【Extra】Shi Huai, Don’t Look Back
[Shi Huai, look back, I am out of your sight]
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Zhou Jibai thought he might really be crazy.
"Second Young Master, it's done. Are you satisfied with it?"
The tattoo artist took out a mirror and walked out.
Zhou Jibai stood up quietly and glanced sideways at the ink-and-wash tattoo of a butterfly with intertwined branches and leaves on his waist. The tattoo was not large, and it would be in harmony with him for the rest of his life.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
"By the way, can you get your ears pierced here?"
Tattoo artist: "Of course! I'll give you one for free."
The dull burning pain on his waist and the stinging pain on his ears caused Zhou Jibai's mood to change subtly.
He had clearly decided to distance himself from Shi Huai.
In the end, he still catered to all of Shi Huai's preferences and did some extraordinary things.
Zhou Jibai's amber eyes dimmed little by little, and he put on his clothes slowly.
Before leaving, he picked out a pair of low-key obsidian earrings and put them on.
"Second Young Master, there's a motorcycle race on the top of the mountain tonight. Do you want to come?"
Zhou Jibai: "Come."
…
"Ji Bai, what's wrong with you? We haven't seen each other for such a long time. What did you experience in Guangnan?" He Yunxun asked.
Ling Qingyu even shamelessly lifted up Zhou Jibai's shirt and saw the ink tattoo on his waist. He sighed repeatedly, "How come he got such a poetic tattoo?"
Zhou Jibai took a sip of his wine and said, "There was a car accident."
“????”
“!?!!”
"What! You didn't even tell us about such a big thing! Do you still have us brothers in your eyes?"
"No."
“…”
"People in life-or-death situations want to make a fresh start and become a better person. How come you're speeding, getting tattoos, and even getting your ears pierced?" He Yunxun narrowed his eyes as he spoke. "When you were sixteen, we forced you to get your ears pierced, but you refused. Tsk."
"I don't think you're feeling happy, you're just heartbroken."
As these words fell, Zhou Jibai's face turned gloomy, his brows were furrowed, and he stopped talking.
"Come on, with his sharp tongue, how could any girl be attracted to him?"
"So what? At least our brother Zhou Er has a handsome face."
"That makes sense."
A few people were chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was cheerful when Shang Jue came.
Shang Jue's expression was not much better than Zhou Jibai's.
The purpose of today's party was to send Shang Jue off to go abroad.
Shang Jue went to Guangnan with his mother to study during his three years of high school, and he rarely met his friends.
Ever since he finished the college entrance exam, Shang Jue had been dragged out to play by those second-generation rich kids every day since returning to Changjing. He had only gone to Guangnan a few days ago, and since returning, he had been acting like a deadbeat, not hanging out with them anymore, and staying inside all day fiddling with something.
He is going abroad the day after tomorrow, and several people had to plead with him repeatedly before they were able to call him out.
"Hey! Master Shang! You finally came to honor me."
Everyone teased Shang Jue, but Shang Jue was always in low spirits and couldn't muster any motivation.
"You have this gloomy face too. Could it be that you are also heartbroken?"
Shang Jue did not deny, "Yes."
“Wow!”
After he said this, everyone in the box became excited and noisy.
Shang Jue watched and answered whatever they asked. He answered what he could, and kept quiet if he didn't want to.
The bustle in the box seemed to have nothing to do with Zhou Jibai. He simply glanced at Shang Jue indifferently and then left.
The moment he walked out of the box, he pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it with unskillful ease, and leaned lazily against the wall, puffing away.
He didn't even know how to clear his lungs. He just took a slow breath and exhaled, watching the smoke linger and letting the smell of the smoke choke his eyes red.
When Zhou Jibai came back again, more than half an hour had passed.
Shang Jue couldn't get over his relationship with Shi Huai, and just drank to drown his sorrows.
The wine glass was empty again and again.
Zhou Jibai was rarely merciful and was willing to personally pour a glass of wine for Shang Jue.
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
"Master Zhou Er, what can I do for you?"
"Race off the mountaintop."
He Yunxun's pupils suddenly shrank: "Are you fucking crazy? You just finished half a bottle of brandy, and you're going to race? Why don't you just die?"
Zhou Jibai's voice was unfocused, and his nonchalant attitude made people want to punch him: "Why don't you come with me and die together?"
"……no!"
He Yunxun and Ling Qingyu were still smart enough. They were afraid that Zhou Jibai would really go racing, so they followed him like his little followers and watched him closely.
Only after he had sent this frightening old man to his doorstep and personally greeted Zhou Xu did he dare to leave.
After returning to the box, they saw that only a few people were left, and they were confused.
"Where are you? Why are you going home so early to sleep and stay healthy?"
"Everyone went to see Shang Jue."
"Ah? What happened to that little Shang Jue?"
"I don't know. Maybe he was too emotional after the breakup? He vomited all over the place after drinking. You didn't see it just now. I was afraid that Shang Jue would die here."
"Where is Shang Jue now?"
"We originally wanted to take him to the hospital, but he acted like a masochist and refused to go. He even said it was God's punishment and he deserved it."
"Hiss—it's clearly alcohol poisoning, but this is God's punishment for him. I've heard too much about NetEase Cloud Music."
“…”
…
Zhou Jibai had finished his shower and was lying on the bed. Before going to sleep, he saw the messages sent by Ling Qingyu and He Yunxun in the small group.
Seeing Shang Jue's miserable condition, the corners of his lips rose triumphantly for a moment, but quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Just because Zhou Jibai still vaguely remembers it.
That day, after Shi Huai and Shang Jue broke up, tears glistened in her eyes the moment she walked out of the alley.
He should never have done that. He deserved it for making Shi Huai cry.
…
Old Mrs. Zhou still knew that he had been in a car accident. She was so distressed that she kept calling him her good grandson.
Zhou Jibai's ears were numb from listening to this. He smiled and said to his grandmother, "Don't talk about these empty words. Show me some real love."
"What do you want?"
Zhou Jibai didn't hesitate at all: "Private plane."
Mrs. Zhou: ...
"What a wasteful thing! Isn't one car enough for the family?"
"Not enough." Zhou Jibai leaned lazily against Old Lady Zhou. "It's been very hard not being able to see for more than two months."
“Get out, get out, get out!”
Half a month later, Zhou Jibai received a private jet as promised.
Zhou Jibai set up three routes.
The first one is the route from where he will be going abroad to study to Guangnan.
The second route is from Changjing to Guangnan.
The third route is from abroad to Changjing.
…
Zhou Jibai appeared in Guangnan quietly and left quietly.
Every time he would just take a quick look at Shi Huai and leave.
By chance, he saw another brat beside Shi Huai.
He was so angry that he stayed in Guangnan for a few more days.
Investigate the boy's ancestors for 18 generations.
Zhou Jibai observed secretly and saw that the man was wearing the same earrings as himself. He sneered: "Idiot. Why are you imitating others?"
The boy was from another school and would ride his motorcycle to take Shihuai to and from school every day.
The day after Zhou Jibai arrived, he bought a cool and expensive motorcycle. Every day, he would pass by Shi Huai's school gate when she was with her boyfriend, very casually.
Zhou Jibai couldn't remember how many boyfriends Shi Huai had over the years.
The only one who left a deep impression was Shi Huai.
Shi Huai cut her hair.
Huai got a manicure.
Shi Huai dyed her hair again.
Why does Shi Huai always smoke recently?
Shihuai's skirt is too short.
Why did Shi Huai's top make him so angry? If it weren't for her long hair, you could see her entire white, thin back.
There were also a few damn guys who brought Shi Huai to a place like a bar.
Zhou Jibai had a cold face and asked someone to check their ID cards, excluding these bad boys from entering.
But he always slips up sometimes.
Once he landed in Guangnan late at night, and when he found Shi Huai again, she came out of the bar drunk.
But Shi Huai was very well behaved and just stood at the door of the bar waiting for her friends to come and pick her up.
The little girl is grown up now, and her appearance is becoming more and more charming. A few bad guys saw her alone and came over to her, wanting to add her WeChat.
Shi Huai looked embarrassed, but in order to avoid trouble, he still tremblingly reached out for his cell phone.
Suddenly, a stone fell from the sky and hit the mobile phone of the person in front of Shi Huai accurately.
"What the hell? Which idiot?!"
Zhou Jibai deliberately made some noise, glanced at the three people who were staring at him hungrily, and turned and left.
The three men didn't even bother asking for the pretty girl's WeChat and just followed her: "You little bastard! Stop right there!"
Shi Huai stood there in a daze. She had not yet seen what the "stranger" who helped her looked like.
Zhou Jibai led these people to a remote and deserted alley, then slowly stopped and looked at them with sinister eyes.
Several people were panting and were about to curse when they saw Zhou Jibai punching them without any mercy!
Beat them to the ground with all your might.
Zhou Jibai glanced coldly at the deserted alley and lowered his eyes.
As long as she is safe and sound.
He didn't need to be within her sight.
…
After Shi Huai finished the college entrance examination, in addition to his family and friends, he also received a bouquet of flowers.
[Go forward bravely, Shi Huai, don’t look back]
It was a short sentence, without any outstanding literary talent, but just a straightforward and simple sentence that touched Shi Huai's heart directly.
Later she asked all her close friends who had given her the bouquet of sunflowers.
Their answers were unanimous: "It's not me."
But Shi Huai could vaguely feel that this person understood him very well.
Who gave you these words that touch your soul and your heart?
Shi Huai couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried.
Later, when the sunflower withered, she put the card in her diary which was filled with her girlish thoughts.
In fact, Zhou Jibai also wrote another card.
But he didn't dare hand it over, so he tore the card into pieces of paper like snowflakes.
[Shi Huai, look back, I am out of your sight]
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