born to you

He Jing slept in the dormitory for an unknown amount of time, because the curtains were always drawn, he opened his eyes in a half-dream and tried to wake up several times, but it was too suitable for sleeping, so he fell asleep again.

Until around twelve o'clock at noon, Luo Mingshan couldn't stand it any longer. When he returned to the dormitory, he kicked open the door, put the food on the table, and began to throw He Jing's quilt up.

He Jing was sleeping comfortably, but his sudden surprise almost caused the cured myocardial infarction to recur again.

"What are you doing so fiercely?" He Jing couldn't stand the sudden light when he opened the curtains, and covered his eyes.

Luo Mingshan dragged him off the bed and pushed him into the bathroom: "Hurry up, wash your face and get up to eat! We can leave school early this afternoon, and we can leave after two classes. Is Li Qi coming to pick you up?"

"He doesn't know where he's enjoying himself."

He Jing wiped his face. The school uses urban groundwater, and it is bitingly cold in early autumn. Splashing it on the face can really make people sober up.

He dried his face, put on his glasses, sat crookedly on the chair, pinched the corners of his eyes, and felt a little headache from sleep.

Luo Mingshan looked at the words engraved in his eyes and legs, but couldn't understand how many degrees it was: "What did you say when you went to check last time?"

"Pseudo-myopia made me pay attention to my eyes and wanted to get me an auxiliary mirror, but I didn't want it, so I asked him to get myopia directly." He Jing said.

Luo Mingshan was puzzled: "What's wrong with you?"

He Jing said: "The auxiliary frame is too ugly. I don't want to wear it. Only the frame of myopia mirror is the same as my old plain mirror. Anyway, the prescription is not high, so I just need to pay attention to it in the future."

Luo Mingshan curled his lips: "Look at your stinking beauty. Hurry up and eat! By the way, how will you celebrate your birthday tomorrow? You are eighteen and don't be bored at home anymore."

He Jing paused: "Then you just look for random people, places, and scenes. I'll leave early at night, and I'll leave the card for you to pay for me."

Luo Mingshan asked, "Why did you leave early?"

He Jing ignored him, ate obediently, then changed into his clothes and put on his glasses, and returned to the classroom swaggeringly, ready to meet the end of school after two classes in the afternoon.

Zhang Juan's gastroenteritis came suddenly.

After returning from the bar, they simply said good night and went back to their respective houses. They made an appointment to get up at six o'clock the next morning and catch the earliest flight home.

However, when Li Qi packed up his things in the morning and knocked on the door of Zhang Juan's house, no one came to open it. In desperation, he had to ask an anxious aunt who spoke English at the front desk for a spare key card. His stomach was curled up on the bed, his face was pale, and cold sweat was still oozing from his forehead.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Qi panicked, took out his mobile phone and prepared to call the nearest hospital for an ambulance.

Zhang Juan's voice was trembling in pain: "Maybe last night... drank too much... gastroenteritis..."

Li Qi quickly pressed "15". Fortunately, the operator could understand English, so there was no difficulty in communication, and an ambulance was quickly arranged.

Li Qi helped Zhang Juan up from the bed, put one of his arms on his shoulder, and just a few steps after supporting him, Zhang Juan fell heavily to the ground.

Li Qi quickly caught the man, gritted his teeth and hugged him up again, and rushed out to wait for the ambulance on the road.

Zhang Juan squeezed out an unattractive smile on his sweaty face: "You don't have to worry about me... I can do it by myself. Go to the airport quickly, otherwise He Jing..."

Li Qi roared: "What are you talking about? Can I leave you here alone?"

Zhang Juan smiled wryly: "He will be unhappy..."

"He won't." Li Qi said, "He's not that ignorant."

After a good math quiz, He Jing sneezed.

Luo Mingshan handed him a note: "Is it time for you to see rhinitis?"

He Jing: "..."

In the third year of high school, Lao Liu suddenly became the class teacher of the third class. The students in the class complained a lot about it. He Jing said that he didn't care about it. A little bit closer, especially after his math hit.

After the in-class test, Old Liu Yu said earnestly, "Actually, I don't really agree with the nine-day holiday school that only gives three days of rest..."

The students below sighed, and lamented Lao Liu's kindness to them, only to hear Lao Liu continue: "It should only be released for one day! I can go home and save a kiss. What are you doing with the time you play?"

The class wailed.

He Jing: "..."

Lao Liu said: "Life is only youth once, and the college entrance examination takes the most important part. Can you be worthy of yourself if you don't treat it well?"

This was the first time that Lao Liu talked about these topics with them since he was in the third year of high school, so everyone in the class quietly stopped their brushes and listened unconsciously.

All the classrooms of No. [-] High School adopt the best daylighting side of the teaching building. Therefore, the sun at four o'clock in the afternoon in early autumn shines in through the windows, and the warm golden color sprinkles on every vigorous face, and the one on the podium. Virtuous people look forward to the students to become pillars of the people.

He Jing leaned on her face and lazily listened to the inspiring words of Old Liu.

At this moment, old Liu's usually serious face showed a hint of excitement. He raised his voice and said, "I only said this once before the college entrance examination. I don't want to add so much pressure to you."

"I can't say that the college entrance examination is the only choice for your youth, but at least for now, your youth has chosen to fight for it." Old Liu glanced over the thick textbooks and teaching aids piled up on every table in the classroom, one by one The mountains seem to overwhelm the years that should have been reckless, "I can't say that the college entrance examination is the only way out for you in the future, but if you want to be worthy of yourself and the years you have spent now, then please take him seriously, and take yourself seriously."

"What you are facing is not only a competition of skills, but also the sunshine of all the hard work in the past 12 years."

At this time, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, no one in the class packed their schoolbags, and they were all quietly listening to what Lao Liu was going to say next.

Old Liu smiled: "Let's get out of school, these three days are fun, and when school starts again, more serious situations are waiting for you."

After saying this sentence, Lao Liu rolled up the lesson plan and walked out of the house. Only then did the students in the class pack up their things and scattered like birds and beasts.

Outside the ward is the tree branch that has turned yellow, branching and branching towards the sun, and even in autumn, which symbolizes the withering of vitality, it continues to grow and take root.

Fragments of sunlight entered the ward through the leaves. In the warm yellow light, Zhang Juan's sick face looked pitiful.

His right hand was still pierced with an infusion needle, and he was lying on the hospital bed and had fallen asleep peacefully. Li Qi was talking softly with his attending doctor outside the ward, and Li Qi frowned.

The doctor probably saw his anxiety, and comforted him softly in English: "It's okay, acute gastroenteritis, it will be better in a day or two."

Li Qi forced a smile and said to the doctor, "Please take care of me."

The blond doctor smiled handsomely, and looked at the Asian boy in front of him with a smile in his handsome blue eyes: "You're welcome. I think your relationship... is not normal?"

Li Qi said: "It's nothing, I already have a lover."

The doctor laughed: "I'm sorry, I was the one to be abrupt. Go back and take care of your friend. Remember to come to the nurse's station to change the medicine after the medicine is finished. The head nurse's English is not bad."

Li Qi smiled: "Thank you, I will learn French well in the future."

Li Qi returned to the ward and looked at the calendar reminder on his phone with some hesitation.

The calendar accurately shows that tomorrow is He Jing's birthday, and now I'm afraid I won't be able to make it back.

Zhang Juan's illness is at least one or two days, and it is still a question of whether he can catch up with the start of school when he returns to Linliang. He Jing's birthday this year will definitely not be with him.

At the parting intersection, Luo Mingshan asked: "Brother Jing, do you really don't want me to spend the last night of your 17-year-old with you? I think for a gay guy like you, having a man's company is good for you." The best farewell to my teenage years."

He Jing looked disgusted: "If I want to be with you, I don't want you. I'm not a person who doesn't care about meat and vegetables."

He Jing resolutely left with her schoolbag on her back without looking back, leaving Luo Mingshan with a carefree back.

When He Jing returned home, there was no one there. Wang Jun Hailan Liangqing took Wang Yao out to play. He was the only one in the house. He dumped his schoolbag and threw himself on the bed. Stare at the ceiling.

He has forgotten when he fell asleep, but in his dream he returned to the day of his 11th birthday, the first year he just came to Linliang.

As early as a week before his birthday, Lan Liangqing had asked him if he had any birthday wishes, and if he wanted any birthday presents. He shook his head lightly and remained silent.

The little He Jing already knew not to expect too much, whether it is family affection or other things, he should not be greedy.

From his point of view, this is the Wang family, and surrounded by stars and moons is Wang Yao. He has always lived temporarily as an outsider, and dare not make excessive requests.

Besides... I have never had the habit of celebrating birthdays since I was a child. When I was in Shuizhou, only Grandpa Xu would buy him a cake and touch his head and say, "Qingchen is one year older!".He Jinmin was careless about these days, and never said happy birthday to Dalian since he was a child.

Why change something you are used to?

Ke Lanliangqing firmly disagreed with He Jing's rhetoric and insisted on making a wish.

"Then...can you accompany me to the amusement park?" Little He Jing quietly raised her head, her eyes were filled with joy and pleading.

Lan Liangqing touched the back of his furry head: "What's wrong? I will accompany you there!"

But she broke her word.

Lan Liangqing's mathematics group happened to have a study exchange meeting on He Jing's birthday, and she couldn't make it back until He Jing's birthday.

Lan Liangqing was full of apologies on the phone: "I'm sorry Xiaojing, mom may not be able to go back today... May I let your Uncle Wang accompany you?"

Wang Junhai nodded quickly and said, "Xiaojing, I'll take you there. It just so happens that Uncle is fine today, so let's go eat delicious food tonight!"

He Jing lowered his eyelids and said to the phone: "No need, you can be busy."

After speaking, he smiled at Wang Junhai: "Uncle, I heard your conference call in the study in the morning. You obviously have to discuss the property rights of the new development site with other uncles today. It's important."

The more sensible He Jing was, the more sorry Wang Junhai felt: "I'm sorry, Xiao Jing, your mother must also want to come back to accompany you. Let's make it up to you together later, shall we?"

"It's okay, Uncle," He Jing said, "It doesn't matter whether you go or not. Didn't you already give me something?"

It was a new set of writing brushes. Wang Junhai had been thinking about it since he saw He Jing's brush writing by chance, and finally took this opportunity to give it away.

He Jing went back to his small room and stared at Yunjuan and Yunshu outside the window for a whole day. Even he himself didn't know what to see. Anyway, when he came to his senses, it was already late at night.Stars and a crooked moon hung on the dark sky, and in the dark room was him who had been silent for a long time.

Just like now.

It was already late at night when He Jing opened his eyes again. He searched the Internet for the flight schedule from Paris to nearby places, and made countless calculations in his heart.

He didn't dare to say how emotional he was when he heard Zhang Ju'an's voice on the other end of the phone, but his first reaction was to get up in the dark room, alone, and let his emotions flow freely.

In this vast and dark night, there is only a quiet room under the crescent moon, and there is no light other than that. No one dispels the haze in his heart, and no one lights up the light of his way forward.

For a moment he was terrified.

When facing Li Qi, he seemed to be the ignorant boy who still had nostalgia for everything in the world a few years ago, just like he was greedy for the mother's love brought by Lan Liangqing back then, and now he still portrays the treasure in Li Qi's eyes .

After facing Zhang Ju'an's provocation last time, he got angry unconsciously, so much so that he ran away from the door.

At that time, the thought of breaking up with Li Qi really crossed his mind, and he did.

But when Li Qi couldn't help but dragged him to the Seven Sages Forest, and said softly in the deserted wind, "I only care about you, not his sympathy." Full of sincerity to Lan Liangqing, "Tell mom, mom will fulfill your wish."

The same is full of fantasy and beauty.

Both are betting on the trust of the whole heart.

Forget it.

the last time.

He Jing covered her eyes and thought.

If Li Qi came back tomorrow, it would be as if nothing had happened.

This is his last humility.

As soon as Wang Yao got home and put down her luggage, she shouted loudly: "Brother! Happy birthday!"

He Jing just woke up and was reciting vocabulary words. He was almost not frightened by Wang Yao's yelling. He turned around and asked, "Why are you back? Where are your parents?"

Wang Yao pouted and opened the suitcase, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's rare that I came back early in the morning to celebrate your birthday. You don't welcome me? My parents are still playing, and I came back after being abused by them. "

Immediately afterwards, she seemed to have discovered something again, and asked doubtfully, "Why didn't you go out to have a room with Li Qi?"

He Jing almost choked after taking a sip of milk, coughed several times before calming down, her fair face was covered with a thin layer of red: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm not talking nonsense," Wang Yao spread her hands indifferently, "Why are you so thin-skinned? Isn't lustful sex natural?"

"Even if it is, it's not just talking about it all day long! And Li Qi is not here." He Jing said sternly, "Go and recite the Tao Te Ching! You are not allowed to go out to play until you finish memorizing it!"

"Chapter 81! If you really finish memorizing it, the day will be over!" Wang Yao opened her eyes wide, "If I recite a few sentences casually, you will punish me. Don't we still have to go out to play?"

He Jing was curious: "How do you know? What Luo Mingshan said?"

"That's not true. Brother Ming has already posted several Moments. By the way, your little fanboy from junior high school will also go today." Wang Yao blinked mischievously.

He Jing trembled, a little wanting to blacken her freshly washed face.

Wang Yao rolled his eyes at him: "Where is your future? Ren Ziyan didn't like you a long time ago, saying that you are lonely and stinky, and you are not as cute as Bai Li."

"Bai Li really has a good personality." He Jing recalled a little bit, "She's also quite cute. But she's a straight person, who is she who likes your class wholeheartedly?"

"Su Canyan, that little girl who dances jazz." Wang Yao rolled her eyes, "Green tea whore, I really don't know why Xiao Baili has taken a fancy to her, she might as well like me."

He Jing scolded: "Don't speak ill of people behind their backs!"

Wang Yao said perfunctorily: "All right, all right, I won't say anything, you pack up quickly, I bought you a few sets of clothes when I was shopping in the mall over there, do you want to try?"

He Jing: "..."

He Jing never forgets that he once promised Li Qi that he would not go out casually in the future, but Wang Yao placed high hopes on him. His beliefs lie in "doing what you promise to others" and "how can my sister be so cute that she will be so cute?" Disappointment" swinging back and forth, and finally chose a compromise.

He Jing said coldly: "I don't want to use this perfume, the smell is too strong."

Wang Yao had no choice but to silently take back a fragrance that was said to be the last manly fragrance in the industry's evaluation. Looking at her brother's appearance as a gangster, he always felt that there was a fly in the ointment.

He Jing was dressed in black from head to toe, only the loose T-shirt was white, and Wang Yao even exaggeratedly hung a large iron chain with a skull in the same style as Li Zuo's concert around his neck.

He Jing doesn't know exactly what kind of chain, but judging from the weight, it is either iron or steel.

Wang Yao has a high ponytail, gorgeous makeup, and a black bf Hong Kong style. Standing next to He Jing, the two of them look like they are going to kill someone instead of celebrating a birthday.

He Jing put on the sunglasses, her unsmiling face stretched into a line, and she felt that the coat was a little thick...

Luo Mingshan was already waiting for them at the destination. He contacted a garden last night. It was originally a bamboo garden for drinking tea and wine, but it was bought and turned into a quiet bar. The interior decoration was completely changed. I found a resident singer to play and sing fresh and elegant folk songs all day long.Except for the bamboo forest outside, there is nothing similar to before.

When He Jing arrived, he was startled by the huge crowd. Dozens of people were there to welcome him, including classmates from his class and some friends he had made with Luo Mingshan in the past.

The resident band and singers came alive and played an electrified version of the birthday song, which ignited all the atmosphere.

This is He Jing's first public birthday, and everyone tried their best to bring him joy.

There was a lot of toasting and laughter.

But there was no one he was thinking about.

The author has something to say:

I always forgot to mention that brother Jing has always been a favorite of the group.

This volume is really really really really coming to an end.

About two or three chapters...

(not fast...)