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Chapter 39 Confession.

Before, Jiang Xing ate mostly improvised meals, so he ate very quickly, but this time he ate very slowly.It's just that no matter how slow it is, there will eventually be an end.

Grandpa Ji and Grandma Ji are getting old, they eat early and go to bed early, and they will go to bed at about five or six o'clock.Ji Xu urged them to go to rest, and took over the job of washing dishes himself.

Jiang Xing didn't want to be idle either, so he went to the kitchen with Ji Xu, wanting to help wash the dishes, but it was cold and cold, he just cleaned one when Ji Xu saw his red hands from the cold, and rushed him out .

"Stay in the house! It's your birthday today, don't be too busy, go in quickly."

After saying that, he slammed the kitchen door.

Jiang Xing couldn't, so he had no choice but to enter the room, took out two pieces of paper to wipe his hands clean, and after a while, his hands warmed up.

Unlike him, Ji Xu took off his down jacket which was already hot after eating, and just casually put it on a chair, looking rather uncomfortable.

This guy, don't you know that winter clothes are not easy to wash?

Jiang Xing walked over to Ji Xu's down jacket, picked it up, patted it, and planned to put it on the hanger next to him, but when he shook the clothes, a familiar booklet popped out of the down jacket.

"..."

Jiang Xing paused.

This notebook is very familiar, it was the second time he picked it up, but when he picked it up, it seemed to be heavier than last time...it was also much worn out.

He lowered his eyes and stroked the cover of the small book with his fingertips.

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In the past few days, the temperature of the clouds has dropped sharply. During this gap, light snow began to float outside, and a layer of snow fell on the ground.

When Ji Xu came back from washing the dishes, he still didn't look cold, and was even steaming. He brought in two cups of warm honey water.

"Drink a cup at the same table to warm up, and go out with me later."

Jiang Xing sat on the chair, his eyes fell on the clean table, he seemed to be in a trance, he didn't hear Ji Xu's return for a while.

"Deskmate?"

At the second sound, Jiang Xing suddenly blinked, and then looked at Ji Xu: "...What did you just say?"

Ji Xu: "What are you thinking, I mean, go out with me after drinking honey water," he smiled, "I haven't given you my gift yet."

He subconsciously looked at the back of the chair, then the smile on his face froze for a moment, and he looked around at his down jacket that had only been hung on the wall for a week.

Ji Xu walked over in two or three steps, reached out to wipe his pocket twice, and found a hard notebook, but his expression was still somewhat nervous, and he looked at Jiang Xing as if nothing had happened: "My clothes...?"

Jiang Xing: "It fell to the ground just now, I helped you hang it up."

His expression was indifferent, and there was no sign of anything wrong.

Ji Xu heaved a sigh of relief, and finally swallowed his heart back into his stomach.

Jiang Xing held the cup of warm water and drank it in one gulp, dispelling all the coldness from his body.After drinking, he was led by Ji Xu and went out.

"where are we going?"

Ji Xu took his hand and smiled back: "It's always a good place."

"Oh, by the way, it's snowing outside, bring an umbrella," he picked up a transparent umbrella at the door——

This kind of umbrella is the cheapest, but the workmanship is not very good, but it is perfect for this kind of windless and snowy weather.

Ji Xu himself has been using this umbrella since he met him, but the ones he bought for Grandpa Ji and Grandma Ji are all old-fashioned thick big black umbrellas, enough to completely cover the two elderly people holding hands.

It's just that Ji Xu's plastic cheap umbrella is too small, and it is very reluctant to accommodate two tall teenagers, so Ji Xu can only "reluctantly" rely on his weak height advantage to wake Jiang Xing up. Hugging very close, completely blocking the not-so-cold Xiaoxue outside.

The sky outside became dark, but not completely dark. Against the backdrop of the light snow, it was like a drop of ink smudged in the white mist, making everything around it clean, hazy and soft.

Tiny snowflakes stepped on the feet, making a slight sound.

When he was about to reach the destination, Jiang Xing's eyes were covered by Ji Xu.

"Just put up with the tablemate for a while, don't beat me up, it's really coming soon," the heat from Ji Xu's words touched Jiang Xing's ear gently, as if he sensed the stiffness of his body, "You can come again Come closer to me, I won't let you fall."

Jiang Xing didn't want to hit someone, nor was he afraid of falling, it's just...the two of them are too close now.Through the thick clothes, he couldn't feel Ji Xu's heartbeat, but he could clearly feel Ji Xu's body temperature.

The snowflakes that fell on the tips of his hair were melted into a light mist by the temperature behind him.

The emotion that has been entrenched in his heart for two months, gradually growing but ignored by the master, was easily hooked out during this meal tonight, probing, hesitating, and wanting to break out of the ground.

Jiang Xing calmly pressed it back.

He pursed his lower lip, "...is it almost there?"

Ji Xu behind him didn't speak, so the sound of normal breathing became obvious.

After a while, Ji Xu stopped: "It's here."

He was worried that Jiang Xing would be uncomfortable, so he covered his eyes lightly, so his fingers were not tight.

At this time, the warm and thin light passed through the gap between his fingers and landed on Jiang Xing's drooping eyelashes, like scooping up a spoonful of stars.

Ji Xu let go of him, Jiang Xing was very obedient, he kept his eyes closed without saying anything.

really well behaved...

In fact, before at the dinner table, he could see the reaction of his tablemate.

A bowl of ordinary longevity noodles and a blessing from an elder can make Jiang Xing's eyes red. He thought he was hiding it well.

But no, even his carefree grandfather noticed it, so he gave Jiang Xing a few more dumplings to Jiang Xing who had been eating noodles with his head down.

He had heard Jiang Xing mention his family's affairs several times, and combined with what happened today, he couldn't help feeling distressed.

Ji Xu reached out and flicked the snow that fell on Jiang Xing's down jacket, "Open your eyes, my tablemate."

In front of it is an osmanthus tree with a thin layer of snow on its branches. The leaves have already fallen off, but at this time, people are entangled with small warm yellow lights all over the tree.

On the treetops and branches, there are also small stars of various colors strung together, as well as a fluorescent card that says 'Jiang Xing, cute, happy birthday'——

It's like a blackboard with words written on it with a highlighter.

There are also two small people in school uniforms holding hands, as well as many big smiling faces and hearts.

The warm yellow lights fell on the thin snow and the benches on the ground. From a distance, it seemed to be covered with a layer of light broken gold.

It's really like a star has fallen to the ground.

Reflecting the light snow falling quietly from the night sky, in this quiet and distant small city, weaving into a somewhat dreamy fairy tale.

Jiang Xing didn't speak for a long time.

The dark brown pupils reflected the scenery here, and the soft warm light shone into the eyes, melting those beautiful eyes into a color like honey.

The people around him stood beside him, held an umbrella for him, and looked at him without blinking.

There is no wind, only snow falling quietly.

Ji Xu grabbed Jiang Xing's hand, "I'll take you inside to have a look."

The warm yellow light is very simple, but the little star is a bit troublesome.

Little Xing Xing was taught by Jiang Xing to fold, and he secretly folded without telling Jiang Xing. In two months, he only had time on weekends, and there were a lot of broken ones, not to mention stringing up the stars and hanging them on the tree.

Strings are also very particular, one or two strung together, and a dozen strung together, the effect of hanging on the tree is completely different, the former is more beautiful, but also more troublesome, he is bald and his grandma makes clothes Wire.

But fortunately, hard work pays off.

Under the warm light and falling snow, the little stars swayed gently.

Ji Xu stopped, and as if conjuring again, he took out a pair of gloves: "Jiang Xing, happy birthday, this is my present for you."

Jiang Xing's eyes fell on the gloves he was holding.

The two gloves are different in size visible to the naked eye. They are knitted in warm yellow, and there is also a white kitten and a puppy dog ​​of the same color knitted on it. I don’t know what breed it is for a while, but it looks like a Samoyed.

Ji Xu coughed lightly, a little embarrassed: "This... I knitted it myself, I learned from my grandma, I tried my best... But it's still a bit ugly."

It's not that he never thought about buying an expensive gift for Jiang Xing, but after much deliberation, he still wanted to give a practical, meaningful gift that would make Jiang Xing think about him all the time.

Seeing that Jiang Xing hadn't spoken for a long time, Ji Xu's ears turned red, but instead he snorted and put the gloves on Jiang Xing's hands very unreasonably.

"It's useless to be ugly, anyway, I've done everything, cough, if you really don't like it..."

"I like."

Ji Xu paused.

Jiang Xing put on the gloves and looked up, "I like it very much, thank you, Ji Xu."

He looked around, "... very few people remember my birthday."

It is impossible for the Su family to hold a birthday party for him like his younger siblings. Even as an outsider who has no blood relationship with the Su family, his birthday can only be ignored if such an awkward relationship exists for a day. even forgotten.

Because it will destroy the happy home after the second marriage.

At first his mother still remembered, but six years ago she was one day late to say happy birthday to him, five years ago ten days late, four years ago one month late...

So Jiang Xing said: Thank you mother for giving birth to me, thank you for your hard work.

Since the time when I was late, I haven't said it again.

His younger siblings are too young to remember his birthday.

After junior high school, he didn't celebrate his birthday, only Lu Feicheng asked once, and then gave him a red envelope every year on his birthday.

When he suddenly remembered that it was his birthday today, he was actually looking forward to it, wanting to see if anyone would say a birthday greeting to him.

but.

In fact, his birthday is not so difficult to remember.

December 12, no matter how bad it is, if you set a reminder on your phone, you will never forget it.

But Jiang Xing thought again, he might not be that important, important enough to allow people to make room in their busy schedule to record an insignificant date.

Jiang Xing's eyelashes were a little wet, and the kittens and puppies on the gloves were clumsily knitted, clumsy, but cute.

He whispered: "... very warm."

There was a certain kind of very soft quality in him for a moment, really like a stray kitten that lowered its head and changed from sharp and indifferent to soft.

Ji Xu suddenly became nervous.

He lightly grasped Jiang Xing's wrist, his heartbeat accelerated unreasonably, and hit his chest one after another. Under the snow-fallen sky, his fiery emotions were not covered, but were melted into magma by the young man's scorching greenness.

Through the thick gloves, Ji Xu clenched a portion upwards, holding onto Jiang Xing's thin and warm wrist.

"That... at the same table, let me tell you one thing, that is..."

A faint smile appeared on Jiang Xing's mouth, and then faded away, without making a sound, watching Ji Xu's red-faced and anxious expression.

He let Ji Xu hold it, waiting for his next words.

"I want to tell you, I...I want to..."

Ji Xu groaned and groaned for a long time, unable to explain why, Jiang Xing watched as the redness of Bao Xia burned from his neck all the way to his ears.

"I...Jiang Xing...that..."

Ji Xu was going crazy.

That sentence has come to his lips, but he just can't say it.

If this continues, Jiang Xing will laugh out loud.

He closed his eyes and became depressed for a moment, "Forget it, it's nothing, my deskmate, do you want to go back?"

Ji Xu wanted to let go of Jiang Xing's wrist, but was held back. In a daze, he heard Jiang Xing ask, "What did you want to tell me just now?"

Ji Xu drooped his head and ears, and said casually: "That's right, that, I want to tell you that you are too thin, eat more in the future."

It was snowing heavily.

"Let's go," he turned around first.

Jiang Xing didn't move, grabbed Ji Xu's hand, and pulled him back at once, facing the other's puzzled eyes, with a still indifferent profile, he called his name.

"Ji Xu."

There was a gust of wind, and snowflakes fell on his lips. Jiang Xing followed the snowflakes, and gently pressed a green and cool kiss on the corner of Ji Xu's lips.

"..."

Ji Xu's pupils dilated instantly, and he even forgot how to breathe.

There was a pounding heartbeat, and Jiang Xing lowered his voice:

"Ji Xu, has anyone ever told you that you are cowardly..."

The author has something to say:

After finishing writing, I sent qwq in advance, and then I have to continue to write later, because the class is full tomorrow, and if I don’t write now, I will be gooing tomorrow...

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