MTL - Chasing Summer-Chapter 14

Perhaps it was the few words he talked with Chi Yao before going to bed that helped.

Lin Zhexia didn't dream that night, and slept peacefully until the next morning.

Lin He made her a sandwich, she took a few bites, found a bag to pack the rest of the sandwich, and then hurried out with the things: "Mom, I'll go to Chi Yao's house to deliver breakfast to him. Well, he I'm not sick, I'll go take care of it."

When she went to Chi Yao's house, he was still packing things.

Chi Yao had a Band-Aid on his hand, and the collar of the school uniform on his body was still unbuttoned, half open.

Lin Zhexia handed over the food bag respectfully: "I respect you."

Chi Yao glanced at it: "Your father won't eat it for now, put it aside."

Lin Zhexia: "That's great."

She put down the sandwich, sat in the living room and waited for him, after a while she suddenly said nonsense: "Chi Yao, I had a dream last night."

"I punched sixty in my dream, one punch at a time, I'm so good."

"Those sixty people, all of them are very strong, but they are not my opponents at all, Young Master Lin. Within three minutes, they all fell to the ground."

Chi Yao twitched the corner of his mouth: "You just need to know that you are dreaming."

Lin Zhexia actually wanted to make him happy. After speaking, she asked tentatively, "How are you feeling today?"

"Not very good," Chi Yao said, "I want to kill someone."

"..."

Lin Zhexia said in his heart that the whole night had passed: "Why are you still angry?"

Chi Yao's tone was flat: "I have a bad temper and get angry easily."

Lin Zhexia: "..."

She had already apologized, but she didn't know what else to say to calm down Chi Yao.

After thinking for a long time, she said: "I swear, this is the last time, and I will tell you as soon as I encounter anything in the future."

After finishing speaking, she found that Chi Yao had a little reaction to this sentence.

She thought for a while and continued to add: "I will not hide anything from you. If you don't believe me, we can give you a check."

Lin Zhexia made a gesture of pulling the hook.

Chi Yao didn't reach out, just passed her and said, "Childish."

The intonation of this "childish" sentence is different from the previous few sentences, the ending sound is lighter, and other people may not be able to hear it, but Lin Zhexia knew immediately that he had lost his anger.

When the two reached the station, He Yang was already waiting for the train one step ahead.

The three of them swipe their cards and get on the bus together.

Chi Yao often catches up on sleep in the car. As usual, Lin Zhexia snatched his one-sided earphone, listened to his songs, drank milk while listening, and looked around after drinking the bottle of milk in his hand, looking for someone There is nowhere to throw it.

The number of people on the bus gradually increased.

Lin Zhexia looked up, but she couldn't find the trash can, but found several students wearing the uniforms of No. 2 Middle School in the car.

And these people seem to be looking in their direction intentionally or unintentionally.

More precisely, he was looking in Chi Yao's direction.

The music in the earphones ended, and there was a moment of blankness in between.

In this blank space, Lin Zhexia followed their gazes and glanced to the side.

Chi Yao was sitting by the window, and the light from the car window happened to hit him, which was very similar to the photo that was widely circulated on the forum when the school started.

Under such gaze, Lin Zhexia suddenly felt a little inexplicably awkward.

She didn't want to indirectly become the object of attention, so she took off the earphones, sat in the front row with her schoolbag and the empty milk box, and sat with He Yang.

He Yang was still copying his homework, and asked inexplicably, "What are you doing here?"

Lin Zhexia: "...to see you, how is your homework copying going?"

He Yang: "The mathematics will be copied soon, and there is only one English left."

"But next time you should do your homework by yourself," Lin Zhexia said, "It looks like you are copying your homework in the car, it's quite embarrassing."

After finishing speaking, Lin Zhexia couldn't help mentioning again: "The ones in front seem to be from our school."

He Yang didn't stop, raised his head quickly, and said, "Just those few who keep staring at me, brother Yao?"

Lin Zhexia gave a "hmm".

Before He Yang said it, she thought she was wrong.

But He Yang was not surprised: "What's the matter - when Brother Yao and I went to school together, it was even more exaggerated than this. Some people obviously didn't take this bus home after school, and they insisted on taking it for a whole semester."

Lin Zhexia: "Huh?"

He Yang turned his head and glanced at the back seat again, and found that Chi Yao was catching up on sleep, so he didn't pay attention to what he said, and then said: "Our class was at the end of the corridor, where the water was collected, and every time we received water, there was a big row. The long dragon is all peeping at him outside, sometimes I can’t get water, and I want to wring his head off and kick him out of the class.”

"Won't it be cruel of me to say that?"

Lin Zhexia thought about the scene: "It's not cruel, I can completely understand your thoughts."

She paused, then wanted to say something again: "But—"

But Chi Yao has always been quite eye-catching.

It's just that she hadn't noticed much before last night.

He Yang: "But what?"

Lin Zhexia didn't go on and said, "It's nothing. You're almost at the station, hurry up and pack your things."

When Lin Zhexia arrived at school, she found that her desk was full of snacks.

It's full of everything you need.

"What should I do?" At this time, Chen Lin just entered the class, she said a little confused, "I seem to have been confessed, who bought me so much food."

Chen Lin looked complicated: "I'm sorry, I bought it."

Lin Zhexia: "..."

Chen Lin: "I just want to thank you, but I dare not give it to Chi Yao, or you can take it to him?"

Lin Zhexia would not share it with Chi Yao if he had the opportunity to eat it all to himself: "He doesn't need snacks, it's better for boys to eat less snacks."

Talking about what happened yesterday, Chen Lin said again: "I went to the teacher in the morning, and the teacher said that he would communicate with the Experimental High School. After reporting to the school, she probably wouldn't dare to find someone to come over."

Lin Zhexia felt that this matter was handled properly.

After all, if things get serious, follow the red hair, and you can find the student from the experimental high school. In particular, the two seem to have a very close relationship. Hong Mao mentioned "his sister" yesterday, maybe some kind of brother-sister relationship.

However, what she didn't know was that there was a small follow-up to this incident where she could not see it.

In the first class of high school.

Chi Yao was sitting in the back row, and the teacher was solving problems on the blackboard.

He was spinning the pen with one hand, and pressing the other hand into the belly of the table, looking down at the new messages that kept popping up on the phone.

He Yang: I found out.

He Yang: She is a sophomore in high school. She has met several "brothers" outside the school, one of whom is very famous and has red hair.

He Yang: She also showed off to others that she knew people outside the school, so it was probably her who didn't run away.

He Yang: The school issued a notice to the whole school, but I couldn't find out who it was. I brought someone to warn her between classes. She probably didn't expect to be found, and she was quite panicked, saying that she knew she was wrong.

He Yang: If you dare to bully our brother Xia, as long as she is still in the experimental middle school for a day, don't even think about it.

In a key class like Yi, he may be the only one who openly plays with his mobile phone in class.

Even the deskmate sitting next to him was unavoidably shocked by his wanton behavior.

The hand with the Band-Aid on it clicked on the screen, and a punctuation mark came back to indicate that he knew: .

After thinking about it, Lin Zhexia decided to give Chi Yao some snacks during the lunch break.

Chen Lin: "Didn't you say that boys don't need to eat snacks?"

Lin Zhexia said very frankly: "The main reason is that it takes up a lot of space, and I can't even fit my books."

Chen Lin: "..."

Class one is downstairs.

During the lunch break, the corridor was very lively. There were many people gathered at the door of each class, but the door of the first class was very deserted.

Except for a group of people from the original class who came in and out, there were very few people from other classes approaching.

Lin Zhexia had been to the first class several times before, but at that time, she still didn't feel that there were so few people at the door of the first class.

Carrying her things, she stopped at the rear window familiarly.

Chi Yao was sitting by the window and was sleeping on his stomach at the moment. He grabbed Xu Ting's coat and put it on his body to block the sun. The black hood covered the entire back of his head. Hands on the edge of the table.

She knocked twice through the glass window and called him: "Chi Yao!"

The voice just fell.

The hand moved reluctantly, raised it, and covered his ear.

Lin Zhexia: "..."

She took a deep breath and shouted louder: "—Chi Yao Chi Yao Chi Yao."

Chi Yao was woken up from his afternoon nap, and had a bad temper: "What's the matter with you?"

"Here comes the warmth for you," Lin Zhexia handed him a bag of food through the window, "You're welcome, and don't be too moved."

Chi Yao glanced at it, but didn't answer: "Thank you, you specially brought a bunch of things you don't like, I'm very touched."

in the bag.

They are.

She deliberately picked out things that she didn't like to eat.

Lin Zhexia directly let go, and put the things on his table: "You don't like what I like, and the important thing is not the gift itself, but my whole heart."

After she finished speaking, she asked again: "Why is there no one outside your class today?"

Chi Yao: "Aren't you human?"

Lin Zhexia: "Except for me. Anyway, I always feel that they are all walking around your class... You just sat by the window, didn't you notice?"

Chi Yao's coat slid down, he raised his hand to grab his hair, and said lightly, "I don't care."

Can.

It fits this man's style very well.

On the way back from Class 1, Lin Zhexia noticed that many people were looking at her. She was a little puzzled and embarrassed. When she returned to Class 7, a few girls from the class she didn't know well asked her hesitantly: " Did you go to class one just now?"

"..."

Lin Zhexia thought she was here again to ask for her contact information.

I want to say, why don't you go to Tang Shuxuan.

But after looking around, she realized that Tang Shuxuan was not in class now, so she could only deal with it by herself.

"Ah," she said, "but he..." He didn't like adding strangers very much.

Before Lin Zhexia finished speaking, the girls said again: "So is that true? He likes to go to the street behind the school to fight after school. He beat up three gangsters by himself after school yesterday?"

She didn't know where the rumors came from.

But it doesn't seem surprising that it can be spread out.

And... To be specific, it seems that this is not all "rumor", but a large part is fact.

"It spread in private," Chen Lin said in a low voice after Lin Zhexia returned to her seat, "Chi Yao was already getting a lot of attention, but after the news about the fight yesterday, everyone now thinks he is some kind of hidden bad boy. Some people want a contact information, but now they dare not even approach."

Lin Zhexia: "How could it be so exaggerated? It's useless to explain it to them just now."

Chen Lin: "You have a good relationship with Chi Yao, of course they think you are helping to cover up when you speak."

Chi Yao's fame has changed since this fight.

The nature of fighting is different from climbing over walls. Most people dare not approach a boy who fights after school.

More people pay attention but fewer people dare to step forward.

Afterwards, Lin Zhexia went to look for him several times in Class 1, and he could always find the scrutinizing eyes of other students. Sometimes Chi Yao would go out with water in his hand. On the way to the office, many people would carefully avoid him, but after passing him by, they would turn their heads and look around secretly.

By accident, she logged into the school forum and clicked on the discussion post about Chi Yao.

Recent speeches have been the same: [He is, well, handsome, but I don’t even dare to look at him now. ]

[Upstairs, you are not alone. ]

[Although it is not very good to say this, but I still want to see handsome guys fight...]

[Let's go, let's go, let's take a look from a distance. ]

…

Lin Zhexia rarely registered a trumpet, and left a reply anonymously in the building: In fact, he is really doing what is right, not what you think.

But this comment was ignored at all, and soon disappeared.

Summer is over and the weather is getting cooler.

I don't know when, the sound of cicadas disappeared completely, the leaves turned yellow, and the temperature continued to drop sharply.

Soon the people in the school became thicker and thicker, and they changed into the heavy winter school uniform of the No. 2 Middle School. The winter school uniform only had a bright red thick coat, and the trousers could be worn by themselves.

When Lin Zhexia wrapped herself up tightly, Chi Yao seemed not afraid of the cold. He only wore a thin sweater under his jacket, but he still looked thin. He wore a pair of jeans underneath, and his legs were long and thin. thin.

"Aren't you cold?" Lin Zhexia couldn't help asking on the way to school.

"Did you do it on purpose," she said, "when everyone is wearing so bloated clothes, in order to look handsome, you deliberately wear less clothes."

Chi Yao glanced at her.

The girl in front of her was afraid of the cold, so most of her face was buried in the beige scarf, only revealing a pair of clear eyes.

"I'm sick?"

"... maybe, you may indeed be sick."

The more Lin Zhexia thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case: "Actually, you are already too cold, but for the sake of face, you are enduring the cold and pretending."

What responded to her was Chi Yao's sneer: "In this weather, you should worry about whether your brain will be frozen."

Lin Zhexia wanted to verify it with her own hands: "Your brain is easy to be frozen, you stretch out your hand."

Chi Yao felt that she was boring, but he still stretched out a hand towards her.

Lin Zhexia touched the back of his hand and found that it was really not cold.

She touched again in disbelief.

Stay longer this time.

It was enough for her to notice the shallow scar left on Chi Yao's hand, and the warm temperature on the back of the boy's hand.

The temperature inexplicably reminded her of the scene where Chi Yao was given medicine.

"..." Lin Zhexia withdrew her hand, and the hot air she exhaled while speaking hit the cashmere scarf, setting off a burst of hot air, which rushed all the way to the ears, "Then what, the car is here."

The time before final exams flies by quickly.

Studying textbooks and reviewing knowledge points, with a monthly exam mixed in during the period, and the final exam will soon be ushered in.

The weather was too cold, Lin Zhexia sneezed and caught a cold, and had to take the exam for three days.

After the exam, she tried to get homework for the winter vacation, and when she got home groggy, she buried her head in sleep.

Sleeping drowsily, she heard Lin He enter her room and said, "Xia Xia, your Uncle Wei and I are going to the next city tomorrow."

She vaguely remembered it happening.

Wei Ping was going on a business trip to the next city for a few days, and Lin He also asked for leave to go with him. It was rare for the two of them to go out for a "tour".

"You stay at home by yourself. I made dumplings for you, and you can eat them yourself. There are also noodles and other things in the refrigerator."

"Pay attention to safety, close the doors and windows, and remember to bring the key when you go out, otherwise no one will open the door for you - remember."

Lin He kept talking about precautions.

Lin Zhexia responded.

When she woke up, she was the only one left at home.

She opened the refrigerator, looked at the rows of wrapped dumplings, pondered for a long time, and then took out her phone to send a message to Chi Yao.

- Drip drip.

- have you had dinner

- If not, let's eat together??(^??^*).

ten minutes later.

Lin Zhexia was sitting at Chi Yao's dining table, holding chopsticks, looking at the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Chi Yao, who was only wearing a sweater, was pouring dumplings into the steaming pot, and the hand that had passed three people was pinching the dumplings into the pot.

In fact, he has a face that is not very homely, nor does he look like he will go into the kitchen, but more like the kind of person who is served by—

Lin Zhexia was thinking of this, when the owner of that face asked:

"Do you want vinegar or soy sauce?"

"vinegar!"

"Do you want chili oil?"

Lin Zhexia nodded: "Yes."

"You still dare to ask for it," Chi Yao said, "Do you think you haven't had a cold long enough and your cough isn't severe enough?"

"..."

Then you still ask.

In the middle of the meal, Lin Zhexia said, "Why don't I wash the dishes later."

Chi Yao didn't respond.

Lin Zhexia reminded: "I'm just being polite, you have to reject me."

Chi Yao: "Why should I refuse?"

Lin Zhexia said slowly: "Because I come to your house as a guest, I am a guest, you can't really let me do the dishes."

"I'm sorry," Chi Yao said, "My family doesn't have so many rules, and I don't stop guests from washing the dishes."

Lin Zhexia shut up, not wanting to continue chatting with him.

She ate very slowly, and when she finished eating slowly, she looked up at the time, and it was almost half past eight.

When the two of them were eating, the living room TV was broadcasting the weather forecast, but the sound was turned down and reduced to the background sound: "... some of the above-mentioned areas may be accompanied by short-term heavy precipitation at night, and there may be strong convective weather such as thunderstorms and strong winds locally. Be safe when you go out.”

It was half past one that night.

Lin Zhexia was awakened by a thunderclap.

"Boom—"

The thunder is like a sharp knife, splitting the thick ink-like sky.

Thunder and lightning flashed everywhere.

She was wrapped in the quilt, vaguely remembering that she had a nightmare just now, she opened her eyes, and shuddered uncontrollably the moment she heard the thunder.

But this trembling was not because of the nightmare just now.

But thunder.

Lin Zhexia thought, it was fine during the day, but it thundered at night.

Then she remembered that she was alone in the house now.

…

She has very few things that she is particularly afraid of, except thunder.

"Boom—"

The thunder came one after another, with no sign of stopping.

There seemed to be several thunderclaps playing in Lin Zhexia's ears in a loop, and those thunderclaps deep in her memory also struck down in her mind.

It was also a thunderstorm day.

The immature voice of a four or five-year-old child is crying:

"dad."

"...Dad, don't go, Dad."

The trivial voices in the memory turned, and Lin He's pretendingly hard voice appeared.

"You can leave if you want. You have nothing to do with us in the future. You don't need to contact us, and don't show up again."

"—take your things, get out!"

Her head was very dizzy, and when she realized it, she realized that she was shaking under the quilt.

Lin Zhexia reached out to reach for the switch at the head of the bed, to turn on the light, but she couldn't reach it.

Finally, she lowered her hand and pressed her palm to the cell phone next to the pillow.

She grabbed the phone as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw, and with the bright light of the screen, she clicked on the familiar head portrait of Mao Maotou, curled up in the quilt, and typed slowly: Are you asleep? If so, can I...

Can I come to your house and find you.

Before she could finish typing, a voice call came.

['Chigou' invites you to make a call...]

"I'm at the door." After the call was connected, the boy's familiar voice reached her ears, covering the thunder outside the window, "Open the door."