Good Luck Time - Chapter 19

[Chapter 19]

Tao Sizhi’s fingers were cold, with a slight heat between his fingers, his palms were soft, his wrists were very skinny, and there was a light soap fragrance on his body.

Jiang Ge kissed him for a long time, and then said happy birthday to him.

He didn’t speak, looked at Jiang Ge for a moment, put his face on Jiang Ge’s shoulder, hugged Jiang Ge and didn’t let go, as if afraid that Jiang Ge would leave. After hugging for a long time, he let go, raised his face slightly, and said to Jiang Ge, “Jiang Ge, come and celebrate your birthday with me in the future.”

The curtains in Jiang Ge’s room were mostly drawn, and Tao Sizhi’s eyes were in the shadows. , appears godless but harmless.

He always put on an expression of being serious and wandering, and his eyes were often looking at other places. Tao Sizhi doesn’t like to make eye contact with people, like a lonely island that can be seen from the mainland bay, but has no bridges.

On rare occasions, Kojima would utter a few words, struggling to communicate with someone standing somewhere in the bay.

Jiang Ge answered him: “Okay.” Tao Sizhi said again, “Then you have to be on time, and I want to eat cake on time.”

Jiang Ge raised his hand to rub Tao Sizhi’s head and said, “Oh.” Then he did not control himself and asked Tao Sizhi. Said, “If I don’t come on time, what will happen to you?”

Tao Sizhi looked at him blankly, as if he had thought about it but couldn’t come up with it. He gave up and continued to think. He leaned over and took the game console out of the bag and opened the box. , took out the manual.

Jiang Ge thought he would not answer any more, but Tao Sizhi took the manual and read two pages, suddenly raised his head and said to Jiang Ge, “I want to eat cake on time.”

Jiang Ge softened and said to him, “I will be on time. .”

Tao Sizhi nodded, raised his face and kissed Jiang Ge’s chin. His lips softly covered Jiang Ge’s skin and said “um”.

For some reason, when Tao Sizhi lowered his eyes, Jiang Ge thought of the classmate Tao Sizhi’s father said had also received a birthday invitation.

Tao Sizhi leaned over again, took a music game that he liked just now, walked to the sofa in Jiang Ge’s room, sat down, and installed the game into the console according to the instructions.

Jiang Ge watched him play clumsily for a while and taught him several times, but he still couldn’t.

Tao Sizhi’s mind responded quickly, but the manipulation of his fingers always seemed to be half a beat, making it difficult to complete precise operations.

He kept trying and kept failing quickly. Jiang Ge felt that his failure rate was a bit pitiful, so he helped him adjust the difficulty to novice mode, and he finally started to succeed.

After playing continuously for half an hour, he put down the game console and said to Jiang Ge, “This game is too challenging. I will rest for a while to refresh myself.”

Jiang Ge thought it was funny, but he didn’t laugh, because Tao Sizhi was very uncomfortable. If he likes others to laugh at him, he will be unhappy.

He put the game console aside, took out his mobile phone, played his old love “Meteor Rose Garden”, and said to himself: “Playing with things is so frustrating, I almost forgot to do my daily life.” After playing for a while, he suddenly raised his head, Jiang Ge thought he was going to draw the card himself, but Tao Sizhi said, “Would you like to know what I wished for?”

Jiang Ge: “You say.”

“I hope to win the lottery at the mobilization meeting of the third year of high school this year,” Tao Sizhi told He, “Last Wednesday at 2:50 p.m., I heard the dean in the teacher’s office say that the prizes for this mobilization meeting are even richer than what you have drawn.”

“…” Jiang Ge immediately thought of his brand-new three Nineteen teaching supplementary books, as well as the rewriting of famous teachers every Wednesday, he said blankly, “Oh, then my birthday wish is not to win the lottery.”

Tao Sizhi looked at Jiang Ge in surprise: “What? Don’t you want it? ”

I don’t want to.” Jiang Ge said.

“Then change your birthday wish. Don’t miss it. You can give it to me if you get it. I plan to sell the liberal arts teaching and supplementary books to people in the preparatory class of literature and history, and the money I receive will be added to the game.” Tao Sizhi suddenly and quickly Plan what didn’t happen.

“…Excuse me, do you know anyone in the preparatory course for literature and history?” Jiang Ge asked a very realistic question.

Tao Sizhi made an “oh” and stopped talking. After a while, he leaned over and asked Jiang Ge, “Do you have one?”

Jiang Ge pinched his face: “No.”

Tao Sizhi raised his hand and pushed Jiang Ge’s arm, and said inarticulately, “Go and meet someone.”

“Why don’t you go.” Jiang Ge asked him.

Tao Sizhi turned his eyes away and stopped talking.

After pondering for a moment, he changed his plan and decided bitterly: “I’ll post it on the second-hand book network, although the price is lower.

” Jiang Ge cheered: “Jiang Ge, you must win the lottery!” After that, he came over to kiss Jiang Ge’s lips, not knowing whether to pass on the good luck that did not exist to Jiang Ge, or to share the joy of winning the lottery in advance.

“Tao Sizhi,” Jiang Ge still laughed, and asked him, “Why are you so strange.”

Tao Sizhi said confidently and confidently, “I will win the lottery.” Then he lowered his head and continued to do the task and play the festival. copy.

When Tao Sizhi played games, he became a person, like a craftsman polishing art, devoted to flower gardening.

Jiang Ge watched for a few minutes, but still couldn’t control himself, and asked Tao Sizhi, “What’s wrong with Shuhua?”

He saw Tao Sizhi’s hand paused, and heard Tao Sizhi say, “Ah.”

“You liked this when you were young . Friends?” Jiang Ge said casually, looking at Tao Sizhi’s eyelashes.

“I don’t like it.” Tao Sizhi stared at the phone screen, his voice flat, and answered quickly.

After a while, Tao Sizhi lowered his head again and said, “I already hate him.” He didn’t stop, but clicked the plot with his fingers on the screen, still reading word by word.

After watching a few episodes, Tao Sizhi spoke again and said, “Shanghua lied to me, and my brother said he bullied me.”

Jiang Ge touched his cheek and asked in a low voice, “How did he bully you?”

“He stole my entire 6 workbooks and threw away my test papers secretly,” Tao Sizhi raised his face, looked at Jiang Ge, and said to him, “Steal my pocket money, call me a thief, and promise me to come to my birthday , and don’t come.”

Tao Sizhi said, “I hate him.”

“But he is very nice to me sometimes,” Tao Sizhi looked down at his phone again, and seemed to add rationally, “He talks to me, unlike others who laugh at me. When I fell, Shuhua helped me up and took me to the infirmary to treat the wound.”

Tao Sizhi told Jiang Ge: “I couldn’t manage myself at that time, I hated the smell of iodine, and beat him and the doctor with his hands. The doctor in the room, he didn’t beat me either.”

Jiang Ge had a hard time describing his feelings, he reached out and touched Tao Sizhi’s chin and said, “This is good for you.”

Tao Sizhi didn’t say anything, he finished the copy and got the reward , raised his head, saw Jiang Ge looking at him, paused, and also stared at Jiang Ge.

At the end, Tao Sizhi suddenly said, “Jiang Ge, you are the best to me.”

“No one has ever treated me so well as you have,” he said to Jiang Ge, “draw a card for me, spend my birthday with me, and give me a game console. I have never encountered such a thing.”

He leaned towards Jiang Ge and said, “I like you.” Holding Jiang Ge, he gently put his face on Jiang Ge’s shoulder.

Jiang Ge was stunned for a long time, his heartbeat quickly returned to Tao Sizhi’s thin back, and he hugged Tao Sizhi a little nervously and carefully, along with Tao Sizhi’s weird, clumsy, straightforward, erratic, incomprehensible amorous feelings, and one who had never been better bad luck.

Tao Sizhi leaned on his shoulder and breathed gently.

Jiang Ge thought him clearly, and admitted that Tao Sizhi was insignificant in the eyes of many people, but it did not prevent him from being precious in his heart.

The author has something to say:

dizzy, two-way Minglian is more suitable. Is there such a tag for me to hit one

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