Thanks Bumin

On the high chair, a girl with a blurred face sang a tune that no one could understand the lyrics carelessly. People sat scattered in the box in twos and threes, talking as softly as leaves fell to the ground, and the slightly hoarse singing floated in the air. In the air, the area around the bar became more and more quiet.

Lifting his neck and pouring down the liquid in the wine glass in one gulp, Xu Kangrui pushed the glass forward expressionlessly, his brows and eyes were all indifferent.

Above his head is the glass wine bottle chandelier that the bar owner carefully bought back from overseas. Groups of shimmering lights shine in the glass bottles of various colors, casting a layer of dim light and shadow.

Xu Kangrui sat alone, exuding a sense of loneliness together with the shadow under him.

The bartender skillfully refilled the wine for him, looked at the empty wine bottle on the floor and then at his ugly face, hesitantly wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The amber liquid in the cup went down halfway within three seconds.

Xu Kangrui took out his mobile phone from his pocket, glanced at the displayed phone number, pulled the corners of his mouth indistinctly, raised his brows, turned around, leaned his back on the bar, and connected the phone.

"Hey, what else is there?"

The other end of the phone didn't know what to say, Xu Kangrui snorted coldly, "They made things like this, and still want me to get someone?"

As he spoke, he picked up his wine glass back and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp. He didn't know what to think, and a stern look flashed in his eyes, "Let the two of them stay inside and don't worry about things outside. , Remember to be strict with your mouth, the money you promised to them will be credited to their account."

Without waiting for the other end to answer, he had already cut off the call, threw the phone on the bar, pushed the glass again, and signaled the bartender to pour the wine.

"Guest, you have already drank a lot, how about I ask someone to call a car for you." The bartender asked cautiously.

Xu Kangrui frowned and raised his head, but when he met the bartender's gaze, his eyes froze for a moment.

"Guest, guest?" the bartender whispered.

"You..." Xu Kangrui's eyes suddenly deepened.

The young bartender turned his head while wiping the table, and Xu Kangrui's gaze made him feel uncomfortable.

Xu Kangrui came back to his senses, and his next move was to take out the wallet from his pocket. After opening it, he didn't count it. He took it all out and put them on the table.

The honest little bartender's eyes widened suddenly, as if thinking of something, Yuanyuan's face flushed, and he started to stutter when he spoke, looking quite frightened.

"Guest, guest! This... I, we... can't..."

Xu Kangrui frowned impatiently, half demanding and half threatening: "Can you stop talking?"

The little bartender was taken aback by the ferociousness in his words, he clenched the rag in his hand, and shut his mouth honestly.

Xu Kangrui nodded in satisfaction, pushed the stack of money to the hand of the bartender, and said, "You just stay like this, don't move, 10 minutes, 10 minutes is fine, and all the money will belong to you."

"Huh?" The bartender suspected that something was wrong with his ears.

"I said, don't talk!"

As soon as Xu Kangrui glared at him, the bartender became honest.He covered his mouth with his hand, but there was still a doubtful light in his pupils.

Xu Kangrui leaned forward slowly, stretched out his hands, and covered the little bartender's forehead, mouth and nose up and down, only showing the slightly raised eyes and the pair of shallow eyebrows.

Even though there was no tenderness and warmth in it that made him so throbbing, Xu Kangrui still felt for a moment that he had returned to the past when he looked at the pair of eyes that were somewhat familiar and somewhat unfamiliar.

Under the blurred light, as he had done countless times before, Xu Kangrui raised the corners of his mouth and called out in a voice full of grievance and coquettishness: "Xiao Jing."

In the library, Xie Jing and Rong Min occupied a table in the corner of the top floor in order to avoid the girls wandering around in front of them for various reasons.

Most of the books on this floor are difficult to understand tomes of philosophy. Many people feel dizzy just wandering among the bookshelves, so there are always fewer people who read here.At this time, it was so quiet that no one was there.

Xie Jing immersed himself in copying his wrong questions from the wrong question book, and there was a pile of exam papers spread out on the table, without exception, all of them were densely filled with notes.

Rong Min seemed to be much more relaxed than him, with a copy of "Existence and Time" spread out in front of him, but compared to reading, Rong Min was obviously more willing to do another thing - resting his chin on his left hand, the reflection in his eyes All of them are Xie Jing who is busy and serious.

Watching, watching, Rong Min suddenly called him: "Thank you."

"Well, what's the matter?" Xie Jing answered, but didn't look up, his eyes were still focused on the paper, and he didn't even stop the movements of his hands.

"Well, something is up." Rong Min responded.

"I have something to talk about." Xie Jing answered crisply, and simply stroked the ruler and pen in his hand twice, and a complex geometry has begun to take shape.

"Why don't you even look at me?" Rong Min was dissatisfied.

Xie Jing sighed in his heart, put down his pen, looked up at Rong Min, and said seriously: "Is this okay, what's the matter?"

"Then what...er...that..." Rong Min's eyes wandered suddenly, and suddenly, he said quickly: "What do you think we are having for dinner?"

"That's it?" Xie Jing couldn't believe it.

"Of course." Rong Min replied confidently.

Xie Jing supported his forehead with one hand, and pushed the exam paper in front of Rong Min with the other, "Do you know how much I have passed in this quality inspection?"

"587." Rong Min blurted out without thinking.

"What about you?" Xie Jing asked again.

Rong Min hesitated for a second, and replied hesitantly, "That... 669."

"That's right." Xie Jing nodded, then drew a number line on the draft paper, put a red dot on each end point with a red pen, and said, "Look, you are your grade, this is my grade, If calculated according to last year's score line, you can go to a university, but I can only go to x university, and there is still a gap between us, b university, c university, and f university..."

Rong Min shrugged, he still couldn't understand the meaning of Xie Jing's words, "So?"

Xie Jing stared at the number line drawn by himself, and he knew in his heart that no matter how much he stared, the distance between the two red dots would not be shortened by a single bit.

He sighed softly, feeling frustrated, and buried his face in his arms weakly, muttering in a low voice: "Based on my current grades, I definitely won't be able to pass the same school as you."

Rong Min was taken aback for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth opened up significantly. He stretched out a finger and poked Xie Jing's shoulder, "Xie Jing, do you want to be admitted to the same school as me?"

"With my current grades, how is it possible? You..." Xie Jing was halfway through his words before he realized what he had said. He shrank his body and covered his face even more tightly. Rong Min waited for a long time before listening again. He heard his muffled voice: "You think too much, I just want to get into a better school."

With a smile in his eyes, Rong Min looked at Xie Jing who buried himself like an ostrich because of embarrassment, "Well, I want to go to the same school as you."

At this point, he simply closed the book, propped his chin and thought about it seriously, "How about X? Otherwise, K can do it too."

Xie Jing couldn't listen anymore, raised his head and glared at him, and said angrily, "Why did you go to University X, University K? Your grades are more than enough to go to University A now."

After holding it between the arms for a long time, Xie Jing's cheeks blushed a little bit, Rong Min endured and endured, and then restrained the urge to poke him.

"Didn't I say that? I want to go to the same school as you." Rong Min replied naturally, as if he didn't realize the huge difference between A University, X University, and K University.

The dream university in the eyes of others, in his mouth, there is no question of whether he can get into it or not, only whether he wants to get into it or not.

Xie Jing gritted his teeth with hatred, clenched his fingers so as not to throw the fountain pen in his face on his face, closed his eyes and forced out a sentence from between his teeth, "No, I won't trouble you, I will try my best educational."

Rong Min smiled happily, "No trouble, no trouble, which exam do you want to take? I'll accompany you."

Xie Jing slapped the pen on the table, and said fiercely, "Hey, you are enough, do you really think I dare not beat you?"

"It's shameless to hit someone, I still have to rely on my face to make a living?" Rong Min quickly covered his face with both hands, begging for mercy pitifully.

There is really a kind of person in the world who can take it for granted that you rely on your face for food, but you really can't refute it when you look at that face. This is not the saddest thing, the saddest thing is that you are not even as smart as him.

The veins on Xie Jing's forehead exploded, and he silently clenched his fist ready to move, but when he caught sight of Rong Min's right hand wrapped up like a rice dumpling, all the strength in his hand immediately drained away.

"Forget it." Xie Jing threw a notebook in front of Rong Min in a self-defeating manner, "Since you are free, help me copy the physics questions."

"Okay, okay." Rong Min smiled inclusively, picked up the pen with his left hand, and left a line of tough black writing on the blank paper.

At first Xie Jing looked at his right hand feeling guilty and sad, Rong Min, in order to prove that the injury was not a hindrance, wrote with his left hand in front of Xie Jing, finally let Xie Jing, who was overwhelmed by guilt, relax a little .

The two of them became quiet again, only each other's long breathing, and the "rustling" sound of the pen tip across the paper lingered in their ears, Xie Jing was staring intently at the exam papers spread out, and Rong Min was copying the questions for Xie Jing From time to time, they still took time to glance at him, the two of them were enjoying themselves, and the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.

At night, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Rong Min closed his eyes, pressed his face against the cold glass, his complexion was as deep as this night.

On the white plush carpet that didn't reach his ankles, a mobile phone was lying at his feet, still making noises.

"...Madam heard that you were injured and insisted on going there. Sir is visiting abroad. We really can't stop..."

Rong Min ignored it, and after a while, he slightly parted his lips, "Tell her that I don't want to see her."

His voice was not as gentle as it was when he was facing Xie Jing during the day, as if all emotions had been filtered out, mechanical and indifferent.

"But, but..." the other end said hesitantly, with a tone of seven points of timidity, "But Ma'am has already boarded the plane tonight, and also brought two, two..."

Rong Min opened his eyes, black pupils gleamed with a faint cold light, that jade-like face was instantly condensed with a layer of frost, it was so cold that no one dared to reach out and touch it.

"Come when you come, as long as you don't hinder me." The chill in Rong Min's words made the person on the other end of the call shiver in the warm room.

"Then, then I won't disturb your rest." The person on the phone hung up the phone, as if he couldn't wait.

Rong Min lowered his eyelids again, standing motionless like a sculpture.

It is in this direction, that person, in this direction, as long as you close your eyes, you can still feel that person's breathing, heartbeat, and even the sound of blood flowing in the blood vessels.

After the previous ice-coldness melted, his side face gradually revealed a bit of calmness and piousness.