He Ji and Le Xian

The next morning, Le Xian woke up, rubbed his eyes, got up and looked around.

The fat man was holding a volume of books against his forehead, walking back and forth very fast in front of the balcony door, frowning as if thinking.The second child has opened up a small open space in the middle of the small dormitory, and is doing Tai Chi in a serious manner.

And Zhang and Wang Jian, who clearly had an upper bunk and a lower bunk before going to bed last night, are now huddled together on Zhang He's narrow bed, sleeping in each other's arms.

Le Xian yawned, rubbed his eyes, walked around the dick who was not wearing a mosaic, and stopped to observe the figure of the fat man tossing and turning, trying to find a path to the bathroom from his moving track.

Unexpectedly, before he had time to clear the level, the fat man suddenly stopped in front of him grabbed his shoulders.

Le Xian: "...what's wrong?"

The fat man said seriously: "What kind of person makes you feel respected?"

Le Xian was dumbfounded, "Huh?"

The fat man shook his shoulders and said sonorously, "Answer me!"

Le Xian: "...a handsome man."

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then asked persistently, "Which of these two qualities, handsome and talented, do you admire more?"

Against the fat man's lightning and thunderous eyes, Le Xian stubbornly insisted on his own heart, "Handsome."

The fat man broke his heart and said: "Superficial! Vulgar! All living beings are so stupid, no wonder my mentor said that literature is dead!"

Le Xian asked curiously, "Who is your mentor?"

The fat man stretched out his hand and pointed at the second child who was in the shape of a white crane spreading its wings.

Le Xian: "..."

With a father who manages thousands of chickens every day and a master who is not afraid of the eyes of the world and insists on not wearing a mask, Fatty's life will definitely be a legendary life.

Le Xian patted the fat man's hand on his shoulder, and comforted him: "It's okay, just die, at least you can hold the coffin for it."

The fat man asked, "Can I cry bitterly?"

Le Xian froze for a moment, then replied: "Yes."

The fat man thought for a while: "But I can't cry."

Le Xian: "That's fine."

The fat man sniffed, sighed, and said in a low voice: "Actually, you are a good person, but you are such a good person, but you can say something like 'beautiful is more worthy of respect' in front of a talented person like me." , This is the tragedy of the times."

Worried that he didn't hear clearly, Le Xian repeated politely: "You are such a talented person? Brilliant? You?"

The fat man said solemnly: "Don't you feel my unstoppable and gushing talent?"

Le Xian: "Where does it come from?"

The fat man grieved and said, "Soul!"

Le Xian: "...Okay, I feel it, let me borrow a way, I'm going to the bathroom."

The fat man persisted: "You don't believe me?"

Le Xian said helplessly: "You have to know that talent is something that you can't prove by words, you have to make it concrete. I'm not familiar with your soul, where can I feel its brilliance?"

Fatty hurriedly pulled out a piece of manuscript paper from the book, shaking in front of Le Xian, "I have evidence!"

Le Xian took it over and took a look, only to see two small poems written on it.

The first song is:

"untitled"

we,

apart,

Thousands of mountains and rivers,

Thousands of rivers and mountains,

Thousands of mountains and rivers,

Thousands of waters and mountains,

how far!

The second one is:

"Untitled Again"

Ah!

My life|life|light|light,

the fire of my desire,

my original sin,

My soul,

Spicy crayfish! 【Note 1】

The fat man looked at Le Xian expectantly, "How is it?"

Le Xian considered for a while, and finally said frankly: "If literature is still alive, you might be able to carry shoes for it."

The fat man was struck by lightning: "Pick up your shoes?!"

Le Xian continued to work hard: "Yes, competition for employment may not necessarily succeed."

With a haggard face, the fat man threw himself on the bed and began to cry bitterly.

Le Xian smiled and said, "Isn't this just crying out?"

Zhang He didn't know when he got up, stretched his waist next to Le Xian and said with a smile: "You don't have to be so direct. For young people, we should give priority to praise and encouragement, supplemented by education."

Le Xian took a deep breath and replied: "Other times I would have praised and encouraged, but I just stopped my watch, and because of his problem, I held back my urine for an extra three minutes and 42 seconds, what do you think? , such a big enmity, why not report it?"

Zhang He smiled and nodded, "That's true."

Le Xian stopped talking, and walked towards the bathroom, ready to release his three minutes and 42 seconds of aging.

Zhang He stopped him, and said with an expression of impatience: "Wang Jian just went in, just when you were talking to the fat man."

Le Xian: "..."

By the time Wang Jian came out, the three minutes and 42 seconds of aging had been reduced to seven minutes and 54 seconds of aging.

Le Xian took a deep breath and comforted himself, it doesn't matter, the older it gets, the better it smells.

In the end, the fat man finished crying, the second child finished Tai Chi, and Le Xian finished releasing the surging heat. Everyone washed up, packed up, and planned to go out for food.

As soon as he went out, Le Xian received Wei Xiang's WeChat.

"Great news! Great news! He Ji is seriously ill and will die soon!"

Le Xian: "..."

Wei Xiang continued to send messages: "Hurry up, Xiao Lexian, pack your bags and prepare to remarry."

Le Xian replied: "No, I intend to die for him."

Wei Xiang replied: "Indulging in small love and little love, the consciousness is too low, don't you want to contribute to the great cause of breeding in our breeding farm?!"

Le Xian replied: "Forget it, once I have a glass, I won't be involved in the matter of breeding."

Wei Xiang replied: "I look down on you, you are not worthy of being a pig. From today onwards, I announce that you will be removed from this noble race."

Le Xian replied: "Then I can thank you."

Wei Xiang replied: "However, it is true that your family He Ji is sick. Last night at around eleven o'clock, there was a problem in one of his stores, and he rushed to deal with it. When it was over, it was raining heavily again. He didn’t have a raincoat for the umbrella, so he just carried it so hard, but he fell ill today, he said he had a fever, he was dizzy and flustered, and he couldn’t get out of bed, so he called and asked me to buy some medicine for him.”

There was a "ding" in Le Xian's head, and he said in his heart, God help me.

He replied in a doggy manner: "Miss Wei Xiang, how can such a talented person like you waste your time on such trivial things as buying medicine? There are so many great careers waiting for you to start, running errands to buy medicine Leave it to me to handle such chores.”

Wei Xiang replied: "Little brat, now I know my mouth is sweet."

Le Xian continued to dogged, "Miss Wei Xiang, you are the sweetest."

Wei Xiang replied: "Come on, go and take care of your Brother He Ji, if you go late and he heals on his own, you won't have a chance to be courteous."

Le Xian replied: "Then I will pray along the way that he remains seriously ill until I come to the door."

Wei Xiang replied: "Then you, brother He Ji, are lucky to meet you."

Le Xian returned a smiling face, turned off the screen, and patted Zhang He on the shoulder.

Zhang He: "What?"

Le Xian: "This morning is the combined class of our two grades, right?"

Zhang He nodded.

Le Xian: "I'm in a hurry today, I probably can't go, I have to ask you to cover for me."

Zhang He said with a smile: "Okay, no problem. In fact, the merged class is mainly for the communication between the lower grades and the upper grades. There should be no roll call."

Le Xian tapped his shoulder, "Thank you buddy."

Zhang He added: "Don't be afraid of roll call. If you really ask, I will tell the teacher that you have hemorrhoids and can't get out of bed. You are recuperating in the dormitory."

Le Xian: "..."

Dude, you are righteous enough!

Le Xian bid farewell to everyone, went back to the dormitory to put away the books, took the mobile phone key wallet, thought for a while, and sent a WeChat message to He Ji, "Brother He Ji, I heard that you are sick?"

After Le Xian went to the pharmacy to buy the medicine, and went to the restaurant to pack a box of white rice porridge, he received a reply from He Ji, "It's okay, don't worry."

Le Xian replied: "Then do you need me to take care of you?"

He Ji replied: "No need, you go to class well."

Le Xian thought for a while, and then replied: "Okay."

Since He Ji resigned from the company he worked for and lived an idle life of sitting on the ground and collecting rent, his physical condition has been good.He has an extremely regular schedule and exercises regularly. In recent years, he can almost be said to be in good health.Unexpectedly, all these big winds and waves came over, and finally fell into a small gutter, unable to get out of bed due to a small cold.

When he called Wei Xiang, his mind was completely confused, Wei Xiang gloated at hurting him, and he didn't have the mood to reply.Later, when he was half asleep and half awake, he heard the phone ringing, he tried to open it, and found that it was a message from Le Xian.

To be honest, he was a little moved when he saw the message.Although he loves this child quite a lot, he does some things rather ruthlessly, but this child is like a little milk dog who knows no pain, no matter how coldly He Ji pushes him away, he will not care Waggling his tail suspiciously, he came up again, sticking out his wet tongue, trying to lick his wound.

It was just too painful.

Although He Ji didn't need to return, he knew vaguely in his heart that this child would definitely not back down, and he would only give up if he pestered him to agree that he would take care of him.So when he saw Le Xian's crisp reply of "Okay", He Ji was taken aback for a moment, and then involuntarily felt a sense of loss.

He also knew that his disappointment was unreasonable, obviously he was the one who refused Le Xian's overtures again and again, and he was the one who hardened his heart to send Le Xian back to school, just now it was obvious that he insisted on giving up Le Xian didn't come, but now Le Xian really readily agreed, and he couldn't help feeling wronged again.

But where in the world are there so many ways to achieve both?If Le Xian is accepted, how will the parents of both parties explain it?But if he didn't accept it, how would he face the child's sad and disappointed face?Can I really go back to the previous life of abstinence and asceticism without any grievances?

While he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard the sound of the door closing gently, followed by the sound of footsteps coming from the living room, and then, the bedroom handle was turned, and the door was slowly pushed open.

Le Xian was wearing a white T-shirt with a big skull printed on it, her slender and straight legs wrapped in light blue jeans, she was pulling on slippers, her face was three parts worried, two parts perturbed and five parts affectionate.

Bright and moving.

He Ji's heart suddenly softened into a puddle of spring water.

The author has something to say: 【Note 1】My life|life|light|light, the fire of my desire, my original sin, and my soul——"Lolita"