"I just want to keep it as a souvenir." Xu Sui flinched and explained in a hurry.
Everyone was still there. Seeing Xu Sui's appearance, Hu Qianxi knew that she had changed her mind. In order not to embarrass her, she rushed in front of Sheng Nanzhou and said, "Yes, what's wrong with us medical students who haven't seen the world? Sheng Nanzhou, I think If you want your badge, you better win it for me."
Sheng Nanzhou was suddenly cueed, and Hu Qianxi still asked for a badge. He looked a little unnatural, and coughed: "Of course I can win."
It's just a badge, Zhou Jingze didn't seem to care about it, he looked down at the phone without raising his head: "Today it's eight o'clock flamingo."
A boy snapped his fingers, and others echoed, "Boss Zhou is open!"
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get out." Zhou Jingze sneered.
After the group disbanded, Hu Qianxi and Xu Sui walked back to the school arm in arm. The eldest lady looked puzzled: "Sui, just now is a good time to confess, why did you halfway cowardly?"
"Not ready." Xu Sui shook his head.
There were so many onlookers just now, and Zhou Jingze was so close, Xu Sui's legs went limp as soon as he looked at him, and her mind went blank. Besides, she was really not ready.
"Then you plan to—" Hu Qianxi asked tentatively.
Xu Sui breathed out, his black eyes filled with firmness: "Tonight."
"Yes! Confession is fine!" Hu Qianxi snapped her fingers.
Xu Sui smiled and didn't answer, but clenched the little golden badge in his palm.
Secret love means that you choose to bear the loss before you get it.
At six o'clock in the evening, the midsummer sunset was bright and short, Xu Sui picked out a white dress, grabbed the end of his hair casually, and looked graceful.
Hu Qianxi put on light makeup for her, and after finishing the painting, she opened her eyes wide and couldn't help but marvel: "Wow, Sui Sui, you are so beautiful."
In the mirror, Xu Suifu's eyes were white and black, and when she put on lipstick, there was a hint of twinkle in her, pure and touching.
When Hu Qianxi went outside to fetch water, Xu Sui lay on the desk, hesitated for a long time, and finally took out a letter and put it in his pocket.
I have written letters off and on for so many years, and I should send them out.
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Zhou Jingze first went back to his home in Amber Lane to take a shower. When he came out, his hair was dripping wet on the floor. He swung the water from his side, picked up his mobile phone from the low cabinet, and planned to send a message to his grandfather.
Zhou Jingze had a white towel around his neck. He took a can of iced Coke out of the refrigerator and sat on the sofa. Holding the body of the bottle with his knuckles, the pull ring was pulled away. He took a sip, and his throat finally felt much more comfortable. Master Kui lay at his feet, biting his trouser legs from time to time.
I seem to be a little angry recently, and my voice is so hoarse that it smokes.
Zhou Jingze leaned back on the sofa, wiped off the mist on the phone screen with his thumb, and sent the sunrise photo taken on the plane in the morning to his grandfather.
Grandpa quickly responded with a message: [How is the result of the test flight?]
When Zhou Jingze edited the words "not bad" in the dialog box and was about to send it out, the phone suddenly rang with a rush of ringtones, and the caller ID was Shi Yuejie.
Zhou Jingze frowned subconsciously, but he still answered, his voice was cold: "What's the matter?"
Shi Yuejie's voice was noisy, he seemed to call from another place, and asked, "Jingze, where are you now?"
Zhou Jingze leaned over and took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the coffee table, bit it in his mouth, and let out a sneer: "Where am I? It doesn't seem to be your business, brother, brother."
Shi Yuejie was not angry when Zhou Jingze choked people so directly and stingingly. His tone was still gentle, but a little anxious: "If you have time, come over to the house. Dad seems to want... to move Auntie's memorial tablet away."
"I'll be right over." Zhou Jingze stood up abruptly, his voice cold.
Zhou Jingze didn't even blow his hair for a while, picked up the cell phone and cigarettes on the table, and ran out the door. Zhou Jingze got on the motorcycle, stepped on the gas pedal suddenly, and the people and the car rushed towards the distance like an arrow off the string. Master Kui was left standing at the door, barking at his back anxiously.
The wind on the road was very strong, and the sycamore trees on both sides quickly retreated like buttons. On the way to that house, Zhou Jingze thought a lot.
For example, his mother is the most outstanding and well-known cellist. After choosing marriage, she is still elegant and kind, pouring a lot of love and tenderness into Zhou Jingze.
After his mother passed away, Zhou Zhengyan led Zhu Ling into the house before the first seven days, and pulled Zhu Ling's hair to force Zhou Jingze to call a stranger who was not related by blood.
The evening wind passed through, cold and swift, making Zhou Jingze's eyes hurt. He speeded up, and with a cold face, he rushed directly into the courtyard of the villa regardless of the guard's obstruction.
Zhou Jingze turned off the car and walked straight in. As soon as he reached the main hall, there was a large group of people standing there, and Zhu Lingwei was there directing them to remove the tablet.
Zhu Ling heard the sound and turned her head to look over. She was taken aback when she saw the person coming, and then she quickly showed a gentle smile: "Jingze, when did you come, have you eaten yet?"
After asking, Zhu Ling turned to look at the staff, and said softly, "Hey, take the fruit plate in front of the memorial tablet away, I'll move it, I'm afraid you can't do it well."
Zhou Jingze's eyebrows twitched, and he said word by word: "Don't, touch, her."
When Zhou Jingze speaks very slowly and short words, it means he is angry. Zhu Ling's hands froze in mid-air, with an embarrassing expression on her face, she thought that Zhou Jingze just cared about her, so she said, "Then you guys move, be careful."
Two men in black clothes on the left and right stepped forward, about to move the tablet away. Zhou Jingze stood there, looking around with his dark eyes, and saw the baseball bat in the corner. He moved his hand hanging in the seam of his trousers, then strode over, pulled out the baseball bat, and blinked vigorously at the antique vase beside him. swung down.
With a bang, the vase shattered and fell to the ground. Zhu Ling was so frightened that she screamed on the spot. Holding a baseball bat, Zhou Jingze stared at them sharply, and said in a cold voice, "Try touching them again."
The scene was too noisy. And there was a lot of movement, Zhou Zhengyan rushed down from upstairs and saw the scene in front of him, shaking with anger. He didn't understand how it happened just because he answered a phone call upstairs.
Shi Yuejie also followed the movement and saw Zhu Ling who was pale with fright, walked over and hugged her shoulders, and asked, "Mom, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Zhu Ling's voice was weak.
In order to maintain his majesty, Zhou Zhengyan pointed at him: "Why did you come here and go crazy again? How did you scare your aunt?"
Hearing this sentence, Zhou Jingze lowered his head and smiled slowly. His face was cynical and his tone was loose: "If it wasn't for the removal of the tablet, I really wouldn't like to come to your house."
Zhou Zhengyan was at a loss for words for a while, he clearly didn't mean that, when he was about to explain, Zhou Jingze interrupted him abruptly, his eyes were cold, revealing a sense of determination:
"Is that why you can't tolerate her? You won't be my son in the future."
When the words landed, the air was still, Zhou Zhengyan was furious, rushed over in two or three steps, and slapped Zhou Jingze hard.
Zhou Jingze staggered and couldn't stand still. He turned his face away and slapped him. He felt a buzzing sound around him. Zhou Zhengyan was still angry, and his voice was loud: "What are you talking about, I can't tolerate your mother anymore, it was the Feng Shui master who came and calculated, and asked me to move the memorial tablet to another room. You suddenly Running over and making a fuss, what are you talking about?"
Zhou Jingze instantly understood that he had been tricked.
"Who told you that I'm going to move your mother's tablet away, huh?!" Zhou Zhengyan's chest heaved non-stop.
Zhou Jingze didn't speak, but looked at Shi Yuejie, who stood up, took on the posture of a brother, and began to explain in a gentle voice: "I'm sorry, Dad, I told Jingze before I understood the situation, I thought... I'm afraid He worries."
"Look at you! You are always so impulsive in doing things, and come to the house indiscriminately to make trouble. Then look at your brother, who is always thinking of you and taking care of me. What about you? I have raised you for so many years for nothing!"
Half of Zhou Jingze's face was still hurting from the beating. He spat bloody saliva into the trash can, raised his eyes and looked at everyone present, and smiled relievedly: "In this case, I won't disturb your family reunion. .”
"One day you really don't want my mother's tablet, just let me know, and I will take her away."
The blood on Zhou Jingze's face that had finally recovered turned pale in an instant, and his breathing became difficult: "You...you pervert!"
Seeing that Zhou Zhengyan was so angry that he fell ill, Shi Yuejie quickly patted him on the back to help him calm down: "Dad, let me help you go back to your room to take medicine first, don't get angry and hurt your body."
After finishing speaking, Shi Yuejie helped Zhou Zhengyan out, Zhu Ling also followed, and the backs of the family of three looked extremely harmonious. Zhou Zhengyan supported his head and sighed: "Kissing your son is not as good as kissing the son next to you."
Zhou Zhengyan sighed, and Zhou Jingze listened expressionlessly, his hands hanging in the seam of his trousers slowly clenched into fists.
When Zhou Jingze walked out of the house, the phone in his pocket buzzed. He took it out to see that Sheng Nanzhou was calling, so he answered it.
"Hello." As soon as he spoke, Zhou Jingze realized that his voice was extremely hoarse.
Sheng Nanzhou was in the private room, and the sound of karaoke was loud. He smiled and asked, "Dude, where are you? We've been waiting for you for a long time. You don't know that guy Liu, he was force-fed like a grandson."
Zhou Jingze chuckled lightly: "Come right away."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Jingze stood by the side of the road and smoked three cigarettes silently. After finally calming down, he rode his motorcycle in the direction of the flamingo clubhouse.
Xu Sui sat in the crowded box, still feeling cramped. Every time someone entered the box door, she would subconsciously look at the door, but none of them turned out to be Zhou Jingze.
Disappointment was written all over her face.
Xu Sui glanced at the time, it was 8:45, almost an hour has passed, he won't come yet
She leaned over and took a sip of the juice on the table, and the next second, someone pushed the door open. Sheng Nanzhou shouted from the side: "Why are you here now?"
Xu Sui raised his eyes, and the light and shadow cut over. Zhou Jingze walked into the box wearing a black T-shirt. There was a blood-red wound on the corner of his lips, his skin was cold and white, and the expression on his face was dull and unclear.
"Something." Zhou Jingze chuckled.
Zhou Jingze glanced at everyone in vain, and when he met Xu Sui's eyes, he nodded nonchalantly, then walked over and sat down.
The person in the middle of the sofa automatically gave up a seat for him. Da Liu was sitting next to him, drunk, and was taken aback when he saw the wound on Zhou Jingze's face. ?”
Everyone fell silent, Zhou Jingze threw the lighter and cigarettes on the table, leaned over to find a fork, forked a piece of watermelon into his mouth, and said lazily, "What else can I do, I bumped my bike on the road."
"Hahahaha, you have today too." Da Liu patted his shoulder and laughed.
There were a lot of people in the private room today. Zhou Jingze had a lot of friends, plus they brought their families with them, some of them played games, karaoke songs, the private room was very lively.
Anyone who is familiar with Zhou Jingze knows that he is not in a good mood today and his air pressure is low, so Sheng Nanzhou consciously didn't bother him, which gave a girl from the Business English Department an opportunity.
Xu Sui had a little impression of her, she had a charming appearance and a good figure, her name was Liu Sijin, and she was there at the party where the band won the competition last time.
Zhou Jingze was in an extremely upset mood today, he lay on the sofa without any expression, opened a bottle of XO, and immediately wanted to blow on the bottle.
Liu Sijin, who was sitting on the side, stretched out her hand to stop her. Zhou Jingze glanced at her with his thin eyelids. The girl didn't hesitate, and said with a smile, "Do you want to drink to death here? Use a wine glass."
Zhou Jingze let go, and let her lean over to pour wine into the glass. Zhou Jingze drank cup after cup, his profile was silent and stern.
Xu Sui was sitting in the corner, looking at Zhou Jingze sitting next to a charming girl, who was drinking, and Liu Sijin would occasionally point his finger at him.
Zhou Jingze leaned over to listen, the corners of his lips were lazy, and the girl's long curly hair brushed his arm, but he didn't push it away, and he didn't take the initiative.
Unrestrained and ambiguous.
Xu Sui secretly clenched her palms, the pain from nails sinking into her palms made her numb, her eyes were getting hotter, she looked away, not wanting to watch this scene again with self-torture.
She got up, walked to the karaoke machine, and ordered a song, which was "Kirlo Levi's Reply Letter" by Xue Kaiqi.
Just keep your back on them so you can't see them.
Red neon lights flashed, Xu Sui was holding the microphone and was about to sing, when someone tugged at the corner of her clothes.
Xu Sui turned around and saw that Hu Qianxi held her hand and put it close to her ear: "Sui Sui, come out for a while."
She had to put the microphone back on the stand, jumped off the high chair, and the two of them held hands, walked past the screen with a cat on their waists, and walked out.
In the corridor, Hu Qianxi asked her: "Come on, didn't you agree to confess your love? Why is there no movement?"
Xu Sui lowered his eyelashes and took a breath: "He... someone else is sitting next to him."
Hu Qianxi understood in an instant, and patted her on the shoulder: "Damn, you don't know my uncle, if he really likes that girl, he will marry her in the morning, if he is in a bad mood, he will be like a dead person, anyone can talk to him After the last two sentences, it will not be so easy to say if you step on his thunder in the next second."
"It's Liu Sijin who has been sticking up to my uncle. If you don't go up, that woman will lie on top of him, like a spider spirit." Hu Qianxi said angrily.
"Don't be afraid, Sui Sui, if you don't try it, you will never know the answer, what if?" Hu Qianxi encouraged.
Xu Sui was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay."
The two went back again, and Xu Sui sat back in the corner. She put her hands on her knees, still a little nervous, drunk and timid, and silently drank three glasses of wine in one breath in the loud box.
That was her first drink.
Xu Sui didn't realize that the wine tastes good and is addictive, etc. on the Internet. When the first sip of wine entered his throat, Xu Suili almost burst into tears.
Sheng Nanzhou happened to be sitting on the side, noticed her abnormality, and asked with concern: "Sister Xu, are you okay?"
Xu Sui shook his head, reached out to wipe off the beer foam from the corners of his lips, stood up, put his hand in his pocket and held the corner of the letter, and walked towards Zhou Jingze in the ambiguous floating light.
Zhou Jingze was bending over to pour wine, with a careless smile on his face, and a cigarette in his hand holding the wine glass. A slender figure enveloped him, blocking his vision.
"What's the matter?" Zhou Jingze raised his head and twitched the corners of his lips.
Xu Sui looked at him with a nervous voice: "Can you come out for a while?"
Zhou Jingze was stunned for a second, let go of the wine glass randomly, raised his hand to put out the cigarette butt, and was about to get up, but Liu Sijin grabbed her arm. Her voice was as charming as ever but anxious:
"Is there anything you can't say here?"
Liu Sijin had noticed the girl in front of her a long time ago. She was clean, refined, and well-behaved. She was incompatible with the romantic scene here, but it made her feel a sense of crisis.
She yelled loudly on purpose, and it happened that someone cut a song. The prelude was a long blank, with only a little lingering sound. Everyone's attention was directed to this side, and the whole box unconsciously fell silent.
The smile on Zhou Jingze's face faded away. Just because he was in a bad mood and too lazy to talk didn't mean Liu Sijin could call himself a girlfriend. Just because he respected girls didn't mean she could do things like this.
He raised his eyelids and glanced at Liu Sijin, and gave her a half-smile, with a warning hidden in his eyes, Liu Sijin felt cold in his heart, and subconsciously let go of his hand.
Zhou Jingze got up and planned to go out with Xu Sui, but Xu Suiwu made up his mind, as if he didn't want to leave a way for himself, suddenly stood in front of him, blocking his way.
Witnessed by more than a dozen people, Xu Sui stood in the dimly lit box, Zhou Jingze was a full head taller than her, and they needed to look up to see each other.
The people around felt that the atmosphere was not quiet, and they all calmed down consciously, and the clever boy screamed. Xu Sui's heart was beating without rhythm, and he was too nervous to say a word.
It just so happened that Xu Sui's song was postponed, and no one sang, only Xue Kaiqi's singing voice echoed in the box, her voice was firm and a bit astringent:
Every day I write a letter full of 600 sentences of I love you
Writing for ten years has never felt too boring
Continue to be passive and be ordinary people
It’s really useless, I’m willing not to be afraid of blushing
doggedly attacking for that approval
Like every immortal martyr from generation to generation
Knowing that we are separated by space
still put love into the envelope every day
Xu Sui put her right hand into her pocket, and the letter inside was deformed by her pinching, and the corners were rotten. She obviously didn't dare to look at him, but she still forced herself to look at him directly. Her dark eyelashes trembled, and her voice A little trembling:
"Zhou Jingze, I... like you."
When it was finally said, there was an immediate burst of screams and men and women yelling "Together! Together!" from the crowd. After Xu Sui finished speaking, he quickly looked away, not daring to look at him again, and wiped his hands in his pockets again, looking for the letter indiscriminately.
Zhou Jingze was taken aback for a moment, then casually twitched the corners of his lips, his voice was as pleasant as ever:
"I'm sorry, you are too good."
He spoke very quietly, probably to take care of Xu Sui's self-esteem as a girl, the people around didn't hear Zhou Jingze's voice, and they were still booing there.
With one hand in his trouser pocket, Zhou Jingze raised his thin eyelids and glanced at the booing people, consciously silenced the surroundings.
Unexpected answer, Xu Sui let go of the hand holding the letter, lowered his eyes, only feeling sore, but fortunately he didn't bring the letter.
Yeah, she will never be Zhou Jingze's preference.
Xu Sui was wearing a white suspender dress, showing her fair shoulders. Even with a little makeup on, she was still plain and pure. Even when drinking, he is the kind of person who chokes himself to the point of tears.
She is well-behaved, quiet, and often gets lost in the crowd. Like a blank sheet of paper, at the same time safe and eager to take risks, the most daring thing Xu Sui has done is to play games behind his parents' back and insist on learning to play drums.
My biggest wish is to hope that my family will be healthy and that I can live a good life.
Zhou Jingze, dissolute, rebellious and free, often does adventurous things, bungee jumping, car racing, skydiving in the Grand Canyon, hoping that when he dies one day, he can just see the Sunset Boulevard.
Like people from two worlds.
Zhou Jingze looked down at Xu Sui with red eyes and trying not to let himself cry for a moment. It is common to reject others, but facing her, he was a little at a loss and had an indescribable emotion.
His slender fingertips hanging in the seam of his trousers moved, trying to reach out to wipe her tears.
Suddenly, Zhou Jingze inadvertently glanced out and caught a glimpse of a certain figure outside the box door. Hatred surged up almost instantly.
"But you can try."