Lin Wuyu laughed: "It's very rash of you to ask this."
"It's not as rash as you just said." Ding Ji said.
"Then didn't you see this when you read my palmistry before?" Lin Wuyu looked at the palm of his left hand.
"I didn't look, and I didn't think about that," Ding Ji thought for a while and lowered his voice, "Isn't it a kiss?"
"It's my dear." Lin Wuyu said.
"Oh." Ding Ji responded.
The two didn't speak any more, and looked at the stroller together.
A few minutes later, a police car drove over, Ding Ji jumped up, and waved at the police car: "Here—"
A book tucked in the fart pocket of his trousers fell to the floor.
Lin Wuyu also often stuffed papers and books into his fart pockets, and he didn't like holding things in his hands.
But Ding Ji was different.
Lin Wuyu picked up the book on the ground, it was very old, the pages were all yellow and black, but it should have been preserved quite carefully, the pages were all flat without any corners.
A hand drawn on the cover, and various lines on the hand, one knows without reading the title that this is a palmistry teaching book.
Unexpectedly, the liars in the rivers and lakes still carry reference materials with them... So dedicated.
"Your..." When Lin Wuyu handed the book to Ding Ji, he was already facing the police.
"I called the police," Ding Ji pointed to the stroller, "a very young child who has been sleeping."
"Is this child only two months old?" An old policeman frowned when he saw it. "How did this car get here? Did you see it?"
Ding Ji and Dadong turned to look at Lin Wuyu together.
"I'm standing here," Lin Wuyu walked to where he was standing before, "Take your phone and look over there, I don't know when this car came next to me, but I saw it when I turned around."
"I have to get in touch with a few lesbians in the institute immediately, and the hospital," the old policeman turned to his colleagues behind him and said, "This child is too young, and I don't know how long he has been hungry..."
"Then we... can we go?" Ding Ji asked beside him.
"You cooperate," the old policeman said, "to make a record, we have to investigate after we place this child."
"Now?" Lin Wuyu said.
"Yes." The policeman nodded.
"What's the matter?" Ding Ji asked in a low voice, "Is something wrong?"
"I haven't eaten yet." Lin Wuyu also replied in a low voice.
Ding Ji ignored him.
From handing the child over to the police, then cooperating with the police station to make a record, to finally answering a question and leaving, Ding Ji ignored him.
Didn't even look at him too much.
As soon as he left the gate of the police station, Ding Ji pulled his friend onto the front of the car and left without looking back. Lin Wuyu didn't even find a chance to return his reference materials to him.
Dogs come and go.
Lin Wuyu ate a bowl of noodles in a small shop next to the police station and drove back to school.
He knew why Ding Ji suddenly ignored him.
He probably thought he was indifferent. Facing such a small, possibly abandoned child, he only wanted to eat.
Not even the least bit of sympathy.
Today's dinner is noodles, and I bring it to a few people in the dormitory, which is noodles.
Lin Wuyu struggled a bit when he brought four servings of noodles into the dormitory. The size of the four lunch boxes was not much different from that of two pockets of barbecue, but there was soup in it. Speed, keep your hands steady.
"Don't think I can't see who you are!" The uncle's voice came from a distance.
You really can't see.
Lin Wuyu had already run up to the third floor, and he was still very confident in his speed.
There was a mirror on the first floor. Every time he ran past the mirror with food, he would take a look, but he never saw himself clearly.
Lightning general.
Several people in the dormitory were still studying under the lamp, but when Lin Wuyu entered the door, several people's faces were facing the door.
"I heard the uncle shouting downstairs." Chen Mang said with a smile.
"He said he could see who I am." Lin Wuyu said.
"That's impossible, I can catch you early in the morning," Luo Chuan got up and took the lunch box, "Run at least three times a week."
"What kind of noodles did you eat for dinner today?" Liu Ziyi said, "This is not your style. You ran out and didn't have a big meal?"
"Something happened," Lin Wuyu stuffed Ding Ji's reference material under the pillow, "I didn't eat a big meal."
He didn't want to say that he picked up the child tonight, and the biggest advantage of a few people in the dormitory making people feel comfortable was manifested at this time, and no one asked.
With such an excellent roommate, the time spent together is decreasing along with the countdown numbers in the classroom. Sometimes I feel sad when I think about it.
"Is there a box of yours?" Chen Mang asked.
"Four boxes are easy to store," Lin Wuyu said, "you can divide it up, I just finished eating, I'll read the book for a while."
Palmistry Mystery.
Lin Wuyu turned on the lamp by the bedside and put on his glasses.
This book looks like a pirated book series, and the title of the book is not "Simple, Learn to Read Palms in Five Minutes" or "Learn People with Hands", "From Palm Prints to Life" or the like, it seems that it is still going. Suspenseful style.
Chic.
Yo. The author is also a foreigner.
Lin Wuyu habitually followed the steps he usually learned, and first preset the question in his mind.
For example, where is the origin of palmistry, in which cultural background is palmistry the most popular, and what is the basis for the division of various regions corresponding to palmprints...
Then opened the book.
On the first page of the catalog, neatly written with a ballpoint pen, two lines of large characters.
Little prodigy Ding Ji's private collection.
do not lend you. Do not steal. Pick it up and give it back to me.
Each word had to be about two centimeters in diameter, and Lin Wuyu laughed silently after seeing it for ten seconds.
There is also a line of date below, calculated according to the date, this should have been written by Ding Ji in the first grade of elementary school or earlier...
Lin Wuyu paused for a while, then roughly flipped through the book again. There were also some places marked in it. The fonts were all the same, and they should have been written in the same period.
In this way, Ding Ji knew a lot of words when he was five or six years old, and his comprehension ability seemed to be good. It's marked - "Fart!!".
interesting.
Lin Wuyu pushed up his glasses.
Ding Ji was sitting in front of the desk. On the table was a mess of completed papers and exercise sets. At this moment, he was holding his mobile phone in one hand and flipping back and forth in the drawer on the table in the other.
He knew it was a little late, and Da-dong must have slept, but he still couldn't bear it until tomorrow.
"Quick pick up, quick pick up..." He stood up and walked around the room twice, pulling the quilt to look under the bed.
"Fuck..." Dadong finally picked up the phone, "Are you crazy? Do you know what time it is?"
"I know it's a little late..." Ding Ji said.
"It's not a little bit, it's almost four o'clock child," Dadong sighed, "what's the matter?"
"Today I stuffed the book in my fart pocket," Ding Ji frowned, "Did you look at it?"
"Ass pocket? What book?" Dadong was at a loss, "Are you still going out with a book?"
"It's alright, go to sleep." Ding Ji hung up the phone and sat down beside the bed in frustration. He was already a little sleepy, but now he has no sleep at all.
depressed.
He had to go home and live for a while, so yesterday he went to grandma's house to get the book and wanted to bring it over, but Lin Wuyu picked up a child, which was quite irritating. I just remembered that the book was gone.
This book has been with him for many years. From the first grade to now, he has read it long ago, and there is nothing remarkable about it. He usually holds it, and rarely opens it again.
But this book has accompanied him for many, many years, just like a little girl's doll, it is a kind of placebo.
Sometimes it was an important way for him to gain a sense of security.
When he was a little boy, it was even his way of improving his relationship with his classmates and getting rid of bullying.
This book is not important.
This book is too important.
But I still have to sleep, and I have class tomorrow.
You can’t miss school when you live at your parents’ house. If you’re at your grandparents’ house, it’s just casual. Before, grandma thought that he would leave school before four o’clock every day like when he was in elementary school. He only came back at six or seven o’clock because he worked too hard at school. .
Go to sleep.
He went to the bathroom like a thief to wash up, then went back to his room and took a random book from the bedside. Dad bought one of the books according to his own reading list, and didn't look at what it was. , stuffed it under the pillow and closed his eyes.
Baby Book's first day away from home.
think about it.
the next day.
think about it. Search online used bookstores.
Actually there is.
Twenty-seven? It's too dark!
Day three.
think about it. Search used bookstores.
Thirty-six? Ten bucks for shipping
Ding Ji slid the phone into the pocket on the trouser leg before the teacher came over, and kept his original posture without moving.
It wasn't until the teacher tapped him lightly on the shoulder that he suddenly raised his head and rubbed his eyes.
"Have you had a good rest?" the teacher asked softly.
"It's too late." Ding Ji replied.
"I've been sleepy for a few minutes," the teacher said. "Still pay attention to the combination of work and rest."
"Well." Ding Ji nodded.
After the teacher walked away, he turned his head and looked beside him.
Shi Xiangyang was looking at him with disgust: "How can you pretend like this?"
"Do you want me to teach you?" Ding Ji asked.
"No." Shi Xiangyang refused honestly.
"I'll go out in a while," Ding Ji whispered, "If Teacher He comes and asks me, you can say that I went to the playground to endorse."
Shi Xiangyang didn't answer right away. After pondering for a while, he asked, "Have you memorized books? Aren't you the legendary one who never forgets?"
"Fart," Ding Ji denied without thinking, "When did the unforgettable legend ever have me?"
"Then how did you take the exam like that? Also endorsed?" Shi Xiangyang asked.
"Don't memorize it, speaking of it... I chose science because I thought I could not endorse it," Ding Ji sighed, "I didn't expect that, there are a lot of memorizations."
"Then how did you get into the top five in the exam?" Shi Xiangyang asked again.
"I'm listening to the class, bro," Ding Ji sighed again, "I can almost remember the ones I want to memorize, and I can make them up too."
Shi Xiangyang didn't speak, just looked at him.
Ding Ji glanced at it and found that the expression on Shi Xiangyang's face was very sad and lost.
He snapped back to his senses, and in order to prevent Shi Xiangyang from cutting the cake again, he quickly added: "Sometimes you have to cheat."
"...Oh." Shi Xiangyang nodded.
In the second class in the afternoon, Ding Ji didn't go to the classroom, and slipped out of the school to the small park. Although he had detoured to watch it several times in the past two days, with the determination not to give up or give up, he ran again in the afternoon.
Got nothing.
He knew that used books could be bought online, but it didn't make sense to him.
He just wants to accompany him for more than ten years, and follow him under the pillow for more than ten years. It has his own signature and exclusive label, and it is smooth and smooth...
Now the last way to find the book is to ask Lin Wuyu that cold-blooded thing.
Originally, I wanted to wait for Lin Wuyu to ask when he came back to the small park, but such a broken book, what if Lin Wuyu just threw it away, after all, in the face of a child who was thrown away, Lin Lengxin still wanted to eat.
So Ding Ji turned around and went to the attached middle school.
Lin Wuyu was sitting on the edge of the playground, in front of several classes that were taking physical education classes.
He has been on the playground from noon until now, walking and sitting, and now there are more students around him, and he plans to go back to the classroom or dormitory.
When he picked up the book at hand and got up to leave, he stopped.
A man came over from a distance from the wall of the stand opposite the playground.
Those who like to climb the wall from here are those from the second year of high school, headed by Kou Chen. It seems that if they don't climb the wall several times a month, they are not considered to be attached to the middle school.
But it wasn't the students from the attached high school who came in today.
Is it... Ding Ji
Lin Wuyu pushed his glasses, trying to make sure if he was wrong.
But after a second he was sure he had read it right.
After Ding Ji landed, he said a few words to a girl sitting in the stands, and then the girl pointed to him.
Then Ding Ji rolled over as if he had finally found out where the enemy was after searching for revenge for so many years.
This speed made Lin Wuyu have to stand up vigilantly.
"Don't go!" Ding Ji pointed at him and shouted, "Lin Wuyu!"
"...I didn't leave." Lin Wuyu replied.
It was estimated that the voice was not loud enough, Ding Ji didn't hear it, and continued to shout in a series: "Don't go, don't go, don't go... I have something to do with you... "
"Do you still know where to climb over the wall?" Lin Wuyu asked when he ran to the front.
"There is no school that can't get over the wall," Ding Ji gasped, "and there's no school that can't get in."
"What's the matter with me?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"Did you see a book the day you picked up the child?" Ding Ji asked.
"The mystery of palmistry?" Lin Wuyu was a little surprised. He originally wanted to go to the small park on the weekend to see if he could meet Ding Ji, but he didn't expect this person to come to the school to find him for this book.
This answer made Ding Ji suddenly relieved, and he didn't want to say anything, so he clasped his fists at Lin Wuyu, sat on the stone bench next to him and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Just for this?" Lin Wuyu asked.
"Yeah, just for this," Ding Ji felt at ease, "When did you get it?"
"I picked it up." Lin Wuyu corrected him.
"When did you pick it up?" Ding Ji asked again.
"When you rushed to the police uncle excitedly." Lin Wuyu said.
"...It fell off at that moment? I didn't feel it at all," Ding Ji stretched out his hand, "Give it to me, I haven't slept well for the past two nights."
"In the dormitory," Lin Wuyu said, "I'll get it for you."
"I'll go with you to save you from running over again." Ding Ji said.
"Don't you have to go out later?" Lin Wuyu pointed to the wall over there.
"I'll walk out in a while," Ding Ji looked over there and followed Lin Wuyu, "I just wanted to walk in through the main door, but your guards are too unreasonable, you can't come in if you're allowed out."
"Fortunately, I'm in the playground. If I were in the classroom, you probably would have been kicked out before you found out." Lin Wuyu looked back at him.
"No," Ding Ji waved his hand, "I asked a student who just came out at the door and said that you were either in the playground or in the cafeteria."
"Oh." Lin Wuyu smiled.
"Study God." Ding Ji said.
Lin Wuyu raised his eyebrows.
"What's the matter," Ding Ji also raised his eyebrows, "The people in your school said, "Xue Shen, he is not in the playground but in the cafeteria, the exact words."
"Almost, I don't like staying in the classroom," Lin Wuyu said, "Little prodigy."
Ding Ji stopped abruptly, his voice twisted a bit: "...Have you read my book?"
"Look, you didn't write it down," Lin Wuyu said, "Just write it down, don't borrow it, don't steal it, if you find it, you'll have to pay it back..."
"Stop talking." Ding Ji sighed.
"Are you," Lin Wuyu suddenly took a step back and whispered in his ear, "Don't like being called a child prodigy?"