Chapter010 Easy Fall.

Fortunately, Bi Chu was sleepy at that time and didn't care too much.

After slowly exhaling these three words, he continued to sleep without saying anything. was so frightened that Zhou Yu reflexively straightened his back, and when he was called up by the teacher to answer questions in class, he couldn't speak.

Later, when he mentioned this incident, Lu Chen said to him: "I forgot to tell you that Brother Achu has a light sleep." ”

Zhou Yu beat his chest and paused: "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

Lu Chen sighed lightly: "No, it's a small thing." ”

Zhou Yu hehe: "This is a trivial matter? It's a trifle! ”

Zhou was so angry that he didn't want to speak.

***

School ends on Friday afternoon.

Song Jiu was ready for the worst, even in the novel, the school would not allow Sun Yingyu to cover the sky and do whatever he wanted. She firmly believes that until the last moment, there is still hope.

A true warrior! not only dare to face the bleak life, but also dare to face the dripping blood.

Suddenly, she felt like she was a warrior herself.

I have been staying at the school for the past few days, and this is the first time Song Jiu has returned home as the original owner.

She quickly recalled the memories of "Song Jiu" in her mind. It's very vague, I can only know that the family members have parents and a younger sister, Song Shu. Three and a half years younger than her.

Song Jiu couldn't help but complain in his heart, what kind of name is this, the family is "sending wine" and "sending books".

Walking through the entrance, Song Jiu instinctively reached out and pressed the password.

After completing a series of actions, she was stunned, it turned out that she still knew the password. But when I think about it again, I really can't remember it anyway.

Unexpectedly, the light was dim, the air was quiet, and there was no one in the house.

She suspected she was in the wrong place.

Is it a mistake?

The second she turned on the light, the sudden hug and the loud voice almost drowned her out.

"Baby! Happy birthday! ”

Song Jiu blinked, "Birthday...... Is it? ”

How could she not know it herself?

"You stupid boy, are you stupid when you study?" Mother Song dragged her inside, "September 22nd, isn't it your birthday?" ”

Song Jiu was silent for a few seconds, how could she only remember that this was the autumn equinox.

Mother Song paused when she hugged her, and her eyes widened: "Why are you, Ashu?" Didn't she come back? ”

"I don't know."

It turned out that today was my sister Song Shu's birthday, and my parents recognized the wrong person.

In this world, the original owner is really miserable.

Song Jiu sighed helplessly, can this also admit mistakes? How transparent was the original owner?

Song Shu came back late because he received too many warm blessings from his classmates at school.

During dinner, Song Jiu tried to be as restrained and silent as possible, and tried not to interject if he could, so as not to reveal any flaws.

"You kid, what's not right?"

Mother Song raised her hand and probed her forehead, muttering, "I'm not sick and have a fever." ”

"I ...... I'm fine. ”

"Didn't you talk a lot before? Why don't you speak? ”

Song Jiu was stunned for two seconds, and then said, "I'm not, I'm under a lot of pressure to study, and I've been more depressed recently, so I don't talk much." ”

"You have this awareness, and it can be regarded as the ancestor who has accumulated the green smoke from the ancestral tomb." Father Song put a wine-stuffed ball in her bowl.

"If you can improve your grades, I thank God it's time to burn incense for the Buddha and Bodhisattva." Song Mu added.

“……”

Song Jiu had no chance to defend himself at all.

"You should learn more from your sister, if you can't do the questions, just ask Ashu to teach you and make up for you."

"That's right," Song Shu raised a light smile at the corner of his mouth, pure and harmless, "Sister, do you have anything to ask me more." ”

Song Jiu: "......"

Song Jiu was dumbfounded.

How little she used to love to learn! How bad her studies were before!

Sure enough, it's a small transparent character, poor learning, and no sense of existence at home.

Walking through the corridor, Song Jiu pushed open the door of his room.

Her room wasn't big, but it looked quite cosy. The pink futon is neat and clean, and there are a few fluffy dolls on it. The smell of clean laundry detergent wafts in the air.

Song Jiu sat on the edge of the bed, feeling a little sour and sad in his heart, he was inexplicably dressed in another world, and he didn't know when he would be able to go back.

She was still thinking about the important exam she had been preparing for.

And now, maybe it's been missed.

The door was pushed open, and Mother Song was holding a small box of cut cakes in her hand, "Ah Jiu, send this to Xiao Xie's house." ”

Song Jiu hesitated for a moment, "...... Xiao Xie? ”

Her memory is really overwhelmed, and the book ...... Is there such a person?

Have it?

I don't remember.

But information about him came to mind intermittently.

His family is also in this community, quite close to Song Jiu's house.

And Song's father, Song's mother, and his parents seem to have a very good relationship.

Just some general ones, but I can't remember the specific details, for example, his name.

"Don't tell me you have to do your homework too, your sister has already used this excuse just now, and it doesn't work."

Coincidentally, Song Jiu just wanted to say so.

When the words of the shirk came to his mouth, he swallowed them alive. Song Jiu had no choice but to take on this task.

When I walked out of the entrance, I heard Song's mother chanting in the back: "Xiao Xie, this child, I have been bullied by you since I was a child, and now his parents are often not at home, so we usually have to take more care of him." ”

On a summer evening, it was just after six o'clock, and the sun was still bright.

There are a few unknown small flowers blooming on the lawn, and there are pedestrians walking their dogs on the side of the road.

[Tuk tuk. 】

Song Jiu held the small gift box in one hand and raised it to knock on the door with the other.

After a while, the door opened.

The interior lights and the afterglow of the setting sun projected through the window cast on him were intertwined, half-light and half-dark.

The boy's voice was low and clear: "Ah Jiu? ”

Song Jiu thought quickly for a few seconds, but he couldn't come up with what to call him, just like his mother, "Xiao Xie"?

It always feels weird.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Xie Futian slowly leaned over her.

Song Jiu was startled, and hurriedly stuffed the small gift box in his hand in front of him.

Xie Fu tilted his hand to rub her head, but paused in mid-air for a few seconds, then turned around and took the bag in her hand.

"Someone's birthday?" His thin back was slightly bent, and his voice was low.

"Well, yes, Shu's birthday." Song Jiu replied quickly.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the back collar was grabbed, and the silence spread for two seconds, and a cold and slightly hoarse male voice came from overhead: "Don't you come in and sit?" ”

"Oh, no, no." Song Jiu was busy waving his hand.

But when I thought that she didn't even know the other party's name, I was a little unwilling.

Song Jiu's eyes raised slightly, and his eyes smiled: "That, what's your name?" ”

“……？” There was obviously a trace of consternation on Xie Futian's face, and his upper and lower lips touched, and he replied, "Xie Futian." ”

"Oh."

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just want to see if you have any amnesia."

Actually, the amnesia is obviously someone Song, okay? Of course, Song Jiu didn't say it.

Xie Fu smiled lightly: "It's okay, even if I have amnesia, I still remember that you owe me money." ”

“——！”

When the hell did this happen? How many unbearable pasts are still waiting for her to face!

Song Jiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he quickly changed the topic, "Xie Futian, a good name." ”

"You may not believe it, but it took my dad three days and three nights to consult countless ancient books and classics to come up with such a cultured and good name."

Song Jiu really didn't see where he was cultured, but he sounded quite like a "father".

"I can't remember how many times I've told you, the word 'tilt' is taken from the sentence 'Yushan dumps and is difficult to help'." Xie Fu glanced at her, "Song Jiu, can you have a little memory?" ”

"Uncle Xie is well-intentioned, it's really a good name," Song Jiu nodded and said perfunctorily, "Don't worry, I'll remember it next time." ”

"Song Jiu." Xie Futian suddenly called her.

"Huh?"

"How are you today-" Xie Futian touched his chin and looked at her thoughtfully, "What's weird?" ”

"Is there one?" Song Jiu smiled humbly, "What's the blame?" ”

"Weird cute."

Song Jiu took a breath and went down, can you finish the words!

She politely greeted her for a while before she said, "I'll go first." ”

When I returned, it was not completely dark, the night was slightly drooping, and the waning sunset burned the remnants of the clouds on the horizon into red.

At this time, Luo Qi made a phone call: "Jiujiu, come out and have fun." ”

***

Ten minutes later, Song Jiu wandered in the streets and alleys at dusk, shivering.

She probably was dizzy before agreeing to Luo Qi to come out to play.

There is no regret pill in the world.

What she really admires is herself, she can still get lost in her own turf.

Song Jiu turned the street and continued to walk forward, without any consciousness to repent and rehabilitate, since he had lost his way, he didn't care about making mistakes.

The twilight was dark, and as I turned the alley, a cool wind suddenly blew.

Song Jiu took a deep breath and continued to walk forward.

Approaching, the sound of fists smothering into flesh can be heard at the mouth of the alley, accompanied by slightly indistinct swear words.

Song Jiu immediately stopped, pinched the knuckles of the bellflower skirt and tightened it, and after a few seconds, it was released again.

In the end, I couldn't walk away as if nothing happened.

I took out my phone and carefully pressed the "1" word.

"What are you doing?"

The people inside had already walked up to her at some point.

Move so fast! There's no footsteps yet, is he—is he a ghost?

Song Jiu's eyes were closed, and his shoulders began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

Just one step away, the tip of Song Jiu's nose could catch a bit of his unique breath in the air. Like a pine forest after snow, the crispness is mixed with a hint of coolness. Coupled with the previous voice, it is very familiar.

Song Jiu frowned slightly, and was in a trance for a moment, then he opened his eyes and raised his gaze slightly.

She looked up, a glint in her eyes.

Song Jiu, who was originally frightened, suddenly relaxed, and couldn't suppress a little excitement.

From this angle, you can see the boy's delicate and sharp Adam's apple and tight jawline. The black hooded sweatshirt covers his hair, revealing only his cold-skinned face. There is a layer of pale light around his body, and he has the same ability to snatch souls as the manga man!

It's just that his eyes are a little cold, like a pool of stagnant water.

But this did not prevent Song Jiu from appreciating beauty, she stared at Bi Chu directly, without blinking her eyes, and was engrossed.

Bi Chu lowered his gaze, his eyes were cold: "Have you seen enough?" ”

"......" Song Jiu smiled in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled, "You look so good today." ”

As soon as the words came out, Song Jiu knew what the words were not meaningful, what the hell is this expression! When a person becomes a nymphomaniac, he will really become stupid.

"I'm sorry, but I'm looking good every day." His eyes were pitch black, as if they were filled with ink, but his tone was very calm, "But it shouldn't have anything to do with you." ”

The atmosphere was extremely embarrassing, and Song Jiu suddenly had the urge to crash headlong into the wall, so she turned around and ran.

But it didn't work out as she hoped.

In the next second, Song Jiu was directly pressed to the wall.