Song Zhen looked at Zhu Sui like this, with a thousand words hidden in those eyes, gathering, surging...

"elder sister?"

Zhu Sui called out again, finally turning Song Zhen from memory and from his emotions back to reality.

There was a moment of silence in the ear, and the noise came again.

The sight that had been invisible cut off in the sensation also revolved, and more, fell on Song Zhen's body, and the sense of gaze like a thorny back was also pressed up.

Without him, Song Zhen and Zhu Sui's actions are too ambiguous, subtle and beyond the category of superiors and good friends, and a little too intimate.

And this kind of intimacy can be secretly felt by everyone who looks over it.

If I feel it, I’m even more curious, and I’m looking forward to get more information to confirm...

Song Zhen bowed his head for a moment, very unaccustomed to it.

Zhu Sui drank a little bit, and the reaction was slow, but after such a long period of time, even if it was slow, it turned back. Zhu Sui subconsciously threw her hand and didn't want Song Zhen to be embarrassed. As a result, she moved her elbow. Song Zhen held it tightly again.

Zhu Sui was stunned, raised his eyes to look at Song Zhen again, with surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

Song Zhen settled down, but smiled, "What are you going to do? Go out to blow the air?"

"Yes."

"Then I will help you go out and sit down. Didn't it happen that you bumped into it? By such a coincidence, I'll be fine."

Zhu Sui's eyes moved left and right, and he knew clearly that he should refuse, but emotionally he was unwilling...

With such a slow speed of the brain, Song Zhen has already moved a distance away, walked to her side, held her arm, lifted her chin, and signaled to go outside...

With such a calm and peaceful movement, Song Zhen carried a kind of gentleness that was spoken by bamboo years, which was inclusive of all rivers.

Let her...

Can't stop.

I want to drown in this soft feeling...

So at the next moment, Zhu Sui didn’t know if her brain was short, or she was used to doing it at home, or because Song Zhen’s unresisting feedback stimulated her to become a lot bolder...In short, wait until she becomes conscious again. At the time, she had already held Song Zhen's hand.

Song Zhen was stunned.

Zhu Sui was also taken aback by his actions, and looked at Song Zhen with a little dazed.

"Let's go, get out."

After a while, Song Zhen said, instead of annoyed on his face, he also brought a touch of helplessness.

At that moment, Zhu Sui felt that he was indulged.

In the next moment, she also cocked the corners of her mouth, her eyes curled, her eyebrows were flowing, her eyebrows wore a squiggly style, and her eyes flirted with Song Zhen, as if she had brought a small hook, embedded in Song Zhen's heart. The spirits followed her.

When the people were taken out, Song Zhen turned around and returned to the hall to find someone a glass of water and take it out.

As soon as he entered the door, Rong Qingshan was waiting at the door and handed a glass of poured water directly to Song Zhen.

Song Zhenxiaoxiao heaved a sigh of relief. Although she didn't care about her gaze, it wouldn't be too comfortable to be looked at. It can be avoided. Naturally, it is better not to be.

"Is she drunk?" Zhu Sui was helping him with alcohol, and Rong Qingshan, who was already a little awake, was not very embarrassed.

"Not drunk, but I drank a lot."

"Oh oh oh, let her sit outside. If you want to eat something later, Mr. Song, you send me a message, how about I take it out for her?"

Song Zhen agreed.

The water cup returned to Zhu Sui's hand. Song Zhen strangely discovered that the place where Zhu Sui was sitting was where Rong Qingshan had been sitting. The moonlight had fallen and the courtyard was very deserted. I was thinking about things just now. Now it’s a little bit cold when the wind blows for a while.

Song Zhen put his hand in his pocket, Zhu Sui saw it, and didn't speak, only stretched out his hand to her.

Song Zhen was stunned, slowly, tentatively putting his hand in Zhu Sui's hand.

Zhu Sui drank his saliva and didn't think too much. He subconsciously put Song Zhen's hand into his pocket. Today Zhu Sui doesn't wear much, but the physique of Alpha is like a small stove, Song Zhen The hand was pinched in the palm of Zhu Sui, and it soon became warm.

There was silence around, and their two hands overlapped in one place.

Song Zhen suddenly felt that he didn't need to say anything. It was good to just look at the night.

Everything is good.

Zhu Sui drank, so at night Song Zhen drove Zhu Sui home.

The two of them were seen by many people at the entrance of the hall, and they didn't know what would happen at the party tonight. In fact, Song Zhen was a little nervous.

When she got into the Zhu-year-old car, Mr. Zhu looked at them at the door, and her heart banged even more.

"Ms. Song will send Suisui home?"

"Ah, I...I came by her car, I didn't drink at first, but now it seems that I am the only one..."

When Mr. Zhu's eyes saw him, Song Zhen felt a little flustered and stuttered. Logically, he didn't dare to think about it at all. As long as he thinks about it, there are bound to be many loopholes.

Why did she come here in a bamboo-year-old car?

How did she know that Zhu Sui said that she would not drink at night?

At the end of the end, if you get drunk, you can just find a driver, don’t you need her to send it...

Song Zhen had a headache when he said it. Halfway through, he felt that his lie was too hard, and he couldn't keep on stuttering. The scene was silent for a while, and Song Zhen's mind was blank when he was facing the sight of Mr. Zhu.

What I did tonight...should have been passed to the ears of the old man...

So I specifically asked such a sentence, I wanted to...

Before the horrible scene in his mind had time to complete his fantasy, Mr. Zhu opened his mouth, "Well, then I will trouble Mr. Song."

After a pause, he added, "Sui Sui's wine is still okay. You can put her in the co-driver or in the back row... Drive steady, it's late, and be careful on the road."

Song Zhen incredulously raised his head to look at the old man, but the old man seemed to have said something like this. Before Song Zhen could answer anything after he finished speaking, he took the initiative to greet his old friend again.

Song Zhen stood there for dozens of seconds before moving back into the car again.

Zhu Sui half closed her eyes and asked her, "What happened?" Obviously, she had been waiting for a while.

Song Zhenhua was on his lips, but he didn't say it. He shook his head and spit out three words, "Go home."

Zhu Sui liked these three words, laughed and nodded, "Well, go back to our house."

When the car drove, Zhu Sui looked out the window. The glass film of the car was good. Looking outside, you can also see the reflection of Song Zhen driving.

Staring longer, Zhu Sui's expression softened.

This kind of secret prying, coupled with the joy that breeds because of prying, belongs to her alone, and all the joys belong to her alone.

Probably because of drinking, I haven't remembered the past bamboo years for a long time. It is rare to think of the scene of seeing Song Zhen for the first time.

At that time, the first time I saw Song Zhen, she was on the phone with white gauze wrapped around her eyes, which looked a little pitiful.

But Zhu Sui couldn't forget, the voice of Song Zhen talking with his family was so happy, so gentle.

During that time, she had reached a critical value. If she did not release her negative emotions, she would be driven mad by the negative emotions.

The doctor repeatedly asked her to talk about the scene at the time, but Zhu Sui always resisted, even if it was for treatment, she didn't want to.

She refused.

When he heard Song Zhen's voice, Zhu Sui just felt that it was very gentle and comfortable.

When I waited to sit next to her more and listened to her two phone calls, I knew that her father would call and her girlfriend would call. It's hard to tell. The daily oddities made Zhu Sui feel inexplicably calm. Can listen.

The funny thing is that she has seen countless alphas and omegas. At that time, she thought Song Zhen was an omega.

Although, according to the current results, she is right in the end.

But at that moment, if it was not, there was also the first conversation for this reason.

At that time, she was in a bad state and had a bad temper. When she went to a foreign country that no one knew, she seemed to be reluctant to cover up. She lost all of her strength. She still smiled hard at Rong Qingshan in China, and she was in a foreign country. Facing this stranger, even a friendly stranger, there is no good face...

…

Memories are like fragments, and there is no logic.

Zhu Sui raised his long eyelashes and touched the silhouette on the window, but felt very satisfied.

I am satisfied with everything that has happened in the past year.

The panic and emptiness of the people who could not be found at the time were filled.

Even the coveted mind all the time, after Song Zhen's object made a mistake, she gave her the opportunity to have this mind, and she caught it and held it firmly.

…

Song Zhen stopped, Zhu Sui closed his eyes in the co-pilot, woke people up, and walked home, he had to be led by him when he walked. There were too many drinks and he was sleepy. People who have always been calm and sensible, rarely took them in his eyes. Confused and confused.

When I brought people home and coaxed to wash, Zhu Sui's cell phone rang.

Song Zhen glanced at it. It was Team You, so late, and afraid of something, Song Zhen took his cell phone and went to the bathroom door to call Zhusui.

Zhu Sui asked Song Zhen to pick it up.

The two of them had a coincidence of other reasons for their mobile phones. They both lost their fingerprints and said they could read them, so there was no need to avoid them.

Under this major premise, Zhu Sui asked Song Zhen to take it, and Song Zhen took it.

Team You is curious, "Ms. Song?"

"It's me, it's like this, tonight..."

Song Zhen briefly talked about the hundred-day banquet held by Zhuyi's children.

You team slapped himself on the forehead, "Hi, my question, I didn't go to the invitation after I received it, and I'm even more confused when I work overtime."

After thinking for a while, "Let's do it, you let her wake up tomorrow and return to me."

Song Zhen agreed.

When she hung up the phone and the lock screen appeared in front of Song Zhen, she was stunned.

Yes... a picture of her.

I don't know when the bamboo year was changed.

However, if Song Zhen remembers correctly, this is the photo Cheng Lang took for her. When she was freshman, she had just had her eye surgery not long after the eye surgery. It’s better not to see the glare in her eyes. The sports meeting was held by accident. of.

The shot was very good, and Cheng Lang showed off for a while.

Now what...

Appeared in Zhu Sui's phone?

His heart moved slightly. Seeing Zhu Sui who had come out of the bathroom, Song Zhen did not ask directly, but quietly, with a mind that he couldn't understand, he pressed his finger on the unlock button to unlock it. , Song Zhen was speechless again.

The main wallpaper is also her, but... she is now.

She was sitting on the picture in the small park outside her community. She was still wearing a down jacket at that time. The composition was surprisingly similar to the one taken by Cheng Lang back then. It was also under the tree and on the bench.

Song Zhen felt a little strange at the same time, something flashed in his mind.

Frozen, while feeling that it would not be possible, she was extremely uncertain.

Fingers were faster than his brain, and he clicked into the album. It couldn't be said. Song Zhen felt that these two photos would be separate folders.

The photo album is very clean and even simple.

It fits the character of Zhu Sui, she is not a person who likes to take pictures, even if the premise is that she looks good.

Look through the folders one by one.

"Recent Projects"

"Personal collection"

". 》

Only the last one is not built in the system, it is privately established, and the name only has a full stop.

The cover image is the photo from Songzhen University.

Song Zhen trembling between his fingers, clicked in.

Click to open, not two pictures, but three.

One more.

The last one was not even in color, it was in black and white, and it was gray. The small picture was not clear, but Song Zhen's heart beat faster.

Click to open.

Song Zhen was speechless.

thoroughly.

After a lot of whiteness in my mind,

The long eyelashes were lowered, blinked, and then opened. The photo in front of me did not change. It was still on the screen, not a dream.

it is true.

Everything is true, her guess, at this moment, finally has a factual basis.

The photo is very blurry, it can be seen that it has been a few years, and the lighting taken at the time was not very good, but Song Zhenneng, can recognize it, is himself.

Eyes are wrapped in gauze, ears are wearing headphones while talking to family members,

The one who just had surgery abroad, that oneself.

Although the picture quality is not high, the composition and the previous two pictures overlap strangely.

She sat down under the tree and on the wooden bench.

At different times and in different spaces, at this moment, three similar photos overlapped strangely.

In fact, even if they are similar, they are different. The background, the style of the bench, and the variety of the tree are all different.

And the same, only one point.

In the three photos, the protagonist is her.

Only her.