born to you

It rained for two or three days in a row, and everyone's activities were forced to be indoors. Li Qi and Wang Yao went to the kitchen to study various dishes and desserts when they had nothing to do. Anyway, the two of them were only responsible for cooking, Luo Ming Shan is in charge of cleaning up.

In the end, Luo Mingshan didn't ask He Jing to help him write the papers. He was going abroad next year, and before that he had to take the IELTS and TOEFL exams. English homework was just a short story, and it wasn't too difficult.

He Jing raised her head from the sea of ​​books and questions: "I just copied the answers for you, don't you know that our papers are all the same?"

Huh?Luo Mingshan paused, put his paper back on He Jing's table, and went to the kitchen to clean the oven and cooking pots.

He Jing enjoys the time alone, during which time he can do what he likes alone.

And his solitude is actually very dull and boring, either reading some books, or letting his mind run wild to think of what is what, or studying ink and preparing paper to write a word on a whim to make a picture.

Quiet and peaceful.

Not long ago, nine out of ten of his holidays were spent at home alone, and the remaining one or two was sometimes Wang Yao and sometimes Luo Mingshan. They would drag him out forcibly when they couldn't stand it anymore. , so that he does not fall ill at home.

I don't know when I became more and more able to blend in with the crowd, no longer regarded going out as a burden, and began to become less and less used to being alone in my heart.

It seems to be since meeting Li Qi.

Li Qi seemed to shine a ray of light into the dark bedroom, directly lighting up his life, illuminating his lifelessness with no haze.

Before this, He Jing never dared to hope that she would have a day when she would be taken care of like this.

How lucky.

The eaves of the bamboo house are very long, so that the accumulated rain will not fall near the house and cause dampness. There is a one-meter-wide corridor from the main entrance of the house, which leads directly to the entire horizontal plane.

In the past two days, the rain has been falling suddenly and slowly. Sometimes when the rain is small, Li Qi and He Jing wander around the farm with an umbrella. Sometimes when the rain is heavy, the two of them sit on the mat in the corridor. The paper scribbled the rain scene casually, while Li Qi played the adapted lyrical version of pop songs one by one, humming softly to the sound of the rain.

They can often sit like this for a whole afternoon, during which time, when Wang Yao or Yuan Qinyue come together under the umbrella of Luo Mingshan to bring them fruit platters or afternoon desserts, they only exchange a few words. The two of them are busy with each other in such high mountains and rivers, without a word of language exchange, but the air around their hearts is full of each other.

When Wang Yao came out of the kitchen, what she saw from a distance was that these two people were sitting together busy with their own business, and she couldn't bear to disturb this beautiful and peaceful place, and it was a bit awkward to carry two cakes.

Li Qi just finished playing a song, saw the hesitant Wang Yao, put down the piano softly, put on his shoes and walked over here to find her.

"Why don't you go over there?" Li Qi held the umbrella in one hand and took the tray in the other, "Afraid of disturbing your brother?"

Wang Yao smiled: "It's okay, I'm not afraid to disturb you. I have never seen my brother like this."

Li Qi glanced at He Jing, who was concentrating on smearing on the white paper. His whole body was bathed in a kind of soft light, both those who were in this light and those who looked at him were extremely comfortable.

"Gentle? Kind?..." Wang Yao felt that something was wrong after changing a few words, "I can't say it, but I feel that he has finally calmed down after so many years of floating and agitating."

Wang Yao looked at Li Qi expectantly: "Can you feel it?"

"I can." Li Qi walked back holding an umbrella.

He was wrong from the start.

He Jing and Zhang Juan are clearly completely different people.

At first, he thought that He Jing and Zhang Juan were the same, they were both snow-capped mountains of the Nine Heavens, but as he got to know him more and more, he realized that He Jing was a green pine that wandered all over the world. When the wind blows, I stand firm with my indomitable tenacity.

At the same time he was lonely.

This kind of loneliness washed away all his worldly human feelings and youthful fantasies, making him only laugh and cry for himself and not giving warmth to others, and also made him bury the arrogance he should have at this age.But his mind is very simple. Even though the world is exquisite and full of faces, he can only make a simple conclusion that is either black or white.

This is not the case with Zhang Juan. He has eyes that can see through intrigues that do not match his appearance, and he treats him secretly with gentleness and warmth as his main sword, spear and stick.

He really admired Zhang Ju'an's clear character of not being easy to be an enemy before, but now he likes He Jing's direct contempt like He Jing who can kill people invisible and subdue others without fighting soldier.

Li Qi returned to the eaves, turned around and made a cup of scented tea in the house, added one less rock sugar to He Jing's cup and squeezed two more drops of lemon juice.

"Take a break."

Li Qi put the cake and scented tea in the past, and He Jing really put away the painting that was at a critical juncture, and smiled while drooping his eyelashes, took a sip of the scented tea in his hand.

"How do you know that I'm bored with painting?" He Jing recalled the refreshing slightly sour taste in his mouth, which just dilutes the irritability in his heart.

Li Qi handed the cake over again: "Seeing that you have been painting the eaves for 10 minutes, the beams on the top have been replaced by many kinds."

"Not only are you peeking at me, but I also noticed something." He Jing blinked mischievously, and the myriad of blacks and whites became colorful in his actions, "I guess you don't really want to go back, do you?"

Li Qi was surprised: "You are really right. How do you know?"

"Before you go to get the cake, there are at least five songs with unstable rhythm." He Jing forked a strawberry and brought it to Li Qi's mouth. : "I don't understand music or play guitar, but I understand you."

The strawberry juice wrapped in creamy sweetness burst in his mouth, He Jing's words seemed sweeter than honey to his ears.

Look, not only is his heart attached to He Jing, He Jing is also attached to him.

How lucky.

"I really guessed right," Li Qi said, "I really don't want to go back. You will have to start school in a few days, and I will be alone and sleepless!"

He Jing slapped him on the chest: "The only thing on my mind is sleep all day long, do you want to think about something else?"

"Think about it, and think about something to do when you sleep, why don't I tell you one by one?"

"..." He Jing consciously backed away for a foot. After eating two bites of cake, he went on to paint the eaves. The intention of escaping was particularly obvious.

"Set off the fireworks and have a good drink! Then go to meet the devilish high school life!"

At night, the turbulent river reflected the moon and star-sparse night sky. Standing in front of the fireworks array, Luo Mingshan excitedly raised the long pole lighter in his hand. Dozens of tubes of fireworks were placed in a row along the river surface. Connected together by a paper rope.

"Joke, I can pass my senior year casually, where did the devil come from?" He Jing sneered as the first grader.

People booed him, told him to shut up and quit the group chat.

Luo Mingshan turned a deaf ear to it, and yelled "Click" to light up the lighter. The flame danced and pointed to the special cannon, and then ignited dozens of fireworks tubes in sequence.

They cheered and backed away, listening to the unique whistling sound of fireworks flying into the sky, cheering with the bursting sound of colorful blooming in the air, their hearts beating endlessly under the lit sky to commemorate their youth for a while.

Five days later.

Luo Mingshan was going crazy, he stuffed clothes and supplies into the suitcase one by one, and the unfinished summer homework was scattered on the side, the phone speaker was on, and a nice female voice came out from it.

"Yigao is really crazy!! Didn't you agree to take a one-month vacation? Why did you suddenly let the key class start?! I feel dissatisfied for the students in the ordinary class. What about the promised world?!"

Yuan Qinyue comforted him: "It's good to go back to school to review earlier. The school doesn't care more about you wanting you to do well in the exam. What's more, there will be weekends in two weeks. I will wait for you at the school gate then."

"That being said!" Luo Mingshan shed two lines of tears, "I haven't finished my homework yet!!!"

"Do you want to put it in?" What Li Qi asked was the sheep beside He Jing's bed. Since Li Qi gave it to He Jing, this little sheep seems to have become He Jing's bedside patron saint, especially There is an arc at the joint between the horn and the sheep's head, and He Jing also threaded the red string given by the lantern.

He Jing was packing up her homework, when she heard the words, she said with a smile on her face, "You're so annoying!"

Li Qi smiled and put the lamb into He Jing's suitcase, and quietly threatened it: "It's fine on my wife's bed, but not in his bed, otherwise, hehe..."

He Jing saw him squatting on the ground talking to a doll from the corner of his eye, and his head was a little big: "How old are you still talking to a doll? Hurry up and put it in and close my box, ready to go."

"Brother Jing!" Li Qi retreated to the door, locked He Jing's bedroom door, put his arms around He Jing and kissed him involuntarily.

While kissing, her hands were disheveled around He Jing's neck.

He Jing hurriedly pushed him away, if this continues, he will have to be late for school today.He looked down at his neck in doubt, and touched the necklace Li Qi tied around his neck with his hand—it was made of black diamond knot rope, and the pendant was a flower carved from glazed rosewood. red lotus.

The word "Qingchen" is engraved in official script on the bottom of the red lotus.

"This seal cutting is not as good as grandpa's, but I have already found the best master in the workshop." Li Qi smirked, "I went to Foguang Temple to ask the Buddha to enlighten me, and occasionally I am very feudal and superstitious."

He Jing hugged him hard, not knowing what to say.

"Don't say that I didn't go to my uncle to consecrate. I still don't know which mountain the old man is practicing on." Li Qi pinched He Jing's face.

"I don't know where the old man is. He might have passed away a long time ago." He Jing pulled off Li Qi's collar and took out another pendant with Li Qi engraved on the bottom, "You have a heart."

Li Qi muttered: "If you say I have a heart, you won't give me a kiss... Heh, man."

"If we kiss again, we'll be late." He Jing pushed him away and pulled the box to open the door. "On the first day of my third year of high school, I don't want to be scolded by Lao Liu at the school gate."

"Let's go, let's go, the sun in July will burn you again." Li Qi took his luggage and went out.

Wang Junhai took Wang Yao back to his hometown. Lan Liangqing was originally writing a report in the study, but when he heard the noise, he took out a big bag of brain-boosting things from the kitchen to He Jing and Li Qi: "Xiao Qi, is it true that you can come here?" It was a great help! I have to hand in this report tomorrow, and I don’t feel relieved that this child He Jing is alone.”

Li Qi took the pile of nutritional supplements and put them on the box: "Auntie, don't say that, Brother Jing starts school soon but I'm still free, it's good to be able to send him off."

He Jing was afraid that Li Qi would say something shocking, so he hurriedly said goodbye to Lan Liangqing and left.

July is the hottest season of the year in Linliang. The air conditioner in the classroom cannot be turned on due to the renovation of a high-level circuit. There are only four old and disrepaired electric fans squeaking and spinning to match the noisy cicadas outside the window. , not only did not bring the coolness to the dull teacher's air, but added a few traces of more depressing stuffiness.

He Jing and Luo Mingshan sat in the last row by the window, and the breeze came in through the crack of the window. He stroked the lotus pendant and calmly finished a set of liberal arts papers.

The third year of high school is boring and boring. No matter what level of students it is, this year is undoubtedly more tense than memorable.

There is tension about the sudden and serious schoolwork, and there is also tension about the invisible future.

In this classroom, no one is academically weak, but even so, there is still a visible panic and impetuosity pervading it.

Luo Mingshan had planned to go abroad a long time ago, and He Jing was born to be able to shield the emotions of those around him very well. The two of them worked hard towards their goals step by step in the back row. Qi and others stuffed lunch and dinner through the school door.

Two weeks later, He Jing and Luo Mingshan left the school as if fleeing from a disaster. Behind them were a group of students from the key liberal arts class who were going to have a fight around them. Bolt.

"Brothers stop them!" The squad leader took the lead and rushed to the front, "I eat and drink in the back row all day long, and my grades are higher than anyone else!"

"Stop them!"

"And gave up on the walk! We don't even want it!"

Everyone responded immediately.

Li Qi looked amused at this scene, hurriedly took the schoolbag thrown to him by He Jing, and ran around laughing for no reason: "What's the matter? Did you set fire to their study materials?"

"On the one hand, it's because you gave us food all day long... On the other hand, the two days ago, it was exactly the same... I got more than 700 in the test, but I forgot the exact score..." He Jing ran out of breath, "Then the Beijing side A school offered to recommend them to the school, but I declined..."

Li Qi ran after him: "Why did you refuse?"

"It's one thing I don't like which school, I like Hua'an more..." He Jing said, "The other thing is that the treatment is not good, saying that I can only study modern literature, I don't like..."

Li Qi paused.

Maybe this is the contempt of the learning god?

He also wants to join the Bolt camp behind him.

The author has something to say:

I really like the state of these two people in love. Not only can they live in a noisy place, but they can also live in a quiet place, which is a true resonance of the soul.

Jingjing loves the study of ancient literature wholeheartedly, so she rejected the recommendation letter from Beijing xqing x, but in the end she still studied modern literature because of insufficient scores

Hahahahahaha

In the next chapter, the white (false) moonlight will probably come out qwq

(Finally able to update on time but I wanted to have something to say and thought about it for 5 minutes...it was hopeless)