My crush wants to make the same mistakes with me after rebirth

Xie Jue couldn't help laughing.

What's wrong with me... Do you think that 3000 meters can be turned into a marathon, and Jiang Zhuo will also become fond of himself?

The menacing Tianzao that came this month still dazzled his mind, and this resounding slap against Yunxiao finally woke him up.

"Okay..." He didn't know how he squeezed the word out between his teeth, but after he finished speaking, he lost all strength, so that he couldn't stop staggering when he turned around and walked back. Kan supported the edge of the table beside him so as not to fall to the ground.

"Thank you..." Jiang Zhuo softly shouted.

But his mind was already in chaos, and he could hardly hear anything. He just continued to walk forward unconsciously, walking back along the way he came...

Zhu Wen and Su Rui, who had finished their work, also walked towards the greenhouse side by side. When they saw him from a distance, they waved and shouted, "Student Xie!"

"How is it! Did you see the flowers!" After getting closer, Zhu Wen continued to ask, "Huh? Why is Brother Zhuo missing...You guys..."

At this point, Zhu Wen noticed his red eyes, "What, what's wrong? Xiaoxie?"

Su Rui also reached out and rubbed Xie Jue's head, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm a little too drunk... go back first." Xie Jue squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Do you want us to take you back?" They were obviously not at ease.

He waved his hand, "It's okay, I can go back by myself, there are so many classmates here..."

Hearing this, the two of them froze in place so stupidly, watching Xie Jue walking back with a staggering pace than when running a marathon.

At around nine o'clock, the students who finished admiring the flowers returned to the bamboo and wooden hut one after another.

The staff had already set up a barbecue grill in the small yard outside the hut, and even the charcoal fire had been raised to the optimum temperature.

"Come, come, let me show off my little barbecue prince today!" Yang Kai walked to the barbecue grill confidently holding a handful of meat skewers.

Seeing that his flamboyant technique was really unusual, the students all praised the place with their plates set up and lined up to be fed.

And Xie Jue just sat alone in the room by the window and drank the beer brought by the waiter.

The wine didn't taste good at all, but it was worse than the pain of being sober.

The beer cans fell on the ground one after another, and he finally began to feel dizzy. He lay on the window and looked up at the sky. For a while, he couldn't tell how many moons were hanging in the sky.

The laughter of the students also mixed into one, passing into the ears like a spell.

Zhu Wen looked around outside but found no one. When he entered the room, he found Xie Jue who was already drunk by the window, so he stepped forward and patted his face lightly, "Student Xiao Xie? Xiao Xie Classmate...why do you drink so much?"

Xie Jue couldn't understand what he heard, he just smiled silly for a while.

Fortunately, he belongs to the category that doesn't seldom go crazy when he's drunk, so it's less worrying.

It wasn't until nearly ten o'clock that the barbecue activity came to an end. Many students had already received calls from their parents urging them to go home, so the students burped and walked towards the exit in a group with satisfaction.

"Brother Zhuo, how do you go back?" Zhu Wen patted Jiang Zhuo on the shoulder and asked.

"Uncle Yang will come to pick me up later." Jiang Zhuo replied with a smile, then lowered his eyes to look at Xie Jue who was still lying unconscious by the window.

Su Rui shrugged, "My mother picked me up, but my family is in a completely different direction from Xiao Xie..."

"If he is sitting in my brother's hood and blowing the cold wind like this..." Zhu Wen covered his face, "There must be something wrong with it."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhuo gave a faint "hmm", "I'll send him back."

"Then Xiao Xie will leave it to you!" Su Rui gave a thumbs up with a smile, and finally looked down after following a bunch of barbecued meat, "My mother is here, I'm leaving first!"

"Hey, let's go together, I'll go out alone later, it's so frightening." Zhu Wen hurriedly followed.

Jiang Zhuo just looked down at Xie Jue, then reached out and rubbed his head, "Wake up."

Xie Jue tilted his head, slowly opened his eyes and blinked at him dully.

"Go home." Jiang Zhuo continued.

But Xie Jue still had no response.

He couldn't help sighing softly, and stretched out his hand to pull Xie Jue up. The strong smell of alcohol immediately made him frown.

Fortunately, although Xie Jue was quite drunk, he still knew how to walk.

When I came here, the path seemed to be sprinkled with gold dust, and every point was brightened to my heart, but now I am stepping on the same path, but it seems to be covered with white mist, and what I inhale is heart-piercing ice. Scum.

Xie Jue only felt that he was stepping on the cloud, and suddenly his foot sprained, and he fell to the side uncontrollably. By the time Jiang Zhuo reacted, it was already too late to pull.

He planted it among the flowers like this, and accidentally smashed the few flowers with late dew to pieces.

Fortunately, the soil was soft enough, so the back of the head just bumped bluntly. For a while, I couldn't tell whether it was because of the dizziness from the wine or the fainting from knocking my head.

Warm tears rolled down the end of his eyes almost instantly, he frowned and looked at the full moon from among the flowers in a trance, "Why am I so fucking cheap..."

Those who have not been able to wake up for six years, except for fools, have him.

"Thank you." Jiang Zhuo bent down to hold his hand, "Get up..."

He had no strength in his whole body, he could only let Jiang Zhuo pull him to sit up, tears were still falling down, even the moonlight couldn't cover his red nose from crying.

"Why... didn't I die there..." He didn't know where he was at all, but felt that the last bit of hope in his heart had been burnt to ashes, and he couldn't control his words.

"What nonsense are you talking about..." Jiang Zhuo Ting frowned.

But Xie Jue ignored him at all, just sat on the ground, covered his face with his hands, and let the tears slip through his fingers.

Where the camellias bloom on a November winter night, a bouquet of souls falters.

"Xie Jue..." Jiang Zhuo finally became a little flustered. He looked at Xie Jue in front of him. He was clearly unscathed, but he seemed riddled with holes. "What do you mean by what you just said? You..."

However, Xie Jue didn't even raise his head, only his shoulders were shaking slightly because of panting.

He had no choice but to squat down slowly, stroking Xie Jue's forehead with his cold fingertips, so frightened that he even stopped crying.

Only then did Xie Jue raise his head to look at him in a daze, his eyes that couldn't find the focus were full of bewilderment.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Zhuo held his face with both hands, knelt down on one knee and leaned forward, carefully covering his lips on Xie Jue's...

Xie Jue still had some bitter taste of beer in his mouth, but there was a faint fragrance of red wine between his lips and teeth, so he found a bit of sweet and sour in the bitterness.

The fragrance of camellia mixed with moist dew burst into the nostrils, making the kiss between flowers in the dark under the moonlight more lingering...

It wasn't until Xie Jue's aura became disordered for a few minutes that Jiang Zhuo retreated, looking helplessly at Xie Jue, who was a little absent-minded.

"Let's go, go home..." Jiang Zhuo whispered, and then he pulled him up from the ground forcefully, grabbed his hand with one hand and put it on his shoulder, and wrapped his waist with the other hand and walked forward slowly go.

The night in November was always cold, and the two of them were standing at the door of a living supermarket waiting for the car. There were bursts of heating coming out of the supermarket, which made them feel much warmer.

"Stand still." Jiang Zhuo gently patted Xie Jue's flushed face and said.

However, not only did Xie Jue not have the slightest intention to follow suit, but he rushed out quickly.

? !Looking at his movements, Jiang Zhuo felt an ominous feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, Xie Jue's movements after being drunk were extraordinarily swift. Before he could stop him, he had already straddled his long legs on the rocking cart in front of the supermarket, and said foolishly, "Take the car...go home!"

"..." Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but covered his face and laughed, then reached out and took out the phone from his pocket, pointed the camera at Xie Jue, and then pressed the video shooting button.

"Go home! I want to go home!" Xie Jue was still sitting on the rocking car and slapped the steering wheel angrily, "Why doesn't it open! Oh——I see..."

As he spoke, he poked the coin slot and smirked, "I haven't paid you yet!"

Not completely stupid.

He slowly reached out his hand to take out a coin from his pocket, and it took him a long time before he finally threw the coin into the coin slot.

"Okay! Go home!" he yelled with a smirk as he slapped the big start button hard.

In the next second, the shaking car started shaking desperately, and at the same time, that familiar voice sounded...

"What's Dad's dad's name? Dad's dad's name is Grandpa! What's Dad's mom's name? Dad's mom is Grandma!"

Xie Jue also swayed, he was so dizzy that he couldn't walk, but now it was as if he had been thrown into a front-loading washing machine...

Jiang Zhuo, who had finished shooting the video, put away his phone very contentedly, and planned to play him a hundred and eighty times before going to bed.

At this time, a little boy was walking out of the supermarket holding his mother's hand, pointed at Xie Jue and said, "Mom, this big brother also likes to play with rocking cars..."

"..." Even Jiang Zhuo's face turned red.

"Ouch—" Xie Jue was still shaken in the end, squatted down in the corner and vomited after falling off the rocking car.

The little boy who witnessed the citizen was taken by his mother and quickly fled the scene of the crime.

Jiang Zhuo stepped forward and patted him on the back, "Little alcoholic...to drink like this..."

At this moment, he found the vibrating mobile phone in Xie Jue's pocket, so he took it out to have a look, and it was indeed the call from Xie Jue's mother.

"Hello, auntie." He called after pressing the answer button.

"Huh?" Jian Ru on the other end of the phone was obviously taken aback, "Is it Jiang Zhuo?"

Jiang Zhuo responded immediately, "That's right. Xie Jue drank a little too much. Come with me now. Don't worry, Auntie. I'll just take him home."

"Okay, okay, I'll trouble you then." Jian Ru breathed a sigh of relief, "Auntie treats you to dinner another day."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhuo didn't specifically refuse, and only waited for the other party to hang up the phone after thanking him politely.

Not long after, a black imported private car stopped on the side of the road.

Uncle Yang hurriedly got out of the car, and when he reached out his hand to help Xie Jue, Jiang Zhuo immediately hugged him, "Uncle Yang, open the door for me..."

Xie Jue, who kept beating on the street, became more at ease once he got in the car, leaning against the back of the seat, his head constantly shaking with the car.

Jiang Zhuo looked at him lazily with his chin resting on one hand, and had to hold him back in time when he made a big turn, and then simply pressed his head on his shoulder.

The heating in the car made his cheeks feel hot, so he opened the window, and didn't close the window again until the evening wind blew on his face to reduce the inexplicable heat by a few minutes.

When the car stopped, Jian Ru was already waiting at the door. After supporting Xie Jue, she reached out and touched his flushed face, "Why are you so drunk..." Then she raised her head and said to Jiang Zhuo Xie later helped him to walk in.

Jiang Zhuo looked down at the red petal that fell on the car seat at some point, and finally reached out to pick it up.

Presumably it should be the petals that Xie Jue got on when he fell into the flowers...

"Master..." Uncle Yang glanced at him through the rearview mirror inside the car.

"Go home..." Jiang Zhuo said lightly.

The author has something to say: You can continue to scold.But as a draft player, I still have to stand up (humblely) and say, in fact, I personally feel that Huo Shao prefers Xiao Xie in comparison. Don't look at him on the surface, he is really humble. It's him too... (covering his face) We'll find out what's going on.Before, some readers made complaints about hanging people with fire spoons, and they received a lot of scolding because of this, but there is always a reason. If you really like to enjoy the pursuit of others, he would not be so decisive in rejecting the girl who confessed her love at the sports meeting. right.And as for Xiao Xie who doesn’t study hard, other people’s designs belong to those who need to make up their minds before suddenly exerting their strength. In the first half of the book, maybe everyone’s impression of Xiao Xie is not very good. The efforts made by the above are not enough, but I still think that he must not be an annoying child. He is really too soft-hearted. It can be said that he is naive, so naive that he is still naive even after four years of university. This is different from the environment in which he grew up. Those who can't get rid of the relationship are always treated tenderly by their parents, and Jiang Zhuo's sweet dates are never perfunctory. Everyone protects him very well, and his thoughts are very simple.And this article is not like the tiramisu next door. I directly labeled the tiramisu as a revenge and abuse scum. , I still won’t be soft-hearted. After all, I have clearly said about the crematorium, and there will be two paragraphs. After about two or three chapters, the first paragraph of the crematorium will be opened, and the latter paragraph will be buried directly to the end, nice), I always I think the secret love of youth on campus should still have a different flavor (it has nothing to do with my own experience, I was completely in the flower garden in high school, only caring about being good with beautiful sisters).

Because I always write the full text of the book and only write it according to my own heart, but this one, I still made a slight change according to the comments (I increased the intensity of the crematorium a little bit, as for Xiaoxie who started to study hard It's already there, so he really doesn't just talk and don't do it, but it's obviously impossible to catch up at once when he falls too far behind, so it seems extraordinarily difficult, so it makes people discouraged, and he needs a firm enough point, as long as there is this If you click, you will charge with all your strength.)

Couldn't help babbling a few words.Thank you very much for the readers who read patiently.

I actually didn’t expect you to feel so aggrieved (covering your face) when you read the front. Maybe I’m numb, but I feel okay. Yazi, I write to bring you happiness.

However, the friends who have been suffocated to the point of failure have most likely given up, so I can only apologize to you silently in my heart (the apology does not include the "malicious" negative, smile.jpg).

Here comes the key point (highlighted): double update tomorrow.

Broadcast two famous quotes:

"Fire, of course, it burns more and more intensely." ——by Jiang Huoshao

"The grave, of course, is dug deeper and deeper." ——by Xie "Qing"