Xu Jiao ate the breakfast in her hand in silence. In the first few worlds, she had the halo of the creator, not to mention food, even the stones on the roadside would come to her. Even if I took two steps on the road, I could be blinded by the hundred-yuan bills.
Exams, work, debut... everything went smoothly, and basically I didn't encounter any setbacks. Even if the person who was not pure-hearted was expelled from her side, there was basically no revenge. It seemed that as long as she entered that world, it should be so smooth. .
Until recently…
In the book "Preference", first, the ultimate god body is not her, the will of the whole world no longer favors her, and then in this world, Xu Jiao is almost as miserable as the heroine she once wrote. The bad background seemed to be hers naturally, and even Zheng Zhiyu, the only accident in her life, was full of conspiracy when she arrived in front of her.
Xu Jiao was originally unmoved. After all, in the previous world, Lilith pestered her to do everything a lover should do. She didn't have too many inner fluctuations, and all her reactions were based on physical familiarity. That's it.
But here.
Seeing Zheng Zhiyu sticking to her body without moving, even when she likes it with seriousness, Xu Jiao rarely didn't know what to say about her heart.
For a long time, her calmness and reason have been built on Ling Ran's place outside the crowd. The way people want to keep calm is very simple, that is, never put themselves in the crowd.
Because once people put themselves in the majority, you will easily follow the sounds around you and your ears, and eventually gradually lose your ability to think, and follow the flow of the sounds you want to hear.
Keeping calm is not a very simple thing. First of all, you need enough knowledge to form your own ideas, but in this world where there are mouthpieces everywhere, a person who likes to socialize or try to communicate through the media People who understand things will inevitably bring other people's ideas into their thinking.
The reason why Xu Jiao is able to be calm today is inseparable from some of her experiences.
Or, in fact, she has some natural advantages in this regard.
only.
This advantage is not conducive to love.
what is love
From ancient times to the present, the great love that people have praised has always been deeply moving, or momentarily tragic like moths flying into flames, or long-lasting and ever-changing, and it is impossible to do without deep love.
A person who is too indifferent and does not have much empathy for the feelings of others, his own feelings are pitiful, like a shallow pond, how can he pretend to be so affectionate
Xu Jiao asked herself if she could not afford a relationship.
In other words, she felt that she didn't need love in her life. Ever since... that person disappeared from her life, she no longer had any hope for the emotional information between people. She planned to be alone. forever.
In comparison, falling in love with the people in her book... This kind of thing sounds very difficult, and I don't know how many obstacles and obstacles. She asked herself if she wanted to do some kind of vigorous love. Just thinking about it makes me feel very tired. , Xu Jiao didn't want to do it.
So even if you like it a little bit, so what
A little, nothing will change.
It's better not to say it.
…
Xu Jiao didn't say a word, and Zheng Zhiyu didn't really ask anymore. She just watched Xu Jiao finish her breakfast quietly, staring at her plate more than waiting for her answer.
In the week before the May Day holiday, it was all the same.
Zheng Zhiyu followed Xu Jiao's own pace, supervising Xu Jiao's three meals a day, listening to Xu Jiao's two roommates' recommendations for new restaurants nearby, and always pushing Xu Jiao after her self-study in the morning or after class. Go have a meal and see for yourself.
She reluctantly made Xu Jiao gain two pounds of meat.
The night before the May 1st holiday, there was a little warmth in the dormitory. Xu Jiao didn't want to cover the thick quilt, so she kicked off half of it, revealing her long legs in flat shorts, and even hugged the one next to her to prevent the students The iron railing that fell down when sleeping on the top bunk.
At this temperature, it is too cold to turn on the fan and air conditioner, and it is too hot to turn on the air.
Zheng Zhiyu finally found a place where she could shine, hugged Xu Jiao from behind, and got into her bed to cool her down. This time, she was not driven out.
Xu Jiao was about to fall asleep in a daze, and she remembered something and whispered:
"Five o'clock tomorrow morning, trouble."
Zheng Zhiyu asked her, "Why do you get up so early?"
Xu Jiao said casually, "Go home."
Qian Ai in the shop opposite was still playing with his mobile phone and didn't sleep at all. Hearing the rustling movement in the room, he couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "Xiao Xu? Are you asleep?"
Xu Jiao didn't say anything.
Qian Ai thought of those two mutterings that seemed to be muttering to herself, she used her mobile phone to illuminate Xu Jiao's position, and found that nothing had changed much, so she muttered to herself: "Mum, Xueba, you This dream talk scares me to death."
Xu Jiao pursed her lips silently, closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.
…
It was still dark when I woke up.
Xu Jiao's movements were very light, and she didn't have any big suitcases to pack. After all, she didn't have a lot of clothes to bring. She should bring more underwear and other clothes, and just bring a set or two of the rest of the clothes. Well, summer is coming soon, these thin clothes are curled up, and a school bag is completely enough.
She easily packed her luggage and sent a message to her two roommates to leave. She didn't pull the zipper of her schoolbag. After closing the door lightly, she walked down and checked her luggage. The schoolbag was zippered and sent out. A loud "wow" sound.
As usual, Zheng Zhiyu melted into her shadow silently, and only asked in her ear when she walked out of the dormitory building:
"Want to have breakfast?"
Xu Jiao shook her head: "No, I have to catch the earliest bus to the train station. If I miss breakfast, I won't be able to make it."
Zheng Zhiyu immediately reminded: "There is a convenience store on the right side of the school gate, buy two breads and a bottle of milk, and take them to drink on the road."
Xu Jiao also knew that Zheng Zhiyu was always reluctant to make concessions on her food after getting along for the past few days. She tried to argue with the other party or protest silently before, but in the end, Zheng Zhiyu used a more rogue way. Threatened, and now I know that it is the easiest way to respond, I quickly responded:
"Um."
Zheng Zhiyu was really satisfied and stopped interfering with her.
There were not many passengers on the bus in the morning. After Xu Jiao got on the bus, she always felt that the temperature in the car was lower than outside, and there were not many people in the car, either sitting in the last row with their heads bowed, or From the window seat, wearing a plush hat to look outside, all of them are very tightly dressed, making Xu Jiao think that she has not received any news about whether she has cooled down recently.
Her eyes swept across the seat of the bus and found that the chair was a bit strange. The top armrest was actually fluorescent, some orange and some green. After searching for a while from the original owner's memory, Xu Jiao discovered I don't seem to have that impression.
Is this bus recently reformed
It's just two bars of this color, is it an advertisement that she can't understand
Xu Jiao's expression was calm, but she was a little hesitant in her heart. She paused as she walked back, and was stuck in the position where she had just gotten on the bus from the front door. The bus ran smoothly, as if no one noticed her who had just gotten on the bus.
Xu Jiao stood for a while before realizing the strangeness of the situation.
The driver turned a blind eye to her, didn't say a word, didn't respond when he saw her blocking the aisle, and didn't even have the most basic notice to get off at the stop. The radio in the car was dead silent.
At the same time, Xu Jiao grasped the two one-dollar coins that she had turned out from her bag, and realized that she had not seen anything like a conductor or a coin slot machine at all.
This bus is so weird.
When she noticed this, Xu Jiao vaguely sensed that the passengers in the back row seemed to be sluggish for a long time, and finally realized her existence. She moved her head one by one and looked in her direction.
Before Xu Jiao could face their faces, Zheng Zhiyu suddenly came out of her shadow without a sound. The blood-colored red clothes became a dazzling bright color in the dark space of this early morning. She raised her hand against Xu Jiao's shoulder, He casually pressed her onto an orange seat and sat down, then stood beside her with one hand on her shoulder.
It was as if the space between her and the entire seat was encircled together.
Xu Jiao raised her eyes and looked at her. Seeing that she said "don't talk" to herself with her mouth, she didn't continue to explore the bus. .
As soon as Zheng Zhiyu lowered her head, she could see her appearance, including her beautiful facial features, delicate face, thick eyelashes, straight nose bridge and pale lips.
There is a light blue under the lashes.
It seems that her personality is not very good.
Zheng Zhiyu thought of the width of the waist he hugged last night, and his fingertips moved slightly, as if he was gesturing something. After a while, he moved his lips and sighed silently:
"Too little..."
not enough.
Xu Jiao is suffering so much now, and the flesh on her body seems to be a few taels. Zheng Zhiyu is always afraid that sometimes the strength will be light or heavy, and she will hurt the other party, and she has never lingered with Xu Jiao once.
She licked her rosy lower lip, blocking the eyes of other passengers, and greedily tracing her own people over and over again, until the bus stopped at the train station, she patted Xu Jiao shoulders.
Xu Jiao didn't fall asleep at all. After all, although Zheng Zhiyu didn't have the scalding temperature of a living person now, her cold eyes were still staring at the person's back. Besides, this car was very strange. Sleeping heartlessly.
wait until
When she got off the bus and was enveloped by the slightly hot air of the whole city again, Xu Jiao realized that her body was cold. She looked at the shadow beside her as she walked, and said casually:
"What car was that just now?"
Zheng Zhiyu answered her slowly, "The hearse."
Xu Jiao was silent for a second: "What is that?"
Zheng Zhiyu explained her confusion in a leisurely tone: "Simply put, the bus has been repeating the same route since the accident, from the driver to the passenger, and occasionally there are living people who don't care much about getting on the bus. , but it doesn't matter, as long as you stand up and down quietly and don't yell or disturb the order, nothing will happen."
Xu Jiao raised her brows, as if she understood.
She didn't ask any more, but Zheng Zhiyu sighed more: "I haven't seen anyone as attracted to these things as you. Dirty things in a radius of 100 miles can line up to touch you, your soul... What the hell... What happened? Was it like this before?"
Xu Jiao didn't read the original owner's complete memory very much before, but now listening to Zheng Zhiyu's sigh, she couldn't help but start from this aspect and searched the memory carefully. After a few seconds, her brows slowly wrinkled.
"Maybe not."
Zheng Zhiyu was a little unconvinced: "Are you sure?"
Xu Jiao nodded and looked at the life of the original owner who was arbitrarily bullied by her family. Only then did she find something suspicious. Except for the time when the original owner was pushed into the water and almost drowned when she was a child, there was almost no Something really weird happened.
And those things in the river can't be remembered because of the excessive stimulation.
Xu Jiao shook her head lightly and came to a positive answer: "I'm sure, I never encountered these things when I was a child."
Zheng Zhiyu, who has always been willing to communicate with Xu Jiao on everything except emotional issues, has suddenly stopped speaking. Xu Jiao wanted to ask her what was wrong, but just happened to walk to the entrance of the inspection and had to show her own. certificate, and put the salute on the crawler to go through the security check.
This train leaves at 6:30. After Xu Jiao got up, it took more than ten minutes to wash up and clean up. She walked for seven minutes and waited for the bus. It took another fifteen minutes for the bus, and then walked to the train station, removing the point of closing the ticket gate in advance. Time, she even had to walk quickly to the ticket booth as soon as she arrived at this station.
All of them came down and waited to get on the train. It was the cheapest ticket. Xu Jiao sat by the window and sat next to two middle-aged people with large and small bags. The one in the aisle was already used to it. The person sitting on the seat pushed the outermost one, pointed at Xu Jiao and said:
"I think that girl is quite thin. You guys should be able to take a seat, right? Click inside to make a seat for me, thank you."
So the outermost people squeezed in automatically. In the end, only the most petite Xu Jiao was left like canned sardines. She was like a poor little girl. Stained by the messy smell.
Zheng Zhiyu only felt as if she had no place in her shadow.
She leaned on Xu Jiao's ear and whispered, "Jiaojiao, shall I change the soft sleeper for you?"
Xu Jiao shook her head slightly, hugged her bag and fell asleep. After all, it wasn't too long by train to go back from school, and it took five or six hours to arrive in the city.
There are also sub-contracted cars, motorcycles and the like.
Xu Jiao was too lazy to toss, but Zheng Zhiyu wanted to make her sit in this place more comfortable.
…
Ten minutes later—
Xu Jiao noticed that the people around her were constantly rubbing their feet, and even took out a smelly blanket from the green nylon bag under her feet and draped it over her body, and complained casually:
"What's wrong with this car? Why is it so generous today, the air conditioner is freezing me to death."
This voice attracted the approval of the people in the nearby seats. On the opposite side, there was a man who was eating spicy beef noodles, and the instant noodle soup foamed out of his mouth as he spoke:
"Yeah! I think so too! It's weird that my side is cold after soaking for five minutes!"
But they just complained and didn't do much, at most they put on their thick clothes and quilts.
After another half an hour, someone who couldn't stand the cold went to the flight attendant on the train and wanted to change his seat. The one who had eaten instant noodles before also felt too crowded and wanted to buy a hard sleeper, but unfortunately...
May 1 was originally a peak period for travel, and there were not many seats left.
What's more, there are still some standing people around.
Ready to refill anytime
Xu Jiao felt that Zheng Zhiyu's little actions were a little funny for no reason. She opened her eyelids and saw Zheng Zhiyu raised her hand expressionlessly to help her block the instant noodle juice from the man opposite. She wanted to say "Forget it" When it came to the mouth, ; was temporarily changed to another sentence:
"Buy a soft sleeper when you come back."
Zheng Zhiyu looked at her with pure black eyes, as if she didn't know why she suddenly changed her mind, leaned over and put one hand on the side of her neck, looked at her for a few seconds, and quickly said:
"So it's settled then?"
Xu Jiao closed her eyes again and nodded slightly.
Zheng Zhiyu didn't bother these people anymore. Soon after, the people in the nearby seats seemed to be rejuvenated, and soon the crowded air made it sultry, causing Xu Jiao to spend most of her trip listening to those who were close to her ears. People complained that the air conditioner on this train was broken.
…
Getting off the bus is the hottest time at noon.
Xu Jiao raised her hand to block the sunlight in front of her eyes, stood in front of the station, followed her memory to ask the master of the chartered car for the price, and carpooled with others towards her hometown village and town. Inside the van, the mountain road turned 18. It took two hours to arrive at the town, and when the motorcycle returned to the entrance of the village, there were already a few sporadic flickering in the sky.
She walked on the field ridge in the countryside, turned on the flashlight function of the broken mobile phone, and carefully illuminated the road under her feet. Some places were a little wet, and there was mud when she stepped down. At night, people in the village had no entertainment, basically They are all playing at home, occasionally visiting, and mostly playing cards and bragging.
There were very few people around where she was walking at the moment.
At this moment, Zheng Zhiyu got out, hugged her by the waist, walked through the high corn stalks around, and walked in the direction Xu Jiao was walking. Xu Jiao was picked up by her, glanced at her, and changed. Instead, focus on the nearby environment, so that you can find out in advance whether there are people nearby, so that no one is doing farm work in the middle of the night, and when you look up, you find someone floating in the air.
That effect is divine.
Zheng Zhiyu didn't hear a word of protest from her, and teased her in a cool tone: "Why are you so good today?"
Xu Jiao replied lazily: "In the absolute
In the face of the right power, all struggle is useless. "
Zheng Zhiyu chuckled and kissed the top of her hair, with a bit of praise in her tone: "I just like how smart you are."
Xu Jiao gave a "hmm" and said casually, "Yes, I also like the way I look."
Just after saying this, she patted Zheng Zhiyu on the shoulder and motioned to him to put herself down, because across this cornfield, the original owner's house was in front of her.
Zheng Zhiyu saw that she had been obedient recently, and she was in a good mood at first, but now she was naturally not shy about relying on Xu Jiao, put her down obediently, and at the same time got back into her shadow.
Xu Jiao walked to the door of the lit tutu house step by step, stood and watched for a while, then opened the door and walked in.
…
"Which night did you come and go... Oh, are you willing to come back?"
Xu Dashu walked out with a cigarette in his mouth. His original tone was a bit joyful. He thought it was his old friends who came over. But when he saw Xu Jiao, his tone immediately dropped eight degrees, with disgust and contempt in his tone. obvious.
With this attitude, Xu Jiao naturally didn't bother to pay attention to him, and only said, "I promise you to come back, so don't think about going to my school to make trouble in the future."
Xu Dashu knocked on his cigarette-gun-rod, smiled, the skin on his overly old face was wrinkled together, he squinted at her and said, "I think you haven't cleaned up for a long time, your skin is itchy, you come back It should be, don't give me those things that I have and don't have."
That's why I don't want to admit it.
Xu Jiao looked at him clearly, and was not surprised by his attitude. Following the original owner's memory, she prepared to return to her house, but more people in the house heard Xu Dashu's movements outside, and a male voice was loud. The voice uses the local accent:
"Dad, who are you talking to? My mother called you to come and collect the table."
"Little bastard dares to order your father, the wings are very hard - Xu Jiao is back, let her go."
Xu Dashu stared at Xu Jiao's back and answered loudly.
The curtain of the main room was lifted, and a tall boy saw Xu Jiao, looked at her up and down, and teased: "Yo, life at school is not bad, is it a big money? Wear it? It's all so fashionable, and my sister is so rich, how can I spend a little bit for my brother?"
"What kind of money? If she wants money, she has to give it to me first." The sound of the original owner's mother washing the pot with a brush came from the kitchen.
Hearing this voice, the boy rolled his eyes, and while Xu Jiao passed by his side, he suddenly reached out to grab Xu Jiao's schoolbag. Xu Jiao responded promptly and avoided it, but the strap of the schoolbag was still pulled by him.
The next moment, the boy suddenly attacked with his natural strength advantage, pulled Xu Jiao's schoolbag off his shoulders, and said with a smile:
"Sister, Dad called you to clean the table, why don't you hurry up?"
"You came back all the way, I'll look at this bag for you for a while, don't be so polite."
Xu Jiao looked at him blankly.
Aware of her gaze, the person in front of her who doesn't look like her at all, with a square face, a slumped nose, and falling eyes, said to her:
"Sister, don't look at me with that look, I'm so scared."
Xu Jiao raised the corner of her lower lip slightly.
She took two steps into the room and glanced at the mess on the table, and a pot of pale purple
Cauliflower soup, it is rare to return to this sentence:
"Don't be in a hurry."
The boy turned to look at her—
Just this one.
In front of him was a pot of purple-yellow scorching hot towards his face.
With a swipe, the dripping soup fell on his head, he licked it subconsciously, and the salty taste was still there.
She didn't seem to realize what happened. The tall boy still kept holding her bag with one hand. Seaweed and egg flowers were dripping from his hair and neck. The whole person looked ridiculous.
He heard Xu Jiao casually raising his chin at him, and said in a notification tone:
"Now you can start to be afraid."