dissatisfied [campus]

After Jiang Yu got home, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Xu Ji standing at the door holding a big cake.

The lights in the room were all dark, only the 16 candles on the cake were lit. Before Jiang Yu could react, Rong Xiaoying behind him shouted, "Happy birthday, Dabao!"

Xu Ji is not used to this kind of warm and romantic scene, he just wanted to finish the task Rong Xiaoying gave as soon as possible, he stepped forward and put the cake into Jiang's hand, and said in a low voice with some awkwardness: "Happy birthday .”

Rong Xiaoying hummed a little song and turned on all the lights in the room, then pushed Xu Ji and Jiang Yu to the table, and forced them to finish singing the happy birthday song and make a wish on the spot before giving up.

While cutting the cake, Rong Xiaoying asked on a whim, "Hey, Xiao Ji, what month were you born?"

"October."

Yo?

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Xu Ji: "I'm older than you."

oh so what?

Xu Ji looked at him expressionlessly.

Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows again: "Shi Yi called me Brother Qi."

Why does this sentence sound familiar?

......

"I'm not called a fool."

"On Eleven they all called me 'Brother Ji'."

"Student Jiang Fen, you have made me a school bully so shameless."

......

Hearing the familiar words, Xu Ji couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth.

So far he has found out——

Jiang Yu is not only hot-tempered and small-minded, but also loves to hold grudges.

Boys' desire to win is always manifested in all kinds of weird things, even things like age have to be taken care of.

"Don't think about it." Xu Ji said leisurely, "I study one year at night, and I was born in December of the previous year. You are definitely younger than me."

What is there to be proud of when you are old?

Jiang Yu secretly rolled his eyes in his heart, and in a blink of an eye, he forgot that he was the one who provoked such a naive age competition first.

Rong Xiaoying handed the cut cake to Jiang Yu and Xu Ji, and then looked at Jiang Yu with a smile: "Dabao, this is your birthday present from your mother."

A bunch of keys were placed in Jiang Yu's palm.

"This is the key to the new house." Rong Xiaoying added.

Jiang Yu stared blankly at the key in his hand.

"I thought it would not be too late to buy it in two years, but the agent called two days ago to say that the price of the house that your father and I were looking at was going to increase again. Fortunately, we both bought it now... ..."

Jiang Yu didn't speak, but buckled the key on the table with his backhand.

His hands on the table curled up slightly, he pursed his lips, and did not speak.

Xu Ji stared at Jiang Yu for a long time, and even he found that Jiang Yu's mood was a little bit wrong, Rong Xiaoying was still talking to himself.

After finally finishing a series of words, Rong Xiaoying took the key back with a smile: "Then mom will keep this key for you first."

Jiang Yu responded lightly, and Rong Xiaoying then greeted the two of them to eat cake.

After eating the cake, Rong Xiaoying stayed to clean up the kitchen, while Jiang Yu and Xu Ji were sent to the study to do their homework again.

When doing homework, Jiang Yu still kept a dumb face and didn't speak, but the speed of writing papers was getting faster and faster, and he finished the task that should have been completed in two days in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yu kept writing, and Xu Ji kept looking at him with his head propped up. The dim light cast Jiang Yu's shadow on the opposite white wall. The slender figure was silent and tenacious, and he didn't know who he was competing with.

Xu Ji discovered that besides his temper, narrow-mindedness, and grudge-loving... he also likes to hold back, no matter what, he keeps everything in his heart.

At 10:30 in the evening, Rong Xiaoying organized the two children to wash and go to bed in an orderly manner, and grabbed Xu Ji and told a lot about the dangers of staying up late.

When Rong Xiaoying and Jiang Yu went back to their rooms to sleep, Xu Ji hesitated for a long time at the desk in the study, then reached out and took the desk lamp Jiang Yu left behind and went to bed.

At 01:30 in the morning, a sudden gust of wind blew from the unclosed window, and a sound of "哗啦——" sounded, and several pages of the diary spread on the table were flipped.

Xu Ji subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound, and inadvertently saw the words written by elementary school students on a certain page.

"..."

He really didn't mean to peek.

Jiang Yu was in a very irritable mood tonight, and he tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

He couldn't sleep until two o'clock in the morning. He got up and wanted to write something. He searched his backpack but couldn't find the diary.

Where's the diary?

Jiang Yu turned the desk and bookshelves upside down, but he couldn't find the diary after searching for a long time.

Won't lose it again?

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yu suddenly remembered...

He seems to have left the notebook in the study, and it doesn't seem to be locked...

Xu Ji probably wouldn't peek, but...

In the notebook, all Jiang Qi's thoughts and secrets of the past six years were written, and he always felt a cold head when he cut himself open and spread it outside.

After thinking for a long time, Jiang Yu sneaked to the front of the study. Seeing that the light in the room was dark, he carefully held the doorknob.

"Squeak-"

The heavy wooden door creaked softly.

The door opened a thin crack, and Jiang Yu poked his head in lightly.

In the next second, Jiang Yu and Xu Ji, who was leaning against the bedside and playing with his mobile phone, looked at each other. In the dark room, only the small lamp beside the bed was shining with a faint white light.

"..."

It seems a little awkward.

Jiang Yu coughed softly: "Well, no, just...my, my book is left here."

"Come in." Xu Ji put away the phone as if nothing had happened, "Your book is on the table."

Jiang Yu closed the door of the room and went to the desk to get the diary, and the notebook was placed on it obediently, tightly closed.

With the notebook in hand, it's time to go.

Jiang Yu looked back at Xu Ji, who was still staring at him silently.

Just when Jiang Yu was thinking about the conclusion, Xu Ji suddenly said: "Your desk lamp is very useful."

"Ah?" Jiang Yu didn't react for a while, and subconsciously responded, "Oh..."

The atmosphere was still very awkward, Jiang Yu just wanted to say "If there is nothing else, I will go first" but it turned into——

"Do you want to go to the balcony to blow some air?"

As soon as the words came out, Jiang Yu almost bit his tongue, he didn't know why he made such a strange invitation.

Xu Ji didn't say a word, Jiang Yu was thinking about how to smooth things over, Xu Ji suddenly responded: "Okay."

The door and window at the end of the study room are connected to a small balcony. There are two reclining chairs and a few potted plants on the palm-sized space. The two sit side by side on the chairs, staring at the sky in a daze...

Jiang Yu took out a pack of cigarettes from nowhere, and he took out one and handed it to Xu Ji.

Under Xu Ji's somewhat surprised eyes, Jiang Yu smiled while lighting a cigarette: "This is called a policy with a countermeasure."

Jiang Yu is really interesting, and he can always bring him all kinds of unexpected surprises.

"Have you ever heard a saying," Xu Ji said with interest while playing with the cigarette, "A person who keeps silent is either strong or narrow."

Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows and took a puff of smoke: "Don't be obsessed with brother, brother is just a legend."

Xu Ji smiled.

The scene at present is too familiar, as if returning to the night of smoking on the street corner.

"Jiang Yu," Xu Ji flicked the cigarette ash, "Let me tell you a story."

"Oh. Tell me."

"Once upon a time, there was a little mole. It had never seen the daytime. It wanted to climb out of the ground to bask in the warm sun one day. But the mole mother told it that they cannot see the light, the mole You will die under the sun. But the little mole didn't believe it, so he sneaked out one day during the day. When it saw the sun, the sun was not as warm as imagined, but scorching and stinging. ...then the little mole died."

Jiang Yu: "..."

So is this a horror story or a bad joke?

"Have you heard the story?"

"No."

"Yeah." Xu Ji nodded clearly, "Of course you haven't heard of it. My mother made it up for me."

Jiang Yu: "..."

He had reason to suspect that Xu Ji's brain was broken.

"When I was young, I always liked to sneak out to play during the day. My mother made up this story to scare me. She told me that the day is dangerous, and only the night is the safest. Learn to hide yourself well.. ....so--"

So, don't try to probe me, any care and closeness are like dazzling sunlight to me, which is unbearable.

Xu Ji looked at Jiang Yu: "So do you understand?"

Jiang Yu nodded indiscriminately, his mind still stuck on the story just now.

This is the first time Xu Ji talked about his mother, so he should be talking about his own mother, right?By the way, where is his mother now?Should they live outside?I heard that Xu Ji's father's real wife is quite well-off, so he must not be able to stand women outside, right?Alas, what is this all about?

Seeing Jiang Yu frowning frequently, Xu Ji's irritability came up again.

Gee.

It seems that he must have not understood.

"I said—" Xu Ji licked his back molars, with a somewhat impatient expression, "I didn't deliberately lose my temper with you that day, but I was in a bad mood, so don't take it to heart."

Ok?

Jiang Qi's wandering thoughts were pulled back, and he suddenly realized that Xu Ji was apologizing to him?

isn't it?

Who apologized and drooped the corners of their mouths?Don't speak if you don't want to...

Xu Ji looked at Jiang Yu for a long time: "Are you complaining about me in your heart again?"

Jiang Yu didn't say anything, just took a breath of cigarette silently.

Xu Ji said quietly: "Men hold back some words for a long time, and they are prone to premature ejaculation."

Jiang Yu got a cigarette stuck in his throat, and coughed until the sky was dark.

"Cough cough cough...what the hell are you talking about?"

Xu Ji shrugged: "What? Are you afraid that I will knock on the edge of your table?"

Jiang Yu looked shocked: "Why do you—"

"There was a fool who asked me to do math problems that day."

"..." A vague memory emerged, and Jiang Yu pretended to be stupid, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh..." Xu Ji looked thoughtful, and pretended to pick up his mobile phone, "I remember someone recorded a video, right? I'll look for it..."

"and many more--"

Jiang Yu hurriedly got up to stop him, but he didn't expect to use too much force and threw himself on him.

The summer clothes are surprisingly thin, and they cling to Xu Ji's body like octopuses. The silk pajamas in the middle are cool, but they are hotter against the tight skin.

In this tense and embarrassing situation, Jiang Yu's first reaction was actually——

Ya's abs are pretty solid.

The author has something to say: Xu Ji: I have more than just strong abdominal muscles.

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The humble author has run out of manuscripts (vicissitudes of life jpg.)