chapter032 Living together in Changganli.

The two have almost grown up together since childhood, and Su Qi follows Bi Chu like a little tail, and he can't shake it off. Others are little bamboo horses or little green plums, and they are considered the relationship between the boss and the little follower.

Su Qi was actually a little afraid of Bi Chu at first, but this person was too good-looking, with clean and neat short hair, deep eyebrows and eyes, but there was an indelible youthfulness. It's as if she just dropped him in some mess, even if he didn't speak, she could see him at a glance and find him.

Maybe the little girl was too persistent, and in the end Bi Chu simply stopped struggling and let her follow. Over the years, Bi Chu has long been accustomed to her existence.

And now, the atmosphere is a little weird.

Song Jiu didn't dare to speak, she lowered her eyes and explained: "I'm here to get my homework." Then he sped away.

Bi Chu leaned lazily against the wall and chuckled.

I'm really here to get my homework.

He remembered something again, took out an umbrella from the cabinet at the entrance, and walked up quickly to get it to Song Jiu: "It's raining outside." ”

Song Jiu took it: "Okay, thank you." ”

There were too many homework books, and Bi Chu also said that she was not in a hurry, so she only brought a few in her schoolbag.

The rain hit the ground in succession, causing a misty splash. Song Jiu stretched the umbrella open, and the cyan umbrella surface blocked all the water droplets out of the umbrella surface, drawing countless small arcs that were almost transparent in the air.

I haven't seen a taxi yet, so Song Jiu walked along the small shop on the street for a while and received another phone call.

"Where are you?"

The other party's voice was low and a little cold.

"Song Jiu?"

Song Jiu was stunned for a few seconds before he realized who this person was. She looked around and reported the location to Xie Futian.

A few minutes later, a white car pulled up next to her, standing out in the rain.

Song Jiu originally wanted to sit in the back, but Xie Futian directly opened the door of the front driver's seat for her, "Come on." ”

"Okay."

Song Jiu was bowing her head and fastening her seat belt, and she was rubbed by Xie Futian unexpectedly, and she hid back with some resistance.

"Your hair is a little wet, go back and blow it." Xie Futian didn't care about her almost instinctive reaction at that moment, the corners of his lips curled a shallow arc, and his expression was a little lazy.

"Hmm."

Between the hair strands, the band-aid on his forehead suddenly fell into Xie Futian's eyes at close range.

He rubbed his fingertips up and frowned, "What's wrong with you here." ”

Song Jiu subconsciously turned his head, "It's okay, I just accidentally fell." ”

It was indeed a fall, but she was unlucky enough to be inadvertently smashed by others.

"You'll have to be careful then."

Song Jiu nodded, "I'm sorry for you, you have to pick me up so late." ”

"It's not too late." He removed the look of coldness in his eyes, and his tone was calm, "Are you hungry?" We can also go for a bite to eat. ”

"No need, I'll just go back and eat, don't bother."

The fingers on the steering wheel tapped lightly a few times, and happened to encounter a traffic light waiting for an intersection, and the wipers slowly crossed the blurred glass flowing with rain trails in front, and the sight became clear again, so clear that you could see the flow of people and vehicles in the rain curtain, and the lights of thousands of homes.

Xie Futian suddenly turned sideways, leaned over slightly, and looked straight at her.

Song Jiu was startled, and unconsciously hid back: "What's wrong, what's wrong?" ”

It was about a long time before he slowly spoke: "Ah Jiu, I feel that you seem to have become different from before. ”

Song Jiu chuckled in his heart, and asked without confidence: "Which ...... Where, different? ”

Naturally, it's different, she's not the same Song Jiu as before, even if it's the identity of the original owner, with a little sporadic memory of the original owner, she still can't remember a lot of things, obviously two different people, how can they be exactly the same.

But Song Jiu didn't know what to say, and she didn't plan to explain. No one will believe it when she says it, and when the time comes, Xie Futian will probably think that she is insane, or he will call the police to arrest her and ask her where the original Song Jiu is.

She couldn't explain everything, and she didn't dare to explain it.

His face was white, but his eyes were dark, and the mood in his eyes was dark: "You wouldn't have been so polite to me before." ”

"For example." His throat was hard, but he laughed for no reason, "You never bother me. ”

"Xie Futian, did we know each other very well before?"

His complexion was illuminated by the light pouring outside, and his straight and slender fingers tapped on the steering wheel, and the moment he heard this, Xie Futian was slightly stunned.

Not very cooked, it should be said that it is very cooked.

He will not forget the girl who chased after him with a smile in Sakura Alley when he was a child.

The first time she saw Song Jiu, she squatted down and gave him an ice cream, and the girl smiled, her eyes crooked, like a shining moon.

Xie Futian moved to Sakura Lane with her parents for the first time at that time, and heard from her mother that she had a good sister who was also here. When he first arrived, he was not familiar with his life, and his parents were often not at home, Xie Fu was quiet by nature, and he was even more disliked by the children in the alley, and those who mixed well would always tease him and bully him together.

Song Jiu was wearing a small white dress, and his thin body, which was a head shorter than him, was weakly protected in front of him, and his voice was immature and crisp but very firm: "Don't allow it, you, bully him!" ”

Probably because the child Wang felt that it was quite boring to quarrel with this little girl, perhaps in order to maintain his prestige as a boss of the rivers and lakes, he glanced at her up and down, and turned around and left very easily.

When he was a child, Xie Futian was cold and silent and wanted to save face, and he felt embarrassed to be protected by a little kid younger than him. He turned his head arrogantly and pushed away the ice cream she had handed him.

"You're not going to eat?"

"I ......" Xie Futian glanced up at her, the little girl's eyes were gentle and gentle, her black and white eyes blinked at him, her eyelashes were black and long, he suddenly felt very upset, and said stubbornly: "I don't like to eat sweet." ”

But then, the ice cream on the steps where he was sitting was almost melting, and turned into a puddle of sweet juice, and he took a little pity and carefully removed the wrapping shell and washed it, and left it on the desk for a long time, but he accidentally lost it on the way to the house later.

Xie Futian remembered that when Song Jiu and her mother came to his home in Sakura Lane, Song Jiu was playing with those knick-knacks by the bookshelf in the living room, and he didn't notice that there was anyone in the house at that time.

Song Jiu's mother and Xie Futian's mother went to the back garden to catch up and chat.

Song Jiu was left alone in the huge living room, and when she arrived in a new environment, she didn't have the consciousness of being a guest at someone else's house at all.

Xie Futian was bullied again, his clothes were covered with mud that had been pushed to the ground by others, wrinkled, torn, and his face was a little dirty.

Not daring to be known by his family, he lifted it up and took off his shirt as soon as he got home, hid his clothes in the corner, and planned to take another shower.

Noticing the sound of walking, Song Jiu turned his head to look and saw Xie Futian with his upper body naked.

White and thin, but his thinness is not the kind of clear soup and little water, the child around seven or eight years old is not enough, but the bones grow fast, and the waist is tight to reveal the prototype of a little small ribs, which is very good-looking.

Xie Fu raised his eyes and met Song Jiu's gaze that seemed to be amazed and curious. Her eyes widened, her moist mouth was squeezed, and the wind leaking from the windowsill ruffled a lock of hair from her ear.

After two seconds of silence, Song Jiu ran towards him.

Xie Futian was so frightened that he didn't have time to pick up the clothes in the corner of the sofa, turned around and ran upstairs directly, and only dared to come down after taking a shower and getting dressed.

"You...... Why did you come to my house? ”

"Ahh Song Jiu tilted her head in response, her attention focused on her newfound drawing board.

"This is my home."

"Hmm."

Xie Futian snatched the drawing board from her hand and applied the paint to her hand very badly.

Song Jiu held his chin, and his face was quickly stained with color. She said, "My mom and your mom are good friends, so we're good friends too." ”

“…………”

"Why did you run so fast just now, you ran away before I even said hello to you." She added, "It's not polite at all." ”

Xie Futian was a little devastated, she didn't know why, he didn't have any clothes.

He remembers his mother telling him about his childhood. According to Xie Futian's mother, he may have been only about two years old at that time, and there was a guest at home, a girl. As soon as Xie Futian woke up, he ran out crookedly with his head in a small belly pocket, and was beaten back to the room by his father.

"There are girls in the house, and you run out without clothes, do you have any image!"

So Xie Fu leaned back and put on his shirt and open crotch pants, and then put on the shoes of the little yellow duck, before he trembled and dared to slowly show his face.

Later, when Xie Fu heard about this, he was thinking, he was wearing open crotch pants, so what was the difference between wearing it and not wearing it?

But soon he understood that it was not pants, it was dignity.

Ever since that incident, Xie Futian has been worried about not being able to wear clothes in front of girls casually.

Xiao Song Jiu ran out of sketchpads and felt very bored, so he got up and walked away.

"Wait." Xie Futian called out to her.

He paused before speaking, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Song Jiu." The mixture of pigments of various colors was a harsh eye on her fair skin.

The summer evening breeze was cool, blowing through the corners of her pink skirt, and the girl's eyes were clear, like a pinch of clear moonlight.

was supposed to walk over, but he turned around again and bent his eyes at him, "I'll go home first, and I'll come back to you tomorrow!" ”

Xie Futian had never seen such a smile, it was dazzling and dazzling, making people unable to take their eyes off.

He was stunned, and the paint pen in his hand fell off the hook, and his bones rolled off the drawing board.

Later, they moved out of Sakura Lane together, listening to their parents, their two families are world friends, and this reunion is like finding an old friend who has been separated for many years, until after moving to Nancheng, the two families also live in the same community, close to each other, and similar to neighbors.