Chapter 106

Early in the morning, Cheng Yan and Song Yu set off from the school.

He changed into his new clothes that he hadn't had time to wash. He couldn't remember how he came back last night. When he got in the car, Cheng Yan sent a message to Zhao Yibai and asked if they had left.

——Let's go in the afternoon, have you left?

——Let's go, did you send me back yesterday?

- what do you say? When I sent you to the gate of the school, I said that I was not drunk, or was I still drunk?

- You feed me.

Cheng Yan remembered what happened before he got drunk. Zhao Yibai knew that he could drink, so he poured him down with Qu Tao and vowed to bring him down. Cheng Yan also fell down unsatisfactorily. He hadn't drank so much for many years. Now, the amount of alcohol has regressed, and he didn't drink too much yesterday, but he fell down, thinking about it himself is a little incredible.

"Master, stop at the intersection ahead." Song Yu said.

When the master's response came from the front, Cheng Yan raised his head, picked up his mobile phone and looked at his face left and right. Song Yu saw this move.

"Would you like to add more makeup?"

Cheng Yan stopped and punched him on the shoulder.

It's just a little nervous. Appropriate clothes are very important to the first impression. Song Yu took his hand and the two got out of the car.

"Your palms are sweating." Song Yu said, his hands clenched tightly, and he lowered his gaze on Cheng Yan's face.

Cheng Yan took out his hand and wiped it on his body.

Song Yu indulged him, that's a motherfucker, he didn't have to meet people too decently, so his clothes could be rubbed.

Song Yu comforted: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Cheng Yan raised his head and asked, "Am I very dark?"

Song Yudao: "No."

Cheng Yan said, "Why should I see your parents after the military training? Zhao Yibai said that I was eight degrees dark."

Song Yu raised his chin, observed for a moment and said, "Exaggerated."

Cheng Yan has been bored at home for the past two years. He hardly sees light. His skin is stuffy and his lips are slightly darker. Standing under the sun, he is a gentle and clean teenager.

However, during the recent military training, couldn't escape the sun, and there were traces of sunburn on neck.

Cheng Yan followed Song Yu. He thought that the rumors about Song Yu's family background in the school should be somewhat credible, but no matter what preparations he made, he also followed Song Yu to Tan Palace. He was stunned in front of a villa.

Tan Palace, Shanghai's premier villa area, he felt that the atmosphere was too solemn since he first entered. When Song Yu led him to the gate of a villa, Cheng Yan was finally able to confirm that Song Yu was really a rich second-generation.

"What are you doing?" Song Yu said, "Come in."

Cheng Yan trotted over, unable to describe his mood in words. He had seen various luxury villas on TV. The closest he was to the villa was when he went to Luohu. His father paid half a month's salary for a small building. The villa, that villa is incomparable to the one in front of me. It costs ten or twenty thousand yuan to go out for a day. It is already the most expensive place Cheng Yan has ever seen and lived in. Song Yu's house is so big that he can't imagine it. .

"This, here...is this really your home?" Cheng Yan grabbed Song Yu, and his words were intermittent. How could he believe that a person could live in such a big place and run to the south of their city to go to school?

"I knew I should bring you here more, and I'll get to know you later." Song Yu said unresponsively.

"No, you, what does your father do?" Cheng Yan now wants to have a bottom line. He knows that Song Yu's family background may be good, but there is a difference between a rich businessman and a rich man.

"Finance, get his private bank." Song Yu said: "I also do other messy things, but they are not as good as banks. It is the main business."

"It's amazing," Cheng Yan said, "So you were also influenced by your father when you studied finance?"

"Half, mainly because I am more interested in myself," Song Yu said. "When I was a child, I listened to him chanting those professional terms every day, and listening to him talk about some things in the financial circle. He could be considered to have some influence on my choice."

"Then how is your relationship with your father?"

"Better than my mother," Song Yu recalled: "My mother was more powerful when she was young, and she was in charge of the family. My dad was all about his career, and he didn't get involved in family affairs, so..."

Therefore, Song Yu's suffering was not stopped. His father knew it, but because of his strong wife, he was not focused on the family, and just turned a blind eye.

Cheng Yan held his wrist, the tension in his heart eased a little, Song Yu turned back and chuckled: "I'm fine, it's all over."

The two entered the house.

Cheng Yan knew from the outside that it should be quite a spectacular scene, and it turned out to be the case. The living room is resplendent, the table and chairs are all high-grade furniture, the bright flower arrangements by the floor-to-ceiling windows, the gorgeous crystal lamps on the ceiling, and the hangings on the walls. The author's art paintings prove that this is a home where wealthy businessmen and intellectuals coexist.

The floor-to-ceiling bookshelves are full of spotless books, and the floor is polished so brightly that it can be used as a mirror. I don’t know if it’s because there are guests today, or I’m very concerned about cleanliness. Everything seems to have just been cleaned up. The environment in the villa It is much more magnificent than it looks from the outside, and this is where Song Yu lived since he was a child.

Cheng Yan suddenly felt that everything was in harmony. A person's temperament is not for no reason. Family has a great influence on a person. My mother always said that Song Yu has the style of a noble son. , can explain it now, because he is a wealthy second generation, his father is a financier, and his mother is an educator, where can he be? Even without the extreme education of his mother, Song Yu would not be bad, Cheng Yan firmly believed.

"You're back?" Cheng Yan was looking around the living room. Someone was talking on the stairs. He turned his head and looked over. An intellectually dressed woman stood there and looked at them gently.

"Mom, Cheng Yan." Song Yu introduced.

She is Song Yu's mother. It is not the first time that Cheng Yan has seen her, but the tender and caring meaning in Song's mother's eyes makes Cheng Yan a little uncomfortable. The sharp eyes she has seen in the video are not like now. The woman in the video is very young and talented, but her eyes have the sharpness of an eagle. Compared to that, Cheng Yan prefers this kind of gentle, loving and gentle temperament.

Mother Song rolled up her hair and wore a long black dress in Hepburn style. She was not old-fashioned in her forties, and her figure was graceful. It was not too much to say that she was twenty years old. She was too intellectual, like that The ladies and daughters in the movie are elegant with every frown and smile.

"Hello, aunt." Cheng Yan lowered his head slightly, showing courtesy, and swaying between the two titles of "aunt" and "aunt". In the end, he chose the former. He thought his aunt would be more respectful? He wasn't sure. Because Mother Song knows their relationship, it also means she knows herself. Cheng Yan didn't do too much elaboration. He didn't know what type of person Song Mother liked, and his impression of her was still in the video. Sharp eyes, dare not make mistakes.

"Well," Mother Song replied softly, and asked in a sweet voice, "Have you eaten yet?"

Song Yu replied, "Take him to eat by the roadside."

Mother Song chuckled: "I'm asking him, look at you, I took all the words away."

Song Yu smiled at Song's mother. The atmosphere between mother and son was not tense. As Song Yu said, they have gotten closer in the past two years.

Mother Song stepped forward and greeted Cheng Yan to sit down. The three of them took their seats. Mother Song asked, "What would you like to eat at noon? I'll ask my aunt at home to prepare it."

Cheng Yan held his balance so that he didn't look so nervous. He slowed down his speech so that his voice would not tremble and lose his temper, "I'm fine, just eat whatever you want, you don't need to treat me as a guest."

"Of course I can't treat you as a guest," Mother Song said, looking at Song Yu, "I'll be my child in the future, it's better not to be restrained."

Cheng Yan is embarrassed, Song mother can see it? He was nervous, was it because he said this to relax him? Cheng Yan didn't know what to respond to, but just smiled.

Mother Song raised her hand and said, "Song Yu, tell your aunt to do something good, and ask aunt to prepare in advance. When your dad comes back at noon, it's not too early."

"Then let's talk," Song Yu stood up, walked around to Cheng Yan before leaving, put his palm on his head, and asked in a low voice, "Can you?"

Cheng Yan nodded: "Well, you go."

He wasn't so timid.

Song Yu rubbed his hair and left in front of the two.

Mother Song saw the small movements of the two, poured tea and handed it to Cheng Yan: "Don't be nervous, I don't eat people."

Cheng Yan took the teacup, thanked him, and said frankly, "I'm sorry, I'm a little rude."

Mother Song said with a smile: "Why are you so careful with words? They don't look like college students, but they seem a bit mature, and they are not cute if they are too restrained."

Cheng Yan rubbed the teacup in his hand, feeling ashamed, "I heard that you are an educator, so..."

So I'm even more nervous, I'm afraid that if there is something bad to say, it will bring a crisis to the relationship between myself and Song Yu.

"Educators are people too," said Mother Song, "but it's all in the past, and it's been a long time ago."

Song Yu didn't say this, Cheng Yan asked, "You don't do it?"

Mother Song said: "Well, I've been doing it for many years, and I just stopped a few years ago. If you're an educator, don't call me that."

They successfully opened the topic box.

Cheng Yan asked: "Is it because there is something going wrong at work?" Because of this topic, Cheng Yan was not nervous, as if he was chatting with a woman who had gone through vicissitudes of life.

"No," Song Mother's eyelashes drooped, and the temperature of the cup couldn't warm her fingertips, "I just don't think I'm suitable for this industry."

Education is such a big thing. It is something that every parent in the world needs and cares about. A correct education method can cultivate talents, and a wrong education method can also cause many families to be separated.

Cheng Yan remembered the arrogance of the young mother Song at that time in the video, so to speak, she has written many books on education, accepted many interviews, and she is very confident in front of the camera. "This sentence?

"Just talk about me, let's talk about you," Song Mother said, "How about it, is it okay to be with Song Yu?"

Cheng Yan said warmly, "Well, he treats me very well."

In this regard, Cheng Yan would not deny that Song Yu was very good to him, much better than what he had imagined before.

"Others have always been cold, you should feel it when you are with him," Song Mother said: "When he was a child, he was very intentional, so strong that he lacked empathy, and he was indifferent to the people around him. It's better, I think it should be after I met you."

"I'm not that good," Cheng Yan recalled the Tan Tingting incident. He firmly believed that Song Yu in his eyes was the real one. "He's not cold, he just likes to suppress a lot of emotions and doesn't like to mention it."

"But he likes to mention you to me," Song mother still felt lucky when she remembered it, "I am close to him now, and half of it is due to you. Sometimes I can't imagine that he didn't meet you, I and I How bad would he be."

She thought about it, maybe she was thinking of a bad past again.

Cheng Yan lowered his head and folded his hands together, waiting for Mother Song to ease his emotions.

Mother Song sighed, then resumed her smile and asked Cheng Yan, "Do your parents agree to you with him?"

"I haven't said it yet." Cheng Yan has already thought of the result, "My mother... may be a little surprised."

"The accident is okay, I'm just afraid that they won't accept it," Song mother said: "Your family is different from ours, and I'm not a particularly open person. When I first heard that you were together, my father and I were not particularly acceptable. , but his father and I owe him a lot, and I don't want to ask for anything more, I just hope that Song Yu can get closer to us in the future, live a little happier in the future, and like boys and girls, it's not that important."

Cheng Yan pursed his lips.

"He really likes you, and when he mentions you, there is a smile in his eyes," Mother Song sighed, "You don't have to be afraid of me, and you don't have to be nervous about his father, we have one more thing to ask you, can we talk to you about it? Shall I come?"

Mother Song stood up, and Cheng Yan followed her and stood up together, saying politely, "Of course."

Mother Song took him out of the living room and went to a small room. It was a complete study. It was a little dark without the lights on. It was almost a closed space with no windows. There were many books in the room, ranging from history to Science, from humanities to heaven and earth, all the writings of Zhonghai Overseas are in it.

Mother Song took a book from the shelf. It had already fallen into dust. Her pale fingers wiped the dust lightly, and her eyes were filled with sadness, "I wrote this before."

Cheng Yan came over, took the book handed to him by Song's mother, and saw the word "education" on the cover, with Song's mother's real name on it.

"This is the method I used to teach Song Yu, the experience, and the result he responded to me. I compiled it into a book, which sold well in the market."

Cheng Yan didn't know what she wanted to express.

Mother Song said slowly: "But I later learned that I was wrong. This is not a book that can be sold. It will ruin a child's life."

The book in his hand was heavy, Cheng Yan turned a page, and it was attractive enough in terms of catalogue.

——How to make children obey in three seconds.

- The necessary punishment for educating children.

- The parent's correct response when the child does something wrong.

- Should be punished?

-Become a dignified parent.

- Children must be afraid of you.

The title has the desire to make people want to read, why? Literati is the best at playing this set, and Cheng Yan is still in the refined version.

"Why suddenly...give me this?" Cheng Yan raised his head, he didn't understand Song's mother's intention.

Just listen to the other party's explanation: "I want you to know more about Song Yu, I want you to know what Song Yu has experienced since he was a child, I hope you can understand his extreme extremes sometimes, he should have told you that his own some problems……"

Mother Song concealed herself, as if she didn't dare to say it.

Cheng Yan continued her words and said, "I know."

Mother Song nodded: "Did he mention it to you?"

Cheng Yan said: "Well, but I'm not afraid."

Mother Song said: "Then he told you that this psychological problem may not be cured for a lifetime?"

Cheng Yan didn't respond, he didn't know.

Mother Song said: "I'm not sure, I'm just worried that the damage our family has done to him may take a lifetime to heal, or it may not be healed at all. He likes you very much. If you end with him, I can't imagine what will happen to him."

"I won't end with him..."

"Of course it's good," said Mother Song, "but I'm just in case, right? I'm giving you this book in the hope that you will read his sad experience and hope that when he does something bad, you will Be tolerant, he doesn't want to, he can't control it, he won't really want to hurt you, so..."

"I know what you mean," Cheng Yan held the book, interrupting Mother Song's worries, he put the book back, looked at Mother Song and said, "If I'm really afraid of him, this is the first time he has treated me like this. Then I'll leave him."

"Did he treat you like this?"

"No, it's very small, it's not very serious," Cheng Yan recalled his painful first time, which was terrifying. It was the first time Song Yu vented his emotions on him, "I survived."

Mother Song's eyebrows were more worried.

Cheng Yan was silent for a while and said, "Auntie, maybe you think what I said next is very narcissistic, but I want to say it."

"You don't need to worry about my relationship with him, and you don't have to worry too much about the hurt that happened to him when you were a child. His psychological problems will gradually improve, and it doesn't matter if it gets better. I can bear it. After the lingering fears, I still I want to be with him without hesitation. He is forgetting about his childhood and trying to get close to you. I want to work hard with him. We do not guarantee that we can do well, but if there is support, I believe everything will be fine. , why don't you work hard with us, what do you think?"

Mother Song didn't reply for a long time. She didn't feel that she was narcissistic. She just saw the vigor and confidence on the young man's face. They seemed to be moving forward bravely all the time. This is the charm that many people gradually forget on the road after growing up.

"Children's words are mostly naive, that's true," Song mother added: "But I like your innocence, and I'm willing to be naive once, I believe that Song Yu can be good, I believe that we will gradually get closer, I believe you To the end, is this kind of support enough?"

Cheng Yan and Mother Song looked at each other, the tension at the time of arrival was melted into the soft wind, and it had been swept away. The sharp eyes were replaced by gentleness, and the young man's face was tender and fair, with the purest heart in the world.

"I was wrong," Song Mother whispered softly, as if she was not talking to Cheng Yan, but to her former self? "My education was a failure," she said.

Cheng Yan listened to her self-confidence and did not comfort her. People always have to admit their mistakes, otherwise they will never make progress, rest on their laurels, and harm others and themselves.

"Mom, Dad is back." Song Yu's voice came from outside, but no one could be found.

"Go out." Mother Song said.

Cheng Yan came out first and saw Song Yu, he took the initiative to walk over, took Song Yu's arm, followed by Song's mother, Song Yu looked at it and said, "What are you doing?"

Cheng Yan said, "Speak ill of you."

Song Yu listened attentively: "I'll listen."

Cheng Yan said, "I won't tell you."

There was movement in the living room, Song Yu's father came back, the family gathered and had a harmonious lunch.

"Do you have class tomorrow?" Father Song asked. He is very handsome, and he looks like a talented woman like Song's mother, but he doesn't look like Song's mother, and he feels quite majestic. If Cheng Yan had never heard of it, he would have thought that Song's father was the head of the family.

"Class." Song Yu replied.

Father Song put the plan ahead and said, "I will take you out for a walk in the afternoon."

Where will the rich businessman take his son? It should be interesting to think about it. Cheng Yan is willing to join the ranks. His boyfriend is a rich second generation. If he can't meet him, he will hug his thigh tightly.

This trip to the wealthy, he stepped on it.

The author says:

The majestic Father Song: What gift should buy for Cheng Cheng——