Xunshan

Ji Weizhi froze.Suddenly there was a warm touch on his chest, and the hard metal key slipped into the front pocket.

"go home……"

Ji Weizhi's nose was sore. It would be useless to cry at this moment. He tried to bear it: "I wanted to go home many times before."

During the many nights of starvation, cold, abuse and taunting, he wanted to go home countless times.But the person shouting in the dream is thousands of miles away, where is his home?

Sheng Sui's palms tightened, and his nails almost dug into the flesh, leaving a faint crescent moon mark.

"I'm sorry." Er Ye couldn't count how many times he apologized.

Ji Weizhi walked away quickly.The memories here are so warm, like dreams, Ji Weizhi just wants to dream well, and doesn't want to be unhappy for a long time, even if he is drunk for a long time.

He opened the locked door and entered the same bedroom as it was seven years ago.

It is a small room with many stars and tanks painted on the ceiling, tall books are stacked in the bookcase on the left, and two cups are placed on the desk.Because the little Weizhi had a strong sense of territory back then, Sheng Sui was not allowed to touch his water glass. Sheng Sui stayed in the other courtyard for a long time, so he had to drink water, so he had to buy two.

Looking around at all this, Ji Weizhi's eyes were wet again, trying to calm down, and walked to the bookcase.

"This is the first book you gave me." Holding back his tears, Ji Weizhi took out the book with a red cover and yellowed corners, "After leaving the other courtyard, I bought the same book."

Sheng Sui was also a little moved, and his voice was not steady: "You bought a copy yourself?"

"When I first entered the military school, the situation on the battlefield was not good. The brothers were fighting desperately on the front line, fighting in the temple, which made everyone feel very depressed. But every time I was suffering, tired, or injured, I could think of the title page. All of a sudden, I forgot all the troubles, I just felt that even if you are gone, you are still looking at the same sun as me."

Sheng Sui suddenly opened his eyes wide.He didn't expect that a sentence he wrote casually would be remembered by young people for so long.

Ji Weizhi turned to the first page, and the handwriting on the paper was strong and powerful, pen and ink penetrating into it.

[Everything is different, but this way is not alone. ]

"So, no matter what outsiders say about you later, I don't believe it." Ji Weizhi's eyes were still red, but his mood was completely different from just now, "I know that the person who can write this sentence cannot be a 'running dog'' Profiteer'."

Sheng Sui clenched his fists in the dark.

Ji Weizhi paused as he spoke, and touched the target hanging beside the bookcase, "Is this the one you used when you first taught me how to practice a gun?"

Sheng Sui was distracted by what he said just now, before he could recover, he hurriedly responded when he heard someone shouting, "Huh? Yes."

Ji Weizhi sighed, and said with mixed feelings, "There are so many memories."

I don't know whether these words are bitter or sweet, Sheng Sui didn't dare to answer.

"What about this? Have you read it?" Ji Weizhi took out the blue notebook from the innermost part of the bookcase and dangled it in front of Sheng Sui.

Sheng Sui shook his head: "No."

Ji Wei knew it or not: "Haven't you opened it once?"

"This is your diary. I remember that when you wrote the diary, you were always sneaky, and I was most taboo to read it."

Ji Weizhi lowered his head, unable to tell whether it was regret or relief: "I won't let you watch it, but you really don't want to watch it?"

"if not?"

"Nothing." Ji Weizhi looked around for another week.

He saw the mirror that was broken in two, probably because he didn't keep it when he snatched it from the ruins; there was also a phonograph that was still working, when he loved to listen to "Song Girl at the End of the World", Sheng Sui used this song to teach him how to dance friendship Wu; at the bottom of the bookcase, there is still a mark carved by him with a knife, which is the cheat sheet he left there when he didn't want to memorize the formula...

Ji Weizhi couldn't help it suddenly, bit his lips tightly, and blushed stubbornly and embarrassingly, "You spent so much effort to get these back, why?"

Sheng Sui couldn't stand him like this, he frantically looked for a handkerchief, but he searched all over his body and found only one.

He didn't want to give it away.With sharp eyes, the young man reached out and grabbed it.

The word "Ji" was crookedly embroidered with black thread on the Supa, which looked like it had been around for many years.

Ji Weizhi cried so much that his eyes were dazzled, he squinted his eyes vaguely, and said in a pause: "Look, this is the handkerchief I gave you on Qingming Festival when I was 15 years old."

"..."

Ji Weizhi frowned tightly, held back tears, and couldn't hold back: "You even kept this, which means you remember it, right?"

Sheng Sui's throat moved, but he didn't speak.

Ji Weizhi had a sore nose, his voice changed, and his crying was pitiful: "Obviously you are so reluctant...then you shouldn't hate me, right?"

"En." Sheng Sui responded hoarsely.How can you hate it?Seeing the person in front of him crying, he was so distressed that he didn't know what to do.

"Then why do you have to leave?" Ji Wei didn't understand, and subconsciously grabbed the corner of Sheng Sui's clothes, "After you left, I didn't have a good life, not at all.

"The pen you gave me is broken. It was the only thing I had time to take with me, and it was broken..."

Sheng Sui paused, walked to his side, squatted down to keep parallel with the sitting people, and comforted: "It's okay."

"That's the first gift you gave me." Ji Weizhi said to himself, his eyes were red, and he buried his head in his hands, brewing and suppressing his emotions, "It's broken."

At that time, Ji Wei knew that he was determined to make a clean break with Sheng Sui, and he returned all the money Sheng Sui had sent him without making a single move.As far as seniority is concerned, it's not like he can't find him in business, but Sheng Quan said that the Sheng family doesn't want to see this kid, so which respectable family would dare to help him?

In order to make ends meet, Ji Weizhi had to go to the pier to run errands for others, and worked in the rice store at night. He only had fragmentary time a day to review and prepare for the exam, and he had to spare time for physical training.

Those who are in power know that Sheng Quan hates Ji Weizhi, and seeing that the child has no backer, they take pleasure in bullying him. Even the owner of the rice shop happily uses his abused wounds to ask Mr. Sheng for credit.

The most helpless time was when he was spotted by a wealthy family and forced to take the exam for the young son of the family.Ji Wei knows where he is willing to agree. If he is found out, he will not be able to take the exam in his life.On the night of rejecting the family, Ji Weizhi was surrounded by a group of people, and was beaten for no reason in the dark alley—the pen was broken at that time.

"Second Master...it was thrown into the soil, so dirty that I don't even recognize it." Ji Weizhi murmured, not knowing whether he was talking about a pen or a person, "It's so cold, it's not good, I'm really having a bad time, I miss home so much..."

He would not say these words to others, but when facing Sheng Sui, he wanted people to know his unwillingness and miss.Although this special treatment is surprising, direct, and cruel to the other party.

Sheng Sui felt as if someone had hung his heart with a thin string, and his internal organs were so painful that he couldn't breathe: "Then hit me twice."

He approached, put his hand around the young man's head, gently ran down his hair, and hugged him into his arms: "I didn't arrange it well. You blame me, you should."

The young man sniffled and wiped his tears on Sheng Sui's expensive coat in a fit of anger.

The man let him rub, and patted his hands softly and slowly, as if to lull him to sleep, "I won't leave this time, I really won't leave."

Sheng Sui thought, in the past, he was the one who came and left whenever he wanted, and Ji Weizhi was always the one who watched him being left behind.It shouldn't be like this.

He took a deep breath, and swore in a very gentle and sincere tone: "From now on, I am the only one who will watch you leave."

Hearing this, Ji Weizhi suddenly stopped crying, wrapped his arms around his waist, and looked at him tearfully, like a cute and helpless boy at the age of 13.

The little wolf baring his teeth and claws stopped making noise, and let others wipe his eyes with a low eyebrow.

Ji Weizhi wondered hopelessly, why did Sheng Sui always do things in silence, making his teeth itch with anger and his heart trembling with joy?

The sound of drums came from outside, bang bang, which made people flustered in the quiet snowy night.

Three times.It means to urge people to go home.

If you don't go back, you can't go back.

"Wei Zhi, the curfew is about to begin." Sheng Sui maintained a kneeling posture, took back the handkerchief, and put it in his pocket.

Ji Weizhi guessed what he wanted to say, and said softly with a nasal voice, "Yes."

Sheng Sui wasn't sure whether he answered or not, so he continued to probe: "It's still snowing outside, it's very dangerous to drive."

Ji Weizhi turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Yuchen Sasha.The ground was white, and the windows were covered with frost.

"Yeah." He touched his red nose, a little embarrassed.

What does the light "um" mean?Sheng Sui simply made it clear: "So, you may...can't get out."

"En." Ji Weizhi buried his head even lower.

Afraid that these words were not clear enough, Sheng Sui invited bluntly: "Why don't you stay tonight?"