The Court of Hidden Truths and Whispers Chapter 7

The green trees are thick and shady, and the night rain comes heavily.

The last summer rainfall has passed, and Chengdu Shizhong has welcomed the end of early autumn heat. The ginkgo leaves have also turned from green to yellow and are falling one after another, joining the crowds of people coming and going.

After class, Hunter Ying came to the liberal arts class with a ball to get water. He glanced at the girls in the class and was poked by Ethan Ning's elbow before he came to his senses. He looked down and saw the wrist guard on Ethan Ning's hand.

Hunter Ying held the water cup and pushed him: "Xi, didn't you retire from basketball?"

Ethan Ning pinched the wrist guard he was wearing, and said calmly, "Keep warm."

Seeing how calm he was, Hunter Ying couldn't help but tease him: "Which girl bought it for you?"

Ethan Ning sat down on the stool and put his hands on the table: "Go ahead."

Almost spitting out a mouthful of water, Hunter Ying patted his chest, took a breath, blinked his eyes and said, "Just pretend I didn't ask."

The following week, Ethan Ning faced the first mock exam for the entire grade in the senior year. His daily routine became regular and he had less time to go to the stadium, so his running was finally quiet for a while.

He couldn't sleep at night, so he ran to the window and lay down. After watching that the light in his brother's window was off, Carter Xing crawled into bed and slept soundly.

As autumn came, short sleeves became long sleeves, but Ethan Ning occasionally lifted his sleeves, and Carter Xing naturally saw the wristband his brother was wearing.

The wristband Carter Xing bought is a very narrow one, navy blue in color, with a checkmark logo on it, which looks pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it.

Carter Xing had a desire in his heart that was about to burst forth, and it grew wildly every night under the cool light from Ethan Ning's window.

Ethan Ning's hands that can dribble in fancy ways, dunk, grab fresh taro milk, write beautifully, and memorize formulas...

Definitely, definitely, it’s very easy to lead.

Early October.

Senior high school students only have two or three days off for the National Day holiday. The class teachers felt sorry for the students, so several class teachers pooled their money to buy snacks for the students, giving each student a bag of lemon-flavored potato chips and a bottle of Chengdu yogurt.

After Ethan Ning received it, he looked at it for a while and then walked out of the classroom with it in his pocket.

There was a commotion in the science class next door. It was probably that Hunter Ying had done something again. Before Ethan Ning could turn his head to take a look, he was stopped by Hunter Ying.

Hunter Ying grabbed a bag of yak jerky in his hand and stuffed it into Ethan Ning's arms: "Please have some meat!"

Ethan Ning held the bag and asked him, "Where did you get it from?"

Hunter Ying smiled happily, holding a few bags in his hands: "I bought them. Everyone in the class has some, but I have to give you one bag too. Take it and eat it."

Ethan Ning nodded and thanked him. The bag of potato chips and the bottle of yogurt in his hand were glanced at by Hunter Ying, who pulled his arm and asked, "Who are you giving them to?"

Seeing that Ethan Ning was silent, Hunter Ying grabbed another bag and stuffed it in Ethan Ning's hands. He wrinkled his nose, lowered his voice, and said, "Give one to Carter Xing for me? You can eat this bag yourself, don't give everything to your brother..."

His thoughts were immediately seen through. Ethan Ning realized that Hunter Ying was a shrewd person. He bit his lower lip and said stubbornly, "I didn't say it was for Carter Xing."

Hunter Ying shook his head. He simply thought that Ethan Ning was too good to his brother. He didn't think about it any deeper. Instead, Ethan Ning's attitude made him a little confused.

Ethan Ning saw that Hunter Ying had stopped talking and felt that the more he explained, the worse it got. He stood in the corridor with three bags of food in his arms. The autumn breeze cooled his hot face.

After saying goodbye to Hunter Ying, Ethan Ning ran to the second grade classroom with food in hand. Early in the morning, he leaned against the back door of the second grade classroom and took a look inside the classroom. Most of the students in this ordinary class were sleeping.

Occasionally, a few people got up to get water. They were sleepy, yawning, and didn't look very awake.

Carter Xing was tall and sat in the last row, leaning against the wall and sleeping. His deskmate Grace Ren was also sleeping.

Ethan Ning held his breath and moved very carefully.

He put the bag of snacks on the ground at Carter Xing's feet and stuffed the yogurt into Carter Xing's drawer.

When Carter Xing woke up, he almost stepped on it without paying attention. The teacher above was still giving a lecture, so he didn't dare to speak too loudly. He rubbed his eyes, looking tired.

He thought it was probably brought to him by another girl, so he pushed it aside and took a look. The more he looked at it, the hungrier he became. He lay down on the table, but still felt that he could not eat it.

Grace Ren also woke up, grabbed a packet and looked at it, sighing: "Damn, which girl gave it to me again?"

His voice caused the male student in the front seat who had just returned from the office to turn around and look. This sight ignited his gossipy spirit: "Only in the third year of high school, is it a senior?"

When Carter Xing heard the word "senior year", he was like stepping on his tail: "Fcuk, Grace Ren, do you think it could be my brother..."

Grace Ren was originally quite curious, but when she heard Carter Xing say that, she thought he was either drunk or had a paranoid disorder. She didn't even bother to roll her eyes and sneered: "Do you think it's possible? You haven't woken up yet, have you?"

After thinking for a while, Carter Xing sighed, as if he couldn't open his eyes, and stuffed all the things into the drawer: "It's not big, forget it."

When the guy in the front seat heard that Carter Xing's brother was mentioned, he quickly came over and said, "Hey, Carter Xing, let me tell you something about your brother!"

When Carter Xing heard this, he woke up from his sleepiness and said, "Tell me quickly!"

The teacher on the podium ignored them and handed out the test papers for them to do. The person in the front seat grabbed a book to cover it and whispered: "I heard that the team that played in the district competition last time is asking about Ethan Ning..."

Carter Xing said calmly: "Why are you asking about my brother?"

Grace Ren was speechless beside him. Carter Xing's brain short-circuited when he heard about his brother: "They could have won last time, but your brother played for you and beat them badly!"

The teacher who was sitting at the podium reading a book finally couldn't stand it anymore. He was also a newcomer. He glanced over and saw Carter Xing, who was famous throughout the grade. He hit the table with his pointer: "Carter Xing!"

Grace Ren quickly picked up a book to cover Carter Xing's face, coughing to hide her embarrassment while muttering: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

This matter became a temporary unsolved case.

After school at noon, the National Day holiday began. The lights in the senior high school teaching area of   the teaching building were still on. Carter Xing stood for a while at the bottom of the teaching building with his schoolbag on his back, staring at the door of Ethan Ning's classroom...

He may have only been watching for two or three minutes when a figure appeared beside the corridor railing of the senior high school teaching area.

From such a distance, upstairs and downstairs, Ethan Ning, wearing a blue school uniform and with very fair skin, walked from one end of the corridor to the other...

Ethan Ning was blocked by the railing, with only his shoulders and head exposed, and Carter Xing recognized him at the first sight.

Ethan Ning just went to help the class representative hand in a homework, and he was holding a stack of exercise books in his hand.

As soon as I walked out of the classroom and took a few steps, my eyes involuntarily glanced downstairs.

It wouldn't matter if he didn't see him, because when he glanced, he saw Carter Xing carrying a bag, wearing a basketball uniform, standing downstairs, looking up at him.

Both of them were stunned.

There were groups of students nearby, talking and laughing with each other, and they were leaving the teaching building one after another.

Ethan Ning seemed unable to see them.

He had to admit that at that moment, he had the urge to jump down.

I even felt that Carter Xing could catch him.

Before he could come to his senses, Ethan Ning saw Carter Xing standing downstairs and waved to him.

Ethan Ning also waved.

Good afternoon, Carter Xing.

The National Day holiday is here.

Carter Xing did not go out to play with his family. He said that he would be a senior in high school next year and his grades were poor, so he had to take his books and find Ethan Ning to make up for the lessons.

While watching an anti-Japanese drama, Carter Xing's father scolded Carter Xing: "Can you please stop causing trouble for your brother Ethan Ning?"

The next day, his father, his mother, and a group of fellow travelers drove a big Hummer to the Tibetan area, taking the Sichuan-Tibet line to travel to Ganzi Prefecture.

Carter Xing was particularly interested in the tourist attractions in Tibet that he had never visited, but he wanted to take Ethan Ning with him.

In the wilderness with Ethan Ning, we enjoyed the wind, ran, drank barley wine, and watched cattle and sheep grazing. The sky was vast and the wilderness was boundless...

When night fell, the two of them set up a tent, sat outside by a fire and watched the stars. He gave all the hot packs to his brother and brought a book with him, telling his brother ghost stories every night.

His brother was so scared that he hugged him while sleeping.

In the next few days, Carter Xing certainly did not harass his brother. He got up at seven or eight o'clock every morning for morning exercises, and still supervised his brother to eat at the gate of the community. After eating, he would send him to the school gate, watch his brother enter the school, and then run home to read.

Every time Carter Xing sent Ethan Ning home, he could finish five pages of exercises in one go.

What Carter Xing didn't know was that Ethan Ning would always watch him go after he turned around, with her heart extremely agitated, like a jar full of water, but it was still clanking.

After finishing a day's homework, Carter Xing would run to the court to play basketball in the afternoon. Since he had no work to do during the holiday, he would go to the street basketball court to practice his skills. He was sweating after running around the court, but after a few rounds, Carter Xing was still the most handsome star on the court.

Such a tall boy, immersed in an unconscious mutual crush, is in a very good mood and feels that even if it is one-sided, it is worth it.

The more you take on for Ethan Ning, the more comfortable your journey will be.

In the evening, Carter Xing would wait for Ethan Ning to finish his evening self-study and then go to pick him up. Sometimes he would ride a shared bike in front of his brother and Ethan Ning would give him a cold look. It was such a short distance, why did he have to ride a bike?

Along the way, Carter Xing was riding the bike while Ethan Ning was walking, but Carter Xing rode slower than him, going around in circles and circling around Ethan Ning, not daring to go faster or slower.

He felt like a knight guarding the prince, except that he lacked a shield.

Carter Xing thought for a long time, the night wind blowing over him and blowing all over his face, hesitantly said: "Hey, brother, today a senior sister brought me potato chips..."

Ethan Ning said nothing, just kept walking forward with his hands in his pockets.

Carter Xing rode his bike around Ethan Ning again: "It's lime flavored, it's quite delicious!"

In fact, he didn't even open the bag of lime chips. What if it was a gift from Ethan Ning? He couldn't bear to part with it.

Carter Xing pedaled forward, laughing heartily, and lowered his voice and said: "Brother, only the science class in senior year has yak jerky, should we share it with the students in my class..."

Ethan Ning stopped suddenly, and Carter Xing also braked suddenly, almost falling down.

He didn't even bother to raise his eyelids. Ethan Ning was furious and glanced at him coldly: "Is the yogurt delicious?"

After saying that, he started to walk away. His tall and thin figure left a hot outline in Carter Xing's eyes.

"Oh my god!" He understood instantly, but he couldn't believe his guess. He felt that he could ride around Chengdu again. He was in a good mood and pressed the bell and pedaled forward: "Brother!"

After chasing for a while, Ethan Ning was escorted to the scene. Carter Xing followed him into the residential area and stood at the door of Ethan Ning's house, wanting to go in.

He felt that he had to get to the bottom of this matter. What did his brother mean by giving him something without knowing the whole story?

Ethan Ning closed the door tightly and said, "Hurry up and go upstairs."

Carter Xing refused and stuck his arm in: "Ethan Ning, tell me clearly today, is it you who gave it to me?"

Ethan Ning had a cold face, and his palms were hurt by his fingernails: "Carter Xing, go home..."

"No one is at my house today!" Carter Xing felt that he couldn't be soft with his brother. "Either I go in and sit down, or you come up with me."

Ethan Ning saw that he was about to get stuck in, and his eyes turned red with anxiety and he yelled: "Why? I don't want to owe you anything."

There were cigarette B*tts all over the living room last night and they weren't swept up. I smoked some too when I came back at noon today. If Carter Xing sees this, no one will have a peaceful night tonight!

Carter Xing had no idea that he wanted to smoke, even though he had developed this habit since the end of his senior year of high school...

Ethan Ning was anxious. Seeing Carter Xing getting closer and closer to him, he held his breath and tried his best to hide backwards, fearing that Carter Xing would smell something.

In Carter Xing's eyes, this action became hiding.

He really couldn't bear it any longer, so he reached out and grabbed Ethan Ning's shoulders, pulling him closer to him: "Why are you panicking..."

Their breaths touched, blending hotly. The refreshing scent on Ethan Ning's body was no longer the same as in his memory. Now in the closed space, the smell of tobacco on his collar could not escape Carter Xing's sense of smell.

Carter Xing grabbed Ethan Ning's hand, pulled it up forcefully, clenched his fingers, and put it close to his nose...

He was in a team with a group of boys every day, playing on the street court, and there were group fights in junior high school. Carter Xing also took a few cigarettes. Although he was not addicted, he was very familiar with the taste.

Ethan Ning leaned on his shoulder and panted. He was extremely unwilling to let Carter Xing see this side of him.

At night, I turned off all the lights and sat alone on the tile floor of the living room, smoking, with white mist in my eyes.

Taking a sip, I can see myself in my childhood, carefree, holding fifty cents to buy potatoes, wandering around the neighborhood, and being asked by the little Carter Xing, "Brother, have you eaten potatoes?"

Although he had clearly eaten, he pretended to be calm and said, "No." Even though he didn't wipe the oil off his mouth, he still wanted to eat another portion of potatoes bought by his brother.

Take another puff and you can see your deceased father, your mother before she gave birth to your younger brother, and your unfinished college entrance examination papers.

Ethan Ning was still gasping for breath. Carter Xing grabbed his hand, inserted his thigh between his legs, hugged him, walked in, and wanted to turn on the light in the living room.

The smell of cigarette smoke in the air became inexplicably charming, as if it had stuck all the unspeakable emotions together, pulled them into threads, tangled them into lines, and bound them tightly, suffocating them in the embrace.

After pressing it several times, it still wouldn't open. Carter Xing was anxious and hugged Ethan Ning. His nose was filled with the smell of cigarettes, and his arms were clamped by Ethan Ning so he couldn't move.

At this juncture, Carter Xing's serious intimidation was still enough to scare people. Just staring at his brother with a fierce look: "Brother, turn on the light."

Carter Xing pressed it a few more times impatiently, but still couldn't open it. Ethan Ning buried his head and grasped the corner of Carter Xing's clothes tightly in his palm.

"Don't press it. The light has been broken for a long time." He looked at Carter Xing's worried and depressed eyes. His heart was stabbed and he couldn't breathe. Suddenly, he felt that his light had been broken for a long time.

It's really bad.

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