Oral period

Xia Jingzhe didn't suffer from multiple injuries, but he was still kept at home by his mother for three days - in three days, he explained in detail his entire mental journey from rebellion to autism to self-compromise, half of which was chatting, half It is one-sided questioning and being questioned.

His mother learned how to understand him in a strange way, but he just felt flattered, and then he spread his belly bit by bit like a hedgehog, and was mentally prepared to get nothing or even be stabbed in the face after being honest.

Fortunately, the imaginary doubts did not come, and his mother was particularly afraid of him being forced to accept "one-on-one" with others so that it almost developed into a group fight, and she also had a kind of compensatory mentality towards him. I accepted what he said, but occasionally blamed him why he didn't say it earlier, and when I asked him, I remembered something, and then subtly stopped talking.

Later, he chatted with Zhen Xiao about the past two days, and the evaluation he gave was "very magical and very realistic", at least he didn't dare to draw like this in comics, but he didn't think it was so absurd when it happened to him.

There are many examples of the same magic. For example, his parents and a close relative of Gao Qiyang's family actually had a business relationship, which made the naive children's fights rise to the level of interests. What responsibility does he have to bear? Another example is that thanks to his mother's belated desire to control and compensate as strong as her character, their class turned around smoothly with those evidences, and changed the head teacher as they wished. He was also dismissed by the school and could no longer harm the students.

The style of an adult is far sharper than he imagined, and it is watertight, like a rain that passes silently. When he comes to his senses, many things are extinguished in the rain, and the rain evaporates completely, leaving only a disagreement. rumors about the sound of thunder, about the supposed gods who manipulated the rain.

After Xia Jingzhe sent his mother away, and wandered back to school from the airport alone, many heroic deeds about him had spread like rumors at the time, out of his control, making it hard to tell whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

He didn't care much about it anymore. When he walked into the back door, his class monitor stuffed an apology letter in a big way. His first reaction was still embarrassment. He squeezed the envelope and thanked him stiffly. It seemed that the party who had done something wrong, fortunately, the bell for class rang at that time, which saved him from the subtle frozen atmosphere.

The second reaction was to find Zhenxiao—then he looked at the vacant seat beside him, and slowly remembered that they were still "quarrelling" and hadn't contacted each other for three days.

It’s not really appropriate to say the Cold War, after all, it wasn’t because of conflicts that they disconnected—the direct reason was that someone left his cell phone in his ward in a hurry, and the fundamental reason was his unilateral awkwardness and he didn’t want to face it. The past between them, or the lack of time to face it in those few days.

So he deliberately ignored the incoming calls from several unfamiliar numbers on his mobile phone. He didn't find out whose mobile phone Zhen Xiao borrowed to call him, and whether he remembered his number. There was a cold war.

But he charged Zhenxiao's mobile phone, unlocked it with a password he knew a long time ago, and relied on the intangible confidence that the other party was ashamed of himself, he rummaged through the contents of the mobile phone, from Zhenxiao and the doctor's Chatting to those browsing records related to him, and then to the meaningless "games" caused by him-the more you look at it, the more you can't get angry, and even feel a little bit sorry for the other party.

After all, he forgot that he lost his memory due to injury. After all, Zhenxiao has been looking for him for the past ten years, and he is keen on bullying him.

He was not as obsessed with recalling as Zhen Xiao imagined, and from the moment he read the letter, he had actually let go of it.

As for why you still hang on to each other like a cold war... Xia Jingzhe sighed, and took out from his schoolbag a teddy bear that was dirty gray and white, with its arms barely sewn on its body with poor stitches, and the teddy bear he won at the garden party that day. The key chains were placed side by side, and then they looked at the two bears, one big and one small, and silently came to a conclusion—probably because he was also a little boy who was keen on teasing his sweetheart.

It is always necessary to teach people some lessons. It is rare that he unilaterally takes the initiative.

He originally planned to use the time of this self-study class to think about his arguments, and then went upstairs to find Zhen Xiao to settle the accounts symbolically after class, but unexpectedly found that he didn't have much feelings, as if he accepted the fact calmly, There’s even a sense of “as expected” reassurance.

Just like what he thought when he comforted himself before, it’s not bad that Zhen Xiao and his childhood playmate are the same person, at least no one needs to be jealous anymore, and he will naturally get rid of empathy or using people as substitutes The crime is simply "no matter when you meet, you can't escape falling in love", a very innocent plot.

Before, he minded that the other party left without saying goodbye, leaving a lot of shadows on himself, and had a deep sense of distrust in social interaction, but that day Zhen Xiao had made it very clear, even when he was a few years old, he used no excuses to try to find him. They listed everything clearly, and he couldn't criticize more.

As for the shadow, after all, he has come out—it was Zhen Xiao who brought him out.

So when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, he had completely lost the mind to settle accounts, only the subtle urgency of the passionate couple "Xiao Bie Sheng newly married", and a little more subtle guilt - after all, he left the other party for three days without saying hello , with the character that sticks to him from the bottom of his head, it will probably be very difficult.

When I stepped into the roof, a cloud just dispersed, and the sun fell lightly, but it was a rare warmth in early winter.Xia Jingzhe lowered her body, looked in through the dusty window, and found that familiar figure, with her back to him, reading some book.

After wandering around here for too long, he has already mastered the skill of sliding in through the window without making a sound, but this time he deliberately didn't use it, making a lot of noise as if announcing his intention.

So he failed to land as expected, and was caught by Zhen Xiao when he was sitting on the edge of the window—the person who hurried forward to hug him hit the low table with his knees, and brought over the trash can by the way, but he didn't feel like he was in a mess Yes, the arm around him was too hard, but he couldn't help but groan in pain.

"I'm sorry..." Zhen Xiao immediately let go obediently, stepped back half a step, but didn't dare to look up at him, her drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, reminding him of a sunny day like this many years ago, The child who was not good at speaking was holding his sleeve, and the long black eyelashes cast a small shadow, suppressing the frail emotions in his eyes.

Grievance, guilt, or more fiery liking that he dared not let him see clearly.

When Xia Jingzhe saw his expression, his heart softened, and he couldn't say anything to blame, so he hooked his fingers at him: "Come here."

Zhen Xiao seemed to be relieved, but still didn't do it, just raised his eyelids and looked at him, his dark eyes were covered with water vapor, he looked pitiful, like a puppy with drooping ears, or something else that was afraid of being caught. A small animal abandoned by its owner.

"It's fine if you don't come here." Xia Jingzhe raised his eyebrows, a little unable to stand his gaze, so he leaned on the window frame as if to fall back, "Then I'm leaving—"

In the next second, he was hugged into his arms, and Zhen Xiao pressed his cold cheek against the side of his neck, and the voice muffled into his ears: "I'm sorry."

"I'm tired of hearing apologies," Xia Jingzhe patted his head, teasing him with a suppressed smile, "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"Yes..." Zhen Xiao rubbed his palm surprisingly cooperatively, and opened and closed her lips slightly when speaking, like a series of careful kisses on the side of his neck, "But you haven't said forgive me yet."

"I said it depends on your performance." Xia Jingzhe paused, and suddenly remembered something, and the smile in his words deepened, "Well... I don't have a chance to order takeaway at home these two days. A cake from a store, go and buy it for me, guess which one it is, if you don’t guess right, go again, huh?”

The feng shui took turns, and the feng shui that turned away from the fast food restaurant when the school started was finally turned back to him.

But now Zhenxiao's attitude is obviously far from that of him at that time. Instead of being angry, he also breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned: "Well, let's go after school."

——but still didn't let go of his intentions, instead, he tightened his arms calmly after realizing that he didn't mind, like warm water boiling a frog, or a snake entangled in its prey and intending to raise it in captivity.

Xia Jingzhe liked his inadvertent possessiveness very much, and he didn't stop him when he noticed it, so he let it go quite indulgently—subconscious mind can't deceive people, he doesn't have much grudge against Zhenxiao, otherwise he wouldn't be sitting here now On the narrow window sill, he surrendered all his balance and couldn't help but relax, looking at the sunshine in another window behind the other party in a trance.

It was a long time before he opened his mouth and talked about another irrelevant topic: "Speaking of which, at the beginning of this semester, I received a letter of commission, which seemed to be opened in front of you, asking me the meaning of living alone. What is it...you wrote it, the handwriting is very similar."

Zhen Xiao froze, and chose the latter between fooling around and admitting it honestly, and nodded obediently.

However, to his surprise, Xia Jingzhe didn't seem to have the intention of ridiculing, he just gave a soft "hmm" and asked him again, did you find it now?

Zhen Xiao backed away a little in silence, looked at him at a distance where he would be able to focus, saw a small ray of sunlight falling on his eyelashes, and thought of a butterfly that was burning and flapping its wings——a butterfly that has left traces in his long memory .

"Look at what I'm doing," Xia Jingzhe didn't look away, he still didn't hold back, and asked unnaturally, "Don't say it's me, it's too vulgar..."

The field of vision dimmed quietly, and he mistakenly thought that the sun was covered by clouds in a trance, only to realize that it was Zhen Xiao who lowered his head and approached him, and pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips.

"Well, it's really vulgar."

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It's over, this story will maintain the status quo, and I don't plan to replace it with a rewritten version, please rest assured to eat.

Let's talk about the rest of the nonsense (?) after finishing the episode, in my heart they will be tired of it for a long time...

The next story is "Flower", which is in advance. If you are interested, please take a look.

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