Unbridled

8

Although Ding Ji's guess made him jump, Lin Wuyu insisted: "Can't you count?"

"Don't even ask me how I guessed it?" Ding Ji looked at him and waited for a while while Lin Wuyu didn't speak. He said again, "Yes, I count."

Then I went to the cashier and asked for pen and paper.

"...You count," Lin Wuyu looked at him, "Do you want to formulate? Also take pen and paper?"

"Don't disturb me." Ding Ji said.

"Oh." Lin Wuyu responded, picking up a small cookie and eating it slowly.

Ding Ji began to paint on the paper. Lin Wuyu glanced at it and saw that he was drawing gossip. He didn't know what he was painting. He felt that Ding Ji was quite capable of doing things.

"It's okay to change my grandma's eyes and pinch. I'm a layman and I have to make a draft." Ding Ji paused for a while, stared at the paper for a while, and raised his head.

Lin Wuyu stuffed the cookie in his mouth, expecting a little: "Come out?"

"Huh." Ding Ji nodded, crumpling the paper and throwing it into the trash can beside it.

"What am I doing?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"Find someone." Ding Ji said.

Lin Wuyu didn't speak, and picked up the milk tea and drank it for a while before laughing.

He couldn't stop laughing.

"You let me count," Ding Ji leaned back in his chair and hugged his arms. "I said nothing to count."

"Come on," Lin Wuyu chuckled and cleared his throat. "What else did you guess?"

"This man is 95 years old," Ding Ji said. "I'm not sure about anything else. I'm sure you said this number."

"Is it?" Lin Wuyu thought for a while. "I wanted to say 1995, but it was so obvious that it was changed to 95."

"It's because you hesitate at zero, zero, zero, zero...one second," Ding Ji turned his pen, "It's more obvious."

"Then you guessed it," Lin Wuyu said.

"It's the result of the calculation!" Ding Ji shouted at him, turned his head and reached into the trash can, "Come, come or see, I will tell you..."

"Hey, hey!" Lin Wuyu hurriedly pulled him, "It's a calculation, you don't need to tell me, I don't understand."

Ding Ji glared at him and sat up again.

Lin Wuyu took a cup of milk tea and gently knocked on the table: "Help me."

"How can this kind of feudal superstition be helpful!" Grandma shook her head while chopping meat, and pushed him aside.

"There is always one in the general direction," Ding Ji gave up to the side, "Don't you help anyone find children before?"

"Can this be counted casually?" Grandma frowned. "Of course, it's fine, but it's not 100% accurate. If it's not correct, isn't it just to give people hope that people will have a happy life? I'm not cheating on the street. Half a fairy."

Ding Ji sighed.

"Isn't that what you used to be." Grandpa said with a smile while watching TV in the living room.

"You know what a fart," Grandma looked back. "It used to be for life! Now you can't live?"

"You two will choke in a little while," Ding Ji blocked between them, "It's the right thing."

"Have you agreed to others?" Grandma asked.

"No," Ding Ji said, "I said I would try it home."

"Just your two knives, you try," Grandma was disdainful, "Let your mother know and say that we haven't brought you well... You told them not to go home for dinner today!"

"I say now." Ding Ji said.

"This unlucky boy," Grandma sighed, "Let your grandpa say that you have to tell them later, and you have to be noisy again."

Grandpa picked up his phone and put on reading glasses to start dialing.

Tonight, Lin Wuyu was in the classroom. The desk was full of books and papers. He lowered his head intently.

I want to mix a box of two-color ice cream with a stainless steel spoon.

"You cover it for a while, will it get better if it softens," Chen Mang said, "usually your brain is so easy to use, how did you follow the rapeseed oil this time?"

"I don't want to eat it," Lin Wuyu said.

"Then you can scrape from the cream side to the chocolate side and eat it in one bite." Chen Mang said.

"You read your book," Lin Wuyu glanced at him. "If we can't see it, let's do the two games?"

Chen Mang went back to the table: "I'm not looking for torture, your brother Lin said, don't challenge yourself specifically now, it's easy to fight self-confidence."

Lin Wuyu laughed and continued to stir the ice cream.

Since the request for Ding Ji's help to find someone, I haven't heard from Ding Ji one day and now. Lin Wuyu estimates that this is because the details are not good, Ding Banxian is worried.

Fortunately, he didn't really pin his hopes on the calculation.

However, Ding Banxian still sent him a message when the second get out of class was over the next afternoon.

-This person is definitely not in the local area.

A video is attached to this message.

Lin Wuyu stood in the corridor and opened the video.

The camera is facing the ground, but it can be seen that it is in a small park with the same floor tiles.

Then a hand reached into the camera, accompanied by Ding Ji's voice: "Look, I didn't cover you."

There were three copper coins in his palm.

Then the coins were thrown to the ground, picked up again, and thrown again...

Because there are students coming and going around, Lin Wuyu did not take a closer look. In short, after throwing away, the video is over.

In the clouds.

-Anything else to ask?

Ding Ji sent another message.

-You didn't go to school?

Ding Ji looked at the news on his phone and it took a long time to react.

-Will you focus? ? ? ? ?

-Not going to work?

Ding Ji sighed the phone in his pocket when he saw it.

He wasn't sure if Lin Wuyu was going to say something later, "Why is he so smart that he didn't study?" But he always thought it would be similar.

Although he didn't stop studying, he didn't want to explain and struggled.

Hello this Lin classmate, I am studying, and the third middle school I am in, my grade is within ten... Then my father’s voice will sound in my ear.

You are so smart, you should be better, you just don’t work hard...

"Ah." Ding Ji sighed, took out a roll that was just made today from the schoolbag, spread it on the ground, and looked down at it.

"One inch of time and one inch of gold." Dadong's voice came from behind.

"Isn't your life starting at 8pm and ending at midnight," Ding Ji said, "how did this time come out."

"I'm passing by, give it," Dadong sat next to him, handing over a box of two-color ice cream, "I am interesting enough, seeing you here, immediately go and buy your favorite..."

"Say." Ding Ji looked at the paper under his feet.

"Say what?" Dadong asked.

"Things," Ding Ji said.

"Fuck, do I have to do anything to buy you ice cream?" Dadong looked hurt.

"Isn't it?" Ding Ji turned to look at him.

"...It seems really." Dadong thought about it.

"I didn't have time to fight with you before the college entrance examination," Ding Ji opened the ice cream box and tried to mix the two flavors with a small spoon. "Find someone else."

"Who slaps the ground!" Dadong shouted, "Who slaps the ground! Will you speak to you!"

"Are you street performers." Ding Ji asked.

"Yeah." Dadong answered.

"Are you paying for songs?" Ding Ji asked again.

"...Yes." Dadong answered.

"Then you..." Ding Ji continued.

Dadong interrupted his words: "Just go, you don't have time if you don't have time... I'm wondering, do you still know that you are going to take the college entrance exam? I haven't seen how much you love before, no Everyone who knows thinks you are half a fairy."

Ding Ji snorted: "Are you seeing me every day? The speech is not so strict."

Dadong performed in the small park at night. In order to prevent being temporarily caught and counting, Ding Ji packed up and left the small park.

Lin Wuyu didn't ask him any more about finding someone. He only said that the mall would call to let him have time to pick up the induction cooker tomorrow. The two of them met at the entrance of Xinjia at 6 pm.

However, whether it is a trigram or a spectator, sometimes it's quite a god. Ding Ji is half guessing. It is estimated that the person Lin Wuyu is looking for is his brother or sister.

Of course, even if he can almost guess it, Lin Wuyu's small details that are hard to notice when talking about this person, and the reaction when he talked about siblings last time.

Ding Ji even felt that his indifference to the abandoned baby might have something to do with this.

But he was inconvenient to ask, no matter what kind of family, one person was gone, and it was not a casualty that strangers could casually touch.

"I'm late?" When Lin Wuyu arrived at Xinjia's door, he saw Ding Ji sitting on the steps of the door, looking bored.

It looks like I have to wait here for twenty minutes to get this state.

He quickly glanced at the time.

"Not late," Ding Ji stood up, "I'm early."

"Then go in," Lin Wuyu said, "Just the ID card and the coupon, right?"

"Uh," Ding Ji nodded. "I'm sorry for your time."

"Why is it so polite suddenly," Lin Wuyu looked at him, somewhat confused, "I asked for a bottle of Coke that day."

"Speak conscience!" Ding Ji immediately raised his voice.

"There are milk tea and snacks," Lin Wuyu said.

"I've calculated it for you!" Ding Ji said. "It's calculated again! How much brain cells cost me."

Lin Wuyu did not succeed.

The news that Ding Ji sent that day, to be honest, disappointed him a little.

He didn't expect much to really find it, but when Ding Ji said that this person had not been there for several years, he was a little uncomfortable whether it was true or not.

After taking the induction cooker out of the mall, Lin Wuyu still couldn't help but ask: "Are you accurate?"

"I really don't know this," Ding Ji hugged the induction cooker. "I can only say that I can figure out the result. If you want to know where this person is, I can't help you. You can learn for yourself. "

Lin Wuyu smiled. When he first wanted to speak, Ding Ji turned his head and said, "Go, drink water."

"I don't drink water." Lin Wuyu said.

Ding Ji looked back at him: "Drink, drink milk tea, drink..."

"I want to eat." Lin Wuyu answered truthfully.

"You asked me to invite you to dinner?" Ding Ji asked.

"No," Lin Wuyu sighed, "Forget it, I'll invite you, grilled skewers, is there any taste near here?"

"Ask the right person," Ding Ji raised his eyebrows. "I'm quite familiar with this film, let's go."

"I thought you would be in the small park." Lin Wuyu followed him forward.

"I've mixed a lot," Ding Ji said. "I have acquaintances where you can speak."

"Really." Lin Wuyu smiled.

Ding Ji led him into a big shop with a big face, and the smell of grilled skewers came out.

There were not too many people in the shop at dinner time. The two of them found a small table and sat down. When the waiter brought the grilled skewers, Ding Ji asked for a few more bottles of beer, and then took out his mobile phone to pay.

"I'm coming." Lin Wuyu reached out and blocked the QR code on the table.

"I got it," Ding Ji said. "What about an induction cooker."

"You have bought your induction cooker after so please," Lin Wuyu said, "Isn't your grandmother just paying for nothing."

Ding Ji laughed.

"You didn't work," Lin Wuyu took out his phone and scanned the code. "Save it."

"Then do you have a job?" Ding Ji asked.

"I am a student and have a legitimate source of pocket money," Lin Wuyu said. "I still have a part-time job."

To be honest, although Lin Wuyu had a deep misunderstanding about him, Ding Ji still felt very moved by his logic of injustice.

"Come on," Ding Ji put away his phone and opened a bottle of wine before him. "Thank you."

"Don't drink." Lin Wuyu said.

"Are you driving?" Ding Ji asked.

"...I just don't drink," Lin Wuyu sighed, "and I have to review it at night."

"It's really hard." Ding Jishun said.

"You have time to find a job," Lin Wuyu said, "or learn something."

"Why?" Ding Ji took the bottle and took a sip.

"So what do you rely on to make money?" Lin Wuyu said, "Look at the relative calculations? Now it's not easy for Mongolians."

Ding Ji smiled and wiped the beer foam from his mouth: "Don't say, sometimes it's really funny, I will tell you one, my neighbor when I was a kid."

"Huh?" Lin Wuyu was very interested.

"This old man said he was a Maoshan Taoist, and he could cure the disease. A child in our alley had a headache, and his mother took him to the old man," Ding Ji grabbed a string of lamb and nibbled. "The old man wrote on the ground. "Feng Huo Lei", then took a branch to poke the word and asked him, did it still hurt?"

"It hurts," Lin Wuyu answered very cooperatively.

Ding Ji nodded: "The old man poked up again with another word, does it still hurt?"

"It seems better?" Lin Wuyu continued to cooperate.

"Smart," Ding Ji gave him a thumbs-up, "Stabbed a few more times, and then stuck the branch all the way into the soil, and the child said no more pain."

"Psychological cues," Lin Wuyu said, "Children are particularly susceptible to psychological cues."

"I thought about it at that time," Ding Ji rested his chin on his chin. "What if I did the other way around?"

"How to turn it around?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"I said to the children, I said I would too, I was the old disciple's disciple," Ding Ji said, "he taught me all his lifelong learning, and I told him that the schooling is all about the old man. The child pressed in."

Lin Wuyu couldn't eat with a string of chicken wings.

"Oh--" Ding Ji pressed his hand on the table and learned how to do it. "Just press it in, and the child will believe it immediately. I will write a few words for you."

"What did you write?" Lin Wuyu asked with a smile.

"Large, medium and small," Ding Ji said, "I was in kindergarten at that time, I knew a lot of words, but I couldn't write them anyway, he didn't know anyway, I just poked the words when I was done, I said do you have a head pain?"

Lin Wuyu smiled at the beginning.

"The child said it seemed a little bit?" Ding Ji also smiled. "I actually poke three times. When I finally poke, I said that you should have a headache and explode! And then stick the stick in." In the soil, ooh! Poor, the child ran away with his head in his hands."

"Does it hurt?" Lin Wuyu tried to grin.

"One night of pain, his mother came chasing me." Ding Ji bite the lamb.

"You have to tell him, just stick that stick in the soil." Lin Wuyu said seriously.

"Fuck," Ding Jile said, "Have you ever done such a thing! The door is clear."

"No," Lin Wuyu shook his head. "When I was young, I wasn't like you... clever."

Ding Ji didn't speak, smiled and took another bite of lamb.

Lin Wuyu's subtle pause was probably to avoid words such as clever, because knowing that he didn't like being called a child prodigy, he probably guessed he wasn't willing to be clever...

Ding Ji picked up the beer bottle and gently sipped at Lin Wuyu's chicken wings and took a sip of wine.

When Lin Wuyu returned to the dormitory, he carried two pockets of barbecue as usual, and the wind rolled through the guard room. The only difference was that he still had a book in his hand today.

Ding Ji didn't know why, Cheng Tian took the mystery of the palmistry.

After eating the kebabs today, I handed over the book to Lin Wuyu very solemnly: "Don't you want to read it? I'm not responsible for reviewing it for three days if you borrow it."

Lin Wuyu looked at his expression and felt as if he had taken the manuscript of the last magic stick on the rivers and lakes.

When returning to the dormitory with two pockets of barbecue, the first quarter of the evening self-study was not over yet. Lin Wuyu took a pocket and prepared to throw it to the next table.

Just opened the dormitory door, the door next door also opened, Xu Tianbo looked out: "I smell a kind of breath that will make people crazy at night."

"The nose is so good." Lin Wuyu handed him the barbecue. "Did you go to study yourself?"

"Go right away," said Xu Tianbo, "I just finished taking a shower, so I don't have to be robbed by a bunch of people at night... are you going to study on your own?"

"No, I will read a book in my dormitory," Lin Wuyu said.

"What book?" Xu Tianbo asked.

"Book of study." Lin Wuyu smiled.

"What kind of book to study?" Xu Tianbo also smiled, "It's not a study book for college entrance examination when you listen to it."

"Look at the picture." Lin Wuyu cleared his throat.

"...Yes," Xu Tianbo gave him a thumbs up. "You are a legend."

"Many skills do not crush, many paths." Lin Wuyu answered seriously.

"That line," Xu Tianbo patted his shoulder and walked towards the stairs, "Remember to give me a 20% discount card when opening."

"No problem." Lin Wuyu nodded.

After Xu Tianbo left, Lin Wuyu was left alone in the hallway of the senior 3 dormitory, so quiet that people could feel the strong pressure.

He lay on the railing and watched Xu Tianbo trot towards the classroom.

A good student with a sense of urgency and serious self-discipline.

I don't know if Ding Ji has tried to look at the face. Two people who look similar will have different faces. They obviously have a similar look, but have completely different personalities and lives.

Lin Wuyu lay on the railing for a while, preparing to go back to the dormitory, his cell phone trembling in his pocket.

He glanced at it and found out that it was Lao Lin who surprised him.

"Brother Lin?" He answered the phone.

"Are you at school?" Lao Lin asked.

"In the dormitory," he said.

"I used to find you." Lao Lin said.

"What's the matter?" Lin Wuyu frowned.

"Your father came here in the afternoon," Lao Lin said. "I used to tell you in detail."