Zhou Jingze stared at the bookmark for a long time with the bookmark in his hand, until the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated, he took it out and saw that it was Xu Sui calling, he answered it, his voice was a little hoarse:
"Hello."
Xu Sui's voice sounded a little embarrassed on the other end of the phone: "When I was cooking noodles at noon, I accidentally broke the pot. I just happened to be going to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities at night. Can you—"
"Come here and help me carry something?"
"Okay, what do you want to eat tonight? I just made it for you." Zhou Jingze stood up and stuffed the bookmark into his trouser pocket.
Xu Sui thought for a while: "Crayfish, I haven't eaten for a long time."
"Well, I'll come pick you up later." Zhou Jingze responded.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Jingze threw the presents back into the box. When his fingertips touched the Mayday album, he paused, picked it out, and wiped off the dust on it.
Zhou Jingze put it in the record rack and lined it up with his favorites.
In the evening, Zhou Jingze and Xu Sui went to the supermarket together to buy some daily necessities.
Jingbei City is so big, Xu Sui's favorite place is the supermarket.
She always feels that the supermarket is full of life, giving people a sense of happiness.
Zhou Jingze pushed the cart, Xu Sui stood beside him, and the two walked to the food area. Xu Sui took a look at the white peach milk on the shelf and was about to put it into the shelf, and found a new sea salt-flavored milk next to it.
Xu Sui took both of them down and looked at them, hesitating.
I want to try the new sea salt flavor, but I am reluctant to give up the white peach milk that I have been eating.
The man was pushing the cart with one hand. Halfway through the front, he saw that the little tail behind him hadn't followed, so he glanced back.
During the continuous attack of correction syndrome, Xu Sui was hesitating while holding two rows of milk.
A tall shadow fell, and a hand with clear veins directly took the two rows of milk in her hand and threw it into the trolley.
He also turned sideways and took all the two flavors of milk from the shelf and threw them into the car.
Zhou Jingze's tone was loose: "Tsk, what a big deal, I've been thinking about it for so long."
Xu Sui didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Are you going to live?"
Zhou Jingze raised his eyebrows, pinched her face, and said in a nonchalant tone:
"I don't know how to live, but don't I have you? I will hand over the salary card to you in the future."
Xu Sui was a little embarrassed, and didn't dare to look at him, so he simply pushed him forward, muttering:
"Who said I'm going to marry you?"
After saying this, the corners of her lips turned up unconsciously, like a stealing cat.
Zhou Jingze walked in the front, looked straight ahead, touched his left cheek with the tip of his tongue, and snorted:
"I know you're laughing."
Xu Sui suppressed his smile after being exposed, and unconsciously dragged out his voice, saying, "You are so annoying."
The two finally bought some daily necessities in the supermarket, a pot, a net bag of beer, and the crayfish that Xu Sui wanted to eat.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhou Jingze was cooking crayfish in the kitchen, while Xu Sui was helping.
After everything was done, Xu Sui came out with the prawns. She wanted to put the food on the dining table, but she glanced out inadvertently.
It snowed suddenly at night, and the transparent five-petal-shaped fluff fell through the pale yellow moonlight one after another. Occasionally, the pine branches were broken and made a "pop" sound.
Xu Sui immediately decided to have dinner in front of the French windows tonight.
Xu Sui moved a small round table to lean against the window, the TV was turned on, and the two sat on the thick carpet, eating crayfish and drinking together.
Zhou Jingze was tall and tall, with long hands and long legs, no matter how he sat in Xu Sui's house, he seemed cramped.
"It's quite crowded here, why don't you consider moving to another place?" Zhou Jingze raised his eyebrows, his tone was condescending.
It's not that Xu Sui didn't understand his hint, so he deliberately jokingly said, "Where are you going to move, Amber Lane? Then it's good to be your neighbor."
Zhou Jingze snorted and put the peeled shrimp into her bowl without saying a word.
After eating the crayfish, Xu Sui was in a good mood and drank several cans of beer in a row. Finally, with a "click", the beer can was crushed flat by her.
Xu Sui was obviously drunk, and shook the crushed beer can at him, dragging his cheeks, provocative in his soft voice:
"Can you drink me?"
"No." Zhou Jingze decided not to argue with a drunk.
Seeing that she was drunk, Zhou Jingze walked around the other side of the table, knelt down on one knee, and was about to carry her back.
As soon as his hand touched her shoulder, Xu Sui shrank back and leaned his back against the wall.
Xu Sui suddenly looked up at him, and said:
"Can I ask you a question?"
"ask."
"Why me?" Xu Sui looked up at him.
The voice-over is why she must be the only one after the reunion, and why she has not been in love for so many years and is only waiting for her.
She couldn't believe it.
Xu Sui was wearing a pink cinnamon sweater, with long hair falling to his shoulders, his eyes were cloudy because he was drunk, with a layer of water color, his lips were red and his teeth were white.
Make people have a desire to bully.
Zhou Jingze lowered his head and leaned over, with the heat blowing in his ears, his forehead against his forehead, and looked at her:
"There is no reason, I used to be blind."
I don't know how good his Yi Yi is.
"Yi Yi, I promised the teacher to go to the air rescue team today, and the truth about Dongzhao has come to light." Zhou Jingze spoke slowly.
"Really? I knew you must—"
Upon hearing the news, Xu Sui's tone was filled with excitement, and his bright eyes met his deep, dark eyes.
Heart suffocated.
Zhou Jingze placed a light kiss on her forehead, and he smiled:
"Now it's time for me to ask you a question, when did you write the bookmark on the back of the Mayday album?"
Xu Sui was half drunk and half awake, she knew that Zhou Jingze was patiently waiting for her to answer.
She blinked and said in a flattering tone, "I can't remember."
Zhou Jingze nodded, picked him up, and said expressionlessly: "Okay, then go to bed and talk."
The wound on her inner thigh he caused the night before is still aching, yet he still wants to come.
After hearing this, Xu Sui immediately jumped out of Zhou Jingze's arms, and immediately confessed:
"I said I said."
"The bookmarked sentence is because I accidentally knew what happened to you." Xu Sui looked at him and confessed.
When he was in high school, Xu Suiwan always sat in the front row, but the boy he liked sat in the last row.
So Xu Sui often went to self-study early, handed in homework, and even went out to the bathroom by the back door.
Even if what she often glimpsed out of the corner of her eye was a black figure with protruding shoulder blades who habitually slept on the table.
Also very satisfying.
But suddenly one day, that seat became empty frequently.
From that day on, Xu Sui seldom saw Zhou Jingze again. In the first two days, he occasionally bumped into him when he was going to the bathroom, but after that, he didn't see anyone else for a week.
That seat was very empty, even the table was cleaned up, and there were no more piles of test papers.
Afterwards, Xu Sui listened to gossip from classmates in the class, saying that Zhou Jingze's family had an accident again, that his father sent his stepbrother to heaven, and that his father went to his stepbrother's graduation ceremony, but forgot his biological son parent meeting.
Others said that the conflicts in his family had intensified, Zhou Jingze's father beat him up, and now he has left that family.
Opinions vary.
When Xu Sui lowered his head to collect his homework, he heard his classmates discussing his family affairs.
"Hey, so what if the family has money, it's not like no one loves them."
"However, Zhou Jingze is miserable enough. His mother committed suicide, and his father is still a beast."
"I bumped into Zhou Jingze at the bar yesterday. He seems to be with someone from a vocational school. He won't turn bad too."
Xu Sui tightened his fingertips holding his homework, and said silently in his heart:
No, he is not that kind of person.
Xu Sui began to subconsciously create encounters with Zhou Jingze, she was just a little worried about him.
She knew that he would take the No. 29 bus to school every day, but this luck does not come across very often.
Because Zhou Jingze sometimes got up late and took a taxi directly to school, and sometimes she didn't even know how he came to school.
Or maybe not at all, as it is now.
But Xu Sui still wanted to try his luck.
Xu Suiji lives in his uncle's house, which is in the south of the city, while Zhou Jing lives in the north of the city.
One south and one north are completely opposite directions.
So before dawn, Xu Sui got up an hour early every day, and went out with his schoolbag against the foggy sky.
Because she has to spend a lot of effort to transfer, and then take the No. 29 bus to go to school.
But after getting up early for a week in a row, she didn't even see Zhou Jingze in a daze.
She didn't see him until early Monday morning.
Xu Sui woke up a bit late because he stayed up late the night before to study the questions. As a result, when he transferred to the No. 29 bus, he encountered the rush hour for school.
Xu Sui squeezed onto the bus with great difficulty, turned sideways, grabbed the yellow horizontal bar with one hand, and struggled to pull out the bus card from his school uniform pocket and stuck it on the card reader, but there was no familiar "beep" sound, and it showed that the card was invalid.
Xu Sui thought that there was something wrong with the machine, and tried several times, but it still failed.
Could it be that there is no money.
The students huddled in the back became impatient, complaining and urging sounded one after another.
Xu Sui was a little embarrassed and embarrassed, and the heat of embarrassment rushed from her neck to her face, just when she was about to give up and back away.
"Swipe together." The boy's guttural voice was low and grainy, shaking in Xu Sui's ears.
Xu Sui froze.
Immediately afterwards, someone leaned over from behind, although keeping a certain distance, Xu Sui could smell the faint smell of tobacco on his clothes.
The space in the bus was small, and the zipper of his open school uniform accidentally touched Xu Sui's hanging hand.
There was a burst of coldness.
Like a violent wind in a sweltering summer.
Xu Sui held his breath and didn't dare to move. He caught a glimpse of the boy's hand swiping the card and retracted it, then put it back in his trouser pocket.
He was a lot taller than her, and when he retracted the card, he brushed her hair with his elbow and passed by.
The mint smell slowly faded, and more people crowded onto the bus.
It is no exaggeration to say that at that moment, Xu Sui felt that his hair was going to smoke.
Zhou Jingze was sitting on the blue window seat in the penultimate row of the bus. Xu Sui walked over and sat in the row behind him, with a certain distance between them.
On a summer morning, the sun was direct and hot, and Xu Sui felt a layer of sweat from the heat. She took out the vocabulary book from her schoolbag and fanned it while reciting the vocabulary silently.
Xu Sui looked forward inadvertently, Zhou Jingze was leaning against the window, drowsy, his skin was cold white, his eyelashes drooped downwards, the sunlight reflected from the glass window, casting a circle of shadows on the lower eyelids.
Zhou Jingze's schoolbag was placed under his feet, his long legs were slightly opened, and his crow-blue eyes clearly proved that he was recovering from sleep.
Xu Sui couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
When the next station arrived, the driver made an emergency brake, and most of the people leaned forward due to the impact of inertia.
Only Zhou Jingze, leaning against the car window without moving, only frowned slightly when he heard the sound, and didn't even bother to wink his eyes.
Another group of people came on the bus, and everyone shouted "don't squeeze", and the people who were squeezed cursed unhappily, "I don't know how to wait for the next bus, the mother must squeeze up."
Yue Mo made too much noise, Zhou Jingze struggled to open his eyes, raised his hands and rubbed his face.
An old man in brown overalls squeezed slowly onto the bus with a big bag of things in his hand, looking a little embarrassed.
Xu Sui was reciting the words when he suddenly saw the shadow moving forward, and the white sneakers moved a little.
A magnetic voice sounded: "Old man, sit here."
It's Zhou Jingze.
He has not changed.
Xu Sui saw Zhou Jingze on the other side and never mentioned it to anyone. He became a secret in her heart.
When school was over on Wednesday afternoon, Xu Sui was shopping outside the school for a meal and met Zhou Jingze and someone from a vocational school who were smoking in the back alley of the school, laughing unrestrainedly and recklessly.
Familiar and unfamiliar.
But Xu Sui now knows which side is the real Zhou Jingze, and which side is him wearing a mask and being unruly.
The one who inadvertently released kindness on the bus is the real him.
When Xu Suizai saw him smoking there, he remembered what his classmates had said about him during this period.
But she felt that a good person like Zhou Jingze should be surrounded by love, and walk his way openly and honestly.
So she wrote a blessing on the back of the bookmark.
"Xu Sui, let me emphasize that I am not imaginary," Zhou Jingze turned her face away, forced her to look at each other, paused every word, and said seriously, "I am your man."
You are the only thing I want in this life.
After meeting you, all regrets are filled.