? However, the teachers and department heads were very optimistic about him. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it. It wouldn't be a bad thing if he could get a better scholarship.
When I received a call from my teacher that day, I immediately asked the vice president to take over and I hurried to the school gate to pick him up.
The conference room was a thousand meters away from the school gate, and he almost ran there.
In late autumn, maple leaves covered the ground in crimson. A man in a plaid coat stood beside a large tree at the school gate. He wore a black turtleneck sweater, black trousers, and shiny leather shoes.
He put his hands in his pockets, lowered his eyes to the ground, and his incomparable profile was amazing.
The autumn breeze blew gently on his slightly curly black hair, and he exuded the charm of a mature man.
Chen Song panted, his hands resting on his thighs, his face flushed from the intense exercise: "Sorry... Professor Yun, I kept you waiting for so long."
Yun Jingsheng smiled gently. "No. Thank you for coming to pick me up. I heard your school is very big, so you can show me the way. I'll drive."
Chen Song nodded and followed him into the car. Yun Jingsheng handed him a bottle of water and said, "Take your time. We're not in a hurry."
Yun Jingsheng spoke in a soft tone, just like his whole person, which made people relax unconsciously.
Chen Song originally thought that Yun Jingsheng was a very difficult person to deal with, very meticulous, and had many unknown secrets, so he didn't dare let others know.
But when I met him today, my stereotype of him was completely overturned. This man is very gentlemanly and calm, and talking to him is like coaxing a child.
Chen Song took the water: "Thank you."
The teacher's office was about six or seven minutes' drive from the school gate. After safely dropping Yun Jingsheng off, Chen Song was about to leave when the teacher pulled him aside and told him to show Yun Jingsheng around, to see the teaching environment and medical equipment.
Of course Chen Song couldn't refuse, so he took Yun Jingsheng for a walk as requested.
He didn't talk much, and it was always Yun Jingsheng who started the conversation. They had a lot of common topics in medicine, and Yun Jingsheng shared a lot of professional knowledge with him, which he listened to with great interest.
When bidding farewell to Yun Jingsheng, Yun Jingsheng also suggested exchanging contact information to facilitate academic discussions and course arrangements in the next few days.
Chen Song is usually a man of few words, and only speaks a lot when there are rare academic discussions.
During their conversation, Yun Jingsheng was a questioner, a listener, and a counselor. He wasn't prim and proper, nor did he harbor any pride or arrogance due to his social status. Chen Song got along well with him.
Yun Jingsheng was more like a calm and knowledgeable teacher, who taught him patiently and guided him step by step.
Yun Jingsheng, who had come from Lin City, would stay near the school for about a month. He would give lectures twice a week, both of which he would hand over to Chen Song. Chen Song would also introduce him to nearby attractions and good restaurants.
Soon, Chen Song welcomed Yun Jingsheng's first class as a lecturer. Before Yun Jingsheng even entered the classroom, his appearance had caused a stir throughout the academy.
But no one knew that he was the eldest son of Ruoyang, only he and his teacher knew.
Chen Song always felt that his teacher was not an old man from an ordinary background, but he really couldn't understand why he told him this.
Chen Song wasn't one for gossip, so he kept quiet. He usually acted aloof and distant at school, and girls rarely dared to approach him. This time, a few of them came to ask about Yun Jingsheng's background, and he simply said in a serious tone that Professor Yun was from Ruoyang.
The lecture hall, which usually only had a few people, was packed with people. A few students from other colleges and majors even sneaked in to catch a glimpse of Yun Jingsheng's handsome face.
As soon as Yun Jingsheng entered the classroom, he was welcomed by everyone, and the atmosphere was filled with whistles.
Yun Jingsheng wore silver-rimmed glasses during class. Today, he wore a dark coat and a black scarf, adding a touch of warmth and refinement to his demeanor. Chen Song felt that he was truly a man of unparalleled beauty.
A photo of Yun Jingsheng's younger brother Yun Che that he saw on the Internet suddenly flashed through Chen Song's mind. He felt that they looked nothing alike and had completely different temperaments.
Yun Jingsheng took the microphone and greeted everyone. "Hello everyone, I'm the orthopedic research specialist the college has invited this year. I'll be giving you two lectures a week. It's a pleasure to meet you all."
Warm applause echoed in the classroom, and someone shouted, "We're glad to meet you, too!"
"Okay, next I'd like to ask a few students to tell us what your original intention was in studying medicine." Yun Jingsheng chuckled softly. "Please answer honestly. No lies allowed."
Yun Jingsheng randomly called on several students, and their answers were quite honest. Some said they were inspired to study medicine after someone they cared about died of illness while trying to save someone. Some said being a doctor offered stable, lucrative opportunities, some said their parents had encouraged them to study, and some said their families had been practicing medicine for generations, so it was only natural for them to do so.
Yun Jingsheng was very satisfied with everyone's responses. Just when Chen Song thought they were finally going to skip this topic and start the class, Yun Jingsheng suddenly handed the microphone to him and asked, "What about this student?"
"I'm curious, why did you study medicine?"
Chen Song was embarrassed for a moment, and stood up almost in an instant. Yun Jingsheng slowly handed the microphone to his mouth, and with a gentle smile in his eyes, he comforted him not to be nervous.
Chen Song looked at Yun Jingsheng, paused for a moment, and felt a little embarrassed. In a fit of excitement, he blurted out, "Uh, because I'm interested."
To be honest, Chen Song was embarrassed to tell his answer because it was nothing special and even a bit boring and pale.
Chen Song was sitting in the last few rows. He didn't expect Yun Jingsheng to ask him to stand up and answer this question.
If he knew Yun Jingsheng was going to do this, he would have to make up a reason that was more profound than this.
Yun Jingsheng raised his eyebrows slightly, patted his shoulder, and motioned him to sit down. Then he turned and walked back to the podium: "I've visited so many schools and heard so many answers, but this is the first time I've heard such an interesting reason."
Chen Song was stunned for a moment. Is this interesting?
"Since ancient times, there have been three unfilial acts: studying medicine, getting a doctorate, and joining the army. Many students may be thinking in their hearts now, studying medicine is so difficult, how can anyone be interested in studying medicine? Is this person probably crazy?" Yun Jingsheng returned to the podium with a smile.
A few voices echoed from the audience: "That's right, which good person would like to study medicine?"
Chen Song's face was tense with embarrassment, and he just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
However, the next moment, he heard Yun Jingsheng's serious and persistent voice echoing throughout the classroom of more than a thousand people.
Yun Jingsheng put away the smile on his face and looked at Chen Song with a fiery gaze: "I am also a psychopath."
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