Chapter 119: Proud White Moonlight 12 Flammable and Explosive
The plaster on Ali's wrist was finally removed a week before the exam. The doctor said that he had recovered well and there would be no problem with his future activities.
The final exam was approaching, and Ali took advantage of the time to practice his wrist little by little. Fortunately, it did not have much impact on the exam.
After finishing the last exam, she and her classmates were discussing the test questions when they came back from the exam room and accidentally saw a few boys with bruised faces and noses.
Ali recognized that those were her classmates, and they were also the ones who bumped into her during evening study that day.
"What happened to them?" Ali asked the girl next to him.
The girl squinted her eyes and looked at him. "I heard he accidentally fell down the stairs. He looks pretty badly hurt."
Ali nodded, touched his wrist which had just healed, and suddenly thought of Jiang Ye.
The last time she saw him was the day she went to the hospital to remove the plaster. After that day, he kept taking leave and didn't take the exams. Ali never saw him again.
"Let's go back to class. I heard the teacher wants to hold a class meeting before letting us go."
The girl's reminder interrupted Ali's thoughts. She responded and the two walked towards the classroom together.
The first half of the first year of high school ended in the cold and dry winter. Ali was on winter vacation and helped his grandmother clean up at home every day to prepare for New Year's Eve.
Five days before New Year's Eve, Ali's parents sent a message back saying that they had a mission to complete and could not go home for the New Year this year.
Upon hearing the news, Ali, who was originally excited, felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured over her head, and she shivered all over.
But in order not to make her grandmother sad at her old age, she could only force a smile, laughing and making noises to accompany her grandmother to spend a lively "reunion night".
Seeing that his grandmother's wrinkled face showed some fatigue, Ali coaxed his grandmother who refused to accept her old age to wash up and rest, then he returned to the empty living room, turned off the noisy TV, and closed all the windows to block out the lively fireworks outside the window.
The house became quiet again.
Ali slowly sat down on the sofa and saw that the hands of the wall clock had just pointed to ten.
There were two photo frames on the coffee table next to her. One was a photo of her and her grandmother wearing new clothes a few years ago, and the other was a photo of her parents several years ago, both of them wearing police uniforms.
At that time, she could still go to her parents' workplace and do her homework while waiting for them to get off work. When she finished her homework and her parents still hadn't gotten off work, she took out her mobile phone and took a secret photo.
This also became the latest photo of her parents staying with her.
Ali's parents are both criminal police officers on the front line. They disappear at any time and it is normal for them to be separated from their family.
At first, Ali would pester her grandmother to call them, and her grandmother would point to the plot on TV and tell her that her parents were fighting against the bad guys, and if the phone rang suddenly, they would be in danger.
Ali no longer dared to "act unreasonably". When he missed them, he could only suppress his emotions in his heart in a self-mutilating manner, appearing calm and sensible to reassure his relatives.
She stroked her parents' faces in the photo frame, her eyes moist.
I wonder where my parents are tonight?
Did you have a hot meal?
Do you miss her and grandma?
Ali huddled in the corner of the sofa with her head down, holding the photo frame of her parents in her arms, as if this could draw a bit of warmth to warm her cold hands and feet.
She missed them and was worried about them, especially on this day when the whole family was reunited.
Grandma said that for people like my parents, no news is the best news, but Ali is more afraid of losing them suddenly in such a silent and slow way.
Ali curled up, and could faintly hear the sound of firecrackers and laughter from children downstairs. In the deserted living room, there was only a dim light casting a shadow on her thin body.
On the first day of the New Year, Ali did not sleep in. After washing up, he saw that his grandmother was still asleep, so he tidied up and prepared breakfast.
While I was listening to the radio and memorizing words, my grandmother got up. After they had breakfast together, Ali changed into a light sportswear and prepared to go out for a morning run.
Her physical condition is not very good, and she knows this, so she always does some exercises like running during her holidays, and today is no exception.
When I opened the door, the hustle and bustle of New Year's Eve seemed to still linger in my ears, but now I was surrounded by tranquility.
The air in the winter morning was very fresh and cold. Ali did some simple exercises, stepped on the fallen petals on the ground, and headed towards the path he usually ran.
There were not many people along the way. Ali adjusted his breathing rhythm and his heart rate slowly rose.
Turning the corner, an unexpected figure came into view.
"...Eno?"
Ali's running route passed through a park. Before entering the park, she inadvertently turned her head and saw Jiang Ye, who was still in pajamas and looked a little disheveled.
Jiang Ye also saw her and his first reaction was to run.
Ali chased after him in confusion, but Jiang Ye couldn't run fast in his slippers and was soon caught up by her.
"Why are you running? Why are you dressed like this so early in the morning?" Ali was panting a little and opened his arms to block his way.
Jiang Ye rubbed his hair, which looked like a chicken coop, and his face looked extremely irritated: "None of your business!"
But Ali had eaten and rested enough, and was particularly energetic at the moment. If Jiang Ye went left, she would go left, and if Jiang Ye went right, she would go right too, and she would not move out of the way no matter what.
Jiang Ye completely gave up the idea of escaping and sat down on a bench in the park under Ali's watch.
She put her hands on her hips, and her cheeks, which had become rounder during the holiday, were puffed up. She looked unusually strong, which made Jiang Ye, who had not slept much the night before, look even more haggard.
"What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Ye put one hand on the back of the chair, and deliberately stretched out his long legs to block the two of them, without looking at her: "Nothing, why are you so nosy? I'm not even in school, and you still care about me!"
Ali completely ignored his anxious and aggressive tone and said calmly, "Tell me the reason why you ran away from home. I know what you are doing and I will leave it alone. It's up to you."
"Who ran away from home?!" Jiang Ye almost jumped up from his chair as if his tail was stepped on.
Ali gave him a light look: "Isn't it?"
At this time, dressed like this, if he didn't have an argument with his family and ran away from home last night, then there must be something fishy going on.
Jiang Ye was stunned for a long while, feeling that he had nowhere to hide under Ali's calm gaze. His shoulders slumped, and he poured out all the recent events in a self-destructive manner.
After New Year's Day, Jiang Ye's loving parents suddenly started to divorce.
At first Jiang Ye didn't know it, he just found that his mother had been spending more time at home recently and had been spending more time with him.
Jiang Ye said that he was very annoyed, but in fact he was so happy that he seemed to be floating even when he walked.
Until his mother asked him, if one day, mom and dad are no longer together, who will you follow?
Jiang Ye felt like he was struck by lightning.
He originally thought that his parents were just having a routine quarrel and would reconcile soon, but this time the situation was completely different. Jiang's father had moved out of the home of three people, and Jiang's mother looked dazed and in tears every day.
Young Master Jiang, who has always been heartless and fearless, was afraid for the first time of something he was afraid of and dared not face.
He was trapped in such a depressing atmosphere every day. He tried everything and didn't know what else he could do to save this crumbling home.
When his mother asked that question again, Jiang Ye's heart, which had been tense for more than ten days, finally showed a crack.
In the past, when his parents' love was at its peak, they wanted to stick together all the time. Even their own son became a burden to their world of two, and they often left him alone at home to be taken care of by a nanny.
But when this feeling was gone, he once again became a burden, and was kicked back and forth like a ball between the two people who were cursing each other.
If you love someone, you want him to live; if you hate someone, you want him to die.
Jiang Ye felt that his home was like an active volcano, unpredictable and no one knew when it would suddenly erupt.
Late last night, Jiang's father came home after a long absence, but before they could say a few words, his parents started arguing again, and the tableware and decorations were smashed all over the floor. Jiang Ye couldn't bear it anymore, so he opened the door and ran out.
He didn't look at the direction and ran all the way. When he was tired, he sat on the side of the road to rest, and then continued walking and stopping. The cold wind outside was blowing in his face, but it was not as cold as his heart.
He had nothing with him except his cell phone. Unable to bear the cold any more, he just found a hotel to stay in, but he did not sleep all night.
The next day, with a pale face, he drifted along the way, and he didn't know when he arrived near Ali's home.
Ali listened to his words quietly without saying anything.
"Tell me, what am I in their eyes? Do they have even a little bit of...love for me?" Jiang Ye became excited as he spoke, looking at Ali eagerly, hoping that she could give a definite answer.
Ali's sportswear wasn't thick, and now that she stopped, her body felt cold. She rubbed her palms together and said, "Actually, I'm quite envious of you."
This sentence ignited the flammable and explosive Jiang Ye again. He stood up, his face full of disbelief: "You actually envy me?"
Ali nodded slightly.
Jiang Ye felt more and more confused, but seeing her sincere eyes, he felt that she was not teasing him.
Just as he was about to ask, Ali stamped his feet, unable to bear the cold any longer: "Let's go, let's not talk about this here."
"Where are we going?" Jiang Ye asked tremblingly.
Ali covered his red ears and spoke a little slurredly: "Just follow me."
Jiang Ye took a look at his current appearance and refused to leave awkwardly: "Do you want to take me to your house? I don't want to -"
Ah Li turned around and asked curiously, "Who wants to take you back to my house? Grandma is still at home. Don't scare her with your dignity."
Jiang Ye followed unconvincedly: "What's wrong with me like this? I'm still very handsome! And I think grandma wants to see me!"
Ever since Ali injured her wrist, Jiang Ye has been running around by her side, helping her a lot. Ali's grandmother has also become familiar with Jiang Ye, this enthusiastic young man, and has tried to invite him to her home for dinner several times, but Ali dragged him away forcibly.
"By the way, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, so I can go to visit my grandma."
Ali paused. Both her parents were only children, and they didn't have many relatives to visit during the holidays, let alone pay New Year's greetings.
Seeing her expression relax, Jiang Ye immediately took advantage of the situation and strode ahead: "Let's go to your house to wish you a happy new year!"
Ali hesitated for a moment, took two steps reluctantly, and then seriously corrected him: "It's my grandmother, not your grandmother."
Jiang Ye waved his hands loudly, and the gloom on his face was swept away: "Aren't they all grandmas?"
Ali bit his lip, feeling something was wrong.
This is still very different.
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