Chapter Ninety-Eight
Her voice was soft and glutinous, but it hit his heart word by word.
Who is Zhu and who is Mo?
Song Zhu saw the young man bow his head and laugh softly.
He lifted his hand, took her shoulder, and pulled the man into his arms.
“……?”
Song Zhu was subconsciously startled and wanted to push him away, but he couldn't help but pause when he noticed the stiffness of his body.
"What's wrong with you? Xie Jue? ”
She asked him softly.
Obviously he was holding her, obviously he was much taller than her.
But at this moment, Song Zhu clearly felt that he was trembling a little.
She hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand and put it on his back, patting him as if encouraging.
"I'm here."
This gesture seemed to give strength to the other party, and the boy's breathing visibly stagnated for a moment, and then a slightly hoarse voice sounded in her ears.
"Song Zhu, I once told you that I like you, that sentence still counts. I know I can't be with you yet, then...... At least let me try to catch up with you. ”
"I want to take care of you, and I want to listen to you and do it."
"Give me a chance to get better."
"Huh?"
The summer breeze blew gently, and his voice seemed to be mixed with the wind, not as enthusiastic and sincere as last time, just a plain sentence, but it made Song Zhu have a moment of trance.
The big boy, the one who has always been cold to everything, doesn't even get a good ending to the end of this story.
He never did anything wrong, and the grievances of the previous generation didn't let him go as if they had deliberately chosen this boy.
But he was only a teenager.
yes, that's just a story.
Song Zhu blinked, and she suddenly felt that since she had come to this world, it was already an accident, so why couldn't she create another accident because of her?
Now that she has met herself, she doesn't want the tragedy in that story to really happen in front of her eyes, Xie Jue shouldn't have such a life because of the mistakes of the previous generation.
She really felt sorry for him.
Looking at him, it's like seeing yourself stumbling and walking in the mud in your previous life.
"Okay."
The voice was almost inaudible, but Xie Jue still keenly caught the word.
He looked down in some surprise, and saw the girl's reddish eyes, and her fawn-like eyes looking up at him with the same concentration and seriousness.
"Xie Jue, let's get better together."
There are countless people in the world who are fascinated by the glorious pearl, and even pearl divers risk their lives just to get it.
And now, she's found a pearl wrapped in grit that blooms with a little polishing and shines amazingly.
This pearl will be forged by her own hands.
This is also the only chance, Xie Jue, this is the only hope I have left for myself.
There was no decisive refusal, no words of disgust, and it was just a sudden desire to say those words, but these were enough to surprise Xie Jue.
"Okay, I promise you."
In his eyes, there was a firmness that had never been felt before.
Since that day, in the past few days, Xie Jue no longer has half-heartedness when he is studying, and he will do his best to complete whatever tasks Song Zhu assigns him, and he has not complained or thought of any crooked ways.
Song Zhu looked at Xie Jue, who was struggling with those books, he was still full of energy.
She also seems to have some strength, the power to survive in this world that doesn't seem real.
Xie Jue was originally very sensitive to the people around him, even though he was very tired in the past few days, he still clearly felt that Song Zhu was a little different from before.
"Hey, what are you doing? It's a waste of time to look at me like that, and if you can't finish writing these topics, you won't want to eat! ”
As soon as Song Zhu put down the pen in his hand, he collided with Xie Jue's eyes.
The two of them have gotten along very closely these days, and they have some kind of tacit understanding, but they won't be able to say this at this time, and they can't feel any embarrassment at every turn.
"It's not a waste of time, you're not the same as before."
Hearing this, Song Zhu became a little interested, propped his arms on the table, and looked serious: "Then tell me, what's different about me?" If you can't tell why, you have to be careful. ”
Xie Jue looked at the little face with a hint of provocation, a little helpless, but he really had to organize the language, and he couldn't say anything different for a while.
"I don't know, but I think you're a little happier than before."
"Poof, isn't it possible that I've been crying all the time? Or do you keep losing your face? ”
She blinked, thinking that she didn't seem to have had a face all day.
Xie Jue shook his head.
He stared at her face carefully for a long time before lowering his eyes and speaking lightly, "You look more real." ”
Song Zhu was stunned when he heard these words.
It was a long time before she curled her eyes and laughed.
She may understand Xie Jue's feelings.
It may be that there is a comrade-in-arms who struggles together, and the efficiency of the two of them is much higher, and the little fruit that Song Zhu went to cut halfway through, in the end, the two of them did not move.
At 1:00 in the morning, the two of them finally finished work, Song Zhu rubbed his somewhat sore neck: "Eh, tomorrow is Saturday, why don't we all have a day off, and continue on the weekend, so that when we go to school on Monday, our attention can also be concentrated." ”
Although Xie Jue really wants to study hard now, and he can relax when he hears it, his eyes still light up instantly, and the discomfort of staying up late has dissipated a lot.
After Song Zhu got up and washed up briefly, he came out of the living room and found that Xie Jue was still maintaining the posture just now, and the books on the table had not been cleaned up.
"What's wrong? I'm fine, you go wash up first. ”
"It's not."
Looking at Xie Jue's look of wanting to speak and stopping, Song Zhu burst out laughing, "I said, what's wrong with you?" If you have something, hurry up and say, where is the extremely cold Xie Jue I knew in the past, could it be that I was eaten by those books on your table? ”
Boys, there will always be some competitive mentality, no matter what it is. Originally, Xie Jue was a little embarrassed, but now that he was ridiculed like this, all those embarrassed psychology were left behind, and he said as soon as he closed his eyes.