"Then send it well, you always send me that kind of stuff..." Ji Liao complained slightly, and got up and leaned on the desk. Glancing at the test questions on the table, he reached out and took the book to cover it, not wanting to write anymore.
"But what I said is true." He Chengming said seriously. As for Ji Liao, he is always afraid that the other party will not feel his love, or habitually avoid his love, so he speaks and acts very straightforwardly, just to let Ji Liao know that he really likes him. 3
"You..." Ji Liao was speechless, feeling a little aggrieved, so he said in a muffled voice, "Forget it... that's it."
He Chengming heard his displeasure, thinking that he still resisted all his information because he didn't like him, his eyes darkened, and after a long silence, he gave a hoarse "hmm".
Ji Liao's chest was inexplicably angry, what the heck! 2
Suddenly there were two knocks on the door. Ji Liao saw that it was his mother who brought him milk and came in. He was flustered, and he subconsciously pressed the call with He Chengming. 1
"Who are you talking to on the phone?" Xu Aiwen approached and put the milk on the desk.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ji Liao took a sip and said vaguely, "A classmate."
"It's good, let's make more friends." Xu Aiwen looked at his son, who had grown taller and grown up, with delicate eyebrows, and seemed more like her than Ji Qingwen. 6
Since Ji Qingwen passed away unexpectedly 3 years ago, Ji Liao has become introverted and dull. Apart from the boy from the Yu family, he has almost no friends around him. This is the first friend who called him, so the relationship should be unusual. 3
"Is it a student in your class?" Xu Aiwen asked tentatively.
When Ji Qingwen was here before, Ji Liao was a small talker, no matter big or small, good or bad, he would tell Ji Qingwen that the relationship between father and son was very good. Later, when Ji Qingwen was gone, Ji Liao was sad for a long time, and then he gradually calmed down, but he was not as lively and cheerful as before.
Seeing it, Xu Aiwen felt distressed. She also tried to communicate with Ji Liao, but she found that it was not working, and Ji Liao could not fully open his heart to her.
"Not from our class." Ji Liao lowered his eyes. He actually knew that his mother cared about him, but He Chengming... was really not a good topic.
"He is from the second class, we just met... Not long ago." He still explained a little bit.
Xu Aiwen was very happy to say one more thing, and didn't ask any more questions, and told Ji Liao to drink milk before going to bed, because she found that Ji Liao didn't seem to be sleeping well recently, and he always tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
"Yes, I see." Ji Liao responded obediently.
After Xu Aiwen left, Ji Liao picked up his phone again and glanced at WeChat, but there was no new message.
He thought about whether to explain to the other party why he just hung up the phone, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was better to forget it, it was not an important matter anyway.
After drinking the milk quickly, Ji Liao went to bed with his cell phone beside his pillow, silent all night. 1
The next day, He Chengming appeared at the bus station as usual.
Ji Liao saw him, and then walked all the way, remembering that Lin Jiang said that He Chengming hated being crowded with others the most, and he had a full-time driver, so he thought it was hard work for him, right
In fact, there is no need to do this, it is too troublesome.
So he was silent, walked to He Chengming's side, and whispered: "Don't come tomorrow, right?"
He Chengming's face turned cold when he heard that, the first time he took the initiative to talk to him, he told him not to come. 2
He took this sentence as Ji Liao's refusal, as if a knife had been stabbed in his heart, causing his internal organs to tighten up in pain, and begged for mercy in a tense voice: "What did I do wrong? Tell me, and I will change it." 8
His dark eyes looked at Ji Liao, his pupils trembled slightly, begging a little.
He has always been superior, disdain to bow his head to anyone, let alone beg others, only Ji Liao, if he didn't get along with him a few days ago, he might still accept that the two of them have nothing to do with each other, but now he has tasted the joy of being close to Ji Liao Sweetness, it is impossible for him to let go. 1
Ji Liao was also stunned, and subconsciously said what was in his heart: "You... did nothing wrong, you just look a little tired, but it doesn't matter if you don't use it... Anyway, we can contact in other ways..."
Once the person in front of him bowed his head, his heart softened into a mess.