This middle-aged man is naturally Cao Aiqing's father.
In fact, He Tianran had a hunch that the biggest obstacle to being with Cao Aiqing in this way this time would definitely not be from the school, but the series of subsequent reactions caused by this incident.
This is a mode of thinking that he has slowly developed now. Events such as "parental intervention" are also within his scope of consideration. This can almost be said to be reasonable and expected, but It was an expectation, but when you actually saw it, it was another story.
"Uncle, he is He Tianran, you guys talk first, I have something else to do, so I will leave first, hahaha..."
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Xue Yong laughed dryly and took the lead after introducing himself and found an excuse to leave. He found Bai Tingting who was watching from a distance on the other side. The two simply sat on the grass and watched with the mentality of eating melons. Watch the fun happening here.
He Tianran swallowed. He had never been good at dealing with this kind of middle-aged man who seemed to be a successful person.
Cao Aiqing's father glanced at his nervous daughter, who was holding a mobile phone in her hand. He remained silent and did not ask about the content of the message on the mobile phone. Instead, he said:
"Qingqing, please step aside."
"Dad...you guys..."
In the girl's impression, her father has always been a good-tempered, kind and polite person, but the words he mentioned just now made her slightly worried.
"Don't worry, I'll have a few words with Classmate He and I won't embarrass him."
The lenses of Cao's father's glasses reflected the sunlight. Cao Aiqing couldn't see his eyes clearly, but couldn't help but say:
"Then... okay, I'll wait for you next to me. Dad, you must communicate well. God... Classmate He already knows that he was wrong, and I have forgiven him... You... you must not make it difficult for him... "
The more the girl explained next to him, the more nervous He Tianran became. What a silly girl. After listening to your words, your father's murderous aura almost solidified. Can't you tell?
"Yeah, I got it, let's go."
Father Cao smiled and patted Cao Aiqing on the back. The girl looked back at He Tianran three times and finally walked away.
"Okay uncle...I...what..."
"Classmate He, what is the content of the message you just sent to Qingqing?"
"……ah?"
Just as He Tianran was about to greet him, Cao's father pushed up his glasses and looked directly at the boy. He spoke in a strong tone and went straight to the topic.
"Just... I just want to make an appointment to have a meal at noon. I want to apologize to Classmate Cao..."
He Tianran gritted his teeth and panicked. Fortunately, the message he just sent was not outrageous. He was already ready to take out his mobile phone and show it. He would delete the chat history with Cao Aiqing every night, fearing that one day the teacher Or if parents come to conduct a surprise inspection, if you want to check the words now, you won't see anything ambiguous.
"Well, you are mature in dealing with things, but you are all children who have not been out of school, so you should talk to your parents directly about this matter. If you want to apologize, my uncle actually thinks that you two should keep your distance now and study hard. , is already the best way to apologize."
Father Cao is an old man after all. No matter what crooked ideas this boy He Tianran makes, he is simply clueless. He has even guessed what this boy is going to say next. The boy just nodded and said:
"Okay uncle, I have already made a self-examination just now. I will definitely keep a distance from classmate Cao in the future and study hard..."
Sure enough, He Tianran's answer was exactly what Cao's father expected. The middle-aged scholar also had countermeasures. He chuckled and said:
"Okay, you promised your uncle. He has two conditions. Please do it. First, Teacher Chen called your father to come to school last time. Your father didn't come because he had something to do. I would like to ask you to make an appointment in private. Father, let’s talk about your affairs in person; second, Mr. He, since you are a man, you must do what you say. I will ask Teacher Chen to help you with the relevant class transfer procedures. I heard that you are an art student. , and you shouldn’t have to stay in a class like Class 2, which is full of cultural students. I heard that Class 13 is pretty good and has a lot of art students. It will be easier for you after you transfer there."
After Cao's father finished speaking in an orderly manner, He Tianran was almost confused by his series of moves. He first went to the parents and then transferred to the class. If ordinary high school lovers heard this, I'm afraid nine out of ten couples would have to break up.
Students, when they hear the words "seeking parents", there are not many who can resist being scared. Moreover, the word "love" has always been the most shameful word in our country's campuses, and it is even more serious than "trucking class". .
He Tianran was silent, thinking about how to answer, but just this silence, in the eyes of Father Cao, had already confirmed that his relationship with his daughter would not be as nice as the two said.
One of them, one of them, was frowning.
"Uncle, I know that you are doing these two things for the good of classmate Cao. I understand your feelings, so I will first answer your question about why I can't transfer classes..."
After a while, He Tianran finally spoke:
"I scored more than 650 points in the preliminary examination this month. I ranked 5th in the class and 14th in my age. Although it is not as good as Cao, it is still a very high score. Every month at the entrance of Hong Kong Center The Qingying List will be changed, and my photo and name are on it. If you don’t believe it, you can see it later.”
"Also, you just said that I am an art student, but being an art student does not mean that my grades are not good. If you ask me to change classes, the environment, teachers, and even the learning atmosphere will also have to change. Let's compare our minds and change. Since you are my dad, maybe you won’t agree to this easily. To put it at a minimum, I won’t disturb Classmate Cao, but you can’t disturb my study, right?”
"..."
This guy... his speech was quite logical, which was completely different from the 18-turn self-declaration he just gave on the mountain road.
Father Cao listened to the young man's words. Although he knew that his real purpose was to secretly change the concept, he did not refute it for the time being because it was a conspiracy. He spoke openly and with integrity. After all, he had the real confidence and ability. Go ahead and say that.
Moreover, Father Cao also heard the subtext of He Tianran, which simply meant that he wanted to tell himself that he was no worse than his daughter.
"As for the first question, you said you wanted to meet my father..."
He Tianran suddenly seemed a little depressed. He did not hide it, and spoke the truth with a gloomy look in his eyes:
"To be honest, I don't have a good relationship with my family. Don't tell me, it's very difficult for me to see my father now... By the way, you must have heard about my father's identity from Teacher Chen. , after all, she won’t fail to tell you about such a big thing.”
"I know, He Panshan, I'm also surprised that he has a son like you. After all, your father rarely talks about his family in public."
Father Cao added that his many years of dealing with the world allowed him to see that the child was not lying.
"However, if you want to meet an elder who can discipline me, I will try my best to help you arrange it. Don't worry, I will never pretend to hide anything in this matter. Even if you want to make an appointment through the school, I will There was no objection.”
The alternative plan given by He Tianran surprised Cao's father. It can be said that a boy of this age has such a way of thinking, which can be said to be relatively mature, but when he thinks of his family background, he quickly feels relieved.
This almost rational way of talking made Cao's father calm down a bit. After calming down, he said doubtfully:
"You can say these words, which can make my uncle feel that you are a sensible child, but the things you did to Qingqing are really too frivolous and flamboyant, and all of them make me not help but criticize what you just said. question mark."
He Tianran was glad that the other person was not like his father. According to the current contact, Cao's father was a person who knew how to communicate.
His question translates to Cao Aiqing's old father, who is afraid that his daughter will be deceived by a rich second generation who knows romantic means, but is actually just pretending. As for whether He Tianran is sensible or not, he is just talking casually. Just say it.
When an educated person speaks, every sentence is packaged. If you accidentally answer a question incorrectly, you will definitely be caught.
In this regard, He Tianran said unabashedly:
"Uncle, I'm only eighteen years old. I just want to do something that I should do at my age."
"So you let Qingqing make such a big joke with you in front of the whole school? Have you ever thought about how much impact this will have on her in the future? Just because you are young?"
Father Cao raised his eyebrows, obviously dissatisfied with He Tianran's answer.
The boy suddenly showed a surprised expression and asked:
"Uncle, do you usually spend a lot of time with Classmate Cao?"
"What's the meaning?"
Father Cao was confused when he heard this. He usually worked in other places. It was not until he was transferred back to Hong Kong this year that he had time to spend with his family.
He Tianran turned his head and looked at the girl in the distance who was watching the situation nervously, and then said seriously to Father Cao:
"I can guarantee that this incident will not affect her, and your daughter is much stronger than you think."
Father Cao said angrily: "Hmph, do you know better than me?"
He Tianran paused, and then said cautiously about this question: "Uncle, do you know why classmate Cao's hair was suddenly cut short?"
Father Cao was startled when he heard this, frowned and said nothing.
Seeing this reaction, He Tianran could guess what Cao Aiqing said to his parents after the bullying incident. He sighed and said:
"Uncle, let's find a place to sit down, and I'll tell you in detail."
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That day, He Tianran and Cao Aiqing's father talked for a long time in a coffee shop outside the school. The boy didn't come back until the second class in the afternoon was about to end. Cao Aiqing felt uneasy, but he didn't dare to show it in the classroom... …
The bell rang, and the third period of the day was school cleaning.
The math teacher, who was never very accurate, rarely stopped the class. He put down the chalk, and the students left their seats and began to move around.
Some girls went to the toilet together, some boys leaned on the table and chatted with their classmates, and some picked up brooms and went downstairs one after another.
He Tianran and Xue Yong were lying on the railing of the corridor, watching the junior students downstairs cleaning every corner of the campus in gangs. They were running and playing, while the senior students upstairs were laughing at them. Be proactive.
Suddenly, a friend poked He Tianran with his elbow and told him to look to the side.
Only then did the boy realize that the girl he admired was also standing in front of the railing, chatting with Bai Tingting and several other girls.
The afternoon sun still shined so favorably on her face, as if it was covered with a golden veil. He Tianran secretly watched this scene many times, but every time he watched it, he would think of the sentence in the textbook "still holding the pipa for half a year." The allusion of "covering one's face".
It was an ordinary afternoon.
The only difference is that he knows she is waiting for him.
This feeling is so strong.
In the past, the boy could only picture this scene in his mind.
Xue Yong called Bai Tingting, and the boys and girls gathered together in tacit understanding, snickering quietly, and gradually left.
Soon, there was only a man and a woman standing some distance apart in front of the corridor railing of Class 2, Grade 3.
He Tianran slowly approached, and Cao Aiqing noticed his movements. She was so nervous that she stood still and did not dare to move. She pretended to look at the scenery of the campus, but in the end there was still a distance between them.
The boy bent down and propped his chin on the railing, pretending to look at the scenery.
Just looking at it, he suddenly smiled.
"You...why are you laughing?" The shy girl thought he was laughing at herself and couldn't help but ask.
"It's nothing, I just feel that 'tacit understanding' is really the most beautiful idiom in the world... It's great."
He Tianran turned his head and said cheerfully.
The girl's cheeks turned red and she looked around with a guilty conscience. She whispered: "Why did you suddenly become a liberal arts student again?"
He Tianran joked: "Your dad chatted with me for a long time, and talked about a lot of great principles in the book. When you stay with the descendants of educated people, you naturally have to improve your literary accomplishments."
Cao Aiqing couldn't help but sneered, and then quickly straightened his face.
"He is engaged in history. Some of the cultural relics in the Hong Kong City Museum were dug out by him when he was young." The girl said with a bit of pride on her face.
"Oh, no wonder, touching Colonel Jin?"
"Hmm~ Speak carefully!"
"Okay, okay, honorary professor of the Department of History at the University of Hong Kong, I know, that's awesome~"
"Are you all talking about this?" Cao Aiqing's eyes widened.
"How can I? I didn't take the initiative to ask."
"So... then... how was your chat?" the girl asked carefully.
He Tianran shrugged: "What else can I do? It's just like what the teacher said."
Cao Aiqing panicked: "Ah... what should I do... During class just now, my father sent a message asking me to go back early today."
"Then you should go back early."
"You... I didn't know that my father would come to school today... If I knew, I would definitely inform you in advance..."
Seeing He Tianran's indifferent expression, Cao Aiqing looked aggrieved and was busy explaining.
Suddenly, she felt a heat on her face. It turned out that a hand reached out and gently rubbed her cheek. The hand's movements were very gentle, and slowly rubbed away the worry between her brows.
"Okay, your father didn't say not to let us be together. He just doesn't want us to delay each other at this critical moment. I also promised him that I will keep my distance from you before the college entrance examination and I will never let you. Your grades have declined, you are going to be admitted to the Department of Architecture at the University of Hong Kong."
After He Tianran said that, he withdrew his hand. Cao Aiqing put her fingers together, the warmth on her face still lingering. She muttered: "You are not keeping a distance..."
"What did you say?" the boy asked deliberately.
"I...I said, how did you convince him?"
He Tianran thought for a while and shook his head: "Actually, it's not convincing, it's just...men, they don't want their babies to be bullied. Outside of school, you have your father, but in school, you have me to protect you."
Cao Aiqing probably knew what the two people were talking about in the afternoon, but the word "baby" made her ears and neck turn red. After a while, she uttered three words:
"It's so boring..."
"ah?"
He Tianran couldn't figure out Cao Aiqing's brain circuit for a while.
"Baby...baby...whatever..."
The boy was stunned for a moment, then bent down, and burst into laughter. He burst into tears. Cao Aiqing was so angry that he gritted his teeth and stretched out his fingers to poke the itchy flesh between his ribs. This move had a miraculous effect. He Tianran He jumped on the spot after being poked.
He wiped away his tears, looked at Cao Aiqing who was pretending to look at the scenery seriously, and asked:
"I'm just curious, what do your parents call you at home? When there are no outsiders, you won't always call you Qingqing, Qingqing, right?"
Cao Aiqing said: "My father calls me Qingqing, and my mother calls me Xiaoai."
He Tianran was puzzled: "Are you still calling separately?"
The girl shook her head. Holding this, she looked proud and raised her lips and said:
"No, when we were choosing the name, my father and mother each found a sentence and picked a word in it. My father was looking for the word "green" in the Book of Songs, "青青子衿,久久我心", because they both We were very young when we were together. It was a love letter written by my father. There were only four words in it, called "Young Mu Ai", so my mother chose the word "Ai" in it. The two words together are " The homophonic pronunciation of "love" means that I am the proof of the love between them, so until now, they like to call me the word they are looking for."
Seeing Cao Aiqing speaking eloquently and immersed in the beautiful memories of his father's generation, He Tianran also had a smile on his face and listened quietly.
Due to his own family reasons, the boy cannot empathize with this kind of thing, but this does not prevent the girl in front of him from filling in the missing part of his life for him bit by bit.
This girl who was born into a beautiful family still retains her original tenderness and kindness towards everything in the world.
"You know, my parents never call each other...husband or wife." Cao Aiqing told He Tianran with great fascination.
"What's that called? My dear? Or 'Old Cao' or something like that?" He Tianran continued with a smile.
"In private, they still call each other by their first names, just like you... you call me Ai Qing, but in front of outsiders, my mother will say 'my husband', and my dad will say 'my lover'." , although there is nothing special, but every time I hear it, I feel very sweet... It feels... much better than 'Baby'..."
The boy blushed at the sudden title, and both of them lowered their heads, at a loss.
"This...this is what you call me after you get married..."
"……Uh-huh……"
"Ai Qing..."
"……Um?"
He Tianran scratched his head and hesitated: "I...I will call you this name from now on...but you know...the meaning...is different from before..."
"Um!"
"It's good to know...it's good to know..."
Cao Aiqing was so embarrassed that he turned into a monster, and He Tianran was so irritable that he fanned himself with one hand, pretending to be fanning his face. He looked for a topic and said:
"This cultured man is so different, it makes me want to recite a poem..."
"It's not like 'the so-called beauty is on the other side of the water', right?" Cao Aiqing said with a smile.
"This...not at all."
Oops, the answer was guessed. He Tianran was so anxious that he could only read a few love poems in the high school textbook, and they were either tragic poems or inappropriate.
Cao Aiqing looked at him with a calm smile on his face.
The boy and her looked at each other, and they slowly relaxed. At this moment, the feelings between each other seemed to be melted into their own eyes.
The beauty in red and the friend in white sing together in the morning and drink together in the evening.
People say that I love Chang'an, but in fact I only love someone in Chang'an.
It was an ordinary afternoon, and the boy and girl secretly held hands on campus.
Many years later, the boy recalled this afternoon and finally found the love poem that had not been found at that time.
But, that was something that came to me only after many years.
