Lan Jia held Lin Zhi's rebellious hands and buried her head in her neck, panting with difficulty. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

His hair rubbed against Lin Zhi's neck, and she felt itchy.

Lan Jia's body was very clean and refreshing with a grass scent, and Lin Zhi knew that this was not the smell that a hooligan would have, so he didn't feel too scared.

In fact, Lan Jia didn't sit on anything but push her down.

After a long time, she felt that Lan Jia's strength had slackened, so she carefully pulled out a held hand, patted him on the back gently, and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, it's all over." ”

Lan Jia gradually relaxed, leaning on top of her, breathing evenly.

Lin Zhi was worried that he would fall asleep on top of him like this, so he called out his name softly: "Lan Jia, get up." ”

Lan Jia opened his eyes suddenly, met Lin Zhi's large, caring eyes, jumped up, and took two steps back.

"I, I'm ......" The golden light in his eyes had faded, but he was still speechless, and the few words he uttered were also soft.

"It's okay, don't you care." Lin Zhi was busy comforting him, and an alpaca ran over in his heart - obviously she was insulted, and she had to comfort him in turn!

When the two were struggling, the neckline of Linzhi's shirt had already collapsed, revealing most of the shoulders, and the delicate collarbone loomed in the moonlight.

Lan Jia watched as Lin Zhi stretched out his sleeve with a calm expression, wiping away the tears he had dripped on her collarbone, and her face flushed even more.

He muttered, "I'm sorry...... Sister Sesame. ”

Linzhi: "......"

She took a deep breath before resisting the urge to vomit blood, and asked angrily, "Do you know me?" ”

"Yes." Lan Jia said a word and lowered his head again.

Lin Zhi keenly noticed that Lan Jia was talking and his eyes were evasive, not just because he was shy. His frowning brow and clenched fists all proved that he didn't want to communicate with her much.

Autism.

Lin Zhi even came to a conclusion.

Factors such as lack of care and school violence may be the cause of autism in teenage children. Sick children are extremely reluctant to communicate with others, isolate themselves from the outside world all day long, and in severe cases, may have suicidal thoughts.

Lan Jia may have suffered from this condition because she was far away from her parents, lacked friends, and was bullied by her classmates.

Lin Zhi sighed softly and looked at him carefully for the first time.

Large, innocent eyes, long flickering eyelashes, a high nose, thin lips tightly closed—at present, only fifteen or sixteen years old, he is already a fresh embryo, and in another two years, he will grow into a demon.

She really didn't want such a teenager to commit suicide because of being bullied by Xiao Ling's gang, which was extremely unworthy and irresponsible.

But now is not the time to tell him the truth that "life is the highest price", and he can't listen to it.

Lin Zhi looked up and down and found that Lan Jia had a well-made but broken food box next to him.

"Is that your food box? It's so beautiful. She laughs.

Lan Jia smiled easily when she heard this, and carefully placed the food box between the two: "Do you also think it looks good?" They all said that this is only used by girls, and they are girly. ”

Lin Zhi unconsciously shook the corners of his mouth.

When the food box was closer, she noticed that the edge of the food box and the body were delicately outlined with delicate orchids, which were delicate and delicate - it was originally used by girls!

But she still violated her conscience and comforted: "I think it looks good, the orchid is corresponding to your surname, orchid." ”

"Thank you." Lan Jia smiled gratefully, and could see that he was much more relaxed, "This is a relic left to me by my mother, I always feel that she is still with me with this food box, but today they broke it." ”