Chapter 25
◎Boyfriend◎
Song Jinyu didn't understand what kind of enlightenment she needed.
Xiao Ji said, "I can comfort you, and I can apologize to you, but that's not what a friend should do."
No one responded to him.
Xiao Ji placed the doll on the sofa.
"Or do you want to be just friends with me for the rest of your life?"
Song Jinyu thought, if we're not friends, what are we?
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Xiao Ji is always so mean.
She moved away inexplicably and distanced herself from him inexplicably.
The day he left, it was such a grand affair that the whole neighborhood knew that this kid who always got first place in exams was actually the son of a wealthy businessman, and that he had a famous celebrity mother.
In an instant, the difference in their social status became apparent.
Song Jinyu never thought that his identity would be an obstacle to his friendship with Xiao Ji, but after moving back, Xiao Ji stopped paying attention to him.
He was a senior in high school, while Xiao Ji was a sophomore in college.
He always managed to find time to visit Xiao Ji, but Xiao Ji was always busy.
The two grew up inseparable, permeating each other's lives like air. The sudden separation, seemingly painless, caused Song Jinyu to suffer from withdrawal symptoms that kept her awake all night.
He began to resent Xiao Ji.
He unilaterally became hostile to Xiao Ji.
Song Jinyu was admitted to the university where Xiao Ji was studying, majoring in sports. Before he went to report for duty, his mother told him that she had already spoken to Xiao Ji and that he didn't need to worry about anything, he just needed to bring his luggage.
He hated his mother for making decisions on her own, and even after a long time, he didn't give Xiao Ji a friendly look.
There were so many people there that day, and Xiao Ji, being tall, spotted him immediately. He watched him stand under the tree, watched one person after another approach him to strike up a conversation, and watched him put on his headphones.
He rarely smiled, and he didn't smile when he saw Song Jinyu either. He took the suitcase from Song Jinyu's hand as if he were completing some task.
Song Jinyu was holding her anger in, but gave everyone except Xiao Ji a nice look.
After the news report, club recruitment began. Song Jinyu didn't want to join any clubs; he was busy competing for positions in the student council.
Xiao Ji is there.
The young man sitting in the interviewer's seat was dressed in a white shirt and black pants, clean from head to toe, inside and out. His pale fingers flipped through the application form. He paused when he saw the name on it, and his gaze swept past the door.
"Next up, Song Jinyu."
Song Jinyu strode in with a proud and confident air.
The girl next to Xiao Ji asked him what his special skills were.
Song Jinyu turned her gaze to Xiao Ji. “I have many talents and can do anything. Unlike some people who rely on their family’s wealth and good looks to look down on others.”
"I can't stand such scoundrels more than anything in my life."
The scoundrel put Song Jinyu's application form aside and said, "I'm sorry, you didn't pass."
Song Jinyu almost got into a fight with Xiao Ji in the classroom.
But to his utter surprise, even after all this, Xiao Jiguo still dared to go back.
He leaned against the door next door, carrying groceries, and watched Song Jinyu return with her skateboard, calling out to him.
“Song Xingxing…”
Song Jinyu threw down her skateboard, stepped forward, and grabbed Xiao Ji by the collar. "Do you really think I won't hit you?"
The energetic male college student was exceptionally strong. Xiao Ji's back was slammed against the wall, making his bones crack. He didn't feel any pain, only a sense of dirt. But Song Jinyu was so close to him that he could ignore the dirt on his back and only smell the dry heat emanating from her body.
I want to lick it.
The voices came from downstairs. Song Jinyu subconsciously let go of his hand, but Xiao Ji grabbed her and pulled her into the house.
His maternal grandparents went on a trip, and no one stayed on the balcony for two days. The flowers on the balcony wilted a bit, and the sunlight shining in from the balcony made Song Jinyu squint.
He tried to move and realized that Xiao Ji was pressing down on his shoulders without him noticing. Despite having seemingly slender hands, Xiao Ji was surprisingly strong, easily holding Song Jinyu down like a predator holding its prey, with no way to escape.
Song Jinyu kicked him, "Xiao Ji, are you crazy? Let go of me!"
Xiao Ji stood there and took a kick from him. "Weren't you going to beat me up?"
He took a step forward, and the two were so close that Song Jinyu could smell the faint scent of mint and hand sanitizer on him, and hear the chaotic heartbeat of whoever was beating.
Song Jinyu, being pressed down, realized that Xiao Ji was actually a little taller than him. He looked up and met the man's eyes, then quickly lowered his head again.
"I'll beat you up no matter how you hold me down. Let go if you dare."
Xiao Ji looked at him for a while, "Are you still angry with me?"
Song Jinyu said, "Get out."
Xiao Ji loosened his grip slightly. "You've already insulted me, and you've even gotten into the student council. In the end, I'm the one who's caught in the middle."
That's not what Song Jinyu cares about at all.
He pushed Xiao Ji away with his hand, his eyes a little red, but he suppressed it.
"Yes, you're amazing. You always give in to me. It's me who's petty!"
Xiao Ji sighed again. He reached out to touch his reddened eyes, but his hand was quickly pushed away.
He stopped. "So what do you want me to do, Song Jinyu? We're just friends. What kind of friend should always go along with you?"
Song Jinyu felt wronged, "But didn't I go along with you too?"
"But that's not what I want."
He didn't understand what Xiao Ji wanted. All he could say was, "You left without saying a word. You promised to stay here forever, but what happened? You moved away for your wealth and status..."
"We clearly agreed to be friends for life."
Xiao Ji's eyes turned cold.
"Song Jinyu, do you really want to be my friend for life?"
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After so long, Xiao Ji asked the question again.
Something seemed to tap into Song Jinyu's heart, but he couldn't pinpoint the source or sort out his thoughts. He could only stammer, "If we're not friends, what are we?"
"OK."
Xiao Ji said, "If you say we should be friends, then we should just be friends."
Xiao Ji specially ordered a small bed based on the size of the doll. In fact, the small bed was rarely used, and even the quilt was rarely used.
Many times, even if he had already fallen asleep in bed, Xiao Ji would still drag him out and pull him into his arms. Song Jinyu rolled around in Xiao Ji's bed every day, and his body exuded the same cool fragrance as his.
Now, the crib has been moved out and placed in the next room.
Xiao Ji's expression was no different from usual. He even patiently chose a place that Song Jinyu liked, set up the bed, and tidied up the quilt.
He said, "Starting today, you'll sleep in this room. If you don't like this room, you can choose one you like and move in. You can't open the door yet, so don't close it when you sleep at night. I'll leave the tablet here with you; you can call me if you need anything."
Song Jinyu was a little confused. "Sleep by myself?"
Xiao Ji said, "What kind of friends sleep together every day?"
The man straightened the wrinkles in his clothes, his gaze passing over him indifferently. "It's getting late, I'm going to sleep. Goodnight."
...
Click!
The lights were off, except for a small nightlight on the bedside table.
The bedroom door was half-open, and it was pitch black outside, like a black hole that could swallow everything.
Song Jinyu suddenly became somewhat sad.
But this is just the beginning.
Song Jinyu never hid his temper in front of Xiao Ji. When he was unhappy, he naturally didn't want to give Xiao Ji a good look. But the man only cared about eating breakfast when he got up in the morning.
Seeing him put on his coat and about to leave, Song Jinyu shouted, "I don't want to go to the film set with you!"
Xiao Ji paused for a moment, then said, "Okay."
He left the bracelet at home.
Half an hour later, Jiang returned.
It was a rare weekend, and he finally got to sleep in, but then a phone call came in, and he arrived before he could even clean the sleep from his eyes.
Song Jinyu looked listless, and even the new skin Jiang Hui brought couldn't cheer her up.
Jiang Hui put the toys away and squatted down next to him. "Brother Song, did you and Brother Xiao have a fight?"
"No, I didn't..." Song Jinyu stubbornly insisted.
Jiang replied, "That shouldn't be the case. He always looks at you like the apple of his eye, and he even wants to take you with him when he goes to the toilet. How could he leave you alone at home?"
Song Jinyu said fiercely, "He didn't. I'm going back to sleep. Don't bother me."
He stormed off, slipped back into his room, and pulled back the covers. Only when the familiar, cool fragrance enveloped him did he realize it was Xiao Ji's bed.
Song Jinyu sat up in bed.
Xiao Ji is always like this.
It gradually seeped into his life, then suddenly became indifferent, leaving him tormented by the dull pain of withdrawal symptoms for countless days and nights to come.
He knew what he wanted, but he kept delaying giving it to him, yet he mischievously lingered in front of him.
He was waiting, waiting for Song Jinyu to give him what he wanted, so that he could give Song Jinyu what she wanted in return.
"Song Jinyu, do you really only want to be ordinary friends with me for the rest of your life?"
...
Jiang Hui was playing games in Xiao Ji's living room when his trouser leg was suddenly tugged. He looked down and saw a doll with messy hair looking up at him.
Can I ask you a question?
Jiang Hui sat upright and solemnly.
After a moment of hesitation, Song Jinyu asked, "How do you get along with your friends?"
Jiang Hui's shoulders relaxed a little. "Sigh! What else can we do but get along like this?"
Song Jinyu climbed onto the small sofa prepared for him next to him, and he counted on his fingers as he asked.
Do you cook for your best friend?
"Ah...we'll see. Doing it once or twice is fine, I'm not his mother."
"Would you sleep in the same bed as your friend?"
"Yes, sometimes it's normal to squeeze together when there's nowhere to sleep."
"Would you give your allowance to your friends?"
Jiang Hui's expression suddenly turned somewhat strange.
"How could that be? Even the best of friends isn't worth me spending money on."
"Would you be angry if your best friend got along well with someone else?"
"Well……"
"And...do you always want to stick close to your best friend?"
Jiang Hui's expression grew increasingly strange. Seeing that Song Jinyu still wanted to ask more questions, he couldn't help but say, "You're not just an ordinary friend, are you?"
When Song Jinyu heard the words "ordinary friends" again, she was stunned. "Why not just ordinary friends?"
"Although I'm young, I understand that ordinary friends don't act like this. You two are probably not boyfriend and girlfriend, right?"
He glanced at Song Jinyu, thought for a moment, and then said cautiously, "Perhaps it's a boyfriend?"
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