TTCTT Ch63part3

Song Chenyi took Zhu Chi to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

The environment of this restaurant is very good, and every dish is unique, with rich color matching and makes people relive their appetite.

At this time, the waiter came and gave the children a bottle of fruit wine.

Thinking that Zhu Chi can’t drink, Song Chenyi just wanted to refuse. However, he heard Zhu Chi say, “Never mind. Let’s have a drink, there is no exam anyway.”

In fact, nowadays, they really need to drink some wine to cheer up.

Since Zhu Chi agreed, Song Chenyi naturally did not refuse.

This is blueberry fruit wine, which is not too sweet and bitter, but Zhu Chi still drank a lot unconsciously.

No one took the initiative to mention the one-month deadline.

However, this one-month period is Zhu Chi’s deadline, and naturally it should end.

He took out an exquisite gift box from his carry-on canvas bag and handed it to Song Chenyi carefully.

Because I drank a lot of wine, at this moment, Zhu Chi’s eyes are misty and already a looking a little tipsy.

But as he thought at the beginning, drinking really emboldened him. Now he feels that his skin is a little hot, and that timid nerve seems to be paralyzed, leaving only a cavity of loneliness.

Song Chenyi looked at the gift box and took it. “What is this?”

Zhu Chi’s eyelids drooped and urged, “Open it and have a look.”

When he was drunk, his voice became soft and unclear. Song Chenyi’s heart seemed to be scratched by a cat. He obediently listened and opened the gift.

It’s a very cool racing model.

Looking at its shape, Song Chenyi can roughly estimate its price, which is about four figures.

He suddenly feels very distressed, having mixed feelings.

Zhu Chi knew what he liked and gave him such a gift. Song Chenyi was so excited that he didn’t know what to say.

However, although such a price is nothing to Song Chenyi, it is too much for Zhu Chi.

He knows that Zhu Chi’s usual living expenses are only four digits lower.

Looking at Song Chenyi’s frown, Zhu Chi felt a little wronged: “Don’t you like it?”

His eyes are wet, his eyes are red, and he looks like he is about to cry.

Song Chenyi hurriedly rubbed Zhu Chi’s hair and said frankly, “I like it very much.”

It seems that this description is not enough. Song Chenyi continues to emphasize: “I like it very much, and I love it to death.”

Zhu Chi slowly smiled: “That’s good.”

Looking at him with misty eyes, he said seriously: “This is my gift as we reach the end of our trial period. It is already the end of the month.”

Song Chenyi froze.

A month, end, end of what?

Is Zhu Chi trying to end it, or what?

Just now, happiness vanished in an instant, leaving only endless fear, and his heart seemed to be about to stop. He was stiff all over.

Song Chenyi pressed Zhu Chi’s shoulder and said firmly, “No, I don’t want to end it, we can’t end it!”

Zhu Chi was drunk and dizzy, but he was stunned: “A month has arrived, of course it will be over.”

Song Chenyi’s eyes were red with anxiety, and he whispered, “It’s me … what’s not good enough?”

Zhu Chi’s eyes reflected the figure. He doesn’t understand how Song Chenyi suddenly became so sad.

He picked up the model car that he gave Song Chenyi, and like proposing for marriage, he hand it to Song Chenyi with both hands: “If you like, will you be with me formally from now on?”

Song Chenyi froze. His eyes rested on Zhu Chi, his blood began to flow, and the whole person seemed to be alive again, mumbling: “That is to say …”

Before Zhu Chi could react, Song Chenyi opened his arms and hugged him immediately, for fear of missing the momentum. He repeatedly said, “I do, I do …”

Hugging really hard, his chest is as hot as fire. Zhu Chi is drunk, his cheeks are as hot as hell, and his breathing is so hot.

Feeling Song Chenyu, Zhu Chi gently closed his eyes, put his hand on Song Chenyi’s back and patted him gently.

Fortunately, Song Chenyi still likes him.

He didn’t like Chen Zhe.

…..

Because Zhu Chi was drunk, Song Chenyi did not take him back to the university dormitory, but found a good hotel nearby.

Arriving at the hotel, Zhu Chi thought about his heroic behavior just now and leaned against the bed pillow in a daze.

When it’s time to be brave, it seems strange, hehe.

Zhu Chi’s skin is sensitive to alcohol, and now it has been dyed light pink, and the whole person looks more and more lovely like being soaked in wine.

Song Chenyi gently lift Zhu Chi’s arm and ask in a low voice, “Can you take a bath by yourself?”

Zhu Chi was really weak. Following the action, he buried gus head in hus arms feebly and shook his head gently.

Song Chenyi’s eyes darkened, and he bowed his head and coaxed the child: “Well, how about I help you take a bath?”