Chapter 36 Chapter 36 Ringing
Ji Hanxi heard the sound of fabric rubbing when the quilt was lifted, and then heard the sound of his footsteps as he stood up and walked away.
After a while, the sound of footsteps came closer and closer, and the tinkling sound of bells gradually became clearer.
"What are you doing with the bell?" she asked when she heard him come back.
"What do you think it is?" he replied.
The TV was turned off, and in the quiet room opposite, only the bell was still ringing.
He seemed to sway, and the sound became more rapid and crisp, and her heart couldn't help but tighten.
"I...I...I don't know..." Ji Hanxi could vaguely guess what was going to happen, but she couldn't say it because the idea was a bit obscene.
"I was worried you didn't hear clearly last time."
"I'll let you hear it more clearly this time."
The other party replied: The ringing sound suddenly became smaller and more chaotic and irregular.
Ji Hanxi noticed the sound of the rope being knotted. It was very subtle and could be easily overlooked if one was not careful.
She thought he was tying it somewhere, but where...
"Where did you tie the bell?"
After hesitating for a moment, she asked.
After she spoke, she realized that her voice was trembling and her heart was beating wildly, as if she anticipated that something unbearable was about to happen.
"Where should it be?"
Instead of answering directly, he asked her this question.
"On the wrist?" The only thing Ji Hanxi could think of was the wrist, because when the wrist was shaking, the bell would make a "ding-ling-ding" sound.
There was no answer from the other end, only a faint moan, as if something sensitive was touched.
After a long while, the other side replied:
"turn out to be"
"You think it should be on the wrist?"
“…”
His irrelevant reply left Ji Hanxi a little confused. What did he mean? Could it be that the bell wasn't tied to the wrist? But where else could it be tied to the wrist?
Could it be...
She guessed something, but she couldn't bring herself to ask. Especially when she heard the chaotic breathing from the other side, all the words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say anything.
"so"
"Can you hear me clearly?"
The bell seemed to be plucked, ding-ding-ding, crisp and pleasant.
"I can hear it... clearly." Ji Hanxi felt her breathing become more and more disordered. She huddled in the quilt, with only half of her head exposed, looking like she wanted to listen but was afraid to.
"Do you like it?" he asked her.
"Don't ask anymore..." Ji Hanxi's face flushed red, and his voice unconsciously lowered.
There was clearly no sound from the other end, but she inexplicably felt that he was smiling subtly.
The bell rang rhythmically, again and again. The phone was placed very close to the bell, so the sound was particularly clear and loud.
Ji Hanxi clutched the quilt tightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his palms.
Every time the bell rang, her heart would tremble. When the bell rang faster, her heartbeat also became faster, and when the bell rang slower, her heartbeat also became slower.
She felt that her heart was no longer under her control, but was controlled by him, controlled by the sound of his bells.
His breathing and panting were still very restrained, and only when he could no longer control himself would a hint of…
He probably felt that the suppressed sound gave her a bad experience, so he came up with this method to let her hear more clearly.
It was indeed clear. Ji Hanxi's ears were filled with the sound of bells, and his head was also filled with the sound of bells.
Ji Hanxi felt her face burning and her body sweating. She wanted to hang up the voice call. If she continued listening, she would be completely bewitched by the ringing sound and lose herself.
Her finger hovered over the hang-up button for a moment, but she finally clicked it.
As the call ended, the ringing sound disappeared, and she felt that she could finally breathe on her own.
Just now, even her breath was snatched away by the ringing of the bell, and she dared not even breathe. But now, she threw back the quilt and sat up, gasping for breath, reaching out to soothe her pounding heart.
Message from the other side:
"Don't you like it?"
"sorry"
"No bell next time."
The words he used were so pitiful, as if he was afraid that she would hate him because of this.
She replied: “I don’t dislike it.”
"Then why did you hang up?"
"that is……"
"You're taking a while."
The ringing sound was so addictive that she became more and more unbearable as it lasted, so she chose to hang up.
"You said last time that a long time is better."
"When did I say that?"
"So what do you mean?"
"You mean it's not good to take too long?"
Ji Hanxi found the other party very good at sophistry, very good at turning right into wrong. When did she ever say that a long time is good? Of course, she also didn't say that a long time is bad.
She breathed a sigh of relief, not wanting to discuss this with him in detail, and simply asked:
"What are you doing now?"
"Is it...over?"
"Guess what I'm doing now"
"Is it over yet?"
Ji Hanxi looked at the reply from the other party and snorted. She felt that he was always like this, always trying to tease her, so she didn't fall for it and decided not to reply to the other party's question.
"Okay."
“I’m not doing that.”
"After you hang up"
"I didn't do it again."
The other party waited for a while, but did not receive any news from her, so he took the initiative to reply.
"Why?"
"You haven't reached the end yet."
"Why not?"
"I heard that the boys only got half of it."
"Suddenly stop doing it"
"It's bad for your health."
"That's not good."
"If you want to die, then die."
"I wanted to tell you that."
"If you don't listen, then there's no point in doing it."
Ji Hanxi looked at these words and didn't know how to respond. The other party was too focused on her, which made her happy and annoyed at the same time.
She replied, "I don't want you to die."
"You care about me?" he asked.
"Um"
"I care about you"
"Oh well"
"I don't want to die now."
"Send me a voice message"
"I can continue."
"You won't be in bad health."
"What do you want me to post?"
"Just send what you typed before."
"I don't want you to die"
"I'm worried about you."
"Send these two sentences to me via voice."
"So this is what you wanted."
"What do you think I want?"
Ji Hanxi did not answer his question.
She had originally thought she was going to send some awkward voice message, but she didn't expect the other party to ask her to send this. It was unexpectedly pure, unexpectedly innocent...
As expected, he is the person she likes. He is really special.
Ji Hanxi cleared his throat, practiced several times using the file assistant, and then sent the two sentences in the most pleasant voice he had ever heard.
After sending it, half an hour later, the other party replied:
"You have a beautiful voice."
Ji Hanxi was secretly happy, thinking that she had picked it up particularly well this time, sweet but not greasy, delicate but not weak.
The other side sent another message:
"It always sounds good."
"But I heard you care about me"
"I just feel..."
"It sounds exceptionally good."
The pride that had just welled up in Ji Hanxi's heart subsided a little. It turned out that the other party liked the content of the words, not the tone she deliberately added.
She asked him, "Are you ready?"
"Um"
"Getting ready to take a shower"
"I'm going to take a shower too."
She was sweating and had to take a shower. In the southern winter, it was rare for someone to take two showers a day like her.
When Ji Hanxi finished washing and lay down on the bed, he saw a message pop up on his phone.
He asked, "Do you want to see the bell?"
When Ji Hanxi saw him pick up the bell, the sound of the bell ringing came to his mind, and the previous feeling of tension and heat also came with it.
"Send it to me," she typed.
"Photo jpg."
The other side sent it quickly.
Ji Hanxi looked at a delicate little bell placed on the quilt. Its hollowed-out surface was both beautiful and rare. A red string, made of five twisted strands, stretched from the bell's connection. The string was long and thin, and lay in a slightly messy pile next to the bell.
She remembered that he had tied the bell with this red rope, but where did he tie it?
"Where did you hang the bell before?"
She brought up the old matter again and asked.
There was silence for a moment, and then a reply came:
"Wherever you feel is where it is."
"I can't say."
"Why can't you tell me yet?"
"Forget it."
"I'm a little sleepy now."
"We'll talk about it next time."
"good evening"
"good evening"
Only after seeing the other party reply to her good night did Ji Hanxi fall asleep with a smile on her face, holding her phone.
Tonight's dream has no familiar scenes, only familiar ringtones.
She opened her eyes. Towering trees reached the sky. Birds and butterflies fluttered and danced. Bunnies and deer drank from the lake. This was no ordinary forest, but a forest straight out of a fairy tale.
There was a familiar ringing sound. Ding-ling, ding-ling, one after another, so clear and sweet.
Ji Hanxi turned her head and saw an extremely beautiful elf with long hair. She felt that he was very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him.
The elf walked slowly towards her, its snow-white skirt brushing the grass, where all kinds of flowers instantly grew.
As he approached, the sound of the bell became clearer. Ji Hanxi then noticed that there was a red rope tied around his snow-white wrist, and an exquisite bell was hanging on the red rope.
The bell was indeed hanging on her wrist, and this thought inexplicably popped up in her mind.
The elf approached her and held her in his arms. Facing the strange elf, Ji Hanxi did not put up much resistance, but felt that his embrace was unusually soft and full of divinity.
When he took her to sit down, she felt weak all over and let him hold her in his arms.
He reached out, took off the bell, placed it in her palm, and said, "Help me hang it up."
Ji Hanxi stared at him in amazement. What did this mean? Shouldn't bells be hung on wrists? Where did he ask her to hang them? How should she do it?
Perhaps seeing her bewildered expression, the elf chuckled softly, gently lifted the hem of her dress, and guided her hand downwards...
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