Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 35 His Change
When Qingran woke up, it was already 01:30 in the afternoon.

Sleeping on her stomach for a long time made her neck sore, she sat up straight and stretched, the thin blanket draped over her body slipped from behind.

Qingran picked up the thin blanket and went to the kitchen to find water to drink. She saw the note left by Aunt Liu on the refrigerator.

Aunt Liu said that the rice is ready and put it in the refrigerator. When she wants to eat, just heat it in the microwave.

Qingran just woke up with no appetite, and she slept for nearly two and a half hours during this long sleep.

Li Qingmo hadn't come back yet, so Qingran went over to check on his fully charged phone, except for the messages from the class group and from his father, Li Qingmo didn't send any messages.

After Qingran read the news, the number 5 was still displayed on the WeChat interface that she exited. She didn't have any obsessive-compulsive disorder, so she clicked on WeChat again to read it.

The ten contacts on the interface did not indicate whether she had read the news, she slid down the page, and her eyes paused on the name of 'Senior Ji Yanchen'.

yesterday at 17:52
Senior Ji Yanchen: Picture (kitten)
yesterday at 17:55
Senior Ji Yanchen: Picture (kitten)
yesterday at 17:57
Senior Ji Yanchen: Picture (kitten)
yesterday at 18:06
Senior Ji Yanchen: Come out?
yesterday at 18:22
Senior Ji Yanchen:?

Posted yesterday evening?

Qingran was a little confused, she didn't look at her phone last night, the endless gossip in the school bar and the suspicious glances of other students from time to time, it was a lie to say that she didn't feel uncomfortable.

But what if you feel uncomfortable?She couldn't stop everyone talking.

She had to read the books as usual, and she had to keep brushing the test papers. Apart from the gossip and gossip around her, her other life hadn't changed at all.

The same is true for Roland, the college entrance examination is just around the corner, and she no longer has the energy to be distracted by these things.

Qingran sighed, unexpectedly released Jishen's pigeons yesterday, if Ruan Ruan knew about it, it would probably pinch her neck as thin as chopsticks.

In fact, Ji Yanchen called Qingran out that day, but he didn't say anything. The young man was young and introverted, he had been quiet in his own world all year round, and he was already not good at talking with others.

She asked: Is Senior Ji looking for me?

Ji Yanchen lowered his eyes and nodded invisibly.

She asked again: Is there something wrong with the senior?

Ji Yanchen was stunned for a while: Ji He said you were sick.

Qingran smiled: I was sick two days ago, but I've recovered.

Ji Yanchen seemed a little embarrassed, he blinked his eyes several times before saying: I don't know...

I don't know, what did Ji Shen care about the people and things in the school?

The two were relatively speechless, and the atmosphere fell into embarrassment for a moment. Qingran looked up again and saw Xie Ying'an.

Xie Ying'an stood at the stairs and looked at them with cold eyes.

She was startled, feeling like being caught doing something bad, and then Xie Ying'an was indifferent, treating her no differently from strangers all afternoon, even when she asked him questions, he wrote down the explanation on the draft paper. Thinking about the topic without saying a word.

Qingran turned her head and saw a pile of Wusan that hadn't been written yet, and her head hurt suddenly. She didn't have the mood to think about it, so she picked up the pen and sat down to continue writing the questions.

After thinking about it, she patted the unsolved math problem to Ji Yanchen, and added a sentence.

Jishen, the idea of ​​solving the problem.

Now that you have added WeChat, you have to use it.

Ji Yanchen over there responded quickly, and he returned the picture.

The picture shows the solution to this problem, using a formula that Qingran has never learned.

Qingran copied it down and converted it for a long time, before she could ask her doubts, Ji Yanchen sent two pictures in a row, showing different ways of solving the problem.

One was what Qingran saw in Xie Yingan's notes, and the other was a cross-conversion of the formulas she had learned and those she hadn't.

Three different ways of solving the problem, but the answers are all the same.

Qingran couldn't help admiring this math genius. In such a short period of time, he could come up with three precise ideas for solving problems, which is already very human.

Qingran returned with a "thank you" expression, then tied her head tightly for Wusanli and started to study hard.

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The weekend is the day when Ji's mother Cui Yu and her son Ji Yanchen agreed that they must spend two hours together.

The two of them had nothing else to do, so they just nestled on the sofa in the living room and watched TV. The mother and son were watching a variety show, only a burst of "hahaha" laughter came from the TV from time to time, neither of the mother and son was disturbed. The show is funny.

What surprised Cui Yu was that her son was holding a mobile phone in his hand all the time today. She pretended to watch TV, but in fact she kept looking at her son from the corner of her eye.

Ji Yanchen was in a daze, and Cui Yu felt a little disappointed. Her son was habitually closed and locked himself in his own world, and his world didn't allow anyone to set foot in it.

Cui Yu thought, maybe his son just forgot to put down his phone while holding on to it.

Ten minutes later, a WeChat notification sounded in the living room, and Cui Yu habitually went to get her mobile phone, because she knew that it was impossible for anyone to text her son on weekends.

The phone page was empty, and Cui Yu clicked on WeChat without giving up, but no one sent a message.

Over there, she noticed her son glanced at his phone and hurried up to the second floor.

'Hurry'?This word has almost never appeared on her son, Cui Yu was stunned for a moment, then reacted and hurriedly put down the phone and chased after him.

Ji Yanchen went to his own study room, he didn't close the door, Cui Yu stood outside the door and looked inside quietly.

Ji Yanchen glanced at the phone again, then took out a pen and paper, and wrote something on the paper.

The point is that after writing, her son actually picked up his phone to take a picture? ? ?
Cui Yu couldn't believe her eyes. She tiptoed into the study and saw her son put down his cell phone, and then started writing on paper again. This time, he didn't take pictures after one o'clock, but changed to a blank paper to continue. Write.

After the two sheets of paper were finished, Ji Yanchen picked up his phone to take a picture.

Then he was silent, just sitting at the desk and looking down at the phone, as if he had returned to his own world.

Cui Yu's heart was partially warmed up just now, as if someone poured a basin of ice water over his head, his whole body felt cold.

Then there was another WeChat notification sound in the house.

Ji Yanchen held the mobile phone, staring at the thank you emoji sent from the column on the top of the mobile phone, a gleam of light forcefully squeezed into his lifeless eyes.

Cui Yu's heart that had been dead just now came back to life in an instant, and the contrast of ups and downs made her a little unbearable.

Cui Yu deliberately amplified the sound of footsteps entering the house. Ji Yanchen, who used to hear the footsteps without any reaction, raised his eyes and looked at her lightly today.

The gleam in his eyes hadn't dissipated yet, Cui Yu bit his lips tightly, and only then could he hold back the tears of joy.

How many years?Since she was a child, she found that her son was different from others. People in the same compound could not avoid pointing behind his back, so she could only force her face to laugh.

When she was older, her son's intelligence gradually emerged, and his grades were exceptionally good, far ahead of other children by a large margin, but he was different from ordinary people, so he was destined not to be a child of other people's family.

Cui Yu heard other wives whispering behind her more than once, saying that she would rather her children not be geniuses than Ji's one who is out of place with society...

Ji Yanchen glanced at the phone. The two hours he had agreed with his mother hadn't arrived yet, so he lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Sorry."

Cui Yu's eyes suddenly turned red, she tried her best to pull the corners of her mouth, and pretended to be happy: "It's okay, Xiaoyan, if you have something to do, you should get busy first."

Ji Yanchen glanced at the phone again, he put the phone in his pocket, and asked Cui Yu as if asking for advice: "Go down?"

"Oh, good." Cui Yu came back to his senses, and walked downstairs first.

When he sat on the sofa again, Cui Yu thought he had no intention of watching TV, and Ji Yanchen half-lyed on the sofa lazily, with no superfluous expression on his face.

The atmosphere between the mother and son was deadlocked again.

Cui Yu knew that this was a good opportunity to speak, so she sat towards Ji Yanchen, "Xiao Yan."

Ji Yanchen looked up at her, but didn't speak.

Cui Yu smiled softly at her son's eyes that were as clear as water, and she slowed down her voice somewhat cautiously: "Xiaoyan, do you have another good friend?"

Good friends except Ji He who posted wishful thinking.

"Good friend?" Ji Yanchen frowned slightly, as if lost in deep thought.

Cui Yu tensed up and almost held his breath, waiting for his answer.

After a long time, Ji Yanchen raised his hand and touched the hat on his head. He nodded to answer his mother's question: "Yes."

Cui Yu put down the hand covering her lips, her chest heaved violently, it was the person who came here, and after she calmed down, she asked again: "Is it a girl?"

Ji Yanchen didn't hesitate for too long this time: "Yes."

Cui Yu wanted to cry, but she was a strong mother in front of her son, she would never cry, "That girl helped you?"

Ji Yanchen's gaze slowly became distant.

"No," he said, "I helped her."

Cui Yu turned her head sideways, big tears fell from her eyes.

After a long wait, her son can finally put others in his eyes. This little change in his son will be enough for her to be happy for the rest of her life.

(End of this chapter)