Chapter 122 Pushing everything back to the starting point

A long wind blew gently through the cemetery.

Shen Jixing walked to the tombstone with an apple pie in his hand, half-knelt down and lit the candle.

"Happy birthday, old man."

The candlelight reflected the old man's kind smile.

Even though his figure has become blurred in the long river of time, Shen Jixing still remembers every scene clearly——

"I don't make a wish. There is no Santa Claus in this world."

The handsome boy was wearing a simple white sweater and a small Christmas hat made of red paper.

The dark eyes were pure and bright as they stared at the sweet apple pie in front of them.

The orphanage couldn't afford cakes.

Nor will I prepare a cake for every child’s birthday.

So his cake was a simple apple pie made by the dean using apples, sugar and bread.

"Yes." The old dean said to him with a smile, stroking his soft black hair with his hoarse hands.

"Just make a wish, little star."

There is no legendary Santa Claus in this world, but there is his own Santa Claus.

The boy's eyes were soft and moist under the candlelight. He smiled and said, "Don't spend money, Grandpa."

The old man paused slightly as he was stroking his hand.

At this young age, he is more sensible than anyone else.

The next day, Shen Jixing received a pair of warm, brand new red socks.

“Was it worth it?”

Shen Jixing looked at the old man on the tombstone and said, "Is it worth it to sacrifice your whole life for those displaced children?"

"Without a father or mother, without a wife or children, who will remember you?"

A long wind blew from afar, and the candles went out before him.

The puff of smoke seemed to be his gentle response.

Shen Jixing seemed to have guessed what he would say——

Once you have paid, you have paid. It is so tiring to worry about the response.

Live your own lives, there's no need to remember an old man like me.

Shen Jixing slowly closed his eyes, "How stupid."

Because those unrelated children didn't even have money to buy medicine at the end of their lives, but we were still happy to give them a home.

"You're as dumb as he is."

Before Changfeng could find out who he was.

Shen Jixing's cell phone rang.

"Where did you fly to, Shen Jixing!"

Zhou Yili's voice was a little breathy, and he called him in a very literary way, and it was obvious that he hadn't seen anyone running around the villa.

"Meet an old friend."

Zhou Yili's alarm bells immediately rang, "Who?"

Shen Jixing looked at the old smiling face, who had just said he had no wife and no children, and who could remember him, and whispered two words.

"Grandpa."

Zhou Yili's expression changed immediately, "Hey, why didn't you ask me to come with you to see our grandpa? Are you unfamiliar with me? You clearly sat on me and called me hubby last night..."

"Zhou Yili!"

Shen Jixing interrupted him with red ears, "Try to say one more word?"

Why is he shouting?

It's not that this little lion is evil by nature, he was really forced into no choice...

Zhou Yili was laughing quietly on the other end, looking relaxed and good-tempered.

Shen Jixing was slightly disturbed when he heard this. "Just do what you want. I'm hanging up now."

In fact, he had thought about bringing Zhou Yili with him, but now was not the right time.

Zhou Yili has been too busy recently, and with the release of his new album, a cemetery is not an auspicious place for him to be buried.

"etc……"

Zhou Yili used his clingy skills again, "When will you be back?"

Shen Jixing asked back: "You're not going to the company?"

"Go." Zhou Yili really couldn't immerse himself in the gentle land after three days, but Shen Jixing could be a little clingy and come to him.

"Would you like to meet me at the company and let the whole world know about your star-studded abilities?"

Shen Jixing only said with thin lips, "...get lost, who would believe it?"

Zhou Yili failed to deceive and made himself laugh, "I believe it, Teacher Shen is really amazing."

Shen Jixing knew it was nonsense, but his ears still felt a little hot.

"Don't be so stingy. What time does it end this afternoon?"

"…7 o'clock."

Zhou Yili has been busy lately, and it's hard for her to spend a good honeymoon with him because he was a little annoyed by this crappy concert...

"I'll pick you up from get off work."

Zhou Yili's thoughts were slightly disturbed, but were easily resolved by just one sentence.

He chuckled, "Okay, I'll wait for you then."

Shen Jixing felt that he had not made any progress in the past eight years.

Even though everything about him had changed, that pure, passionate emotion hadn't diminished in the slightest.

Shen Jixing didn't hang up directly this time. He asked calmly, "Anything else?"

Zhou Yili actually didn't have much to do, as Shen Jixing would pick him up from get off work in the afternoon, but he just wanted to talk more with this guy.

It's like an addiction.

Whether it was his voice or his face, everything about Shen Jixing made him addicted.

"My valued 2022 domestic tour audience, would you like to come and watch my 2024 world tour?"

Shen Jixing said: "All is fine."

Zhou Yili: “…”

This person definitely did this on purpose.

Shen Jixing added with a smile, "Just arrange the location, I'll go when I have time."

Zhou Yili fiddled with the white piano and said, "How about sitting in my arms?"

“…”

"I might as well sit on your head."

Shen Jixing was about to hang up the phone after he finished speaking.

Zhou Yili seemed to have predicted his move, "Wait a moment."

The phone call went on and on, and Shen Jixing felt a little amused, "Zhou Yili, are you a clingy person?"

"What nonsense are you talking about." Zhou Yili sneered in response. Even if he kept pestering her, her mouth was still hard.

The main theme is that I can't live without you but I refuse to admit it, which means you can't live without me.

"How did you get there? Alone? You can walk..."

"I came here to run a marathon."

Shen Jixing's patience was limited. "Do you think you are so powerful? I have lost my feeling a long time ago..."

He said this without waiting for a reply from the stunned Zhou Yili.

Just hang up the phone.

“…”

Zhou Yili stood beside the piano in the sky garden, looked at the disconnected call and slowly moved his eyelids.

"Hold."

He chuckled, "This little white bird is so adorable."

…

Shen Jixing hung up the phone and remained silent for several seconds.

Looking at the person on the tombstone who was also smiling brightly, "You heard it, he was so noisy when he showed up."

At least they are two extremes from Shen Jixing.

He is a man of few words, doesn't like to express himself too much, and knows that what he says may not sound good.

"But I like him."

Shen Jixing will only reveal his thoughts to everything when no one is around.

"Little Silly Lion still doesn't know that I've always had a crush on him."

Shen Jixing's voice is calm and peaceful.

"He's very good. Very good."

"This is the first time I've had the urge to spend the rest of my life with someone. I actually felt that if this person is in my future, then all my troubled life would have meaning."

Like roses blooming in the snow on the northern mountains, reindeer voluntarily ran into the hunter's gun.

For one person, I would jump over ditches and give up everything I have.

"Bring him to see you next time."

Shen Jixing said to him, "You will like him, Dean."

The dean's smile is still bright, frozen in the fragmented light of winter.

Shen Jixing slowly stood up and was about to leave.

Suddenly his knees went weak and he fell back in front of the tombstone, his brows suddenly becoming solemn.

How come this feeling of weakness feels so much like an anesthetic?

Even though Shen Jixing's thoughts were in a mess, he still had the instinct to think quickly. He fixed his eyes on the half-burned candle, "Could it be..."

Just as he expected, he heard the sound of wheels rolling over the ground behind him.

"The candle went out after it was lit. Could it be that he wanted to protect you?"

Boyu was waiting here quietly.

Listening to Shen Jixing talking and laughing with the boy, listening to him telling his heart to the dead.

The gloom in Bo Yu's eyes spread, but he maintained the demeanor of a savior.

He reached out to the person who had lost control and fell to the ground, pushing everything back to the starting point.

"Will you come with me?"