One second before Oxford English-Chinese Dictionary was about to kiss Zhao Ruiwen, the phone in Song Yan's pocket vibrated.
Take it out and have a look.
[Bad old man]: The watch you plan to give to Xia Zhiye, I bought it for you, come to the school gate to get it
[Bad old man]: And your terribly ugly scarf.
It is not difficult to feel Song Minghai's reluctance and helplessness from the words.
Although Song Yan is not so obsessed with that watch now, as long as Song Minghai is unhappy, he is happy, so he put down the English-Chinese dictionary in his hand, temporarily suspended his path of juvenile delinquency, stood up: "I will go Go to the school gate."
Xia Zhiye probably guessed who it was, and stood up lazily: "I'll go with you."
Song gave him a blank look: "Are you free?"
"I'm going to support you." Xia Zhiye hooked Song Yan's shoulder with a smile, "Let's go, with your brother Ye here, I guarantee that no one can bully us Yanyan."
The two flirted out of the classroom shoulder to shoulder.
And Zhao Ruiwen behind him didn't know that he had walked on the edge of life and death, and pushed his glasses nearly 800 degrees with great emotion: "Master Xia and Brother Yan are really close. Such a precious brotherhood cannot be done just because of Falling in love is ruined, so it is imperative for couples to go camping, so I will talk to Zhou Ziqiu right away."
After finishing speaking, he went out to the thirteenth class in a hurry.
Xiaopang, who knew the truth but promised to help them cover the cupboard door, remained: "..."
If Zhao Ruiwen is assassinated, he is willing to help bury him in this winter.
Fortunately, with Song Yan's personality, he would definitely not agree to go camping with them, so Zhao Ruiwen should still live until next spring.
Xiaopang sighed, carrying a large bag of gifts that were about to be returned, and embarked on the slow journey of protecting other people's love.
If a person knows more than others, his life will be really tiring.
Fat Levsky said so.
On the other side, when Song Yan walked to the school gate, he found that apart from those two things, there was another thing that was not a thing loosely leaning on the car door waiting at the school gate, so he couldn't help saying bad luck.
Song Minghai left without putting down his things, which meant that he still had something to say.
And the things that can be said from Song Minghai's mouth, nine out of ten are things that Song Yan doesn't like to hear.
Sure enough, when Song Minghai handed him the things, he passed the task slowly by the way: "Go back to Beijing on New Year's Day to celebrate your grandpa's birthday, and the driver will pick you up then."
Song Lele's grandfather is not his grandfather.
Just as Song Yan was about to refuse coldly, the arm on his shoulder tightened slightly, as if to express comfort, and then he heard a loose and natural chuckle next to his ear: " Uncle Song, isn’t this a coincidence, Song Yan just agreed to go camping with me, and even booked the bus ticket, it might not be appropriate to miss the appointment at this time.”
Someone is going camping with you.
Song Yan just wanted to refute, but Xia Zhiye tightened his shoulders incomprehensibly, and swallowed back the words of rebuttal.
Song Minghai narrowed his eyes slightly, and took a look at Xia Zhiye.
If it is said that Song Yan usually finds himself unhappy, it is the tip of the needle against the wheat awn, the ice cube against the ice cube, hard to hard, stabbing each other with a few words, it is still easy to solve.
Then this Xia Zhiye has a hidden needle in his smile, he always smiles and says beautiful things that you can't directly refute with confidence, but he can be aggrieved everywhere, but he has a good grandpa, and he can't offend him.
As a businessman, Song Minghai weighed the two and quickly came to a conclusion.
The better the relationship between Song Yan and Xia Zhiye, the easier it is for him to get close to Xia Lao.
After all, the relationship between the two children is so close. As the elders, it is not uncommon for them to bring two younger generations to visit and eat together.
As for Nanwu's business, Song Lele's grandparents couldn't help, so there was no need to curry favor for the time being.
So he said with a gentle smile like the most reasonable elder: "If this is the case, then I will trouble you to take care of Xiaoyan. This child has no self-care ability and is no match for you. Uncles like camping tools will prepare for you , put it downstairs in your dormitory, remember to get it, and remember to take pictures to report safety when the time comes."
"Then thank you uncle."
Xia Zhiye sent Song Minghai away with a perfectly polite and completely unconcerned commercial smile.
When the Maybach's taillights completely disappeared from sight, Song Yan turned around and walked towards the classroom with a cold face: "You have to go camping by yourself, I won't go."
"What about taking pictures to report safety? And..." Xia Zhiye put his arm around Song Yan's shoulders, lowered his head, and leaned closer to his ear, deliberately lowering his voice, with an ambiguous tone, "And you don't want to experience the pure and beautiful male high school students in the wild." A different ultimate service brought to you? Hiss—”
As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit hard by Song Yan's backhand elbow, and he said in a low voice, "Xia Zhiye, can you show some face."
Xia Zhiye looked at his red ears, pretending to be innocent: "Why am I shameless? I just want to help my boyfriend set up a tent in the wild, light a fire, cook, and barbecue. Is it shameless to serve your boyfriend?"
Song Yan choked slightly.
"Or..." Xia Zhiye lowered his voice, "What other weird services did Brother Yan come up with?"
Song Yan was instantly overwhelmed with guilt.
Xia Zhiye looked at his ears that changed from three-point red seconds to seven-point red, and couldn't help but chuckled: "It seems that Mr. Song is very satisfied with yesterday's service, but that kind of service can't be obtained casually, it has to be Additional money. One hundred and eighty times, two times three hundred and five, three hundred and two three times, you can get a 20% discount if you apply for an annual card, the minimum consumption is twice a week, there is no upper limit, buy five get two free Don't try?"
"..."
Try a fart!
Song Yan kicked hard and flew over.
However, Xia Zhiye had been on guard for a long time, quickly dodged, and turned around with a smile by the way: "Of course, if you want to do the opposite, I can also pay three times the price."
Triple your uncle!
I'm only worth five hundred and four
Song Yan couldn't bear it anymore, so he raised his leg again, and was about to kick Xia Zhiye until he was paralyzed, when Zhao Ruiwen, who had just rushed back from class 13, hugged his waist: "Calm down! Brother Yan, calm down! Give Master Xia another chance! Let's talk after camping! I also called Zhou Ziqiu and his partner, and then everyone will have fun for a few days, and all conflicts will be resolved!"
Even if he didn't know the conflict between Song Yan and Xia Zhiye, he felt that it was always right to persuade him first.
After Song Yan listened to Zhao Ruiwen's words, he also forgot to beat Xia Zhiye for a while, but turned around, his usual indifferent eyebrows were filled with unbelievable shock: "Who did you say you called?"
"Zhou Ziqiu and his partner."
"He agreed?"
"Yes, he said you go, and he called his partner to go with him."
"..."
After a short silence, Song Yan withdrew his legs, broke away Zhao Ruiwen's hand, and resumed his indifferent tone: "Sorry, I can't go camping."
"Why?"
Facing Zhao Ruiwen's clear and innocent eyes, Song Yan paused a little guilty, and then replied: "I want to go back to Beijing to celebrate my grandpa's birthday."
"Ah... that's it..." The simple student Zhao Ruiwen's tone was full of regret, and he turned his head to look at Xia Zhiye, "Then Master Xia, what about you?"
"Me." Xia Zhiye was just about to say, "I think you hate my brother", when he received a warning from Song Yannao's fierce eyes, so he changed his words, "I guess I won't be able to go either."
"Why?"
Zhao Ruiwen blinked his clear and innocent little eyes again.
Xia Zhiye smiled calmly: "Because I want to stay and do social service."
"? Social services? What social services?"
Not to mention Zhao Ruiwen, even Xiaopang is confused now, what kind of advanced vocabulary is this
Only Song Yanmiao understood, gritted his molars, and hurriedly explained before Xia Zhiye said something shameless: "Xia Zhiye plans to go abroad, it is very important to read this in the application materials."
"Oh I got it… "
The two seemed to understand but not understand.
But anyway, even Xiaopang was convinced by these two reasons.
It seems that Master Xia and Brother Yan are really busy on New Year's Day.
"Then are you sure you don't want to go?"
Zhao Ruiwen asked with the last glimmer of hope.
Song Yan didn't hesitate: "Well, we are definitely not going."
"Ah, that's a pity. The hot springs in Dongshan are so comfortable this season." Zhao Ruiwen was very regretful.
Song Yan pretended to be natural and asked: "Are you going to camp in Dongshan?"
Zhao Ruiwen replied honestly: "Well, let's go to the hot spring by the way."
"What time do you go to the station?"
"It should be at 7 o'clock in the evening to take the bus at East Railway Station."
"okay."
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, just ask casually, I wish you all the best and have a good time."
After Song Yan finished speaking, she sat back in her seat, took out her mobile phone, opened Baidu, and was searching for camping strategies near Nanwu, when she received a WeChat message from someone next door.
[Big idiot]: Do you really want to go back to Beijing to celebrate your grandfather's birthday
Song Yan replied blankly: [I went back with Song Minghai only when I was sick]
[Big idiot]: Then you don’t go camping, and you don’t have any photos, how can you explain to your dad
[YAN]: I didn't say not to go camping, just not to go camping with them.
[Big idiot]: What, we hate brother want to live a two-person world with me? Then enjoy my ultimate service
[YAN]: roll
[Big idiot]: Otherwise, why else
[YAN]: For your brother and my brother
[Big idiot]:
[YAN]: Maybe you don’t know yet, Zhou Ziqiu’s online dating partner is Shen Jiayan
[Big idiot]:? ?
[YAN]: It doesn't matter, Zhou Ziqiu doesn't know that the object is Shen Jiayan
[Big idiot]: ...
[YAN]: Shen Jiayan only found out about their online dating yesterday
[Big idiot]: ...
[YAN]: I have asked Shen Jiayan to confess on his own initiative, but before he settles this matter, do you think it is appropriate for Zhou Ziqiu to propose a confession? "
Thinking of Shen Jiayan's head like an ordinary single-celled creature.
Thinking of Shen Jiayan's appearance on the Internet as a sweet girl from beginning to end.
Then I thought about my good brother who had never had any feelings for more than ten years in his life and firmly believed that he was a straight man and could not accept homosexuality at all.
Xia Zhiye could probably make up the whole story in his brain, and then fell silent.
It happened that Zhao Ruiwen turned around again at the front desk: "Master Xia, brother Yan, are you really not going?"
Xia Zhiye didn't hesitate: "Well, I don't have time, I want to do social service, and Song Yan is going to Beijing to celebrate his grandfather's birthday."
Group camping as a couple is a great idea.
But it wouldn't be so nice if a couple's group camping would lead to the death of a teenage boy.
He and Song Yan are affectionate and loving, sweet and sweet, even if they are alone and widowed.
So on December 31st, Xia Zhiye and Song Yan showed up at 6:00 pm with their camping tools in front of the bus that was about to head to Xishan.
One six one seven, one east and one west, perfectly avoided.
Despite the complex motives, the results are good.
After all, it should be a good experience to be able to travel alone with Song Yan and spend the night outside, better than those group of light bulbs that have no vision and keep making noise.
And when a group of people come out to camp, it's called camping, and if two people come out to camp, it's called a date.
Xia Zhiye thought about it, and hugged Song Yan's shoulder happily: "Boyfriend, do you think this is our first date?"
"Who is dating you? Also, can you pay attention to the influence outside, and don't just have a boyfriend."
Song Yan said on the side of his shoulder, shook off Xia Zhiye's hand, and stepped up the steps of the bus by himself.
Xia Zhiye followed with a smile: "Don't be shy, there is no one else here, and on the first date, shouldn't you be holding hands... um? Why don't you leave?"
Song Yan, who was walking well in front, suddenly stopped in his tracks the moment he stepped on the bus and raised his head.
Xia Zhiye followed his line of sight suspiciously and looked forward, then also stopped in his tracks.
In the last row of the bus sat side by side the three people they least wanted to see at this moment.
And the three people who should have appeared on the bus to Dongshan at seven o'clock had already looked at them.
The ten eyes met, staring at each other awkwardly and silently.
Fatty: "No time?"
Zhao Ruiwen: "Happy birthday?"
Zhou Ziqiu: "Social services?"
Song Yan: "..."
Xia Zhiye: "..."
At that moment, Song Yan suddenly remembered the divination that Shen Jiayan helped him find the master a long, long time ago.
He committed Tai Sui in Nanwu.