Window 2, Seventh Canteen

Jiang Wei rode along the road for a few minutes, and passed the place where he left that day. In fact, he also knew that he didn't meet Han Zilu on this road, and if he rode further, he probably wouldn't find him.

But he rode down the road anyway.

Exit from the South School Gate, cross the road, ride into an alley that you have never been before, and ride along until there is no road at the end. The bottom rode out.

This was the second time he passed by the same place tonight. The red and green decorations and lanterns were still there, but there were significantly fewer people than before, and the stalls became scattered.

Let's go back.

It's long overdue to go back.

He looked around aimlessly, his eyes swept over the bare trees, the iron fence on the side of the road, the train passing overhead, and then fell on the red light opposite.

Count down tens of seconds.

Nine.

Eight.

At this moment, he heard a sharp sound of brakes coming from across the road.

Following the sound with his eyes, he saw a bicycle hit a pedestrian under the streetlight.

The front of the car veered, and the handlebar hit the street light with a louder sound.

The girl on the bike jumped out of the car to help the pedestrian who had been knocked down.

Under the warm street lamp, there was a pale face——

Han Zilu!

Jiang Wei slammed the brakes and ran through the red light.

two.

One.

The driver who braked temporarily yelled and cursed behind him, but Jiang Wei didn't hear him, he had already jumped out of the car and went straight to the scene of the accident.

"Hey! Hey! Are you okay!"

"I'm fine." Han Zilu replied almost at the same time, but not to Jiang Wei, but to the girl who just bumped into him.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry—" The girl was still apologizing, she could tell from her accent that she was not Chinese, and she could tell from her clothes that she was probably a Korean student studying abroad.

Jiang Wei has always had a bad impression of these Korean students.

Now smelling the smell of alcohol on her body, I couldn't help but get angry, "Hey, what's the matter with you? You're driving around while drinking!"

The girl was already nervous, but when she was yelled at by Jiang Wei, she looked at Han Zilu who was still lying on the ground, and cried out with a "wow", slurring some mixed Chinese and Korean sentences.

"Is crying useful?" Although Jiang Wei thought it was reasonable, she couldn't help the girl cry, and her voice softened instantly.

He squatted down and stretched out his hand to Han Zilu, intending to give him a hand, but he was afraid of hurting him again, so he stopped in mid-air.

Only then did Han Zilu meet his eyes, and the pair frowned.

That look, there is no need for others to translate it.

"Yeah, I think so too." Jiang Wei said for him, "What a coincidence."

"Indeed." Han Zilu tried to move his legs, hesitated for a while, and still grabbed Jiang Wei's outstretched hand.

Jiang Wei took advantage of the situation to pull him up, not daring not to use too much force, but also not daring to use too much force.

Maybe it was because he didn't give enough strength, Han Zilu just stood up, but he staggered another step before stepping on his feet, and almost fell down again.

Fortunately, Jiang Wei reacted quickly and sent half of his shoulder up to give him support in time.

Han Zilu grabbed Jiang Wei in some embarrassment, with more than half of his weight on him.

"Sorry." After a second or two, Han Zilu let go of Jiang Wei's shoulders, "Relax, I can stand still."

Only then did Jiang Wei realize that his hand was tightly clutching his arm, as if he was about to be crushed.

"Oh, but your leg..." Jiang Wei changed to a more normal posture, holding one arm of Han Zilu, while staring at his half-curled left leg and the foot that hadn't landed yet.

Han Zilu also bowed himself, testing the position of his knee with one hand.

"It's a little twisted, but it's not a big problem."

"Oh. Then, can you go?"

Han Zilu tried to straighten his leg, and then slowly stepped on the ground, but just when he wanted to put the weight on this leg, his body lost his balance again.

This time Jiang Wei was well prepared, and held on firmly, "Don't try, it's definitely not going to work."

"Well, at least I won't be able to walk tonight." Han Zilu's voice was calm and gentle until now.

However, Jiang Wei is not as good-tempered as him. Seeing that Han Zilu was really injured, he cast a vicious look at the Korean girl, "Why are you still standing there? Call an ambulance!"

Hearing the word ambulance, not only the girl was stunned, but Han Zilu was also stunned.

This is too much of a fuss.

Han Zilu made a gesture to signal him to stop talking, and he changed his direction with great effort, facing the girl, and said, "Go back, it's okay here." Seeing that the girl was still crying, he changed the Korean language to the same I repeated the meaning, and finally asked, did you not hurt yourself?

Jiang Wei naturally couldn't understand Korean, he could only see that the girl was wiping her tears and shaking her head, her face was smeared, and she looked even more embarrassed than Han Zilu.

In this way, it is hard for people to say anything.

Gradually pedestrians gathered around, Jiang Wei saw it, Han Zilu saw it too, after a few seconds of silence, he said to Jiang Wei, "Do me a favor, help me to the station."

Jiang Wei stood upright after hearing this, "How can that be done!"

"..." Han Zilu, "It's fine, I..."

"Let's go to the hospital first! Then I'll take you home!" Jiang Wei patted himself on the shoulder, "Do you want to carry you?"

Han Zilu smiled.

Jiang Wei was a little embarrassed, "Then put your arm on my shoulder and see if you can walk?"

"Thank you, that's enough." Han Zilu only grabbed Jiang Wei's arm with one hand, not too hard.

The two walked forward for a while, bypassing the crowd of onlookers.

Han Zilu said: "Actually, I can't blame that girl just now, I was absent-minded."

"Huh? Don't blame her for being drunk and riding a bicycle and hitting someone on the sidewalk?"

"Children." Han Zilu said and looked back.

"Come on, I'm not a few years younger than you." Jiang Wei also glanced along.

Seeing this, he remembered that his bicycle was still there.

"Oh, I'm going!"

"what happened?"

Jiang Wei helped Han Zilu to the wall, "Stand here and don't move, don't move, I'll ride the bike over and take you to the hospital!"

Han Zilu hurriedly said, "It's just a minor injury, there's no need to go to the hospital."

Jiang Wei looked at Han Zilu's face, then at his legs, "No, I have to check it out." She said firmly.

"It's really nothing. When I was young, I often fell and twisted. Apply it, rub it, and then sleep."

Jiang Wei didn't say anything, just ran back and rode the bike over, and then stopped in front of Han Zilu.

"Come on, be careful." Jiang Wei supported the car with all his strength.

Han Zilu walked around the car seat with his support, stopped to look at Jiang Wei's face, and thought his seriousness was a bit funny.

Seeing that Han Zilu didn't move, Jiang Wei added, "Don't worry, I've also brought a 180-jin fat man with me. It's just you, it's absolutely fine."

Han Zilu looked around, "Push the car over there first, then sit down first, and I'll go up."

Jiang Wei nodded and pushed the car over.

But as soon as he stopped the car and wanted to go back to help Han Zilu, he saw him jumping over step by step.

He was wearing a thick cotton coat at the moment, and the way he hopped on one foot was actually a bit funny. If it was Zhao Siyuan who hopped like this, even if the other party twisted his foot, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't laugh.

But when facing Han Zilu, he didn't have that kind of thought. He didn't think about it at the time. Later, when he thought about this passage, he realized that it was because of Han Zilu's appearance at that time. Although he was a little embarrassed, he was still very good-looking.

And the hair is swaying, which adds a bit of playfulness.

Of course, this is all something to say later, Jiang Wei at that time immediately greeted him, but Han Zilu stopped and waved his hands, "It's only a few steps away, you go ride the bike and wait for me."

"Let me help you."

"Can you stop thinking I'm a disabled person?"

Alright, Jiang Wei patted his head, went to ride on the bike, turned around and waited.

In fact, within a few steps, Han Zilu jumped off the sidewalk, turned around while holding the back seat of the car, and then jumped into the car neatly.

"All right."

"Are you holding on?"

"Ah."

"Oh, don't, you'd better catch me, don't fall again." Jiang Wei waited there after finishing speaking, until Han Zilu put his hands on his shoulders, and he kicked hard and rode out.

In the beginning, Jiang Wei didn't ride very well, it's not that his riding skills are bad, it's just...

Carrying this injury number in the car made him feel very stressed.

I rode stiffly and earnestly, and my hands were covered in gloves and sweated.

When he heard Han Zilu say "stop here" behind him, he slammed on the brake reflexively and almost fell out.

"Are you okay?" He turned around and asked after stopping.

"Thank you, it's okay." Han Zilu jumped out of the car with one foot, pointing to the station, "Just get here, I can go back by myself."

"Isn't it good to go to the hospital?"

"..." When did you say yes.

"Hey, let me tell you, don't take it for granted. If you get injured, you have to go to the hospital." Jiang Wei seemed to be convincing enough, "My dad taught me this way since I was a child."

This time Han Zilu really smiled, a dimple appeared on the left side of his face, adding a touch of cuteness to his handsome face.

"Hey, don't laugh..." Jiang Wei was embarrassed again.

Han Zilu put his left foot down gently, and stomped on the ground with his toe enduring the pain, "Look, it's much better than before."

"Hey hey! Don't move around! You hurt more!"

"Well, I also think I should listen to my father." Han Zilu's tone was half joking, "I'll go back today, and if it doesn't work tomorrow, I'll go to the hospital, okay?"

Jiang Wei thought about it for half a minute.

"All right, I'll take you home." The result of the consideration is also quite serious.

Han Zilu looked at Jiang Wei's bicycle, and Jiang Wei looked at the bicycle himself, then Han Zilu looked at the bus stop sign, and Jiang Wei followed him to the platform.

Finally, Han Zilu looked towards the road, and Jiang Wei followed suit.

Finally, the eyes of the two met again.

Almost at the same time blurted out - take a taxi.

Before the voice fell, he laughed at the same time, why didn't he think of it just now?Whether it's going to the hospital or going home, wouldn't it be enough to just take a taxi directly from the place where the accident happened?He also pedaled the bicycle for a long time with fear.

When getting in the taxi, Jiang Wei patted her head in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, you're injured, I should have thought about taking a taxi earlier."

Han Zilu looked at the back of Jiang Wei's head, "I'm not the same, I guess I fell stupid at that moment."

Jiang Wei touched his head again, "Is there something on your head?"

"No, your hair is pretty good."

"Ah? Really? I cut it at the gate of the school. I'll introduce you to the barber later? But they all say I look like a prickly pear, so you're the one who agrees."

In fact, Han Zilu's original intention was that Jiang Wei's head shape is pretty good, and it belongs to the kind that slept better when he was a child. He didn't sleep flat, nor did he sleep sideways. Jiang Wei misunderstood.

Han Zilu didn't live too far away, so the taxi entered the community 10 minutes later.

At ten o'clock, many people downstairs in the community were walking their dogs.

Han Zilu looked carefully at every passing puppy through the car window.

Jiang Wei suddenly looked at Han Zilu.

With such piercing eyes, he was taken aback for a moment.

"By the way! I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Jiang Wei, Jiang from Jianghehuhai, and Wei next to my name. I'm a junior this year, and I'm from the Academy of Fine Arts."

"Hi, my name is Han Zilu. Han, Zi, Lu." He wrote these three characters in the air with his index finger.

After finishing the last stroke, the car stopped.

Han Zilu said: "Thank you very much today, it's fine to send it here, you go back, it's already too late."

But Jiang Wei had already paid the money, opened the door of Han Zilu's car and waited at the door.

Han Zilu had no choice but to support Jiang Wei's extended hand and get out of the car.

Jiang Wei took a step, Han Zilu followed, and slowly came to the stairs.

"Which floor do you live on?" Jiang Wei jumped twice on the spot, trying to turn on the sensor light.

Han Zilu explained, "On the fifth floor, this neighborhood is quite old and there are no lights."

"Oh..." Jiang Wei looked up the dark stairs, thinking that it's good that he followed, otherwise, climbing the fifth floor with one leg would be strenuous enough.

He took out his phone, turned on the lighting function and handed it to Han Zilu, "You take this."

Han Zilu took the phone.

Jiang Wei said again: "I'll carry you up."

Han Zilu's face froze slightly, but the light was dim, Jiang Wei didn't look carefully, and just turned his back and squatted down, "Come on, don't look out of the way."

"I can go up by myself." Han Zilu said, his hand was already on the railing.

"Oh, don't waste your time." Jiang Wei said involuntarily, pulled up Han Zilu's hand, put it on his shoulder, and went to find his other hand.

Han Zilu really wanted to refuse, but now Jiang Wei was standing in the way of the stairs, it was impossible for him to go around, and Jiang Wei didn't seem to give way.

So after Jiang Wei urged for half a minute, he grabbed Jiang Wei's shoulder.

The whole person swayed up and down following Jiang Wei's movements, and his feet left the ground. He instinctively grabbed Jiang Wei harder.

At the same time, he remembered the time when he injured his ankle while serving as a soldier.

Because after that, no one carried him like this again.

The light of the mobile phone illuminated a small piece of light under his feet, and when he jumped up the steps step by step, Jiang Wei was also illuminated—the profile of Jiang Wei was in the darkness and light, only showing a boundary outline.

Beads of sweat gradually appeared on this contour line.

Jiang Wei's breathing became more and more heavy.

The warm air that comes out with the breath is clearly visible under the cool white light.

The light of the mobile phone flickered in the steps.

For a few moments, Han Zilu even felt that he heard the heartbeat of the other party.

Or maybe it was his own.

It seemed as long as a dream had passed, and it seemed that only a blink of an eye had passed.

Han Zilu heard Jiang Wei say—here we are.