my stealth fighter

Chapter 1176 Migratory Birds
Jiang Chanji not only confessed the last secret, but also let go of his voice in a rare way, no longer using his carefully cultivated and increasingly proficient false voice, but using his already very unfamiliar normal voice, which even felt awkward to himself.

"My real name is Jiang Chanji, not Jiang, and Chanji is the name of my sister who was not born."

Chen Yiyi was silent, as usual, without any obvious changes in expression, only slight fluctuations in her eyes, indicating that she was thinking, and while thinking, her eyes lingered on many paintings. From this series of paintings, she almost I saw all his previous life trajectories.

After a full ten minutes or so that made Jiang Chanji extremely tormented, she finally said: "I think about it carefully, you didn't lie to us, we misunderstood."

Jiang Chanji's heart was full of waves, and he was almost moved to tears.Except for the landlady, he didn't take the initiative to tell anyone that he was a girl, but everyone took it for granted. After all, there are not a few girls who are more like boys than him. Not all girls are soft-spoken and soft-spoken. There are girls who are easy to overthrow, and would kneel down and beg the other party not to die with a punch... Even if they lied to the landlord, it was actually justifiable. He was starving to death at the time. This should be applicable to "emergency" Risk avoidance" principle?

But having said that, he still used many factors to cause and deepen everyone's misunderstanding. This is an undeniable fact, and he was wrong anyway.

"And..." She paused for a while, as if she was considering her words, "In the beginning, I also had a little doubt."

Her eyes fell on his face, "Sometimes it feels like you are a bit boyish, but I noticed that you didn't grow a beard or use a razor, so I felt like I was thinking too much."

Jiang Chanji touched his chin, "I used to wonder, thinking that it was caused by my long-term malnutrition, maybe part of the reason was true, but then I guessed that You Qisi stopped or slowed down the growth rate of my body , but I didn't confirm this with her..."

Before the words finished, Yukis clarified in the virtual world: "It just stopped the obsolete functions left over from the evolutionary path, and the growth of the beard is one of them."

"..." He reproduced Youqisi's words intact, which also proved that the old man who sells candied haws was right when he said that he had grown taller, and that growing taller is not an obsolete function, at least in Youqisi's opinion. it's not true.

He nervously waited for her to continue, but after waiting for a while, her gaze was still browsing the paintings, not the distracted feeling of browsing while thinking, but rather engrossed.

It is already daytime at Red Leaf Academy. Considering that they are scheduled to set off in the evening, although they will definitely wait for him if he is late, they cannot wait forever. many.

"I know it's hard to accept such a fact, so if you have something to say, don't hesitate..." he said.

"I don't have anything more to ask, should I go back?" She had already read all the paintings about him and looked away.

Jiang Chanji was at a loss for words, "Aren't you angry?"

"I'm sure I'm a little...unhappy, I don't know if it's angry, but I thought about it, you are my best friend, no matter your name is Chan Ji or Chan Ji, I don't want to lose you as a friend, so I also Whether you are Zen Ji or Chan Ji, it doesn't make any difference, does it?" She said calmly.

"There's still a little difference..." He held out his hand to her.

She stared at his palm, obviously she had shaken it just now, obviously it was the same hand, but...it gave off a completely different feeling, when she held it just now, she would not hesitate, nor would her heart beat a little faster.

Indeed, there is still a little difference.

But she still held his hand, even though both hands were full of sweat.

"Zenji? We fried some meat and fried two dishes. If you are still hungry, would you like..." Jiang Chanji's father said outside the studio door. There are outsiders around, so of course he can't call the child by his nickname. After all, the child has grown up and needs to be respected as an individual.

The door of the studio was ajar just now, leaving a gap, but just as he finished speaking, the door slammed shut, making him at a loss outside the door.

Difficult...Could it be that the child was angry and slammed the door because I disturbed them?He wondered suspiciously, in the situation of indecisiveness, it seems that leaving wisely is the best choice.

He turned around and wanted to go downstairs, but then he noticed something strange in his eyes, stopped in his tracks, and looked down at a corner of white paper protruding from under the studio door.

Bending down to pick up the white paper, there are a few words written on the paper: Goodbye, take care!
"Zen machine?" Realizing that things might not be what he thought, he asked again and knocked on the door.

The studio was quiet and silent, but there was a slight airflow coming from the gap under the door.

Carefully, he turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

The closed window of the studio was opened, and the room was already empty. The cold wind of late autumn poured in from the window, and a pencil was rolled on the floor by the wind.

He took the paper and went to the window and looked towards the east, and seemed to see two tiny black spots disappearing side by side in the clouds, but he wasn't sure if it was a human or a bird.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, he noticed that there was something on the back of the white paper, and he quickly turned it over to look at it—it was a swallow drawn hastily with a pencil, just like that kind of stick figure, but the sharp features of the scissors tail were still very distinct of.

Swallows are a kind of migratory bird.

He took one last look at the clouds, which were colored by the setting sun in several shades from orange to gold, and closed the windows again before night fell.

Although darkness is about to cover this small town, they are flying towards the dawn in the east. They should be able to see a brilliant sunrise on the road.

"Little Swallow, wear a floral dress, come here every spring~"

Jiang Chanji's mother poked her head out of the kitchen when she heard the voice, and stared in astonishment at her husband who came down the stairs humming nursery rhymes, "Are you crazy? What about Chanji and the others? Didn't you tell them to come down to eat?"

"They have already left, but...maybe one day, they will come back again." The father said, sticking the stick figure of the swallow on the refrigerator door with a post-it note.

He turned to look at his bewildered wife, "Starting tomorrow, I want to take another job and pay off the debt early."

She silently wiped her hands on the apron, trying to persuade him not to work too hard, but since they chose this path, they could only help each other through the walk...From today, they only have each other left.

(End of this chapter)