Chapter 63 Chapter 63 For a long time, year after year...
The itch she felt that night penetrated into Xu Sui's heart, causing her to scratch her palms constantly while taking a shower. Her palms turned red, but the itch in her palms would not stop.
The slight bit of drunkenness she felt completely sobered up after Song Shiyang left. She felt that she would not be able to fall asleep today.
She had a little insomnia and was still awake until Jiang Changjia and the others came back.
"You haven't slept yet?" Jiang Changjia looked at Xu Sui in surprise.
"Are you suffering from insomnia?" Xu Zhiyao asked, tilting his head.
There were two beds in their room, and the three of them planned to just make do with them for one night.
"Well, a little." Xu Sui answered Xu Zhiyao's words, got up from the bed, put on his slippers and went to pour a glass of water.
"What's wrong? Are you so excited about seeing others getting married that you can't sleep? Why don't you try to find a partner tomorrow?" Jiang Changjia teased and went into the bathroom with a change of clothes.
Xu Sui sat on the edge of the bed, in a daze.
After Song Shiyang said that he liked her, her mind was occupied by the word "like" and the touch of her palm. She didn't know how he left.
Her eyes fell on the door, as if she could still see him standing by the door, under the pale yellow light, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, just a few centimeters away from touching the wall. As if he noticed her gaze, he suddenly turned his head to look at her.
His long eyelashes drooped, with a gentle look on his face, and as he said "Go to bed early," he completely disappeared from Xu Sui's eyes.
So what is their relationship now?
Are you together?
Does this count together?
She couldn't help but grab the quilt under her hands to stop thinking about it, but she seemed to be still the same as when she was a teenager, whenever she encountered anything related to him or someone related to him.
I couldn't help but think about it and my mind was disturbed.
What a loser, Xu Sui cursed himself in his heart.
"What are you thinking about?" Xu Zhiyao walked over and asked her. Jiang Changjia went to take a shower first, and she wanted to wait for Jiang Changjia to come out before taking a shower.
"No." Xu Sui shook his head, paused, and said softly: "I'm just thinking about someone."
"Do you miss your strange neighbor?" Xu Zhiyao asked very directly.
Xu Sui didn't expect her guess to be so accurate. He fell silent for a moment and stopped talking.
"Then tell me, what kind of person is he?" Xu Zhiyao sat down next to Xu Sui, looking at Xu Sui with her chin raised. After all, they had known each other for so many years, so she could more or less see that something was wrong with Xu Sui.
When did things start to go wrong?
Xu Zhiyao couldn't explain it clearly.
It seemed like something was about to come out of my mind, but it was always a little off and I couldn't remember it.
"He's a very good person." Xu Sui thought about it and said this. She wanted to tell Xu Zhiyao directly that the person she thought was weird was Song Shiyang.
But she thought it would be better to wait a little longer, as it was not the right time yet, and this was at Xie Zhuoyuan's wedding banquet, surrounded by classmates and old friends.
"Do you like this type?"
"I like it." Xu Sui said hesitantly.
When we were young, girls would occasionally get together to chat, talking about which handsome guy was from which class and what type they liked.
When they asked this question, Xu Sui thought about it for a long time, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't imagine his ideal type.
Her answer at that time was that love has nothing to do with type, but with people.
What she liked was him as a person.
What is rare is also him as a person.
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The next day, Jiang Changjia didn't get up until 9:30, and his cell phone kept ringing.
"Answer the phone quickly." Xu Zhiyao muttered.
"Who is it? So early in the morning." Jiang Changjia fumbled around on the table next to him for a long time before finding his phone. He squinted his eyes and clicked to answer the call.
Xu Sui sat up with messy hair, looked at the time and became sober instantly.
"Why didn't you call us earlier?" Jiang Changjia also knew that the three of them had overslept.
"Do you think I didn't want to shout? It was that kid named Song who told you to sleep a little longer. Come quickly, the dinner will start soon." Jiang Song shouted at them from the other end.
Jiang Changjia turned on the speakerphone, and Xu Sui could hear their conversation clearly. He could also hear Bai Ruoxing's soothing voice beside Jiang Song.
"No, when did Song Shiyang become so kind? He is not the kind of person who meddles in other people's business." Jiang Changjia scratched his hair and turned to look at them.
"He's a good person, isn't he?" Xu Zhiyao defended Song Shiyang. Xu Sui listened to their conversation but held back from saying anything. He stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom to brush his teeth.
Before leaving, she checked her phone and found someone had sent her a WeChat message at 8:50.
It was sent by Song Shiyang.
The person the people around her were still talking about had sent her a message ten minutes ago, asking if she was awake, but Xu Sui didn't reply, so he muttered to himself: "It seems she hasn't woken up yet. Forget it, if she hasn't woken up by nine o'clock, I'll call again."
Xu Sui's eyelids twitched, and he picked up his phone and sent him a message.
Xu Sui: [I woke up.]
There were no more messages from the other party. After Xu Sui had packed up everything, he glanced at his phone, but still no messages came.
She felt a little disappointed, but then she thought that maybe he was busy, since he was the best man after all. But today was the second day, so there shouldn't be anything to do, Xu Sui thought.
Xu Sui still didn't see him during the meal until Jiang Changjia also noticed this problem. She asked Jiang Song: "Where is Song Shiyang?"
"Shi Yang has to attend a meeting, so he's going back to Haicheng first. His flight is at nine in the morning." Bai Ruoxing took over the conversation before Jiang Song spoke, and her gaze lingered on Xu Sui after she finished speaking.
"Did I ask you? You're still so excited now and then. People who don't know would think you have a very good relationship with him." Jiang Changjia frowned and said disdainfully.
"Jiang Changjia!" Jiang Song's brows were filled with anger and he shouted at her harshly.
"What's your name, Jiang Song? Do you think I'm afraid of you or something?" Jiang Changjia clapped his chopsticks forward, crossed his arms, and raised his chin slightly to look at the person in front of him.
When Jiang Song knew that Bai Ruoxing was her half-sister, he still chose to be with her. In Jiang Changjia's eyes, this was undoubtedly a betrayal.
We have known each other since childhood and are as close as siblings, but now that you have chosen sides, there is nothing left for us to say.
What Jiang Changjia hates most is betrayal.
Jiang Song's eyes darkened, and he was about to say something when Bai Ruoxing beside him grabbed his arm. He turned to look at her. Bai Ruoxing shook her head and smiled with lowered eyes: "I spoke out of turn, please don't mind it."
Xu Sui saw someone looking over here, and Xie Zhuoyuan was also looking over here from a distance, as if he was about to come over. He also pulled Jiang Changjia and whispered in her ear: "Okay, this is a big occasion, don't let people worry."
After all, it was at someone else's wedding.
That's it.
As a result, the atmosphere among the few people was very tense until the end of the wedding banquet.
But Xu Sui also understood Jiang Changjia's feelings, and at the same time felt that Bai Ruoxing was very capable and adaptable. She was just afraid that Jiang Changjia would be cheated by her in the future.
There was a girl whose emotions were written all over her face. Xu Sui was afraid that she would suffer a loss, so he couldn't help but talk a lot before they parted.
In the final analysis, it was to tell her to be more careful, not to trust others too much, not to be too righteous, and to protect herself first.
"Okay, got it. Take good care of yourself over there, and don't miss the person you like if you meet him or her." She smiled, pinched Xu Sui's face, and pushed her into the airport.
Xu Sui didn't pay much attention to what she said. He waved at her and turned away.
We landed in Haicheng at 7pm. At that time, the city was lit up by colorful lights, shining like the Milky Way.
It was not until she landed that Xu Sui noticed that Song Shiyang had sent her a message in the morning, asking her if she had eaten, what she was doing, and when she would return to Chongqing.
But she didn't see it, so she didn't reply.
She was stunned for a moment and then started typing. As soon as the message was sent, the other party replied.
ssy: [Go forward, I'll wait for you at the door.]
She suddenly looked outside, tightened her grip on the suitcase, and the next second she was jogging out of the airport.
She suddenly wanted to see him very much.
But after a few steps she stopped.
The surroundings were bustling with airport staff, passengers and people coming to pick her up, but at this moment her world was silent and she could not feel the noise and bustle around her.
Because she saw a familiar figure walking towards her. He was wearing black trousers and a light grey short-sleeved shirt, revealing his strong arms. He had an aggressive face and cold eyes. People who passed by him turned their heads to look at him.
But compared to this face, what is more eye-catching is the bouquet of flowers in his hand.
Rose, gardenia, tulip, white gentian, baby's breath.
Composition of bouquets.
He looked around and saw Xu Sui in the crowd. His eyebrows curved slightly as he watched his girl walk towards him step by step. They were very close now, and it was up to him to take the last step.
He bent down slightly, smiled, took the suitcase, handed over the bouquet, and whispered, "They say love starts with a bouquet of flowers and a formal confession. Xu Sui, I like you."
The people around them frequently turned back to look at these two young people whose temperament and appearance were extremely outstanding and matched each other. Xu Sui blushed when he was stared at and said vaguely: "Yeah." Then he hugged the bouquet of flowers and walked forward.
Then she heard a teasing laugh from the person behind her, and a rather provocative tone: "Shy~"
This made her turn her head and glare at him, quickening her pace.
It was not until he got into his Lotus that Xu's face cooled down. He looked down at the bouquet in his arms, couldn't help pinching the petals, and smiled, but when he heard Song Shiyang getting into the car, he withdrew his hands and stopped smiling.
There was no movement for a long while. Xu Sui turned her head to look in confusion. At the same time, Song Shiyang also moved. A sharp and familiar breath came to her face. His whole body enveloped her. She froze and didn't know what to say or do.
Song Shiyang rubbed Xu Sui's ear affectionately and said in a hoarse voice: "Hey, give me a name, it's so vague." He paused and continued: "It makes me feel anxious and nervous."
He sniffed her scent, his hair ruffled slightly on his forehead. His voice was deeper and hoarseer than ever before, a touch nervous and serious. "I want to talk to you about poetry, youth, growing up, confusion, poetry and distant places, the top theorems of biology, and your favorite musical."
I want to have both physical contact and spiritual connection with you.
Xu Sui's fingertips moved slightly, and he felt like his heart was about to jump out, in this enclosed space, in his gentle words and the overwhelming mint scent.
Just as she was about to speak, she heard him say, "What I mean is, I want to be with you, to see the vast mountains and rivers, to appreciate the four seasons, and to feel the passage of time."
Look at Changbai Mountain in the northeast, Kunlun Mountain in the northwest, Erhai Lake in the southwest, and East China Sea in the southeast.
Years pass by, and I turn and see your face.
For a long time, year after year.
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