chapter045 Pull it over.

Because Song Jiu used to always see Shen Jiaheng with them, but now that there is suddenly one less person, it feels a little strange.

Song Jiu remembered that the position next to her was empty all day today.

Sure enough, Lu Chen replied: "He, it seems that there is something going on at home." ”

I didn't come to school, so it seems normal that I don't eat dinner near the school.

Before leaving, Su Qi said that next week was her birthday and wanted to invite Song Jiu to play with her, but Song Jiu said yes. In front of the fork in the corridor, Song Jiu waved goodbye to them, Su Qi and Lu Chen responded, and even Zhou Yu, who was lying on Lu Chen's shoulder, said goodbye in a daze.

Only Bi Chu acted as if he hadn't heard it, his eyes were light, and there seemed to be faintly visible broken ice floating between his thin eyebrows, which made people feel that they were not easy to get along.

Then he turned around and walked away, saying nothing.

Song Jiu's hand was still in mid-air for a few seconds, and then he withdrew his hand stupidly. I don't understand, where did I offend him, or really have a weird temper.

***

In the middle of the night, it was as dark as an impermeable iron wall, the sky was black and blue, and the dark clouds covered it, and there was not a faint star.

The cold night breeze can't help but make people want to shrink. Song Jiu closed the window tightly, but there was still a little wind coming in from the corridor.

The lights have been turned off in a school building opposite, which is the classroom of a high school freshman. And this side is still brightly lit. Piles of books pressed down on the table, like an invisible mountain that could not measure its weight, and people were overwhelmed. Those books are almost rotten when they are turned over, but what they remembered last moment will be forgotten again after a while.

Song Jiu glanced at the time, twenty-two thirty. There is still a quarter of an hour before the end of the evening self-study time of the third year of high school.

She yawned, rubbed her sour eyes, and continued to work on English exercises.

After the evening self-study, because I wanted to find a notebook to go back to, I spent a long time in the belly of the table, and almost all the things placed in the place were moved, and only then did I find the thread-bound book with the cover rolled up in the corner.

As soon as the bell rang, the classroom was like a drop of water splashed into the oil pot, and began to make a fuss, as if the people who were deeply oppressed in the old era turned over one day and became the masters, and saw the blue sky in the liberated area.

Because of the delay in finding something, Song Jiu fell behind, and he was almost the last to walk out of the classroom.

"Song Jiu, remember to turn off the lights and close the door when you are the last to go!" The squad leader threw the bag over his shoulder and reminded her.

"Okay."

She turned off the lights, locked the classroom door, and pulled the neckline of her clothes a little higher in the hallway before walking out with her neck curled.

The street lights on both sides of the campus road are soft, and the night is not so rich.

The lights in the commissary supermarket were still on, and she planned to buy a snack before the supermarket closed. There are also some classmates shopping inside.

The road to the dormitory building from there was a little bend, and after buying something, Song Jiu opened a piece of candy and put it in his mouth.

The cool breeze floated and whistled by a few leaves, and there was a slight rattling sound in the bushes.

Song Jiu's footsteps paused, and at first he thought that someone had a puppy or a kitten in there. I didn't care, and continued to walk.

But.

"Ahem...... Scold....... ”

With a hoarse voice mixed with a hint of mint-cool tobacco, it's obvious that it's a person. Combined with the dark environment around him, Song Jiu was a little worried, and for a while, his mind was full of some horror stories he had seen before.

There is no cold light in the towering dark forest, there is no sun all year round, black birds and beasts are flying, and it is the place where the legendary evil spirits gather. The thick lines of the stick figure outline the eerie smiling face, which is vivid and profound. Song Jiu blinked, and there was this scene in front of him.

This trail in particular is barely deserted.

Song Jiu's heart was beating violently, she shouted, "Ah", turned around and planned to run over and take another road.

Suddenly, an outstretched hand grabbed her thin ankle.

Song Jiu was startled again, his heart was in his throat, but he couldn't shake it off his feet. The tight and warm touch came, not the horror of cold and cold, and her feet were not cut off by a "crunch".

It's a little bit different from what I imagined.

Song Jiu came back to his senses and felt that his reaction was a little too intense, a little stupid, how could there be any demons.

When you look closely, the hand is clearly clean and slender, slender and bony, and the nails are neatly trimmed. The skin is very thin, and you can see the faint green tendons on the back of the hand as you move, and there is a small pale mole on the tiger's mouth.

The good-looking degree of this hand is beyond Song Jiu's imagination, and the more you look at it, the more familiar it feels.

She simply crouched down and tried to break the hand.

"That, classmate, you let go, you grab my feet."

“………… Belch. ”

"What are you doing in this bush?"

“…… Go to bed. ”

An impatient hanger's voice, lazy and uncle, particularly familiar.

A not-so-clear guess surfaced in Song Jiu's mind.

She leaned forward slightly, pulling a hole in the bushes.

You can see a person lying inside, his hands and feet stretched out so widely, and his feet are propped into the gaps between the branches and leaves. In a dark environment, it is difficult to see specific expressions. According to the outline of the facial features, the lines are outlined, and a good skin can be distinguished.

The Adam's apple is rolling, the jaw line is angular, and there is a shallow smile in the eyebrows.

Song Jiu was stunned for a moment, "...... Bi Chu? ”

"Hmm." He lay down, his voice low and indistinct.

"What are you doing here?"

Song Jiu didn't realize this question at all, she had actually asked it just now, and only noticed the boy's lazy and casual posture.

Bi Chu didn't seem to mind answering again.

He slowly raised his eyebrows, sat up with his arms propped up, and looked at her: "Sleep...... And-"

He hiccuped, his eyes were lazy and empty, he picked up the beer with one hand and raised it to his lips to take a sip, tilted his head up, and his Adam's apple slid up and down.

"Look at the stars."

Song Jiu looked up at the sky. Bright night is dark, the clouds are black, where are the stars?

Bi Chu slowly looked sideways, licked his lips and looked at her, and laughed suddenly: "You want to come over-"

He stretched out his hand to her and spread out his palm, "Let's see it together?" ”

Song Jiu was stunned for a few seconds: "............"

She suddenly understood that Bi Chu seemed to be drunk.

"It's late, shall we go back and look at the stars?"

"Let's watch it together?" He shook his hand, bowed slightly, his eyelids drooped, slightly narrowed double eyelids, and the tail of the eyes closed in an arc.

Although Song Jiu wanted to say no, his hand was still slowly stretched over, and his hand was cold.

In the next second, she was dragged by a sudden aggravated pull, her center of gravity was unstable, and the whole person rushed forward.

Her head bumped against his shoulder, and she felt like she was being wrapped around her arms from behind.

I was a little stiff for a while, and I didn't dare to move.

It wasn't until Bi Chu turned around and put his arm on her ear that Song Jiu was still stunned, and he was shocked that he didn't completely come back to his senses.

"Why are you so light?" The black hair fell in front of his forehead, he lowered his eyes, and chuckled casually, "I pulled it over." ”

She could feel the warm sound of breath in her ears, which made Song Jiu come back to her senses suddenly, and she took advantage of Bi Chu's slight movement to get up and move away, bypassing his arm and standing up dexterously.

also raised one of Bi Chu's arms and pulled him up as well, "Are you drunk?" ”

He turned his head, raised his eyebrow bone slightly, paused for a moment, and said in a low voice, "It seems to ...... Be. ”

The cold wind blew Song Jiu shivered, and helped him walk a few steps, "Aren't you cold here?" ”

Bi Chu was still holding a can of beer in his hand, raising it to his lips, swaying it leisurely, and spilling a lot.

Song Jiu took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped it under his neckline. I don't know where the courage came from, but she was still very afraid of death and tried to take the canned beer from his hand.

Unexpectedly, he didn't seem to have much strength in his hand, and he was defenseless, so he was easily followed. Song Jiu threw it into the trash can next to him.

"I want to try." His head tilted, his brow furrowed slightly, and his chest trembled slightly, "Will it be so cold that you lose consciousness?" ”

Song Jiu: ".................."

Do you want to try to freeze to death?

"Why?" Song Jiu asked.

He usually seems to be quite normal.

"I'm so pathetic."

Bi Chu put his head on Song Jiu's shoulder, and because of this action, his whole body bent down slightly, revealing a lazy sense of fatigue. Song Jiu also saw his expression clearly, the eyes that usually carried a cold and angry air when he didn't speak, were cold and dark, and the tails of his eyes were actually slightly red at this moment.

At one time, she felt a negative emotion called loneliness and despair from him. His eyelids drooped, the corners of his mouth strained down, and the whole person looked inexplicably sad.

"I've always felt like I was a very poor child." A hoarse voice overflowed from his throat, and his tone was straight.

"Huh?" Song Jiu didn't understand why he was pitiful. She could only pat him on the back and comfort, "No, you're not pitiful. ”

"They don't understand me at all, and they force me to do things I don't like."

Although he didn't know what happened to him, Song Jiu didn't ask much, after all, it was someone else's privacy. Can't let him wander around the campus all the time, Song Jiu decided to send him home.

"I'm so pathetic." Under the street lamp, he was still reading this sentence against the light.

"Where's your phone?"

Song Jiu planned to make a phone call to contact his family.

"Thrown."

“…………”

"Oh."

Song Jiu came out late, and it was already late for school at night, and there were not many people on the road, and there were a few sparse people. Bi Chu's long body almost completely covered her, and the two of them were a little dazzling walking on the road, and she could even feel a few different glances projected when passing by the doorman.

Bi Chu does not stay, and the last time he went to the small apartment he rented nearby.

However, Song Jiu has never had the most basic talent in the sense of direction, and after the two of them swayed for more than ten minutes, Song Jiu found that they seemed to be lost.