Chapter 381

Jiang Xiujie and Lu Yuan with a drunken Summer North tilt, difficult to enter the door of your house, Zou Bo ran to meet, smell a pungent smell of wine.

"Oh, how can you drink like this? Fortunately, the old man is not here, otherwise the young master of North leaning will die."

"Are you crazy?" A cold voice came.

Several people raised their heads and saw junscher's figure standing on the stairs, dressed in loose household clothes, with his hands in his pants pocket, his eyes as sharp as a blade, coldly shooting at them.

Both Jiang Xiujie and Lu Yuan shivered and pulled out a wry smile: "Hello, brother Che, we'll go first when the people arrive..."

They threw Xia Bei on Zou Bo and ran away.

Zou Bo tilts Xia Bei to the sofa, orders the servant to cook some wine soup, and takes a hot towel to wipe his face.

"What's the matter with the young northerners? Why are they crying?"

Xia Bei tilts his eyebrows, looks very uncomfortable, and murmurs.

Zou Bo didn't hear clearly. He leaned to his side and heard Xia Bei's hoarse voice and whispered: "Mom..."

Zou Bo suddenly froze. He suddenly remembered the time when Xia Beiqing came to Jun's house when he was a child. Every night, he cried, and every night he had to find his mother. He could only go to sleep with his mother's clothes. This situation lasted for a whole year, and then gradually improved.

He watched Miss Jun grow up, and later he watched young master Beiqing grow up. How can he not feel distressed?

Xia Beiqing got up from the sofa wobbly, and Zou Bo quickly held him: "master Beiqing, where are you going?"

Xia Beiqing stubbornly pushed Zou Bo away, stumbled up the stairs, raised his head, looked at junscher in confusion, then held the railing, passed junscher, climbed unsteadily to the second floor, and rushed into the room.

There was no light in the room, only the pale moonlight came in. Xia Bei leaned down and sat on the ground, slowly stretched out his hand, picked up the woman's photo, held it tightly in his arms, and couldn't help crying.

"Mom... Mom... Sorry..."

Zou Bo stood outside the door. He heard the familiar cry from the room and sighed. He looked at junscher beside him

Junscher quietly looked into the room, thin lips gently opened the way: "let him cry, cry enough, help him to bed to rest."

"Yes..."

In the early morning, Jun duonuan stood in the crowded campus, biting a bun to call Xia Beiqing. After several calls, there was no answer. She looked anxiously at Xiang Yunci: "Mommy, what should I do?"

Yunci takes out his mobile phone and makes a call to Zou Bo. After a brief chat, he hangs up.

"How's it going?" Jun duonuan asked in a hurry.

Cloud words looking at her, calm answer: "nothing, drunk did not wake up, the department there has asked for leave."

"Is he OK with Mr. Shen?"

Cloud words shrugged: "Jun family should not know what happened to him and Shen, I'm not convenient to ask."

"OK..." Jun duonuan took a look at the time and suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, there are classes in the morning, Mommy, I'll go first!"

She put the bun into her mouth and ran towards the teaching building.

The warm light refracts in from the window. Xia Bei leans on the bed, painstakingly raises his eyelids and turns his pupils. He regains consciousness for a long time. He feels that his eyes are tingling, as if they were burned.