Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me-Chapter 777: V637: Love is life and death together. 2000. [39]

Chapter 777: V637: Love is life and death together. 2000. [39]

And then the summer vacation ends, school starts.

On the day Yu Wei went to report for eighth grade, she was even more surprised.

During the summer holiday, Yu Wei had been curious about Liang Yichao’s junior high exam scores. Though this neighbor’s hooligan boyfriend... was admittedly rather unexpected, while spending time together, Yu Wei found Liang Yichao’s seemingly unabashed affection for her quite...

It was a pity, Yu Wei asked Liang Yichao many times, but Liang Yichao never told her.

Until the first day of school.

Watching Liang Yichao reporting again at the ninth grade entrance.

Yu Wei was in shock: "..."

Liang Yichao was arrogant and smug, especially since the whole campus knew that he, Liang Yichao, turned in a blank exam paper out of anger for his beloved, just to accompany his little girlfriend for another year.

This type of blatant disregard for school rules in romantic affairs made the dean grind his teeth many times. Yet coincidentally that year Yu Wei ranked second in the entire school, and was very close friends with the first, Gu Zixuan. The dean’s eyes flashed green with envy, but he couldn’t say anything.

He even complained to the principal, who despairingly said, "Forget it, we can’t afford to offend the second young master of the Liang Family. Besides, his family doesn’t care, and the two families are neighbors. What can we do? As long as the Yu Family’s young lady’s grades don’t drop, and Liang Yichao is kept in line by his girlfriend and doesn’t start fights, let’s just... regard it as advanced leading the inexperienced."

Leading the inexperienced?

The dean was nearly spitting blood in frustration, especially that year when the campus suddenly had many more young couples. The boys all imitated Liang Yichao and started not wearing uniforms, acting roguishly, and cutting their hair into infuriating short styles! (The school regulations stated boys could only have crew cuts.)

The girls, while wearing uniforms, all changed their inner clothes from pink, white, and blue to black, casually holding a book and hitting the boys upon seeing them. (The school had started etiquette classes for girls.)

Moreover, skipping classes became rampant; before, the dean could leisurely hide in his office, brew a cup of fragrant tea, listen to a segment of Kunqu opera, and shake his head contentedly. But now, during every class session, he had to hold a teaching stick and patrol the school incessantly.

After a short autumn, the dean’s originally pale face was tanned black by the autumn sun, earning him the nickname: "Stick Iron Bao Gong."

From then on, whenever the dean heard the name Liang Yichao, he would grind his teeth for three hours straight... If anyone mentioned "advanced leading the inexperienced" to him, he’d feel like banging his head against a wall in frustration.

This situation continued until later, when word spread that Liang Yichao had gotten married, and the dean with a dark face said, "I won’t go! Whoever wants to go can go! If the Liang Family dares send their son here again, I’ll kick him out!"

Yet years later, Liang Yichao really sent his son to enroll in junior high.

The dean watched as Liang Caiwei walked in and winked at the female teachers... almost making him cough up blood.

Facing Liang Yichao’s remark, "Director, sorry for the trouble again after all these years."

The dean: "Hahaha... Not at all."

Inwardly thinking: Oh hell, screw you!

...

Of course, if you ask whether Liang Yichao was good to Yu Wei? He really was.

From that breathtaking glimpse at fifteen, to turning sixteen that year.

After that initial day of naive affection had passed, each day he realized he liked Weiwei more, making him willing to ride his bike for over an hour every morning to Jiulong Bay to buy breakfast for Yu Wei.

At noon, finding the school lunch unappetizing, he’d climb over the wall to buy food for Yu Wei.

By night, during the self-study dismissal, it had almost become a time for Liang Yichao’s fancy public displays of affection!

Today he’d take Yu Wei for a walk, tomorrow ride with her in front of the bicycle, the day after carry her.

Every night after school, Liang Yichao would just casually wrap his arm around Yu Wei’s shoulder, swaggering out of school.

On rainy days, he’d be even more reluctant to let a single inch of Yu Wei’s foot get wet, carrying her on his back all the way home.

Everyone knew about this pair of young lovers at Rongcheng Province’s junior high department back then.

Even the school shop owner would say upon seeing Liang Yichao, "Hey, handsome young man, coming for two packs of cigarettes today?"

It turned into: "Hey, handsome young man, coming to get two packs of sanitary pads for your girlfriend today?"

Liang Yichao would always smile from ear to ear, nodding repeatedly: "Yes, yes, my girlfriend has her period again. Auntie, the best ones! The best ones!"

"Alrighty!"

Such statements would incidentally be overheard by the dean while checking for class skippers, and he’d feel so aggravated that he could die once again.

So? Puppy love? I bet every boy and girl has a wild horse or a snow-white moonlight in their heart during their school days, right?

To say Yu Wei wasn’t moved by Liang Yichao would be a lie.

Even Yu Yuanshen was inspired by Liang Yichao’s actions that year to occasionally come from the high school department to check on his scolded sister with Liang Yichao. His gaze unavoidably lingering a few extra moments on another little girl who was inconceivably beautiful.

The dean noticed it accidentally during a reprimand.

At that instant — he felt that the Yu siblings were hopeless, hopeless!

...

The result was such rapid growth in their feelings, with Liang Yichao’s frequent kissing and hugging of Yu Wei, after a while, he started feeling a bit... unsatisfied.

The second year, end of spring, beginning of summer.

The cicadas were especially lively that year, chirping noisily, like the symphony of youth, the pulsating blood.

Sixteen-year-old Liang Yichao grew taller a lot this year, reaching 1.75 meters. His elongated body didn’t distort his handsome face; instead, he looked even more stylishly tall, carrying an indescribable, devilish allure.

On weekends, the sunshine, like green vines of growth, spread over the more adolescent Liang Yichao.

His parents had gone out of town again for business, and Yu Wei had also gone out with her parents.

Feeling bored at home watching films, Liang Yichao, after watching numerous American blockbusters, was sick of the same rinse and repeat routine they offered — all sorts of superheroes, each encountering some mutation that turned them extraordinary, subsequently saving the world.

Liang Yichao wanted to mock: "If the world were that chaotic, judging by your American way of saving the world, the Earth would’ve exploded a hundred times already; wherever you save, the city gets destroyed. Are you guys kamikaze bombers or something?"

Then feeling utterly bored, he turned his eyes to those indescribable Japanese films, deciding to let the most pragmatic, most knowledgeable about life’s secrets Japanese save himself, returning to real life.

However, during the old days, he’d watch them laughing at each actors’ size, but this year...

As he watched one fiery, stimulating scene after another, with each frame, Liang Yichao thought of one person—Yu Wei!

His eyes dark and deep, dark and deep...

...

By the second weekend, invited by Yu Wei’s parents to the Yu Family for dinner, Liang Yichao, after finishing lunch at the table, couldn’t resist sneaking into Yu Wei’s bedroom during nap time...