Don't Talk To Me!

Chapter 17

When I dreamed here, it suddenly stopped.

Yu Sheng had no intention of continuing to sleep, so he propped himself up on his arms, clutching his phone and lost his mind for a while.

It's been a long time since I had this dream, and there is a passionate English recitation around me.After a while, Yu Sheng realized that he was no longer in the classroom of the second grade of junior high school.

And never have to go back.

A little dazed, Yu Sheng's mind sank little by little, and his eyes suddenly darkened as he blinked.

A hand was in front of his eyes.

The fingers are long and slender, the gaps between the fingers are slightly open, and they are shaking back and forth.

Yu Sheng pushed Jin Linkun's hand away: "What are you doing?"

He just woke up, his throat was uncomfortable, and he opened his mouth to find that he was very hoarse, and couldn't help clearing twice.

"Have a nightmare?"

Jin Linkun carefully looked at his face, changed hands, and stroked his forehead.

Yu Sheng still remembered his excuse, but he was inexplicably too lazy to move his body, so he ignored that hand, dropped his phone and glanced at him: "Do you need me to have a stomachache again?"

Jin Linkun paused his hands, and then remembered what he was talking about, opened his mouth, and smiled: "No."

He raised his arm, rested the back of his hand on Sheng's forehead for a while, and then covered it with another palm: "Your complexion is not good, I'm a little worried."

His tone was calm and ordinary, and he didn't wear the usual lazy and beating posture at all, which made the whole sentence look like he said it seriously.

Yu Sheng was stunned unconsciously for a few seconds.

He didn't know if he was really hot, so that the warmth on that hand didn't seem obvious, only that the strength on his palm seemed extraordinarily stable and quiet.

The slender fingers were slightly bent and pressed against his forehead.

The palm is a little softer than expected.

Yu Sheng closed his eyes for a while, but he didn't explode, and pushed the hand on his forehead away in a nonchalant manner.

The temples that are still lacking in sleep hurt, and together with the dreams that have not completely dissipated, the short-term images flashed disorderly, and the memories that had long been forgotten came up again.

After being rejected, the man had a meaningful look in his eyes, the teacher was hesitant to speak before going on stage, and the manuscript on the podium was exactly the same.

Still reading his name, handed him the award together with the first-class trophy, which was snatched from the stage and smashed in front of thousands of people.

The woman hugged the boy and comforted him in a low voice.

The very familiar brows and eyes frowned, and the still seemingly gentle eyes fell on him.

—Aren’t there already so many awards?Is it that important to get another one?

—You are good at studying and smart. It is easy for you, but my brother is different from you. My brother worked hard and memorized for several days...

—Mom is not easy, why can't you understand mother?

……

Yu Sheng closed his eyes.

"It's no use."

He heard himself utter a voice, and blocked it with Jin Linkun's arm: "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you."

Isn't there already so many awards?

Didn't you say that if you get an award, you can go home and have a meal together?

What I have been trying to do all this time suddenly becomes a meaningless joke.

No one cares about his fever at home, no one cares about his parents talking, no one cares about the family connection for answering questions in the competition, and he accidentally broke his wrist before the speech contest, and no one noticed that he was wearing a wristband.

It's because he has good grades and can easily win an award, so let's take care of him.

The man's unpredictable eyes and the shattered trophies taunted him brightly, while the perplexity and disappointment in the woman's eyes that were suppressed by gentleness became the last straw and pressed down.

He broke her hand away bit by bit, took a step back, and raised his head.

For the first time, the boy's brows and eyes turned cold, sullen and sharp, with thorns without warmth growing out.

……

Yu Sheng tried hard to suppress the inexplicable thoughts that came up because his forehead was touched, but he couldn't succeed. He frowned, fisted into his temples, crushed hard, and closed his eyes.

He is different from others, everything he sees will be directly imprinted in his mind, no matter what it is, he can remember it with just a glance, and he can remember everything more firmly than others.

Most of the time the picture can be properly managed, but once it churns, it will disturb him inappropriately, and it can't be suppressed smoothly.

Really didn't know anyone else, Yu Sheng picked out the name of the bastard next to him in his churning thoughts: "Jin Linkun."

He clenched his fists: "...do me a favor."

The chair next to him fell to the ground with a clang, and Wen Wen leaned over from a distance and pressed against his arm.

Soon, it seemed that the temperature had been guarding not far away, and it had never gone far.

Yu Sheng was quiet for a while, then reached out to him: "Lend me a book."

Jin Linkun was startled: "What?"

"Book." Yu Sheng repeated, "Any book is fine."

He desperately needs to watch something now, to divert his attention from thinking about those bad things.

Jin Linkun was probably shocked by his request, and paused for a moment in astonishment. Before Yu Sheng opened his eyes, he handed over the book in his hand.

Yu Sheng took it and opened it.

Yu Sheng closed the book and looked at the cover.

"Correcting Mistakes in CET-[-] Test Papers for English Majors"

……

Jin Linkun: "Don't like it?"

Yu Sheng was expressionless.

Jin Linkun propped himself up on the edge of the table, patted him on the shoulder, and looked around: "No problem, I can do it."

He left his seat and walked around the entire activity room, bending over every table and pausing for a while.

The god of learning went on a tour, and all the bullies in the room instinctively sensed the oppression. There was a brief moment of silence in the activity room, and everyone lowered their heads and took out their phones at the same time.

【Study makes me unhappy: May I ask, what is Kunshen doing now? 】

[Can't answer the question too quickly: ... Take a walk? 】

[Strive for the number one: Conspiracy theory, maybe they are here to crush and ridicule us.Although he didn't speak, I could already sense his disdain for us mortals from his slightly furrowed brows and the corners of his lips. 】

[Combination of Numbers and Shapes: As expected of a liberal arts student, when I wanted to describe this scene, I could only think of the words pale and pretentious. 】

[I love the little slider: but the central idea is probably correct, Kunshen may just look at how many low-end reference books we are reading, and by the way, cruelly point out the wrong questions on our papers when we pass by. 】

Jin Linkun had only taken a few steps when he found a room full of top students holding their reference books and hurriedly hiding them in the chest of the table. Some even stuffed the papers into their schoolbags quickly.

……

This year's new senior year is indeed much more serious and lively than the previous ones.

The senior Xueshen, who took a year off from school, walked around the venue for a whole week, looked around at the bare desktop, and finally borrowed a copy of "Sixth Grade Vocabulary Roots + Association" from classmate Kong.

Jin Linkun returned to his seat, leaned against the table, flipped through the green book in his hand, and handed it to Yu Sheng seriously.

"This one is good." He is very sincere, "This one also has illustrations."

Two hours later, Yu Sheng lay on the bed in the dormitory with his head up, feeling that he might indeed be bewitched.

You need to buy a talisman, burn it to ashes, drink it with water, and then sleep with your head covered.

He actually sat in the classroom and memorized the sixth-grade vocabulary for two hours.

After that speech contest, he never looked at English again, and his vocabulary regressed badly without reviewing, and most of the words were already quite unfamiliar to him.

When he didn't study at the beginning of the third year of junior high school, he was still a little instinctively uncomfortable, and he tried to open the book several times.

But every time I turn the page of the book, what jumps out together with those English words is the broken trophy, and the angry and arrogant eyes of the guarded teenager on the opposite side.

And those eyes that were a little distressed and puzzled, hiding a hint of disappointment.

Yu Sheng still doesn’t regret that he went directly to the stage and memorized the exact same manuscript, which made the boy who stole his speech, spoke broken Chinglish, and stood on the stage read the manuscript several times in the middle blushed. Red stood on the sidelines for 5 minutes.

I don't regret that I thoughtfully wished him a smooth journey abroad before parting, and I must not be seen doing such shameful things in the future, and I will suffer some retribution if I am not careful.

He just suddenly felt that it was unnecessary.

After the senior high school entrance examination, he didn't go straight to the headquarters, and randomly picked a high school from Linshi, which no one knew, where he had never had the chance to participate in any provincial and municipal competitions, and half of the seats in the parent meeting were empty.

As expected, no one cared about him, no one came to ask him why he gave up on himself so much.

If it weren't for the two extra sums of money on the card that would come out regularly, he would have almost forgotten that he still has his parents.

……

But for some reason, when Jin Linkun put his shoulders on his shoulders, opened a page of words and pointed to the illustrations on it, racking his brains and trying to make up a story for him, there was something stuck in his chest all along. Suddenly loosened.

Jin Linkun went out after the event, and he didn't know where he went.The bedroom was empty and quiet, and Yu Sheng couldn't fall asleep, so he picked up his phone and looked through it.

Just after clicking on the update interface of the mobile game, the dormitory door suddenly slammed.

Jin Linkun dragged a heavy-looking suitcase, bumped into the door, rubbed his upper arm and let out a sigh of relief, picked up the water glass by the table and took a couple of sips of water.

Yu Sheng frowned, sat up, and flicked on the light: "What?"

When he went to the Great Hall, Jin Linkun took the ID form with him, and he actually brought a lot of luggage to the dormitory. A huge suitcase was thrown under the bed, stuffed to the brim.

Yu Sheng thought this was enough, but he didn't expect that there was a second suitcase.

Jin Linkun was squatting on the ground to put the suitcase flat. Hearing this, he raised his head, rolled up his cuffs in relief, and took a picture of the suitcase: "It's all right this time."

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows.

He was a little confused about what this man was up to, and got out of bed with his arms propped up: "What—"

Yu Sheng: "..."

A suitcase full of books.

"A Brief History of Humanity: From Animals to God", "Social Contract Theory", "A Brief History of Time", "Outline of Chinese History", "Crests and Valleys", "Feynman Lectures on Physics", "Numbering Reactions in Organic Synthesis" Strategic Applications".

Facing Jin Linkun's confident gaze, Yu Sheng was silent for a while, then took a step back,

The part of the chest that had just loosened for no reason was resolutely, strictly, resolutely and completely blocked back.