Be at the same table with the rumored boss

Chapter 59 Dandelion

It was rare for Ms. Pan to be at home on the first day of the new semester. She set the alarm clock for getting up early, got up at about four o'clock, and tried to cook a decent breakfast for her son in the kitchen.

Xiao Lang has always been a light sleeper, and he has the physique to be awakened two or three times a night. In addition, the kitchen is only a few steps away from his bedroom, so when Ms. Pan almost cut her hand and exclaimed, he had already stood up. At the kitchen door.

"What?" Xiao Lang asked anxiously, not knowing what Pan Xueying's situation was.

Can't wait for Pan Xueying to answer, Xiao Lang walked over a few steps, grabbed Ms. Pan's hand and looked around carefully, and he was relieved after confirming that there was no wound, "Leave me alone."

After Xiao Lang came in, Ms. Pan kept her head down the whole time without saying a word, looking embarrassed like a child who has done something wrong.She seemed a little sad when she heard Xiao Lang's "exit order", and sighed softly as she looked at her child.

"I was going to cook you a meal, but I screwed up anyway."

Xiao Lang frowned at the remorse in Ms. Pan's tone. He didn't want to continue the topic in front of him. The thousand sheets on the chopping board provided a good opportunity to change the topic.

Xiao Lang formed a roll from the thousands of rolls laid out on the chopping board. He took a knife and cut towards the thousand rolls. Evenly."

Ms. Pan looked at his figure behind him and didn't speak for a long time. When Xiao Lang turned around to look at him, she was secretly crying.

Unexpectedly, when her son turned around suddenly, Pan Xueying turned her head and hastily wiped away her tears with her hands.

Xiao Lang put down his work, took out a tissue from the tissue bag he carried and handed it to Ms. Pan. He looked away, unable to bear to see Ms. Pan's appearance, "Mom, go and have a rest."

Pan Xueying wiped her tears with a paper towel, knowing that she would not be of much help if she stayed here, so she simply handed over the kitchen to Xiao Lang.

After returning to the living room, Pan Xueying originally wanted to help her son pack his clothes, but found that there was a packed suitcase at the door of Xiao Lang's bedroom. She wanted to throw out the trash in the trash can in the living room, but she saw the trash can when she walked up to her It has long been replaced with new garbage bags.

Pan Xueying looked around the room, everything was tidied up by Xiao Lang, so she rubbed her eyes, sat on the sofa and stared at the unturned TV in a daze.

This is what Xiao Lang saw when he came out of the kitchen. He followed Ms. Pan's line of sight and looked at the TV. When he walked over and was about to turn on the TV, he heard Ms. Pan behind him calling him, "Don't Come on, mom wants to talk to you alone for a while."

Xiao Lang obediently sat across from Ms. Pan.

"You didn't want me to worry about anything since you were a child, and you can definitely take good care of yourself after you leave your mother." Ms. Pan looked at him and said.

Xiao Lang's eyebrows moved slightly.

He was not very satisfied with the word "leave" in Ms. Pan's words, but he just moved from home to the dormitory, and he said it as if he wanted to say goodbye, which made him feel a little conflicted.

"mom..."

"Mom has always felt that I owe you too much, and all of this is because of my unfortunate marriage." Obviously Pan Xueying had something to say to him, so she interrupted him and continued, "Family breakdown has brought you a lot. Bad influence isn't it?"

Xiao Lang was stunned for a moment, "I think it's pretty good now."

Pan Xueying shook her head, seeing Xiao Lang's uneasy expression, she said again: "You must marry a girl with a happy family in the future, manage your marriage well, protect her and tolerate her, be responsible for your own children, you must not get a divorce, you know? "

Xiao Lang listened silently, and after a long time under Ms. Pan's scorching and focused gaze, he said softly: "It's too early to talk about getting married now."

"Mom wants you to be happy forever. Mom only has you as a son. All the hopes are on you." Seeing that her son was still unmoved, Pan Xueying couldn't help but urged, "Xiao Lang?"

Xiao Lang was silent and did not speak.

Pan Xueying also remained silent for a while, as if she had thought of something, she looked straight at her son, and asked tentatively, "Do you still mind if I change your departmental choice? Mom is For your own good..."

"Mom, don't bring up the past if there is no way to change it." Xiao Lang lowered his eyelashes, "I will be responsible for my marriage and my lover."

"It's the smell of love."

Su Mianyang gave a thumbs up when he took the first bite of the meat bun, expressing his approval of the new product Song Zhichun researched.

Su Mei on the side also imitated him and gave a thumbs up.

Song Zhichun laughed when he saw the two brothers and sisters, "Don't just eat it, you two evaluate it, just say how does my Song's secret meat bun compare with the ones sold in other places?"

"It's delicious, there's no comparison at all. The aunt in the cafeteria didn't shake her hands when she took the buns. As a result, the buns couldn't be eaten after one bite." Su Mianyang sighed and said, "I'm thinking about biting again. I took a big bite, and ended up biting my own finger, feeling like I just ate a small steamed bun."

These words successfully amused Song Zhichun, and she said with a smile: "Eat more if it tastes good, and you won't be able to eat it when you live in the dormitory after school. When you want to eat, call Auntie. Auntie Song will send you a basket by bike." .”

Speaking of living in the dormitory, Su Mianyang couldn't help but think of someone. Today is the first day of school, and it is the best time to apply and approve the dormitory, which means that their dormitory will soon add another person.

Su Mianyang held a plastic bag and opened it, "Auntie, pack some meat buns for me, I'll take the school to give the dogs some to eat."

"Hey, okay." Song Zhichun responded, "That friend of yours looks quite clever, why did the parents name him Gouzi?"

Gouzi was talking about Zhang Haichao, of course, the two had a good relationship, and they had a lot of contact during the holidays. Su Mianyang naturally called Zhang Haichao's nickname Gouzi, and Zhang Haichao responded as naturally as he did in school. Neither of them knew it. to something wrong.

Su Mianyang almost couldn't hold back his laughter, he coughed to calm down his emotions, "A cheap name is easy to support."

Seeing that Song Zhichun had picked up seven or eight of them with a clip and still didn't want to stop, Su Mianyang quickly tied up the bag, "Today is for the students, everyone must have eaten, just taste it, the buns don't taste good when they're cold Just go to waste."

"You're still thoughtful, I just want to make your classmates full." Song Zhichun covered the steamer, "Shall I send you to school?"

"No, you are busy, I can go by myself." Su Mianyang smiled.

Today is the first day of reporting in the new semester. There are basically no major events. The main thing is that the boarding students will be replaced with bedding and supplies, and the classroom will be finished after a good tidying up. However, day students have no complicated things in the dormitory, so they can wait until evening self-study before returning school.

With excitement, Su Mianyang came early, and after the bed was almost made up, he received a message from Xiao Lang.

Answer: How much is the dormitory?

sy: 502.Where are you now?

Answer: The bedroom is downstairs.

sy: Wait, I'll go down and help you carry your things.

Seeing this sentence, Xiao Lang hurriedly replied "No", but there was no reply on the screen. Xiao Lang felt helpless and could only stay where he was and wait for Su Mianyang to come downstairs.

In just three to five minutes, Su Mianyang came out of the dormitory building. It was time for parents to send students to and fro, but Su Mianyang was tall and handsome, and Xiao Lang saw him immediately.

Before Xiao Lang waved his hand to call him, Su Mianyang locked onto Xiao Lang who was standing quietly among the bustling crowd, and the eyes of the two met unexpectedly.

Su Mianyang trotted towards Xiao Lang. He looked very pleasantly surprised. He looked at Xiao Lang from top to bottom several times back and forth, stretched out his hand and pinched Xiao Lang's shoulder blades, and sighed, "I haven't seen you for a holiday, my child It has changed so much that it has lost its shape.”

"Yes," Xiao Lang said with a smile, "It's been three days since we met last time, and I almost forgot what you look like."

Su Mianyang, who was dismantled, was a little helpless, "I'm not romantic at all."

Su Mianyang shrugged his shoulders, and stretched out his hand to pull the suitcase next to Xiao Lang. At this moment, he heard the other party say, "A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, and a lamp in ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes."

Su Mianyang considered himself a cultural desert, and if he didn't understand, he didn't understand, and he would never pretend to understand, so he asked Xiao Lang honestly: "What do you mean?"

"The romance you want." Xiao Lang glanced at him and said.

Su Mianyang: "?"

What he wants is romance, not chanting scriptures, can you point out the romance in the world?

Since it was the first time to live in the school, Xiao Lang also brought bedding and so on. It took the two of them a lot of effort to get up to the fifth floor. There were many people moving out of 502, and there were still some vacant beds in the dormitory.

Xiao Lang originally decided on the bed next to the corner, thinking that it would be nice to tuck himself into the corner quietly, but Su Mianyang didn't ask, and the quilt that hugged him was naturally placed on the upper bunk in the middle .

"There is no one in the lower bunk, and it is right next to me, so we can still sleep together." Su Mianyang said.

Xiao Lang's eyebrows twitched, and he didn't mention the matter of wanting to change the bed. He stuffed the suitcase under the bed of the lower bunk, climbed to the upper bunk and began to tidy the bed.

Xiao Lang focused on packing things, not to mention that he himself was not good at talking about topics, Su Mianyang quieted down the dormitory without talking, except for Xiao Lang's occasional bumps when making the bed, there was no other sound in the room.

Sunlight shone in through the glass windows, and the golden powder in the air made the environment ambiguous. The light was cut into irregular diamond shapes by the barbed wire, covering the entire floor of the dormitory.

The warmth began to grow from the soles of his feet, and Su Mianyang couldn't control his faster and faster heartbeat. In this room where only Xiao Lang was left besides him, some crazy thoughts grew and spread like rooted weeds. Devouring overwhelmed all his sanity.

He thought he was probably crazy.

After being warned by Ye Shiluo as a bystander, Su Mianyang still couldn't help but want to get close to Xiao Lang. After realizing that he liked him, the more he didn't want to notice this person, the more he couldn't ignore him.

If liking this matter could be put down by a so-called discerning person with a sentence or two, he probably wouldn't be what he is today.

But when I was young, my love was like a dandelion blown away by the wind. It seemed to fly to the distant sky, but I didn’t know where it took root in my heart. I just waited for a sunny afternoon to break through the ground and break through the sky. .