Chapter 51 The Double-Faced Classmate of the Academic Master
Song Jiazhu was able to speak, but Lin Zhi did not hear the prompt that the task was completed.
Combining the conjecture from the previous world, he thought that Song Jiazhu might not have fully recovered, so he took Song Jiazhu to the hospital for examination that day.
The examination showed that there was nothing serious, but Song Jiazhu could not use his voice frequently for the time being.
Living without a voice for a long time actually made Song Jiazhu accustomed to not speaking, but when he faced Lin Zhi, he always couldn't help but say a few words, but there were slight pauses and his speech was not smooth, so Song Jiazhu always spoke in short sentences.
"Then I'll be leaving first. See you tomorrow."
Downstairs at Lin Zhi's house, Song Jiazhu said goodbye to Lin Zhi.
Winter vacation includes the most important New Year for Chinese people. Although Lin Zhi’s parents did not come back, his brother who is in college is already at home.
Because Song Jiazhu had something to hide, he was embarrassed to go to Lin Zhi's house. He was worried that Lin Zhi's family would know about their relationship in the future and would have a bad impression of his current behavior, so Song Jiazhu only sent Lin Zhi downstairs.
Lin Zhi nodded at Song Jiazhu and watched him walk out.
It snowed this morning, and the snow piled up on the grass on both sides, leaving traces. Children left footprints on it, and the snow on the road was melted a little, leaving the edges and corners with a clean white color.
Although the snow had stopped long ago, the wind was still strong, blowing Song Jiazhu's clothes and hair.
Lin Zhi called Song Jiazhu, and when the other person turned around, she walked quickly towards him, helped him tidy up his scarf that was not tied properly, and then waved to him.
The snow scene made the sky and the earth look white, and the black scarf and the boy's black hair made his ink-like face even more outstanding.
Song Jiazhu curved her eyes, like spring water breaking through the ice and flowing out into a stream.
There were pedestrians everywhere, and this was downstairs of Lin Zhi's house. Song Jiazhu just hooked his little finger gently while helping Lin Zhi to tidy up his scarf.
"Go home, it's windy."
Although he has not gone through the voice change period, Song Jiazhu's voice is not clear. Perhaps it is because he has not spoken for a long time, his voice is a little hoarse.
This formed a certain contrast with his face and the feeling he gave people, which made people unable to help but smile.
"Okay, message me when you get home."
Lin Zhi nodded, watched his departing back, and didn't call him again this time.
Lin Zhi withdrew his gaze only when he could no longer see him. It was not because he was reluctant to leave, but he was just wondering why Song Jiazhu was unwilling to let him go.
01 was obviously a little anxious: [It should have been successful, but I still didn’t receive any prompts. 】
[Host, I have checked myself for the eighth time just now. There should be nothing wrong with my program. 】
01 Lin Zhi was worried but became calmer in this situation.
Lin Zhi: [If there is nothing wrong with your program, it only means one thing, our mission has not been completed yet. 】
01 Murmur: [But the mission target seems to have been restored. 】
01 took a deep breath and said: [I will scan it again from all angles. 】
Lin Zhi: [No need, I have some guesses, now we just need to wait. 】
01 has already done eight self-checks. Lin Zhi doesn’t think it can find anything by doing so many repeated checks.
Lin Zhi: [Do you still remember the purpose of these redemption missions? 】
01 will never forget, this is the mission it always keeps in mind.
[Let the mission target feel warmth and love, be full of hope for the world, and make the future full of light! 】
Lin Zhi nodded secretly in his heart. He believed that Song Jiazhu had already felt the warmth and love. Since they were planning their future together, Song Jiazhu must have hope for the future as well. However, whether it would be bright or not was still a question mark.
Because they haven't graduated yet, the future is still unknown. Even if it can be estimated with a high probability, for Song Jiazhu, the estimate is probably just an estimate, and he may have to see the answer with his own eyes.
What a stubborn child, Lin Zhi sighed.
Just as Lin Zhi expected, for the next six months, 01 never sounded the [Mission Successful] prompt.
Lin Zhi once again lived the life of an ordinary high school student, occasionally going to the bookstore with Song Jiazhu, and had formed the habit of video chatting with Song Jiazhu at night.
Song Jiazhu did not hide the fact that he could speak. The first time he spoke, everyone who heard him was surprised. Knowing that his voice had recovered, his teachers and classmates were very happy for him.
However, Song Jiazhu still maintained his attitude of keeping strangers away and was still only familiar with Lin Zhi, and everyone had gotten used to it.
Half a year passed in a flash, and the countdown date on the wall kept changing, but until the end, everyone still felt a little unreal.
The teachers generously gave their blessings to the students, and they began to persuade them to relax, having usually put pressure on them.
Liu Gao sat in the third row, looking at the familiar classroom and classmates, still a little dazed.
His eyes fell on Lin Zhi in the first row, stayed there for a while, and then quickly left.
He was very happy that he, Lin Zhi and He Yuqing were in the same class for the next semester. According to the class ranking based on the final exam results, he sat behind Lin Zhi.
In fact, it doesn't matter if they don't talk much. For Liu Gao, quietly looking at Lin Zhi is like quietly admiring a mimosa. There is no need to disturb her.
But one day during class, he clearly saw Song Jiazhu's actions in front of him.
The teacher was explaining a physics problem on the blackboard. Liu Gao saw that Song Jiazhu's right hand was not taking notes. He looked up at the teacher, but his hand was holding Lin Zhi's left hand.
That was not just holding hands. Liu Gao could see that Song Jiazhu was playing with Lin Zhi's fingers.
It was clearly just a finger contact, but the ambiguity made him feel frightened. The important thing was that Lin Zhi did not refuse.
Then Song Jiazhu held Lin Zhi's hand, wrapped it, and let Lin Zhi's fingers fit between his fingers, interlocking their fingers.
When Liu Gao was so shocked that he was dazed, he saw Song Jiazhu tilt his head slightly and look at him.
It was an action that almost declared sovereignty, yet it seemed nonchalant and understated. However, because of this, Liu Gao felt inexplicably embarrassed.
That gaze was like a thorn, making Liu Gao restless. He didn't listen carefully in that physics class. After the monthly exam, he hurriedly chose a seat somewhere else. His eyes no longer lingered on Lin Zhi, and he didn't draw anymore.
On the eve of the college entrance examination, the classmates encouraged each other. Liu Gao came to Lin Zhi and whispered to him, "Come on!"
Whether it is the college entrance examination or other.
Lin Zhi looked at him, thanked him, and wished him a bright future.
On the day of the college entrance examination, Lin Zhi took the school bus to the examination room.
Song Jiazhu sat next to him and helped him check his admission ticket and other things.
Song Jiazhu didn't have to take the exam because he had already been confirmed to be admitted.
"Don't be nervous. If you encounter a problem, just do it like we usually practice."
Song Jiazhu held Lin Zhi's palm, and Lin Zhi nodded.
He was not nervous, but had an indescribable feeling that everything was about to be settled.
Song Jiazhu didn't notice and watched Lin Zhi enter the examination room.
One exam after another was over, and it was not until the last one that Song Jiazhu asked him how he felt about his performance.
Lin Zhi sat on the back seat of Song Jiazhu's bicycle, looking at the setting sun that had not yet sunk into the ground, and said lazily, "What if I can't get into the same place as you?"
Song Jiazhu didn't stop riding his bike, but Lin Zhi could still sense his panic from the stiffness of his body under his thin summer shirt.
But it was only for a moment, Song Jiazhu said softly: "Choose your best solution. If there is no place you want to go, you can also repeat the year. I will always be with you."
Song Jiazhu was even thinking in his heart that if Lin Zhi chose to repeat the year, what he should do to effectively prevent those who had bad intentions towards Lin Zhi.
Song Jiazhu was answered with a chuckle. Song Jiazhu felt that Lin Zhi's hands were shaking with laughter as she held him.
"Just kidding, I played very well. After all, I had you to coach me one-on-one."
Lin Zhi tried to improve his grades gradually, from being in the top 50 to the top 30, and from the top 30 to the top 10. By then, even if he got the first place in the city, which was an unexpected result, there would be traces to follow.
Lin Zhi did not control the score this time because he knew that the result of this test paper had already been determined.
Song Jiazhu felt relieved when he thought about how Lin Zhi didn't want him to tutor her, and even discussed more difficult questions with him. After all, he was worried that Lin Zhi would perform poorly.
The summers in this city are long and sultry. Cicadas chirp in the trees in June, and bicycles and human figures gradually diagonally walk on the road.
Song Jiazhu sent Lin Zhi to the downstairs of his home. He had walked this road too many times from winter to summer, sometimes by bike and sometimes by bus. Occasionally, when he went home from the bookstore or the welfare home, he would subconsciously change to the bus going to Lin Zhi's home. Only when he was on the way would he suddenly come to his senses and walk back while smiling.
This time, after sending Lin Zhi there, he did not leave.
Lin Zhi looked at the tall young man standing in front of her and could feel that Song Jiazhu seemed a little nervous, as if he was about to do something he had been preparing for a long time.
Lin Zhi pretended not to notice and asked, "Let's go upstairs and have a drink of water. It's so hot. Let's go to the air conditioner."
Song Jiazhu hesitated for a while and nodded.
After arriving at Lin Zhi's house, when Lin Zhi was about to pour water, Song Jiazhu stopped him.
"I have something for you."
Lin Zhi joked: "What, another gift? Is it to celebrate my graduation?"
Song Jiazhu took out a cute palm-sized envelope from his pocket and handed it to Lin Zhi with both hands.
Song Jiazhu's palms were sweating, and the high summer temperature made him feel as if his brain was melting. Although this was an action he had rehearsed many times, he was still slightly lacking in oxygen due to excitement.
This is a love letter.
The handwriting on the letter was beautiful and powerful. Although Song Jiazhu was already able to speak, he still chose the way of expression he was most accustomed to.
Those thoughts and excitement emerge between the lines.
Song Jiazhu is actually not a very romantic person. His writing is often clear and organized with a cool and cool tone. His words are not affectionate enough and even have a bit of immature restraint.
——I fall asleep every night looking at the pot of Spinach Plant you gave me, hoping that one day we can water it together.
"Lin Zhi, I like you, can you be with me?"
Lin Zhi's fingertips left slight marks on the letter paper, and he looked at Song Jiazhu with a smile in his eyes.
He said with a slight complaint: "I thought you were not going to confess your feelings."
In fact, they had never been officially together. Lin Zhi was waiting for Song Jiazhu to speak first, and expected that he would speak at this time.
01's voice sounded: [Congratulations host, mission accomplished! 】
Song Jiazhu's voice sounded at the same time: "This way, we are not in premature love. This represents a mature choice in the eyes of the world."
Song Jiazhu was reluctant to speak because he wanted to make it more formal and hoped that after everyone knew their story, they would not have any perception that they were young and frivolous.
"But in my heart, the moment I fell in love with you, I had already made this choice."
My heart is not made of stone; it cannot be turned.
"Yes," Lin Zhi replied with some delay. He looked into Song Jiazhu's eyes and repeated, "I say yes to the question you just asked."
Song Jiazhu's eyes lit up, more scorching than the hanging sun.
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