Little Mr. is one hundred years old

It was a sunny day when Ji Zhiqiu officially left school. In the evening, the sunset glow filled the campus after school.Ji Zhiqiu insisted that Qing Huan go with him, thinking that this person was about to leave, Chen Ziran didn't obstruct him this time, it was a tacit consent.

Qing Huan went to the milk tea shop they frequented to buy the milk tea that Ji Zhiqiu likes to drink, and handed it to him as before: "Drink it quickly, I don't know if I can drink it in the future."

Ji Zhiqiu took it and smiled wryly: "I'm not going to jail..."

Qing Huan blinked: "I heard that life in your school is no different from being in prison..."

"..." Ji Zhiqiu stared fixedly at Qing Huan for a while, then turned around suddenly and left.

Qing Huan was stunned for a second, and hurriedly chased after him: "Hey, Ji Zhiqiu, I was joking with you...why are you angry?"

Ji Zhiqiu bit the straw and said, "I'm not angry." His voice was muffled.

"The face is so gloomy...is this called lifeless?" Qing Huan looked at him and said with a smile.

Ji Zhiqiu didn't speak, and continued to walk forward.

Qing Huan was not angry, so she followed him.

Under the setting sun, there are two boys also wearing red and white school uniforms. One is tall and handsome, the other is thin and beautiful. The two of them are walking forward slowly against the setting sun. The road is infinitely extended and seems to have no end.

Finally, Ji Zhiqiu stopped. He turned around and looked at Qing Huan, who was drinking milk tea and kicking pebbles on the road - Qing Huan couldn't hold back his feet, and the pebbles rolled to Ji Zhiqiu's feet - He stuck out his tongue and looked up at Ji Zhiqiu——

"what happened?"

Ji Zhiqiu looked at Qing Huan: "You think I'm angry because of what you just said?"

"Then tell me, why are you angry?"

Ji Zhiqiu frowned: "Are you happy now?"

"Happy?" Qing Huan repeated.

"As you hoped, I changed schools, shouldn't you be happy?"

Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, and said: "It's not good for me, why should I be happy... I dare you to make this decision because you didn't like it?"

Ji Zhiqiu turned his face away: "Are you...... a little bit sad?"

"Sad..." Qing Huan frowned: "There is always a banquet in this world, even if you don't change schools today, graduate, work, or there are some unknown reasons, you will have to separate sooner or later. There's nothing wrong with that..."

Ji Zhiqiu heard Qing Huan's indifferent words - so cold and ruthless - he looked at Qing Huan in disbelief, trying to find a trace of other emotions on his face, but he was disappointed...

"Is this what you really mean?"

This is indeed Qing Huan's heart...but... Qing Huan saw the hurt expression on Ji Zhiqiu's always proud face, and his heart moved-he thought this way because he had experienced it for so many years, but for this child In other words, his life has not really unfolded yet, and his world is actually still simple and pure - he regards himself as a friend, and he will definitely be sad to hear himself say that...

Qing Huan pursed her lips, grabbed Ji Zhiqiu's arm, and said softly: "I'm telling the truth, I definitely don't like being separated, but think about it, it's not like we won't see each other in the future, you can go on vacation Come to me, I can go and see you when I have time." I don't know what will happen if I annoy the child... Let's help him smooth...

Ji Zhiqiu stared into Qing Huan's eyes, and after a while he let out a barely audible "hmm", and then said, "Don't forget."

"Forgot... what?" Qing Huan couldn't keep up.

Ji Zhiqiu rolled his eyes and reminded him: "Come and see me at my school when you have time."

"Ah... oh." The child really didn't let go at all.

Ji Zhiqiu took Qing Huan's hand and walked forward——

"where to?"

"Look at the stars."

"Look... what?" Qing Huan thought she had heard wrong.

Ji Zhiqiu turned his head and gave him another supercilious look: "Xing Xing."

"It's not dark yet..." Really angry?

"It will get dark as you walk." The tone was natural.

"..."

Since they separated later, Qing Huan let Ji Zhiqiu go - so the two of them really climbed the nearby hill to... watch the stars.

Fortunately, there are really stars tonight.

The two lay on the lawn and looked up at the starry sky. Although it couldn't be compared with the real countryside, it was still pretty good.

"I went to that school," Ji Zhiqiu said slowly, "I will no longer be able to dawdle like I am now, and I have to fight for everything by myself."

"It's good like this, man, it's a happy thing to have the motivation to struggle." Just like him, he can never find the motivation and just muddle along.

"Yeah, motivation..." Ji Zhiqiu paused: "Grandpa said that if you want to get what you want, you must be strong enough..."

Qing Huan chuckled softly: "Your grandfather is right. Once you become stronger, you will have the confidence to do anything, so you don't have to worry so much."

Ji Zhiqiu turned to look at him: "You think so too?"

"This is common sense." Qing Huan said: "Otherwise, why would so many people try their best to climb up...Since ancient times, how many people have wanted to be a master?"

"I don't want to be a master," Ji Zhiqiu's eyes lit up: "What I want is actually very simple."

If it was an ordinary person at this time, he would definitely ask Ji Zhiqiu what he wanted, but Qing Huan didn't want to ask—he is not the kind of person who breaks the casserole and asks the bottom line—talking too much with a person, listening too much, and in the end, his heart may also be broken. will fall.Humans have always been emotional animals.

Ji Zhiqiu pointed to the stars in the sky and said, "Qing Huan, I heard that if a person dies, a star above will also dim. Do you think it's true?"

Qing Huan sneered: "Do you believe this too? Your physics is for nothing? It's nonsense, but I believe that if a person dies, he will go to hell."

Ji Zhiqiu said: "Isn't it going to heaven too?"

"Trial in hell first, and see where you end up... But, do you think anyone can go there?"

Ji Zhiqiu thought for a while, then curled his lips: "I was talking about my physics just now, is the hell judgment you said in the category of physics? It's not materialistic at all..."

"..." Smelly brat.

The two of them lay on the lawn and watched the stars for two hours. Finally, Ji Zhiqiu was so hungry that he went down the mountain.

At the intersection where they broke up, Qing Huan had already moved forward, but was stopped by Ji Zhiqiu.

"What are you doing?" Qing Huan didn't know why.

Ji Zhiqiu held onto Qing Huan's arm tightly, stared at him, and finally lowered his head to press a kiss on Qing Huan's face, then let go of his hand, turned and left.

Qing Huan was stunned from the beginning to the end, and when she realized it, Ji Zhiqiu had already walked away——

Just now, Ji Zhiqiu kissed himself...

What does that kid mean...

Qing Huan doesn't know what a kiss means, even though it's just a kiss on the face, and both of them are of the same sex...

Qing Huan stood there for quite a while before she really realized——

Ji Zhiqiu... he really... likes me...

He likes himself.

……

That night, Qing Huan had a dream——

It was also a starry night, on a flat ground in the valley, two people sat on the ground.

A young monk, a young man in armor.

"My king heard that a star in the sky represents a person, and if a person dies, a star will fall." The young man looked at the starry sky and smiled lowly: "If this king's life should die here, I don't know which star in the sky it is." A star will fall."

The young monk sat upright and said slowly, "It must be the brightest one."

"Which one is that? My king looks like they are all bright."

The young monk pointed to a certain place in the sky: "That one."

The young man stared at the direction the young man pointed for a while, then smiled: "What about you? If you are unfortunately buried with this king, which star is yours?"

The young monk bowed his head, and said in a soft and modest tone, "Rang is a monk. If the fetus is gone, it is natural to follow the Buddha."

"Become a monk?" The young man snorted coldly when he answered the wrong question, and he looked at the young monk fixedly, with a sarcasm in his tone: "Do you think your Buddha will still want you?"

……