Lin Chengshuang looked at his suddenly subtle expression with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"
Ji Li pointed to the person in front of him: "This person hasn't turned sixteen yet."
Lin Chengshuang was taken aback and blurted out, "So you're that young?"
"Well……"
"No, I meant age, don't misunderstand!"
Ying Yunsheng: "What misunderstanding?"
Lin Chengshuang initially thought this was a sarcastic remark made in a fit of anger, but upon closer inspection of the other person's expression, she realized that the person was genuinely confused.
He paused, then subconsciously turned to look at Ji Li: "Is your classmate really that naive?"
Ji Li remained noncommittal: "So you should tease him less."
Tingfeng Lane itself was not well-developed. The only factory in the area went out of business after only a few years. Residents worked in a radiating pattern from their tenement buildings. Owning a mobile phone was considered a sign of wealth.
Ying Yunsheng has never used a landline to talk to anyone in his life. He first touched a computer in the school computer lab. His only movie collection was from an open-air cinema trip when he was in elementary school. The only thing he could remember after watching the movie was the bicycle worth 360 yuan in it. With such limited access to the internet, how could one expect him to understand anything?
However, after the group left the cafeteria, Ji Li suddenly felt someone tug at the corner of his clothes.
Ying Yunsheng frowned: "What exactly could I have misunderstood?"
Ji Li thought for a moment: "Maybe you're misunderstanding him because his mind is full of lewd thoughts."
Ying Yunsheng was practically bursting with questions: "Why would I think that?"
"Because the size he refers to can refer to more than just age."
"What else could it refer to?"
"Physiological organs".
"Uh..." Ying Yunsheng was stunned for five seconds, feeling as if he had been instantly burned from his head to his toes by a fire, and his blood almost dried up.
Ji Li touched his face with the back of her hand: "Do you want me to buy you a bottle of ice water to cool you down?"
"Uh..." Lin Chengshuang turned her head, looking resentful: "Who was it that just said not to tease him?"
Ji Li: "What did I do?"
"You clearly said, you said..."
Lin Chengshuang tried for a long time but still couldn't say the word, and finally could only turn back in frustration.
The same words sounded like a physiology lesson to Ji Li, but not to him. His head was full of useless information, and if he were to speak, it would take at least three years to develop a basic understanding.
Ying Yunsheng was still in a daze when suddenly something cold touched his cheek.
He turned his head to avoid it, and saw Ji Li take a piece of milk cake from the freezer at some point, tear open the packaging bag that was still covered with water droplets, and hand it over: "Open your mouth."
Ying Yunsheng did as he was told.
The happiest moment of eating ice cream is the instant it enters your mouth, like a beautiful candy house from your childhood dreams suddenly being presented to you in two hands, enough to make any unbearable summer feel better.
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Wednesday was a sunny day.
Ji Li asked his homeroom teacher for leave in advance and blatantly skipped evening self-study to come to the school gate.
Ying Yunsheng stood by the metal sliding gate and saw him like a child who had stayed behind at kindergarten and suddenly met his parent who had come to pick him up.
Ji Li was amused by the scene she had imagined.
Lin Chengshuang's home and school are about five or six bus stops apart, and the two of them still have to walk two or three hundred meters after getting out of the taxi.
Ji Li didn't rush inside. Instead, she pulled the person next to her aside and asked, "Would you like some milk tea?"
Following his gaze, Ying Yunsheng saw the sign of a milk tea shop on the street.
The brand is well-known throughout the country and is considered one of the city's unique symbols.
Ji Li sent a message on his phone, asking Lin Chengshuang and the others present what type of milk tea they liked.
It would take quite a while to prepare all the drinks, so he only took the first one that was made and lifted the small square hole on the lid: "Try it."
Ying Yunsheng took it.
"Is it good?"
"Um."
"Is it better than the one from Tingfeng Primary School?"
Ying Yunsheng was about to answer when he suddenly realized something, looked up and met the smiling eyes of the person in front of him.
There were indeed milk tea vendors in Tingfeng Lane, but they were only located outside the only primary school. Unlike now, where there are dedicated shops and famous signs, it was just a small wooden cart with shelves full of colorful bottles and jars containing various flavors of milk tea powder, priced at one yuan and fifty cents to distinguish between large and small cups.
Once a customer places an order, the vendor scoops a spoonful of powder from a glass jar of the corresponding color, pours in boiling water, adds a spoonful of crushed ice, shakes it in a stainless steel bottle until it melts completely, and serves it in a simple cup without even a plastic seal. It's a delicious treat that children can enjoy for an entire afternoon.
Ji Li had bought it before, but after only taking one sip, she handed the whole cup to Ying Yunsheng. Seeing the other man sip it slowly, his eyes narrowed with satisfaction, she asked, "Is it good?"
As Ying Yunsheng answered yes, he looked up and saw the person in front of him standing on the road leading home from school, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and jeans, the hem of his shirt billowing and then hanging down in the wind, with students running, laughing and playing behind him.
Her eyes were filled with a bright smile, her gentleness reaching its peak: "I've tasted even better drinks elsewhere, I'll take you there sometime."
Looking back now, it was just a cup of colored sugar water with almost no milk flavor, but it was something that stuck with him for a long time. Even now, sitting in a nicely decorated, air-conditioned shop with a drink worth more than ten times its former value, he can still easily recall it the moment the other person mentions it.
The shop owner clearly put a lot of thought into it; they used paper cups to serve drinks, which were covered with brightly colored landscape paintings, and no water droplets would condense on them no matter how long you held them.
Ying Yunsheng stared at the other person for a long time, then suddenly asked, "Didn't you order anything?"
Ji Li paused for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't drink beverages."
Ying Yunsheng remained silent.
If I really didn't like it, I would never have bought it before.
Ji Li had no idea what the other person was thinking.
He used to really like these things, but ever since he was hospitalized due to an illness, he hasn't touched them again, which is why Lin Chengshuang still thinks he just doesn't like sweets.
The number call sign beeped, and Ji Li had just lifted the bag off the food counter when someone took the weight from her hands.
Ji Li followed behind the other person empty-handed, staring at the large bag with over a dozen drinks in each hand: "Are you planning to ruin me?"
Ying Yunsheng walked out of the store carrying the bag: "I'm happy to."
A note from the author:
Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 20
Chapter 20
Werewolf
"Ji Li?" Ling Luo opened the door and stared blankly at the person outside.
Ji Li hummed in agreement, changed his shoes, found a pair of clean slippers and placed them in front of Ying Yunsheng, then took the things the other was carrying.
Erpang, who was standing nearby, came over and his eyes lit up when he saw the big bag of drinks that the visitor had placed on the shelf: "You're here, why bring a gift!"
"I would have believed you if you had put the cup down before you said that." Lin Chengshuang poked her head out of the kitchen and yelled at the group blocking the entrance, "Ji Li, you're just in time, come and help!"
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“Brother, this really isn’t my fault,” Lin Chengshuang said.
"What pot?"
"Ling Luo!" Lin Chengshuang lowered his voice, "I never expected that the goddess Erpang had been talking about was actually her. It's not easy for a brother to have his first love. Now the seed of love has finally sprouted a little bit. Besides, half of the people here are our classmates from before we were divided into classes. We all know each other. Even if I were the birthday boy, I couldn't possibly kick them out, could I?"
Ji Li asked, "Why are you telling me this?"
"Isn't Ling Luo your rumored girlfriend?"
"Uh..." In just a few days, how far have the gossips spread in the school?
Ji Li put the vegetables into the basket: "I'm not familiar with her."
Lin Chengshuang thought to himself, "You're so open and honest, but the girl might not think the same way."
However, he didn't say that out loud. Instead, he carried the plates of food out of the kitchen and called out, "Come on! Let's eat hot pot!"
They cooked in a hot pot with two broths, and the whole table was filled with people. Towards the end of the meal, Lin Chengshuang suggested playing Truth or Dare, but Erpang rejected it.
"Are you scared, Fatty?"
"So old-fashioned! Can't you think of something more original?"
Lin Chengshuang thought to himself, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't seize it. Don't blame me for being impolite." He turned around and took out a stack of boxes: "Werewolf, Three Kingdoms, Journey to the West, Who's the Spy? What games are we going to play?"
"Well……".
"Ahem." Lin Chengshuang stood in front of the light switch, wearing a judge's hat with a ribbon tied in a bow under her chin, holding a small gavel, and said with a smile, "It's dark—please close your eyes."
With a "click," the light went out.
It's almost eight o'clock now, and it's already dark outside. If you turn on the lights, it'll be a live version of the Werewolf Carnival Night.
Ying Yunsheng had never played this kind of game before and originally wanted to quit, but there were exactly thirteen people present. If one of them was chosen as the judge, they could make a twelve-person game. If they lost one more civilian, people would object.
A judge is not someone a novice can handle.
Ji Li gave him a last-minute lesson five minutes early: "Four werewolves form one group, and the remaining eight form another group. Remember which group you are in, and as for the function of each card, just listen to what the judge says."
Lin Chengshuang didn't care about that and said with great interest, "Of course there are winners and losers in games, so there should be rewards and punishments, right? The person who loses the most has to perform a talent show because the person who wins the most, how about that?"
Erpang held back for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "Are you just waiting to see the punishment?"
Lin Chengshuang flicked the brim of her hat: "Anyway, I'm not the one who's being punished."
Erpang was shocked by his shamelessness.
I don't know where Lin Chengshuang got the voice recording from, but he actually played a wolf howl on his phone for everyone, which was actually a bit scary in the closed room.
A dozen or so people sat cross-legged in a circle in the living room, playing one game, two games, three games with wolf howls as background music.
In the first round, Ji Li became the witch and poisoned the last werewolf before the third day arrived, winning the game for the good guys.
In the second game, Ji Li played as a werewolf. On the first day, he was unanimously elected as the sheriff. After three nights, four divine roles died, and the werewolf team won.