hug me

I don't know how long I fell asleep.

Suddenly, Ji Canxi's body trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes. In front of her eyes was no longer the cold and narrow basement filled with musty smell. The room in front of her was spacious and bright, filled with a faint fruity fragrance. The light blue and white walls occupied the space. Bookshelves on half the wall, gray curtains covering half of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Sunlight is pouring in wantonly through the other half of the glass.

Warm and warm, it was exactly the room of his dreams, Ji Canxi covered her face, and slowly fell forward.

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"Shi An! Come down quickly!"

Hearing the sound, Luo Shi'an, who was leaning against the railing on the second floor, slowly took off his earphones. He turned sideways to give way to the workers who carried the piano, and then walked down the stairs slowly.

It is probably the selfishness of all mothers who always feel that their sons are the best. In Yang Yu's eyes, Luo Shi'an is the standard by which all handsomeness is measured.

This is not an exaggeration when it comes to Luo Shi'an, who is about 1.8 meters tall, looks extremely good, and has a cool and clean temperament, which lacks a bit of youthful enthusiasm, and is as calm as jade.

Like a work of art, the best way to appreciate it through the window is to take it down and watch it carefully in the palm of your hand. Most people can't afford such an expensive price.

Fortunately, art also has a family, and close family members don't care about its value to the outside world, and the sense of alienation has no effect on family members.

Yang Yu stood on tiptoe and wanted to ruffle Shi An's hair, "Why are you in a daze, I told you to refuse to agree several times."

Luo Shi'an stuffed the headphones into his pants pocket, "I'm listening to a song."

"You wear earphones when you have something on your mind." Yang Yu looked at his face, "Why, you're still upset about moving."

"No, just a little tired."

"Don't try to hide it from your old lady, this time I left in such a hurry, many friends didn't manage to say goodbye properly."

"I don't have many friends." Luo Shi'an lowered his head slightly, all his thoughts were caught in his dense eyelashes, "That's right, there is one, I haven't had time to say it."

Yang Yu had a playful expression: "Oh, he must be a very special kind of friend."

"What special friend?" Luo Bowen came out of the kitchen, saw Luo Shi'an's ears were slightly red, and couldn't help but said, "Taking fun of your son again, Shi'an, don't listen to your mother's nonsense, come and eat soon."

The family sat down at the dining table, and Yang Yu cupped his face and said, "Our family Shi'an has such a restrained personality, it must not be easy to make friends in the new school. Fortunately, You Ke is here. Son, has she contacted you?"

"Oh, but we are not in the same class." Shi An said.

"When you go to a new school, there must be a bunch of little girls around you. Shi'an, you promise mom that if you want to reject someone, you must not speak too harshly, but be polite and gentle, understand? Hey , anyway, I understand that feeling."

Shi An rarely joked, "Has Mom been rejected too?"

Yang Yu smiled and said: "No, I rejected others very cruelly. Like the one sitting next to you, he is a tough player who has refused seven times and is still unyielding."

"You really saved me face by saying it seven times." Luo Bowen raised his hand holding the drumstick, "Besides, I'm also proud of myself!"

The family laughed together.

seven times.When Luo Shi'an put the potato in his mouth, he suddenly thought, this is indeed a courage that is different from ordinary people, or a thick skin.

But the most difficult thing is not from "1" to "7", but from "0" to "1".

If there is "1", the number of times seems to be increased as a matter of course, as long as you don't give up.

But from "0" to "1", this is a long step enough to rewrite the entire story. Without this step, the story will never happen.

Timing, anxiety, procrastination, Luo Shi'an has been wandering on the shore, tightening his pace, worried and whispering repeatedly.

Is it life or death?Break out of the cocoon, become a butterfly, or die from exhaustion?

But you have to take a look, take a look at the dawn of dawn, even if it is a tragedy, you have to let the story write a beginning.

Gotta go find him.

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Ji Canxi huddled under the quilt for a while, the soft quilt wrapped his face, allowing him to breathe slowly and smoothly.

it is true······

Damn that ghost is telling the truth!He has really become Wanmu!

He slowly raised his head and looked at the room again. Then, he moved his feet, and when the soles of his feet stepped on the soft carpet, he seemed to lose the ability to walk in an instant, and collapsed back on the bed again.

After trying a few more times, he walked slowly like a baby learning to walk for the first time, tentatively exploring in this strange and novel environment, Wanmu's room, no, it's his room now, he has become Wanmu.

His hands slid across rows of book spines, brushed over various models, and stopped briefly on the large and organized desk. He almost fainted, and his whole body sank into the soft handle in front of the desk on the chair.

He was lying on the table, trying to slow down his heartbeat, when suddenly there was a light knock on the door, "Xiao Mu?"

Alarm bells were ringing in his heart, what should we do?who is it?The voice seems to be that of a woman, Wan Mu's mother?No, he said his mother only came to see him once a year, it wouldn't be such a coincidence...Ji Canxi suddenly wanted to swear, except for what Wanmu said to him verbally, he didn't care about Wanmu's life at all. Know nothing!

So-and-so's face, he couldn't match the name at all!

"Xiao Mu! Can I come in?" The voice outside the door was a little worried.

Forget it, you have to deal with it.

Ji Canxi coughed lightly, "Come in."

It was a short-haired aunt, about the same age as her aunt, but with a kinder look on her face. She wore a brown apron and held a tray with a glass of milk in one hand.

It should be the nanny aunt of Wanmu's family. Ji Canxi didn't know how to address her, so she deliberately turned her face away and asked, "Yes, what's the matter?"

She put down the milk and said in a worried tone, "Xiao Mu, at least drink some of this."

"Oh, thank you, thank you." Ji Canxi was very polite.

She looked a little surprised, and then said, "You haven't eaten for two days, I made some of your favorite food today, do you want to serve it to you?"

"no need."

Ji Canxi stood up as she spoke, she was a little disappointed, "Okay, then you—"

"I'll go down and eat."

After tossing for so long, he was already hungry.

He had already seen the interior of the villa in his dream, but when he actually touched the railing of the stairs, he felt that it was too real. This house is too big, if he lives alone...

Don't be too cool!

The nanny cooked a table of dishes, all of which he had never eaten before. Ji Canxi was like a hungry tiger, sweeping up the food on the plate, but while eating, he suddenly remembered something and asked in a panic, "What time is it?" gone?"

The aunt was very happy with his eating appearance, and put lemonade in front of him, "It's around 10 o'clock." She took out her mobile phone and looked, "It's 10:[-]."

"I'll go, I'll be late at work—"

Arrived.

Ji Canxi suddenly stopped, what a fart for being late!He will never have to work again!Phew, is this what liberation feels like?

He stared at his aunt's mobile phone, thinking that his mobile phone, which always consumes a lot of power, should also disappear.

"Xiaomu is up?"

A steady male voice sounded, Ji Canxi looked up and saw a middle-aged man in a suit walking in.

This, who is this?He quickly bowed his head and continued to eat his meal.

"Xiaomu, Ma'am is calling." He handed over a mobile phone.

Ma'am, that is Wanmu's mother?Ji Canxi's scalp was numb, and she swallowed a shrimp with great difficulty. Then she answered the phone, and just after feeding her, the indifferent voice said, "Stop losing your temper?"

What's the matter?

Ji Canxi: "Yes."

"Wan Mu, you are not a child anymore, don't let Aunt Rong and Uncle Hai worry about you all the time, and next time, you know what I will do."

But I don't know.

Ji Canxi said again: "Yes."

The phone hangs up.

Huh, what a cold woman, fortunately I know some information, Aunt Rong and Uncle Hai.

He smiled and handed over the phone: "Uncle Hai, thank you."

Uncle Hai's expression was extremely complicated, "Xiao Mu, don't be too sad, Ma'am actually cares about you very much."

"Oh."

"Also, this phone belongs to you. Madam asked me to keep it last time, so I will return it to you now."

"Mine?" He only watched Chen Yinuo take the latest model of mobile phone, showing off, he dismissed it in his mouth, but secretly envied it in his heart.But now, he has it too.

Ji Canxi couldn't help whistling, "Ha, awesome."

Uncle Hai and Aunt Rong suddenly had strange expressions.

After eating, Ji Canxi instinctively got up to clean up, but Aunt Rong stopped her and said in a worried tone, "Xiao Mu, let's go to rest, or go out to play, don't be bored at home all day."

Ji Canxi smiled, "Okay, thank you, Aunt Rong."

He went upstairs briskly, but he didn't hear the whispers of the two behind him: "Yes, it's getting more and more strange, do you want to go to the hospital..."

"Let's observe for a while, the rebellious period is repeated like this."

The phone was almost brand new, and it didn't even have a password, so Ji Canxi entered it with her fingerprint.

Then he threw it aside and flipped through the things on the desk. Most of the books were new and untouched. At the bottom was a photo album, which should be all of Wanmu's contacts, and there were names on the back. He wrote it down silently. , it seems that Wanmu's life circle is really simple, there are not as many people who are a little close to him as bullying him.

Thinking of what Wan Mu told him, he narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists, wishing to tear those people off the photo and crush them to pieces.

Almost memorized the name, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

On the misty mirror, his entire face was blurred, slowly wiped it away with the palm of his hand, and Ji Canxi's face clearly appeared.

"Wanmu?" He tried to call out, but the expression in the mirror was a bit weird.

Then, he called again: "Wanmu, are you there?"

This time, he was calling the ghost.

There was no response, Ji Canxi sighed slightly, dried her body with a towel, and changed into clean clothes.

He didn't notice that on the back, near the left shoulder, a light red skull pattern was looming.

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Did Ji Canxi really disappear?

He would love to see it.

Uncle Hai wanted to send him off, but he softly refused.Taking Wanmu's car to find his past self seemed indescribably weird.

He waited quietly for the bus. The place where he lived was almost on the other side of Lucheng, but he didn't think it was far away.

Probably because of the time.

Walking on the streets that I have been walking for more than ten years, my mood is also very different.

The disappearance of Ji Canxi means that no one will remember him, remember this name, right?

This feeling is quite strange, and at the same time, there are some inexplicable sentimentality and loss.

Whether it was good or bad, he personally erased the imprints of his life for more than ten years.

He suddenly didn't want to go to school, and he didn't want to go to his aunt's house. He didn't want to go anywhere.Is he sick?

He didn't know where his awkwardness came from, so he suddenly didn't want to go.

However, after walking such a long way, there must be a place to go.

Ji Canxi walked into this 24-hour convenience store. Zhang Ning was still lying behind the counter, swiping his phone, and said in a weak tone, "Welcome."

His heart skipped a beat, he walked around the convenience store, not knowing what to buy, he habitually looked at the bread and rice balls that were about to expire, then retracted his hand, and took a box of the most expensive chocolates...etc. wait!How is he going to pay!

Fingerprint unlocked Wanmu's phone, and checked the balance, OhMyGod!

You can almost buy this convenience store.

When paying, Zhang Ning glanced at him casually, and suddenly couldn't move his eyes. Ji Canxi's heart tightened, he might not remember him!

Zhang Ning's cheeks turned red in an instant, and his tone was stuttering: "Then, that... Do you want it, do you want a bag..."

Ji Canxi relaxed slightly, and said softly, "No need."

Zhang Ning blushed and tried to look casual, "Handsome guy, do you want to add a WeChat account and make friends?"

Ji Canxi suddenly remembered that when she first met Zhang Ning, she asked the same question, but Ji Canxi immediately said with a dark face, "No."

Later, I added WeChat for work contact.

Now he is still him, but for her, it is a brand new beginning.

Ji Canxi shook her head lightly, turned and left the shop.

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