Postscript -

Finally, Xu Zhiyuan went to attend Lin Ji's funeral. There were very few people at Lin Xi's funeral, and there was no one else except Lin Xi's relatives and parents, as well as him.

Xu Zhiyuan lowered his head and kissed the black-and-white photo with Lin Xi's smiling face, and a tear from his left eye fell on the calla lily he sent.

"It's a pity. I haven't taken you to see the sunrise and sunset, wait for the wind to come, and walk the rest of the way together. He rested his head on Lin Xi's photo.

――

Xu Zhiyuan was a little tired and uncomfortable.

The spring breeze blows Revlon: [Lin Ji in the article did not go to chemotherapy in order to watch Xu Zhiyuan's basketball game.

Accelerates the deterioration of the condition.

Coupled with Xu Zhiyuan's negligence in participating in the Olympiad competition, under the words of those girls, Lin Xi's psychology has already had a big problem. The mood also became very depressed and suffered from depression, but Lin Ji didn't let Xu Zhiyuan know, and even said that it was fine.

"Let's work together in the future, Lin Xi."

"Okay."

…… What a ghost.

How to refuel without you. 】

Holding the sun and the moon and picking the stars: [Two people who love each other stumble and miss. 】

Flower Fairy Magician Late Summer: [Why are you all so literary, I'll come!] I wish the rich people in the world will eventually become married, and the rich people will witness it with their own eyes. 】

There is no new crayons: [Hahahaha, upstairs directly spoiled the atmosphere.] 】

You're a blushing ghost! : [But it's really depressing.] Woooooooo Lin Ji and Xu Zhiyuan, seniors who want to go to Kangkang's reality. 】

I'm the craziest in the green grassland: [Upstairs +1]

I don't like this world:【+10086】

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Lin Ji lay on the bed after washing, thinking about how to divide the plate classification of "Realizing the Chinese Dream and Growing Together". At this moment, Lin Xi didn't know that she had become a little popular on Weibo, Lin Xi was fighting with the pencil, Lin Xi bit the pen, but she couldn't draw what she wanted.

Lin Ji inexplicably thought of Xu Zhiyuan, and Lin Ji typed and asked him: [Xu Zhiyuan, do you know how to draw? 】

[You say acrylic, oil painting, drawing, gouache, white drawing, landscape, mural, abstract or what?] 】

Lin Ji was surprised: [Xu Zhiyuan, do you know all this? 】

[I know a little bit about it.] 】

So what is Lin Ji struggling with?!! Lin Ji just shook his hand and quit. Lin Ji put paper and pencil on the bedside table, and the phone rang when she was about to go to bed.

It's Xu Zhiyuan.

[What do you think of this story?] 】

[It's good,] Lin Ji thought about it and typed back to him, [The ending is actually a bit hasty, I guess I don't want to code words. 】

“……”

Lin Ji gave this explanation.

[Good night, peony flower. 】

[Good night. 】

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Xu Zhiyuan and Lin Ji were preparing to draw a blackboard newspaper during the self-study class, and Lin Ji was also planning to go back and take his mobile phone to copy a piece of content about the Chinese dream. Xu Zhiyuan drew a template and handed it to Lin Ji, and there were four people on it who were a bit Q version.

Xu Zhiyuan and Lin Ji were on the left and right sides of it.

Qi Yu and Fu Zhe are in the two corners below.

Lin Ji felt that the Q version of Xu Zhiyuan was very kawaii, so she decided to draw this.

Coincidentally, the template drawn by Xu Zhiyuan took the time of one class, and it was dinner time after class.

Lin Xi paddled the tires of the wheelchair with her hands to feel the summer breeze outside, the wind blew on her face very comfortably, and it also blew Lin Xi's hair, Lin Xi closed her eyes and quietly felt the wind.

Drawing on a blackboard is much more difficult than drawing on paper, and chalk is much thicker than pencil, and many details are not as detailed as on paper. So Xu Zhiyuan drew very slowly when he drew on the blackboard, and Lin Ji sat in a wheelchair and watched Xu Zhiyuan draw.

The Creator is so eccentric.

Lin Xi sighed.

Xu Zhiyuan stood on a stool and drew the Q version of Lin Xi.

Lin Ji handed Xu Zhiyuan chalk of different colors on Xu Zhiyuan's side, and ordinary people Lin Ji could see a double chin when he looked up, but Xu Zhiyuan had no dead ends, a sharp jaw line, an imaginary Adam's apple, and no fat on his neck. The work of the Creator. Lin Xi sighed again.

Lin Ji remembered a comment she saw on Weibo: [The clay figure thrown out by Nuwa applied to call the creator. 】

Another person replied to him: "The Creator has rejected your call. 】

Lin Ji laughed out loud when she thought of this.

Xu Zhiyuan looked down at Lin Ji, a little helpless: "What's wrong?" ”

Lin Ji didn't think about replying to Xu Zhiyuan, "Nuwa's clay figure." ”

Xu Zhiyuan was a little confused, "Me? ”

Lin Ji reacted, "Ahh I said I. ”

At this time, there were still people in the classroom, but no one noticed the movement of the blackboard newspaper in the back, and if they did, they would be surprised.

Their squad leader Lin Ji, who was able to write and martial arts, actually stammered.

Xu Zhiyuan thought about it, found the center of gravity, squatted down, and reached out to touch Lin Xi's steal.

Lin Xi was like a frightened rabbit, but she didn't dare to move.

Lin Ji heard Xu Zhiyuan chuckle, "It's not ugly, it's good-looking." ”

Everything is quiet, and only the breeze is left to answer.

"It's not ugly, it's beautiful."

？？！！

Lin Ji blew up.

Xu Zhiyuan, who was squatting, was still more than ten centimeters taller than Lin Ji, who was sitting, and Lin Ji raised his eyes to see Xu Jiyuan's slightly messy hair yesterday because of his poor sleeping posture.

Xu Zhiyuan drank the wrong medicine?!

Or is it Lin Xi, she has traveled to yesterday's fandom?!

In the end, Lin Xi forcibly comforted herself, saying that this was just a comfort after living together for a few months.

"Thank you." Lin Ji heard her voice clearly, and now Lin Ji was lying on the bed, covering her face with a pillow.

God's shame.

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"Lin Xi, I'm going to check this blackboard newspaper next Monday. Have you done a good job with Xu Zhiyuan? It's not done, I have a classroom key here, you take it, and then this Friday after school, you can leave when you're done, remember to lock the door for me. ”

Lin Ji pointed out her doubts, "Can't you do it again when you come on Monday?" ”

Li Hui: "Monday is not enough, because this judge may arrive at eight o'clock. ”

Lin Ji had no choice but to agree.

There were no self-study classes on Wednesday and Thursday, Xu Zhiyuan and Lin Ji didn't draw blackboard newspapers, and there would have been a group left to clean up on Friday, such as cleaning windows, wiping blackboards, mopping the floor, sweeping the floor, and so on. But since Li Hui asked them to start cleaning 20 minutes earlier on Friday, the classroom is empty now, and there are only two people, Xu Zhiyuan and Lin Ji.

Fu Zhe and Qi Yu had already waved to Lin Ji and said 886, and they ran fast.

Xu Zhiyuan was looking for yellow chalk to draw the color of clothes, Lin Ji handed him the yellow chalk, Xu Zhiyuan took it, and said "thank you".

The root of all evil!

"Thank you."

Lin Ji didn't have a very big effect because of the bandage on her feet, so she could only help Xu Zhiyuan hand over some chalk of different colors, and Lin Ji originally planned to write the words on the blackboard below, but after thinking about it, didn't Xu Zhiyuan also learn calligraphy? So Lin Ji gave up directly and stayed aside to give Xu Zhiyuan a hand.

To be precise, the completion of this blackboard newspaper is entirely due to Xu Zhiyuan.

In the end, Lin Ji asked Xu Zhiyuan to change the "Yuan" in "Loving the Chinese Dream and Growing Up Together" to Xu Zhiyuan's "Source".

Although Xu Zhiyuan was a little confused, he still changed it.

"Originating the Chinese Dream, Growing Together"

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Lin Ji was pushed home by Xu Zhiyuan.

Xu Zhiyuan, who was chatting boredly on the road, exposed his true nature, and asked Lin Ji to agree to a condition for him.

"Student Lin, the head teacher asked you to draw a blackboard newspaper, and I am the assistant. Now how did it become that I drew the blackboard newspaper, and you assisted me? ”

Lin Ji was a little short of words, "That...... Shall I treat you to a meal? ”

"Promise me to go."

A meal, a mobile phone, a month's rent, she Lin Xi is not nothing, Lin Xi thought so, and agreed.

"Okay, so what's your request? Don't overdo it. Lin Ji didn't care.

Xu Zhiyuan blinked, "I haven't thought about it yet." ”

"Okay," Lin Xi sighed, "Then you've thought about it, remember to tell me." ”

The two days of weekends always pass quickly, and Xu Zhiyuan is still a tutoring part-time tutoring part-time.

And Lin Xi is bored waiting for someone to write a new fandom, so that Lin Xi can make a joke about the source of paper.

However, this session of netizens all said that because of the illness, the possibility of the ending being HE is too small, and they don't want to abuse themselves, so except for the article "God Loves All Beings, But Only He Can't Protect Her", there is no fandom that satisfies Lin Xi.

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On Monday, the leader saw the blackboard newspaper drawn by (Xu) Lin (paper) (Yuan), his eyes lit up, and he was definitely an extraordinary person who could draw so many details with chalk.

In the middle of the blackboard newspaper is a scene of a person running to the end and passing through the horizontal bar, which is obviously a static picture, but (Xu) Lin (paper) Ji (Yuan) painted the whole picture alive, as if in the next second, its companion would hold him and throw him into the sky. Shouting loudly to the sky: "We are the first place, we are the first prize!" It's awesome, it's so wow! ”

Lin Xi was a little uneasy, but Lin Ji on her face was very calm, a little more calm, and the wind was light.

"What do you think of changing 'circle' to 'source'? Aren't you afraid that we will say that you are changing randomly? ”

The leader in front of him looked like he was forty or fifty years old, looking very senior, wearing a sapphire suit and a big belly. The hairstyle is bald Mediterranean, and Lin Xi couldn't help but complain in her heart: Are the leaders of the country like this? Why is it unified across the country? This thing.

Lin Xi is still taller than this obese Mediterranean, Lin Xi forced down the embarrassment in her heart: "'Dream' and 'Source Dream' are homophonic, the successful completion of the Chinese dream, and the ideal comes from the Chinese dream, I personally think that the relationship between the two is different, and now the ideal should be regarded as the Chinese dream, so I changed the word last time." I hope the leaders don't mind. ”

"I myself like this poem, 'Ask the canal to be as clear as possible?' For there is a source of living water. Because the Chinese dream will be the source of all things, and the cycle will continue to grow. ”