Chapter 9 "Unauthorized Access Denied"
The sun had already set below the horizon, and the sky had turned a highly saturated blue. The band in the center of the playground had changed to a cheerful love song, but at this moment, the No. 2 court was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Most people on the court didn't know Gu Lin, but they all knew Ji Tong.
"Damn, what's going on?"
"N-I don't know."
Duan Pei stood behind Ji Tong, followed his hand, and looked up at the person he was holding.
A face you'll never forget once you've seen it.
...I think his name is Gu Lin?
Duan Peineng was certain that he had never heard of this name and had never seen this person before.
He turned his head slightly, looked at Ji Tong's reddened eyes, and connected everything.
So the reason I suddenly wanted to leave and then suddenly threw the basketball over was because I saw this person.
“Tongtong,” Duan Pei looked at Ji Tong’s clenched hand and, for some reason, instinctively, as if to show off something, suddenly said, “Let’s take him to the infirmary first.”
The one who answered him was not Ji Tong, but—
The person whose clothes Ji Tong was holding suddenly raised his eyes, glanced at him very lightly, and then looked away again, as if he were simply looking at the person who was speaking.
Duan Pei frowned subconsciously, a sense of unease welling up inside him.
"I'm asking you who did this!" Ji Tong asked the question for the third time, as if she hadn't heard Duan Pei's voice at all.
He knew this wasn't the right place to talk, and he knew how many people were around, but he couldn't help himself.
The moment all reason was seen, all rationality turned into a fire, burning through every nerve.
He always thought... Gu Lin was doing well.
Ji Tong saw Gu Lin open his mouth, as if to answer.
Suddenly, Ji Tong recalled what he had said at the hospital that day.
—There are some things to take care of at home.
If that's really the case...
Ji Tong grabbed Gu Lin's wrist, cutting him off from speaking: "Go to the hospital."
If it really is a family matter, he can't let Gu Lin become the subject of gossip.
Without saying a word to anyone else, Ji Tong pulled Gu Lin away from the stadium in full view of everyone.
The crowd automatically parted to make way.
Duan Pei watched the two figures disappear into the distance and subconsciously called out, "Tong..."
He couldn't utter the second word.
Because he saw the person Ji Tong was pulling turn around and glance at him.
This time, the sense of oppression was undisguised.
Duan Pei stopped in place.
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"The wound has been there for a while now, how could it suddenly reopen? Did you do some strenuous exercise recently and tear it?" the infirmary doctor asked while disinfecting with iodine.
strenuous exercise...
On Friday, he asked Gu Lin to carry him on his back.
Ji Tong's face was so dark it seemed like it could drip water. Every time the infirmary teacher wiped Gu Lin's wound, Ji Tong's heart trembled.
He watched intently as the teacher cleaned Gu Lin's wounds.
"Teacher, what kind of medicine are you taking? I'll write it down so I can tell the doctor when I go to the hospital later."
"Go to the hospital?" The infirmary teacher shook her head. "No need. It looks a bit scary, but most of them are just bruises. It's just a tear. It will heal on its own in a few days."
"That won't do."
"Teacher, do you think this is inflamed?" Ji Tong didn't dare to touch it, but just pointed vaguely.
"Yes, a little, but not serious."
"But it's inflamed."
"It's normal to get inflammation in hot weather."
"This area is also very swollen."
"I'll prescribe some Yunnan Baiyao aerosol spray, it's for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis."
"But……"
The infirmary teacher finally turned her head and looked at Ji Tong with amusement.
"Are you so worried? Your friend said it doesn't hurt."
She knew these men were proud and concerned about their image. Even if they broke their leg playing ball, they would insist it was just a slightly dirty hem of their clothes. The ones who accompanied them were even worse. This was the first time she had ever seen someone like this.
"The hospital is far away, and going back and forth will be a hassle for the wound. My suggestion is to apply the medicine, put on a gauze bandage, and rest well for a couple of days. Of course, if you're really worried about inflammation or swelling, then go to the hospital for another check-up."
"..."
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"Sorry, senior, I'll owe you the meal for now, I'll treat you next time."
"He doesn't live in the dormitory, he lives on the peninsula."
"Okay, let's leave it at that for now, I have something else to do."
Ji Tong hung up Duan Pei's call and walked out of the infirmary one after the other with Gu Lin.
Ji Tong led the way, with Gu Lin following two steps behind him at a leisurely pace.
With no one else around, Ji Tong finally stopped.
"Who did this?"
Ji Tong's voice had returned to calm, but her clenched fists betrayed her emotions.
Gu Lin answered very quickly this time.
"grandfather."
I guessed it.
Ji Tong closed his eyes, swallowing all his words. His upbringing prevented him from speaking ill of his elders behind their backs, but his emotions were a matter of the heart. If Grandpa Gu Lin were here right now, he couldn't guarantee what he would do.
Okay, he won't ask now.
The wound is serious.
Ji Tong unlocked her phone, her voice and expression still tinged with frustration: "Building number, room number."
Gu Lin knew what he was asking.
"Room 2104, Building 21"
Ji Tong quickly opened the app and hailed a car for twenty minutes later, with the destination being Building 21 of Peninsula Apartments.
An order notification popped up, and Ji Tong looked up.
"Is the apartment ready today?"
His tone was so forceful that it even sounded somewhat aggressive.
Although it had only been half a year since they last met, Ji Tong felt that there were many things in Gu Lin's eyes that he couldn't understand, both at the hospital and today.
This realization had once irritated him, but this time his gaze didn't waver at all: "If it's not tidied up by today, then I..."
“010101.” Gu Lin interrupted Ji Tong’s question in a low voice.
"What?"
"Apartment password".
"You..." Ji Tong's thoughts faltered, and her voice faltered. It took her a while to continue speaking.
"Don't you have any sense of security? How can you use the same password for your phone and apartment? Go back and change it."
Having received the answer, Ji Tong lowered his head and sent a message to Li Yuan and the others.
[JT: I'm staying out tonight. I've already asked my advisor for leave. Please let my aunt know when I get back.]
[A-Yuan: Okay, how's Lin-ge? Is it serious?]
[JT: Image.jpg]
[A-Yuan: !!!!! Are you sure we don't need to go to the hospital?]
JT: No way, let him suffer in pain.
[JT: I'll call you guys when I get to the apartment. That's all for now.]
After Ji Tong finished posting, he suddenly remembered something else.
[JT: By the way, Ayuan, do you have the schedule for Computer Science 9? Send me a copy.]
[A Yuan: Screenshot.jpg]
Ji Tong glanced at it briefly and thought, "Great, I don't have class tomorrow morning."
[A-Yuan: But I heard from Chen Yongjie that there's a class meeting for Class 9 of Computer Science at 6:30 tonight, but it's okay.]
[JT: Who is Chen Yongjie?]
[Ah Yuan: The one who stood next to Lin Ge on the court, the one who waved and called 'Lin Ge' on Wednesday.]
Ji Tong's typing stopped abruptly.
Six days later, he finally learned the name of his classmate, Xiaomai: Chen Yongjie.
Stand to the side, wave, call out "Brother Lin"...
I remember now.
All the images flashed through his mind quickly, like watching an old silent film that wasn't very pleasant. Ji Tong stopped and wanted to "overtake unintentionally" again, but the harsh tone that came out of his mouth couldn't lie.
"Who is Chen Yongjie?"
The voice was accusatory, but Ji Tong didn't look at Gu Lin; instead, Gu Lin turned his head to look at him.
"We were classmates."
classmate?
Ji Tong didn't notice the rather strange prefix before "classmate" for a moment.
"What classmate? Kindergarten? Elementary school? Middle school? Or first year of high school?"
Gu Lin transferred to No. 1 High School in the second semester of his first year of high school, so if he was in his first year, then it wouldn't be...
wrong.
Wasn't Gu Lin in Germany before transferring schools? Did his German classmates come to Anhui University to study?
As Ji Tong was meticulously unraveling the mystery, Gu Lin had already provided the answer.
"A senior in high school, a classmate from Jiangcheng."
Ji Tong was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't notice "Jiangcheng" behind her and instinctively denied it: "Where did you come from, Senior Three..."
Oh right, I forgot.
This bastard did indeed have a "senior year of high school" with someone else.
Ji Tong gave a curt "Oh".
Having so many classmates is truly remarkable.
"The car is coming, let's go."
Ji Tong felt a tightness in her chest. Using the excuse of an approaching car, she lifted her foot to leave, but just as she made a move, a very soft groan came from behind her.
Ji Tong immediately stopped moving.
He turned around nervously.
"Did you aggravate the wound again? Let me see." Ji Tong made a move to lift Gu Lin's clothes—
"We're classmates, but not close." Gu Lin held him close.
Ji Tong paused, slapped Gu Lin's hand away, lifted her clothes to check, and lowered her eyes only after confirming that there was no blood seeping through the gauze.
"Playing ball together when you're not even familiar with each other."
"Even with injuries, I'll fight alongside him."
"Also... he was the one who picked you up the day you came to Anhui University."
On the day Gu Lin reappeared in his world, Ji Tong knew that a new person had appeared by Gu Lin's side, a new person he didn't know.
That same day, he realized for the first time that there was a completely blank six months between him and Gu Lin.
Those six months were like a string of erroneous code. Whether it was the new classmates, the Jiangcheng he had never been to, or the inexplicable new wound on Gu Lin's back, they were all consequences. He tried to analyze these error codes, but each time it showed "Unauthorized access prohibited".
Ji Tong looked up at the person who had set up the "no access" rule.
He knew that his "autocracy" was actually very harsh, even dictatorial.
Just like on the court, when he threw that basketball, Li Yuan and the others thought he was angry with Gu Lin for having the leisure to play basketball. Only Ji Tong knew that he was angry because Gu Lin was playing basketball with someone he didn't know but seemed to have a close relationship with. He couldn't even tell whether he was angry with "Xiaomai" because of Gu Lin, or he was angry with Gu Lin because of "Xiaomai".
Either way, it was very impolite, but at that time he couldn't digest it, so he lashed out at Gu Lin.
Some of them are being unreasonable.
Ji Tong remained silent for a long time.
"sorry."
Gu Lin: "What are you sorry for?"
Many people threw basketballs at him.
Gu Lin had an injury on his back, yet he was still asked to carry him, even though he could walk on his own.
Ah Tian's back injury was almost healed, but he didn't let him carry him, yet he tormented Gu Lin.
Ji Tong was lost in her emotions when a hand with clearly defined bones suddenly appeared in her field of vision.
The hand cradled his chin, lifting it very lightly and briefly.
"It's going to be buried in the ground."
Ji Tong had a long face.
"I'm sorry."
"It's just a bruise, the wound doesn't hurt."
"We played basketball together because he helped explain the situation to the teacher when I took a week off. Today he twisted his wrist while playing basketball and asked me to come back to repay the favor, so I went."
"It wasn't him who picked me up the day I came to Anhui University; it was just a coincidence."
"I consider them classmates because I only stayed at Jiangcheng No. 3 Middle School for 32 days, from May 6th to the college entrance examination. It was a provincial key high school, and the senior students were far more interested in their future than in a transfer student. I got to know Chen Yongjie because he was going to take the Anhui University entrance examination. Sometimes he would ask me questions, but we weren't very close."
"Have I made myself clear?"
Ji Tong listened attentively to each word, and after a long while, he hummed in agreement.
Gu Lin doesn't lie; if he says they're not close, then they really aren't close.
But upon hearing that Gu Lin had spent thirty-two days alone at Jiangcheng No. 3 Middle School, Ji Tong didn't seem to be feeling much better either.
"Then why aren't you happy?" Gu Lin asked.
Ji Tong: "I'm not unhappy."
"Don't pout," Gu Lin stared at him for a long time, then raised his hand and lightly brushed Ji Tong's lips with the pad of his thumb, as if brushing off dust. "Don't imitate..."
Gu Lin left his sentence unfinished, as if deliberately pausing there.
Ji Tong waited for a long time without any response, and finally couldn't help but give him a light kick.
"Don't learn anything? Who taught you to say half a sentence?"
Their arms were lightly touching.
Gu Linyun said calmly, "Don't be like that clown cat, Gu Linlin."
Ji Tong's heart skipped a beat.
"You're just imitating Gu Linlin, that clown cat."
In that instant, the moment Gu Linlin heard the name "Gu Linlin" from Gu Linlin's mouth, it was as if something that had been broken was beginning to reconnect and start running again.
Ji Tong turned his face away, and two seconds later, as if he couldn't hold back, he suddenly laughed.
The next second—
Wait, where is Gu Linlin ugly?!
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