Picked up a crying bag

In the end, Zhang Tian still came out to smooth things over and left Xu Yan to eat with them.

After eating, the four of them sent Xu Yan home first, and then went home separately.

On Monday, the papers for their half-term exam were handed out, Jing Jihe lost his nerve, and Zhang Tian and others passed the exam to the upper-middle level.

There are a total of 500 people in their grade, and there are 33 people in the class.

No. 40 eighth in Jing Ji's grade, class No. 7.

He Shiyong is the 20th in grade, No. [-] in class.

Zhang Tian ranked 230th in his grade and No. 13 in his class.

Kou Bai is first in grade and first in class.

Jing Ji looked at his report card with a complicated expression. He miscalculated. He thought that as long as he controlled each subject at the level of just passing, he should be ranked in the lower middle of the grade, but he didn't expect that he would directly rush to the top of the grade. Fifty.

In the final analysis, Jing Ji miscalculated the strength of Qingyang No. [-] High School. He knew that Qingyang No. [-] High School was the worst school in the mountain city, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

But it was Kou Bai who found it even more unbelievable than Jing Ji.

He didn't control the points like Jing Ji, he really took the test seriously.But he deliberately taught the blank paper in chemistry, and even if he taught the blank paper in chemistry, he still ranked first in the grade.

Kou Bai was also dumbfounded with his report card. He originally wanted to act in front of Yin Xiu as a character whose grades plummeted because he couldn't keep up with his studies when he transferred to another school, but he failed before he even started.

Depressedly, the two of them took the report card and prepared to change positions. This exam directly scattered the four of them to various places in the classroom.

Kou Bai sat first in the first row, with a boy wearing glasses on the right.

Jing Ji sat second in the second row, and there were girls on the left and right sides.

Zhang Tian sits third in the third row, with a boy on the left and a girl on the right.

He Shiyong sat fifth in the fourth row, with a girl on the left.

Fortunately, there were not many people in their class, and they were not far apart.

After changing positions, Kou Bai and Zhang Tian adapted well.

Kou Bai's deskmate is not very talkative, but Kou Bai can turn his head and talk to Jing Ji's deskmate.

But Jing Ji's tablemate is a shy girl, because Kou Bai looks tall and strong, not easy to mess with, so she doesn't dare to talk to Kou Bai.

As for Zhang Tian, ​​he is basically a social butterfly in class three, he can chat with others no matter where he is.

However, Jing Ji and He Shiqi fell into autism. Jing Ji didn't like to communicate with others, and now she either sleeps or plays with her mobile phone all day long.

He Shiyi, on the other hand, no one wants to talk to him, he is basically a transparent person in the class, and it is better after Jing Ji transfers.

Because of this change of location, Zhang Tian suggested that they make an appointment for a meal every week to get in touch with each other.

As a result, this weekly dinner appointment became the time when Jing Ji and He Shiqi talked the most.

...

The days passed day by day, and it will soon be Double Eleven.

This year's Double Eleven event started very early, and major merchants or bloggers began to warm up towards the end of October.

But Jing Ji didn't realize it until November [-]th. He was sitting in the classroom with his head buried in the selection of things on Taobao.

You need to stock up on skin care products, paper towels, and clothes.

He took a fancy to a down jacket, which cost more than 2000 yuan, and pre-ordered two pieces without blinking an eye.

In addition, he also chose a mobile phone, which was almost [-] at zero o'clock, and it took a long time for the final payment.

After finishing the final payment, Jing Ji put down her phone and lay down on the bed silently.

In the past few days, He Shike went home to sleep, saying that his mother seemed to be in a bad state, and he wanted to go back and observe for a few days.

He Shiqi made a lot of sandwiches for Jing Ji, fearing that Jing Ji would be hungry at night.

But Jing Ji had finished eating the sandwich a few days ago, and Jing Ji, who was used to being served by He Shiyong, couldn't accept that there was nothing to eat at night.

Especially when there is no food made by He Shiqi, Jing Ji thought depressingly.

After rolling back and forth on the bed for a few times, Jing Ji was so hungry that he couldn't fall asleep, coupled with the ear-piercing sound of an ambulance outside, he couldn't be quiet at all.

He had no choice but to sit up abruptly, intending to find something to eat.

After leaving the bedroom door, Jing Ji drank a bottle of milk while searching for something to eat in the refrigerator.

There is no instant food in the refrigerator, he originally wanted to buy instant food, but He Shiyong refused because he thought he could cook it.

In the end, Jing Ji had no choice but to take out a bag of dry bread and ate it like chewing wax.

There is also a kitten meowing next to it, as if saying that you are miserable.

......Um?The kitten is meowing?

The ambulance outside was so loud that Jing Ji almost didn't hear the kitten meowing.

He walked to the balcony for no apparent reason, the kittens should be asleep at this time, woke up by fright?

Walking to the balcony, Jing Ji saw the two kittens who were supposed to be sleeping in the cat's litter, they were both grabbing the edge of the cat cage and squeezing each other.

It's like trying to get out of the cat cage.

"What's their name?" Jing Ji squatted in front of the cat cage, looking at the two kittens.

"Meow meow meow, meow meow meow."

He was answered by louder meows from the two kittens.

I don't understand either, Jing Ji thought in her heart.

Could it be that you are hungry?

Recently, they have quit feeding the kitten at night, but from time to time, they can still hear the kitten waking up and meowing at night.

It's just that it was called earlier today.

"Hungry?" Jing Ji took a bite of the bread and said, "Wait."

Jing Ji stood up and put the milk on the dining table, then poured cat food for the kitten with a piece of bread in her mouth.

After the cat food was poured, Jing Ji thought about it and squeezed a cat stick into the kitten.

While mixing the cat strips and cat food, he said to himself: "Eat better for you, don't eat bread like me."

After mixing it well, he put the bowl in, and then Jing Ji mixed another half bowl of goat's milk and put it beside him.

The two kittens who had been weaned for a while, seemed to be smelling, meowed happily a few times, and then began to eat wildly.

Doesn't care about image at all.

After the cat finished eating and went back to sleep in the cat's den, Jing Ji went back to her bedroom.

He glanced at his mobile phone boredly, originally he just wanted to check the time.

But he was shocked by the countless missed calls on his mobile phone, all of which were caused by He Shiqi.

What is He Shiqi calling him so late?Looking at the ten to one point displayed on the screen of the phone, Jing Ji subconsciously thought that something happened to He Shiji, right?

Jing Ji sat up from the bed and quickly dialed back the phone.

The phone rang over and over and no one answered.

He panicked and started to walk outside.

Jing Ji went out directly, knocked on the door of He Shiqi's house, and made another phone call at the same time.

"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong." Because of his eagerness, he knocked on the door with great force.

It is abrupt and exaggerated in such a quiet environment at night.

Nobody, nobody, nobody.

No one opened the door or answered the phone.

Jing Ji's face was stained with panic, he couldn't get in touch with He Shike, and he didn't know what happened to He Shike, at this moment he could only be like ants on a hot pot, running around in a hurry, but he couldn't do anything .

"Fuck."

Why don't you answer the phone?Why are you calling me so many times if you don't answer the phone?Forget it outside!

Jing Ji punched He Shiyong's door hard.

"Ding Ding Ding!" At this moment his cell phone rang.

"Fuck!" Jing Ji withdrew her hand as if electrocuted, obviously frightened by the ringtone.

He picked up the phone irritably: "Hello? What's the matter?"

"I'm sorry, I'm fine, I'm fine already." He Shiji's voice came.

Although He Shiqi's voice was very calm, Jing Ji still keenly sensed that He Shiqi's mood was not right.Although he pretended to be calm, he still felt the tiny tremor.

"Do you think I believe your nonsense?" Jing Ji asked coldly.

"..." There was a silence on the phone.

Jing Ji was laughed angrily, and kicked the door violently, "Where is it? Tell me!"

"At the district hospital." After saying these words, He Shike's tears dripped like broken beads.

He broke down and cried: "I'm in the hospital, woo woo woo, he, He Ya, something happened to her, He Ya, my mother..."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll be right there, I'll be right there." Jing Ji almost ran down the stairs at flying speed, and ran towards the outside of the procuratorate.

"Jing Ji, Jing Ji, He Ya is dead, my mother is dead." He Shiyong sat on the cold corridor of the hospital, trembling all over.

Jing Ji stopped abruptly, and stood there in a daze, looking at the boundless night.

died?

When Mingming saw He Ya last time, she was so healthy and so rude, why did she die?

It took Jing Ji a while to regain his voice, he swallowed, and said with difficulty: "I'll be right there, I'll be there right away, don't be afraid."

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Jing Ji stood on the street with his fingers frozen, but he didn't catch a car.

He ran forward frantically, the wind howling by his ears.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Jing Ji panted to comfort He Shiqi.

Only the sound of He Shiyong crying and Jing Ji's panting sound remained on the phone.

But neither chose to hang up the phone.

Finally, Jing Ji saw a shared battery car by the electric pole on the side of the road. He rushed to the shared battery car and scanned it with his mobile phone.

Dip, the message that the battery car is low in power popped up on the phone.

"Fuck you." Jing Ji kicked on the telephone pole.

He stood on the spot and looked around anxiously. The street was completely silent, not even a single ghost. He pulled his hair violently

Um?At this time, Jing Ji saw a car reversed in the grass next to him.

Jing Ji had no time to think about his obsession with cleanliness, he stepped into the mud of the grass and lifted the car out from inside.

It is a shared bicycle.

Jing Ji found a map, scanned the bicycle, and rushed towards the district hospital.

There were no cars on the street, and Jing Ji didn't have time to obey the traffic rules, so she ran through the red light.

After riding for 10 minutes, Jing Ji arrived at the gate of the district hospital, where the lights were brightly lit.

He locked the shared bicycle and asked out of breath, "I, ha ha, ha ha, I'm here, ha, where are you?"

"I'm here," He Shiqi slightly raised his head and looked around: "General Surgery, Operation Room 2."

"Okay." Jing Ji took a deep breath and ran towards the hospital.

A few minutes later, Jing Ji appeared at the door of the operating room, and he saw He Shiyong leaning against the wall, curled up and sitting on the ground.

There was no one around, and it was eerily quiet.

He took two steps forward lightly, and finally hugged He Shijie violently.

"I'm here, I'm here." Jing Ji said.

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The author has something to say: Ah, the sixth day is finished.

Hugs to our timid little friend.