Survival Paradox [Infinite]

Wei Chi only felt his heart suddenly drop, and his mind went blank.

The figure moved and made Ji Jingzhe's voice: "Did you wake up?"

Wei Chi's voice was still a little weak: "Who allowed you to enter my house?"

"Auntie left me the key when she left." Ji Jingzhe said, "I...I just want to come and see you."

Wei Chi endured the intense fear, turned sideways and slapped the bedside lamp on.The lights turned on, illuminating Ji Jingzhe's face, fortunately, he was still a normal person.

Wei Chi calmed down his frenzied heartbeat, and muttered bitterly: "Standing there without saying a word, I don't know who I'm going to scare to death."

As soon as I finished speaking, my stomach groaned.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Wei Chi was quite embarrassed.Ji Jingzhe's bitter and bitter face finally loosened, the corners of his mouth twitched, probably smiling: "Shall I serve you a bowl of noodles?"

Wei Chi: "Don't worry about it, I'll get off by myself, get out."

Ji Jingzhe grinned and went to the kitchen.

Wei Chi fell back on the bed again, the chill of waking up from a nightmare still entangled him like tarsal maggots, making his heart feel tight and aching.

When he got up and walked into the living room, he could already smell the aroma of tomato scrambled eggs.

The living room did not turn on the light, only the kitchen gave off a warm light with a smell of oily smoke, and Ji Jingzhe's back swayed in the half-closed door.

It would be too hypocritical to drive Ji Jingzhe away at this time, he sighed, sat on the sofa and waited.

It's time to clarify with Ji Jingzhe.

Ji Jingzhe is a boy who grew up with him. Their relationship is simple and simple, and complicated is too complicated. It is a mixture of friends, brothers, and enemies...Young love, too much entanglement.His temper is not very good, but he has never been angry with Ji Jingzhe, even during the five years, no matter how hard he swears to himself in his heart, Ji Jingzhe came back to pester him, and in the end he still picked up the light box Lightly uncovered.

In their relationship, it seems that he is the leader, as long as his face is released, Ji Jingzhe will immediately fall into a ball... But it is not true, he knows that the initiative has always been with Ji Jingzhe.

Being a small fudao is just Ji Jingzhe's method, but he is just using this method, he always has nothing to do with Ji Jingzhe.

what else can we do?Is it really a clean break?

But their roots are all intertwined and intertwined, how could it be possible to cut them off?

"Come and eat."

Ji Jingzhe came out of the kitchen with a bowl of tomato fried egg noodles. The apron had not been taken off. It was Zhou Yingchun's "Bambi" pattern. She was enveloped in white air and warm light, very homely.

Wei Chi rubbed his face again, got up and sat down at the dining table.

Ji Jingzhe also pulled out the chair and sat opposite him, propped his chin with both hands, and smiled at him: "You look good, don't you?"

It's really good. Yellow eggs, bright red tomatoes are covered with vermicelli, and shallots are floating on the warm red soup. If you look up a little, you can see a handsome face comparable to a male model in front of you.

Wei Chi didn't answer, picked up the chopsticks and started to eat.

The taste is also very good, he is really hungry and eats quickly.

Ji Jingzhe chatted with him very gently: "Did you have a nightmare?"

He swallowed the last mouthful of noodles and said, "No, just an ordinary dream."

Ji Jingzhe suddenly stretched out his hand towards his face, he dodged back reflexively, the movement was too big, the chair and the ground rubbed against each other and made a harsh sound.

Ji Jingzhe's hand stopped in the air, and his expression froze.

Wei Chi recalled the face with distorted features in the dream, feeling that the thing in front of him was about to reveal its true colors in a second, and a chill ran down his spine.

Ji Jingzhe withdrew his hand resentfully, forced a smile, with a pitiful expression: "There is something on the corner of your mouth..."

Wei Chi raised his hand to wipe it on a green onion, wiped it on the paper, and then said, "Ji Jingzhe, don't do this again."

Ji Jingzhe didn't understand: "What?"

Wei Chi: "Inappropriate."

Ji Jingzhe's eyes widened, as if hearing something from the Arabian Nights: "What's inappropriate?"

Wei Chi stared at Ji Jingzhe's face for three to five seconds, feeling agitated from the bottom of his heart: "Ji Jingzhe, you don't want this expression, it's obviously because you do something wrong every time, as if you were hurt by me. It's like being wronged."

He slowly asked: "Ji Jingzhe, why do you treat me like this?"

Ji Jingzhe didn't speak, and his expression was ugly.

Wei Chi pulled the bench forward, pressed his entire upper body on the table, and leaned closer to Ji Jingzhe: "I left five years ago, and when I came back, I smiled and played with me. There is no explanation, okay, I can pretend all these Tsukuru doesn't care. But what about 'that world'? That's terrible, Ji Jingzhe! Are you going to keep this from me?"

"The Second City Hospital, you told me that I would be there in 10 minutes, but you showed up at the scene in less than 1 minute."

"School, you said you turned off the lights when you saw Yang Ke, but Yang Ke's dormitory is upstairs. How did you see it? Gao Qiusuo said you had a problem, and I scolded Gao Qiusuo, but you know Me, if he's talking bullshit I don't even bother to talk to him, I react so violently because he's right. I know, I just don't want to believe it."

"Library, you were the one who pulled me down the elevator. What? The Prophet?"

"In 'Avalon', you are even better, you can't even tell what your own cards are. I suspected that you were a ghost, that you were a goblin, and that you were Lancelot, but I don't want to Doubt you, Ji Jingzhe. I don't want to do this, I keep guessing, doubting, and pretending. I'm tired, and I don't want to have such a relationship with you!"

"Once is a coincidence, twice is a coincidence, are these all coincidences?"

"Ji Jingzhe, do you take me for a fool?"

It can be said that Wei Chi had a hearty talk, it was rare for him to say so much with such passion and emotion, and he felt a little exhausted after he finished speaking.And Ji Jingzhe seemed to be a rock that I stood still in the face of the turbulent waves, with lowered eyebrows and narrowed eyes, without saying a word.

Wei Chi gasped and sneered: "What are you doing? Don't talk? Non-violent non-cooperation? Passive resistance?"

The silence lasted for a few more minutes, Ji Jingzhe finally raised his face, and said in a low voice: "How could I treat you as a fool?"

Wei Chi nodded: "Yes, you just regret that you are not smart enough to deceive me better."

Ji Jingzhe lowered his head again, Wei Chi seemed very familiar with that expression.

Wei Chi was so angry that he laughed: "Fuck, is it really right?"

Ji Jingzhe still didn't speak.

Wei Chi was so angry that his eyes were full of stars, he fell back on the chair and spread his hands: "Look, I'm just an outsider who has no right to know anything."

This time Ji Jingzhe said: "No."

Wei Chi: "Then tell me!"

Ji Jingzhe lowered her head, her brows were tightly knit together: "Wei Chi..."

After holding back for a long time, I didn't hold back the next sentence.

"Ji Jingzhe, what the hell do you know?" Wei Chi looked at Ji Jingzhe's decadent twitch, and softened his heart in spite of himself. He clenched his fists to drive away this feeling, and continued to be as cold as frost, "I'll give you one last chance, you Say or not?"

This time, Wei Chi gathered enough patience and just quietly looked at Ji Jingzhe.He didn't know how long he had been waiting, and he was a little distracted, but Ji Jingzhe finally said, "Wei Chi, I won't harm you."

"I know." Wei Chi exhaled slowly, he understood what Ji Jingzhe meant, but he would not say it no matter what.He picked up the empty bowl and walked towards the kitchen, "But I can't accept being kept in the dark like this."

When Ji Jingzhe passed by, Ji Jingzhe wanted to reach out to pull him, but he avoided it.

He took the bowls into the kitchen, put them in the sink, turned on the tap, and started washing the dishes.

The sound of running water echoed in the still air.

After a while, he heard Ji Jingzhe also came in and stood behind him.

"Forget it, if you don't say it, you must have your own difficulties." He said while washing the dishes, his tone regained his usual composure, and it seemed that nothing happened in the previous 10 minutes. "Take off the apron and hang it up. Put your key on the shoe cabinet at the door, go back, don't run this way if you have nothing to do in the future."

Ji Jingzhe's voice was a little flustered: "Wei Chi..."

Wei Chi looked back at him: "What are you still doing standing there? Do you like 'Bambi'?"

Ji Jingzhe took off her apron with a rustle, and hung it up behind the door.

Wei Chi turned off the tap, dried the bowl, opened the upper cabinet, and put the bowl on it.

Just when he raised his hand, he felt the body behind him, Ji Jingzhe was less than one centimeter away from him, and when he raised his hand, he hugged his waist.

"Whoa-"

Wei Chi broke free, and the unplaced bowl fell to pieces on the ground.

Ji Jingzhe's hands froze in the air again, his expression blank.

Wei Chi took a deep breath, took the broom and began to dispose of the broken glass on the ground, still calmly said: "Ji Jingzhe, don't do these misleading actions in the future. You can't rely on me... If you indulge you, God will see you." Do these unclear things."

Ji Jingzhe said, "It's not a misunderstanding."

Wei Chi paused for a moment with his hands sweeping the floor.

Ji Jingzhe said again: "Wei Chi...I like you."

Wei Chi had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his chest, his heart ached like rubbing a handful of broken glass, he didn't hold back, and laughed angrily: "You fucking do everything you can to change the subject?"

"It's not to change the subject." Ji Jingzhe suddenly grabbed his broom and threw it aside, turned his shoulder and looked at him, tears streaming down his face, "Wei Chi, I love you."

Wei Chi once again saw in his eyes the kind of sadness he had seen before, like the overwhelming deep sea, with no sky, no sun, and no end.

Can love... make people sad like this?

Wei Chi was stunned for a while, then he was dumbfounded: "...fuck, are you crying?"

Ji Jingzhe continued: "I know you love me too."

Wei Chi was even more stupid: "Who gave you the confidence?"

Ji Jingzhe: "I just know."

Wei Chi broke the pot and said, "Okay, okay, you love me, then tell me everything."

Ji Jingzhe looked away again: "...I can't." Sensing Wei Chi's struggle, he held Wei Chi's shoulders tighter, pulled him into his arms, and whispered in his ear, "Wei Chi Chi, you trust me, I will protect you."

The lights in the kitchen were dim, and the only sound was the sound of water dripping.

Ji Jingzhe felt that Wei Chi's tense body was gradually softening in his arms, and his heart was so dangerous that today was finally over.

The next moment, there was a sharp pain in his knee, and the pain made Tianling Gai almost fly away.

"No need!" Wei Chi failed in the end, finally he didn't pretend to go all the way, kicked Ji Jingzhe's knee, and was able to get away without any strength left, then found the key from Ji Jingzhe's trousers pocket, and even He dragged and threw people out of the house, "Forget about the others, Ji Jingzhe, for you, I just can't tolerate a little sand in my eyes! I don't care if you love or hate, if you don't explain things clearly to me for a day, you will Don't appear in front of me for a day! Get the hell out of here!"