In such large-scale social death scenes where bad words are caught on the spot, the solution is usually that the person who said bad things offered to apologize, explain and coax others.
However, Song Yan has had a bad temper for so many years, and his self-reflection ability is not very good. In this case, the first thing he thought of was that the Moments posted by Xia Zhiye last night seemed to be this hotel.
So why is Xia Zhiye in the hotel? Could it be that he came to see his good sister again
Thinking of this, Song Yan raised his eyelids, his expression and tone were full of indifferent inquiries: "Why are you here?"
Xia Zhiye, who originally wanted an explanation, raised his eyebrows slightly.
This little thing secretly went back to Nanwu to come to the hotel with others without telling him, and was caught by him for spreading rumors and slandering. In the end, not only did he not obediently admit his mistake, but also asked himself so confidently
It seems really arrogant.
Xia Zhiye looked at Song Yan with narrowed eyes, as if threatening.
Song Yan still raised his eyelids, with a righteous look on his face.
Xia Zhiye threatened for three seconds, but to no avail, then chuckled lightly: "Forget it."
Song Yan was still indifferent: "What's the matter?"
Xia Zhiye lazily said: "It's nothing, it's just that something was left on the front desk yesterday, come and pick it up today."
"Where's your sister?"
"Picked up by her boyfriend."
"..."
The one who dares to hook up is still a married woman.
Song Yan didn't intend to apologize at all this time.
Neptune, a scumbag, is very annoying. The seven words are plain and clear, and they are all facts.
On the other hand, Shen Jiayan, who was at the side, felt a little sorry, stuck behind the two of them, poking his fingers: "Well, this, that, that's..."
He wanted to apologize but didn't know where to start, and seeing Song Yan's posture, he didn't seem to intend to apologize to the other party, so he was at a loss for a while.
Fortunately, Xia Zhiye seemed to have finally seen him: "Who is this?"
"Oh, hello, my name is Shen Jiayan, and I'm Xiao Yan's childhood sweetheart." Shen Jiayan took two steps forward and took Song Yan's arm.
The boy is not tall, with a milky white face, exquisite facial features, a head of curly hair, and blinking puppy eyes.
Song Yan, who doesn't have a bad face at all, is cute.
Xia Zhiye looked down at the arm holding Song Yan for three seconds, and came to the conclusion that his butt was tilted to the Pacific Ocean.
"Childhood sweetheart?"
He asked a question.
Shen Jiayan pondered for a while: "Or... a bamboo horse? Anyway, it's the kind of person who grew up wearing a pair of pants and sleeping on the same bed."
It turned out that this classmate Song Daxi, who always rejected people thousands of miles away, slept in the same bed with another man.
And it seems that he plans to sleep in a bed tonight.
He also said that no one likes him, and some people know how to act like a baby when they are really drunk.
Xia Zhiye glanced at the luggage in Song Yan's hand, and asked, "Aren't you going back tonight?"
Song Yan replied indifferently: "Yes."
Because Song Xixi's words are like gold, Shen Jiayan quickly explained: "I'm not familiar with Nanwu, so I want Xiaoyan to take me around."
Xia Zhiye nodded to show his understanding, and then retorted: "But he is not familiar with him."
Shen Jiayan: "?"
"He's at school every day, so he doesn't have time to go out. If you need it, I can be your guide."
Xia Zhiye has a nice voice and a charming smile. Not only did he not get angry after breaking through their bad words, but he also offered to help, which is simply a kind-hearted person.
Shen Jiayan's favorability gradually increased, and just about to say "Okay, okay", he was killed by Song Yan's indifferent eyes, so the words came to his mouth, and turned into a cautious sentence: "Xiao Yan, what do you think?"
Xiaoyan doesn't want to think.
Carrying the suitcase and walking to the front desk without looking back.
Shen Jiayan felt that if Song Yan didn't like Xia Zhiye's words, he couldn't force it, so he had to give up.
Just as he was about to trot to keep up, when he passed by Xia Zhiye, he heard three words floating above his head: "Little milkberry?"
Shen Jiayan stood there dumbfounded as if struck by lightning.
Three seconds later, he raised his head stiffly, with a look of horror on his face: "You, how do you know? Did you monitor Xiaoyan?"
"..."
Rao Xia Zhiye's own brain circuit is special enough, but it can't keep up with Shen Jiayan's thinking span.
At first I wanted to make up some nonsense, but judging from the IQ shown by this little classmate, he might believe everything he made up, so he couldn't bear it, so he calmly reminded: "The only one who cheated last night was my friend. Little milkberry."
Shen Jiayan: "..."
Only then did he remember what he had said a lot of nonsense just now.
"But don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you." Xia Zhiye smiled very kindly.
Shen Jiayan was dubious: "Really?"
"Of course it's true. I believe in Song Yanyou's character, and I also believe and respect everyone's unique hobbies or unavoidable difficulties. So if you don't want to say anything, I will keep it a secret for you. Don't worry." Zhi Ye's voice was deep and gentle, and his expression was serious and sincere.
Listening to Shen Jiayan's ears, he felt that the words were heartfelt and extremely touching. On the spot, a surge of enthusiasm welled up in the corners of his heart and eyes, and he choked up and said, "You are so kind."
Xia Zhiye nodded: "Yes, I also think that I am really kind. It's a pity... oh."
Xia Zhiye lowered his head and sighed, drooping his thick eyelashes, and his light-colored pupils hid the youthful pain of Qzone.
Seeing this, Shen Jiayan's heart tightened: "What's the pity?"
"It's a pity that Song Yan misunderstood me and didn't like me. He always thought that I had many girlfriends and was a scumbag, but I had never been in a relationship. I don't know where he heard the rumors. I wanted to find someone I have the opportunity to explain it to him, but he doesn't want to talk to me at all."
Xia Zhiye's tone was full of helplessness and sadness.
Shen Jiayan felt guilty, sympathetic and sad for a moment.
After all, he seemed to know where Song Yan's misunderstanding of Xia Zhiye came from.
If Xia Zhiye is really not the scumbag of Neptune, is it because the information he checked made a mistake
Thinking about it, Shen Jiayan looked up at Xia Zhiye.
He is indeed tall, but he is tall and thin as a young man, good-looking and clean, with a good temper, gentle and considerate, and willing to keep secrets for him, how could such a person be a scumbag
I must have misunderstood him before.
To untie the bell, the person who tied the bell must be required, and this blame must be carried by oneself.
Shen Jiayan immediately slapped his chest: "Don't worry, this matter is on me! If Xiao Yan doesn't like you, I won't leave!"
Xia Zhiye smiled like an old fox who was about to steal a chicken: "Then it's hard work for Xiao Shen."
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Shen Jiayan was already prepared to stalk them, but just as soon as he asked Xia Zhiye to stay with them at night, Song Yan replied coldly: "It's up to you."
When did Song Yan become so talkative
Shen Jiayan faintly felt that something was wrong, but his intellect didn't allow him to discover what was wrong, so he gave up thinking about it, packed up his things happily and went out.
On a rare night without rain, the night market built along the river, the river breeze is gentle, the lights are brilliant, and the air is filled with the smell of hot pot bottom ingredients.
Shen Jiayan felt strange everywhere.
As he was walking, when he turned around, he saw Xia Zhiye was smiling and talking to Song Yan with a sideways smile, but Song Yan just slapped the paw that had just rested on his shoulder with a cold face.
Hit hard.
Still very skilled.
It seems that Xiaoyan really doesn't like his roommate very much.
But Shen Jiayan felt that this was not good. After all, it was really rare to meet someone who could endure Song Yan's temper in a foreign country.
Moreover, this handsome man named Xia Zhiye is not only not as vicious as in the legend, but he is also very talkative and righteous.
So in order to prevent Song Yan from living alone in Nanwu for two years, and to make up for the mistakes he made, Shen Jiayan felt that it was urgent to help Song Yan ease the relationship between him and Xia Zhiye.
Thinking about it, Shen Jiayan greeted: "Xiaoyan, there are wishing bracelets here, let's buy one each, for the sake of winning."
The so-called wish bracelet is an ordinary bead bracelet, and then choose a bead, and let the craftsman engrave small characters on the inside that are difficult to see without a magnifying glass, which is a wish made.
The store is next to a Bodhisattva Cave by the river. It is said that the beads have been opened. When various Internet celebrities come here to play, they recommend it, and this shop has become an Internet celebrity shop.
The price has risen and the boat has risen, basically cheating tourists and elementary school students out of money, which is not far behind the IQ tax.
Song Yan has no interest.
However, Shen Jiayan dragged him and acted like a baby: "Oh, Xiaoyan, everyone is here, so let's buy one for each person, okay?"
Shen Jiayan is a real person who is stupid, has a lot of money, and is very good at pestering people. He can keep talking about what he wants until his ears get calloused.
In the past, when encountering such a situation, Song Yan usually didn't bother to deal with it, and just paid the money and left, treating it as a charity donation for a fool.
But this time Xia Zhiye was there.
A string of several hundred yuan is easy for Song Yan and Shen Jiayan, but it may be a big burden for Xia Zhiye.
If he or Shen Jiayan paid for the treat, Xia Zhiye's character would definitely not accept it. If Xia Zhiye didn't buy it alone, it would be embarrassing for that idiot Shen Jiayan to ask more questions.
So Song Yan said coldly: "Not interested."
Ready to go after speaking.
Xia Zhiye put Song Yan's shoulders on his shoulders, and said lazily to Shen Jiayan: "The light green one next to you is more suitable for you."
"Really?" Shen Jiayan happily tried on the green bracelet, "Really."
The store selling bracelets saw the appearance of the three of them, and quickly judged the situation, and said with a smile to Shen Jiayan: "The little classmate is cute and looks good in light green, and the two male classmates look good in our obsidian, and this There are only the last two strings left, we will hold an event, buy one get one free."
Sellers who can receive so much IQ tax in this kind of place are a little short-sighted.
The light green one is fresh and playful, suitable for Shen Jiayan.
The obsidian does not have any extra decorations, but one string is strung with a dark blue moonstone in the middle, and the other string is adorned with light pink, which is a little more soft in the cold feeling, simple and neat, and the color is good.
The most important thing is buy one get one free.
In this way, buying a string by myself and giving the other string to Xia Zhiye can not only fulfill Shen Jiayan's wish and save him from pushing, but also naturally avoid asking Xia Zhiye to give money, which can resolve a lot of embarrassment.
So Song Yan asked directly: "How much is it?"
The shopkeeper replied: "688."
Song Yan opened Alipay, scanned the QR code, took the bracelet from the store, and stuffed the one with the pink moonstone into Xia Zhiye's hand with a cold face.
Xia Zhiye raised his eyebrows slightly as a question.
Song Yan drooped her eyelids, and put the bracelet on her wrist: "If you don't buy one for each person, that idiot can talk about it until tomorrow."
Xia Zhiye thinks that buying bracelets is not a problem, after all, there is not much money, and it is normal to buy a lottery once out to play.
But why there are so many styles in the store, why choose this one without choosing
Considering how picky Young Master Song is, he wouldn't be so perfunctory, let alone be greedy for such a cheap deal of buy one get one free.
Could it be that…
Does Song Yan want to wear the same bracelet as herself
When this idea came up, Xia Zhiye smiled silently, put on his own string, and then loosely grasped Song Yan's wrist, his arms crossed under the moonlight: "Not bad, it's pretty pretty."
The boy's arms were long and slender, his wrist bones were sharp, and the black stone exuded a cold and hard luster, making his complexion even colder and whiter. Even the two moonstones, one blue and one pink, were soft and just right.
I have to say, it's really eye-catching.
It's just that Shen Jiayan looked at the two old men, and then looked back at the label on the original position of the bracelet on the counter that said "Couple Bracelet, a hundred years of love" label, and suddenly didn't know what to say. Speaking—what he wants to recommend is actually the brother model he saw just now.
After a brief hesitation, he finally decided not to speak.
After all, his purpose is to ease the relationship between the two of them. Now that they are so happy and harmonious, what kind of good relationship for a hundred years is not a relationship
What is the difference between couple bracelets and brother bracelets
No.
So everyone is happy.
Shen Jiayan felt very proud when she thought that she had done a little bit to ease the relationship between Song Yan and Xia Zhiye.
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After buying the bracelets, Xia Zhiye and Song Yan had nothing to wish for, so the three of them decided to go to dinner first.
Xia Zhiye took them to an open-air hot pot restaurant.
The hot pot restaurant opened by the river, the tables are placed in the yard, the decoration is antique, and the fake lanterns are lit all around. Looking up, you can see the night sky, and the river wind is not in a hurry, it is a little sentimental.
Shen Jiayan was very satisfied.
The three of them sat down by the river.
Xia Zhiye casually picked out the dishes that Song Yan liked to eat on the menu, and handed them to them: "I'll treat you to whatever you want."
Song Yan took the menu without looking up: "AA."
"What's the matter? We're tired of asking our brothers to settle accounts?" Xia Zhiye tapped the table with his right hand, and the beads on the wrist bone made a soft sound, which seemed to be hinting at something.
Song Yan: "..."
never mind.
Xia Zhiye was not a person who would take advantage of others, so if he accepted the bracelet, he must be a treat to bring back.
And in front of Shen Jiayan, he couldn't just say that he was worried that Xia Zhiye didn't have money, he could only ask him for this meal first, and then find a way to make it up later.
Song Yan thought about it, said nothing, bowed his head to order.
Shen Jiayan on the side leaned his head, saw a plate of 298 deep-sea shrimp and wanted to order it, but Song Yan squeezed the ballpoint pen and directly hit the back of his hand.
Shen Jiayan held the back of his hand and gasped, almost dying of grievance: "Xiao Yan, why are you beating me!"
Song Yan's expression remained unchanged: "I'm allergic to seafood."
Shen Jiayan: "?"
He has known Song Yan for more than ten years, how come he never knew Song Yan was allergic to seafood? And didn't Song Yan just eat three hairy crabs from their family yesterday, and nothing happened? Why are you allergic all of a sudden
With his dazed efforts, Song Yan has quickly selected several vegetarian dishes and relatively cheap meat dishes, and then handed the menu back to the waiter.
The waiter scanned the menu: "Do you need any other drinks?"
Shen Jiayan finally came back to his senses: "Oh, let's have a drink..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Song Yan: "No need, plain water is fine."
Shen Jiayan said again: "?"
Song Yan remained calm and calm: "Shen Jiayan and I don't drink carbonated drinks, nor do we like sweet drinks."
Hearing what he said, Xia Zhiye didn't think too much: "Okay, let's do this first, if it's not enough, add more."
The waiter turned and left.
Shen Jiayan, who has loved the happy water of Fei Zhai all his life: "?"
What happened
When Song Yan went to a restaurant to eat, he didn't order from top to bottom according to the most expensive item on the menu? Don't you order alcoholic beverages and only drink the boiled water in the kettle? Is this still Song Yan? Is this world about to collapse
He looked at Song Yan seriously: "Yan'er, is your family going bankrupt?"
Song Yan looked at him calmly: "Are you going to use your brain for brainwashing?"
"..."
Okay, Song Yan is still that Song Yan.
So what went wrong
Shen Jiayan, who was born with a smooth brain, couldn't figure it out after much deliberation.
Looking at his distressed expression, Song Yan knew that he had encountered some century-old problem that was beyond the load of his brain, but he was not interested in preaching and getting rid of doubts, so he just stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Shen Jiayan forgot things quickly, and after hearing what he said, he also stood up: "Then I'll go get the small ingredients."
The place where the small ingredients are placed is close to the kitchen, on the far left side of the yard, and the bathroom is on the far right side of the yard. After bypassing a small man-made rockery and pavilions, the two parted ways.
Then Shen Jiayan asked the way twice before finally finding the place.
"The design of your garden is too complicated, it's like a labyrinth, but it's really pretty." Shen Jiayan chatted with the waiter next to him while choosing small ingredients.
The waiter replied with a smile: "It's really not interesting to look at it during the day. The main reason is that when it gets dark at night and the lights are turned on, it looks very beautiful when it is reflected in the water."
"That's true." Shen Jiayan nodded, looked at the dazzling array of small food counters for a long time but couldn't figure out where to start, and asked, "Then do you have any small food recommendations here?"
"Oh, yes." The waiter handed him a small plate, "This sauerkraut sansho sauce is homemade in our store..."
"what!!!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a "pop", and the entire riverside was plunged into darkness, and the whole world was filled with panicked screams and exclamations.
Shen Jiayan was timid, so he grabbed the waiter's arm and his voice was like a dolphin.
The waiter, who was not frightened by the power outage, was greatly frightened by his grabbing: "Oh—it hurts, little student, please be gentle."
Not only did Shen Jiayan not lighten up, but he even held on tighter, asking with a trembling voice, "Haunted? Haunted?"
"It's okay, it should be a power outage. Recently, the circuit here is aging and repaired, and the load is heavy. Basically, it will come once a week. It will be fine in a few minutes." The waiter is used to seeing strong winds and waves, and he is calm.
Only then did Shen Jiayan breathe a sigh of relief: "That's good, I'm scared to death."
The waiter reassured: "You are lucky, if you encounter a power outage in the toilet, you will be unlucky."
Shen Jiayan made up his mind: "That's true, ghost stories usually happen in toilets..."
etc.
bathroom? !
Fuck! Song Yan seems to be still in the toilet!
Thinking of this, Shen Jiayan was no longer afraid, and his voice stopped shaking. He grabbed the waiter and asked, "Where is the toilet?"
The waiter pointed in the direction: "Keep to the right and go straight around the rockery. But it's actually a bit far away, why don't you wait for the electricity to come..."
"can not wait anymore!"
Shen Jiayan hurriedly threw down a sentence, then turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and rushed towards the bathroom with the sauerkraut dish in his hand.
Song Yan had psychological shadows when she was a child, and she couldn't stay alone in a dark confined space, and would go into paralysis and shock when it was serious.
The more Shen Jiayan thought about it, the more anxious he became, fearing that something might happen to Song Yan.
However, when he finally made a big circle around, found the bathroom, and kicked the door open, he stood at the door in a daze.
The imaginary scene where Song Yan curled up alone in a corner shivering and desperately needed a warm and firm hug from him did not appear.
Because Song Yan was already hugged by another person.
Song Yan, who has always resisted close contact and especially rejects others when claustrophobia strikes, is lying in Xia Zhiye's arms at this moment.
With his forehead resting on Xia Zhiye's shoulder, both hands tightly grasped the clothes around Xia Zhiye's waist, arched his body, and his abrupt and thin shoulder blades rose and fell violently due to his heavy breathing.
Xia Zhiye held his waist with one hand, and patted his back gently with the other.
The bracelets of the same style on both hands reflected flowing luster under the light of Shen Jiayan's mobile phone, shining brightly, but neither of them looked back at him.
It seemed that there was an invisible barrier that only belonged to the two of them, covering them, and others couldn't see it, touch it, let alone enter it.
The scene was a little too harmonious.
So much so that Shen Jiayan stood at the door, holding a mobile phone in one hand to light them up, and holding a plate of small ingredients in the other hand with nowhere to put it, and suddenly felt like a pickled fish.
The author has something to say: Xiao Shen: I, Shen Jiayan, are sour, vegetable and redundant.
Xiao Xia: I, Xia Zhiye, my wife bought me a couple bracelet, he must love me very much
Xiao Song: I, Song Yan, am tired of playing with a fool and a poor child