The tone of the voice is almost "coaxing".

The summer mountains are like blue, the sun is like fire, when the bell rings at the end of the last exam, the first semester of the senior high school is finally over.

After the last exam, students poured out of the exam room in groups, and Lin Jian followed the crowd back to his class.

The class was filled with laughter and noise, with people putting away desks, doing hygiene work, moving books, and simply piling up and talking nonsense.

Lin Jian went back to his seat and sat down, and several pairs of eyes in the front row and next to him looked over.

"......" Lin Jian lifted his eyelids, his eyes flickering back for a few seconds as he asked, "What, to the answer?"

"No, no, no, no, just finished the exam, let's keep a little unrealistic fantasy." Gao Chongfan leaned in a little closer and said in a lowered voice, "I heard from the students in the competition team that you guys are going to train for the competition this summer?"

"Uh-huh." Lin Jian asks, "So?"

"Is it the same as previous years, all closed?" Qin Le asked.

"I guess so." Lin Jian frowned slightly, "So what the hell are you doing?"

"Hey ......" Xu Yang became the mouth of the crowd, to solve the confusion, "what else can be done, envy, do not have to be in the hot summer sun raging room with vacation sets of homework paper stoned life and death, the perfect reason ah. "

"Envious?" Lin Jian slightly raised his eyebrows, mercilessly poking through the classmate's beautiful longing, "Ran sister yesterday especially promised, although to go to intensive training, but the class homework and the holiday paper can not be left behind, in addition to the competition team every day a competition paper, three days once a mock test ...... still envious? "

"...... fuck." Qin Le said, "I suddenly realized the joy of being an ordinary person, and it's true - happiness comes from comparison."

The final exams are over and the summer vacation for the senior class begins. Lin Jian Competition Intensive Training was held for two weeks starting from the second week of vacation. Since it was a centralized closure for participants from all schools in the city, the training location was set at the city's Teaching Research and Training Center.

The night before the report, Lin Jian wrote some calligraphy in his study. He has been practicing the Big Seal Script for the last half year, which is a clean and sharp brush stroke, but also warm and ethereal, suitable for meditation and cultivation.

Some of his habits in practicing calligraphy are very similar to Shen Ke's. When he writes, his mind is not distracted and he pays full attention, but when he finishes, he finishes, and he never delays in this, and when he enters a post and leaves a post and enters and leaves a country, he is very casual in doing so.

Lin Jian rested the parthenocarpus on the brush holder, picked up a few sheets of raw Xuan Xuan that had slipped off the floor, and after carrying them in his fingertips and sweeping them twice, he casually placed them on the long table before exiting the study and heading downstairs to his room to pack his suitcase.

When Shen Ke entered the room, he saw this picture: the door to Lin Jian's room was open, an open black suitcase was spread on the floor with a few summer dresses neatly folded inside, and Lin Jian was coming out of the bathroom with a freshly packed toiletry bag in his hand.

Once he turned around and saw the person standing at the door of the room, Lin Jian subconsciously stopped his footsteps and spoke only after two seconds, "You're back." After saying that, he turned his head and went back to packing his things.

Shen Ke frowned slightly and looked at the crouching back, hesitated for a moment, but asked, "Where is this going?"

Lin Jian didn't turn around, put the wash bag into the suitcase compartment, and replied, "Competition team intensive training, report tomorrow."

"Going for a couple days?"

"Two weeks."

"......" The man behind him was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "I haven't heard you mention it."

"Uh-huh." Lin Jian buckled and zipped up his suitcase and calmly returned to him, "And you didn't ask."

And so the people behind them fell silent once more.

Going to intensive training, so where is the location? Shen Ke didn't ask, and he didn't bring it up again.

Perhaps Lin Jian's abnormality during this period of time was too obvious, so obvious that Shen Ke could not ignore it, or perhaps it was because they had long been absent from a heart-to-heart exchange, Shen Ke was quiet for a moment, and then suddenly asked, "Have you finished packing?"

Lin Jian gave a very short "hmm".

Shen Ke says, "So, are you free? Let's talk."

If it had been before, Lin Jian would have gotten up from the floor, turned around, and agreed to him almost without thinking, however, not this time.

Lin Jian didn't move, still maintaining that position of squatting on the ground with his back to him, after a few seconds, before saying, "I don't want to talk, I have to get up early tomorrow, there's nothing important I'm going to sleep."

Even breathing seemed obscure in the muted space, and after a while, Lin Jian's fingers, which were resting on the edge of the suitcase, suddenly moved, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching from behind.

"Lin Jian." Shen Ke squatted down behind him, facing the teenager's thin but upright spine, and asked softly, "So, are you not going to celebrate your birthday either?"

His voice was still low and deep, and in such a silent room, the gentleness in his voice was magnified, and when it flowed into Lin Jian's ears, it was almost a little "coaxing".

Lin Jian's heart suddenly froze.

"Turn around and talk." Shen Ke, still in a low tone of voice, then flexed his fingers and bumped the teenager's clear, protruding spine, "What about this year's birthday when you happen to still be in training on the day of your birthday?"

The touch on his spine was fleeting, but Lin Jian felt that it was not a touch on his back at all, but rather a direct knock on his nerve center, not too lightly, hooked with tiny electric currents that flowed down his spine all the way to his scalp, and the entire upper half of his body tingled slightly in an instant.

He secretly took a deep breath, and then finally slowly turned around, while Shen Ke was squatting in a position less than ten centimeters away from him, lowering his eyebrows and looking over with calm and certain eyes, as if he was really waiting for an answer seriously.

With four eyes facing each other, Lin Jian tried his best to calm down, and it took all his self-control not to let his eyes roam and escape, and after a long time, he exhaled softly, seemingly unconcerned, and said, "If you can't make it in time, forget about it, it's not that big of a deal."

With such a careless tone, Shen Ke's brows finally knitted slightly.

Lin Jian pretended that he didn't see the flash of dismay between his eyebrows and stood up straight, carrying the suitcase to the door of his room while standing in front of the bathroom door and said to Shen Ke, "I really need to take a shower and go to bed."

Shen Ke now got up from the floor and looked at him in silence for a few seconds before nodding and walking out of the room.

Just after the person left, Lin Jian closed the door of the room with his hand, and then he leaned his back on it as if he had lost his strength.

The sound outside the door is gradually moving away, and then came Shen Ke up the stairs step, light and regular footsteps, soon, the second floor master bedroom position came from the sound of closing the door, and then after ...... Lin Jian can not hear anything.

After a long time, Lin Jian slowly slid along the door panel and sat down on the floor, hanging his head down, looking at the clear shadow of the moonlight coming through the window not far away, and did not move again for a long time.

That night, Shen Ke didn't go to the study, went into the bedroom and never came out, resting early.

So he will never know that on some unusual midsummer night's evening, the cool and lonely young man sat silently and quietly withered away the whole moonlit night in an empty room with his back against a door.

......

"God Lin!"

A shout came from the hallway, Lin Jian stopped at the sound and turned to look at the person running from the entrance of the multi-purpose classroom, "Something wrong?"

Boys body fat, with a rimless glasses, even if the city teaching research and training center of the teaching building in the summer regular open air-conditioning, a few steps away from running over, sweat beads still down the side of his face.

"I'm sorry ah ...... that ......" The boy raised the back of his hand and rubbed the hot sweat on his temples, laughed nervously, and opened his mouth somewhat embarrassed," Just now that preliminaries question paper, the last question I, I'm still a little confused, can ...... I look at your notes?"

Lin Jian didn't say anything, took the notebook out of his shoulder bag along with the paper and handed it over.

"Ah! Thank you thank you!" The boy froze and took it busily, "I'll bring it to your dorm later?"

"No need." Lin Jian said in a faint voice, "Just give it to me in the classroom tomorrow."

"...... OK!" Seeing Lin Jian turn around and about to leave, the boy shouted again, "Hey right!"

Lin Jian looked sideways, "Anything else?"

"The ......," the boy scratched his short, half-damp hair a little embarrassedly, "do you not recognize me?"

"......" Lin Jian looked at him with flat eyes for two seconds, his expression was light, but his eyes were like saying "Why should I know you?"

"Ha! My name is Geng Di, we used to go to the same school, I also graduated from the attached middle school!" The boy waved his hand unconcernedly, "I was in the class next to yours, and our two classes were led by the same teachers - oh yeah, we even had a city-level lab class together in junior high school once, and we were still a team ...... "Looking at Lin Jian's expression, Geng Di's voice gradually weakened, "I go ...... you are not really have no impression of it ......"

This intensive training is the city's unified organization, the city has a competition course of schools have brought the team, so closed here in the students more than just a few of the first high school, adding up to more than sixty people, Lin Jian every day in class to listen to the lectures, the next class to practice, plus the heart is always bored with the matter, so there is no that leisure to get to know what the new classmates and old friends.

Still, he gave a polite nod as a way to renew his greeting, "Hello."

Geng Di born social cattle attributes, directly this "hello" understood as "sorry before I forgot, but now we are even acquaintances so you can ride with", and then cheerfully chased Lin Jian's steps together out of the building: "Hey right, your dormitory number, our school over the few researching tonight 'jailbreak' out, go next to the barbecue street to buy barbecue, when I send you over ah!"

"No need." Lin Jian's expression was slightly cold, "I go to bed earlier at night, you guys eat."

"...... Oh, that's fine, next time together."

Geng Di all the way to the interpretation of the social cattle persona, while walking with Lin Jian gossip, said that this time their training trainees dormitory was unified in the staff apartments Block B is a reason, in fact, the accommodation environment of Block A is a little better than the Block B, the hardware facilities are also updated a little bit, but during the holiday period of the apartment building in the façade of the refurbishment, so the temporary closure of the building!

Lin Jian didn't worry much about it, anyway, for him, where to stay and how long to stay, it's all the same.

Apartment accommodation environment is okay, two-person suite, independent bathroom, the only difference is that each single bed next to a writing desk, and the standard hotel-style suite is very incompatible, should be for the convenience of the students to move in temporarily.

Lin Jian's roommate is also a member of the competition team of the first middle school, but although they are in the same school, there is not much communication between them. When Lin Jian swiped his card to enter the door, his roommate had not yet returned.

In the heat of the day, even though she hadn't spent much time outdoors and hadn't exercised much, she was still sweating thinly, so Lin Jian pulled a new T-shirt and pants out of her suitcase and piled into the shower to cool off.

After taking a shower, there are still more than two hours before the evening intensive training course schedule, Lin Jian sat cross-legged on a chair, boredly flipping through the summary of the knowledge points of the past few days, the neutral pen between his fingers knocked on the desktop without a beat, and his line of sight inadvertently swept over the cell phone in his hand, and then ...... logically went off on a tangent.

His cell phone hadn't been turned off since the beginning of the training, and in the past few days he had received WeChat messages from Xu Yang, shared sand sculpture paragraphs, and even received a call from his class teacher, Guo Guo, asking if everything was okay, but he had never received a message from Shen Ke.

The cell phone is quietly placed on the writing table, the black screen is off, reflecting the young man's clear and good-looking eyebrows, Lin Jian looked at his own inverted side of the face, thinking, Shen Ke this time is really angry it.

Angry at him for his sudden and all-too-reverent behavior, and even more angry at him for his ungrateful and rebellious disobedience.

Also good.

Lin Jian closed his eyes hard for a moment, then opened them again, and said to himself, "So be it.

It was better for him to dive headlong into the indulgence and tenderness that he had taken for granted, and to be swept deeper and deeper into it until one day he couldn't hold it in any longer, and really said or did something even more deviant and unforgivably stupid.

So leave me alone. I'm afraid I can't help it.

Lin Jian closed his laptop with a snap, jumped out of his chair on his long legs, grabbed his cell phone and headed out the door.

At this time of the day, the sun is still hot outside, the playground of the Center for Teaching, Research and Training is empty, Lin Jian carries his T-shirt collar and walks to the starting point of the plastic track, turns on his cell phone stopwatch, and prepares to run a few sets of racing to clear his head.

Teenagers like wind-breaking arrows cut through the afternoon sun, bringing up the hot wind, are filled with the force of youthful vigor.

After the second set, Lin Jian stops his cell phone, glances at his time and gives a not-so-satisfied "tsk" before lifting his T-shirt and wiping a bead of sweat from his chin, ready to start again.

A few people shuffled in on the outside of the runway, dressed as workers from a nearby construction site. Lin Jian ignored them and pressed the timer again.

After two more sets and finally reaching a normal pace, Lin Jian, slightly out of breath, walked over to the vending machine next to the playground and swiped the code for a bottle of water.

Coincidentally, a worker carrying a yellow helmet came over on the phone, and Lin Jian subconsciously took a step to the side so that he wouldn't get in the way of the outlet at the bottom of the vending machine.

"Don't fucking bullshit me, mom and dad are gone, who cares if you don't care about me?" The worker stood in front of the vending machine, cursing impatiently under his breath, "On what grounds? Just because you're my sister! When mom and dad were alive, they said that I'm your brother and you should serve me for the rest of your fucking life!"

"So what if you're married? Back then, my uncle even had a child, and he still had to hand over his money to our family." The man's speech is fast, the mouth has been not clean, "Okay, do not fucking with the old man reasoning, I do not understand the uneducated! Twenty thousand - fuck really can't 10,000, no less, tomorrow I'll go to your neighborhood mouth waiting for you, when you do not take the money over - hey, I can quite a long time I have not seen my great nephew, I do not know if he wants to think about me ah! ......"

Lin Jian frowned slightly, having no intention of prying into other people's strange family affairs, and turned around, ready to leave.

"With a bang, the sound of mineral water falling was especially obvious, the worker bent down and took out the water, unscrewed it and downed half of the bottle in one gulp, giving an ultimatum to the cell phone side: "I don't care what kind of difficulty you are having, how hard can it be as hard as it is for me to be the one who sells hard labor on the construction site? Anyway, if I can't see the money tomorrow, you can't blame me for being an unkind brother, don't believe me, just try it, He, Xi!"

-- The steps Lin Jian had already taken were suddenly halted in place.

Who?

The name was familiar and unfamiliar, and if it hadn't been suddenly mentioned, he probably would never have thought of the man associated with that name and ...... that group of people in his life.

Lin Jian slightly drooped his eyes, thinking for no more than two seconds, and in a flash of lightning, he once again took a big step away.

Next to the playground of the Center is a basketball court, just as Lin Jian was about to cross the basketball court, two other workers resting under the basket stood up and yelled behind him, "Hurry the fuck up, the foreman will be looking for someone later!"

"Coming! What the fuck are you rushing for!" The man who was just behind him immediately darted over, and just as he passed Lin Jian's side, his right shoulder slammed into the back of Lin Jian's back!

"Hey fuck! You don't walk with your fucking ...... eyes ......"

Lin Jian was caught off guard, closed his eyes hard, and said that this may be called the will of God is difficult to disobey.

He turned back slowly with a wrinkled brow, his eyes clear and cold.

The man's gaze slowly traveled up the dark sweatpants of the person in front of him, and when it landed on his face, he drew in a sharp breath before letting out a stone-cold, shocking roar.

"...... fuck?!"

The man's jaw dropped as he stared Lin Jian dead in the face, the expression on his face shifting and finally settling on indescribable shock.

In contrast, Lin Jian appeared unusually calm, and after the first few seconds of surprise, only a bland sneer remained on the teenager's refined face.

Lin Jian narrowed his eyes slightly and took a moment to survey the man in front of him - dry, thin, muscular yellow, stain-stained and blackened torn jeans and a half-sleeved work shirt that was no longer visible in its original color.

In the middle of the day, Lin Jian hooked the corner of his mouth and gave a greeting.

"Not dead yet, He Zhou."