Talking tablemates chase after me

After the lunch rush was over, the two teenagers stood side by side in the alley behind the kitchen of the small restaurant.

Ding Jinyu stood upright with his hands in his pockets, while Mingxi hung his head aside; the two stood in silence for a long time, and finally Mingxi spoke first.

"Can you not tell others?"

"I'm not that boring." Ding Jinyu remained expressionless.

Ming Xi kicked away a small stone at her feet, trying to resolve the embarrassment in the air, and let out a muffled "hmm".

"It's okay, I'll go first." Ding Jinyu said and turned around and walked towards the alley.

When Ding Jinyu broke her predicament, Ming Xi was quite embarrassed, but now looking at Ding Jinyu's back, Ming Ming is tall and straight, but always seems to be alone...

He didn't know why, but at the same time he was a little distressed, but also inexplicably felt relieved.

Ding Jinyu's aura around her and her attitude towards him didn't change at all, and she still didn't want to say one more word of nonsense——

Neither curiosity nor sympathy.

For Mingxi, this is already another kind of thoughtfulness and respect that is very reassuring.

Now that the clues have been discovered, let Ding Jinyu know; at least his deskmate will not come to ask some embarrassing questions for him, let alone show deliberate contempt or pity for him because of these——

that's enough.

Before about the house, he had been struggling whether to tell Ding Jinyu, and tried to speak several times, but Ding Jinyu usually ignored him, so he had no choice but to give up.

He suddenly felt a little stupid now, he should have known that his deskmate had always been like this...

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have to struggle with guilt for so long!

"Wait—" He strode after Ding Jinyu's back.

Ding Jinyu stood still when he heard the sound, and turned around to see Mingxi running towards him through the dilapidated alley.

"Move here tomorrow!" Ming Xi's chest rose and fell under a thin layer of T-shirt under his slight panting; Help you tidy up."

Ding Jinyu glanced at the dimple on one side with puzzled eyes, "You know all about it?"

"Yeah." Ming Xi nodded honestly, "I went to your old house to see it."

Ding Jinyu lowered his eyes, pulled his eyes back from the dimple, and did not speak again.

"The house is not big. There is only a single room without a living room, but there are kitchens and bathrooms. You can live alone." Ming Xi obviously got used to Ding Jinyu's silence, and explained to himself: "Although the house is old, we It’s okay to clean it up, you’ll only live for a few months, at least it’s close to the school.”

Ding Jinyu still didn't speak.

From the first day when he transferred to No. [-] Middle School, a piece of bread and a box of Band-Aids carried Mingxi's kindness; in this short period of one or two months, he seemed to have gotten used to Mingxi's unique inadvertent Yes, silent care.

His deskmate never deliberately took everything for granted, but when he thought about it carefully, he was a little inexplicably considerate; just like this silently and slowly, Ding Jinyu no longer resisted approaching so much.

But what is it this time?

Do you want to accept that Mingxi is getting closer and closer to you?

Living next to each other has already broken the safe distance in his heart.

What about the favors owed?

He was afraid that he would never be clear again.

In any case, this is no longer a mode of getting along with him that he can adapt to.

Ming Xi knew how awkward Ding Jinyu was, and he knew that it was absolutely impossible for Ding Jinyu to readily agree.

He smiled foolishly and scratched his head, "Why don't you go back and think about it for two more days, anyway, it will take time for me to clean up the house."

"En." Ding Jinyu finally spoke, but turned around after speaking, "Then I'll go first."

As soon as he sat on the bus, the phone rang a WeChat notification. He took out the phone from his pocket and saw a long list of Ding Yinan's messages.

When he was preparing to reply to the news in the small restaurant, he was interrupted by Ming Xi's sudden appearance, and Ding Yinan was completely forgotten by this trouble, so he could only quickly open the WeChat dialog box.

- I saw a few sets on the Jacaranda Street, and I'm still picking.

- Jacaranda Street is too far away from your school!

-good.

After Ding Jinyu replied to the message, Ding Yinan was silent for a while, and when he was about to put his phone back into his pocket, the other party's message popped up again——

-Why don't you consider living next door to Ming Xi's house?

Ding Jinyu's hands trembled, and he almost threw the phone out of the bus window.

what happened? !

How did Ding Yinan know what happened a few minutes ago?

Did his overbearing cousin install some high-tech tracking bug on her body?

- On the day of the earthquake, when you went back to pack your things, I added the WeChat account of your deskmate.

- it's okay, right?You can take the little boy home, I just add a WeChat to care about my brother~

Ding Yinan's WeChat messages popped up one after another, Ding Jinyu was so angry that now he wanted to throw the phone out of the window from the bottom of his heart.

What is "You can take other people's little boys home"?

What is this called?

Whose sister would talk to her brother like this?

It probably took a long time to wait for Ding Jinyu's reply, and Ding Yinan was also in a hurry, and the messages jumped out one after another.

-You didn't reply to my messages just now, so I couldn't help but ask Mingxi a few words to see if he knows your news...

- Isn't this also about you?

- that's it, that's it!Am I wrong?

On the phone, Ding Yinan sent several emoticons one after another; in order not to lose his phone, Ding Jinyu pressed the mute button and put the phone back in his pocket.

But he still underestimated his cousin's obsession with this matter, when he returned to the hotel, Ding Yinan was already sitting in the lobby of the hotel.

In fact, Ding Jinyu is a 17-year-old boy, tall and straight, able to run and fight. Ding Yinan is not so worried about where he lives.

Maybe it's because he doesn't have any parents. In Ding Yinan's eyes, his cousin has been sensitive and introverted since he was a child. He doesn't have many friends and doesn't like to get close to others; but at that time, Ding Jinyu still relied on himself——

Sad, wronged, bullied, but just a crying brat in his arms.

In the few years after sending Ding Jinyu away, although they kept in touch, Ding Jinyu never mentioned to her how hard it is for a child to leave his hometown and live under the fence.

She seemed to be able to feel that the little brat back then was getting farther and farther away from her.

Ding Jinyu, who reappeared in front of her eyes again, has grown from a soft and cute little boy to a tall and handsome boy; Ding Jinyu's concern for her cousin has not changed, and even changed from a child who needs to be protected to one who protects her. Ding Yinan's lord.

But Ding Jinyu's indifferent look still made Ding Yinan feel distressed.

She has always blamed herself. If she had insisted at the beginning, if her attitude had been tougher, she might have been able to keep Ding Jinyu.

Although she didn't know what Ding Jinyu experienced during the years of separation, she always thought that if she hadn't sent her brother away, Ding Jinyu might not have become what she is today.

Maybe boys won't be as close as they were when they were young, but at least Ding Jinyu is willing to talk to herself about any difficulties; she just feels sorry for Ding Jinyu who is carrying everything alone now.

But Ding Jinyu seems to treat Mingxi a little differently.

If it is no longer suitable to talk about young people's concerns with their sister, then Ding Yinan thinks it would be nice for Ding Jinyu to have a friend whom he can talk to——

At least it's better than carrying it alone.

"I'm back." She raised her head and waved to Ding Jinyu.

"En." Ding Jinyu saw that he couldn't avoid it, so he could only sit down beside Ding Yinan.

Ding Yinan put her hand on Ding Jinyu's shoulder, but was dodged, she curled her lips, "Are you still angry?"

Ding Jinyu didn't answer, so she had no choice but to take out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, but was snatched away by the other party.

"No smoking in public places."

"Oh——" Ding Yinan sighed, "Then why don't you ask me to come up to your room and have a sit?"

Ding Jinyu turned her head and glared at Ding Yinan.

"You can take Ming Xi home now—" Ding Yinan looked innocent, "Why can't I just sit in your room?"

Ding Jinyu felt that he was about to be laughed out of anger, he raised his eyebrows, "Jealous?"

"Isn't it!" Seeing that Ding Jinyu's attitude softened, Ding Yinan hurriedly joked: "My little Yu'er is about to come of age—"

"It's too big to stay!"

"Ding Yinan." Ding Jinyu's face darkened, "You know my business, don't make fun of it."

"I didn't ask you to fall in love with him!" Ding Yinan took the opportunity to climb up, "Why, can't you just make friends?"

Probably thanks to his cousin's "blessing", Ding Jinyu has always been very sensitive about sexual orientation. He knew that he definitely didn't like girls a few years ago, and never thought about hiding it. Ding Yinan also quickly accepted him. sexual orientation.

It's just that he still doesn't want to continue this topic in public, and has already got up and walked into the hotel.

"Why -" Ding Yinan smacked his mouth, "Are you angry again?"

Ding Jinyu turned around and gave Ding Yinan a blank look, "You didn't want to sit up there?"

Today, this matter cannot be avoided anyway, after he entered the room, he simply told the story of meeting Ming Xi just now.

"I know you don't want to owe him favors." Ding Yinan said, "You haven't had any friends since you were young, maybe you don't understand..."

She couldn't tell what it was like in her heart, but it was uncomfortable anyway, and she unconsciously stretched her hand towards the cigarette case on the table.

"Actually, isn't it all like this between friends? If you trouble each other, you will get closer."

Ding Jinyu lowered his eyes, staring at his cousin's hand reaching for the cigarette case, and said coldly, "I don't know him that well."

"Forget it, but have you ever thought about it—" Ding Yinan finally took out a cigarette, "He is a high school student, and he goes all the way to work on weekends, is there any difficulty at home? Have you ever thought that when he helps you, you are actually helping him?"

With a sound of "click", she finally lit a cigarette and handed one to Ding Jinyu casually.

"You moved there, solved the accommodation problem, and then paid the rent that should be paid, is it killing two birds with one stone?"