An uncertain conjecture gradually formed in his heart, Xu Sui ran downstairs in a hurry, holding his mobile phone and not even wearing his coat. The stairs of the small hotel are made of wood, and they creak when stepped on.
The conversation between the two was still on, and Zhou Jingze's wind was whistling. He took off the cigarette from his mouth, chuckled lightly, and his voice was a little low:
"What are you running, I'm here."
Pushing open the door, Xu Sui panted, and saw the man standing not far away at a glance. He was wearing a black coat, and his shoulders were stained dark by the rain. He was standing under a red billboard, with a tough profile, biting a cigarette lazily, and smiling at her.
I often miss you, but when I see you, every moment I look at each other, my heart moves.
At this moment, someone who is obviously still in another city suddenly appears in front of you, and it would be a lie to say that there is no surprise.
Xu Sui trotted all the way to the man, grabbed his sleeve, and asked, "When did you come here?"
Zhou Jingze put out the cigarette, raised his hand and pinched her face, his throat sounded, and jokingly said: "When a certain little girl is unhappy."
He found out that they were still stranded at the airport after seeing Han Mei's Moments post complaining about the forced landing of the plane. Zhou Jingze sent a message to Xu Sui to confirm, and she replied very briefly.
Zhou Jingze guessed that his girl was unhappy.
So here we go.
After Han Mei sent him the address, Zhou Jingze bought a high-speed rail ticket for the latest trip to Ningcheng.
After Zhou Jingze saw the person, he took Xu Sui and led her to reopen a hotel. Afterwards, when Xu Sui was on a business trip in Shanghai for three days, Zhou Jingze put everything down and stayed with her for three days.
After returning to Jingbei City, Xu Sui could finally take a breather. He took a day off and slept at home until the sun was up. She still didn't let Zhou Jingze stay overnight, because Xu Sui couldn't recall the three days in Shanghai.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, in front of the mirror, on the desk, he visited all the places he could think of. Xu Sui was tortured half to death. She decided that she would never let this man enter the house after she returned.
At 10:30 in the morning, Xu Sui woke up from the bed and took a brief wash. She planned to order a takeaway, and then organize the seminar report at home and collect some case information.
When Xu Sui was about to pick up the mobile phone beside him, Zhou Jingze sent a message, the words were short, and he didn't even bother to say one more word of nonsense:
[Door, your breeder has arrived.]
Xu Sui put down his phone, didn't even have time to put on his slippers, and walked over barefoot to open the door. Zhou Jingze appeared at the door with a breakfast hooked on his middle finger and a cup of hot coffee in his left hand.
"I almost ordered takeaway." Xu Sui took it, dimples appeared on his cheeks.
Zhou Jingze glanced down at her bare feet, and after changing her shoes, he immediately picked her up, strode towards the sofa, and put her down.
"Next time if you don't wear shoes, I will break your legs." Zhou Jingze squatted halfway in front of her to put on her shoes, holding her feet with his palms, and looked at her with closed eyelids, "just right, I can't run while being fucked."
"Don't even think about it." Xu Sui glared at him, but his cheeks were hot.
After Xu Sui finished his breakfast, he nestled into the study to work. Zhou Jingze threw the things on the dining table into the trash can, took a can of carbonated drinks from the refrigerator, and was about to tear off the tab.
"Zhou Jingze, come in and help me get the book." Xu Sui's voice came faintly from the study.
Holding a can of Coke in his right hand, Zhou Jingze walked slowly to the door of the study. He raised his eyes and saw Xu Sui struggling to reach the books on the top shelf of the bookshelf.
Because the arm was lifted up, the beige tight sweater she was wearing moved up, revealing a slender waist, so white that it glowed, and then went up, the ribs were highlighted, and a large area of tattoos was exposed.
Heliotrope & ZJZ
No matter how many times he read this string of English, Zhou Jingze's heart would still tremble.
"You haven't come here yet." Xu Sui turned to look at him and frowned.
Zhou Jingze walked over, leaned over, put one hand around her waist, the heel of the palm pressed against her ribs, it was cold for a while, his rough thumb rubbed the tattoo, one piece and one slow, the warm breath brushed her neck, white Japanese obscene.
Xu Sui bowed unconsciously, shrinking his heart, and was about to hide back. Seeing this situation, Zhou Jingze hugged him down, his dark eyebrows pressed frivolously, and his voice was low and low:
"As long as you call your husband, this book has already been taken down."
Zhou Jingze raised his hand and easily reached the medical book that Xu Sui said, but when he turned around, he accidentally bumped his elbow into a book next to him.
With a "snap", a thick book of poems fell to the ground not far away. At one o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was just right, and a large wind gust came in, making the pages of the book rattle.
A Chinese test paper fell out, along with an inch photo, dangling on the ground.
This time Xu Suiyuan was not as lucky as in the infirmary when she was in college, and the blue-background inch photo was facing up, revealing her youthful thoughts once again.
Xu Sui's eyes tightened, and he was about to step forward.
The man's legs were longer, and he stepped forward to pick up the test paper and photos. The winter sun shone through the blinds and fell on the photos.
The boy in the photo has extremely short hair, single eyelids, high browbones, a straight nose and thin lips. When looking at the camera, his long eyes show a little impatience.
The temperament is cold and uninhibited.
The person above is Zhou Jingze.
Zhou Jingze squinted at the photo, but couldn't remember when he took it, and asked:
"Where did this come from?"
"High school, top 100 list." Xu Sui replied softly.
Xu Sui looked at the high-spirited young man in the photo, and never imagined that she had kept this photo for ten years.
When Tianzhong was in high school, after Xu Suiou secretly liked him, he started chasing that figure. In the first half of the second year of high school, the seats in the class were slightly adjusted.
Zhou Jingze moved the table and directly moved the seats to her group. When Xu Sui heard the sound of the table moving behind and saw the black schoolbag hanging on the corner of the table, his heart beat fast.
She finally didn't have to look forward to changing teams every two weeks, thinking that she would be closer to him this way.
Xu Sui is the team leader, responsible for collecting homework. The task of finishing morning reading every day is to count who has not handed in homework, and then urge it.
Several times, Xu Sui counted the number of homework, hoping that Zhou Jingze would be on the list of unhanded ones, so that she would have an excuse to urge her to hand in her homework and thus get closer to him.
Even if it's just the last sentence.
But a good student like Zhou Jingze basically never missed homework. There is such a kind of person, even if he skipped his evening self-study to play games or go out to play basketball the night before, he can still turn in his homework on time, and he is always the first in the grade.
It was the only time when the young master was lazy.
In the morning, the boys in the back row of the class were wailing. From their noisy conversation, Xu Suicai knew that a group of them went to the bar to stay up late last night to watch the World Cup and even gambled.
The loser cried bitterly and said that he would vote in the school's artificial lake.
"Master Zhou, Lao Zhang said he's going to jump into the lake. As someone who won't even have to wear his underwear, why don't you give me some words of comfort?"
Zhou Jingze was leaning on the back of the stool, looking lazy, turning the pen in his hand, and speaking lazily:
"Let's jump, I'm responsible for picking you up."
Lao Zhang cried even louder, complaining: "You are an evil capitalist."
Zhou Jingze raised his eyebrows arrogantly in response, and finally slumped on the table to catch up on sleep.
Xu Sui walked through the noisy aisle with a pile of homework, and when she walked to the last row, her heart beat like a drum. She hugged her homework tightly, her elbows deformed her writing, and her voice trembled:
"You didn't turn in your biology homework."
The voice was very small, but he still heard it. His eyelids moved, and he raised his head from the crook of his arms with difficulty. His voice was a little rusty:
"Tsk, I forgot."
"Lend me to copy yours."
Xu Sui was stunned for a second before realizing that he was borrowing homework from her, and raised his eyelashes:
"Ah good."
Xu hurriedly dug out his own from the 12 exercise books, and one of them fell to the ground in such a panic. He got up, and a hand with clear bones stretched out, and the figure fell on her side.
Pulling the exercise book away, a faint smell of smoke hits, and the shadow moves away again.
Xu Sui didn't dare to look at him, his eyes fell on the boy's slender neck on the side where he was writing, and found that the spines on his back were obvious, and his shoulders were thin and broad.
Zhou Jingze copied it very quickly. Finally, when he was pinching the corner of her exercise book with his fingers and preparing to return it, he looked at her with a half-smile, and a low voice rolled out of his throat:
"I didn't expect that you are a girl, and your handwriting is quite scribbled. It took me a lot of effort to copy."
With a "boom", the temperature on Xu Sui's face rose sharply. She hurriedly took back her exercise book, and hurriedly handed over the homework to the class representative amidst a long series of rapid bells.
She really likes to write cursive characters, even the teacher said that such handwriting will be deducted from the test, Xu Sui has never taken it to heart. When she returned to her seat, she secretly thought that she must practice her handwriting well this time and try her best to gain his approval.
Even if it's just a light sentence "the words seem to have changed".
This can be regarded as recognition.
But later, when Xu Sui practiced her calligraphy well and even the teacher started to praise her, Zhou Jingze never missed homework again.
Until one time, the Chinese teacher asked everyone to exchange and correct the test papers in class. I wonder if God has pity on her, and her test papers were assigned to Zhou Jingze.
After class, the test paper on the table was passed back to Xu Sui. After seeing the handwriting on it, she felt as if she was in a dream and couldn't believe it. Zhou Jingze left a sentence on it, with stern handwriting:
The words look good.
There is also a signature of the examiner below the score: Zhou. There is a red comma next to it. Xu Sui felt like that little dot, humble but longing for the sun.
Like a candy that God rewarded her.
Xu Sui carefully treasured this candy.
In the end, she folded the test paper and put it in the diary.
People are like this, they will be unconsciously greedy, and once they taste the sweetness, they want more.
Tianzhong's examination and examination room system is based on rankings, and the top 100 list is updated on the school's bulletin board as soon as possible.
It wasn't long before Xu Sui transferred to another school, she couldn't keep up with her courses, and her grades were not stable, but in order to get away from Zhou Jingze, she immersed herself in her studies. Evening self-study was always the last one to leave, and she climbed before dawn in the morning. Got up and endorsed.
She was never much of a gifted person. Xu Sui knew that only through hard work could she go further.
Routine running exercises in the afternoon, the evening sun shone on their bodies, making their skin dry and their foreheads covered with sweat. Xu Sui struggled to recite words while running, and when he recited one-sided love, he paused for a moment and laughed at himself.
I don't know if God rewards those who work hard.
It turned out that God rewards hard work sometimes. During the final exam, Xu Sui improved by more than 80, and suddenly jumped to the second place in the whole year. When the school released the rankings, Xu Sui was a little confused when her classmates told her the news.
The boys in the back row of the class went to harass Zhou Jingze who was still asleep, shook his shoulder and said, "Brother, this time you are number one again."
"Otherwise?" Zhou Jingze still didn't look up, his voice was a little hoarse.
"Awesome," said his companion, giving him a thumbs up, "but the student behind you has been squeezed out, and this time the second place has been replaced."
"Oh, who?" The boy's tone was casual and perfunctory.
Xu Sui paused while holding the pen, and calculated the problem, but the formula in front of him couldn't be applied.
"Xu Sui, that very quiet girl in the class." The companion said.
Xu Sui turned her back to them, her heart tightened, and she listened with bated breath. She wanted to know Zhou Jingze's evaluation, and wondered if he remembered her.
The boy's face was raised from the crook of his arm, he rubbed his tired face with his fingers, he seemed to smile, and his voice rustled:
"Good."
These two words blew up fireworks in Xu Sui's ears, and she was a little excited, so that she was a little distracted in class all day. After the evening self-study, the people in the class left one after another.
When Xu Sui walked out of the class and walked in the aisle of the campus, the surroundings were empty, only the seniors and sisters in the third year of high school walked side by side with their bicycles, discussing the answers to the test questions.
Xu Sui stood in front of the bulletin board, quietly looking at the first name—Zhou Jingze, next to the second—Xu Sui. For some reason, she felt a distorted sense of intimacy in her heart.
The moonlight was very bright, she looked up at the boy in the photo on the bulletin board, Xu Sui looked around, but there was no one, she tore off the photo in a hurry, and fled in a hurry.
So, she kept the test paper and photos together until now.
Zhou Jingze suddenly remembered the sophomore basketball game. When Xu Sui fainted, he sent her to the infirmary. The photo fell out. Zhou Jingze picked it up without looking at it. Seeing her anxious appearance, he wanted to tease her.
"Is someone very important?" Zhou Jingze looked at her with a half-smile.
Xu Sui nodded, his long eyelashes trembling: "Yes, it's very important."
Now it seems that the very important person turned out to be him.
Another very important reason why Xu Sui tore up the photo was because Zhou Jingze's name was marked under his photo, and her name was next to it.
Now that Zhou Jingze knows everything, she seems to like him so much that she has nowhere to hide.
For so many years, it seems that he is the only one who can make her heart move.
"The grass grows deep in the center of the lake, and my heart has nowhere to hide."
Zhou Jingze raised his hand and pinched her nose, looked at her: "Fool."
After many years, Zhou Jingze stood in front of Xu Sui holding the photo and the test paper. He took out the pen from her hand and carefully added two words between Zhou Jingze and Xu Sui.
He showed the photo to Xu Sui, and when she looked up, her heart beat uncontrollably. Zhou Jingze raised her chin, looked at her, and said solemnly:
"Understood? You are not unrequited love."
The two names side by side under the faded blue photo are somewhat blurred. Zhou Jingze added the words "yes" and "de" to them and read them together:
Zhou Jingze belongs to Xu Sui.
I am yours, always have been.