The Charming Cannon Fodder

When she saw the person holding Ying Rusheng clearly, Mrs. Wen was very surprised, "Professor Song..."

She looked at Song Yushen and Ying Rusheng in his arms with some hesitation.

The engagement banquet between Ying Rusheng and Song Yushen was actually very grand. With the identities of the two uncles and nephews, not only the top celebrities know it, but also some rumors in the outside world, but in the rumor, the names of Song Yushen and Ying Rusheng are already It's blurred, so Mrs. Wen doesn't actually know the relationship between the two, or even that Song Yushen is Ying Rusheng's uncle.

What she knows is that although Song Yushen is young, he is a top leader in the research of pattern recognition and intelligent systems. Because Yan Fan has always respected Song Yushen, and his goal is to become a student of Song Yushen. Like Song Yushen, he is studying pattern recognition and intelligent systems. To make outstanding achievements in the direction, but... All the dreams of Yan Fan ended in the summer of seven years ago.

It was clearly stated that Brahman had worked hard for so long, and his scores were already enough to be admitted to Qing University's Automation, and he became a student of his respected Professor Song.

Every time she thinks about this, her heart is so painful and empty that her breathing is stagnant.

She held the fence on her side and barely stabilized her unstable body.

"A Sheng came to visit Yan Fan today. I haven't come to Yan Fan for a long time. I happened to come with her." Song Yushen gave Madam Wen a little help, and after she stabilized her body and stepped back within a polite range, again Looking at Ying Rusheng, who was obviously something wrong in his arms, the dark tide surging under his eyes was temporarily replaced by gentle pity. He didn't care that the stain on her body stained his suit, and completely protected her in his arms.

He looked at the gentle brow on the tombstone, and then at Mrs. Wen who was still calming down, "Yan Fan is a filial and intelligent child. He certainly doesn't want to see Mrs. You hurt his body with such pain."

Song Yushen has never said much, but Mrs. Wen is Wen Yanfan's mother. At the end, he gave a few more words of comfort and wanted to say goodbye.

Mrs. Wen calmed down a bit under Song Yushen's encouragement. After thanking Song Yushen, she couldn't help but want to look at Song Yushen and the Ying Rusheng in his arms.

Professor Song is the most respected person by Yan Fan. She has been very rude to look at like this, but she...

She finally couldn't help stopping him, "I would take the liberty to ask Professor Song one thing."

"Madam, please." Song Yushen just wiped off the raindrops on Ying Rusheng.

This can't make her wet dress dry, but it can at least prevent rain from entering her dress again.

Ying Rusheng's mind is now intertwined with various pictures, especially the bit by bit of the original body and Wen Yanfan together, as if spreading from the hidden blood and blood, becoming more and more clear.

Such confusion made her unable to think at all, and she didn't even hear what they were talking about.

"You and Rusheng..." Although he had made up his mind to ask about the relationship between Song Yushen and Ying Rusheng, he was a little hesitant when the words came to him. Such words are too offensive.

Not only is Yan Fan respecting Professor Song, she is also a university teacher, she also respects Song Yushen, the dean of the industry, and this respect not only stems from his academic attainments, but also from his character.

When my husband evaluated professors, because there was a general trend of seniority in the selection of faculty in many universities in China, and my husband was not very old among the old scholars at the time, even though there was a precedent for Song Yushen, who was in his early twenties, to be named a professor. That's because his scientific research results are so outstanding that he can't even count the contributions he has made to the country, and her husband is only a little capable, so in the one-vote veto system, he has no suspense and no comment. on.

But this selection system, her husband has no way to change, he can only think that he will be able to get ahead when he gets older, but in fact this is either out of jealousy or suspicion of the older generation. The deliberate suppression below is the most damaging to the enthusiasm of real scientific researchers for scientific research.

And just when her husband had given up and decided to keep going, Professor Song finally helped him push him up one after another and promoted him to the title of professor. Even later when her husband was framed at work, she and Yan Fan, mother and son were at a loss. Hearing that Professor Song’s family was actually very good, he should be able to help her, and when Li Yan asked him for help, Professor Song also agreed if her husband was really right. , He will try his best to help them. Later, the husband was really acquitted.

So even if her husband died unexpectedly later, she still remembered Professor Song's kindness back then and respected him.

Although Mrs. Wen didn't finish her sentence, Song Yushen didn't understand what she wanted to ask.

He clasped the waist of the man in his arms, "A Sheng is my fiancee."

Although Song Yushen had vaguely guessed the relationship between the two from Song Yushen's care and intimacy of Rusheng, at this moment Song Yushen personally admitted that Mrs. Wen still couldn't stop her heartbeat.

Her eyes slid over the two of them uncontrollably. Ru Sheng is smaller than Yan Fan. She should be at least ten years younger than Professor Song, right? Moreover, looking at Rusheng's appearance, it is clear that he has not forgotten to speak about the Brahma, so how could he become Professor Song's fiancée?

What about Professor Song, does he know the relationship between Rusheng and Yan Fan?

Countless questions hovered in Mrs. Wen's heart.

But just when she hesitated to speak, the low, broken voice was mixed with the messy rain and fell into the ears of the two of them, "... Yan Fan."

Two simple words, but with a drowning feeling that seemed to sink into despair, the people who heard it could not help but breathe.

With such a profoundly desperate feeling, even an outsider can clearly distinguish the love in it. Madam Wen heard it, and subconsciously raised her gaze to look at Song Yushen.

Song Yushen was very tall, and the thin layer of lenses even covered the look in his eyes, so that she could not spy on his mood swings at all, but inexplicably, she seemed to feel the aura in her body sinking a bit.

Song Yushen's face didn't make any waves, but his eyes swept across the young man on the tombstone, and when he fell on the girl in his arms, there seemed to be sharp pain in his body spreading rapidly, even staring at the deepest part of Ying Rusheng's eyes. Also suppressed the violent storms.

It's just that he covered it up so well that no one noticed it. He walked around Ying Rusheng's words, and after a few polite greetings, he said, "A Sheng is not feeling well today. I have to take her to the hospital first."

Mrs. Wen did see what was wrong with Ying Rusheng, "Rusheng seems to have some cold. There is a hospital at the foot of the mountain. You can navigate and take Rusheng to the nearest hospital first."

"I remembered, thank you Madam for reminding me." Song Yushen did not bring his assistant with him, so he could only untie the suit jacket to make her fit, and hugged her horizontally, then carefully protected her with one hand, and supported her. Holding an umbrella.

After the final farewell and comfort, Song Yushen left with Ying Rusheng, leaving behind.

Mrs. Wen kept looking at the two figures until they disappeared, then turned her head to look at the tombstone in the rain.

On the tombstone, the gentle and moist youth smiled softly, but the rain falling from the corner of his eyes was like tears that made people feel heavy and depressed.

Mrs. Wen looked at the boy in the photo for a long time, and slowly bent over to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes for the boy, "Yan Fan, your most respected Professor Song came to see you, and Rusheng is also here... She still seems to miss it. you."

I don’t know when, her umbrella has already fallen, and her whole person is immersed in the rain, "Ru Sheng’s love for you is much heavier than I thought. She is a good boy... Mother selfishly does not want her to go out, but I'm also afraid that she won't be able to go out... Now that she has someone who can take care of her, it is Professor Song you respect. Do you think it's okay? Would you feel relieved?"

Her words were incoherent and her hands trembled.

"I know it's not just me who can't let go before you leave, but also Rusheng. Now you feel more relieved? You have Professor Song, whom you respect, take care of her for you."

The rain was getting heavier, and she said a lot, but the smiling young man on the tombstone could no longer answer her.

Gradually, the sound of the rain was mixed with low crying, "But I don’t feel relieved, Yan Fan, how can you reassure your mother? Obviously if you are still there, you can already become your most respected student of Professor Song. He Rusheng is good...how do you make your mother at ease, how can you go so simply, leaving both mother and Rusheng behind."

The cry was mixed in the torrential rain, and the sound disappeared. It seemed that only the isolated tomb remained in the world.

It seems that no matter how many years have passed, the gentle young man on the tombstone will smile slightly.

**

The Qingming rain this year was heavy, torrential and pouring down wanton.

Song Yushen carried Ying Rusheng all the way out of the cemetery.

This road, in the past seven years, he has walked seven times, but he has never been so difficult at this moment.

Even though the girl is still leaning in his arms cleverly, behind him seems to have been stained with a layer of gloom, which is surging into the layered night, eroding him with teeth and claws.

He thought of the gentle boy who came to the Qing University to participate in the competition eight years ago.

The young man smiled gently, very similar to him in the black and white photo on the tombstone, "Hello Teacher Song, I am Wen Yanfan from Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School, and I am honored to see you."

The gentleness and elegance of the teenager is an innate temperament, not a hypocritical disguise like him.

Later, it rained on the day of the game. He waited for most of the people to leave before going out slowly. He also happened to see the boy who greeted him and wanted to be his student guarding a girl out of the automation building.

The rain was heavy, and the boy was completely wet at that time, but the girl he was protecting was not wet at all because of the full tilt of the umbrella and the protection of the boy's jacket.

The reason why he remembered so clearly was that besides his good memory, there were two other reasons. One was that Wen Yanfan had only greeted him not long ago, and the other was because of the difference between the meticulousness of the teenager and the crudeness of other boys.

At the same time, there were many couples who went out from the automation building that day, including the students of Qing University, but the boys who were obviously much older than the teenagers did not even take care of their girlfriends as much as the younger teenagers. The boy put on a jacket for the girl before going out, and before the girl went out, he went out and set up an umbrella to cover the oblique wind and rain, and then thoughtfully opened the door for the girl to let the girl out, and quickly disappeared from beginning to end. While hindering other people from going out, the girl did not get the slightest rain.

If his suspicion is not wrong, then the girl who was guarded by the teenager should be the person in his arms at the moment.

Song Yushen suddenly didn't want to think about it any more.

After the hospital confirmed that Ying Rusheng was not feeling well, Song Yushen did not return to Song's house, but returned to Jingshi Villa with Ying Rusheng.

This is a private villa under his name. In fact, he doesn't come here often, but fortunately Qin Yiyan often lives in the Jingshi villa area. Therefore, when Qin Yiyan, who was looking for Song Yushen, saw a familiar car passing by, he temporarily stopped his movements and drove the car in the garage to Song Yushen's villa.

Although he and Song Yushen are neighboring villas, they are a little far apart. If you don't drive, it is estimated that it will be more than ten or twenty minutes before he walks over.

As soon as Song Yushen got out of the car holding Ying Rusheng who had fallen asleep, Qin Yiyan had already chased him.

Qin Yiyan got out of the car and was about to tease Song Yushen habitually, but before he spoke, he found that his expression seemed a little abnormal, and Ying Rusheng was so beaten and hugged in his arms.

Although he couldn't see the face of the person in Song Yushen's arms, he had no doubt that it was Ying Rusheng.

After all, he really understood the feelings of his friends for his little niece and fiancee over the past four years.

He thought that his friend was just a whim, and may not be new after a while. After all, raising a girl so small, with the age difference between a friend and a girl, and a nephew, how do you look like raising a daughter? There is still a layer of identities as teachers and students, and the rumors of various families do think that friends are raising daughters.

But I didn't expect that Yushen really raised the little girl for four years and raised it.

It's also bearable.

But he took a glance and then took his gaze away.

The early years were better. In the last one or two years, my friends have become more strict with his fiancée and become more jealous. Maybe my friend didn’t realize it, but he felt it really. He was a freshman who just enrolled last year. The new student didn’t know that Ying Rusheng was his friend’s fiancee. He got closer to Ying Rusheng and was accidentally spotted by Yushen. He broke his favorite tea cup at the time and didn’t notice, so he got up and went to find Ying. Rusheng.

He didn't dare to watch this jealousy.

He approached Song Yushen, "What's wrong with my sister-in-law?"

Song Yushen held Ying Rusheng's hands tightly, "She is a little uncomfortable today, why are you here?"

Qin Yiyan asked Ying Rusheng at the right moment before saying, "I have something to tell you when I came over. Since my sister-in-law is not feeling well, I will make a long story short. You will have time to talk to you the next day. "

He said, "Grandpa is admitted to the North Shore Nursing Home this morning, and the Qin family has been completely transferred to my cousin, that is, your nephew."

"Live in?" Song Yushen asked with a light smile.

"I don't know if it's the one who moved in on the initiative. The only thing that is certain is that the Qin family will change the owner in the future. The invitation card should be in your hands in a few days." Qin Yiyan said, "You calculated that in the past That person, I don’t think he might make you feel better."

But he really didn't expect Song Peinian to correspond to Ru Sheng.

"Okay, I see, I have to remind you."

Because Ying Rusheng was unwell, Qin Yiyan knew that Song Yushen had no intention of greeting him, and after reminding Song Yushen, he left without staying.

Song Yushen watched Qin Yiyan leave, remembering the faint movement of the Qin family recently.

After a while, he hugged Ying Rusheng and went upstairs without any reaction.

Compared with Song Penian's movements, what he now needs to think more about is Ying Rusheng and Wen Yanfan.

After setting up Ying Rusheng, he called the assistant and asked the assistant to adjust Wen Yanfan's information.

It is not difficult to check Wenyanfan's information. He did it back then, but this time there was more about Wenyanfan and her, so it was a little later. But when the information arrived in Song Yushen's hands, it was only that afternoon.

Ying Rusheng was not awake at the time. After he scanned all the information at a glance, the sky gradually darkened.

The darkened light reflected on the thin lens, reflecting a deeper and more icy light, so dark that it seemed to swallow everything in the world, and even his elegant and gentle aura was swallowed completely.

And just as the breath of Song Yushen's body sank inch by inch, and when he was about to sink to the bottom, Ying Rusheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

The icy cold of his body gradually gathered, and the gentle and elegant aura gathered back. He put aside the information, walked to the bed, and was about to tentatively call her, but he heard the extremely low and sad voice.

At almost the same time, his figure seemed to freeze.

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