life after death

Su Junping clenched his fists twice, then let them go quickly. He put his fists behind his back and tried to suppress his trembling voice and said, "What do you mean?"

Chen Yilin didn't answer immediately, but frowned first, the last bit of affection for Luo Qingyu disappeared, and he was even a little disappointed seeing Su Junping now.Impulsive, childish, and irrational, Chen Yilin likes everything to be orderly. Even if Su Junping is an accident that escapes, it should be a pleasing accident within a certain range.He looked at Su Junping's face and thought: Is that girl so nice?What is the charm of such an irrational thing as love that makes people die for it?

Thinking of this, he met Su Junping's eyes, and Su Junping was surprised by his clear and clean eyes.

Chen Yilin said slowly: "It's nothing interesting, it's just that I'm a little disappointed in you. I'm sorry if I hurt you, I just want to—"

Su Junping kicked onto the table, his own table, the books on the table crashed to the ground, his feet felt a dull pain, and the same sentence: "What do you mean?"

Chen Yilin turned his eyes away: "Is it interesting to do this? Do you have to use violence to force me to admit you? Can you be a little more mature and speak with reason instead of fists."

Su Junping simply stood up, kicking the table completely over with one foot, the legs of the table pressed against the back of his feet, but he didn't feel any pain at all: "Chen Yilin, you fucking made it clear today! What's wrong with me? They miss me so much, okay What do you mean? You think so too! Who do you take me for?"

Chen Yilin raised his head: "Are you going to fight with me?"

Su Junping's breathing was stagnant, he wanted to yell, those harsh words were blocked back after he glanced at Chen Yilin, he gritted his teeth fiercely, until his cheeks were sore.

"I won't quarrel with you, let alone fight with you." Su Junping paused, and even smiled distortedly, "That's how you miss me, Chen Yilin, good, very good!"

After speaking, he stepped on the book on the ground as if venting his anger, slammed the door and left.

Although their fight was short, it was shocking enough that even Xiao Yiling stopped crying and turned to look at them.After a while, Wang Wenjie leaned over tremblingly and called, "Squad leader..."

Chen Yilin was sitting upright on his seat, looking at the mess beside him, he let out a "hmm".He was so calm, with a natural smile on the corner of his mouth, so calm that it was almost terrifying.

Chen Yilin asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Wang Wenjie waved his hand quickly, and Chen Yilin looked away again.He continued to sit for a while, then stood up suddenly. With a shake of Wang Wenjie, he saw him leaning over to help up the overturned table, sorting the books that had fallen on the floor into categories, wiping the dirty ones with paper towels, and spilling them on the way. Put some water on the table, wipe the table shiny, like new.

Su Junping didn't come to the following Chinese class and chemistry class. Boss Xie came to the classroom, and when he found out that he was missing, he called in a panic.

Everything was the same as usual, Chen Yilin helped him sort out the notes of the two classes, and even posted a post-it note to write the revised homework.Wang Wenjie felt that he might have regretted it, and this was an apology, but he couldn't tell by looking at his expression.

Su Junping came back 15 minutes into the evening self-study. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and the other outside, shaking stiffly like a pendulum, and slowly sat down on the seat.

The first thing you do when you sit in your seat is to crumple up your notes and throw them into the trash can, hitting hearts.Then he immersed himself in his homework, and Chen Yilin posted a small note on the pen holder, introducing the contents of each pile of books, and he easily found the homework to be done.He read the instructions for a while and didn't throw it away.

After that, he stopped talking to Su Junping, and the slit between the two tables grew into a huge gap, as if it were an invisible wall, a wall that would not leak a single sound even if you hoarse your throat.

Su Junping spent two self-study classes to adjust back to his usual state, and continued to go to dinner and play ball with the boys, and occasionally he would see Chen Yilin walking in front of him, with only a thin back, which was unreal from a distance, like A sharp sword shining white.

Wang Wenjie tried to bring them together to make things easier, but it was a pity that this kind of peace never came to fruition.Chen Yilin would say thank you to him, but Su Junping just rolled his eyes and said fuck off, everyone was scared and stopped doing it.

There is another thing, that is, writing love letters.

Su Junping seemed to be secretly competing with him, writing love letters all the time, at most three letters a day, saying hello in the morning, at night, and at night.He stays in the first class every day for self-study to write love letters. Naturally, he is not as good as Chen Yilin, so the writing is extremely slow and painful, often dragging on to the second class, and most of the homework is copied from Wang Wenjie's hastily.

Perhaps it was Chen Yilin's letter that opened Luo Qingyu's chatterbox. Even if the later letters were not so tasteful and elegant, the girl would more or less write a reply.Su Junping is actually very good at pleasing girls. He went home and made up a few famous books, talking about them all day long, or grabbing a few high-minded articles from "Readers", or telling some cute jokes , The relationship between the two has gradually improved, and they can even say hello when they meet during dinner.

After a week, they still did not speak.

The turning point of the matter was on Sunday afternoon, when Su Junping planned to go to the Internet cafe before going to school, he was stopped by Chen Yilin's grandma when he passed by the vegetable market.

"Ninny, long time no see."

Su Junping originally planned to just say hello at the door, but when he opened his eyes wide and saw the old man with a bright smile, he turned his feet in disobediently, and when he realized it, he was already sitting on a bamboo chair drinking tea up.

The tea leaves are crude tea, very bitter, but Su Jun took several big mouthfuls without changing his expression: "I've been a little busy recently, grandma, how are you?"

"Okay, okay, everything is fine. Now my little girl is working hard in studying, and an old woman like me is the most relaxed."

"How's business in the store?"

Su Junping turned his head to look at the pastry shelves layer by layer at the door, there were not many left on them.

"It's okay, it's okay." Grandma stood up to get him a snack, Su Junping hurriedly said no, but she had already brought it.The old man was stubborn like a child in some places, and he insisted on letting Su Junping eat, and Su Junping ate some, and packed the rest into his schoolbag.He looked at the bright store idly for a while, and lowered his eyelids to play with his fingers.

Su Junping: "Grandma, where is Chen... Ah Lin?"

"My daughter went to the market to buy mung beans, and I'll be right back—" She suddenly narrowed her eyes and pointed, "Here, this one looks like it?"

Su Junping walked to the door and saw that it was Chen Yilin.The two looked at each other in silence, Chen Yilin nodded towards him after a few seconds of silence, and Su Junping turned sideways to let him move the mung beans in.

The weather was getting hotter, and Chen Yilin was only wearing a thin corduroy shirt. When he bent down, his back protruded, forming a beautiful and astonishing arc.He was so close that Su Junping could touch him as long as he stretched out his hand.Thinking of this, he pressed his palm up by a strange coincidence.

Almost at the same time, Chen Yilin trembled as if being burned, he immediately withdrew his hand and whispered a word of apology.

Chen Yilin only said that he was going to wash the beans, opened the back door and left. Su Junping sat on the chair and chatted with the old lady for a while.

It was a cloudy day with crab-shell green, and the clouds were so heavy that they were about to fall to the tip of his nose. Su Junping slept late yesterday, leaning on the bamboo chair, his eyes were sore for some reason, and he squinted for a while to take a nap.When he woke up, he found that he was covered with a piece of clothing. It was Chen Yilin's gray-blue sportswear jacket. It had faded a little, but it was still very attractive.

He stared at the clothes for a long time, and he didn't even know what he was thinking. He just felt that the bamboo chair was extraordinarily comfortable, and he was so lazy that he didn't want to come out when he curled up in it.

Still a slight "crash" brought him back to his sanity, the back door was not closed tightly, it was the sound of Chen Yilin splashing water.

He pushed open the back door, and there was a yard inside, which was not too small, but it was full of poles, and it was difficult to settle down for a while.Clothes were hung on a hemp rope at both ends of the yard, and a camel-colored shirt hung there fluttering in the wind, bulging like a beautiful little flag.Chen Yilin squatted there, washing the beans.

Su Junping walked over carefully, squatted down without saying a word, and after a while, he put his hand into the bamboo basket. There was an iron bucket filled with water outside the bamboo basket, and the water was icy cold.What was also cold was Chen Yilin's hand. Chen Yilin was playing with the beans over there. Su Junping accidentally touched it and felt it was surprisingly cold. When he was trembling, Chen Yilin grabbed his hand, and he stopped trembling.

Chen Yilin did not raise his head, but focused on the fragmented water surface, and said softly, "Xiao Jun, I'm sorry."

Su Junping looked up at him.

"My words hurt people too much. I was in a bad mood at the time. I lost my temper with you. I'm sorry."

After speaking, he scratched his palm with his fingertips.

Su Junping remained silent for a while, and Chen Yilin's little courage was like a punctured balloon, deflated bit by bit.

He felt the air getting heavier, turning into solid bricks, pressing against his chest and making it hard to breathe.He regretted it when he finished speaking, and he regretted it to death.It took him a week to understand that he was not disappointed by Su Junping, but by himself.Su Junping was born like that, eccentric and cheerful, as if he could catch the sun by standing up, he hated himself.He hates his unreasonable emotions, irrational, impulsive and blind, like a stumbling drunk, that is not his way of life, only a meticulous life can support his life.

Why ask such a harsh question?

He chewed this question over and over again for a week, only to feel that something was about to gush out, but he couldn't find the outlet in pain, which made his heart ache.

Su Junping still didn't speak.

Chen Yilin looked at the gradually calming water surface, and his heart was overwhelmed by great panic. He grasped Su Junping's wrist more and more loosely, and finally let go completely, and slid to the bottom of the bucket.

Su Junping stretched out his little finger and hooked his little finger at that moment.

"I'm very angry," Su Junping said with a flat expression on his face, and a rare gentleness in his tone, "I was very angry at the time, they thought I was the kind of guy who didn't want anything for women, it didn't matter, anyway, they were just like that Be smart, but you don't believe me, I'm very angry."

After he finished speaking, he flattened his mouth, looking a little aggrieved.

Chen Yilin felt so guilty, hugged his neck and said sorry several times.

Su Junping let him hold him, and continued: "But you're right. If I had a better temper, I wouldn't have so much trouble when I sit down and talk. I'm still like a child, fighting and killing all day long. Stupid."

Su Junping went to brush his hair, and saw the small mole behind the ear, which seemed to have absorbed water vapor in this cloudy day, and the color became darker and darker, so dark that it was about to fall off, and it could fall into the palm of his hand with a light touch.

Thinking of this, he went to touch the back of his ear. Chen Yilin was shaking violently, but he didn't move, and followed him obediently.

Su Junping said: "I also made mistakes, I'm sorry. I forgive you, so please forgive me."

Chen Yilin said yes.Su Junping burst out laughing, and suddenly his expression twisted as if being strangled, Chen Yilin quickly asked what was wrong, Su Junping swallowed and replied: "The feet are numb...it's itchy."

Chen Yilin quickly helped him up, sat on the chair and stretched his feet for a while, and then he recovered.Seeing that it was almost time for school, the two packed up and went out together.

When Wang Wenjie arrived in the classroom, he found that the pair of front desks had miraculously recovered.Su Junping stuck to Chen Yilin with an annoying distance, and Chen Yilin didn't mind smiling.

He clicked his tongue, and felt more and more admiration for Chen Yilin's supernatural powers.

The first class on Sunday afternoon is Chinese class.At that time, I happened to be reviewing "A Dream of Red Mansions", and when it came to Lin Daiyu's entry into Jia's mansion.Wang Wenjie had no interest in such classical novels, and fell asleep after listening to them for a while. Before going to bed, he glanced at the blackboard, which read:

Come sickly, go sloppy.

This sentence is aimed at the part where Baoyu throws the jade pendant.