summer fireworks

The manager nodded in fright, and retreated towards the door, fearing that Yan Shu's violent temper would come up, and he would directly smash the wine cabinet.

Yan Shu breathed a sigh of relief when his figure disappeared at the door, and sat down on the sofa.

"girlfriend?"

Song Zhilin looked at her, asked with a silly smile on the corner of her lips.

Yan Shu angrily stuffed a pillow into her hand and said:

"Ex-girlfriend."

"Oh."

Song Zhilin embraced the pillow, and responded aggrievedly.

"Ex-girlfriend."

"If you don't know how to drink, drink less."

Seeing her like this, Yan Shu knew that her stamina was on the rise. A few sporadic images flashed through her mind, making her heart ache.

Song Zhilin nodded and looked at Yan Shu's hands. All kinds of cups and wine utensils were extremely light in her hands, as if she could turn out a flower.

The next second, Yan Shu pushed a colorful cocktail in front of her and said:

"Sweet, drink it if you want."

As if afraid that Song Zhilin would be worried, she added another sentence: "I'll take you home when you're drunk."

Song Zhilin held the cup, admired its color, then picked it up and drank it in one gulp.

Yan Shu: "..."

This ignorant woman.

After Song Zhilin finished drinking, she only felt sweet, without a trace of alcohol, and a charming aroma flowed down her throat, making people feel a little swayed.

"It's delicious," she handed out the cup to Yan Shu, "have another cup."

Yan Shu: "..."

This really treated her as a bartender, and she couldn't help but feel angry again. When she started again, she added a little more wine, and the color in the glass was even more psychedelic and colorful.

This time Song Zhilin didn't drink it all in one gulp. She held the cup and drank it in small sips. She was surprised to find that every sip had a different taste. hot.

"What's the name of this wine?" she asked.

first love.

The simple name weighed a thousand catties, stuck in Yan Shu's throat, she took a deep breath, and said dryly:

"no name."

"It's a pity," Song Zhilin shook her head, staring at the half-empty cup, trying to grasp the feeling that drifted through her mind, pondered for a while, and said, "It should be called Moonlight."

Only the moonlight is so beautiful and ever-changing.

Yan Shu didn't speak, but pushed a new glass of wine in front of her and said, "Drink, I'll take you home when you're drunk."

Song Zhilin replied: "Okay, it's rare for you to send me home."

She might be drunk, her voice became soft, like a kitten's paw, falling on Yan Shu's heart, tickling her heart.

Yan Shu had never seen her like this before, and only felt that if all her words were false, there was always a bit of sincerity when she was drunk.

In the blink of an eye, Song Zhilin drank another glass of wine. She picked up the remaining glass, opened her eyes wide as she drank, and asked in a naive tone:

"By the way, are you taking me home, to your home or to my home?"

She went to get the post-it note on the table, trying to write down the address, but her hand couldn't control it after she was drunk, and she didn't know the handwriting was crooked.

Song Zhilin gave her the note with unclear handwriting and said:

"Of course it's my house, how can I go to your house?"

Her tone was flat, but Yan Shu's heart clenched tightly, the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

Song Zhilin had never been to her house.Sometimes, Song Zhilin would send her home, but Yan Shu would be a little embarrassed when she got there. She wanted to stay with Song Zhilin for a while, but everyone in this area knew each other well and often went down the mountain for a walk. Shu and an Alpha walked hand in hand, very intimately, and maybe asked some gossip.Yan Shu didn't want to face this.

Song Zhilin is a very considerate person, she would stop at the street corner, smile and say to her: "You go home, I'll take a ride directly from here later."

She said it was because it was convenient and close to the bus station, but Yan Shu knew in her heart that Song Zhilin was just concerned about her feelings.

At that time, she faintly felt sorry for Song Zhilin, and vaguely felt that she had done something wrong, but Song Zhilin didn't express any dissatisfaction, so she pretended not to know and made a mistake.

Thinking about it now, she was really selfish at the time.

"No," Yan Shu whispered, "Go to my house today."

For the first time since she was kicked out, she felt that living alone had some advantages.At least, she can bring the person she likes home regardless of anyone's eyes.

Song Zhilin leaned on her shoulder, smiled softly, and murmured: "Why are you going to your house... I don't want to go to your house, walk the mountain road, look at the moon, or be laughed at..."

Yan Shu trembled slightly, Song Zhilin's voice was very low, but she still heard it clearly.Before she knew it, someone had hurt Song Zhilin because of her. She didn't know who this person was or what he had done, which made Song Zhilin never forget it for a long time.There are so many things she doesn't know.

She helped Song Zhilin up, let her sit in the co-pilot, and opened the glass window a slit so that the air could be blown through the window without catching a cold.

After drinking, Song Zhilin was very quiet, sitting in the car without saying a word, staring blankly at the scenery outside the window, the wind blew her long hair and fell on her slender collarbone, showing a fragile atmosphere, Yan Shu didn't dare to take a second look, afraid that he would be indulging in her eyes again.

The car drove through the intersection of traffic lights, Yan Shu stopped the car in front of the zebra crossing, and looked at the empty road ahead.At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, it was the time when the sun was hanging high, and the light autumn sunlight coated the road surface thinly, forming a layer of light, almost transparent gold.

Yan Shu was in a daze for a moment.Many afternoons like this, she and Song Zhilin held hands and wandered aimlessly in the street. They didn't know what to do or where their destination was. They just wanted to stay by each other's side and let those golden The sun falls on the shoulders.

She turned her head and glanced at Song Zhilin. Song Zhilin was leaning on the back of the chair with her eyes slightly closed, wondering if she had fallen asleep.

"Hi," she didn't know what to call her, "are you asleep?"

Song Zhilin didn't answer her, Yan Shu felt relieved, and looked at her unscrupulously, with her brown curly hair and long eyelashes, her lips were tightly pressed, and she wouldn't relax even when she fell asleep.Yan Shu is very used to such moments, the silent Song Zhilin, who is peeking at Song Zhilin, the breeze and the warm autumn day.

"Green light."

Song Zhilin suddenly said:

"Drive carefully."

Her tone was still light, with the smell of wine mixed with rusty pheromones, filling the small compartment.

Yan Shu's heart was pounding, she bit her lip, her heart was full of embarrassment about peeking at Song Zhilin and being caught on the spot, and there was also a feeling of inexplicability.

It must be because of the strong smell of pheromone that her ears are slightly warm.Yan Shu closed the window, turned on the air conditioner, set it to 23 degrees, and felt the temperature behind his ears drop little by little.

In front of her, she could already see the community where she lived, an old-fashioned small high-rise building, and the elevator was fairly new, so it wouldn't be too difficult for Yan Shu to help Song Zhilin go upstairs.

Standing at the door, Yan Shu took out the key from her bag, opened the door, and searched in the shoe cabinet for a long time, only to find that she didn't have any slippers for guests.

She put her slippers at Song Zhilin's feet, and sighed: "Put it on."

Song Zhilin even took her heart away, so wearing a pair of slippers is nothing.

Song Zhilin was still drunk, and smiled at her, looking a little silly.

She put on her slippers, stood stiffly in the room, looked around the small apartment, and said with a smile, "So that's what it looks like inside."

When she sent Yan Shu back last time, she sent Yan Shu to the door of the house according to the address Yu Wei sent her. At that time, she didn't think much about it. She just thought that it might be the place where Yan Shu rested after drinking, not the house where Yan Shu usually lived. , but now look at this small apartment, it is very warmly decorated, full of the atmosphere of life, it can be seen that someone often lives here.

Her mind was stuffy, she didn't have time to think about why Yan Shu lived here, she just felt... She finally saw what Yan Shu's house looked like.

Unexpectedly, it was quite cute.

"Drinked."

Yan Shu put a cup of hangover tea on the tea table in front of her, and said briefly.

Song Zhilin picked up the cup obediently, and sipped the hot sobering tea in small sips.Yan Shu's tea making skills were not very good, he just threw the tea leaves into the hot water, it tasted full of astringency, but Song Zhilin didn't mind at all, and slowly finished the cup of tea.

She vaguely thought that this was the first time Yan Shu made tea for her.It seems a little bitter, and it seems a little sweet.Unclear taste.

The room was full of the smell that belonged to Yan Shu, the smell of the grass after the rain, and Song Zhilin felt dizzy even more.

She looked at Yan Shu and felt layers of double images appearing in front of her. She raised her head and said to Yan Shu, "I seem to be drunk."

Yan Shu: "..."

Is this person completely confused about the situation?Is she drunk now?She was already drunk, why did she realize it now.

Moreover, she was already sitting at her house, and she found out that she was drunk?

Is Song Zhilin so unsuspecting?Then she said before that she drank a lot of alcohol for work. Could it be that she was like this at those times?Have already arrived at someone's house, only to realize that you are drunk?

The more Yan Shu thought about it, the more angry he became. He patted Song Zhilin's arm and said angrily, "You've been drunk for a long time."

"Really?" Song Zhilin suddenly leaned towards her and looked at her softly, "Shushu, don't quarrel with me."

Yan Shu's eye sockets became hot instantly.She didn't know what Song Zhilin thought of, maybe in Song Zhilin's heart, they were still stuck in a long, long time ago, when there was still hope.

Song Zhilin looked at her, Yan Shu had never seen her eyes like this, with a little cautiousness, a little vulnerability and inferiority complex.

Song Zhilin asked her in a low voice:

"Is it embarrassing to be with me?"