Song Yan was a little inexplicably irritable at first, but when he heard Xia Zhiye next to him suddenly chuckle inexplicably, he couldn't help throwing out angrily: "What are you laughing at?"
"It's nothing, I just think what you said is right. If you like it, you have to say it directly, don't worry about what you have or not." Xia Zhiye's voice contained a lazy smile, and he sounded really in a good mood, "So we hate brother If you fell in love with someone, would you tell me directly?"
"Don't worry, there is no such if."
Song Yan answered quickly and indifferently.
"What if?"
"It's impossible in case."
"Don't you really have no one to chase?"
Xia Zhiye persevered.
Song Yan was very calm: "No, but if you continue to ask, there may be someone I want to mourn."
"..."
It really is different.
He obviously likes him, but he still doesn't admit it. If he hadn't accidentally discovered his two little vests, with Song Yan's arrogant way, maybe the two of them would end up with nothing but fate.
But fortunately, I discovered it, which means that it was a predestined fate.
Since Song is tired of being arrogant, he can take the initiative to order it himself.
Anyway, for men, the reason for having a long face is to chase after boyfriends, not to want them.
Otherwise, if Song Yan is so popular, he would have to fight that person when he turned around and got caught up first, which would affect world peace.
Thinking of this, Xia Zhiye patted Song Yan on the shoulder: "Go back to the classroom by yourself first."
Song Yan glanced sideways: "What about you?"
"I'll go bravely and chase love first."
Xia Zhiye lowered his head to meet Song Yan's gaze and smiled affectionately and ambiguously.
Song Yan: "..."
Three seconds later, he kicked Xia Zhiye away and left without looking back.
An unscrupulous beast.
Get out early.
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When Song Yan returned to the classroom alone, he found that his and Xia Zhiye's desks were already piled up with various drinks, mineral water and snacks.
Frowning, he pushed everything aside, and said to the chubby guy at the front desk: "Next time someone will deliver it, just push it for me."
"I can't push it, they are too enthusiastic." Xiaopang sipped the bribed milk tea and explained one by one, "Here, this one was given by Hanhan from class three, this one was given by Yueyue from class five, and this one is from class five. It was given by Jia Jia from Class 7, and this one is... "
"It seems that I remember it clearly." Song Yan interrupted him.
Xiaopang is very proud: "That must be, I still have professional ethics in collecting people's money and being loyal to others."
"So are there any people who have a good relationship with Xia Zhiye among the people who gave these things?" After a slight pause, Song Yan added, "The ones whose families are particularly rich."
"Is there?" Xiaopang scratched his head and racked his brains, "No, isn't it just us, the basketball team, and Shanghuai Zhou Ziqiu who have a good relationship with Master Xia? Not to mention, apart from Class 16 and you, where are the rich second generations in our school?"
Right.
So isn't it from the third middle school
Just as Song Yan was thinking about it, Xiaopang suddenly remembered something and let out a "wow": "But if you want to say this, I suddenly remembered it. It is said that Xia Ye had an unclear relationship when he was in the field. The girl in the school seems to be the beauty of the real school, the standard is white and rich, and there are rumors that Xia Ye transferred from the real school to the third middle school because of emotional injuries."
It's real again.
It seems that Xia Zhiye had a lot of stories in reality before.
It's no wonder that when he sells materials in the group, he puts on the name of the real foreigner. This time, he also pays so much attention to the basketball game with the real foreigner. It turns out that he is trying to show off in front of his sweetheart.
But Xia Zhiye said that the person he likes was present today. Could it be that the girl sneaked from outside to No. 3 Middle School to watch him play basketball
It's not impossible, after all, it's only two streets away from No. 3 Middle School, and No. 3 Middle School's management is very loose, so it's very convenient to come here.
In other words, Xia Zhiye asked himself to go back to the classroom first, and he went to bravely pursue a love first, which should be to send the girl back to school.
Thinking about it this way, everything makes sense.
Song Yan tapped his fingertips on the table, his thoughts drifted farther and farther, until Xiaopang said, "But Brother Yan, why are you asking this all of a sudden", and then he suddenly came back to his senses: "Oh, it's nothing, I just asked casually."
That's right, why did he ask this.
Who Xia Zhiye likes, who he wants to chase, has nothing to do with him.
They are just tablemates and roommates, and at a deeper level, they are just good friends who have been together day and night for two months.
Can he stop Xia Zhiye from finding a girlfriend
His girlfriend may marry and start a family with him for the rest of his life in the future.
At most, I just wait until I graduate and go my separate ways.
So there is nothing wrong with emphasizing sex and despising friends.
Song Yan felt that after he figured this out, he should not be so angry, but he was still annoyed when he saw that the seat on the right was empty and no one was blocking the draft.
It's so annoying that even the last big question on the math paper doesn't look so cute anymore.
And when I walked down the teaching building alone after evening self-study, and walked across the tree-lined road that I didn't know how many times I walked, the irritability became more obvious.
After coming to Nanwu, he had never gone to study alone at night, let alone walked back to the dormitory from school in the dark.
In the past, Xia Zhiye had been talking and laughing with him endlessly, so he didn't realize that this boulevard was so long and so dark.
The street lights are more bad than good, the road surface is bumpy, and the people passing by are in twos and threes, in pairs, making it seem that Song Yan is very deserted by himself.
Song Yan was obviously a person who had been used to being deserted for more than ten years, but for some reason, at this moment, he suddenly didn't want to walk back alone.
No reason, just don't want to go alone.
This negative emotion of not wanting to go back alone has far overcome his fear of poverty. He lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, ready to call a car.
However, as soon as the phone was turned on, a WeChat message popped up on the screen.
[Wild]: Watch the road while walking, don't play with your phone.
Song Yan: "?"
[Wild]: Look up, look to your right front, when you see that handsome guy, please run towards him non-stop.
Song Yan raised his head and looked to the front right.
Then I saw the bustling people coming and going outside the school gate, Xia Zhiye was leaning on a bright fluorescent powder bicycle with two long legs, looking at him with a smile.
The slightly curved peach blossom eyes catch the light in the night, and the hazel eyes of the light brown eyes show a gentle smile that is almost indulgent because of the halo of the street lamp, as if standing there waiting for him for a long, long time.
At that moment, Song Yan suddenly couldn't tell what kind of feeling he was feeling.
When he was a child, he would stand at the gate of the school every time the kindergarten was over, waiting for his mother or aunt to pick him up, but his mother always forgot, and his aunt was always busy, so he would be the only one left standing there, watching After the crowd cleared, I waited a long, long time.
He also got used to waiting alone, or going home secretly alone.
After getting used to it for a long time, I feel nothing.
And the feeling at this moment is like when he was ready for no one to pick him up on a rainy evening, but found that the person he wanted to see arrived before him this time.
He no longer has to wait alone, and he can go home as lively as other children.
Thinking of this, Song Yan suddenly felt his eyes a little hot,
Then he lowered his head and cursed a curse word in his heart.
Why did he live more and more, and become more and more hypocritical? He was really infected by Xia Zhiye's brain circuit.
not like this.
Song Yan let out a deep breath, quickly adjusted his state, suppressed the inexplicable emotions in his chest, raised his head, his expression had returned to indifference, walked over pretending not to care, and asked, "Why are you here?"
Xia Zhiye looked at him and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid of the dark, how could I let you go back alone."
After speaking, he lifted his long legs, stepped on the bicycle, and said lazily: "Let's go, Song Yan, my brother will take you home."
"..."
Hold.
Song Yan suspects that Xia Zhiye did it on purpose.
But the hypocrisy just now was just an accident. He was still a tough guy in his heart, and he would not be shaken in the slightest by it. With a cold face, he sat in the back seat and said, "Don't take advantage of everyone."
"Your birthday is in February, and mine is in December, a year earlier than you, so I was your elder brother." Xia Zhiye answered rationally and vigorously.
Song Yan asked alertly: "How do you know my birthday?"
Xia Zhiye chuckled lightly: "Didn't I see your ID card?"
"..."
Come to think of it, not only have I seen it, but I insulted that the picture on his ID card is cute.
But at that time, it was not easy to be able to record my birthday to the present with a glance at my ID card.
And is Natsuzhino's birthday in December
That doesn't seem to be far off.
Song Yan asked casually, "What is your birthday in December?"
"24th, Christmas Eve."
Song Yan understood, no wonder he wanted to confess his love on Christmas Eve.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Xia Zhiye asked again with a smile: "Why, are you asking this suddenly to prepare a birthday present for me?"
"Stop daydreaming."
Song Yan ruthlessly shattered his fantasy.
Xia Zhiye snorted: "It's really ruthless. Fortunately, I even prepared a National Day gift for you."
"..."
God fucking National Day gift.
It's almost the end of October, and it's been eight hundred years since the National Day.
And which one wants to give gifts to roommates during the National Day
Wait, gift
Song Yan was suddenly alert: "What gift?"
Just arrived at the downstairs of the dormitory, Xia Zhiye parked the car, turned around, and said with a smile: "Big gift."
At that moment, Song Yan had a very bad premonition.
When Xia Zhiye took out this BlingBling phosphor bike last time, he also used this expression to express his great surprise.
He took a wary step back.
Xia Zhiye looked at his action and couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, this time it's really a serious gift, you must like it, trust me."
As he spoke, he bent his beautiful and affectionate peach blossom eyes again.
The wisdom-reducing buff is stacked to full stack in an instant.
So three minutes later.
On the balcony of Building 616, Student Dormitory No. 1 of Nanwu No. 3 Middle School.
Song Yan looked at the matte pink single-person washing machine of the Hello Kitty co-branded model and the one-meter-high Hello Kitty doll that was attached to the washing machine, and exhaled deeply, then clenched her hard fists.
He and Xia Zhiye couldn't prove who was the purebred idiot without a fight today.