Chapter 40: The Double-Faced Classmate of the Academic Master
Lin Zhi was stunned for a while, then looked at Song Jiazhu and slowly smiled and said, "Little mute, you are really a good person, but you don't need to comfort me."
Lin Zhi deliberately let the sadness and relief he expressed settle. If he responded quickly and happily, even if Song Jiazhu didn't notice anything unusual at that moment, he would feel weird afterwards, which would expose the fact that his original target was him, and his impression might be greatly reduced.
He would not let himself fall into such an embarrassing situation. A net with holes was a failure.
Song Jiazhu responded quickly: I'm not comforting you.
The young man's clear and picturesque eyebrows reveal his seriousness, and in this gray and white world, he is like a green vine reviving against the season, with an affirmative meaning that cannot be ignored.
Lin Zhi then allowed herself to show a bit of surprise, her eyes wandering slightly with some anticipation as she asked, "Really?"
Song Jiazhu nodded. He hoped that Lin Zhi would stick to himself.
After Lin Zhi told him the reason why he wore women's clothes, Song Jiazhu actually didn't like him wearing women's clothes anymore.
The raspberry-colored skirt that often appeared in his dreams at that time turned into a more glaring color, which made him very disgusted.
He now knew that perhaps what he rejected was not Lin Zhi's clothes, but the image he represented.
From a purely appreciative perspective, those clothes look great on Lin Zhi.
He knew clearly that Lin Zhi was a boy, but he didn't think that those clothes looked out of place on Lin Zhi. It was like a beautiful gift with beautiful packaging. No matter what clothes Lin Zhi wore, he thought they looked good.
After Lin Zhi decided to abandon this thing he loved, Song Jiazhu separated the clothes from the person Lin Zhi liked. Clothes were just clothes.
In addition to the separation, and in addition to hoping that Lin Zhi would stick to her own preferences, he suddenly had an almost eager desire.
Is it possible to let Lin Zhi wear it for him and find the strength to persevere from him?
This crazy spreading thought was almost uncontrollable. It instantly filled his brain and made his heart beat rapidly.
Replace... replace that person and become a new image.
The secret, almost despicable thoughts that cannot be told to others seem to have become the guiding principle of consciousness at this moment.
Although the result has not been obtained yet, it seems as if you have already seen what you expect appear before your eyes. The sweet joy can make people lost and make them look forward to the future infinitely.
With a slight tremor on her fingertips, Song Jiazhu continued in sign language and said: The children in the hospital all say that you are a beautiful sister, and the nursing aunt also thinks you are very pretty and can't tell that you are a boy, so it's not just me who thinks so, everyone thinks so.
This was probably the longest sentence Song Jiazhu had ever said in sign language. Considering Lin Zhi's sign language level, Song Jiazhu deliberately slowed down his speed, worried that Lin Zhi might not understand it.
Song Jiazhu saw the innocent eyes smiling again. Lin Zhi said, "I understand. You don't have to type so slowly. In my mind, your voice seems to be adjusted to 0.5 times the speed. It's funny."
Normal people need a process to convert visual symbols into meaning when reading sign language, which is not as fast as listening directly, but the difference is only a few tenths of a second. The way Song Jiazhu slowed down to take care of his sign language ability is like the human voice being automatically slowed down in the brain. Combined with Song Jiazhu's own image, it made Lin Zhi want to laugh even more.
Song Jiazhu saw that Lin Zhi had returned to her usual appearance, and she pursed her lips slightly, making an expression that was almost a smile.
"I will think about what you said. I have already come out. You can go in. I will not disturb you. See you at school tomorrow."
Lin Zhi waved at Song Jiazhu and said that this was enough for today.
Song Jiazhu looked at his figure and nodded.
Lin Zhiben wanted to say something, but when he saw Song Jiazhu's eyes, he said nothing. He smiled and waved at him, then walked to the nearest bus stop to get on the bus and leave.
This was the mode of transportation he had specially chosen. Lin Zhi did have other things he wanted to say to Song Jiazhu, as this was part of his plan. But looking into Song Jiazhu's eyes, he decided not to disturb the boy's good mood at the moment and could wait until tomorrow to talk about it.
Lin Zhi walked towards the bus stop, and Song Jiazhu walked towards the welfare home, but he did not stay for long. He stood at the door and communicated with the aunt inside while looking at the location of the bus stop.
An orange bus drove over from not far away, passing by withered trees, passing by wide buildings, passing by bright and dark sides, and arrived at the designated platform.
Song Jiazhu said nothing more and hurried towards the bus stop.
Lin Zhi had already boarded the bus, scanned the code at the coin slot, and sat in the back seat.
Before the bus started, footsteps were heard from the front. Lin Zhi looked up and saw Song Jiazhu sitting next to him.
Seeing the surprise in Lin Zhi's expression, Song Jiazhu calmly answered in sign language: I forgot something at home and didn't bring it back. I will go back to get it.
Lin Zhi nodded without any doubt.
When he turned his head to look out the window, the mist on the car window dimly reflected the smile in his eyes.
Song Jiazhu also followed Lin Zhi's gaze and looked at the foggy car window, but this time because he was not outside the car, Lin Zhi did not wipe out a clear area.
There is always more than one train from the origin to the destination. A traveler who misses a train can always board the next one, as long as this train is still running and as long as he has enough determination.
The sky in early winter seems to be always covered with lead gray that makes it difficult to see clearly. It is hazy, but when you look closely, it seems extremely clear.
Due to different destinations, Lin Zhi had to get off before Song Jiazhu.
"I'll get off first."
Song Jiazhu said in sign language: See you tomorrow.
His eyes subconsciously followed Lin Zhi's figure until the car door closed and he could no longer see her.
The bus stop was some distance away from Lin Zhi's home. Lin Zhi walked slowly on the road. She also bought a cup of hot freshly ground sweet soy milk and walked towards home while holding it in her hand.
01 said happily: [Host, this mission will be completed soon. 】
Lin Zhi did not deny it, but just said: [Just a little bit more. 】
But how could it be enough to just be unwilling? Lin Zhi curled her lips.
A person who is used to losing will still fear losing something. Lin Zhi needs him to completely overcome this fear and make him clearly realize that he can avoid losing.
What's more, according to his character, he is a teenager whose secret love is shattered, and he will not be with someone who can comfort him and may like him so quickly.
In general novels, this is the script for the supporting male role. In the story of Lin Zhi's plan, Song Jiazhu is the male protagonist, and this script does not belong to him.
01: [Host, host, the mission target has moved. It is not his home nor the bookstore. The place it stopped is a shopping mall? 】
Lin Zhi took a sip of the hot soy milk in the cup, feeling the warm and delicate feeling, and responded: "Don't worry about it. 】
The most likely reason was to buy him a gift, or it could be something else. He didn't need to monitor Song Jiazhu's life in all aspects and let him do whatever he wanted.
Inside the mall, Song Jiazhu looked at the map and headed towards the store.
He didn't have a clear idea of what he wanted to buy, but the idea suddenly came to him after he was reminded of a shopping mall at the bus stop.
Just as suddenly and urgently as he wanted to follow Lin Zhi into the car, he got off the car.
He walked into a women's clothing store, looked at the various clothes hanging there, and wondered what it would look like when Lin Zhi put them on.
The salesgirl came up to me immediately and asked, "Hello, are you looking for women's clothing?"
Song Jiazhu nodded, his eyes continuing to wander over the clothes.
"Are you buying it for your girlfriend or a family member? What age of girl should I buy it for? I can recommend some for you."
Song Jiazhu's heart skipped a beat at the shopping guide's words and he shook his head subconsciously.
This action made him a little annoyed. He typed some words on the memo on his mobile phone and handed it to the salesgirl.
"One of your girl friends, right? About your age?"
Song Jiazhu nodded to indicate that this was correct.
The salesgirl looked at his expression and figured it out that he seemed to want to give the clothes to a girl he liked, but she hadn't gotten them yet. She immediately expressed her understanding and started recommending them to Song Jiazhu.
On the other side, Lin Zhi sat on the side of the road with a helpless expression.
The soy milk in his hand flew out, and the lid and the cup separated.
The children and parents next to him kept saying sorry to him. He rubbed his ankle and shook his head to indicate that he was fine.
Just now he was walking on the road, and a parent with a child on a children's bicycle came from the same side. Just behind Lin Zhi, a wild cat suddenly ran out from the bushes and scared the child. His feet were still pedaling the bicycle, but the handlebars were twisted because of fear.
Lin Zhi was hit on the side of her waist, the hot drink in her hand flew out, and Lin Zhi also twisted her foot.
However, the helplessness on Lin Zhi's face was not because of this incident, but because he thought of Song Jiazhu.
He had not intended to let Song Jiazhu feel the feeling of 'missing out' so soon. He should at least wait until tomorrow morning to let the other party feel it. But who knew that such a thing would happen suddenly. It was really difficult for him to control himself from taking the opportunity to cause trouble.
After all, given his cautious style of doing things, the probability of accidentally spraining his ankle is even lower than the probability of not catching a cold from the cold wind.
Lin Zhi's sprained foot was not serious, and she only felt slight pain when she walked again.
He picked up the cup not far away, covered it, threw it into the trash can, took out his cell phone and called Song Jiazhu.
"Little mute, I sprained my foot and it hurts a little."
Lin Zhi let out a gasp, exaggerating his situation.
Song Jiazhu, who was looking at the clothes carefully, was a little anxious. He wanted to ask where Lin Zhi was, but when he couldn't make a sound, he remembered that he couldn't speak. The anxiety made beads of sweat appear on his forehead, and he felt extremely helpless because of the incompleteness.
He could only keep the call on hold and continue sending messages to Lin Zhi.
[Song Jiazhu]: Where are you?
[Song Jiazhu]: Are you home yet?
[Song Jiazhu]: Otherwise, you can wait for me here, give me the address, and I will take you to the hospital.
[Song Jiazhu]: Is the situation okay?
Lin Zhi: "I haven't reached home yet. Forget it. I'd better..."
A faint sound came out of Song Jiazhu's throat, but it could never become a syllable.
Never mind, I will get over it, don’t look for anyone else.
"I'll walk back slowly by myself. It's okay. I don't know why I called you. I'll hang up now."
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