mist [unlimited]

How to help?

Ji Yushi only felt that his fingertips and palms were hot, which made him hardly dare to touch them, and he couldn't grasp them.

"During the rainy season," Song Qinglan sounded very hard, and couldn't help teasing, "You can't?"

Ji Yushi: "Yes."

Song Qinglan suddenly understood something.

He gently took the white hand of the other party, wrapped it on the back of the hand himself, followed the temptation, and his voice became hoarse again: "That's... that's it."

……so.

Ji Yushi had no strength at all, his arms were limp, and if Song Qinglan hadn't driven him, even his five fingers would have been weak.

His heart was pounding, even faster than when he finished himself just now, and the sound of his heartbeat almost burst his eardrums.The palm experience was terrible, he was lying on his back, he really wanted to take a look, but he still blocked his eyes with his arms.

Because it was the first time he did this kind of thing, he was not much better than Song Qinglan.

Together for less than three days.

Are they going too fast?

like a dream.

Ji Yushi realized it later, and as soon as this idea came to his mind, his arms were pulled away.

Song Qinglan lowered her head, her eyes heavy: "Will you remember?"

"Remember what?" Ji Yushi asked, only to find that his throat was also very hoarse, not only the aftertaste of just now, but also the embarrassment now.

Suddenly, with a heavy blow, Song Qinglan performed the demonstration personally.

During the monsoon rain, there is an illusion that the palms are about to catch fire.

He immediately understood: "...No!"

Song Qinglan let go of his hand, but there was no sign of it ending.

This time during the monsoon rains, I could see clearly, my blood surged up immediately, and my whole body was burned from head to toe.Before he could move his face away, Song Qinglan grabbed his waist and hugged him.

"You will." Panting, Song Qinglan pushed back the sweaty hair on his forehead.When his breath calmed down a bit, he pointed his nose at Ji Yushi's, rubbed it affectionately, and murmured, "How did I kiss you, hug you, where, every step, every detail you can understand." Remember it clearly, never forget it again, don’t you?”

Everything Song Qinglan said was true.

At least, regarding their kiss in the training room, his memory would turn over that paragraph from time to time, involuntarily.

During the rainy season, her face was flushed, but her tone was light: "Well, including sore hands."

"Then," Song Qinglan couldn't help laughing, and kissed his chin, "Help me again, just for a while."

Ji Yushi: "...can I take a break?"

Song Qinglan begged him in a low voice: "The arrow is on the string, Xiao Ji, please do me a favor."

Sitting on Song Qinglan's lap like this, actually felt a little uncomfortable during the rainy season.

The bathrobe on his body could not be straddled, covering everything, only his long legs and shoulders were exposed in the air, and his hands were lowered again: "...um."

……

"Consultant Ji, go wash your hands."

Song Qinglan kissed his ear, as if to coax him, and deliberately barked in a serious manner.

There was mess everywhere, the bed was wrinkled and out of shape, and the clothes were messed up on the floor.

There was the sound of a cat scratching the door.

I don't know which "predecessor" was attracted by their fierce battle just now.

Ji Yushi lay on Song Qinglan's shoulder without any shame, not wanting to move: "I need to change the sheets."

Song Qinglan: "You hate your own too?"

Ji Yushi: "Yes. And yours."

Song Qinglan laughed, "It's not like I dislike me too much."

He pulled off Ji Yushi's bathrobe, and wiped it first, to make this clean-loving person feel better.

Then said: "You go to wash, I will change the sheets."

Ji Yu not only washed his hands, but also took a shower for himself. When he looked in the mirror, he found that there were marks on his body. It should be caused by Song Qinglan's inability to control the severity.The two of them had no experience, they obviously didn't make it to the end, but after they finished, they looked very lustful, as if they had done everything.

This level of mutual help is actually nothing. I thought it would happen more during the rainy season.

But what he had to admit was that Song Qinglan's restraint made this relationship perfect.

Everything is just right.

It was Xiao Hei who scratched the door.

It is the least courageous one. When it came out of the bathroom during the monsoon rain, it meowed as if it had been wronged.

During the rainy season, he picked it up and stroked it, fed it some snacks bought by Song Qinglan before returning to the room.

The smell in the room was very strong.

Song Qinglan opened the window after changing the sheets, but after a while of ventilation, there was still a vague smell.

Seeing him come in, Song Qinglan asked him to sit down, then took the towel to dry his hair naturally.

"How many years have you lived alone?" Song Qinglan asked.

Song Qinglan had already washed her hands in the sink, and found a new pair of beach pants that Ji Yu used to wear when she was 17 years old when she went to the beach. Song Qinglan saw him wear them when they were at the transfer station.It's not that there are suitable clothes, Ji Minyue is fat enough, there are a few clothes here during the rainy season, but Song Qinglan is not willing to wear them.

Ji Yushi: "It's still two months and eight years away. I moved out after graduating from high school."

The two had already talked about Ji Yushi before, but they didn't go deep enough.

At that time Song Qinglan didn't have the position to ask more, but now he has, he wants to know everything about Ji Yushi.

Ji Yu seems to have few friends and seldom mentions family members.

Even in his residence, he is accompanied by only three cats.Thinking of how the other party came to Jiangcheng alone, Song Qinglan felt very uncomfortable, and felt distressed for Ji Yushi at that time.

Upon hearing this answer, Song Qinglan stopped her movements: "Why?"

He thought of a possibility and asked: "The adoptive family is not very kind to you? Or are you not suitable?"

"No, they treated me very well." Ji Yushi grabbed his wrist and made him sit down, "I moved out because I wanted to prepare for the Tianqiong exam secretly behind my family's back."

There is a red mark behind the ear during the monsoon rain.

He probably didn't notice it himself, but it was obvious from Song Qinglan's perspective.The cold person, fair skin, and fresh hickeys made Song Qinglan's throat dry.

"Secretly preparing for the sky test?"

Song Qinglan continued to brush his hair while sitting down.

Ji Yushi said "hmm" and told him the whole story: "My teacher, that is, my adoptive father, and adoptive mother do not agree that I should be involved in work related to 'time', and even my major in university is not allowed, let alone my adoptive mother. I will not be allowed to enter Tiandome. I moved out on the grounds that I wanted to be quiet, and deliberately applied for multiple majors① at the same time, pretending that I was busy, but in fact I have been preparing to enter Tiandome. With Jimin Yue for me Take cover and it will go well."

It seems that Ji Yu is really good at lying.

Except for Song Qinglan, everyone is likely to be easily deceived by his appearance and thus be fooled.

Song Qinglan frowned: "Why don't they want you to participate in work related to 'time'?"

It was quiet for a while during the monsoon.

Then he raised his head and said to Song Qinglan, "I suffered from cognitive dysfunction for a period of time when I was young."

Song Qinglan completely stopped moving.

Ji Yushi was not pessimistic, but told the facts like a bystander: "Including learning disabilities, aphasia, agnosia, etc. I can't distinguish between memory and the present, which means I can't tell what happened before. Which didn't happen. Reality and memory are running in parallel in my mind, causing me to behave repetitively, fail to recognize familiar things, and understand other people's speech."

"……how long?"

Song Qinglan's voice seemed to have been ground by gravel.

"Don't worry, that's all in the past."

Ji Yushi grabbed his hand and squeezed it lightly, his eyelashes half drooping, "About three years."

"The doctors at the Children's Management Office said that my condition was hopeless, and that I might never be able to get out of the shadows. In addition, there were abnormalities in the caudate nucleus and the frontal lobe. Everything that happened when I was a baby. The teacher is a psychologist and is a good friend with my father. After adopting me, he quit his job and spent three years at home with his adoptive mother.”

So as long as I have experienced it, it makes no difference whether I have experienced it once or countless times.In other words, like you, I have only experienced the process of restarting the task once.

——Song Qinglan suddenly remembered what Ji Yushi said to him in the bookstore.

Seemingly bland narration, seemingly meaningless illnesses.

Some people even jokingly called it a superpower.

No one knows how many unknown tortures lie behind such a passage.

That's why Ji Yushi once said that without his teacher, he wouldn't be what he is now.

Song Qinglan understood: "They object to your entering the sky because they are afraid that engaging in work related to 'time' will make you repeat the same mistakes."

Ji Yushi: "Yes."

Two hands clasped each other.

Song Qinglan couldn't help asking: "Then, has anything similar happened to you for so long?"

Before they met, Ji Yushi had performed 89 B-level missions by himself, at least 89 times of history, and it could not be ruled out that the unified mission was completed many times.

Unlike the guardians, in order to minimize their sense of presence in history, the recorders have no teammates and act alone. If something goes wrong during the rainy season... Song Qinglan dare not think about it.

"Occasionally, but not seriously." Ji Yushi said, "When we first looped in the Ouroboros mission, I suspected that my brain was overloaded with memory."

Song Qinglan's expression turned serious.

At that time, outside the park management office, he even specifically talked to Ji Yushi, and asked rather critically how Ji Yushi's mental endurance was.

Ji Yushi's answer was - "not so much".

After he left, Ji Yushi was the last one to arrive at the park management office, his face was very pale, and he asked Song Qinglan to help twist the bottle cap.

Regardless of whether Ji Yushi's combat power might not be able to unscrew the bottle cap, all of them had only one idea at the time, thinking that Ji Yushi was too weak to even unscrew the bottle cap.

The more she thought about it, the darker Song Qinglan's expression became, as if her heart had been ripped apart.

What he owed at that time was indeed his own responsibility.

"Your medicine." Song Qinglan quickly thought of something, "Your medicine is not just for clearing your mind and refreshing yourself. You are dependent on it, aren't you?"

It is defaulted during the monsoon.

The medicine box he carried with him was always inseparable from him.

Relying on these medicines, he can reduce the repetition of memories, reduce the dreams of circulating memories, and fall asleep smoothly.

But there are also many sequelae that come with it. In addition to dependence, it also includes the influence of various negative emotions such as pale face, sudden weakness, and sudden despair.

Song Qinglan lowered her voice: "When I called you just now, you were about to take your medicine."

Ji Yushi startled.

How did Song Qinglan know?

But he quickly remembered that Song Qinglan went to take a shower after tidying up her things, and she probably happened to see the medicine bottle he put on the counter.

Song Qinglan got out of bed, went to the bathroom, and came back with a medicine bottle in her hand.

He asked, "Have you eaten tonight, or haven't had time?"

Ji Yushi said, "It's not too late yet."

Song Qinglan sat down on the edge of the bed again, causing the mattress to sag, and he stretched out his hand to drag Ji Yushi onto him.

A big man shouldn't be so greasy, he just hugged Ji Yushi like a baby.

Ji Yushi put his arms around Song Qinglan's neck, and knelt awkwardly on his lap.

Seeing his serious expression, he lowered his head and kissed him: "Why?"

Song Qinglan: "It seems that I was right to take your medicine."

During the rainy season, I had a bad feeling: "..."

Sure enough, Song Qinglan said: "Let me keep this bottle of medicine first, and take it when you really need it. Let's not abuse it, try to quit its dependence."

Ji Yushi wants to fight for it: "I don't eat it every time, I don't eat much in the Rubik's Cube."

Not to mention this is fine.

The mention of this made Song Qinglan's face even more stinky.

In the Rubik's Cube, Ji Yushi not only refused to listen to dissuasion and forcibly broke through the level, causing him to search for people room by room, but even ran away on his own initiative after the task was over, not intending to come back.

Under the influence of drugs, calm people will suddenly become decisive, and the consequences will be disastrous.

"No." Song Qinglan said, "Consultant Ji, you have a family member now. From now on, the family members will have the final say."

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①: Overhead private establishment, Wenli University can apply for more than two majors at the same time