MTL - Chasing Summer-Chapter 26

Following this sentence pattern, Lin Zhexia thought of many "only".

Only she can send him any message at any time.

Only she has the keys to his house.

only…

It seemed that only she was so close to him.

"Let you read the question." Chi Yao paused for a while, interrupting her thoughts, "Where are you looking?"

Lin Zhexia was caught, and he was a little stiff for a moment.

She staggered her eyes and said after a long time: "I was admiring the earrings I picked."

"And by the way, whose taste is so extraordinary—oh, it's me."

Chi Yao put down his pen and sat back down: "I will solve the following questions by myself, I don't want to talk about it."

"?"

Chi Yao: "There's no other reason, it's just that your brain is not normal today, and you can come back after you recover."

After that day, Lin Zhexia could see Chi Yao wearing earrings every weekend.

He wears it no matter when he goes to his house, when two people go out to the supermarket to buy things, or even when he goes out to throw garbage.

…

She got used to it the more she saw it.

The previous thought of "a bit of a pity" disappeared.

And she gradually began to feel that this person had a somewhat concave and pretentious mentality.

The two had just returned from shopping in the supermarket that day.

Chi Yao walked in front, and the bag in his hand was full of ice cream.

Lin Zhexia finally couldn't help it, and suddenly said: "Chi Yao, I found that you are very scheming."

Chi Yao glanced at her.

"What nonsense?"

"Are you trying to be handsome?" Lin Zhexia said, "That's why you wear earrings in private every day."

Chi Yao acted like you cared about me: "Then call the police."

…

It was exactly what she thought.

It was midsummer, and the Qingshiban road was scorching hot.

Lin Zhexia dressed very casually. She stepped on a pair of slippers that had followed her for several years, and wore a pair of knee-length casual pants. She asked again: "Your refrigerator should fit it."

She was asking about the bag of ice cream in Chi Yao's hand.

Lin He is very strict with her. Ever since she ate ice and had a stomachache when she was a child, she was not allowed to eat too cold. Every summer, it is almost impossible to eat cold drinks every day. Lin He only allowed her to eat ice cream once a week. twice.

But fortunately, she can use more than one refrigerator at home.

Chi Yao's house also has a refrigerator.

Chi Yao: "I can't let it go, I suggest throwing it away."

Lin Zhexia: "..."

After a while, Chi Yao reminded her: "Twice a week, be more conscious."

Lin Zhexia was dissatisfied: "Why are you like my mother? I have grown up and my stomach is very healthy. It will not be a problem to eat more."

Chi Yao sneered: "Who cares how much you eat, I'm too lazy to go out shopping with you."

"..."

The two walked halfway and met He Yang who was sitting in front of his house.

He Yang's eyes lit up: "Give me a popsicle, I'm about to die from the sun, I'm like a person who has been walking in the desert for ten years, I thought my heart had already dried up, until I met your sweet spring."

Lin Zhexia and Chi Yao spoke almost at the same time—

Lin Zhexia: "Don't talk if you don't know how to use metaphors."

Chi Yao: "Shut up if you can't speak."

He Yang: "..."

These two people always have a tacit understanding in some strange places.

Lin Zhexia gave him a cold drink from the bag in Chi Yao's hand, and asked while choosing, "Why are you sitting outside?"

He Yang: "Don't mention it, my parents, it's an old problem."

He Yang's parents love to quarrel, and they have been arguing all the way for so many years. It's good when it's good, but the lethality of a quarrel cannot be underestimated.

He's father is silent, he doesn't like to talk or explain, and He's mother has a bad temper.

Every family has its cupboard.

Lin Zhexia understood and didn't ask any more questions.

Seeing her digging out for a long time, He Yang couldn't help asking: "What are you looking for, is it so troublesome to get a popsicle?"

Before Brother Xia could answer him, Brother Yao, who was carrying the bag, said nonchalantly, "She's looking for the cheapest one."

He Yang: "..."

Lin Zhexia's thoughts were guessed at once, and she was a little embarrassed: "...some things, don't say them."

He Yang's expression cracked: "Am I only worthy of eating the cheapest one???"

"At noon, they quarreled and I was kicked out. And we have known each other for so many years, it can be said that we are brothers who live and die together—I only deserve to eat the cheapest one?!"

Lin Zhexia rummaged in the bag for a long time, and finally found the old-fashioned fifty cents salt water popsicle: "Here, it's good if you have something to eat."

He Yang: "...Thank you."

Lin Zhexia: "You're welcome."

It was rare for a few people to meet, and they huddled together on the steps and chatted for a while as they did when they were young.

He Yang: "Your mother played cards at my house yesterday."

Lin Zhexia nodded: "I won a lot, and she was very happy after returning home."

He Yang: "It's quite a lot. It took away all my New Year's money."

Lin Zhexia: "You can feel it with me, don't expect me to pay you back, I have no money."

He Yang: "..."

He Yang then turned to Chi Yao, and subconsciously said, "Your mother..."

He wanted to say that your mother is okay recently.

But when the words came to his lips, before he realized that something was wrong, Lin Zhexia had already gone ahead and secretly elbowed him.

He Yang immediately swallowed the words in his mouth.

On the other hand, Chi Yao didn't care too much and said, "She's busy with business, and a batch of new parts have recently come into the factory."

He Yang bit off the last bite of the popsicle and sighed: "A strong woman."

Several people chatted for a while.

Chi Yao still had a cold drink in his hand, Lin Zhexia was afraid that the things would melt in the sun, so he asked him to go back with the bag first.

After Chi Yao left, she couldn't sit still anymore, and was about to say to He Yang, "Then I'll go back too, you can continue basking in the sun here", before He Yang got up to throw out the trash, he probably was After sitting on the steps for too long, his legs were numb when he stood up, and he staggered violently.

He Yang exclaimed: "Damn it."

He swayed from side to side like a tumbler, and finally he leaned towards the direction Lin Zexia was sitting in, in a half-planted posture, with his hands resting on Lin Zexia's shoulders, he managed to stand still.

"Your brother and I, my mother whipped my front legs several times with a feather duster when I came out. The reason for the whipping was that my mother said that I was like my father, and she got angry when she saw me." He Yang explained when he retracted his hand.

"Then you are really miserable," Lin Zhexia said, "I should have known that I gave you a one-dollar popsicle just now."

He Yang: "Only one piece."

Lin Zhexia: "One yuan and fifty cents, no more."

When Lin Zhexia secretly bought cold drinks and returned home, Wei Ping was unpacking the express package.

She wanted to go over and help dismantle it together, but Wei Ping put her shoulders and said, "It's okay, let me do it, you go and do your homework."

When Lin Zhexia returned to the room and opened her homework to write, she suddenly caught a detail that she hadn't noticed before.

-Shoulder.

When she sat on the steps, He Yang also took her shoulders.

And thinking about it now, she belatedly realized that it was actually an extremely intimate posture, He Yang didn't stand still, and the two of them were very close.

But why was discovered with hindsight.

Why at that time, she didn't feel anything wrong at all.

It may be a little awkward and unnatural, but the feeling of awkwardness and unnaturalness is so slight that it is quickly ignored.

What Chen Lin said to her flashed in her mind again.

- You are not getting weird.

——You have grown up and finally realized that Chi Yao, yes, ge, male, sheng, is a boy who can’t **** his pants, understand?

…

But Chi Yao and He Yang seemed to be different.

Lin Zhexia felt that this question that appeared in her seventeen-year-old life was more difficult to solve than the additional math questions at hand.

The only thing she could figure out was that the "strangeness" between her and Chi Yao didn't seem to be what Chen Lin said.

But what that was, she hadn't been able to figure out yet.

A few weeks after the start of the second year of high school, the school began to organize activities.

Lin Zhexia and Chen Lin were making bracelets together, when they were called by the class representative standing at the door: "Lin Zhexia, go to Lao Xu's office."

She usually behaves well and is rarely called to the teacher's office.

On the way there, she was trying to figure out why Lao Xu called her.

Is it because she left too many homework questions yesterday?

Just two questions, not too much.

Or was she and Chen Lin passing a small note to chat about the dessert shop she wanted to check in on the weekend, and was discovered by Lao Xu?

Lin Zhexia really couldn't think of the reason.

Finally, she sighed, stood obediently at the door of the teacher's office and knocked on the door.

A teacher inside the door said: "Come in—"

She pushed open the door and went in.

There are many people in the office, and among these people, there is a familiar figure.

Even though that person's back was facing her at the moment, she still recognized it at a glance.

When she walked over, she heard their class teacher say to Chi Yao: "You don't need to write the homework that will be handed out later, I have prepared something else for you, just do those questions..."

"Mr. Xu," Lin Zhexia went to Lao Xu and said, "You are looking for me?"

Seeing her coming, Lao Xu put down the things in his hands: "Hey, yes, I have something to ask you."

Old Xu asked casually, "What are your plans for the weekend?"

Lin Zhexia made a mistake, and didn't tell herself: "I shouldn't be so eager to pass a note to Chen Lin to discuss the weekend."

Old Xu: "..."

Old Xu couldn't laugh or cry: "You two are still passing notes? When did it happen?"

Lin Zhexia: "Just during the lunch break."

Old Xu: "Okay, it's not about the note, it's like this, our school has a speech contest next week."

Lin Zhexia: "Huh?"

Old Xu: "There is plenty of time for preparation. You can spend a week to prepare well. There are two places in our class. I plan to let you and Tang Shuxuan go."

"This is not good." The development of the matter was completely beyond the scope of imagination. Lin Zhexia thought of the school's large auditorium with a microphone that could accommodate thousands of people, and his first reaction was to refuse, "I... I have never had a similar experience before. Probably not."

Old Xu: "I think you have potential, and the opportunity is rare. It's good to exercise through this opportunity."

Lin Zhexia really couldn't understand, what part of her made him see her potential.

But her mind does turn very fast.

Maybe it's because I'm used to intrigue with Chi Yao. In order to dispel Lao Xu's thoughts, she started talking almost without thinking: "Teacher, it's not that I don't want to, it's me. I'm naturally shy. With more than three people, I stutter when I talk, and not only do I stutter, I sometimes get out of breath."

"This is my old problem, I have been like this since I was a child."

"I also want to try, but this competition is not only about individuals, it is also about the collective honor of our class, so you should think about it again."

Lin Zhexia finished the long series of words almost without panting. After she finished speaking, she found that not only Lao Xu was looking at her with a smile on his face, but also a very familiar very light laughing sound came from behind.

"..."

Old Xu even applauded for her: "Look, it's not quite easy to say, you can say ten sentences if I say one."

Lin Zhexia: "..."

She made a mistake.

She should have started stuttering just now.

Lin Zhexia was in a state of being hit by something extremely unfortunate, and annoyed that she hadn't performed well, so she concentrated her emotions and found a vent, which was—the one who made a mocking sound just now her people.

Old Xu was still talking about the requirements of the speech contest: "This is our tenth speech contest in Chengan. The topic of this speech is "Youth". The speech requirements are as follows. The speech should last no less than five minutes. Motivated…"

What Lao Xu said went into her left ear and out of her right ear.

She only knew that she was very close to where Chi Yao was standing now.

The two were standing almost back to back.

She moved her fingers and poked her hand back calmly, trying to pinch Chi Yao through her clothes to vent her anger.

However, she miscalculated the position, and what she encountered was not the fabric of the school uniform, but a piece of warmth with a skeletal feel.

She paused for a moment before realizing that it was Chi Yao's hand that she was pinching.

"You were chosen to participate in the competition," the voice behind him paused and said after a while, "...what are you doing to me."