Zhou Jingze held the bookmark in his hand and stared at it for a long time, until the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated. He took it out and saw that it was Xu Sui's call. He clicked to answer, and his voice was a little dumb:

"Hey."

Xu Sui’s voice sounded embarrassing on the other end of the phone: "I accidentally broke the pot when I was cooking noodles at noon. I was going to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities at night, can you—"

"Come and help me carry things?"

"Well, what do you want to eat tonight? I just made it for you." Zhou Jingze stood up and tucked the bookmark into his trouser pocket.

Xu Sui thought for a while: "Crayfish, I haven't eaten it for a long time."

"Well, I will pick you up later." Zhou Jingze replied.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Jingze threw the presents back into the box. When his fingertips touched the Mayday album, he paused, picked it out, and wiped the dust off.

Zhou Jingze put it in the record rack, lined up with the ones he likes.

In the evening, Zhou Jingze and Xu Sui went to the supermarket together to buy some daily necessities.

As Beijing North City is so big, Xu Sui's favorite place is the supermarket.

She always feels that the supermarket is full of life and gives people a sense of happiness.

Zhou Jingze pushed the car, Xu Sui stood by, and the two walked to the food area. Xu Sui picked up the white peach milk on the shelf and glanced at it as it was about to put it on the shelf, and found a new sea salt-flavored milk next to it.

Xu Sui took both of them down and looked at them in his hands, hesitating.

I want to taste the new sea salt flavor, but I can't bear to give up the white peach flavored milk I have been eating.

The man pushed the car with one hand, and when he was walking in the front half, he glanced back when he saw that the little tail behind him did not keep up.

When the corrective symptoms continued to occur, Xu Sui was hesitant to hold two rows of milk.

A tall shadow fell, and a well-vascularized hand took the two rows of milk in her hand and threw it into the trolley.

He also took off the milk with both flavors on the shelf and threw it into the car.

Zhou Jingze's tone was lax: "Tsk, what a big deal, I have been thinking about it for so long."

Xu Sui couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "Will you live a life?"

Zhou Jingze raised her eyebrows, pinched her face, and said in a daunting tone:

"Master can't live, but isn't there you? I'll hand over the salary card to you in the future."

Xu Sui was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look at him, so he simply pushed him forward and muttered:

"Who said to marry you?"

After saying this, the corners of her lips turned up unconsciously, like a fishy cat.

Zhou Jingze walked in the front, looked straight ahead, pressed the tip of his tongue against his left cheek, and smirked:

"I know you are laughing."

Xu Sui's smile was suppressed after being pierced, and his voice prolonged unconsciously, saying, "You are so annoying."

The two finally bought some daily necessities in the supermarket, a pot, a net bag of beer, and the crayfish that Xu Sui wanted to eat.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhou Jingze was making crayfish in the kitchen, and Xu Suize was on the sidelines.

After everything was set, Xu Sui came out with shrimp. She wanted to put the food on the table, but she glanced out inadvertently.

It suddenly snowed at night, and the transparent five-petal-shaped fluff fell through the pale yellow moonlight, occasionally making a "slap" when the pine branches were crushed.

Xu Sui immediately decided to eat in front of the French windows tonight.

Xu Sui moved a small round table against the window, the TV was turned on, and the two sat on the thick carpet together eating crayfish and drinking.

Zhou Jingze is tall, and he looks cramped no matter how he sits in Xu Sui's house with long hands and feet.

"You're pretty crowded here, don't you consider changing to another place?" Zhou Jingze raised his eyebrows, his tone was high.

Didn't Xu Sui not understand his suggestion, and deliberately said jokingly: "Where to move, Amber Lane? It would be nice to be a neighbor with you."

Zhou Jingze snorted and put the peeled shrimp into her bowl without speaking.

After eating the crayfish, Xu Sui was in a good mood and drank several cans of beer in a row. At last, she squeezed the beer can with a "click".

Xu Sui was obviously drunk, and shook his squashed beer can, dragging his cheeks, provocation in his soft voice:

"Can you drink me?"

"No." Zhou Jingze decided not to care about a drunk.

Seeing her drunk, Zhou Jingze walked around the other side of the table, knelt on one knee, and was about to hug her back.

As soon as his hand touched her shoulder, Xu Sui shrank back and leaned his back against the wall.

Xu Suin suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, and said:

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Ask."

"Why me?" Xu Sui raised his eyes to look at him.

The voice-over is why she has to be after the reunion, and why she hasn't been in love for so many years and only waited for her.

She actually couldn't believe it.

Xu Sui wore a pink cinnamon sweater with long hair falling off his shoulders. Because he was drunk, his eyes were foggy, his lips were red and his teeth were white.

People have a desire to bully.

Zhou Jingze lowered his head and posted it, his ears were warm, his forehead was pressed against his forehead, and he looked at her:

"There is no reason, I used to be blind."

I don't know how good his one is.

"One by one, I promised the teacher to go to the air rescue team today, and the truth about Dongzhao is also revealed." Zhou Jingze said slowly.

"Really? I knew you must—"

Upon hearing this news, Xu Sui's tone was filled with excitement, and his bright eyes ran into his dark eyes.

Heart suffocated.

Zhou Jingze dropped a very light kiss on her forehead, and he smiled:

"Now it's time for me to ask you a question. When did you write the bookmark on the back of the Mayday album?"

Xu Suizheng was half drunk and half awake, and she knew that Zhou Jingze was patiently waiting for her to answer.

She blinked, her tone intriguing: "I can't remember."

Zhou Jingze nodded, picked up the person, and said blankly: "Okay, then go to bed and say."

The wound he made on her inner thigh the night before is still aching, and he still wants to come.

Xu Sui immediately jumped from Zhou Jingze's arms and immediately confessed:

"I said I said."

"Bookmark that sentence because I accidentally knew what happened to you." Xu Sui confessed, looking at him.

When he was in high school, Xu Sui Wannian kept sitting in the front row, but because the boy he liked was sitting in the last row.

So Xu Sui often studied by himself early, handed in homework, and even went out to the bathroom, he went around the back door.

Even if she often caught a glimpse of a black back with protruding shoulder blades habitually sleeping on the table.

Also very satisfied.

But suddenly one day, that seat often became empty.

From that day on, Xu Sui rarely saw Zhou Jingze again. He ran into him occasionally when going to the toilet two days ago, and then he was not seen for a week.

The seat was very empty, even the desk was cleaned up, and there were no piles of test papers anymore.

After that, the classmates in Xu Suining's class talked about gossip, that something went wrong in Zhou Jingze's house, and that his dad had sent his stepbrother to the sky. His dad attended the graduation ceremony of his stepbrother, but he forgot his own son. Parent meeting.

Some people say that the conflicts in his family have intensified. Zhou Jingze's father beat him up and he has left that family now.

There are different opinions.

When Xu Sui lowered his head to collect his homework, he heard his classmates discussing his housework.

"Hey, what if the family has money? It's not that nobody loves it."

"But Zhou Jingze was miserable enough. His mother committed suicide and his father was still a beast."

"I ran into Zhou Jingze at a bar yesterday. It seems to be with a vocational school. He will not be bad, right?"

Xu Sui's fingertips tightened while receiving the homework, and he said silently in his heart:

No, he is not that kind of person.

Xu Sui started to make chance encounters with Zhou Jingze subconsciously, she was just a little worried about him.

She knew that he would take the 29 bus to school every day, but this luck was not often encountered.

Because Zhou Jingze sometimes got up late and took a taxi to the school. Sometimes she didn't even know how he came to school.

It may not come at all, as it is now.

Xu Sui still wanted to try his luck.

Xu Suizhi lives in his uncle's house, which is in the south of the city, and Zhou Jing lives in the north of the city.

One north and one south are completely opposite directions.

So when it was dark, Xu Sui got up an hour early every day, carried his schoolbag against the foggy sky and went out.

Because she has to work hard to transfer, and then take the 29 bus to the school.

But after waking up in the morning for a week, she was stunned that she didn't even see Zhou Jingze.

She didn't see him until early Monday morning.

Xu Sui got up a little late because he stayed up late the night before and brushed up the questions. As a result, when he changed to No. 29 bus, he encountered the peak time for school.

Xu Suihao struggled to squeeze into the bus, leaning on his side, holding the yellow bar in one hand, and pulling the bus card from his uniform pocket and putting it on the card reader, there was no familiar "di" sound, indicating that the card was invalid.

Xu Sui thought there was a problem with the machine, and tried several more times, but it still showed invalid.

Will it be out of money?

The students crowded behind became impatient, complaining and urging sounds one after another.

Xu Sui was a little cramped and embarrassed, and her shameful enthusiasm ran all the way from her neck to her face, when she was about to give up her plan to retreat.

"Let's brush it together." The boy's throat sound was low, with a grainy feeling, and it shook in Xu Sui's ears.

Xu Sui froze.

Immediately afterwards, someone leaned over behind him. Although keeping a certain distance, Xu Sui smelled the faint smell of tobacco on his clothes.

The space in the bus was small, and his open school uniform zipper accidentally touched Xu Sui's hanging hand.

It was cold.

It was like a violent wind in the sultry summer.

Xu Sui held his breath and did not dare to move. He caught a glimpse of the boy's swiping hand retracted, and then put it back in his trouser pocket.

He was a lot taller than her, and when he took the card back, he wiped her hair with his elbow and passed by.

The mint smell slowly disappeared, and more people crowded onto the bus.

It is not an exaggeration to say that at that moment, Xu Sui felt that the top of his hair was about to smoke.

Zhou Jingze was sitting in the blue seat by the window in the second-to-last row of the bus. Xu Sui walked over and sat in a row behind him. The two were separated by a certain distance.

In the summer morning, the sun was direct and warm, and Xu Sui felt a layer of sweat on her body. She took out the vocabulary book from her schoolbag while fanning the vocabulary.

Xu Sui looked forward inadvertently. Zhou Jingze leaned against the window and was sleepy. His skin was cold white, his eyelashes slumped downward, and the sunlight reflected from the glass window, and a circle of shadows fainted on the lower eyelid.

Zhou Jingze's schoolbag is placed under his feet, his long legs are slightly open, and the crow-blue eyes clearly prove that he is replenishing his sleep.

Xu Sui couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

When the next stop arrived, the driver made an emergency brake and most of the people leaned forward due to the impact of inertia.

Only Zhou Jingze leaned against the window of the car without moving. He only frowned when he heard the sound, and he didn't even bother to fight his eyes.

Another group of people came in from the bus. Everyone shouted "Don't squeeze." Those who were squeezed in cursed uncomfortably, "I don't know how to wait for the next bus. It's his mother who squeezed in."

Jomo made too much noise, Zhou Jingze opened his eyes laboriously, raised his hand and rubbed his face.

An old man in brown overalls squeezed into the bus slowly, with a large bag of things in his hand, and his expression was a bit cramped.

Xu Suizheng carried the words on his back, and suddenly saw the shadow move forward, and the white sports shoes moved.

A magnetic voice sounded: "Old man, sit here."

It is Zhou Jingze.

He has not changed.

Xu Sui saw the other side of Zhou Jingze and never mentioned it to anyone. He became a secret in her heart.

When school was over on Wednesday afternoon, Xu Sui was shopping outside the school and met Zhou Jingze and the people from the first vocational school snorting in the back alleys of the school, laughing unruly and presumptuously.

Familiar and unfamiliar.

But Xu Sui now knows which side is the real Zhou Jingze and which side is him wearing a mask and bohemian.

It is the real him who inadvertently releases kindness on the bus.

When Xu Suizai saw him smoking there, he remembered what his classmates had said about him during this period of time.

But she feels that a good person like Zhou Jingze should be surrounded by love and walk his path frankly and honestly.

So she wrote a blessing on the back of the bookmark.

"Xu Sui, let me emphasize that I am not a fantasizing," Zhou Jingze broke her face and forced her to look at each other again, saying every word, "I am your man."

You are the only thing I want in my life.

After meeting you, all regrets are filled.