The day of the school celebration is getting closer, and their rehearsals are getting more and more intense.
Ji Mingyue and the others at the front table saw Ji Mingyue yawning all the time, and couldn't help asking: "Are you so tired from rehearsing? What time do you practice every day?"
"It's okay." Ji Mingyue took out the wrong question book, rested his chin to copy the wrong questions in the last quiz, and yawned again, "The main reason is that I haven't slept well recently."
"Why didn't you sleep well?" the front desk asked casually.
Ji Mingyue said, "It's a nightmare."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that Lin Feng turned his head to look at him from the side.
The front desk continued to ask: "What nightmare?"
"I dreamed that you confessed to me in the grove, and I said no, but you cried and begged me, saying that you would do anything as long as I promised..." Ji Mingyue ran the train without blinking.
"...Damn!" The straight steel man at the front desk was deeply insulted, and after cursing, he turned his head angrily.
Ji Mingyue was overjoyed behind him, Lin Feng finished his homework, and asked while collecting the workbook: "Are you okay?"
"Ah, it's okay." Ji Mingyue yawned again, and took out two boxes of milk from the desk. One box was inserted with a straw to drink, and the other box was pushed in Lin Feng's direction, "You Want it?"
"No, I'm not hungry."
"Just treat it as a snack, I brought it anyway." Since he said it, Ji Mingyue has been more generous in feeding him. He bit the straw and pushed the box of milk all the way to Lin Feng's table, "Drink Let's drink."
Lin Feng had no choice but to accept it, glanced at him, and said, "Before going to bed, boil some hot water, use it to drink or soak your feet, so you can sleep better."
"You know I'm lazy." Ji Mingyue blinked, smiled and said, "I understand the truth, but I'm too lazy to do it, it's too much trouble."
Moreover, he felt that those nightmares were probably "sequences of rebirth", which could not be solved by drinking hot water before going to bed...
Maybe it's because the recent days are too comfortable, but it has brought out his subconscious worries about "rebirth". Even though most of the rebirth online novels follow the route of "changing the past and becoming a winner in life", there are still quite a few novels. , movies, emphasize the irreversible fate: people seem to be struggling desperately, but in fact they are still spinning in the same place, and finally have to return to the destined ending through various methods.
He draws manga, and the deepest memory of this is also several animations of Neon: the protagonist has the ability to reverse time and space, and goes back to the past time and time again to save his relatives and friends, but no matter how many times he restarts and how many changes he makes , the result is that they will watch their relatives and friends die tragically in front of themselves in various ways.
In the end, the protagonists of the animation are either instructed or awakened by the savior themselves, so that they can escape from the endless cycle of despair again and again.
But Ji Mingyue didn't know if he failed...whether he would have a second chance to start over.
What he bears is not to make himself reach the pinnacle of life, to look down upon the heroes, to slap anyone who has wronged him in the past life, but to live Lin Feng's life.
If he succeeded, Lin Feng would survive; if he failed, would he not have crossed that "world line" at all
—What will happen to Lin Feng
In the previous life, there were questions that could no longer be answered, like a sharp knife hanging heavily in his heart, making him unable to breathe; Back, showing sharp fangs.
In the nightmares, sometimes the events of his previous life would be replayed, extremely realistic, as if the rebirth was just his dream; sometimes there would be subtle changes, for example, he did not go abroad, but watched Lin Feng have an accident, or for example that The phone finally got through, and he picked it up, only to hear the heavy breathing on the other side...
What he dreamed about last night was the year when he first went abroad. He was still in a language school at that time, and the school was preparing for Christmas activities. Because foreign schools emphasize participation, everyone has to go on stage and perform in a show.
Ji Mingyue participated in the class rehearsal of "Harry Potter". He was wearing a little wizard's cloak, happily waving his magic wand, and rehearsing with his classmates when he suddenly received a call from China.
The voice on the other end of the phone was in a hurry: "Mr. Ji had an accident. He fell down the fifth flight of stairs and is currently undergoing rescue at xx Hospital. Do you want to go back to China?"
At that time, there was a problem with the company's capital chain, and Ji Hong had an accident at a critical point. Everyone was in chaos, and the main force Ji Hong trusted was busy running the company. Knowing how to choose words carefully, Ji Mingyue listened to him and thought that this was the last side of him.
Ji Mingyue didn't have any precautions at the time, so he just listened. The feeling of the world that he had relied on for more than ten years collapsing suddenly is still unforgettable in his mind.
However, compared with the previous life, the dream last night was a little different—he was not at a foreign language school, but at a domestic high school celebration party, and the surrounding environment changed from cold winter to spring. The secretary called him, he abandoned everyone on and off the stage, and rushed all the way to the hospital, but he was still one step late...
He broke down and cried in the hospital corridor, but it didn't help. When he woke up from the dream, his eyelashes were still wet, and there were wet tears, which gave him an illusion for a moment: he had never been reborn, and he was unwilling to accept the comfortable and beautiful life after rebirth. Reality, fictional dreams.
Even though he pinched his own face and went to school for several classes to wake himself up and believe that the current life is real, it was inevitable that Ji Mingyue would still feel a little dazed.
The direct expression of his trance was writing and writing questions, and he began to turn his face to stare at Lin Feng. Lin Feng let him watch half a self-study class, but still couldn't help asking him: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." Ji Mingyue shook his head quickly and looked away, "Go ahead and do the questions."
He lowered his head, pretending to be serious and continued to copy the liberal arts answers, only halfway through the writing did he realize that he had copied the lines. He rubbed his face, let out a sigh of relief, turned to Lin Feng and asked, "Lin Feng, Shang Boyu hasn't come to see you recently, has he?"
"No." Lin Feng replied, "I haven't seen it since that time in the gymnasium."
"Well, that's good, then your mother...how is your health recently?" Ji Mingyue paused, and then asked, "Did your uncle's family come to see you recently?"
"She is still taking care of her body at home, and she seems to be recovering well at present, but the doctor said that the situation may recur at any time, so we should not take it lightly." Lin Feng replied patiently, "My uncle came once and sent some vegetables and eggs to our house. Yet?"
"It's nothing." Ji Mingyue knew that Aunt Lin Feng came to the school to make trouble after the second year of high school. Now the conflict has not surfaced, and it is normal for the two families to maintain a superficial harmony. He thought for a while and said, "The last time I chatted with your mother in the hospital, I heard that your aunt seems a little mean, I think you'd better not have too much contact with their family... Ah, I don't mean to speak ill of your relatives !"
He didn't realize that in the middle of his speech, as a classmate, he went a little too far to ask whether Lin Feng's family should have contact with relatives. He quickly smiled and made up: "I just said it casually, if you don't Happy, just treat me as nonsense, don't take it to heart!"
But it doesn't matter if you don't take it to heart at all... Lin Feng can't follow him when he goes home, what if he is unprepared one day and this top relative gets tricked? Ji Ming frowned and began to struggle again.
"Actually, I think so too." Lin Feng said while watching Ji Mingyue's expression. Ji Mingyue seemed a little happy when he heard his words. Lin Feng paused and said, "But my mother Said, although my uncle is more selfish, but after all, blood is thicker than water, we are still a family... "
Fuck the whole family! When they withheld Jiang Manyun's life-saving money and went to school to make trouble and tarnish Lin Feng's reputation, they didn't think they were family!
Lin Feng found that after he said something, Ji Mingyue's face really flashed a trace of anger. Although he quickly suppressed it, Lin Feng keenly caught it.
"Anyway, since you said that, I will be careful." Lin Feng said.
"Well, good." Ji Mingyue had no choice but to say more, he could only rub his face again, and turned his head to continue writing questions with his chin in his hand. After a while, he could still hear his soft sigh.
Lin Feng glanced at the question that Ji Mingyue was writing. Obviously, he only needed to copy it mechanically, but he copied it full of mistakes, and he had to cross out a typo every few moments.
There seems to be some secret hidden in his heart.
When returning home from school to make up lessons, Ji Mingyue was also a little drowsy due to lack of sleep.
Lin Feng was still giving him a lecture, and he supported his head with his hands to force himself, obviously feeling that his eyes were open, but a moment later he woke up because his hands were not supported and his head fell down. Ji Mingyue turned his head in a daze, and found that Lin Feng stopped talking about the subject and was looking at him quietly.
"Yes, I'm sorry..." Ji Mingyue was suddenly embarrassed, rubbed his cheeks quickly, and was about to stand up, "I'm going to wash my face and wake up..."
Lin Feng said: "No need, that's all for today."
"Ah?" Ji Ming was more at a loss, was Lin Feng angry
"Go to bed and lie down, sleep if you can, and lie down if you can't sleep." Lin Feng closed the pages of the book and stood up, "Wait until I tell you to get up again."
Although he was rather confused, Ji Mingyue was really sleepy now, and felt that he could fall asleep with his eyes open, so he followed Lin Feng's instructions in a daze, threw himself on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He didn't sleep soundly, he dreamed intermittently for more than ten minutes, and it was often a mixture of previous and present lives, which gave him such a headache that when he was woken up by Lin Feng, he still frowned , the complexion is worse than before going to bed.
Lin Feng looked at him, frowned slightly, patted his cheek, and pulled him to sit up: "Get up and drink something before going to sleep."
"What..." Ji Ming was very sleepy, sat up softly following the strength of Lin Feng's hand, squinted his eyes and muttered until a cup of warm food was touched on his face.
He opened his eyes and found that Lin Feng had put a glass of milk on his face. Lin Feng must have heated the milk, but it was not boiling. It was warm, touching his cheeks, and the temperature was just right. He rubbed the glass subconsciously, and snorted from his nose like a kitten.
"What are you being coquettish about?" Although Lin Feng said so, he couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and pinched his nose, "Sit up straight."
"Oh." Even in a state of half asleep and half awake, Ji Mingyue knew that Lin Feng wanted to listen to what he said, so he answered and sat up obediently.
Lin Feng put the milk on the bedside table and said, "Drink the milk before it's cold. There is hot water in the kitchen kettle. You can pour it into the basin to soak your feet later, do you hear me?"
Ji Ming became more dizzy and asked, "Did you burn it for me?"
"Nonsense." Lin Feng said, "Aren't you lazy? I've boiled the water for you, pour it yourself."
"Then I have to go to the bathroom, I'm still too lazy to move." Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Ji Mingyue joked, "Xiao Fengzi, go and pour water for me, and you will be rewarded!"
"That's a good idea." After a while, Lin Feng knocked him on the head and said, "You're too lazy. Go by yourself, I'm leaving."
—It’s really nothing to bring water for him, but the meaning of this behavior is a little bit more intimate.
Ji Mingyue didn't know what Lin Feng was thinking, he was just joking and talking nonsense, he didn't expect Lin Feng to serve him tea and water, if Lin Feng did, he would be surprised instead.
Therefore, he was not surprised at all when he heard Lin Feng say that. He raised his head with a smile and said, "Thank you! Be careful when you go back."
"Yeah." Lin Feng put on his coat, sat down on the bed again, tapped the wall of the glass with his fingers, "Don't wait for the milk to cool down before drinking it, just pour water after drinking, don't burn your hands."
"Yeah!" Ji Mingyue hugged the quilt and nodded repeatedly. He glanced at his phone and said, "Uncle Chen will be downstairs soon. Slow down when you go downstairs. The voice-activated light on the first floor seems to be broken."
"Understood." Lin Feng went to get his schoolbag, turned his back to Ji Mingyue, and paused, "If you still have nightmares at night... you can call me."
"..." Ji Ming was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and answered him, "Okay."
Ji Mingyue gulped down the warm milk, then went to pour the hot water from the kettle into the basin, and dragged him to the bedroom to soak his feet.
He sat on the bed, holding his mobile phone in a daze.
In fact, after exchanging numbers with Lin Feng, he only sent text messages to Lin Feng and never called. Although he felt that when he woke up from the nightmare, if he could hear Lin Feng's stable voice, it would definitely make him feel better.
But he always had an instinctive fear and resistance to the scene of waiting for Lin Feng's voice to come from the other side of the current.
Therefore, this call should not be made.
I wonder if Lin Feng will wait for his call...
Although the mental activities before going to bed were full of entanglements, Lin Feng's various measures actually worked. Ji Mingyue fell asleep warmly from body to heart, and had a sweet and dreamless night.
When he woke up the next day, Ji Ming was full of energy that he hadn't seen for a long time. When he went out to class, he found that the winter jasmine flowers on the roadside protruded their light yellow stamens, and the ice and snow left over from the winter melted and turned into spring water, which gurgled along the manhole cover and entered the sewer. Many pedestrians on the street changed into relatively thin ones Chunyi is full of vitality.
When he arrived at school, after the results of the last quiz were sent out, his class ranking increased by another two places. Although it was not much, physics, which had caused him the most headaches before, was able to fly at low altitude this time and passed the thrilling pass.
This led to the fact that in class, while the physics teacher praised Lin Feng on a daily basis, he also mentioned Ji Mingyue by the way: "This is called being close to Zhu Zhechi. Seeing someone is good and knowing how to learn, this is enlightenment! None of you To be honest, I have been studying in the experimental middle school for so many years, and you are really the worst class I have ever taught, and there are only two people who are competitive... "
As a member of "Striving for Qi", Ji Mingyue smiled and showed off to Feng Rui who was behind him, and when he turned around, he found a notebook in front of him, with Lin Feng's clean and tidy handwriting written on it: "How was it yesterday? "
"Excellent, thank you!" Ji Mingyue finished writing, and drew a smiling face behind him.
Just smiling on paper was not enough, when Lin Feng turned to look at him, he also turned his head and showed a bright smile.
Because of the tight rehearsal time recently, from the beginning, I only rehearsed after school, but now I have to go to the last two classes in the afternoon, and I have been rehearsing until six or seven in the evening. But for rehearsals, Ji Mingyue never felt tired, because he was able to hold Lin Feng's hand openly, which inspired him more than anything else.
"This is our last big rehearsal. The day after tomorrow, if you perform well, I don't think it will be a problem to win the first prize." Teacher Wei clapped his hands to encourage them, "Okay, let's play the music, and let's do it one last time!"
In their rehearsal this time, the stage, costumes, and props are all very close to the official performance. After continuous training, everyone's movements have become more and more proficient. Therefore, everyone is as attentive as the official performance.
When he was fully immersed in the performance, Ji Mingyue felt for a moment that he had actually completely got rid of those fears and shadows, everything was moving in a good direction, the future had changed, and there was nothing to be afraid of at all.
How can there be so many fates and dooms? He's just scaring himself.
The last performance was also very smooth. When Teacher Wei shouted "Cut it off!", almost everyone cheered.
"Lin Feng, go and carry the props with me." Teacher Wei greeted Lin Feng.
Lin Feng responded, and asked Ji Mingyue beside him: "Are you waiting for me here, or go back directly?"
"It's not too late, I have to change anyway." Ji Mingyue said, "I'll wait for you backstage."
Lin Feng nodded, and followed Mr. Wei to move the props. Ji Mingyue changed his clothes and was bored waiting, so he took another prop for campus sketch performances—a pointer to play.
He was playing with the pointer, and someone passing by said with a smile, "Are you cosplaying Harry Potter? Waving a magic wand?"
Ji Mingyue was taken aback by his question, and suddenly threw away the pointer like an electric shock.
The man didn't know why, seeing Ji Mingyue's cell phone vibrate, afraid that he didn't hear it, he reminded him: "Your cell phone is ringing."
It took several seconds for Ji Mingyue to let out a soft "hmm".
His hand on the phone was shaking.
"Hello, is that Mingyue? Mr. Ji is in the hospital in city A right now. He fell down the stairs. Is it convenient for you to ask for leave at school? I checked and the nearest flight to city A is... hello? Mingyue Yue? Are you listening?... "
When Lin Feng helped move the props back, he found that Ji Mingyue had disappeared.
If it was someone else, it might be that they got impatient and went back first, but Ji Mingyue has no such precedent of making a deal and changing his mind without saying a word.
No one answered his phone, Lin Feng was more sure that something went wrong.
Walking around the backstage of the small auditorium for a few times, everyone was almost gone, Lin Feng finally found Ji Mingyue behind the curtain of the stage following the slight vibration of his mobile phone.
Ji Mingyue sat on the ground with his knees hugged, his head buried in his knees, curled up into an inconspicuous ball, and was covered by a red curtain. Except for playing hide-and-seek, most people would probably not come here. No wonder Lin Feng didn't notice him before.
Lin Feng called him several times before he moved slowly.
He looked up at Lin Feng, and Lin Feng found that his eye sockets were red.
Although no tears came down, his voice was trembling: "Lin Feng...do you know what I did wrong?"