Sad reminder Xiaobai

In a blink of an eye, it was also October, and I heard the wind whistling against the doors and windows. Zhou Ji held a water glass in his hand, warming his cold hands.

Zhou Ji glanced at Xiao Ling who was busy with work, and asked, "Hey, it's so cold in the room, why are you writing so seriously?"

However, when Xiaoling is serious, she is usually a slow-moving person. After a while, she raised her head and said, "Miss, let Xiaoling practice calligraphy more."

"But you have written so much, it should be enough."

But he put his head down and replied, "Miss Ke said, you have to practice until dark."

Zhou Ji felt that he deeply felt the malice of that Muqin girl.

Silently comforting Xiao Ling in his heart, this is definitely a pervert's punishment.

Glancing at the pile of papers on the side, looking at the newly placed painting in front of him, the painting looked upside down at least not much different from Zhou Ji's own height.

Subconsciously shaking the pen holder, looking at the whitish drawing paper, alas, how to turn around and return to the old job, is this the legendary providence.

After lamenting boredly alone for a while, I resigned myself to my fate and started painting again.

In winter, the sky gets dark very early. When Zhou Ji arrived at Fulinpu, for the first time, he found that the shop was still busy.

He hesitated to step into the shop, because there were so many people, Zhou Ji did not find Liang Nuo immediately.

Wandering around, I still ran into that guy, was dragged to the corner, and said, "Xiao Ji, you have to take it easy, everyone who comes here today is all shopkeepers."

Zhou Ji glanced at the old people around, and asked, "Liang Nuo, where is she?"

"I'm discussing business with the shopkeeper in the attic, and I will probably have dinner at the restaurant later." The clerk said with great interest.

As soon as the voice fell, footsteps came from upstairs, looking there, Liang Nuo was standing beside the crowd.

"Hey, congratulations to shopkeeper Li for a prosperous business."

"Thank you, I'm here to be Li's host. The weather is getting colder. Everyone, please go and have a few drinks."

"well."

The commotion around made Zhou Ji a little bored, glanced at the man standing beside Liang Nuo, who seemed to be called, um, Zhou Liang.

Zhou Ji thought that it was hard to talk with so many people separated, so he planned to move quietly to her side.

Unexpectedly, the crowd walked out of the door in unison. Poor Zhou Ji was turned around like a ball, and his head was a little dizzy.

Glancing at the corner of the light blue clothes, turning back and forth, he was a little dazzled.

Sudden being pulled into one place, Zhou Ji raised his head and looked at Liang Nuo who was holding hands with his hands feeling slightly cold.

Seeing her pulling herself away from the crowd, she asked, "Ah Ji, next time, don't wander around in the crowd."

"I'm afraid you'll go out without seeing me."

Then she stuffed the key in her hand and said, "No, I'll find you soon."

"I have something to do today, I have to go, let him take you back."

The guy at the side nodded, Zhou Ji looked at Zhou Liang who was still waiting for her outside the house, and replied, "Well, you can go."

When she left the shop, the clerk at the side smiled and said, "Come on, I'll take you back, maybe you can have a drink or two."

Holding Wen Wen's key in his hand, he replied "No need to give it away, I can go back by myself."

"Really?"

"Of course, you can go and drink your wine." Then he turned around and left the shop.

He took a deep breath to relieve the suffocation just now. At this time, the sky was already a little dark, and the lantern, which was shaken by the wind, was on the verge of falling.

After walking for a while, Zhou Ji arrived at the door, opened it, and closed it again. The room was already too dark to see clearly.

I lit the lamp, sat in the room boredly, and lay idle on the bed, closing my eyes.

After a while, Zhou Ji felt that it was too quiet, so he got up again.

Thinking, go into the kitchen to light a fire, boil water to wash, this is also a good way to pass the time.

After tossing and turning in the kitchen for a while, the fire finally lit up, pouring water, pouring it with a splash, sitting on the small bench, dazed with nothing to do.

After washing, it was completely dark, but Liang Nuo hadn't returned yet.

Feeling sleepy, Zhou Ji covered the hot water that had been boiled, and left the water warm like this without adding more firewood, so that Liang Nuo would come back too late and it would be inconvenient to wash.

Back in the back room, without turning off the lights, curled up in the blanket, after a while, Zhou Ji fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up again, he seemed to hear someone's voice, and sat up suddenly, rubbing his eyes, but Liang Nuo was not in the room.

That voice, yes, came from outside.

Putting on his coat, he opened the door and walked towards the gate. Because of the cold Zhouji, he was trembling when he walked, and opened the door.

Seeing the two people in front of the door, Liang Nuo was a little drunk, and Zhou Liang on the side looked at Zhou Ji in surprise, and said under cover, "She drank some, too much, me."

He stretched out his hand to support Liang Nuo, and said to him, "What you did just now is not a good person, what you should do."

Without waiting for his response, he quickly closed the door, supported the crooked man, and finally entered the room.

Let her lie down peacefully, Zhou Ji sat aside a little tired, went to pick up hot water again, and simply helped to scrub.

She seemed to have woken up again in a daze, her eyes were slightly squinted, her face was a little blush because of drunkenness, I have to say, Zhou Liang, it was justifiable for him to want to kiss her secretly like that just now.

He stretched out his hand to help her fidgety hand, but unexpectedly, she grabbed her hand, watching her looking at him and muttering, "Ah Ji, you're here."

Zhou Ji, helplessly pulled away the strong hands that circled his neck, and replied "Well, come back, go to sleep."

The person in front of him seemed to be obedient, looking straight at him, Zhou Ji was a little panicked.

After confirming that she might be half-drunk and half-awake, she said softly, "I turned off the light."

Immediately after, the oil lamp was extinguished, and she lay down on the bed. She nestled next to the pillow, as if she was quite at ease, Zhou Ji finally felt relieved.

After all, Zhou Ji felt that he was completely unsure about being entangled with a drunkard.

With eyes closed, the person next to him was dawdling, getting closer and closer, Zhou Ji kept hiding and hiding, the bed was only that big.

Being forced to a corner, as the saying goes, is tolerable or unbearable, so Zhou Ji reached out and pushed her gently.

Turning sideways, facing him, he didn't expect her to reach out to grab her, but Zhou Ji didn't fight back.

Lifting his head slightly to take a breath of fresh air, his lips were bitten softly, Zhou Ji felt that his heart might be about to die again.

Hastily stretched out his hand and pushed her away. Although the person in front of him couldn't see his expression clearly, he was drunk, so why was he so scary.

After a while, she seemed to fall asleep before Zhou Ji lay down again.

There was a faint sobbing sound in her ear, so frightened that Zhou Ji secretly moved over again, she seemed to be crying.

Muttering indistinctly in his mouth, A Niang, A Niang.

Zhou Ji stretched out his hand to pat her sympathetically, listening to her calling her father and mother.

Unexpectedly, she found a comfortable place, nestled down, and pulled her clothes with her hands.

Zhou Ji was afraid that his clothes would be taken off just like that, and he was terrified for a while.

Gradually her voice became much quieter, and Zhou Ji got used to it anyway.

He planned to continue sleeping, but heard her weak voice, muttering, Ah Ji, Ah Ji.

Zhou Ji tilted his head, answered in a daze, and closed his eyes again seeing that she was silent.

She lowered her head, leaning close to her neck, and said intermittently, Aji, Aji, I like it, what do you do.

Zhou Ji felt that he must be hallucinating, and clutched his frightened little heart.

The people on the side, for some reason, wept again, tears wet Zhou Ji's collar.

Covering his sleeves with his hands, he wiped the tears for her indiscriminately. Zhou Ji wailed in his heart. This is definitely a dream, yes, it will be fine when he wakes up.

Don't believe what a drunk person says, yes, that's it.