The breeze does not pass me by

Chapter 63 The phone you dialed has been turned off

The air is filled with the smell of wine, which is not unpleasant, with a sweet cherry flavor, as if summer is coming early.

Liang Chan also seemed to be poured into a glass of cherry-flavored cocktail, intoxicated by the sweetness, and a low whisper sounded like thunder in his ear: "Do you like him that much?"

"What... what?" Liang Chan instantly woke up.

Jiang Qishu buried his hot face in her neck, and confided in pain while kissing: "Is it true that no matter what you do, you can't replace his place in your heart?"

Liang Chan half understood: "Jiang Qishu, you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk, I'm sober." Drunk people usually like to emphasize that they are not drunk, and Jiang Qishu is no exception, "I know it in my heart."

"What do you know?"

The house was quiet, and his panting sound was loud, like a blower: "Are you going to tell me to break up...I knew it, you only like him. Can't you not like him?"

Liang Chan had nothing to say.

Li Aoran's prediction was wrong, Jiang Qishu would indeed talk nonsense when drunk, but what he said was not "he wants to break up with her", but "she is going to break up with him", the meanings of the two are too far apart.

"I'll answer you when you wake up." Liang Chan reached out to push him, "Now, get up from me, I can hardly breathe."

It's useless to tell him some things now, maybe he will forget when he wakes up, so she said it for nothing.

Drunk people have no reason at all, Jiang Qishu was hurt by her pushing her away, and hugged her body even tighter.His arms were like two vines, tightly wrapped around her, and their bodies were tightly attached to each other.

"Liang Chan." He choked up and called her.

Liang Chan raised her neck and responded with difficulty: "Yeah." She wasn't joking, she was really out of breath.

"Liang Chan." Jiang Qishu's lips brushed against her ears and neck, leaving hot marks like a red-hot iron.

Liang Chan was so sleepy, her upper and lower eyelids were fighting, she answered him patiently: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Qishu "made a murder while drunk", completely irrational, and acted on instinct. He lifted the sweater of the person under him with his fingers, and the cool air got in, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on his skin.

Liang Chan's scalp tightened, and the words "drunken sex" popped out of his mind. Just as he was about to break away from Jiang Qishu's embrace desperately, he stopped himself first.

Jiang Qishu's eyes were too dark due to the smell of alcohol, he stared fixedly at a small piece of her exposed abdominal skin, his breathing stagnated, and the air froze.

Liang Chan's whole body went numb, and she didn't realize what he was looking at, until she felt the light touch of her fingertips on the tattooed part, she was startled, and it was too late to cover it.

However, she soon relaxed.

Just a pattern, nothing more.

She secretly thought, except for the tattoo artist, no one can understand anything other than the cicada, just a few wavy lines. She once thought it was the wind, and it has no meaning in the eyes of others.

"Is this Liang Chan's cicada?" Jiang Qishu murmured to himself as he brushed the lifelike cicada with his fingertips.

When Liang Chan heard him ask this, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable. She didn't want him to stare at this place, and pulled down the sweater to cover it.Jiang Qishu put his hand on the tattoo, drawing those elegant lines with his feeling.

"This is... the wind?" he guessed.

Liang Chan was stunned, and forgot how to react. She was like a fish whose gills had been pulled out, lying quietly on the chopping board, waiting for the imminent death sentence.

"It's the wind."

Jiang Qishu said it again, no longer a question, but an affirmative tone.

*
The aftereffects of a hangover can be very strong, especially for people who don't drink very much.Jiang Qishu slept until the next evening.

The curtains in the living room were not drawn, and the setting sun poured in like orange juice, making people's eyes sore.

Jiang Qishu was lying on the sofa in the same posture as last night, covered with a thick quilt, and there was a lingering smell of alcohol in his nose. After a night and half a day, the initial smell of candied cherries fermented into the smell of rotten sweet potatoes .

He was alone in the apartment, and Jiang Qishu turned his head. There were two bottles of mineral water on the coffee table. He picked up a bottle, half-supported himself, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a few sips of water.

The cold fluid slid down his throat, quickening his mind's lucidity.

In his impression, he has never been drunk, this is the first time, combined with the experience shared by others, he thought that he would be broken when he woke up, forgetting what he did after he was drunk.In fact, at this moment, it was like playing a movie in his mind, frame by frame flashing through his absurd actions last night.

He was brought back to the apartment by Liang Chan, he pressed her down to kiss her desperately, was pushed away by her, entangled her facelessly, lifted her clothes, and wanted to get closer to her, but found her Hide your deepest secrets.

She had to love her so much that she would write her and Shao Linfeng's names on her body.

He heard people say that whether the tattoo hurts or not depends on the individual's physique. I don't know if she will be very painful. What was he thinking at that time? What was he thinking at that time? A form clings to him.

With such deep feelings, what do you compare Jiang Qishu with Shao Linfeng?He asked himself over and over again.

Jiang Qishu buried his face between his knees, and let the time slip away quietly until the sunset faded away, and the night fell again. He finally moved his stiff body and picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table.

The phone that was not charged last night had 5.00% of the battery left, and the red reminder of the battery being critical hung on the upper right corner of the screen.

Jiang Qishu opened WeChat, and Liang Chan left him a message at seven ten in the morning.

Liang Chan: "I'm going back to school. There is breakfast I bought in the kitchen. If it's cold, warm it up before eating."

At twelve noon, Liang Chan sent him another message.

Liang Chan: "Are you still awake?"

Jiang Qishu's eyes dimmed, he backed out, and slid down, there were several unread messages from Li Aoran.

Li Aoran: "I asked the teacher for leave for you, why don't you thank me well! Treat me to dinner quickly! [Crazy Hint.jpg]"

Li Aoran: "Damn it, why don't you come by noon?"

Li Aoran: "I will continue to ask for leave for you in the afternoon."

Li Aoran: "Fuck, what time is it and I haven't shown up yet, so the fighting power isn't that strong?"

Li Aoran: "Uh, take back the previous sentence, I saw Liang Chan at school."

Jiang Qishu didn't answer his boring nonsense, and clicked into the chat dialog box with Liang Chan again.He couldn't delay any longer, he was greedy day after day, the longer the time, the deeper the reluctance in his heart.The words that were supposed to be spoken on his birthday are still hidden in his stomach.

After editing just a few words, Jiang Qishu exhausted all his strength and tapped the green "Send" button with his finger.Thanks to the fast network, there is no delay, and it is sent in an instant.

Jiang Qishu closed his eyes and it was over. This relationship that started for no reason ended in such a sloppy way.

*
Liang Chan had been in class all day, and her phone was always on silent.

The bell rang for the last class in the afternoon. She remembered that the messages sent to Jiang Qishu in the morning and at noon had not been answered. She took out her mobile phone from her bag and wanted to ask him if he came to school, but unexpectedly received a reply from him.

There are only five words, plus a full stop.

You don't need to click to open the dialog box, you can see it at a glance in the message notification bar.

Jiang Qishu: "Let's break up."

Liang Chan stubbornly entered the dialog box to confirm the time he sent the message, 10 minutes ago.

Judging by the young man's metabolic rate, the alcohol in his body should have been broken down from the alcohol he drank last night, and there is no such thing as gibberish after drinking.

"Liang Chan, are you still leaving?"

The three people in front walked and found that one person was missing. Looking back, Liang Chan was a long way behind, standing there like a telegraph pole.

Liang Chan answered "I'm here" in despair, and read these words repeatedly while walking.

She didn't believe that Jiang Qishu would break up with her.

Could it be...he minds that tattoo?

"Let's go, let's eat. Aren't you hungry after class all afternoon?" Lu Mingming grabbed her arm, glanced over, and saw the word "Jiang Qishu" on her mobile phone, and suddenly became sore, "You guys We meet every day, chatting so intensively, aren't you tired?"

Xiao Li smiled and said: "You don't understand, if my boyfriend is at Jiang Qishu's level, I will cling to him every second."

Lu Mingming: "That's right."

Liang Chan was not in the mood to listen to their jokes, so she called Jiang Qishu, and a mechanical female voice answered her: "Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off."

(End of this chapter)