After confirming that he didn't sprain his ankle, Lucas Qi breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. He heard him ask, "If I sprain my ankle, will you carry me to the school clinic?"
Not knowing why he asked that, Lucas Qi thought he was joking again, but looking at his expression, it didn't seem like it, so he couldn't help but look puzzled: "Of course."
Seeing the child hanging his head in silence after hearing the answer, not knowing what he was thinking, he laughed and said that the child had complicated thoughts, so he told him some interesting things that happened to him at school to cheer him up.
Ethan Ling leaned against the basketball rack, listening to him talk about his campus life. Her thoughts were gradually distracted by him. She thought about the seventeen-year-old Lucas Qi, who got up early to practice on the court, took the drinks brought by the girls, climbed over the wall to watch a play and sing karaoke after class, and did not escape the school police until dawn, and returned to class to catch up on sleep. She actually felt that she had never participated, which was a pity.
Lucas Qi rubbed his head: "How can it be a pity? Aren't you only seventeen? You have plenty of time."
Hearing him say this, Adrian Ling realized that he had said what he was thinking, and pursed his lips in embarrassment. He wanted to say that it was not because he felt sorry for not having done these things, but - what else, he himself could not figure it out.
The cold night always makes people worry more. Something is surging up from the bottom of their hearts, which they can neither touch nor sort out. The consequence of suppressing emotions for too long is that when you want to grasp the emotions in your heart, you can't even tell what this mood is.
He looked at the wide runway beside him, his heart was in turmoil, his head was buzzing, and a feeling of irritability rushed to his head. He suddenly ran forward, as if he was running away from something, or running towards something.
Lucas Qi was startled by his sudden movement and subconsciously followed him onto the track, but he ran too fast and too hard and he was suddenly rushed far away.
Seeing that the child was just running along the track and not doing anything else, Lucas Qi thought he was in a bad mood and wanted to vent, so he slowed down and stood there waiting for him.
Ethan Ling quickly finished a lap and came back. He hadn't exercised for a long time and was temporarily deprived of oxygen. He fell forward panting and was caught steadily by Lucas Qi.
"Got you," he said, smiling, "--and caught you, too."
The lack of oxygen made his brain groggy, but at the same time surprisingly clear. Ethan Ling grabbed the edge of Lucas Qi's coat, smelled the medicine on himself and the lemon on him, and thought at the junction of grogginess and clarity - he was caught by the thing he wanted to escape from, and caught by the thing he wanted to run towards.
-
Lucas Qi sat in the stands. There was indelible rust under the seat, waiting to be refurbished. The child rested his head on his legs to calm his breathing, with the back of his hands covering his eyes.
"Why are you running?" Lucas Qi gently stroked his chest to help him calm down. "Are you drunk? Or are you afraid of being caught by the school police and practicing running for your life?"
His breathing was still disordered, and Adrian Ling spoke incoherently, as if he was reading a poem: "I thought of a fragment of a song, but I couldn't remember the lyrics, nor could I think of what song it was. I thought running for a while would help me sort out my thoughts."
Lucas Qi was always easily amused by him. He laughed twice and then said, "A good student is smart. It exercises both the body and the mind." He then said, "What part? Sing it and I'll help you think of it."
Ethan Ling was silent for a moment, and just before Lucas Qi thought he had fallen asleep, he hummed a short melody softly.
The child's pitch was very good. Lucas Qi thought for a moment and sang from the beginning: "Loneliness also exudes a lingering fragrance. It turns out that love is just like this. I once forgot this kind of reverie. It is so beyond my imagination..."
Ethan Ling didn't say anything, nor did she call for stop, and she still didn't take her hands away from her eyes. The body temperature behind her neck was so warm that even though it was already late at night, it didn't make people feel cold. She seemed to hear the sound of rolling waves in her ears again, so soothing and slow.
Lucas Qi's voice is very charming, more lingering than the flowers in the garden, gentler than the evening breeze, not flawless, but moving enough, singing the lyrics that he had been thinking about all night: "...I wish I could stay young, find a partner completely based on intuition, and be vaguely infatuated with you, just like the wind and rain after the morning..."
Yes, the water rises in wind and rain.
The afternoon class started at 2:30. Adrian Ling arrived at the classroom at 1:30 and sat down, picking up a book to read.
When I returned home at noon, I did not see Lucas Qi, who usually did nothing at home. After asking the housekeeper, I learned that he had gone out for something today and might come back late.
The patch on his back had a cool medicinal effect that penetrated into his skin. It was put on at Lucas Qi's urging that morning. The smell of medicine made him feel unhappy. He could only see the shape of the words on the pages of the book, but could not organize them into meanings, and could not read them into his mind. The shadows in his mind were all about someone.
It is said that young people do not know the taste of sorrow, but he did not know the feeling of lovesickness even more. He just felt upset and confused, and could not figure out the reason, so he attributed it all to Lucas Qi leaving the house without saying hello to him.
But what does Lucas Qi's going out have to do with him? What reason does he have to report to him? He is just Clara Jiang's lover, not his. Being able to squeeze out time to accompany him is already a bonus. Ethan Ling pursed her lips and stared at the pages of the book in her hand. She wanted to comfort herself, but she made herself feel worse.
The wind blew in from the half-open window, making him feel cold, without any of the warmth he felt when Lucas Qi was by his side.
Suddenly, a person stood in front of the desk, casting a small shadow on his desk, interrupting his thoughts. Ethan Ling looked up and saw that it was Travis Ye with a bad expression, so he ignored him and lowered his head to continue reading. There were enough things that annoyed him, and he didn't need Travis Ye to add fuel to the fire.
Travis Ye's injured leg was still aching. Seeing Adrian Ling lowering her head and pretending not to see him, she became even more angry. She reached out and took the book from his hand, and smashed the spine of the book on his arm. Seeing him frown, she felt relieved and smiled: "Who was the person who let you run away that day?"
Recently, their family has been suffering losses in business and everything has gone wrong. The elders of each family are busy and overwhelmed. Several people have been severely reprimanded by their family, and they are told not to make trouble outside and offend the nobles. Travis Ye sneered, thinking they are living in the old society? Seeing that Adrian Ling did not answer, he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he kicked his table hard, and the table legs dragged out a harsh noise: "I want to ask you a question!"
"What does it have to do with you?" Ethan Ling sat very straight as always, with no extra expression on her face to show him, her brows not even wrinkled, but her voice was as cold as ice and snow.
"Oh," Travis Ye stretched out his voice, sat on the back of the front seat, pressed the chair back and forth, and pretended to be suddenly enlightened, "I know, it can't be your---"
Ethan Ling was already in an irritable mood, and before he could finish, he threw a punch at his face, interrupting his speculation.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly attacked. Travis Ye was unable to dodge and was hit hard on the corner of his mouth. His mouth was instantly blue and red, and he tasted blood. He widened his eyes and rushed forward like an enraged lion, wrestling with Adrian Ling.
The first time they had a fight in the classroom, tables and chairs were overturned. Some students who had arrived early hid in a corner as if they had seen a ghost and watched the two of them fighting, but no one dared to intervene.
Both of them were injured and their movements were not very smooth. In the end, Ethan Ling, who was more seriously injured, was at a disadvantage. Travis Ye grabbed his neck and pushed him against the wall.
Travis Ye tightened his fingers, put them close to Adrian Ling's ear, gritted his teeth and threatened: "I'll let you go for the next few days, you better be careful." After that, he pushed him away with disgust, straightened his clothes, and returned to his classroom.
Adrian Ling straightened the fallen table and chair with a grim look on his face. When he sat back in his seat, he realized that his hands and feet were so cold that he couldn't even hold a book.
Leaves were blown off the treetops outside the window by the wind. He held the pages of the book in his hand, feeling angry and aggrieved but unable to find an outlet. He could only throw the book away, bury his head in his arms, and whispered: "... B@st@ard."
-
As class was approaching, students came into the classroom one after another, chatting and laughing. No one noticed Ethan Ling who was sitting in the corner. He supported his face with his hands and looked out the window at the trees swaying in the wind. In the distance, people were playing basketball on the field, and their laughter could be heard from far away.
The man whose face could not be seen clearly was wearing a red jersey. He dribbled the ball and made a layup. The basketball went into the hoop and fell to the ground, which seemed to fall on his heart, shattering his thoughts into pieces.
He has a bad personality and has been a loner since he was young. He even played ball with his classmates reluctantly. But he met Travis Ye on the court. He sprained his foot and was sent to the school clinic by Travis Ye. They have known each other since then. Travis Ye is full of energy, as if he can shine and get a lot of attention wherever he goes. This kind of person became his good friend with a strong attitude. They met every day, like a white ball that crashed into his life, hitting all the balls in his heart.
A green boy in a pure white shirt, being able to become close friends probably always brings love, but unfortunately, they are the exception.
As proud as he was, he hesitated for months before confessing his feelings, but when Travis Ye heard it, his expression was as if he had seen a stink bug. After that, when they met again, he could only punch him, and each punch hit him hard, little by little, knocking his love back into his heart, making him feel less emotionally closed, which was originally lacking.
It turns out that overwriting memories really works. Adrian Ling looked at the basketball hoop on the court, and the only thing in her mind was the person who caught her in a panic that night, then squatted down to check her ankle.
This made him feel safe and at ease.
He pursed his lips and thought about it for a few seconds. During these few seconds, his left hand acted without his brain's permission, took out his cell phone, unlocked the screen, and pressed the number with the note "Qi Sheng".
The cold electronic voice sounded every few seconds, and after three rings, the phone was connected: "Ayun?---"
-
Lucas Qi didn't drive here, but stood at the side door of the school waiting for him.
The child was not carrying a school bag, and his tie was untied and hung on his shoulders. He walked over slowly and had no expression on his face when he saw him. He said lightly: "Sorry, I suddenly don't want to go to school."
Lucas Qi pretended not to notice the redness and swelling on his finger bones and the marks on his neck. He thought about giving more properties to his elder brother to celebrate his birthday. He nodded indifferently: "I understand. Spring is not a good time to study. Where do you want to go? I'll accompany you."
He was having dinner with Lin Ruiyi when he received the call. They hadn't seen each other for several years, and their feelings had long since expired and deteriorated. They had just sat down and exchanged polite greetings. Before the appetizers were even served, they were in an awkward situation where neither of them had anything to say. Adrian Ling's call came at that time, and it was like a rescue. He ignored Lin Ruiyi's hesitation and said he had something urgent to do. He apologized, paid the bill, and called a taxi to rush to their school.
Adrian Ling looked back at the teaching building, then looked at Lucas Qi in front of him, and shook his head a little blankly: "I don't know where I want to go... I don't want to go home either."
There is Travis Ye at school and his home is cold and hostile. The city is so big but he doesn't know where to go, and the only person he can find is Lucas Qi in front of him.
It was rare to see a child looking so lost, Lucas Qi gently smoothed his hair and said in a gentle tone, "Then don't go home."
He could always calm her down easily. Ethan Ling felt a little calmer and thought about taking a drive to see the scenery. She glanced behind him with a surprised expression: "You didn't drive here? Where's your Bentley?"
"It's not mine, I've returned it." Lucas Qi was looking down at his phone and answered truthfully. He hadn't been back for a few years and didn't know where to go, so he had to send a message to ask Qi Xiao. As a result, Qi Xiao's words were not serious, and after a few messages, they turned into mutual teasing.
Ethan Ling realized that he was wearing a formal suit with Oxford shoes, a slim-fitting suit with dark patterns, a tie and laces in the same color, and a tie clip with cufflinks. He looked very elegant and there was nothing wrong with him. She thought he was going to meet another lover to return the car today, and then she saw him smiling at his phone. Her mood, which had finally calmed down, became a mess again, and she felt even more irritable and depressed. Even the warmth she had received from him seemed cheap, and she couldn't help but ruffle her hair with her hands, as if she wanted to wipe away Lucas Qi's touch.
He was in a depressed mood and touched his pocket, then remembered that he didn't bring cigarettes today. After enduring for a long time, he finally asked Lucas Qi for some in a bad tone.
Lucas Qi wanted to stop him, but seeing that he had messy hair and misty eyes, he knew that he was really in a bad mood, so he indulged him and took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and handed it to him.
He didn't smoke mint cigarettes originally, but seeing that Adrian Ling liked to smoke this kind, he unconsciously picked up this kind when buying cigarettes. It tasted icy and cool, not astringent or bitter, and had a child's taste.
Ethan Ling looked at the cigarette in his hand. There was a blue popping bead printed on the snow-white filter. It was the kind he was used to smoking. He was stunned for a long time and did not move for a long time. He looked up at Lucas Qi. He remembered that he did not smoke mint cigarettes.
"You still need me to light it for you, young master." Lucas Qi misunderstood and pretended to complain. He took out another cigarette from the box, crushed the popping bead, put it between his lips and lit it. He naturally brought it to Adrian Ling's lips, then took the unlit cigarette back from his hand and smoked it himself.
Ethan Ling watched his smooth movements, biting the cigarette between her lips blankly, not understanding how he could do such a seductive thing even when lighting a cigarette. Taking three steps for a three-step layup is a foul, so isn't it a foul for him to do this?
The cool mint smoke filled his lungs. Lucas Qi bit the cigarette B*tt, took off his suit jacket and put it on his arm. He loosened his tie, unbuttoned a few buttons, rolled up his sleeves, and complained to Adrian Ling casually: "I'm not used to wearing formal clothes. It's not comfortable at all. Being an adult is so tiring."
He was biting a cigarette in his mouth and speaking vaguely, as if he was acting like a spoiled child. Adrian Ling looked at Lucas Qi like this. He was always easy-going and relaxed, as if nothing could make him worry. People felt safe standing next to him. The afternoon sunlight shone on the diamond earrings on his ear bones. The broken diamonds sparkled, causing something in his heart to sparkle as well.
What is worrying him?
---I haven’t seen Lucas Qi yet, but I have now.
---Travis Ye is here to cause trouble. Who is Travis Ye?
---Lucas Qi has a lover, what does it have to do with him?
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