Who says those who retire at the speed of light are not heroes?

Logical and sound.

"That's true." Lin Cheng thought about it and realized that this was the truth, but the next second, he made a move that made Ji Zhezhi want to punch him.

He licked the finger that Ji Zhezhi had just bitten.

Ji Zhezhi took a deep breath.

"Are you going to give up your dignity?"

"Why? Isn't it normal to suck it when it hurts?"

Ji Zhezhi reached out and grabbed his arm, then moved in front of her and lowered her head. Lin Cheng wanted to pull his hand back, but her mouth had already fallen on him and bit him hard. Lin Cheng grimaced in pain.

Lin Cheng didn't lick it again this time. He touched and took out a tissue to wipe it carefully. Ji Zhezhi lowered her head and continued to apply floral dew on her white and tender feet. She raised her snow-white feet. Her waist was very soft, but this movement squeezed the soft flesh on her chest, revealing a little from the neckline. Lin Cheng looked straight ahead, sitting upright, pretending that he saw nothing.

Ji Zhezhi paints very slowly.

Lin Cheng always felt that she did it on purpose. This guy had a strange and evil taste. After about three or four minutes, Ji Zhezhi withdrew her hand and raised her white and tender feet, waiting for the flower dew to evaporate and be absorbed by her skin. Lin Cheng took out a wet tissue and handed it to her. She wiped her fingers and looked at the teeth marks on Lin Cheng's arm. "Does it hurt?"

"Kind of."

"Deserved it."

"Then why are you asking me if it hurts?"

"If it doesn't hurt, I'll bite you again."

"..." Lin Cheng decided not to argue with her. Ji Zhezhi sat there for a while, then stood up, went to the bed, covered her body with the quilt, and closed all the curtains. She said softly, "Turn off the lights."

"Are you going to bed?"

"Lie down for a while and go to bed later."

"Oh ok, will my phone call bother you?"

"up to you."

"That's good."

Lin Cheng took out the headphones he brought with him, put them on, and then called Jiang Li. Actually, he didn't want to call, but Jiang Li happened to ask him if it was convenient for him now and wanted to hear his voice, so the call was quickly connected.

Lin Cheng chatted with Jiang Li in a low voice, and he lowered his voice a lot so as not to disturb Ji Zhezhi.

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The train was running through the wilderness.

The carriage was dark and the only sound that could be heard was Lin Cheng and the girl chatting. In fact, just from Lin Cheng's words, one could roughly guess what they were talking about. They were not talking about anything excessive, but some books and interesting things that the girl had encountered recently. The girl even told the girl about the two cats licking each other's fur today.

Ji Zhezhi opened the curtains a little, turned sideways with his back to Lin Cheng, and looked at the sky outside the window, but he couldn't feel sleepy at all.

She always wanted to turn over, or change her sleeping position, would it make her sleep easier, but would tossing and turning make him feel that she was uneasy? Ji Zhezhi bit her lips lightly, and gently pinched a small piece of snowy thigh flesh with her fingertips, and gently twisted it with her fingertips.

The pain stopped her wandering thoughts instantly.

It was still pitch black outside the window. Ji Zhezhi began to count the stars. Lin Cheng had been on the phone for half an hour? Or an hour? When he hung up, there was only silence in the car.

Lin Cheng lay on the sofa, looked into the thick darkness and closed his eyes.

"I slept," he said.

Ji Zhezhi did not respond, as if he had fallen asleep.

..............................

early morning.

When Lin Cheng woke up, only dim light was coming in from outside the carriage.

He sat up from the sofa and realized that it was drizzling outside the window. The raindrops made the glass blurry, and Lin Cheng's gaze soon stopped staying on the glass.

Because Ji Zhezhi's sleeping posture was messy.

She was lying on her side, hugging the quilt casually, with her slender, snow-white thighs exposed to the air under her skirt. It was a particularly pleasing sight no matter from which angle you looked at it. What's more, her legs were bent, and the rolled-up skirt exposed her snow-white buttocks wrapped in white cloth under her skirt.

Anyway, she didn't wake up.

Lin Cheng took a few more glances before going to the bathroom to wash up. When he came back, Ji Zhezhi was already sitting on the edge of the bed, with the quilt wrapped around her body. She opened the window and stared at the rain outside in a trance.

Lin Cheng didn't say anything to interrupt.

He always felt that the girl in front of him seemed to live in a painting. It was clearly just his illusion, but he couldn't tell where this illusion came from. Perhaps it was because of her jet-black hair hanging from her shoulders, or perhaps it was because of her cold and quiet eyes.

There are many ways to guess her thoughts, and mind reading is one of them, but doing so would be breaking the rules of the game.

Many things in this world are interesting because they are unknown.

She looked at the rain outside the car window, and Lin Cheng sat on the sofa and looked at her quietly. Neither of them spoke. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment for a long time, until Ji Zhezhi turned her head, pulled the curtains, and moved her gaze to him.

"Would you like some bread?" Ji Zhezhi pointed to the cabinet next to him.

Lin Cheng went to the cupboard and took out bread, a big butter and pork floss bread, and they each took half. Ji Zhezhi didn't talk while eating. She held the bread and nibbled it in small bites. Her pink lips were occasionally stained with some cream, which was quickly licked clean by her pink little tongue.

After eating, Lin Cheng lay down on the sofa and asked casually, "When will we arrive?"

Ji Zhezhi glanced at the time and replied, "Tomorrow evening at six o'clock."

There are still a full thirty-six hours left.

Lin Cheng turned on the computer in the carriage, but found that there was no network at all. He fiddled with his phone for a while, but the train signal was intermittent. He lay on the sofa bored and said weakly, "It's so boring."

"There will be a signal in half an hour. Do you want to play chess?" Ji Zhezhi stood up and took out a small square table and a chess board from the cabinet. She crossed her legs on the bed and spread out the chessboard, as if she didn't give Lin Cheng any chance to refuse.

“I’m not particularly good at it.”

"I'm not very good at it either." Ji Zhezhi answered calmly. Lin Cheng then slowly came to her bed, also crossed his legs, sat down face to face with her, and started the first round of fighting.

Lin Cheng's chess level is not very high. He is just an ordinary player who played online at home when he was bored. When Ji Zhezhi said that his level was not high, he didn't quite believe it at first, but when he saw Ji Zhezhi consider every move for a while, Lin Cheng began to believe it.

The two of them fought back and forth for four or five games, each winning and losing. Both were terrible at chess. Lin Cheng fell back and said, "It's so boring. Is there anything to play?"

"not at all."

Ji Zhezhi silently straightened the chessboard and said, "Play another game with me."

"No, it's boring."

"How about if you win a round with me, I'll take off one piece of clothing?"

Lin Cheng sat up again and stretched his wrist muscles, "Yes, you said so."

"But it's the same if you lose."

"Hehe, do you think you're sure to win?"

The fact is that Lin Cheng failed to win the next three games. Although they were all miserable wins, Lin Cheng always felt that she was deliberately controlling the points. He knew that this guy was playing dumb. Lin Cheng was so depressed after losing that he took off his jacket and T-shirt. Under Ji Zhezhi's gaze, Lin Cheng reluctantly took off his jeans. Ji Zhezhi looked at him indifferently without any blush on her cheeks.

Even though I knew there was a trap ahead, I still jumped in willingly.

"Are you still going to play?" Ji Zhezhi rearranged the chess pieces. "If not, I'll go make some tea."

"Play it, why not? But there is a signal. I'll chat with people first, while playing." Lin Cheng picked up his mobile phone, quietly opened his chess app, selected Hell Human Machine, and started it!

Five minutes later, Ji Zhezhi's movements became a little stiff. She lowered her head and looked at the chess game on the table, completely confused about what was going on.

In the entire paradise, only her mother was her opponent in chess. This was one of her little prides. She originally wanted to use it to tease Lin Cheng and give him a chance to win by taking off her outer veil, but at this moment Lin Cheng suddenly changed his offensive and really won the game, and won it easily and without any delay.

Lin Cheng let out a long sigh, "I won a round, so I can put on my clothes again, is that ok?"

"of course."

In the next two games, Lin Cheng leisurely chatted with the girl while playing chess with Ji Zhezhi, but he won both times easily, and a thin layer of mist appeared on Ji Zhezhi's forehead.

Lin Cheng had put his clothes back on. He looked at Ji Zhezhi in front of him, trying to read a hint of uneasiness in her eyes, but unfortunately this girl still acted very indifferent.

Ji Zhezhi raised his eyes, "So you are also hiding your incompetence."

"No, I'm lucky. That's all for today. I don't want to play anymore."

Lin Cheng closed the chessboard with a smile.

It would be impolite to continue playing this game.

263 Peace of mind

Ji Zhezhi didn't say anything else.

Lin Cheng lay on the sofa, holding his cell phone and continued chatting with the girl. The signal was very good along this short stretch of road. Lin Cheng had no reason to continue playing chess. He thought with a sense of evil that it was much more interesting to be able to take off her skirt but not take it off than to take it off.

After all, before the game started, Ji Zhezhi went to the bathroom to put her clothes back on. If she really took off all her clothes, it would take several games to win.

After lying down holding the phone for more than an hour, Lin Cheng put the phone down and looked at the ceiling with lifeless eyes. Boredom once again enveloped him. He turned to look at Ji Zhezhi. Ji Zhezhi was leaning against the window, looking indifferently at the rain in front of him.

Will she feel lonely?

Lin Cheng suddenly became curious about this question, so he called Ji Zhezhi's name softly. Ji Zhezhi turned his head and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"Are you feeling bored?" Lin Cheng asked her.

"A little."

Ji Zhezhi stared at Lin Cheng in front of him quietly, and then said, "But you didn't play with me."

“Because chess is really boring.”

Cheating could not bring Lin Cheng the joy of victory, and as for taking off Ji Zhezhi's clothes... when he thought about it, it was still considered provocative, and he always felt that it was a bit of crossing the line, although he was not a serious person on weekdays.

"I only have chess." Ji Zhezhi said calmly.

"What do you usually do in Arcadia?"

"Sword practice."

“…” Lin Cheng should have thought of it earlier.

He really couldn't think of what to do, so he put his phone aside to charge. Ji Zhezhi looked at him and said, "You seem bored."

"Yes."

"Come and sit here." She suddenly said to him.

Lin Cheng was stunned for a moment, then walked to the bed and sat down obediently. Ji Zhezhi knelt behind him and suddenly put her hand lightly on his shoulder. Her hand was very soft and slightly cold. Before Lin Cheng could say anything, her fingertips had already exerted a little force and pinched his shoulder.

So comfortable.

For a moment, Lin Cheng felt like his soul was leaving his body. He usually gave massages to others, using the technique he had researched to stimulate the acupuncture points with weak energy, but this was the first time someone had massaged him. Ji Zhezhi's hands moved from his shoulders to his arms, pinching and hammering. Her technique was so good that Lin Cheng couldn't help but ask, "Why do you also know this?"

"Are you surprised?"

"Of course."

"My mother taught me." Ji Zhezhi said calmly, "My mother is a doctor in the Ji family. When I was a child, I was in poor health, so she often gave me massages like this. After a while, I learned it."

“It feels great.”

Ji Zhezhi said calmly, "Give me your hand."

Lin Cheng raised his hand obediently, and the next second his waist was pressed by Ji Zhezhi's knee. Ji Zhezhi grabbed his hand and pulled it back. Lin Cheng clearly heard the sound of his bones moving.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

"Bear it."

Ji Zhezhi's cold voice sounded like an order, so Lin Cheng shut up obediently. Then Ji Zhezhi moved back, grabbed his shoulders and pushed his waist down, with his toes against his back. Lin Cheng had never experienced such a scene before, "What's this for?"

"A form of massage, but you pervert seem quite excited."

"Not at all, okay?"

"You'd better not."

Ji Zhezhi's toes moved from his waist to his neck. Before Lin Cheng could react, his neck was suddenly clamped by her snow-white legs, and his whole body was pulled down. Ji Zhezhi grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up. Lin Cheng was forced to fall between her legs. Ji Zhezhi's fingertips lightly touched his forehead, "Close your eyes."

Lin Cheng closed his eyes obediently.

It turns out that it is to massage the head.

The back of his head rested on the girl's soft thighs. Lin Cheng felt dizzy and felt that this scene was not right. However, Ji Zhezhi's technique was really good. As he pressed his head, he felt a tingling sensation. Lin Cheng ignored the passage of time and didn't remember how long it had passed. Ji Zhezhi grabbed his shoulders and pushed him up, saying, "Alright."

"Hey, it's done! I'll apply for another five minutes!"

Ji Zhezhi glanced at him indifferently, and Lin Cheng shut up obediently. He sat on the bed and stretched, and suddenly put his hand on Ji Zhezhi's shoulder.

Ji Zhezhi lowered his head slightly and looked at his hands, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.