The night is glazed with warm light

Chapter 237 Enough
At night, after a rain, the wind is cool.

Song Qingzhi was bored, and after coming out from Mrs. Belle, she planned to go out for a walk alone.

The street is very lively, and people who rely on the air conditioner to continue their lives during the day are only willing to step out at this time.

Song Qingzhi walked among the crowd, looking a little alone.

In the past six months, she has been working hard to qualify for the international competition. Efforts are what they should be, and so is loneliness.After going through so much, she knows that what she wants, she has to pay a price.

In order to make herself amazing to herself, she can give anything.

It's just that when she sees the lovers passing by, she can't help but still look like his figure... She hasn't seen him since that day, and she doesn't know how they are now, whether they have reconciled.

Song Qingzhi walked forward with a wry smile on his face, he was too affectionate and could make her sad too much.

I too...why did I fall in love with him?

It was still so ignorant and silent... She couldn't stop it even if she wanted to.

The neon lights on the street were flickering, Song Qingzhi walked slowly forward, passed by the shop window, his eyes only stayed on the exquisite exhibits for a while, and then continued to move forward without any regrets.It seemed that she came out tonight just to walk the whole street of Yinghua Street.

But when she turned the corner of the street and saw the figure under the street lamp, her footsteps and eyes froze.

The young man who was supposed to be in high spirits was now weakly holding on to the street lamp, with his head lowered, the broken hair on his forehead was messy, and his cheeks were flushed red after drinking.

Song Qingzhi stood on the opposite side of the street, his eyes fell on him through the people, the figure under the light was lonely and lonely, he looked like an abandoned cub, enduring his sadness alone.

But... what does it matter to her?
The scene of that day is still vivid in her memory, embarrassing and painful for her...

So painful, why did she go to him?

What he needed was not her embrace.

It's not because of her that he gets drunk...

It's not that I didn't think of giving myself to heal him, but if I poured out my feelings for him, who would relieve my pain?

Even if the heart is like a double silk net, with thousands of knots in it, it can no longer be allowed to overflow.

The hand holding the bag belt tightened a little bit, Song Qingzhi endured it, his eyes were red.

Taking a deep breath, she stopped looking at the figure that made her feel distressed, and walked forward resolutely.

This is the street, there are many kind-hearted people who go after him, nothing will happen...

The light fell, revealing a slightly trembling but resolute figure.

Even though he was determined to do this, Song Qingzhi couldn't help but burst into tears as he walked. He quickly stopped a taxi, and finally covered his face and cried out in pain.

Even the lights and shadows in the city could not illuminate the girl's lost and painful heart.

Chu Ci supported the lamppost, panting in pain, his misty eyes fell on the opposite side of the street, there was no one there, but he seemed to have seen it just now...

Forget it, he stood up straight, and walked forward a little staggeringly, he must have read it wrong...

But what he didn't know, the little girl who had just made up her mind to ignore him turned around again, looking for him with blurred eyes.

Song Qingzhi found the street lamp, but there was no one under it...

"Where did you go..." Song Qingzhi's pupils couldn't help trembling, and he panicked all of a sudden.She looked around and searched quickly, her eyes full of panic after losing her mind.It is completely unexpected that he, a big man, is just a little drunk and won't find his home.

Chu Ci came to a crossroads. He gathered his mind and wanted to cross the road. Just as he took two steps, a bright light suddenly appeared, blurring his vision. When Chu Ci was in a daze, a hand grabbed his arm. Pull him back sharply.

He fell to the ground, and the next second, the motorcycle passed by him...

"You don't want to die!" An angry shout sounded from above his head.

Chu Ci finally recovered a little bit of clarity. He felt that someone was holding his shoulders behind him, so he sat on the ground and raised his head. When his sight touched a small face with pear blossoms and rain, Chu Ci was stunned. With anger, there were tears in his eyes, as if he was frightened.

"It's you..." Chu Ci smiled, his eyes were still misty with drunkenness, he looked at her, and said softly, "Thank you."

Song Qingzhi raised the back of her hand and wiped her tears. She was angry and frightened, with a cold face and a cold voice, "Tell me the address, and I'll take you back."

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In the taxi, Chu Ci rested his elbows on the car window, propped his head up, and his mind was in chaos.

Song Qingzhi leaned against the window and looked outside without saying a word.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the car, there was a sudden burst of thunder outside, followed by heavy rain. This season in City A is really normal.

Song Qingzhi looked at the rain outside the window and frowned.

The car stopped in front of a community gate, Song Qingzhi looked at the distance from the gate to those apartment buildings, took a bite, got out of the car quickly, took a detour to the other side, pulled Chuci, and walked in.

The doorman obviously remembered Chu Ci, so he offered to help open the door and came over with an umbrella.

"Oh, what's wrong, this is it."

"Hello, uncle, Chuci is drunk, I'll take him back." Song Qingzhi supported him with some difficulty.

"Oh, I'm drunk, but uncle can't go away, so, uncle will give you an umbrella, go up slowly."

"Hey, thank you uncle." Song Qingzhi freed up one hand to hold the umbrella.

Chu Ci still completely lost consciousness. He turned his face and looked at the girl who was supporting him. The rain was so dense that he could only see a vague outline through the street lamp. He looked a little dazed, and let her say nothing. Helped go upstairs.

Song Qingzhi helped him to sit on the sofa, took a glass of water from the water dispenser and handed it to him.

Chu Ci quietly took the cup.

Song Qingzhi glanced at him and then looked away.

Putting down the water glass, Chu Ci supported his knees with his elbows, and kept pressing his temples with his fingers.

Song Qingzhi could see that he was uncomfortable, and his heart was a little shaken, but finally got up, "I... I'm going back first, you should rest well."

It was enough for her to send him home.

Chu Ci heard her talking and raised his head. Although his consciousness was a little dull, he also noticed that Song Qingzhi was only wearing a lemon yellow suspender skirt, because he fell to the ground when he was pulling him just now, and the hem of the skirt was already dirty. Now it's raining even more embarrassing.

Feeling guilty, Chu Ci's voice was a little hoarse and dry, "Thank you today."

He stood up unsteadily, "It's raining heavily, I have a guest room here, you can stay for one night first."

Song Qingzhi met his misty but serious eyes, his heart was touched, and the next second he turned his head uncomfortably.

Chu Ci had already walked in front of her a few steps, "Huh?"

With a height of 1.8 meters, you can only see the top of her head when you look down.

As soon as the person approached, the breath on his body was close, mixed with all kinds of alcohol and a faint fragrance.

Song Qingzhi's eyelashes trembled, he raised his head, looked at his handsome face, and nodded.

After calming down, Song Qingzhi realized that this was the only way to go.It's raining so hard outside, it's hard to get a taxi again, and with her appearance, it's not safe to take the night bus by herself.

She saw Chu Ci staggering into a room, and after a while, she took out a set of clothes and put them in front of her, "First... just make do with it." Chu Ci's vision was still blurry, and the clothes were placed beside the sofa , almost fell to the ground, Song Qingzhi caught it quickly.

Seeing that the things in his hand had been taken away, Chu Ci paused and sat down on the ground.The upper body was leaning against Song Qingzhi's feet.

Song Qingzhi stood up uncomfortably as if being scalded, "I, I'll take a shower first."

With that said, Song Qingzhi quickly walked into the bathroom with his clothes in his arms, and after locking the door behind him, he let out a heavy breath.

When she came out, she found that the person was lying on the carpet at some point.

I was stunned for a moment, and walked over, and a 1.8-meter-old man just curled up in the gap between the sofa and the coffee table, looking rather pitiful.

After hesitating for a while, he still walked over, reached out and shook his "Chu Ci"

"Huh?" Chu Ci responded vaguely.

Seeing this, Song Qingzhi pulled him up, "Chuci, get up first, and go back to the room to sleep."

"En." Chu Ci obediently let her pull him up.

When he helped the man to the bed and lay down, Song Qingzhi had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

　I'm sorry, I've had a bad cold for the past two days, and I'm dizzy, so I'm writing so much for the time being.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)