Idol and school grass are at the same table

Chapter 59

When Shen Zhixing found Ji Ting, Ji Ting was sitting on a bench by the street.

I don't know when it started to snow, and the falling snowflakes floated on Ji Ting's body and head, making his figure even more thin.

The moment he saw Ji Ting, all the worries and tensions in Shen Zhixing's heart disappeared, leaving only the throbbing pain in his chest.

He resisted the urge to drag him into the bad place, walked up to Ji Ting, and called him softly, "Ji Ting."

Ji Ting didn't know how long he had been here.

It was probably because his whole body was frozen and his mind was a little dull. When he heard his name, he couldn't react. He paused for a few seconds before raising his head slowly.

His eyes were very red, and his face was covered with tears. He looked at Shen Zhixing with obvious fragility and a little cautious temptation.

Like a small animal that has been abandoned countless times, it longs for the love of its owner, but is afraid of being abandoned again.

The suppressed emotions could no longer be controlled, Shen Zhixing stretched out his hand to grab Ji Ting's arm, pulled him up, and pulled him into his arms.

Shen Zhixing still looked like he wasn't afraid of the cold, he didn't wear much, but his body wasn't cold.

Especially the hands, warm and generous, reassuring.

Ji Ting's hands, which seemed to never get hot, were warmed a little because of him.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and it will slowly start to melt when it falls on people and waits for the coolness to penetrate into people's hearts little by little.

Ji Ting was wrapped in Shen Zhixing's arms, with his head resting on his shoulder, tears silently slid down his face, mixed with melting snowflakes, and fell on Shen Zhixing's shoulder together.

Shen Zhixing didn't say anything, just patted Ji Ting's back lightly.

Feeling that the person in his arms calmed down slowly, he showed a shallow smile, with a hint of joke in his tone, "Your tears are so cold, they all flowed into my neck."

Ji Ting froze for a moment, and quickly wanted to hide back and distance himself from him.

Shen Zhixing's hand pressed down on his head.

"It's okay, you're cold but I'm hot, I can still bear it." Shen Zhixing smiled lowly, and stroked his hair, "But if you cry enough, let's go home, okay?" Okay? It's still cold outside, you'll catch a cold."

Ji Ting didn't move, but rubbed his head on his shoulder, his voice was a bit muffled, but his mood was much better, "I won't go back, can I go to your house?"

Shen Zhixing froze for a moment, touched his head a few times, "Okay."

Shen Zhixing thought that his grandparents had already gone to bed at this time, and it would be inconvenient to take Ji Ting back, so he took him to his place again.

The house has been unoccupied for more than half a month. The last time a few people finished playing, they just took out the garbage, cleaned up a lot of things, and the house was also very messy.

The two entered the house, Shen Zhixing found a set of clothes for Ji Ting, and asked him to take a bath, and took advantage of this time to tidy up the house and the guest room.

After Ji Ting took a shower, Shen Zhixing just finished tidying up the guest room.

"You can sleep in this room, I've packed everything, what else do you need to tell me." Shen Zhixing looked at Ji Ting, pointed to the room, "Go to sleep now if you're tired."

Ji Ting didn't move, stared at Shen Zhixing for a few seconds, then tilted his head, "Can I come with you?"

"Together with what?"

Shen Zhixing was stunned for a second before realizing that Ji Ting probably didn't want to sleep alone.

He thought for a while, "It's ok, but my room...is a little bit messy and hasn't been tidied up. Why don't you stay here for a while, and I'll clean it up after I take a shower?"

The last time Shen Zhixing came back, he took some things and left, turning the house into a mess.

"A little bit messy" is just a euphemistic expression. In fact, his room doesn't even have a place to put his feet down. When he comes out of the shower to tidy up, it may not be until what time.

"never mind."

"Forget it, I..."

The two spoke at the same time, Ji Ting paused, motioning for Shen Zhixing to speak first.

Shen Zhixing paused for a moment, then continued, "I'll go get my things and sleep here, it's just that the bed may be too small for the two of us to sleep in."

When Shen Zhixing packed up, Ji Ting had already laid down.

My heart is in a mess, thinking about what happened in the past few days, the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes.

The more I think about it, the more I don't know how to deal with it.

"Sleep?"

Shen Zhixing called out tentatively, and when he stretched out his hand to turn off the light, he heard Ji Ting say "no", and took his hand back again.

"You close it."

Ji Ting buried his head in the pillow, his voice was muffled, and he could feel his depression even without seeing his expression.

The chest throbbed again inexplicably, Shen Zhixing paused, turned off the light and went to bed.

Shen Zhixing did not lie down in a hurry.

In the dark, he looked at Ji Ting's figure with his back turned to him, and poked him, "I can't see your expression now, you can say whatever you want, let's talk."

Ji Ting froze, and subconsciously wanted to refuse. Before he could say a word, he heard Shen Zhixing continue, "If you are angry and want to hit someone...it's really impossible, just hit me twice, that's fine."

The boy smiled lowly after he finished speaking, "But don't slap your face, school will start soon, and if Wang Bo sees the injury on his face, he should think I'm fighting."

Ji Ting hesitated for a long time, and finally sat up from the bed.

But they didn't say anything, the two remained silent.

Ji Ting didn't know what to say, he is not a person who likes to share his feelings with others, at the beginning there was no one to share with, but after a long time, he got used to it.

When something happens, I just want to keep it in my heart, I can't digest it, and I won't show it.

"Ji Ting."

Just when Ji Ting's mind was in a mess and he was wondering whether to say something to him, Shen Zhixing called him suddenly.

Ji Ting was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously turned his head to look in Shen Zhixing's direction, but suddenly felt that someone grabbed his hand.

Shen Zhixing's hand is bigger than Ji Ting's, with slender and strong fingers, gently and forcefully squeezed between his five fingers, and slowly intertwined with his fingers

Ji Ting froze, and tried to retract his hand, but he couldn't break free.

"Did I tell you? I have superpowers." Shen Zhixing smiled, and held his hand tighter, "This way you can suck away all your unhappiness."

Shen Zhixing finished speaking like coaxing a child, then turned sideways and wrapped Ji Ting into his arms, "This can inject some happiness."

"However, my super powers are not that strong now. I can't completely drive away the unhappiness before. You have to work harder yourself."

The brain completely went on strike in an instant, and all reason and composure were swallowed up by the darkness bit by bit.

After a long time, Ji Ting stretched out the hand that was not held by him, hugged Shen Zhixing back, put his forehead on his shoulder, and cried again.

"I went on a trip this winter vacation, and I didn't go to cram school after I came back, but I was tortured enough by homework."

"I only signed up for one cram school, but my mother stared at me every day to go home on time, and I didn't have time to play."

"It's okay with you, my mother. She enrolled me in a bunch of cram schools, from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm every day, and I have to go to self-study at night. I didn't get tired from winter vacation at school."

On the first day back to school, there was a lot of noise in the classroom of Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School.

The winter vacation is officially over, and the students haven't seen each other for a whole winter vacation, and they chatted very hotly as soon as they met.

Some people haven't finished their homework yet, copying their homework in their hands, and they are not idle, chatting with their classmates about their winter vacation life.

Ji Ting didn't have much homework to do, so he propped his arms on the table to play with his phone.

Qin Yang, who had just finished copying his homework, walked around to the last row after chatting in front, "Hasn't Brother Xing come yet?"

Ji Ting glanced at the empty seat next to him and nodded.

"That's right, he always stepped into the classroom." Qin Yang took advantage of the situation and sat in Shen Zhixing's seat, looked at Ji Tingdao, "Brother Ting, go play games when you're done?"

"You guys go, I have to tidy up the dormitory and do some shopping."

"Get up, school hasn't started yet, you came here to hook up with me at the same table?"

Shen Zhixing walked up to the two of them at some point, put the bag on the table, grabbed Qin Yang's clothes and dragged him up, "I just know how to play, and even taught my deskmate to be bad."

"I made up a winter vacation class, can't I just hurry up the last half of the day?" Qin Yang stood up dissatisfied, and moved to the side, "Besides, it's because of you that Brother Ting learns badly."

Shen Zhixing had just sat down and was taking homework out, when he heard that he picked up a math workbook and greeted him, "Get out."

"Be quiet, are you so excited about the start of school? Why don't you start class today and make you all excited?"

A female teacher suddenly appeared at the door of Class [-], frowned and shouted twice, "Where is the monitor? Take care of the class, and then find a few boys to go downstairs to hold books."

"Okay." Qin Yang responded, and immediately put on the majesty of the monitor, and said a few words to the students in the class.

Waiting for the teacher to leave, Qin Yang looked around at the people who made up their homework, and then turned to the last row, with a courteous expression on his face, "Both big brothers, are you all right?"

"I can……"

"It's okay, I'll go."

Just as Shen Zhixing wanted to put on airs, Ji Ting beside him had already stood up.

Qin Yang immediately approached Ji Ting like a dog, "Brother Ting, you are really warm-hearted and kind."

Xiaoba Shen, who had no cooperation at the same table, looked at Qin Yang naively and snorted, and followed.

There are a lot of books, but almost all the boys have come, and almost all of them have been moved after two trips by one person.

It's almost done, Qin Yang pointed to the back door of the office and said to Shen Zhixing who came again, "It's gone, brother Ting took the last stack away, it's quite a lot, why don't you help him."

Following his gaze, Shen Zhixing saw Ji Ting who had just left, chased after him, and took half of the book out of his hand.

"I'm such a good deskmate." Shen Xiaoba began to feel moved again, "gentle, kind, discerning, talkative, and so handsome, I'm so perfect when I think about it."

"It's a pity that there is something wrong with my brain." Ji Ting looked disgusted, "Why are you pretending to help me with these few books? I'm not a little girl."

When they arrived in the classroom, several people were not idle, and immediately started distributing books.

Ji Ting finished distributing the scattered books, borrowed a pocket knife from a classmate, and went to open the remaining unopened packages.

The girl who borrowed him handed the knife to Ji Ting, and reminded him, "Be careful, Brother Ting, this knife is quite sharp."

"The geography exercise book is still halfway through, isn't it open?"

Ji Ting was squatting on the ground, cutting the seal with a knife, when a boy ran over and bent over to look at the book Ji Ting was opening.

The boy's school uniform was not zipped, and when he stood up, the hem of the clothes fell into Ji Ting's hand holding the knife.

Ji Ting was caught by his clothes, his hand trembled, and he cut his other hand with a knife.

Blood flowed out instantly.

The boy was taken aback and exclaimed. While frantically looking for tissues, he apologized, "I'm sorry, Brother Ting, I really didn't see it."

A few people immediately surrounded him and asked him nervously what was going on.

Ji Ting was stunned for a moment before he realized it. He took the tissue from the person next to him to cover his wound, and waved his hand at the boy, "It's okay, this pile is geography, you can leave."

The boy hesitated for a moment before he wanted to say something, but Xiaoba Shen's voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Is it badly hurt?"

He was shocked instantly, stepped aside, and ran away with the book.

Ji Ting shook his head and raised his hand to show him, "It's okay. Just a small hole."

That's what I said, but the blood was quite scary, the paper towel was already soaked in blood, Shen Zhixing paused, and frowned, "Is this all right?"

"It'll be fine if it doesn't bleed for a while."

After Ji Ting finished speaking indifferently, he reached out to get the knife again, and opened the remaining stacks as well.

Shen Zhixing grabbed his hand, and before he could react, he took off the paper covering his wound and took a look.

After confirming that it wasn't that serious, the boy breathed a sigh of relief, "Wait a minute."

After Shen Zhixing finished speaking, he ran back to his seat, and returned to Ji Ting after a while, "Stretch out your hand."

Ji Ting was stunned for a moment, then stopped his hands, "What are you doing?"

"If I tell you to stretch, you can stretch, and I won't add salt to your wounds."

After Shen Zhixing finished speaking, he smiled, reached out and grabbed his hand, took out a fancy cartoon band-aid from the other hand and pasted it on, "You are not a little girl, at least a little girl can take care of herself , you can’t think about what you can do without me to take care of you.”