Soon Zhao Zhiheng came, Cui Shumo watched him gradually come over, nervously picked up the coffee cup and poured wine vigorously. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Zhiheng sat down opposite Cui Shumo, sniffed hard, and his nose was full of wine, "Why did you come here to drink." He asked, frowning.

"You can't drink coffee on the big night." Cui Shumo said.

"Don't drink it, let's go, I'll send you back." Zhao Zhiheng said that he was going to pull Cui Shumo away. From the moment he entered the door, it seemed that Cui Shumo was the only one in his eyes.

Wen Yang and Sun Li squeezed their eyebrows and smiled strangely.

"It's okay, she's only taken a few sips, and she's still far from getting drunk." Wen Yang said.

"You just came and left, and you haven't talked to me yet. Can't you see us? Wen Yang pointed to himself and Sun Li smiled and continued to ask.

"Okay, since you want to talk to me so much, let's talk." Zhao Zhiheng continued to sit down again, and said with a smile, "Look what flowers you kid can talk about." In fact, how can I not understand the purpose of Wen Yang calling himself here, since he has been deeply trapped in Cui Shumo's love network, there is nothing to hide.

"You didn't drink today?" Wen Yang asked suddenly, the topic completely incoherent.

"Nope." Zhao Zhiheng looked puzzled.

"I thought you went to the night to drink, just the last time we went, what was your good friend, Lulu? yes, that girl is good, and she is really revealing, I thought you were looking for her again. Wen Yang paused and continued, "By the way, I met your girlfriend on the road two days ago, and my ex-girlfriend." Seeing my crying, how did you bully others, saying that you were dumped, and the way you cried and shouted, I thought I was pregnant with your seed。。。。。。。 Wen Yang said illogically.

Zhao Zhiheng's face was not very natural, the kind of look that wanted to be angry and a little taboo, the expression was really wonderful.

Cui Shumo listened attentively, especially the last sentence "I am pregnant with your species... She was stunned for a moment, and frowned unconsciously, she didn't know if she was unhappy because of Wen Yang's vulgar tone, or because of what he said.

Under the table, Sun Li pinched the book and ink fiercely, and Cui Shumo, who was thinking about it, was startled and knocked over the red wine in his hand.

The scene became weird for a while, Wen Yang and Sun Li both held their breath and looked at Zhao Zhiheng and Cui Shumo, waiting for the show to be staged.

"Come with me." Zhao Zhiheng picked up the bag of calligraphy and ink, and then pulled Cui Shumo away without saying anything, leaving Wen Yang and Sun Li who were still unfinished sitting in place.

"They're really not normal." Sun Li, who came back to her senses after a while, said.

Cui Shumo, who was stuffed into the car again, was inexplicably aggrieved and angry, and her puffed side face was facing out of the window.

"Fasten your seatbelts." Zhao Zhiheng reminded loudly, his voice soft as if he was teasing.

Cui Shumo angrily pulled the buckle on the seat belt, as if he wanted to tear off the seat belt.

"Are you angry?" Zhao Zhiheng asked while driving the car, turning his head to look at Shumo.

"Mr. Zhao, please don't pull me around in the future, I have hands and feet, and I can walk very much." Cui Shumo said angrily, and aggravated the tone of the title of Mr. Zhao, didn't he like to call him Mr. Zhao, she wanted to shout like this.

"Okay, I got it." Zhao Zhiheng agreed. He admitted that he was a little weak in the face of her at this time, and he didn't care about Cui Shumo's unfriendly tone, but he couldn't be blamed.

"You know a ghost, I said, you don't have a son, do you?" Cui Shumo asked, sure enough, she minded.

"How can you take Wen Yang's nonsense seriously." Zhao Zhiheng was angry and anxious, why did he work hard for a while, and his son came out.

"I think you're talking nonsense. Hum.... Cui Shumo turned his head to the window again and stopped talking.

Why is this person different from herself, Cui Shumo hasn't thought about this question in the past two days, but she can't believe it, why does this man who has only known him for a short time have such emotions towards him, is it really as she thinks? She still couldn't believe it.

The car slowly stopped downstairs, and Cui Shumo, who was still angry, unbuckled her seat belt and opened the door to leave, this time she didn't want to thank Zhao Zhiheng who sent her back.

"Book and ink." The other party called her gently, leaned over and grabbed her wrist, and pulled Cui Shumo, who was about to get out of the car, to sit down.

Cui Shumo let him pull him, didn't speak, and didn't look at him.

"Shumo," the man's tone was particularly soft at this time, and Cui Shumo's heart began to be unpeaceful again, after all, this was the first time Zhao Zhiheng called his name like this, and the expression on Cui Shumo's face softened, not as annoyed as just now.

Zhao Zhiheng pulled Cui Shumo to face him, "Shumo," he shouted again, at this time he held her shoulders with both hands, the two of them faced each other, Zhao Zhiheng looked at Cui Shumo's eyes, and said softly. "I didn't think I'd meet you again before, I was a little casual, but after I could, I definitely won't."

Cui Shumo looked up and saw that the man was looking at him affectionately, and the emotions in his eyes made Cui Shumo lose his temper for a moment, and he could only hear his own pounding heartbeat.

"I。。。。。 I went back. Cui Shumo ran out of the car with a red face, and ran all the way back upstairs, her heart was still beating hard, she sat on the sofa thinking about Zhao Zhiheng's words, thinking about what he looked like just now, and laughed stupidly.

Just as Shumo was going crazy, the doorbell rang, and when he saw Zhao Zhiheng outside the door, Cui Shumo's heartbeat gradually calmed down and became irregular.

"What are you doing up here?" Cui Shumo didn't open the door, and asked through the door panel.

"Book and ink." Zhao Zhiheng chuckled and asked, "You're still angry." ”

"No, you can go." Cui Shumo urged, what happened tonight was too sudden, and she needed some time to accept it.

"But your bag was left in the car." The man outside the door continued to chuckle.

At this time, Cui Shumo realized that she was indeed in a hurry, she opened the door in annoyance, reached out for her bag, and was about to close the door but was stopped by Zhao Zhiheng.

"Aren't you angry?" He asked softly.

Cui Shumo blushed and said, "Who said I was angry." ”

"Are you shy, then?" Zhao Zhiheng continued to laugh eyesore.

"You're shy." Cui Shumo said hard.

"I'm a little shy." Zhao Zhiheng smiled and reached out to Shun Shumo's short hair, "Then you go to bed early, good night." That's what the man said last.

Cui Shumo doesn't remember when she fell asleep that night, but there is no doubt that she didn't sleep peacefully that night, the next day Shumo returned to her mother, rummaging through the cabinets to find things from high school, classmates' videos, photo albums, photos on the school's website, she tried to retrieve the memory that she had ignored, gradually, there seemed to be a vague shadow in the memory, the person always sat by the window, smiling softly as last night.

The days of summer vacation are not in a hurry, Cui Shumo will have to meet Zhao Zhiheng very often while enjoying the holiday, the person who originally seemed to be polite and polite, but it was difficult to resist playing a scoundrel, thinking about Shumo couldn't help but smile. Walking briskly towards the school.

The campus was empty during the holidays, and Shumo also came here to check some information, and recently she took a part-time job as a translator and needed some reference materials.

Shumo was walking, and suddenly an ambulance whizzed by, and the originally deserted campus suddenly became lively, and I don't know where those people suddenly appeared, all of them rushed in the direction of a dormitory building.

Shumo also followed curiously, but the scene she saw made her unforgettable for life, on the white cement floor, red blood flowed out of a dilapidated body, dazzling, miserable, lifeless, and soon the person was carried into the ambulance, surrounded by police, doctors, teachers and students who stayed in school, Cui Shumo was also in such a crowd, cold all over.