When I woke up my girlfriend was gone

There was a trace of embarrassment in the huge room, Zhou Lin didn't expect that Shen Qingzi would take the initiative to ask for it on the premise that she had to deal with it by herself.

Zhou Lin didn't want Shen Qingzi to help Zuoyin, so she excused, "She's heavier than Yuqing."

Shen Qingzi smiled, hung Zuo Yin's slender arm on her shoulder, and asked, "Do you think she is heavier than Yuqing?"

Zhou Lin pursed her lips, this excuse was indeed untenable.

She looked at the sleeping Zuo Yin's head leaning on Shen Qingzi's shoulder, and without saying a word, she turned back and pulled Sun Yuqing up.

"Hmm... Arlene..." Sun Yuqing blurred her eyes and hooked Zhou Lin's arm that came to help her.

This guy smelled of alcohol and was extremely clingy, hanging on Zhou Lin's body like a dog skin plaster that had been soaked in a wine jar for 80 years.

In the past, Zhou Lin was used to Sun Yuqing's appearance, but this time she frowned, "Even if you are dissatisfied with Yuqing drinking with your students, you shouldn't be like this."

"Not next time." Shen Qingzi replied, carefully supporting Zuo Yin to stand up from her seat.

Such fluctuations woke up the sleeping Zuoyin slightly. She leaned her soft feet against Shen Qingzi's neck, rubbed the tip of her cool nose against Shen Qingzi's neck, and intentionally or unintentionally approached the strand of hair She felt a strange but reassuring fragrance.

"Sister..." Zuo Yin unconsciously called in Shen Qingzi's ear.

Electricity passed through Shen Qingzi's body suddenly, and her heart skipped a beat at the same time.

Shen Qingzi looked back at Zhou Lin vigilantly, but fortunately Zuo Yin's voice was not too loud, Zhou Lin was also fighting with Sun Yuqing, Shen Qingzi was the only one in the room who heard the ambiguous call clearly.

Shen Qingzi breathed a sigh of relief, skillfully stroked the back of Zuo Yin's neck, and said, "I'll take you back to the room, don't make noise, okay?"

"Hmm." Zuo Yin was comfortably stroked by Shen Qingzi, obediently supported by Shen Qingzi, walked into the elevator with Zhou Lin and Sun Yuqing.

The elevator was quiet, and the back of Shen Qingzi and Zuo Yin were reflected on the cleaned glass.

Obviously it was just an ordinary support, and Zuo Yin didn't cling to her supporter like Sun Yuqing, but Zhou Lin felt that this scene was extremely dazzling.

She had always trusted Shen Qingzi, but she couldn't believe the sentence "I won't do it next time".

If it was for Zuo Yin, she somehow felt that Shen Qingzi might still be like this.

A few seconds later, the elevator stopped on the second floor. Shen Qingzi helped Zuo Yin out of the elevator first, while Zhou Lin followed behind Shen Qingzi and looked at her back supporting Zuo Yin, with complicated emotions.

Azi, tell me, you won't be easily changed by this kid.

Right.

Shen Qingzi helped Zuo Yin to the eastmost lounge on the second floor. The room was not big, like a standard hotel suite, with a clean living room outside and a small bedroom inside.

I don't know if it's because of the bumpy walk that made Zuoyin feel a little uncomfortable. As soon as Shen Qingzi supported her feet and carried her into the bedroom, she frowned and leaned on Shen Qingzi's shoulder in dissatisfaction. There was a soft snort in his neck.

The alcohol-smelling nostrils and the moist heat all rushed to Shen Qingzi's neck, and the unknown fire hidden in her heart was about to stir, and there was a sign of resurgence.

Shen Qingzi deliberately avoided Zuo Yin's movements, and reminded softly: "Zuo Yin, don't make trouble."

Hearing someone seemed to be talking to herself, Zuo Yin struggled with her eyes and finally opened them.

She looked at the side face of the woman who was close at hand in front of her, and she recognized Shen Qingzi's eyes with peach blossoms from her hazy vision, and muffled a response from her mouth: "Well, Shen Qing posture……"

"it's me."

After Shen Qingzi answered, she asked again: "How do you feel, are you uncomfortable?"

"Hmm..." Zuo Yin didn't know if she was suffering or not. She just felt that her temples were tense. Just now, she followed Shen Qingzi all the way, as if she had passed through some sci-fi tunnel. There were colorful lights in her eyes. , I haven't slowed down until now.

"I drank a little too much." Zuo Yin said while holding his forehead.

"En." Shen Qingzi nodded.

Zuo Yin shrugged her nose when she heard the sound, and she also smelled a little alcohol in Shen Qingzi's breath.

She asked in a daze, "I remember, are you... are you blocking the wine for me?"

"Yes." Shen Qingzi responded, and helped Zuo Yin to sit beside the bed.

Zuoyin frowned slowly, she was a little confused about the current situation, and the scene of Sun Yuqing pouring wine for Shen Qingzi was still playing back in her mind, "You don't have to hold back the wine for me, I can do it , what will you do when you get drunk later?"

Shen Qingzi knew that Zuo Yin was just woken up by tossing and was still drunk, so she simply explained to her: "The party is over."

Zuo Yin didn't seem to be listening, she shook her head, and said as usual: "You can't drink too much, you'll get drunk. Painter...painter must learn to love himself."

Shen Qingzi had a smile on her face, she had never seen Zuo Yin look so serious and childish before, and asked half-jokingly: "Then Zuo Yin, are you caring about me?"

Hearing this question, Zuo Yin fixedly looked at the woman in front of her.

After a while, she shook her head and denied, "...No."

Although it was a joke, Shen Qingzi still felt a little disappointed when she heard this answer.

It's just that this emptiness didn't last long, and Zuo Yin's slightly excited voice sounded in her ears: "I don't care about you, who cares about you drunkards! You'd better be like Zuo Lan, drink to the fullest!" A crazy woman, drunk so delirious, her hand trembles when she holds a pen!"

Zuo Yin's voice has always been calm and indifferent, without any emotion, like an old man in the body of a 19-year-old girl.At this moment, even though Zuo Yin was yelling unrulyly when she was drunk, Shen Qingzi could hear the concern behind her radical words.

Just like Shen Yue has drawn countless times in her comic books, a black-cut white girl with a cold face and a warm heart.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingzi's eyes showed a sadness and tenderness that had never been seen before.

She squatted halfway in front of Zuo Yin, rubbed her tiger's mouth with her thumb, and said soothingly: "Xiao Yin, I won't become a drunkard, don't worry."

But hearing this answer, Zuo Yin's brows not only did not loosen, but frowned even deeper.

Alcoholics have no logical thinking, Zuo Yin escaped and remembered the problems he had struggled with during the banquet just now, looked down at Shen Qingzi's hand on the back of his hand, and muttered to himself: "But, but why did you say that that day? I'm drunk..."

Shen Qingzi didn't hear what Zuo Yin was saying clearly, and asked, "What?"

Zuo Yin, who was drunk, answered every question, and repeated to Shen Qingzi: "When you were at the bar that day, why were you drunk? It's obvious that you can drink so well now..."

Shen Qingzi was taken aback.

She can drink very well, if she drinks without any negative emotions, she will not get drunk, but in the desert where she met Zuo Yin, she has too many personal feelings mixed in.

Lingering, carved into the bone marrow.

Shen Qingzi pursed her lips, lowered her head slightly to avoid meeting Zuo Yin's gaze.

With so many things in her heart, she has never shared any of them with others, nor can she share them with others.

Suddenly, Shen Qingzi felt her shoulders suddenly sink.

He looked down and saw that there was a sleeping girl in his arms.

Zuo Yin didn't wait for Shen Qingzi's answer for a long time. In this extremely quiet environment, she closed her eyes again, limp and plunged into Shen Qingzi's arms.

The girl's pitch-black hair rubbed against Shen Qingzi's chin, and her even and heavy breathing fell on Shen Qingzi's neck, making her itch every time.

Shen Qingzi carefully hugged Zuo Yin and put her back on the bed, a chuckle escaped from the corner of her mouth.

I was actually reminded of the past by this drunk child.

Thinking so, Shen Qingzi sat beside Zuo Yin's bed.

Outside the rectangular glass window are silhouetted mountains and the moon. Tonight's night sky is extremely lonely, with no stars appearing.

"Don't drink all the time, your hands will shake..."

Zuoyin murmured softly under the quilt, like a whisper in a dream, but also like a real exhortation.

Shen Qingzi didn't hear Zuo Yin's words clearly, she turned her head slightly and listened carefully.

"If you shake your hands, you can't draw a good work. You can't learn from Zuo Lan... Shen Qingzi..."

Zuo Lan...

Shen Qingzi thought of the woman she had seen in the broken red brick house, and the beer bottles that were scattered on the floor.

Even though it was only that one night together, is this child worried about himself?

Shen Qingzi couldn't help but turned sideways and looked carefully at the sleeping Zuo Yin.

The flushed cheeks were buried in the pure white bedding, and the short black hair was messily scattered on the pillow.

At this time, Zuo Yin was as well-behaved and exquisite as a doll at the mercy of others.

Except for the frown that has been furrowed tightly.

Shen Qingzi recalled that morning in Dunhuang, the room was full of warm sun, and Zuo Yin's brows were also furrowed like this.

This kid seems to seldom show off his face.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingzi raised her hand.

Fingers like jade knots gently touched the hill between the girl's eyebrows, and the soft fingertips gently rubbed on it with warmth.

One lap, two laps...

The strong smell of alcohol and the faint fragrance of Shen Qingzi covered every corner. Zuo Yin, who was struggling in the nightmare, seemed to feel the tenderness brought to her by the outside world. The dark and chaotic world was slowly blown by the breeze, covering the The dark clouds covering the moon were pushed away.

"elder sister……"

Zuo Yin murmured unconsciously.

Shen Qingzi felt her heart was gently scratched by this little wolf cub.

Zuo Yin put down her sharp claws during the day, and only the soft pad of the palm remained on Shen Qingzi's heart.

But this moment of warmth didn't last long, and a few seconds later there was a knock on the door of the room.

Just now when Fu Zuoyin came in, he didn't close the door in time, the brown-red door was ajar, and a black shadow squeezed in.