The light was dim and blurry, and Shen Qinghe curled the corners of his mouth.
Jiang Yao lowered his head and sniffed himself, and it was clear that there was no smell.
Seeing the smile in her eyes clearly, I understood that she did it on purpose.
Too lazy to argue with her.
He leaned over and picked up the wine glass on the table. After taking a few sips, he put it on his lap and played with it.
The person punching behind him was too excited and accidentally bumped into Shen Qinghe.
"Ah~"
The incident happened suddenly, and Shen Qinghe was unprepared. He screamed subconsciously and was knocked forward.
Hearing her cry, Jiang Yao turned to look at her, and she just fell on top of him, her lips and teeth touching his chin.
The bright and charming face was close at hand, the peach blossom eyes were full of moisture, a few hairs were stuck to his neck, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down twice.
Neither of them moved, maintaining this posture.
Fortunately, the people around them were immersed in boxing and drinking, so no one noticed their situation.
The bar is noisy, DJ music, conversations, and exclamations are mixed together.
Shen Qinghe couldn't hear these sounds, and still maintained this movement, as if he was still, one second, two seconds...
After reacting, she put her hands on his chest and pushed him away.
I want to say something to relieve the embarrassment, but I rack my brains and don’t know what to say.
Glancing at his chin, the teeth marks were very obvious and had started to turn red.
The words of apology were stuck in his mouth.
Wen Jingjing took the bottle of wine and sat between them and winked: "What are you doing so close to each other?"
One sentence made her speak intermittently.
Shen Qinghe looked unnatural and grabbed the bottle: "Are you leaving?"
"What time will you leave?"
Wen Jingjing's head was dizzy, so she took out her mobile phone and looked at it for a long time, but she couldn't tell what time it was.
"I'm going to see Uncle Jiang. It's not safe to leave you here. I'll take you back." Shen Qinghe patiently explained to her.
"good."
Wen Jingjing neither cried nor fussed. She leaned in Shen Qinghe's arms obediently and allowed her to lead her away.
"The wine is very good." Jiang Yao followed behind and couldn't help but comment.
It was very easy and there was no one to bully him.
He does not mean that.
Shen Qinghe always felt that she was internalizing that she was not a good drinker. She drank too much last time, and Wen Jingjing and Gu Xiao took her to reminisce about it for a long time.
It’s not scary to drink too much. What’s scary is having someone help you remember.
Thinking of how miserable Jiang Yao was last time, I felt very guilty: "I drank too much last time..."
Jiang Yao didn't want to hear her apology: "Just change it if you know it was wrong. You don't need to treat me to food. Just call me brother."
Shen Qinghe's mouth twitched. Who wants to treat him to something?
But why does he always want her to call him brother lately?
The atmosphere was eerily quiet for a few seconds.
Shen Qinghe finally realized that she had accidentally expressed her inner thoughts just now.
Just ask directly: "Why do you always want people to call you brother?"
Jiang Yao didn't know what was going on recently. Ever since he heard He Ye call him brother that day, he inexplicably wanted to hear Shen Qinghe call her.
Like a pervert, I just want to hear her scream.
"Abnormal." Wen Jingjing, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly said.
"Shut up." Jiang Yao glanced at Wen Jingjing angrily, a little annoyed.
Wen Jingjing curled her lips and rubbed her head into Shen Qinghe's arms, feeling extremely aggrieved.
We walked out of the bar unimpeded. There were few people talking outside and it was eerily quiet, but the crowds of people inside were deafening.
The bar is in a remote location, and there are no drivers waiting to pick up jobs at the door. If you want to take a taxi, you have to walk to the main road.
Shen Qinghe wanted to take Wen Jingjing a little further, but Wen Jingjing kept complaining that she was tired and wanted to sit on the ground.
In desperation, Shen Qinghe handed Wen Jingjing to Jiang Yao: "You hold her, and I'll call a car."
"I go."
"It's not easy to make a U-turn here. Generally, drivers don't want to come. With your stinky face, drivers are even less willing to come." Without waiting for his response, Shen Qinghe walked hurriedly towards the street.
Bad face?
Jiang Yao was not in a good mood and his face was dark.
Wen Jingjing was swaying this way and that, unsteady and half-sitting on the ground.
Jiang Yao didn't want to touch her too much, so he pinched Wen Jingjing's arm and lifted her up from the ground.
"It hurts me so much when you pinch me!" Wen Jingjing complained softly.
I remembered that she just said that she was a pervert, and I didn’t want to communicate with her more: “Shut up.”
"Why are you staring at our Qinghe?" Wen Jingjing followed his line of sight and saw Shen Qinghe divided into three.
"Shut up."
"Do you like her?"
Jiang Yao glanced at her but said nothing or denied it.
He wanted to let Shen Qinghe know that he liked her, but he was afraid that she would avoid him if she found out.
Every time he wanted to go further, she would always emphasize their identity as brother and sister.
"I think……"
"Shut up." If she weren't Shen Qinghe's best friend, he wouldn't want to support her.
His expression was fierce and ruthless, and his tone was cold. Wen Jingjing did not dare to speak, but her stomach was churning.
"Ugh~"
Wen Jingjing vomited and vomited on his pants and shoes.
Jiang Yao's face turned darker than before, and he wanted to leave her and run away.
After waiting for a few minutes, Shen Qinghe directed the taxi to come in.
Jiang Yao opened the back door, stuffed the person in, turned around and sat in the passenger seat.
Although the small space was closed, the smell of vomit inevitably spread to the back seat. Shen Qinghe had always had a weak stomach and retched several times, and his eyes were red.
Jiang Yao opened the car window to change the smell of the car.
"Wait for me, I'll go to the hospital with you."
"Um."
Shen Qinghe felt his cheeks get hot when he thought of what happened in the bar just now.
——
When I got back to the dormitory, it was almost ten o'clock.
The entrance was closed at 11 o'clock, and the city hospital was very close to their school, so it was still late enough to take a look at Uncle Jiang.
After settling Wen Jingjing, she changed her clothes and hurried downstairs.
Jiang Yao had already changed her clothes and was waiting for her downstairs in the dormitory, along with Lu Jinbai.
Lu Jinbai met Jiang Yao who had changed his clothes on the way back from playing basketball. He heard that Uncle Jiang was sick, so he followed him.
He stretched out his hand to stop a car.
On the way to the hospital, both Shen Qinghe and Jiang Yao felt a little unnatural and didn't speak.
Shen Qinghe turned his head to see where he was, and caught a glimpse of the bite mark on his chin, as if he had seen something unclean, so he shifted his gaze.
Jiang Yao's eyes fell on her lips unconsciously, remembering the soft touch, the tips of his ears turned red.
Lu Jinbai chatted: "The senior who plays basketball told me that a new store opened in front of the school and the duck wings are very delicious."
Jiang Yao replied absently: "The teeth are indeed very hard."
"Huh? What is Brother Jiang talking about?"
Shen Qinghe understood, his cheeks were hot.
"fine."
Lu Jinbai, who was so nervous, didn't notice anything was wrong with them, and sat in the passenger seat chatting away.
When the car arrived at the hospital, neither of them moved.
Lu Jinbai paused as he pushed the door open and asked in confusion: "Aren't you going to get out of the car?"
"Oh, oh, get off." Shen Qinghe didn't unbuckle his seat belt and pushed the door to leave, but was strangled back.
He unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car in a panic.
Lu Jinbai blinked, it was so strange.
Jiang Yao was quite normal. He unbuckled his seat belt and got into the car gracefully.
Lu Jinbai tilted his head and looked at the supplements that were forgotten in the car: "Brother Jiang, don't you want to take the things?"
Jiang Yao said "Yeah", neither salty nor bland, and slowly turned back to get the tonic.