Although Xia Zhiye did not develop a more luxurious lifestyle like most rich second generations because of the way his parents were brought up since he was a child, he has always been casual in material aspects, muddling along, making do with what he can, and his grandfather often reported the loss of his credit card, so Except for Shang Huai and Zhou Ziqiu, no one knew that he was actually a rich second generation.
But this is the first time someone has used the word "poor".
Xia Zhiye looked at the words "fixed-point poverty alleviation", and after a long silence, he sent three words out of luck: [Is he poor? ]
[YAN]: The situation at home is quite special, life is not easy
[The sweetest milkberry in the world]: So you were nice to him before because you wanted to help him
[YAN]: Pretty much, anyway, it's not the kind of bullshit you're thinking about. But don't ask about this matter in the future, and don't talk about it, after all, other people's private affairs
[YAN]: Alright, let’s play your game. If no one buys the watch, you can just send it away for 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.
[YAN]: down
The moment Song Yan's head turned gray, Xia Zhiye felt that his world had also turned into black and white.
Song Yan originally didn't like him.
Song Yan treats him well only because he is helping the poor.
Song Yan doesn't like him.
Song Yan doesn't like him
Xia Zhiye sat in the same place, looking at the chat history on the phone screen, fixed his eyes on the poor character, and remained motionless until a long, long time later, he slowly got up, picked up his coat, and opened the door.
Song Yan looked up: "Where are you going?"
"Go and be quiet."
After Xia Zhiye simply answered three words, he closed the door and left. The sound of footsteps gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Song Yan slightly raised his eyebrows.
Why did he feel that Xia Zhiye seemed a little unhappy
In fact, it was just a very ordinary expression and tone, but Song Yan just felt that something was different from usual.
It may be because in his subconscious mind, Xia Zhiye should always smile lazily.
He was not used to being so calm and serious all of a sudden.
So what happened
Song Yan first called Grandma Liu, and when Grandma Liu picked up the phone, she heard Song Yan's voice, and immediately babbled and asked him if he had a good meal, why he didn't come to eat at home on weekends, and whether he was thin up.
After listening to the nagging patiently, Song Yan agreed with Grandma Liu's wishes and hung up the phone.
It's not about the family.
It shouldn't be about the school either.
Could it be that something happened to you when you had sex with that good sister just now
Song Yan clicked on the companion software.
[Little rich woman with a lot of money]: QAQ, is brother there, are you playing games today
[System]: Prompt: Received a refund of 300 yuan from the registered user [pure and beautiful male high school student online pick-up and play]
[Little rich woman with a lot of money and beauty]:
[Little rich lady with a lot of money]: Brother, why are you giving me your money back
This time Xia Zhiye came back very quickly.
[Pure and beautiful male high school student picks up and plays online]: You gave me the money for fifteen games in advance, didn’t you have no time to play, I will refund it to you first
[Little rich lady with a lot of money]: Don't you need money to buy gifts for the person you like
[Pure and beautiful high school male high school students pick up and play online]: I don't need it for now
Not needed for now.
You don't need money anymore, or you don't need to buy gifts for the people you like.
Song Yan tapped the screen twice with her fingertips, wondering if she should ask if she had something to say.
If it was according to his temperament in the past, he would not care at all, just collect the money, throw away the phone, and do what he likes.
He's planning to do the same now, anyway, Xia Zhiye's falling in love has nothing to do with him.
However, I don't know why, but I sent a sentence by accident: [Brother confessed successfully? ]
The other person replied very slowly this time, and it took a long time before he replied: [No, he doesn’t like me, it’s because I’ve been acting affectionate all this time]
The moment Song Yan saw this sentence, he felt a little strange in his mood.
He seemed a little unhappy, and felt that he didn't understand why some people didn't like Xia Zhiye, but somehow he was relieved, and the emotions that had been stuffed up in his heart for several days suddenly faded away.
Song couldn't figure out what this emotion was, so he simply ignored it, and just replied: [Then how are you now? ]
The other party didn't reply.
After five minutes, no reply.
After ten minutes, still no reply.
After waiting for twenty minutes, Song Yan finally couldn't bear it and sent another question mark: [? Is brother still there? ]
Still no reply, no movement.
It may be that the accompanying play software is offline, Song Yan opened WeChat, and clicked on the profile picture with the note titled [Big Stupid].
[YAN]: where
Three minutes passed.
Nothing happened.
"..."
Song Yan, who was used to Xia Zhiye's instant reply to himself, suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
Open Xia Zhiye's circle of friends.
At a glance, I saw that the last friend's sending time was twenty-eight minutes ago.
Content: Song link: 〖Fall in love with someone you shouldn’t love〗[Dian Wax][Dian Wax][Dian Wax]
Pictured: a dying white candle teetering on the edge of a table
And clicked on the song link, the sad and hysterical male voice immediately filled the entire dormitory: "Falling in love with someone who shouldn't be in love! I gave my soul for you! You left me! Let my heart break alone, crying alone..."
Song Yan: "..."
Xiazhiye's music library is full of strange things.
And it's just a failure of unrequited love. As for this, a big man, is it possible that he still wants to die...
etc
What does this candle mean
Hold.
Xia Zhiye is not really a big fool, is he
Song Yan clicked on the picture, zoomed in, and saw the word "Feng Roast" faintly visible on the red signboard at the bottom right of the picture. Without saying a word, he picked up a coat, pushed the door out, and ran downstairs quickly go.
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The BGM in the store has changed from Qi Long's "Falling in Love with Someone You Shouldn't Love" to Qi Qin's "Don't Let My Tears Stay with Me Overnight".
It's really fitting.
Xia Zhiye casually opened a can of Coke.
With a sound of "chi la", the bubbles just gushed out from the gap in the tin can, and before he had time to take a sip, there was an angry "Xia Zhiye!" He was so scared that he died heroically.
As soon as Xia Zhiye turned his head, he saw Song Yan standing under the street lamp not far behind him, exhaling white mist from his mouth in big balls, condensing in the corners of his red eyes and nose, it seemed that he had just run violently.
His hair, which hadn't had time to dry after washing, also curled up on the top of his head very willfully because of his fast running, which formed a huge contrast with the cold and angry expression on his face.
He was still wearing pajamas, with only a thin school uniform jacket over his body, and even slippers on his feet. The cold white skin on his ankles was exposed to the cold wind in the late autumn night, and he was reddened by the cold.
Just a few days after being ill, do you want to go to the hospital again
Xia Zhiye quickly stood up, walked over quickly, took off his thick coat, wrapped it around Song Yan, and then said, "Stand here and don't move", and quickly ran into the convenience store next door.
When he came out, he already had an extra pair of cashmere socks that he just bought. Seeing that, he was about to lower down and help Song Yan put them on, but Song Yan hurriedly snatched them over: "I'll do it myself."
Xia Zhiye stood up, watched him obediently put on his socks, and then asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"
"What are you talking about?" Song Yan raised his head angrily, "Don't you know what's going on?"
His tone was cold and irritable.
Looks a little annoyed.
Xia Zhiye: "?"
Why is Song Yan suddenly angry
"And how about the music played in this store, can we have some fun at night?" Song Yan felt angry when he heard those desperate tones.
The lady at the front desk innocently lying on the gun: "?"
What's wrong with music
All right, out of the principle of the supremacy of customer needs, she silently cut the playlist to "Good Day".
Song Yan: "..."
Xia Zhiye: "..."
Song tired of holding back, decided not to get entangled in these details, and just talked to Xia Zhiye about the business, and pointed to the candle on the corner of the table: "Are you a sacrifice or a soul call?"
"It was left on the table today when the power went out last night in the shop."
"Then what kind of photos do you take and send to Moments?"
"To symbolically pay tribute to my love that just died."
Song Yan: "..."
It's kind of ceremonial.
"Okay, but what's going on here." Song Yan pointed to the soda cans lying in the shadow of the table that couldn't see the real packaging, "Use wine to drown your sorrows?"
"That's a can of Coke that you just scared off."
"..."
"Then why don't you reply to WeChat or answer the phone?"
"The phone ran out of battery, and they didn't have a shared power bank in the store, so they threw it at the front desk."
"..."
Song Yan felt that Xia Zhiye was not an idiot, but he himself was.
He turned his head and was about to leave, but Xia Zhiye grabbed his shoulder and grabbed him back. Holding back a smile, he asked, "What? Brother Yan is worried that I won't let it go because of the sadness of a broken relationship?"
Song Yan knocked off his claw with a slap, and said coldly, "I'm only worried about you if I have something wrong."
After speaking, I was ready to leave again.
But Xia Zhiye said in a low voice behind him: "But I'm really sad, what should I do?"
Her voice was not as loose and unruly as usual, it was low and hoarse, with a hint of helplessness and sadness, and it sounded like she was really sad.
Song Yan paused, and slowly turned sideways.
In the night, Xia Zhiye only wore a very thin sweater, the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, but his brows and eyes were not bent, and there was an indescribable loss and sadness in his light brown eyes.
Song Yan had never seen Xia Zhiye's expression before, and felt very uncomfortable, as if a little sour, and inexplicably annoyed.
He doesn't know how to comfort people, so he can only throw out a sentence coldly: "What's so sad, just say goodbye, and the next one will be better."
"But no one is better than him."
Hearing this, Song Yan suddenly became angry: "Is she some kind of fairy?"
Xia Zhiye nodded: "Well, Tianxian, she looks good, has a good personality, and treats me very, very well."
Even after being dumped by others, Song hates to say such good things about others: "You like her, she knows you like him, but she doesn't like you, and then treats you very, very well, what does that mean? Just fishing for you? "
"..." Hearing Song Yan me scolding myself, Xia Zhiye felt a little magical and a little hard to explain, "He is not that kind of person, don't say that."
"You mean I'm wrong? Are you protecting her?"
This was the first time that Xia Zhiye didn't speak to him, although Song Yan didn't realize why he was upset.
But his tone turned cold in an instant, honestly, "Okay, I'll mind my own business."
Turn around and leave after speaking.
Why is this little guy so hot-tempered
Xia Zhiye reached out and grabbed his wrist bone: "No, I didn't mean that. I mean he doesn't know that I like him yet."
"He doesn't know?" Song Yan paused and frowned, "What do you mean? You didn't confess?"
"Ok."
"Then what the hell are you doing here?"
"Because I knew he didn't like me before I confessed, and I misunderstood his kindness to me before, so I don't know whether I should chase him or not."
Xia Zhiye Songsong grabbed Song Yan's wrist, looked down at him, as if trying to see something from his face.
But Song Yan didn't notice it, and just replied impatiently: "If you want to chase, you can chase, if you don't want to chase, don't chase, there is nothing wrong with it."
"If I want to chase, if it's an ordinary girl, I'll definitely chase him, but he's in a special situation. I'm afraid that if I confess directly, if I continue to chase, I may not even have to be friends in the future, but if I just give up like this, I can't bear it."
When Xia Zhiye said this, all kinds of concerns in his eyes because of liking were affectionate, not like a fake.
Song Yan only raised his eyes for a glance, and the uncomfortable feeling in his heart became more obvious, but he was still worried that Xia Zhiye would really be depressed because of the broken relationship, so he slowed down his tone and asked: "Do you really like her that much?" ?”
"Well, I really like it that much."
"Then find a way to figure out what she's thinking."
"What's the meaning?"
"First find out if she can accept your liking, and if she can accept it, chase after her. If she can't accept it... Anyway, there are many ways to like someone, so just be open. It's better than you guessing here and there."
Song Yan had never said so much love and hypocrisy, and felt ashamed and uncomfortable, looking down at the ground, rubbing back and forth on a fallen leaf with her toes, trying to avoid Xia Zhiye's eyes.
And Xia Zhiye looked at his messy hair and messy attire, a little smile appeared on his lips.
He felt that Song Yan was right.
Rather than guessing here, it is better to find out directly.
Otherwise, it would be hard for him not to think about someone being so arrogant and nice to him all the time.
Thinking back to the last time I came to a barbecue every time, after drinking three cans of beer, someone stretched out his hand and said "Brother Qianqian" and the obedient appearance of answering questions, Xia Zhiye whispered: "You are right. But I What if you are still sad?"
Song Yan stopped rubbing the fallen leaves, and looked up at Xia Zhiye.
Xia Zhiye said with a smile: "Anyway, tomorrow weekend, how about our brother Yan accompany me to drink away my worries?"
Those beautiful light brown eyes were full of sadness and sadness that he tried hard to conceal but couldn't hide, but there was a little smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was deliberately casual.
It seems that I really like it, so I am really sad, but I am afraid that I will worry, so I have to force myself to smile.
Xia Zhiye's coat on his body felt the warmth of ironing, Song Yan hid his chin in the collar, lowered his eyes: "Well, I'm treating you."
He was feeling sorry for Xia Zhiye.
And Xia Zhiye, who was loved by him, evoked a triumphant and helpless smile in a place he could not see.
It's so easy to cheat, what can I do in the future.