run to him

The cold medicine took effect quickly, or it might be because of willpower. I thought the color test in the afternoon would be muddled and perfunctory, but Lin Chan's mind was clearer than ever.

Even better than usual.

It's just that Lin Chan got up too violently at the end, and Lin Chan was a little dizzy, so she quickly supported the table.He knew that his complexion was no better than that at noon, so he handed in the papers, picked up his bag and left the examination room.

Standing in the corridor and blowing the wind for a minute, he managed to get over the discomfort. Just as he let out a breath, Zhang Xiaotu ran over bluffing.

For them, the joint entrance exam was the first major exam, and no one dared not take it seriously.

Now that it's over, Zhang Xiaotu and Lin Chan walked out side by side for about ten minutes, and they joined other students again, and the intermingling of their voices gave him a headache.He couldn't help slowing down, and unknowingly hung at the end, a solitary black spot in the throng of people.

"Hey, Lin Chan!" Zhang Xiaotu turned his head, "We're going to eat frogs at night, do you want to go together?"

"No, I..."

"Oh yes, you have caught a cold." Zhang Xiaotu smiled understandingly, intentionally or unintentionally keeping Lin Chan's blunt words from her mouth, "Have a good rest, I will send you food photos tonight—"

"Zhang Jiahui." Lin Chan called her by her name seriously, and then softened her tone with a blink of an eye after a pause, "You guys have fun."

Zhang Xiaotu grabbed the shoulder of a female classmate next to her, and stuck out her tongue at Lin Chan.

They walked to the door together and lined up to report their mental journeys to Chi Nian one by one. They talked as much as Zhang Xiaotu, wishing they could talk from morning to night. Chi Nian, who had always been patient, showed a helpless expression.

When it was Lin Chan's turn, he put his hands in the pockets of his coat and answered concisely: "Play normally."

Chi Nian said that's good, he seemed to have to tell Lin Chan a few more words, but Zhang Xiaotu and the other two boys rushed forward, dragged Chi Nian away forcibly, and dragged him to eat together.

Lin Chan: "Hi, teacher, goodbye, teacher—"

Teachers and classmates all left.

After the time when the exam just ended, more than half of the people in the exam room and those waiting for the end were reduced, and there were fewer and fewer people who gathered to chat scatteredly, with depressed expressions, and those who were excited.

Lin Chan turned her head, and at the parking space across the street, Jing Ye got off the car at some point and waited for him by the side of the road.

Still wearing the same pair of framed glasses, with disheveled hair and a dazed expression.When he found Lin Chan, Jing Ye's confused eyes slowly focused, and then he waved slightly at him.

Lin Chan blinked.

Since junior high school, Lin Fangfei has never held a parent-teacher meeting for Lin Chan. Grandma and grandpa sit in a big classroom and are at odds with the parents. Always empty.There is also the exam, he has not been picked up much, and he will go home by himself without the company of his classmates.

At first I would feel lost and a little lonely, but then I gradually got used to it, and it didn't matter much.He knew that no one would catch him, and it would be fine if he didn't look back.

but now……

When the traffic lights changed, Lin Chan briskly ran across the zebra crossing and ran towards Jing Ye.

"Why don't you wait in the car?" Lin Chan buckled up her seat belt, no matter how calm she looked, she couldn't hide the joy in her words.

Although Jing Ye was not a professional actor, he worked with several film crews and worked hard to capture the inner activities of others.Although Lin Chan thought that he had concealed his happiness well, in his opinion it was almost beyond words.

After thinking about it, Jing Ye didn't lie or practice Tai Chi: "I was waiting in the car, but I saw other parents gathered at the door...then get out of the car and wait."

"You're not my parent." Lin Chan muttered, and quickly smoothed the corners of her mouth.

Jing Ye: "Oh, you are not rare."

Lin Chan was taken aback for a moment, but didn't answer for a short while, only staring at her fingers.

"Okay." Jing Ye realized that he was a little ambiguous, and changed the subject in his voice, "I just chatted with my teacher and classmates for a long time, why didn't I go with them?"

Lin Chan: "How do you know they invited me?"

"Dining after the big exam is a traditional virtue." Jing Ye ran off the train casually, seeing Lin Chan's eyes curled up and half of her face hidden in her collar, she couldn't help asking, "Are you...have a bad relationship with them?"

Lin Chan almost laughed: "No, my classmates get on very well."

Jing Ye said so, he drove the car onto the main road, and easily reported the recipe to Lin Chan: "Grandpa and grandma said to celebrate your passing the exam, and stewed chicken soup tonight, don't eat too greasy when you have a cold..."

Lin Chan was probably in a really good mood, and she wasn't angry when she was "educated" by Jing Ye in such a tone, and even obediently complied, which made Jing Ye a little at a loss.He drove seriously, his palms were a little sweaty, he took time to glance at Lin Chan, and thought strangely: Could it be that the cloudy weather before was really too stressful?

Driving on the viaduct, the cold wind blows in from a window that was opened for ventilation. Jing Ye just wanted to ask if it was cold, but Lin Chan turned her head and asked with bright eyes: "By the way, do you eat candy?"

Jing Ye let out an "ah": "What candy?"

"This." Lin Chan pulled out her hand from her pocket and spread it out, "I left you a green apple."

Before the color test started, he met Zhang Xiaotu and casually asked if there was any candy left.Zhang Jiahui may be a serious lover of sweets, so she directly took out a bag of newly bought ones, tore them open and let Lin Chan choose.

Whether Zhang Xiaotu's starting point is caring for the patients or spreading sweetness indiscriminately is no longer clear. Lin Chan chose and took two.

He had already eaten the lychees, and he left the green apples for Jing Ye.

When Jing Ye saw the name on the transparent wrapping paper, the corners of his peach-blossom eyes slanted, with a warm crimson color: "Forget it, you can eat it, I remember you like this."

"Do you remember?" Lin Chan felt a slight heat in her heart.

"That's right." Jing Ye recalled that when he was a teenager, his tone was very soft and soft, as if telling a quiet story, "The sugar bowls in my supermarket were all eaten up by you. Grandma found out later and turned a blind eye. Close one eye, we are all good friends, so she acquiesced..."

"Why give me two?"

Jing Ye's words were interrupted: "Huh?"

On the road along the river, overhead, a light rail is piercing through the rising mist at dusk.

Lin Chan asked: "Every time you give me two, why?"

"This one..." Jing Ye tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "At first, I followed whatever flavors I gave you, but then I found out that you seem to like lychees and green apples in particular."

Lin Chan lowered her head, the light in her eyes dimmed for a moment, but her heartbeat did not slow down.

"Every time I look at me like that... I can't choose which one I like more." When Jing Ye said this, he couldn't help laughing, "Then I'll give it to you."

The green apple candy in the palm lay quietly, trembling occasionally with the bumps of the car.

Lin Chan pushed aside the candy wrapper, handed it to Jing Ye's mouth, and insisted that he eat it.

Jing Ye: "Oh, it's really unnecessary, uh...I'm driving...well, don't hold it up so high that you block your sight!"

At least he got the candy in, and Lin Chan watched Jing Ye's expression intently, trying to find some emotion on his face, but Lin Chan couldn't describe it herself.

He didn't want Jing Ye to give way to him all the time out of the standpoint of "friend" and "brother", but he couldn't help but want to ask, "Will you give me everything I want?"

Lin Chan didn't ask, his throat moved: "Is it sweet?"

"It's delicious." Jing Ye said reminiscently, because he was a little slurred because of the sugar in his mouth.

After the college entrance examination, Lin Chan found a weekend and officially moved into Jing Ye's house.

Despite saying "don't sleep with you", I finally compromised with reality.It's just that they are two big boys after all, unlike when they were young, they could make do with each other casually, so Jing Ye asked his mother to make two quilts.

For the Jing family's parents who have always loved Lin Chan, this is a big event at the end of the year.Ye Xiaohui got up early in the morning, picked Jing Ye up from the bed in the bedroom, changed the bedding, and cleaned the house together with grandma, while grandpa and Jing Juntao went to the vegetable market, preparing to let Brother Tao clean the house. Kobayashi made a welcome banquet.

Usually Ye Xiaohui cooks, but when it comes to grand occasions, Jing Juntao is usually the one to do it.Jing Ye agreed with his mother's statement: Dad's cooking is better than others.

But to equate Lin Chan's stay with New Year's Eve, Jing Ye really thinks it's too exaggerated.

When Ye Xiaohui took out the new pillow specially bought for Lin Chan, he finally couldn't help it, leaned against the bedroom door frame and said, "Mom, why do you like Lin Chan so much?"

"Huh?" Ye Xiaohui concentrated on filling the pillow, and said after hearing the words, "You are cute and sensible! You, even if someone is half obedient, you won't make me angry..."

There were some clichés in the end, Jing Ye's ears felt callused, and he took the opportunity to escape.

"Where are you going?" Ye Xiaohui was just being perfunctory, but now she caught Jing Ye straight, "You go to Xiao Lin's house, I heard that his uncle came to pick up grandpa and grandma today, and help carry the luggage!"

Jing Ye: "Uncle must have brought someone..."

Ye Xiaohui raised her eyebrows: "Will you go?"

Jing Ye bowed his hands to Ye Xiaohui neatly, grabbed the coat on the hanger, and walked away without saying a word.

It took a detour to get to Lin Chan’s grandmother’s neighborhood. When Jing Ye passed by the supermarket, he went in and got two lollipops——when he first met Lin Chan, he took a lollipop, but everything was so embarrassing that day. The lollipops he gave didn't go out either—he ate the strawberry milk by himself, and put the flavor of coffee into his sleeves.

An X7 was parked at the corner outside the unit building, and Jing Ye recognized it as Lin Manchuan's car.He saw no acquaintances anywhere, he stood under the tree, thinking.

If you can avoid greetings with the parents, you can simply send a message and ask Lin Chan to take the things and go directly with him.

Jing Ye crushed the lollipop, took out his phone and looked for the dialogue with Lin Chan.

Ever since he found out that no matter what he sent Lin Chan, he liked to reply to that "happy" little yellow face and somehow felt cold behind him, Jing Ye didn't send Lin Chan much on WeChat.

Once bitten by a snake, Jing Ye certainly didn't have such serious sequelae, so he could use other methods to contact Lin Chan within a short period of time... But he forgot his QQ password, otherwise even in this case, he would not be able to contact Lin Chan. I don't really want to open WeChat, there is no other reason, the last item in the chat history is still a little yellow face.

Jing Ye closed his eyes and convinced himself: "It's okay, real people are still polite when they see you, what emoticons are you afraid of?"

Type and press send, hoping to cure the PTSD of the happy little yellow face.

Liulei Te Maotou: I have arrived at your house downstairs, have you put away your things?

Red exclamation mark.

System prompt: Your message has been sent, but it was rejected by the other party.

At noon at the end of December, the river wind blows from the water to the land, the leaves rustle, and the sun disappears.Jing Ye shivered, looked up, his face was full of disbelief behind the black-rimmed glasses.

Hacked...?

Why is he Lin Chan again? !