They don't communicate much, like overly unfamiliar tablemates.

Song Jiazhu and almost all his table mates are like this, even the most enthusiastic classmates will give up making friends with him in the face of his polite refusal, and maintain the relationship with ordinary classmates.

But Lin Zhi was different from those people, he was more hateful than them.

Song Jiazhu looked at the textbook in his hand, but what appeared in his mind was the raspberry-colored pleated skirt drying on his balcony.

It was wrapped around the slender waist of the young man, and the skirt swayed with his movements, beautiful and glamorous, pure and depraved.

Legs rubbed, Lin Zhi leaned on his body, his palms were vaguely blocked due to his inability to concentrate, and leaned on his body to relieve himself.

Song Jiazhu didn't want to remember this, but the more he forced himself to forget, the more he seemed to go back to that night, the moment he opened his eyes, and when he saw those pictures, Lin Zhi's soft and rapid voice appeared in his ears.

The damp heat above his legs under the hem of his skirt impressed him more than any other autumn.

No one knew that Lin Weaving was so dark and hypocritical beneath his introverted and quiet surface, this was a secret that only he knew, and he would soon get out of this secret, and it would have nothing to do with Lin Weaving.

He will change to a different table, and his life will return to its former peace.

After self-study in the evening, Song Jiazhu walked towards the door.

Except for the first day, Lin Zhi did not wait for him to accompany him after class in the evening self-study, Lin Zhi already knew where he lived, so he would always ride a bicycle to his door first.

Song Jiazhu walked to the door of the unit building, but did not see the familiar bicycle next to him.

He walked up to the third floor, and he didn't see Lin Weaving, who was waiting for him with his arms in his arms at the door.

Song Jiazhu entered the house, put the schoolbag on the sofa in the living room, saw the sofa and the blanket that Lin Weaving had really covered closely, and planned to clean the sofa cover this Sunday, as for the blanket, it can be washed today.

At half past ten, Lin Zhi still didn't come.

The blanket was being dehydrated in the washing machine, and Song Jiazhu looked at the three clothes that had dried on the clothes pole, and took them off with a slight brow and put them on the sofa in the living room.

This is not an object that belongs to his domain, full of adolescent girls, more precisely, juvenile traces, and makes him feel awkward when he sees it.

Song Jiazhu didn't have a pillow on the sofa, he struggled for a while, but still folded the clothes, put them in a bag, and then put them in an inconspicuous place in the corner to ensure that he couldn't see them.

Song Jiazhu's heart suddenly felt a lot more comfortable, walked into the bedroom, and saw the message that Lin Zhi sent him.

[Lin Weaving]: I won't come tonight

It seems that Lin Zhi will be taken away tomorrow night.

Song Jiazhu didn't ask why, and he didn't reply.

There is nothing to do tonight, no need to listen to Lin Weaving, Song Jiazhu wanted to go to bed early, but found that his biological clock had been affected by Lin Weaving in this week, so he simply read a book and saw twelve o'clock.

When passing by the living room, he saw the broken black silk in the garbage can, took a few pieces of paper and threw them to cover it, tied the garbage bag and put it outside the door.

On the other side, Lin Zhi was learning sign language at home in front of the video.

Although it was interesting to see how Song Jiazhu sometimes secretly got angry because he couldn't talk to him, he still needed to have some communication with Song Jiazhu to let Song Jiazhu know that they could communicate.

The next Tuesday, Song Jiazhu found that Lin Zhi still hadn't come.

Lin Zhi sent him exactly the same message as yesterday, but Song Jiazhu still didn't reply.

He looked at the bag of clothes that he had placed in the corner, and wondered if Lin Zhi was already planning to finish tutoring.

It would be better if it was over quickly, even if he had kept the outfit out of his sight, but he always knew in his heart that it was still here, still in his house, and had not yet been taken by its owner.

Lin Zhi put away his mobile phone after sending the message, it was only ten o'clock in the evening, and the night in the city was still lively.

He set off from his home and went to the nearest florist.

The flower shop is brightly lit and has beautiful flower plants inside and out.

Lin Zhi watched purposefully, and heard a somewhat hesitant voice beside him.

"Lin Weaving?"

Lin Zhi raised his head and found that it was a classmate in the class, Liu Gao, the representative of the math class, a boy who wore glasses and gave people a very calm feeling.

They weren't very familiar, and Lin Zhi nodded as a greeting.

"This is my sister's flower shop, I sometimes come to help, what flowers you want to buy, what is the use, I can help you pick one."

Lin Zhi replied: "You can raise more meat this season. ”

Succulents are a common and well-cultivated plant, most people will choose to raise them themselves, but some people will directly pick a good-looking finished product in the flower shop.

"You can do all of these, but I recommend you to raise Jinhuangxing."

Liu Gao pointed to the brocade star in the small flower pot, the edge of the green leaf was pale red, very beautiful.

"It's so easy to raise that even first-time succulents can raise it, and it can raise an iridium for a few years."

Liu Gao didn't say a word, he felt that Jin Huangxing was very suitable for Lin Weaving.

It looks like a green plant that can drown in the crowd at a glance, but if you notice it, you will find that the red color of the leaf tips is very bright, and it is difficult to ignore.

Lin Zhi nodded and asked about the price.

Liu Gao quoted the price and told Lin Zhi the precautions.

"Otherwise, add a contact information, you can ask me any questions about flowers, and we are classmates, next time you buy it for you at a discount."

"Thank you."

Lin Zhi added contact information on social software to him and said goodbye to him.

Wednesday.

Even though Lin Zhi was sitting next to Song Jiazhu, Song Jiazhu didn't ask him if he would stop tutoring.

He was worried that according to Lin Zhi's character, he might have given up and would have deliberately continued.

After the evening self-study class, Song Jiazhu still did not see Lin Zhi's car under the unit building, nor did he see Lin Zhi at the door of the house.

He probably won't be here today.

Song Jiazhu has enough patience, in order not to continue to be entangled by Lin Weaving, in order to spend this month's agreement, he can wait for the midterm exam to return the clothes to Lin Weaving, so that they have no relationship with each other completely.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Song Jiazhu opened the door and saw Lin Zhi standing at the door.

Lin Zhi was still holding a pot of meat in his hand, and with the other hand pushed him away and entered his house.

"What are you seeing, you haven't seen you for a long time, have you?"

Lin Zhi looked at the time of his watch and said, "It's only ten minutes." ”

It's a familiar atmosphere that I haven't seen for a long time, and it's not the same as in school.

Song Jiazhu looked at Lin Zhi for a while, he should have been troubled and agreed to continue, but he found that he didn't seem to be particularly disappointed.

Probably thinking that things would not pass so easily, Song Jiazhu told himself this in his heart, but he didn't notice his fleeting sense of stability when he saw Lin Weaving.

"This is a thank you gift, thank you for coming to pick me up last time."

Lin Zhi put the pot of meat on the table in the living room, he brought it from home in the afternoon, and stored it outside the school, and just went to get it.

He deliberately didn't come for two days, in order to break Song Jiazhu's thinking inertia and let him guess whether he would come or not.

Song Jiazhu also needs to have some space and time to think about what happened to him.

Song Jiazhu wanted to shake his head and refuse, but he heard Lin Zhi say: "You are not allowed to lose it, if you lose one pot, I will send two pots, if you lose two pots, I will send four pots, if you don't open the door, I will put it at the door." ”

The boy looked at him with a crooked smile and said threatening words with this beautiful and innocent face.

Song Jiazhu's eyes fell on the nice succulent pot that bloomed, the edges of the green leaves were wrapped in pale red, without this color, it was so ordinary that it was not easy to attract people's attention, like green leaves that can be seen everywhere and not like flowers, but those bright reds make it extra attention-grabbing.

The appearance of this pot of flesh is really in line with the person who gave it away.

Song Jiazhu thought about Lin Zhi's current appearance, and this idea subconsciously appeared in his brain.

"I'll send you the precautions and care methods, you remember to take good care of it."

Lin Zhi subtly accented on 'care' and sat on Song Jiazhu's sofa.

How could there be such an arrogant and unreasonable person, who gave some thank-you gifts to himself, and asked him to take good care of them.

Song Jiazhu couldn't speak, sighed secretly, and started today's tutoring.

He sat across from Lin Weaving, keeping his distance from him, and he had been since the first day of tutoring.

After the tutoring, he handed the bag containing the clothes to Lin Zhi.

Life at school is dull and regular, and Lin Zhi has resumed his life of going to Song Jiazhu's house every day to tutor, but occasionally he will see that his mood is vacant for a day or two.

His life has also changed a little at school, although he still doesn't seem to have much presence, He Yuqing and the others often come to talk to him after class, and occasionally ask him to eat together.

Lin Zhi shared the candy sent by the original owner's parents from abroad to He Yuqing and her friends, and strengthened her friendship with them.

In mid-to-late October, there is a shortage of months.

When Lin Zhi went out in the evening, he saw the moon halo in the sky, and the inner infrared purple halo shrouded the moon, producing a quiet dreamlike beauty.

Many students and parents also saw it and looked up to admire it, and many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Lin Zhi didn't go first, waited until Song Jiazhu came out, followed him while pushing the bicycle, and asked him to look up at the moon.

Ordinary people will sigh at the beauty of this natural reaction, Song Jiazhu looked at it for a while, and wrote four words on the paper with a pen.

In the somewhat dim light, Hayashi Weaving could discern what he had written.

- It's going to be windy

The moon is faint and windy, and the ground is moist and rainy, this atmospheric optical phenomenon is an omen, formed by the refraction of ice crystals, and it is indeed about to blow soon.

Lin Zhi was clear, but still said softly: "Little mute, you are really not romantic at all. ”

Song Jiazhu didn't respond, he didn't need romance.

Sure enough, there was a strong wind during the night, and the doors and windows rattled.

Song Jiazhu thought that Lin Weaving would stay overnight, but Lin Weaving didn't.

He walked out of the room, and the sensor lights sounded in the hallway as his footsteps followed.

Song Jiazhu stood on the balcony and looked at the somewhat shaky figure riding in the wind.

After a while, he closed the balcony door, looked at the fleshy living room for a while, and entered the bedroom.

The wind was really strong at night, making Lin Zhi's way home a little difficult.