Chapter 67: I'm concerned about you
Han Di was stunned while drinking, is... a star? He excitedly turned around...
"Korean flute, it's really you..." Seeing the front of Korean flute, Song Zhenju walked quickly to his front, "How are you here? Korean flute."
Han Di blinked his eyes, who is this girl in front of him... why are there several faces... can't see her appearance clearly...
"Hey... Handida? Your face is so red, are you drunk?"
"Stars..."
"What?"
"Stars... is it you?..."
"Is it Xing Xin? No, I'm not. My name is Han Di, but you can call me Zhen Shu, Song Zhen Shu. We've met before."
"Star... star..." Han Di could no longer hear what Song Zhenxu was saying, and he just muttered the name on his mind to himself.
"Hey, Handai...Handai? Are you drunk?"
"Star......" fell on the bar table, Han Di's lips moved, continuing to call out his nickname for Xia Xinghen.
"What's so good about Xia Xingxin?! You're such an excellent man, why are you drunk like this for her?!" Song Zhenju was furious as she looked at Han Di who had passed out on the bar.
"Mr. Han?" The bartender's waiter gently pushed Han Di, confirming that he had passed out from drunkenness, and took out his mobile phone to arrange for a friend to send Han Di home. This was an opportunity to curry favor with this young master...
"Hey! What are you doing?" Song Zhenxu seemed to see through the waiter's intentions, snatching the phone from his hand. "I'm a friend of Han Duan's, I'll send him back, don't bother."
Song Zhenxu finished speaking, lifted one of Han Di's arms and put it on her shoulder, handed the phone back to the waiter, and supported Han Di out of the bar.
In the taxi, Song Zhenxu looked at Han Di who was leaning on her shoulder and sleeping soundly, and her heart inexplicably fluttered. Her mind to send Han Di back home also changed.
"Driver, take the car to the northern part of West Ring Road."
Song Zhenxu's home was located in the northern part of Xihuan, and she wasn't worried about bringing Han Di to her home so late at night, fearing it would lead to misunderstandings, because she was an orphan and lived alone.
The car stopped at its destination, Song Zhenzhu paid the fare and helped Han Di get out of the car.
Han Di was laid down on the bed in his own house, Song Zhenzhu prepared to get a towel to wipe his face...
"Stars... don't go..." Han Di suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Zhenju's wrist.
Song Zhenxu looked at Han Di with a bitter expression, his eyes were still closed... He must have been dreaming of something... Was Xia Xingyin's shadow in his dreams too?
"Korean flute, I'm not Xia Xingxin." Song Zhenxiu lay down beside Korean flute, looking at his sleeping face, and couldn't help but reach out to touch his cheek. "Korean flute...I like you...open your eyes and take a good look at me, okay? I'm not worse than Xia Xingxin..."
It was as if he had heard Song Zhenxuan's whisper, Han Di's eyelids moved slightly, and his closed eyes slowly opened...
Han Di...
"Stars..."
“……”
"Today is my birthday... Have you forgotten? Why didn't you give me a gift? Why didn't you call me? Now that Morningstar is here, you completely don't care about me anymore, do you?" Han Di said tearfully.
"No... I care about you..." Song Zhenxu said, leaning in close to Han Di's face...
Soft lips stuck to his soft lip print...
The warmth on his lips and the faint sound of breathing made Han Di's body react like a man.
He immediately turned over and pressed Song Zhenzhu under his body...
Song Zhenxu slowly closed her eyes...
Feeling his warm breath getting closer and closer to himself...
Han Di, I like you...
Just as Han Di was about to kiss Song Zhen's tender lips, perhaps his intoxication had dissipated a bit, and his blurry vision became somewhat clearer...
When he realized that the delicate body under him was not Xia Xingyin, Han Di immediately panicked and scrambled off Song Zhenzhu's body.
She felt his breath was far away, Song Zhenju opened her eyes and saw Han Di standing by the bed looking at her.
"Song Zhenxu?... That, we..." Han Di supported his forehead with his hand, looking like he was still a bit drunk and hadn't fully sobered up.
"There's nothing between us..." Song Zhenxu sat up from bed, covering the loss in her eyes, and replied to him.
Han Di nodded, "That's good...that's good..."
Embarrassing...
The atmosphere was very awkward at this time...
Just now two people almost did that...
"Do you want to see Seon-mi?" Song Jin-ju asked Han Tae, trying to ease the current atmosphere.
At the mention of Xia Xingxin's name, Han Di's eyes suddenly widened, looking completely awake, "Xiaoxin...? Want... I want to see her!"
"Alright, you wait here and I'll go get her to meet you." Xia Xingxin is already with another man, so she must not love you, Han Di. Maybe this way of doing things will hurt you a bit, but it's better than letting Xia Xingxin reject you and hurt you even more. You shouldn't give up on her yet. This method may be selfish, but it might just work in my favor and I'll get to have you...
"Alright!" Because Xia Xingxin changed her number, Han Di couldn't get in touch with her, now she could only follow Song Zhenju's arrangement.
Song Zhenxu took a taxi to Xia Xingxin's home, at this time Xia Xingxin must be at home. But when she arrived there, Xia's mother told her that Xia Xingxin was not at home and stayed overnight at school. At this time, no matter which school it is, the gate is closed tightly, and it is impossible to enter the school.
"Xia Auntie, Xing Xin has changed her phone number recently, do you know her new number?"
Having obtained Xia Xingxin's current phone number from Xia Mama, Song Zhenju took a bus back home. On the way back, she dialed Xia Xingxin's phone number. The other end answered, and Xia Xingxin's sleepy voice came through.
"Xing Xin, Han Di is in trouble... She's at my place now, hurry up and come over, hurry up." As soon as she finished saying this, Song Zhen Ju hung up the phone without waiting for a response from the other end. Based on her understanding of Xia Xing Xin, she was certain that Xia Xing Xin would come.
