extremely dependent

After boarding the plane while waiting for take-off, Jian Xun took apart the red chocolate tin foil, pinched the chocolate with two fingers and put it into his mouth. When the crispy chocolate skin was crushed, the pulp core wrapped in it flowed into his mouth, sour and sweet. The sweet taste spreads in the mouth.

Today's chocolate is strawberry flavored.

It turned out to be a rare normal taste...

It's just that the taste is really suitable for the occasion.

The tip of Jian Xun's tongue pressed against the half-curved piece of chocolate that he had bitten open, and the bitterness of the chocolate passed from the tip of his tongue, dispelling the sweetness of the strawberry jam, but the sour taste in his mouth did not fade away.The reluctance that had been suppressed in his heart was now soured by the taste buds, and he saw someone walking in the aisle from the corner of his vision. He raised his hand to support the mask, and turned his head to look out the window.

The person who came sat down beside him, Jian Xun didn't look back, the person seemed to be writing and drawing something with a pen and paper.

Jian Xun listened to the rustling sound of his pen tip falling on the paper, and looked sideways at the airport staff who were carrying luggage outside the window.

After a while, the sound of the person next to him stopped writing, and a piece of post-it note in the shape of a peach heart was handed to him.

Jian Xun was stunned for a moment, and his eyes moved involuntarily to the note paper in front of him - a Q-version small figure with two heads wearing a mask and looking sideways out of the window appeared on the paper.Followed by a row of neat pencil writing: You forgot to bring me.

Jian Xun raised his head suddenly, and Ji Weijue was sitting beside him looking at him, and said with a soft smile, "So I followed here by myself."

Jian Xun couldn't recover, he took the note from Ji Weijue's hand in a daze, a little surprised: "Why do you..."

"I'm still on winter vacation, and school won't start until more than half a month away." Ji Weijue withdrew his hand and rubbed his nose, pretending to be nonchalant, "It's so boring to be here alone... I just thought, going back to China to play for a few days seems like It's also in time."

The soreness and reluctance in Jian Xun's heart stopped abruptly. He stared at Ji Weijue for a long time and was speechless, but suddenly thought of something. He frowned and asked, "Where is Bao Xun?"

Ji Weijue said: "At the Japanese classmate next door to me, I asked him to help take care of Xunbao for a while."

Probably because he was worried that he was worried, Ji Weijue hurriedly put away the note pad on his lap, fumbled in his pocket for a long time before taking out his mobile phone, and then found out the small video of Xunbao sent by the classmate who was raising him just now, and showed it to Jian Xun , while explaining: "His family has a lot of cats, and he helped me pick out all the things I prepared before Xun Baolai, brother, don't worry."

Jian Xun looked at Xun Bao who was quickly adapting to the new environment on the screen and having fun on the cat climbing frame, and then he relaxed a little, and replied: "Yeah."

Forget it, he glanced at Ji Weijue who was empty-handed again, and asked, "Where's your luggage?"

"That, I didn't bring it." Ji Weijue carefully observed the expression on Jian Xun's face, and blinked innocently, "Can I wear brother's?"

Jian Xun glanced at him, and Ji Weijue tentatively reached out and touched his hand: "Brother? Are you angry?"

Seeing that Jian Xun pursed his lips and said nothing, Ji Weijue simply grabbed Jian Xun's hand, leaned over and lowered his voice to promise: "I won't cause trouble for my brother, if you don't want me to follow me, you can go home for a few days, Give me a call when you miss me, and I'll show up right away!"

Listening to the grievance in his tone, Jian Xun snorted coldly, withdrew his hand from him, and squinted at him: "Then what kind of farewell are you playing with me these two days? "

"Cough," Ji Weijue coughed dryly, his eyes dodged a little, he lowered his eyes slightly to avoid his gaze, his voice was weak, and he was a little guilty, "I originally wanted to give you a surprise, but in the end, I got into the drama after acting ..."

"..."

Jian Xun turned his head out of the window without looking at him speechlessly, Ji Weijue pulled his hand quietly again, but Jian Xun didn't pull his hand back this time, and let him go.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Ji Weijue pulled his hand into his arms and played with his fingers, and said stickily, "I don't want to stay with you for a few more days."

Jian Xun didn't speak, and after a while, he sighed softly, hooked his fingers around Ji Weijue's index finger and pulled it, parted his lips lightly, and said, "Waste of emotion."

Ji Weijue couldn't help laughing, pulled his hand to his lips and kissed it, coaxing: "I was wrong."