At ten o'clock, the ringtone for the last evening self-study period rang, and the children who had been studying all day happily packed up their books and prepared to go home.

There may be dangers when there are no lights on the mountain road at night. In addition to the people in the village who are studying, there are children from other villages, because in this mountain, there are only one elementary school and one middle school.

Many children from home are picked up by parents, either mothers or fathers, and of course, grandparents are also included.

Chu Xiaosu usually goes home by himself. After packing up his things, he can walk to Fu Yi who is still in his seat and say to the handsome boy: "Fruit candy, please give it to Sister Jingshu!"

Fu Yi said: "Don't you go and hand it over yourself?"

Chu Xiaosu said: "But tomorrow's monthly exam, my grandmother wants me to go home and go to bed after school."

He was so silly when he said this, as if he was unwilling to do so.

Fu Yi looked at him, packed up his own things, and said, "Yes."

At the school gate, people have already left almost.

The light at the door is very bright and can see everyone's faces.

However, after a glance, I could not see the familiar girl.

The boy stood at the door, leaning against the cold wall. It was ten o'clock now, and the get out of class had just ended not long.

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The night wind in the mountains is very cold. Although it is June, the temperature difference varies greatly. The temperature can reach about 34 degrees Celsius during the day and may drop to 20 degrees Celsius at night.

Even if the boy wears a thicker sweatshirt, he can still feel a lot of coolness.

My fingers are very cold, just like they are covered with snow in winter, and they are sore and red.

The remaining people were almost gone one after another. When Professor Xu, who was busy until the latest, finished packing up his things and came out to close the school gate, he suddenly noticed a young man leaning against the wall.

She frowned slightly, walked over, and looked carefully under the light at the school gate. Isn’t this Jing Yatou’s younger brother Fu Yi?!

Professor Xu asked quickly, "Xiao Yi, why haven't you gone back yet?"

Fu Yi heard the woman's voice, raised his eyes slightly, and said, "Wait for someone."

"Waiting for someone? Are you waiting for your sister?"

It is said that Jingshu is his sister. In fact, Fu Yi is reluctant to admit this relationship. He has no relatives or friends. He just uses Jingshu to gain an identity that is sufficient to live in society.

But in the eyes of others, Jing Shu is his sister.

"Yes." Fu Yi nodded: "Wait for her to pick me up."

Professor Xu looked at his watch and said that at 10:40, it was already more than 40 minutes after school.

He hadn't even come yet, and he felt a little angry. Although he knew that Jing Yatou didn't care about anything, he threw his brother into this dark night to feed mosquitoes. Thinking of this way, it was really uncontrollable.

"Would the teacher send you back?" Professor Xu knew where Jingshu lived.

However, the boy shook his head slightly, his delicate little face was a little pale, and his red lips lightly opened: "No need, thank you, I'll wait a little longer, maybe I'll come in a while."

Professor Xu advised him a few more words, but the boy's attitude was very firm.

There was no choice but to say, "Okay, then be careful and go to the brighter place at the door, where there are chairs to sit there."

"I know, thank you."

The boy's voice was low, as light as the wind.

After Professor Xu left, he was the only one left here.

He did not walk under the light, nor did he find a place to rest, but he was still waiting persistently like a statue by the fence where Jingshu delivered him food during the day.

Fu Yi didn't know why he was so persistent.

He just wanted to try it too.

Taste it and it feels like being taken home.

Although, it might not be his home there.

It was too cold, and even mosquitoes wouldn't sway around him, and his hands were so cold that they couldn't lift them up.

Fu Yi felt like a fool.

Even though I knew that Jing Shu would not come, I still had some hope.

What if that guy comes?

I don’t know how long I waited, my legs were about to lose consciousness, and my body temperature dropped to about 16 degrees, just like a human-shaped refrigerator.

The sound of insects and birds around were obviously very noisy, but Fu Yi felt even more silent.

Because, except for those sounds, there seems to be no one else.

The boy stood for too long and moved his body a little, but the temperature of his physique made it difficult for him to move his legs, and his body swayed and he almost fell.

Fu Yi's delicate and pale little face showed a sarcastic smile. What was he obsessed with?

What are the things that can never be possessed?

Jingshu won't come.

If you say you won’t come, you won’t come.

She lives the life she likes as she pleases.

Maybe I really gave up.

Fu Yi took out his cell phone from his pocket and looked at the time. However, at the moment he turned on the phone, he suddenly saw more than 20 missed calls.

They were all called by the same notemaker.

——Sijing Shu.

In addition to missed calls, there are also text messages.

[Where are you? You are still twenty and won’t come back? You won’t be waiting for me, right?]

[Hey, I'm crazy! I said I want to timi! Don't want me to go out again after taking a shower!]

[...Brother, you are almost forty, you are too consuming, right? Is it true that I love to go back tonight, so go to the mountain road to go to you!]

【…Fuck!! It’s eleven o’clock, brother! Are you still alive?! At least reply to a phone call and a text message!!】

[...I'm convinced, at half past eleven, dad, can I call your dad? Damn, wait for me!]

I didn't send text messages here.

I turned off my phone before class and forgot to turn it on. Unexpectedly, I received a message bombing as soon as I turned on the phone.

The boy held his cell phone, his frozen fingers had difficulty moving. His dark pupils looked at the contents inside, his red lips were slightly pursed, and his hands were trembling slightly.

Just as it was stiff, a roar of a motorcycle suddenly came!

Fu Yi raised his head, the headlight was very dazzling, and the light seemed to be deliberately striking his face, with some revenge in it.

When the girl in her pajamas got off the motorcycle and even walked in front of him, Fu Yi felt like an hallucination.

After looking at the girl with anger on her face for a few seconds, the boy lowered his head and looked at the slippers that the girl had not changed even when she went out. He was a little angry and said, "Didn't he say that he would come?"

Jing Shu had smoke in his mouth, and the smell of smoke was everywhere, and he sneered: "I am a ghost, am I a ghost, right?! Get in the car quickly!"

After saying that, she turned around and left, but the boy's body fell down directly, and his legs became numb due to the low temperature and it was a little difficult to move.

Jing Shu caught the boy's body quickly with his eyes, and he was shocked by the cold!

"Why are you so cold!?"

Logically speaking, even if the wind is strong at night in the mountains, it is impossible to blow people like ice!

Fu Yi's voice was slightly hoarse, and he stood up straight and said, "It's okay, he's just cold in nature."

Jing Shu cursed "Fuck" and reached out to stroke the boy's face. His face became even colder, making her hands that were sweating all the time, trembling!

The girl helped the person behind the car, took out a heavy coat from under the seat of the motorcycle, and quickly put it on.

"Prepare well and warm up." She said: "Go back and take a bath, and you can use the bathtub at home."

"Home?" There was a trace of unknown smell in the boy's voice.

Jing Shu raised his eyebrows and said, "What else? Are you still thinking about running? Don't worry, in less than half a year, you can't pay off the money. My family will always be your "home". Don't think that you can't work for me if you are sick. You will feel good on Saturdays and Sundays!"

The motorcycle started slowly, and even if the boy sitting in the back seat wrapped his coat, he could only feel a hint of coldness.

He looked at the girl who blocked the cold wind in front of her. Her cheeks were slightly red and there were sweat beads coming from her forehead.

Suddenly, an impulse suddenly surged in my heart, of course, the boy did the same.

The cold hands reached into the underside of Jingshu's clothes and hugged her slender waist.

Jingshu: "..."

Jing Shu: "!!! Rub rub!! Cold!! Take it out!!"

However, the boy put his head on her shoulder and leaned against her, and his voice was small, talking in her ear, with a little complaining meaning: "Who told you to come so late?"

Jing Shu: "Damn I shouldn't come!!"

Fu Yi suddenly laughed softly.
To be continued...