Lin Wuyu used to see such scenes on the street—one or several battery cars, a few young people who seemed to be idle, sitting or squatting or standing, or smoking cigarettes or holding beer cans.
He has never understood what this seemingly time-consuming and extremely boring gathering is doing.
Now he understands part of it.
He and Ding Ji, except for the number of people and cars, are a little less.
He sat on the battery seat, Ding Ji squatted on the sidewalk next to him.
I can't go home, and I don't want to go back to the dormitory.
After chatting for a while, they fell into a not very embarrassing but very long silence.
"Can you stand up?" Lin Wuyu asked Ding Ji.
"Why?" Ding Ji said.
"I don't know," Lin Wuyu said, "I just feel like we both looked like we were waiting for someone to call and jump up and fight."
"That won't happen," Ding Ji replied with experience. "You don't see it at first glance. I may look a little like it, but I never participated in a group fight with less than ten people on my side when I set off."
"...Why?" Lin Wuyu was a little curious.
"What nonsense," Ding Ji tutted impatiently, "Have you never had a fight? There are fewer people, bigger goals, more people are safe, and if there are more people, I can still play with my phone next to me."
Lin Wuyu laughed.
Ding Ji's cell phone started singing in his trouser pocket.
Lin Wuyu was a little surprised to hear that it was the voice of Grandma Zhao Lirong.
Fourteen five or six blooming in spring...
"I'm done," Ding Ji took out his phone and glanced at it, "It's my mother."
"What?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"Forgot to tell her that I won't go back for dinner." Ding Ji said.
"Ah," Lin Wuyu felt a little embarrassed, "Why don't you pick it up and let me explain it to you."
"Explain the fart," Ding Ji pressed mute and put the phone back in his pocket, "It's alright."
"Go back," Lin Wuyu said, "I have to go back to the dormitory, I haven't packed a suitcase yet."
"Then I'll take you back to school." Ding Ji said.
Lin Wuyu had never driven an electric car before, nor had he ever sat in the back seat of an electric car.
I sat in the back seat twice today, and it was actually quite emotional.
He feels a lot more relaxed now sitting in the back seat than when he went back to school with a suitcase from home.
Maybe it was full, maybe it was irreversible.
Maybe it was just because Ding Ji rudely hung up the call he couldn't handle neatly.
Ding Ji's car drove fast, and his T-shirt was filled with the wind and bulged.
Lin Wuyu tore off his T-shirt.
As soon as he let go, the T-shirt bulged again.
Pull again, drum again.
"Do you have any obsessive-compulsive disorder?" Ding Ji asked.
"No," Lin Wuyu didn't let go this time, "your clothes are about to wrap my face."
"It's not dirty." Ding Ji said.
"I didn't say dirty." Lin Wuyu tugged at the waist of his trousers and tucked the hem of his T-shirt in.
"What are you doing!" Ding Ji braked and turned his head cautiously.
Lin Wuyu raised his hand and said nothing.
"Why didn't you pay so much attention to drinking other people's water?" Ding Ji frowned and tucked the hem of his clothes into his trousers, "It's too much for you."
At the gate of the school, Ding Ji pulled his clothes out of the waistband of his trousers while parking the car.
So particular.
Lin Wuyu smiled: "I'm sorry today."
"There's nothing to be ashamed of," Ding Ji waved, "I'm fine too."
"Then I..." Lin Wuyu pointed to the school gate.
"Goodbye." Ding Ji said.
Lin Wuyu turned around and walked two steps, stopped again, and walked back after two seconds: "I have a question I want to ask."
"Ask." Ding Ji looked at him.
"You can tell from palmistry, brothers and sisters, right?" Lin Wuyu looked at his palm, "Can you tell anything else?"
"Like?" Ding Ji asked.
"For example," Lin Wuyu stopped for a long time before looking at him and said, "Is he still alive?"
Ding Ji was stunned.
"You calculated it with copper coins that day, because he was not in the local area for two years before and after," Lin Wuyu said, "then..."
"Birthday eight characters," Ding Ji got out of the car, took out his mobile phone, took a picture of Lin Wuyu's hand, and took another picture of his face, "What's your brother's name?"
"Did you take the opportunity to secretly photograph me?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"Come on," Ding Ji handed him the phone, "give you a chance to delete it yourself."
Lin Wuyu smiled and didn't answer.
"What's your brother's name?" Ding Ji asked again.
"Lin Zhan." When Lin Wuyu said this name, he felt very strange.
Since the disappearance of "your brother", the name has hardly been mentioned at home. On the one hand, they feel that Lin Zhan is a genius who can deal with all the difficulties in the world, but on the other hand, they dare not imagine that Lin Zhan's physical condition can be so healthy and safe. for many years.
But I don't know why, after changing the name "your brother", it is like entering self-hypnosis. Your brother is not Lin Zhan, your brother is not the missing child, and your brother is the person you can never surpass.
He's the reason you came into the world, he's the reason you've been ignored, the source of your stress in everything you do.
When Lin Wuyu quarreled, he was very sure and firm, and I had the final say.
But he also had to admit that, after all, he was only a senior in high school, and his emotions were inevitably affected.
After taking the luggage back to the dormitory, Chen Mang and the others tidied up the cabinets where the sundries were kept, and made room for him to put things. No one asked, and he didn't say much.
Usually he would chat with Xu Tianbo, they would talk about many things, would complain and complain, but this time he didn't tell Xu Tianbo either.
There are not many days until the exam, and he doesn't want anyone's emotions to be affected because of him.
In the past two days, he couldn't find the rhythm of his review. He sat alone on the side of the playground, trying to pass a question in his mind, but he couldn't concentrate for a few minutes. He had to pick up the book and stare at it word by word.
Lao Lin found him on the playground on the fourth day.
"Talk." Lao Lin sat beside him.
"I can adjust it in a few days, a week at most." Lin Wuyu said.
"There are not so many weeks," said Lao Lin, "there is not that much time for you to adjust."
Lin Wuyu didn't say anything.
"I didn't want to look for you, but I had to," said Lao Lin. "This time, it's really a big deal, and we're not faking it. Anyway, consolation is okay for others, but it doesn't mean anything to you. I can't handle your brain and logic."
"Don't be flattering." Lin Wuyu smiled.
"If this is flattering, your ass is too swollen to see," Lao Lin smiled and put his arms around his shoulder, "Let's just say it directly, I went to your house to talk with your parents, and the conversation went very poorly. Friendly, I think they can go to the Education Bureau to complain to me if we talk more, I don't think there will be any loosening on their side, your family's situation is special."
"Yeah." Lin Wuyu nodded.
"So it doesn't matter. You are very independent in every aspect. Their attitudes will not have any substantial impact on you. It is you who will affect you," said Lao Lin. "You study and review yourself. The way is different from others, the time you have to adjust this time is too long for yourself, it is not your style.”
Lin Wuyu glanced at him.
"I can only force you directly," said Lao Lin. "It's been less than a week for the third model. Look back at your second-model god-like achievements. Your third-model is not a god, are you worthy of me?"
"Brother Lin," Lin Wuyu couldn't help laughing, "what happened to me?"
"What's the relationship between us," Lao Lin pulled his finger back and forth between them, "What's the relationship?"
"A brother recognized by both teachers and students." Lin Wuyu said.
"It's buddy," said Lao Lin, "I told you when you were a freshman in high school that you should not go to Lin Wuyu for this or that. You have to leave a strong mark on my coaching career, so that it is convenient for me. You can brag to other parents in the future."
"Yeah." Lin Wuyu nodded with a smile.
"Okay, I won't waste your time," Lao Lin stood up, "I said something very serious."
"Say." Lin Wuyu looked at him.
"I really don't have time for Lin Wuyu," said Lao Lin. "Come on, you know you don't need to prove anything to anyone, but you said that you have the final say in your affairs, and you are responsible."
"You know me very well." Lin Wuyu pushed up his glasses.
"You made your mother so angry that you told me seven or eight times." Lao Lin said.
"I do what I say." Lin Wuyu said.
"You talk like a fart," Grandma frowned. "Not at all!"
"What's wrong with me? I just miss you," Ding Ji lay on the sofa, holding Shi Xiangyang's exercise book in one hand, and counting with a pen on the coffee table in the other, "Don't you want to? Me? I'll come back to see you, that's all."
"You just don't want to go back!" Grandma said. "Your dad said you just didn't answer the phone. Why didn't you answer his phone? Don't say anything if you don't go home for dinner."
"I don't want to quarrel with them, let's talk about it," Ding Ji frowned, "Today, a friend of mine just quarreled with the family, and I will act out a live quarrel with the family in front of him, won't it add to the crowd. "
"That's not necessarily true," Grandpa was slowly making tea beside him, "Maybe when he sees that there are people who are as unhappy as me, he will feel at ease."
"It's me who said this," Ding Ji laughed, "this person is different."
"Why is it different? Is it a new friend?" Grandpa asked.
"Well," Ding Ji thought for a while, "I asked my grandma to help me with the calculation, and it was his brother, but my grandma didn't help me."
"Then don't you steal yourself," said Grandma, "when I don't know?"
"You can do the math when you have time, his brother seems to be..." Ding Ji frowned, "It's going to affect him very much, the college entrance examination is about to happen..."
"You still know!" Grandma shouted, only now that she realized that she had digressed from the topic, and hurriedly turned the topic back again, "Don't go home! Don't review..."
"Hey!" Ding Ji sat up and looked at his grandma.
"After reviewing and reviewing, my eldest grandson's face is tired and pointed." Grandma immediately held his face, "Your parents have always wronged you."
"When you have time, help with the calculations, grandma," Ding Ji took out a piece of paper from his pocket. "Name, birthday, eight characters, etc., write everything you need on it."
"What kind of friend, I've known each other so much for a few days." Grandma was reluctant, but she put the piece of paper away.
Why are you so concerned.
do not know.
Do you care
I don't know.
Ding Ji rode a battery car to his home. It wasn't long before the college entrance examination. He didn't want to argue with his parents anymore about reviewing.
Is it because of similar experiences
No, Lin Wuyu's parents are not the same as his parents, or the opposite.
They didn't seem to care about Lin Wuyu.
But Mom and Dad placed too many expectations on him and made too many unrealistic demands on him.
It's not unrealistic either. Ding Ji actually doesn't know where his upper limit is. After all, he has never tried to go all out.
He didn't even know how far he could go.
He just doesn't want to be overly concerned, and doesn't need the anticipation and head-pressing affirmations that aren't from his point of view at all.
But when it comes to going all out.
This time, it can be considered that he has gone all out, even Shi Xiangyang has done all the problems that Shi Xiangyang gave him.
Although he did it because Lin Wuyu said that he was talented, after all, the god of learning is more reliable than Shi Xiangyang.
Hey hey hey.
Ding Ji took out the phone that had been shaking in his pocket, and saw that the call was not from home, but from Liu Jinpeng.
He parked the car on the side of the road and answered the phone: "Pengpeng?"
"Did you just go back to your grandma's house!" Liu Jinpeng shouted.
"Well," Ding Ji responded, "Now go back to my parents' house. If they don't go back, they will break out. Maybe they will kick me out of the house, and then you have to go with me to pack up..."
"Aren't all your things in your grandma's house?" Liu Jinpeng said.
"You have the brain, right?" Ding Ji said.
"I still have some brains, it's another matter if it's good or not," Liu Jinpeng laughed. "If you have time in the past two days, go to the small park to find me, and bring some watermelons to your grandparents."
"Watermelon?" Ding Ji was stunned.
"My cousin bought a few carts of watermelons," Liu Jinpeng said. "I helped him sell them. It's in the fruit street next to the small park."
"Okay," Ding Ji said, "I'll find you in two days."
Inspired by Liu Jinpeng, Ding Ji took two watermelons from the watermelon stand downstairs and went home.
Because I carried Shi Xiangyang's exercise set and watermelon, my parents' anxiety and anger were eased a little.
Ding Ji entered his room before they recovered and closed the door.
Before starting to review, he took out his mobile phone, used a photo printer to print out Lin Wuyu's face and hands, and stared at it for a while.
If he knew, he was thinking about Lin Wuyu's brother, but if he didn't know, he should think he had some thoughts on Lin Wuyu.
... Lin Wuyu is actually a homosexual.
Really surprising.
Can't see it.
But they also have them at school. There is a boy from the next class. He is very handsome and has a very flamboyant personality. He wears very fashionable clothes every day, and sometimes wears makeup. Many people point at him. Ding Ji has no prejudice. At the same time, he made people shut up for him.
But this one didn't thank him, and the next day he was still walking around when he saw him.
Very annoying.
However, after the analysis of Liu Jinpeng, a social person, he was probably afraid that someone would say that the two of them had an affair and did not want to implicate him.
Ding Ji was still satisfied with this tragic explanation.
Lin Wuyu is similar today, for fear that people will misunderstand him.
However... Lin Wuyu did not avoid him.
Yo!
Ding Ji raised his eyebrows.
Are you really looking at me
"Are you thinking too much?" Lin Wuyu stood by the corridor railing with his mobile phone in his hand, "What the police mean is that we are the discoverers of the child, who reported the case, now that the child is settled, we can go and see if we want to. , who asked you to recognize your son?"
"Did I say I'm going to recognize my son," Ding Ji sighed, "You didn't make it clear, I thought the police were looking for trouble for me!"
"...Have you done any shameful deeds before?" Lin Wuyu held back a smile.
"Are you going?" Ding Ji asked, "Look at the children."
"I..." Lin Wuyu hesitated for a while, he didn't want to see this child, he didn't want to visit a life that started with being unnecessary, but in order to prevent Ding Ji from thinking that he was a cold-blooded and ruthless person, he nodded, "Go."
This hesitation made Ding Ji snort.
Lin Wuyu sighed.
"You come to me, I'll drive you there," Ding Ji said, "Do you know about the fruit street next to the small park?"
"I know." Lin Wuyu said.
Liu Jinpeng's watermelon stall is a bit shoddy, because he only sold this car, so he only rented a ground floor, and he didn't even have a cart. The watermelons were piled on the ground, just a small stool and a ragged pocket for money. , and a QR code for receiving money was thrown on the watermelon pile.
Ding Ji couldn't understand it. Liu Jinpeng didn't usually set up a stall, so how could he find such a broken pocket overnight, making him look as if he had been squatting here and selling fruit for eight years.
"It's pretty sweet." Ding Ji likes to eat watermelon, and he ate half of it in a few minutes while sitting on the small stool.
"Da Dong said he was still a boy," Liu Jinpeng said, "Didn't he adopt it?"
"It is estimated that there is some disease or defect," Ding Ji said. "After all, most people adopt children because they need them, not because of love."
Liu Jinpeng sighed.
Ding Ji buried his head and chewed for a while, when he saw someone standing in front of the watermelon stand, Liu Jinpeng didn't say hello, I wonder if he was still immersed in sympathy for the poor child.
"Do you want to buy a watermelon?" Ding Ji had to put down the watermelon rind in his hand and raised his head to ask.
"Don't buy it." Lin Wuyu answered while standing in front of the watermelon.
When Ding Ji saw the expression and eyes on his face, he knew that in Lin Wuyu's heart, a qualitative change had begun.
According to the analysis, the pocket for collecting money was at his feet, and the small stool he sat on was the only seat in the watermelon stand, occupying the C seat, and he also skillfully greeted the guests.
So conclusions can be drawn.
He finally obeyed the sincere persuasion of the god of learning, and evolved from a half fairy who was abducted and deceived into a watermelon peddler.
His life began to take a good direction.
After all, it is self-sufficient.