Chapter 17: Seventeenth day

【136】
Mr. Ling likes chemistry. When he was in high school in China, chemistry was always the first in the whole section.
Once, a reader clicked on Lingjun’s chat account and shouted in surprise: "Lingjun’s spatial background is actually a weekly list of elements!"
I burst into laughter with the others.
When Ling Jun returned home, he asked me in a bad tone: "Why spit on my periodic table?"
Uh……
【137】
I remember a long time ago, and Ling Jun were just friends.
The weather was very cold. I rode my bike to a small and old park, and called Ling Jun, "Come out and do homework together?"
I don't know what the purpose is, I really did an afternoon homework with Ling Jun in the cabin.
During the period, we didn't say a word, and we finished writing.
It is said that the meeting was still a mystery to Mr. Zero.
He didn't know what I was doing when I asked him to go out. Maybe he just wanted to see him?
【138】
I always have an inexplicable obsession with Ling Jun. At first I tried to get close to Ling Jun, but for some reason, he avoided me.
Even when I talked to him, his words also contained obvious resistance. He felt that my purpose was impure. There were so many small fresh meats of the same age in the class. I didn't like any of them. I just wanted to have a good relationship with him.
At the beginning, I made an excuse to call, so as to eliminate his defenses and gradually approach him. The conversation is good, just listening to the voice is not enough, I am possessive, and want to ask him out to play.
But I learned from my cousin’s friends that Ling Jun never refused to go out to play with them. He usually called him out to play billiards and the like, but none of them succeeded. One is that Lingjun doesn't like to hang out with these people, and the other is that Lingjun's parents go to work in the field together, so he leaves his brother at home. Mr. Ling needs to prepare his brother's three meals a day, as if he was a patriarch and couldn't spare time.
As the saying goes, if there is a will, everything will happen. Although it is difficult, I also want to try it.
One day, because of the festival, the square in the city center had some entertainment facilities, pirate ships and the like.
Such opportunities are rare, and there will be no night markets abroad at night, and there are few people. Only on certain festivals will there be lights and various jewelry stalls along the street, as well as all kinds of food, and even free wine distribution.
That night, I sent a text message to Mr. Ling and asked him out with great interest: "Come out to play? The city center is very lively."
I am full of hope and feel that I am definitely different from ordinary friends. As soon as the text message comes out, I should be successful. I can even take the opportunity to test my position in Lingjun's mind. What I want to do is his closest friend, the kind that ordinary people can't reach.
Unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face soon, and Ling Jun coldly replied: "Don't go."
My self-esteem was hurt, and I still didn’t give up, and then asked: "Is it really not coming? It's very fun. My cousin and I came together, and there are many of his friends."
Two seconds later, Ling Jun remained unmoved: "Don't go."
I was disappointed, and a little bit irritated, I threw the phone into my pocket and forced myself to ignore it.
It was only five minutes, and fearing that Mr. Ling could not hear the call, he carefully took out the phone and peeked at the screen-no one contacted me, Mr. Ling really didn't want to come.
I took a deep breath and quickly followed my cousin's pace.
As a result, as soon as I arrived at the playground with my front foot, I saw someone rushing from the heavy twilight on a bicycle on the back foot. It was Ling Jun.
He locked the car out of breath, walked up to me, and asked, "What do you want to play?"
I was afraid of heights, so I played bumper cars with Ling Jun. He drives, and I command.
Having a great time that night, my cousin’s friend seemed to be tacitly aware of our relationship and guessed some of Lingjun’s secret thoughts. However, I was rather stupid and didn't realize it.
Afterwards, I asked him: "Isn't it impossible to come? Why did you come suddenly?"
Ling Jun hesitated for a while and replied: "Your cousin's friend, I know who it is. I don't think it is safe for you to go out with a little girl. Besides, you are small and easy to be deceived, so you should go and see Better."
Presumably he had a good impression of me at that time, right?
Obviously, he likes me super, and he has a hard duck mouth, and he refuses to admit it.
【139】
Mr. Ling and I said, "I really envy that kind of beautiful girl."
"Is it as beautiful as you?" Ling Jun asked.
"Prettier than me."
"No." Jun Jun said firmly.
"Huh?" I suddenly looked up at him.
"I said, a girl more beautiful than you does not exist in this world."
This gum is really sweet suddenly.
【140】
Suddenly it occurred to him that on Halloween, he and Ling Jun went to another town to participate in a fancy dress party.
Every small town in Italy has its own church, and it is not far away. It takes about half an hour to get from one town to another. The fancy dress party is in the city center, with a bell tower like a minaret, and a church next to it. At that time, the moon was very big and round, with orange-yellow edges and a faint trace of scarlet, just hanging on the barren grass slope.
Because it was dark, I was scared. I've been holding Ling Jun's hand, following him from the dark road to the center of the town.
I didn't wear fancy clothes, but Mr. Ling bought me a dark black hat and hairpin. The sides of the hat are thin black gauze like cicada wings, surrounded by yellow ghost pumpkin patterns, which is very festive.
When we arrived, the party had already begun. Someone was leading the dance on the open-air stage, and all the young Italians danced to the rhythm. From this point of view, foreigners are really cheering, no matter what the occasion is.
I am timid and look back at Lingjun from time to time. He encouraged me to jump along with his eyes. Even though my movements were stiff and I couldn't let go, his eyes were still gentle and full of pampering.
After playing enough, Mr. Ling bought me a hot pizza and fed me full. Then he took my hand and walked towards home.
The way back is through the cemetery. There is no light, and there are fields on both sides. From time to time, there are whistling wind and inexplicable commotion.
I was getting closer to Mr. Ling, and asked him in a low voice, "Can you carry me?"
Ling Jun didn't refuse, so naturally he squatted down and let me lie on his back.
While holding his neck, I sniffed the warm smell of his body. I can't say good or bad. I only know that his body temperature is very high. It radiates from the naked-exposed neck and simmers my entire cheek. .
I was lying on Ling Jun's generous shoulders, and I was talking to him today what I saw, heard, and thought.
It was clear that the night was windy and the sky was dark, but I didn't feel cold and afraid.
Perhaps because of Mr. Zero, I personally want to make this journey a bit longer and longer.
If he can let him walk all night with me on his back and never go home again, that would be great.
The author has something to say: The grass lantern double update, I want to have a comment for this one, and one for the previous chapter~~ There are so many comments, otherwise I don’t want to double update...
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