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After that day, Ruan Jing stayed in Qin Xijue's dormitory until noon, and went to the cafeteria together again.

He didn't bring his cell phone out, Zhao Bin called Qin Xijue's cell phone, Qin Xijue picked it up, the other side didn't say anything else, just let Ruan Jing answer.

Zhao Bin said that Lin Rong's mood stabilized temporarily, and he went to the hospital for an examination, and he asked for leave to accompany her.Zhao Jie was entrusted to a relative's house, and there was no one at home this week.

The implication is that if you want to go home, you can go back, and you can't stay outside all the time.

Holding the mobile phone, Ruan Jing lowered his gaze under Qin Xijue's gaze, and answered one by one calmly.

After thinking about it, he asked about Lin Rong's condition.When I mentioned my mother, I inevitably thought of the previous conflicts, and the bad scars in my heart ached again.

Zhao Bin was silent for a moment, presumably with a serious face, only saying that he was waiting for the final result.

Ruan Jing knew that the situation might not be optimistic, so he was silent for a few seconds before hesitating to say, "If it's convenient..."

Of course Zhao Bin knew what he was going to say, so he just sighed: "Don't come, I will take care of you here, so don't delay your studies."

Although the idea of ​​wanting to visit was true, this answer also revealed that Lin Rong's attitude towards him had no room for relaxation, and his heart sank heavily.

In this double bad news, Ruan Jing just felt powerless to say anything, the call ended quickly, and he thanked him before hanging up.

Ruan Jing handed the phone back to Qin Xijue, feeling a little hesitant.

Qin Xijue is so smart and astute, if he keeps silent about what happened from last night to this morning, the other party's mind will change, maybe he can guess exactly.

And this matter will not be hidden for long, after all, the two of them will always face it.

It's just Lin Rong's attitude... Even if it comes to his lips, no matter how euphemistically processed those hurtful words are, he still can't say them.

Ruan Jing met Qin Xijue's questioning gaze, so he could only tell about Lin Rong's illness and hospitalization first.

Qin Xijue was taken aback for a moment, convinced of the whole story.

He couldn't help but patted his head, and comforted him: "Don't think too much, just wait for the test results."

Ruan Jing had a backlog of pain that only he understood, he lowered his eyelids to hide the darkness and bitterness in his eyes, and when he raised his head to answer, his expression was normal.

after one day.

Ruan Jing returned to the school where he had been away for a long time, and came to the familiar seat, feeling a sense of distortion as if he had been separated from another world.

He didn't expect that when he returned to this place he missed so much, the carefree mood he had before was gone.

Lin Rong's illness, himself and Qin Xijue, and the college entrance examination was approaching...all the things were like mountains, and it was difficult for him to breathe.

Fortunately, after experiencing intensive training, he quickly adapted to the hardship and hardship of catching up with cultural courses.

With the help of Qin Xijue, he slowly returned to the right track.

He could sense that Qin Xijue beside him was working harder, so he naturally couldn't fall behind.

Especially after the old lady's departure and Lin Rong's incident, he suddenly understood that the current powerlessness was because they didn't have the capital to change other things.

So he half-forced and half-masochistically studied hard, and filled his mind with a sea of ​​questions.

If you have a future you want to go to, how can a little effort be enough.

As the weekend approached, Qin Xijue mentioned that he wanted to visit Lin Rong. Ruan Jing was taken aback and sighed inwardly, saying that Lin Rong's place was inconvenient.

His mother was in the hospital, and he couldn't pass it after being anxious for a week. If Qin Xijue passed, the scene would probably turn into a frenzied Shura field.

Fortunately, Zhao Bin will inform the situation from time to time, so he can feel a little relieved.

Qin Xijue had no choice but to give up, and changed his weekend travel plan to take Ruan Jing to a bar to relax.

Recently, Ruan Jing's desperate study was somewhat beyond his expectations, and he only regarded it as an enlightenment when the college entrance examination was approaching.

But once the other party got involved in something, he was prone to madness, and recently he was depressed because of his mother's illness, so he wanted to take the person who was in a trance from learning quickly to combine work and rest for a while.

On weekend nights, the two came to the bar.

The younger brother who got married did not resign as expected, he happily shouted "rare guest", invited the two of them to drink, chatted for a while about the joys and sorrows of newly married life, and then continued to work.

Ruan Jing took a sip of the wine that the little brother specially created for him. The wine in the beautiful crystal glass was colorful and dreamy.

He studied, then rubbed his neck and turned his head uncomfortably.

Qin Xijue saw it, and touched the place where he was pressing, and touched a piece of plaster.

Ruan Jing complained sadly: "I don't have a job yet, the illness comes first..."

Qin Xijue: "...No wonder I can smell medicine from you all the time today."

Ruan Jing rubbed his shoulder helplessly.

Qin Xijue stretched out his feet and lightly kicked the swivel chair where Ruan Jing was sitting, turned to the outside, made Ruan Jing turn his back to him, and kneaded his shoulders for him.

Ruan Jing gasped in comfort: "Okay... right here, baby, you are so kind..."

Qin Xijue couldn't help laughing: "Sitting for a long time hurts your body. You have been sitting for too long recently, and you don't get up to move around after class."

In fact, the high-intensity drawing during the training camp also had an incentive. Ruan Jing squinted his eyes and enjoyed it: "Every second is precious in the third year of high school."

Qin Xijue sincerely suggested: "You can try running in the morning."

Mentioning this word, what appeared in Ruan Jing's mind was not "exercise", but "early wake up", and he quickly turned his head into a spinning top, showing his utter reluctance.

Ruan Jing's sore shoulders and trapezius muscles gradually relaxed, and he thought of the question he had been thinking about recently.

The current atmosphere seems to be time to bring it up.

He grabbed Qin Xijue's hand, indicating that he could stop, then slowly turned back, looking into Qin Xijue's eyes.

Seeing his inexplicably serious gaze, Qin Xijue froze for a moment.

Ruan Jing played with Qin Xijue's hand, and said softly, "Xijue, my mother found out about us."

As soon as the words fell, he noticed that the hand in his hand trembled suddenly, and immediately grabbed his backhand.

The two stared at each other for a moment, but neither made a sound.

Qin Xijue became suspicious on the rainy night when Ruan Jing came to look for him, and later found that Lin Rong's number was blocked on his mobile phone, so he guessed a little bit.

He wasn't too shocked, just confirmed the matter, and his heart sank involuntarily.

Ruan Jing and Lin Rong grew up dependent on each other. Needless to say, Lin Rong is still sick...

It's too cruel to compare yourself and your family, which is more important in each other's heart.

But still put it alive in front of the person he loves.

It turned out that the other party was enduring these torments in the past few days.

Qin Xijue looked at him quietly: "...Then what are you going to do?"

As they go forward step by step, they always have to face these problems.

Now that Lin Rong is ill, no matter what he chooses, it will be a great pain for Ruan Jing, and he doesn't want to see Lin Rong get hurt because of their affairs.

But he couldn't bear a single cent of this man.

A touch of helplessness and pain flashed through Qin Xijue's eyes as he thought about it, Ruan Jing caught it keenly, and shook his head amusedly.

"Xijue, you are too unconfident in yourself...don't take it as a multiple-choice question."

Only then did Qin Xijue wake up.

Yes, when encountering this kind of problem, why go directly to the options to make a choice instead of solving this problem first?

Neither he nor Ruan Jing planned to separate, and there was no need to face such a choice.

Concern is messed up.

He held Ruan Jing's hand tightly, unwilling to let go, and said in a deep voice, "I see."

Talking about the things that weighed on my heart recently, it seemed that someone shared it together, and it was a lot easier for a while, Ruan Jing pretended to be relaxed: "In short, my mother may come to you later, and I will try to avoid it. .There are still many things... Hey, let's see what happens."

Qin Xijue nodded: "I have a bottom line in my heart."

Ruan Jing saw the familiar steady and calm look in those eyes, and couldn't help laughing.

Ruan Jing returned home, and Lin Rong returned from the hospital.

Asked about Zhao Bin's situation, Zhao Bin shook his head and said that he was not very optimistic, and he had to go to the hospital again in a few days.

His heart sank.

When Lin Rong came back, he walked around the house anxiously, fearing that there would be another conflict with her, but what he was worried about didn't happen—after that quarrel, Lin Rong stopped looking at him as if he didn't exist.

Ruan Jing was in a stalemate for a few days, and even made a special meal for Lin Rong.

Lin Rong didn't move at all, and didn't speak to him again.

He felt uncomfortable, and he couldn't force the other party to speak, so he could only carefully let the stiff atmosphere remain like this.

The home was filled with unbearable silence, and the oppressive atmosphere continued to spread.

On the weekend night, Ruan Jing didn't want to be in front of Lin Rong anymore, and was going to go out for a walk to let himself catch his breath.

As soon as he walked towards the entrance, Lin Rong suddenly said coldly: "Where are you going?"

Ruan Jing was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood that she thought she was going to find Qin Xijue, and she felt bad all of a sudden.

"...Go downstairs and look around."

Lin Rong persisted: "Who's downstairs?"

Ruan Jing was very helpless: "Does anyone have to?"

Lin Rong stared at him: "Have you broken up with him?"

Ruan Jing was thinking of countermeasures recently, and after discussing with Qin Xijue for a long time, he realized that there was no solution to this matter at all, and a direct solution would undoubtedly be inappropriate and head-on.

This kind of thing has to be passed slowly, don't start a conflict with Lin Rong to stimulate her, wait for her to recover from her illness, wait for them to pass the college entrance examination and go to university...

In other words, you have the right to choose and the confidence to talk about it again.

Everything has to be done slowly, there is no other way.

Hearing this, he fell silent, he didn't want to argue with Lin Rong at this time and make her condition worse.

But he didn't want to lie and say the unlucky word "break up", he didn't want to be separated from Qin Xijue from the bottom of his heart.

I had no choice but to remain silent.

Seeing that he kept his head down and didn't answer, Lin Rong became angry again, so she couldn't help stopping him from going out.

Ruan Jing didn't want to see anyone, nor did he want to quarrel with Lin Rong, so he turned around and wanted to go back to the house.

Unexpectedly, Lin Rong was agitated by the evasive attitude and grabbed his arm: "You want to avoid contacting him again! Do you know what you are doing! Do you know what will become of you... "

Zhao Bin hurriedly heard the sound and pulled Lin Rong away.

Ruan Jing was also disturbed by the latest incident. He restrained himself for a moment, then calmly turned around and asked: "Then, is the family relationship between us all overthrown because I like someone?"

Zhao Bin is here, you come here, I feel big inside: "Ruan Jing, don't say a few words."

Lin Rong had been in the hospital for a week, and she had lost a lot of weight. At this moment, she became agitated, with a bit of morbid fragility.There were tears in her red eyes: "I don't want to see my son look different in the eyes of others!"

Ruan Jing felt extremely uncomfortable. He took a breath and said in a low voice, "Everyone is completely different from birth, only flesh and blood are the same."

He finally couldn't hold on in the protracted torment, and the turbulent exhaustion swept over him, almost burying him.

He didn't want to talk anymore, turned around and went back to the room.

After closing the door, Lin Rong's crying came in intermittently.

Zhao Bin kept talking to her, and then slowly calmed down.

Lying on the bed, Ruan Jing listened to those movements masochistically, his breathing seemed to be tightly choked by a hand.

Until his door was knocked, Zhao Bin brought him in the food, went out again without saying anything.

Ruan Jing glanced at his phone in a room with no lights on, chatted with Qin Xijue for a few words before disappearing, the other party sensed something was wrong, and sent a few more messages to ask.

The frown that had been tightly furrowed relaxed a little, and he replied a few words pretending to be relaxed.

Lying on the bed, he couldn't help falling asleep.

When I woke up again, it started to rain again outside the window, and the field of vision was completely dark, only the vague and cold rustling sound was not blocked, and it fell to my heart drop by drop.

There was no voice from Lin Rong outside the door. He slowly got up in the dark, sat for a while, and then went to the table to slowly eat the bowl of cold food.

The night was too quiet.

Zhao Bin and Zhao Jie seemed to be arranging things in the utility room in the next room, making rustling noises.

During the intermittent chat, he heard Zhao Jie say: "Father, why is Mom so angry? Is my brother in love?"

Ruan Jing took a bite with his chopsticks.

After a long time, Zhao Bin replied in a low voice: "Mom may think that brother did something wrong."

Zhao Jie had [-] whys in his mind, and immediately asked: "Why is it wrong?"

Zhao Bin paused, and asked helplessly, "What does Xiaojie think is wrong?"

The child fell into a daze and lost his voice.

Zhao Bin was also silent for a while, as if he was in distress, and he didn't know how to talk about this with his son.

Just when Ruan Jing thought the chat was over, Zhao Bin spoke again, with a stiff and clumsy tone.

"... For example, it's very difficult for people to meet the right person when they first fall in love. For example, when they vowed to each other, they didn't have the idea of ​​parting ways..."

People make judgments according to the things they can foresee and the logic they can understand.

But are these really right or wrong?

Not only did Zhao Jie not understand it very much, but he also thought that this was a bad example, so he continued to cling to the theory of right and wrong: "Is that brother really wrong?"

Zhao Bin gave up explaining, and sighed: "From one's own point of view, judging other people's right and wrong will not be completely objective... People are very stubborn, after all, life is short."

Life is short, choose love to live.