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evening.

Ruan Jing carried a glass jar and strolled to the vicinity of Qin Xijue's house.

As he approached the house, he walked lightly, secretly observing the side of the yard like a thief for a while, and after making sure that Qin Xijue was not at home, he walked around to the gate of the yard and rang the doorbell.

Not long after, the old lady came out.

When she saw that it was Ruan Jing, she shifted her gaze behind him, but she didn't see the other person who was always with him—her grandson.

Ruan Jing rang the doorbell of this house for the first time.

In the past, they would come back together with Qin Xijue, or they would make an appointment, and Qin Xijue would wait by the window on the second floor to open the door for him when he was about to arrive.

Today is still a school day, and Qin Xijue has to go to work in the bar after class, so naturally he won't be here at this time.

After school in the morning, he asked Xiao Sheng for sick leave—it was the season change and the high incidence of cold and fever. Unfortunately, he happened to be recruited.

Today is really uncomfortable, my head is stumped and groggy, my limbs are sore and weak, and I can't lift my energy. I got home and want to drink something warm.

No one was at home, so he had to do it himself, squeezed ginger juice, mixed date paste, and boiled it with brown sugar water to make a paste syrup.Take out a few spoonfuls and rinse with hot water, it is ready-made ginger syrup.

Unexpectedly, only a little bit of each raw material was prepared, but the finished product turned out to be a big pot... I suffered from inexperience.

He kept two cans at home, and filled another can with a new one, planning to visit the old lady whom he hadn't seen for a long time while Qin Xijue was not at home.

In the past few days, Ruan Jing didn't know how to face Qin Xijue.

If the previous awkwardness was caused by unpredictable emotions, this time it was some thoughts hidden in his heart that made him unable to face this person at all.

Of course, this time it was also unilateral.

His ailment stemmed from his self-study on the first night of school.

That inadvertent touch was like opening a door that had been loose for a long time. Immediately afterwards, those inexplicable symptoms caused by Qin Xijue in the past, but could not find the answer, slowly passed through the thick fog, allowing him to pry into it with difficulty. A clue.

He was vaguely aware that it seemed to be something more serious.

He gradually understood that his feelings for Qin Xijue seemed to be more than just that simple between friends.

As soon as he figured out this idea, he hurriedly stopped his thoughts, not daring to think about it.

Realizing this, Ruan Jing was shocked and confused.

Don't follow this idea to think about it, just take the things that produced it as an example - he and Qin Xijue have been strangers and estrangements since they first met, and now they talk about everything, Qin Xijue trusts him so much, treats him as Best friends, they win glory for the school side by side on the court under thousands of eyes, and they also talk to each other in the dark corner of the night.

Once I have redundant thoughts in my heart, I feel that I have failed those times, and I have also failed Qin Xijue.

Ruan Jing felt terrible.

So he didn't avoid Qin Xijue on purpose, but he couldn't face it at all, and he didn't even dare to linger on him, lest the little bit of greed that he didn't hide would be noticed by the other party.

Ruan Jing had never encountered such a thing before, he just wanted to read the "Pilot's Beginner's Guide" as if he was sitting in the pilot's seat of a fighter jet.

He mobilized all his emotional intelligence and intelligence to brainstorm, but he still couldn't come up with a solution, and they all showed their superiority.

He couldn't help it for a while, so he had to use the excuse of being busy in art class, and once he returned to the classroom, he would devote all his free time to painting.

Like an ostrich, he dug his head into the sand to escape.

He didn’t go to crowded studios after school anymore—others were always absent-minded when talking to him, repeated several times, and before others questioned him, he got annoyed first, and hid back in the empty room of Mingde Building by himself.

The temperature has been warming up from time to time recently, and Mingde Building has regained a bit of the atmosphere of a warm sun loft in the afternoon when the sun is not stingy.

However, the cold and steep spring returns from time to time, and Ruan Jing still likes to fall asleep after being tired from painting.

One afternoon, he woke up with a sneeze, looked at the cold weather outside the window for a long time, and finally fell ill.

Ruan Jing was standing at the gate of Qin Xijue's house at this moment, feeling quite helpless in his heart.

Seeing that it was him, the old lady opened the courtyard door to let him in.

She was still wearing an apron and appeared to be busy in the kitchen.

Speaking of the old lady living in soon after, Qin Xijue realized that he would start to take care of an old man, so he went to see a lot of recipes, asked Ruan Jing some questions, and independently completed the process from choosing dishes to serving them nervously and seriously ate his first meal.

The old lady and Ruan Jing took a sip, remained silent for a few seconds, and put down their bowls at the same time.

Qin Xijue: "..."

From then on, the old lady did not allow Qin Xijue to enter the kitchen.

She used one meal and turned the kitchen into her own territory.

Rao Ruan Jing, who doubted the cooking skills of the Qin family, took a careful taste, and immediately let go of his prejudices and praised it repeatedly. The taste was even comparable to that of a chef.

So Qin Xijue's idea of ​​completing skill points came to an abrupt end amidst the crushing of strength.

In the past few days, Grandma Su from the opposite door often came to ask the old lady to buy vegetables together in the neighborhood supermarket.

Even though the old lady didn't say a word on the way, Grandma Su was able to have a very happy chat on her own.

Ruan Jing came back to his senses, seeing that the old lady was still waiting for him to enter the yard, he quickly shook his head, he still didn't want to take the risk of staying for a long time, if Qin Xijue came back early, it would be the end of the game.

He handed the jar to the old lady: "Grandma, I just stopped by to see you and bring you something... I should go."

The old lady didn't move, she took the jar and held it in her arms, just looking at him like that.

She wanted to stay, Ruan Jing understood.

Ruan Jing also felt bad, if he gradually alienated Qin Xijue in the future, he wouldn't be able to see the old lady anymore.

With the thought together, he was afraid that he would be reluctant to watch it any longer, so he hurriedly said hello, turned around and left.

The old lady suddenly called out behind him: "Ruan Ruan."

Ruan Jing's nose suddenly felt sour, maybe it was because of a cold that made his emotions more sensitive, and this sound made him a little sad.He didn't dare to stay longer, and he didn't dare to look back, so he could only keep walking forward.

He kept his head down and walked a long way, and after turning the corner, Ruan Jing looked back.

The old lady was still standing at the door, as if waiting for him to go around the corner and disappear before slowly returning to the house.

He finally couldn't help it, raised his hand and rubbed his sore eyes.

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The basic exam for this semester is approaching in a blink of an eye, and Ruan Jing's cold is still not getting better. Maybe the "meditation" needed to recuperate cannot be achieved, and it is even more serious.

He was stuck in a groggy state all day long, unable to lift up his spirits, and was not in the mood. He refused all invitations to have a good time together, like a lonely ghost, incompatible with the hot atmosphere.

Qin Xijue looked at him as if he was stricken with illness, and he didn't carry people around to give lectures as usual.

Two days before the exam, Qin Xijue gave him a copy of the materials, asking him to finish as much as possible before the exam, and then explain.

Ruan Jing knew that this was sorted out by Qin Xijue in the past few days.

He glanced at the file, but didn't take it.

If Qin Xijue gave him a lecture, the two of them would have to stay together for a long time again.

He vaguely said that he was busy with his homework and had no time.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Qin Xijue to reply, he greeted hurriedly, got up and left in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, God's will deliberately opposed him, and all the subjects in the exam were wiped out.

After looking through those materials, most of the test sites are included.

After all, it is the knowledge points sorted out by Teacher Qin.

Ruan Jing became even more irritable. At this moment, he dared not even see Qin Xijue again.

He took the report card home, and as expected, Lin Rong was shocked by the horrific paper, and couldn't help saying a few words to him.

The ups and downs of the exam are common, and he seldom makes Lin Rong worry about it. Instead, when he usually encounters such things, he only needs to play with Lin Rong and make a promise, and the matter will be over.

However, this time, the irritability in his heart made him say a few words.

Lin Rong was so angry that he was contradicted by his inexplicable anger, and she asked him to learn more from Qin Xijue in a slightly harsher tone.

Hearing this, Ruan Jing couldn't hold back his suppressed annoyance, and immediately retorted in a fit of temper: "It's not like I can't do without Qin Xijue."

After speaking, he went into the bedroom without looking back, locked himself, and let Lin Rong scold at the door, but he didn't open the door again.

Even though illness and irritability made him dizzy, there was a part of his mind that was clear, and he didn't want to talk back to Lin Rong.

What he said was for himself, and he was also scolding his worthless self.

He found that the more he deliberately avoided that person, the more he missed him.

On the second day after the examination papers were distributed, the teachers of each subject began to explain the examination papers one after another.

With the thoughtfulness of not occupying class time, the teachers took up the self-study time before school and at night.

Ruan Jing felt uncomfortable all over, and he listened to the class in a daze all morning, and when get out of class was over in the afternoon, he felt that his cold seemed to be serious again.

The noise around the ear was separated by a layer of frosted glass, the sound no longer fell on the ear clearly, but his heavy breathing became clearer, and the back of his hand was also a little hot.

He didn't want to disturb Qin Xijue, so he packed up and left by himself while he got up and went to the office.

He and Lin Rong had an awkward fight, and they didn't talk to each other for two days. He didn't want to go home or go to the studio.

I had to go to Mingde Building again.

Sitting on the familiar chair, he swallowed the medicine indiscriminately with mineral water, and the cold water entered his throat, soothing the inflamed throat for a moment like drinking poison to quench thirst.

This position seems to have the magic of sleeping. In the past, if you sat here without holding a paintbrush, you would be dragged into a deep sleep in less than 10 minutes.

At this time, the effect of the medicine came, and after a while, he fell asleep on the table again.

This time the sleeping magic seems to have become a curse, adding a lot of eccentricity and evil intentions into it, making the sleeping person fall into a long and depressing dream.

In the dream, Ruan Jing's spirit could not rest, and he was forced to go to many places non-stop.

Sometimes there are thousands of miles of glaciers, and he walks alone in the wind and snow, and sometimes there are thousands of feet in the abyss, and he keeps sinking into the dark trench.

The noisy wind in his ears was like thousands of people laughing and cursing, pulling his nerves fiercely.

But in the second half, a vague figure suddenly appeared beside him, following him step by step, walking through the melting ice and snow together, the two stood on the top of the mountain in warm spring.

The petals fell quietly on his shoulders one after another, and the little spots of bright red seemed to carry warmth, making him feel as if he was wrapped in warmth.

The spirit that had been anxiously running around finally calmed down.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, he slowly woke up.

A dream full of thrills and ups and downs, and ending with hazy tenderness.Realizing that it was a dream, he felt a little regretful.

He lay on his stomach drowsily, his mind slowly returning to reality, and the depression that was temporarily forgotten in his heart came again.

The night sky outside the glass window was clear. At this time, Qin Xijue should be at the bar.He continued to think that Qin Xijue would be angry with his recent negative state and today's rejection.

This person has always been self-disciplined and resolutely moved forward despite adversity. He must be very disappointed in himself who is always lazy.

Just the word "disappointment" made him worry enough.

Ruan Jing continued to lie on his stomach without moving, staring blankly at the window, thinking that he would have known that he would not hide from people, and it was too uncomfortable to have this person in his mind before going to bed and after going to bed.

He stared at the closed window sill in a daze for a few minutes, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

When I fell asleep, I obviously didn't close the window.

Ruan Jing was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized that the surroundings were surrounded by silent darkness, and suddenly thought of those unfounded rumors about Mingde Building.

He hadn't stayed in Mingde Building until this time, so he couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive at this moment.

As if responding to his thoughts, there was a slight movement behind him.

He paused for a few seconds before slowly turning his head back. With this movement, he suddenly found that there was a piece of clothing covering his shoulders. He touched it and saw that his heart suddenly hung in the air. Out of mind.

This is the coat Qin Xijue is wearing today.

As he turned around, Ruan Jing also saw outside the small cubicle, a person was sitting with his back facing him, sitting in front of a low and shabby table, lowering his head and concentrating on writing something.

The light of the mobile phone flashlight spread out in front of this person, as if afraid that the light would disturb the sleeping person, leaving a peaceful darkness in the cubicle.

That was Qin Xijue.

He was annotating this exam paper for himself, and the neat red notes almost covered the exam paper.

Qin Xijue didn't notice that he had woken up, and was still writing softly, with the rustling white noise appearing and disappearing from his pen, and his back was coated with a bright moonlight color by the light of the mobile phone.

Ruan Jing pinched the clothes with his own warmth, his eyes suddenly became sour, and he quietly looked at Qin Xijue's side face.

The writer seemed to be paying attention to the movement in the small cubicle, and only then heard a slight sound behind him, and immediately turned around to take a look.

The person who woke up was staring blankly, he got up and walked over.

Qin Xijue leaned over and touched Ruan Jing's forehead, his brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes staring at him were misty, it was a symptom of pathology, presumably people would not feel well at this time.He couldn't help but lower his voice.

"Why don't you go home and come here to sleep? Fortunately, you don't have a fever."

Ruan Jing looked at the person in front of him without blinking.

His head was in a daze after waking up, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of water when he shook it. He even wondered if he hadn't woken up from his dream yet.

Otherwise, how could Qin Xijue come here.

Qin Xijue looked at the person for a moment, then sighed softly, thinking that he must be sick and stupid.

On the way back to the classroom, he thought that he still had to persuade Ruan Jing to go back to rest, but when he came back, he had disappeared.

Today, he saw that Ruan Jing's illness seemed to be getting worse, and he was not at ease. He went to the studio to look for him, but was told that he was in Mingde Building.

Qin Xijue found someone, and the sick person actually fell asleep in this kind of place.

He stretched out his hand to wake Ruan Jing up, and suddenly thought that Ruan Jing's dark circles under his eyes these days should be due to his illness and he didn't sleep well.

Now that he finally fell asleep, and the place wasn't too cold, he hesitated for a moment, then withdrew his hand, took off his coat and covered him, and closed the window tightly.

He asked for leave from the bar and stood by.

Ruan Jing kept silent, just staring at Qin Xijue, the water in his eyes was a little bright, but his eyelids were slightly red due to illness, and he was abnormally quiet.

Qin Xijue was aware that the person in front of him had nothing else on his mind other than a cold recently, and he was so depressed that he was autistic and sensitive.

People tend to be emotionally unstable when they are sick, so he spoke in a soft voice.

"What's the matter recently? Is there something wrong with painting? And this exam... Don't worry too much about it. You're sick and you're just not performing well."

Ruan Jing stared at him blankly, thinking that he was really a fool for always avoiding this person.

No one else was as patient as Qin Xijue for him.

No one else, even in the face of his negativity, will come to him.

He suddenly wanted to get up and hug this person, and he knew very well that this thought was not out of gratitude, nor was it a friendly hug.

Without a response, Qin Xijue was a little puzzled, as if suspecting that he was sick and stupid, and asked again: "Have you taken your medicine?"

Ruan Jing nodded reflexively.

Seeing that the person finally moved, Qin Xijue asked again: "Have you eaten?"

Ruan Jing didn't answer.

Qin Xijue raised his eyebrows.Take medicine on an empty stomach, very good.

"Let's go, I'll take you out for something to eat," Qin Xijue straightened up. It's almost nine o'clock now, and if it was later, the temperature in Mingde Building would be even lower. He turned around and wanted to check the time on his phone, "Now... ..."

The words stopped suddenly, as if being silenced, Qin Xijue turned his head stiffly——

It was Ruan Jing who suddenly grabbed his wrist with considerable strength.

Qin Xijue couldn't help but look down at him.

The person holding him tightly had a look of panic in his eyes, as well as a little sickly confusion.

As if he didn't understand why he left suddenly, he took a step away from his side, and was immediately alarmed.

In fact, Ruan Jing did it almost subconsciously.

When Qin Xijue turned his head and looked at him patiently, he didn't know what to say anymore.

He lowered his head and stared at Qin Xijue's hand that was tightly held by him. Under his fingertips, Qin Xijue's warm skin was really close to him. Many unresolved doubts in his heart slowly dissipated like mist.

When did you have this idea?

Recently, maybe earlier.

During the basketball game last semester, when he saw Qin Xijue standing alone with other girls, he must have begun to feel the depression that followed.

It's just that he has been dull for a long time.

It wasn't until now that he realized that he just didn't like Qin Xijue being approached by someone who had the same thoughts as him. This person was his most cherished thing, and of course he wasn't happy to be coveted by others.

Qin Xijue also looked at Ruan Jing silently, did not urge him to speak, and even bent slightly to cooperate so that he would not be unsteady due to the pulling movement.

Qin Xijue's eyes are always calm and indifferent, at this moment, the worry and concentration caused by himself are like ripples, Ruan Jing stares in a daze——

These eyes are so beautiful, I wish I could only reflect myself in the future.

This impulsive action became the help of Ruan Jing's inexplicable thoughts, pushing him forward relentlessly, allowing him to finally see his heart clearly.

After a while, he suddenly realized that if he pulled people like this again, it would be difficult to explain when Qin Xijue asked.

His spirit finally returned to its place slowly, Sansan let go of his hand, and said hoarsely: "...Let's go."

After a few seconds, Qin Xijue nodded and began to pack his things.

The two groped in the dark and walked on the corridor of Mingde Building.

Qin Xijue looked at the person in front of him, his eyes were a little darker than the night.

At that time, Ruan Jing grabbed him suddenly, and for a moment, he saw a look in Ruan Jing's eyes that had never appeared before. He suddenly thought that Ruan Jing might have discovered something, and he couldn't help but choke his breath.

There is still some hesitation at the moment.

Out of the school gate.

Ruan Jing was always taken by Qin Xijue, followed him like a puppet to the restaurant in front of the school, and ate a light porridge.

He watched Qin Xijue take a taxi again, ready to take him home, during which time his head was always dizzy, and every step he stepped on was in the cotton.

Ruan Jing sat on the slightly bumpy car, tilted his head against the back of the seat, watched the colorful night flashing by outside the window, then changed the focus, and silently looked at Qin Xijue's side from the car window.

He thought to himself, this is the person he likes.

Thinking of it this way, my heart is sweet and astringent.

Sickness has disabled emotional perception for a long time, and it finally restarts slowly tonight.

He savored it unskillfully and preciously, secretly enjoying a little joy.

Even though there are thorns and thorns ahead, with this love in his heart, he also has the courage to go through the bumps along the road to the person he likes.

When I got home, it was almost eleven o'clock.

At this time in the past, the family members had already fallen asleep.

Ruan Jing opened the door softly, but the light in the living room was still on.

Lin Rong was still waiting on the sofa, when she saw him come back, she hurriedly stood up.

The two looked at each other silently for a long time, Lin Rong coughed and ended the cold war that lasted for several days: "I boiled milk and eggs for you, after eating, go to take medicine."

Ruan Jing also laughed.

In the bathroom, Lin Rong was soaking her feet, and Ruan Jing was washing up.

He glanced at the person in the mirror, and suddenly said, "Mom, how did you and uncle decide to be together?"

Lin Rong was taken aback. Ruan Jing never wanted to ask about the matter between him and Zhao Bin, but who knew that he would bring it up now.

Maybe it's because there isn't much atmosphere for such a relaxed conversation between mother and child. Lin Rong thought about it, as if she didn't know where to start: "I have known him since we were young, and he is younger than me... Before I divorced, I didn't know where to start." I know he likes me. Hey, I planned to live with you only in the future, but..."

Ruan Jing answered inexplicably: "But no matter when you were down or the worst time, he didn't leave you?"

Lin Rong was amused by her son's words. After thinking about it, it was indeed true, so she replied: "At this time, I think, if I have him in the future, I can believe in some things."

Ruan Jing nodded silently.

After a while, I thought——

If there is him on the road ahead, then I can believe in anything.

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