Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From The Trash - Chap 265
Xiaochi Chi just gave a faint “hmm”.
He then threw his packed bag over his shoulder.
He said to his deskmate, “I’m not coming to school tomorrow.”
The same table is planning to stay in class tonight and finish his homework before going home. As he checked his exercise book against the assignments left by the class representative on the blackboard, he squinted at Xiaochi Chi: “Wow, you have a lot of nerve. You finally realized that you have a better future as a model than studying?”
Xiaochi Chi got out of his seat and smiled, “Don’t say, it’s quite promising.”
It was a long journey, and I was alone.
The table vaguely felt not quite right: “Are you serious? You’re really not coming?”
Xiaochi Chi: “I’m not feeling well, so I’m taking a day off.”
The table copied something from the belly of the table, threw it towards Xiaochi Chi: “Fuck, scared to death dad.”
I don’t blame my tablemates for misunderstanding. This morning, a girl in the next class announced she was dropping out of school because of her family’s problems, and they discussed the matter for a while.
Xiaochi Chi catches something thrown by her tablemate, a large packet of shrimp sticks.
The table said: “I ate your before the holiday. When I went to the kiosk today, I saw it and bought a packet of it, so I returned it to you. It’s not hard to borrow and return.”
Xiaochi Chi winked at him tartly, “Thanks.”
Xiaochi Chi also tried to dodge the pencil box, but he almost kicked over the bucket of the student on duty.
Even though all the water splashed on Xiaochi Chi’s pants and shoes, the girls on duty still shouted, “…… Xiaochi Chi, what are you doing!”
The same table pinched his voice and screamed like a girl: ” Xiaochi Chi, what are you doing!”
He made a fuss, successfully dispersed the fire for Xiaochi Chi, and the girls darted over to choke him.
Xiaochi Chi took the opportunity to pull away and stood at the classroom door, turning back to greet her, “See you the day after tomorrow!”
The table is in deep water, no time to distract, only in a busy time to extend a hand to him, do not know whether to ask for help, or to signal goodbye.
Xiaochi Chi left the classroom backwards.
He knew that the day after, the person who came would not be him.
He walked alone through the crowd of people after school.
The class teacher is wearing a white T, crooked on the railing, discussing with the physics teacher to go to the teachers’ cafeteria in the evening, or to the Lanzhou Ramen at the entrance, once he saw a student coming, he got serious for a second, patting the chalk dust-stained pants and coughing lightly.
Xiaochi Chi greeted politely, “Hello, teacher.”
Class teacher: “Carry your backpack properly. It’s so runny.”
Xiaochi Chi ignored it and tightened the strap of her school bag on her shoulder: “Goodbye, teacher.”
Classroom teacher: “……” Ugh, okay.
Xiaochi Chi followed the escalator all the way down.
The boys with the smell of sweat passed by him with basketballs in three steps, and some greeted him and asked him if he wanted to have a game, but he refused them all.
Greetings from new friends and admiring glances from junior high school girls greeted us.
They do not know what love is at an early age, they began to imitate the bridge in the TV series, a seal to write love letters, may not be sent, mostly with a water pen on the table to write and draw, XXX like XX, expect the heart of the man, one day will look back, look at her.
Those love words, rather than write to the “love” people, rather than write to the youth.
Xiaochi Chi felt with his heart this tender and simple “love” without too much merit, something that he had left behind and never seriously appreciated.
…… was only unusual at the time, ah.
Xiaochi Chi ordered a skewer and sat on a small bench with her legs stretched out, watching the crowd of people coming out of the campus gradually change from thick to thin.
The chili peppers at this stall were as strong as he remembered, and he was so spicy that he sucked in his breath and his lips were red with chili peppers.
He poured a breath of water and then propped his arms on his knees and looked at the school’s hot gold sign without saying a word.
Ying Lou could see the undisguised longing in his gaze, and his tone could not hide his heart: “Are you sure you don’t want to stay longer?”
In Ying Lou’s opinion, Xiaochi Chi is answering the question, “…… is no more.”
Only Xiaochi Chi knows that he is really out of time.
As soon as Zuoshan Ji risked his life to bring out the message about the “innate system” from the main god space, Xiaochi Chi automatically set up a countdown clock in his mind.
A week ago, when Shoucheng Zhu went to jail, as he thought he would, he was actually ready to go.
At that time, 089 still had 72 missions left.
So Xiaochi Chi set aside a week for herself to catch up and get what she needed to do.
Xiaochi Chi threw the skewer of tofu into the trash, wiped his hands, and took out his phone again.
During this time, Xiaochi Chi was always playing with his phone. Ying Lou accidentally glanced at the interface and saw that it was a text message page, so he was probably talking to one of his friends by text message.
Ying Lou, as a person, would not interfere with Xiaochi Chi’s normal friendships, let alone pry into his privacy.
Ying Lou, as usual, subconsciously turned his face away from his phone.
After editing one, Xiaochi Chi put his phone in his pocket, “Come on, let’s go home.”
Ying Lou knew that in the past few days, Xiaochi Chi had been paying extra attention in class, but when she was free, she would always be in a daze for a long time, as if she had something on her mind.
Such symptoms seem to have started after Shoucheng Zhu’s imprisonment.
While Ying Lou was busy redeeming his card so that Shoucheng Zhu’s remorse value would not overflow, she wondered why.
However, if Xiaochi Chi doesn’t tell us, Ying Lou won’t ask.
He respects Xiaochi Chi and is willing to let him have a world of his own.
Xiaochi Chi went home, made herself a meal, ate it all by herself against the wall calendar, went downstairs to feed the dog, did her homework, washed up, and went to bed.
It was as natural as every day he had spent before.
It is as if he will stay forever in this ordinary, earthly world.
Ying Lou’s aunt’s husband is busy with a new baby in the family, and Ying Lou’s sister-in-law has quit her job to rest at home.
Her health is not good and she needs to recuperate. Luckily, Ying Lou can rest and stay overnight at Chi’s house as Xiaochi Chi’s parents are visiting relatives in the next city tonight.
Shortly after taking a break, Xiaochi Chi took out his phone again and typed words in the dark.
Ying Lou wonders who else he’s talking to right now.
To be honest, he was not feeling well.
Given Shoucheng Zhu’s age, mental state, physical condition, and the natural discrimination and spontaneous “hospitality” of the United States prison population, he probably won’t last very long in prison, so don’t worry too much that he will still have the strength to seek revenge on Xiaochi Chi in his prime after his years in the cell. Xiaochi Chi.
For Xiaochi Chi, that last mission was a success, but for him, it was the beginning of another story.
Xiaochi Chi will naturally ask the Lord God to return to his world and be his Xiaochi Chi again.
But Ying Lou could not be by his side.
Even though she knows it is inevitably mean, Ying Lou still has a slight selfish desire to spend more time with Xiaochi Chi in his last world.
Around 089 and they are the same world line to come, a day early, a day late, will always be in the original world line reunion, have to rush in this moment, go back to send him?
Most of Ying Lou’s fragmented memories of the past are occupied by Xiaochi Chi.
The complete memory of sending the host away is only twice.
–Take the host back to the main god space and send him/her to the “between the time”, after that, we will never see each other again.
Ying Lou can only determine which world the host has gone to based on the information registered afterwards.
As long as Xiaochi Chi is sent in, it is a “no meeting” for years and years.
Xiaochi Chi doesn’t seem to take the parting very seriously, so Ying Lou has to be considerate and make the upcoming parting look light.
As for the stirring in his heart, he didn’t even dare to let Xiaochi Chi guess.
Seeing that he was still playing with his phone at this time, Ying Lou couldn’t maintain his gentlemanly demeanor and asked, seemingly unintentionally, “Who are you talking to?”
Xiaochi Chi replied without looking back, ” Xiaochi Chi .”
Ying Lou was stunned.
He asked Xiaochi Chi’s opinion, “Can I see it?”
Xiaochi Chi did not say anything, only moved into Ying Lou’s arms, a section of hot skin lightly pressed on Ying Lou’s small arms, over a not very obvious static electricity.
Ying Lou rolled over and gently closed his arms around Xiaochi Chi’s waist and looked at his phone screen.
With just one glance, Ying Lou understood.
The older phones at …… did not have a “memo” function, so Xiaochi Chi used the “text box” in the SMS function.
This is the truth about the so-called “text messages”.
In Xiaochi Chi’s box, there are more than 100 text messages stored in the box.
“The topic of the college entrance examination essay is “the future” as the theme. I was not able to take the college entrance exam, so I only had time to read the news reports and the zero-point essays that were revealed, for fun.”
“There is a math teacher in a high school who likes to receive gifts from students, perverted and fuck-heads, for your own good, it is recommended to pass the exam 570 points and enter the class A students.”
“There is a small group of bullying groups in a high school, but they are soft, as long as the brick to play back, they immediately goose, do not serve on the horse.”
“XXXX year, go to the hospital diligently, the appendix can be cut early, once dragged into chronic appendicitis, pro test to life.”
“XXXX summer, do not travel to the south, there are typhoons, will be moldy.”
The first “memo”, written from Xiaochi Chi’s first day in this world, was written to help Xiaochi Chi, a teenager in this world, cheat.
Ying Lou thought that he had underestimated Xiaochi Chi after all.
From the beginning, the word “indulgence” did not fit Xiaochi Chi.
…… From the first day he came in, he was planning what to do after he left.
After the loss of Ying Lou, Xiaochi Chi’s life is as beautiful as it is lonely.
He spent his free time tormenting Shoucheng Zhu to record them little by little with care.
And when he realized he was leaving, Xiaochi Chi picked up the pace.
On this day, he has finally explained almost everything he wanted to explain.
What Ying Lou didn’t expect was Xiaochi Chi’s next words.
He said, “Actually, I don’t want to leave, but I’m looking forward to leaving.”
“This is the most exhausting scene I’ve ever acted in my life.” Xiaochi Chi shushed out a breath and commented on her performance over the past few months, “I know what I used to be like, but …… I can’t play myself well at all.”
Ying Lou, while slightly moved, gently reassured him, “You did a good job. I don’t see any difference, and I’m sure no one else does either.”
Xiaochi Chi just smiled and shook his head.
Others may not be able to, but as an actor himself, he can feel it.
It’s not the same, after all.
“I can’t act for the rest of my life.”
“The world, it’s Xiaochi Chi’s.”
Xiaochi Chi’s eyes open in the night, his tone softly nodding his chest, “…… is not Xiaochi Chi’s.”
After the words, he placed his phone on top of the bed and sent the text message he had just edited.
This one was sent to Yu Zi.
Since the last Shoucheng Zhu incident, he has gotten to know Yu Zi better.
He knew that Yu Zi was on night duty at the police station tonight, so he asked her for help, saying that he and Lou both caught a cold at night and had a high fever together, hoping that she would carry on the high moral of the people’s police for the people and dial an emergency number for them.
Then, Xiaochi Chi chooses to accept the transmission.
The familiar feeling of withdrawal awoke in him for the tenth time, pulling him, inch by inch, away from the world.
The original owner, Xiaochi Chi, just watched as a halo of light diffused out of his body.
He wanted to say something, but as always, he couldn’t open his mouth.
He had thought that there was nothing he could do but watch his other self disappear without a trace.
However, when the shimmering light was about to fade, it turned back and cupped Xiaochi Chi’s face on the bed and gently rested its forehead against his.
Some tiny particles of light, like fireflies, seeped into Xiaochi Chi’s forehead on the bed as he stroked his fingertips.
“Almost forgot.” The man whispered with a smile in his voice.
All these years, Xiaochi Chi had been waiting for something that no one had ever said to him.
The fingertip-like point of light brushed the teenager’s forehead, so gentle that it looked like a kiss.
“…… a lot of things, it’s not your fault.”
Ying Lou held Xiaochi Chi and returned to the main god space when 089 was going door to door to say goodbye.
Xiaochi Chi was relieved to see that 089 was still there, without a trace.
Xiaochi Chi’s demeanor was relaxed, as if she hadn’t rushed back specifically for him, and when she met him, she smiled brightly, “Mission accomplished?”
“Yes.” 089 smiled and said, “You too? Then we might have to go together, and after we meet 23, I’m going to deliver the mission to ‘Between a Moment and a Time’.”
Xiaochi Chi glanced in the direction of “In between”: “Looks like I’ll be one step ahead.”
Other systems have seen the system before to deliver ten times the task of the host, which is not eye to eye, quail-like with the throat of their own system, where they dare to walk blindly and intrude, but also talk to other systems.
Ying Lou brought Xiaochi Chi to the front of “In a Moment” and straightened his lapel.
Xiaochi Chi looked at his face, his eyes full of undisguised fascination.
Ying Lou looked down and the tip of her nose could brush against the swirl of his hair: “What are you looking at?”
Xiaochi Chi tilted his head to seriously examine his face: “When he grows up, Lou looks like this.”
From within the “between” came a ghostly cough, like a hint of something.
Both ignored the inconsequential movement.
Ying Lou froze, stroked his face, and realized.
Xiaochi Chi’s ten worlds were completed, and his “non-disclosure agreement” with the Lord God was automatically suspended.
It was also the first time Xiaochi Chi saw Ying Lou’s face after walking through ten worlds.
Ying Lou rubbed her head against his hair: “How was it?”
Xiaochi Chi : “Not bad, just right for me.”
After playing the hooligan, Ying Lou still has no reaction, Xiaochi Chi himself is blushing.
However, that didn’t stop him from pressing Ying Lou’s head down a bit and kissing her forehead.
A series of irritated coughs erupted from within the “suddently”.
Xiaochi Chi smiled, “So, Lou, I’m going in.”
When it was finally time to leave, Ying Lou tried to be honest, but the soreness in her chest was not deceiving.
He forced a smile, “Well, go back and be careful. …… Make sure you take care of yourself.”
Xiaochi Chi didn’t nod or shake his head, just gave him a wry smile and pushed open the doorway of the “between moments”, and his whole body blended into the pale curtain of light.
…… door closed.
