Chapter 99
Chu Yue didn't expect Qi Baozhu to reject her. She was stunned for a long time before she realized what information was revealed in Qi Baozhu's words.
"Who told you that my family is not the real Chu family?"
Chu Yue asked Qi Baozhu this, but Qi Baozhu closed her mouth again and was unwilling to speak. Chu Yue had the answer in her heart. The person who could say this must be Chu Liqiang. He has been very popular these days and no one knows how many people he has told about what happened back then.
But the question is, how did Qi Baozhu know? Since she knew it, did Chief Qi also know it?
She had questions in her mind, so she kept pestering Qi Baozhu for answers. She used to do this often, and every time Qi Baozhu would only answer her when she was really helpless. But this time, Qi Baozhu remained silent for a while, and suddenly, she stood up and walked quickly outside.
For someone who was born with severe social anxiety, it was already quite difficult for her to refuse Chu Yue once. As for pushing her away and rejecting her again, Qi Baozhu still didn't dare to do it. But she didn't want to tell Chu Yue about Chu Jiujiu's family affairs, so she learned another method on her own: if she couldn't afford to provoke someone, she could afford to avoid him.
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Qi Baozhu opened the door and walked downstairs. Chu Yue chased after her, but she walked too fast and she only saw her back. Then, Qi Baozhu opened her grandfather's door and went in. She slammed the door shut. Immediately afterwards, there was a click from behind the door. It was Qi Baozhu who locked the bolt.
Qi Baozhu's mother glanced at Chu Yue, who was standing on the stairs, and then at Qi Baozhu, who had clearly been forced inside.
She pursed her lips, and with a bang, she placed the fruit plate on the glass coffee table. Qi Baozhu's father looked up and saw his wife's expression. He knew that she wanted to take some measures, and they were not very good measures.
He pretended to glance casually, briefly looking at Chu Yue who looked embarrassed, then he coughed lightly and turned a page of the newspaper in his hand.
Not saying anything meant that he also supported it. Qi Baozhu's mother took off her apron and waved to Chu Yue with a smile.
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Qi Baozhu's mother was very tactful. She didn't tell Chu Yue to stop coming to their house. Instead, she greeted her with some concern, asking if she needed anything. Then she explained that they had been having a lot of guests lately, and that Chief Qi was very busy both at home and away from home, so there were always important people coming to discuss matters. So, if Chu Yue wanted to hang out with Qi Baozhu again, she could just ask her out. As long as she agreed, no one in the Qi family would bother them.
That's a good thing to say, but the question is, would Qi Baozhu agree to go out?
Chu Yue knew that this was a permanent order of expulsion, so she quickly interrupted Qi Baozhu's mother. She wanted to try harder, and even dug up the matter of saving Qi Baozhu. But no matter what she said, Qi Baozhu's mother just said one thing: If you have any difficulties, you can tell us, but you can't come to my house anymore.
Chu Yue wanted to be friends with Qi Baozhu in order to lean on the big tree of Chief Qi. However, who knew that Qi Baozhu was such a weird person who could not be persuaded by ordinary people. That road was blocked, and Chu Liqiang was eyeing her covetously from behind. Chu Yue gritted her teeth and had to repeat to her mother what she had just said to Qi Baozhu.
She didn't know that the Qi family and the Chu family already knew each other, and she kept playing the victim. Qi Baozhu's mother listened for a long time, and finally nodded, saying that she would tell Chief Qi when he came back.
Hearing this, Chu Yue thanked him profusely and left without any airs of a savior. Qi Baozhu's mother said goodbye to her with a smile until she left. Qi Baozhu's mother closed the door and returned to the living room. She sneered.
"She can even turn black into white. Chu Yue is quite good at talking. If it's really as she said, and she just wants to sever ties, Chu Liqiang wouldn't be so ruthless. But wasn't the biggest accusation against Commander Chu the one put on him by her grandmother and father?"
The Qi family had suffered hardships before, and while they were united at home, things weren't so peaceful outside. She had been betrayed by her best friend, so she hated Mrs. Gao's behavior. She looked at her husband and said, "Justice, Commander Chu was demoted to the garment factory and not even thrown into the cowshed because of the charge of exploiting a martyr. That shows no one has ever charged him with any other crime. Her own grandmother killed her own grandfather, and she has the nerve to ask us to help her. I used to think she had a good heart, but now it seems there's something wrong with my eyes!"
Qi Baozhu's father was silent for a moment, then poured her mother a glass of water: "Why do you care about other people's affairs? Okay, now that you know what kind of people they are, just stop having any contact with them in the future."
"It's easy for you to say that. Chu Yue is Baozhu's savior. What if she uses this to ask us to do something in the future?"
Qi Baozhu's father: "Whatever you have to do, she begged you today, did you do it for her? People are two-faced, and others can accuse you of something, regardless of whether there is any truth. If Chu Yue is really in trouble, we will help her if we can, but if she is just taking advantage of our family's influence to seek benefits, there is no need to pay attention to her."
Qi Baozhu's mother shook her head. "I know everything you said. I just can't understand why one of them is so innocent while the other is so cunning and scheming."
At this time, Chu Tianzhen Jiujiu was having dinner with everyone in the tidied courtyard.
Liu Yuzhen cooked the meal at Grandpa Wang's house, with Secretary Lin and Grandpa Wang's guards helping out. Because there were so many people, they cooked seven or eight dishes. Han Shengyi even went to a nearby state-owned restaurant and brought back a few hearty dishes. Sitting in the courtyard, several small tables left by the previous residents were joined together to form a large table. In the early summer evening, a dozen people gathered around, some drinking, others chatting.
The aroma of food wafted from the courtyard, and the entire alley was enveloped by this fragrance. After Chu Jiujiu finished her meal, she went to play games with Sanbao and Xiaobao. She was the older child, Sanbao was ten years old, and Xiaobao was eight years old. None of them could beat her. Relying on the advantage of age, Chu Jiujiu won all the clippings and photos that Xiaobao had collected for almost a year.
A low air pressure surrounded Xiaobao's head. Seeing this, Chu Jiujiu couldn't bear it and walked over to him. She asked him to return all his clippings to him, but winning or losing was the rule. Since the clippings were returned to him, he could not eat the ice watermelon in the evening and had to give it to Sister Jiujiu.
Xiao Bao was still young and unaware of the treacherous nature of human nature. He thought Chu Jiujiu was particularly kind, and even returned the newspaper clipping to him. That night, Grandpa Wang took out some watermelons from his well. These were the first batch of watermelons in the capital. Grandpa Wang, who had many soldiers under his command, was always willing to honor him, so he got two.
The temperature in early summer was not high, and the well was even colder. Liu Yuzhen cut the watermelon and gave two pieces to each of them. Xiaobao pitifully handed his watermelon to Chu Jiujiu. Chu Jiujiu did not feel any psychological pressure at all. She took a piece for herself and gave another piece to Erbao. Then, the two sisters finished the watermelon with a few crunches.
Nowadays, everyone sitting in this courtyard has plenty of food. A piece of watermelon is nothing. When summer comes, you can buy a whole one for three cents. In Chu Jiujiu's words, she is not eating the watermelon, but the sense of victory.
Erbao didn’t understand what this sense of accomplishment meant. She just thought Chu Jiujiu was amazing and could win any game.
In the future, she will also learn from Chu Jiujiu!
Chu Jiujiu has become an idol role model in Erbao's growth process, but Chu Jiujiu herself doesn't know this. After a tiring day and eating some cold watermelon, she finally felt alive. Before leaving, she took Sanbao and Xiaobao to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought a bag of rice crusts for each of them.
The courtyard was tidied up, and Chu Jiujiu no longer had to worry about finding a tenant. Returning home, Chu Jiujiu emptied her schoolbag and began furiously catching up on her homework.
She has to stay in the courtyard for two days. If she doesn't write, she will be punished by the teacher to stand tomorrow.
Since starting school, Chu Jiujiu, Chu Shao, and Han Shengyi, once inseparable, have been spending less and less time together. Add in Wen Xiuwei's constant busy filming schedule, and the four of them probably don't spend more than 24 hours together in a month.
This is what growing up is like. Everyone has their own things to do. It is no longer possible to run around in the mountains and rivers every day like we did as children.
Chu Jiujiu was sitting in the living room of the Han family. She had just finished her meal. There was a news program on TV and she was reading a newspaper in her hand. She noticed a news item with the words "National Museum" written on it, and Chu Jiujiu's attention was immediately attracted to it.
The National Museum has opened a new batch of collections and invites the public to visit.
Chu Jiujiu lowered her head and straightened her waist slightly. After two seconds, she raised her head and looked around for Han Shengyi.
Just as I was looking for it, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind me, "What are you looking for?"
Ever since his voice change period, Han Shengyi's voice has become more and more charming day by day. When he spoke to Chu Jiujiu so closely, Chu Jiujiu couldn't help but feel a little moved.
Don't get her wrong, when she saw the kitten lying on the wall, her heart would also be moved.
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Chu Jiujiu tilted her head back and rested her neck on the back of the chair. She was very flexible and didn't feel uncomfortable with her neck arched like this.
Holding the newspaper high, Chu Jiujiu showed it to him: "There's a new exhibition at the National Museum, Brother Shengyi, let's go see it together~"
From this perspective, Chu Jiujiu could only see Han Shengyi's chin. From this death perspective, Han Shengyi's appearance was still very good. Moreover, looking at Han Shengyi like this, Chu Jiujiu suddenly remembered the game illustrations she had seen in modern times.
Ah~ Is this the beautiful boy who broke through the dimension~
Chu Jiujiu likes to look at beautiful women and handsome men. She even likes to look at round and shiny apples. She doesn’t have any romantic thoughts, but the people she looks at have already blushed.
Han Shengyi had known Chu Jiujiu for five years, and for the first time, he felt that Chu Jiujiu's focused gaze was a little unbearable.
It was also very strange. She had looked at him this way for a long time. Except for the first time when he felt a little uncomfortable, he gradually got used to it. But he didn't know why, the discomfort he had in childhood came back to him today.
Is it because he has grown up?
Or maybe it’s because Chu Jiujiu has grown up.
His thoughts wandered for only a second, and then Han Shengyi looked at the place Chu Jiujiu mentioned and took a quick look. Han Shengyi nodded and took a step back without leaving any trace. "Okay, when are you planning to go?"
Chu Jiujiu put down the newspaper and said, "Saturday. When Chu Shao and Weiwei come back, I'll ask them if they want to go."
Speaking of these two people, Chu Jiujiu turned her head and glanced at the clock in the living room.
The clock pointed to 9:50, but they still hadn't come back. Chu Jiujiu was puzzled: "Didn't we say we were going to have dinner? Why haven't they come back yet?"
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Wen Xiuwei plays the role of the daughter of the regiment commander, who is the male protagonist of this film. Wen Xiuwei's role is not very large. The highlight moment is near the end of the film, when she is captured by the enemy. In the dungeon, she would rather die than betray any information about her father. From the beginning, everyone knows that this character is being persecuted, so after the dungeon scene, she is killed by the enemy.
But she had not finished filming yet. The real finishing point was after the regiment commander took back the land, came to the dungeon and saw his daughter's body. She was holding a party constitution tightly in her hand. The regiment commander pried her hand open and burst into tears.
The film's theme is beautiful, but Chu Jiujiu has complained more than once about how the regiment commander's daughter could still hold something in her hands after three days of torture. Furthermore, didn't her torturers take anything away? If she were the one interrogating, she would definitely have taken away any suspicious items from the person, especially something like the Party Constitution, so that the daughter would collapse as quickly as possible and they could extract information from her.
Chu Shao was speechless. He didn't understand why Chu Jiujiu wanted to put herself on the side of the villain. Although, if the identities were reversed, she was right.
Regardless of the screenwriter's thoughts, few people would notice such a small detail. Wen Xiuwei still acted according to the plot. She finished filming, and three days later, the entire crew finished filming. The studio invited everyone to a state-owned restaurant for dinner. Wen Xiuwei had planned to go alone, but when she was invited, Chu Shao was nearby. The director also knew that Wen Xiuwei had a younger brother, so he invited Chu Shao as well.
At tonight's dinner, some people brought their families, while some did not. Even those who brought their families were all adults, with no children. The youngest person at the entire banquet was Chu Shao.
Wen Xiuwei sat with the familiar elder sister, and Chu Shao sat next to her. He had been to this crew countless times, but this was the first time they sat together to eat like this.
He didn't say anything and ate in silence. The eldest sister chatted with Wen Xiuwei for a while, and then her eyes fell on Chu Shao. The eldest sister looked him up and down, put down her chopsticks, and moved a little closer to Wen Xiuwei.
"Xiuwei, how old is your brother? He's so handsome. Has your family introduced him to a girl?"
Wen Xiuwei: "He is only seventeen years old and still in school."
The eldest sister was stunned for a moment. "Go to school? Then he still comes to pick you up every day. Doesn't their school care?"
Wen Xiuwei smiled and said, "School ends early, and we all live at home instead of on campus, so we have more free time."
The eldest sister nodded, then, leaning on the table, she smiled and said to Chu Shao across Wen Xiuwei: "You are quite good, young man. You are still in school, but you can come to pick up your sister every day regardless of the weather. Well, not bad, you are a real man!"
Hearing someone talking to him, Chu Shao raised his head. He looked at the kind-looking elder sister, then at Wen Xiuwei. After a second, he lowered his eyes again and picked up a salted shrimp in the bowl.
"She is not my sister, you misunderstood."
Eldest sister: "Ah? Xiuwei, what's going on?"
Wen Xiuwei hadn't expected him to say this, especially in front of her colleagues. However, since he had already said it, Wen Xiuwei could only explain: "Chu Shao means that we are not siblings."
The eldest sister nodded blankly, "I know, you two have different last names. I always thought you were cousins. Are you not even cousins?"
Everyone was sitting at the same table, and everyone around could hear what everyone said. They found the topic here more interesting, and all of a sudden, several pairs of eyes looked over.
Wen Xiuwei laughed uncomfortably. "Not really. I went to Qingzhu Village to work in the countryside, and that's when I met Chu Shao and Jiujiu, who lived there at the time. They're siblings. Their mother had passed away, and their father was away on a mission, so I was all alone. At first, Jiujiu and I were very close, but then something happened, and I ended up living with them. We've been living together all these years. Chu Shao and Jiujiu are just like my biological brothers and sisters."
After hearing this, the eldest sister sighed and said, "This is too hard, but it's also good. You two are destined to be together."
Wen Xiuwei smiled again. She said nothing, hoping the topic would change quickly. But things don't always go as planned. The more you fear something, the more likely it will come to you. The older sister didn't say anything else. A man across from her suddenly asked, "You're all grown up now, and you still live together?"
He didn't say any offensive words, but his words were full of offense.
After he asked this question, the looks of several people at the dinner table changed. Some thought that what they did was against the rules, while others were curious, as if they felt that their relationship was not that simple.
The smile on Wen Xiuwei's face faded a little. She looked at the man in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "Well, we have always lived together. The Chu family's house is big and has many rooms. There are three of us, each with a room. We all feel very comfortable living like this."
Chu Shao turned his head and looked at Wen Xiuwei beside him, silently pursing his lips.
When she answered like this, the man opposite her immediately lost his composure. Finally, he could only reply sarcastically, "Really? Comrade Wen, you're really lucky."
If she answered too carefully, people would accuse her of being guilty. If she answered too vaguely, people would accuse her of covering up. People only liked to hear things they found stimulating. Things that were not stimulating were simply skipped over and not noticed at all. If she didn't answer well today, she would hear rumors about herself and Chu Shao every day in the studio.
Therefore, she would rather let these people think that she was materialistic and bootlicking than let Chu Shao's name appear in some dirty stories.
Wen Xiuwei was always being looked at through tinted glasses. There were at least a hundred, if not eighty, gossip stories about her, some of them exaggerated, some out of jealousy, some out of plain curiosity. She didn't want Chu Shao to experience that. He was so kind and straightforward. If he really encountered that, he would be furious and there would be no way to deal with it.
Let her do it, she is used to it anyway.
Wen Xiuwei drank a sip of water in the cup with a normal expression. She looked very calm. The elder sister beside her was silent for two seconds, then laughed happily again. She arranged for everyone to eat. The weird atmosphere just now quickly passed, and the dinner table became lively again. Only Chu Shao was still looking at Wen Xiuwei beside him.
Wen Xiuwei naturally noticed it, and she looked over. The two looked at each other for a while, and it was Chu Shao who lowered his head first.
When men eat, they tend to get happier the more they eat, because they drink. Under the influence of alcohol, they gradually become excited. At first, they act like decent men, but slowly, their true nature is exposed. When they first sit at the table, they say it's just a few men drinking, but after three rounds of drinks, they start to pull the women next to them to drink with them.
Chu Shao watched them coldly for a moment, realizing there was a pattern to their attempts to persuade them to drink. For example, they'd only offer one drink to the middle-aged woman, and once she drank, they'd let her go. But with the young woman, they'd insist on getting three or four. The lead actress was also young, but her family had connections, so they also only offered her one drink. Meanwhile, the woman at the table, who had the least connections and looked the most vulnerable, was offered five or six drinks in a row. A man even sat next to her, constantly urging her to drink.
Drinking culture isn't a modern phenomenon; the fact that it's called "culture" suggests it's been around for centuries. But in ancient times, when men were considered superior to women, women who served as hostesses were considered the most despised of human beings. They didn't dare complain, nor did they realize they should. Only now have women suddenly realized that men and women are equal, and that their treatment of me was wrong.
However, it is not of much use to realize this. In the eyes of some people, the female colleagues who work and are busy with them are actually hostesses in another sense.
A phenomenon requires centuries of tireless effort from everyone, going through stages of awakening, anger, resistance, change, and repetition before it finally subsides and ends. Those at this table haven't even heard of the term "drinking table culture." They're simply following in the footsteps of their predecessors, doing what they've seen others do.
Chu Shao was not a man as thoughtful as Han Shengyi. He did not understand what these behaviors meant on other levels. He just hated the behavior of these people after they were drunk, and he hated it even more that they wanted to treat Wen Xiuwei in the same way.
Some of the people present were just small fry, while some were prominent figures in the studio. Chu Shao was no longer the young man he used to be. He knew that he couldn't offend these people easily. Wen Xiuwei wanted to be a star, not just to film a scene and satisfy her star addiction.
So, when others urged Wen Xiuwei to drink, Chu Shao took it for her and drank it in one gulp. Wen Xiuwei looked at Chu Shao in amazement. Her whole body was stiff and she dared not move.
The man who was urging people to drink didn't seem to expect that someone would dare to interrupt him. He was about to get angry when the person behind him whispered something in his ear.
"His father is the divisional political commissar and has a very good relationship with Minister Han."
His hand trembled, and the man swallowed the words in an instant. Then, he went to persuade the next person as if nothing had happened.
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Wen Xiuwei wasn't completely without connections within the studio. She had the backing of the Chu and Han families. Even if she never flaunted her influence, others would always know about her situation. Once one person knew, the entire studio would know. So even if Chu Shao hadn't helped her, he wouldn't have done anything to her. At most, he'd let her have a couple of drinks because she was pretty.
Wen Xiuwei didn't even eat her food, but just stared at Chu Shao nervously. That glass was of white wine with a very high alcohol content. Chu Shao drank it without changing his expression, as if he had drunk it before. But only Wen Xiuwei knew that this should be the first glass of wine Chu Shao had ever drunk in his life.
Even his dad has never drunk with him!
Chu Liqiang had never drunk with him because he wanted to wait until Chu Shao's eighteenth birthday. Now, the first cup, such a memorable event, has been wasted by Chu Shao himself.
Wen Xiuwei also drinks, but her alcohol tolerance is average, so she only has a few sips each time. She doesn't know how much Chu Shao can drink, but seeing that Chu Liqiang can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, Chu Shao should be pretty good too.
Wen Xiuwei sat next to him and asked him quietly, "How are you?"
"Is your throat hot?"
Chu Shao shook his head silently.
Seeing that he could still answer her questions, Wen Xiuwei felt relieved, but she didn't know that she was relieved too early.
Chu Shao didn't say anything because he was too spicy to speak, but he also had his own masculine burden, and he didn't want the people present to see it, so he kept carrying it himself. Then, after carrying it for a while, his mind became confused.
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At ten o'clock in the evening, when all the restaurants were closed, the group finally came out. No one cared about the male comrades, but everyone wanted to ask about the female comrades. Soon, someone remembered Wen Xiuwei. They looked around and saw Wen Xiuwei standing with her brother. They hurriedly asked, "Comrade Wen, do you want us to take you there?"
Wen Xiuwei had a smile on her face. She supported Chu Shao with half of her body and was almost crushed by Chu Shao's weight.
"No, no, we're here by bike. Please be careful on your way back."
After hearing this, no one asked any more questions. After all, there was a tall and strong man behind her. With a snap, the door of the state-owned restaurant behind her was locked. All her colleagues left. Wen Xiuwei could finally let go of the corners of her mouth that had been pulled up all day. Chu Shao leaned half against the wall and the other half against her. Wen Xiuwei's mouth drooped. She turned her head and slapped Chu Shao's forehead with a look of disappointment.
"Wake up! Tell me, what are you trying to do if you can't drink?"
Wen Xiuwei rarely gets angry unless Chu Shao and Chu Jiujiu offend her in some way. As for Han Shengyi, please, he is such a steady person, how could he possibly offend Wen Xiuwei.
Chu Shao's eyelids were half drooped, and he looked almost asleep. Wen Xiuwei sighed and resigned herself to her fate, using her thin shoulders to support him as he walked towards where the bicycles were parked.
There was no one else on this road. It was very late and everyone was staying at home. The only things that kept them company were the dim street lights and the insects flying around them.
Everything was quiet at night, and in Chu Shao's ears, there was only one voice chattering.
"With your drinking capacity, you'd better say goodbye to alcohol for the rest of your life. Your dad is such a heavy drinker, how come you didn't inherit any of that?"
"Ahhhhhh, I'm really going to collapse. Why are you so heavy? Oh my God, I still have to ride all the way back home with you. Never mind, I'll just leave you here and come back to pick you up tomorrow morning!"
"Ah! Hair, hair, my hair, you caught my hair!"
Wen Xiuwei screamed in pain, and Chu Shao's hazy eyes finally opened. Under Wen Xiuwei's constant urging, he slowly opened his five fingers, and soon, a strand of hair slipped from his fingertips.
After finally saving her hair, Wen Xiuwei didn't have the strength to speak anymore. She shut her mouth and put all her energy into moving Chu Shao. Finally, she came to the side of the bicycle. Wen Xiuwei looked around and found a street lamp next to it. She hurriedly took Chu Shao over.
Taking Chu Shao's arm off her shoulder, Wen Xiuwei earnestly instructed him, "I'm going to unlock it. You stand here. Stand still and don't fall. Do you hear me?"
Chu Shao leaned his upper body against the lamppost. Wen Xiuwei hadn't measured his height for a while, and suddenly she realized that Chu Shao seemed to have grown taller again.
He half lowered his head, still looking down at Wen Xiuwei, his eyelids drooping, his gaze fell on Wen Xiuwei's face. At this time, the street lights were like spotlights on the stage, shining only on the two of them. Against the light, Wen Xiuwei could not see Shao's appearance clearly at this time, but Chu Shao could see her clearly.
He had known for a long time that Wen Xiuwei was a stunning beauty, but it seemed that only tonight did he truly realize this.
She was breathtakingly beautiful, and every flutter of her long eyelashes seemed to hit his heart, making him feel itchy, uncomfortable, and an impulse inside.
Urging him to do something, or say something, to pull her into this mood.
Wen Xiuwei looked at Chu Shao in confusion. She was a little unsure whether Chu Shao had heard what she had just said. She frowned and was about to repeat what she had said, then she heard Chu Shao say to her, "Don't frown."
Wen Xiuwei was stunned.
Chu Shao raised his hand, and with his cool fingers, he gently pressed the center of her eyebrows. "When you frown..."
He paused for a second, then slowly placed his fingers on his chest, "It's uncomfortable here."
After Chu Shao finished saying this, he did not move. A moment later, Wen Xiuwei slowly opened her eyes. Her reaction was a little slow, and so was her heart. It only started beating violently at this moment. Her brain was blank. Wen Xiuwei looked at him in a daze. She opened her mouth, but found that her throat was temporarily lost. She tried again, and she finally made a sound.
"you……"
Chu Shao seemed not to have heard this word. He was still looking at Wen Xiuwei. Leaning against the streetlight, he gave a somewhat ruffian and somewhat evil smile, "Besides, you don't look good when you frown."
Wen Xiuwei: “…”
Her pounding heart suddenly became silent. Wen Xiuwei looked at Chu Shao numbly. She thought seriously about whether she should really leave Chu Shao here and leave.
Forget it, I can't argue with a drunkard.
Wen Xiuwei covered her injured heart, turned around and prepared to unlock her bicycle, but at this time, Chu Shao spoke again behind her.
"Are you angry?"
Wen Xiuwei resisted the urge to kick him and said without turning her head, "No."
Chu Shao blinked, his brows slightly furrowed. He looked at Wen Xiuwei's back, feeling distressed and bewildered. "You are just angry."
"But I wasn't wrong..."
"I don't like the way you frown, I only like the way you smile."
Wen Xiuwei squatted on the ground, holding the car lock in her hand, and tried to poke the key in three or four times, but it didn't go in. She failed again. She used too much force and almost fell forward. Hearing footsteps from behind, Wen Xiuwei panicked and tried again. This time, she accidentally poked it in.
Before Chu Shao came over, Wen Xiuwei had already stood up. She held onto the handlebars and was quiet for two seconds before turning around as if nothing had happened. "How are you? Are you sober now? I'll ride, and you sit in the back. Hold on to me and don't fall off."
After saying that, Wen Xiuwei quickly turned her head back. She didn't even see Chu Shao's expression. Of course, she didn't dare to look. She quickly sat on the bicycle, holding the handlebars with both hands, but her fingers couldn't help but loosen and clench again.
Chu Shao's mind was still unclear, and he moved very slowly. When the bicycle sank a little, Wen Xiuwei knew that he had sat on it. She wanted to turn her head to see if Chu Shao was sitting firmly, and then, a pair of overly long arms were wrapped around her waist.
Chu Shao's arms were too long and Wen Xiuwei's waist was too thin. It felt like he could hug two Wen Xiuweis with still enough room. This position was not very comfortable, so Chu Shao retracted one hand and only used his right hand to half-hug Wen Xiuwei's waist. His palm was very hot, covering the left side of Wen Xiuwei's waist. Wen Xiuwei felt that part of her waist was sweating.
After making sure he had a firm grip, Chu Shao calmed down. He sat obediently in the back seat, not even looking around. He drooped his eyelids, waiting for Wen Xiuwei to take him home. His heart was calm, but he had no idea how tormented Wen Xiuwei was at the moment.
Going crazy.
After taking several deep breaths, Wen Xiuwei finally managed to pedal the bicycle.
No one spoke along the way.
Chu Jiujiu waited at Han's house until midnight, but did not see Chu Shao and Wen Xiuwei come back. It was not until she returned home and saw the bicycle parked at the door that Chu Jiujiu realized that the two of them had already returned, but just did not go to Han's house to tell her.
Feeling unhappy, Chu Jiujiu looked at the two closed doors and snorted before returning to her room.
I won’t take you to the museum on Saturday. There are so many beautiful collections, and I won’t let you see them!
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