Song Yi went home in Gu Xingchuan's car. The underground parking lot at eleven o'clock in the evening was sparsely populated. Song Yi opened the car door and got out of the car, and said calmly, "Thank you for taking me home."
Gu Xingchuan rested his elbow on the car window casually, and measured him up and down, "Just say thank you and it's over?"
Song Yi raised her jaw slightly and looked at Gu Xingchuan from top to bottom. The line from the jawbone to the neck was clear, like a bay of clear water, "What do you want?"
It was this cold and indifferent look.
Gu Xingchuan couldn't be more familiar with him. Song Yi was famous at school for being easy to get along with, and she always smiled when she saw everyone. The class teacher often lamented that this child has such a good temper, and he is afraid that others will bully Song Yi in the future.
Gu Xingchuan was very depressed at that time, obviously Song Yi was looked down upon by everyone, and he was extremely noble, but no one could see it except him, he didn't know whether those people were blind or turned a blind eye, and he didn't understand until a few years later, all of them It's because Song Yi is too good at pretending!
When Gu Xingchuan saw Song Yi's eyes before, he wanted to make Song Yi bow her head and convince Song Yi. Now when he sees Song Yi like this, his whole body feels hot... so fucking sexy.
Gu Xingchuan leaned forward, looked at Song Yi, and spoke vaguely, "Aren't you going to invite me up for a cup of tea?"
Song Yi smiled lightly, raised her eyebrows, and warned: "Don't push yourself too far, you haven't settled the account for kissing me tonight."
"It's not like you haven't had a boo before, what's the matter with a kiss?" Gu Xingchuan said cheekily.
Song Yi glanced at him, "Young Master Gu, you really found a good reason for the rapist."
Gu Xingchuan was noncommittal, and said slowly: "As a human being, you can't cross rivers and tear down bridges. You can't call your mother when you put down the bowl. We are a matter of course, and we can't be regarded as rape."
If there was a bottle of mineral water, Song Yi would directly throw Gu Xingchuan's face, I have never seen such a hooligan, "Master Gu, you are right, we have nothing to do with each other."
After he finished speaking, he was about to leave. Gu Xingchuan jumped out of the car with sharp movements, and followed him with his pockets in his mouth without saying a word.
The sound of footsteps in the empty parking lot was one after the other, bang bang bang, especially obvious. Song Yi walked for a while, stopped, and turned her head, "What do you want to do?"
Gu Xingchuan blinked, "Your things get on my pants, you are responsible for washing them for me."
"You asked for it." Song Yi kept a dark face, pretending not to understand the hint in the words.
Gu Xingchuan frowned, "I'm serious with you, my mother is at my house, I can't go back like this."
Song Yi couldn't tell if what he said was true or not, but thinking of Mama Gu, such a beautiful and gentle female, could always make her heart soften, so she reluctantly nodded and said worriedly: "You are not allowed to disturb my mother, after washing Hurry up and go."
Gu Xingchuan knew about Song Yi's home. He had read Star Entertainment's information on all the artists. Song Yi's home was newly built a few years ago. The environment is good, and the owner's privacy is very good, so many second- and third-tier artists in the entertainment industry live there.
"My mother is asleep, please keep her voice quiet." Song Yi closed the door lightly.
Gu Xingchuan sat on the soft fabric sofa, grabbed a pillow casually, and propped his chin on it. It was full of Song Yi's smell, and it smelled very comfortable.
Song Yi's home is very clean. It is a small two-bedroom apartment with a minimalist decoration style. The living room is scattered and full of life.
Gu Xingchuan glanced around, and suddenly remembered that when he was in school, Song Yi would work part-time at the hamburger restaurant every weekend. At that time, he was young, and the conditions were too good since he was a child. It's for fun.
Several times he ordered a lot of things at the hamburger restaurant, and asked Song Yi to serve him by name. Song Yi, who was eighteen or nineteen years old, told him coldly not to come again.
At that time, he felt that Song Yi had a bad temper and was inexplicably angry. It was not until many years later that he realized that he had crushed the self-esteem of a proud young man.
Thinking of this, Gu Xingchuan felt very uncomfortable. Song Yi must have been very tired these years, right
Song Yi washed her face and came out of the bathroom. Seeing that Gu Xingchuan's clothes were intact, she lowered her voice and asked, "Are you still taking it off?"
Gu Xingchuan let out an unresponsive "Hmm", unbuttoned his trousers with his knuckle fingers, and slowly kicked off his trousers, revealing a pair of straight and long legs, with well-proportioned and perfect muscles, which looked particularly powerful, and the T-shirt on his upper body was loose. The more refined the waistline is, it is like the proud work of the God of beauty.
Everyone has a love of beauty, Song Yi took a second look, her heart beat a few beats faster, and she clicked her tongue softly in her heart.
When he looked back, he inadvertently glanced at the tattoo on Gu Xingchuan's waist. He saw it in the photo of the long-legged brother last time. It was a row of black Greek letters, which looked cool.
The few times before, he just took a quick glance at it, and he wondered, how could a rich family like Gu Xingchuan's family still allow him to get a tattoo
This time Song Yi saw clearly that the tattoos were only used to cover up the scars. There was a long uneven scar on Gu Xingchuan's waist. Judging by the pale color of the newborn skin, this scar had been there for a long, long time.
Song Yi was not easy to ask about this kind of private matter, so she guessed in her heart, who would dare to fight with someone as arrogant as Gu Xingchuan? Tired of life
This man's guts are fat enough.
After Song Yi washed the clothes, she dried them impatiently, and threw them to Gu Xingchuan, "It's getting late, put them on and go home."
Gu Xingchuan was not in a hurry, dressed in a slow manner, and looked like the model's preparations before going on the runway, "Song Yi, has anyone been to your house?"
"Why do you ask this?" Song Yi's voice was displeased.
"Your house is such a mess, I think you have lost face in front of someone." Gu Xingchuan said boldly.
Song Yi narrowed her eyes, "Whether I am ashamed or not, it has nothing to do with you."
Besides, his house is not messy, it's just that it hasn't been cleaned for a few days, and it looks quite clean, so why should Gu Xingchuan be picky about his habits.
Gu Xingchuan fastened the buttons, and asked casually, "Has Cheng Song been here?"
Song Yi was not stupid, she giggled, and deliberately mocked: "Gu Xingchuan, you ask this, are you in love with me?"
He didn't think that Gu Xingchuan was in love with him. Although he was quite charming, Gu Xingchuan's liking for Shen Li could be seen by himself.
I said this to disgust Gu Xingchuan.
Gu Xingchuan was stunned for a few seconds, glanced at Song Yi's sneering lips, and snorted disdainfully, "Shameless, don't put gold on your face, I won't like you."
"I'm relieved when you say that." Song Yi pretended to be relieved and smiled, "Otherwise, with your performance, I'm really worried that you have deep affection for me and can't be yourself."
Gu Xingchuan pursed his lips hard, turned his face away coldly, "Stop being narcissistic, I like Shen Li."
Song Yi smiled, and looked at him with interest, "I'm really curious, what do you like about Shen Li?"
Gu Xingchuan's expression was not good, he took a deep breath, thought for a while, and said seriously: ""Xia Feng" was written for Shen Li, have you heard it?"
Song Yi was a bit impressed. Although she didn't take the initiative to listen to Gu Xingchuan's songs, there were always people around her listening to them. This song "Xia Feng" was dubbed the Divine Comedy of First Love, and it became popular on all major music platforms a few years ago.
Gu Xingchuan turned his face, his eyes were rare and gentle, and he said softly: "On the first day I transferred to another school, he passed me by on a bicycle. At that time, I didn't see his face clearly, but I saw the name tag on his shirt. Later I Meeting him was exactly what I imagined."
Xiafeng Li is the scene where he and Shen Li met for the first time. In the summer of July and August, cicadas were singing, and a boy in a white shirt was riding a bicycle. His black hair was rippling with the wind, and the breeze blew up the hem of the boy's clothes. A thin and soft waist was exposed, like a muse lifted the veil in front of him, Gu Xingchuan understood what beauty is for the first time.
He remembered this scene deeply for many years afterwards. Summer, a white shirt, and a boy riding a bicycle gathered all the beautiful words of first love.
Song Yi looked weird and coughed a few times, "You said the first time you met Shen Li, he was riding a bicycle?"
"Yeah." Gu Xingchuan looked at Song Yi, observing Song Yi's expression on Song Yi.
The corner of Song Yi's mouth twitched, she was silent for a few seconds, and sighed from the bottom of her heart, "It's good, youthful feelings are always spring."
He really couldn't bear to tell Gu Xingchuan that Shen Li couldn't ride a bicycle at all.
The author has something to say: the smart little friend has already guessed it.