The quilt was pressed tightly by her, and the air inside gradually became thinner.
Lin Qingle held the phone tightly, letting it press against his ear and getting hot, unwilling to let go.
"Did you hear what others said?" she asked in a low voice.
"Zhang Yikun has been here."
Lin Qingle suddenly became nervous: "He, he came to you again! Did he do anything to you?"
"No." Xu Tingbai paused, seeming a little helpless, "How can you still worry about others now?"
“… I’m fine.”
"It's nothing, why are you crying?"
He was sure she was crying, and he was right.
Lin Qingle no longer denied it, wrinkled her nose, and her eyes were hot again. Perhaps because the person in front of her was Xu Tingbai, she finally couldn't help it at this moment, and had the urge to confide, "I am different from Li Minshan, I don't want to kill anyone..."
"I know."
"When I was a kid, they were causing trouble for my mom and kept beating her. I was scared and wanted them to leave my house, so I threatened them with my little brother... But I didn't want to hurt him, I just wanted them to leave my house."
"I know."
"But it happened a long time ago, and no one would believe me if I said anything now... A lot of people online think I'm scary."
"Lin Qingle, remember what I told you before."
"What?"
Xu Tingbai: "What your father did is not your fault, and it has nothing to do with you. Because this matter implicates your people, you don't have to care about their feelings anymore."
Lin Qingle was stunned for a moment.
In fact, this was the first time Xu Tingbai took the initiative to talk to her so much calmly since they met again.
This gave Lin Qingle an illusion, as if he had returned to the past. Xu Tingbai was still the gentle Xu Tingbai, and they were still the good friends.
Her mood suddenly improved. At that moment, it seemed that the strange looks from her classmates did not make her so sad.
Lin Qingle: "Yeah... I remember."
Xu Tingbai: "So, don't hide and cry like you did when you were a kid, okay?"
Yes, after so many years, why does she still care so much about what others think
It wasn't her who killed the person, she didn't do anything wrong.
Lin Qingle couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "Are you calling to comfort me?"
Xu Tingbai was silent for a while: "I'm just trying to see if the number you gave me can be reached."
"Of course I can get through."
"oh."
"… "
"Still crying?"
"… there is none left."
"Then I'll hang up first."
"Wait, wait!"
"What's wrong."
Lin Qingle held the phone and wanted to say something, but he was too nervous to know what to say.
"I... am still a little sad. Can you chat with me?" Lin Qingle lied a little. She was not sad, but she was reluctant to hang up the phone.
This makes her feel very satisfied now, and also makes her feel that there are still people in this world who can understand her and accompany her.
Xu Tingbai paused: "What do you want to talk about?"
"Hmm..."
"Qingle, Qingle, are you in the room?" Just then, Lin Yufen's voice came from outside the room. She came back from get off work.
Lin Qingle was startled and quickly stuffed the phone under the pillow: "Yes, I'm here."
Lin Yufen pushed the door open and came in: "Why are you still lying in bed? You haven't eaten yet, mom brought dinner back, come out and eat."
"oh… "
"Are you feeling better now?"
"have."
"Then come out and eat." Lin Yufen said and turned to leave, but did not close the door for her.
Lin Qingle looked at the door until the footsteps faded away, then she retreated back into the quilt. She took out the phone she had just hidden under the pillow, and whispered under the quilt, "Are you still there?"
"Um."
"My mother called me to eat."
“Yes.”
"Then I'll go first."
“Hang up.”
"Wait a minute." Lin Qingle hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "Xu Tingbai, can we talk again tonight?"
"… "
"I'll call you tonight, okay?"
Xu Tingbai didn't say anything for a while. Just when Lin Qingle was getting nervous and thought he would refuse, she suddenly heard a low response from the other end of the phone.
"knew."
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Lin Yufen bought some porridge for Lin Qingle, watched her finish eating, and took her temperature again.
"Fortunately, I don't have a fever."
"Mom, I told you I don't have a fever, I just feel a little weak..."
"Tsk, looks like I'll have to buy you some tonic and stew it next time."
"No, that's too expensive."
"Compared to your health, it's nothing. What if your frail appearance affects your studies? That's a lifelong matter."
Here we go again... it's related to studying again.
Lin Qingle exhaled lightly and compromised: "Then make yourself some drink, you are also very tired from work."
"Don't worry about me, just take care of yourself."
…
After drinking a bowl of porridge, Lin Qingle returned to the room.
Lin Yufen was concerned about her health, pouring her hot water, bringing her fruits, and coming to her room to see her from time to time.
Lin Qingle naturally didn't dare to make a phone call under Lin Yufen's nose. In the end, she simply took out the exercise book at home, sat at the desk and started to do exercises.
Their house was not big, and the soundproofing was average. Before Lin Yufen went to bed, Lin Qingle had been reading and writing papers. While doing the questions, she was also paying attention to whether Lin Yufen had returned to her room to sleep.
But today, I don’t know what happened. Lin Yufen was still in the living room until eleven o’clock.
This made Lin Qingle particularly worried, as she was a little concerned that Xu Tingbai had already fallen asleep.
"Qingle, don't stay up late." Lin Yufen pushed the door in again.
Lin Qingle hummed: "I'm going to sleep soon, Mom, you should go to bed early too."
"I know. Go to sleep quickly, or you'll have a headache and feel uncomfortable tomorrow."
"oh."
After giving the instructions, Lin Yufen closed the door for her and left.
Lin Qingle put down her pen and tiptoed to the door. She stuck to the door and heard the sound of Lin Yufen walking.
Bang-
The door to the room opposite was closed.
Lin Qingle's eyes lit up, and she immediately trotted into bed. She couldn't wait to take out her phone from under her pillow, found Xu Tingbai in her contacts, and called.
She was a little nervous, because she was afraid that he would be asleep at this time, and she was also afraid that she would wake him up. So she thought, just ring three times, and if he didn't answer after three rings, she would hang up immediately so as not to disturb his sleep.
But what I didn’t expect was that the phone was picked up after it rang once.
"Hello."
"You haven't slept yet!"
Xu Tingbai hummed: "Are you going to sleep?"
Lin Qingle: "Of course not, my mother was there just now, I didn't dare to call..."
"Now your mother is gone?"
"Well, she went to bed. I called you as soon as I heard her come into the room."
Lin Qingle spoke softly, and because he was in bed, his voice was muffled.
In the middle of the night, the girl's excited and straightforward words sounded somewhat ambiguous, as if they were in an unusual relationship, as if they were secretly making phone calls for some reason.
Xu Tingbai sat on the bed, holding the phone in one hand and unconsciously grabbing the bed sheet with the other hand, "Whatever you want to say, just say it."
"Thank you."
"Thank you for what."
"Thank you for calling me this afternoon. I was quite unhappy at first, but I am fine now."
Xu Tingbai: "Oh, I'm just playing around."
"Then I'm not just listening to you casually. How about this... I'll make you another delicious meal to thank you."
It can be heard that her mood is indeed very different from that in the afternoon.
Xu Tingbai curled his lower lip silently: "I praise you once and you really think the food I cook is delicious."
"It's delicious..." Lin Qingle said, "Next time I'll make some cola chicken wings, that's my specialty."
The voice of the person on the other end of the receiver was even more joyful and sweet, as if it had a little hook, making everyone who heard it feel good.
Xu Tingbai leaned against the bed and realized that he was already looking forward to her cola chicken wings. He lowered his eyes and whispered, "Really?"
"Yes, it is a real skill, because I have a special method. You have to first..."
…
Lin Qingle was the one talking most of the time, and what he talked about was not important.
But he kept listening.
Finally, Lin Qingle stopped talking about the air in the quilt being a little thin. She stuck her head out to take a breath of fresh air and glanced at the screen.
At this time, the call time was displayed on it: fifteen minutes.
"Xu Tingbai?"
"I am here."
"Did I say too much..."
Xu Tingbai: "You called just to talk, didn't you?"
"Yeah... that's right."
"Anything else you want to say?"
Lin Qingle thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "Let's... talk about you, okay?"
Xu Tingbai: "I have nothing to say."
"some."
"What do you want to know?"
Lin Qingle could tell that he was a little repulsed when he talked about this, but she knew that tonight was an opportunity. If she didn't say it today, she might not know when she would be able to pry his mouth open next time.
"I want to know if your eye problem is serious, what the doctor says, and whether it will get better..."
"have no idea."
"What?"
"It won't be good, anyway, that's it."
Lin Qingle's eyes widened in disbelief. Could it be that his father had never taken him to see a doctor, or that he was not able to take him to see a doctor
"You've never been to the hospital?"
"If you have nothing else, hang up."
"Xu Tingbai!" Lin Qingle said anxiously, "Even if you have been to our Xicheng hospital, it doesn't count. This is just a small place. But the big hospitals outside are different. They have better technology and they are very powerful. We can find a way to save money to see a doctor outside. We-"
"Is it really that beautiful?" he said coldly.
Lin Qingle: "What..."
"There's nothing to see." Xu Tingbai laughed and said with a hint of mockery, "Why are you obsessed with my eyes?"
Doesn't he want to see the world, the things around him
So what to do…
Lin Qingle was anxious and blurted out: "Because, because I want you to see me!"
Xu Tingbai was stunned.
Lin Qingle clutched the phone tightly: "Maybe I'm not that good-looking... But I've grown up, and you haven't seen what I look like when I grow up."
The author has something to say: Actually, our daughter is being modest, she is so pretty!
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Notice: Since I have to upload the clip tomorrow, the update will be late. It will be updated at 22:00 tomorrow night. You can come back to see it then, don't miss it~