Survival Paradox [Infinite]

"Is it a spy?" Wei Yuan analyzed seriously, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, "I'm a trash, I know...Brother, could some organization find out that you're a genius and want to get you?"

Wei Chi didn't bother to say more to this useless dim sum: "How do I know." By the way, he reached out and brushed off Ji Jingzhe's hand on his shoulder.

"Hmm." Ji Jingzhe clutched his wrist exaggeratedly, "You're hurting me later!"

Wei Chi looked up at him again, turned around and left without saying anything.

The coldness in the eyes and the firmness in the back made Ji Jingzhe tremble in shock.

"What the hell did you do?" Wei Yuan was still gloating, and patted Ji Jingzhe's shoulder, "I think you really got into a big deal this time. The last time my brother was so angry was... the last time."

Ji Jingzhe: "Are you sick?"

Wei Yuan: "You are the only one who is sick!"

He just wanted to say that the last time his brother was so angry was five years ago, when Ji Jingzhe just disappeared, but in the middle of talking, he felt that saying this would only fuel Ji Jingzhe's arrogance, so he changed the topic: "You Where are you going in a while?"

Ji Jingzhe: "Go after your brother, where else can I go?"

"It's boring." Wei Yuan turned to look for Yuan Qi, "Let's go eat some hot and sour noodles? I'm so confused by the western food there."

Yuan Qi nodded heartlessly: "Okay!"

After parting from Wei Yuan and Yuan Qi, Ji Jingzhe hurried to catch up with Wei Chi, he was tall and leggy and ran all the way, as if he was in a movie, with people watching him all the way.

Wei Chi was only walking fast, and he quickly caught up.

He followed Wei Chi into the subway station, turned sideways and got in through the door that was about to close.

Wei Chi stood in the corner of the carriage, facing a piece of pitch-black glass, without even looking at him.

This subway station is a bustling commercial center station. Although it is the off-peak period after 2:[-] noon, there are still many people.It took Ji Jingzhe [-] minutes to squeeze behind Wei Chi. He was holding on to the boom, his chest pressed against Wei Chi's back, and said in a coquettish voice, "Chichi, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Chi ignored him and walked a little further.

Ji Jingzhe posted it again: "Chichi..."

Wei Chi avoided it again.

Ji Jingzhe posted it again.

This happened several times, and the two of them were stacked on the glass window like pot stickers.

Wei Chi: "If you keep doing this, I'll call you a hooligan."

Ji Jingzhe almost pressed his ear and said, "What's wrong with you? You have to tell me so I can change it."

Wei Chi could clearly see from the reflection on the glass that the eyes of the surrounding passengers were all looking at them.

He sighed, and said, "Ji Jingzhe, don't talk to me like that."

The next line is: "We don't matter at all."

Ji Jingzhe was stunned, and raised his voice: "What doesn't matter? Why doesn't it matter? Who else can be related if we don't matter?"

When the subway arrives at the station, Wei Chi steps away and gets off.

Ji Jingzhe stayed where he was for a while, squeezed out just before closing the car door, strode for nearly 50 meters, and then grabbed Wei Chi's arm: "Don't go! Tell me clearly !"

Wei Chi pulled hard, the strength was not a joke at all, he broke away immediately: "Let me go!"

The subway order maintainer on the side wanted to come up when he saw this: "Sir, chasing and fighting in the subway is prohibited..."

Wei Chi turned and left.

Ji Jingzhe apologized to the maintainer, and then followed Wei Chi step by step: "Tell me... what did I do wrong?"

Wei Chi still ignored him and walked out.

This is a random stop, outside is the bar street along the river.At noon, the whole street was empty, Ji Jingzhe had a good time, and grabbed Wei Chi's two wrists and pressed him against the guardrail: "Wei Chi! What's the matter!"

Ji Jingzhe's strength is very strong, and Wei Chi can't break free when he is serious.

Wei Chi couldn't shake it off, so he raised his leg and kicked Ji Jingzhe: "Don't pull me!"

Ji Jingzhe had already realized the seriousness of the matter, endured the pain, didn't let it go, and smiled with the corners of his mouth: "What's the matter? Why do you say we're okay?"

Wei Chi snorted: "What's the matter? Neighbor relationship?"

Ji Jingzhe was taken aback.

Wei Chi raised his hand to cover his eyes, and after a pause, Ji Jingzhe could see his rolling Adam's apple.

"Ji Jingzhe, you have been away for five years, and there has been no news. Because of your aunt as the guardian, I can't even report the crime."

Wei Chi still didn't break away from Ji Jingzhe's hand, so in this posture, Ji Jingzhe's hand was in front of his face, and Ji Jingzhe could feel his trembling breathing.

"I used to think it was ridiculous... How many times does your aunt see you in a year? Is it three times? What about me? Have we ever been apart for more than three days?"

Wei Chi let go of his hands, his eyes were black and white, mixed with complex emotions, the most obvious being anger.

"But you disappeared, I am not qualified to ask. We have no relationship, no relationship at all, even if we are together 360 days a year, we are two people who have no relationship!"

Ji Jingzhe opened his mouth, but did not make a sound.

Wei Chi smiled suddenly: "Is that so? Ji Jingzhe."

Ji Jingzhe kept shaking her head: "Of course not..."

Wei Chi said again: "Okay, then I want you to tell me everything that happened in those five years."

Ji Jingzhe suddenly took a step back and let him go.

Wei Chi rubbed his pinched wrist, waited for a while, and asked again: "Is it convenient to say?"

Ji Jingzhe was silent for a while, and opened his mouth with great difficulty: "Wei Chi, I..."

"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it." Wei Chi changed the subject, "Then what's the reason for not contacting me? Can you talk about it?"

Ji Jingzhe closed her eyes: "I..."

Wei Chi waited for him for another few tens of seconds, then nodded to himself: "You are right not to say it. Ji Jingzhe, don't lie to me again. I would rather you not say it, but don't lie to me again."

Ji Jingzhe really didn't say anything.

Wei Chi felt the heavy coolness in his chest again, like a huge boulder lying in his chest.He endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back, and asked again: "Why do you always lie to me?"

After asking, he stared at Ji Jingzhe's face, but Ji Jingzhe didn't look at him, but lowered his head, looking past him, as if he was looking at the river.

After a long time, he heard Ji Jingzhe say: "I'm sorry, Wei Chi."

The big stone in his chest seemed to have broken suddenly, and the sharp debris pierced into his lungs. The pain made him dizzy for a moment, and he took a deep breath to relieve the pain.

Ji Jingzhe helped him up: "Wei Chi!"

Wei Chi blocked his hand: "Don't follow, let me calm down."

"Wei Chi..."

Wei Chi shook his head, and pushed Ji Jingzhe again: "I don't want to see you now."

When Wei Chi returned home, he fell on the bed and felt that his whole body had lost all strength.

It's past one o'clock, and the last meal was the breakfast before entering "Avalon". He should be quite hungry, but he feels like a bag of cold and hard stones in his stomach, uncomfortable, and a little nauseous, what? I don't want to eat either.

He fell asleep soundly.

He had another dream, this time the dream was long and logical.

He dreamed of the spring sun, the breeze, and the swaying tree shadows outside the window when he met Ji Jingzhe for the first time.

Ji Jingzhe followed his parents to their house to play, and timidly hid behind Ji's father, only showing one eye to peek - this is of course not the picture in his memory, three years old, what do you remember?Obviously it was his imagination later, so he was sure it was in a dream.He and the three-year-old Wei Chi are not one, but hover outside the screen like a bystander, seeing the whole scene.

Then the world changed, and he and Ji Jingzhe grew up together.

He also gradually changed from a bystander to a protagonist, and merged with the "Wei Chi" who was growing up.

Many things happened again, he followed the dream body slowly through, and had a new adult perspective on all the stupid things in his youth, but he couldn't control his dream body.

Until the age of 15, Ji Jingzhe stood outside the funeral home and cried.

One second Ji Jingzhe was still holding the urn of his parents in his arms, and the next second he hugged Ji Jingzhe in his arms. It doesn't matter where the urn went. There is no need to care about these details in dreams.

Ji Jingzhe cried softly in his arms, those tears overflowed into a sea in his heart.

Then, he kissed Ji Jingzhe.

Of course not at that time, but it was in a dream, he kissed Ji Jingzhe.

I really don't know when I fell in love with Shang Ji Jingzhe.Probably not as early as 15 years old, but when he was 25 years old and recalled it, he felt that three years old seemed to have a clue.

Ji Jingzhe in the dream was 15 years old, fair and beautiful, he had to lower his head to kiss Ji Jingzhe's mouth.Ji Jingzhe's mouth was so soft, it smelled like tears and rain in his imagination.

He kissed, and suddenly found himself looking up.

He opened his eyes and saw the circular chandelier on the ceiling, the orange light, and the corpses of moths deposited inside the translucent lampshade.

Ji Jingzhe was riding on him and kissing him, and he has grown into what he is today.

He felt a flurry of panic, realizing what day it was, not fully realizing it—something seemed to be forgotten in the dream—but he knew that today was different.

After Ji Jingzhe finished kissing, she stood up to look at him, the tip of their noses was very close.

He heard Ji Jingzhe say: "Brother, we are going to separate."

His heart beat like a drum, but he didn't speak.

Ji Jingzhe added: "We will be separated for five years."

He finally found his voice: "Where are you going?"

"Why are you leaving?"

"Why didn't you contact me?"

"Why are you lying to me?"

Ji Jingzhe just laughed without answering, her eyes were very sad.

He cried: "Why? I don't want to be separated from you..."

Ji Jingzhe still didn't answer, she lowered her head and kissed his forehead.

He held onto Ji Jingzhe's clothes tightly, and he still didn't remember the things he had forgotten, but subconsciously knew that Ji Jingzhe would definitely leave, and he was powerless to keep him, and when Ji Jingzhe came back, everything would be different.

In the dream, his tears flowed for a long time.

It was already night when I woke up again.

The bedside lamp emitted a dim and warm light. He slightly opened his eyes and saw a hazy figure in the light.The man took his hand and touched his forehead.

"Shh, shh, it's okay." The man's voice was low and soothing, "Chichi, it's okay, don't be afraid."

Hold.He thought to himself, who would allow this guy to enter my house on his own?

He wanted to get up and curse someone, and pulled his hand out of the man's palm.

At that moment, he felt the skin of the man's palm—cold, damp, and stiff.

He's had this feeling...

...Where is it?

He instantly got goosebumps all over his body.

He remembered—

...this is...the skin of a dead man.

He opened his eyes wide and finally saw the man's face clearly.

It was Ji Jingzhe's face, but the corners of the mouth were cracked to the base of the ears, and the eyes were so big that they slanted into the temples. The whole facial features seemed to be melted into the convex lens.

"It's too late, don't be afraid."

He struggled to wake up, sat up suddenly, covered in cold sweat.

Then he met a pair of eyes.

A figure stood erect at the foot of the bed, shoulders slumped, looking down at him.

It was already dark, and there were no lights in the house.