The Dark Side of the Piano Boy (24)
The boy suddenly put down his bowl and chopsticks and made a cheesy yet touching confession to himself...
Jiang Ye was stunned.
I don’t know why, but my mind is full of what Lu Zhiran just said.
My dream, from six years ago to now, has always been you, Teacher Jiang.
My ears were blank, my mouth was numb, but my heartbeat was getting faster and faster, so real.
Jiang Ye ate his meal in a daze until the rice in his bowl was almost gone. Then he finally thought and asked, "But don't you like the piano?"
Lu Zhiran has played the piano for six years, so it's not right that he doesn't like the piano.
Moreover, when he listened to Lu Zhiran playing the piano, he could really hear Lu Zhiran's strong and sincere emotions from the sound of the piano.
That can't be fake.
"Because...Mr. Jiang, you teach piano."
If Jiang Ye taught guitar, violin and saxophone in those days, then he would play guitar, violin and saxophone now, and definitely not piano.
Lu Zhiran stared at Jiang Ye, his eyes were as curved as peach petals, narrow and deep, beautiful enough to make people feel uneasy. His lips were also like cherry blossoms, pink, clean and attractive.
"Teacher Jiang...I don't like the piano."
"It's you."
The beautiful and charming voice is almost soul-stirring.
The rice in Jiang Ye's mouth instantly exuded a soft and sweet taste. He was not a person who liked sweet talk, nor did he advocate romance...
However, when these words came out of Lu Zhiran's mouth, it was as if they were tinged with magic.
He couldn't help being happy.
Although his heart was beating like a deer, Jiang Ye maintained his image as a "good teacher". He said seriously,
"Even if playing the piano is not your dream, it is definitely your career... As a man, you should always do your career well."
The boy sitting opposite Jiang Ye looked at him.
"Teacher Jiang, you are also my career."
The dream is you, the career is you.
The starlight of the past, the yearning for the future.
It's all you.
…
Jiang Ye never thought that the little boy back then would become such a good flirter when he grew up.
He couldn't bear the hot and lingering gaze from the opposite side, so he lowered his head hastily, pretending nothing had happened and concentrating on eating.
At this time, Lu Zhiran said again,
"Teacher, you said it yourself that a man should do his job well."
Jiangye is Lu Zhiran's career, so Lu Zhiran...
Jiang Ye's face flushed as if it was burned. He was not a shy person, but Lu Zhiran... was really too talkative.
After saying so many flowery words, who wouldn't blush?
This meal was extremely ambiguous. Although there was no kissing or touching, Jiang Ye felt restless and uneasy, as if he had been treated like that by Lu Zhiran...
After dinner, Jiang Ye stood up from his seat and started to clean up the dishes.
Lu Zhiran also came to help.
The two of them were busy washing the pots, pans, bowls and chopsticks.
Finally, they sat on the sofa tacitly.
…
Jiang Ye had just sat on the sofa when Lu Zhiran slowly stretched out his hand and touched Jiang Ye's body.
The five slender, white fingers with distinct joints are so beautiful that one can't take their eyes off them.
However, at this moment, he is doing some low-end and vulgar things.
Lu Zhiran was originally lying on the sofa, but before he knew it, he slowly leaned on Jiang Ye's legs, with his head resting on Jiang Ye's thighs, and his beautiful eyes looked up at him from below.
That hand has never been used at all.
Jiang Ye was about to speak to stop Lu Zhiran, but Lu Zhiran seemed to see through what he wanted to say at a glance and stared at him with a half-smile.
"Teacher Jiang, you promised me that tonight... you can do whatever you want to me."
Actually... Jiang Ye has always remembered it.
That's why he has never resisted Lu Zhiran until now.
I just couldn't help but criticize Lu Zhiran verbally.
"Can't I even say a few words to you?"
He watched helplessly as the boy did whatever he wanted to him, and he couldn't resist. If he couldn't even say anything at this time, it would really be...
Certain human rights are also gone.
Lu Zhiran chuckled softly, and his slender fingers caressed Jiang Ye's clothes with mischievous interest.
The young man spoke slowly and dotingly, "What you said...then it's up to you, Teacher Jiang."
"After all, I like the way Mr. Jiang speaks in a hypocritical manner but acts honestly."
Although she criticized him and taught him verbally, her body was already under his control, becoming more and more sensitive and more and more out of control.
In fact, this is also a different kind of satisfaction, isn't it?
"Um……"
What Jiang Ye didn't expect was that his own voice would be beyond his control.
When Lu Zhiran teased her, she couldn't help but make some discordant sounds, which made her feel extremely embarrassed.
The young man slowly lifted his head from Jiang Ye's legs. He sat up straight, stretched out his hands to hold Jiang Ye in his arms, and kissed Jiang Ye affectionately.
The atmosphere in the living room gradually became more heated, making people blush and their hearts beat faster.
While panting, Jiang Ye heard Lu Zhiran muttering in his ear like a devil.
"Teacher Jiang...your body's reaction tells me that you are also looking forward to everything that will happen tonight."
…
Jiang Ye let Lu Zhiran torment him the whole night.
Sometimes, I can't help but shed tears.
Lu Zhiran looks kind, innocent, and an elegant gentleman, but he likes to do the most obscene things with a smile on his face, enjoying Jiang Ye's reactions.
Until the end, when the night of extravagance finally came to an end, Lu Zhiran seemed to have calmed down from the carnival.
He began to coax Jiang Ye who had been badly bullied by him before.
"I'm sorry I was so harsh to the teacher just now..."
"The teacher won't blame me, right?"
"The teacher's performance just now was really attractive. I like it so much..."
"Teacher Jiang, Teacher Jiang..."
After being tortured by Lu Zhiran for a whole night, Jiang Ye still had to endure Lu Zhiran's other side that seemed to have two personalities.
Lu Zhiran looked at Jiang Ye lying powerless on the bed and thought that Jiang Ye was angry.
I started to feel nervous.
He became more clingy and well-behaved, coaxing his teacher Jiang.
Five minutes later, Jiang Ye, who had recovered some strength, sat up from the bed.
Lu Zhiran thought Jiang Ye was going to start "revenge" on him.
He sat motionless on the bed, watching Jiang Ye put on his clothes, get out of bed, and then drag his tired body out of the living room.
The young man on the bed opened his thin lips, wanting to call Jiang Ye.
But not long after, the man outside the living room walked in again.
Holding a cotton swab and ointment in hand.
Lu Zhiran looked at what Jiang Ye was holding, his long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he asked, "Teacher...are you going to apply medicine to me?"
Jiang Ye said, "Yeah."
He noticed it when he was cooking during the day. There was another scar on Lu Zhiran's wrist.
It should have been done by him himself last time, not long after Lu Zhiran left his apartment.
Jiang Ye walked to the bedside and said in a gentle voice, "Put out your hand."
I thought the man was angry with me, but now he not only wanted to apply medicine to my scarred wound, but also spoke to me in such a gentle and calm tone.
Lu Zhiran was stunned.
My heart is overwhelmed by countless emotions.
"Hurry, put your hands out." Jiang Ye urged again.
He is a little tired and wants to sleep.
But before going to bed, I have to help Lu Zhiran treat his wound.
Lu Zhiran slowly stretched out his arms.
On the snow-white and delicate wrist, there are scars as hideous as centipede-like ones, some deep and some shallow, which are quite glaring.
Among these wounds, both new and old, Jiang Ye had no way to treat the old ones, so he could only treat the latest scar for Lu Zhiran.
Jiang Ye dipped a cotton swab in ointment and carefully wiped Lu Zhiran's wound.
"Why do you make yourself like this?"
There was a hint of tender concern in the tone of blame.
Lu Zhiran leaned against the bed, his beautiful and clean face showing no emotion. He said coldly, "Because I cried."
Every time you cry, a scar will be left on your hand.
This is how the boy grew up, step by step, and has come to where he is today.
Jiang Ye was so distressed that he buried his head and carefully applied medicine to Lu Zhiran. After applying the medicine, he also tied a bandage for Lu Zhiran.
"Don't do such stupid things again."
"I will always be by your side to supervise you, Lu Zhiran."
After saying this, Jiang Ye bowed his head devoutly, and kissed the boy's ugly white wrist with a distressed look on his face.
He said, "Lu Zhiran, I love you."
The boy felt like crying, but this time, he was able to control his tears.
Lu Zhiran smiled softly and straightened up.
Go kiss Jiang Ye's forehead.
"Teacher Jiang, I love you too."
——
Jiang Ye and Lu Zhiran spent a period of unrestrained days in the rented house.
The relationship between the two heated up rapidly.
And it never came down again.
Half a month later, Jiang Ye suddenly received a call from Lu Ya.
Jiang Ye asked nonchalantly, "Ms. Lu called me out of the blue. What's the matter?"
Lu Ya was silent on the phone for quite a long time.
Finally, Lu Ya asked, "Are you and my son together?"
Lu Zhiran is sitting next to Jiang Ye at this moment.
He could also hear Lu Ya's voice on the phone.
However, in response to the call from Lu Ya, he was unusually indifferent, without any emotion at all.
Jiang Ye hesitated for a while and told the truth, "Yes."
After saying the word, Jiang Ye cautiously glanced at Lu Zhiran standing beside him.
I want to know what Lu Zhiran thinks.
But Lu Zhiran still had no expression, as if he had no idea who was on the phone.
However——
Just when Jiang Ye was about to continue speaking, Lu Zhiran snatched the phone from his hand.
"I don't care what kind of agreement you and Jiang Ye had. You are no longer qualified to interfere in my life. I just want to be with Jiang Ye."
It was a long speech, but Lu Zhiran spoke it slowly and logically.
The cold and low voice keeps people away.
The woman on the other end of the phone spoke slowly.
"Zhi Ran, you misunderstood. I'm not calling to break you up."
Lu Zhiran frowned, and his delicate facial features vaguely reflected those of Lu Ya.
He pursed his lips and said nothing.
Lu Ya said, "I called to wish you and Jiang Ye the best."