Chapter 80 Willing Protection...
Xu Ji grew up following Song Liwei and spent more time with his uncle than with his parents.
In the past, Song Jing and Xu Jiang were busy with work, so Song Liwei took care of Xu Ji most of the time when he was in junior high school. At that time, he had just retired and was not only busy preparing for his own career, but also had to devote some time to taking care of this young master.
On the day Xu Ji's college entrance examination results came out, there were only the two of them at home. Song Liwei called his sister and brother-in-law who were far away to discuss the graduation banquet, and then he told the good news to relatives and friends.
Who knew that after being busy for most of the day, when he returned to his room and saw—
The top scholar himself lay on the bed, half dead, not moving at all.
Song Liwei had lived for over thirty years and had never seen anyone become so decadent after becoming the top scorer in the city exam.
Are you too low-key?
…
Xu Ji never leaves the house all day long, and no one knows what he is thinking about.
With this character, people who don’t know him would think he failed the exam.
Almost a week passed like this, and Song Liwei finally couldn't stand it anymore and decided to sit down and talk to his nephew.
It was called a heart-to-heart talk, but in fact it was just him talking to himself.
"Master, what have you been doing these days?"
"Is it because your parents didn't take you with them on this trip and ignored your emotional needs, so you've lost your appetite and are trying to get their attention this way? That shouldn't be the case. Logically, you should have been used to it. In all these years, when have they ever taken you out for some time alone? Wasn't it always me who stayed home with you?"
“…”
"Hey, hey, hey!" Song Liwei waited a long time for a response, and couldn't help but pat the person lying on the bed pretending to be dead. "I said, can you please stop being like this? Can you pay attention to me for a moment? Tsk, why are you still acting like a little girl, ignoring me at every turn, as if you've been heartbroken."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Ji suddenly turned over and faced away from him.
???
Song Liwei's hand froze in mid-air. After a long while, it slowly fell on his shoulder. He leaned over to his nephew's ear and asked cautiously, half gossiping and half testing, "So, are you really heartbroken?"
Xu Ji slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand, and without saying a word, pulled the quilt behind him and covered his head with it.
Make it clear that "Ignore me, I refuse to communicate with you."
The young master looks so hopeless, is this still him?
Song Liwei frowned, feeling that things seemed to be beyond his ability to handle.
As a straight athlete, he has always been a cold-blooded Iron Man who "only sweats but never cries". He is really unable to accept his nephew's sudden "tantrum" and spoiled behavior.
Coaxing people? He's not good at it!
Besides, it's really hard for an uncle who has been single for over 30 years to comfort his 18-year-old nephew who just broke up with his lover...
Song Liwei glanced at the "spoiled" young master on the bed and softened for once.
"It's just a breakup, no big deal. Life... well, at your age, you still have a long time to live. You should look forward."
Song Liwei offered him a dry word of comfort, a bit at a loss for words. He began to forcefully pep talk, using the world champion's motto to encourage him, "Young man, be open-minded. Have the courage and spirit to work hard. Stick to your dreams, and one day you'll be rewarded."
“…”
After his uncle left, Xu Jimeng secretly shed tears under the quilt.
The eighteen-year-old boy seemed to have obtained the greatest honor of his age, but his mind and body were separated.
While his body was suspended high, his heart was hanging on the other end of the seesaw. Gravity lifted him up, and then he fell down little by little.
He is on this side, and regret is on that side.
Because he has not been able to get the emotion that makes his heart beat, he is not even qualified to say the word "loss".
Xu Ji didn't know which was more regrettable: "never having it" or "losing it".
But he has enough confidence and perseverance to control and protect everything in his relationship, so that what he "gains" will not end up being "losing".
From the beginning to the end, all he wanted was an opportunity.
An opportunity to pursue Tao Siyun.
But he didn't even have this opportunity.
…
In the two days before the college entrance examination, he took the bus from school to Tao Siyun's home, and then from her home to school, back and forth.
There are not many passengers on bus No. 91.
In the evening, the light of the setting sun shines into the carriage.
The broken shadows in the corners swayed due to the shaking of the car, and then connected into a whole piece. When the car stopped, they turned into pieces of irregularly shaped dark gray blocks.
Xu Ji looked away and out the window, suddenly thinking of a romantic idiom.
Face each other day and night.
But he was the only one in the car.
For two consecutive days, he watched the sunrise in the morning and the sunset in the evening alone.
Ever since Tao Siyun was blocked by some thugs on the road, Xu Ji would quietly follow her after school every day and take her home.
During that period, the school had make-up classes and evening self-study sessions ended at around eight or nine o'clock, so it was dark early, which provided Xu Ji with the best cover.
He rode his bicycle blatantly behind Route 91 without worrying about being seen by Tao Siyun.
During the half-hour journey, Xu Ji carefully kept a safe but not excessive distance from her.
Every time he saw Tao Siyun get off the bike and walk into the community, he would turn around and ride slowly home.
Tao Siyun didn't know and had never discovered it.
On the first day of his senior year, after school in the afternoon, he subconsciously followed the bus on his bike and only realized it halfway through.
The habit has long been formed, and the behavioral consciousness has formed a unique memory.
Xu Ji suddenly remembered the afternoon after the final exam last year.
After coming out of the examination room, he saw Tao Siyun coming out of the examination room next door, and he followed her onto the bus as if possessed.
He had already found an excuse on the spot, thinking that if Tao Siyun asked him where he was going, he would say he was going to the mall near her house to buy something.
As a result, Tao Siyun didn't notice him at all.
She looked very tired and started dozing off as soon as she got in the car.
It was past three in the afternoon and there were not many people in the car.
Xu Ji sat in the last row by the window, staring at the girl with the dangling ponytail in front of him the whole way.
When they were about to arrive at the station, she finally woke up, but not completely, and her consciousness was still confused.
She didn't notice his presence at all, opened the back door, and got out directly.
Xu Ji, such a big living person, was completely ignored in front of her.
After Tao Siyun entered the community, he went to the supermarket across the street to buy a bottle of water. After staying there for a while, he called Jiang Zhen and asked him to get his car back from the school.
"Where are you now? Didn't we agree to go together? Where are you?"
Xu Ji unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and took a sip, "I'm going home first."
Jiang Zhen kicked his locked mountain bike and exchanged a glance with Cao Wenzheng, both of them speechless. "How can I get it back if you didn't even give me the key?"
Xu Ji paused, touched his trouser pocket, and sure enough.
He was just about to say forget it, I'll go back to school now, but he didn't expect to see Tao Siyun coming out again with his schoolbag.
Cao Wen Zheng was too lazy to wait for him to come over, so he discussed with Jiang Zhen to carry his bicycle back together.
Xu Ji hung up the phone, saw her walking towards the subway station, and followed her.
Tao Siyun said she didn't bring her key and couldn't go home, so she had to go to the university town.
He said he wanted to go too.
Two hours is a long time, but it feels so short when you're with her.
Xu Ji wanted to ask her if she wanted to stay in Huxi to go to college, but after thinking about it, he asked, "Do you want to go to college in Huxi in the future, or go back to Beijing?"
In fact, he could also go to Jingfu.
…
In the second semester of his senior year, Tao Siyun was busy with training to prepare for the joint entrance examination and school entrance examination in the winter.
It was not until the beginning of the entire summer vacation that Tao Siyun returned to school to complete the formalities, and Xu Ji finally saw her.
Since Tao Siyun didn't have a new school uniform, he let her wear his own uniform to school.
Liking someone is a subtle process that often happens without you realizing it.
From the moment Tao Siyun had to put on his clothes and sit on the stage to play the violin because of his dirty performance clothes, Xu Ji had already detected the moment when his heart beat.
He didn't know whether Tao Siyun had a similar heroic plot, but at that moment he suddenly felt a desire to protect.
It seems to be a male instinct, innate.
Especially after seeing how the black shirt protected the white gauze skirt, Xu Ji seemed to be given a mission of special significance.
He changed from being a "passive protector" to a willing protector.
No one knows this secret.
That's why his protective instinct was automatically triggered when others imagined that he had bad intentions towards her.
After school that afternoon, he and Jiang Zhen went to the bookstore together. The bus stopped at No. 8 Middle School and three or four boys got on.
They gathered together and whispered for a while, then their voices grew louder and they began to discuss something excitedly.
The man in the gray coat urged his companion who was holding a mobile phone: "Send it to the group, send it to the group."
"Just take a look at it, be careful not to spread it around. There are internet police now. I didn't even save it, I just took a screenshot."
"What's there to be afraid of? Just post it. As long as it's not downloaded and doesn't spread widely, it won't have any impact. It's fine."
"Send it to your sister, take a look if you want, otherwise get lost."
"Okay, okay, let's just look at it this way, okay."
Several people looked at the photos on their phones and started discussing it.
"I have a buddy who is a student at No. 1 Middle School. I went to see him before, and he took me on the bus just to catch a glimpse of his goddess. I heard that there are many people in No. 1 Middle School who are chasing her. What do you think? She is pretty, right? And she plays the cello."
A vulgar comment came from the blue-shirted boy's mouth, "I can tell she's never been in a relationship. She's prettier than that one, but a little skinny. Her development is okay, isn't it?"
"You can fucking tell she's in school uniform."
"The school uniform is quite transparent. I can even see the color of her underwear. Turn the page again. There are a few more photos at the back."
"It's too blurry to see clearly."
"Tsk, Yan Zhiru is so fucking ruthless, doing this to a girl."
"It seems like she's taking revenge on her stepmother and illegitimate daughter. We'll find out when we get there and ask her."
"Oh, Miss Yan is the real-life Cinderella after all. No wonder she lives on campus. She's so arrogant and domineering, but I didn't expect her to be so submissive at home. You can't tell at all."
"You know shit. This is called a trick. When necessary, she shows weakness in front of her father and plays the victim. She has everything she wants. Sister Yan is much more powerful than Cinderella. With her personality, it would be strange if she didn't beat people to death behind their backs. Do you really think she is a punching bag?"
…
Xu Ji listened all the way with a serious face, and got off the bus behind them when they arrived at the station.
"Eh? They haven't arrived yet!" Jiang Zhen chased after him, "They may not be talking about Tao Siyun, don't, damn it! No, what on earth are you going to do? Wait a minute! If you have something to say, talk it over nicely, don't use violence!"
***
The cruelty of the exam-oriented education has caused a group of teenagers to be divided since high school.
Those with good grades go to key high schools, those with average grades go to regular high schools, and the rest go to vocational high schools.
Probably every parent has said this to their children: If you don’t study hard, you will have to go to vocational high school in the future.
The "class sense" brought about by social recognition is a gap and a contradiction.
It is the chain of contempt that exists between schools.
So when Xu Ji appeared in the No. 1 Middle School uniform, everyone else felt quite complicated.
No, buddy, are you polite?
Open your eyes and look, is there anyone among us, a group of poor students, who looks like he or she can know someone like you?
Why are you showing off in broad daylight in your tattered death row uniform?
Xu Ji walked over and said to the boy who had sent the photo in the car, "Give me your phone."
This tone, this aura...
If you don’t know, you might think it’s a challenge to a fight.
The boy felt a little scared when he was stared at by him, and without thinking, he actually took it out obediently.
Xu Ji opened the photo album and his face looked very unhappy.
His brows were furrowed tightly. "Where did these photos come from?"
The boy swallowed his saliva, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little nervous. "Yan, Yan Zhiru took a screenshot from the video and posted it on QQ space..."
Xu Ji's voice was cold as he continued to ask, "Who is Yan Zhiru?"
"Not yet..."
After deleting the photos, Xu Ji returned the phone to the boy, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Ask her when she'll arrive."
Jiang Zhen looked at his back, his heart pounding.
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