run to him

For Jing Ye, New Year's Eve is an ordinary Thursday...not necessarily so.

After the winter solstice, a new round of cold wave is ushering in all parts of the country. There are more rainy and snowy weather in the south, and the hot search entries for the first snow in various places are constantly being refreshed.Chongqing was lucky to escape the catastrophe, and it is quite sunny.

Brilliant winter days are rare, but the temperature does not rise much because of it.

Jing Ye took out the 2-minute milk bottle from the bowl filled with hot water, lifted the lid, and was about to drink it when he heard footsteps behind him and turned around: "Are you up?"

"Well, good morning, brother." Lin Chan put on her school uniform and picked up the bread she bought the night before from the dining table, "I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute." Jing Ye called to stop him.

Lin Chan, who bit off half a piece of bread in one bite, lowered her head to change her shoes, and looked at him upon hearing this.

Lin Chan woke up late that day, only enough time for him to brush his teeth and wash his face, and he didn't have time to comb his hair. Some of the long bangs were randomly pulled up by the teenager to reveal his eyebrows and eyes. They were unkempt, and they looked a little cute after a long time—Lin Chan always inadvertently She revealed her soft side, shed her indifference and laziness, like a harmless little animal.

Jing Ye rubbed Lin Chan's hair skillfully. He felt that it was soft and fluffy and comfortable to touch. He was in a good mood and handed the bottle of milk to Lin Chan.

He didn't speak, Lin Chan was confused for a moment, just got up, he was probably a little dazed, forgot that he didn't like milk and milk very much, standing in the porch with a glass bottle, not afraid of getting hot, just gurgled a few sips and drank most of it.

Then he seemed to be dying after drinking half sober, and pushed back to Jing Ye: "Stop drinking... I'm going to be late."

After saying that, Lin Chan pushed open the door and rushed downstairs regardless of the cold air.

In the living room, the wall clock just pointed to seven o'clock.

Jing Ye took a few steps to the window, and not long after, he saw Lin Chan, wrapped in school uniform, hurried out of the unit building, raised his voice, and called him angrily: "Be careful, remember to wait for me after school——"

The boy was stopped by his sudden voice and almost fell down.

Almost unable to catch up with the prime time of the bus, Lin Chan actually stopped. He raised his head and made a disrespectful gesture towards Jing Ye expressionlessly, and then ran away in stride.

"This kid." Jing Ye laughed dumbly, "It's not a good habit to hold up the middle finger..."

He watched Lin Chan's figure disappear at the gate of the community, whistled, walked to the kitchen, drank the leftover milk Lin Chan drank, and then cleaned the glass bottle and put it in the milk box at the door .

In the early morning, grandparents go out to catch the morning market, Lin Chan goes to school, only he wakes up and is fine.

It was still a while before his parents got up, Jing Ye thought about it, and went downstairs to buy breakfast for his parents.

In addition to an extra bottle of fresh milk in the morning, the biological clock has also changed from "one o'clock in the evening to eleven o'clock in the morning" to the current "twelve o'clock in the evening and 06:30 in the morning". In terms of these changes...

Lin Chan contributed a lot.

With everything planned, Lin Chan only has one week to move into Jing Ye's house.

On the day of the move, Lin Fangfei was the host and invited five members of the Jing family to have a meal.During the dinner, Aunt Lin, whom Jing Ye had never met, thanked his mother, and his parents exchanged cups, and after drinking too much, they began to reminisce about the friendship between the two families and three generations. play cell phone.

Although Xiaoman and Zhao Lu repeatedly ordered him not to read fans' private messages, it was impossible for Jing Ye to bear this kind of thing.

It hasn't been exposed for a while, but the private message feedback is better than expected.Most of the people urged him to post selfies, and then there were some "take care of your body" and "take your time without rushing". Jing Ye looked at it and his mood improved a little bit.

He was flipping through the stock of his photo album, intending to send a bonus to fans who urged him to take selfies, when a WeChat notification popped up on the top of his phone.

Lin Chan: What are you looking at?

Jing Ye was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head after confirming again, and glanced at the person sitting next to him.After meeting Lin Chan's gaze, he pointed to the phone and asked silently: Is there anything I can't say directly?

Another message popped up.

Lin Chan: I don’t want to talk

Jing Ye understood, so he simply chatted with him on WeChat, and seeing that the records were all there, the red exclamation mark came into view and couldn't help but smile, teasing Lin Chan: "Get me out of the blacklist?"

Lin Chan: There will be contact in the future

Lin Chan: whatever

Jing Ye, who was awkward in the words, felt at ease physically and mentally, and even temporarily forgot why Lin Chan blocked himself, happily picked a new cat head from the emoticon package library, and sent it to Lin Chan court.

Tears special cat head: [kitten stickers.gif]

Lin Chan: ...

After being puzzled for a second, Jing Ye was about to ask "Isn't this cat cute?" when he heard a chuckle in his ear.

He didn't turn his head, but the dining table was narrow, and the two of them were crowded together, and you could see the other's expressions and movements from the corner of your eye: Lin Chan leaned on the back of the chair, lowered her head slightly, and the corners of her eyes were drooping because of that. The laughter was even more curved, like a pair of light and small crescent moons, with twinkling light leaking out of them.

The corners of Lin Chan's brows and eyes have the unique youthful feeling of a teenager. Jing Ye walked around the edge of Vanity Fair and saw all kinds of professional fake smiles. At the moment, he felt that no one smiled more touchingly than Lin Chan.

From about this time on, his internal struggle of "what if we're going to sleep together" ceased to be an issue.

The smile on his face was just a few feet away, and Jing Ye's thoughts moved. Since the reunion, he had never dared to cross the rules and measures with Lin Chan, and at this moment his tone suddenly jumped out.

Weeping special cat head: I really want to eat ice cream QAQ

Lin Chan: It's too cold

Weeping special cat head: I just want to eat QAQ

Lin Chan: ...

Lin Chan: Where to eat?

Liulei Te Maotou: There is an ice cream truck next to the restaurant, I saw it when I came

Weeping Special Cat Head: Let's run!

The eyes from the side fell on him for a moment, Jing Ye didn't look at him, but his ears felt a little warm.He held the phone in both hands, and wanted to encourage him again and again, Lin Chan tugged at his sleeve.

Those smiling eyes turned towards him sincerely, Lin Chan whispered, "Then let's run."

After leaving the hotel, I found that the ice cream truck had already retreated early due to the cold, and the original location was deserted.

When you really want something but can't eat it, you will be very devastated.Jing Ye stood where he was, reluctant to leave, put his hands in his pockets and put on an extremely depressed dissatisfied posture, regardless of whether he was older than Lin Chan or an older brother, he pouted his lips so badly that he could hang oil bottles, his face was full of displeasure .

"Really want to eat?" Lin Chan asked.

Jing Ye snorted sullenly: "... Forget it."

Lin Chan looked around and said wait for me for a while.

He crossed the road and finally bought Jing Ye a Haagen-Dazs single ball from the convenience store across the street.Because it was too late, there was only vanilla smell, two people stood under the tree, he ate, Lin Chan watched.

"Really don't want it?" Jing Ye picked up a little with a small spoon.

Lin Chan shook her head: "I'm going to apologize to you for being blocked."

Jing Ye thought with peace of mind: Then it should be like this.

He ate happily, not paying attention to Lin Chan's black eyes that were getting darker and darker as he kept looking at him.

The conflict that started at the reunion and was about to erupt on a certain cold winter night, because Lin Chan took the initiative to show affection, hiding some emotions that the two of them had not yet reached a consensus on, Jing Ye chose to shield.

It's a development he likes.

Just like a misunderstanding when I was young and ignorant, a friend is still a friend, and a younger brother is still a younger brother.

If Lin Chan could think the same way, it would be perfect.

Cozyed up by an ice cream, sharing a bed isn't so hard to swallow.Jing Ye's bed is 1.8 meters wide, which takes up 80% of the bedroom. The quilt and pillows are separate. At most, a blanket is added on top when it's cold, and they don't feel like they're bothering each other.

Lin Chan sleeps well, does not kick the quilt, does not hug people or pillows, and even seldom moves around. She can maintain a straight posture from closing her eyes to opening her eyes.

The only downside, probably, is that he has to get up early.

When we were young, everyone slept soundly, and it didn't affect anything.But now that he is older, the quality of his sleep has also fluctuated. Jing Ye doesn't like to sleep in the cage, and if there is any disturbance around him, he will definitely not sleep well.

Then the alarm clock rang, and no matter how lightly Lin Chan changed her clothes, Jing Ye lost sleep more or less.

At first he wished he could knock himself out, but later, sympathizing with senior high school students who didn't get enough sleep at night, Jing Ye unexpectedly quit the Internet addiction two hours before going to bed, got into bed with Lin Chan early, and got up early.

He bought food in the morning and was praised by his parents. In the morning, he accompanied his grandparents to choose vegetables and prepare lunch. In the afternoon, he went to the small supermarket. If you have nothing to do, you might as well go back to Beijing to film."

Jing Ye thought, he will not be scolded anymore, and his work and rest will be healthy.

Living with Lin Chan...it's good.

After New Year's Eve is the New Year's Day holiday, and there are no special arrangements for the studio, so Lin Chan doesn't have to go to the training camp.After hearing the news, Jiang Ziyi didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so he insisted on organizing the boys to celebrate the New Year together.

The car at home is so hard to die. This day, the number is limited. After five o'clock, when Jing Ye took over the work of the small supermarket and arrived at No. [-] Middle School by bus, the get out of class bell had already rang.

On special days, there are more people entering and leaving the school, and the management is looser than usual.Jing Ye reported the name and phone number of his class teacher when he was in high school, and pretended to be on vacation to visit the teacher's graduates, and successfully mixed in.

He hasn't been to school for a long time.

The school road in my memory has changed a bit, the green plants are still the same, but the potted plants have been replaced with new ones, and they are also colorful in winter.The sculptures in the square are still the same, and the leaves of the banyan trees are so green that they are black, but the weather is not good, and there are only dry lotus left on the Yingxia Lake. Jing Ye walked along Fenghua Road and glanced at the undulating buildings in the distance, but did not approach.

The third-year teaching building was easy to find. When Jing Ye arrived, he took out his mobile phone and sent Lin Chan a WeChat message asking where he was.

Just after clicking "Send", a man and a woman abducted from the stairs in the distance.The girl is petite, making the male student next to her look taller and taller. She has long hands and feet, and half of the shoulders of the schoolbag are slightly slumped, and her posture is relaxed.

Jing Ye recognized Lin Chan and did not rush forward.

The posture of the two of them happened to be that Lin Chan's back was facing Jing Ye, and he could clearly see the girl's expression.

He watched the beautiful girl take out an envelope and hand it to Lin Chan, smiled, tied a strand of curly hair behind her ear, and waved to Lin Chan, mouthing as if to say goodbye.

Lin Chan nodded slightly, and the girl turned around and briskly left along the corridor.

Is this a benign interaction between ordinary classmates?

Everything seems to be normal.

Jing Ye frowned unconsciously.

But everything is normal, why does he feel like eating an unripe plum, his throat is sore and bitter, and his eyes are hot and astringent?

A few steps away, Lin Chan was still holding the envelope, took out his cell phone, looked at it, and turned his back to leave. He pressed the screen, and raised the cell phone to his ear as if he was making a call.

Jing Ye held the phone, and before he could feel the vibration for half a second, he met his eyes and subconsciously pressed the green button.

When the phone was connected, Lin Chan's voice rang in his ears and nearby at the same time, overlapping and surrounding him.

"How did you get into school?"