The arena with Banana Fish was unbelievably reversed, and He Bin and the others didn't know each other because of this. However, although the right to use the air-raid shelter belongs to them, it can be seen that He Bin's two teammates are still very unwilling. When eating together, the guitarist poured a glass of wine, stood up and said, "I'm willing to bet and admit defeat," and then raised the glass to the right. In front of Sui Qingchi, who was buried in the food, "Singing on the back can have this effect, I am convinced, I respect you with this glass of wine!"
Sui Qingchi still kept his pocket in his left hand and vegetables in his right. When he heard this, he kept his head down to eat Flammulina velutipes, and raised his eyes to glance at the other party. He narrowed his eyes not too clearly, not because he couldn't hear the dissatisfaction and provocation in the other party's words.
Fu Cuo knew very well that Sui Qingchi's temper was so secondary, that even if the other party was only a little bit disobedient and provocative, Sui Qingchi would automatically refill it ten times, so he picked up his wine glass and said, "I represent you." He drinks."
"That won't work," said the guitarist, "This wine is for your lead singer, who is a great hero of your band." He looked at Sui Qingchi again, "Brother Sui, it would be shameful not to drink this cup."
Even the younger brother Sui shouted out, Tan Si also looked at Sui Qingchi, thinking that Sui Qingchi had to take over, but he and Fu Cuo AK both knew that Sui Qingchi was a drinker, drinking with his teammates It's fine to drink, I'm afraid it will make a joke if you get drunk on this kind of occasion... The other party probably noticed it too, Sui Qingchi only cared about eating, and didn't drink any wine.
Sui Qingchi put down his chopsticks coldly, and slowly withdrew his hand from his pocket, as if he was going to slap a gun and put it on the table in the next second. However, Fu Cuo stood up before him, raised his glass and drank it up. Everyone looked at him in surprise. After Fu Cuo finished drinking, he put down the empty glass and said, "He just had a fever the day before yesterday. I can't drink this glass." If you drink it, let him go."
Sui Qingchi looked up at him, with a different expression on his face, the coldness he had just now was gone, and there was still oil on his mouth after eating Flammulina velutipes.
The guitarist wanted to say something else, but He Bin frowned at him, and then he shook his head, gave Fu wrong a convincing thumbs up, and finally sat down.
The drummer also stood up: "Come here, we are all drummers, let's have a drink!" He poured the wine and put it directly in front of AK.
Tan Si moved the glass of wine in front of her: "His gastritis is just right, let me do it."
Unexpectedly, his hand was held down by the drummer: "What's the matter? Everyone in your team is sick?" As he spoke, he took the wine glass out of Tan Si's hand, "Sui Qingchi used this trick before, Can't use it a second time!"
AK put down his chopsticks with a "snap": "It's okay, Brother Tan, I'll drink!"
"AK," Fu Cuo called to stop him across the round table, AK rarely stopped obediently, Fu Cuo said to the other party, "They are indeed sick, they didn't lie, and there is no need to lie. I am the captain, and I can drink on their behalf. It’s only right and proper, if you think it’s not sincere to drink on behalf of you, then three drinks for me should be enough.”
"It's okay, it's okay, come and fill the captain!" The drummer said, and the guitarist got up and filled Fu Cuo's glass with wine, which was really poured to the point of overflowing.
Even He Bin couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "It's almost done."
Fu Cuo picked up the wine glass, but his hand was held by Sui Qingchi. His hand was not weak, and the wine in the glass swung out and flowed out of Fu Cuo's hands. He wiped the corner of his mouth, threw it on the table, and said: "I understand, there can only be one person who doesn't drink between me and him, right? His acute gastritis is more serious than mine. I'll drink this cup."
Said without waiting for Fu Cuo to stop, he took the glass of wine and killed it.
The empty wine glass was placed on the table with a "dang", and moved a little to the side, causing the big round table to tremble.
The atmosphere on the table was a bit tense, Fu Cuo stared at Sui Qingchi who drank a large glass of wine, Sui Qingchi was the most calm one, picked up the chopsticks as if nothing had happened, picked up the meatballs in the bowl and bowed his head to eat, Like nothing ever happened.
The drummer and the guitarist looked at each other for a while, and they both stamped in their hearts: he is a ruthless character.
It turned out that Sui Qingchi was helped back by Fu Cuo that night. Although he only drank one cup, it may be because he seldom drank. I fell down, and after that I kept propping my forehead with my hands on the dining table, looking very uncomfortable, but tried my best not to get down, and persisted until Fu Cuo left on the grounds that the subway was closing too late, and then vomited it out on the side of the road.
Drunkly, AK pointed at Sui Qingchi's hunched back and gave his thumbs up: "I want to save face and suffer!"
After returning home, Sui Qingchi got into the bathroom for the first time. After a while, Fu Cuo suddenly heard a "boom" coming from inside, and hurriedly opened the bathroom door: "Sui Qingchi?!"
Sui Qingchi hadn't even finished taking off his clothes, but he had already turned on the water. He probably slipped and fell, and was propping himself up with one hand on the ground. Fu Cuo stepped forward to help him, and suddenly he was covered in hot water, with crackling water all over his back. He tried hard to pull Sui Qingchi up, but Sui Qingchi bent his back and refused to move. He just knelt on the ground with one leg, and refused to get up with his hands on the ground.
"What's wrong?" Fu Cuo asked in wonder.
Sui Qingchi lowered his head and did not answer, only his breathing was a little low, and a trace of hot water was sprayed on his bowed neck like this. The water was a little hot, and his fair skin was soon slightly reddened by the hot water.
"Sui Qingchi, are you okay?" Fu Cuo asked worriedly.
Sui Qingchi nodded to the ground without saying a word. The water had already wet his hair, dripping from the top of his head to his drooping forehead, and the wet bangs hung down from his forehead one by one.
Fu Cuo stood up and turned off the water first. Sui Qingchi raised his head quietly, looking through his wet bangs with a pair of slightly drunk eyes, looking at Fu Cuo who was getting a towel from above. Fu Cuo was also soaked in water. The T-shirt she wore was a bit thin, and the water easily outlined the lines of the abdomen and waist, and then slipped into the jeans along the folds of the ironed fabric.
A few drops of water fell from the shut down shower, and landed on Sui Qingchi's eyelashes, which made him blink so much.
Fu Cuo knelt down and wrapped a dry towel around his shoulders, and said, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Change your clothes first, come out to take a breath, rest for a while and then wash."
Sui Qingchi didn't know how to tell the truth, and said in a low voice: "...I'm not feeling sick." Then he added, "It's fine if you don't come in."
Puzzled by Fu Cuo, Sui Qingchi lowered his head, resigned himself to his fate and propped himself up from the ground, and said, "Just don't think I'm a pervert..."
Fu Cuo was stunned for a moment, only to see the shape of a certain organ in Sui Qingchi's lower body outlined by the water flow, and he couldn't calm down immediately.
That day, Fu Cuo finally just helped Sui Qingchi solve it with his hands.
Sui Qingchi said that he could solve it by himself, but he couldn't bear to do this. He obviously liked each other, but let the other party rely on himself. At the climax, Sui Qingchi raised her arms and hugged him, whispering in his ear: "Fu Cuo, don't hate me..."
"No." He gently wrapped his arms around Sui Qingchi's back with one hand. Although it's the first time to do this kind of thing to another boy, but it's really... not annoying.
After turning off the lights and going to bed that day, Sui Qingchi lay beside him, with his head resting on his arms, looking at the moonlight on the ceiling, and said, "I will take the college entrance examination one year earlier."
Fu Cuo was stunned, looked sideways at him, and said after a while: "... this will be very hard, but it's not necessary, we will wait for you."
"I know," Sui Qingchi said, turning his head to look at him, "but I don't want to wait another year. In fact, this is also very good, so that I will have many things to do every day, and I don't have to think about it."
"What are you thinking about?" Fu Cuo asked with some concern.
Sui Qingchi stared at the ceiling, and blinked calmly after a long time: "... For example, you suddenly regretted it."
There is a little loneliness in his voice, and he looks like two people from the complacent one before.
"Impossible..." Fu Cuo said, and he was a little uncertain at the end, "It's just that we are all too young, you have to think carefully... I have to think clearly too."
Sui Qingchi looked into his eyes: "I don't need to think about it at all. The decision I make now can be responsible for me at the age of 80."
Fu Cuo was silent for a long while: "Sui Qingchi, we are all the same, our parents did wrong things out of impulse." Maybe the period between you and me will become something you regret in the future.
"They are them, we are us, I don't need to think about it, but if you need time, I will give you time," Sui Qingchi said, "I am seventeen years old, if you think I am too young, I can wait until twenty-seven , thirty-seven, forty-seven..."
Fu Cuo couldn't bear it immediately: "It won't take that long..." After finishing speaking, he realized that he had already agreed.
Sui Qingchi smiled and said, "Thank you for giving me a discount." The left hand that was lying on the back of his head was taken off again, and he reached into the quilt, holding Fu Cuo's right hand.
Fu Cuo wanted to hold it back, but felt that Sui Qingchi's fingers were digging into his fingers, and what he wanted was a grip with interlocking fingers. He couldn't help but smiled and thought, this is really the girl who was so cold when they first met. The piercing Sui Qingchi
"Do you know you have calluses on your fingers?" Sui Qingchi suddenly whispered in his ear.
Fu Cuo felt that Sui Qingchi's fingers had been caressing the thick calluses between his fingers. It took him a while to understand what he was referring to, and the roots of his ears became hot all at once. seductive...
"Thank you for everything you did for me today," Sui Qingchi stroked his fingers and said, "I will remember it forever."
Fu Cuo said softly: "It's nothing to remember for a lifetime."
Sui Qingchi said: "But this is your hand playing the guitar, you don't know that I felt so reckless at the time..."
"Stop talking..." Fu Cuo's cheeks were slightly hot, and he closed his eyes, thinking that you should go to sleep quickly, and let me sleep too.
Sui Qingchi smiled in his ear, the laughter was like a gust of warm wind, and then said: "Okay, I will listen to you..."
When Fu Cuo opened his eyes again, Sui Qingchi was already asleep, with one hand still pressed behind his head, and his head slightly tilted in his direction. Sui Qingchi like this seemed like a young man who didn't know how to feel sad.