Chapter 52: The Double-Faced Classmate of the Academic Master
Faced with the system's questions in his mind, Lin Zhi chose to stay and then silence it.
He looked at the boy in front of him, who was almost his younger boyfriend compared to his actual age, with smiling eyes.
"Well, as my newly minted boyfriend, buy me a dress."
Lin Zhi held the love letter in her hand, put it to her lips and kissed it.
Song Jiazhu's fingertips couldn't help trembling slightly because of excitement. Lin Zhi's kiss clearly didn't fall on his lips, but it seemed to make him more dizzy than falling on his body, as if the kiss touched his soul and his heart through the skin.
When his heartbeat seemed to reach its highest threshold, he could even feel the blood rushing rapidly in his body.
Song Jiazhu nodded repeatedly and said, "Buy it. You can buy as many as you want."
At this moment, many styles of skirts flashed through Song Jiazhu's mind. He had been paying attention to these since he bought one for Lin Zhi once.
"Do you want to go shopping now or shop online? I'll transfer the money to you first."
"Don't worry, you'll pay later."
Lin Zhi folded the love letter in her hand and carefully put it back into the lovely envelope.
Lin Zhi turned around and went back to the room, and Song Jiazhu followed him closely.
Lin Zhi put the envelope in the drawer of the desk. When he opened the drawer, Song Jiazhu saw his key pendant.
The plush cat that was once covered in dust has been washed clean. Although it still cannot get rid of the stale smell, it can be seen that it has been placed there with care.
Song Jiazhu's eyes sparkled, and she felt that she was also being treated with care and cherished.
Lin Zhi turned on the air conditioner and asked Song Jiazhu to pour two glasses of water.
Song Jiazhu responded and went out immediately.
While he was pouring water, he saw Lin Zhi walking towards the bathroom, and soon the sound of water was heard in the bathroom.
Song Jiazhu returned to the room with the water, thinking about what to have for dinner with Lin Zhi.
As it was the first day of their official relationship, he felt that he should treat Lin Zhi to some delicious food, and he had already made a plan for this. Now that he was on vacation, he had plenty of time to go with Lin Zhi.
What should we do on a date tonight to make it romantic? It seems a bit boring to just watch movies all the time. I heard there will be a magic show at Xiyuan Square. I wonder if Lin Zhi will be interested.
Song Jiazhu was absorbed in his thoughts and was brought back to his senses by the sound of Lin Zhi opening the door. Then his expression became a little dazed.
The huge sensory stimulation made him temporarily lose the ability to speak, and he could only stare at Lin Zhi.
"I've already bought the skirt, it's your turn to pay."
Lin Zhi walked in and sat beside the bed.
His hair was half dried, the water vapor made his eyebrows and eyes misty, and water droplets flowed down his neck.
Lin Zhi bought the clothes online a few days ago and was just waiting to use them today.
It was inevitable that he took the initiative, otherwise, according to the thinking of an innocent boy, Song Jiazhu would probably plan to wait a long time before getting intimate with him.
Although he is young, he has a lot on his mind and is a bit serious.
Since Lin Zhi is in his future, he naturally has to do some things that should be done in the future before leaving.
Although Lin Zhi has a sexual fetish for virgins, he does not advocate real intimate behavior among high school students. This is also the reason why he has never crossed the line. Otherwise, if he wanted to, how could Song Jiazhu resist?
Song Jiazhu's Adam's apple twitched, and when she heard Lin Zhi's words, she subconsciously searched her pockets, intending to pay for the skirt for her boyfriend, even though it could not be called a skirt in the conventional sense.
It's probably an imitation of the top and skirt of female students' uniforms in the Republic of China, but in fact, apart from the shell, it is completely different from the original skirt.
The top is made of white transparent tulle, and the edges of the neckline and cuffs are blue. The lower body is also a matching blue long skirt, but the material is the same as the top, all tulle.
Even though the skirt is blue, it does not block the view at all.
The design of the collar is buttoned and stands up, and lush and elegant flowers are embroidered on the edge of the collarbone.
This is a vague yet straightforward desire, everything is clearly visible in the haze.
"How much will you transfer?"
Song Jiazhu's voice was hoarser than usual, and she couldn't help but look away slightly to look at the wrinkles on Lin Zhi's solid-colored bed sheets.
Under the blue gauze skirt, the boy's skin is fair and beautiful without having to peek.
"You should ask how you should pay, whether you are standing or sitting, lying down or on your side."
"Little mute, why don't you look at me? The skirt I put on specially for you doesn't look good?"
Lin Zhi looked at Song Jiazhu. His posture was lazy and natural, and he looked at the young man in panic.
Even though Song Jiazhu was able to speak, Lin Zhi still kept this name.
"nice."
Song Jiazhu's voice was unconsciously hoarse as he met Lin Zhi's eyes.
Those beautiful eyes that always seemed to speak of innocence, looked at him teasingly, viciously and seductively, like a gorgeous flower emitting a rich sweet fragrance disguised as harmlessness, enough to devour a person.
"Then pay for it."
Lin Zhi lifted her fingers slightly. The buttoned design was loose to begin with, and because the dress was made of tulle, it easily slid down the line of her shoulders and neck. Also, because of the limited width of the dress, only her fair and round shoulders were exposed, and it just stopped.
Lin Zhi stretched out his hand to Song Jiazhu. He knew that Song Jiazhu understood what currency he wanted.
Song Jiazhu held Lin Zhi's hand, even using too much force because he was a little out of control.
After Lin Zhi made an expression of pain, Song Jiazhu immediately let go of her hand, blew on her lips soothingly, and then kissed her.
From the palm to the wrist, his kiss fell on the small black mole in the center of Lin Zhi's wrist. It seemed that the mole particularly liked this mark and left a kiss mark on it.
The young man's passion is like the sun that never sets; even though dusk is far away outside the window and the sky is dotted with orange and red clouds, he is still like the rising dawn.
Lin Zhi was slightly surprised to find that things had once again exceeded his expectations.
Although he had taken a rough look at it before, he had never seen it face to face.
He thought that a teenager would not be as exaggerated as an adult, but he was obviously wrong.
Why is it all the same? Is the synchronization of personality fragments synchronized in this place?
Wouldn't this be a little unreasonable?
In order to maintain his character, Lin Zhi didn't even prepare enough things in advance.
At this moment he felt a little regretful. Anyway, he was playing the role of a pervert who could follow others, so he should be even more perverted and make himself comfortable first.
Song Jiazhu caught Lin Zhi's surprise and her trembling desire to escape, and held Lin Zhi's hand gently but firmly, even pressing down her gauze skirt.
Even the most innocent boy can't help but feel a little proud when facing this kind of attitude from his beloved.
"Little mute, you know I'm afraid of pain."
Song Jiazhu thought Lin Zhi was going to give up and wanted to obey his wishes, but then he heard Lin Zhi say, "So you have to be more patient, more patient than when solving very complicated physics problems."
At this point, the boy's so-called restraint easily collapsed.
The curtains in Lin Zhi's bedroom are also made of gauze, with double layers and covered with intricate patterns.
It can effectively block privacy, yet allow a little light to pass through.
In a corner that was not closed tightly, due to the direct airflow from the air conditioner, that corner swayed gently with the wind, and the light swayed with it.
Song Jiazhu is a person who can tolerate loneliness and solitude very well. His talent allows him to easily focus on doing one thing until he sees results.
Whether it was a problem that required him to look up materials and write several pages of draft paper before calculating, or complicated experimental steps, it would not make his mind confused, except today.
Even though Lin Zhi had adjusted the air conditioner in the room to the lowest temperature, there was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and he looked focused and forbearing.
His usually steady fingers holding the chemical instrument were wet, and even the tip of his tongue tasted slightly sweet and fishy.
He was not stingy in using any means to achieve his goal. Song Jiazhu shook his wrist slightly and looked at Lin Zhi's trembling back in the gauze.
Lin Zhi lay on the pillow and smelled the faint scent of laundry detergent on Song Jiazhu.
There was a rare strong possessiveness in the boy's eyes. He was a person who was alienated from the world, but at this moment he was more deeply integrated into it than anyone else.
Song Jiazhu is a persistent and somewhat stubborn person who likes to follow the established plans.
Therefore, after Lin Zhi explained once, he felt at ease to comfort Lin Zhi when she was relaxed.
"Zhizhi, I like you so much."
He said in a very soft voice, his dark eyes burning with fire.
When they first met, Song Jiazhu wondered why Lin Zhi, such a bad person, loved to cry so much. Even though the emotion was fake, the tears were real.
Later, Lin Zhi's tears made him feel distressed again, but he didn't expect that Lin Zhi's tears could give rise to another opposite emotion.
The gauze dress was cheap, but the boyfriend paid generously for it.
Lin Zhi looked at Song Jiazhu with somewhat dazed eyes. This time he said nothing. The little mute had become autistic on his own.
Because he had lost his voice for many years, Song Jiazhu liked to sulk. However, the more he endured, the more terrifying he would be when he exploded. The more innocent he was, the more persistence he would show.
Song Jiazhu has always been the top student since he was a child. Because of his disability, he is actually better than others. For him who strives for perfection in everything, this kind of thing is enough to make him pound his bed in anger in his dreams twenty years later.
Lin Zhi's voice was choked, broken and unclear.
"Song Jiazhu, if you keep being so succulent, you'll be drowned."
"No," Song Jiazhu said in a hoarse voice, "I took good care of her."
The traces of dusk had long since vanished, leaving only the deep darkness of the night sky.
The gauze skirt was wrinkled and piled aside, and Lin Zhi also received currency that far exceeded the value of the clothes, even to the point of overflowing.
The seven days of detention passed in a flash.
When Lin Zhi saw the missed calls from her parents on her phone, she quickly explained that she had slept all night.
"Little mute, are you born in the year of the dog?"
Lin Zhi let out a light sigh, and Song Jiazhu just looked at him with bright eyes, his face full of happiness and satisfaction.
Song Jiazhu used sign language and said: I belong to you.
Lin Zhi was silent for a moment: "So earthy."
Song Jiazhu also fell silent. If he wasn't too embarrassed to speak, he wouldn't have known how to use sign language.
Lin Zhi joked: "Now that you can speak, don't pretend to be dumb. If you have the ability, use your mouth to speak."
Song Jiazhu seemed a little embarrassed. Lin Zhi turned his back to him and was about to get out of bed to put on his shoes, when an arm was put around his waist. He was pulled back and bumped into Song Jiazhu's chest.
The boy's hoarse voice came to my ears, accompanied by a warm breath: "Lin Zhi, I belong to you."
In the light-blocked room, the promise of the summer boy is as eternal as the years.
Lin Zhi lowered his eyes, with a light flashing in his eyes.
On the last day of her stay, Lin Zhi went hiking with Song Jiazhu as planned.
When the countdown reached 01, he looked at Song Jiazhu beside him.
"Song Jiazhu, the end of the college entrance examination is not the end."
Song Jiazhu looked at Lin Zhi with some confusion. He knew, of course, that this was just the starting point of their future.
But soon his doubts disappeared. Lin Zhi came close to him in the crowd and gave him a kiss. His face immediately showed surprised sweetness and joy.
In the sound of his heartbeat, he heard Lin Zhi say goodbye: "See you at the next destination."
Life is a journey with no known end, but we are destined to meet again.
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