What should I do if my deskmate is blind

"...Damn it," Ji Chen stretched out his paw, "I'm really convinced of you, come on! Pick one!"

Shu Yan: "?"

"Didn't you want the size of my fingernail?!" Ji Chen said naturally.

"..." Shu Yan wanted to laugh a little, but his eyelashes were still drooping. He picked it up for a while, then raised his hand, pinched the nail of his left ring finger, "That's it."

Ji Chen glanced at the little place where the knuckles of the two of them touched, and then glanced at him again.

In the end, he chose to make another one for Shu Yan for free, not because he was afraid that Shu Yan would think he was playing a hooligan, but because he knew...he didn't just want to be a hooligan.He still wants to play more... No, it's not playing, but he thinks that this matter should be more than just playing hooligans.

So after breakfast, Ji Chen was driven up to the small studio on the second floor just like Shu Yan's long-term worker.

"The tools are quite complete." Shu Yan leaned his waist against the edge of the table, and stood lazily, watching Ji Chen ordering there like a supervisor.

In a small room with dozens of square meters, there are very rough wooden workbenches, files, wire drawing boards, claw hammers, etc., and even hanging grinders and welding torches are also arranged.

"Tsk," Ji Chen began to melt the silver, "Judging from your tone, you still suspected that I did it all night yesterday, right?"

Shu Yan smiled and said nothing.

Ji Chen glanced at him, lowered his head and continued.

Shu Yan scanned his small studio, a little curious: "What about your other works?"

Ji Chen didn't raise his head, and said, "Your... should be the first work."

Shu Yan froze for a moment.

Ji Chen knew that he was puzzled, so he replied directly: "I have melted all the things I have done before, and no one has ever walked out of this studio alive."

"..." Shu Yan leaned against the table and began to chuckle and shake his shoulders.

The workbench is very strong, but Ji Chen still looked up at him and threatened: "If you shake again, you will end up with them today."

Shu Yan continued to laugh and asked him, "Why?"

As far as the exquisiteness and detail of the pendant Ji Chen gave him, and Ji Chen's proficiency in operating these things at the moment, it's really not that he is not satisfied with any of them.

The subsequent gilt carving will take a long time, and it is impossible to complete it today, Ji Chen just asked him to determine the size he likes first.After the water cooled down to a rough shape, Ji Chen replied, "I did grind those out, and some of them took a lot of effort. But no one ever asked them if it was what they wanted to look like."

Shu Yan stared at him for a while.

Among Ji Chen's family members, it seems that he has never mentioned the role of grandfather.Even the parents' meeting in high school was initiated by the grandfather, which is not true.

Shu Yan glanced at the prototype in Ji Chen's hand, Shu Yan said: "Brother Chen, this is very good."

Ji Chen was stunned for a moment, wanting to look up at him, the phone on the workbench turned on, and there was a message.Ji Chen was busy with his hands, tilted his head and pointed to the mobile phone and said to Shu Yan, "Help me have a look."

There is no one idle on his mobile phone WeChat, and there is always something to find him.

Shu Yan raised his eyebrows: "I heard that someone had a car accident and crawled two meters, and he insisted on formatting his phone before passing out."

Ji Chen smiled: "Hurry up! I don't have any secrets or passwords, please help me find out."

Shu Yan pursed her lips, said "um", and went to get his phone.The screen turned on when it was lifted up, but Shu Yan's hand froze and did not press it away.

"What's wrong?" Ji Chen wondered.

Shu Yan looked at him with a delicate mood: "...Sui Yi's."

"!" The gun in Ji Chen's hand almost burned himself, and he quickly extinguished, "Oh, what, it must be Zhao Yi's business that Sui Yi is looking for me. If Zhao Yi has something urgent, don't worry about him. !"

"..." Shu Yan looked at him, blinked slowly twice, and silently put down his phone, "Oh."

Then he reached into his trouser pocket and touched his phone.

The news Sui Yi sent back to them was very indescribable.

[When I saw a strange-looking kitten on the side of the road, I wanted to take a picture and share it with him.I know it's time for me to accept my fate. 】—Sui Yi said.

Ji Chen and Shu Yan looked at the status of Sui Yi and Grandpa Sui's three Moments a day, respectively, and clicked into each other's Moments, which were empty and seemed to block others. They felt that this standard was really not suitable for the two of them.

There are some things that probably can only be learned by practicing on your own.

Twelfth Middle School has a New Year's Eve party every year, and it is the kind of school that is said to have poor grades and active activities.

Li Yisi, the literary and art committee member, mobilized and signed up in the classroom from door to door, until he came to Ji Chen Shuyan: "Squad leader and deputy squad leader, you two have a show."

"I don't have any talent." Shu Yan smiled very politely and refused very simply.

"Then neither do I." Ji Chen said.

Shu Yan glanced at him and chuckled.

Li Yisi: "...Zhouzhou——you clearly said that brother Chen can do everything!"

Zhao Yi laughed: "It's useless to call Zhouzhou, and Zhouzhou can't control it."

Xu Muzhou also looked at her happily, and tilted his head in Shu Yan's direction.

Li Yisi understood in seconds, with both ponytails hanging down sincerely: "Deputy monitor, you just came to our class this semester, don't you want to see your classmate on stage?"

Shu Yan was amused, and turned his head to look at Ji Chen.

"You guys have a good discussion and don't be in a hurry, anyway, New Year's Day is still early!" Li Yisi took the lead in retreating temporarily tactically without waiting for Shu Yan to speak.

"What do you like to watch? Brother Chen will play one for you." When the people left, Ji Chen leaned over and whispered.

Shu Yan raised her eyebrows: "Can I still order food?"

"Ah," Ji Chen said in a serious tone, "Do you want to see the boulder crushed on your chest, or catch the sword with your bare hands?"

"..." Shu Yan drooped her eyelashes, looking from top to bottom, scanning all the way down, and finally fixed on a certain place, pursed her lips and said, "I want to see the truck go over my belly."

Ji Chen: "??" What about human nature? !

Sang Qian didn't return to the country until mid-December, and Shu Yan never asked her why.

What was even more miraculous than her previous phone calls was that she told him directly this time: "Xiaoyan, why don't you come to Chenghe Hospital."

Shu Yan hung up the phone in a daze, and subconsciously asked Ji Chen, "Where is Chenghe Hospital?"

The next class is self-study, Ji Chen, who was sorting out his homework, was stunned for a moment.The most famous departments of Chenghe Hospital seem to be the oncology department and the hematology department.

"It's quite far." Ji Chen stuffed the homework book back on the desk, "Let's go, ask Lao Wang for leave, and I'll go with you."

Shu Yan sat without moving, raised her eyelashes to look at him, and said after a while, "Okay."

He didn't know what Sang Qian's changing itinerary had to do with telling him to go to the hospital as soon as he came back, but the feeling that he had no idea and his feet were unreliable was undeniably in front of him.A little bit selfishly...willing to let Ji Chen accompany her.

"We're here," Shu Yan called Sang Qian in the parking lot of Chenghe Hospital, "Which floor are we going to?"

"Hematology Department on the sixth floor of the North District. I'll wait for you at the elevator entrance." Sang Qian said.

Shu Yan hung up the phone, not knowing how he felt or what was waiting for him, looked at Ji Chen and said, "Hematology department."

Ji Chen nodded, took his arm and squeezed it, then tilted his head and pointed in a direction: "That building, the elevator goes straight up."

The moment the elevator reopened, Sang Qian looked at him and smiled: "Xiao Yan."

Shu Yan finally met Sang Qian.

Sang Qian was not much different from five years ago. The Morandi blue cashmere coat she was wearing was as light as hers, and her face was so gentle that no emotion could be seen.It's just that today's light makeup can't hide the two circles of black and blue.

Shu Yan didn't know what she was worried about, but she was a little surprised to find that she didn't seem to have any special touch when she saw Sang Qian, the special touch that she might have expected.

Just like borrowing 100 yuan, the debtor will pay it back after ten years. When you really get it, you will have the illusion that the money is not yours.

"Mom," Shu Yan nodded after getting out of the elevator, and said directly to Sang Qian, "My friend, Ji Chen."

Sang Qian froze for a moment, introducing such a serious matter to Shu Yan.He quickly reacted, and smiled slightly at Ji Chen: "Hello, classmate Ji."

Ji Chen didn't smile, he didn't like to laugh anyway, so he called "Auntie" politely.

Shu Yan glanced at Sang Qian's side, and asked, "Where's Bao'er?"

Sang Qian didn't answer, and soon she stopped paying attention to Ji Chen. She stood beside Shu Yan and led him forward while saying, "Mom won't tell you the details, let Director He explain it to you directly." Bar."

Shu Yan glanced at her and said "Mmm".

Walking to the door of the special department with the doctor's nameplate hanging, Shu Yan paused.Ji Chen glanced at Sang Qian, then patted Shu Yan's arm: "I'll wait for you outside."

"Okay." After Shu Yan finished speaking, she followed Sang Qian in.

Sang Qian closed the door.

Shu Yan didn't see clearly what Director He looked like, and he couldn't hear a lot of professional terms in it.

Only the last sentence came into my ears clearly: "As soon as possible arrange for your son and your daughter to be matched, and if the match is suitable, arrange for surgery as soon as possible."

Shu Yan's whole body was enveloped by the sudden feeling of being out of breath.

He knew that Sang Qian and Shu Xingyan had no affection for him, but he never thought that he was so useful in their eyes.

tool.

He was born as a tool back then, and he is still a tool today. Wherever he is needed, he has the value of being condescended and received by some people.

Shu Yan gritted his teeth and laughed self-deprecatingly. He didn't even want to see Sang Qian's face. He turned around and unlocked the door to go out, then swung his arms and slammed the door shut as if to vent.

Sang Qian quickly followed her, her tone still calm and presentable: "Bao'er is in the inpatient department on the ninth floor, do you want to go up and see her?"

"I let you give birth to her? I have this obligation?" Shu Yan stood in the corridor, trying to suppress his voice and asked Sang Qian, but the irritability rampaging in his chest made his ribs ache.

Sang Qian looked at him: "Xiao Yan..."

"Don't call me!" Shu Yan said.

Sang Qian was stunned for a moment, as if she never expected her son, who has always been emotionally restrained, to react so strongly, but she still looked at him and said softly, "She is your own sister."

It's this indifference and aloofness wrapped in "cultivation" again.

Shu Yan stared at her with lowered eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Mom, then I'm still your son, isn't it normal to be as selfish as you?"

As indifferent and selfish as the man and woman who gave birth to him, he even knew what the doctor said, what kind of disease his half-sister had, but his first reaction was to be treated as a tool Resentment.

Sang Qian looked back at him, the muscles on her side cheeks tensed a little, her chest rose and fell before she said, "Xiaoyan, Mom never owes you anything. I will give you what is due to you. When you were born... "

"I asked you to give birth to me?! You and Shu Xingyan asked my opinion when they gave birth to me?!" As if wanting to vent all the depression of these years, Shu Yan yelled at her, "Who gave birth to who the hell Take care of yourself!"

After Shu Yan yelled at her, she turned around and left.

In the far corridor outside the department, sat Sang Qian's once and now only lover.

Shu Yan knew that the woman was the same age as Sang Qian, but from the outside, she was at least seven or eight years older than Sang Qian.Shu Yan didn't want to guess for them at all, what touching and touching love story so and so experienced.

Shu Yan even wanted to laugh.

Bao'er is nominally the child of Sang Qian and this woman, but in fact he is only related to Sang Qian by blood, but the worried and guilty expression on the woman's face is much more sincere than Sang Qian's.

What a fucking love!

"Don't you think you forgot something?" Ji Chen stretched out his hand to grab the elevator door just as it was about to close.

"..." Shu Yan looked at him, his expression still ugly, but he managed to suppress his desire to smash something in the hospital to become a hot search.

Ji Chen didn't say anything, didn't even comfort him, just raised his hand, stroked the back of his head twice like a big cat: "You forgot the driver."

Shu Yan turned his head to look at him, the elevator arrived at the underground garage soon, Ji Chen pressed the door open button: "Hurry up, I'm still in a hurry to open the door for you, don't delay, get out quickly."

Ji Chen looked at him, until he saw Shu Yan finally sneered helplessly and walked out of the elevator, then he puffed up his face and followed, trying his best to let out a sigh of relief.

His temper is really getting better and better now, it's a miracle that he didn't smash a trash can in front of these so-called "adults".

Ji Chen directly took him home, and the school was over. In Shu Yan's state, Ji Chen didn't want him to go back to the dormitory either.Don't say a word and fight with his roommate or something, this high school will really fail.

As soon as Shu Yan got home, he said he was going to take a bath, but Ji Chen didn't stop him, it was good to wash away the bad luck of the hospital.

"Go and wash it too." Before entering the room, Shu Yan told him.

Ji Chen was stunned for a moment, his expression suddenly complicated: "What are you doing?"

"..." Shu Yan looked at his expression of "what do you want to do with both of you being so clean?", and said with a flat corner of his mouth, "I don't like the smell of hospitals."

"...Oh." Ji Chen said.

"..." Shu Yan heard his inexplicably disappointed tone, and entered the bedroom.

Shu Yan didn't feel that he was chaotic until he closed his eyes and let the hot water pour down from the top of his head.

He was able to treat Sang Qian like that in the hospital, but he still didn't know whether he cared about Sang Qian Sui Sui's words or not.

When Ji Chen finished washing, there was no one in Shu Yan's room.

Going downstairs, I saw Shu Yan smoking in the kitchen, and even turned on the range hood.

Ji Chen felt that this scene...was a bit ridiculous.It's like hanging a Chinese painting on a meat stall at a temple fair to attract business. It's so funny to some "adults" who want him to be a keyboard expert.

Shu Yan bought this pack of cigarettes himself.Halfway through the car, Shu Yan suddenly asked him to stop, Ji Chen pressed the door lock, and said resolutely, "Don't even think about it!", Shu Yan looked at him like an idiot and said he wanted to buy cigarettes.

Shu Yan was still very proficient at smoking men's cigarettes that smelled strong and pungent.

Ji Chen looked at him without interrupting or speaking.

There is not so much empathy in this world, and Ji Chen also clearly knows that he is not the kind of person whose tear glands develop when he sees any suffering in the world, his emotions are delicate, and his perception is super strong.Even seeing Zhao Yi's face covered in snot and tears when he was beaten by his grandma when he was a child, he just squinted his eyes in disgust and backed away.

Shu Yan is the only one who can make him feel... distressed without self-imposition.

Shu Yan didn't hear Ji Chen walking over, so Ji Chen turned off the range hood for him.

Shu Yan finally had some reaction, and slightly raised his lower eyelashes, but didn't look at him.

"Ayan," Ji Chen called him, looking at the scarlet spot between his fingers that was already burning on his skin, "Listen to the song?"

Shu Yan was stunned for a moment, then raised his head: "Huh?"

This is the first time Ji Chen called him that.

As if he finally felt the heat from the cigarette butt, Shu Yan snuffed out the cigarette butt belatedly, only then did he feel... his eyes hurt a little from the smoke.

Ji Chen looked at him and smiled, then tilted his head and pointed to the piano in the living room: "Pretending to be a force for you?"

Shu Yan stared at him for a long time, the feeling in his heart that he didn't know whether it was irritability or evasion, was temporarily and slowly dissipated amidst Ji Chen's cautious and natural joke.

Shu Yan slightly raised the corner of her lower lip, and said, "Okay."

In front of the grand piano in the living room.

After a series of brisk portamentos, the soothing and ethereal prelude entered the verse, and the slender knuckles began to fly, drawing a beautiful arc on the black and white keys, and the notes poured out from the boy's fingertips one by one.

The sound of the piano is like a ray of light, shining into the damp and dark hinterland, and the little insects that haven't seen the light for a long time flee after hearing the sound.Flowers bloomed immediately in that small pool of soaked soil, from blooming to drying up, there was no sadness.Only when the light whirling withered away, it was a dance accompanied by that bundle of accidents.

Only a small light was on in the yard outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the whole world outside seemed to be stagnant and quiet.The light diffused in the living room is full of jumping warmth.

Shu Yan also didn't know whether the beating amplitude in his chest was following the rhythm of Ji Chen's fingertips, or whether it had its own emotions.

This was the first time he saw Ji Chen playing the piano.

Confident, capable, with a spotlight, a teenager who seems to have nothing he can't solve.

When the last note fell, the living room returned to silence.

Seeing him in a daze, Ji Chen tapped two notes casually with his fingertips as if pulling him back to his senses, tilted his head and raised his chin and asked him, "Does it sound good?"

Shu Yan looked at him, his heartbeat didn't slow down with the rhythm of disappearing.

"Yeah." Shu Yan smiled.

"Want to try?" Ji Chen also laughed.

On Shu Yan's face, there was a longing for some kind of "love".

Shu Yan glanced at the keys of the piano, leaning against the body of the piano, standing a little sluggishly, and said lazily, "I don't know how."

Ji Chen moved to one side, patted half of the vacant piano bench, and said to him, "Sit."

Shu Yan smiled, did not refuse, and sat down.

Ji Chen put his right hand on the keys and demonstrated to him, "Just play these four notes."

Generally speaking, the little finger is the most difficult to use, so Ji Chen simply didn't arrange it for him.After the demonstration, he gave up the position of the keys and signaled him to try it.

Except for the music class at school, Shu Yan has never learned the music theory of the system, and only knows where DoReMi is, but with the black keys, it is not clear.

But the four notes played by Ji Chen are connected together, it sounds good, and it doesn't look difficult, Shu Yan nodded, put his fingers on the keys, and pressed them four times clumsily.

"..." After playing, I laughed.It was so easy for Ji Chen to do it.

"Don't be so nervous, relax a little, I won't scold you." Ji Chen smiled, then reached out subconsciously, grabbed his hand and tried again, "Come on, follow me and try slowly. "

The slender and strong fingers changed from the previous state of flying over the keys, and squeezed his knuckles, pressed his four fingers seriously and pressed the keys once.

The dry and warm palms of the young man were like a blanket warmed by the sun, covering the metacarpal bones on the back of his hands and covering his head.

I don't know who felt that this movement was too sticky first, the two of them pulled their hands away at the same time, away from the keys.

Ji Chen cleared his throat and said, "You are in charge of these four keys, and I will do the rest."

Shu Yan didn't look at him, but glanced at the fingertips on her knees with drooping eyelids: "Yes."

The notes jumped again.

The melody was not as smooth as before, and the right hands of the two people were like a car that was speeding out of place on the track. They collided without warning, bounced away as if in shock, and made the same mistake at the next intersection.

At first, Ji Chen was still able to joke with him like a joke, and continued separately, but later, his knuckles gradually became disordered like a car fleeing from the referee.

Some kind of emotion that is about to come out, it seems that it must be restrained to suppress it, but it is the same as the fingertips moving on the keyboard at this moment, and I can't help but get close to it desperately.

The boy's palm, like the gastropod of a mollusc, covered the back of his hand with a thin layer of sweat like the inborn mucus.

The strength is like the hard shell of that animal, with a reckless but extremely firm encroachment that does not know the severity, nailing his fingers firmly to the keys.

The chaotic and disorderly sound of the piano finally paused under a strange and jumping note.

The fingertips did not leave the keys, and the simple reverberation continued within a square inch.

"Ji Chen," Shu Yan called him, without pulling out his knuckles, but looked past the young man in front of him to the window, and said in a low voice, "Look, it's snowing."