Chapter 46 Who are you with? After school at noon, everyone in the classroom...
After school at noon, everyone in the classroom dispersed and went to the cafeteria to grab food. Lin Xicai and Xie Shi were the type who would rather eat leftovers than be squeezed by others. The two of them sat in their seats for more than ten minutes before going downstairs.
It's not like the two of them hadn't eaten together before. One of them was the former top student in the grade whose grades plummeted overnight, while the other was a notorious evildoer on campus. It was inevitable that people would look at them twice when they walked together, but at that time, everyone looked at them from a distance and with fear. Even if they stared at them, it was done secretly, not openly or blatantly.
But this time, the situation is obviously different.
Xie Shi walked beside her with his top-notch beauty completely exposed, just like a large spotlight shining in the dark night, attracting attention all the way and having a very high rate of turning heads.
Some recognized him, while others didn't. They looked curiously at this new and handsome guy they had never seen before. The walk from the classroom to the cafeteria, a short distance of only a few hundred meters, seemed to take an exceptionally long time for both of them.
Lin Xicai watched those gazes and thought to herself: No wonder the scary things in horror movies are so ugly, because people will be crazy about beautiful ghosts.
After finally reaching the cafeteria, Lin Xicai looked out at the dazzling array of windows, large and small, and casually asked, "What do you want to eat?"
After waiting for a few seconds without receiving a response, Lin Xicai looked over and heard Xie Shi say coldly, "Wontons, shrimp wontons."
Lin Xicai was stunned, choked by her saliva, and coughed violently several times.
Xie Shi's expression was indifferent at that time, so calm that it seemed as if the sinister look just now was just her illusion.
"What's wrong?" he asked, looking very caring.
Lin Xicai felt strange, "Nothing..."
Is it... coincidence?
Why wontons, and shrimp wontons?
Xie Shi looked over and said calmly: "Is there any problem?"
Lin Xicai shook her head and smiled faintly, "Let's go to the second floor."
The two of them went upstairs, bought two bowls of wontons, and chose a seat by the window.
The cafeteria was not the busiest at that time, but the flow of people was still quite large. The two of them sat facing each other, each one more eye-catching than the other, and anyone who passed by couldn't help but take a look.
I don’t know if the wontons in this restaurant were not tasty or if both of them had small appetites, but they ate in silence, and by the time they put down their spoons, the two bowls of wontons were only scratched.
Lin Xicai felt a little uneasy. She keenly noticed some changes in Xie Shi.
He still looked as calm as ever, and his every move still carried a sense of dejected indifference, but the atmosphere between the two of them became a little off.
Like fresh fruit that has gone bad in a dark corner, it is strange, sticky, and has an unpleasant sour smell.
His gaze was distant, but his soul was approaching her forcefully, calmly, yet aggressively.
The sunlight from outside the window poured in, onto his face and body, even his fluffy hair was outlined with a few glittering golden lines, but it could not shine into his eyes.
Stunned, Xie Shi looked over. In the noisy cafeteria, the two of them stared at each other inexplicably.
Xie Shi stared at her for a long moment, then parted his thin lips and spoke softly, "Didn't you raise a mad dog a few months ago?" he said, "Let it go."
Lin Xicai's eyes widened in an instant, and her pupils trembled slightly.
What is he saying.
She heard something.
She knew exactly what this "it" was, and she was sure that this was what Xie Shi was talking about.
Thinking of the medicine that suddenly appeared in her drawer, and the beautiful dagger that still lay there, Lin Xicai's body suddenly stiffened, because she realized belatedly that perhaps he had always known. He had known since she first chose to protect herself in that way.
But how did he know?
Or rather, what else does he know?
The man's gaze seemed to have substance, trapping her in his field of vision like a chain, waiting calmly yet forcefully for an answer.
But Lin Xicai didn't intend to accept the challenge - especially, before she understood the situation, she didn't want this person to disrupt her plans.
Lin Xicai took a second to collect herself, then she smiled faintly, "You're mistaken, I don't have a dog."
Xie Shi stared at her with a complicated expression, then smiled a little too late, making people's scalps tingle. "Is that so?"
He didn't say anything else, but that uneasy feeling began to ferment.
Starting from my chest, my whole heart felt a little uncomfortable.
Lin Xicai was almost certain that he knew her secret.
But even now, even though she had realized that he knew her secret, Lin Xicai still firmly believed deep down that he had no ill intentions.
Her uneasiness came from the fact that the balance was broken - the appearance of Xie Shi added another element of uncertainty to the whole matter.
This person is mysterious and unpredictable, and his way of doing things is different from that of ordinary people. She has no idea what he wants to do or what he will do. This is the most terrifying thing.
Fortunately, she was worried about him before he came, but he gave her a big scare as soon as he came. You can do it, you really can do it.
After dinner in the evening, she went to the space to deliver the lunch box as usual. Lin Xicai was thinking about the day's events and was a little absent-minded. After handing over the lunch box and turning to leave, Li Ci suddenly stood up and called her softly.
Lin Xicai looked over and saw Li Ci took a notebook from the sofa and handed it to her, "This..."
Lin Xicai didn't understand what was going on, so she reached out to take it. She lowered her head and opened it, staring at the dense handwriting on it, and was stunned - only then did she recognize that this notebook was the one she had thrown to him last time, asking him to write down all the bad things he had done.
It was just a spur of the moment thing, and she was about to forget about it, but she didn't expect him to actually write it. He actually wrote it and handed it to her on his own initiative. Lin Xicai was a little at a loss for words.
Under Li Ci's steady gaze, Lin Xicai sat down on the sofa with the notebook.
Li Ci watched her sit down, and a hint of relief flashed in his numb eyes, as if she was relieved that he had kept her in this way.
Lin Xicai placed the notebook on her knees and started from the first page, flipping through it one by one.
She lowered her head, her pretty face calm and indifferent, but her tone was light, "Did I lie when I wrote it?"
Li Ci was standing on the carpet not far away and suddenly shook his head when he heard this.
"I...I won't lie to you," he said.
Lin Xicai didn't know whether it was possible or not, but she easily found Zeng Jinghuan's name in the notebook. Lin Xicai looked back, and her expression changed again and again with the dense and beautiful handwriting.
Li Ci's eyes were always on her face, greedily and fearfully savoring every subtle expression on her face. The dry and withered heart in his chest was beating violently, the more fear he had, the more excited he was, and the more excited he was, the more fear he had.
Two opposing emotions collided and tangled in the small space of my chest, like a soft knife slicing through a soul that had been numb to the point of losing all five senses. It hurt, but I could feel that I was still alive.
He was dying and needed to know he was alive, and she was his only proof.
He stared at her with a mixture of uneasiness and eager anticipation.
Lin Xicai lowered her head, but at a certain moment she suddenly looked up.
She seemed to sigh, and said in a flat tone, "I really do know you well enough."
She read Zeng Jinghuan's part, and the two things she had guessed at the beginning were confirmed here. He really did not give her the chance to wrongly accuse him.
"You push people into the quagmire first, and then kindly pull them out," Lin Xicai smiled, "Your methods are always so crude and crude."
But she stopped laughing immediately.
Because he used this kind of flawed and unoriginal design to destroy one person after another, or rather, one family after another.
Until today, there are still people out there who are running around for him with a sincere heart. Lin Xicai is a little confused and can't tell whether they really can't see it or just don't want to admit it.
He had used that notebook for most of the time, and all the neat handwriting on it was covered with bad marks.
Lin Xicai sat there, turning the pages one by one, then she closed her eyes and looked at the person standing on the carpet.
"Li Ci," she called his name, "you are dirtier than I thought."
Li Ci's face lost all color in an instant, and under the incandescent light, his skin looked as pale as a ghost.
Li Ci stared at her, his lips moved, but his voice was choked in his throat, and his words were cut off, "I..."
He was a little anxious, but he seemed to have suddenly lost his voice, forgetting how to use his vocal cords to make a sound. He stared at her and she stared at him, his eyes dry and red, his Adam's apple rolling up and down several times, a fine layer of sweat on his forehead, and finally he uttered a few words with difficulty and reluctance, "...I'm sorry...I'm sorry."
"Don't say sorry to me. I'm not the one you're sorry for. You should be thankful that I'm not the one you're sorry for. If you had done any of these things to me, you wouldn't have the chance to stand here and talk to me right now."
Lin Xicai held the notebook and pointed at a page with her slender finger. "Starting from this incident, write me a self-criticism. Write one for each incident, and each article should be no less than 5,000 words."
After saying that, he placed the notebook on the coffee table.
Li Ci had no room for refusal. In fact, he had forgotten the word "reject". He paused for a moment and picked up the thick notebook under Lin Xicai's cold and calm gaze.
Lin Xicai ignored him. Various things piled up together made her suddenly feel a little tired. There was a remote control at hand. Lin Xicai leaned on the sofa and operated it a few times. The projector started working. She imported a movie from her mobile phone and clicked play.
Lin Xicai sat on the sofa watching a movie. Li Ci looked at her for a long time, a little surprised that she didn't leave immediately.
She hated him so much, and he had just made her angry, but she didn't leave immediately.
She looked unhappy, and Li Ci frowned, as if his emotions were connected to hers by a thread, and he was being led by her uncontrollably.
He had no choice, his emotions no longer belonged to him.
She trapped not only his body, but also his soul and all his emotions. His body was a walking corpse, his soul was a puppet, and his emotions were stagnant.
She was his last and strongest desire. He couldn't live without her. As long as she was willing to be by his side and appear in his sight, she would do anything for him.
Li Ci stared at her, and seeing that she didn't seem to be looking at him, he mustered up his courage and tentatively sat down on the carpet carefully.
She didn't even look at him until he sat down on the carpet not far from her. Her beautiful and cunning eyes seemed to be covered with a veil. She stared at the white curtain above her in a daze, as if immersed in her own world.
Li Ci sat there, his dry heart quenched by the momentary closeness. Like a satisfied drug addict, he was dizzy with happiness.
For a moment, this humble feeling made him want to kill himself. But soon, this thought was overwhelmed by the huge sinking and satisfaction, making him want only... only to stay with her like this forever.
Li Ci's gaze withdrew from the movie, and fell lightly on Lin Xicai's face for a moment, then immediately looked away, feeling panic, fear, and inexplicably happy.
The living room was very quiet and dimly lit, with only the white screen in front slowly showing an art film. Putting everything else aside, this scene was strangely warm and harmonious.
However, the next moment, a shrill cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.
Like an inopportune sharp blade, it completely cuts through the illusion of peace and warmth.
Lin Xicai was startled by the sudden ringing of the cell phone. Her scattered thoughts slowly gathered and she subconsciously took out the cell phone from her pocket.
The phone was connected and a wet voice came over.
It was soaked with water and exuded a chill.
"Where are you?"
Lin Xicai recognized Xie Shi's voice and looked at the time, a little surprised: "Where else can he be at this hour? He must be at home."
Xie Shi's voice sounded a little strange, and his breathing was inexplicably heavy. The sound of his breathing even reached her ears through the receiver, as if he appeared wetly, his face very close to her, and his hot breath hit her ears.
"With whom?" he asked again.
His tone was very strange, and the question was also very strange. Lin Xicai frowned and looked at the screen again, not understanding why he suddenly called to ask such a question.
"I'm at home, of course I'm with..."
Lin Xicai subconsciously wanted to say "with my mom", but when the words came to her lips, she remembered what happened to Xie Shi's mom, and she stopped abruptly and swallowed the words "with my mom" and changed the subject to "with... my family."
family.
family.
As soon as the words fell, the air suddenly became eerily quiet.
Deathly silence.
The person inside the phone and the person outside, all breathe at the same level.
Li Ci stared at her, with a strange color burning in his eyes.
It was like there was a dark fire that almost burned her to death.
At the same time, a chill seemed to come up along the phone, passing through her fingertips to her chest, so cold that her heart skipped a beat.
"Family? Family..." Xie Shi's voice sounded again. On the other end of the phone, he seemed to suddenly smile lightly, "Okay, okay..."
It makes my scalp tingle just by listening to the phone.
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