Chapter 39: Tangled

The wind comes to the fertile leaves to swing things, and the stones fall and the water splashes high and low.

The people of the matter see good and evil, and they are confused in the blessings.

The dinner that day was neither salty nor bland, and Xiao Ge thought it would be a romantic date, but it ended in the embarrassment caused by Qiu Se's euphemistic refusal. After Xiao Ge left, Qiu Se leaned against the door for a long time, feeling a little awkward.

This was the second time she had turned down Schoge. The last time was more than half a year ago, and it was here. As compensation, she promised to go to the engagement with Shog first, in Su

Y met Yuan Ningqiu, who had been absent for a long time.

She didn't know if her hesitation was because she was nervous or because she wasn't willing to do it.

She didn't know how Shog would understand her refusal, she just felt a little sorry for Shoge.

At this moment, in addition to apologizing to Xiao Ge, she was also surrounded by worries about Yuan Ningqiu, what does this girl mean by not replying to messages all the time?

Coming out of Qiu Se's house, Xiao Ge sat in the car for a while. He looked up and looked at the window of Qiu Se's house, the light had been on in his heart for almost two years.

Today, Qiu Se rejected him again. He didn't understand.

Last time, he felt that Qiu Se was acquiescing in his heart, but he hadn't done a good job of psychological construction yet; In the past six months, everything has been going according to plan, steadily moving in the direction of marriage, and the wedding room has been renovated, and now it is only one step away, but Qiu Se seems to be stuck by something, and the last step is unwilling to move forward. Shoge stabilized his mind and examined every aspect of himself, puzzled. Unless, she simply doesn't want to marry herself. As soon as the idea came to him, Shog immediately suppressed it. After all, that's a terrible possibility.

Suddenly, Xiao Ge laughed - it is ridiculous that a person in his thirties would have such a thought and scare himself.

Shoge started the car and slowly drove the car out of the neighborhood.

In Yancheng at 9 o'clock in the evening, the autumn wind was blowing, Xiao Ge was half-open the window, the wind was accompanied by the sound of music, and he drove slower than usual. In late autumn, it was somewhat sad, but Shoge didn't think that he was enjoying the gradually cooler climate, and even began to look forward to the first snow of the year. It seems that Qiu Se has a special affection for snow. Perhaps, he owes Qiu Se a formal marriage proposal.

Later, Qiu Se sat down on the bay window and drank all the rest of the red wine—at first, he took small sips of it, then it became a gulp, and later, he didn't even use the glass. In "Dream of Red Mansions", Miaoyu has her own set of theories about drinking tea, saying: "One cup is a taste, two cups are a thirst-quenching fool, and three cups are drinking cows and mules." "Now that Qiu Se is ruining red wine like this, if Miaoyu seems to him, wouldn't he be violent and ruined.

But Qiu Se prefers the feeling of red wine smacking, and prefers to be slightly drunk, smiling unconsciously.

Qiu Se actually doesn't drink much, prefers to drink red wine. Many years ago, someone let her know for the first time that wine can be drunk like that, sitting on the windowsill, the breeze lifting the streamers on the neckline, teasing the broken hair on the sideburns, two slightly cool lips, a sip of warm wine... That scene is even unforgettable ambiguity in Qiu Se's life.

At this moment, Qiu Se, who was slightly drunk, looked up at the night sky, through the glass, she always felt that everything was not very clear, and her face was hot and swollen, she squinted her eyes, smiled sweetly, smiled innocently, she pushed open the window, the autumn wind in October poured in, the cold wind blew on her face, as if the veil in front of her was lifted at once, everything was clear and refreshing, so comfortable. Qiu Se folded her arms on the window, her chin against her forearm, letting the cold wind blow her long hair, she suddenly indulged in this feeling, her eyes reflected the stars in the sky, as bright as broken gold.

Why do people like to get themselves drunk? Probably like Qiu Se now, despite the lawsuit, but drunk, just pick what he can think of.

Tonight's clear and cold sky is the sky that Qiu Se likes. Many years ago, it was also such a night, she and a boy walked side by side on the road outside the basketball court, chatting with each other, the wind passed through the tall poplar trees, some leaves fell, and the street lamps passed through those gaps, casting warm yellow pillars of light, gentle and ambiguous. She lifted her hand to touch the light, and on her wrist was a chain of purple crystal beads and vintage carved copper sheets, delicate. Facing the warm yellow light, the beads on the chain are exquisitely clear.

Qiu Se couldn't remember why, the boy suddenly grabbed her wrist, grabbed it very hard, and the moment she let go of her hand, the chain on her wrist fell to the ground with a thud, she bent down and picked it up in distress, and said, "Jing Xuan, you are in trouble, you are so ruthless, the bracelets are broken." Let me tell you, this is a family heirloom baby that my grandmother passed on to me! ”

Jing Xuan had an embarrassed smile on his face: "I'll help you fix it!" As he spoke, he took the bracelet and fiddled with it in his hand. He kept his head down, very serious, the wind blew his hair, and his bangs swayed softly in the wind, leaving a deep shadow between his eyebrows.

was originally deceiving him, but his serious appearance, Qiu Se was stunned...

"Here you go, it's fixed!" The boy looked up and smiled as he put the chain on for her.

Qiu Se remembered. There was also such a starlight that day...

She suddenly found that it seemed that he in her memory was always wrapped in the night, always clothed in the stars, always carrying the breeze, and always bringing her hazy hope...

He is like the night, like the stars in the night, like the breeze on her face, which makes her yearn for it but dare not go there...

Half-asleep and half-awake, Qiu Se smiled bitterly, as if his feelings were always so entangled, and none of them could be happy.

She suddenly closed the window at will, stepped directly from the bay window to the window, pulled the quilt and fell asleep, and said to herself: "What is there to remember, it never belongs to you." What belongs to you, you don't want it. Perverted. ”

She didn't notice that the phone was still upside down on the dining table, she forgot it for the time being, and Yuan Ningqiu hadn't replied to her yet.

She didn't know that her window was not closed tightly, and this stupid woman slept all night with a cold wind blowing like this.

The next day, I don't know what time it was, she was awakened by a knock on the door, which was so rapid that it almost slammed the door. She got out of bed, only to feel a splitting headache, and stumbled to the door to open it, and Shog burst in with an anxious expression.

"What's going on? What time is it? Phone turned off? ”

"Huh?" Qiu Se's face was not good, and his eyes couldn't be opened.

"What's wrong with you?" Shogg reached out and touched Qiu Se's forehead—it was hot. "Do you have a fever? Wasn't it okay yesterday? He hurried back to the bedroom with Qiu Se in his arms.

Visibly sensing that the temperature in the room was much cooler than usual, Shog looked up and saw that there was a small gap in the window, and an empty bottle of red wine was placed on the bay window.

"Miss Qiu Se, even if you're not ready to have a wedding with me, you don't have to be so nervous that you can kill yourself by drinking, right?" Xiao Ge closed the window and took the empty wine bottle and put it in the trash, and boiled hot water to give Qiu Se medicine.

Qiu Se lay on the bed, looking at the busy figure of this old father, only to feel sore and exhausted.