Ji Guang

Not long after that snow was the final exam, and after the final exam was the winter vacation.Chen Jingyu leaned on the podium and looked at the little faces in the classroom who were eager to leave, and she rarely showed mercy: "Don't worry, I won't notify the parents after the results of the final exam this time, and let you have a good year."

Because the holiday was about to come, the atmosphere in the classroom was very relaxed. Hearing what Chen Jingyu said, everyone cheered.

"However," Chen Jingyu continued, "After the new year, it will still be posted."

There was a burst of dissatisfied boos in the class.

Xiang Huai thought triumphantly: "Seeing what you are afraid of, we Lin Ji don't have to be afraid, we must still be number one." Then he thought of his rubbish grades again, and his complacent arrogance faded instantly.

"Okay, let's go, be careful on the road." As soon as Chen Jingyu finished speaking, the classroom suddenly became lively.

It was finally the holiday, Xiang Huai didn't go home immediately, but rushed to the basketball court with Shi Fa, Zheng Zaoqiao and a few boys to play basketball for a while.

Lin Ji sat on the bench next to the basketball court and waited for him. When it got dark and a group of people left, Xiang Huai went home with Lin Ji with the ball in his arms.

Xiang Huai had just played ball, and his whole body was steaming hot. The zipper was open, and one hand was pulling the soft cashmere sweater inside, fanning it too hot. Lin Ji frowned dissatisfiedly, and asked Xiang Huai to zip it up. , while handing Xiang Huai his schoolbag.

Xiang Huai touched Lin Ji's hand when he was picking up the schoolbag, and found that it was as cold as an ice sculpture. The cold in winter is dry and cold. Xiang Huai didn't feel anything when he was playing ball. Lin Ji was waiting for him beside him, and his whole body was soaked in the cold wind.

"Why didn't you call me?" Xiang Huai moved his ears in annoyance.

"What?" Lin Ji didn't understand what he was talking about.

Xiang Huai directly stuffed the ball into his schoolbag in a bulging ball, then threw it on his back, grabbed Lin Ji's hand, and stuffed it into his down jacket pocket.His hands are very hot, and Lin Ji's are two extremes.

Lin Ji was taken aback, and Xiang Huai smiled shamelessly: "Warm your hands."

The street lights hadn't turned on yet, the sky was already dark, and the surroundings looked very dim, and their movements were hidden in it.

Lin Ji moved, and Xiang Huai grabbed him even tighter.The two looked at the bare tree on the left and the bare bush on the right. They didn't speak for a long time, only the two hands intertwined in their pockets gradually became the same temperature.

The warmth didn't last long, Xiang Huai started to go crazy after a while, because Lin Ji broke the silence and brought up the matter of going back to his grandfather's house for the New Year in two days.

"Why?" Xiang Huai was anxious, "Aren't you celebrating the New Year with us?"

"I'm not your family," Lin Ji said, "Your family celebrates the New Year, what should I do with you?"

Xiang Huai suddenly fell silent, and his face darkened.When he laughs, he often looks heartless and childish. When he laughs provocatively, he is arrogant and unreasonable, but when he is not smiling, he is serious enough.

"What's wrong?" Lin Ji asked.

Xiang Huai stopped and stared at Lin Ji: "I don't want to hear you talk like that."

"What about your family, anyway," Xiang Huai paused, with an angry ruthlessness in his voice, "That's your family."

Lin Ji saw that he didn't answer, neither said yes nor no.

Xiang Huai waited for a while, but did not get Lin Ji's response, he took out the hand that was clasped in his pocket, and threw it vigorously.

He thought viciously, warm your ass hand, forget about freezing to death.

Song Lingran thought that the two children were finally on vacation after their exams, and it was time to celebrate, so they cooked a very sumptuous dinner, and just as they were satisfied, they saw Xiang Huai come in, went into the bedroom without a word and slammed the door.

Song Lingran followed outside the bedroom and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

Xiang Huai thought that Song Lingran must also know that Lin Ji was going home for the New Year, they all kept it from him, and no one told him.The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he became extremely confused through the door, and shouted: "I want Lin Ji to celebrate the New Year with us!"

Only then did Song Lingran realize why he was angry.

"Do you do whatever you want?" Song Lingran said, "Lin Ji hasn't been home for almost half a year, does grandpa want to? Do you want a family reunion during the Chinese New Year?"

"I don't care!" Xiang Huai shouted.

"Don't be so selfish, Xiang Huai!"

"I'm selfish!" Xiang Huai exploded into a string of fireworks in the room alone, "Isn't Lin Ji and us a family reunion? Why doesn't his grandfather come if he wants?"

Song Lingran was so annoyed by his stupid words, she slammed on the door and said angrily, "Come out!"

As soon as Lin Ji entered the house, he saw the two confronting each other through the door, so he immediately went to pull Song Lingran, and apologized, "Aunt Ran, I'll go and tell him, don't be angry."

"You fucking don't come in!" Xiang Huai shouted.Without seeing Lin Ji's face, he could still shout a few times. Facing Lin Ji, he probably had to obediently accept his fate and compromise.

However, he still sneaked over and unlocked the door.

Lin Ji persuaded Song Lingran to go back to the sofa in the living room and sit down, then opened the door and entered Xiang Huai's room.Xiang Huai was wrapping himself in the quilt, as if refusing to communicate.

Lin Ji reached out to lift the quilt on his head, and Xiang Huai grabbed him tightly: "I don't want to talk to you now."

Lin Ji let go, and Xiang Huai felt a little regretful immediately. He wondered if he had spoken too harshly. Is Lin Ji angry? What should I do if I am angry?

Before he could figure it out, Lin Ji suddenly called him, "Xiang Huai."

"What are you doing!" Xiang Huai said angrily.

"I apologize to you," Lin Ji said, "I shouldn't have said that."

It is easy for Xiang Huai to reject someone, and it is also easy to accept someone. He has long regarded Lin Ji as a member of his family, but Lin Ji has drawn a clear line between them. His words are really hurtful. .

Xiang Huai was still struggling to forgive him, but suddenly a weight was placed on his body, and Lin Ji caged him with the quilt under his body, and the two of them pressed close together.

Xiang Huai opened his eyes wide, his hands and feet suddenly went numb, his heartbeat sounded like a drum in the narrow space, he didn't dare to move.

Lin Ji rubbed the bulge propped up by Xiang Huai's head on the quilt, and shouted in a low voice, "Xiang Huai."

Xiang Huai felt his heart go numb.

"I'll be back after the new year, and it will take more than a week," Lin Ji said, "Can you pick me up then?"

Through the quilt, his voice was a little hazy, strangely gentle.Xiang Huai wanted to lift the quilt, but this time it was Lin Ji who held it down, and the weight on his body disappeared. Xiang Huai poked his head out from under the quilt, and saw Lin Ji sitting beside his bed with a natural expression, as if he had just It's not the same as what he hugged.

"All right." Xiang Huai blushed and said nonchalantly.

During the few days when Lin Ji left, Xiang Huai truly felt what missing was for the first time.Since Lin Ji moved in in August, the two haven't been separated for half a year. He is used to seeing Lin Ji's life when he opens his eyes, but now he can't see or touch Lin Ji. Xiang Huai is not right, he is listless. Literally unable to arouse interest.Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Song Lingran didn't dare to force him to study anymore, and offered to let him go to play with his classmates.

After finally surviving the new year, Song Lingran and Xiang Qi took Xiang Huai to visit relatives at his grandma's house on the second day of junior high school. Xiang Huai had two aunts, two uncles, and a lot of cousins. Counting all of them, there are more than 20 people in total. They are scattered around on weekdays, and they only get together during the Chinese New Year. It is very lively.

After lunch, a table of mahjong was set up in the living room. Song Lingran was busy talking to her sisters, and asked Xiang Qi to play. For a while, the sound of mahjong rubbing, chatting and laughing was mixed in the room.

Several of Xiang Huai's cousins ​​were bullied by Xiang Huai when they were young. Every time they got together, they would be provoked to cry by Xiang Huai. Inexplicable adoration.Xiang Huai cared about Lin Ji in his heart, and he had no interest in having fun with them, so he just slumped on the sofa and played games.

The cousin who was bitten by Xiang Huai once when he was a child doesn't have a long memory. He wandered around next to Xiang Huai, trying to gain some fighting experience. :"go away."

On the other sofa, his aunt, who was boasting that Xiang Huai had grown up, fell silent, Song Lingran smiled dryly, "It's the same as before, he's still a jerk..."

Uncle Xiang Huai’s cousin had a little girl who was just two years old. She wandered around the room like a grown-up, huddled together, picked up things, and finally stood by the sofa, holding the sofa with one hand. Holding a lollipop in one hand, he licked it and looked at Xiang Huai curiously, with his little feet up and down.

The little girl was fair and beautiful, with big watery eyes. Xiang Huai looked down at her, hugged her into his lap, and asked, "What did you call me?"

The little girl called out sweetly: "Uncle."

Xiang Huai hadn't been called an elder before, so he was a little intoxicated for a while, and unexpectedly aroused a little bit of rare kindness. He hugged the little girl and looked for cartoons on his phone for her.

When his aunt saw it, she rushed towards Huai's cousin and said, "You'd better take Niu Niu here. If he gets angry later, no matter how old you are, it's too late to beat you up and cry."

Before Song Lingran could speak, Xiang Huai's grandmother was not happy about it. The old lady had a very partial heart. Since she was a child, she had seen Xiang Huai as a pimple, and no one could tell her. She would get angry when Song Lingran scolded Xiang Huai.Song Lingran always felt that Xiang Huai's lawless character had a lot to do with being watched by his grandma for several years when he was a child.

"What are you talking about, our Huaibao is very sensible," the old lady spoke slowly, unhurriedly, "If he is upset, someone has provoked him."

The filter in these words is too heavy, Song Lingran can't bear to listen to it anymore.

Xiang Huaihun didn't care, he hugged Niu Niu to face him, and asked her, "Does Niu Niu like Uncle?"

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"Two uncles," Xiang Huai pointed to himself, then pointed to his cousin on the other side, and asked with some malicious intentions, "Which uncle do you like?"

The little girl stood up in his arms, and hugged his face affectionately and kissed him. Xiang Huai was taken aback by her kiss, and everyone in the room laughed. His cousin asked, "What does Niuniu like about Uncle?"

"It looks good!" Niuniu replied crisply.

This girl is a face control.