The carriage was crowded, and it was difficult to move to the middle section, and there was no positioning ring left.

Shen Feibai grabbed his arm and easily touched the handrail above.

Zhou Jiyou wanted to lean over and hold the back of a chair nearby, but the gap between people was too narrow for her to plug in.

is also raising her arm to grasp the handrail, her whole arm is in a straight state, and the person next to her, his elbow is naturally bent, and it doesn't look troublesome at all.

The height is there, it can't be compared.

There was a car rushing in front of him, and the bus suddenly came to a sudden brake, Zhou Jiyou's arm swayed forward, and the tip of his nose slammed into his hard arm, and the pain was so painful that the bridge of his nose seemed to be broken.

The hand was covered with a light rub, and in an instant, the bus sped up, and the hand was not yet steady, and the body leaned back sharply with inertia.

A palm was quickly pressed on her waist, and she was swept up to a masculine chest.

"Stand firm." Accompanied by the complaints and complaints of the surrounding passengers, a low sound sounded above her head.

She still put her left hand on the bridge of her nose, and glared at her back: "Take your hand away." ”

He grasped the handrail firmly and lowered his eyes to confirm, "Can you do it yourself?" ”

She wanted to roll her eyes, but held back: "Of course." ”

The black eyes pondered, but they didn't let go, still holding her in their arms.

Someone nearby saw that Zhou Jiyou was not good at speaking loudly, but he was really annoyed. Regardless of the pain in the bridge of his nose, he could only use the hand on his middle finger that was still hooked with the parasol rope to pull him, but he couldn't pull it, and the muscles of his forearm were tense, obviously using his strength to resist the obstruction.

Breathing in frustration, he became more aware of the heat of his body—hot, even in an air-conditioned car, not unlike the touch of the skirt that penetrated his waist into his skin.

If gaze could kill, he must have died a thousand times. Helplessly, it didn't work, he was like wearing a golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, so hard that he was invulnerable.

She raised her eyes and glared angrily, and met a pair of eyes under the brim of his cap, which were dark and quiet, and she couldn't see the feelings clearly.

She was so flustered by his stare that she was defeated first, her head turned away, and her whole body stiffened.

There seems to be no end to this kind of dependence, and I don't know when the surrounding space will be evacuated, and when I will find an opportunity to stay away.

Looking over his shoulder, the schoolgirl who got into the car with them looked at her with bright eyes and a smile, as if to confirm with her own eyes whether it was her brother or her brother.

Bother.

She looked up again, and he was looking out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hey."

Hearing this, he turned his neck slightly, lowered his chin, and looked at her.

"I said a treat, don't you misunderstand?" Otherwise, how can he explain his current behavior? The cheeky skill is basically upgraded again.

Shen Feibai didn't speak, she immediately lowered her face when he acquiesced, and sneered: "You can really relate." ”

"It's that you're thinking too much." He looked at her and said calmly.

Zhou Jiyou's eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes turned to questioning.

But he didn't say much, and looked out the window again.

Again, again. Zhou Jiyou was disgusted with his taciturn temperament. Aren't anchors and reporters all at ease, why do they talk so little in life that they are like a seal on their mouths? Maybe...... Maybe he just didn't have anything to say to her.

This kind of conjecture is born in the heart, and the love is like a balloon that swells instantly, and if you put a little more pressure on it, it will explode to pieces.

At this moment, she has only one thought: she deserves it, she deserves not to catch her.

She pressed down again with her palm and pulled him around her arm, "Release, I'm going to get off." ”

Shen Feibai was slightly stunned and looked down at her: "It's still early to arrive at the station." ”

She was not angry: "Who stipulates that you must be invited to dinner near home?" ”

He was silent for a second, but didn't respond, the hand around her waist fell.

Zhou Jiyou immediately took half a step back, but unexpectedly, she didn't know who stepped on her foot behind her, although the person did not open her mouth to reprimand, but the irritability in her heart intensified, and the balloon exploded.

"I'm sorry." Quickly apologizing, she slowly passed between the backs of the middle passengers, waiting for the door, waiting for the bus to stop at the next stop.

Shen Feibai quietly protected her behind, she had no expression on her face, she was terrifyingly calm, he knew that she was holding back the fire, and this fire was aimed at him.

But there was no way, he deliberately, deliberately made her angry.

She can still be angry with him, at least he still has value in her eyes. Even if the value is negative.

***

As soon as I got out of the car, the heat of the heat swept in like a wave, enveloping the pores of the whole body irresistibly.

Zhou Jiyou walked forward quickly, passed through the underpass, passed the zebra crossing, saw a Japanese food signboard from a distance, glanced at the person beside him coldly, and walked towards the destination without saying a word.

A small box was opened, and they sat facing each other on the floor.

Salmon sashimi, salmon belly, live oyster sashimi, live red shellfish, vinegared jellyfish, peony shrimp, ...... Ordered a bunch of seafood that he couldn't eat.

Shen Feibai listened quietly to her ordering, and every time he heard one, his eyes deepened.

She was intentional, deliberately revenged. He eats seafood and has skin allergies.

After the waitress wearing a kimono to create a Japanese atmosphere exited the box, Zhou Jiyou smiled between his eyebrows, looked at him playfully, and said, "What's the matter, I'm generous enough, right?" I'm going to bleed profusely if this meal goes out. ”

Shen Feibai's peaceful gaze froze on her smirking face: "You can do it another way." ”

Zhou Jiyou pretended not to understand, poured him a glass of sake, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "What are you talking about." I'm happy when I see you eating happily. ”

He rubbed the rim of the cup lightly with his fingertips, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and whispered, "It's good if you're happy." ”

Zhou Jiyou was pouring himself wine, and when he heard this, his hand was stunned, and there was suddenly no trace of emotion in his heart, and he was silent.

The index finger unconsciously slid half a circle along the back of the thumb, she put down the flask, her smile was all retracted, and she stared at him expressionlessly: "Don't bother me all the time, I'll be happier." ”

He took the glass and drank it down, his eyelids always lowered, not looking at her. Speechless for a long time, without making a detour: "Except for this matter, everything else can be promised to you." ”

"Okay." She suppressed the restlessness in her heart, raised her eyebrows lightly, and took it out of context, "This meal is a casual meal, so you agree." ”

Silence, about a century long.

Zhou Jiyou pinched the mouth of the cup and also brought it to his lips and took a sip.

A little spicy, and a little sour, just like her mood at the moment.

There was a knock on the box door, and the waiter came to deliver the food.

Plates of food are placed on the table, and the two people facing each other bow their heads and remain motionless, provoking the other to kneel on the table and put the plate on their knees, and they can't help but glance to the left and right.

The atmosphere did not change in the slightest because there was suddenly one more person in the middle, Zhou Jiyou ate her slowly and methodically, whether he ate it or not, whatever. But subconsciously, she hoped that he wouldn't touch it, and he wasn't stupid, so he should ...... I won't touch it.

She put the sashimi on the plate, her eyelids inadvertently lifted, and when she saw him in his hand, he took the chopsticks and directly picked up the jellyfish and fed it into his mouth, chewing, chewing, chewing...... She was stunned and kept watching.

Swallowing, he looked at her: "Is there a problem?" ”

The tone was flat, but it gave her a sense of righteousness.

The corners of her mouth twitched in annoyance, and for some reason, a strong instinct suddenly popped up in her: she was about to have an accident......

"Don't eat it." She burst out.

He added a little wasabi to the sashimi, folded it in half, dipped it in the specially blended soy sauce, and wrapped it in one bite without pause, his eyes did not look at her, and his face was calm, as if he was savoring it.

"I told you not to eat it!" Zhou Jiyou threw away the chopsticks and raised his tone.

Swallowing the food in his mouth again, his eyes were clear and persistent: "Anything else is up to you except that." ”

"Why?" For a moment, Zhou Jiyou's eyes were hot and astringent, and she stared at him, "You just rely on me to be soft-hearted, why do you keep pinching me!" ”

Shen Feibai's hand on the edge of the table slowly clenched his fists. He lowered his head, and the violent fluctuations under his eyes were hidden.

"In the morning, one of your college roommates called me......" His voice was deep, slow, and extremely restrained.

Zhou Jiyou was surprised and sneered: "It was she who told you and me in Guta Park, I had already guessed it." ”

With a turn of thought, he suddenly mentioned it at this moment, a little inexplicable. His heart trembled slightly, Jing Qiao would not ......

seemed to continue to verify her conjecture as expected, and the next second, he raised his eyes and looked over: "Xiaoyou, what do you think I am trying to stay in CCTV for?" ”

For what......

His dark eyes were deep and soft, and they were stunningly bright. Zhou Jiyou hummed lightly in his head.

"Do you think that I had to take the broadcasting exam in the first place, and what was it for?"

I don't know, I don't want to ask, to be more precise, I don't dare to ask. She never dared to ask.

In the midwinter of 2004, on a February day, he quietly participated in the early batch of admissions exams of China Media without telling everyone. The first examination, the second examination, until the admission notice was sent to the school after the college entrance examination, she was the first person to know, because they were in the same class, and the class teacher had the admission record of the whole class.

He didn't say it, she didn't ask after she was shocked, and she herself would face a serious situation at that time, and she didn't have the heart to meddle in things.

She even thanked him a little, with him to "bully the king" together, Old Man Shen's anger could be evenly shared, and maybe it would all be transferred to him who was highly anticipated due to her lack of attention.

She felt that he probably couldn't leave, and she thought that there would never be a second person in the entire Shen Mansion who was like her, yearning for freedom, even if she tore her face.

In fact, she did offend everyone in the end.

If you can't pay for accommodation in high school, you can find Shen Ke, but the university is poor and white, and you can't afford to pay any fees, and you have also drawn a clear line with Shen Ke.

However, she guessed her ending, but she didn't guess him. He was deeply nurtured by Old Man Shen, so naturally he couldn't be so chic, but his attitude was also resolute, and he didn't bow his head when he was threatened by Old Man Shen's food shortage, so he really packed his luggage and came to Beijing after her.

She will never forget the night when she and he were subjected to family law by Old Man Shen, and the two knelt in the courtyard without eating for a day.

She touched her rumbling belly, looked up at the sky, and said, "Shen Feibai, to be honest, I don't think you like broadcasting." If I were you, I wouldn't just fill in the volunteers. ”

He didn't say anything, and his waist was always straight.

She waited for a while, thinking that he would not be able to speak, but after a while, he looked at her with partial eyes and said coldly: "I heard you say that the person you love the most and the only one you love is your father." ”

She looked wary: "What do you want to say?" ”

Turning his head back, he looked into the dim distance and whispered, "Nothing." ”

At that time, the protective color on her body was too heavy, and she didn't notice the look of verification flashing in his eyes.

Later, one day I suddenly remembered that night, and my heart was shocked. Her father, Zhou Mu, worked for CCTV before his death and was a broadcast host......