silent you

Gu Xia silently followed the person in front, looking at that person's upright and straight back, with undisguised worry in his gentle and clear eyes.

Jiang Pei looks very difficult to get along with, but he is not.

He has always been emotionally stable and has his own way of doing things. As long as his principles and bottom line are not touched, he will generally not care about you.

But in this semester, he fought more and more times, just because Gu Xia discovered it several times.

He was about to be promoted to a third grade soon, but Jiang Pei's state was up and down, and it could even be said to be cloudy and moody.

Gu Xia thought for a while, ran forward quickly, stood in front of Jiang Pei, and looked at him slightly panting.

Jiang Pei stopped and said expressionlessly, "Get out of the way."

Gu Xia anxiously grabbed his arm, pointed to the injury on his arm, and asked him silently, "Are you going to fight again?"

Gu Xia had seen the home address he had filled out on a form, but it wasn't going in the direction he was going.

Jiang Pei said in a deep voice, "It has nothing to do with you."

Gu Xia tightened his fingers, crumpled his sleeves, lowered his head and stared at his toes for two seconds, then raised his head again, with serious eyes, and let go of his arm.

Jiang Pei's expression didn't change, as soon as he moved, he was about to walk around him.

Gu Xia raised his arm and made a firm gesture at him.

You take me with you.

Jiang Pei narrowed his eyes, let out a soft "huh", and said, "Just you?"

Gu Xia nodded and told him: I don't know how to fight, but I won't hinder you either, I just stand by and watch.

Jiang Pei paused, walked forward again, and said two words coldly: "It's up to you."

So Xia Ban heaved a sigh of relief, and once again caught up with him and walked side by side. He was worried in his heart, but it was more because of the joy that Jiang Pei allowed him to walk, so he was very restless.

From time to time, he curiously pointed to this and asked that. Although Jiang Pei had an impatient look on his brows and a cold tone, he always answered every question, and there was no cold talk along the way.

If outsiders were present, they would definitely find it strange, but the two of them didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it, and were quite used to it.

Gu Xia can't speak, but he has a variety of ways of expression, not limited to gestures, his sign language is not even so standardized, but somewhat arbitrary.

There are two or three ways to express a sentence. It is no wonder that other students often do not know what he means.

After Gu Xia discovered this, he intentionally controlled his behavior, and only used fixed gestures towards other people, but he didn't have so many worries towards Jiang Pei. Anyway, no matter what he did, Jiang Pei would understand.

Gu Xia asked him what the song was playing on the side of the road, and it was quite nice.

Jiang Pei said indifferently that he didn't know.

Gu Xia asked, what songs do you like to listen to?

Jiang Pei frowned and casually said a few songs he often listened to.

Gu Xia thought for a while, then shook her head to express that she hadn't heard of it and didn't understand it.

He quickly changed the subject again.

Because they passed a small restaurant.

Gu Xia smelled the fragrance coming out of it, her eyes were bright, and she proudly and confidently told Jiang Pei what was fried, what ingredients were put in, and how to make it delicious.

In Jiang Pei's eyes, Gu Xiahuotuo was like a puppy who smelled bone soup, and instantly became energetic.

He twitched the corner of his mouth coldly and didn't answer.

In fact, randomly intercepting a certain clip of the two people's daily relationship and showing it to outsiders, they will feel a subtle sense of weirdness between the two.

A silent, gentle and "talkative" bright.

A cold and impatient but never dismissive.

But if you observe carefully, you can taste some kind of incredible balance and wonderful harmony from this subtle weirdness.

Therefore, Xia Chongjiang Pei's gestures slowly stopped, the corners of his lips that were bent all the way up slowly fell, and he stopped unconsciously.

His clear and smooth eyes looked suspiciously at a group of people not far away, dressed in colorful hair.

Jiang Pei didn't even look at him, and went straight forward without stopping.

Gu Xia was sure that Jiang Pei had an appointment with this group of people.

He bit his lower lip uneasily, his eyes were tense, and he wanted to follow as soon as he moved.

But after thinking of Jiang Pei's words, he stopped in place.

Jiang Pei had warned him not to go forward.

Gu Xia, believe Jiang Pei, he is not someone who will do impulsive things.

He's just here to let off steam, you know he's got something on his mind.

Gu Xia's long eyelashes trembled, and he saw the group of people waving their fists from different directions and rushing towards Jiang Pei in unison.

Gu Xia opened his eyes wide and stared at Jiang Pei without blinking.

Jiang Pei moved almost at the same time as they did.

Quickly dodged to avoid the attack, swung his fist, turned around and kicked, pressed the person's back, and eliminated all the opponents in two or three strokes. His posture was fierce and sharp, his shots were merciless, and his face was cold and gloomy.

Gu Xia stared closely at Jiang Pei who was walking towards him step by step.

The man's aura was like a rainbow, and his brows and eyes were full of oppression with a hint of ruthlessness and sternness. It suddenly dawned on Zhijiao Guxia that the two of them were not in the ordinary streets, but the battlefield after his bloody killing.

He had never seen Jiang Pei like this.

It turned out that he had suppressed such a deep hostility in his heart.

Gu Xia's heart seemed to be clenched tightly by an invisible hand, and he was so uncomfortable that he had difficulty breathing.

He slowly lowered his long eyelashes.

Jiang Pei watched him calmly, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger.

Stopping at a place three steps away from him, Jiang Pei turned his back to the screaming people on the ground, as if nothing had happened, let's go.

Gu Xia took a deep breath, took two quick steps forward, stretched out his hand to take his hand, and bowed closer.

Gently and earnestly blew on his reddened joints.

Jiang Pei remained motionless, lowering his eyes, staring at his black and soft hair, his eyes were extremely deep.

Gu Xia raised her eyelids, looked back at Jiang Pei intently from bottom to top, and a pure smile without any meaning was slowly curved on her lips.

He spoke clearly and authentically.

Jiang Pei, we are not in pain anymore.

After that day, whether it was Gu Xia's illusion or not, he felt that Jiang Pei's fights seemed to have decreased.

It was difficult for him to find bruises or scars on his body anymore, and he would not see him sleeping on his stomach without paying attention to anyone, his brows were tightly frowned, and there was obvious depression between his brows.

Even if he is still the cold and unsmiling Jiang Pei.

The simple and repetitive days passed away like running water without knowing it.

The busy third year of high school was in a hurry and arrived as scheduled.

Gu Xia came back from the toilet alone, and before he reached the window, his eyes went to Jiang Pei.

He fell asleep on the table again.

Gu Xia opened his eyes wide, and stepped forward in two steps, but when he was approaching, he unconsciously held his breath and slowed down his steps.

Facing the light, Jiang Pei slept peacefully, with long eyelashes clearly defined.

The posture is relaxed and undefended, the sharp facial contours are soft and comfortable, and the lower eyelids are not stained with a little bit of black and blue.

Like a person who has never had a good night's sleep and is suddenly able to sleep peacefully.

Gu Xia moved her body, lay quietly on the edge of the window, tilted her head and carefully watched Jiang Pei's sleeping state.

Slowly, a smile bloomed on his face.

Happy and relieved.

Jiang Pei's eyelashes moved slightly.

When he saw it, he suddenly became mischievous.

Stretching out his fingers, he plucked Jiang Pei's eyelashes with a smile.

Jiang Pei opened his eyes and looked at him lazily.

With half-closed eyes, he said to him, Pi is very happy now?

of course.

Gu Xia nodded at him, smiling uncontrollably.

Jiang Pei straightened up, threatened with a cold face, and stopped laughing.

Instead, Gu Xia laughed even more happily, stretched out her hands, pinched his left and right cheeks vigorously, turned around and ran away quickly.

The wrist twitched so fast that it hit a red patch on the edge of the window.

He didn't find out either.

With a dark face, Jiang Pei reached out and closed the window with a "slap".

The place where he pinched was slightly hot, and the tip of the ear was obviously red.

childish.

The class bell rang, Gu Xia dawdled and hid at the door, not daring to come in, then raised her eyelids vigilantly, and peeked at Jiang Pei.

Sitting on his seat, Jiang Pei gave him a sneer smile, and raised his chin from afar to signal——do you dare to do it or not?

The bell is about to end, and the teacher is walking this way with the textbook.

Gu Xia gritted her teeth, walked over quickly as if she was dead, sat down beside him, closed her eyes tightly, and pointed to her face at him.

At worst, you pinch it back.

The posture is fearless and the attitude is firm.

The soft and trembling eyelashes revealed the tension and fear in the owner's heart.

Jiang Pei didn't move.

He touched his thigh urgently again - hurry up.

Jiang Pei returned to his senses, frowned to suppress the sudden restlessness in his heart, and said expressionlessly, it's not that easy, let's go to class first.

I'm afraid I'm going to beat him with profit later.

Gu Xia opened her eyes without crying, and wrote pitifully on the paper, Jiang Pei QAQ...

Lie on the table as if there was no bone, and hand it over carefully.

Jiang Pei glanced casually and ignored him.

Gu Xia took it back and continued writing, I was wrong QAQ, you are the best QAQ, don’t beat me up, okay QAQ...

Hand it over again.

She also scratched his arm with her fingers flatteringly.

Jiang Pei's body froze imperceptibly.

Finally turned around, glared at him fiercely, and said coldly under his throat, do you really deserve a beating?

So Xia Li immediately sat down obediently, shook his head, looked at the blackboard in front of him, and said very seriously that there was nothing wrong.

Jiang Pei didn't beat him up in the end.

I don't know if he forgot, or if he didn't want to.

So Xia is more inclined to the former.

Because the head teacher came over and called Jiang Pei away while the get out of class was over.

A few minutes later, Jiang Pei came back from the outside, frowning tightly, but didn't mention what happened just now.

Gu Xia Dan gave up his seat for him with trepidation, looked at him anxiously, hesitated to speak.

Jiang Pei didn't say anything, but he didn't dare to ask.

Playing with his fingers listlessly, he didn't even want to do his homework.

Jiang Pei quickly recovered his expressionless face, tapped the back of his hand with a pen, and asked him to do the physics and math problems he had assigned to him.

Absent-minded, three wrong two.

He was scolded twice by Jiang Pei, "Forget about being stupid".

Gu Xia was completely sluggish, aggrieved and broke the jar, and boldly asked him with gestures——what did the teacher tell you to do?

Jiang Pei is correcting his miscalculation.

Seeing his movements, he took time to glance at him, and said coldly: "New Year's Day Art Performance, ask me to come on stage and sing."

Gu Xia's eyes were blank and shocked, subconsciously grabbed his arm, and hurriedly asked - did you agree?

With Jiang Pei's character, it's impossible for him to agree.

Jiang Pei put down his pen, and calmly raised his eyes to meet him.

He said calmly, "I agree."