"Yi Ying!" The people upstairs all screamed and threw themselves on the edge of the balcony, fortunately the floor was not high, and there was an air cushion below, which just stunned the person, and there was no danger to life.

Seeing that Yi Ying was fine, everyone hurriedly rushed downstairs again, Jiang Yu leaned against the corner with his hands folded, originally wanting to wait for them to go downstairs before going down, but he saw that after everyone left, Song Yao slowly slid on the ground with the wall on the balcony, his face pale.

Jiang Yu paused and walked over, squatting in front of Song Yao, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Yao raised his head and glanced at her, shaking his head weakly, "It's okay, I'm a little afraid of heights." ”

"......" Jiang Yu was speechless for a moment, but still said honestly, "I am also afraid of heights, but it is not your state." ”

"......" Song Yao had nothing to say this time, and the events of the year were still playing in a loop in his mind, making him feel that his hands and feet were weak, as if he was in the scene again, and that fear was not diluted a little because of the passage of time.

Jiang Yu didn't really intend to let him explain, who hasn't ordered his privacy yet, "I'll help you down first, Yi Ying is fine, but it's really unreasonable for you to be absent as a head teacher." Jiang Yu was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand to help him up.

"Okay, thank you. Song Yao gratefully leaned on Jiang Yu and slowly walked downstairs.

"Hmm. Jiang Yu responded lightly, accepting his thanks. If it weren't for the fact that she didn't like to be in the crowd, wouldn't he have to wait a long time until he got over himself before he could go downstairs.

When Jiang Yu helped Song Yao downstairs, he had already recovered as before, and he couldn't tell that he was too frightened to stand up.

"You go back to class first, I'll go to the hospital and have a look. Song Yao patted Jiang Yu's hand and followed the ambulance.

Fortunately, the height of the sixth floor did not cause too much damage to Yi Ying, but she broke her foot. Song Yao sat on the edge of the hospital and looked at her after helping her complete all the formalities.

Yi Ying had already woken up, but she kept looking up, there was no brilliance in her eyes, like a pool of stagnant water, Song Yao looked at her full of words and didn't know where to start, this is just an ordinary little girl, but suddenly there is such a big change, it is really embarrassing.

After being silent for a long time, Song Yao slowly spoke, "Yi Ying, can you hear what I said, no matter what, being alive is the most important thing, many comforting words are self-deception, and it makes no sense to say it, but I think your grandmother will not want you to rot in the bottom society like she said." ”

"Grandma's death does not mean that all your hopes have been taken away, without her support, you should be stronger, not studying well does not mean that you can't do it in other aspects, everyone's talent is different, you can try to develop your own interests. ”

"......" replied that Song Yao was still silent, and Yi Ying didn't even blink her eyes, making people wonder if she was listening.

Song Yao paused, and then said, "It is precisely because everyone's talent is different, so it is determined that there are countless opportunities in this world. If you have to have a goal now to live, why don't you think about what you like and what you want to do in the future, and work hard for that goal, and you will eventually achieve results......"

Song Yao couldn't go on talking as he spoke, he wouldn't comfort people, but this was his student and couldn't let it go.

However, just as he was about to remedy the wording, Yi Ying suddenly smiled, "Brother Yao, you don't need to say it, I understand, it's just that grandma's wish is to let me be admitted to university, and there are too few places that don't need a high degree now." ”

“…… That being said, but ...... Do you think this is good? I will arrange a classmate with better academic performance for you in the class to tutor you and see the effect?" Song Yao racked his brains and could only come up with such a compromise solution.

Yi Ying smiled palely, "Thank you, Brother Yao, can you let me think about it?"

"Good. Song Yao nodded, "In short, live, there are many beautiful things in this world that you have not experienced, for yourself, for your grandmother, you have to live." ”

Yi Ying looked at Song Yao deeply, and finally agreed.

Song Yao left the hospital with heavy steps, he hadn't stood on such a high place for a long time to look out, and the dusty memory came back to him again, and he was caught off guard......

"Song Yao, you are really unproductive, you haven't forgotten it for so long!" Song Yao laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Huh......" Song Yao tightly tugged at the curtains of the balcony, which had never been opened since he moved in, and now he wanted to try, he couldn't be entangled in it for the rest of his life.

Song Yao plucked up the courage to open the curtains, even though the sun outside was so warm that it made people feel warm, he still felt cold, and his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably again. With difficulty, he turned around and sat down with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, huddled together.

"Brother Yao, I like you, are we okay together?" Jun Yaluo looked at Song Yao innocently when he was young.

Song Yao kept his composure on his face, but in fact, the roots of his ears were red, "Let's wait until you graduate." ”

"Okay, that's a word!" Jun Yaluo stretched out his little finger to hook up with Song Yao.

Song Yao was seriously hooking Jun Yaluo, and Jun Yaluo at that time already had a look of ambition in her eyes that did not belong to her age.

……

Song Yao didn't know why he dreamed about the events of the year, but when he woke up, he found more clearly that Jun Yaluo had actually eaten him to death early in the morning, what made them end up like this.

Song Yao was silent for a while before he realized that he was actually sleeping on the bed, and he remembered that he should be leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window......

There was a faint light in the living room, Song Yao paused and got up and walked out, only to see that the steaming meal was already on the table in the living room, he was in a trance for a moment, wouldn't there be a snail girl in his house?

"Huh, you're awake, it's time to eat. Bu Wei came out with a plate of dishes and saw Song Yao standing at the door of the bedroom in a daze.

"Why are you here?" asked Song Yao suspiciously.

"I saw the live broadcast of your school in the company, and I accidentally saw your dignity, and I thought that something would definitely happen to you, so I hurried over, but I didn't expect to see you sitting on the ground alive, and I pushed you twice and didn't respond, so I had to drag you into the bedroom first. Bu Wei looked at him with disgust.

"Drag?" Song Yao looked at him in surprise.

"Otherwise?" Bu Wei gave him a blank look, "do you still want me to take your princess in?"

Song Yao thought about that scene and felt that he had goosebumps, and he didn't want to continue the topic, "Let's eat." ”

Bu Wei was influenced by the old man in the family, and he liked to criticize others as soon as he ate, and he counted Song Yao while eating, "I said that you are really, it has been seven or eight years, and you haven't come out yet, I have forgotten all the things of seven or eight years ago." ”

"That's because it's not memorable enough. Song Yao glanced at him lightly.

Bu Wei didn't refute, just smiled, and after a while, he suddenly remembered something, took out two tickets from his clothes pocket and handed them to Song Yao.

"What?" Song Yao took it curiously and found that it was two tickets for the art exhibition.

"The old man sponsored a teaching building of the Academy of Fine Arts, and as a token of gratitude, he gave me a few internal tickets to the art exhibition, and the old man gave me two, but I was really not interested in art. However, you can take your Jiang Yu to see, doesn't she like painting very much? And I heard that there will be an art test, although everyone can participate, but in the end, you still have to have a ticket to participate, you know what I mean? There are also master-level figures watching on the spot, and if there are good qualifications, they will be directly recruited into the Academy of Fine Arts. ”

Bu Wei tried his best to tell Song Yao the news he heard from the old man, and created opportunities for him and Jiang Yu as much as possible.

Song Yao"...... Are you serious?"

"Of course it's serious, there are only a few of you who can be admitted to key universities, I think Jiang Yu is not among them, she is now your student, shouldn't you give advice for her future? This is an opportunity, the Academy of Fine Arts is what many people want to enter, the top art academy in China." ”

Song Yao was silent with the ticket, and finally nodded, "I'll ask her first." ”

"What's there to ask about this, she likes painting so much, shouldn't it be her dream to enter the Academy of Fine Arts?" Bu Wei looked at Song Yao puzzled.

"You take it for granted, some people don't do something all the time because they like it, they have to do it. As soon as Song Yao said this, Bu Wei was silent.

In the afternoon, Song Yao went back to school, and the school still had a lot to deal with, so it couldn't be delayed for too long. I was busy all afternoon around Yi Ying's jumping off the building, all kinds of questions, all kinds of coping, it was really exhausting.

Because of this incident, the principal also did psychological work for the whole school on the radio in the first class before school, aiming to relieve everyone's tension, no matter how big the incident is, do not have the idea of suicide.

It's a pity that there are not a few people who listen carefully, like Jiang Yu, who fell asleep directly on the table......

Song Yao didn't find the time to call Jiang Yu to the office until after school, "Tomorrow is Saturday, and the Academy of Fine Arts in the city is going to hold an art exhibition, which is almost a disguised enrollment, are you interested in going to see it?"

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and refused very directly, "Academy of Fine Arts?" ”

Song Yao sighed, sure enough, Jiang Yu didn't like to draw, but when she thought that this was a good choice for her, she still persuaded her, "Don't answer me so quickly, go back and think about it, and call me tomorrow." ”

Jiang Yu looked at his tired expression and couldn't say anything if he refused, "Okay, I'll go over by myself tomorrow?"

Song Yao was stunned for a moment when she heard her agree, and then reacted, "No, I'll pick you up tomorrow, and I'll accompany you." ”

"Oh well. Jiang Yu answered and told Song Yao his address, and then saw him with a hesitant expression.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yu asked.

"I just wanted to ask you for a favor. Song Yao hesitated to say it.

"What's the hurry?" Jiang Yu looked at him suspiciously.

If it were someone else, Song Yao might not be so difficult to speak, but Jiang Yu ......, "It's Yi Ying's business, after she returns to school, I want to help her find someone who can help her with her homework, so ......"

"So you want me to tutor her?" Jiang Yu took over.

"Hmm. Song Yao nodded.

"......" Jiang Yu just looked at Song Yao and was silent for a long time before he spoke, "Teacher Song, do you have any misunderstanding about me? My grades are not good, and I am not a good person, what do you think?"

"No, I believe you. Song Yao looked at Jiang Yu firmly.

Jiang Yu was completely speechless, "Whatever you want." With that, she left without looking back.

She really didn't know what she did to make Song Yao feel that she was a reliable person, and actually asked her to tutor others, and she couldn't take care of herself.

At 7:20 a.m. on Saturday, Song Yao was waiting outside the gate of the community where Jiang Yu temporarily lived. As soon as he parked the car and was about to call Jiang Yu, he heard the sound of someone knocking on the car window, he turned his head and saw that it was Jiang Yu knocking on his car window, and she had already come down.

He hurriedly slid the window down, and the door lock was opened, "Get in the car." ”

"Hmm. Jiang Yu nodded and entered the co-pilot.

The Academy of Fine Arts is in the southernmost part of the city, and they are now in the northernmost part, and it takes two hours to take the subway, so Song Yao has to drive there.

He looked at Jiang Yu with an indifferent expression, just like the first time he saw her on stage, with a frivolity that didn't care about anything.

Song Yao hesitated for a moment, but chose to apologize, "I'm sorry." ”

"Huh?" Song Yao's sudden apology startled Jiang Yu.