Chapter 182

Ji Yu saw that slender and upright figure standing by the wall when he came out of the school gate, dressed in black, with starry eyes and sword eyebrows, deep features and stern body, his unique temperament attracted passersby to look at him frequently.

The teenager has long been staring at the school entrance, see people out, long legs, the first to welcome up.

“Slow down, there’s no rush, it’s so hot, you’re sweating.”

The summer heat, just after running such a short distance, beads of sweat appeared on Ji Yu’s forehead.

“Senior,” Ji Yu gasped softly, “I want to see Senior earlier.”

Even if it’s only five seconds earlier.

Ling Yuan looked at the girl’s flushed face from running and couldn’t help but raise his hand and pinch it before grabbing her wrist and lifting his leg forward.

“Where to?”

Ji Yu asked as she followed beside him.

Ling Yuan didn’t say anything, leading her around to the left and right, finding a corner with fewer people in the middle of nowhere, a hand embraced Ji Yu in his arms, his face burying into her ink-like hair, which was very fragrant.

He sighed tersely, “Chi small fish, I miss you so much.”

He’d just gotten off the plane and hadn’t even had time to go back home, so he let the driver take him to school first.

Caught off guard and falling into a warm embrace, the familiar scent of limes swarming over him, Ji Yu slowly hugged him back and guffawed, “I missed you too.”

Very much, very much.

It was a while before Ling Yuan stood up straight, his palm rubbing the top of her hair, his voice tinged with a low huskiness, “How do you think about it?”

“Thinking about it day and night.”

Ji Yu would finally understand why her teacher disapproved of early love at this age in high school, when the thoughts become a disease, there’s no longer a mind to do anything else.

In order to divert her attention, in addition to eating and sleeping, she spends the rest of her time brushing up on problems, brushing up on problems, brushing up on problems, immersed in a sea of problems, she doesn’t have time to think about anything else.

When she was immersed in the sea of problems, she didn’t have time to think about anything else. So when she suddenly saw the person she wanted to see, the thoughts she couldn’t talk about through the cell phone and the nerves she had numbed by brushing the problems were all released at this moment.

She buried her face into his broad chest, deeply drawing in the scent that belonged to him.

The smell of his body was so good that she couldn’t even leave his embrace.

Ling Yuan held her for a while before releasing the person.

“Hungry? Want to eat something?”

“No.” Ji Yu raises her eyes to look at him, “Senior, how many days will you be back?”

“I’m flying back to the capital city to start school the day after tomorrow.”

Ji Yu was instantly a little sullen, “Then I won’t be able to accompany you on your birthday.”

Ling Yuan’s birthday is after school starts, thinking of how he wasn’t in a very good mood on his birthday last year, she tentatively asks, “Senior, how are you going to celebrate your birthday this year?”

Ling Yuan looks at her cautious appearance, holds her face, and presses and rubs the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, “At a young age, you’re quite good at reading people’s eyes.”

Ji Yu beamed and retorted in a small voice, “Who made your birthday last year go by quietly.”

She is afraid that she accidentally touched something sad about him, after all, last year, there was no birthday joy on his face.

Was it possible? That he had encountered something as upsetting as she had?

“Chi Xiaoyu.”

Ling Yuan embraces her with both hands, lowering his eyes to meet her gaze, “In front of me, you don’t have to be so careful, what do you want to say, what do you want to ask, just speak directly.”

Ji Yu again thought of his pale face on the roller coaster they rode together that day, hesitated and asked softly, “Senior, you said that you encountered something bad when you were a child, was that thing related to birthdays?”

She had only heard Wei Zi mention a mouthful some time ago, saying that Ling Yuan had suffered some kind of stimulation when he was a child, but it was inarticulate, and she was a bit confused.

Ling Yuan’s movements stiffened for a moment, however, he quickly recovered, but how could Ji Yu, who had been paying attention to him, not notice?

“Isn’t it a bad memory? If you don’t want to talk about it, then don’t.”

Ji Yu looked at him with some concern, her hands passed through his sturdy waist and encircled him, softly soothing, “I don’t have to have an answer, if you don’t want to say it, don’t say it, okay?”

Ling Yuan tightly embraced her into his arms, rubbing her chin gently with his chin.

The smell of her body was a bit sweet and fragrant, a smell he liked. He took a deep sniff and felt every inch of his skin craving her scent.

Really craving the smell of her.

Liking was what made both partners happy and resilient, liking was what empowered both partners, not what took all their strength to accommodate one or the other.

He thought to himself, he really liked and adored Ji Yu, the kind that he liked to the bone.

At their age, it’s not too big to say big, not too small to say small, to say love, slightly heavy, to say like, too light.

So, had to overlap several adjectives to emphasize his full of nowhere to vent his fondness.

Ji Yu’s head against his chest, feeling his thumping heartbeat, for a while, poking his head out of his arms, blinking, “I’m hungry, let’s go eat first, okay?”

“Good.” Ling Yuan helped her pin the hair on her forehead to the back of her head, his gaze as soft as water.

The two of them finished their meal and walked hand in hand to take a stroll on the pathway.

At dusk, the sun was sinking, only a thin layer of red remained in the sky, a few clouds were floating around in a loose manner, tinted with a golden circle of light.

The summer heat had not yet faded, only occasionally blowing a little breeze, slightly relieving the heat, but as they walked, their bodies still broke out in a fine sweat.

Ling Yuan held Chi Yu and sat on a bench by the lake.

Ling Yuan talked about his childhood, he talked about his childhood for the first time in front of Chi Fishing, recalling that tragic past again, his emotions were no longer as excited and bewildered as they were a few years ago.

He spoke slowly, talking about the car accident, about his mom, about his condition, it was completely impossible to tell that he was a person with a mental illness, but when it came to his own condition, he let go of holding Ji Fish’s hand.

“Ji Xiaoyu, actually, I’m not as perfect as you think, I’m sick, with a very serious mental illness.”

“Have you heard of PTSD? Post Traumatic Psychological Stress Disorder.”

The adults in the compound probably knew something about him, after all, the car accident back then was covered all over the place, as well as Xu Xiaoxiao’s funeral which they all attended, but they had a half-understanding of his condition.

Song Che and a few other brothers, probably knew some things, such as knowing that he had a mental illness, and that when he was in school, Ling Yuan had a seizure, but the reason for it was less clear, but they had always been very accommodating to him and would take care of his emotions.

“I often wonder if, if it wasn’t my birthday that day, if my mom and I hadn’t been in that car, could all of this have been avoided? It’s all my fault, isn’t it? If it hadn’t been my birthday, my dad and my mom would still be a loving couple right now, and I, too, would have a really good mom.”

Old memories come back, and those seemingly healed wounds are once again torn open, but in fact, they are still bloody inside.