When Xia Zhiye returned to the dormitory, he found that there was no one in the dormitory, only a lump of evenly undulating quilt on the bed.
And when the door was opened and there was a "squeak", the quilt instantly stopped heaving with the stiffness visible to the naked eye.
Probably able to catch the brain circuit of someone trying to deceive the evil spirit by pretending to be dead, Xia Zhiye lowered his head and chuckled, then bent down and stretched out his index finger to lift a corner of the quilt, and called out tentatively: "Brother hate?"
His brother was lying upright under the quilt, with his eyes closed, without saying a word.
"Asleep?" Xia Zhiye asked knowingly, wanting to tease Song Yan, watching Song Yan continue to pretend to be dead, and said slowly as if asking himself, "Are you really asleep? Then what shameful things should I do... "
"Xia Zhiye, what are you doing?"
Song Yan opened his eyes and asked coldly.
Xia Zhiye looked at his blushing little face from boredom, and said with a smile, "What can I do, the most I can do is sneak a kiss."
"..."
Gritting her teeth, Song Yan picked up the pillow at hand and smashed it over.
As a result, just after smashing it, he clutched his waist and took a light breath.
Xia Zhiye grabbed the pillow, sat down on the edge of the bed, and pressed his waist: "Lie down, don't move around."
Song Yan struggled a bit, and just about to ask Xia Zhiye what kind of moth he wanted to mess with, when he felt a cool thing sticking to his lower back.
"A unique secret recipe of an old Chinese doctor. I went to line up to buy it for you early in the morning."
As a result, after I bought it back, my future boyfriend disappeared.
Xia Zhiye used his strength slightly as if he had taught him a lesson.
The pressure made Song Yan's waist itch, and his toes curled up uncontrollably.
This small move did not escape Xia Zhiye's eyes at all.
It seems that Young Master Song's slender waist is not only soft, but also very sensitive. Xia Zhiye blatantly admired these two beautiful little waists under the pretext of applying medicine, while lowering his head and smiling.
Song Yan lay on the pillow, unaware of this, and felt a little guilty for not being happy because he didn't find Xia Zhiye in the morning, so he threw out a dull sentence: "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Xia Zhiye was very talkative, after applying the ointment, he straightened the hem of his clothes for Song Yan, "Get up and eat the takeaway."
Only then did Song Yan remember the takeaway he had forgotten because of fear, got up from the bed, sat down at the table, and unpacked the bowls and chopsticks.
However, Xia Zhiye noticed something wrong in the trash can in the dormitory at a glance: "You didn't eat at noon?"
Song Yan's hand for breaking the chopsticks froze in the air, but quickly regained his composure: "I went out to eat, I didn't order takeaway."
Xia Zhiye didn't believe his nonsense, sat next to him, turned sideways, curled his knuckles, and tapped the table twice.
Song Yu didn't dare to look at him guiltily: "Get out of the way, don't block me from eating."
"If I get out of the way, you will eat well? Then why don't you eat at noon?" Xia Zhiye usually has the final say on everything, but he never backs down on this kind of issue. He asked straightforwardly, "Do you dislike yourself? Not thin enough? The last time I went to the hospital, the doctor told you to eat well and try to reach the weight target, forgot?"
Song Yan was already guilty, and when he chased and questioned him, he felt annoyed: "I just forgot to eat at noon, and it's not a big deal. What are you going to do?"
"I want you to eat with me every day."
"?"
Xia Zhiye supported his head, looked at him, and tapped the table with his fingertips: "I respect you for the 21-day cold treatment, but you have to eat three meals a day with me, otherwise you don't eat well, I can't tell grandma Report, grandma will teach me again."
Song Yan looked at Xia Zhiye's slightly curved eyebrows and smiling eyes: "..."
It's not impossible.
Don't turn your head: "It's up to you, report it if you want. Auntie will make rounds at night, and you can sleep in the dormitory, but you must continue to abide by other regulations."
"OK, no problem."
On the first day of the 21-day cold treatment plan, two unequal treaties were abolished first, and Xia Zhiye was very satisfied.
Standing up with a smile, he picked up Song Yan's dirty clothes and walked to the pink Hello Kitty washing machine on the balcony.
As a self-conscious good man, he can start to settle the household debts ahead of schedule.
And Song Yan was eating, watching Xia Zhiye's back skillfully cleaning the dormitory, feeling guilty at the same time, and at the same time feeling that something was not right.
But after thinking about it, I really couldn't figure out what was wrong. I only knew that there was such a big and tall Xia Zhiye in the dormitory, and the surrounding yang energy was a lot heavier.
After eating, I brushed up two more sets of English listening comprehension, and then went to bed after washing up.
Xia Zhiye actually followed the 21-day cold treatment rule very much, sitting next to him and doing the quiz together, without saying a word to him the whole time.
Song Yan felt that this was very good, so she lay on the bed comfortably, turned off the light, felt Xia Zhiye's soft and even breathing on the upper bunk, slowly closed her eyes, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Probably because he didn't sleep well last night and was extremely tired today, Song Yan almost had no dreams all night, and didn't wake up until midnight because of extremely dry mouth.
Sitting up in a daze, just about to get out of bed to get a glass of water, suddenly there was a "snap" sound of something hitting the window.
Song Yan was startled, and when he realized it, Xia Zhiye's light voice echoed in his head—"That student lives on the sixth floor, which is the top floor of the No. 3 Middle School dormitory. The roof is closed, and there is no one on it."
Song Yan: "..."
Grass.
Thinking of the long empty corridor and the water dispenser at the other end of the corridor, Song Yan gritted his teeth, Xia Zhiye is an idiot, he has nothing to tell ghost stories.
So, adhering to the principle that as long as I have a hard time, those who make it hard for me should not think about it, Song Yan turned on the light in the dormitory with a "snap", then stood by the bed, looking at the peaceful picture of Xia Zhiye on the upper bunk. The sleeping handsome face called out three words coldly: "Xia Zhiye."
Hearing the voice, Xia Zhiye opened his eyes in a daze, saw Song Yan, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Good boy, what's the matter."
"I want to drink water."
Song Yanyan is concise and to the point.
Hearing this sentence, Xia Zhiye, who was so sleepy that his head was completely blurred, didn't think much, and climbed off the bed with half-closed eyes, and then grabbed Song Yan's water glass from the table like a sleepwalker. Floating to the other end of the corridor, and soon floated back with a full water glass, and handed it to Song Yan who was sitting by the bed.
The whole process is very smooth and smooth, like the instinct of mechanical repetition.
And the water in the cup should be half hot and half cold, and the temperature is just right for Song Yan to fill it all in one go.
How can anyone be so confused that they can still notice this kind of detail, as if this thing has been done many times, so they can do it well in the half-dream and half-awake subconscious.
Song Yan suddenly realized that every morning when he woke up, there was a glass of water at the right temperature on the table, and he stayed in bed every morning, so he didn't have time to queue up to get the water during the peak water season.
But because of the rush every morning, he didn't have time to think about where the glass of water came from.
Looking up at Xia Zhiye, just about to say something, Xia Zhiye seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, with his eyes closed, he planted his head on his shoulder, and wrapped his hands around his waist.
Song Yan: "? Xia Zhiye?"
He yelled, but didn't wake up.
Just as Song Yan was about to increase the volume, Xia Zhiye hugged him and buried his head in his neck, rubbing against him: "Sleepy."
At that moment, Song Yan suddenly remembered the first night he came to Nanwu, Xia Zhiye also ran to his bed in such a daze, and hugged him all night.
That night was also the first night in a long, long time that I slept well without taking medicine.
So some people may be born to save you, even if it's just the first time, you can still feel the inexplicable kindness of the magnetic field.
At that moment Song Yan suddenly didn't want to wake Xia Zhiye up.
He hugged Xia Zhiye back, pulled the quilt to cover Xia Zhiye tightly, then turned off the light, and said "good night" softly in Xia Zhiye's ear.
·
When the alarm clock rang the next day, Xia Zhiye froze for a moment, then opened his eyes in disbelief.
When he saw the very pretty face in front of him but full of getting up angry, he realized that the waist he was holding in his hands was indeed real, and it was not a dream that he was sorry for Song Yan.
So why is he on Song Yan's bed
Song Yan still hugged his waist so tightly, and still buried his head in his neck, rubbing back and forth
Could it be that Song Yan suddenly became enlightened overnight last night
Or did Song Yan suddenly realize that his young and beautiful body was not for nothing
Xia Zhiye was imagining the arrival of his beautiful life, when the alarm clock rang for the second time, seeing someone frowning as if he was about to smash his phone, Xia Zhiye quickly reached out to press the alarm.
But he was lying on the outside of Song Yan, and the phone was on the inside of Song Yan. When Xia Zhiye stretched his arm to reach it, he slipped and accidentally crushed Song Yan.
Pressing straight up, hugging the other person in his arms, a face-to-face intimate greeting was inevitable at the key point.
So the alarm clock went off.
He stopped too.
Song Yan, who was frowning and just about to get angry, also stopped.
very hard.
Both.
Straightforward.
Time stopped flowing at 613, and even a speck of dust began to be dropped cautiously.
"..."
After a full ten seconds, Song Yan couldn't hold back any longer, so he raised his leg and tried to kick away an adolescent man who was harder than steel.
Xia Zhiye pressed it quickly: "No, we are still young, it is not appropriate for you to be a widow for decades."
"Fuck you widow! Xia Zhiye, show some face!" Song was so disgusted that he yelled violently.
Xia Zhiye smiled, "Don't be so shy, it's not the first time."
Song Yan gritted her teeth, but she couldn't refute, but her neck was red all the way to her ears.
Xia Zhiye became more and more cute as he looked, and couldn't help being a little teasing: "Speaking of it... why did my brother take a bath at my house after taking a nap the day before yesterday? And the water temperature is so low in the cold weather? Could it be that you are tempering your mind, cultivating your will?"
"Xia Zhiye! Are you tired of living..."
"I dreamed about you too."
"?"
Before Song Yan finished cursing, she was interrupted by Xia Zhiye in a low voice: "The first time I realized that I might like you was when I ran into you changing clothes in the fitting room that day, and dreamed of you when I came back. So Song Yan , This is the difference between friends and people I like, I only have feelings for you, and you also have feelings for me, which means you like me too."
When Xia Zhiye said this, there was no hint of obscenity or profanity in his expression, only serious explanation and discussion, as if he was patiently guiding Song Yan to clarify his mind.
Song Yan was a little confused by what he said for a moment, facing Xia Zhiye's serious and focused gaze, he didn't know what to say for a while.
Then Xia Zhiye gave a low laugh: "And with my face and figure, it's normal for you to have some thoughts, it's not shameful."
"..."
At that moment, Song Yan took a deep breath, why on earth did he always expect Xia Zhiye to be a decent person.
Then, with all his life's strength, he kicked Xia Zhiye down: "Get lost!"
Xia Zhiye was kicked out of bed by him with a smile, and then walked slowly to the bathroom. After opening the door, he seemed to think of something, and looked at Song Yan again: "Oh, by the way, before I dreamed of you that day, I read the message Kong Xiaoxiao sent me. If you are interested, you can take a look at the biological data that studies the possibility of future human reproduction, it will be very helpful for our future loving life."
"...Xia Zhiye! For three days, don't say a word to me!"
Song Yan picked up the pillow at hand and threw it at Xia Zhiye, and then hit the bathroom door which was closed in time, followed by the sound of splashing water.
Song Yan didn't want to see Xia Zhiye at all right now, so he simply took advantage of his time to take a bath, hurriedly washed up, and quickly left the door with his schoolbag.
When they entered the classroom, Xiaopang and Zhao Ruiwen were both stunned: "Where's Brother Ye?"
"Dead." Song Yan threw out two words coldly, then looked at Zhao Ruiwen, "Do you mind changing places with me?"
"? I don't mind if I mind, but..."
But what's going on if you switch seats with me, the young couple
Zhao Ruiwen didn't know whether he should respond to this request or not.
Song Yan said coldly: I invite you to eat small stir-fries for three days. "
"Okay, thank you, Brother Yan, Brother Yan, please, Brother Yan, do you need me to help you move things?" Zhao Ruiwen got up instantly holding his things.
So when Xia Zhiye stepped on to the classroom, he found that his deskmate who was originally white, clean, beautiful, bright and indifferent had turned into a black, thin and thin boy with glasses.
Xia Zhiye put the schoolbag on the table, looked at Zhao Ruiwen, and slightly pointed his chin in the direction of the back of Song Yan's head.
Zhao Ruiwen hurriedly raised his hand to prove his innocence: "Brother Yan wanted to change it, it's none of my business."
After finishing speaking, Song Yan pulled the chair forward, and it was three centimeters away from Xia Zhiye's table behind, and the intention to draw a clear line was obvious.
It seems to be really ashamed.
Xia Zhiye lowered his head and smiled, took out his phone and changed his profile picture from "21" to "20".
Then he found the link that Kong Xiaoxiao had sent him and sent it to Song Yan.
Song Yan had been memorizing the words carefully, but from the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the screen of the mobile phone in the belly of the table. He took out the mobile phone and looked at it, and his fist hardened in an instant.
Someone in the right back poked him on the back without knowing what to do.
Song Yan knocked it off without looking back.
Soon the chubby next to him poked his arm again, and Song Yan said angrily, "What's the matter?"
Fatty: "Brother Ye called you."
Song Yan didn't even look up: "Tell him I'm doing my homework and I'm not free."
"Oh." Xiaopang turned his head and looked at Xia Zhiye, "Brother Yan said he was not free."
"Yeah." Xia Zhiye put the peeled tea eggs into a plastic bag and handed them to Xiaopang together with a bag of soy milk, "Tell him to eat breakfast first if he doesn't have time."
Xiaopang took the breakfast, turned around, and handed the things to Song Yan: "Brother Ye told you to eat breakfast first even if you are not free."
"Tell him I'm not hungry."
"Brother Ye, Brother Yan said he is not hungry."
"Tell him to eat even if he is not hungry."
"Brother Yan, Brother Ye said that you should eat even if you are not hungry."
"Eat later when you're hungry."
"Brother Ye, Brother Yan, he said..."
"It will be cold later."
"Brother Yan, Brother Ye..."
"It's cold when it's cold."
"Brother Ye, hate..."
"It's cold and you can't digest it after eating it."
"Disgusting..."
Damn it!
Fatty quit!
You little lovers like to do whatever they want, but can you let innocent single people like them go? !
Xiaopang stood up directly, stretched out his hand to the seat he had vacated: "Brother Ye, come here, please, I will make way."
Xia Zhiye propped his head and said with a lazy smile: "Don't, it's not good. You sit on your seat, your brother is fighting with me, and he will beat me again if I sit over."
"..."
Do you call this a fucking Cold War
You are fucking flirting!
Fatty dared not speak out, so he could only sit back in his seat in grief and indignation.
Fortunately, the appearance of Ruan Tian stopped this tragic dog abuse tragedy in time.
"Students, be quiet. Although our basketball game has been temporarily canceled due to some force majeure, our sports meeting will still be held as scheduled. There will be no flag-raising ceremony this morning. We will go to the playground until 8:30 for self-study and prepare to enter After a ceremony, the sports committee will confirm the entry list again."
"it is good."
Liu Yue stood up, walked to the podium, took out a form, and read column by column.
"Boys 3,000 meters, me, Xia Zhiye, Wang Kebo. Boys high jump, Xia Zhiye, Shi Wenyu, Zhang Mianmian, boys 1,000 meters, Su Yalin, Zhao Ruiwen, Song Yan..."
"Song Yan can't do it."
Before he finished reading, Xia Zhiye leaned back in his chair, looked at the podium, and opened his mouth casually.
Liu Yue looked up: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
Xia Zhiye: "He was injured."
Liu Yue: "?"
Although they fought in a group fight two days ago, they were basically the ones who were responsible for the output and the fight against beatings, and Song Yan didn't participate much. Why are they fine and Song Yan was injured
Except for the two parties involved, only Xiaopang and Kong Xiaoxiao knew it well.
Xiaopang hurriedly took cover: "Ah, yes, brother Yan was injured the day of the group fight, and I saw it with my own eyes."
Kong Xiaoxiao quickly echoed: "That's right, that's right, I was beaten by that real person."
As soon as the words fell, a group of people slapped the table angrily.
"It's too much! How dare you hit our brother Yan!"
"Is our brother Yan they can fight?! This tone can't be tolerated!"
"Yes! I can't bear it! We must call back on the weekend!"
"I'm going to make a date right now!"
"What are you doing!" Ruan Tian stood on the podium, annoyed and funny, "The people outside were hurt much more than you Brother Yan, and the one who took the lead was almost disfigured. If it wasn't for the fault, it would be the other side. Pursuant, do you think this is the end of the matter? Don’t cause trouble for me, with this kind of loyalty, why don’t you discuss who will stand up to Song Yan’s 1,000 meters.”
Although Song Yan looks thin, but after all, he grew up learning Taekwondo since he was a child. His physical fitness and muscle explosiveness are very good, and he is usually among the best in physical education.
He reported the 1,000 meters because he was rushing to get back the 10 points of the championship for the first class. Now who dares to say that he can fill this gap
Moreover, just running a thousand meters is not an easy job. Everyone already has sports in their bodies, but no one responded for a while.
Song Yan didn't want others to pay for his mistakes, and just as he was about to say that he could do it, the lazy voice behind him came out first: "I'll blame Song Yan."
"Are you okay?" Liu Yue frowned, "1,000 meters is just behind 3,000 meters, and the rest time in between is only half an hour. There will be high jump and relay races in the morning. Can you do it physically?"
"Row."
Xia Zhiye replied loosely and firmly.
Just as Song Yan wanted to refute, Xia Zhiye casually said, "Anyway, I can guarantee at least eight points if I run. If other people also have this guarantee, I don't mind giving up."
"..."
A steady score of eight points means a steady entry into the top three.
There are 16 classes in the whole grade, and each class has 3 students. Among the 48 students, they are guaranteed to be in the top three. Others really don't have the courage.
Including Song Yan.
He can run the 1,000-meter run for a while, but his waist is still hurting. It is inevitable that he will not have any good results if he competes in this state, and poor results in the end will also affect his performance. The total score of the class.
Song Yan didn't have a strong sense of collective honor, but he didn't want to hold back, so he lowered his head and called out, "Fang Chang."
Fatty: "Ah? What's the matter? Brother hate?"
He hates brother: "Tell Xia Zhiye, if you really can't do it, don't try to be brave, I can take the lead."
Fatty: "..."
He chooses to keep his mouth shut.
Sure enough, before he could turn around, a low laugh came from behind him: "Don't worry, a man can't say no, and brother Ye loves you so much that he doesn't want you to go forward with injuries."
Song Yan: "..."
Zhao Ruiwen: "..."
Fatty: "..."
At that moment, Xiaopang, who was sandwiched between the two, suddenly felt that he was about a thousand watts in size, and it was the kind that was powered on both sides and would never go out.
Even on the way to the playground and during the entrance ceremony, Xia Zhiye and Song Yan didn't let him go.
On either side of the left and right hands is a tall, thin and handsome man, sandwiching him in the middle, making his not-so-slender figure even more rounded, and also making his not-so-handsome face even more rough .
Coupled with the inexplicable and weird aura of the two before, Xiaopang felt that he was simply undergoing the ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty.
After receiving the eight hundred and eighty-eighth strange look, Xiao Pang couldn't take it anymore, took a deep breath, and directly pulled Xia Zhiye's left hand and Song Yan's right hand, and put them in front of him to overlap.
Begging: "Brother, big brother, I beg you, can you make up quickly? Can you young couple let me off, an innocent little fat man who is flirting? What did we fat man do wrong? I am guilty I don't. Please let me go."
Xia Zhiye held Song Yan's hand in a good manner: "It's not impossible."
Song Yan flung it away with a cold face: "Who the fuck is a young couple with him."
Then he turned around and walked up to the stands, sat down in the corner of the last row, lay back, put his baseball cap on his face, and acted like he would not call him even if he was here.
Xia Zhiye smiled, and patted Xiaopang's shoulder reassuringly: "Don't worry, brother won't just watch you suffer like this, at most, you can bear it for a long time."
Xiaopang was so moved that he was about to cry: "Brother Ye, please do your best."
Xia Zhiye nodded, and slowly walked towards the first competition event, high jump.
And Song Yan has never been interested in this kind of group activities. He originally wanted to take some time to catch up on sleep, but after a while, he suddenly heard a burst of crazy screams, mixed with an extremely excited "Xia Zhiye is so handsome", and divided obvious.
It was called by a girl.
And it was very sincere.
Song Yan frowned slightly, lifted his hat, looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and then saw a group of girls surrounded by a set of high jump poles and cushions, shouting excitedly.
In the middle of the crowd, Xia Zhiye was walking down from the cushion in a loose manner, and it seemed that he had just jumped over the crossbar perfectly.
Isn't it just jumping high
What a fuss.
Even though he was thinking this way, Song Yan still didn't put his hat back on, but just stared vigilantly at the previous interaction between Xia Zhiye and the group of girls who were eager to give him drinks and towels.
Xia Zhiye smiled at them.
Does he want to die
Xia Zhiye didn't take their drinks.
Well, he can live again.
Song Yan sat at the top of the stands and watched Xia Zhiye jump over the bar again and again, and then sentenced to death and pardoned again and again.
Until the end, only Xia Zhiye and another boy were left, and the bar had risen to 1.75 meters.
This height is already beyond the level of the national third-level athletes. If you can jump over it, it is really awesome. After all, most of the people here are not as high as the pole.
And the final moment is always extremely exciting, everyone clenched their fists tightly, nervously looking forward to the final result.
The other boy jumped first.
He took a deep breath, started, jumped, raised his legs, and when he was about to step over, his heel accidentally knocked off the crossbar.
Contestant No. 1 OUT.
Everyone sighed regretfully.
Then he immediately focused his eyes on Xia Zhiye.
Xia Zhiye still just turned his wrists and ankles lazily, with an extremely relaxed expression, as if he was not affected by the failure of the other person at all, and he didn't care about the stressful eyes of everyone, he just raised his head and gave Song a tired smile.
Song Yan originally thought that no one would find him watching, but suddenly Xia Zhiye caught him straight, his heart tightened, and then he saw Xia Zhiye stepping up, approaching the run, jumping off the ground, stretching upwards, turning his body, turning his back to The crossbar, and then the way of the back jump, passed perfectly and landed beautifully.
When flying into the air, the hem of the loose T-shirt raised an empty arc, which inevitably revealed the young man's thin waist and neat and tight abdominal muscles. With a pair of extremely long legs, even if it was just a surprise, It also caused wild screams and cheers from all the people present.
But Xia Zhiye didn't seem to be able to hear the cheers and applause around him, he just stood up, facing Song Yan's direction, put his fingers together and put his lips together, and then raised his hand chicly.
The audience suddenly became even crazier.
"Fuck! Master Xia blew a kiss!"
"Who is so so? Who is it for?!"
"I don't know, anyway, towards the stands, who is there?"
"Let me see, wow, isn't that Lin Yiling! Could it be that Master Xia's blowing kiss was for the school belle?"
The venue for the high jump was the one closest to the stands, and the discussions of the melon-eaters inevitably fell into Song Yan's ears.
Song Yan originally wanted to scold Xia Zhiye for being a flirt, but he frowned when he heard this, and looked towards the front of the stands displeased.
There is indeed a tall and beautiful girl leaning on the railing, with big waves, makeup, delicate and gorgeous eyes, smiling and looking at the direction of the high jump.
Song Yan had a little impression of this name. In the information given by Shen Jiayan, this girl seemed to be mentioned, and Shang Huai also said that this girl and Xia Zhiye seemed to have a good relationship before.
And the friend next to the girl listened to everyone's booing, and also joked: "Why, the school girl, the junior is so enthusiastic, why don't you show it?"
The girl didn't get angry because of this kind of joke, she just smiled and said, "Keep your eyes wide open, that arc is directed towards the first row of us, but the junior is really doing well, you can order a few cups of milk tea as a reward."
his roommate.
He blows kisses.
Why do you want others to reward you
And Xia Zhiye is so flirtatious, won't he tie his clothes in his trousers with an elastic cord? Do you have to show your waist for others to see? We all know that only those who like him are interested in his body. Don't you know how to dress well
Song Yan suddenly felt like a child being angry, picked up the phone, and ordered a cup of Xia Zhiye's favorite flavor of succulent grapes.
But there was a pause when placing the order.
After a little hesitation, I frantically clicked on the plus sign next to the quantity. After I bought all the products in the store and got almost 40 copies, I placed an order with satisfaction.
He just ordered some milk tea to express condolences to his classmates in order to express his apology for not being able to compete as scheduled, and it was definitely not to compare himself with others.
After ordering, Song Yan lay down again, buttoned up the brim of his hat, tightly covered his handsome face, and regained his aura of not getting close to strangers.
He's just a cool guy with no emotions.
Just richer.
There is nothing wrong with that.