Chapter 042 The Reality of Hypocrisy
"This is the end of this regular club meeting, and the meeting is adjourned."
"Jiang Yizhe, you stay, I have something to say to you privately."
Under the wave of members who hurriedly packed up and left the activity room, Jiang Yizhe's sitting figure was motionless, looking a little depressed, and the senior who had just spoken leaned on the chair of the conference table and looked at him silently.
The earnest light in his eyes seemed to give him time to speak.
One second, two seconds......
In the blink of an eye, only the two boys were left in the activity room.
"Is there any special circumstance that can't come?" The senior stretched out his thick lips and teeth, and his words of repeated polishing and polishing revealed his importance to Jiang Yizhe's ability.
"Is it convenient to talk to me?"
The senior holding the mineral water bottle sat next to Jiang Yizhe, unscrewed the cap, and suddenly there was a gurgling sound of drinking water from his mouth.
"Actually, it's nothing ......," Jiang Yizhe couldn't tell him that the decision was made intuitively.
"Yizhe, you should know that there can't be any mistakes in the performance activities planned by the club next year, right?"
"I know that." Jiang Yizhe, as a minister, certainly knows what to expect.
The school-level performance that will be carried out at the end of the winter vacation next year can attract newcomers and prepare for the next club recruitment.
However, this will take up most of his winter break, and he will hear from ministers from other departments who need to concentrate on training camps for a week. If it is messed up, the number of students in the community may suffer a huge landslide.
But Jiang Yizhe's perfunctory answer made him a little unhappy:
"I'm afraid that next year's recruitment of new clubs will be as upset as this year, and I think you can be qualified for this position."
"Senior, why don't you find someone else to choose, I really ......"
"Huh?"
ββ¦β¦ It's okay, when I didn't say it. Jiang Yizhe stopped buttoning his fingernails.
"It's not too late to get back to me when you've thought about it, or I'll give you a week to think about it." The senior put an application form on the table, and his movements were as soft as his voice, "If you still don't want to in a week, I'll think of another way." β
Jiang Yizhe nodded in response.
"Look, it's He Xiao!" The screams of roommate Chen Bowen suddenly broke into Jiang Yizhe's mind, interrupting the memories.
"Xiaoxiao? Where is it? Jiang Yizhe looked around, and the surprise on his face was quickly diluted by time.
"Hahahaha, I'll just say, as long as his girlfriend is mentioned, Ah Zhe will definitely be very excited." Chen Bowen's words were meant for Li Yan.
"No kidding." Jiang Yizhe's gaze was like a torch.
"Sorry, no, no, no."
ββ¦β¦β
"But I always think it's weird, it's really not like you, Ah Zhe, just like that guy."
"Ah, I'm done with the drink, I'll go to the fryer and get the bottle first." Li Yan put down his chopsticks and walked to the upright refrigerator of the food stall and handed out a bottle of iced Coke.
"Just do what you want."
"Come on, come on, cheersβ"
*
Jiang Yizhe walked in the cool breeze of early autumn and watched the shadows of the trees, and the dappled sunlight and light cast from the camphor trees, bringing warm light to this campus.
Out of the school gate, he took a bus to the Jinxia community, downstairs of He Xiao's unit.
"Hello aunt, I'm looking for He Xiao."
"It's a philosopher." He Mu's kind voice has not been reduced by half a point through the walkie-talkie.
Groov.
When you take down the access control phone upstairs, the security door of the unit building is automatically unlocked.
Soon, Jiang Yizhe took the fresh fruits he bought from the fruit store and went upstairs to the door of He Xiao's house.
"Auntie, I brought some fruit to see He Xiao, if you don't mind, please accept it." Jiang Yizhe first read the words he had thought about in his heart before he spoke safely.
"Oh, let Yizhe bother you, come in and sit down."
But before he could enter the door, he collided with the smell of cigarettes.
"It turned out to be Xiaoxiao's boyfriend." Seeing the familiar guests visiting, Father He quickly put the cigarette on the ashtray, extinguished his head, and got up to greet the guest.
"What kind of boyfriend, they're just Xiaoxiao's classmates, right?" He Mu was very unhappy when she rushed to speak.
Jiang Yizhe didn't want to add to the trouble, so he nodded affirmatively along with her question: "Hello uncle." β
"Well, hello."
"By the way, aunt, Xiaoxiao...... I mean, how is she now? Jiang Yizhe realized that something was wrong, and immediately changed his name to another name.
"Xiaoxiao's illness is much more serious than the last time you came, and she sometimes doesn't go out for two or three days, and she doesn't eat a bite of food." He Mu closed her eyes in disdain.
This door in He Xiao's room seals the comings and goings, and there are still people's hearts. Jiang Yizhe stood at the door and felt that the hearts of the two were already separated by a distance from the suspension bridge, and the more they wanted to get closer to each other, the more the suspended bridge was crumbling.
"He Xiao, are you in there?" Jiang Yizhe knocked on the door and said, "Can you hear me?" β
Squeak.
The door of the room was opened as desired, and the furniture and everyday objects that greeted me had long since changed.
The ocean-blue room no longer has the original minimalist style, and the floor is dirty but still eye-catching. Everything with a point, such as a table corner or a knife, was either put away by her parents or tightly wrapped in duct tape.
The bay window was also nailed to the openings by wooden planks, leaving only small gaps for ventilation in the room.
The eyes that bypassed He Xiao's glance and glanced at the interior finally returned to her, staring at her simply, Jiang Yizhe was silent for a long time. He Xiao in front of him was so hungry that he needed to eat.
Jiang Yizhe subconsciously took a few steps back, as if stepping on a dead branch in the treetops, He Xiao's attention was immediately shifted to him.
"Xiaoxiao, is that you?" Jiang Yizhe looked at He Xiao dryly, his emaciated and weak face was enough to make his heart undergo a thousand knife cuts.
All of a sudden, the girl was so strange.
*
"Ahh Xu Zhengchen was sitting in the restaurant of Youwei, feeling uncomfortable with the thick nasal voice that came with speaking.
"Got a cold?" Zhang Yufeng said happily.
"It feels like someone is talking badly about me behind my back, saying I'm stupid or something. Ahh β
"I said you, being young is not a capital to squander at will." Zhang Yufeng handed a cup of hot water and a box of cold capsules to the table where he was sitting.
Later, he added: "Especially in a big winter like this, if you are not careful, you may make yourself sick." β
"It was just an accident." Xu Zhengchen took the water cup with both hands and blew the wisps of hot air on the cup with his mouth.
"You go out on a date with the little girl and have a good time, why don't you pay attention to your body? I don't wear much either. β
"Who said I was wearing too much." Xu Zhengchen pulled the blue sweatshirt he was wearing, and pointed to the trousers underneath.
"The nasal voice is like this, what are you still holding onto?" Zhang Yufeng let go of his hands crossed in front of his chest, and then slapped his palms on Xu Zhengchen's hair and rubbed them back and forth a few times.
"Lightly, it hurts me to death, you stinky uncle."
"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do when you come to me this time?"