Ji Guang

The next day, Xiang Huai tried to repeat the old trick, but Lin Ji refused to go out no matter what, like an accomplished monk who was unmoved by the world, he would not move despite Xiang Huai's harassment.

Xiang Huai leaned over and took a few glances at the math problem he was working on, wanting to see what was so attractive about solving the problem, but he came back disgusted after glancing at it twice, he couldn't even understand the problem.

"Isn't it okay to help you on duty for another two weeks?" Xiang Huai tried to continue bribing Lin Ji, but seeing that Lin Ji didn't say a word, he said cruelly, "I'll take care of everything for you this semester!"

A sneer came from the door: "Okay, Xiang Huai, if you really don't want to write, go to your own room and don't disturb other people's study here."

Xiang Huai turned his head and saw Song Lingran standing at the door. He was bumped into flattering Lin Ji. Xiang Huai couldn't hold back his face, and said angrily, "Mom, can you be more polite? You can just enter my room as you like." , you entered Lin Ji's room without knocking?"

"I," Song Lingran was a little embarrassed by what he said, and raised the fruit plate in his hand, "I'm here to deliver fruit."

Xiang Huai choked, "If you come to deliver fruit, can you stop knocking on the door?"

"I was going to knock on the door," Song Lingran wanted to beat Xiang Huai up, and argued, "but you didn't lock the door, it was so wide open, the wind blew away before I knocked, It's not my problem either."

Xiang Huai said, "This little wind is really strong..."

"Xiang Huai!" Song Lingran gritted her teeth angrily, suppressed her anger again, and said to Lin Ji apologetically, "Don't blame Xiao Ji, I will definitely knock on the door next time."

Lin Ji said, "It's fine."

"It's something," Xiang Huai snorted. "This bad habit is the result of my years of oppression. I won't talk about it in the morning. I'll do my homework. I can peek at me five, six, seven or eight times an hour."

"You're talking nonsense," Song Lingran blushed with anger, "Your door is locked, how can I peek at you! No, when did you do your homework!"

"Hey, hey," Xiang Huai pointed triumphantly, "If you didn't want to make a surprise attack, how do you know my door is locked?"

Song Lingran stretched out her hand to hit his arrogant finger, Xiang Huai retracted it in time, Song Lingran put the fruit plate heavily on the table, and said angrily: "Don't bother Lin Ji here, come out! Go back to your room!"

"I'm not going back," Xiang Huai grabbed Lin Ji's arm with a sense of crisis to prevent Song Lingran from dragging him away, and said shamelessly, "I still have to study hard."

He squeezed his head next to Lin Ji's book, and randomly pointed to a question: "How to do this? Tell me about it."

Song Lingran was so angry that she pinched the back of his shoulder, slammed the door and left.

As soon as Song Lingran left, Xiang Huai grinned and pulled down the collar of his T-shirt, wanting to see if Song Lingran had pinched her red from behind.Song Lingran couldn't do anything else, but pinched people fiercely. She once went down with her claws and pinched out five crescent blood marks on Xiang Huai's arm, and the flesh bounced from the nails, which was extremely cruel.

Xiang Huai turned his head and looked at it for a long time, but didn't look at it, and asked Lin Ji, "Can you show me if it's red?"

Lin Ji glanced at it, and it was really red.

"I knew it." Xiang Huai angrily pulled up the neckline of his T-shirt, covering the white and firm flesh on his shoulders.

Song Lingran didn't let him go out to play, and Lin Ji didn't take him out either. Xiang Huai lay on the table and played with his phone for a while, feeling bored, threw the phone away, and started tormenting Lin Ji again.

"Do you really know how to draw?" He asked Lin Ji, counting on his fingers, "Piano, photography, drawing, fighting, and games, how many things do you know? Are you still a person?"

Lin Ji tapped the pen tip on the paper, stopped, and turned his face to the window: "Sit there and draw a picture for you."

Xiang Huai sat up straight, a little flattered: "Draw me?"

Lin Ji took out a new A4 blank sheet of paper from under the half-written draft paper, turned his head and Xiang Huai was already holding his chair and sitting by the window, leaning his elbows on the window sill, showing a side face, While making a pose, he asked, "Can I do this?"

"It's good." Lin Ji turned the chair sideways, "That's it, don't move."

Xiang Huai had never sat so honestly and quietly before. The sunlight came in through the window, drawing a light-soaked outline on his side face. Became a foil.

He didn't dare to move, and looked at Lin Ji secretly from the corner of his eye. Lin Ji's chair was on its side, with a physics textbook under the white paper, leaning against the edge of the table, with an ordinary black fountain pen in his hand. Drawing casually with his eyes focused, his hands moved on the paper to draw smooth and unrestrained lines, occasionally raising his eyes to take a look at Xiang Huai.

Xiang Huai's heart that couldn't sit still and wanted to get restless suddenly calmed down.

The sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance floats in the nostrils, sometimes strong and sometimes light, but it is not enough to take a sip, but after giving up, the fragrance becomes a dense ball and penetrates directly into the lungs.

Sitting bored, Xiang Huai got into a fight with the sweet-scented osmanthus outside the window. He was a little carried away when he was playing alone, and it took him a long time to remember what he was doing.

Lin Ji was still painting, and Xiang Huai felt inexplicably touched that Lin Ji was so careful and meticulous in painting for him.

"I want to see it first!" Xiang Huai was driven by curiosity, wanting to see how handsome Lin Ji painted him.

Lin Ji was stunned for a moment, and before he could raise his eyes, Xiang Huai had already sprinted over like a rabbit, and tore the draft paper under his hand. Lin Ji's pen tip had no time to withdraw, and drew a long black line on the paper. Wire.

The anticipation on Xiang Huai's face froze instantly after seeing what was on the paper.

"Are you fucking playing with me?" Xiang Huai lifted his eyes from the paper and landed on Lin Ji's face, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Draw me? I sat there for a long time, you fucking Are you doing math here?"

There are indeed many lines on the paper, all of which are fucking mathematical graphics.

Xiang Huai's face was so black that he could eat people, Lin Ji took the time to put on the cap of his pen and said, "Isn't there another one below?"

Sure enough, there are two sheets of paper stacked on top of each other.

Only then did the anger in Xiang Huai's heart relax, and while flipping through the paper, he still kept threatening: "If you draw ugly for grandpa...I'll fuck your uncle's Lin Ji!"

Xiang Huai jumped up and slapped the two pieces of paper on Lin Ji's face hard. Fortunately, Lin Ji reacted quickly enough to put a hand in front of his face in time.

The one drawn on the paper was indeed Xiang Huai, and his drawing skills were also very good. With just a few strokes, the boy's handsomeness was vividly outlined, except that the owner of this handsome face was crawling up the blackboard like a toad.

Xiang Huai kicked on the leg of the chair where Lin Ji was sitting, kicked him and the chair away, and squeezed him to the side of the table, clattering all over the table looking for pens and paper, blatantly wanting to draw a picture for Lin Ji too. .

He was so angry that he jumped like a toad jumping off the blackboard.

Lin Ji's heart seemed to be opened a little by him, and there was a rare joy in his dark and quiet eyes.

Xiang Huai's masterpiece was completed very quickly, every line penetrated the back of the paper, the crooked rectangle represents the blackboard, and the unidentified object made of rough lines lying obliquely on it represents Lin Ji, a big round face squinted with two small eyes like slits , the mouth is wide open to reveal shark teeth, like a monster with blue face and fangs, and a long circle below it represents the body, and four arms and legs are tied in four directions of the circle. In order to show Lin Ji's black heart, Xiang Huai is still in this monster A heart was drawn on the heart, and filled with a black pen viciously.

Lin Ji pointed to the heart and asked, "What is this?"

"This is your dirty, ugly, black heart!" Xiang Huai said angrily.

"Really?" Lin Ji's ending sound was slightly elongated, which sounded a bit meaningful.

"What the hell are you thinking!" Xiang Huai felt that the effect of the painting he made with malicious intent seemed wrong.

"I thought it was you who gave me my heart."

"You fucking think so beautifully! I'll send you off? I'll send you off..."

Halfway through Xiang Huai's words, his voice lowered. For some reason, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. He had never heard Lin Ji talk like this, nor had he seen Lin Ji look so relaxed.

His eyes fell on Lin Ji's face. If Lin Ji was frozen stagnant water before, now it seems that the water has finally moved, and it has become clear and fresh water.

Xiang Huai was a little taken aback, the question that had been entangled with him for many days suddenly entered his mind, and Xiang Huai blurted out, "Why did you accept that bursary?"

The topic changed so quickly that Lin Ji didn't speak for a while.

"You don't need the money, right?" Xiang Huai said, "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

His voice lowered: "Did you do it on purpose? To get revenge on me?"

"Yes and no." Lin Ji said.

"What do you mean?" Xiang Huai asked.

"Part of the reason is you, but it's not revenge," Lin Ji looked into Xiang Huai's eyes and said softly, "It's because I don't want to quarrel with you anymore."

Xiang Huai reacted for a few seconds before he understood Lin Ji's meaning. His heart was like a quicksand bag, and it was suddenly pierced and milky yellow quicksand flowed out. Make up, then can't you take the initiative to tell me?"

"No."

"Why!" Xiang Huai was not convinced, "Why do I have to make up with you first!"

"My pleasure."

Xiang Huai was stunned by his righteousness.

"I'm happy, aren't you?" Xiang Huai smiled ferociously, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of the chair where Lin Ji was sitting, squeezing Lin Ji between his body and the back of the chair. With a sudden force on his hands, the chair fell backwards. , tilted thirty or forty degrees and stopped suddenly.

Xiang Huai's legs were spread out on both sides of Lin Ji's legs. Lin Ji was surrounded by him, with his back against the back of the chair. stick together very close.

"Say you're wrong," Xiang Huai loosened his hand on the back of the chair threateningly, and he grabbed the chair again when it fell, raising his eyebrows, "I beg you to forgive me, and then say you want to talk to me I make up!"

Lin Ji calmly said, "I don't want to."

"Okay, don't regret it."

Xiang Huai grabbed the back of the chair and began to lower the chair slowly, then asked a little bit, "Do you regret it?"

When it was at an angle of about [-] degrees to the ground, the leg of the chair slipped forward on the ground and fell down suddenly. The accident happened suddenly. Just as Xiang Huai was about to stabilize the chair, Lin Ji grabbed one of his arms , the back of the chair slammed on the ground, Xiang Huai also jumped his head onto the floor above Lin Ji's head.

"Your grandson!" Xiang Huai gritted his teeth and scolded, sitting on the floor, he didn't know whether to cover his head first or his crotch that was caught by the corner of the chair, "Did you fucking kick your nose and face a little recently! "

Lin Ji rolled over from the chair just before it fell down. He was lying on the ground, squinting his eyes and looking at Xiang Huai: "Then there must be a face to show."

"Fuck!" Xiang Huai cursed, paused for two seconds, then suddenly laughed.

Perhaps it was because this was the first time in a long time that he felt a trace of vitality from Lin Ji.

Lin Ji lay on the ground and looked at him, his shoulders relaxed slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes.

He wasn't lying.He really didn't want to quarrel with Xiang Huai anymore.

After the accident, he faced various attitudes, such as regret, disgust, sarcasm, sympathy or pity, and he regarded all these arrogance as a joke, and stubbornly refused everything.

Only Xiang Huai was different.There is no cautiousness or tentative scrutiny in him. Lin Ji has gained some sense of equality from his targeting. It is very abnormal and weird, but it is the truth.

His life was like a pool of stagnant water, before and after the accident, green and smelly, dull and suffocating.

Xiang Huai was the first thunder and the first rain in his life.

In the beginning, he deliberately provoked Xiang Huai a lot. Later, he didn't want to quarrel with Xiang Huai anymore. If he had to trace it back, it might be traced back to the first day of school, when Xiang Huai looked at him with strange eyes from the whole classroom. I chose to compromise.

Lin Ji was not short of money, and what Lin Duanyi left him the most was money. He suddenly changed his mind to receive the scholarship, part of the reason was indeed Xiang Huai.He wanted Xiang Huai to feel guilty for him, take the initiative to end the conflict, compromise with him, and seek reconciliation with him, even though he was the one who made the first move.

But this is only part of the reason. The bigger reason is that he is fed up with the mask and the shame that the mask represents.