God said I would meet you

The noisy room suddenly fell silent, and no one spoke for a while.

Lin Jinyu sat on the bed, looking at Zhang Xinli's back in front of the desk, a little confused, not knowing how to move.

It's impossible to say that he didn't feel it at all, but he really couldn't be sure, because in that posture, whether there was a slightly unspeakable reaction as he thought or it didn't happen, it was possible Bring this subtle touch.

His first reaction was that he thought too much, but Zhang Xinli's performance made him question. Girls may not be able to see it, but Lin Jinyu, like him, is a boy of sixteen or seventeen. Who doesn't understand who? That expression and movement were obviously covering up.

But after such a short few minutes, those imaginative traces quickly disappeared. When Lin Jinyu climbed off the bed and looked at Zhang Xinli's side face again, he couldn't see anything anymore. Guilty seems to be just his illusion.

He wanted to say something, but Zhang Xinli spoke first, his eyes still fixed on the test paper, and said, "Go back to sleep."

Lin Jinyu was not sleepy at all, he said, "Didn't you let me teach you?"

"I'll write it myself," Zhang Xinli said, "Go to bed."

This sudden refusal was also very suspicious. Lin Jinyu pondered for a while, then took his paper and said, "Show me."

Zhang Xinli wanted to take it back, but was beaten by Lin Jinyu, so he gave up.

Lin Jinyu looked at his test paper and found that Zhang Xinli's composition was fairly well-written, with the simplest expressions and the simplest words. It's impossible to get too much, but it's smooth and stable, and there is nothing wrong with it.

For such a stable composition, he typed up countless drafts before transcribing it. The large page of the draft paper next to him was full of rough rough rough original compositions that had been revised and revised.Lin Jinyu looked at it and said, "Is it necessary for you to work so hard? What time is it, and there will be no class tomorrow."

Zhang Xinli said: "Otherwise, what else can I do?" He said: "I joined in halfway, and I can't keep up if I don't work hard."

Lin Jinyu read it all over, and said to him: "Your style can be used for junior high school English composition. The simplest sentence patterns, words and phrases, as long as you don't make mistakes, you can get a good score, but high school composition like this is not enough. I can only get a very average score.” Not to mention the English in Shanghai.

Zhang Xinli turned around and asked him, "What should I do?"

"For example... the easiest way is to use some advanced words or phrases to replace those words that are more common in the current sentence, replace bad with detrimental, good with superior, improve with enhance... and so on. It depends on the situation, so you can achieve the effect without worrying too much about grammar and sentence structure for the time being.” He spread the test paper on the table, took a pencil, and circled a few words: “For example, you can ..."

Zhang Xinli followed his gaze and looked down. Lin Jinyu's knuckles holding the pen were clearly defined, showing a faint warm color under the light.

After he finished circling the words, he thought of a few more advanced expressions and wrote them down on the paper, saying: "You can try to use these instead, and there are some slightly more advanced sentence patterns, you can also try... ..."

Zhang Xinli thought for a while, and tried to write an example sentence: "Like this?"

"Well," Lin Jinyu looked at it carefully, and said, "Just put it in like this, but you need to pay attention to a few small details..." When he thought about the problem, he frowned unconsciously, and he was no longer that lazy. Lazy and casual, he appears very serious.

Lin Jinyu said: "Change it, take a piece of paper and write it again, you can write it down by the way, draw inferences from one instance, and use it next time."

Zhang Xinli said hello, and Lin Jinyu returned the pen to him, letting him rely on himself.The moment his fingertips touched, he was surprised by the cold feeling. Lin Jinyu said, "Are you cold? Why don't you turn on the air conditioner?"

Zhang Xinli said: "It's been a long time since the beginning of spring, there's no need to turn on the air conditioner."

It has indeed been more than a month since the beginning of spring, but it is still early spring, and the temperature has just picked up, and it is not too high.Usually at this time, Lin Jinyu still keeps the remote control of the air conditioner at home at this time, and has the style of turning it on whenever he wants.

He said: "There is no need to be so economical. It costs only five or six yuan for electricity if you drive it all night."

Zhang Xinli said: "There are 30 days in a month, adding up to more than 150."

"That's better than freezing, in case it freezes..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xinli said, "The air-conditioning and electricity bills are all yours."

...Oh, for a long time, feelings actually care about this.

Lin Jinyu was silent for a while, and said: "Then cover yourself with a quilt, and sit here without moving, so you won't be cold." He thought for a while, and said simply: "Go and lie down on the bed, I have a small table , bring it here for you."

Zhang Xinli wanted to say no, but Lin Jinyu had already acted.He went out, brought over the bed desk in his room, connected the plug board, moved the lamp to the bed temporarily, and finally spread the quilt, saying: "Come on, it will be warm even without the air conditioner. There are electric blankets, which can also be turned on."

Zhang Xinli couldn't resist him, so he had no choice but to come up and correct his composition on the bed under the light of the small lamp.Lin Jinyu herself crawled to lie beside him, casually flipping through the books that Lin Huainan had put on the bedside table before.

What Montesquieu, Rousseau, Tagore, "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "A Chicken Feather", "The Three of Us" and so on, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, miscellaneous, innumerable.In Liangshan, except for children's textbooks, a village might not be able to gather so many books.

The two nestled together doing their own things, and no one was in the way of the other.

Flipping through the pages, Lin Jinyu's thoughts began to drift farther and farther, thinking about what happened just now for no reason.He sneaked a glance around, Zhang Xinli focused on Juanmian and didn't pay much attention to him.

Lin Jinyu began to struggle: just now... Did he react or did he not?Judging by his performance, he seems to have something and doesn't seem to have it... If there is a reaction, what does this mean?It doesn't seem to explain anything, they are all at a young age, they may be playing around, and the starting point reaction is normal under close contact?

Lin Jinyu has heard that some boys sometimes react when hugging a handsome or smaller boy, but this may be just machismo and a momentary psychological illusion at work, and it does not mean that this person must be gay , does not mean that he likes the person he is holding.

So... did he react?Am I thinking too much or... If it's true... Even if it's true... Lin Jinyu suddenly realized that she didn't feel disgusted, or disgusted... At most, she was at a loss and didn't believe it.

This is not the same as the feeling that the instructor touched him that night that he didn't want to think about. The instructor's behavior did not get his consent. The kind of touching with a strong purpose and completely out of selfish desire made him feel disrespected and Disgusting, but Zhang Xinli did not give him this feeling.

They are different.

But why... The answer to the last question has not yet been determined, and Lin Jinyu fell into a new entanglement: why?Why does it feel completely different?Obviously the same...

He turned over, lay on the bed with his back to the sky, brought a pillow over to rest his chin, flipped through the book and thought: Because he is his friend?Because he always takes care of himself?Is that so?Lin Jinyu began to conceive of replacing the protagonists of the scene just now with someone else, such as Xu Zhao and him, or Huang Jiayao and him... As soon as this idea came up, and he didn't need to construct details at all, he was overwhelmed by shock.

Fuck it's terrible, what kind of mess is that?How can you tolerate this happening to yourself?

Lin Jinyu wanted to twist his face into a ball just thinking about it... He thought that these people were different from Zhang Xinli. Although they were all classmates, brothers, and good friends, they were always different.

He never covered the same quilt with others, slept on the same bed, used the same towel, smoked the same cigarette, drank the same glass of wine, and no one else cooked or washed him like Zhang Xinli did. Changed his clothes, blocked the wine for him, and didn't carry him on his back... Zhang Xinli was the only one among the few memories in his mind that could be considered intimate.

Perhaps physical intimacy can more or less bring the psychological distance closer, maybe it's because I'm used to it, so I don't feel uncomfortable?Lin Jinyu can only think of this answer for the time being.

It was already late at night, and Zhang Xinli memorized the sentence patterns and phrases that Lin Jinyu carefully selected for him word by word, while Lin Jinyu was dreaming, full of things... After thinking about it, he felt very despicable and narcissistic , The heart of a villain, the heart of a gentleman, suspects that Zhang Xinli did not respond at all, it is purely because he thought too much, and speculated about others here.If Zhang Xinli himself knew about the nonsense that is entangled in my mind now, maybe he could treat me to my favorite big mouth.

He kept fighting with himself in this way, fighting and yawning.

Lin Jinyu glanced at her watch. It was past eleven o'clock at night, and it was time to go to bed no matter what.He was very sleepy, but he was so lazy that he didn't even want to move a finger.

It was warm in the quilt, and now that he went out, he had to go back to his cold bed to cover the heat again. The heat that he endured the cold in this quilt was all cheap Zhang Xinli.

"How much do you have left?" Lin Jinyu asked.

"A little bit," Zhang Xinli glanced at him, "Why?"

Lin Jinyu yawned: "It's so cold, I'm sleepy," he asked, "Can I sleep here with you?"

Zhang Xinli didn't make a sound for a moment, he paused for half a second, and said, "It's up to you, it's also your room."

He always separates "your family" from "my family" financially, probably because he doesn't want to owe Lin Jinyu anything.

Although Lin Jinyu didn't think it was necessary, she also had a vague understanding of the so-called accounts of favor among adults, and she didn't force him to be good friends with her everywhere and never see anything.

Brothers also need to rely on clear accounts to maintain the relationship between brothers, and to Lin Jinyu's family, Zhang Xinli is just a child of another family with some friendship between the previous generation.

So he said: "Then I'll rest for a while, you finish it early."

"Okay." Zhang Xinli put down his pen, turned around and covered him with the quilt: "Let me turn off the headlights."

"No need," Lin Jinyu pulled the quilt over his head and covered his head, only showing his face: "Too dark light is not good for the eyes, I can fall asleep even in thunder." He said, "Go and learn from your habits." .”

Hearing this, Zhang Xinli ignored him and turned back to learn English as soon as possible.

Lin Jinyu was lying beside him facing him, obviously sleepy, but she just couldn't fall asleep.He thought, why doesn't this guy go to bed at this late hour, tomorrow is a holiday, even if he wants to study hard, he is not in a hurry.She obviously went to bed earlier than anyone else when she was in Liangshan, but why did she still...

About 10 minutes later, Zhang Xinli closed his notebook, cleared the table, turned off the lights, and went out to brush his teeth.

Lin Jinyu waited for him with eyes open in the dark, counting the time.

Zhang Xinli came back a few minutes later, he closed the door lightly, and slowly lifted the quilt to get into bed.

Lin Jinyu said, "You don't have to be so careful, I'm not asleep."

Zhang Xinli thought he was asleep at first, but now he heard his voice, and asked, "Why haven't you slept yet? Why can't you fall asleep?"

"No," Lin Jinyu yawned for the first time tonight: "Wait for you."

Zhang Xinli lay down, tucked the quilt up for the two of them, and said, "Wait for me to do something, just sleep if you want." His foot under the quilt accidentally touched Lin Jinyu's, and he icyed it. Zhang Xinli said, "You're cold." Okay, let me turn on the air conditioner." He stretched out his arm from the quilt to touch the remote control.

Lin Jinyu called him back: "Farewell," he imitated Zhang Xinli and said, "It's more than 150 yuan a month."

Zhang Xinli was still going to look for the remote control, but Lin Jinyu said fiercely, "Don't move around, the wind leaks from all sides, and you managed to cover up some heat, and let you go away."

Zhang Xinli did not move.

Lin Jinyu said: "Sleep, I didn't see you being such a night owl before, what time is it, and you are more energetic than me."

Zhang Xinli said, "Whoever said that, I'm sleepy too."

Lin Jinyu yawned again: "Then you...you are so motivated to study." He deliberately stretched out his feet to attack Zhang Xinli, but he was caught off guard, Zhang Xinli received his icy palm, But did not hide.

He said, "Because I can only read books."

Lin Jinyu didn't get the expected reaction, and his bad thoughts came to nothing, and he felt boring, but Zhang Xinli's warm and strong calf made him warm from head to toe, so he didn't take it back comfortably, but just put it on him.

"I admire you very much," he said, "You are not afraid of sleepiness, cold, tiredness, regular work and rest... and not ticklish. Where can you find such a person?"

"You think too much," Zhang Xinli said, "Is there anyone who is not afraid of sleepiness, cold or hunger, and who doesn't feel tired if he doesn't want to sleep late, but some people say it, and some people don't."

……

Lin Jinyu couldn't think of what to say, so she didn't speak.

As if thinking of something, Zhang Xinli said, "I won't be at home tomorrow, you can tell Mrs. Zhou that you don't need to mess with my food."

Hearing the news, Lin Jinyu's ears perked up: "Where are you going? You won't come back for dinner."

"There is something," Zhang Xinli said, "I might disturb you tomorrow morning."

He spoke vaguely, and it was hard for Lin Jinyu to get to the bottom of it. In the end, everyone was a person with independent personality and enjoyed personal freedom according to the law. They didn't need to report everything to him where they were going.

"Just make a noise, and it won't kill me." Lin Jinyu leaned closer to Zhang Xinli, and said, "Closer, or else there will be no air leakage, and I will die of cold."

Zhang Xinli moved a little closer, and put his shoulder against his shoulder.Lin Jinyu said in a casual tone: "Tomorrow, I have an appointment with my classmates to go out and skateboard. Are you going? It's not far away, just..."

Zhang Xinli said, "Maybe I don't have time."

"Oh, forget it." Lin Jinyu didn't talk nonsense: "Did I copy the math test paper and bring it back for you, or did you copy it yourself?"

"I'll go by myself, by the way."

"Okay, then I'll put it on the table."

"I'll get up early tomorrow, if you have any breakfast you want, I can..."

Lin Jinyu interrupted him: "No need, I don't want to eat." He covered his head with the quilt, and didn't give Zhang Xinli any chance to speak. He simply stuffed himself in and said under the quilt, "Good night!"