hug me

Ever since Xiaomu came back, He Xing had been inexplicably uneasy, so serious that he couldn't sleep all night, this situation didn't improve in Wanjia, so he simply returned to his rented house.

Xiao Mu has been a little busy in the past few days, and Zhu Yao insisted on meeting him in person, so he had no choice but to go to Wan's to confront his mother face to face.

Before leaving, he said, "She's so greedy, I can only ask her to vomit more. However, it's only a matter of a few days."

Yes, a few days, seven days is a few days, and six five four three is also a few days.

How come these days are so long.

Just falling into a light sleep, He Xing was suddenly awakened by a rapid knock on the door.

Reflexively, he first took out his phone to check the time, it was ten past one, oh, there are still two days left.

It must be another neighbor who got drunk and went crazy. He Xing turned over and continued to sleep, so he didn't intend to pay attention to it.

But the sound of knocking on the door didn't get any less, on the contrary, it became louder and louder, and gradually turned into a "beating" posture.

For this kind of persistent "drunkard", He Xing thinks it's better to drive away, otherwise the door will fall apart.

He went to open the door with his slippers on, before he could see the "drunkard"'s figure clearly, he almost punched him with a fist. He Xing was hit backwards, and he staggered back a few steps.

Luo Shi'an flashed in like the wind, targeted the bedroom, and began to search frantically.

The nose was so painful, He Xing touched it with his hands, but he didn't see any blood, but he was very annoyed, just now he had seen clearly who was coming from the corner of his eye, and he ran to the room to stare at the unexpected guest, covering his nose.

"you······"

A person who came to his house in the middle of the night and attacked him, and then rummaged through his room, this behavior is no different from a robbery.

But the implementer of this behavior became Luo Shi'an, He Xing was shocked first.

It's not that he doesn't know Luo Shi'an's character, the most self-denying and polite, the politeness makes people feel alienated, and the few times he lost control, it was all because of Ji Canxi.

But now that Ji Canxi is gone, why is he here?What are you doing crazy here?

Thinking of what he and Xiaomu did, He Xing resisted the urge to beat him up, suppressed half of his anger, "What are you looking for?"

Luo Shi'an didn't answer him, and searched over and over to confirm.

No, no, there is no book with the surrogacy agreement written, and there is no Ji Canxi's name.

Although He Xing dropped out of school, the textbooks he studied before are still there, and the things that were always neatly arranged are now like waste products in the trash can, which is horrible.

He Xing couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and grabbed Luo Shi'an by the collar, "Are you crazy enough yet?"

"Book, no." Luo Shi'an murmured.

He Xing didn't hear clearly, but Luo Shi'an suddenly broke free from him, and grabbed his wrist with his backhand, "Where did you hide that notebook? Tell me, where did you hide it!"

"What book?" He Xing tried his best to keep his voice calm, but his expression had already betrayed him.

"Wan Mu must have handed over the book with the surrogacy agreement to you." Luo Shi'an increased the strength in his hand.

"I, I don't know."

Luo Shi'an knew that he wouldn't say it, so he looked around the room. The decoration of this house is very simple, unless someone with ulterior motives set up some traps, otherwise it's really not easy to hide things.

Luo Shi'an suddenly looked at He Xing's bed.

He let go of He Xing, strode over, threw off the air-conditioning quilt, followed by sheets and pillows.

"Luo Shi'an, are you sick? I don't even know what you came to me in the middle of the night to look for—"

Everything on the bed was cleared, Luo Shi'an actually took the pillow back, and quickly removed the pillowcase, and when he pulled it down, a rectangular object with a black shell fell out.

He Xing came to snatch it with quick eyesight and quick hands, but was snatched by Luo Shi'an one step earlier.

"Luo Shi'an, stop!" He Xing screamed just as he was about to open it. He didn't know where Luo Shi'an learned about this book, but he already knew what Luo Shi'an wanted to do. It's about to explode, "Listen to me first, you're out of your mind, do you know that? You don't know what stupid things you're doing, you want to go back in time to persuade Ji Canxi, don't be stupid, you think he will listen to you Do you believe me? No, you just took your own life for nothing!"

Luo Shi'an's hands were very cold, and he hadn't noticed just now that this book was almost like an ice cube, as if it would melt if he held it for a long time.

One of the front pages has been torn off, and the title page of the book reads:

【If there are identical faces in the world, it is God's fault.

All a mortal can do is fix it.

Life and death are fixed, one body and one soul

Therefore, the method of life-changing is to completely erase the existence of the other. 】

He Xing fell to his knees with a plop, "Luo Shi'an, I beg you, even if you go back to the past, there is no guarantee that you can save Ji Canxi, and you will put yourself in it. But Xiao Mu, he can be sure Live well, Luo Shi'an, you should do good deeds, just think of it for your own sake, and you shouldn't put yourself in danger!"

Shi An looked at the name that Ji Canxi signed, it was small, but the handwriting was very neat, like a primary school student's handwriting, a little pitiful on the pale paper.

His almost frozen fingers gently stroked the name, his expression was gentle, there were a few red bloodshot eyes in his light-colored pupils, and his voice was hoarse and indistinguishable:

"Fortunately, I am sober than you."

With a tear, the page of "Ji Canxi" left the book and floated down leisurely.

In He Xing's almost desperate eyes, the book, Luo Shi'an, all disappeared.

Ji Canxi came out of the bathroom of the convenience store with wet drops on her face and her head was still dazed.

It's rare for him to be in such a bad state of mind, but he didn't consider asking for leave. He just hoped that there wouldn't be too many guests today, so that he could take a nap or something secretly.

"Ji Canxi, you are not feeling well, go back today first." Zhang Ning said to him excitedly.

It was so fresh coming out of her mouth. Before Ji Canxi had time to ask, Zhang Ning pointed out the glass door excitedly: "Sweet orange boy is here, he helped you pay today's wages, and said he was looking for you If you have something to do, don't worry, leave it to me here."

Sweet orange boy?

Ji Canxi frowned and walked outside the convenience store. The person at the door was on a bicycle, like a model walking out of an advertisement. When she saw him, her eyes visibly shook, but her smile was extremely gentle: "You Coming? Let's go."

Although this face was much more pleasing to the eye than the usual ice cube face, Ji Canxi still felt that there was something wrong with this person, "Who is following you, what do you want to do?"

"I just see that you are so tired, and I want you to take a rest." The young Ruyu's face was full of disappointment, "Also, today is my birthday, and no one will spend it with me. We are classmates, although we usually don't Close, but I think you might be willing to spend my birthday with me."

Such a pitiful tone cut off the anger and dryness in Ji Canxi's stomach, he folded his arms uncomfortably, "I, I don't know you well, why should I spend your birthday with you?"

"Maybe after this birthday, we can get to know each other better." Luo Shi'an looked at him eagerly, "Are you angry? I'm sorry, I'm not very good at being nice to others, if it's my way that offends you , I apologize to you."

This person, this person... why is this person like this!

The kind who is usually cold and seems to be able to freeze to death if you touch it, why are you talking to him with such a low eyebrow and soft ear now? Is this birthday so important to him?Really can't find anyone to accompany him?

Ji Canxi felt his stomach itch like being scratched by a cat, he took out a red bill from his pants pocket and stuffed it to Luo Shi'an, "Forget it, forget it, I'll take a day off today."

Luo Shi'an smiled, and his whole body became warm.

This made Ji Canxi feel that it would be really nice to take a break.

But then, Luo Shi'an stood up from the bicycle, obediently sat on the back seat, and motioned to Ji Canxi with his eyes...

Yo, this is letting him be the driver.

Ji Canxi didn't refuse either, but fortunately Luo Shi'an wasn't too heavy, so it went smoothly after a few swings at the beginning.

"Where are you going?" Ji Canxi asked against the wind.

"The noodle shop at the front street."

Luo Shi'an reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"This is what you eat for your birthday."

Ji Canxi pointed to a bowl of clear soup and a bowl of spicy noodles in front of him, Luo Shi'an nodded, and then started to take a spoon to mix the soup base of the two nights.

Two bowls of clear and numb.

"Let's eat." Luo Shi'an said.

"Oh." Ji Canxi picked up a piece of chopstick noodles, "The way you eat it is quite interesting."

As he was eating, he realized that the person on the opposite side was ulterior motives, and kept looking at his face.

"Can you eat your birthday noodles?" Ji Canxi knocked on her noodle bowl, "Don't look at me like that, it's creepy."

"Really." Luo Shi'an ate the noodles in silence.

Ji Canxi felt uncomfortable again, he took a sip of the lemonade on the table, "Well, seriously, why did you ask me to accompany you on your birthday, you should have no shortage of friends."

Ji Canxi also couldn't explain why she came out with him, today was already abnormal enough, it was not normal at all.

"But birthday, isn't it to spend with the person you like the most?"

Luo Shi'an didn't look up when he said this, and was still eating the noodles gracefully, but his words floated up.

It floated into the lemon cup held by Ji Canxi with one hand, and sprinkled a piece of sugar.

If Ji Canxi hadn't figured out what he said, then the place Luo Shi'an took Ji Canxi to next would make people doubt his intentions.

That's his secret base, and he hasn't met a living person here yet!

"Luo Shian, tell the truth, are you a stalker?" Ji Canxi asked him.

"My friend brought me here. It's a very quiet place. There is a stone bed there, which is very suitable for resting." Luo Shi'an pointed to the big rock by the river.

Ji Canxi: "..."

So you brought him to bed?

"You are—"

"Go to sleep, you need rest so much." Luo Shi'an pushed him onto the stone bed and sat down, "Just sleep for a while, I will sit and wait for you over there."

Ji Canxi was indeed very sleepy and tired. After Luo Shi'an left, he lay down knowingly. He had slept on this stone bed many times, and the first time he was so half-pushed.

He turned around and heard the sound of small stones being thrown into the river over there, "Luo Shi'an, this is how you plan to spend your birthday."

"There is no rule on how to celebrate your birthday."

"Well, I just feel a little monotonous and boring." People as boring as him feel bored, and one can imagine how high the boring index is on this day.

"We haven't had time to do much."

The voice over there was low, Ji Canxi couldn't hear it clearly, he wrapped his clothes around him, "Okay, I'm going to sleep, call me in half an hour."

But the facts have proved that as long as the sleepiness is strong, the stone bed can sleep for a long time.

When Ji Canxi opened his eyes, it was already sunset.

"I'm going to sleep for a few hours." Now I'm sleepy but not sleepy anymore, my waist, buttocks and legs hurt badly, and my head... oh, my head is fine, I don't know when I will sleep on a ball of clothes up.

Luo Shi'an sat beside the stone bed, as quiet as if he had fallen into a trance.

Looking at the wrinkled clothes, Ji Canxi suddenly felt a strange emotion.

It's strange, but it doesn't feel bad.

"Luo, Luo Shi'an." Ji Canxi called him softly.

"Oh, you slept so badly, I didn't wake up after calling several times."

He didn't know if it was Ji Canxi who just woke up and was dizzy or something, but he felt that Luo Shi'an collapsed all of a sudden, like a balloon was slowly deflated and became crumpled.

But Ji Canxi, at first glance, is not someone who can comfort people and talk sweet words. He thought for a long time before he took out a black marker pen from his trousers pocket, and poked Luo Shi'an with the tip of the pen. arm,

"Well, happy birthday."

Luo Shi'an lowered his head, his eyes fell on the marker pen, but he didn't answer it.

It is estimated that this gift is shabby.

Ji Canxi rubbed her nose: "I, I'm carrying this on my body right now, you can't blame me, your birthday came so suddenly, how could I be prepared..."

The marker pen was picked up.

The slender fingertips slipped on the back of his hand, which was a little cold.

"Thank you." Luo Shi'an said.

Just when Ji Canxi was about to say no thanks, and was about to step back to widen the strangely close distance between them, Luo Shi'an suddenly grabbed her wrist again.

Luo Shi'an took off the cap of the pen, and the oily refill poked towards Ji Canxi's open palm.

One stroke at a time, he wrote very carefully.

I don't know what he is writing, and my fingers are pinched by him and I can't move.

Luo Shi'an's body was completely leaning towards him, with his head lowered slightly, the tip of Ji Canxi's nose lightly brushed against his ears, a fresh sweetness lingered in the air, making him a little dizzy.

He also lowered his head, and then saw clearly the masterpiece left by Luo Shi'an in his palm.

someone's name.

A word "An" has just been written to the last stroke.

How narcissistic it is to write one's own name on someone else's hand, Ji Canxi was about to complain when she suddenly felt a coolness in her palm, as if water droplets were dripping on it.

Luo Shi'an, crying.

Ji Canxi felt a little flustered for no reason, he asked in a soft voice that he couldn't imagine, "What's wrong with you, Luo Shi'an, why are you crying?"

"Did someone bully you? You tell me, I will help you, I fight very hard."

"Luo Shi'an, you, don't cry, tell me, what's the matter, can I help you?"

Luo Shi'an raised his head, the tails of his eyes were red, as if the world's greatest grievances had been drained into those two clear springs, he suddenly stretched out his hand and took Ji Canxi into his arms.

"You can." Luo Shi'an said in a muffled voice, "Can you promise me something?"

"You say." There is no reason not to agree even if there are a hundred items.

"Don't let my favorite person disappear from this world." Luo Shi'an hugged him tightly, and before his figure disappeared, the voice still whispered in his ear, "Please."