Chapter 3 Do you believe that there is a soul in this world? 2
"Hey you……"
After a while, a childish boy's voice interrupted me from behind.
I turned around and saw a young boy in a junior high school uniform standing a few steps away from me with a frown on his face, staring at me without blinking. Such a heavy expression should not have appeared on the face of a child who looked only about 12 years old.
"Hmm?" I hesitated for a moment and walked towards him. "Are you calling me?"
He is almost as tall as me, just a little shorter.
I looked at him, and he just stared at me without saying a word. Yes, he stared at me, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions that I couldn't understand.
Uh... do I know this kid from the junior high school? Why is he looking at me like that... I felt a little embarrassed by his stare, and could only smile at him awkwardly. I didn't know what to say, and it seemed like I couldn't just leave like that.
etc……
Looking at this junior high school student in front of me, I suddenly felt something was strange.
He frowned tightly with his handsome thick eyebrows, his facial features were delicate and handsome despite his young age, his thin lips were naturally red, his skin was as white as a piece of tender white tofu that could be squeezed to produce water, and his big dark eyes were particularly dazzling - but, unfortunately, his school uniform was worn crookedly, his short hair was a little messy, and his whole body gave off a rebellious feeling that said "no one should disturb me".
But why do I feel that this child looks familiar? And the more I look at him, the more familiar he looks... Especially like someone...
Leaf realm!
Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind and I turned around to look at the young man who was standing against the wall not far behind me.
The moment I saw him, I felt my heart sink.
In all the time we've been together, I've never seen him look like this.
He stared blankly at the boy who was about the same height as me. There was a distressing dullness on his handsome face, and his thin lips were slightly open... Suddenly, he lowered his eyes, turned around without saying a word, and cast his gaze towards the tree-lined path outside the teaching building.
Before I could think about it, I vaguely saw him sigh with his back to us, and then his body flashed and Ye Jing had returned to the mirror in my pocket.
I was still in shock and turned back to look at the boy from junior high school, only to find that he had also turned and left.
"Ah!" Without thinking, I immediately trotted a few steps to catch up with him. I followed the junior high school student, hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously, "You...were you calling me just now? What's the matter? "
This junior high school student in front of me looks almost 70% like Ye Jing, but he has a completely different aura from Ye Jing - he frowned tightly and looked annoyed, as if he didn't hear me talking.
I bit my lower lip and continued to ask tentatively, "Excuse me, do you know Ye Jing?"
He suddenly stopped, and his face, which still contained his childishness, became tense.
"Who are you?" He turned his head and stared at me viciously.
"Well!"
I was so startled that I didn't react for a moment.
He continued to glare at me aggressively : "What right do you have to pry into other people's affairs? What does it have to do with you? Who are you to him?"
"I--" Facing this rebellious child and his face that looked very much like a smaller version of Ye Jing, I didn't feel strange at all. It was as if Ye Jing was yelling at me, and I was extremely angry.
I also frowned, stared at the child with wide eyes and said confidently: "I am his friend!"
"Friend?" He looked me up and down, and suddenly yelled at me, "Nonsense! How come I have never seen you before! Stop bothering me!"
Then, he ran away like a puff of smoke, leaving me standing alone in the corridor, awkwardly, enjoying the strange looks from all around.
Are all adolescent children like this?
"Classmate, are you... okay?"
I turned my head and saw a girl wearing thick glasses standing next to me, asking me in a low voice.
It was the first time that a classmate took the initiative to care about me. The embarrassment just now disappeared instantly, and I could hardly believe my ears and eyes.
"That..." The girl shyly pushed her thick glasses and comforted me in a low voice, "Don't be angry, that kid from the junior high school is Ye Jing's younger brother. He used to come to the door of our classroom every day at noon to wait for Ye Jing to have lunch together. Even now... maybe he still can't accept that his brother had an accident."
Ye Jing's younger brother...
really.
My heart was pounding, and the distraught look of Ye Jing before he returned to the mirror appeared before my eyes, so loud that I almost had tinnitus.
"Ah..." After being stunned for half a minute, I finally found my voice, "Then... do you know what the child's name is?"
The girl wearing thick glasses looked at me in surprise: "There are people in our school who don't know the name of Ye Jing's younger brother! That child is Ye Zixi, a first-year student in the junior high school of our school, and has a very good relationship with his brother!"
"Ye Zixi..." I repeated, and suddenly remembered something, my eyes lit up and I stared at the girl in front of me, "Classmate, what's your name?"
"Me? My name is Jin Xin..."
"Did you just say, uh, does that mean... Ye Jing is a classmate of yours?"
"Yes!" Through her thick glasses, I saw her rolling her eyes.
I didn't care about these details, I shouted happily: "Great! My name is Luo Huayin, I want to ask about Ye Jing!"
"Ah?" The girl with thick glasses was surprised, then shook her head, "Sorry, I'm not familiar with Ye Jing, and we haven't talked much in class... I only know that the child just now is his younger brother. Ever since Ye Jing's accident, the child still stays at the classroom door for a while every day."
"Is that so..." I was stunned for a moment, then looked at the girl in front of me seriously, "Thank you!"
After saying that, I didn’t bother to say anything more, turned around and left in a hurry.
