Shen Shiyu looked back and forth, and finally had no choice but to go to the trunk to find water for him.
Chu Wuzheng raised his face, and the smell of alcohol sprayed out from his nose. "Shen Shiyu, I am a fucking idiot. I have been an idiot for six years. I am so stupid..."
When Shen Shiyu came back, he was still cursing and laughing at the same time, and there seemed to be a bit of bitterness in his smile.
She couldn't understand what he said and could only think that he was drunk and crazy.
Chu Wuzheng was fed two mouthfuls of water and his throat felt better. He closed his eyes and rested his head on the cushion of the seat, slowly breathing in the alcohol.
Shen Shiyu clenched the water bottle in his hand tightly.
In fact, all she had done in her dreams for so many years was just look at him like this.
The difference is that every time she reaches out and touches his strong eyebrows, from his clear eyebrows, to his lips, to his chin, he always disappears.
The sliding hand was caught. Shen Shiyu thought Chu Wuzheng had woken up, but his eyes did not open.
The palm of his hand was so hot that the temperature gradually spread to the back of her hand. He led Shen Shiyu's hand down and stopped at her chest.
His heartbeat is there.
"I miss you so much." Chu Wuzheng still didn't wake up, he just murmured this sentence.
Shen Shiyu's eyes immediately filled with tears.
No matter whether this sentence was meant for her or not, when she heard it, she couldn't help but feel sour in her heart.
Taking a deep breath failed to hold back her tears. A few of them had already rolled down her face. She turned her face away and reached out to wipe them away.
Chu Wuzheng's hand was pulled by her, and he looked towards her, his slightly opened eyes were red, and he still looked drunk.
"I'm such a fucking idiot." He chuckled.
"..."
Listening to his curse words, Shen Shiyu fell asleep in a daze.
In a hazy moment, she had a dream in which she and Chu Wu were quarreling and in the kitchen, he was so angry that she broke the bowl.
It was obviously his fault that he cooked the wrong instant noodles, but he didn't remember that she didn't like the taste.
Chu Wuzheng was still fierce, he was really too cruel to her, but Shen Shiyu was not afraid, even if she made trouble, she knew that he would always calm down and coax her.
She had a messy dream later, but she already knew the outcome after that scene. She packed her bags and left, and she left for six years.
When Chu Wuzheng woke up, it was already dark outside.
He leaned his hungover and aching head against the car window, stretched out his hand to rub his dry eyes, and then opened it again to regain some consciousness.
As soon as he woke up, Shen Shiyu also woke up.
Chu Wuzheng was very strange when he saw someone next to him, and even more strange when he saw it was her.
"Why are you here?"
Shen Shiyu's mind was a little foggy, and he thought for a moment before speaking. "I, a policeman called me last night and said that you drank too much and couldn't find your home. I came to find you, but you didn't tell me where your home was. No, I can only put you here."
Her hands were numb from sleep, and she shook them hard before regaining consciousness.
Chu Wuzheng watched her movements and frowned slightly. "I didn't do anything yesterday, right?"
"No?" Shen Shiyu shook his head.
Other than scolding myself for being an idiot for half the night, I didn't say much.
Shen Shiyu got out of the car first, and Chu Wuzheng followed.
The weather was very cold in the early morning. Seeing Shen Shiyu breathing into his hands, Chu Wuzheng mentioned, "I'll take you back."
"I came here on a bicycle." Shen Shiyu refused, walked to the side and patted the motorcycle standing on the ground.
"Have you learned to ride a motorcycle?"
Shen Shiyu nodded.
She knew that Chu Wuzheng had always liked motorcycles.
But when I was young, my family was very strict, and I was busy after work. I wanted to study for exams, but I didn’t have time at all.
Back then, every time Chu Wuzheng saw the protagonist riding a motorcycle doing cool drifts on TV, he would hug Shen Shiyu and say to her sweetly, "Brother Qianming will take you flying."
Shen Shiyu has always scorned this kind of pie-in-the-sky behavior.
"Waiting for you? I might as well take the exam myself."
She really passed the exam.
"It's easy to find venues in the United States. I'll be able to do it after practicing a lot in my spare time," she said casually.
Chu Wuzheng stood leaning next to him. "Can the US ID be used in China?"
"I returned to China and took the exam again." Shen Shiyu quickly added.
Chu Wuzheng looked at some of the motorcycles she had on hand from beginning to end. They didn't seem to be worth much money - didn't she live a happy life?
"How about I take you back?" Shen Shiyu handed him the spare helmet.
Chu Wuzheng didn't answer, didn't say anything, didn't even look at her, turned around and walked down the street.
"Hey, wait, I still have your car keys." Shen Shiyu got off the motorcycle and chased him.
No matter how much she yelled, he didn't look back. There was no other way, so she had to push the motorcycle awkwardly forward. Chu Wuzheng really let her follow him and ignored her.
Shen Shiyu cursed in his mind as he walked.
Brother, do you have any conscience? I worked hard all night with you yesterday and today, and I didn’t even sleep. Now I have to push this big guy to walk down the street with you. I owe you, I...
After walking through this street, I came across a breakfast shop, which seemed to have just opened.
"What to eat?" Chu Wuzheng asked her while standing in front of the store.
"Ah? Whatever." Shen Shiyu said.
Chu Wuzheng's eyes froze.
What a change.
It turns out that she has always had precise goals when it comes to food. Not to mention the type, even if the ingredients are slightly different, she will have to make a fuss.
"Go buy it." He stood aside and lit a cigarette.
Seeing that she didn't move, Chu Wuzheng raised his eyebrows. "What, are you afraid that I will run away?"
Shen Shiyu had no choice but to park the car, run into the breakfast shop and buy two breakfasts.
Chu Wuzheng still asked her to give it away, but he had to change his explanation.
Shen Shiyu watched him straddling the car easily, beckoned her to come up, and stared at him hesitantly. "Can you drive?"
I took the exam and got my certificate early.
"You'll know if you try it." Chu Wuzheng threw the helmet to her.
As soon as the car got on the road, Shen Shiyu saw Chu Wuzheng's skills. Whether it was changes in direction or speed, he could control the changes with ease, seeking speed while maintaining stability. It seemed that he had practiced it.
With a sudden brake, Shen Shiyu slammed forward and the car almost tipped over. She subconsciously put her hands around his waist.
"Red light." Chu Wuzheng turned around and said.
...Just pretend that she didn't think about anything just now.
The motorcycle started to drive again, and Shen Shiyu's hands were still wrapped around each other.
She remembered that his waist was very strong, and this had not changed much. Even through a layer of clothes, she could feel that the touch was similar to what she remembered, and he seemed to be a little stronger.
It seems that he has not missed exercising in recent years.
This is not surprising, after all, Chu Wu Zheng had already made it a habit to lift iron in the past. He would feel uncomfortable if he didn't practice for a day, and he would always drag her with him later.
At that time, Shen Shiyu always ran away when he could, but if he couldn't escape, he could only watch him spin the hula hoop.
She turned around for two days, but couldn't turn anymore, so she lay on the ground pretending to be pitiful.
"Hurry up and practice two more sets." Chu Wuzheng showed no mercy and lifted her up with one hand.
She angrily refused. "Why should I practice this?"
Chu Wuzheng lowered his head and curled his mouth, smiling evilly. "After you practice, you will be more energetic when you move."
?!!
The next second, the hula hoop flew directly to his head.
…
The motorcycle stopped downstairs at Chu Wuzheng's house. Shen Shiyu's face was still a little red. She said it was covered by her helmet, but Chu Wuzheng didn't believe it at all.
"What bad things are you thinking about?" He glanced at her sideways.