bad derailment

I almost thought that I was hallucinating, or that Jiang Qiushi sent the wrong message, but until a long time ago, there was no retraction or any explanation.

Just like every time in the past, I held the phone indecisively, wishing to see Jiang Qiushi's heart through the screen.The process of getting to know him is like a game that can never be cleared. Whenever you pass a level with great hardship, you will find that the next level is often more difficult.

He is used to standing in the third perspective, watching me mess up for him with the coldest attitude.This news came so suddenly, without any warning, that I thought for a long time before stopping to reply him with three words.

:What's wrong?

Not only Jiang Qiushi, but my enthusiasm also has a time limit. It is not as indifferent and irregular as the other party, but it is still constantly changing in fluctuations.

Most of the time, even I can't figure it out myself, but I know clearly that if at this time I still behave like before, Jiang Qiushi may really lose contact completely.

His temper is always elusive, but I still touched a little bit of the tail, and learned some bad ways from him by the way, and it seems to be particularly effective to use it in the past.

Jiang Qiushi: If you have time, come to the bar where we met last time at nine o'clock in the evening, and I will wait for you there.

Not to mention the reason, it is his usual style to just leave a notice without beginning or end.I knew this very well, staring at the last few words in a daze, as if something was tickling in my heart, I sent out a 'yes'.

Very unpromising, I always can't stick to the bottom line in front of him.Sometimes I even wonder if Jiang Qiushi has some kind of magic, otherwise how could I scold myself while navigating to the address of the previous bar.

Before the agreed nine o'clock, I was already sitting by the bar.The surrounding light is very dark, and the atmosphere is not as chaotic as I imagined. Everyone sitting in the booth seems to come here to drink and chat.There is soothing music in the bar, and I ordered a low-alcohol cocktail on the recommendation of the bartender.

Even though it doesn't look like it, this is the first time in my 26 years of life I've stepped through the doors of a bar.Thinking about it this way, it can be regarded as giving Jiang Qiushi a meaningless 'first time'.

I lowered my head and took a sip of the wine. The astringent and sweet fruity flavor sat on the taste buds of my tongue.I coughed in embarrassment, and almost in the next second, a clear voice sounded behind me.

"Are you ok?"

There were laughter from the crowd around, the crisp sound of wine bottles colliding, and the melody of the fusion of guitar and smoke, but none of them could cover Jiang Qiushi's short and flat voice.

Before I had time to sort out my embarrassment, I turned my head and met his eyes that had no meaning under the dim light, and said 'it's all right' with the corners of my mouth twitching.

He didn't say anything else, came and sat beside me, ordered a glass of the same wine, but just put it there without moving.I fidgeted and stared at the table in front of me, not knowing how to speak next.

"Is my news a little sudden?"

Rarely, Jiang Qiushi took the initiative to break the silence.He bent the corners of his mouth inconspicuously to me, but it didn't look like a pure smile, and he was a little more casual than before.

I wasn't ready, so I paused for a moment before saying, "Fortunately, Nuonuo just talked about you with me, and she said that you don't seem to be in a good state recently."

"Really?" He lowered his eyes halfway, and said in a flat voice, "It is a little bit, after all, they are about to take the college entrance examination, and I am also very busy with work."

lie.

I thought of these two words almost instantly, hovered in the bottom of my heart for a long time, and finally sank silently, and replied with an unimportant 'um'.

Jiang Qiushi asked, "How are you recently?"

He seemed to simply want to exchange pleasantries, and I could only respond intermittently. Under the music in the bar, I didn't even know what I said, and whether Jiang Qiushi heard it clearly.He just nodded quietly, occasionally answered a few words, just like before, he listened intently to my nonsense, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

I had completely given up trying to see through Jiang Qiushi, and after a moment of silence, I simply asked, "Is there anything else you want to ask me out today?"

When Jiang Qiushi met my eyes, it seemed to contain some kind of more familiar emotion, and after a long time, he lightly parted his lips.

"Yes, I want to apologize to you for what happened last time."

My heart was shocked, and there was a crack in my pretended calm expression.

"I shouldn't have said that last sentence to you that night," Jiang Qiushi finished, and looked at me quietly, "I'm sorry, Lin Yao."

His tone was so serious that I didn't know what to say for a moment. All my emotions were tightly packed in my chest, and it took me a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "...It's okay."

"I was a little impulsive at the time, and I slowly calmed down on the way back. After that, I kept trying to find an opportunity to apologize to you personally, but I was too busy with work during this period, and it has been delayed until now."

He explained the reasons in detail, and suddenly pierced my melancholy and introspection over the past month. During this period of indifference...just because I was too busy with work?

The scales in my heart swayed wildly, pointing to 'believe' for a while, and pointing to 'doubt' for a while, and finally delicately and smoothly between the two, silently tightening the hands on my legs.

"There was something wrong with me. I shouldn't have lied to you, but I was just worried that you couldn't accept this relationship. After all..."

"Lin Yao."

He interrupted me suddenly, "I'm not angry because of your deceit."

I looked at Jiang Qiushi's face, and my voice faltered.

"I'm because..."

Jiang Qiushi's eyes flickered, he stopped speaking, and for the first time showed an expression that could almost be called hesitation in front of me.

"Sorry, now might not be a good time to say that."

He seemed to take a step tentatively, but cautiously retracted after hesitating.I almost said the words 'It's okay, I don't mind', but it finally dissipated when it touched the turmoil in Jiang Qiushi's eyes.

"...I thought you would never contact me again."

"No, it's just that I've been too busy recently. When you have time, you can come and see what you want. I haven't seen you for so long. He should miss you very much."

This is the third time that Jiang Qiushi said the word 'busy' tonight. He said once to express affirmation and twice to express negation. Does the third time mean that he has returned to affirmation?

I couldn't help but relax a little nervously, and said: "Then wait for a while, when you are not busy."

Jiang Qiushi nodded slightly, "Okay."

It seemed that unconsciously, the atmosphere in the bar became lively.Men and women coming and going pass each other with wine. The perfume is mixed with the smell of alcohol and tobacco, and they are intoxicated under the dim light.

Jiang Qiushi and I seemed to be two out of place spectators, talking soberly under this carnival.Maybe I wasn't so sober, or maybe I was drunk and didn't know it.When I got up to leave, Jiang Qiushi stretched out his hand to support me. Just as I wanted to say thank you, I was suddenly pressed against the edge of the stage with a light fragrance. Before I recovered, I felt a warm touch on my cheek. Swipe away.

I opened my eyes slightly, and looked up at Jiang Qiushi's face that was close at hand. His eyes were no longer clear, and there was even a trace of undisguised hesitation and shock.

But that was only a very quick moment, he backed away from me, and it took only a blink of an eye to regain his composure just now, standing in front of me as if nothing had happened.

"Sorry, someone bumped into me just now."

he explained in a low voice.

It wasn't until a long time later that I nodded dully, as if paralyzed by alcohol, unable to think about anything.