Unbridled

72

It seems that after the 11th holiday, the formal study life begins. Military training has passed, and I look forward to the days of the holiday. Even the holiday has passed, and the next holiday that can be expected is two and a half months away.

Ding Ji feels that his life has gradually become a bit hectic, looking for classrooms, classes, rushing to classes, self-study, and libraries. This kind of busyness is not the same as the kind of busyness in the third grade. There are many things to learn and many things to understand. And there is no deadline. In the third year of high school, there is still a conviction. After a few months of relief, you will be victorious. Now such busyness is the norm.

In contrast, Lin Wuyu is a little calmer than him. At least he rarely sees Lin Wuyu not getting up in the morning and basically has not seen Lin Wuyu yawning. After all, he must learn to be a little bit different from others. Different place.

In the morning, Ding Ji was still sleeping in the ten minutes when the alarm clock was ringing for the second time. Lin Wuyu had reached out to lift his quilt.

"Hey..." Ding Ji's sorrow hasn't been heard yet. Lin Wuyu dragged him directly from the bed to the ground. He felt that all of his feet were swaying, and he took a chair to stand firm.

When Lin Wuyu was picking up things in the house to get the clothes he was wearing today, he kept sticking behind Lin Wuyu and moved with him with his eyes closed.

"If you can't get up," Lin Wuyu opened his cabinet and took out his clothes for the morning run. "Let's change the running time to afternoon or evening?"

"No," Ding Ji said, "Why do you still have energy to run after finishing the evening study, and you have to eat supper, and after the supper, hug your belly and barbecue to run..."

"Isn't that why you always can't get upset." Lin Wuyu turned around, put the clothes on his head, and supported his shoulder.

"I'm just a few minutes, and I'm virtuous at ten o'clock," Ding Ji was wearing her clothes, her eyes half open. "Grandma always said that I was too skinny. When I was sleeping, souls ran out to play and got up. Time to wait for Soul to come back."

Lin Wuyu smiled: "Are you back now?"

"Let's see..." Ding Ji closed his eyes and suddenly stood up a second later, staring at him with open eyes, "Come back!"

"...Early chicken cub." Lin Wuyu said.

"Early, cub!" Ding Ji replied loudly.

The school has a running app. You can punch a card when you run every day. Ding Ji thinks that Lin Wuyu will punch in at the same time every day and finish running at the same time, which is very interesting.

I have to say that the school's exercise atmosphere is really good. There are a lot of people running on the playground track in the morning, and many people are very professional in their equipment. At first glance, they are masters.

Ding Ji used to run in the morning before, but not every day, one after another. Recently, he ran him for a month in a good mood. When he was not in a good mood, he pulled his mother down.

Lin Wuyu is different. He has a plan for doing things, even running. The difference between the time of the time they punch each other will not exceed three minutes. The running time is also calculated very well. After the run, eat up and clean up the class.

Regularly, Ding Ji felt that he was about to form a conditioned reflex.

"It's a little cold today." Ding Ji said while running.

"It's cooling down," Lin Wuyu said. "It's almost November, and your birthday is coming."

Ding Ji glanced at him: "I thought you didn't know?"

"How could this not be known, and the birthday must be known without knowing anything," Lin Wuyu said, "all the festivals are for everyone, only the birthday is for both of us."

"I also remember your birthday," Ding Ji was a little depressed after he said, "but I know that your birthday has passed."

"It's okay to pass next year," Lin Wuyu said, "my birthday doesn't matter."

"Is it never enough?" Ding Ji asked.

"Well." Lin Wuyu smiled.

"Have you ever given Lin Zhan?" Ding Ji asked again with some discomfort.

"Lin Zhan is no better," Lin Wuyu said, "I don't even know what his birthday is. My mother doesn't give him a birthday."

"Why?" Ding Ji froze.

"It was like this when I was very young. At that time, I was afraid that he would die," Lin Wuyu said.

"I don't know my age, I feel that I didn't grow up," Ding Ji said. "Forcing Lin Zhan to become more and more estranged from her, she certainly knows it, so she hopes that Lin Zhan will be more obedient as a child. Easier to control."

"Do you want to elect psychology," Lin Wuyu said.

"Get out of here." Ding Ji smiled. "I just guessed it and got used to telling fortunes."

After two laps around the playground, Ding Ji said that his throat was a little dry and slowed down. Lin Wuyu also slowed down.

When the phone rang in their pockets, they temporarily left the runway and stood beside them.

"Who called you early this morning?" Ding Ji asked.

"I don't know," Lin Wuyu took out his mobile phone and glanced. When he saw the number, his hands felt tingling. "My dad."

"Do you?" Ding Ji asked.

"Yes, I haven't been in touch for a long time," Lin Wuyu said, "just ask the situation."

"Well," Ding Ji nodded and pointed to the chair next to him, "I'm waiting for you over there."

Lin Wuyu responded.

Ding Ji is a very cute person, usually all his calls Ding Ji will come over to listen to, but he turned around and walked away.

"Dad." Lin Wuyu answered the phone.

"It still gets up so early." Dad's voice came.

"What about morning running," Lin Wuyu said, "this time every day."

"How is the school? Adapt?" Dad asked.

"Very good," Lin Wuyu said, "Teachers and classmates are very powerful."

"That's all right, you just have a good life," Dad said, "don't worry about us."

Lin Wuyu did not speak.

"You are cruel, you two brothers are very cruel, who is it?" Dad said.

"It's up to you two," Lin Wuyu said.

Dad sneered: "You have stiff wings now, and you are very confident."

"Dad," Lin Wuyu walked slowly in the same place. "My wings have long been stiff. I didn't go to college before I got stiff. I got it because I got stiff wings."

"I'm not going to tell you this," my dad said, "I just want to ask you, you know where your brother is, why don't you tell us? You don't know how painful your mother has been for him for so many years?"

Lin Wuyu was silent.

"Don't pretend to die, you must know," Dad said, "Don't think how useful your brain is, you are not as smart as you think."

"I haven't seen Lin Zhan," Lin Wuyu said, "I don't know where he is."

"I can understand your brother's affection for us is not deep, he has been away from home for ten years, ten years of blank..." Dad said.

Lin Wuyu would like to say that it is not a ten-year blank, a ten-year nightmare, and may be a nightmare for a lifetime.

"But you've never been separated from us, it's us who brought you up," said the dad. "Don't you even have this heart of gratitude?"

This question made Lin Wuyu unable to answer.

Thank you for taking me up as Lin Zhan's medicine, born and raised?

He didn't say this because he still had "gratefulness", so he couldn't say it. He would still carry the last line. The mother was sick and the father was very hard. Some words he didn't can speak.

But he couldn't do any further "thankfulness". He felt that his parents probably didn't realize it, and maybe never realized that in the past few years, based on Lin Zhan's "pay", there was no Establish a relationship between yourself.

"Are you going home for the New Year?" Dad changed the subject and asked coldly.

"Should not return," Lin Wuyu said.

"Where have you been?" Dad asked. "Have you ever been with your brother?"

"I said," Lin Wuyu said, "I don't know where he is, I haven't seen him, and I haven't found him."

"You tell him, if he is still a person," Dad said, "just go home and see it when the New Year is over."

Lin Wuyu felt a little overwhelmed. Lin Zhan didn't know whether he was a person or not. He should not be a person anymore. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to go home in this state.

The sullen days at home kept flashing in my head, suffocating.

"Did you say that?" Ding Ji didn't know when he had approached him, and asked with a loud voice.

"Who's next?" Dad asked.

Lin Wuyu glanced at Ding Ji: "Ding Ji."

"Your boyfriend." Dad's voice became colder.

"Yes." Lin Wuyu responded.

"Don't you not admit it before?" Dad said, "say no."

"It is now." Lin Wuyu said.

"I don't want to control this, I don't care what you do," Dad said, "You bring my words to your brother."

"I can't bring it," Lin Wuyu said, "I don't know where he is..."

Dad over there hung up.

Lin Wuyu pressed the urge to smash the phone, put the phone back in the sports pocket behind his back, took a deep breath with his head raised, and then slowly slowed down from his previous emotions.

"For Lin Zhan?" Ding Ji looked at him. "Your dad knows you have found Lin Zhan?"

Lin Wuyu didn't speak.

"How did he know?" Ding Ji asked again.

Lin Wuyu remained silent.

Ding Ji was silent for a while, and lowered his voice: "You didn't tell me... OK, don't say it without saying it, I know it anyway."

Lin Wuyu smiled and raised his hand, his fingers gently stroked on his forearm.

"Did you ask Lin Zhan to go home?" Ding Ji asked softly, "Go home for the New Year?"

"Ding Banxian'er, you haven't shown your power for a long time." Lin Wuyu said with a smile.

"Look at your emotions," Ding Ji snorted. "Did you still let you go home for the Chinese New Year?"

"I don't want to go back, don't want to see them," Lin Wuyu said, "Ding Ji, do you think that I am not filial?"

"Filial piety is based on affection," Ding Ji said, "paying tuition for stuttering and then denying it is not affectionate, nor can you exchange for filial piety."

Lin Wuyu looked at him.

"You didn't experience anything about family and filial piety," Ding Ji said. "Unfilial piety is just a label they continue to deny you. There are a lot of labels like this on your body. It's not bad."

Lin Wuyu smiled and pinched Ding Ji's chin: "You look like this..."

"Isn't it cool?" Ding Ji raised his eyebrows.

"Well, very chicken brother." Lin Wuyu said.

"I warn you." Ding Ji looked at him.

"Brother Ji." Lin Wuyu said.

"Warning you for the second time." Ding Ji stared at him.

"Brother Chicken," Lin Wuyu pulled his head, "What if you are too cute, warn me for the third time."

"Three times," Ding Ji held out three fingers. "You are finished, Lin Wuyu, will you finish it immediately?"

"We both recognize the present," Lin Wuyu grabbed his finger. "You warned me that I didn't have a thousand or eight hundred times. I just wanted to know how I would die after the warning, especially want to know."

"Fuck you," Ding Ji said.

Lin Wuyu couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Frightened me."

"You can't run!" Ding Ji shouted.

"Run." Lin Wuyu bounced and ran back to the runway. After Ding Ji followed up, he turned around and said, "When did you scrap me?"

Ding Ji ignored him.

"Quiet me," Lin Wuyu smiled as he ran, "Ji Ge Ji Ge Ji Ji Dao......"

Ding Ji didn't hold back, choked with a smile, and coughed while running.

Lin Wuyu patted on his back: "Don't laugh while running."

"You just shut up." Ding Ji said.

Lin Wuyu's emotional management is really love and hate.

After he answered the phone, Ding Ji had been paying attention to his emotions, but I wonder if it was because he knew he would pay attention. Lin Wuyu quickly returned to normal.

If Ding Ji didn't have more intimate contact with him, he might really feel that this person is probably all right.

But after all, they are young guys who pick mushrooms.

Although they are wild every time they pick mushrooms.

Lin Wuyu's changes can still be felt even in a trance.

Picking is very explosive.

Will bite.

With a coquettish vent.

It's a loss because it's cold now. Without a coat, he can't get out of the door. There are teeth marks on his shoulders and necks, and one is still under the ears, and the collar can't be blocked. Ding Ji tried what. Jiabao Sao wrapped a small scarf around the neck** and raised the collar. I am the coolest cub of h big**. Finally, I went to find Xiongda with the collar upright and asked him to ask for a muscle paste and put it on the neck. .

"This is to prevent muscle strain," Xiong Da said. "It's not a wet and pain relief cream. If you twist your neck, you can't rely on this."

"Well," Ding Jiying responded, "I fell asleep today, and I felt a little comfortable."

When returning to the dormitory, Lin Wuyu opened his collar and checked it, poked him on the shoulder: "Is this seal bitten the day before yesterday? Why is it still there?"

"Ask me?" Ding Ji said, "Why don't you ask your fast-cutting teeth?"

Lin Wuyu laughed, bowed his head and kissed him on the shoulder: "I'll wear a mask next time."

"You wear a chew." Ding Ji said.

"Okay." Lin Wuyu rubbed his hands on his waist. "Listen to you, or you will bite back."

"I'm not that crazy." Ding Ji glanced at him.

"If you are uncomfortable..." Lin Wuyu thought for a while, "I pay attention."

Comfortable or uncomfortable, Ding Ji quickly thought about this question.

"No need..." He cleared his throat. "Too careful."

"That's okay?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"Well," Ding Ji leaned forward and took a bite on his lips. "It's quite..."

"I think too." Lin Wuyu whispered.

When the door was knocked, they were still stuck together.

Ding Ji suddenly turned his head and saw Li Ruichen, who was awkward outside the door slit, and bounced away from Lin Wuyu like an electric shock.

"...It's not closed," Li Ruichen quickly looked at both sides, lowering his voice and saying quickly, "I'm sorry I didn't mean it intentionally."

Then gently brought the door.

"I'm leaning," Ding Ji looked at Lin Wuyu, "Fortunately, this is Li Xiangxiang. I really don't know what it is like to change people."

"You didn't close the door?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"Don't you come in later?" Ding Ji said.

"Ah?" Lin Wuyu was a little confused. "Maybe I was too excited to see you."

"Tear you!" Ding Ji said.

Lin Wuyu smiled and did not speak.

"Be careful when you enter the house next time," Ding Ji whispered, "Although I don't like Li Xiangxiang, just now it was him who knocked on the door..."

"Got it," Lin Wuyu patted his arm. "I will pay attention, don't worry."

Ding Ji looked at him.

Suddenly felt that I was wrong.

Or it should not be particularly confessed at this time.

He felt that he didn't mind being known by anyone except his family. Although he wouldn't shout everywhere, if anyone found out, he felt that he should have nothing to be nervous about.

It was just too abrupt just now, even if he hugged like a girl, it would be embarrassing to be bumped into it.

But Lin Wuyu said this, but he seemed to understand the wrong thing.

He didn't want Lin Wuyu to feel that he was still afraid to "like" himself now.

I don't want Lin Wuyu to feel unreliable and unsafe in the days when he is getting closer to the New Year.

In this second, Ding Ji didn't know how many thoughts flashed in his mind. In short, it was a mess, but nothing happened.

He reached out and hugged Lin Wuyu.

"Stop studying tomorrow tomorrow," he said.

"Well." Lin Wuyu was stunned and hugged him, "What's wrong?"

"If you don't go to self-study, you can do it." Ding Ji said.

"Yes, don't go," Lin Wuyu agreed first and then asked again, "What's wrong?"

"Go back to the rental room." Ding Ji said.

Lin Wuyu was stunned again when he heard this. He pushed Ding Ji away slightly and looked at him: "Go back to the rental room? See what to do?"

"You can watch it if you want to see it." The expression on Ding Ji's face was calm, but there was a look in his eyes that "Lao Tzu stretched out, Liao Lao Tzu got out and no one would pull my valve core".

Lin Wuyu instantly understood what it meant to return to the rental house.

Suddenly dry mouth.

But he didn't immediately agree. Ding Ji didn't seem to have anything unusual during this time. Lin Wuyu couldn't find an opportunity for him to suddenly make such...exciting demands.

"Tomorrow?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"Uh." Ding Ji nodded.

"Your birthday is almost the same," Lin Wuyu said, "Will you wait for your birthday..."

"Don't have to wait for birthdays like anything else," Ding Ji said. "Are you waiting for adulthood? You were 18 last year."

"Fuck," Lin Wuyu looked at him, "you said tomorrow."

"Huh." Ding Ji put his mobile phone in his hand.