He will still gently tolerate the prickly you.

After the beginning of the school year, the learning atmosphere in the class is obviously tense. Even though it's just the first semester of senior high school, the lectures and summaries of the knowledge points of each subject are already heading for the second year of senior high school.

Although the high school education model and the college entrance examination system has been reformed year by year, no longer integrated arts and science classes, but even the "3 +1 + 1 + 2" examination mode, for the students of the first middle school is not much easier, after all, compared to the traditional examination, such a combination of forms, students are equivalent to more than a dozen kinds of choices, the more choice The more choices they have, the higher the demand for comprehensive mastery of subject content.

The key to the first high school is also the province's famous "competition school", the five major academic competitions, the jianghu scholars people send the nickname "five competitions".

At the end of May, after another monthly exam, the regular classes had reached the end of the first semester of the sophomore year, and the five competition groups had to be renewed and refined. Lin Jian joined the math team at the beginning of his freshman year, and in Qin Le's words, "No matter how much we eliminated him, we couldn't replace him with God Lin, who belonged to the hematopoietic stem cell class.

Lin Jian is competing in the national tournament in mid-September, so he has a tighter schedule than the rest of his classmates, but he doesn't seem to have any sense of urgency or anxiety, and he continues to go about his daily routine, attending classes, practicing with his competition team, having lunch with Xu Yang, and going home.

At the end of the evening study hall, Lin Jian packed his bag and was ready to go home when he realized that one of the competition practice papers was missing. Thinking about it, he should have left it at Xu Yang's place at noon without paying attention to it, and given that his classmate did not know where he was for the whole evening study hall, Lin Jian could only send him a WeChat message asking where he was and whether it would be convenient for him to go over there to pick up the paper.

The tweet had just been sent out and there was a reply there.

[Unchained: I'm home with the rolls, come and get them.]

[LJ: Okay, ten minutes in.]

[Unchained: Bridge Bean Sacks! Tablemates, by the way, pack up today's homework papers and bring them to me haha!

[LJ: ...... People who skip study halls and leave school in private are actually thinking about homework papers?]

[Unchained: Uh-huh, I skipped class, fell in love early, and didn't study, but I wanted to be a good student!

Lin Jian lost his temper and only said that he would let him bring the rolls downstairs in ten minutes, and the two of them would exchange them to save trouble.

It was May, and the evening time breeze had faded to a cool, unhurried breeze, and it was a very gentle comfort to blow on.

Lin Jian is tall and has long legs, and it only takes four or five minutes to walk to the door of Xu Yang's neighborhood, but he didn't expect Xu Yang to be waiting under the streetlight.

"That fast?" Lin Jian handed him the paper and took his own competition paper and put it in his book bag.

Xu Yang waved her hand with unconcern, "Just walk downstairs to the neighborhood how slow can it be, it's not good to make you wait for me."

Lin Jian didn't say anything, just asked, "Going to class tomorrow?"

"Can't go ah ......" Xu Yang long sigh, laughed, "Knowledge is valuable, the price of life is higher, I'm not to seize all the time to make money, lest I drink the northwest wind."

Xu Yang's family background is complicated, and he seems to be a decent person, but from a very early age, he no longer takes a penny from "that mom" or "that dad" for living expenses, and he has earned a relatively objective amount of savings by playing along with trainers in the gaming circle. This semester, he suddenly switched careers and started modeling for an online store based on his high quality appearance. It's still not an easy job, but in Xu Yang's own words, "It's no more tiring than sitting in front of a computer for twelve hours without sleep, and more than eight of those hours are spent spraying against a bogeyman!

Lin Jian has always been unable to come up with any good words of consolation, only once in Xu Yang's most strained period, contracted him a month's food expenses, and when Xu Yang overcame that difficult period, and then waved his hand, exempted Lin Jian a month's food money, and borrowing this kind of thing, Xu Yang never mentioned, Lin Jian has never taken the initiative to open up. Xu Yang never mentioned it, and Lin Jian never took the initiative to ask for it.

The self-esteem of a teenager is never more noble than anyone else's. Xu Yang's insistence on hiding behind a disinterested smile is probably clear to Lin Jian, so there are some things that he never oversteps his boundaries and trespasses on his own.

The street lamps in the old neighborhood are dim, after exchanging test papers, the two of them chatted a few words in the night breeze, Lin Jian then went to wait for the bus, and just turned around and did not walk two steps, when he heard an abrupt sound from behind him.

Lin Jian turned around and turned back to see Xu Yang, who hadn't had time to walk through the gate of the neighborhood, already surrounded by several people.

Lin Jian's eyelids jumped and he turned back at a quick pace.

Just approached, heard the sound of cursing came, a yellow-haired young man wearing a technical school uniform top probably by Xu Yang hand in the stack of homework rolls zapped eyes, scolded: "Aigoo I wipe, but also really Nima to their own as a scallion, actually also do on the rolls, how do you want to test Tsinghua ah."

Xu Yang scoffed, "I don't do that, take it home and burn it for my son aka your dad."

Lin Jian stopped his footsteps, not quite understanding the behavior of this group of punks who came in the middle of the night to look for trouble without doing anything about it.

It's sick, isn't it, indeed?

The yellow-haired young man then scolded, "Speak quite tough ah, you hooked up with my object when also so tough to come?"

Lin Jian slightly raised his eyebrows, did not expect things to be such a direction, originally thought it was Xu Yang's brother who called for trouble, but unexpectedly it was his own "peach blossom debt".

Lin Jian looked through the gap between the several people standing in front of him, and glanced at Xu Yang, who had obviously seen him return, and waved his hand at him helplessly, meaning that he should go away, and that there was no need for him to do anything.

Lin Jian did not move, only to hear Xu Yang sneered, "I hooked your grandfather." Stop two seconds, suddenly slanting the corner of the eye up and down to look at the yellow hair some, sarcastic, "I want to really hook up, your object may not work, you well ...... fuck, also can not, I'd better pick some food."

When this statement was made, the youth in the technical school were all baffled for a moment, only Lin Jian in the back heard and understood, and could not help but incline his head and "giggle" a laugh.

So by the time the crowd had reacted, Lin Jian was also not-so-innocently involved and forced to fight the first fight of his high school career because of this unsuppressed laughter.

Three against two, the opponent has no advantage. In between fights, Lin Jian has to be distracted to control the scene, after all, although Xu Yang's hands are not deadly, but they are ruthless and merciless.

Because of such a group of people, size is not worth the effort.

Inexplicably, they fought, and left the other side with a "you wait!" after the battle was over. By the time Lin Jian and Xu Yang returned to the rental house, it was almost nine o'clock.

Neither of them suffered any serious injuries, except that Xu Yang's left arm was scratched by a streetlight pole in the push and shove, causing a few drops of blood to appear on the skin, while Lin Jian appeared to be unharmed, except for the dirt on his T-shirt and jeans.

Lin Jian went to the bathroom to wash his hands, while Xu Yang twisted her arm in the living room to disinfect herself with iodine, and when Lin Jian shook the water droplets from her hands and came out, they looked at each other for a few seconds, and both of them turned their heads and laughed out loud.

Xu Yang laughed and said, "Eh Lin, I can't tell, you're good at it!"

Lin Jian : "That's not true, you're not bad, it's just that the street light pole affects your play."

Xu Yang froze when she finished speaking, and then couldn't stop laughing.

"I'm leaving." Lin Jian picked up his book bag from the couch and didn't hold back to turn around and spit out a sentence before leaving the door, "Grow a pair, what kind of messed up reason do you have for feuding with people and getting your hands dirty?"

"I shit, no reason, today this thing I'm a pure pure big wrong seed." Xu Yang threw the iodine swabs in his hand into the trash can and took another one, breathlessly said, "That girl is the part time job last week when I met, catching up twice in a shed to take pictures, as a result, two days ago suddenly said that she likes my this brother, want to try ...... me to try a fart with her! I'm kidding, I like my own brother ah! At that time, I made it clear to her that I have no chance with her different gender, who knows where these few bogeys ran out from today."

Lin Jian also feel more speechless, so can somehow fight, the reason, Xu Yang's poisonous mouth is also a credit, so did not say anything more, closed the door downstairs.

When I arrived at the bus stop, it was already nine thirty, after waiting for a few minutes, the bus came, Lin Jian got on and swiped his card, twenty minutes later he got off, walked a short section of the canal, and stood in front of the gate of the garden villa.

Through the yard, you can see the light on in the study, which means Shen Ke is home tonight.

Lin Jian pushed open the courtyard door and walked through the fountain, around the paths and flower corridors, and finally stopped in front of the door of the main building, his finger hovering above the fingerprint lock, but hesitating to press it.

The way he and Shen Ke have been getting along these past few months has been somewhat contradictory and bizarre, but the contradiction is his own, and the bizarre one is also his own.

Teenage love can be brewed, can start a prairie fire, can be compared to a smothering but not falling rain on a July day.

There was no way he could ignore the longing he kept hidden in the back of his mind, but every time his eyes touched the person, he began to have trouble suppressing his self-loathing again.

Entangled and conflicted, wanting to be closer to him, and hesitant to step forward.

Whenever he thought he had hidden himself well enough, buried himself deeper, and could approach Shen Ke as if nothing had happened with a layer of self-camouflaged armor, the result was always a failure. There is no other reason, just because when that person's warm gaze looks at him, all the defenses and spikes will turn into soft and gentle cotton threads, wrapping him tightly in layers and drowning him in inches.

He was cocooned in his own self-pull, unable to break free, unable to save himself, and so had no choice but to cut himself into two completely opposite people, one coldly watching, the other soberly sinking.

Lin Jian let out a deep breath and then unlocked the door with a ding.

The large one-story living room was empty, only the warm yellow wall lamps and the strip of lamps at the foot of the wall were on. Lin Jian did not turn on the main light, and went straight to change his shoes in the foyer with his head down; he had no intention of meeting with Shen Ke if he could.

However, when he had changed his shoes and was ready to go straight back to the bedroom, a slightly muffled voice rang out from behind him, Lin Jian's footsteps lurched and he subconsciously turned back to see Shen Ke standing at the position of the stairway entrance, and then patted the chandelier on the first floor brightly, and asked him, "Why did you come back without a word of warning?"

Lin Jian didn't answer, all his attention was attracted by his voice, half a moment later, his brow couldn't help but frown, "Are you sick?"

Shen Ke walked to the front of the water fountain, received a cup of lukewarm water for himself, and moistened his throat before answering him, "It's fine, just a little bit mute after talking too much, you--" His eyes fell on Lin Jian's dusty clothes, and he stuck for a moment, as if he was a little bit surprised. "What's going on on your body ...... fight?"

Lin Jian was stunned in his heart, wanted to say no, but given that since childhood he has never had the experience of lying to Shen Ke, so the result is that this skill is very deficient, so what he was going to say on the verge of the mouth became a very hard "no ...... thing. "

Shen Ke put down his glass of water and took two steps closer to him, Lin Jian watched his shadow cast on the wall gradually cover himself, his eyelids suddenly jumped and he subconsciously took a step back.

Shen Ke's hand, which had been about to take his arm, paused in mid-air.

The silence was like an inescapable tide, coming up and spreading silently, and in the two or three seconds when it was so quiet that you couldn't hear a pinprick, Lin Jian, for no reason at all, felt an immense wave of sadness.

But in a moment, Shen Ke dropped his arm naturally, and in a tone of no surprise, simply asked, "What's the matter, are you hurt?"

"No." Lin Jian maintained the posture of leaning half of his body against the wall, his eyebrows twisted up in an irritated knot: "My classmate and someone else had a little misunderstanding, and struck out, I helped, nothing big, and now the misunderstanding has been solved."

Shen Ke will be in front of the young man's manic depression in the eyes, not moving to look at him for a moment, suddenly asked: "is that and you are very close to the classmate? The one that we had lunch breaks together and ate together, the one that we saw in front of his neighborhood last time?"

Lin Jian dropped his eyes and gave a muffled "hmm".

"Originally I always thought that even as a friend, to be close to you to that extent was already the limit, I didn't expect ......" Shen Ke paused and let out a very soft laugh, "and there are things that make me even more unexpected. "

Perhaps Lin Jian was too sensitive to the word "intimate" during this period of time, which once again aroused a trace of his heart that he tried his best to hide, not enough to be known to outsiders. As soon as Shen Ke's words left his mouth, Lin Jian raised his head and bluntly interrupted him: "Yes, so can you leave me alone? "

Now, a trace of surprise finally flashed across the bottom of Shen Ke's eyes.

And Lin Jian's regret came only a second later than his eyes.

He thought to himself, "What am I doing?

The silent silence was like a thousand invisible needles wrapped around him, each one pinpointed precisely where Lin Jian's heart was, and he wanted to open his mouth a few times, to say that it wasn't like that, that he had spoken out of turn, that he had panicked, but in the end he just moved his lips and didn't say a single word.

Let him look at me like that, Lin Jian thought to himself, let him know that I am no longer the standard "good boy" in his mind, let him know how bad and dirty I am.

Lin Jian thought that Shen Ke would just leave without paying any more attention to him, or that he would scold him in a low voice for his rudeness, but in reality, he did neither.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, but also seems to be only a moment, Lin Jian only waited for the other party's very light laughter.

He looked up in bewilderment to see Shen Ke arched the ends of his eyes at him and said in a very gentle, still muted voice, "Rebellious middle-aged teenager, so that's what it is."

Lin Jian: "......"

Shen Ke seemed to want to raise his hand to rub the top of his hair, but looking at the cool, tall and thin teenager in front of him, that hand paused before reaching out, and then dropped to his side.

Right, soon to be seventeen years old, seventeen or eighteen years of age is the most unruly and untamed nature, let alone Lin Jian such a lonely and cold young man.

Shen Ke sighed slightly, the smile in his eyes was actually mixed with a few points of frustration, he raised his chin and gestured, "Although you are not small anymore, but there are still several hundred days before adulthood after all, I know that people as old as you do not love to listen to the nagging of the family, so I will try to say as little as possible in the future, but what is the matter that you still have to have a sense of proportion in your own heart. "

"......" The thousand needles that had just been stuck into the heart all turned into silky twisted cotton threads at the moment, tightening in a circle and strangling people so densely that they couldn't breathe.

"Alright, go take a shower and go to bed." Shen Ke turned around and went upstairs after saying that, Lin Jian raised his eyes in the shadow of the lamp and watched his upright and tall back gradually move farther and farther away in his line of sight, and finally disappeared down the stairs and around the corner of the second floor.

He stood in place in silence for a long time, and then, after a long while, he looked down and smiled to himself.

See, it doesn't matter if you suddenly roll around in front of him and go crazy, he will still gently tolerate that thorny you.

Because in his eyes, you'll always be the kid he watched grow up.