Confession

"I just want to keep a memorial." Xu Sui flinched and explained in a hurry.

Everyone was still there. Hu Qianxi looked at Xu Sui and knew that she had changed her mind. In order not to embarrass her, she rushed in front of Sheng Nanzhou and said, "Yes, what happened to our medical students who have never seen the world? Sheng Nanzhou, I think If you want your badge, you'd better win it for me."

Sheng Nanzhou was suddenly cueed, or Hu Qianxi 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 and didn't lift his head: "Flaming Crane at eight o'clock today."

A boy snapped his fingers, and the others echoed: "Boss Zhou is open and bright!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, get out of here." Zhou Jingze sneered.

After the group of people disbanded, Hu Qianxi and Xu Sui walked back to school holding their arms. The eldest lady was puzzled: "Follow, it was a good time to confess just now, why are you so intimidated?"

"Not ready." Xu Sui shook his head.

There were so many onlookers just now, and Zhou Jingze was so close. As soon as he looked at him, Xu Sui's legs were soft and her brain was blank. Besides, she was really not ready.

"Then you plan to—" Hu Qianxi asked tentatively.

Xu Sui sighed, his black eyes filled with determination: "Tonight."

"Yes! Good confession!" Hu Qianxi snapped her fingers.

Xu Sui Xiaoxiao did not answer, and clenched the small golden badge in his palm.

Secret love is not obtained yet, so I chose to bear the loss first.

At six o'clock in the evening, the midsummer sunset was brilliant and short. Xu Sui picked a white dress and grabbed the end of the hair casually. The whole person was generous.

Hu Qianxi put on a light make-up for her. After painting, she opened her eyes wide and couldn't help but exclaim: "Wow, follow along, you are so beautiful."

In the mirror, Xu Suifu had white and black eyes, and she put on lipstick a little more squiggly, pure and moving.

When Hu Qianxi went outside to collect water, Xu Sui lay on the desk and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he took out a letter and put it in his pocket.

Letters that have been written intermittently for so many years should always be sent out.

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Zhou Jingze first returned to his home in Amber Lane to take a shower. When he came out, his hair dripped on the floor. He threw the drops of water sideways and picked up the cell phone in the low cabinet to send a message to his grandpa.

With a white towel on Zhou Jingze's neck, he took a can of ice-cola out of the refrigerator and sat on the sofa. He held the bottle with well-knotted hands and pulled the ring apart. He took a sip, and his throat finally became more comfortable. Master Kui was lying on his feet, biting his trouser legs from time to time.

I seem to be a little angry recently, and my throat is so dumb that it smokes.

Zhou Jingze leaned back on the sofa, wiped the water mist on the phone screen with his thumb, and sent photos of the sunrise taken on the plane in the morning to his grandfather.

Grandpa responded quickly: [How was the result of the test flight? 】

When Zhou Jingze edited the word "not bad" in the dialog box to be sent out, the phone suddenly rang with a rapid ringtone, and the caller ID was Shi Yuejie.

Zhou Jingze frowned subconsciously, but still nodded, 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 fetched a cigarette from the cigarette case on the coffee table, bit it in his mouth, and sneered, "Where am I? It doesn't seem to matter to you, brother, brother."

Zhou Jingze choked people directly with a sting like this, Shi Yuejie was not angry, his tone was still gentle, but he was a little anxious: "If you have time, come to the house. Dad seems to want to... move Auntie's tablet."

"I'll be here right away." Zhou Jingze stood up quickly, his voice cold.

Zhou Jingze blew his hair soon after he came, picked up the phone and cigarettes on the table, and ran out. Zhou Jingze got on the motorcycle and slammed on the accelerator, and the man and the car rushed not far away like an arrow from the string, leaving Master Kui standing at the door, anxiously saying a few words towards his back.

The wind on the road was very strong, and the phoenix trees on both sides quickly moved backwards like buttons. On the way to that home, 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, and devoted a lot of love and tenderness to Zhou Jingze.

After the death of his mother, before the first seven days, Zhou Zhengyan led Zhu Ling into the house and pulled his hair to force Zhou Jingze to call an unrelated stranger his brother.

The evening breeze passed by, icy and swift, and it made Zhou Jingze's eyes hurt. He speeded up and rushed into the courtyard of the villa with a cold face, regardless of the guard's obstruction.

Zhou Jingze turned off the car and walked straight in. As soon as he reached the main hall, a large group of people were standing there, and Zhu Ling was around there and instructed them to take down the tablet.

When Zhu Ling heard the sound, she turned her head and looked over. She was taken aback when she saw the visitor, and then she gave a gentle smile very quickly: "Jingze, when did you come here? Did you eat?"

After asking, Zhu Ling turned to look at the staff and spoke softly: "Hey, please take the fruit plate in front of the tablet. I'll move it. I'm afraid you can't do it well."

Zhou Jingze's eyebrows jumped, and he said word by word: "Don't, touch her."

When Zhou Jingze speaks slowly and short, it means that he is angry. Zhu Ling's hands froze in the air with an embarrassment on her face. She thought that Zhou Jingze just minded her, so she said, "Then you come and move, be careful."

The two black men on the left and right moved forward and wanted to remove the tablet. Zhou Jingze stood there, looking around with his dark eyes, and saw the baseball bat in the corner. The hand that was hanging from the seam of the trousers, then strode over, drew out the baseball bat, and blinked vigorously towards the antique vase on the side. Waved it down.

With a "bang", the vase fell apart and fell to the ground. Zhu Ling was so scared that she yelled on the spot. Zhou Jingze carried the baseball bat and stared at them sharply, with a cold voice: "You guys try it again."

The scene is too noisy. And the movement was not small, Zhou Zhengyan hurried down from upstairs to see the scene in front of him, and his whole body was shaking with anger. He didn't understand, but he just answered a phone call upstairs, why it was like this.

Shi Yuejie followed the movement and saw Zhu Ling, who was pale with fright, walked over to hold 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: "What are you going to be crazy about here again? What scared your auntie into."

Hearing these words, Zhou Jingze lowered his head and laughed slowly, his face was cynic, and his tone was loose: "If it weren't for your mother's tablet to be withdrawn, I really don't love coming to your house."

Zhou Zhengyan was at a loss for a moment. He clearly didn't mean that. When he was about to explain, Zhou Jingze interrupted him quickly, his eyes were cold, and he was determined:

"Can you not tolerate her like this? You will not be my son in the future."

After a word fell to the ground, the air was still, Zhou Zhengyan was furious, and rushed in three or two steps and slapped Zhou Jingze severely.

Zhou Jingze staggered and couldn't stand firmly. He turned his face away and slapped him over. He felt a buzzing tinnitus around him. Zhou Zhengyan was still angry, and said loudly, "What are you talking about? How can I not tolerate your mother? It was the Feng Shui master who came over and asked me to move the tablet to another room. Suddenly you What is it like to run over and make a fuss?"

Zhou Jingze instantly understood that he had been tricked.

"Who told you that I was going to move your mother's tablet, ah?!" Zhou Zhengyan's chest was ups and downs.

Zhou Jingze didn't speak, but looked at Shi Yuejie. The latter stood up, took out his brother's posture, and began to explain in a warm voice: "Sorry, Dad, I told Jingze before I knew the situation. I thought...I I'm afraid he is worried."

"Look at you! You are always so impulsive to do things, and come to your house indiscriminately. Look at your brother again, always thinking of you, always taking care of me, how about you? I have been raising you for so many years!"

Half of Zhou Jingze's face was still hot and painful. He spit a **** 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. ."

"Someday you really don't want my mother's tablet, just let me know and I will take her away."

The **** color on Zhou Jingze's face that was so unwillingly restored instantly turned pale, and his breathing was not smooth: "You...you rebel!"

When Shi Yuejie saw that Zhou Zhengyan was sick with anger, he patted him on the back and helped smoothly: "Dad, let me help you go back to the room for medicine first. Don't hurt your body with anger."

After speaking, Shi Yuejie helped Zhou Zhengyan out, and Zhu Ling also followed. The backs of the family of three looked extremely harmonious. Zhou Zhengyan held his head and sighed, "My son is not as good as the son next to me."

Zhou Zhengyan's sighing voice came over, Zhou Jingze listened blankly, his hands hanging from the trousers slowly clenched into fists.

When Zhou Jingze walked out of the house, the cell phone in his pocket made a buzzing sound. He took it out and saw that Sheng Nanzhou called, so he clicked to answer.

"Hello." Zhou Jingze realized that his voice was extremely hoarse as soon as he spoke.

Sheng Nanzhou was in the box, and the voice of K song rang loudly. He smiled and asked: "Man, where are you? We have been waiting for you for a long time. You don't know that Da Liu, who was cast like a grandson."

Zhou Jingze chuckled softly: "Come now."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Jingze stood on the side of the road and smoked three cigarettes in silence. Finally, he calmed down and rode his motorcycle to the direction of the Red Crane Club.

Sitting in the crowded box, Xu Sui still felt cramped. Every time a person entered the box door, she would subconsciously look at the door, but it was not Zhou Jingze.

Disappointment was written on her face.

Xu Sui glanced at the time. At 8:45, nearly an hour has passed. Wouldn't he come?

She leaned over and took a sip of the juice on the table. The next second, someone pushed in. Sheng Nanzhou shouted from the side: "Why are you here now?"

Xu Sui lifted his eyes and cut light and shadow. Zhou Jingze wore a black T-shirt and walked into the box. He had blood-red wounds on the corners of his lips, his skin was cold, and the expression on his face was dull and unclear, making him look unruly and unruly.

"Something happened." Zhou Jingze chuckled lightly.

Zhou Jingze gave everyone a false look, and when he met Xu Sui's eyes, he nodded coldly, then walked over and sat down.

The person in the middle of the sofa automatically gave him a place. Liu was sitting next to him, drunk, and he was taken aback when he saw the wound on Zhou Jingze’s face. ?"

Everyone was silent, Zhou Jingze threw the lighter and cigarettes on the table, leaned over to find a fork and put a piece of watermelon into his mouth, with a lazy tone: "What else? I drove on the road while riding a bike."

"Hahahaha, you also have today." Da Liu patted his shoulder and laughed.

Today there are a lot of people in the box, Zhou Jingze has many friends, plus they bring their family to play games, karaoke and karaoke, the box is so lively.

Those who are familiar with Zhou Jingze know that he is in a bad mood today and the pressure is low, so Sheng Nanzhou consciously didn't bother him. This gave a girl from the Business English department a chance.

Xu Sui had a bit of an impression of her, she looked demon, she was in good shape, and her name was Liu Sijin. She was there when the band won the party last time.

Zhou Jingze was very upset today, lying on the sofa without any expression, opened a bottle of XO, and just wanted to blow the bottle.

Sitting aside, Liu Sijin stretched out her hand to stop her. Zhou Jingze glanced at her with a thin eyelid. The girl didn't feel embarrassed, and said with a smile, "Do you want to drink and die here? Use a wine glass."

Zhou Jingze let go and let her lean over and pour the wine into the glass. Zhou Jingze drank glass after glass, his face was silent and cold.

Xu Sui sat in the corner, watching a charming girl sitting next to Zhou Jingze. He was drinking, and occasionally Liu Sijin hooked his fingers at him.

Zhou Jingze leaned over to listen, his lips were lazy, the girl's long curly hair swept his arm, he didn't push it away, and he didn't take the initiative.

The wandering skeletal remains ambiguous.

Xu Sui squeezed her palms secretly, the pain from the nails sinking into her palms made her numb, and her eye sockets became warmer.

She got up, walked to the front of the jukebox, and clicked on a song, which was Xue Kaiqi's "Kelow Reeves Reply".

As long as you turn your back to them, you can't see them.

The red neon flashed, Xu Sui was about to sing while holding the microphone when someone tugged at the corner of her clothes.

Xu Sui turned around and took a look. Hu Qianxi took her hand and put it to her ear: "Follow Sui, come out."

She had to put the microphone back on the shelf and jumped off the high chair. The two held hands, walking past the screen with the cat waist down and walked out.

On the corridor, Hu Qianxi asked her: "Well, didn't you say you want to confess? Why is there no movement."

Xu Sui lowered his eyelashes and took a breath: "He... is sitting next to someone else."

Hu Qianxi understood in an instant, and patted her shoulder: "Hurt, you don't know my uncle, if he really likes that woman, he will do it in the morning. If he is in a bad mood, he will be like a dead person. Anyone can follow him. The last two sentences, if you step on his thunder in the next second, it will not be so easy to talk."

"On the contrary, Liu Sijin has been sticking to my uncle. If you don't go up, the woman will be lying on him, just like a spider spirit." Hu Qianxi said angrily.

"Don't be afraid, follow along, you will never know the answer if you don't try it, what if?" Hu Qianxi encouraged.

Xu Sui was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay."

The two went back again. Xu Sui sat back in the corner. She was still a little nervous with her hands on her knees. In the box that shook the sky, she quietly drank three glasses of wine in one breath.

That was her first time drinking.

Xu Sui didn't realize anything on the Internet that the wine tastes good and is addictive. The first sip of wine entered his throat, and Xu Suinla's tears were about to come out.

Sheng Nanzhou just sat aside, noticed her abnormality, and asked with concern: "Sister Xu, are you okay?"

Xu Sui shook his head, stretched out his hand to wipe off the beer foam from the corner of his lips, stood up, put his hand in his pocket and pinched the corner of the letter, and walked towards Zhou Jingze in the ambiguous floating light.

Zhou Jingze was bending over to pour the wine, with a casual smile on his face, and a cigarette in his hand holding the wine glass. A slender figure shrouded and blocked his sight.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Jingze raised his head and raised the corner of his lips.

Xu Sui looked at him with a hint of tension in his voice: "Can you come out for a while?"

Zhou Jingze was stunned for a second, randomly loosened the wine glass, raised her hand to extinguish the cigarette **** and got up, unexpectedly Liu Sijin grabbed her arm, her voice was as charming as ever but with anxiety:

"What can't you say here?"

Liu Sijin had already noticed the girl in front of her. She was clean, gentle, and well-behaved. She was incompatible with the romantic place here, but she had a sense of crisis.

She deliberately yelled loudly. It happened that someone cut a song. The prelude was a long blank with only a little residual sound. Everyone's attention was on this side, and the whole box was unconsciously quiet.

The smile on Zhou Jingze's face was restrained. He was in a bad mood and was too lazy to speak. It doesn't mean that Liu Sijin can claim to be a girlfriend. He respects girls doesn't mean that she can do things like this.

He lifted his eyelids and glanced at Liu Sijin. He glanced at her with a smile. With warning hidden in his eyes, Liu Sijin felt cold and let go of his hand subconsciously.

Zhou Jingze got up and planned to go out with Xu Suiwu, but Xu Suiwu made up his mind that he didn't want to leave a way for himself, and suddenly stood in front of him and blocked his way.

Under the witness of more than a dozen people, Xu Sui stood in the dim box, Zhou Jingze was a head taller than her, and the eyes of the two people needed to look up to match.

The people around realized that the atmosphere was not right and quiet, and they all quieted down consciously, and the clever boy screamed. Xu Sui's heart was beating without a rhythm, nervous and unable to say a word.

It just so happened that Xu Suidian's song was postponed, no one sang it, only Xue Kaiqi's singing voice echoed in the box, her voice was firm and a bit astringent:

I love you with six hundred sentences every day

I have never felt too boring after writing for ten years

Continue to passively be an ordinary public

It's really useless to be willing not to be afraid of flushing

Stubbornly attack for that approval

As every immortal martyr in the dynasty has courageously

Knowing that we are separated by space

Still putting Ai Mu Tiantian into the envelope

Xu Sui's right hand was inserted into her pocket, the letter inside was deformed by her, and the corners were rotten. She obviously didn't dare to look at him, but forced herself to look directly at him. Her dark eyelashes trembled and her voice was trembling. A little shaking:

"Zhou Jingze, I...like you."

Finally speaking, there was a burst of screaming and men and women yelling "Together! Together!" in the crowd. After Xu Sui finished speaking, he quickly moved his eyes away, not daring to look at him again, and wiped his hands in his pockets again, looking for the letter indiscriminately.

Zhou Jingze was stunned for a moment, and then casually raised the corner of his lips, his voice was as pleasant as ever:

"Sorry, you are so good."

He spoke very quietly. It should have taken care of Xu Sui's self-esteem as a girl. People around him didn't hear Zhou Jingze's voice and were still making noises.

With one hand in his trouser pocket, Zhou Jingze raised his thin eyelids and glanced at the blind people, and the surroundings consciously fell silent.

For the unexpected answer, Xu Sui loosened the hand that held the letter tightly, and lowered his eyes, only feeling sore, but fortunately he didn't get the letter.

Yes, she will never be Zhou Jingze's preference.

Xu Sui wore a white suspender dress, exposing his white shoulders. Even with a little makeup, it was still plain and pure. Even if he drinks, he is the kind of person who makes himself cry.

She is well-behaved, quiet, and often gets drowned in the crowd. Like a blank sheet of paper, at the same time of peace and eagerness to take risks, Xu Sui's most daring thing is to play games and keep learning drums behind his parents.

The biggest wish is just to hope that my family is healthy and I can live a good life.

Zhou Jingze, slutty, rebellious and free, often does adventurous things, bungee jumping, racing cars, skydiving in the Grand Canyon, hoping that when he dies one day, he will be able to see the Sunset Boulevard.

Like a person from two worlds.

Zhou Jingze looked down at Xu Suihong's eyes and tried not to cry for a moment. It was common to refuse others, but facing her, he was a little at a loss and an unspeakable emotion.

He moved his slender fingertips hanging from the seams of his trousers, trying to reach out to wipe her tears.

Suddenly, Zhou Jingze glanced out inadvertently and saw a figure outside the box door. His hatred surged almost instantly, his tongue lowered and his jaw lowered and he laughed, and the conversation turned:

"But you can try."