Oral period

After the dinner was over, it was the adult part of toasting and drinking. Sitting at the table of the guest of honor, there was no way to escape the toast. The bride stopped for a while when Xia Jingzhe was paying respects, and patted him on the shoulder in a tone like her own sister. He is also an old man, and it is time to start thinking about lifelong happiness.

He was here to support the scene, so naturally he couldn't show his timidity. After clinking glasses, Xia Jingzhe still drank the half glass of wine in one go, his ears turned red immediately, but his face was still expressionless, and he said helplessly: " Sis, how could anyone tell a high school student this..."

Zhen Xiao is extremely distrustful of his drinking capacity, knowing that he is a character who can't drink but loves to hold on, and after the cutscene, he is afraid that he will drink again, so he simply finds an excuse of "the room is too boring, I want to go out for a walk" to deceive people out.

It's just that I didn't expect that someone could get drunk with half a glass of wine, and then start talking nonsense while walking, pointing to the moon in the sky and saying that it is not round, and the Mid-Autumn Festival has only passed for a few days.

The cold wind blew but he woke up a little bit, grabbed Zhen Xiao's cold hand, and pressed it against his cheek to cool down, his voice was still a bit vague: "My surname is Zhen, your hands are so cold."

That's right, who would come out in formal clothes to blow the cold wind, and it's not like he is still wrapped in a thick coat... Zhen Xiao took advantage of the opportunity to pinch the soft flesh on the side of his cheek, and forced him to let out an exclamation with a little effort. Er asked harshly, "Are you sober now?"

"Wake up early, don't use your hands and feet!" Xia Jingzhe gave him a backhanded elbow, and his eyes fell on his clothes, so he couldn't help but take a second look, "Are you serious?" beast in clothes."

"Obviously you did it first..." I don't know who came to hold his hand suddenly, and it burned him into a trance.

Xia Jingzhe stopped talking, just stared at him like this, probably still a little drunk, and after a while he said without a word: "Zhou Xiao, in fact, it would be better for you to wear black—it's too much to dress like this." Hiring, it annoys me."

He said it as if he chose it himself... Zhen Xiao couldn't help snorting, and was about to say something to him, when he heard the half-drunk person clear his throat, and said, but I really want to see it You are wearing a white suit.

"It's fine if you don't pretend to be like this. I'll just tell Sister Chen... I just made an excuse to satisfy my own selfishness. Isn't it very cunning?"

Zhen Xiao was taken aback, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated without warning, and subconsciously wanted to stop this topic: "It's also human nature, you—"

"But I think if you put on this suit, you'd look a lot like him—my childhood friend, he gave me a teddy bear in a wedding dress and said he bought one for himself, and he wore it It's the matching white suit... oh, I thought I told you."

He drinks alcohol easily on his face, even if it's just half a glass as a joke, it can dye a large area of ​​red on his fair cheeks, and then spread to the ears, which is so bright and shocking, especially like now, half His long black hair was completely tied up, revealing his delicate and almost feminine features, and the misty drunkenness had nowhere to hide, hitting straight into the bottom of his eyes, which brought out more suppressed greed and selfishness.

However, under that greed is dotted with a heavier guilt, which is vague and indistinct, and cannot be reincarnated.

"Well, I said it," he could only bite the tip of his tongue, force himself to look away and look at the incomplete moon in the sky, and the words he said were so bitter that his throat was astringent, "You still can't forget him..."

Xia Jingzhe seemed to have misunderstood something, suddenly became agitated, and retorted loudly: "No, I forgot long ago..."

As he spoke, his voice lowered again, and he didn't know whether he was convincing him or himself: "Besides, I didn't regard you as someone's substitute—it was a bit at first, who made you look so similar, but slowly I don’t think so, you are you and he is him, I know your name, and I know that you won’t disappear from the world like him one day..."

The drunkard pulled his sleeves to stop and forced his eyes to meet. His eyes were covered with fog, and a ball of warm white light from a street lamp was reflected, like a full moon that could never be found in the sky: "I What I want to say is that when I let you wear this outfit, it’s like writing an ending to the story between him and me. When you go home and take it off, in my eyes you will be—damn, you what?!"

Zhen Xiao suddenly started to pick off his coat with his hands, and she was quite conscientious, knowing to get closer to shield him from the wind—making the supposedly absurd and rough behavior a little ambiguous, as if giving him a feeling of lack of warmth hug.

Then he took off his white suit in a more rude way, and switched the two people's clothes on the bright side, playing a bit of a childish temper, and messing up the clothes.

It was the first time he saw Zhenxiao showing such a serious expression, he was taken aback, and the drunkenness suddenly dissipated, and he let him do whatever he wanted in a daze, until the movement like bandits crossing the border finally stopped, and he realized that his heart was beating very loudly , does not seem to be all due to the alcohol.

"Xia Jingzhe," Zhen Xiao pulled his shoulders and looked down at him, those eyes that usually hide peach blossoms seem to have entered winter, "You just treat him as dead."

The tone of his speech had nothing to do with consolation, as if he had just killed "that person" with his own hands in the last second, or he was about to turn around and take the head of the person in the next second.

Xia Jingzhe was confused by him, his shoulders hurt a little, and he didn't know whether to say it. After looking at each other for a few seconds, he realized that this naive person might be jealous, so he raised his hand and held his clothes corner, wanting to coax him Two sentences.

However, when his vision flickered in the next second, he suddenly bumped into the other's cold embrace, as if his voice was choked by the same rapid heartbeat, and he forgot what to say next.

He heard Zhenxiao whisper a word in his ear, very lightly, even more emptiness than the moonlight in a dream.

But he did hear it.

--"I like you".

What a coward.

In the end, he still failed to muster up the courage to confess, and was dominated by reckless impulse, blindly and hopelessly, crossing that line.

Xia Jingzhe was silent for a long time, as if stunned by the unexpected four words, until there was a sudden burst of laughter in the small villa not far away, and then suddenly resumed operation, he broke away from his hug, and turned his backhand Pulling the tie in front of him to force him to bow his head: "What the hell did you say? Say it again?!"

"...it looks like a fight," Zhen Xiao was staggered by him, before recovering from the chaotic self-condemnation, he was startled by his excessive reaction, and naturally entered the front In a word, "literally, anyway, the world has evaporated for so long, and he is a scum who left a lot of shadows on you, can't you just treat him as dead?"

Xia Jingzhe looked at him with wet eyes, and his tone was obviously fierce, but for some reason it gave him the illusion that he was about to cry: "Who the hell asked you this..."

Only then did Zhen Xiao realize what he was talking about. She was stunned for a second, then raised her hand to cover his eyes, a little helpless: "Don't cry, don't be ashamed—I said I like you, did you hear me clearly? If not, I will say it again, I love you."

But the coward's greed is true, both vulgar and pure, and he still tasted the sweetness of crossing the line, so he couldn't help laughing.

At least in the short few seconds of that gap, he really had a cunning thought, wanting to strangle the past self in memory, and never mention the sins he committed before and the ghosts in his heart again.

"Who's crying?" Xia Jingzhe shook off his hand, and like a duplicity cat, plunged into his arms, with a muffled voice, "Do you think I don't know... What kind of crush is a fool? letter."

"Well, yes, you are the smartest," I don't know who was so jealous that he couldn't help pushing the boat along—Zhen Xiao touched his head, untied the hair tie that was in the way, and let the soft black hair Naturally scattered down, and couldn't help rubbing it into a mess, the voice stopped, and the playful connivance sank down, showing the seriousness and sincerity rarely seen in young people, "Then do you want to be with a fool like me? I am different from 'him', if you are entangled with me, you will be involved in this life - think carefully before answering, huh?"

"Think about it, I wish..." Xia Jingzhe bit his collar, messing up the expensive shirt fabric, and pressed his pointed canines against his carotid artery, and rubbed it time after time as he spoke, "If you dare to go back on your word, I will bite you, even if you break your promise, do you hear me?"

"Well, I heard you."

——I will never break my promise again.

The wedding banquet seemed to be over, the guests came out in twos and threes, and the small garden was gradually filled with laughter and conversation. Xia Jingzhe was thin-skinned, and obediently let go after waiting for a while, took a step back, and hid in the shadow of the flower bed and balloons .

"Speaking of it," he looked at Zhenxiao standing against the backlight, and finally remembered that the two of them had changed their coats, and he couldn't hold back his curiosity, "Why did you put this thing on me? Can't you throw away such annoying words? Vinegar... "

Zhen Xiao just looked at him quietly, her eyes were focused and affectionate, showing a bit of bewitching affection.

"Wedding dress."

No worries

Speaking of which, I also did the idiot thing of wearing a white coat to the girl I like and saying that it is a wedding dress. I am too young. The old people lamented (?)