Listen to the Kite

Suddenly, his face changed completely.

Called the driver, Lou Yu picked up the mobile phone coat, nodding to the crowd: "something, go first."

Everyone: "?"

"No more play?" Gu Wenjing stopped him: "It's rare to get together."

"No," he said.

Because of the several messages, Lou Yu's tone is a little more pleasant, "the school has something, I have to hurry back, next time free to gather."

With those words, he looked down at the time and walked away.

Looking at his back, some people were at a loss: "How do you feel that the mood of the low suddenly became better?"

Liang Ruibo holding the fruit bowl, inserted a piece of watermelon into his mouth, in the heart, can not be good, he just witnessed the whole process, someone from the moment of picking up the mobile phone, the naked eye can see the cheerful up.

He could not think of anyone else who had made him so inclined to his brother.

...

20 minutes later, Peking University.

Students can not drive the car into the school, Lou Yu let the car parked in the parking space near the school, a person into the school.

The art building was brightly lit, because he did not know which classroom Fu Yuan was in, he did not go in, but went to the steps where the two men were separated this morning and stood quietly.

The night wind is a little big, sweeping the cool.

Lou Yu drank a lot of wine tonight, how much he can not remember very clearly, only remember the position of the booth filled with empty bottles, originally sober, but at this time was blown by the wind, unexpectedly know after feeling a little drunk.

Consciousness also becomes confused.

"..."

After an unknown amount of time, he blinked slowly.

Those very good eyes were dyed with a layer of misty fog color, looked up at the art building in front of him for a while, and the action was like taking out a mobile phone to send information to Fu Yuan.

ly: Yiyu, I'm at the Art Building.

ly: [ Where are you? ]

ly: Why didn't I see you? Did you leave already?

ly: I'm sorry I'm late....

ly: It's already 8:30. Well, I'm late....

ly: No, I've been waiting a long time.

ly: You haven't left yet, have you?

...

In the changing room, Fu Kite changed his clothes and came out, opened the cabinet and took out a canvas bag, and stuffed the training clothes and dancing shoes into it.

"The Fu Kite." Suddenly a girl called her behind her.

"So this cupboard is yours." The girl smiled and continued, "Just now when you went to change your clothes, there was a mobile phone that kept ringing, which came from your locker, I thought someone might want to ask you for something, so I thought I'd warn you."

Fu Kite took out his mobile phone to see that there were many unread messages.

She looked at the girl and smiled. "Well, thank you."

...

Practice room is on the third floor, while downstairs, she has already read the information.

As for feelings... It's... Confused?

Because the self-answer obviously with a pathetic tone is not like Lou Yu himself, the contrast is too big, so that she is a little worried.

Speed up, Fu Kite all the way out of the art building trot.

Then I caught sight of someone standing quietly at the bottom of the steps.

She ran over with her bag, the strong smell of alcohol, and it was only then that she realized what was wrong with the other side.

She looked up, looked at Lou Yu carefully, and asked softly: "Are you drunk?"

"No." Lou Yu do not want to answer.

His sight fell on the screen of the mobile phone, looking at the number of the Volkite in the address book without blinking, cold white fingertip half hanging, seems to hesitate to call her.

"What are you doing?" Fu Yin helplessly sighed, reached out to grasp his fingertips, move away.

Lou Yu furrowed his eyebrows and pulled out his fingers, falling back to the original position, "the kite does not return the information, I want to call her."

His voice was low and muffled, so lost.

"And said not drunk...." Fu Kite vaguely mumbled a sentence, staring at his eyes can not help but be curious.

The last time I met someone at the bar, they were totally different drunk.

It's a world apart.

That yellow hair is ugly, like a maniac, and he smells disgusting.

In contrast, Lou Yu is very quiet, although the taste of alcohol is rich but not unpleasant, faint can also smell a hint of aroma if there is no malt aging.

Looking at him, the mind can not control the thought of obedient dog, Fu Kite moved two steps to the side, standing on the steps.

The height gap narrowed in an instant.

With a smile on her face, the girl reached out her hand, gently rubbed his head a few times, and softly opened her mouth: "Sorry, I just finished class when you sent the message, and went to the locker room to change clothes, so I didn't see it."

"But then I saw your message and I ran out."

"Don't be unhappy. Are you hungry? Shall I take you to dinner?"

The voice of the ear is particularly gentle, especially good to listen to, Lou Yu take the mobile phone action a meal, the drunk eyes suddenly flashed a clear.

He no longer attached to the phone, slowly raised his head.

"Kite? Kite?

Black eyes reflected the girl's delicate and beautiful little face, Lou Yu lip Angle bent, voice with a little hoarse, but can not pressure caper: "you did not go."

"... Finally noticed me." Fu Kite whispered ridicule.

She jumped down the steps and took him by the arm to the school door, asking as she went, "Can you understand me?"

Lou Yu obediantly let her pull: "Can."

"Honestly, did you eat dinner or not?"

"No."

He answered decisively in the affirmative, without hesitation.

Fu Yuan looked back at him, saw that his eyes were not very clear, wrinkled his face, and some disapproved of the opening: "Drinking on an empty stomach seems not very good, if you wake up and remember what I said, try not to do so again."

"Well, listen to the Kite."

Outside the school gate, Fu Yin took him to the left, if I remember correctly, there should be a drugstore.

She plans to buy hangover medicine, otherwise according to the current situation development, Lou Yu may be more and more drunk, then it will be difficult to do.

"Yukite...."

Lou Yu lowered his eyelids, eyes fell on her hand holding him, with a low voice with complaints and grievances, "Why always refuse me."

Fu Kite busy looking for the pharmacy, next to the road, from time to time came the sound of the car horn, very noisy, she didnt hear Lou Yu speak at all.

"..." Lou Yu pressed lips to see her back, the brain more clear.

Not as drunk as he was, but he would rather be.

Don't want to wake up.