Talking tablemates chase after me

Ding Jinyu almost didn't even think about it, turned around and walked away.

"Ding Jinyu—"

Ming Xi's voice passed through the sporadic sound of firecrackers on the street, and with a little haste, she grabbed Ding Jinyu from behind fiercely.

Then, hearing the sound of footsteps, he trotted towards him.

"Run..." Ming Xi ran behind Ding Jinyu and slowed down, "What are you running for..."

Ding Jinyu took a deep breath and looked up, realizing that they were just standing under that streetlight again.

"Just now when my dad was cooking, he asked if you would come home during the Chinese New Year." Ming Xi ran too fast just now, but now she is propped up on her knees, panting a little while speaking, "I sent a WeChat message to ask if you are coming." Come to eat..."

"You didn't return..."

The word "go home" pierced Ding Jinyu's heart hard.

He is only 17 years old, but it seems that he will be homeless all his life.

On such a special day, he probably wanted a warm place too much, so he came to Mingxi's window by accident.

The ending of Mingxi's last words just now was a bit grievous, Ding Jinyu gradually let go of his guard, quietly put his hand into his belt, and found that it was empty——

He was too hasty before leaving home, he probably left his phone inside the house, that's why he missed Ming Xi's WeChat.

He froze in place, staring at the warm yellow street lamp above his head, without even the courage to turn his head.

After the holiday, he and Mingxi haven't seen each other for almost half a month, and he hasn't figured out how to deal with that dimple yet.

"Xixi—"

"Is your classmate here? Why don't you come into the house in this cold weather?"

Behind her was Father Ming's voice. Ding Jinyu turned around and saw Father Ming standing at the gate of the courtyard.

"The food will be ready soon, you two hurry home, wash your hands and prepare to eat." Father Ming saw Ding Jinyu turn around, smiled and waved to him, "The food is getting cold very quickly!"

you two.

Come back home.

Father Ming said these four words so naturally, it made Ding Jinyu's nose sore.

"Dad, if you don't look at the stove, what are you going to eat when the food is burnt!" Ming Xi turned her head and winked at her father, "We'll come back as soon as we have something to say!"

"You two are still whispering." Father Ming muttered, still thinking about the dishes in the kitchen, he turned and went back to the yard.

Ding Jinyu looked down and saw the white breath coming out of Mingxi's mouth when he spoke.

Ming Xi was still wearing the high-necked white sweater in the room just now, and Ding Jinyu could see that the sweater was probably made of rabbit fur. fall in one direction.

Apparently chasing her out too quickly, Ming Xi didn't have time to put on her thick coat, her shoulders shrank together from the cold, she shivered slightly, looking very pitiful.

Ding Jinyu remembered that when he was having dinner with Ding Yinan a few days ago, he saw a sentence in the magazine brought by the other party, to the effect that when the wind blows over the hair, it will give people a feeling of instant healing.

"You go back." He took a deep breath, "It's time to eat."

In a hurry, Mingxi also forgot that Ding Jinyu didn't like people approaching her, so she reached out and grabbed people, and said nervously, "What about you?"

Ding Jinyu looked at Mingxi's hand grabbing her wrist, the knuckles were slightly red from the cold, "Look for Ding Yinan."

Lies are often to get something, or to cover up something.

As Ding Yinan said, Ding Jinyu doesn't care much about others' opinions, so he rarely hides it.

He is not good at lying, and he doesn't know why he lied to Mingxi, and of course it is even more impossible to know that lies are easily exposed.

"When you didn't reply to the text message just now..." Mingxi looked up at Ding Jinyu with big aggrieved eyes, "I sent a message to Sister Nan..."

Teacher Song said that Ding Jinyu came back from abroad, and Mingxi couldn't wait for Ding Jinyu's reply, thinking that his tablemate really went back to the foreign family for the New Year, so he quickly sent another message to Ding Yinan.

Ding Yinan was so frightened that she remembered to call Ding Jinyu on the spot, because she knew too well that her cousin had nowhere to go; Ding Jinyu's phone was not answered, and she was anxious to reply to Mingxi, so she couldn't hold back and confessed.

"Sister Nan said you have nowhere to go...I..." Mingxi shook Ding Jinyu's arm tentatively, "I was going to find you before dinner after finishing my work at home..."

For the first time, Ding Jinyu realized how embarrassing it is for a lie to be exposed face to face.

There is only a forearm distance between the two people, but the cold wind is allowed to pass through it, freezing space and time.

Ming Xi watched his tablemate's deep brows and pupils, which were usually indifferent, constrict suddenly, and suddenly threw away his hand and rushed out; the direction was not to leave, but to the gate of his house.

He turned his head nervously, and saw Ding Jinyu rushing to the gate of the courtyard with two strides, hugging Ming Mei who almost tripped over the threshold in front of the courtyard.

"Sister!" he yelled in horror.

Mingmei groped Ding Jinyu's face with both hands in bewilderment, until she heard Mingxi's voice, she burst into tears with a "wow".

Ding Jinyu quickly hugged her tightly, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, it's okay..."

"Sister! Why are you—"

Ming Xi ran over nervously, but Ding Jinyu stared back at him as soon as he opened his mouth; Ding Jinyu shook his head at him, and he realized that what he said in a hurry was both concern and blame, so he swallowed it back.

He tried to take Mingmei from Ding Jinyu's arms, but the little girl seemed to feel the anger in her brother's words just now, so she hugged Ding Jinyu's neck and did not let go.

"Did you come out to watch after hearing the voices of your brother and father just now?" Ding Jinyu asked as gently as possible.

Mingmei nodded obediently, then shook her head again, "I heard a voice asking Dad, and Dad said you're here, but I waited at the door for a long time, but I couldn't wait for you and brother to come in..."

"Brother Jasmine... You haven't brought Jasmine to play with me for a long time..."

When Mingmei spoke, he rubbed the tears of grievance on Ding Jinyu's chest, which made his heart soften.

"Brother is wrong, I apologize to you." He saw that Mingmei was wearing a small red padded jacket, which was not too thick, so he pulled off the coat and wrapped the little girl in, "Go home for dinner, okay? "

Ming Mei didn't nod, but nervously tugged on Ding Jinyu's collar, as if afraid that he would slip away in a second.

"Jasmine didn't come today." Ding Jinyu looked back at Mingxi, and carried her sister to the courtyard, "But I have my brother to play with you, okay?"