Unbridled

6

Ding Ji didn't speak, and his heart jumped.

He usually sees through strangers at a glance, and feels that others are "jumping in his heart". Today, he is seen by a stranger at a glance... Strictly speaking, Lin Wuyu is a stranger...

Yes.

But how do you know?

...Make me so faceless!

"I see the scratches on the prodigy." Lin Wuyu said.

"No, it just realized that I was too young and too arrogant before." Ding Ji did not admit.

"Oh." Lin Wuyu smiled, and didn't ask any more, just turned around and took him onwards.

Ding Ji can see from the smiling style of the corner of his mouth that such denial does not believe Lin Wuyu, and to some extent, his denial probably makes Lin Wuyu more definitive.

"Have you kept this book for ten years?" Lin Wuyu asked as he walked.

"Well," Ding Jiying said, "I plan to be a family heirloom."

"Why are you so worried that you might lose it?" Lin Wuyu asked, "I remember the contents of this book well already..."

"I can't remember," Ding Ji said, "I have to watch every day."

"Not at all," Lin Wuyu smiled. "I think it's almost the same for two days."

"Blow it, I will keep it secret for you." Ding Ji casually accepted the sentence.

"The healthy color of the hand is variegated, and the color is lighter in the palm and deeper in the palm root." Lin Wuyu turned his head back and looked at him. "Hesitant people often have difficulty clenching their fists. Sometimes, the thumb is often hidden in the palm."

Ding Ji also looked at him.

"This sentence reads ‘not necessarily, maybe it’s not safe,’” Lin Wuyu put the smile on his face away, his expression very serious. “Primary students know that these are pretty good, what books do you usually read?”

"Fuck." Ding Ji said.

"The horizontal ridge marks indicate that something happened in the health caused the nails to stop growing at one time," Lin Wuyu smiled. "It's all the content you marked."

"Would you like to applaud you?" Ding Ji said.

"Yes." Lin Wuyu nodded.

"There is no underline after stopping growth." Ding Ji said.

"If I say it," Lin Wuyu said, "can you verify it immediately?"

"...No," Ding Ji said, "I only remember the general content."

"Probably, it's probably what I remember." Lin Wuyu cleared his throat and turned to continue to move forward. "When the ridge line reaches the tip of the nail, there will be pain. The ridge mark grows from the root of the nail to the tip of the nail. It takes about six months, and pay attention to health problems when this happens..."

Lin Wuyu kept carrying it back, Ding Ji didn't listen any more, and had to admit that he admired Lin Wuyu at this moment.

This is not an approximation. Although he only remembers the approximate content, he knows that Lin Wuyu's content is correct.

Even Lin Wuyu had prepared beforehand to pretend to be memorable... As for why it is so boring and strenuous to skip it in the days before the college entrance examination when everyone feels that time is not enough... It is also quite a remarkable thing to memorize these contents exactly in such a short time.

Although boring.

After all, Lin Wuyu did not know that he would pull back, or where he would pull.

When he walked to the door of the dormitory, Ding Ji slowed down. The housekeepers usually have amazing face recognition ability, at least they can distinguish whether they are students of their own school.

"I'm waiting here..." Ding Ji's words weren't finished, Lin Wuyu had grabbed his wrist, and then pulled forward.

Ding Ji stumbled into the door of the dormitory, but before he could stand still, Lin Wuyu pressed his head around his head and pressed forward: "Run."

"Fuck." Ding Ji squeezed a word out of his teeth, and the cat followed him from the bottom of the guardhouse window into the stairs.

"Our dormitory does not allow outsiders to enter," Lin Wuyu stopped when he ran to the second floor and said, "Sorry."

"Brother! I said I was waiting outside," Ding Ji was speechless, "I won't come in!"

"I thought you wanted to come in and have a look." Lin Wuyu said.

"Where do I come in and see a fart?" Ding Ji said.

"Oh?" Lin Wuyu looked at him.

"I'm not interested in girls' dorms," ​​Ding Ji immediately patched. "I'm not interested in student dorms."

There was no one in the dormitory. Lin Wuyu picked up the book on the bed and turned it over a few times before handing it to Ding Ji: "When was this book you bought?"

"First grade," Ding Ji took the book and touched the cover of the book. "I bought it from a book stand."

"Books published in 1988," Lin Wuyu said, "A pupil would actually buy it, the key is that it still has to be sold."

"It's so interesting, you don't understand it," Ding Ji flipped back and forth with the book, and his familiar feel made him feel at ease for a while. "It's still appreciated."

"Huh?" Lin Wuyu didn't understand.

"Do you know the original price?" Ding Ji asked.

"Two pieces and nine." Lin Wuyu said.

"...You haven't let this go?" Ding Ji sighed.

"Nonsense, I have seen the publication date. Will the price next to it be invisible?" Lin Wuyu leaned on the table.

"Now it's turned tenfold, and the second-hand book price is about twenty-nine." Ding Ji patted the book.

Lin Wuyu did not speak and looked at him.

Ding Ji also looked at him.

After a while I couldn't help but laughed first: "Is it appreciation?"

"Yes," Lin Wuyu gave a thumbs up, "with an investment mind."

"Thank you," Ding Ji patted the book, "Leave."

"Or..." Lin Wuyu hesitated. "How many more days will I borrow this book?"

"Borrow?" Ding Ji looked at him.

"Don't you say it's interesting," Lin Wuyu said, "I see how interesting it is?"

"You can memorize it exactly," Ding Ji said.

"No, I just bet you can't recite it, but the location of the label has definitely been impressed, so I only read the two pages before and after the label." Lin Wuyu was very honest.

But Ding Ji noticed his words.

I just watched it. Not just back. And two pages before and after.

cut.

He opened the book, turned to the page where the name was written, and pointed to the words above: "Then did you remember these?"

Lin Wuyu hooked his mouth.

"It's written here," Ding Ji said. "No, borrow, give, you."

Ding Ji took the book and walked out of the dormitory with enthusiasm.

"I will send you out." Lin Wuyu followed.

"No need to be so polite," Ding Ji said.

A man came up from the stairwell, he was stunned when he saw him, and he quickly turned his head and looked behind him: "Your friend?"

"Well." Lin Wuyu responded behind.

The man said nothing else, Chong Dingji nodded with a smile and entered the dormitory next door.

Do not know why, Xu Tianbo suddenly appeared, making Lin Wuyu a little embarrassed.

He felt that Xu Tianbo might have misunderstood something, but he had no way or reason to explain, or even know what to explain.

What is the meaning of explanation?

He is reluctant to do meaningless things.

but……

"How do I look familiar to this person?" Ding Ji said as he went downstairs.

Because both of you look like little prodigy, this can't react.

Lin Wuyu made no noise and followed him downstairs.

"Ah," Ding Ji raised his hand and raised his index finger. "It looks a bit like my cousin."

……Ok.

Looking at a very smart person, I did not expect the IQ to go offline at an alarming rate.

"Really." Lin Wuyu said.

"Yes, or not, can't you answer such a simple question?" Dad stood at the door of the room.

"The choice you gave is very simple," Ding Ji didn't look back, leaning back on his chair and leaning his head back, "But the problem is not simple."

"Is this a complicated question? Are you going to give up the college entrance examination?" Dad said, "Do you have to lower your life by one grade?"

"Why do you have to divide your life into three, six, or nine gears?" Ding Ji asked, "And according to your standards? Can I divide my gear according to my standards?"

"Don't rebel with me," said the dad. "If my mom and I were not for your own good, how could you have the energy to choke on you every day!"

"That's really good for me. Can you think about it for me?" Ding Ji sat upset anxiously and looked back at him, "How much do you love me? How much do I love you? How good are you anyway? Kochi, you can read books if you don’t understand psychology. I have a bunch of them there."

Dad looked at him without speaking.

"Before junior high school, Mom and Dad were just a name for me," Ding Ji said, "A name that has nothing to do with me, you are similar, I, Ding Ji, your son, I heard that he is a child prodigy, one year old Recognize the word and write poetry at the age of three to see the Three Kingdoms. Without him, he will not be the only one who doesn’t learn...

"No..." Dad frowned.

"I know it's not such an exaggeration. I'm just summing up your imagination and expectations for me," Ding Ji waved his hand. "As soon as the result came back, hey? The prodigy ranked in the top five? Sometimes the top ten? It shouldn't always be the first. Spike second?"

"Shut up!" Dad pointed at him.

"Let's close together," Ding Ji said, "I don't want to quarrel, and I don't blame you for not coming back, really."

Dad took a breath and seemed to want to talk.

Ding Ji did not give him a chance. His dad learned more than fifty cars, but argued with others that such things could not be done, and he was not willing to win.

So I got up and walked to the door, closing the door with his face closed: "No one has controlled me for more than ten years. I have become accustomed to making everything myself and educate my children from childhood. Once this opportunity is missed Basically there will be no more."

After waiting for two minutes, Ding Ji opened the door again and glanced out. There was no one in the living room anymore. The father and mother returned to their houses.

In order not to affect his review, as long as he is at home, the TV in the living room will not turn on.

This invisible pressure and expectation beyond his actual ability made him feel out of breath.

Back at the table, froze for a while, Ding Ji sorted out his emotions and began to make questions.

He is not a person who works very hard, but it is not indiscriminate. He will still force himself during the review. He will not work hard in the small exam, try hard in the big exam, and try his best to make the entrance exam as strong as possible.

It's just that he doesn't need this kind of urgent staring that never stops, he is probably used to freedom, even if it is for his good, he just wants to come at his own pace.

Don't stare, then stare at the drop list.

If you replace him with Lin Wuyu, who is quite calm, self-disciplined and very confident, he should be very happy.

...Not necessarily, after all, I still recite the mystery of palmistry.

Oh, no back, just look.

The phone rang and news came in.

Ding Ji didn't look at it. Once he started reviewing, he tried not to be disturbed as much as possible. Even if he traveled all over his head, the writing had to be a problem. However, if he stopped, he might be too lazy to start again.

-Are you sure? I don't know what he looks like now

-It’s just not sure, so I asked you, could he still stay locally? Or if he went to a foreign country, has there been any special days recently that made it possible for him to come back?

Lin Wuyu looked at the message on the phone, and his finger stopped on the screen until the black screen did not fall.

He couldn't give answers to these two questions, and he had no direction for guessing.

In other words, he has always avoided thinking about anything related to "your brother". In many cases, this person only exists in distant memories that are deliberately sealed, and it is impossible to analyze.

-Will it be because you have to take the college entrance examination?

I received another message from Gong Lan on my phone.

Lin Wuyu thought for a moment and poked a few times on the screen.

-We don’t seem to have such a brotherly relationship

-You were too young, he cares about you

-I will squat for a day tomorrow to see if I can meet

-. . . I’ll just go, don’t you review?

-I review without looking at the time and place but only the mood

-It's really bad

Lin Wuyu smiled, returned a good night expression, and put the phone aside.

Gong Lan has provided dozens of clues to Lin Wuyu over the past few years. Combined, the reliability rate is 0.

After all, there are too many personal emotions in her clues.

But Lin Wuyu still intends to try his luck. He needs to find the switch that allows his parents to press the entanglement of expectation and disappointment on him.

And Gong Lan said that this place is not too far away, just in a commercial square near the Third Middle School.

There are just too many people coming and going, even if it is true, he may not be able to find a face ten years ago in the crowd.

This is indeed the case.

After eating too early, Lin Wuyu arrived at the commercial plaza and spent three hours in vain.

Numerous shops, even shopping malls, cars, bicycles, electric vehicles, and pedestrians are insects spreading on the ground. They have overlapped with the one next to them before they can see clearly.

Lin Wuyu felt that he probably didn't want to find anyone at all, but just made an excuse to come around.

There's a fried rice noodle shop here, which is delicious and explodes.

He can eat three servings of the largest plate.

If you arrive early, you don't have to wait in line.

Lin Wuyu held two plates of fried rice noodles and found a small double table by the window and sat down.

Come here to eat without having to grab a seat.

He would look out the window while eating.

Looking at people, looking at the face, I had the question from last night in my head, and I wrote it on a small book that I carried with me. I was too sleepy and wanted to go to bed yesterday, so I just read the question again, which I just did.

But from time to time, she will also be off course, thinking about parents who have spent decades searching for missing children.

What kind of love, how much love, how to "irrational" love, can make people stick like this.

Mom and Dad have also looked for it, but they are very calm and have no hope.

Their eldest son is too smart to solve many problems without being hurt. Their eldest son is too clever and he does not want to come back, and no one wants to find him.

Lin Wuyu sighed.

This kind of clever elder son probably can only help Ban Xian'er.

For example, Ding Banxian.

Thinking of Ding Banxian'er... Lin Wuyu picked up his phone.

When Ding Ji came to fetch the book, they added WeChat and never spoke.

Ding Ji's WeChat profile picture is his own photo, still a face, this person is quite confident in his appearance.

But it's really good, there is a stray cat boss.

Brother chicken.

...Can't be called a chicken brother, it will become the brightest electric gyro.

Lin Wuyu hooked the corner of his mouth and opened Ding Ji's circle of friends.

Visible in three days.

However, Lin Wuyu dragged down twice, and it didn't come to an end. He suddenly felt that he should consider shielding this word from tuberculosis.

The newest circle of friends made Lin Wuyu pause for a while, which was posted a few minutes ago.

-Xinjia has a shooting competition, the first prize is an induction cooker

Xinjia is a shopping mall, just next to it.

Lin Wuyu raised his eyes and looked out.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he sent a message to Ding Ji.

-Are you in Xinjia?

Ding Ji seconds back.

-Beside Xinjia, why do you lack an induction cooker?

-I'm eating fried rice noodles

Ding Ji did not reply again, Lin Wuyu continued to look out the window.

At most a minute later, Ding Ji appeared across the street on a balancing bike.

Then he floated over to him. The crowd walked flexibly, visibly naked, and Lin Wuyu dared to take the mystery of ten palmistry bets that he didn't usually wave like this.

naive.

Lin Wuyu waved at him across the glass.

Ding Ji stopped outside and said something on the glass, which Lin Wuyu could not hear.

There were a lot of people in the shop, and it was a bit noisy.

Someone in Yu Guangli came to his table with a tray. Lin Wuyu pushed the plate of fried rice noodles in front of him to the opposite side: "Sorry, someone."

Ding Ji put his face around the glass with his hands and looked in again.

"Come in," Lin Wuyu pointed to the seat opposite him. "What do you think?"