drink moonlight alone

After blurting out the words without thinking, what followed was confusion and anxiety.Part of it is worrying about whether Zhou Weiyue will read the "One Hundred Languages ​​Say I Love You" that has been circulating on the Internet some time ago, and the other part is Satan lurking in the deepest part of his heart, breaking the gap in the world and urging him to admit, to admit himself In fact, she had hope, and secretly prayed that Zhou Weiyue could understand her cryptic confession.

Zhou Qing sat stiffly like a string on his eaves neck, his heart was pounding, untimely, he suddenly felt like the fish waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board in the laboratory a few days ago.What did Zhou Weiyue call it?Oh Diana.

What will Zhou Weiyue say?Is it "Hey I know it's not about you at all but I love you" or "Oh that's right, I'll say the same next time I'm in Finland picking up girls"?No, he wouldn't say that.Zhou Qingyan was overwhelmed by the lifelike imitation of the villain made up in his own brain. He shook his head and laughed absurdly when no one was paying attention.

It is true that Zhou Weiyue would not say that, he looked like a good student who is conscientious and diligent, nodded his head as if he had listened to a meaningful lecture, and his eyes were full of smiles, "Teach me something else next time. "

"You want to go abroad?"

Zhou Weiyue thought for a while, nodded, and shyly looked away, "I want to visit the places you have been to."

He was really drunk.

Zhou Qingyan thought firmly.

After drinking for three rounds, the evening wind of summer night is full of restlessness, and it can't wake up the intoxicated person who has fallen into the night walk of ghosts.Zhou Qingyan looked at Jian Rong and Fu Liexing, who were so drunk on the wine table, and squinted at Zhou Weiyue, who was not sure if he was slightly drunk or drunk. meaning.Jian Rong, who was about the same height as himself, was no problem for Zhou Qingyan, but Fu Liexing, who was a head taller than him and as strong as a bodybuilder, really became a headache for him.

Zhou Qingyan asked Zhou Weiyue for help subconsciously: "Can you walk by yourself? If you can stand still, why don't you help me?"

"No." Zhou Weiyue sat obediently in her original position, without looking sideways, only staring at the tilted wine glass in front of her, "Dizzy."

"How many glasses are there in front of me now?"

"There's a lot of myself."

Zhou Qingyan lost his temper.The domineering energy that helped to block the wine earlier really deceived him, one cup after another, and he seemed to be drunk after a thousand cups.Now I have drunk a thousand cups of yellow rice, but I am really drunk for a long time, and my six relatives don't recognize me.

After he struggled to help Jian Rong and Fu Liexing, who were drunk into two puddles of mud, into the back seat of the car, no matter how they overlapped and intertwined in the back, he returned to the "drunk nursery" on the eleventh floor "When Zhou Weiyue was picked up, he was already lying down, with one arm across the table and his head resting on it, his whole face was buried in the shadow, dim and unclear.

"Weiyue, wake up."

What responded to him was Zhou Weiyue's muttering like a dream, Zhou Qingyan couldn't hear what he said, so he had no choice but to use all the strength left in his body to put the person on top of him, helping him while walking staggeringly to the underground car park.Throwing the person into the co-pilot, and then fastened his seat belt, Zhou Qingyan sat in the driver's seat, panting rapidly, and glanced at Fu Liexing and Jian Rong in the rear seat of the car from the rearview mirror. It was so unsightly, Fu Liexing sat up straight, closed his eyes and leaned his head on the back of the chair, and there was a discordant scene on his knees - Jian Rong, who was sleeping deeply and snoring, hugging Fu Liexing's waist.

Zhou Qingyan pondered for a moment, thinking about a century-old problem.

He didn't know where the homes of Fu Liexing and Zhou Weiyue were, but they could throw them to the animal hospital, but the presence of these two people also confirmed that it was Wen Muqing who was on duty at the hospital now, and sending Zhou Weiyue there was certainly not the best policy. .Zhou Qingyan knew Jian Rong's residence. It was a neighborhood not far from Buddha University and his own residence. When he moved there three years ago, he proudly gave it to himself, who was fighting wits and bravery with salmon by the lake in George Town, Ankara. An ocean phone call, blissfully yelling that he rented that ridiculously large apartment for half the price.

Anyway, he was already exhausted at this moment because he didn't want to spend any more time trying to move people up and down the car back and forth, and his apartment couldn't accommodate four big men. The car stepped on the accelerator without hesitation.It's better to send Fu Liexing to Jian Rong's house for one night. In case something happened to the lonely man and widow at the right time and place, he could still rub his hands and wait for Jian Rong to send him a big red envelope.

It's a joke, if Zhou Qingyan really can't see that Jian Rong has a little thought for Fu Liexing, then his best friend for the past 20 years will be in vain.

The temperature inside the car rose sharply, and the hot air mixed with the strong smell of alcohol seemed to be brewing a drowsy dream. Looking out the front window, the large LED screen of the City Hall building, which is always colorful and changing, was hanging a parade Zhou Qingyan is not at all interested in the unpredictable political circles that the congressmen did to support the election campaign at the end of the year. He only feels stuffy and hot, and subconsciously raises his hand to turn on the air conditioner, but he is caught off guard.

Fang was clasped by the wrist.

When she raised her head, she bumped into Zhou Weiyue's misty eyes with faint light.

"You can't turn on the air conditioner." His voice was hoarse, and his mouth smelled like alcohol.

Zhou Qingyan blinked slowly, and asked suspiciously, "Are you awake?"

"Can't turn on the air conditioner."

"why?"

As if alcohol had paralyzed the brain, Zhou Weiyue stared at Zhou Qingyan for a long time, his lips were still tightly pressed, and after a while, he said: "Parents said."

Zhou Qingyan raised his eyebrows clearly.

Looking back at childhood memories, there is indeed such a thing.He was in poor health when he was young, and his parents would never let him use the air conditioner if he could use less air conditioner.But one hot summer day, the temperature climbed to the highest temperature in those years. At night, Xiao Zhou Weiyue was awakened from a dream at midnight. Zhou Qingyan held back.Xiao Zhou Qingyan said, let's secretly turn on the air conditioner for a while, and turn it off after half an hour, so grandma won't find out.

Little Zhou Weiyue tilted his head, thinking that this was feasible, his eyes were sleepy, and he wished to fall into a cool dream immediately, so he nodded according to Zhou Qingyan's intention.Unexpectedly, in the second half of the night, the two little ones slept so old that they would never know how old they were. When they were sleeping soundly and dreaming, how could they remember to turn off the air conditioner?In the end, Xiao Zhou Qingyan got a bad cold and turned into pneumonia, and spent almost two weeks in the hospital before slowly recovering, while Xiao Zhou Weiyue was scolded by her parents for a long time on the phone from Seattle.

From then on, Zhou Qingyan was taken care of by Zhou Weiyue as a matter of course. When it was cold, she had to wear a coat. The heat was unbearable, and she couldn't drink two more glasses of ice water.Although he felt helpless, Zhou Qingyan knew that this was Zhou Weiyue's method to protect himself.He has never been able to get out of the shadow of being abandoned, and he is always anxious, like being trapped in a lonely island, surrounded by endless sea water and endless coastline, what will be beyond the ocean, he has always been No way of knowing.

Even if Zhou Weiyue didn't say a word, Zhou Qingyan always knew that he always lacked something called a sense of security.

"What did Mom and Dad say?" Zhou Qingyan leaned his forehead on the steering wheel, with a sly smile in his eyes, he asked deliberately.

In fact, if Zhou Weiyue didn't always talk about the past when he spoke, and he had to think about it for a long time, Zhou Qingyan almost thought that he was sober now-that would be a pity, he didn't have many chances to see Zhou Weiyue when he was drunk. But, let alone tease him.

"Say..." Zhou Weiyue frowned and narrowed her eyes, "Take care and love your brother more, not pamper your brother."

Zhou Qingyan smacked his lips, smiled, and didn't express any opinions.

It's not a big problem, what his parents don't let him do, he can do it by himself.Take care of him, protect him, pamper him and love him endlessly.Zhou Qingyan hid the words in the turbulent night and buried them in the barren and scarce land, expecting it to bloom the last rose and the eternal bright Sirius.