Talking tablemates chase after me

The rising sun on the first day of the new year festively and softly climbed up the window sill. Ding Jinyu slowly opened his eyes and saw the warm and soft light in the slits of the curtains.

He stretched long, looking lazy and comfortable.

But in the next second when he fully opened his eyes, he was startled by the slightly unfamiliar picture in front of him——

He was still lying on Ming Xi's bed.

The last memory of last night was a hand patting his back with a gentle rhythm, which seemed to have some kind of magical power, and soon he fell into a deep sleep.

But here is a bright room, a completely unfamiliar environment.

No drugs, no stuffed dogs, no sitcoms—

There is nothing he is familiar with here, and even the space of the single bed requires two big boys to curl up to barely squeeze it.

But right here, he slept so comfortably.

He hadn't seen such a bright morning in years, with eyes and mind so clear, without a drop of medicine or the fatigue of insomnia.

He turned to look at Ming Xi beside him.

Bright half of his face was sunken in the soft pillow, and the exposed half of his face seemed to be smiling with satisfaction even in his sleep; the cluster of light from the slits in the curtains shone on his face, but he was more beautiful than the early winter morning. The sun is warmer and softer.

Ding Jinyu wished that she would not be so sober, and soberly realized that Mingshi is already a good medicine for insomnia——

This is the first time he is so sure that his dependence on Ming Xi has reached such a terrible level.

He doesn't need to determine what kind of relationship it is, because no matter what it is, it will eventually belong to two people, between him and Mingxi; and the relationship between two people will never be manipulated by his own will .

That means it's all too easy to get out of hand.

Horribly out of control.

He spent most of his childhood and adolescence out of control and disorder, and everything in his life was not controlled by him.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get into the school he wanted; no matter how frightened he was, he couldn't refuse to move to a completely new family——

This is all his experience.

He learned restraint at a young age, and has been extremely self-disciplined for a long time, because he needs to maintain inner order in a chaotic life.

He studied hard, even at the expense of giving up his beloved violin, and only regarded it as an amateur pastime and hobby, because he knew that the score of the college entrance examination could determine his future direction, and this was the chance for him to control his future life path most likely .

And getting out of control is really scary.

Be it life or love.

He used to be reluctant to part with his grandfather and grandma, and Ding Yinan, but in the end he couldn't keep anyone; now he is used to being alone and has established his own order, but Ming Xi broke in again.

He doesn't hate this kind of life and Mingxi, not only Mingxi, but also his younger sister, and even Mingxi's family.

But he hates uncertainty.

Even if ordinary male and female students fall in love, graduation is also the season of breaking up, not to mention...

He looked at Ming Xi with all his defenses removed, a little more gentle than usual, but even more deeply melancholy.

It has to be said that Mingxi is very kind to him, so considerate and considerate, but Mingxi is also very kind to others.

Ming Xi's dimples are beautiful, but they never belong to him alone.

Except for the hug in the little square last night——

Mingxi's hug was also very warm, a temperature that made people reluctant to let go. Mingxi's hand around his waist was not particularly hard, but it was very comfortable.

But what if it's a little special?

He was not once the only grandson of his grandparents, Ding Yinan's only younger brother.

Even if birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of nature that no one can escape, Ding Yinan felt helpless in sending him away. Even if he didn't understand it back then, he understands it now.

He didn't hate Ding Yinan, but he knew too well those powerless people.

To continue to maintain the current relationship with Mingxi, he may not define it, but he has to be afraid; if this deepening dependence stops abruptly one day, what kind of chaos will his world return to.

Nestled in the warm and soft quilt, seeing the warm and soft people sleeping peacefully beside him, he shivered inwardly, got up, changed his clothes and rushed out of the room almost in a gesture of escape.

Ming's father and grandma have already woken up, and they are taking Mingmei to bask in the sun in the yard. Ding Jinyu tried his best to restrain himself, greeted the two elders politely, and skillfully coaxed his younger sister, and left in a hurry before Mingxi woke up. .

Get away, hide away, even like an ostrich.

Instead of letting his world fall into an unknown chaos after Ming Xi left, it is better to take advantage of the present to minimize all uncertainties.

At least he is controlling Ming Xi's whereabouts, then he can still control his own world.

Supplementary lessons are the practice of all key high schools. Just after the fifteenth year of the new year, the second grade of No. [-] Middle School has already returned to school collectively.

When Mr. Song entered the classroom with a stack of information forms to be filled in for the new semester, he immediately saw Ding Jinyu sitting at the door, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

Before the class bell rang, the whole classroom was noisy, and a classmate who hadn’t seen him during the winter vacation was busy fighting, chatting, and rushing homework.

"You can't see it when you sit in the back." Before Teacher Song could ask, Ding Jinyu raised his head and pushed his glasses in a timely manner, "I won't block the students behind me when I sit here."

Ding Jinyu changed her seat to the doorway in the first row of the classroom, so as not to block the students behind.

He finished all the questions Mr. Song wanted to ask, so he could only sigh softly and nod his head.

"Wait a while for you to copy your homework." She walked up to the podium, her voice overshadowing the noise in the classroom, "Take down all the forms first and fill them out."

As soon as Ming Xi and Zhou Hao walked near the classroom, they heard Teacher Song's voice, and hurried to the door.

The two were pushing and shoving each other who would call the "report" first, but Zhou Hao watched Mingxi's eyes look towards the door of the classroom. He watched Mingxi's eyes turn cold, and even pushed and shoved. His hands were frozen in the air.

Ding Jinyu at the door of the classroom, and the empty seat by the window in the back row——

Across the farthest diagonal line, like the start of school, which is a headache for all students, many things cannot be avoided after all.