moonlight lure

Seeing that there was only a glass of smoothie, Song Shiwei raised her eyes and asked, "Don't you want Jiajia to eat?"

The other party shook his head and Ji Yanchen said: "She is allergic to peanuts."

Seeing that she was having trouble with the amount of this large cup, he comforted her in a low voice: "You eat first, and give me the rest."

Song Shiwei relaxed and nodded, then took a small mouthful from a spoon and put it into her mouth. Then she discovered that Ji Yanchen had not lied to her. Their family really had nothing to talk about when they were together. The three of them ate for an hour, and the brother and sister only talked a few words about each other's work after returning to Beijing. Most of the time everyone eats his own food.

From their conversation, Song Shiwei vaguely pieced together that her sister is now living in the home of her sweetheart in Jingyan. The other person is a computer guru at Jingyan University. He was the top scorer in science in the college entrance examination. Now he has started a business and opened a studio, and he is doing very well. .

Song Shiwei was curious and asked the person next to her: "Is he in the same high school as us?"

Ji Yanchen nodded: "Yes, same level."

"What is your name?"

"Xie Zhan."

She bit her spoon thoughtfully, and he glanced at her profile: "Is there any impression?"

She nodded slowly: "Yes."

The person across the table also looked up. Ji Yanchen looked at her and asked quietly: "Why do you have an impression of him?"

Song Shiwei didn't notice the subtle changes in his eyes, and said matter-of-factly: "A top student, his name has been posted in the honor column all year round, and you can see it every time you pass by. Of course I have an impression."

She took a sip of watermelon juice, raised her face and continued: "You were right that day. He is indeed the kind of person who is naturally popular. At that time, all the girls around me liked him."

Ji Yanchen remained silent, the emotions in his eyes unclear.

Ji Jia glanced at his face and added the blow as if nothing had happened: "My parents have told you to study hard in high school, brother."

Not studying is the tragic end of having a crush on someone and they still have no impression of him after nine years.

Song Shiwei didn't understand the code words between their siblings, but she only felt that the yin and yang in their family must be a dominant gene. Seeing that he didn't reply for a long time, she turned her face and teased in a low voice: "Finally someone can cure you."

He was usually so eloquent when debating with her, but it turned out he also had a nemesis.

"Well, you should learn from her."

He rubbed her head with his big hand and said, "I'll get the fruit."

Looking at his back as he stood up and left, Song Shiwei vaguely noticed that his mood was a little abnormal.

But she felt that this shouldn't be the case. It was a fact that he had average grades, and it had been so long since he was a student, so he wouldn't still be so sensitive and caring, right?

Her eyes followed him and disappeared behind the screen. When she looked back, she found that the person in front of her was looking at her quietly.

Song Shiwei came back to her senses and looked squarely at the face of the person in front of her.

Her face profile is very similar to Ji Yanchen's, but the lines are softer. Their noses and lips are also somewhat similar. The biggest difference is their eyebrows. Her brother's eyes are longer and sharper, while her sister's eyes are larger and sharper. The tail is sharp and pointed, and the person is always quiet and a little shy, especially like a ragdoll cat.

No one can refuse a beautiful quiet kitten. Song Shiwei couldn't help but feel good about her. She smiled and said jokingly: "Your brother seems to care about his grades that year."

The other party said softly: "Because he was often compared with others by my mother since he was a child."

Song Shiwei paused: "Who are you competing with? The number one scholar?"

She nodded: "Yes."

Song Shiwei couldn't help but sigh, this requirement was indeed too high. However, parents can understand that they want their children to succeed, not to mention that two people of the same age grew up together since childhood, and their parents are also close, so it is indeed easy to compare them together. But in the mind of the person being compared, this is definitely an indelible childhood shadow. What’s more, the other person is still one of the top academics. In terms of grades alone, he was crushed and couldn’t stand up.

She pinched the straw in the cup and asked tentatively: "Were your brother's grades at that time very bad?"

Ji Jia whispered slowly: "Originally it was not very bad, just average, but because my mother always belittled him as useless, he gave up on himself for a year, and it took a lot of effort to catch up after that. During that year, we all thought he would only go to a technical school."

Song Shiwei was slightly startled when she heard this, and suddenly remembered that night on the balcony of her house, he lowered his head and laughed at himself, saying that his family did not have high expectations for him.

She was silent for a moment and then asked: "Then how did he cheer up later?"

"He has wanted to be in the Air Force since he was a child, but when he was in middle school, my mother scolded him, saying that he would never pass the exam, and smashed all his airplane models. After that, he never mentioned it again, and his grades were also poor. It plummeted.”

Ji Jia slowly recalled, "Then one day in high school he came back from school and suddenly said he wanted to take the Air Force exam, and he really started studying from that day on. We don't know why."

Song Shiwei listened blankly for a long time, then murmured in a low voice: "It's a pity that it was a little bit worse in the end."

The person in front of her looked at her quietly for a while, then spoke softly: "Not only did he almost fail the exam. The cut on his head was very deep and he lost a lot of blood. If he had been discovered later, he would have almost died. ”

This was a truth that Song Shiwei had not expected. She couldn't help but frown: "Why is this happening?"

Ji Jia shook his head: "The other party was a few gangsters with criminal records. This incident had a huge impact at the time. The school suppressed it and expelled the two students involved. Those students also entered the juvenile detention center."

Song Shiwei asked urgently: "I heard from his other friends that it was because he bullied his classmates?"

"That's what the police told my parents after the investigation. The cause was a girl."

The other party paused, and finally said, "My brother was hit hard by this incident, and we were all afraid that he would give up on himself again. Fortunately, he didn't, and he successfully joined the army, and he remains until now."

Song Shiwei held the cup in silence for a long time, as if something was blocked in her chest, which made her breathe heavily.

At this moment, the person next to me came back carrying two small plates of fruit. She came back to her senses, not wanting him to find out that the two of them were talking about him just now, she pulled her lower lip hard and raised her face: "Why did it take so long?"

Ji Yanchen sat down and placed the plates in front of the two of them: "There were too many people on Saturday, and the watermelons were gone. We had to wait in line for a while."

The three of them had almost eaten. Song Shiwei went to the bathroom to briefly touch up her makeup. When she came out, Ji Yanchen paid her bill and waited for her at the front desk.

The journey to the airport was smooth. Ji Yanchen carried her suitcase to the security checkpoint and asked her to send him a message after landing.

Ji Jia nodded, said goodbye to the two of them, took the suitcase and walked in.

On the way back, Song Shiwei silently observed the expressions of the people next to her. Although his behavior was no different from usual, she could clearly feel the silence and low pressure in his aura.

She was thinking secretly in her mind, and suddenly called him at a red light: "Ji Yanchen."

He looked at her: "Huh?"

She frowned: "My feet hurt."

The other party did not doubt that he was there. He leaned over and held her sprained ankle, rubbed it, and asked with concern: "Are you tired today? Did it hurt yesterday?"

Song Shiwei didn't answer, looking down at his profile. After not seeing her response for a while, he raised his eyes to look at her in confusion. She quickly lowered her head and kissed the end of his lips, and whispered a little warmly: "It won't hurt anymore."

Ji Yanchen was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help lowering his face and laughing.