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Chapter 39

It's been a long time since Shi Wei spoke in such a coquettish tone, Jiang Ciru's thoughts wandered for a moment, she put her hand on top of Shi Wei's head, and patted it lightly.

"I made you drink so much." Jiang Ciru blamed.

"I hate him, but I don't know what to do." Shi Wei was a little slurred, mixed with the sound of the waves, Jiang Ciru listened carefully to what she said.

Jiang Ciru's heart softened, he didn't move, and let her hold her.

"If you hate him, just hate him." Jiang Ciru had the illusion of coaxing a child, patting Shi Wei's back lightly, "Anyway, there are not many people to hate in a lifetime."

"No." Shi Wei left suddenly, she swayed and sat still, put her hand on her forehead, "I still hate you."

Jiang Ciru, who was caught off guard and pulled into the battlefield, froze and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh? What do you hate me for?" she asked.

Shi Wei was silent for a long time, she put her head on her knees, and said softly: "I hate you for not having a heart."

"Why can you be so cold-blooded, even if you hate me, can't you just say it and leave." Shi Wei shook his head, "Am I like this, come and go when you call, I'm like your toy."

"Don't use metaphors indiscriminately." Jiang Ciru said, she looked towards the sea.

"I didn't." Shi Wei shook his head, "You can actually make it clear, I won't pester you."

Jiang Ciru didn't know what to say when the drunk person thought of something. He could only silently look at the dark sea and the silhouette of the ship in the distance.

"Actually, I have been looking for you since I came back. I searched all the places where I can see you, your activities, your fan meeting, and I even went to your concert, but I couldn't buy a ticket." Shi Wei Wiping away tears, "Your tickets are too expensive."

Jiang Ciru wanted to laugh a little, but his eyes were sore.

"Let's go back, the sea breeze is cool." Jiang Ciru went to pull her again, but Shi Wei didn't resist, stood up staggeringly, and picked up the empty bottle on the ground.

Seeing the drunken man about to collect the rubbish on the ground, Jiang Ciru pressed her hand down, bent down to put the rubbish into a bag, and then handed her his arm.

In the end, he lost his temper slightly and staggered away by himself.

Jiang Ci took a fixed look at her, and followed her as if accepting his fate, protecting her up the steps.

The owner of the barbecue shop was sitting on the side of the road to enjoy the shade. Watching the two people come up, he raised his hand and said hello: "Yo, drunk? Throw the trash here."

Jiang Ciru threw away the garbage in his hand, and when he looked back, Shi Wei had already taken another bottle of wine and drank it in one gulp.

"Shi Wei!" Jiang Ciru was about to stop him, but the boss suddenly spoke.

"Hey, why do I think you look familiar, you are the one..."

The boss stretched out his fingers and thought hard. Jiang Ciru was startled when he realized that he was not wearing a mask. He quickly took it from his bag, but was interrupted by the boss.

"Are you the girl who lives on Dongqiao Street? Long time no see, she still looks the same, she looks pretty!" The boss is also acquainted, and smiled when pointing, "I used to see you two sisters come to see the sea, I didn't expect to see you here after so many years."

"Time flies so fast. She was just a little girl back then, and she has grown so tall now." The boss shook his head and sighed, "This bottle of wine is for you. It's getting late, go home quickly."

After the boss finished speaking, he waved his hand, got up and walked into the store, only the dim street lamps and a few half-yellow leaves that occasionally fell on the road remained.

Jiang Ciru's windbreaker and long hair were rolled up, and the woman's plain face was exposed to the bleak sea breeze. She gently held Shi Wei, who was already a little unsteady.

"Go back," she said.

Jiang Ciru put on her high heels again, put Shi Wei's arms around her neck, and led her all the way up. The night in this city seemed a bit lonely, and there were very few young people, so the night here was very quiet.

Shi Wei was not very good when he was drunk, he always wanted to break away from Jiang Ciru and run by himself, holding on to the electric pole on the road and refusing to let go, Jiang Ciru's patience once reached the limit, and broke through again.

Usually looking at the quiet and steady girl, Jiang Ciru sighed when she didn't expect it to be so difficult to serve after drinking.

The two of them tugged and tugged all the way, and finally returned to the old house. Jiang Ciru opened the door and went in. Shi Wei was already familiar with the way, touched the sofa, and fell down.

Jiang Ciru finally breathed a sigh of relief, squeezed his sore shoulder, and turned on the light.

The furnishings in this room have not changed at all, just like when she left, Jiang Ciru will ask someone to clean the place every year, so there is not much dust in the room, especially since she spent the night here last night, it should be replaced The sheets and covers were also changed.

But only changed one.

She took off the windbreaker and put it on for Shi Wei, then took out her mobile phone and ordered some porridge, soup, and fruit takeaway. She remembered the hangover tea that Shi Wei made for her last time, it seemed to be honey lemonade.

The phone rang suddenly, it was Song Tingbai's WeChat.

"How about it?"

"It's good." Jiang said without saying anything.

"What about Shiwei?"

"Was drunk."

After a while, Jiang Ciru typed a few more words: "Can you make hangover soup?"

The other side replied with a daba emoji, plus a smirk emoji.

"I think the little girl has a deep affection for you. If you like her, you might as well agree."

Jiang Ciru frowned, she glanced at Shi Wei who had turned into lying flat for some time, and replied with a roll.

like?Jiang Ciru messed up her hair and sat on the carpet.

What Shi Wei said was right, she did hear what she said that night, but at that time she only thought it was just a teenage girl's wild imagination.

How does a child know what love is and what is dependence? She thinks that when she grows up, she will be able to distinguish the difference between liking and liking, and she will naturally understand.

But he didn't expect that to happen, so he had to leave.

Jiang Ciru's mind was in a mess, she threw the phone away, got up and poured water for Shi Wei.

She woke up Shiwei lightly, helped her up, handed her the lukewarm water that was no longer hot, watched Shiwei take two painful sips, and then pushed the cup away.

"Do you still have a headache?" Jiang Ciru asked.

Shi Shi slightly shook her head and nodded again, she seemed to have lost her consciousness, but her every move seemed to be sober, she leaned back on the sofa.

The chandelier above her head illuminated her face, the redness of her cheeks dissipated a little, her eyes were foggy and unfocused.

Only then did Jiang Ciru realize that she was staring at her in a daze, so she quickly pinched herself and brought her eyes back: "The takeaway should be here soon."

She got up and wanted to leave, but someone grabbed the corner of her shirt, preventing her from leaving.

"Teacher Jiang." Shi Wei said softly, she exerted force on her hands, and Jiang Ciru could only sit down with her strength.

"Let go." Jiang Ciru sighed, "I'll get takeaway."

Shi Wei didn't know whether he didn't hear or pretended not to hear, but he ignored her and didn't let go of her hand.

"I don't want to eat anymore, I have a headache." Shi Wei said, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, along the arc of her cheeks.

I don't know why, but at this time, Shi Wei looked fragile and fragile, no matter how cruel Jiang Ciru was, he couldn't say anything tough.

"Okay, don't eat." Jiang Ciru looked at her and said, she stood up, "Go back to the room and sleep."

Shi Wei staggered, and then put her whole body on Jiang Ciru's shoulders, her slender arms wrapped around her shoulders, as if hugging her.

"Shi Wei." Jiang Ciru wanted to take her hand away, but he was sweating from struggling, and he didn't pull her hand off.

The main reason is that Shi Wei's whole body is limp now, so she dare not use too much force.

All right, just bear with it, what's the point, Jiang Ciru thought to himself, and then took him up to the second floor in this half-dragging and half-hugging posture, and sent him into the room.

This is her room, still decorated with the kind of princess she liked when she was young, with a white four-poster bed, the wallpaper is also pasted in a warm beige color, everything on the desk is still there, and there is a whole bookcase full of novels and some gadgets.

Jiang Ciru helped Shi Wei onto the bed, and then pulled the quilt out.

"Oh, by the way, do you want to take a bath?" Jiang Ciru suddenly remembered something and asked.

Shi Wei nodded in agreement, then waved his hand to reject Jiang Ciru's support, and walked into the bathroom by himself.

Although Shi Wei couldn't take care of herself, she moved very quickly. The sound of water splashing and ticking stopped, and then she came out, still wearing her original clothes.

It's just that the hair is still wet, and it hangs black on the shoulders, revealing a smooth forehead. The skin has just been washed by water, and it is almost transparent.

Jiang Ciru couldn't stand it anymore, so he brought a dry towel from the bathroom, put it on her head, and ordered, "Wipe it yourself."

Shi Wei sat at the foot of the bed, obediently brushing her hair.

"Teacher Jiang." Shi Wei suddenly said, pointing to a wishing bottle filled with origami stars on the bookcase, "This is my gift for you, right?"

Jiang Ciru hummed.

Shi Wei suddenly put down the towel and got up, took the wishing bottle in his hand, lifted the lid, poured out all the stars inside, and fell onto the bed.

"What are you looking for?" Jiang Ciru felt that he had lost his temper for the first time, watching others make a mess of the bed, but he could only sit on the side and let the time toss.

Shi Wei didn't answer, but she quickly answered again. She found the only green star inside, took it apart, and handed it to Jiang Ciru.

After Jiang Ciru saw clearly the words written stroke by stroke inside, her heartbeat suddenly stopped for a moment.

"I like you." The handwriting said.

Jiang Ciru raised his eyes to look at Shi Wei, only to see that the other party was leaning slightly to support his body, looking at her with those black and white eyes.

When she was illuminated by the light, it seemed that she was the only one in her eyes.

Jiang Ciru's heart was completely flustered, and her rationality told her to quickly put away the note, get up and tidy up the mess on the bed: "You should rest."

A pair of hands suddenly stretched out, and stubbornly pressed her wrist that was tidying up the stars.

"I still do." Shi Wei said, she wobbled closer, "After all these years, I still like you very much."

Jiang Ciru left too deep traces in her life, she almost paranoidly engraved her in a place where she could be seen at a glance, thinking about it every moment, every minute and every second.

"Even if you hate me." Shi Wei said.

When Jiang Ciru didn't pay attention, their bodies were getting closer and closer, Shi Wei's hand was placed on her shoulder at some point, and the lemon fragrance of the body wash lingered around her.

Jiang Ciru wanted to push her away, but his body seemed out of control, unable to move a single bit.

Only then did a thought cross her mind. It turned out that subconsciously, she didn't want to hide at all.

Jiang Ciru looked at Shi Wei's face, at her eyes, at her trembling eyelashes, and finally couldn't see anything, because she closed her eyes involuntarily.

At the same time, Shi in front of her stepped forward an inch, aimed at her lips where the sweet lip gloss remained, and kissed her lightly.

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