Qin Jue didn't need to raise his head to know that the eyes around him must be hot.
Qi Ji's hand was always cold, but now it was steaming, and it was obviously filled with excitement to heal the injustice, so Qin Jue had no choice but to close his eyes, break the pot, and immediately gently touch Qi Ji's shoulder in front of everyone. He leaned back, as if to say: Okay, I was wrong, Mr. Hua, why don't you handle it
Qi Ji was slightly surprised, and naturally caressed the back of his neck while looking in Li Baizhu's direction.
The man's body was typically thin and weak, and he obviously couldn't withstand Qin Jue's beating. He was covering his cheekbones, as if he had noticed something, and no longer dared to yell anymore. He just wore a pair of angry and unwilling expressions. Eye.
However, after Qi Ji looked at him for two seconds, he still signaled to the team staff: "... take him to the infirmary first."
He looked up at Qi Ji in surprise, but was averted - so, facing a circle of completely unfamiliar faces, he could only stumble to his feet, rubbing his face in silence while enduring Qin Jue's full set of words. After cremation, I followed the staff downstairs first.
The others saw the clues and naturally dispersed. Only the three of them were left, taking Qin Jue to find a nearby medical kit and helping him deal with the slight bruise on the side of his face.
The two old fritters tacitly agreed not to ask any questions and just took the water and handed over the medicine. However, Qin Jue sat under the concerned gazes of the three of them, feeling as if he was being tortured and felt uncomfortable.
He didn't feel any pain from any minor injury, but they all loved him so much. This, this was like the plot of a parent-child movie, and it was quite touching.
What's even worse is that Qi Ji's movements of rubbing out the medicine were gentle and careful, which made him blush. The ambiguous silence spread meaningfully, making him dare not raise his head again, as if he was trying to avoid the two old men. Watch the fried dough sticks as they gradually change in flavor.
But the one who was most unwilling to let him go was Qi Ji: "...Have you really thought carefully about what senior just said?"
His heart, which was already pounding, was suddenly pounded loudly by Qi Ji's voice, and he became more and more at a loss.
It wasn't until the bursts of low laughter from Shen Ye and Cui Xuezhi enveloped him provocatively that he felt relieved and buried his head on Qi Ji's shoulder for half a minute. Unyielding to the point of being a little incoherent, he finally answered: "... Think about it? Think about it? Think about it. , Real men who are 18cm tall will directly dig into the soil and water to make it comfortable for you, do you need to consider it?"
He refused to accept it. He didn't even have any shame and hugged Qi Ji's waist, but this seemed to only elicit Shen Ye's laughter: "Oh my god, did I miss some key plot again? We Why did the straight-faced man suddenly change his temperament?"
Cui Xuezhi smiled lazily and said: "There's nothing wrong with it, our little sister is very spicy and hot, at least two thousand degrees - melting steel is nothing, let alone bending, it just turned into water and wet it, right Yanshen?"
Qin Jue was shy and anxious, so he could only press his face stiffly against Qi Ji's warm palm, seeking comfort.
After Qi Ji rubbed his ears and carefully applied the medicine on him, Shen Ye breathed out and said tentatively: "Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense. You two can discuss this after you get back to bed. We... want to Don’t you want to go to the infirmary together first?”
Obviously, Shen Ye knew that there was something wrong with Li Baizhu even without asking.
Qin Jue wanted to stop him, but Qi Ji lowered his eyes, as if he was afraid of hurting him with his eyes: "Senior still won't tell you why you started fighting... If I had known, I wouldn't have let you We got to know each other."
Qin Jue didn't want to hurt him for the time being, so he could only grit his teeth: "Then, just think that I'm jealous...!"
However, after Qi Ji paused for two seconds, he couldn't help but grab his wrist and walk out: "Senior, there is no need to explain this reason... The smell is so strong that you can smell it across the Huangpu River."
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So along the way, Qin Jue was yelling at Qi Ji to read the Twenty-Four Filial Piety and not to tease his seniors casually. It wasn't until the smell of medicine in the infirmary entered his nose that he calmed down and looked away, unwilling to look at Li Baizhu, who had a bruised nose and face.
The other party's mood was much calmer, and he seemed to understand his situation. He neither yelled at Qin Jue nor pretended to be pitiful towards Qi Ji. He just leaned on the sofa and let the doctor apply medicine to him, with an expression as cold as Don't know anyone.
After a while, Qi Ji's voice fell.
"You've been thinking a lot, right - why didn't you ask me why you didn't go to the bank?" As he spoke, Qi Ji secretly grabbed Qin Jue's hand that was trying to break free and looked at Li Baizhu, "Don't ask me... when did you find out? of?”
Li Baizhu's shoulders stiffened, and then he breathed out with difficulty, and looked up at him: "You were actually looking for a place to smoke, right?... You are like this every time you encounter anything, so I can only find you."
As a result, the two people's eyes were almost connected, and it became a motionless confrontation, as if whoever moved away first would lose.
The infirmary then became quiet, and through the hidden breathing sounds of others, many past lights and shadows seemed to appear between the two of them for no reason.
—There is the stadium half occupied by one person at sunset; there are the cider cans and laughter stacked up in the night breeze on the rooftop after breaking away from everyone's excitement at the New Year's Day party; there is also the night of the power outage, the crowded stadium gradually disperses Noisy crowds.
The two teenagers walked at the end of the crowd, walking in the dim light of thousands of swaying lights. It seemed that just jumping and competing to touch the leaves of different heights was already the happiest moment in their teens.
No one around him dared to speak. After a long time, Li Baizhu glanced at Qin Jue fearfully and unwillingly, and said to Qi Ji: "...Okay, I really want to know, when did you find out?"
Amidst the unpleasant smell of medicine, Qin Jue was still a little confused and worried, but while Qi Ji was stroking him and smoothing his hair, he looked at Li Baizhu quietly and replied: "Actually... I never wanted to find out the truth. . But someone recently sent me a text message telling me that they would still think of me, like me, and never forget me—and also said that my name was written on that English Cultural Festival.”
No one understood Qi Ji's words. Only Li Baizhu was stunned. After a moment, Qi Ji's voice continued: "So actually... the person who voted at that time was not you at all, right?"
I thought you were not the one who saved me when I was young and confused, right
The air was so heavy that it suppressed their breathing. Li Baizhu couldn't help but closed his eyes and said louder: "... Yes, of course. Who told He Yang to know so much that you stayed in the United States when you were a child? Then This is the United States more than ten years ago! I haven’t seen what a passport looks like yet! - I am a simple and rich young man with no friends, I should be able to get a lot of benefits, right?”
Upon hearing this, Qin Jue, who had been quiet for a long time, finally became restless and wanted to hit someone. Qi Ji almost pressed him in his arms to stop him. At this time, Li Baizhu also drew back his legs and shoulders in fear. He quickly continued: "Forget it, forget it...! It's boring. Don't accept the accounts I transferred to you through WeChat. You can just compensate me for the medicine expenses, right? After today, let's clear everything -"
"Ah? Liangqing?" Although Qin Jue's body was tightly restrained by Qi Ji, his mouth could still move, "Liangqing, sir? Do you want me to clean your grave first and weed it for you?"
Qi Ji tried his best to hug him, and after finally calming him down for half a minute, Qi Ji couldn't help but sigh, and asked Li Baizhu: "Then what do you think-why I haven't clicked the payment button yet?"
The place where the eyes met trembled, and Li Baizhu stood up immediately. He didn't know if the trembling in his throat was a sneer: "You pity me?"
For some reason, Qin Jue, who was moving around in Qi Ji's arms like he was going through a calamity, finally stopped moving. Qi Ji looked at Li Baizhu with a helpless smile: "Sympathy? Why do I sympathize with you? I told you a long time ago that I I’m jealous that your parents are still here.”
The voices in the room became much quieter in an instant. Only Qi Ji still had a trace of luck: "...Actually, no matter what your motivation is, I am still very grateful that you were willing to stand up and support me - you really didn't have that for a second. , are you sincere to me?"
Li Baizhu did not answer. He first turned his attention to his mobile phone, then raised his head and looked around Qi Ji's difficult teammates.
Facing the eyes of those who were determined to protect Qi Ji, Li Baizhu thought for two seconds and seemed to have no intention of struggling and staying for a long time: "Do you want to listen to the truth, Qi Ji?"
As soon as Qi Ji tightened his breath, he replied: "The truth is, there really isn't."
His resolute and relieved smile was full of scorn that didn't match his delicate features. Qi Ji took a breath and almost punched him with his own hand: "... You are a complete fucking bastard, Li Baizhu."
The other party shook his phone indifferently, with an expression that said, "I sympathize with you. I know you won't accept my transfer. You can scold me all you want."
For a moment, the other party even sneered and asked: "Then, who voted for you? I'm really curious about who has such courage."
Qi Ji was silent for a long time, but did not answer directly: "... What do you think?"
Li Baizhu stared at him with slender eyes for half a minute, then raised his head and sighed: "Did you reply to his text message?"
"No. Blocked." Qi Ji simply replied, "He shouldn't have texted me. There are too many people he wants to text."
"...It really looks like you."
Li Baizhu stood up as he spoke. But before leaving, he still pushed Qi Ji: "Okay, don't look so distraught. I've always been like this. It's just that you are too simple and don't know. I can make you understand earlier what the world has. It’s so complicated, you’re not at fault, right?”
Qin Jue almost twisted him again, but he dodged and cursed: "If you didn't say you were gay, I would have tried another way, fuck!"
Qin Jue almost dragged him back and beat him up, and yelled, "Believe it or not, I will confirm the receipt of your coffin book later." In the end, Li Baizhu opened the door and disappeared while saying harsh words. .
The winter sunshine was bleak. Qi Ji listened to the curses scattered together and didn't know why he lowered his eyes.
This day has come - it is very short, yet very long.
From the beginning, he asked Li Baizhu, who wanted to borrow money, to come over and "write an IOU" just to end all his doubts and to end this friendship that could not be called friendship.
However, when he finally said goodbye to that period of his youth when he was struggling to grow up, he still felt a little dull and unbearable for some reason.
"Xiao Qi?" In his ears, it seemed that only Qin Jue's gentle voice was left, "Are you sad again?"
Yes, he was sad again. He was embarrassed in front of the person he liked again. He was a little desperate and had to avoid Qin Jue's sight. However, in that light, Qin Jue suddenly took the initiative to hug him regardless of the presence of others. , but it made him seem to be drowned by the warm voice, and he was so stunned that he could no longer care about anything else.
"Xiao Qi, I... I want to comfort you like last time, so follow me back to the dormitory and don't let them see blindly, okay?"
It was almost difficult for him to distinguish what Qin Jue, who was so gentle, was saying, but the cheers around him had already pushed them to leave together, as if they were pushing him to follow Qin Jue and his current friends and leave the past completely.