Lin Wei walked over to the bed and picked up her phone. The battery was almost full. There were quite a few missed calls and text messages, most of which were from Song Jin.
The content of the text message is similar to Song Jin's character, concise and straightforward.
"Where are you?", "Go home.", "Tomorrow is Monday.", "Your school uniform is at home".
Lin Wei rubbed the words on the screen with her fingertips, and finally cut to WeChat and clicked on Jiang Su's avatar.
I want to go to Tsinghua University: Classmate Jiang, are you asleep
After sending the message, after waiting for about four or five minutes, Jiang Su remained silent for a while.
Lin Wei sighed regretfully and lost, thinking to herself, she is a person who doesn't really like to communicate with others. The first time she wanted to share her thoughts with others, but the person fell asleep. This is probably in the novel. That so-called miss.
Lin Wei suddenly felt like she was possessed by the heroine, she pressed down the screen of her mobile phone in a melancholy manner, and silently said to herself, Lin Wei, go to sleep, and then was about to close her eyes when the phone rang.
SU: No.
SU: Just taking a shower.
SU: Come here.
Lin Wei was still thinking about how to tell the school bully. She wanted to go to him to tell her heartfelt heartfelt at night, but she didn't say anything, and the school bully had already said everything.
It was as if the school bully had been waiting for news from her, waiting for her to take the initiative to find him.
Lin Wei's thoughts suddenly became very delicate. She stared at the phone for two seconds, and just as she was about to ask where he was, another message came on the screen.
SU: I live next door to you, come here.
"… "
Lin Wei raised her head and looked around Jiang Su's huge bedroom, a little suspicious that he had installed surveillance cameras in his own room.
Lin Wei unplugged the charging cable, stepped on her slippers, and opened the bedroom door. She poked her head out first, glanced at the magnificent but empty corridor, and then quietly opened the door and squeezed out. Go next door.
Jiang Sujia looks big, but in fact there are four houses on each floor.
Each house is equipped with a separate bathroom and dressing room, so don't waste too much space.
Lin Wei thought of going to Chen Zhan's room next door, so she opened the door and turned around. Looking at Jiang Su's house, she walked along the corridor for a long time before finally finding the door.
Jiang Su's door was unlocked, and he closed it for a while, and Lin Wei opened it as soon as he pushed it.
He really just took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and was wiping his hair in front of the mirror.
Lin Wei found a sofa and casually slumped on it.
The layout of his room is not too different from hers, but the decoration style is quite different. This room is estimated to be used for entertaining guests.
Lin Wei glanced around, and her eyes fell on Jiang Su.
When he grabbed the towel and wiped his hair, he didn't move his arm, and it would cause his shoulder blades to follow.
The lights in his room are all on, the light is bright, the white T fabric he wears is slightly thin, and from her perspective, he can vaguely see the outline of his waistline.
narrow waist...
Lin Wei looked down.
Buttocks…
Lin Wei was suddenly thirsty, and she looked away from Jiang Su.
After a while, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva.
God, she is someone who can drool at paper people, but now she has started to face real people.
Jiang Su, who wiped his hair half-dry, threw the towel to the side, then walked over to pick up a seat and sat down: "Is there anything you want to do with me?"
Lin Wei nodded, she didn't expect how to cut into the topic, she glanced at the coffee table with only one ornament, and wondered if he and her would have such a dry chat face to face, it would be too embarrassing.
In other people's TV series, when the male and female protagonists have a heart-to-heart talk late at night, there is red wine.
Last time he was in a bad mood, she took him to her secret base, and she took him to buy some snacks.
Lin Wei slowly lowered her gaze back to Jiang Su's face: "Classmate Jiang, do you have anything to drink at home?"
Jiang Su got up: "What to drink?"
Lin Wei tilted her head and looked at a painting on his wall that she didn't quite understand: "Living in this kind of house, we chat in the middle of the night. If we want to have a good conversation, why should we bring a bottle of 1982 Lafite? Bar."
Jiang Su ignored Lin Wei and left with one hand in his pocket.
When he was going out, Lin Wei shouted, "Classmate Jiang, remember to bring something to eat."
Looking at the door that Jiang Su had brought to her, Lin Wei thought to herself that in her lifetime, she had also experienced a house where people usually talk in short videos on the Internet by shouting.
After a while, Jiang Su came back.
He took a large bag and threw it on the table.
Lin Wei opened it, and there were all kinds of snacks inside, many of which were imported.
She turned around and couldn't find any wine. She looked up: "Classmate Jiang, where is Lafite in 1982?"
Jiang Su picked up a bottle of Sprite from the bag, hooked the ring with one hand, pulled it open with a snap, inserted a straw into it, and pushed it in front of her: "No, only 82-year-old Sprite."
"… "
Lin Wei stared at Jiang Su for a few seconds, opened a package of snacks, and casually threw a mouthful into her mouth.
Jiang Su leaned against the chair lazily, watching her eat without stopping in her mouth like a small hamster.
He knew that the little girl was thinking about how to start her speech.
He didn't speak, just waited patiently.
Lin Wei ate most of the package of snacks, squeezed the seal tightly, and looked up into Jiang Su's eyes: "Why don't you ask me what's wrong?"
Jiang Su rolled his eyelids, "Are you in a better mood now?"
"what?"
What he said was endless, and it had nothing to do with what she just asked.
Lin Wei was stunned for a while, carefully feeling her mood at the moment, I can't say it's particularly good, but it's much better than that in the afternoon, she nodded slowly: "What does this have to do with my mood? relation."
Jiang Su lowered his head and brushed his hair that was not completely dry: "Isn't it more important to make you happy?"
The sudden flirt made Lin Wei choked and didn't know what to say.
She stared at him for a while, then silently lowered her head and took a sip of the 82-year-old Sprite: "Then if I'm always unhappy, you just don't ask."
Jiang Su said "um", brushed away the bangs, and looked up to meet her eyes: "I'm still coaxing."
Lin Wei: "…"
Lin Wei, who was still thinking of gradual progress, was teased by Jiang Su in a few words and decided to abandon the gradual process and go straight to the topic.
Otherwise, she would have been cured before she had time to sell miserably.
Lin Wei felt that she had a lot of things to say, and it was also a little trivial. She struggled in her mind for a while, but she didn't get to the point of coming first, and finally she was completely heartbroken, and she directly thought about where it counted and said: "I'll take my life today. That idiot got hit."
(End of this chapter)