Take a fancy to that God
of learning, wait for you to finish class, wait for you to grow up
, I am full of enthusiasm to save the bully in the hands of the school bully, but he glanced coldly, “Who do you say is bullied?”? Is that the other way around?
I pity him even more. This guy has been bullied so much that he dare not even tell the truth.
“You don’t have to be afraid, I protect you, you trust me!” I tapped him on the shoulder and followed him every step of the way.
At the door of the men’s room, the school bully bowed to him and said, “Hello, Brother Jing.”
One after another, two more boys shouted “Brother Ching.”
I stopped at a loss, and he turned around and chuckled, “Why, don’t you keep following?”
I grabbed a boy who came out of the men’s room and asked him in a low voice, “Who was that brother Jing just now?”
“Han Ching, don’t you know anyone?”
The boy tutted twice and walked away with a look of a retard.
I took to my heels.
As a freshman who has only been in school for a few days, the first person I heard about was Han Jing.
Han Jing, the famous cold-faced learning God of A University, is an existence that the school bully dare not provoke.
He is a once-in-a-century gifted student in the Department of Computer Science. He started his business in his freshman year and now has his own game company in his senior year. It is said
in Jianghu that this man is extremely cold and arrogant. He is supercilious but highly followed.
“But I just saw the school bully and his two little brothers kicking and punching him!” I panted and ran back to the dormitory to complain to my roommates.
“It’s called performance art!” Chang Li, the only computer science student in our dorm, said, “Recently, a graduate student in our department had a game IP that was based on martial arts. Senior Han was helping them study normal pushing and hitting movements, in order to show the players the real touch.”
I was numb, I thought he was bullied, and I pulled him away from the school bully with justice.
A roommate suddenly sat up excitedly and said, “Look at the forum, look at the forum!”
The school forum exploded, and the entries were one after another.
# Han Jing, the legendary God of learning, goes with the mysterious girl #
# The girl accompanies Han Jing to the toilet #
# The girl who goes with Han Jing is Chu Xiaoxiao, a freshman in the clinical department #
..
As a result, when I went to brush again the next second, all the topics were gone.
We were all dumbfounded, except for Chang Li, who sighed, “Look, senior Han has made a move.” The
rumor returned to calm, and Han Jing and I did not cross paths again, so everyone gradually stopped mentioning that Oolong.
I also met someone not long after.
Tall, clean appearance, gentle and sunny personality, good singing.
His name is Song Cheng, a graduate student in the Department of Computer Science. He sang the song “Confession” at the
New Year’s Party. After the party, the audience cheered, but he looked at me.
Although there is no feeling of heartbeat, I do not reject getting along with him.
So just do what he said, be friends first. The
same is the computer department, he will inevitably mention Han Jing.
He said that Han Jing was a rare genius, and the computer department of our school was all supported by him.
He also said that he, a graduate student, was still far behind Han Jing, who had not yet graduated from the undergraduate course.
In fact, he is modest, roommate Zhang Li said, although Song Cheng talent is not as good as Han Jing, but he is also in addition to Han Jing’s outstanding, especially in EQ, crushing Han Jing.
So I patted him on the shoulder and said, “Everyone has their own responsibilities. I think you are much better than him!”
Song Cheng smiled shallowly, as if he did not believe it. On
New Year’s Day, Song Cheng asked me to accompany him to a party.
I was going to refuse, but he pitifully said, “Just do a friend a favor. The people who attend are all in pairs. I’m too lonely.”
That sounds funny. When he
and I went in, the whole room was filled with cries of “Eh.”.
“Oh, Song Cheng, you finally have a girlfriend!”
This sister-in-law looks good! The old cow eats the young grass, you!
“Don’t talk nonsense, just friends.”
…… The sound of
chaos was endless, and I nodded politely until I saw Han Jing in the corner, and I gasped.
He crossed his legs, held a cigarette between his fingertips, and slid his mobile phone with his other hand. When he
heard the sound, he frowned impatiently, moved the cigarette to his mouth and took another puff, then looked up faintly. I collide with his disdainful gaze
through a cloud of smoke.
I looked away stiffly and sat forward, pretending to be calm.
He only swept lightly and lowered his head again, as if the noise of his whole body had nothing to do with him.
He looks arrogant and surly.
He doesn’t seem to remember me, which is a good thing. At the beginning of the
dinner, Han Jing said, “You celebrate well, and I’ll do whatever I want.”
All right! Han Ching has already given us face by coming!
A crowd echoed.
I just know that this is the celebration of the game IP that Zhang Li said before. Han Jing was playing with his mobile phone during the
whole dinner, during which he quickly pulled a few dishes, that eating speed, in fact, can easily lead to stomach distension.
As for why I observed so carefully, it was very unpromising, because he was so good-looking.
Song Cheng is already the best handsome man I have ever seen, but compared with Han Jing, he is still much worse. The
delicate eyebrows, eyes and nose, the sharp edges and corners with great impact, I unilaterally declared that it was a once-in-a-century appearance of skin and bone.
Unfortunately, the only contact before was too short, and I didn’t take a good look at such Nu Wa’s dazzling skills.
In fact, not only me, there are few female students here who do not glance at him.
An upperclassman joked, “When Brother Ching comes, our girlfriends will lose their souls for a long time.”
“, suffer, what can I do?”? They won’t come if Brother Ching doesn’t come! With a light laugh,
Han Jing only raised his glass and ordered the table and drank it down.
“Smoke less. Girls are here.” He gave a leisurely reminder.
I just found out that he didn’t have a girl around him. Didn’t he have a girlfriend? It’s reasonable to
think that he is not close to women in rumors, and of course, men are not close either. At the end of the
feast, everyone played games.
The rule is to roll the dice, the winner of the last game sets the penalty rule, and the loser of this game enforces it.
The first few rounds were very lively, with penalties for drinking, booing and kissing, and Yangko twisting on the spot.
Until I lost that game, the rule of the last game was to hug the fifth person on the right for five minutes.
I counted three times, and the fifth person on the right was Han Jing.
He doesn’t play games, so I want to hold the boy next to him.
The boy’s girlfriend was watching me warily.
I choked and raised my glass. “Punish yourself with three glasses.”
Song Cheng was about to snatch my wine when Han Jing, who had been silent for most of the time, suddenly opened his mouth.
“Why don’t you give me face?”
The scene was silent for a few seconds.
I looked at him blankly. Why, is he going to play?
“Shall I go or shall you come?” He poured a salty glass of wine and drank it, raising his jaw slightly, wild and unrestrained.
“It’s rare for Brother Ching to be in the mood. Let’s play with him.” Others tried to persuade him.
Song Cheng also nodded his head.
I was frightened, although he was so good-looking that I really had the impulse to jump on him.
But he is Han Jing, and this is like dancing on the tip of a knife. When I came
to him, my legs were weak. I tried to calm down. Before I was ready, he stood up and took me into his arms.
The light tobacco flavor is mixed with a mint fragrance, but it is not abrupt. There was
a hubbub, and what I heard was a dull chuckle.
With an inexplicable pondering.
I struggled uneasily, and then he tightened my arm and put it close to my ear.
“I don’t have a good eye.” At the end of the
dinner, they transferred to KTV, and the freshmen checked the bed strictly, so I left one step ahead of time.
Song Cheng did not drink, just borrowed a classmate’s car to send me back to the dormitory.
“I’m sorry, is today making you uncomfortable?” Sung holds onto the steering wheel with a guilty look on his face. “I won’t take you to this kind of occasion anymore.”
“Huh?” I was stupefied. Did he mean that I hugged Han Jing?
I didn’t feel anything.
He is a God of learning, a once-in-a-century genius, and a dream lover of thousands of female classmates.
No matter how I calculate it, it is not my loss.
So I shook my head and said, “No, free food and drink, what a good thing!” As I
spoke, I leaned back more comfortably, and the shadow of Han Jing flashed through my mind.
At that time, I hugged him for less than a minute, and he picked up a phone call and left in a hurry, without even leaving a look. Very
cold, very mysterious.
“Smile, smile?”
Sung Cheng stretched out five fingers and waved them in front of my eyes. Then I sat up straight and realized from my absence, “What’s the matter?”
Song Cheng smiled helplessly and handed over a bottle of water.
I was embarrassed to drink two mouthfuls, unable to bear the winter sleepiness, and soon my eyelids began to fight.
“You can take a nap first. It’s still far from school.” Song Cheng reminded.
I gave a “hum” and soon lost consciousness.
Half an hour later, I was awakened by Song Cheng. The car was already parked downstairs in the dormitory, two minutes away from the entrance guard.
I quickly thanked him and got out of the car and rushed into the dormitory. After
returning to the dormitory, I felt a little uncomfortable in my mouth, and when I looked in the mirror, I found that my upper lip was slightly swollen, showing a trace of pain.
Is strange, Song Cheng sent a message: drink more water, his spicy chicken material is too heavy, easy to get inflamed.
I see. I’ll just stare at that plate of spicy chicken tonight. It’s strange that my mouth is not swollen. After
New Year’s Day, the majors entered the exam week, and the senior students began their graduation opening reports one after another. When
I had just finished the cell biology exam that day, Zhang Li pulled me excitedly and walked to the classroom.
“What for?”
“Look at the opening question and reply meeting.”
I stopped. “What am I going to do in the computer department?”
She raised an eyebrow at me and said mysteriously, “Han Ching is here.”
Han Jing. What does Han Jing have to do with me? I
stayed where I was, but when I saw Han Jing turning the stairs with idle steps, I was still in a daze and looked at him twice more.
Inexplicably, I want to watch it for a while.
“Please, stay with me.” Zhang Li shook my arm and used the beauty trick.
“Cough..” You have won. I pretended to be helpless.
I went there because Zhang Li acted like a spoiled child to me, not to see Han Jing.
As a result, he ran into Song Cheng’s eyes as soon as he entered the classroom. When he
saw me, he was stunned for a moment, but quickly nodded to me with a smile.
I also motioned slightly and sat in the last row with Zhang Li.
Han Jing was the first to reply. He
said it was a defense, but he didn’t say a few words during the whole process. He just showed a piece of source code on the stage and then ran it.
With his brief introduction, the applause soon thundered, and I also clapped.
I do not understand, do not understand, listen to Zhang Li explained that this is not called the opening report, he has completed the design, and even can apply for a patent, make a lot of money.
So I understand.
He seems to have been born to look down on his life.
That evening I studied in the study room until very late, but the efficiency was not high.
Because the picture of Han Jing operating the computer carefully on the platform appeared in my mind from time to time, which affected the speed of my endorsement. It’s
strange. I’ve only seen him three times. Is he obsessed with sex?
I patted my head and reminded myself that I was not such a casual person. I
stayed up until I was the only one left in the study room, and then I was ready to leave.
As soon as he picked up his schoolbag, Song Cheng pushed the door and came in.
His smile was as gentle and harmless as usual, but I was suddenly frightened.
“Why don’t you leave so late?” He leisurely approached.
“Ready to go.” I leaned toward the other door, figuring how many steps it would take to get out.
He followed closely and handed me a cup of milk tea. “Hot.”
“If you drink this at night, you’ll gain weight.” I shook my head and said.
“No, just take a sip to warm your stomach.” He slowly approached, his eyes gradually became dark and unclear, and the red blood in his eyes seemed to burst one by one.
Buried in the heart for a long time doubts, seems to have an answer.
The last time I accompanied him to a party and returned to the dormitory, my mouth was uncomfortable. He said it was because the spicy chicken in that restaurant was too heavy.
Later, I devilishly went to eat again, and even ate two plates in one breath, but I didn’t have the symptoms before.
This may be unreasonable speculation, but it still makes me a little afraid of Song Cheng.
Now he turned off the lights in the classroom, grabbed me by the neck and forced me to drink milk tea. I knew things were really abnormal.
I clenched my teeth and struggled, but he was an adult male after all. Every time I resisted, I was powerless. Finally, he covered his mouth and warned in a low voice: “You may not like me, but you can’t like him.”
He? Who is he
I tried to go along with him, “I don’t like him, I don’t like him!”
No! You like it. You don’t look at him the same way you look at me! Angrily, he grabbed my hair, and his dark eyes were even more frightening in the darkness. “Be good, drink it, drink it and fall asleep.”
He covered my mouth and I couldn’t make a sound.
So the last time he handed me water, he also added something that was not clean.
He rubbed his chin against my hair. “If you don’t drink it, you won’t get it tomorrow …” Do you want a chain or a rope?
My whole body was dark, and I felt as if I had fallen into an abyss, sinking every minute I struggled, and the fear of despair spread out and seeped into my bones.
Suddenly I remembered the knowledge point I just recited. There are 206 bones in the human body and 126 on the limbs.
I still want to recite it, but I can’t remember the next sentence.
I still want to live, but I’m getting weaker and weaker.
Desperate and powerless, a beam of light came in from the crack of the door. Song Cheng moved and dragged me to hide in the corner. The switch sounded and the surroundings were bright in an instant. Before
I could get used to the sudden bright light, the man behind me had already snorted and was trampled underfoot by a figure.
I squinted and saw the face, Han Jing’s face.
Angular and indifferent.
His eyes fell on me without changing his face, and he stepped on Song Cheng’s foot and rolled it hard.
“Get out.” He uttered two words coldly. I
sat where I was until he looked at me with a reminder.
I just realized. Oh, he said let me out.
I went out obediently and sat down slowly against the wall of the corridor.
They didn’t stay inside for a long time, and I only heard Song Cheng hysterically shouting “Han Jing.”.
With an implacable hatred.
I suddenly stood up and hurriedly greeted Han Jing. “What did you say?”? Will he hurt you? I
“Won’t you go?”
He looked at me lightly and interrupted my countless questions.
Go.. Go.
I walked ahead, stumbling more and more, and had to slow down.
Han Jing couldn’t seem to bear to watch anymore. He quickly walked over to me and squatted down. “Come on up.”
An indisputable tone.
I hesitated for a moment, and in order to avoid his impatience, I went up obediently.
His back is so spacious and warm that people want to cry.
But I held back. I
had many questions I wanted to ask him, but in the end I only picked the most important one: “Han Ching, why did you save me?”
He said quietly and softly, “Didn’t you protect me once before? Return your favor.”
I protect him?
I racked my brains. I didn’t understand what he meant until I went back to the dormitory and lay down. When I first met him, I really protected him from being “bullied.”.
For Song Cheng’s behavior, I was puzzled and could not bear it, so I wanted to call the police. The monitoring in that
classroom has long been broken, not man-made;
Song Cheng did not cause any physical harm to me;
Han Jing’s eyewitness evidence is very little convincing.
“As for your claim that your mouth swelled after drinking the water he gave you, is there any evidence?” The officer asked again.
No proof. When I
asked this sentence, Han Jing was beside me. I called him as a witness, but let him see the joke. After
leaving the police station, he made a rare stop and patiently told me something.
“He suffers from mania, especially when he can’t get what he wants. He has different symptoms for different people. Maybe it’s imprisonment, maybe it’s self-mutilation, or maybe it’s..”
I froze, so he was manic?
“How do you know that?”
“He had a seizure in front of me and hurt himself.”
You? Can’t you get what you want? I glanced at him. Something was wrong.
He sighed lightly, as if he were looking at a mentally retarded person. “Because I’m so much better than him, he lost the competition with me.”
I choked. Well, that makes sense. Aren’t
you in love with him? How did you get him to morbidity? He said leisurely.
？
Who is in love with him?
I took apart the mess and analyzed it with him: “He seems to like me, but he seems to misunderstand that I like you.”
He gave a low “hum” and looked uninterested. He even turned around and started to walk.
Looking at his back, the bottom of my heart suddenly rose a sense of inexplicable loss. Why doesn’t
he care? As soon as
my brain was hot, I ran after him and plucked up my courage to stand in front of him. “What if it wasn’t a misunderstanding?”? Han Ching, what if I really like you?
He stood looking at me, not speaking, nor could he see the emotion in his eyes. With a guilty conscience,
I lowered my head and stressed, “I mean if.”
“I don’t like you, and I never will.” He did not hesitate to leave any leeway.
And then went away.
I squatted down slowly, and the light in my heart seemed to go out suddenly, and I was bored.
I am in a bad mood, because there is no way to take Song Cheng, but also because of a lovelorn without status.
So I took Zhang Li to relax after I finished the main subject.
Unconsciously a few cups of Long Island Iced Tea on the stomach, how to drink more and more addictive? How can tea make people drunk?
Why is it so uncomfortable?
It turns out I really like him.
“There are so many people who like Han Ching, and you’re not the only one who’s been rejected.” Zhang Li touched my head and tried to help me up.
She is really not good at comforting people.
But it’s right to think about it. I’m just one of the vulgar ones. Why should there be a result?
The mobile phone tinkled, and it was sent by Song Cheng.
I clicked a few times, but Zhang Li opened the message box for me. What he sent was a video comparison.
On the left is a man and a woman kissing in the car. The man is Song Cheng. He kisses the girl tentatively and carefully. The girl with her hands on his shoulders and her eyes closed stiffly is me.
I was unconscious. He was kissing me.
I’m like a thunderbolt. The scene after drinking the water he gave me
that night was clearly displayed in front of me. The video on the
right is two video clips of me hugging Han Jing and Han Jing carrying me on his back.
Then Sung Cheng said, “Darling, can you only love me?” I was so
sick that I wanted to throw up. I rushed all the way to the bathroom and started washing my face, especially my mouth, in front of the mirror.
It’s too dirty. It’s too dirty. What is
this? What the hell is this? It was still disgusting
until I broke my mouth.
Zhang Li ran over and grabbed me to go out, and I suddenly earned it back and continued to wash.
“Chu Xiaoxiao.”
A familiar voice sounded, and I slowly stopped and looked up at the mirror.
It was Han Jing, who was standing beside me with a faint smell of alcohol.
I was even more at a loss and pretended to be calm. Han Jing, did you also receive that video? What did he say to you?
“He threatened me that if I didn’t give him my new project, Xiaoyao Sian, he would release the video and call me a mistress.” Han Jing’s tone was flat, no different from usual.
It seems that nothing can make him nervous. I
‘m sorry, I didn’t expect it to turn out like this. I went to find him. I go
I ran out in a panic. If I told Song Cheng that I only loved him, would things be better?
The wrist is held by Han Jing, I have no time to react, the body has been pulled by him, fell into his arms.
He stroked the back of my neck, slammed me against the sink, leaned over and kissed me.
My whole body is stagnant, strange touch and breath are overwhelming, and the wound that has just been rubbed is covered and pressed, showing a sweetness.
He kissed me for a long time, until I hit the corner of the washstand, he held my waist and slowly released me from his arms.
My mind went blank.
I don’t know whether it was drunkenness or affection that made his eyes red.
He still stroked the back of my neck, saying every word in a hoarse voice, “Chu Xiaoxiao, remember, this is a kiss, not before.” With that
, he turned and walked away.
I was stunned for a long time, when he had disappeared in the doorway, I staggered to catch up, and was finally dragged back to the dormitory by Zhang Li.
I called all the way.
“Why did he kiss me?”
“Why should he kiss me?!”
Chang Li pressed down on my head. “Do you still feel sick?”
I pursed my lips and blinked.
Not only is it not disgusting, but it’s also a little sweet.
The next day I was awakened by Zhang Li, who said that the “Happy Sigh” project had fallen into the hands of Song Cheng.
The bidding meeting was over, and I made numerous phone calls to Song Cheng. When
he picked it up, his voice was full of pride. “Smile, would you like to celebrate with me?”
I suppressed the urge to use foul language and said, “Song Cheng, ‘Xiaoyao Sigh’ doesn’t belong to you.” Whether
one belongs or not is not something to be said, but something to be fought for. I asked you before if you could just love me. You’re not..
“Yes,” I held my breath and tried to discuss with him. “Song Cheng, I only love you. We only want what belongs to us, okay?”
Sung Cheng suddenly burst out laughing, and the voice over there was much wider. “Listen, listen!”! Han Jing smiled and said she only loved me.
I hung up the phone abruptly.
So Han Jing heard it? He should be able to hear it, right? That’s not true.
But think about it, even if he can’t hear it, he shouldn’t mind.
I still went to find Han Jing.
His company is not far from the school, with a small area and a cold gray tone.
Plus Han Jing, a total of four people.
The other three sat in a group and had a heated discussion in the middle of the office, while in the corner of the office, Han Jing sat alone, tapping the keyboard with indifferent eyebrows and eyes.
The whole body is full of the momentum of isolation from the world.
I knocked on the door, and the boy with glasses, who was near the door, trotted over, his voice muffled, “Who are you looking for?”
I whispered, “I’m looking for Han Ching.”
The boy sighed, “It’s not that I won’t help you, it’s just that there are too many girls looking for him, and he’s gone.”
……
He really never disappoints.
“Well, can it be me, Chu Xiaoxiao?”
Chu Xiaoxiao? Your name suits you, but are you someone special to him?
I thought about it, and I’m really not a special person.
The bespectacled boy continued to look at me in embarrassment. “I really didn’t dare to help you. I was almost fired by him because of this before.”
In that case, I’ll wait.
On the bench in the corridor of the office building, I waited from day to dusk. When it’s time to
get off work, the people around the company are almost gone, but they still have no sign of getting off work.
It wasn’t until eight o’clock in the evening that the other three people in Han Jing’s office finally came out. When the man with glasses saw me, he sighed again. “Brother Jing usually gets off work in the early morning, or sleeps directly in the company.”
He is really a desperate man.
I simply took the initiative to go in and sit down, and found a disposable paper cup to drink a glass of water. I
couldn’t help it, so I stood in the distance and said tentatively, “Han Ching, don’t you want to get off work?”
He glanced at me and said coldly, “Chu, I didn’t invite you in.”
I was serious. “Well, I let myself in.”
He didn’t speak again.
Seeing how busy he is, I always feel that if I interrupt him, he may throw me out.
So I kept waiting.
Strangely enough, just being in the same space with him makes me feel a lot better. At
ten o’clock, the clatter of the keyboard suddenly stopped. He threw back his head and put it on the back of his chair. “What’s the matter?” He asked.
I hurried over to show what I was thinking. “Is there no room for change in the matter of” Happy Sigh “? If you need me to do anything, I can..
“You say you only love him but it’s useless. What do you think is useful?”
He interrupted me with a sniff.
…… Sure enough, he heard. If
you hear it, you hear it. Why are you so weird?
“I just think..”
I just don’t think Song Cheng should succeed so easily, at least not so easily.
“Have you ever thought that once he sends out the video, no one will care if it’s true or not, and everyone will just talk about you stepping on two boats and me being a mistress?”
“I’ve thought about it.”
It’s really not pleasant to hear.
But it sounds like a good match.
Chu, not everything is black and white. His target has always been me. Don’t take it on yourself if you have nothing to do. “It’s getting late. Let’s go,”
he said, picking up his clothes and walking out impatiently.
“Didn’t you get off work in the early morning?”
“Isn’t the entrance guard in your dorm at 10:30?”
So he’s.. You want to send me? Incredible. “I’ll be all right if I go back alone
,” I said politely.
“Then go back by yourself.”
“No, thank you.”
He is really boring. When I
got to the door of the dormitory, while it was dark, I summoned up my courage and asked him, “Han Jing, do you still remember last night?”
“What do you mean?”
You.. You kissed me.
“Remember.”
“Why?”
“Too much to drink.”
？
Hooliganism?
After two steps, he turned around again, his tall and straight figure bathed in the moonlight, casual and cool. “Chu Xiaoxiao, don’t stay out too late alone in the future.” After
counting the days of winter vacation, the first news I heard after returning to school was that Han Jing was hospitalized. When
I arrived at the hospital, a woman who looked like she was in her forties was pulling Han Jing up from the hospital bed.
Han Jing, you owe us this! Don’t think that being sick is an excuse!
The action is rude and the words are mean.
Han Jing was forced to sit up and got out of bed shakily. Then he bent over her and said, “Auntie Yang, I’ve already transferred the money. It won’t happen again.”
The so-called “Auntie Yang” gave him another vicious push, saying, “You’d better be!”
I even thought I was wrong. Han Jing,
who was so powerful that he was insufferably arrogant, leaned against the wall and bowed his head like a sinner in repentance.
He shouldn’t be like this.
I pushed the door and rushed in, standing in front of Han Jing.
“Auntie, Han Ching is ill. If there’s anything, can we wait until he’s better?”
Yo? Got a girlfriend? Who said you would take care of me and Ho Ching’s father with all your heart? She looked me up and down, and her eyes became sharper and sharper. “The little girl is very beautiful, but unfortunately her eyes are not good.”. Those who are near to him, their lives are short. Who is
He Qing?
I laughed, “Auntie, thank you for letting me know that the shrew of the new century is such a curse.”
“You..” What about
me?
I’d like to fight her for two rounds.
But Han Jing grabbed my shoulder and pulled me behind him.
His sickly figure seemed to be about to fall down in the next second, and he breathed heavily every word. “She’s not my girlfriend, and I shouldn’t say things like’short life. ‘”
“And you protected it..”
The voice did not fall, Han Jing fell down. Seeing this,
the woman turned away directly, even laughing contemptuously and humming a song.
Han Jing was hospitalized for gastric perforation, which was mainly related to his overdraft body’s work and rest and irregular diet.
The doctor said he needed a good rest, and if he didn’t get any emotional stimulation, he would be fine.
Remembering the scene just now, my heart suddenly throbbed.
I grabbed his hand and looked at him carefully.
Stubborn eyebrows, cold sleeping face, how can such a person bend down?
His fingers suddenly moved and he began to say, “Smile, go away.”
Talking in your sleep is to let me go away. How much do you dislike me?
But Mingming said to let me go away, but his hand grabbed me instead, getting tighter and tighter.
I just went to get a meal, and Han Jing disappeared.
The nurse said she didn’t dare to stop him because he had to smoke. At the corner of the
dark staircase, only the high square window could shine a few rays of light on his shoulder. There were several cigarette butts with sparks in the
smoke jar. He half leaned against the wall, his hair covered half of his forehead, inhaling and exhaling, which perfectly showed the decadence of emotional movies.
He didn’t look up either, but tapped the end of his cigarette impatiently with his index finger. “Why haven’t you left yet?” “Smoking is not good for your health,”
I said to him. The corners of his mouth moved
slightly, and he chuckled. “Even a fool knows.” As a medical student,
I could not bear to see the patient so arrogantly spoil his body.
I stretched out my hand to grab it. “Are you still smoking when you’re lying down?”
He jerked up his hand, which was holding the cigarette, and his eyes suddenly tightened, threatening, “Chu smiled!”
I stared back without changing my face.
He can’t hit me, can he? This is the way I
deal with the children.
He looked at me for a moment, then finally, as if he were deflated, he turned his hand and threw the cigarette into the jar. “You care too much.”
I grabbed him and said, “Han Jing, can I ask about you and Aunt Yang just now?”
“Better not ask.”
“I see.”
I know that the person who can make him put down his pride must be the one who can break his heart.
Perhaps this is also the reason why he isolated himself in another world. I
don’t need to know. I think it must be cruel.
He took a deep breath and said helplessly, “Go back. I can’t see you off this time.”
“I don’t want to go back.”
“What do you want?”
“I want to be your friend.”
“I don’t need friends.”
“But I need it.” Like a person for
the first time.
The first time I saw a man wronged, I wanted to protect him.
I know. He’s not as indestructible as he appears.
His jaw line slowly tightened, like a beast brewing emotions, and a few seconds later, he grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me into the corner.
He leaned down, barely touching the ground. The tip of his nose brushed against my forehead, and his eyes turned red. “Chu Xiaoxiao, you provoked me first.” Moving
all the way down, I pressed my lips against his chest. “Han Ching, are you awake now?”
This kind of thing only counts when you are sober.
He pressed my shoulder and was silent for a long time. The sound of
tight breathing echoed in the empty corridor, and it was not clear whether it was caused by illness or emotion.
He slowly turned around and lowered his head. His voice was helpless and hoarse. “Why bother me?” He asked. After
returning to the ward, he did not drive me away again, and even ate half of my remaining steamed buns.
I was surprised. “Aren’t you full?”
He took another mouthful of porridge. “I don’t want to waste it.”
Oh, that’s very virtuous. After
that day, our relationship seemed to have changed subtly. Once in a while
I go to see him and play with three colleagues in the office. At most, he reminds me, “It’s almost time. You should go back.”
He is no longer distant everywhere, and he will even give a like on my circle of friends.
Chang Li hugged me excitedly. “Am I hugging my thighs?”
“What thigh?”
Your big leg! You should be the only one whose relationship with Han Daishen has evolved to such an extent.
Soon after, Zhang Li excitedly reported the good news to me that she had passed the qualification of Han Jing’s company trainee assistant.
“Only two people passed!” Chang Li grinned. “I know what I’m capable of. If this has nothing to do with you, I won’t believe it.”
To tell you the truth, I know what she’s capable of.
But I don’t believe that Han Jing will choose to let her pass because of me.
I patted her on the shoulder and encouraged her, “You might as well believe that you’re lucky.” On the first weekend when
Zhang Li went to report for duty, their company held a group building. As a family member of Zhang Li,
I went to rub a wave as a matter of course.
Like the second time he saw Han Jing, he sat in the corner of the room, crossed his legs and held a cigarette between his fingertips.
But the smoke did not light, just bored in the fingertips.
I walked straight to him. For
a long time, I have already been immune to the cold air around him, and can even tell cold jokes to his cold face.
“Brother Ching, where is your family?” Provocative colleagues took the lead in enlivening the atmosphere.
He raised his eyes in slow motion, glanced at me faintly, and sat up straight again. “No.” There was
a hubbub, and someone added, “Xiaoxiao, whose family are you?”
I sat down as if nothing had happened. “Oh, Zhang Li.”
“Chang Li, what’s the matter with you? Everyone else is a family member of the opposite sex. What’s the matter with you?” What’s
the matter? Can’t sisters? Are you being vulgar?
Soon, the atmosphere became lively. After
drinking two glasses of beer, Han Jing poured me orange juice. “You’re such a bad drinker. Drink less.”
“Hmm?” I leaned over and held my cheek to look at him. “How do you know I can’t hold my liquor?”
He reached out and broke my head back. “Guess.”
Soon his cell phone rang, and I glanced at it casually, showing “Auntie Yang.”. Aunt
Yang? The one who was acting out in the hospital
earlier.
Han Jing grabbed his cell phone and hurried out.
He stayed outside for a long time, and when I went out to look for him, he was smoking in front of the windowsill.
Unable to resist the stimulation of the smoke, I coughed lightly, and then he put out the cigarette and came to me from the smoke.
I grabbed his arm. “Han Jing, what’s wrong with you?”? Is that woman bullying you again?
He was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly. “No, go back and continue.” When he
got back, he began to drink heavily.
Everyone drank more than he did and didn’t care.
But I couldn’t bear to watch, so I pressed his glass. “You have a bad stomach.”
He looked at me steadily for a moment, the veins in his forehead clearly popping, and then pressed my hand. “It’s all right.”
I grabbed the glass straight away. “It’s not up to you whether you have something to do or not.”
“Okay, you’re in charge.” He answered cooperatively, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes. The colleague
next to him said, “Smile, I don’t know whether I should say it or not.”
“You speak.”
“I’ve never seen brother Ching so gentle.”
…… At the end of the
dinner party, they planned to go to the theater to kill the script. I saw that Han Jing had little interest, so I suggested that the soldiers be divided into two groups. “Who wants to go for a walk on the beach?”.
“Walking is an ancient sport that is not suitable for me.” They retreated one after another, leaving Han Jing standing where he was.
The weather is not sunny, and there are not too many people.
I pulled him to sit down on the beach and watch the yacht dock and the fireworks show end. When the
sea breeze blew, he took off his coat and put it on me.
I rubbed his shoulder. “Han Ching, I think you treat me like a friend.”
“So.”
“So if you have any grievance, you can tell me.”
He was silent for a few seconds. Then he lowered his head and sighed lightly. He called out to me, “Chu Xiaoxiao.”
“Hmm?” Then
he approached, put his chin on my shoulder, put his hands around my waist, and tightened them inch by inch.
My brain stopped and my hands hung in the air at a loss.
Then his dull voice sounded, “Friends can hug each other, right?”? Just a moment. As the summer vacation
approached, the “Happy Sigh” project came to an end.
I heard that the project was very successful, and Song Cheng was commended for it.
“Be careful these days, in case he comes looking for you again.” Zhang Li reminded me.
Speaking of which, I haven’t seen Sung since he took on the “Happy Sigh” project.
Occasionally heard Zhang Li mention that he almost lived and ate in the project team, did not even go home for the Spring Festival, and worked as hard as Han Jing.
For the computer career he loves, he will stop at nothing, and he can fight for his life.
Since I haven’t seen him for half a year, he should have no reason to find me.
I was busy with the final exam, and I didn’t pay much attention to it.
But that night, after I went to the anatomy lab to find honesty, I met Song Cheng on the way back.
He was in high spirits, thinking that it was because of the “carefree sigh” that he had had a good time. At nine o’clock in the
evening, the campus is still busy, but the road through the human anatomy room has been rarely walked. He slowed his pace when he
saw me retreating warily. He still looked gentle and gentle. “Smile, long time no see.”
Long time no see, but I don’t want to see you.
“What’s the matter?” I asked him. “Smile,”
he said excitedly. “I’ve got what I want, fame and fortune!”
“Congratulations, but it has nothing to do with me.”
“Why doesn’t it matter?” His face suddenly darkened. “I’m sorry I hurt you before, but I’ve been working hard for half a year, and I always think of you when I’m tired.”
He finished slowly, but suddenly quickened his pace, hugged me fiercely, and dragged me into the woods beside the road. “Didn’t you say that you only love me, and now it still counts, right?” I was so strangled
by him that I could only rely on the strength of my elbow to get out of the narrow breathing space, and I couldn’t even speak.
He’s never been gentle. He’s a beast in clothes.
He went crazy. “I beat Han Jing this time. Did you see that?”
He relaxed a little, and I had to catch my breath. “You don’t deserve to be compared with Han Jing,” I replied. “You never will.”
“Say it again!” He pinched my chin and looked like he was going to stick it up.
For a moment, I remembered the feeling of seeing the splicing video half a year ago.
Nausea. Nausea.
But I seem to sink into the swamp, and the more I move, the deeper I sink.
It seems that they can only be slaughtered by him. How can
I be slaughtered by him? I tried to bite his finger as hard as I could, and he jerked me to the ground.
He crouched down to cover my mouth and unbuttoned it.
I suddenly miss Han Jing.
Heaven seems to hear my prayer.
At that moment, a beam of strong light came into the forest. Before I could react, Song Cheng snorted and was crushed to the ground.
Then there was a sound of punching and kicking.
When I saw it clearly, Han Jing was clamping Song Cheng’s neck and pressing him against the tree trunk.
Han Jing stared at him mercilessly, his deep eyes congealing into an invisible black hole, breathing and breathing as if he only wanted to die.
I’ve never seen him so angry.
Seeing that Sung Cheng’s breathing was getting harder, I ran over and grabbed Han Ching’s arm. “Han Ching, let go.”
But he didn’t listen at all, and his fingertips turned white with force.
I was so frightened that I burst into tears and hugged him. “Han Ching, will you let go of your hand?” Only then did
Han Jing become conscious and stop slowly. His stretched arm fell on my back. He stroked me gently and then took me deeper into his arms.
Song Seung fled quickly, and there was silence all around.
For a long time, Han Jing began to speak shakily: “Xiaoxiao, I’m sorry.”
A few days later, Song Cheng was sued by Han Jing on suspicion of copying code.
Song Cheng’s parents used his mania as an excuse to deal with Han Jing in every way.
But Han Jing refused to compromise.
Everything is reasonable and unexpected.
But it seems to be under the control of Han Jing. The
day Sung was sentenced, Han Jing sent me a message: “It’s all right.” Nothing will happen
with him here.
I can be sure that the energy I drew from being held in his arms that night was enough to drive away all the haze that Song Cheng brought me.
I think the next time we meet, I should tell him that I don’t want to be friends with him.
But on the day I planned to go to him, he was hospitalized again.
Car accident, concussion, I heard it was a brave act. When I
arrived, I happened to see Aunt Yang in Han Jing’s mouth walking out of the hospital.
Her hair was disheveled, her left foot was limping, and she looked injured.
I made a guess, but Han Jing said that he was busy looking at his cell phone while walking and was cut by a car.
I didn’t contradict him, but I still had a knot in my heart.
He never gave me a chance to get to know him. Never.
So after leaving the hospital with him, I didn’t take the initiative to contact him again.
Two days later, he chased me to the station, and I was pulling my suitcase to go home.
He panted and ran in a hurry. “Why didn’t you reply?”? And why didn’t you tell me when you went home?
It is rare to hear him say so much.
I straightened the suitcase and smiled at him. “Han Jing, why should I tell you when I get home?”? Who are you to me? A friend? Friends don’t have to be so concerned.
I was so angry that I said a lot of words. I was afraid that he would turn around and leave. I said I was unhappy.
But instead of leaving, he stepped forward and said, “What’s the matter?”
What’s going on? I am pretentious.
Anyway, you’ve always been like this. You don’t say anything, and no one can interfere with you.
But do you know how I felt when you were lying in bed?
“I always thought I was much closer to you, but I always thought I was.” When I finished
, I wiped away my tears and said, “Han Ching, I don’t want to like you anymore.” At the beginning of the ticket
check, I got on the bus without looking back. He stood there, looking like an abandoned puppy,
without the scenes of chasing cars through the windows in movies and TV dramas.
No. Why does he look so pathetic. On the evening of
returning home, after dinner, my mother and I went downstairs for a walk. My mother could not resist the temptation to join the square dance brigade. I sat in a daze in the corner of the park. Mosquitoes in
summer are so fierce that I soon have a few more red and swollen bags on my legs.
I scratched a few times, but my hand was suddenly grabbed.
It’s Han Jing.
He knelt down on one knee and squeezed some ointment on the mosquito bag.
I jerked my leg reflexively, but he grasped it and wiped the ointment carefully, covering the burning itch with a trace of coolness. Still incredulous,
I asked tentatively, “Han Ching?”
It’s not a hallucination, is it?
“Mmm.” He responded with no intention of getting up, but looked up at me quietly.
“What are you doing here?”
“To apologize.”
Apologize How can
the God of learning apologize, or apologize to me?
I think the sun must not have set yesterday.
Smile, I was wrong, I.. I’ve never been honest with you.
Seeing him like this, I immediately relented. “Then you get up and say it.”
I pulled his arm, but I couldn’t move it.
He kept his posture and talked about He Qing.
Han Jing once had a very good friend named He Qing.
They went to junior high school and senior high school together. During the
summer vacation of the first year of high school, Han Jing asked He Qing to climb the mountain, but on the way down the mountain, there was a rainstorm.
The heavy rain triggered a mudslide, and both of them were involved.
Later, He Qing was not rescued.
He Qing’s parents could not forgive him, and Aunt Yang, who was also He Qing’s mother, beat and humiliated him endlessly.
Han Jing promised to take care of them as their biological parents and to atone for their sins with a lifetime, but this is far from enough.
Speaking of this, what Han Jing has endured can already be imagined.
So he closed himself up in endless guilt. Aunt
Yang would not let him go, or even everyone around him, so he was always alone. A few days
ago was the anniversary of He Qing’s death. Han Jing and Aunt Yang went to see He Qing. On the way
back, he met a drunk driver. Seeing that Aunt Yang was going to be hit, Han Jing ran over and pushed her away. He was injured.
Later, Aunt Yang sent him a message saying that He Qing had given her a dream and asked her not to hate any more.
“I thought I was going to spend my life trying to atone for my sins,” he said with a self-deprecating smile. “But after I met you, I wanted to struggle, but I was really afraid that Aunt Yang would hurt you.” After
listening, I tried to hold back my tears. “If Aunt Yang still doesn’t let you go, won’t you still ignore me?”
“I’ll think of something,” he said firmly. Then he took my hand. “Smile, will you like me again?”
You.. Is this a confession?
“I love you.”
My heart trembled, tears flowed uncontrollably, and I opened my hands to hold him.
“Smile, I’m sober now.”
“What?”
Before he could react, he got up and kissed me, then held my waist and put me against the stone pillar of the pavilion. The
unfinished voice was drowned in the lingering and fierce kiss, and I was caught in a hot torrent.
The brain is blank and the senses are magnified infinitely.
“Smile, go home, smile..”
My mother’s voice suddenly came over, and I was confused and pushed Han Jing, but it was too late.
My mother’s eyes lit up and she said, “That’s pretty handsome.”
Han Jing greeted her as if she were familiar with her. “Hello, Auntie. My name is Han Jing. I’m Xiaoxiao’s boyfriend.”
Boyfriend? With my permission?
But my mother agreed, and she seemed quite satisfied. Will you go home or continue? On the way
home, I pinched him. “Why did you say it was my boyfriend?”? Do I agree? You didn’t even chase me.
“Then from now on.”
So the school forum in the new semester was dominated by Han Jing.
# Han Jing becomes a hard worker in medical school #
# Han Jing helps Chu Xiaoxiao clean rat house #
# Han Jing is frightened by the human anatomy model and takes off #
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Summer Dream and Winter Fireworks
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