Confession

The maintenance personnel rushed in ten minutes later. When a strong light came in, the two consciously let go of their hands as if they were awakening from a big dream. Zhou Jingze stood up next to the wall and raised his hands to block the dazzling light. The sound was incomparable. hoarse:

"I'll go to the bathroom."

Xu Suize went up to the 23rd floor to find Hu Xixi and the others, and opened the door. The two had been sitting there fighting for 20 minutes. Seeing that Xu Sui came, Hu Qianxi immediately got embarrassed and switched off the topic: "Follow you, eat quickly. If you don't come, the food will be cold."

"By the way, where is my uncle." Hu Qianxi asked.

Sheng Nanzhou’s mobile phone just happened to have information coming in. He glanced at it: "He said he had left beforehand and the account has been settled. Let us eat."

"Sheng Nanzhou, if you don't pick it up, how can I apologize and still have to pay for my uncle?" Hu Qianqian scoffed at him.

Sheng Nanzhou replied shamelessly: "It's not because my dad loves me."

Xu Suizai thought, someone like Zhou Jingze who has a good family background, a talented person, can do everything with ease, and occasionally frivolous and wanton.

People are unruly and unruly, and they have a physique that is unique to young people, but they are actually humble and stable. They will tell the proprietress of the dumpling shop, "It’s hard work," and notice that girls can’t drink cold milk when the weather is cold. It was quietly closing the bill when friends had a dinner together.

It is not surprising that such a person is given a lot of love. How can he get claustrophobia?

Xu Sui remembered again that he lived alone in Amber Lane, a big house that didn't always light up.

"Baby, what are you thinking?" Hu Qianxi stretched out five fingers and shook in front of her.

Xu Sui regained his senses, took a sip of the juice at the table to cover up, and smiled: "I think you are finally reconciled."

Zhou Jingze disappeared for a whole week, or in other words, disappeared in Xu Sui's world. Xu Sui reads his WeChat Moments several times a day, but he posts everything. The latest news was three months ago.

Xu Sui occasionally captures Zhou Jingze's sporadic correlations from Hu Qianqian's words, such as "I heard that Sheng Nanzhou was second to last in the flight technology theory test, but his uncle took the first place", "Today, a man actually confessed to Zhou Jingze!"

Xu Sui usually feeds the cat while listening quietly.

On the weekend, Xu Sui added to Sheng Yan that he was rushing to leave after class. It happened that Sheng Nanzhou knocked on the door and came in and said, “I don’t have to go to school for rehearsals this week. I will go directly to Jingze’s house. He also has a piano room. You go there. It's also convenient."

"Good." Xu Suiying said.

Xu Suiqi Sheng Yanjia went downstairs after making up class and found Hu Qianqian, Da Liu and the others had already been there waiting for her. The group followed Sheng Nanzhou to Zhou Jingze's house.

Sheng Nanzhou pressed the door twice, but did not respond, but De Mu let out a bark in the yard. Sheng Nanzhou stood in the wall and jumped twice, shouting: "Kui Ye, go get your father up!"

Demu barked at them twice, opened the glass door with his feet and ran upstairs all the way upstairs.

Zhou Jingze appeared in front of them with a sleepy look, gray home clothes, drooping eyelids, and a tired look, but his expression was not very good-looking, and he looked like someone daring to call the Lord.

Zhou Jingze slowly raised his eyes and glanced at them.

"you-"

Before Sheng Nanzhou could finish speaking, he banged the door shut in front of him, almost caught his nose, and drowned in the wind.

Five minutes later, Zhou Jingze changed his clothes and opened the door for them again. He washed his face casually, and drops of water dripped down his cold jaw.

"Come in." His voice was hoarse and rustling from just waking up.

Xu Sui followed them, and she found that his yard was very large, and there was a greenhouse on the second floor, but it looked like it had been vacant for a long time from the outside.

Zhou Jingze pulled the cotton slippers and led them in. Xu Sui's first impression of his home is empty, big, monochrome furniture and black sofa.

The gray automatic curtain was pulled tightly. Zhou Jingze looked for the remote control in the living room for a long time, raised his hand and pressed it against the curtain. The light came in, and the wind and air poured in.

"Sit anywhere." Zhou Jingze lifted his chin at them.

Da Liu lay down on the sofa and touched left and right at Zhou Jing's house, his tone was excited: "Master Zhou, it's so cool for you to live in this big house alone, no one cares, you can still have a party."

Zhou Jingze smiled and did not answer.

Zhou Jingze opened the refrigerator and took out a can of frozen Coke from it on a cold day, pulled the tab open with a "sizzle", and was thrown into the trash can. He held a coke can and took a sip: "What do you want to drink and take it in the refrigerator."

"Damn it, both." Liu leaned over and stared. The refrigerator was full of drinks, not even an egg or noodles.

"Nothing else, just a lot of drinks." Zhou Jingze smiled awkwardly.

After not seeing him for a week, Zhou Jingze seemed to have recovered his undisciplined state again, and was comfortable with everything. The hotel incident seems to have passed.

A group of people rested for a while and followed him up to the third floor. Zhou Jingze pushed the door in, with a cold voice: "I asked my aunt to clean the piano room."

The piano room is very large. On the right side is a German 1963 vinyl record player. There are all kinds of records on the bookshelf. Zhou Jingze’s unique cello stands there. You can sit on the soft sofa when you’re tired. There are game consoles and game consoles. projector.

Liu jumped on the sofa and turned upside down: "I don't want to practice anymore, I want to lie down and have a good time."

"Go to sleep." Sheng Nanzhou grabbed the blanket and put it on him, then pressed it hard to prevent him from moving.

The two immediately scrambled together, Da Liu pressed his head and rushed under the sofa with a vague voice: "Damn it, I'm a hairy mouth! It's almost a kiwi."

They said they wanted to win the championship, but they didn't even decide on an official song. A group of people have different opinions. It is difficult to find a song that is not so lyrical, not too noisy, and also suitable for change.

"How is Daolang? It's more powerful," Sheng Nanzhou said.

Zhou Jingze was wiping his cello and looked up at him after hearing the words: "Just say it if you want to pick it up."

"How is Wang Ruolin?" Da Liu suggested to his goddess.

Hu Qianxi shook her head: "Too gentle."

A group of people mentioned several, including niche foreign ballads, the famous band Guns and Roses, thebeatles, etc., which were all rejected.

"How about Mayday's "Stubborn"? Although it has a high degree of vocalization, we are adapted and can play something different," Xu Sui said seriously, "and are we not a youth singing competition? They are the songs that young people like. , Passion, dream, youth."

"I kind of like to listen." Xu Sui likes to blurt out.

Zhou Jingze was lying on the sofa, his elbow propped his chin, he was obviously taken aback when he heard the name.

After saying this, Xu Sui regretted it in an instant, and secretly screamed badly. In the next second, Sheng Nanzhou asked excitedly as if he had discovered the new world:

"Xu Sui, Mayday, eh, or "Stubborn"! How do you know that Young Master Zhou likes them, especially this song, is it because you like him and did your homework in advance?"

Xu Sui made a presentation logically and smoothly in front of more than 200 people, and she was not nervous at all. She could also prove that the singer is not a minority at all. If there are more people who like this combination, it is a question of probability.

But right now, because a certain line of sight was stuck on his body, Xu Sui's mind was stuck, and he couldn't say a word.

"Because...I..." Xu Sui became nervous, unable to spell out a complete sentence.

Everyone looked at her with bated breath, and suddenly, a deep voice interrupted them:

"Because I told her."

Everyone changed their directions, including Xu Sui. She didn't understand why Zhou Jingze helped her out.

Zhou Jingze's expression was too impeccable, and he didn't feel the pressure in everyone's eyes at all. Sheng Nanzhou gave up first and said, "It's so boring."

Xu Sui breathed a sigh of relief, and the topic finally passed.

In the end, everyone voted unanimously and set the song. Hu Qianxi snapped his fingers and instructed Sheng Nanzhou: "Wow, you go find their record and play it on the record player. Let's listen to it and find out the feeling."

Sheng Nanzhou didn't like this name, and the **** was on his lips, but remembering that the two had just reconciled again, he finally chose to bear the humiliation. Sheng Nanzhou elbows on the sofa, jumped sideways, walked to the record rack by the green curtain and started looking.

Zhou Jingze sorted the music according to his preferences. Sheng Nanzhou quickly found the record and pulled it out. When he held it in his hand and was about to walk back, he bowed his head and inadvertently found a box of things next to the record rack.

Sheng Nanzhou has always been curious, he pointed to the box: "Brother, what is this? Why is it sealed with a seal, can you see it?"

Zhou Jingze was lowering his head to tune the cello and glanced sideways: "I don't know, it's probably something that auntie put away when cleaning, let's see."

Sheng Nanzhou received an amnesty, found a paper cutter, cut the box open, and looked inside: "Oh, it's my Lord Zhou."

"What? I want to watch too." Da Liu walked over.

Sheng Nanzhou's words aroused everyone's curiosity, and everyone walked over, except for the person involved. This whole box was all gifts that Sheng Nanzhou had received before.

There are unopened perfumes, limited edition figures, footballs, love letters, watches and other gifts. For some gifts, he even forgot to open the packaging. Liu looked dazzled, and his tone was envious: "If I had a girl who had a thumb of Master Zhou, I wouldn't be single until now."

Hu Qianqian corrected: "It's not a female fate, it's a face problem."

When Liu heard this, he looked even more unlovable. Sheng Nanzhou pulled in the box and saw a beautifully packaged box. He opened it in his hand. Something caught in it fell out first, and he presented a record. .

Records are not uncommon. Whoever likes a person will not give it to him. It is a small black box that fell on the ground. Sheng Nanzhou opened it and saw that it was a very ordinary finger cot and a tube of ointment, which had been dusted.

"I took it. This is the most heart-warming gift I have ever seen. Zhou Jingze, take a look." Sheng Nanzhou said.

Zhou Jingze turned his head and froze when he saw the finger cots and the ointment, and then said in a serious tone: "Have you finished watching? Come and rehearse."

They didn't care about Zhou Jingze's comparison, so they stuffed the things back and put them in their original form. Sheng Nanzhou stood up and played Mayday's song on the record player.

When the music sounded, Sheng Nanzhou walked over and hugged Zhou Jingze's shoulders, his tone of gossip: "You really can't remember who gave the gift?"

Zhou Jingze wore a black sweater. He leaned forward and took a drink of Coke, with a scornful smile on his face, and his eyes were a little careless and cold:

"There are so many people giving me gifts, do I have to think about them one by one?"

"Yes," Sheng Nanzhou patted him on the shoulder and commented, "Scumbag man."

The sound quality of the music played by the record player was better, and it was obviously in a melodious and upward tone. Xu Sui didn't say a word throughout the whole process, and he was too silent.

After this rehearsal, Xu Sui was not in a lot of state, and even when she was about to have dinner after the end, she left early under the pretext of stomach pain.

When Xu Sui took the bus back, he was sitting in the back row, leaning his head on the glass window, staring at the backward scenery outside, thinking of the high school that year.

After half a semester of high school, Xu Suigang moved from a small town to the sky. On the first day of the new semester, every class in the school is cleaned up. Xu Sui carried his schoolbag and followed the class teacher in a simple skirt, walked through the long corridor, and walked towards the new class.

The boys and girls in the class are cleaning up, and some girls are carefully cleaning their desks. Everyone hasn't seen each other for a semester. Some chatting and squatting are very noisy.

As soon as the head teacher entered the door, he knocked on the table with a paddle ruler and said: "Be quiet, this semester will transfer a new classmate, start studying with us from today, everyone is welcome."

"Xu Sui, you introduce yourself." The head teacher put down the ruler.

Xu Sui, a high school student, had an impetuous body after drinking Chinese medicine all the year round. He experienced a chickenpox just before transferring to school. There were still one or two pimples on his forehead and cheeks.

In short, it's bleak and dull.

She stood on stage and spoke quickly, hoping to end this review soon: "Hello everyone, I am Xu Sui, I am very happy to join Class 3."

There was sparse applause from the audience, and the head teacher pointed to the front: "Xu Sui, you are sitting in the third row, and then go to the Academic Affairs Office to pick up the book."

After the head teacher left, the classroom returned to a lively scene, and no one cared about Xu Sui's arrival. What can attract the attention of adolescent boys is either how short the skirts the English teacher wears, or how beautiful the newly transferred students are.

It's even worse for girls. They gather together to discuss their newly bought nail polish, or study late at night who went to the skating rink.

An original whole may not be excluded, but it is difficult to integrate into an outsider for a while.

No one cares about Xu Sui's arrival.

Xu Sui walked to her seat, took out a tissue and wiped the table, but she didn't have a stool. Xu Sui didn't know whether the stool originally belonged to her was taken by a classmate and stepped on the glass cleaning, or it was really missing a stool.

Xu Sui looked around, no one was paying attention to her, and she was not at the same table.

She walked back and asked a boy casually: "Hello, where can I get a new stool?"

The boy leaned on the table and played a game with a group of people holding his mobile phone. Xu Sui asked three times. He never looked up and ignored it.

Embarrassment and embarrassment spread, and sometimes, indifference is often more terrifying than ridicule.

Xu Suigang wanted to turn around and walk. A man with glasses holding a mop and mopping the floor rushed over, shouting "borrow and borrow", Xu Sui couldn't avoid it, and his calf was splashed with mud.

Xu Sui stepped on a person's sneakers accidentally on her hind legs. She turned her head in a panic, and a pair of white Nike sneakers appeared in front of her, leaving footprints on them.

"I'm sorry." Xu Sui apologized in a low voice.

"No stool?" I thought of a harsh, grainy voice above my head, which was very nice.

Xu Sui suddenly raised his head. At four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun shone from the other side of the school building, hitting the boys' three-dimensional and deep facial features, single eyelids, thin lips, and sharp lower jaw lines.

His school uniform was loosely dressed, his shirt was open, his five fingers were holding the ball, and his curved fingers quickly turned around. In front of Xu Sui, he raised his hand for a while. The football was in the middle of the last row of the basket, very lightly. Smiled.

He was full of frivolous and wanton aura.

Xu Sui nodded, and he put down two words: "Wait."

Ten minutes later, the boy ran to another teaching building, climbed up the fifth floor and gave her a new stool. A layer of sweat was dripping on his forehead, and he was breathing heavily.

"Thank you." Xu Sui said softly.

The boy didn't seem to take it to heart. Someone outside the corridor yelled: "Zhou Jingze, didn't you say to play another football? How long have I been waiting for you?"

"Here," Zhou Jingze replied.

Zhou Jingze ran past her and wiped the raised corner of his clothes against the back of Xu Sui's hand. At that moment, Xu Sui smelled the clear mint smell on his body and heard his own heartbeat.

Later, after Xu Sui joined the class, he gradually pieced together what he saw and heard Zhou Jingze. He is very tall and has good academic performance. He is the best cellist. He has an arrogant tattoo on the back of his hand. He likes to eat mints and has a German shepherd.

She is very popular in school, she never lacks the love of girls, and she often changes girlfriends. Sometimes unrestrained and indifferent, but more stable than his peers.

Xu Sui often thinks that he is a veritable pride of heaven.

Xu Sui didn't know when he liked him. When the flag was raised, he would often use his peripheral vision to look at the boy obliquely behind him until his eyes became sore. Occasionally I saw him wearing a simple gray sweater, and I would secretly sigh in my heart how anyone would wear a sweater so nice.

Looking forward to the bi-weekly team changing positions, it seems to be a little closer to him.

Xu Sui always liked him in silence. No one knew it. Until the next summer, she occasionally heard the girls in her class talk about Zhou Jingze’s birthday. On the summer solstice, June 21, was the hottest summer, the hottest time of the year.

When he went out to collect water after class, Xu Sui walked through the corridor, and the boys leaned back against the railings to chat and play games.

She hurried past, stopped at the drinking fountain at the end of the corridor, unscrewed the lid to catch the water. She stared at the green shadows swaying outside the window in a daze.

Suddenly, a black shadow was cast on the mirror of the drinking fountain, and the familiar mint smell came from Zhou Jingze.

Xu Sui suddenly became nervous. Zhou Jingze held a transparent cup to receive the water. He arched his waist slightly. The window cut the incoming sunlight into fine spots and fell on his shoulders.

He was holding the cup with the joints protruding, a little white, slender fingers bent against the wall of the cup, cold water came out, and the ice mist filled the cup.

Xu Sui caught a glimpse of his nice fingers with blisters large and small, some of which had broken, and red marks were left on them.

He was receiving water, and the tendons that stretched his knuckles shivered slightly, so that the water on the surface of the cup was shaking gently.

His fingers must be sore.

After the person left, cold water overflowed into the glass. Xu Sui stared at the small whirlpool above. The people in the class who remembered Zhou Jingze often practiced piano until the last one left.

He was born in Rome and has absolute talent, but he still works hard.

After seeing his injured hand, Xu Sui was moved for the first time and wanted to do something for him. When the sun was blazing, Xu Sui walked around the streets and alleys, wandered all over the shopping malls, frayed his heels and bought records of his favorite singers, while her finger cots and ointments were hidden in the box.

On the day of the summer solstice, the sun seemed to be a little bit brighter than usual, and the cicadas rang with rhyme. When a window was opened, the wind blew in and blew the white papers on the table.

The second class in the afternoon was physical education, and Xu Sui asked for leave under the pretext of a stomachache. She planned to quietly put the gift in Zhou Jingze's drawer while everyone was away.

Xu Sui walked to the back row, took the gift, looked around, and was about to put the gift into his drawer. With a "bang", someone kicked the door open, and Zhang Liqiang said, "It's **** hot."

Then his gaze froze, and then his expression changed, his tone mocking: "Oh, little fat girl, you also like Young Master Zhou."

"It's a pity, he likes to be beautiful and in good shape, who would like you hahahaha."

A group of boys laughed one after another. The feeling of humiliation is not good, let alone being talked about by these boys who are in adolescence, who are happier to bully and don't understand what respect is.

Xu Sui lowered his eyes, the hand holding the gift trembled slightly, and his back felt cold.

A group of boys laughed brazenly. Zhang Liqiang was standing upright. Suddenly, he was hit in the back by a powerful football. He staggered forward in an instant, and the back was hot and painful.

Zhang Liqiang lowered his face, picked up the stool next to him and turned around to smash it, but when he saw the person coming, he slowly put the stool down.

Zhou Jingze stood in front of him, his eyes as dark as rocks pinned Zhang Liqiang in place, and smiled slowly:

"That's boring."

Zhang Liqiang realized two meanings from Zhou Jingze's words. One is that he should not do such a detrimental thing, and the other is that it is not his turn to intervene in his affairs, so he should not be conceited.

Zhang Liqiang confessed, and the same group of people left the classroom.

The crowd dispersed, only Zhou Jingze and Xu Sui were left in the classroom. He bent down and threw the ball into the basket, walking towards his seat step by step.

The green fan blades slowly turned on the top of his head. Xu Sui still felt hot in his heart and sweated a little on his palms. He came to her, the shadow was cast down by the window, the hand against the trouser pocket stretched out and took the initiative to pick it up. Gift in her hand.

Zhou Jingze's gaze stayed on her, and he said:

"thanks."

"You're welcome." Xu Sui suspected that his brain pulled out this sentence.

After saying this, Xu followed Luohuang and fled. In fact, Zhou Jingze has been piled up with gifts of all sizes on the table since the morning, and there is actually no need for him to pick up her gifts.

But he took it, and Xu Sui was happy for a long time.

With a "dingdong", Xu Sui's thoughts were pulled back by the announcement of the bus stop. She got out of the bus and returned to the school. She was the only one in the dormitory.

1017 greeted him, Xu Sui touched it, and then lay weakly on the table. She thought she was a little different, or her heart was discovered.

But she now knows that Zhou Jingze did that because his education and bones showed respect for others, and that was all.

He helped her out in the afternoon, probably because he was afraid of her embarrassment.

He accepted the gift, but never opened it, and threw it in a box casually. The finger cots were dusted, and the ointment had already expired. It was gentle and most unsympathetic.

Xu Sui remembered Zhou Jingze's casual, indifferent but indifferent words in the afternoon:

"There are so many people giving me gifts, do I have to think about them one by one?"

At first I thought I was seen, but it was just a gentle whitewashing.

Xu Sui's chin rested on the table, the whole figure was cut off, 1017 seemed to be aware of her emotions, rubbed her feet like a ball of wool to warm her feet, and slammed in. She wrote a sentence in her diary:

I kind of want to give up now.

In fact, Zhou Jingze didn't do anything wrong. The gift Xu Sui gave was just the most common among thousands of gifts. But Xu Sui was a little hurt, because he liked the self-esteem of a person.

Xu Suiyi was in a calm mood for several days, but she remained calm on the surface, and went to get out of class as usual. Ouer was dragged by Hu Qianxi to a nearby shopping mall. After buying good-looking clothes, she would cos with her favorite movie character in the bedroom and look in the mirror. Stinky.

Seeing Hu Xixi cos Chaplin, a beard was crooked to his lips, Xu Sui laughed loudly, smiled and felt empty in his heart, and a bit of disappointment passed by.

Sheng Nanzhou is the person who loves making appointments the most. They are close to the school. They make appointments at least one to two or three times a week, and Xu Sui happens to have justified reasons to refuse each time.

Excuses such as "I have an experiment and can't go away" or "I just finished eating and can't eat a second meal" are irrefutable excuses.

On Thursday, when a group of people were eating at a food stall in the backstreet of the school, Sheng Nanzhou frowned when he saw the news: "Xu Sui can't come, saying that her cat is a little sick and he needs to be given an injection."

Sheng Nanzhou turned off the phone screen, pushed Hu Qianqian, who was immersed in eating small yellow croaker, and asked, "How do I feel that Xu Sui is a little abnormal lately?"

Hu Qianxi gave me a funny expression on your face, Sheng Nanzhou immediately went to the supporters, and cast his eyes to Zhou Jingze who was aside. Zhou Jingze sat there with his shoulders slightly lowered, his fingers pinched the spoon, and he took a sip of the soup and delivered it to his mouth, calmly answering:

"The soup is delicious."

Hu Qianxi patted Sheng Nanzhou on the shoulder: "You have thought about it, she has been under pressure to study recently."

Xu Sui recently went to the school rooftop to breathe when he was so bored after going to the library. She stood on the rooftop and looked at the scenery for a while, habitually looking at the playground of Beihang in the northeast corner.

In the freezing weather, they are still chanting sonorous slogans on the training ground day after day, insisting on physical training. Xu Sui was wearing a white woolen coat with horn buttons, and a cold wind passed through the mirror, she involuntarily flinched, and sighed into the palm of her hand.

Xu Sui is very afraid of the cold and likes to blow the cold wind in winter, which is a strange hobby.

She stood at the railing, rubbed her palms for a while, the phone rang, and Xu Sui clicked to answer. On the other side of the phone, her mother asked her about her study and life as usual.

Xu Sui answered one by one, and her mother said softly over there: "One by one, I will send you a box of red-heart pomelo. It is very sweet. You can share it with your roommates."

One is Xu Sui's nickname. As for the red-heart pomelo, they are their seasonal fruits in the south. Every winter, Xu's mother will send a box of them.

"Okay, thank you mom." Xu Sui obediently replied.

After Xu's mother exhorted a few words as usual, she said: "Grandma is by the side, please tell her a few words."

After the change of grandma's answer, Xu Sui keenly heard several suppressed coughs and frowned: "Why are you coughing again, grandma, are you wearing enough clothes?"

"I've worn enough, because I didn't get used to the sudden cooling in the first two days." Grandma explained with a smile.

As a result, Xu's mother pierced grandma on the side and whispered: "It's not your grandma who stayed up all night as a young man..."

The grandma was nagging and sharing what happened in Li Yingzhen, Xu Suizong listened to her patiently with a smile on her face, and finally told her to pay more attention to her body.

When I was on the phone, my grandma's voice was hoarse but kindly: "One by one, are you still afraid of the cold in the north? I'm still used to it."

Xu Sui was startled, and poked his finger at the Frost Flower on the concrete railing. He thought of the cynical face inexplicably, and answered the question:

"Actually it's still a bit cold."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Sui habitually entered Zhou Jingze's circle of friends. It was still blank. She clicked her thumb to exit, and she simply swiped the circle of friends. I quickly swiped the dynamics of Sheng Nanzhou's hair. The text reads—Thanks to my Lord Zhou, there is a picture attached to it.

It is a photo at a shooting range. Zhou Jingze is wearing a military green training uniform, holding a gun in one hand, wearing goggles, and his profile is smooth and tough.

Xu Sui couldn't move her eyes. She stood on the roof and gave Sheng Nanzhou's circle of friends a thumbs up. When the cold wind blew, she shrank to the collar, afraid of being seen by him, or afraid that others would know something, she pressed her thumb on it, and canceled the like again.

After doing this series of actions, Xu Sui felt a little funny and contradictory. Obviously forcing myself not to see him, but paying attention to everything about him.

Can't escape.

The courier from Xu's mother was sent by express, and it came within two days. Xu Sui cut open the box with a paper knife, and gave them all to roommates. There were two left, she wanted to give everyone a taste when rehearsing.

As a result, Xu Sui found a bag of things at the bottom. She opened it and saw it was a pair of cotton gloves with a few coins stuffed in it.

Two pieces of one hundred, and several crumpled pieces of ten yuan, five yuan, and coins.

The total is three hundred yuan.

Xu Sui looked at Gloves and Qian and wanted to laugh and cry, and suddenly understood why her grandma had a cold.

During the weekend, because Liu had something wrong, they adjusted the rehearsal time to the morning. Xu Sui and Hu Qianxi came to Zhou Jingze's house, which was the door Zhou Jingze opened.

I haven't seen each other for a week. Xu Sui was a little nervous. When the door opened, she subconsciously avoided communicating with him. She heard a hoarse voice and sneered:

"Are you two tortoises?"

"Humph." Hu Qianxi made a grimace at him.

They were already waiting in the piano room. Zhou Jingze was too sleepy, so he poured a cup of American style with one hand and served it upstairs.

They needed eye contact during rehearsal, usually changing the instrument as the rhythm changed. When it was Zhou Jingze's turn to raise her eyes to Xu Sui, she just touched her eyes very quickly, and then lowered her head to play the drums.

Zhou Jingze noticed it and said nothing.

During the intermission, Sheng Nanzhou praised himself: "Our group of people are simply made in heaven."

"You don't have to be so exposed if you don't have any culture. Naturally, it refers to lovers." Hu Qianxi put down the bass and sat on the sofa to correct.

Zhou Jingze pressed his tongue to his left cheek and smiled: "It's my godson who has no way."

Liu saw the grapefruit that Xu Sui had brought on the table and said, "Is this grapefruit sweet?"

"Sweet," Xu Sui said. She looked around and asked, "Is there a knife? I'll give you a taste."

"There should be in the kitchen." Hu Xixi said.

Xu Sui nodded, holding a grapefruit and went downstairs. Hu Qianqian saw Xu Sui go down, while Zhou Jingze was still lying on the sofa to play and frown, frowning: "Uncle, you are a master, why don't you go and help?"

Zhou Jingze had to throw away the phone, put his hands in his pockets and went downstairs.

Sure enough, Xu stood in the kitchen, black eyes turning around looking for the knife. A cold voice sounded:

"Over the head."

Without waiting for a reaction, Zhou Jingze walked over, easily opened the disinfection cabinet, took out a fruit knife, passed the grapefruit in her hand, and began to cut along the top of the yellow cortex.

Zhou Jingze peeled off the skin of the grapefruit in a few strokes, and the bitter fragrance permeated the small space. Zhou Jingze grew tall, he lowered his head, revealing a cold white neck.

He took a piece of red pomelo from it, peeled off his coat, smeared a bit of pomelo silk on his fingertips, and handed it to Xu Sui. The latter took it and took a bite.

Zhou Jingze took the knife and continued to slash the fruit, put it on the plate, and asked nonchalantly: "What's the matter with you recently?"

"No." Xu Sui denied.

Zhou Jingze did not speak, nodded, and continued to divide the grapefruit into the plates. Xu Sui stood aside, eating the red grapefruit quietly, with a little red juice on his lips.

The grapefruit is really sweet, Xu Sui bulging cheeks, eating seriously, like a little goldfish. Suddenly, a tall and thin shadow enveloped her, entangled with her shadow on the ground.

Zhou Jingze stood in front of her with his elbows in the cabinet behind her, planning to put the fruit knife in the disinfection cabinet. Xu Sui jumped up uncontrollably because he was caught off guard, and looked up at him with a dull expression.

The winter sun shone in and shone on her almost transparent skin, and the fine hairs on it were clearly visible. Zhou Jingze caught a glimpse of a little red grapefruit juice on her moist lips, his eyes darkened, and words that he didn't want to say came out:

"Then you are hiding from me?"