I'm waiting for you in my memory

Chapter 17 Who wins and who loses (2)
The "Black-headed General" was as brave as yesterday, with the determination to go all out without looking back, but Yao Qiyun's gray guy kept dodging and dodging. After a few minutes, Situ Jue had already seen Yao Qiyun's frown, and he was very happy in his heart.I just wanted to let him know that big talk depends on the occasion, not all turtles are ninjas, and not every low-key one is a master.

The little cricket circled and dodged repeatedly, and the "black-headed general" seemed a little impatient, and followed him around several times, and the onlookers booed.At this moment, the little cricket somehow shifted to a rather favorable position behind the "Blackheaded General", and cunningly showed its power, rolling its tentacles, hitting the head, kicking, every strike was critical.

Situ Jue, who was watching coldly with the old god at first, also felt that something was wrong, and secretly clenched his hands tightly, his palms were full of sweat.Yao Qiyun still looked dead, he didn't even relax his brows.

After several rounds, it was like a cricket version of a Jedi counterattack. The "black-headed general" who had the upper hand was gradually defeated by the little cricket's unexpected and ruthless tricks.Situ Jue could only watch helplessly, full of anxiety and had nothing to pour out, wishing he could replace Cricket and go directly to fight Yao Qiyun himself.

Just 10 minutes later, the "Blackhead General" was finally defeated. The little cricket, who was as desperate as its master at first, had changed his face, raised his head and chest, and held his head high.In the small bucket, the outcome has been decided.

In the silence, Situ Jue pursed his lips tightly, and his beautiful face was full of anger, resignation, and frustration, but he still suppressed the hatred in his heart, stood up, raised his chin and said coldly to Yao Qiyun. Said: "Okay, you win."

Yao Qiyun didn't speak, and carefully put the cricket back into the unremarkable clay pot.

It's not that Situ Jue has never lost before, but he laughed it off, he is not a person who can't afford to lose, and this is the first time Wu Jiang has seen this serious look.Although Yao Qiyun looked like a stuffed gourd, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that there was an undercurrent between him and Situ, and the aura was wrong.

Of course Wu Jiang is a good friend who wholeheartedly defends himself. He leaned over to put away the "Blackhead General" who was covered in bruises for Situ, and said with a smile: "Actually, this comparison is not fair. Situ's crickets fought several times yesterday. I'm sorry for this wheel battle."

"That's right, that's right, I saw 'General Blackhead' had a wound on his foot yesterday."

"Yeah, this result doesn't count."

The onlookers were all Situ's friends, and you talked with each other.

Yao Qiyun put the hand holding the cricket jar behind his back, no matter what they said, he didn't argue at all, and there was even an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.He looked at Situ Jue, as if waiting for her reaction.

Situ Jue's lowered hand was still tightly clenched, she was afraid that if she was impulsive, she would really hit him twice, maybe she could slap him in the face more pleasingly.

But this can't change the facts in front of us.

"Hey, stop talking, 'Blackhead' was fine yesterday and today, and if you lose, you lose."

She took the cage handed over by Wu Jiang, turned around and put the defeated "Blackhead General" back in the grass.

A cricket can only be defeated once, and from then on it will completely lose its fighting spirit, and it is meaningless to keep it. It is better to let it live.But people lose the game, but they cannot lose their character.Especially in front of villains, she didn't want to look like him.

On the way home, Wu Jiang teased Situ Jue several times, but Situ Jue just said "stop making trouble", but couldn't laugh after all.At night, she closed the door to do her homework in the room, with the earphones turned up to the loudest, concentrating on silently writing words, and suddenly turned to scribbling to vent her anger. It wasn't until a piece of draft paper was beyond recognition that she felt better.

Originally, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, maybe she just hates herself for losing at the hands of Yao Qiyun, who she hates and whom she despises.

After returning from the park in the middle of the street, before dinner at home, Situ Jue, who was washing his hands, passed by Yao Qiyun, who was walking in and out to help Xue Shaoping, at the door of the kitchen. She walked straight forward, but Yao Qiyun took the initiative to make way for her. When she was close at hand, she clearly heard the humble, hardworking and sensible boy softly whispering in her ear, "Ah Jue, are you convinced?"

She gave him a hard look.Both parents were present, especially my father was sitting nearby, and there was a possibility of catching evidence of her "bullying" him at any time.A good guy doesn't suffer from immediate disadvantages. When eating, she imagined that every piece of meat was bitten off from Yao Qiyun's body. The meal was so delicious that she was almost full.Xue Shaoping, who didn't know the result, said in surprise: "It seems that Qiyun's first cooking today is very appetizing to you."

Hearing this, Situ Jue almost aroused the desire to rush to the toilet to scratch his throat.

Thinking of this, Situ Jue, who had just recovered a little, lay on the bed with his head up, twisting his body on the quilt with his head in pain, shouting silently, "God, take him away."

God may be deaf, and often misinterprets people's meanings, taking black as white.Therefore, not only did he not take Yao Qiyun away, but he immediately sent that guy over.Because Situ Jue finally heard the persistent knock on the door through the roar of the music.

The people who came were obviously not parents.Mom usually knocks symbolically for a while, and then pushes the door open, while Dad skips the knocking process and shouts at the door, "Situ Jue, come out."

Then, it can only be the person she least wants to see.

Situ Jue covered his head with the pillow, hoping that he would be more sensible and take the initiative to realize that he was not popular, but maybe there is no one in the world who is more persistent than him, and the knock on the door is still going on. Even the tempo didn't speed up even a little bit because of impatience.

If she never paid attention to her, and if her parents would not be alarmed, would he be knocked out forever?
As Situ Jue thought about it, he suddenly felt a little terrifying.

She quickly turned over and jumped out of bed, and opened the door forcefully.

Sure enough, it was Yao Qiyun outside the door, and Situ Jue's sudden reaction must have caught him a little by surprise.

He looked at Situ Jue, who was dressed absolutely at home, with a baggy T-shirt and sports shorts that exposed his entire long legs, his tied hair was shaggy, barefoot, and his face was not very friendly.

"Are you asleep?" he asked hesitantly.

"You know I'm asleep, so you knock on the door on purpose?"

"Of course not, what happened during the day...I don't want to make it unpleasant."

"If that's what you're after, well, I'm convinced. Are you satisfied?" she said.

Yao Qiyun put his hand on the door frame, "Actually, you can be more skillful in picking crickets, for example..."

Situ Jue didn't let him continue, and said in an unbearable tone: "I've already said it, and I admit that I'm not as good as you, so I won't play the head office, shall I? Why are you still entangled in this matter? Showing off in front of you can make your sense of victory last longer?"

Yao Qiyun lowered his head again, as if he didn't know what to say, his fingers ran across the uneven surface of the wooden door frame, as if he suddenly remembered that he had another hand behind his back.

He stretched out that hand to Situ Jue, holding the clay pot that looked like it was used to hold crickets today.

"Here's this one for you. Although it looks inconspicuous, it will be much stronger than your big one today."

His words were spoken quickly and vaguely.

But Situ Jue heard it clearly, and at the same time, he heard the cricket chirping through the small jar, it was the little cricket from the "Blackhead General" who had defeated her in public.

"What do you mean?" Situ Jue asked.

If it was Yao Qiyun who knew Situ Jue better later on at this time, he would stop in time and leave; or, he would never have tried to reconcile with her in such an absolutely stupid way from the very beginning, but in essence it was a challenge The limit of her endurance.

Because later he couldn't understand how proud Situ Jue was.She will give the poor people the greatest kindness and sympathy, but she can never accept the slightest sympathy from others; similarly, she can accept the defeat of her own skills, but she hates the charity that should not belong to her.

Either don't, or be absolutely pure.

And later he loved Situ Jue like this, and also hated Situ Jue like this.

"I told you this is for you, and you can use it to win many games." It's a pity that the later is always the later, and Yao Qiyun stubbornly refused to let go of his hand at that time.

Situ Jue asked as if asking for proof: "You really gave it to me?"

Yao Qiyun nodded slightly.

She took it with one hand, walked to the window in a few steps, pushed open the glass and threw the jar containing the crickets out forcefully.The gray clay pot was thrown out in a parabola, and finally disappeared from sight with a muffled sound.

"Since you gave it to me, how to deal with it is my business."

Situ Jue patted the non-existent dust on his hands, finally showed a smile, went back to the door, and was about to close the door in front of him.

The calm mask that Yao Qiyun worked so hard to weave was also shattered. He didn't seem to see the door that was about to close, so he stretched out his hand and clamped Situ Jue's arm. Apart from anger, there was deep puzzlement in his eyes.

For fear of alarming Situ Jiu'an and his wife, he lowered his voice, "Since we are a family, why can't we get along well?"

In the midst of his anger, Situ Jue still remembered some sense of propriety, and narrowly closed the door that was about to crush his arm.

"A family?" She sneered, "You really put gold on your face, who is your family?"

Yao Qiyun was breathing quickly, his face turned completely cold, and his slightly gloomy eyes looked like cold pools.Only then did he realize that Situ Jue wanted to humiliate him. It was an easy thing to do. With just one sentence, the self-confidence and longing that he had worked hard to manage became more ridiculous than anything else.

"I'll count to three, if you don't take back your hand, I'll let my parents come over to see what you're doing!" Situ Jue warned word by word.

She didn't need to count to three, as soon as the words fell, the strength in Yao Qiyun's hands was already slowly weakening.

Situ Jue turned sideways abruptly, shook off his restraints, as if shaking off a dirty object, and then closed the door tightly in disgust.

Yao Qiyun couldn't recover from the not-heavy sound of closing the door for a long time, he subconsciously wiped his hands vigorously on the trouser legs, then slowly spread them out, and then began to despair.

(End of this chapter)