"Why did you suddenly ask you to find Lin Zhan? I haven't asked you to find him for so many years?" Ding Ji frowned, "Is it because he is sick?"

"Probably, my mother means she is afraid that she will not be able to see him before she dies." Lin Wuyu said.

"This disease is not that scary, and you won't have a long-cherished wish at the end of your life," Ding Ji said. "Is there any clue? How do you find it?"

"My mom's friend," Lin Wuyu said with a little difficulty, "I took a photo..."

"Damn!" Ding Ji was shocked, "Where did you take the photo? Where did you think of it? Can you confirm it was him?"

"I... haven't seen it yet." Lin Wuyu said.

Ding Ji shut up suddenly.

Lin Wuyu probably didn't want to or dare to look for him.

The two entered the school gate in silence and crossed the school road.

It’s not summer vacation yet, and the first and second year seniors are still in class. You can hear the noise coming from the classroom where the self-study class, the shouts and laughter from the playground in the distance, and the bang of basketball hitting the ground.

Lin Wuyu took Ding Ji into the dormitory. Perhaps it was because the uncle of the chamberlain had already known about his situation, so Ding Ji followed him in. The uncle didn't ask much, but just said, "Is Xiaolin back?"

"Yes." Lin Wuyu responded with a smile.

This is Ding Ji's second time coming to Lin Wuyu's dormitory. It's a big difference when he came back, and it's full of separation.

"Drink Coke?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"It's just that ice is drunk," Ding Ji said, "It's boring to drink it if you don't ice is drunk."

"I'm so cold, I have to wait for a while." Lin Wuyu said.

"Hey, no, no," Ding Ji said quickly, "Stop running, I'm not thirsty, I don't need to drink anything."

Lin Wuyu didn't say anything, opened the cabinet, took out two listenings to Coke, and a carton.

After putting the coke in a small washbasin, he poured the things in the carton onto the table, one by one, which looked like ice packs.

"What are you doing?" Ding Ji asked.

"Make you ice coke." Lin Wuyu said, picking up an ice bag and throwing it on the table.

"With your mind?" Ding Ji asked again.

Lin Wuyu threw the ice bag in his hand to him. When he caught it, he found that the ice bag was actually iced, and he was a little surprised: "Is this the frozen version of the warm baby?"

"That's right, it's used for refrigerant and gel," said Lin Wuyu, "and it's faster to cut the ice cola after a while."

Ding Ji found it very interesting. They stood in front of the table, picked up the ice bag and threw it, then pinched it. After the ice bag started to ice, they cut a hole and poured the gel into a small basin.

Like playing games.

"I may not dare." Lin Wuyu walked up to him and took the photo.

Ding Ji looked at his face.

Lin Wuyu has been practicing this skill of concealing emotions for about ten years. Before, he didn't even dare to look at photos, but now he can do nothing on his face when he looks at photos.

He didn't even tremble, as if he was looking at his report card that remained the first place for thousands of years.

"Is that true?" Ding Ji broke the silence. He didn't say anything anymore and he was worried that Lin Wuyu would suddenly fall asleep like he did in the previous review.

Lin Wuyu took two seconds to raise his eyes.

Before he could speak, a tear suddenly slid from the corner of his left eye to the tip of his chin.

Ding Ji didn't even see tears gathering in his eyes, and he didn't even have time to red. The way this tear appeared was like a raindrop that accidentally dripped on Lin Wuyu's face.

"It should be." Lin Wuyu said, and he could not hear his crying in his voice.

Ding Ji was a little helpless. Lin Wuyu said that he didn't know how to coax others when they cried. In fact, it was the same. Although Ding Ji often cried because of his abundant feelings, he also didn't know how to face others' crying, especially because he cried so... unintentionally.

He wanted to get Lin Wuyu a tissue, but after quickly pressing it on his only two pants pockets, he knew that he didn't have this thing on his body, so he quickly looked left and right, and glanced at the table, but he didn't see anything that had the same function as tissue.

Finally, he had to stand up, grabbed the hem of Lin Wuyu's clothes, pulled it up and rubbed it on his face twice.

"Is it dirty?" Lin Wuyu said, "the clothes that have been rolling on the mountain for a whole day."

"You haven't changed your clothes, who are you blamed?" Ding Ji sighed and pulled up the corner of his clothes, "Okay, I'll change my clothes."

"Thank you." Lin Wuyu pressed his hand.

Ding Ji didn't say anything.

Lin Wuyu pulled the clothes from his hands, lowered his head and pressed them on his eyes.

Ding Ji felt incredible: "Has your brain been stabbed by a dead bird?"

"Your hands are too heavy," said Lin Wuyu, "just rubbing my face hurts."

"You are so thick-skinned..." Ding Ji tsk, "Are you that tender?"

Lin Wuyu smiled: "Coke should be a little cold, is it drinking?"

"Wait a little longer," said Ding Ji, "If there is no ice, will you put it back..."

"Okay." Lin Wuyu pulled a chair and sat down, lowered his head and looked at the photo again.

"Dare you dare to watch now?" Ding Ji asked.

"Yes." Lin Wuyu nodded.

"Stop crying?" Ding Ji looked at Lin Wuyu. If he had just seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that this man had just shed tears half a minute ago.

"Why did my parents ask me to look for it?" Lin Wuyu said, "If it were Lin Zhan, they knew that Lin Zhan would not see them."

"But if you go," Ding Ji said, "if you really encounter it, he may not hide, right?"

"Maybe." Lin Wuyu said.

"Then are you going?" Ding Ji asked.

"Go," said Lin Wuyu, "I will leave after applying for the volunteers. I have to go anyway, it's the same as going early or late."

"Why..." Ding Ji regretted it after speaking.

After Lin Wuyu spoke, he regretted even more.
Chapter completed!