chapter031 Floating light.

The rain is getting lighter, but it still knocks on the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the sound is clearly audible.

The sound was so dense that it felt a little suffocating.

Song Jiu's head buzzed briefly, froze there for a while, swept over Bi Chu with an incredulous gaze, and then retracted his gaze.

Thin rays of light hit him, spreading a soft halo around him.

Bi Chu's expression was very calm, he yawned calmly and lazily, and took a cup of hot water to Song Jiu, "There are no ginger slices or anything, just drink hot water." ”

Song Jiu took it and let out a low "oh", unable to tell whether the inexplicable words before were hallucinations or what he really said.

The light in the room was a little dim, Bi Chu turned on the morning light, and Song Jiu pointed to the wardrobe behind him: "There are clean clothes inside, let's just change them down and wear them, don't catch a cold when you wet your clothes." ”

With that, he turned and walked out and closed the door.

Putting the water cup on the table, Song Jiu parted the wet hair sticking to his forehead, and sat for a while.

It's also too easy to mislead people, and I directly said that I was worried that I would catch a cold in the rain, so I couldn't change my clothes.

As the night fell, a faint blue light cast from behind the half-drawn curtains.

Song Jiu got up and closed all the curtains.

She opened the wardrobe, there were shirts and T-shirts with short sleeves, the clothes were not much, and even the colors were monotonous and simple, all of them were either white or black.

She tapped her fingertips across it, and finally chose a black short-sleeved one, which was thicker and not easy to see.

It also has a faint smell of laundry detergent on it.

After a while, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Are you alright?"

"Hmm." Song Jiu opened the door, "Okay." ”

The black short-sleeved shirt was more than a size bigger on her, and it looked baggy, and the length could cover the base of the leg.

Underneath is a pair of slender and well-proportioned legs, the skin of which is lined with black and becomes more slender and fair, with a visual fragrance.

Song Jiu pulled the hem of his clothes down a little, and swallowed warmly: "I didn't find the pants." ”

Bi Chu faintly retracted his gaze, took the clothes she had changed into his hand, and touched his neck: "I'll go find it." ”

He then remembered that there was nothing else to wear in this temporary place except a few changes of clothes, especially trousers.

He went to the balcony to take a look around and took off a pair of gray sweatpants.

The sweatpants were also much larger on the girl's body, and the hem of the pants hung loosely, and she rolled up the hem of the pants a few times, revealing only a small white ankle.

In short, Bi Chu's physique can wrap her whole around more than once.

Song Jiu sat on the sofa and sipped his saliva, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt a strong sense of frustration.

Bi Chu didn't know where to take out a thick exercise book and spread it out on the small table in front of her.

It's so thick, so thick that it's almost piled up into a hill.

"This ...... So much? Song Jiu looked at the stack of homework without blinking, with a sad expression.

"It's okay," Bi Chu leaned back and raised one eyebrow bone, "There are still some that haven't been taken out." ”

And also? There are still !!

Song Jiu had just tried to project a reluctant gaze, but was knocked back by Bi Chu's indifferent and cold eyes.

Yes. Big brother, you're amazing. You're the best.

"Why, didn't you say that you want to thank me for repaying me, and I won't admit it so soon?"

He squinted slightly, his voice sounding lazy.

For the first time, Song Jiu felt that Chu Meiren had suddenly lost her charm.

Slowly, slowly, she caressed the stacks of homework books that were piled up like hills, and there was a layer of vague grief in her eyes, and the grief was long.

"But that's a little too much."

She muttered softly, but Bi Chu heard it clearly, he raised his eyebrows slightly, stared at her and smiled for a moment: "It's okay, don't worry, you can do it slowly." ”

Song Jiu's scalp was a little numb.

Bi Chu didn't say anything more, he walked out, and after a while, he pushed the door in again, holding a Band-Aid in his hand.

"Come here." He sat on the sofa and beckoned at Song Jiu.

Song Jiu was writing hard at his desk at this time, entangled with his pile of homework.

The light of the small table lamp is warm-colored, shining on the side of the girl's face, which makes her skin white and delicate. Her head tilted forward slightly, her eyes focused, the tip of her pen slicing across the paper, making a rattling sound.

"Oh."

Song Jiu answered, put down the pen, shook his hand, and walked towards him.

The sofa on the side of me sinks a little, and you can feel the temperature rise.

Bi Chu just turned around, and the tight leg line inadvertently touched her when she moved, and her skin was a little hot.

There was a bit of ambiguity in the air.

The half-raised hand that was holding the band-aid stopped in mid-air.

He pulled up Song Jiu's palm, put a band-aid on her hand, rolled lightly in his Adam's apple, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Make it yourself." ”

Song Jiu looked at the blue-white band-aid that was inexplicably stuffed into his hand and was also printed with a very cute white rabbit pattern, and was stunned for a while.

This pattern is so familiar. It should be a new product of a series of white rabbit toffee that came out a while ago.

She took it in her hand and looked at it, but she couldn't see why he suddenly gave it to her.

Bi Chu pointed to his forehead, "Wet from the rain." ”

After being in a trance for a few seconds, Song Jiu remembered the wound on his forehead, but now he didn't feel anything, and it didn't hurt at all.

She almost forgot that she had been hit by a ball.

She raised her hand and fumbled around her head, her fingertips touching the edge of the wet band-aid, slowly tearing it off.

That's when I felt a subtle pain. The oozing red blood was glaring on the smooth forehead.

"Do you have a mirror?"

You can't see the specific location, and it's hard to stick it accurately.

Bi Chu didn't speak, and directly took the things in her hand again.

"Huh."

Before Song Jiu could speak, he felt that his head was taken forward, and then he tilted his head, and then there was a cold feeling covering it, and it was a little comfortable.

A phone call came, Song Jiu picked it up, and it was Song's mother calling.

She glanced at Bi Chu, then lowered her voice a little.

But he still couldn't hide the loud voice over there.

"Song Jiu! Where did you run so late, why didn't you go home! ”

Go home?

Song Jiu suddenly remembered that it was Friday.

She didn't dare to tell Song Mu about being smashed by the ball and being knocked unconscious, for fear that she would be worried.

After these days of getting along, she seems to have gradually felt that although Song's mother is usually stricter, like most mothers, she still loves her children very much, and she can feel it.

She had to hesitate for a long time before explaining: "I ...... I was discussing a topic with my classmates and accidentally lost track of time. ”

"Classmates? Which classmate? ”

"That's it...... It's Luo Qi. ”

I don't know if she usually mentioned Luo Qi to Mother Song, Song Jiu held her breath, and thought about how to explain it later.

"That's right."

It seems that Mother Song knows about Luo Qi, and Song Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

However, it was very inappropriate, Bi Chu coughed in a low voice.

There was a brief silence for a few seconds.

Song Jiu obviously felt the strange atmosphere hidden on the other end of the phone.

She glanced at Bi Chu a little sadly, and made a neck wiping movement with her palms flat on the side.

Bi Chu paused for a moment in his hand to play the game, and snorted and laughed lowly.

The threat is ineffective.

Song Jiu pulled up his slippers and walked away a few steps, simply staying away from him.

"Wait, why do you have a boy's voice over there?"

didn't have time to hesitate, Song Jiu almost blurted out: "Ah, just now, that's Luo Qi's younger brother, the child is playful, and he caught a cold." ”

Fortunately, Song Jiu reacted quickly, she remembered that Luo Qi mentioned to her that she had a younger brother, who was a few years younger than her.

"That's right."

Struck while the iron was hot, Song Jiu seized the opportunity and continued: "Okay, Mom, I'll go back, go back immediately, hang up first." ”

Then she pressed the phone.

On the other side, Bi Chu had already brought her dried clothes, and Song Jiu was about to reach over to take them, but he raised them with one hand as if he was playful.

Song Jiu jumped up and jumped up, but he still couldn't reach it.

It's too bullying.

Song Jiu simply stopped struggling, she slowly turned back to pack her schoolbag, carried it on her back, and walked past Bi Chu without squinting, her hand on the doorknob was just about to exert herself.

Someone suddenly lifted her back, and she was almost lifted.

With an empty shoulder, Bi Chu directly took off her schoolbag.

Song Jiu looked back angrily, he frowned lightly, with a lazy smile in his eyes, and one finger hooked the schoolbag belt as if it was playful.

Damn it.

Why is Chu Meiren getting more and more annoying? Is this still the cold and taignant Kaolin Flower Chu Meiren from before?

must have been infected by Shen Jiaheng.

Song Jiu pursed his lips and thought.

"Don't you?" Bi Chu lightly tapped his head.

"Don't."

Song Jiu walked back angrily.

The back collar was hooked again, and he was stunned to take a few steps back.

"You go back like this, aren't you afraid of being stripped of your skin?"

"You won't give it to me." Song Jiu was puffed up, like a little pufferfish.

Bi Chu chuckled under his breath and licked the corners of his lips, "Okay, here you go." ”

He put his clothes on Song Jiu's head, which could cover her face.

"Who did you just call, brother? Well? ”

Song Jiu pulled and ripped off his clothes, and pushed him out angrily: "Get out." ”

She couldn't understand how a good cold character could collapse if it collapsed.

The hands of the hour clock tick to seven o'clock.

In fact, it is not too late, the lights of thousands of homes are already lit up outside, and the traffic is coming and going.

As soon as Song Jiu opened the door, he bumped into Su Qi, who was raising his hand to ring the doorbell outside.

The girl's eyes were wide open, her complexion was white in the light, but the light in her eyes seemed to be extinguished, her lips moved, and she did not speak.

"You...... Why are you here? ”

Song Jiu just wanted to answer, but Bi Chu happened to come out too, and his brows furrowed slightly: "Ah Qi, why are you here?" ”

Su Qi was silent, raised her eyes to look at Bi Chu, I have to say, she is really good-looking, her pale cheeks seem to glow, and a pair of clear Lingling's eyes seem to be filled with a lake reflecting the moonlight.

Aunt Bi said...... She asked me to call you back. ”

Again, the opening sentence that has not changed for thousands of years. From the time he remembered, Su Qi would always say a sentence when he came to him: "Aunt Bi said ......"

Is she Bi Wenran's little follower or his little follower?

Bi Chu laughed, it could also be Bi Wenran's secret monitor.