Jiang Futing didn't listen to their gossip, he felt a lot more comfortable when he walked out of the box, even if he didn't drink in a place where there were too many people, he would feel deprived of oxygen after staying for a long time.

"Little apprentice, how did you do in the exam, I came to greet you as a teacher." Bai Tang's tone was a little more ridiculous, after the college entrance examination, people just want to relax.

His voice was like a stream that melted into the corner of a glacier, warm and cool, and the boredom of his brain suddenly dissipated a lot.

Jiang Futing replied lightly, "That's it." ”

"What's that?" Bai Tang was so sensitive that he sensed that this person's attitude was not right, under normal circumstances, he should be okay.

Jiang Futing's brain was a little dazed by alcohol, and he didn't think too much about it, "There is a result for how many points in the test, and there is nothing to say." ”

Bai Tang was already very sure that there must be something wrong with this person, "Why is there nothing to say?" The people in those alleys are gossiping so much that they are going to block my door! ”

He really didn't have the heart to feel and understand the bustle in the alleys of the alley, and blurted out, "Then I'll tell you when the results come out." ”

"Jiang Futing." Bai Tang's voice suddenly became very serious.

Jiang Futing was called by him like this, and his heart suddenly swooped out, "What?" ”

"You're not really going to roll over, are you? You can't even go to Changdu University, right? Are your parents going to peel you?! Bai Tang spoke in a strange exaggerated tone.

However, he didn't have much ability to think at the moment, he didn't expect Bai Tang to cheat him at all, he was confused under the wine, and his thoughts were a little impulsive, so he was eager to justify.

"You think too much, it's not a matter of dividing." He said lightly, but what he thought in his heart was that he also had to peel off the skin.

"What's the matter?" Bai Tang asked.

Jiang Futing realized that he had slipped his mouth, "It's nothing." ”

His tone was a little cold, and his voice was a little drunk and a little floating.

Bai Tang wouldn't really listen to what he said, and chased after him persistently, "Oh, anyway, if you say it's okay, then there must be something, if you want to say something, it must be a big deal." ”

Jiang Futing: "......"

Bai Tang's truth was too poignant, and he couldn't refute it.

Jiang Futing didn't answer him, feeling that this person knew himself too well, and even felt that this person couldn't stay any longer, and wanted to drag it out every minute to kill him.

Both sides were silent for a moment, and the breathing on the phone was long and gentle, like a feather, which inexplicably calmed all the emotions and vigilance in his heart.

Jiang Futing sank his thoughts, and said a little awkwardly, "It's just a matter of volunteering." ”

There is no need for him to go into further details, Bai Tang has already guessed the result.

The Jiang family is not an ordinary family, the son who has worked hard for more than ten years in the family has carefully watered and fertilized every day, but this beautiful sapling is crooked......

If one day I know what Taoism he still cultivates with feudal superstition, it is estimated that he will be able to pick up a piece of his skin by the way.

"Loud noise?" Bai Tang asked a little embarrassedly, and he didn't have much confidence to speak.

After all, it was he who broke this small sapling with red roots into a strange road.

"It's fine." Jiang Futing pinched his eyebrows again, the stamina of the wine had been in his mind, and his head was a little heavy after standing for a long time, "My mother has no opinion, my father has a big opinion." ”

Bai Tang recalled the last time he saw Jiang Chao in the hospital, and there was just an accident, although Jiang Chao looked very haggard, but those deep eyes were all glimpses at random, and they could completely smash all the illusions, a strong and powerful character.

He was about to say something comforting, when he heard Jiang Futing's heavy breathing: "En? Are you not feeling well? ”

Could it be that the continuous rotation momentum of the past few months has come up?

"Nope. At a potluck. As soon as Jiang Futing finished saying this, the door of the box was opened from the inside, and a hedgehog-like head poked out.

"Ah, I'm still on the phone." The hedgehog head was surprised, the fire of gossip in his eyes was clearly extinguished, and he was about to slowly retract his head without moving.

Jiang Futing stopped him: "I'll be fine immediately." ”

"Okay! Good! The fire of gossip in the hedgehog head's eyes burned even more violently, and he retracted his head like an electric shock for fear of disturbing anything, so he retracted his head and brought the door to the door.

Jiang Futing said to the person on the other end of the phone: "They urged, I hung up first." ”

"Go ahead, if you can't drink it, drink less." Bai Tang seemed to be an elder, and he snorted.

"Yes." He hung up the phone without further ado, and when he returned to the box, he felt that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes.

When he sat down, he couldn't stand these ambiguous eyes, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" ”

Yang Lin had the courage to come over and ask, "Jiang Futing, are you talking about a girlfriend?" ”

Jiang Futing gave a look of how he could see it, and he didn't bother to answer.

But I don't know if it's because he can drink a little bit on his face, so his usual sharp eyes are not right, or Yang Linsheng drank so much that his brain was watered, and his comprehension was seriously problematic.

Yang Lin put down the cup in his hand abruptly, and exclaimed in surprise: "It's really true!" ”

As soon as these words fell, the eyes of the surrounding Qi brushes heated up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Futing resisted the urge to throw him out, and had to clear his grievances while having a headache, but because it was the last time his classmates had gathered so neatly to eat, he didn't have a seizure.

He restrained the annoyance that was circling in his heart: "No, you think too much. ”

After saying this, many girls secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After dinner, there was no hurried end, taking advantage of the high mood, many people continued to go wild by relaxing, wanting to go to K song.

Some people's interest came, and they sang blindly on the street, anyway, they looked crazy and had no image, and they didn't have the image of a good student at all.

Jiang Futing really didn't want to join in the excitement so he declined, he stood at the door of the hotel and looked at the time, it was not ten o'clock, it was still early.

I want to go home, but it's not good to go back.

Yesterday he had such a quarrel with Jiang Chao, and he was embarrassed that he would go back and dangle in front of him, lest he be even more angry when he saw his face.

Jiang Futing walked out

Gate, looking at the vehicles and high-rise buildings, suddenly a little stunned.

But when you think about it, there doesn't seem to be much to go.

If you don't stay upstairs until one or two o'clock downstairs in the community, avoid the time of the Jiang Dynasty and then go upstairs.

He thought about it for a long time, and this plan was more reliable.

So he raised his feet, turned around, and prepared to walk back.

The night breeze is still quite gentle, like cotton wool, soft and warm, spread on the face layer by layer.

The soles of the feet are like cotton wool, and they are soft.

The trees and buildings on both sides dangled in front of his eyes like tofu, and he almost circled hand in hand in front of his eyes.

Jiang Futing felt that he was a little tired after not walking a few steps, and he was stunned by the things in front of him.

When he walked to the intersection, he noticed a vague figure standing under the signal light, and the figure was a little familiar.

He stopped, anyway, he didn't get closer, he recognized the figure from a long distance, he was sure that he recognized the wrong person, and he didn't look back when he walked to the intersection, he turned a corner and left.

So, Bai Tang just stood there, watching himself being ignored as air.

Jiang Futing hadn't walked a few steps from the intersection when he felt a sudden cold touch on his wrist, and he reflexively withdrew his hand, turned around and stared at the person behind him with a wary expression.

Bai Tang was stunned for a moment, and looked at the person with a faint red halo in the corners of his eyes and cheekbones.

The dark eyes were obviously trying their best to threaten him, but the pupils were a little blurry, and they were stunned to give birth to a different taste.

Two seconds later, the man was still looking at him.

Jiang Futing only felt that the figure in the white shirt in front of him was half-baked, as if he knew and didn't seem to know, and his mind was blurred with his eyes.

The alcohol was completely in his head, and he thought about it for a long time, but he didn't remember who this person was.

"Something?" He asked coldly.

Bai Tang was stunned by his estranged tone at first, and thought that his bad mood had affected him, but after thinking about it, he probed Jiang Futing twice, and felt wrong.

He stretched out his hand and shook it twice in front of Jiang Futing.

This Jiang Futing's world was already spinning in crazy circles, but the person in front of him still stretched out his hand to turn in front of his eyes, and he almost turned his back with an unstable center of gravity.

He slapped the man's hand impatiently, a little annoyed: "What are you doing?" ”

The tone was cold and unfamiliar.

Bai Tang has already confirmed the guess in his heart, this little kid has drunk too much, and he is so drunk that he can't even recognize people!

After Jiang Futing got drunk, he even loosened his standing posture, not as rigid as usual, and even the aura of the whole person was softened a lot, and he didn't have the pretentious old age.

Even if he doesn't even recognize people, does he remember the way home?

After Bai Tang saw him glaring at him, he turned around and continued walking, but the bus stop sign was not in this direction, wouldn't it be that he really didn't recognize the road!

He hurriedly strode up and grabbed his wrist again to stop him.

Jiang Futing was stopped twice in a row, and he was already unhappy in his heart, regardless of whether this person was known by himself, he turned his head and roared coldly: "What are you doing?" ”

Bai Tang just now

I heard something wrong on the phone, so I ran over to see this little kid, and it turned out that this person, who had been respectful at least in his attitude since he first met, yelled at him twice in one night.

Oh, I feel like my life has reached its peak!

He didn't know how many years no one had dared to talk to him like that.

The point is that the person in front of him is drunk, and it is useless for him to say anything!

Bai Tang could only persuade helplessly with good words: "You are going wrong, your house is in the wrong direction." ”

Jiang Futing paused, looked around for a moment, and tried to piece together a simple outline of the double images that flew around in his eyes.

He finally vaguely saw something about it, and replied very firmly: "It's not wrong." ”

"That's not right!" Bai Tang endured patience like a loving father, taught a child to walk to his side, and pointed in the other direction: "The bus back to your house is standing there, you cross the road, this car has to turn left from the intersection." ”

He said as he struggled to make a gesture.

Jiang Futing looked at him inexplicably, "Who said I take the bus." ”

"What if it weren't?" Bai Tang asked rhetorically, this side has crossed a district to his house, let alone seven or eight kilometers, can he still walk back? A big night walking marathon?

Jiang Futing said lightly: "I'll go back." ”

Bai Tang: "......" looks like he is not only drunk, but also stupid!

Before he could recover from the reality of his junior brother drinking stupidity, his hand was suddenly grabbed by someone.

Jiang Futing squeezed his wrist tightly, and the vigilance in his eyes almost tied up the person in front of him and threw him to the police station.

(End of chapter)