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"Baked sweet potato skin." The boy said, "Small crispy meat is also delicious."

"Thank you." At this point, Ji Sinian can still remember that he just vented half of his emotions, and casually comforted him, "Don't be anxious, you can get as much as you learn, and Xie Hang also learned it." , there is no real genius in the world."

Wrapped in his clothes, he walked a few steps before he heard the boy whispering to himself: "Really?"

Fake, Xie Hang is a real genius.

All the way out, the cold wind blew most of his anger away, and the rest was inexplicable depression.

His imagination was all about what if, if they had been in the same school, if they had known each other then, what would have happened?

But infinite reverie only exists in the if, and it is another branch that can never be unlocked.

If one had to think along those lines, they seemed to be missing a lot, but there was nothing he could do about it.

The shops of the kinds of snacks that the boy recommended to him are quite lively. Although the students are still listening to lectures in the auditorium and not after school, there are already two or three passers-by buying them at this time.

This snack street is similar to the one at the entrance of Yigao, it is a road surrounded by a row of various small carts.

Ji Sinian stopped in front of each small stall for a while, and selected a few that were relatively satisfied with the hygienic conditions and food sales.

The parent-teacher meeting didn't last long, and it ended in less than an hour. Parents came out of the school one after another, and most of them were waiting outside. It seemed that the students' lecture in the auditorium hadn't finished yet.

Ji Sinian bought double copies of the ones he had chosen, and when he had both hands full, he waited for Xie Hang's call.

He hung things on hooks on the fence outside the school, and answered the phone tremblingly.

"I'm done, where are you?" Xie Hang asked.

His frozen fingers warmed up the moment he heard the voice, and Ji Sinian said, "Outside the back door."

"Outside?" Xie Hang was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it cold?"

"Cold." Ji Sinian gritted his teeth, "Quick."

Xie Hang smiled and said, "Go and sit in the coffee shop diagonally opposite."

"I'm carrying a lot of food here." Ji Sinian felt a little hungry after smelling the aroma, "it's a bit indecent to go into a coffee shop."

"It's okay." Xie Hang quickened his pace, "They used to sit there, and there will be no seats after school."

Hearing this, Ji Sinian immediately packed up the delicious food and walked over quickly.

None of them hung up the phone, he could hear Xie Hang's breathing through the receiver.

The decoration of this coffee shop is not very particular. At first glance, it looks like KFC. When he opened the door and walked in, the clerk glanced at the bags in his hand, and they were all busy.

Ji Sinian was still embarrassed when he entered the coffee shop with a bunch of grilled and fried food. After picking a seat by the window, he asked the waiter to take the menu.

"You have here..." He flipped through the menu and asked a question that seemed to be finding fault, "Do you have coffee-free?"

The waiter was silent for a moment, then turned the menu to the last page: "There are hot milk and chocolate."

"I want two cups of hot milk." Ji Sinian said bravely.

A cup of hot milk costing 15 yuan, he suspected that it was just canned milk to be heated, and the waiter brought it even before Xie Hang.

Xie Hang never drank coffee, saying that he would suffer from insomnia after drinking it, but Ji Sinian knew that he often suffered from insomnia even without coffee.

He took out a small box from the plastic bag, which contained the roasted vetch skin strongly recommended by the boys in the stadium.

Xie Hang opened the door and walked in halfway through the meal, followed by a few students in school uniforms talking and laughing, each of them carrying a bag of snacks.

"Where's Xie Zhou?" Ji Sinian asked with a small stick in his mouth.

"Let's go back first." Xie Hang looked at the pile of things on the table, "Why did you remember to buy these?"

Ji Sinian said: "Let's experience the life of an experimenter. It's too cold outside today, otherwise we have to go to the playground for a few laps."

He pushed the grilled cold noodles over: "No spicy ones."

There are also many shops in Andali that sell these snacks, but Ji Sinian still feels that the taste of this one surpasses everything in the past.

"I don't have cold noodles and playgrounds in my life." Xie Hang took a bamboo stick and tied a piece of sausage.

He usually doesn't go through the back door, and usually doesn't bother to go to the playground.

"If you knew me at that time, you would still have octopus balls in your life." Ji Sinian said.

"Will it be?" Xie Hang poked a small ball and walked away, "If you knew me at that time, you might hate me."

The octopus balls covered with sauce are still steaming, and the bonito flower sticks on them like a curly hair from the small balls.

Ji Sinian bit the chili seeds and drank a few mouthfuls of hot milk.

Maybe, at that time, I had no intention of falling in love, just staring at the top five every day, if I went to the same school as Xie Hang, he would probably be tortured madly.

"But we can go to class together." Ji Sinian said, "run exercises together, and go to the cafeteria to eat together."

Xie Hang gently blew on the little ball, and it took a long time before he said, "We can also be together now."

"It's different." Ji Sinian held his chin, "I don't see you wearing a school uniform, and... many of them are different."

The small balls are bitten off, and the squid tendrils are embedded in the dough.Xie Hang felt sore for a moment, he knew what Ji Sinian was regretting.

Regret was a novel emotion for him.

He had imagined countless times that he could go back to his childhood, make himself braver and more confident, and get rid of the expectations and doubts imposed on him.

But these are not regrets, they can be regrets, hopes, or even "questions imposed on the past" by him today, but they are not regrets.

But at this moment, he hoped that, as Ji Sinian said, they could go back to being classmates in high school a few years ago.

Regrets are all based on a certain wrong choice back then, but they obviously didn't go astray, and he still regrets not being able to mention the earlier fate.

He has long been used to accepting the established facts, the past is the past, and repeating it will only make people trapped in place.

Ji Sinian brought him too many new experiences, and these new experiences made him become a more lively person step by step.

After eating all the snacks on the table, the sky outside the window had already darkened, and the street lights hadn't been turned on yet, but the fronts of the row of coffee shops lit up their signs first.

"What did the parent meeting say?" Ji Sinian poked the paper bag with a bamboo stick out of boredom, "I didn't ask my mother much in high school."

"I call on parents to care more about students' mental health and reduce stress at the family level." Xie Hang said, "The content of each meeting is the same."

Even the class teacher was a little speechless.

Ji Sinian recalled: "I didn't hold parent-teacher meetings so frequently in my third year of high school, so holding meetings when I have nothing to do will bring pressure to the family."

"The experiment has always been like this." Xie Hang said, "Especially this year, the pressure is high. I heard that there is a student in the first high school who is very good."

"Why don't I know." Ji Sinian sneered, "Let Xie Zhou get rid of him."

The two chatted for a while, and did not pack up their things until all the street lights were on and prepared to leave.

The students who were sitting in the coffee shop had already gone back to their respective homes, Ji Sinian put his hand in Xie Hang's pocket, opened the door and went out.

"I'm back." He squeezed Xie Hang's finger, "Would you like to go back directly?"

"I'm going to... go talk to the doctor later." Xie Hang looked into his eyes, "Regularly."

Ji Sinian just remembered what the boy in the stadium said in the afternoon, he nodded, and moved closer to kiss the corner of his mouth.

A very innocent date, and a very innocent kiss.But Xie Hang's heart beat very fast, ever since he saw Ji Sinian at the coffee shop, Ji Sinian seemed a little different from usual.

He couldn't feel the specific source of this difference, and it seemed that it wasn't all regret for not knowing each other in high school.

Like a puppy running on the road, Ji Sinian accidentally bumped into a utility pole, and when rolling over with his head covered, he was hugged and rubbed his head.

It's unspeakably distressing.

The meeting with Lin Jing was still scheduled at the clinic, this time the door was not locked, the little assistant had just sent a person away, when Xie Hang arrived, he only saw a figure from the back, who did not look like a patient.

——It's very similar to the dean of the nursing home before, Yin Bo's father, it seems that he really has a deep personal relationship.

"It's so early." Lin Jing was making tea on the small wooden chair next to him. Seeing him coming, she handed the things in her hand to the assistant, "Come in."

There is floor heating in the clinic, and after sitting for a while, the cold air on my body was dispelled.

Lin Jing took out a pile of draft paper from the drawer, and Xie Hang saw a set of test questions that he had done many times.

"How are you doing recently?" Lin Jing asked, "How are you doing?"

Xie Hang gave an uncomfortably "hmm": "I'm not sick anymore."

Lin Jing flipped through the file without looking sideways, but still keenly aware of his reaction, she pressed the stack of tests to a place under the file where she couldn't see it.

"It's okay to be sick once, just like many children who have a serious illness after the college entrance examination, they have been relieved." Lin Jing said softly, "It's not easy."

The sound of making tea outside gradually stopped, and Xie Hang smelled the refreshing aroma of tea, and his tense nerves unconsciously relaxed slowly.

"I have something to ask, you mentioned...his question." When Xie Hang said this, there was some difficulty that he didn't realize, "Ji Sinian's question."

Lin Jing was not surprised, she still asked in that calm tone: "Did you quarrel?"

"No." Xie Hang said.

"I haven't seen him many times, and I don't know him completely. I can only judge through your subjective description, so my judgment is based on your perspective, do you understand?" Lin Jing said.

"Ah."

Lin Jing withdrew a little, restraining her seemingly strong posture: "So it's best for him to come in person, so that I can make my own judgments more accurate, and inaccurate conclusions cannot be entrusted to him. I also have to be responsible to him and to my own words, right?"

It was only then that Xie Hang realized that Lin Jing had misunderstood: "It's not that he wants to ask, I haven't told him, I just... want to know. Is it okay?"

Lin Jing stared at his face for a few seconds, then smiled: "That's it. As for Xiao Ji, it can't be said to be a problem, it's just some small flaws in character."

"En." Xie Hang closed his eyes.

"He is a very different child. Instead of indulging in the love of his parents, he has more and more strict demands on himself. This spontaneous high demand is almost the source of his anxiety in the third year of high school, and anxiety will make him He takes less."

Xie Hang thought of the ball of paper on the floor of the rental house, with the words "I always let people down" written on it.

He thought of Ji Sinian half-jokingly telling him that Nian Xia was surprised when he came out, after all, he had always been independent, and they hadn't talked and communicated for a long time.

Including rented houses-how can there be a third-year student who stays out all night?

"Not asking for it is another form of self-enclosure. Once there is no heart-to-heart communication, he will be lonely and feel insecure."

"This character of reducing demands is invisible magnified in feelings." Lin Jing said, "Think about it, as I said before, you were not honest with him, and you would hide many things from him, such as meeting Xie Cheng , Seeing Shen Rong, he felt it, but he never forced you to say it, right?"

Xie Hang took a deep breath, the knuckles of his tightly clenched hands turned white: "Yes."