An uncertain conjecture gradually formed in his heart, Xu Sui held the phone without even wearing his jacket, and hurried downstairs. The stairs of the small hotel are made of wood, making a creaking sound when stepping on it.

The call between the two of them did not hang up. Zhou Jingze's wind was rustling. He took the cigarette from his mouth and chuckled slightly, his voice a little low:

"What are you running, I am here."

Pushing open the door, Xu Sui panted, and at a glance he saw the man standing not far away. He was wearing a black jacket, his shoulders were stained dark by the rain, and he was standing under a red billboard, his profile was sturdy, he bit a cigarette lazily, and looked at her with a smile.

I often miss you, but when I see you, my heart is moved every moment I look at each other.

At this moment, someone who is clearly still in another city suddenly appears in front of you, saying that it is not a surprise that it is fake.

Xu Sui ran all the way to the man, grabbed his sleeve, and asked, "When did you come?"

Zhou Jingze put out the cigarette, raised his hand and pinched her face, his throat sounded, jokingly: "When a little girl is unhappy."

He read Han Meifa's complaint about the dynamics of the plane's friend circle, only to know that they were still stranded at the airport. Zhou Jingze sent a message to Xu Sui to confirm that she responded very briefly.

Zhou Jingze guessed that his girl was unhappy.

So here comes.

After Han Mei sent him the address, Zhou Jingze bought a high-speed rail ticket for the latest trip to Ningcheng.

After Zhou Jingze saw someone, he led Xu Sui and led her to reopen a hotel. After Xu Sui was on a business trip in Shanghai for three days, Zhou Jingze put everything down and stayed with her for three days.

After returning to Beijing North City, Xu Sui was finally able to take a break, took a day off, and slept at home until the day. She still didn't let Zhou Jingze stay overnight, because Xu Sui didn't think about it during the three days in Shanghai.

Before the floor-to-ceiling windows, in front of the mirror, on the desk, everything he thought of came again. Xu Sui was tossed to death. After she decided to go back, she would never let this person into the house.

At 10:30 in the morning, Xu Sui woke up in bed and took a brief wash. She planned to order a takeaway, and then sorted out the seminar report at home and collected some case data.

When Xu Suizheng was about to pick up the mobile phone on the side, Zhou Jingze sent a message, the words were short, and he was too lazy to say a word of nonsense:

[Door, your breeder is here. 】

Xu Sui put down his phone, before he had time to wear slippers, walked over to open the door barefoot. Zhou Jingze appeared at the door with a breakfast on his **** and a hot coffee in his left hand.

"I almost wanted to order takeaway." Xu Sui took it, and a pear vortex appeared on his cheek.

Zhou Jingze lowered his eyes and scanned her barefoot. After changing the shoes, he hugged the person horizontally, strode to the sofa, and put the person down.

"Next time you don't wear shoes, I will break your legs." Zhou Jingze squatted halfway in front of her to put shoes on her, his palms held her feet, and looked at her with raised eyes.

"Don't even think about it." Xu Sui glared at him, but his cheeks were hot.

After Xu Sui finished breakfast, he went to work in the study. Zhou Jingze threw the things on the table into the trash can and took a can of carbonated drinks from the refrigerator when he was about to pull the tab.

"Zhou Jingze, come in and help me get the book." Xu Sui's voice faintly came out of the study.

Holding a can of Coke in his right hand, Zhou Jingze slowly walked to the entrance of the study, raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of Xu Suizheng struggling to tiptoe up to reach for the books on the top shelf of the bookshelf.

As the arm was raised, the beige tight-fitting sweater on the body moved up, revealing a slim waist, white to glow, and then up, the ribs became prominent, and a large area of ​​tattoos were exposed.

Heliotrope&ZJZ

No matter how many times I read this string of English, Zhou Jingze's heart will still tremble.

"You can't come." Xu Sui turned to look at him, and raised two thin eyebrows.

Zhou Jingze walked over, and people leaned over, wrapped her waist with one hand, and the base of the palm was against her ribs. There was a cold, rough thumb rubbing the tattoo, one piece and one piece slowly, warm breath brushed her neck, white. Sexual obscenity.

Xu Sui bowed unconsciously, his heart contracted, and he was about to hide. When Zhou Jingze saw this, he took the person down, his dark eyebrows pressed frivolously, and his voice was low:

"Whenever you call your husband, this book has already been taken down."

Zhou Jingze raised his hand and easily reached the medical book Xu Sui said, but when he turned around, he didn't pay attention and bumped his elbow into the next book.

With a "pop", a thick book of poems fell to the ground not far away. At one o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun was just right, a large piece of wind came in, and the pages of the book were rustling.

A Chinese test paper fell out, with an inch photo, danglingly on the ground.

This time Xu Suiyuan did not have the luck of being in the infirmary at university, and the blue-bottomed photo was facing up, exposing her youthful thoughts once again.

Xu Sui's eyes tightened and he was about to step forward.

The man’s legs are longer and he takes a step forward to pick up the test paper and the photo. The winter sun shines in through the blinds and falls on the photo.

The boy in the photo has very short hair, single eyelids, high eyebrows, a straight nose and thin lips. When looking at the camera, his long eyes are a bit impatient.

The temperament is cold and unruly.

The person above is Zhou Jingze.

Zhou Jingze squinted at the photo, but couldn't remember when he took it, and asked:

"Where did it come from?"

"High school, one hundred list." Xu Sui replied softly.

Xu Sui looked at the high-spirited teenager in the photo, and couldn't imagine that she had kept this photo for ten years.

When he was in high school in Tianzhong, after Xu Zunzong secretly liked him, he began to chase that figure. In the first half of the second semester of high school, there was a slight shift in class seats.

Zhou Jingze moved the table and moved the seat directly to her group. Xu Sui's heart beat quickly when he heard the sound of the table moving behind and glimpsed the black schoolbag hanging on the corner of the table.

Finally, she didn't have to look forward to changing teams every other week, thinking that she could get closer to him.

Xu Sui is the team leader and is responsible for collecting homework. The task for the morning reading every day is to count who has not handed in his homework, and then urge them to hand it in.

On several occasions, Xu counted the number of homework books, hoping that Zhou Jingze would be on the list that she didn't hand in, so that she would have an excuse to expedite the homework and get closer to him.

Even if it's just the last sentence.

But good students such as Zhou Jingze rarely missed homework. There is such a kind of person who, even if he skipped his late self-study to play games the night before, or went out to play ball, his homework could still be handed in on time, and he stayed at the top of the grade.

The only time, the eldest master was also lazy.

The boys in the back row of the class were wailing in the morning. From their noisy conversations, Xu Sui learned that a group of them went to the bar to stay up late to watch the World Cup match last night and also bet on football.

The loser cried bitterly and said that he would go to the artificial lake in the school.

"Master Zhou, Lao Zhang said he was going to jump into the lake. As a person who won his underwear and didn't have to wear his underwear, do you want to comfort me?"

Zhou Jingze leaned on the back of the stool, looking lazy, with a pen in his hand that was turned one after another, in a lazy tone:

"Jump, Lord is responsible for fishing you."

Lao Zhang cried louder and complained: "You evil capitalist."

Zhou Jingze raised his eyebrow arrogantly in response, and finally lay on the table lazily to make up for a sleep.

Xu Sui was walking through the noisy aisle with a stack of homework. When she walked towards the last row, her heart beat like a drum. She hugged the homework tightly, her elbows pressed and the writing was a little deformed, and her voice trembled:

"You didn't hand in your biology homework."

The voice was very small, but he still heard it, his eyelids moved, and he lifted his head from the crook of his arms with great effort, the voice was a little rusty:

"Tsk, forgot to do it."

"Let me copy yours."

Xu Sui was stunned for a second before realizing that he was borrowing homework from her, his eyelashes raised:

"Ah good."

Xu Sui hurriedly dug out his own book from the 12 exercise books, and one of them fell to the ground in a panic. He got up, and a hand with clear bones stretched out, and the figure fell on her side.

Take the workbook away, a faint smell of smoke hits, and the shadow moves away.

Xu Sui didn't dare to look at him. His eyes fell on the slender neck of the boy who lowered his head to write. He found that the spinous process on his back was obvious, and his shoulders were thin and broad.

Zhou Jingze copied it very quickly. Finally, when he pinched the corner of her workbook with his fingers to return it, he looked at her with a faint smile, and the depressed voice rolled from his throat:

"Unexpectedly, you, a girl, are quite scribbled, and it takes me so hard to copy."

With a "bang", the temperature on Xu Sui's face rose sharply. She hurriedly withdrew her workbook and hurriedly handed over the homework to the class representative amidst a long series of hurried bells.

She really loves to write even pen, even the teacher said that such handwriting would be detrimental, and Xu Sui never took it seriously. When she returned to her seat, she thought secretly, this time she must practice her calligraphy, and strive to gain his approval.

Even if it's just a lighthearted sentence, "The words seem to have changed."

This can be considered agreeable.

But when Xu Sui practiced the calligraphy well later, even when the teacher began to praise her, Zhou Jingze never missed homework again.

Until one time, the Chinese teacher asked everyone to exchange the test papers in class. I wonder if God pityed her, and her test papers were assigned to Zhou Jingze.

After class, the desk test paper was passed back to Xu Sui. After seeing the writing on it, she seemed to be in a dream and couldn't believe it. Zhou Jingze left a sentence on it, in a cold handwriting:

The words look good.

There is also a signature of the person who approves the score: Zhou. There is a red dotted sign beside it. Xu Sui felt like that little dot, humble but longing for the sun.

Like a candy that God rewarded her.

Xu Sui treasured this candy carefully.

She folded the test paper and put it in the diary.

People are like this, they are unconsciously greedy and want more once they taste the sweetness.

Tianzhong’s examination and examination room system is divided according to rankings, and the 100 ranking list is updated on the school’s bulletin board for the first time.

Not long after Xu Sui’s transfer, the courses were not able to keep up, and her grades were always unstable. However, in order to get away from Zhou Jingze, she immersed herself in her studies. Evening self-study is always the last one to leave. She climbed before dawn. Woke up to endorse.

She has never been such a talented person. Xu Sui knew that only through hard work could she go further.

Routine running exercises every day in the afternoon, and the sun draped on them in the evening, making people's skin dry and sweating on their foreheads. Xu Sui struggling to recite words while running, and when he recoiled one-sidedlove, he paused and then laughed at himself.

I don't know if it's useful to reward one's diligence.

It turns out that there are times when God rewards work. During the final exam, Xu Sui made more than 80 progress, and suddenly jumped to the second place in the whole year. When the school released the list, Xu Sui was a little confused when her classmates told her the news.

The boys in the back row of the class went to harass Zhou Jingze who was still asleep, shook his shoulder and said, "Dude, this time you are number one again."

"Otherwise?" Zhou Jingze still didn't look up, his voice a little dumb.

"Awesome," said his partner, giving him a thumbs up, "but the study behind you was pushed down by others, and this time the second place is changed."

"Oh, who?" The boy's tone was casual and perfunctory.

Xu Sui took a pause with the pen in his hand, and calculated the problem, but the formula in front of him couldn't fit in.

"Xu Sui, that very quiet girl in the class," the companion said.

Xu Sui's heart was tight with her back to them, and she listened with bated breath. She wanted to know Zhou Jingze's evaluation, and wanted to know if he remembered her.

The boy's face was lifted from his arms, he flexed his fingers and rubbed his tired face, as if he smiled, his voice rustling:

"Good."

These two words blew up fireworks in Xu Sui's ears, and she was so excited that she was a little distracted in class all day. After the evening self-study, the people in the class went empty one after another.

When Xu Sui walked out of the class and walked on the campus aisle, the surroundings were empty. Only the senior high school seniors who supported the bicycles walked side by side together to discuss the answers to the test questions.

Xu Sui stood in front of the bulletin board, quietly looking at the first name-Zhou Jingze, next to the second-Xu Sui. For some reason, a twisted sense of intimacy developed in her heart.

The moonlight was very bright. She looked up at the young man in the photo on the bulletin board. Xu Sui looked around for a while. There was no one, and she hurriedly tore off the photo and fled in a hurry.

As a result, the test paper and the photo were kept by her till now.

Zhou Jingze suddenly remembered the sophomore basketball game. The time Xu Sui passed out, he took her to the infirmary. The photo fell out. Zhou Jingze didn't even look at it. Seeing her anxious appearance, he wanted to tease her.

"Is it a very important person?" Zhou Jingze looked at her with a smile.

Xu Sui nodded, her long eyelashes trembling: "Yes, it's very important."

It now appears that the very important person turned out to be him.

There was another very important reason why Xu Sui tore up the photos at that time. It was because Zhou Jingze's name was marked under his photo, and her name was next to her.

Now that Zhou Jingze knows it all, she seems to like him so much that she has nowhere to hide.

For so many years, it seems that he is the only one who can move her heart.

"The grass in the middle of the lake is so long that my heart has nowhere to hide."

Zhou Jingze raised his hand and pinched her nose, and looked at her: "Fool."

After many years, Zhou Jingze was standing in front of Xu Sui holding the photo and test paper. He drew a pen from her hand and seriously added two words between Zhou Jingze and Xu Sui.

He showed Xu Sui the photo, and she looked up, her heart beating uncontrollably. Zhou Jingze lifted her chin, looked at her, and said solemnly every word:

"Understood? You are not unrequited love."

The two names side by side under the faded blue photo are a little fuzzy. Zhou Jingze added the words "Yes" and "的" to them, and read them together:

Zhou Jingze belongs to Xu Sui.

I am yours and always have been.