Seeing that Lu Xiang's mobile phone kept ringing, Nie Zhao asked casually: "Who?" ”

Lu Xiang raised his head: "Luo Yuxun." ”

She scratched her hair, "I thought he wouldn't pay attention to me." ”

Who knew that he actually went to buy a book to read, and didn't send her a message until he finished reading it.

"Let's go, let's go eat."

On the way, Lu Xiang said suddenly: "Do you still know Jiang Han? He recommended me for that job, and he also worked part-time at that store. ”

Nie Zhao said "um".

"So what are you going to do this winter vacation?"

Nie Zhao didn't reply to her words, thought for a while, but asked, "If you feel guilty about someone, how will you make up for them?" ”

Lu Xiang seriously pondered this question: "Then it depends on what consequences you have caused to the other party, and what has he lost after this incident?" ”

What was lost?

Nie Zhao moved his lips and said, "Then what if, there is no way to make up for what has been lost?" ”

"Is it so serious?" Lu Xiang said, "Then do your best, God has its own will." ”

***

After Lu Xiang went to work, he went out early and returned late almost every day, and for a long time, if Nie Zhao hadn't taken the initiative to go to the fast food restaurant to find her, there would have been no chance of meeting her.

Recently, he entered the registration stage for the college entrance examination, and Nie Zhao knew where Lu Xiang wanted to go, so he didn't bother to ask her about her registration.

As for Nie Zhao, it was difficult for her score to get into a low-end university, and she never thought of going to college.

She has nothing to do every day, and she has nothing to do, Zhaorui sent her WeChat, and Nie Zhao didn't pay attention.

In the evening, Nie Zhao went to a nearby convenience store for dinner, and was just about to take a few steps to eat in a nearby park when he received a text message from Jin Zhuoqi.

- "Drunk, come pick me up." ”

Can he still get drunk?

Nie Zhao didn't think that Jin Zhuoqi's alcohol consumption could be drunk by anyone, and no one around him dared to drink him.

Nie Zhao took his mobile phone and took a taxi to the bar, and it took about half an hour to arrive.

She didn't dare to ask Jin Zhuoqi, but she added a WeChat account with Fu Kun last time, and among Jin Zhuoqi's two friends, one Li Tuo didn't like to talk much, Fu Kun looked bad, but he was a very good person.

Nie Zhao asked him: Which private room are you in the bar?

Fu Kun: You're coming, 109.

It's not that she wants to come, it's that a certain master is drunk and needs to be served.

Isn't there someone with him?

Nie Zhao had some doubts that he had sent the text message.

After she walked to the door of the private room and opened the door, she pushed open the door only to find that Fu Kun was not there, only Jin Zhuoqi and a few strange boys and girls inside.

There is only one place left that can sit, and it is estimated that Fu Kun left the venue in advance.

After she entered, few people in the private room looked up, and shook the dice in their hands seriously.

When Nie Zhao sat down in the only vacant seat, the boy next to her glanced at her, and subconsciously sat next to her, some distance from her, and he didn't know what he was avoiding.

There were two people between Nie Zhao and Jin Zhuoqi, a boy and a girl wearing a service suit.

Nie Zhao noticed that there was a tray with several bottles of wine next to it, which should be hers, and his identity was confirmed.

The girl is very good at playing, pointing to whoever opens can win, the boy probably drank too much, noticed that Nie Zhao came over, and asked drunkly: "Nie Zhao plays?" ”

He still remembered that the girl was kissing Jin Zhuoqi a few days ago.

Other girls didn't dare to hug him, she kissed Brother Zhuo after kissing others, and now she can still come to Brother Zhuo's field alive.

This woman is not very simple.

Nie Zhao shook his head: "No, I don't know how to." ”

She actually plays, but she's not interested.

Because of this, several people also followed her, after all, the later transfer student's deeds in the school were really a sensation, even after graduation, there was a lot of gossip about her in the group, and people who didn't know why she came, the insider glanced at Jin Zhuoqi.

Only the wine seller raised her eyebrows, and Jin Zhuoqi's five 4s were opened in that game, but there were only two 4s in total, and it was Jin Zhuoqi's turn to drink.

"Fill it for you?" The girl looked at him and said with a smile.

Jin Zhuoqi glanced at her and said nothing, looking casual.

Nie Zhao looked at him, and then at the glass that was almost full of wine, she didn't know what kind of wine it was, and even if she knew, she hadn't drunk it much, and she didn't know if the degree was high.

"Hey no, you want to get Brother Zhuo drunk."

"This wine is quite high, sister, you are uneasy and kind."

"Everyone knows that the mind is introverted, and the introverted is introverted."

The girl chuckled lightly, and said aloud without timidity: "Why are you uneasy?" I'm a girl and I have to work, so what's wrong with you guys getting drunk when you come to play. ”

She turned her head to look at Jin Zhuoqi again, looking up with a small face, very coquettish: "Besides, Brother Zhuo didn't say anything." ”

Nie Zhao took a deep breath, stood up and stretched out his hand and said, "I'll come." ”

The girl pinched the wine glass and was stunned for a moment: "Huh? ”

Not only her, but several people next to her all glanced at Nie Zhao.

Several people couldn't help laughing silently, and went to ponder Jin Zhuoqi's expression again.

Yes It's a good show.

Nie Zhao took the wine glass in her hand, the girl didn't squeeze it hard, Nie Zhao took it easily, and said, "He's also a little drunk, I'll drink it." ”

After speaking, he leaned up and poured a glass of wine in one go, leaving not a drop left.

With a "click", the empty wine glass was placed back on the table.

This wave is an absolute instant kill. A few of the boys around him were having fun.

The private room was flickering and dark, and Jin Zhuoqi watched Nie Zhaolisuo's actions, leaning back heavily, his long legs overlapped, and his elbows resting on his knees.

There was no stopping her from doing anything.

The wine seller also figured out something.

Who is this him?

No, if it is, can you tolerate him going out to drink and having a girl next to him?

She glanced at Jin Zhuoqi, raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "Are you still playing?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi's tone was scattered, as if his mind was not on the game: "Go on." ”

Until the fifth game of Nie Zhao's arrival, Jin Zhuoqi seemed to be "deliberate", and Nie Zhao didn't believe that he played the game so badly.

I drank five glasses in a row, and the meal I just ate was rolling in my stomach.

She was not very good at drinking, her head was drunk, she had flowers in front of her eyes, her cheeks were so hot that her cheeks were red from her cheeks, and her whole face looked as if she had been scalded in hot water.

At the beginning, it was Jin Zhuoqi's turn, Nie Zhao was not very sober, and his consciousness tugged at his collar behind the sofa, and whispered: "Brother Zhuo, I can't do it anymore." ”

Jin Zhuoqi leaned against the sofa, and could feel that the back collar was pulled by a small force, very light, like a cat's fleshy paws clinging to it lightly and heavily.

The drunken shout in his ears was a little hoarse, calm and a little low.

The words in his mouth swirled and turned on the tip of his throat, eventually changing to another number.

"Five 3s."

This time, the wine seller looked at him a few times and didn't open him.

After the game ended, Nie Zhao's whole body was a little soft, and his fingers pulled the sofa to support his whole body.

Maybe it was because the first time she drank alcohol, even if she was so drunk that she vomited at night, this time it was all fermented in her stomach, and the drunkenness was surging, and the whole person was delirious, she turned around and went to the bathroom to wash her face and try to sober up.

The people in the private room were about to disperse, and the wine girl sat next to him with an empty tray, suddenly paused, turned her head sideways and asked Jin Zhuoqi: "Is she your girlfriend?" ”

She doesn't chase people who have a partner.

I didn't hear his friends say that he had a partner.

"It's not." Jin Zhuoqi didn't drink much, and his voice was a little hoarse after being drunk by alcohol, and at this time he was lazily leaning on the sofa, and the black shirt he was wearing had a few buttons unbuttoned, and the looming collarbones and the tattoos that couldn't be seen looked particularly sexy.

The girl's fingers tapped lightly on his legs, and then her index and middle fingers jumped forward a few times like a villain's walk.

In just a few seconds, Jin Zhuoqi's wrist was tightly clasped, and the slender wrist bone was tightly clasped by him, and it hurt to hold it, she was thrown off her arm, and she heard his tone as casual as ever:

"I'm not interested in you."

The wine seller swept her eyes at the door, and raised her eyebrows noncommittally: "Yes to her?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi didn't say anything, she understood, shrugged her shoulders and turned around from the private room with the tray in her hand.

Nie Zhao washed his face and went back to the private room, turning on the light, and Jin Zhuoqi was left drinking alone in the private room.

She was still a little drunk, she couldn't walk steadily, she was breathing heavily, and she was standing at the door with her fingers pinching the door frame to hold something.

Looking at the huge private room, in addition to the residual cigarette ash and wine glasses on the table, there are many dice, which is a mess.

Jin Zhuoqi lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa, his fingers between them, his body leaning against the sofa and feeling tired, perhaps because he was sitting there alone after the noise, and the silent person seemed to be cold from the bones.

After she entered, he lifted his eyelids to look at the door, Nie Zhao's cheeks were rosy and slightly drunk, today he was only wearing a loose white suspender, a floral skirt to the calf, and a pair of white canvas shoes, the whole person looked exceptionally fresh, and the reason for the lack of makeup on his face was so plain that it was very different from usual.

She had been standing at the door without moving, and her eyes were looking at him in a trance, Jin Zhuoqi realized that this kind of straightforward gaze was not really looking at him, but her eyes were floating nothingly, and there was no point, maybe she didn't know what she was looking at at all.

Drunk.

Jin Zhuoqi thought about it for a few seconds, and she drank six full glasses of wine, vodgart, and she was easily drunk.

He stood up, scooped up the lighter on the table, put it in his pocket, and walked to the door, standing in front of her, the light behind him shining through, and the boy was tall and straight, and his figure was unelongated, and he was completely hidden in the shadow under him.

Jin Zhuoqi looked at her with low eyes, Nie Zhao still looked in a certain direction with his eyes open, blinked vigorously, some messy hair fell on her red cheeks, her breathing was heavy, and her chest rose and fell greatly.

Before he could say anything, he watched the girl's body shake and fall on top of him, Jin Zhuoqi was suddenly hit by her, his steps stepped back and stood up straight, Nie Zhao's whole face was just below his collarbone, his hot breath hit the buttons of his clothes, and penetrated into the skin through the gaps in the shirt that did not fit completely, and the hot breath wanted to burn his skin clean.

After a moment, he could clearly feel the frequency of Nie Zhao's breathing.