The most ruthless is her

Chapter 100

Jian Shuo yelled: "The broken bone I gave you was because of you!"

Ruan Mohan had no expression on his face, he took out the broken bone that Jian Shuo gave her, took it out of his pocket, and tossed it twice.

"Hey, show some respect to my bones!" Jian Shuo glanced at her.

"What's going on?" Ruan Mohan asked indifferently.

"When the old lady sent you out that day, I was indeed hiding in the tree."

"The old lady doesn't want me to see people. Many times when there are guests at home, I hide in the bushes or in the trees."

"No one has ever spotted me, so when you looked up that day, I was taken aback and jumped from the open window to the second-floor platform."

"After you left, I thought it was strange why you almost found me, and wanted to jump back to the tree from the platform on the second floor."

"I didn't step on my foot firmly, fell from a tree, and suffered a comminuted fracture of my left ankle."

Jian Shuo put a slender leg on the window sill at once: "Look, if you look at it against the sun, you can still see the scar left by the operation."

Ruan Mohan looked towards the sun.

Her eyes are also sharp, and she can indeed see a small round hole-shaped scar on Jian Shuo's left ankle, which is very faint, and she would never have noticed it if she hadn't deliberately looked at it against the sun.

Ruan Mohan put the bone in his hand back into his pocket, and asked Jian Shuo, "Where is your room?"

Jian Shuo smiled lazily: "Are you asking about my bedroom? Or the place where I spend most of my time in this house?"

"If you're asking where I spend the most time, it's the attic."

Ruan Mohan turned around and walked up the stairs.

Jian Shuo followed behind her: "Are you going to the attic? Why are you going to the attic?"

Ruan Mohan walked to a small old wooden door: "Here?"

Jane Shuo nodded.

Ruan Mohan pushed the door open and went in.

A small room with a sloping roof and walls covered with old wood.

As soon as she walked in, Jian Shuo came in again, and the small space was almost filled.

A gypsy-style blanket was laid on the ground, very simple and bright, with extreme red and extreme blue put together, with complicated patterns, scorching and dazzling.

Ruan Mohan walked to the blanket and sat down, looking around with faint eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

"Reading comics, playing games, being in a daze..." Jian Shuo rolled her eyes: "It's just boring."

"come over."

Jian Shuo walked to Ruan Mohan and sat down.

"What happened after the fall that day?" Ruan Mohan wrapped his slender fingers around Jian Shuo's curly hair, "Going to the hospital and coming back from a plaster cast, what are you doing here?"

Jian Shuo recalled: "Eat peaches."

"Eat peaches?" Ruan Mohan and Jian Shuo sat side by side under the sloping roof, Ruan Mohan turned to face Jian Shuo, circling the fingertips of her hair, and stroked Jian Shuo's lips again like that night in the Yunnan bar: "Didn't miss me?"

"I haven't seen you, but it turns out that you have seen me when I was 12 years old."

"After we meet again, you...don't remember me?"

The gentler Ruan Mohan's movements were, the faster Jian Shuo's breathing.

Until he closed his eyes, he bit on Ruan Mohan's finger, but avoided the last wound.

"I thought I didn't remember you either."

"But why, when I first met you at the Volcano Bar, could I touch your hand?"

Jian Shuo was like a cat, leading Ruan Mohan down, with her arms and knees resting on a blanket she was very familiar with since she was a child.

Ruan Mohan has long light brown hair scattered on the blanket, and a pair of eyes, lightly looking up at Jian Shuo.

Jian Shuo leaned over to get closer, Ruan Mohan's body fragrance made the narrow space in the attic even more intoxicating.

"Do you know?" Jian Shuo leaned closer to Ruan Mohan's ear, "This secret base of mine never lets anyone in."

"Bo Jingxian can't do it either?"

"Madam Yang, too?"

Ruan Mohan closed her eyes because Jian Shuo started licking the mole on her earlobe.

"No one can do it." Jian Shuo seemed to be smiling coquettishly, and seemed to be breathing in her ear.

"Did you know?" Ruan Mohan asked calmly with his eyes closed: "The shape of a human heart is very similar to a peach."

"And the ankle controls the blood in your whole body, whether it can flow smoothly back to the heart."

"How did you eat peaches on that day many years ago?"

The peaches are soft and ripe, and they look ripe and plump from the outside.

In addition to the aromatic breath, there is also plenty of peach juice.

Jian Shuo is dishonest, she doesn't want to eat peaches properly, the thin peach skin is peeled away, revealing the white and tender peach flesh.

Pound it in with your fingers, and the peach juice overflows.

Ruan Mohan lay on the blanket, turned his toes, and caressed Jian Shuo's ankle back and forth.

She now knows where the small scar is, and she can touch it with the tip of her toe.

Connected with blood vessels leading to the heart.

She pulled Jian Shuo down, tilted her ear, and listened to Jian Shuo's chest.

Plop, plop, plop.

The heart is beating powerfully, with an exciting and crazy rhythm, as if it is full of life that is growing wildly.

Woke up Ruan Mohan from the moss-like shell that surrounded her all day long and grew in the corner.

Ruan Mohan leaned closer to Jian Shuo's ear: "I also want to... eat peaches."

Jian Shuo licked the palm of Ruan Mohan's left hand, where there was a faint scar.

It was the scar Ruan Mohan held the knife for her when he stabbed Jian Shuo with a knife.

"Okay." Jian Shuo said.

******

On Saturday, he went to Jian's house and finished packing for Yang Haining. On Sunday, Ruan Mohan's arrangement was to accompany Ruan Qingyin to the Natural History Museum.

Jian Shuo followed.

For Ruan Qingyin, this itinerary is just a task assigned by the teacher, and she has to write an essay after the visit.

She looked all the way over, from the specimens of Anchiornis Hectoris, to the fossilized skulls of ancient Yellow River elephants, to the specimens of moa bones, all of which lacked interest.

After visiting the theme of "Natural Evolution", we came to "Life Environment".

Ruan Mohan saw Ruan Qingyin, standing in front of a cabinet of butterfly specimens, lowered his head in a daze, walked over and stood beside Ruan Qingyin: "Are you interested in butterflies?"

"No." Ruan Qingyin: "I saw my classmate, I lowered my head and pretended not to see her."

"I don't want to greet her, can I?"

Ruan Mohan pursed the corners of his lips: "Yes."

She didn't mean to force Ruan Qingyin to greet her classmates at all, and she didn't mean to force Ruan Qingyin to be lively and cheerful at all.

In the world, there is an existence like her, there is an existence like Jian Shuo, why can't there be an existence like Ruan Qingyin?

So what if you are lonely, what if you don't fit in.

The course of sensory integration training can be stopped when sensory integration disorder does not affect Ruan Qingyin's life.

Ruan Mohan asked Ruan Qingyin: "Which one is your classmate? I'll help you look at her."

Ruan Qingyin lowered her head: "The one in the blue skirt with double ponytails."

Ruan Mohan looked at it: "She was looking at the introduction of a long-winged poisonous swallowtail butterfly, but she didn't look at you."

"Okay, she's gone."

Ruan Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief, her little shoulders relaxed.

Ruan Mohan: "Shall we go and see something else?"

Ruan Qingyin was forced to stare at the butterfly for a while, but she seemed to be interested.

Rubbing the fingertips on the glass of the showcase, as if sliding over every pair of wings of every butterfly: "Mom."

"Can all butterflies fly?"

Ruan Mohan: "Probably so."

"What if the butterfly has a disability? For example, a butterfly with only one wing."

Ruan Mohan was slightly taken aback.

She hadn't thought about this level.

Jian Shuo was like ADHD just now, wobbling this way and that way in the whole exhibition hall, at this moment walking over on high heels, just in time to hear Ruan Qingyin's question.

"What's so difficult about a wing?" She smiled and brought Ruan Qingyin to the butterfly model that she could play with.

Ruan Qingyin picked up a model butterfly, stretched out her hand and pulled off one of the wings.

Jian Shuo laughed, picked up a butterfly model, and tore off half of the wings.

Ruan Mohan was at the side, looking at the two of them indifferently.

Jian Shuo took the butterfly model in Ruan Qingyin's hand, and put the two together: "Look, don't you have two wings?"

"Together, they can fly."

Ruan Qingyin came up with a new question: "Can all butterflies with only one wing find another such butterfly?"

"Not necessarily." Ruan Mohan approached, and the palm of her slender left hand, with a faint scar she left for Jian Shuo holding the knife, fell on Ruan Qingyin's shoulder:

"But I hope to be as lucky as I am."

******

Time is fast and slow, and it is the hottest time in August.

Jian Shuo clamored to go swimming, so she took Ruan Mohan and Ruan Qingyin to a swimming pool she often went to.

Neither Ruan Mohan nor Ruan Qingyin can swim, Jian Shuo taught Ruan Qingyin how to thump: "Why are you so stupid!"

"You don't know how to teach, you are stupid!"

"Little idiot!"

"You're older than me, you idiot!"

Ruan Mohan's body floated lightly on a huge swimming ring, and he gently stroked the water with his hands, floating to the side.

A dark green one-piece swimsuit, a minimalist streamlined style with no decoration, is a color that rarely appears on her body other than black, white and gray, making her look even more cold and fair.

Just now Jian Shuo wanted to teach her how to swim, but she resolutely refused: "No."

People know everything, isn't it too tiring.

She just floated quietly alone, looking up at the ceiling above her head.

The roof of this swimming pool is very distinctive. It is not a solid concrete, but a translucent membrane.

The bright sunlight is refracted by the film and sprinkled down, as if shining into the bottom of the water. The water waves are twisted, and even the overly direct sunlight becomes distant.

It seems to be able to take people far, far away.

Ruan Mohan raised her head and turned slightly to one side. In addition to seeing a room of sunshine, she could also see the edge of a blue diving platform, which came into her eyes.

The swimming pool that Jian Shuo brought them to has an ordinary swimming pool on one side and a diving platform on the other.

Ruan Mohan didn't know what he was thinking, so he paddled the water with his hands and landed on the shore.

Two slender legs climbed up to the shore, and the drops of water fell on the ground, tick, tick, tick.

Jian Shuo has been teaching Ruan Qingyin how to swim, until Ruan Mohan climbed up the high diving platform and walked to the edge, she accidentally caught a glimpse.

Immediately headed towards the platform, swam to the edge of the pool, looked up at Ruan Mohan: "Ruan Mohan, what are you doing?"

Ruan Mohan stood by the platform, looking down at Jian Shuo in the swimming pool below.

A face as big as a palm turned into a smaller one, coquettish and eye-catching, floating together in the light blue pool water, shouting anxiously: "Ruan Mohan, what are you doing? What are you doing? What are you doing?" ?”

Ruan Mohan turned around and walked back, walked to the second half of the platform, turned around suddenly, and sprinted towards the edge of the platform.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer, the edge of the platform is getting closer.

Ruan Mohan could see a larger and larger area of ​​blue pool water appearing in her field of vision as her steps moved her gaze up and down.

She knew that what was waiting for her was the feeling of losing control that she hated the most.

She used to hate being out of control, her mood swings, her being a sentient human being.

But now, if she jumped off the platform, she knew that her heartbeat would fluctuate violently, as if it was about to jump out of her chest, accompanied by soaring adrenaline, her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

What about out of control?

This time, Ruan Mohan knew that no matter what, that little face that appeared in the swimming pool just now would be by her side.

So she kept walking, ran to the edge of the platform, and jumped.

A pendant connected with a platinum clavicle chain, made of the bone that Jian Shuo gave her, soared high in the air.

At this time, Jian Shuo had already got up from the swimming pool and ran to the edge of the diving pool.

I don't know if there is a flash of sunlight through the membrane roof or what.

At that moment, she seemed to see a spot-like wing slowly opening behind Ruan Mohan.

Only one.

Jian Shuo jumped into the water with a "boom", and smiled at the place where Ruan Mohan was about to fall into the water, and swam over without hesitation: "Ruan Mohan, Ruan Mohan, Ruan Mohan!"

What about only one wing?

The other wing, Jian Shuo knew in her heart—wasn't it slowly opening behind her own back?

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