Aristocrat Boys School

"Jane Chi, the New Year's Eve party is coming soon."

Before the group homework was finished, Zhang Yang became lazy lying on the table, sharing gossip full of gossip, "Are you going to participate? The dance is so lively that day, you will definitely like it."

Jian Chi didn't stop typing on the keyboard, and asked without raising her head: "New Year's Eve party?"

"Sanston has a joint New Year's Eve dance with McCurry Girls' School every year. It's a good time to meet new friends."

Zhang Yang winked and smiled, apparently this 'new friend' meant more than just friends, "Someone posted a comment on HS a month ago, and they probably wanted to meet a marriage partner who was right for them, this group of guys Staying in the monk temple for too long, everyone is holding back their big moves."

"Is it too early to choose a marriage partner?"

"It's not too early, my dad asked me this question before, but our family is not a well-behaved family, he has no requirements for my choice," Zhang Yang leaned over and sighed quietly, "But staying here What options are there here? I've forgotten what it's like to talk to girls when I'm in front of a bunch of guys every day."

Jian Chi smiled, "There are not many days left until the New Year's Eve, and you will soon be able to regain the feeling of talking to girls."

"I hope so. I also met a few girls at the prom in the past two years, but there was no follow-up after chatting. Jane Chi, I don't seem to have heard you mention your relationship history," Zhang Yang smiled meanly Deep and long, he bumped Jian Chi's arm lightly, "Have you ever liked any girls?"

The typing hands stopped slowly, and Jian Chi didn't think about the life in Yuncheng for a long time, as if everything happened yesterday.

The word 'like' doesn't have a particularly deep meaning to him, let alone a specific person, but when he was in the first year of high school, he had a vague crush on a girl in his class, and he wore long hair With a long ponytail, she is delicate and quiet, and she talks softly and softly to everyone, even to Jian Chi who is alone.But later, Jian Chi discovered that he didn't have the so-called impulse and admiration for that girl. This kind of feeling was just a yearning for beautiful things and people. Until now, it was still difficult for him to distinguish the boundary between goodwill and liking.

This was never a necessity for Jian Chi, and there was nothing difficult to say, but when Zhang Yang asked, he thought of it naturally and shook his head, "No. I'll share the document with you, and it's finished."

"Really? You won't... eh? Have you finished writing?" Zhang Yang rubbed his head embarrassingly, "Why do you feel like I haven't done anything? It would be great if Wen Chuan came, I don't care about anything. I don’t understand, so I can’t help you.”

Wen Chuan took a day off, and Jian Chi sent him a message in the morning, asking if he needed to send his notes, but he still hasn't received a reply.This is obviously not in line with the norm. Jian Chi was wondering whether to make a phone call during the lunch break. If something happened to Wen Chuan alone in the dormitory, it would be difficult for anyone to find out.

Before the call was made, Wen Chuan replied after class: Thank you for your notes.

Jian Chi stopped and asked: Is your body okay?

W: It's all right.

W: I didn't sleep well last night.

Looking at this line of words, Jian Chi didn't continue to ask, and glanced at the time on the screen: Then you have a good rest in the afternoon, have you eaten lunch yet?

W: No appetite.

If Jian Chi couldn't detect Wen Chuan's strangeness when he saw this, he would be too slow. Obviously, his asking for leave was not just because he didn't have a good rest.

Searching through the memories related to the plot in her mind, Jian Chi remembered that the grandmother who had brought Wen Chuan with a stroke of her hand was seriously ill, but fortunately, the treatment was timely, and finally it was a false alarm.

The last time he had a low-grade fever, Wen Chuan came here to take care of him, and cleaned the whole house by the way. Although this was a bit exaggerated, it would be a lie to say that he was not moved.Jian Chi thought for a while, and asked: Will Zhang Yang and I bring some lunch later?

After a long time, Wen Chuan seemed to have seen the news: Yes.

He used to like to post 'um', but Jian Chi felt that today's 'um' looked particularly depressing.

After Zhang Yang heard about it, he readily agreed to visit Wenchuan together. On the way, he did not forget to say: "This is the first time I went to the BC dormitory, and I don't know what it is like inside. I heard that there are four floors in total, and every BC can Freely allocate a whole floor, can you get up in the middle of the night and sleep in every room?"

The single-family apartment building close at hand reminded Jian Chi of the not-so-good memories of that day, and she couldn't laugh when she heard Zhang Yang's teasing.The brooch was taken back in the end, and he thought about it all night without coming up with a better solution. If he pretended to pick it up on the road and return it to the student union, with Shao Hang's character, he might not let it go so easily. over him.

The only good thing is that this brooch does not need to be worn compulsively. Even if Shao Hang gave it to him, he still has the right to throw the brooch into the drawer for ashes. Perhaps the mood could be a little better when the aviation-like items appeared in his private neighborhood.

The doorbell rang after the third ring, and Wen Chuan opened the door and stood behind it, his long hair casually scattered behind him and a few strands hanging on his shoulders, looking a little messy.The curtains behind him were closed tightly, and the dim light made his face hidden in the darkness, casting half a shadow on the cold eyebrows and nose bridge. It seemed that he hadn't drank water since he woke up in the morning. His lips were dry and white, and his eyes were dark. Also covered with a touch of blood.He turned sideways to let Jian Chi and Zhang Yang walk in, bent down and took out two new pairs of slippers.

Zhang Yang was still talking about taking a good look at the dormitory in BC. Seeing Wen Chuan, who was weak and depressed, he was embarrassed to look around, so he went to open the curtains to let the sun shine in.Jian Chi put the packed meals on the table, and looked back at Wen Chuan who was still standing there, "I don't buy much, so you can just eat something to fill your stomach."

This sentence made Wen Chuan move, and he sat on the chair and whispered 'thank you', eating in small bites, looking not very interested.Zhang Yang sat on the side to act as the atmosphere group, and told Wen Chuan the results of the last chemistry exam with full of admiration.Hearing that Wen Chuan passed the No.10 test, Wen Chuan did not show any mood swings. Jian Chi observed his expression and felt that Wen Chuan seemed to be in a daze quietly. Fragile beauty.

The lunch break was about to end, and Zhang Yang had to leave for the next class.Although Jian Chi didn't have a class, he hesitated to leave along the way, but Wen Chuan pinched the hem of his clothes lightly and saw him pursing his dry lips, "Can you sit with me for a while?"

Jane Chi has no reason to refuse.

The room kept the original furnishings, and it was unreasonably clean.After Wen Chuan cleaned up the table, he turned on the TV and played the daily noon news. Jian Chi sat next to him without making a sound. He somehow felt that Wen Chuan was like a hedgehog who had taken off the thorns on his back and curled up in his own The safe corner is very pitiful, and no one is allowed to see this pitiful.

"Want to chat?"

I thought that Wen Chuan might be silent or would continue to be lost in thought, but he turned down the volume of the TV, and his calm voice was a little deeper than usual, overshadowing the news broadcast, "My grandma is hospitalized."

Jane sooner or later knew it would be this answer, but he couldn't say it out, and asked with concern: "Is it serious? I remember that if something happens at home, the school will approve the dismissal."

"It's useless," Wen Chuan seemed to be trying to hold back something, the arm holding the remote control shook indistinctly, and after calming down, he was in a throbbing pain, "She fell down and was admitted to the hospital last night. The doctor said she was too old. Big, already has high blood pressure, the situation is not optimistic. I can't do anything now, except waiting for the results, there is nothing I can do to help."

"Did you not have a rest last night?"

"I can not sleep."

Wen Chuan put down the remote control, met Jian Chi's worried gaze, and seemed to want to show an expression of nothing, but couldn't.The snake-like eyes that were cold when they first saw him showed a faint fragility and struggle at this moment. He stretched out his hand, and then slowly lowered it, clutching the sofa cushion tightly, his knuckles turning pale.

"Jane Chi, I'm scared."

His voice trembled.

"It'll be fine," Jian Chi's voice paused, and he patted Wen Chuan's arm lightly, showing reassurance, "Grandma will be fine, I assure you."

"She is the only one who regards me as a relative." Wen Chuan lowered his eyes, with a deep astringency on his lips, "When I was 17, I ran away from my previous home penniless. Jiangcheng is a small place. , but it also divided a slum area. The first night I went there, I was taken in by my grandmother. She said that I was pitiful, and I was still so young. She introduced me to a job. Without her, I don’t know what I would have done. How do you live there? Her son died a few years ago, and she is the only one who supports the pancake stand and lives with her granddaughter. Sometimes there are gangsters who don’t pay for pancakes, and I will go to help them drive away those people."

Wen Chuan seemed to be talking about himself, but also seemed to be telling a story about someone else, Jian Chi listened quietly.

"I originally thought that such a simple and happy life could last for a long time. Fu Zhenhao's people came here. The bargaining chip he offered was to take care of my grandmother and Jingjing for me and provide the best medical conditions. What I have to do is to return to Fu's house, Let Fu Baiyu, his real son, feel a sense of crisis and stop indulging in eating, drinking and having fun. I am just a tool in their hands."

"You won't stay in the Fu family forever," Jian Chi said seriously, "When you leave Sanston and go to university, you can go far, far away, completely leave the Fu family behind, and take your real family with you. loved ones."

The last sentence made Wen Chuan's eyelashes tremble in the darkness. After his expression was moved, his voice was filled with cold determination: "I will not run away, and I will return everything they gave me. Tuition, Medical expenses, these things don't belong to me, and I don't want to take them away, the most important thing they gave me was opportunity, I thought that it would be impossible to come back to study in this lifetime."

Jian Chi couldn't tell exactly what was surging in her heart, she felt a little wet, pressed her chest and couldn't breathe, and after a long time, she finally asked, "You...why did you drop out of school?"

"I was adopted, and they had their own son, so I became the extra one," Wen Chuan said lightly, as if recalling that scene, looking at the empty point in silence for a long time, "There is Once I heard them arguing in the room, my uncle wanted to pay for me to finish high school and college, but my aunt disagreed, considering their son’s expenses for the next few decades, I proposed to leave voluntarily, and they didn’t stop me.”

This feeling was not clear at first, but with Wen Chuan's words, it gradually fell heavily on my heart.Jian Chi never thought that when a few paragraphs of text that were originally light and fluffy turned into a person's real life trajectory, this feeling would be so powerless and heavy.

In Wen Chuan's 20 years, he has never been firmly chosen by anyone, whether it is his adoptive parents or his biological parents.

"Grandma will be fine, you don't have to worry," Jian Chi has never spoken in such a firm tone, looking into Wen Chuan's eyes from a distance, "What you need to do now is go back to your room and have a good sleep, and wait until you wake up." After coming here, I will receive good news from the hospital, and I will accompany you here."

The staring at each other is especially long and silent in the dark, frame by frame mixed with breathing slowly passing by.Wen Chuan got up on the sofa, and his thin figure swayed. Jian Chi knew that he had reached the limit, and wanted to go over to support him, but Wen Chuan's arms wrapped around his body forcefully, forming a tight and inseparable hug.

"Thank you, Jane Chi."

Wen Chuan leaned on his shoulder, his trembling voice pierced through the eardrum forcefully.A few beats later, Jian Chi raised his hand and patted his back lightly.