Pavilion in the garden

The three-day short vacation passed quickly, and their journey came to an end.

During the period, they experienced a completely different hot summer, saw the blue sea, touched the slightly wet and soft sand, and felt the coolness of the sea water soaking into the body.

Whether it is the excitement of the day or the tranquility of the night, it is all in it.

When we got home, it was already night.

Ji Tingxie put down her luggage and was about to go back to school.Near the end of the semester, he still has a thesis to write.

Ji Yi looked at his brother who was about to leave almost reluctantly, and said again, "Brother, don't worry. There is no rush to go back to school tomorrow morning."

"No. There is morning class tomorrow."

After speaking, Ji Tingxie opened the door, walked out of the door with half of his body, then turned around suddenly, and said softly but forcefully: "Eat on time wherever you are, don't get sick again."

He remembered that Ji Yi had a severe stomachache once, and he tossed and turned on his body in pain like a little adult.He grabbed Ji Tingxie's hand desperately, and cried out pitifully, "Brother, I'm in pain...", tears dripped from her beautiful eyes, but she refused to see a doctor.

At that time Ji Tingxie was flustered by his fragile appearance.But he immediately calmed down and called his private doctor.

When the doctor came and gave him an injection, and after taking the medicine, Ji Yi gradually felt better, with tears still on his eyelashes, he fell into a deep sleep.

Ji Yi mostly recovered the next day, and started to be active again, pestering him talking about that.

But Ji Tingxie couldn't forget Ji Yi's fragile appearance that night, the pain seemed to burn on his body at the same time, exactly.

He blamed himself for not taking good care of his younger brother, and he was even more afraid of losing him.

"Come to me at any time if you need anything. I will definitely come."

Ji Tingxie looked into his eyes firmly, as if looking straight into his heart.

After speaking, he gently closed the door and left.

As soon as I went out, the cold wind was blowing fiercely.

Ji Tingxie quickened his pace and walked out of the community.When he was about to stop the car, he saw a car parked in front of him.

The person in the driver's seat quickly got out of the car and walked towards Ji Tingxie.

It was a young boy with delicate features, his fair cheeks were blushing, and there was an undisguised smile of joy on his face.It turned out to be Qi Ye.

"I didn't expect to meet you just on the way back to school. Let's go back to school together."

Without any shyness, Qi Ye took Ji Tingxie's arm and walked towards the car beside him.

Ji Tingxie frowned imperceptibly, and when he was about to free his hand, Qi Ye let go.

Along the way, Qi Ye's high mood never calmed down.Excitedly chatting with Ji Tingxie, talking about the fun things he did during the short three days, and how great it would be if he could come; and complaining about the untimely long essay, which made him busy again For a while, a bunch of brain cells were going to die.

More often, they asked about Ji Tingxie, such as what he did during this holiday, and what he usually likes to do and what he hates to do.

Ji Tingxie wasn't bored at all, she listened quietly from the sidelines, answering or nodding to express agreement from time to time.Ask one sentence and answer one sentence, and the answer is short.

Qi Ye's voice was soft and pleasant to the ear, although he could talk non-stop, but he mastered it just right, and it didn't make people bored.

Ji Tingxie didn't reject it, no one would hate other people's concern for him, even if it was dispensable to him.

A short journey has been dragged on for a long time.It took nearly an hour and a half for a journey of four or ten minutes at most.

Qi Ye still didn't want to be separated from him just like that.Then he quickly suggested: "Are you hungry, let's go have a supper. I know there is a delicious restaurant near the school, let's go."

With a normal expression, Ji Tingxie declined politely: "No. I ate a bit too much tonight."

"Thank you for driving me back. See you next time." After speaking, he turned and walked into the school.

"Ah, wait, Tingxie..."

Qi Ye rushed up from behind, and frantically took out a brand new admission ticket from his wallet without any trace of folding.Gently passed it into his hand, and took the opportunity to shake his hand again.

He really didn't want to let go.The feeling of holding it in the hand is so real and warm, better than any one in countless fantasies.

But he let go anyway.There was a gentle smile on his face, with expectation, "Tingxie, you must come." Then without giving him a chance to refuse, he turned around and walked into the car.

Back in the dormitory, it was pitch black and no one had come back yet.

After turning on the lights and the heater, Ji Tingxie took out his pajamas, planning to take a steaming bath.

Drenched with hot water that was almost scalding, it slowly flowed through every part of the body along the skin.With the continuous drifting of white air, the exhaustion gradually washed away.

After taking a bath, he finally felt much better.

He picked up a dry towel and rubbed his dripping hair, remembering that when he was at home, Ji Yi always had to blow dry himself carefully.And what about Ji Yi?While blowing and rambling, he began to teach himself a lesson, but Ji Yi himself still had wet hair.

Ji Tingxie showed a faint smile.

I picked up the towel and wiped it vigorously a few times, but I was still impatient.Simply let go.

Then how could Ji Yi be so patient with himself?And it always has been.

Ji Tingxie opened the inner drawer.Due to the limited field of view, if you don't look carefully, you can't usually find the empty space above the compartment in the deep drawer.

He stretched out his slender hand to poke inside, just in time to take out a diary from the gap.

Ji Tingxie fetched the ink bottle from the corner of the desk, dipped the pen in the ink, and began to open the diary to write.

He wrote quickly, hardly stopping to think.

The beautiful and elegant black handwriting soon filled the page, and Ji Tingxie's writing hand paused.

He thought about it, everything seemed to be at a standstill at this moment.

"I think he loves me, not the kind of love that should be."