MTL - Aim at That Star-Chapter 125 baby fish

When Ji Siyu was pulled out of the bookstore by Jiang Shi, his expression was still stunned.

The night wind is comforting in this season, and the teenager let go of her wrist and walked to the parking lot to unlock the bicycle.

Ji Siyu stood there, watching his crouching figure.

The teenager's genes are outstanding, which can be seen from his sister Jiang Yun.

He just squatted halfway, facing her sideways, the lights of the street lights fell on his face, body, between the light and dark shadows, even the curve of his neck had a kind of awe-inspiring youthful spirit.

Makes you feel safe.

Also confusing.

"Why are you helping me like this?"

The girl suddenly asked, "You knew me before, didn't you?"

Her tone returned to her usual indifference, as if it came from another dimension.

Gives an aggressive feel.

Jiang Shi paused when he opened the bicycle lock.

Then he turned his head and frowned, "Why do you ask that all of a sudden?"

"It's just knowing."

Ji Siyu's tone became colder, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if observing every flaw in his expression, "The stories you made up on the school rooftop, the words you just said to Yu Yanyan and Zhou Yuyan, are very interesting. Obviously, I know a lot of positions.”

"And your current expression. Guilt."

......

Jiang Shi didn't answer for a few minutes.

This time, in fact, happens to be the time for high school students to study at night, but because there is no school nearby, it is very quiet.

Most of the surrounding shops were also closed, and the rustling of the wind blowing the street trees was very pleasant.

Just now, after he said harsh words to Zhou Yuyan, he directly pulled Ji Siyu out.

Up to now, their group has not been seen, and it is estimated that a temporary family meeting is being held inside.

I don't know if Shi Zuo found his Weibo's grand occasion.

What would be the reaction?

The word "horrible" may only be known to them if they have experienced it themselves.

That is, to help them reshape their worldview and urge them to become a better version of themselves.

- Of course, for the current Jiang Shi, what he needs to pay attention to most is Ji Siyu's questioning.

Facing the girl's indifferent and cold eyes, he sighed heavily.

To be honest, Ji Siyu is really pretty.

Even with heavy bangs, covering most of the eyelids, with a plain face facing the sky, and the school uniform skirt placed neatly on the knees, it can still make people feel amazing: this girl is really beautiful.

But since childhood, she had almost no experience of being pursued by the opposite sex.

It's because the aura is too intimidating.

No matter how unattainable the flower of the mountain is, some brave people are eager to pick it up, but Ji Siyu is like a black rose with thorns and thorns, a poisonous potion bottle in the witch laboratory. , a glance can reject people thousands of miles away.

It seemed that as long as you got closer, you would be cut by her aura.

"Don't always be so stern and pretend like I'm the bad guy."

Jiang Shi looked at her seriously, "Otherwise it's easy to suffer."

"...Am I telling you this now?"

The teenager smiled and said, "I know what you want to know. In fact, you guessed right. I have known you for a long time."

.......It really is.

But for some unknown reason, Ji Siyu didn't feel a sense of relief when he heard the expected answer, instead he felt more and more sad.

really.

All the warmth that falls from the sky in this world has been premeditated for a long time.

There is no real goodwill.

"Don't get me wrong."

Xu Shi saw that her expression was wrong, and Jiang Shi hurriedly walked up to her and explained, "Although I have known you for a long time, I have never had any bad thoughts about you today. Meeting you on the rooftop was purely accidental and accidental, after all, I didn't know you were going to jump off the building."

Actually know.

But sometimes, white lies are the best way to fix things.

Ji Siyu looked at him, nodded, and motioned for him to continue.

"Well... do you remember who lives next door to the Yu family?"

Ji Siyu frowned slightly: "An old man, why are you asking this?"

"Because the old man living next to the Yu family is my grandfather."

"..."

Facing the girl's dazed eyes, Jiang Shi thought for a while, took off his jacket, and put it in a loop on his head, covering half of his face.

Then he raised six fingers and covered his eyes: "So, remember?"

The place where he was standing was where the streetlights were bright, and the light source was scattered from above his head, illuminating his whole person very clearly.

But because his forehead, eyebrows, and eyes were covered, Ji Siyu could only see the lower half of his face, with a beautiful chin and a straight nose. Such a strange shape was still handsome.

So...what's the point?

"In this way, you think of clothes as hats, and my hands as sunglasses, and then recall."

Ji Siyu hugged his arms and said in a low voice, "I can't remember."

"..."

The boy had to put his hand down.

I don't know if his expression is unwilling or helpless, "Do you really not remember me at all? Such a handsome face... Last month, when you burned paper on the balcony, I didn't Have you been chatting with you for a while, but you can't recognize your face, but you can always hear your voice?"

Last month, when she burned paper on the balcony?

......Oh.

It's him.

Ji Siyu's expression was moved for a moment.

In the original novel, there is actually very little depiction of Jiang Shi.

Ji Siyu only mentioned a word or two after his death, saying that he was a new transfer student, the younger brother of a big star, and Yu Yanyan's little wall.

Because of the collection of his photos, there was an ironic conflict with Zhou Yuyan.

Other than that, it's gone, not even serious appearances.

Basically, it's a run-of-the-mill.

But from the original owner's memory, it can be found that he and Ji Siyu actually had some fate.

It was the beginning of summer, and Jiang Shi went to Zhangxin County to see his grandfather.

Grandpa Jiang was the only elder in the Jiang family who loved Jiang Yun more than Jiang Shi, and it was because of him that Jiang Yun was able to go to university.

Therefore, after a successful career, Jiang Yun was also very filial to his grandfather and bought a villa for him in his hometown to retire.

It happened to be next door to Yu's house.

That afternoon, Jiang Shi followed his old habit and slept on the tree in the yard.

As a result, within a few minutes of closing my eyes, a gloomy girl's voice suddenly came from my ear:

"I curse Yu Xuelin to be derailed and contract syphilis, Zhong Biqiao was swept out of the house by her husband's mistress, Yu Zheyuan was given a few green hats after several marriages, and Yu Yanyan will die of a terminal illness tomorrow."

This curse is so vicious.

Jiang Shi opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the source of the sound through the gaps in the branches and leaves.

A girl of fifteen or sixteen.

He was still wearing a school uniform, with neat bangs, long black hair, and very beautiful long hair. At the moment, he was staring at the book in his hand, his expression more vicious than his tone.

Then, with a "click", he pressed the spring switch of the lighter and burned the book page by page.

"It's too hard for you to burn like this."

Jiang Shi looked at it for a while, and said slowly, "Do you want a paper shredder?"

The girl was frightened, and the flames on the book instantly burned her fingers. She threw the lighter away in pain and turned her head.

On the tall locust tree in the neighbor's house, a young man was lying.

Because she was wearing a cap and sunglasses, she couldn't see her face clearly. All she knew was that the outline of her chin was beautiful, her skin was extremely white, and her hands were behind her head.

There is a wall, and the sun is full of branches and leaves, and it is really difficult for people to notice.

The girl took a step back vigilantly: "Who are you?"

Jiang Shi pushed aside the leaves in front of him and didn't answer.

Instead, he lowered his eyes and looked at her through the sunglasses, his tone sounded very calm: "Tell me who you are first."

"Who am I and what is your business?"

"Then who am I and what does it matter to you?"

"..."

After a lot of silence, it was the girl who held back the breath first and said coldly, "I'm one of the residents of this house, how about you?"

"Oh."

Jiang Shi crossed Erlang's legs lazily: "In that case, I'm your neighbor."

"...have you been in the tree just now?"

"Just got up."

"When is 'just'?"

"when."

The boy thought for a while, then pulled off a locust leaf: "I can't remember."

His tone was casual: "Probably when you said you wanted Yu Xuelin to derail and contract syphilis."

"..."

The girl was silent for a long time.

I don't know how many circles of thoughts went through my mind, and what kind of decision was made.

Anyway, in the end, I just asked him one sentence: "What do you want?"

Jiang Shi laughed.

Looking at her with interest: "What do you think I can do?"

The girl clenched the book in her hand and did not speak.

"I don't even know you, and I don't know the people you cursed. I almost forgot their names, but tell me, what can I do to you?"

She raised her eyebrows: "Have you really forgotten the names I said?"

"Did you say Yu Xuelin who contracted syphilis, Zhong Biqiao who was homeless, Yu Zheyuan who wore a cuckold, and Yu Yanyan who was terminally ill?"

The teenager nodded seriously, "Well, I forgot."

......

At this time, it would be really stupid if he didn't realize that the teenager was deliberately teasing her.

"...Whatever you want, if you want to sue, go and sue."

The girl brushed off the charred ashes from the book and lowered her eyes, "Anyway, they already hate me enough, and it doesn't matter if they hear a bad word, you can say whatever you want. It doesn't matter."

up to you. no impact. It doesn't matter.

This kind of attitude to life sounds really sad.

Jiang Shi suddenly stood up straight, jumped over the branch, and jumped straight down from the tree.

"Bang!"

With the crashing sound of the landing, a lot of dust was raised around.

The girl was caught off guard and coughed for a while, and she felt unbelievable: "If you want to climb over the wall and enter someone else's house, why not wait until the person leaves?"

Jiang Shi faced the sun, his brown eyes were very clear against the light: "I want to talk to you."

"...Then you say it, it's not that I can't hear you."

"It's not polite to speak from a tree."

The teenager leaned against the wall behind him, put his hands in his pockets, and said in a lazy tone: "And the shouting is too loud, and the throat hurts."

"..."

She decided to ignore the person's strange logic, picked up the lighter on the ground, squatted down and continued to burn the book: "What do you want to say, say it."

Jiang Shi also squatted next to her: "I just wanted to ask you, do you want to go to my house?"

"..."

The girl's actions of burning the paper stopped.

"I have a shredder at home. I can borrow it from you."

"...I don't seem to know you."

"My name is Jiang Shi."

The boy naturally began to introduce himself, "The family next door is my grandfather. I'm here to visit him. I'll be living next door these days. You can come and play with me at any time. How about you, what's your name?"

The girl frowned and said nothing.

Jiang Shi curved his lips: "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I will ask anyway."

"You don't have your own business to do, and you can waste so much time with a stranger?"

"I think you're very interesting."

The smile on the boy's lips was very shallow, his voice was clear, and his cadence was like he was reciting the lines of an idol drama, "He is beautiful and has a personality, and he is so creative that he even curses. It is very suitable for being my friend."

What he said was overbearing.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the girl sneer, with a very unfriendly attitude: "I'm sorry, I don't want to be your friend."

Fortunately, Jiang Shi was a person who became more and more courageous, and was not repelled by her indifference at all.

Instead, he moved forward with great interest: "You are burning music scores, whose music makes you hate it so much?"

"I wrote it myself."

"..."

If Jiang Shi was still interested in three points just now, it has risen to nine points now.

His eyes lit up.