chapter046 It's so bitter.

The cold wind was as cold as a blade, whistling through the streets. The lights of the shops on both sides of the road were still flashing, and the traffic was scattered, but the night was like a huge black net, getting deeper and deeper, and hanging over the sky.

A gust of wind blew mercilessly, like the roar of a wild beast. The hair of the two people on the side of the road was a little messy.

Song Jiu sighed into the palm of his hand and continued to help Bi Chu around.

"I remember the last time I seemed to be passing through this street." She pulled Bi Chu, "You...... Do you still have an impression? ”

“…………”

Bi Chu tilted his head and was silent, for a long time.

Traffic whistled by on both sides of the road, leaving behind an illusory gust of wind. Perhaps because he really didn't have the strength to go any further, Song Jiu simply dragged Bi Chu to sit on the bench at the nearby bus stop.

Bi Chu leaned on the railing behind him, looking at her with thin eyelids, and his slender eyes revealed a slight incomprehensible cold texture.

The faint smell of wine on the young man's body was blown away by the wind, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Song Jiu raised one hand against his chin and asked, "Do you still know who you are?" ”

“…… Bi Chu. His lips pursed slightly, but his eyes were a little hollow.

Song Jiu felt that the situation was not too bad, fortunately, he still had the consciousness to know who he was.

"And where is your home?"

Perhaps you can try to get an effective message with a silky smooth meaning.

Sure enough, Bi Chu reported the address.

Song Jiu took a taxi on the side of the road, pushing and pulling him into the car, and in this difficult process, Bi Chu's head bumped on the car door.

The driver looked through the rearview mirror with a slightly strange look.

Song Jiu fixed Bi Chu's hand, half explaining and half urging: "My brother is drunk, and my mother is in a hurry to let me send him back, master, can you drive faster?" ”

This time and again had to delay a lot of time, and she had to go back before the curfew, and the time was a little tight.

A little doubt on the driver's brow spread, "Okay." ”

Soon arrived at the gate of the community, Song Jiu helped Bi Chu upstairs, walked to the entrance, and made another difficulty. She didn't have the key to Bi Chu's house, so she couldn't go in at all.

She let go of Bi Chu and gasped. He leaned his back against the wall, and slowly slid down, and downward, until finally he sat down against the corner, his eyes barely open, but very empty, and his eyes kept staring ahead, not knowing what he was looking at. Song Jiu shook his hand in front of his eyes, but he still kept that posture, motionless.

Although she wanted to throw this guy in front of his house for a night, Song Jiu still squatted down and kept her eyes level with him, and she asked tentatively, "Do you know where the key to your house is?" ”

I didn't expect him to be able to answer. It's just that I can't bear to let him squat in the corner of the door like this for the night, in this case, he will definitely be sick tomorrow morning.

Song Jiu just asked casually with the mentality of giving it a try.

I didn't expect Bi Chu to really react.

Not only that, but he also took the initiative to take out the key from the pocket of his clothes and spread it out in the palm of his hand.

His eyes were empty and his emotions were faint, and he stretched out his hand straight, "Here." ”

Song Jiu couldn't laugh or cry, he had such a calm and honest attitude, yes...... Is it serious?

It would be too dangerous to get drunk in the future and give your keys to others so easily.

Song Jiu opened the door of the entrance and helped him in.

As in the last impression, it is a simple decoration style, the interior structure is simple, there are not many furnishings, and the curtains are also tightly drawn, which looks a little empty.

There is a cup of coffee that has been cooled on the island, and a layer of delicate and clean coffee foam sticks to the wall of the cup.

Reluctantly, he took Bi Chu to the sofa and sat down, and pulled out a blanket to cover him. Song Jiu shook off his almost sore hand, pinched his shoulders and moved his muscles and bones, and prepared to go back.

But when he turned around, he grabbed his wrist.

Song Jiu was in pain, leaned back unsteadily, and sat on the sofa all of a sudden.

She turned her head sideways to look at Bi Chu, unable to untie his clenched hand.

The light was soft, smudged on his cold eyebrows and eyes, and his side face became more and more handsome and indifferent, with a clear temperament. But he grabbed her wrist like a scoundrel.

Bi Chu lowered his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "...... It's bitter. ”

"Huh?" Song Jiu blinked, stunned by his endless words, "What...... So bitter? ”

"Beer is bitter." He licked his lips, his voice slightly hoarse.

Song Jiu had drunk a little beer before, but he didn't feel that bitter.

She patiently pulled out a strawberry-flavored jelly from her pocket that she had bought at the commissary.

There should have been candy, but she ate it.

She put the jelly in his other hand, "Eating jelly may not be bitter." ”

The sweet, jelly flavor will mask the taste of beer in your mouth.

But his hand seemed to have been picked by someone and had no strength, and as soon as the jelly was put into his palm, the bones rolled to the ground because of gravity.

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

She bent down to pick it up and helped him tear open the wrapper, and a little jelly water spilled out.

"Quick, open your mouth, it's delicious."

Bi Chu seemed to be completely immersed in another dazed and unknown world, and he looked at her blankly with raised eyebrows, his eyes roaming back and forth over her face, as if looking for some answer.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Song Jiu shook the jelly in front of his eyes, "Didn't you say bitter?" ”

“…………”

"Hurry up, I'm out of time."

The other party was like a wooden man who had been frozen, staring at a certain place in a daze, his eyes tired, abrupt and quiet. Just don't give her a response.

"If you don't eat it, then I'll eat it." Song Jiu brought the jelly close to his lips, "It's a waste if you take it apart." ”

“…………”

Song Jiu really planned to eat it, she bit half of the flesh, then bit the whole one out of the shell, and was about to swallow it in one bite.

But in the next second, someone raised his hand to hold the back of his neck, his head was forced to lean forward, accompanied by a cold breath, the sweet jelly taste and the slightly bitter beer taste spread between his lips and teeth, Song Jiu was shocked and subconsciously hid backwards, helplessly being firmly controlled by him holding the back of his neck.

Biting lightly, his lips touched and parted, and half of the jelly that was originally bitten by Song Jiu was snatched away by Bi Chu.

Song Jiu gasped slightly, her earlobes were already red, and she looked at Bi Chu who seemed to be biting the jelly meat in her mouth with great satisfaction, she sniffed, lowered her head and broke Bi Chu's hand little by little, "Okay, it shouldn't be bitter now." ”

She had just gotten up, and she was pulled back and sat down.

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

So can I go back now?

"Is there anything else you can do?" She was a little helpless and pointed to her watch, "Look, it's late, and the school is about to close." ”

The implication is, look at this point in time, can I go back?

Bi Chu didn't speak for a long time, and after that, he finally spit out a sentence: "...... It's bitter. ”

Song Jiu: "............" What should I do!!

Bi Chu had already finished eating the jelly, licked the tip of his tongue over the little remaining sweetness on his lips, squinted at her, and his voice was low and muffled, with a slightly drunk nasal voice: "I want to." ”

Song Jiu sighed, took out another jelly from his pocket, and helped him tear it open.

So, all of Song Jiu's snacks tonight, three jellies, were all eaten by Bi Chu.

It was finally quiet for a while.

Song Jiu looked at the time that passed little by little, but his heart was like a hurry.

Another muffled whisper came: "...... It's bitter. ”

Song Jiu ignored it directly this time, planning to slip away directly while he was not paying attention, and take a step back.

After moving a little, she was grabbed by her wrist and pulled back, this time she was pulled directly into his arms, the tip of her nose touched her warm chest, and she was hit and snorted.

Song Jiu hurriedly grabbed the edge of the sofa and withdrew, rubbing the tip of his nose.

Obviously unconscious, how can she still have such a keen insight into her small movements?

The cold light in the living room cast a slight shadow on the side of his face, his eyelashes drooped, and his dark eyes were almost natural.

He dragged a long note and said slowly: "...... It's bitter. ”

It's still the same sentence!

Can he—can he be normal?

"............" Song Jiu was about to cry, "Woo woo, don't say that, please, don't torture me anymore, I'm so bitter, okay, we are all so bitter, more bitter than Coptis chinensis." ”

Song Jiu turned out his pocket and showed him, "Look, it's gone, it's really gone, it's not a little bit gone." ”

Bi Chu seemed to stare at Song Jiu with a little unwillingness for a few seconds, and after figuring out this fact, he said in a low voice: "Oh." ”

"Otherwise, you stay here obediently, and I'll buy it for you, okay?"

Song Jiu now really regrets why she went to the commissary to buy snacks to eat, and why she gave love to help the drunk teenager on the side of the road go home.

It's really hard.

"Nope." There was a hint of firmness in his calm voice.

"Why not?" Song Jiu wanted to say that she wouldn't run away again.

Although, there is a real high probability that she will run away, even she herself is not sure.

As a result, Bi Chu gave her an answer directly in the next second.

"You're going to run away."

............ "Wow, you know me."

"In my heart—"

Bi Chu still lowered his eyes, paused, and took a long time before taking the next sentence: "...... It's so bitter. ”

Song Jiu was stunned for a moment, is the big guy with infinite scenery on the surface, but in fact, there is a lot of pressure to be the leader?

She blinked: "What then?" ”

Bi Chu was silent for two seconds, raised his eyes, his eyes were dark but he couldn't find focus, the corners of his mouth drooped, looking innocent and aggrieved: "I don't know." ”

“…………”

Song Jiu glanced at the time, it's over, it's already past the time of the curfew, and now it's sure that he can't go back.

Song Jiu looked at Bi Chu again, he was still there motionless and quietly leaning on the sofa, looking a little dull and a little well-behaved.

However, his wrist was still clutched tightly by him, and there were red marks on it.

Song Jiu yawned and tried to explain to him that it was night and he had to sleep. And then it was very difficult to pull his fingers little by little.

There was no emotion on Qingjun's face, there was no focus in his eyes, but he nodded subconsciously, and Bi Chu's voice was hoarse: "Okay." ”

Song Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, he still had some sense to be able to communicate in his current appearance.

He looked sluggish and serious, and his eyes sank: "Together, sleep." ”