Buddhist small green plum

Chapter 86

Qingran didn't know how generous the 12-year-old Ji Shen could be, so she shook her head.

Ji He restrained the smile on his lips, and stretched out two fingers: "More than 2 yuan."

That was probably all the money the 12-year-old Ji Yanchen could come up with.

Qingran was a little curious: "Did the senior accept it?"

Mentioning this, Ji Herou raised eyebrows and eyes: "That was the only kindness I could come into contact with after my family went bankrupt. Maybe it was the end of the road. I accepted that kindness, and I have never regretted it in the years to come. I am very happy." I'm glad that I accepted Ji Yanchen's kindness, and I'm even more glad that because of accepting that kindness, I have an extra friend like Ji Shen."

The sky began to slowly darken.

On the way home, Qingran seemed to still hear Ji He's voice.

"Sister Qingran, Ji Yanchen has a withdrawn personality. To be honest, I have been the only good friend by his side for so many years, and it was only because of my unremitting efforts to get close."

"In the first year of high school, he was called 'Ji Shen' by his peers. Since then, the sight of him in and out of school has become more and more, and he can't adapt. School, I don't know how he got through it himself, but since then he used to cover his face with his hair."

"Maybe he thinks that others can't see him like this? His world is really simple, and he still wants to live like a normal person in this way of self-deception."

"Sister Qingran, you are the only person Jishen has approached for so many years. I don't know if you helped him before that?"

"But I thought, we were classmates after all, and now he has a relapse of his old illness, trapping himself in the dark, can you...can you try to help him again?"

Qingran's footsteps were unprecedentedly heavy, and Ji Yanchen left without saying goodbye during this period of time. At first, when she calmed down occasionally, she might still think about how serious Ji Yanchen's illness is this time?Need treatment for three years?
But before she could come up with a result, most of her time was taken up by studies, perhaps Ji Yanchen was not that important in her heart, and gradually she put this matter behind her.

The distance from home is not too far from here, and the street lights on the side of the road have been turned on. Qingran didn't bring a mobile phone when she went out, and she didn't know what time it was.

When he saw the door of the house, the first thing Qingran saw was Xie Ying'an outside the door.

Xie Ying'an was leaning on the wall next to the door, looking down at the phone, the distance was too far, Qingran couldn't see his expression clearly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xie Ying'an raised his eyes and looked over. His eyes fell on the cat food in Qingran's hand. When Qingran approached, he asked, "Are you going to feed the cat?"

Qingran nodded and asked him: "What are you doing here?"

Xie Ying'an didn't speak, and opened the door to signal her to go home.

Li Qingmo was lying halfway on the sofa in the living room. Perhaps he was too badly damaged by the cleaning today, so he didn't play games with his mobile phone.

Seeing Qingran come in, Li Qingmo didn't even lift his eyelids, but he didn't forget to ask her: "Where did you go?"

While changing his shoes, Qingran replied, "I'm going to feed the cat."

"Heh!" Li Qingmo sneered and sat up from the sofa. He glanced at Qingran and asked loudly, "Hey the cat? Where are you feeding the cat?"

Qingran put down the cat food, frowned slightly and looked at him suspiciously: "Where is the ancient tree, brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Where is the ancient tree?" Li Qingmo became even more angry now: "Half an hour ago, Xie Ying'an and I went there to look for you twice, where are you?"

Qingran was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to explain it.

What should she say, she was talking about Ji Shen to Ji He just now?
And Li Qingmo, with an attitude of being unreasonable and unforgiving, insisted on Qingran saying that he was ugly and Yinmao, obviously because he wanted to avenge his loss in the afternoon.

Qingran had no choice but to look at Xie Yingan, the only savior, for help.

Xie Ying'an looked at her for a long while, until he saw that Qingran was a little guilty, then he looked away and pulled Li Qingmo upstairs forcefully.

Li Qingmo was still pressing: "You turned against her, do you think you did something wrong behind my back?"

Xie Yingan's voice was a bit cold: "Shut up!"

As expected, Li Qingmo fell silent.

Qingran also tiptoed upstairs after them. It's not that she couldn't lie to Li Qingmo, it's just that she has never had the habit of lying for so many years.

As soon as Qingran returned to the house, she heard the vibration of the mobile phone's WeChat notification tone. She went to the bathroom to wash her hands before coming over to get the mobile phone.

When she saw 32 missed calls on the screen, she was really surprised. The last missed call reminder was ten nine minutes ago. When she was supposed to be on the way back, it was Xie Yingan who called.

It seems that Xie Ying'an should be waiting for her at the door?

The next thing is Ruan Ruan's shared photos of Song Shize's cuteness, with a few paragraphs of text attached.

Soft girl: Song Shize is a pervert, just now my mother accompanied him for a walk, and unexpectedly ran into his two ex-girlfriends! ! !
Soft girl paper: Ranran, I want to kick him right now.

Soft sister paper: No, no, I'd better torture him for a while...

Qingran was completely speechless, and replied: Just don't make the fake come true when the time comes.

Ruan Ruan's reply was unusually fast.

Soft girl paper: Hahahahahahaha, my Ranran, what are you kidding? ? ?
Soft girl paper: Just Song Shize, I really like him, I will perform a handstand and walk two kilometers for you! ! !
How cruel, Qingran thought.

She slid her finger down and paused on the page with 'Ji Shen'.

Ji Shen's profile picture was pitch-black, and WeChat didn't indicate who was online or not.

The chat page of the two is still stuck on going out to study together that day, and Qingran has an illusion in a trance. Could it be that Ji Shen's old illness relapsed because of the sudden contact with too many new faces when he went out that day?
She hesitated for a long time with her fingertips, and finally sent a message.

Maybe Ji Shen won't go to see it at all, she thought.

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In a dark room far away in another country, the screen of the mobile phone placed on the table suddenly lights up.

The black-clothed boy lying on the bed was hidden in the darkness, and the notification tone of the mobile phone could not separate his mind.

Cui Yu sat with him in the dark room, and she slowly groped towards the cell phone that suddenly lit up.

No one knew what Ji Yanchen was thinking during this time, only that he blended into the darkness day after day, and never let himself go one day.

The screen brightened for a brief moment, and soon the room returned to darkness.

Cui Yu groped for a long time, and finally found the mobile phone on the table. She touched the screen of the mobile phone with her fingertips, and when she saw the sudden news, she almost cried with joy.

She walked towards Ji Yanchen, put the phone in front of Ji Yanchen, and tried to keep her voice as soft as possible: "Xiao Yan, look!"

Ji Yanchen still lowered his eyes and did not respond at all.

"Look!" Cui Yu pointed at the screen and repeated without giving up: "It's a message from your elementary school girl Qing Ran, she's asking you, look, she said: Ji Shen, are you okay?"

The boy's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Cui Yu bit her lower lip tightly to keep from crying. She held up her mobile phone and continued to repeat: "Xiaoyan, look, your junior Qingran is asking you: Are you okay?"

I don't know how many times I repeated it, the boy finally raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on the screen of the mobile phone a little dullly.

The light on the screen did not shine into the boy's brown eyes, and he moved the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh.

In the end it didn't work out either.

"Qing, Qingran..."

The young man's dry and hoarse voice resounded in the air.

(End of this chapter)