Meng Guang covered his chest and didn't dare to look at it, feeling that his soul had been severely hit. His cousin's simple and clean text messages like a primary school student made him instantly feel that he was an old beast who was blackened by society.
Song Yu held the phone for a long time, thinking to himself, Xie Sui would probably refuse, right? After all, every time he invited Xie Sui to the apartment for dinner, all he got was a refusal, and usually no more than three words.
After a while, Xie Sui's text message came back.
[it is good]
Sure enough, it didn't exceed three words, but I actually agreed.
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise.
[Ok, I'll send you the address, see you tomorrow morning.]
Looking at his expression, Meng Guang remembered the youth he couldn't get back, and said sourly: "Ask a classmate to do homework, it's like an appointment with a school girl, it's necessary to be happy like this."
Wen Yuan rolled his eyes in the co-pilot, fluffed his long hair with his hands, and said coolly, "It's enough that your garbage thoughts rot in your stomach, don't say it to your cousin. If you mess with men and women, see if I can interrupt you. legs."
Mayor Meng, who was driving, couldn't help laughing, and said, "Yu Yu, don't listen to your cousin. It's right for you to do homework together in your grade."
Meng Guang got a quarrel with his parents, touched his nose angrily, and said dissatisfiedly: "What did I say! Why are you messing with the relationship between men and women? It's boring, Mom, you are really boring."
Song Yu was in a particularly good mood, stared at him slowly, smiled and said meaningfully, "I didn't have an appointment with the school beauties, but I have an appointment with the school grass."
Meng Guang was no longer angry all of a sudden, and came interested: "It's amazing!"
he followed up.
"However, your tablemate looks really good, so what about you, do you have any kind of dangdang, the school clerk class clerk, you can't have three of them. Oh no, Yu Yu is going to be the dangdang. The scholar is here."
Song Yu: "..."
Excuse me, I didn't mix into a school tyrant, but became a school tyrant.
Of course, how could he dare to say this in front of his aunt and uncle
"Although Xie Sui and I have a good relationship, we are not very pushy. For the time being, the girls in the school haven't found me, so I didn't make any comments."
Meng Guang is happy.
"Then their eyes are not good enough, so let me give you a slap in the face, let my dad testify officially, and find some space for you."
Song Yu couldn't stop laughing: "Although it is worthy of the name, it is still not good."
Everyone in the car laughed.
Neon lights flashing outside the window on the road to the city center.
Cozy and pleasant.
After returning home, the family happily ate a meal.
After the meal, Grandma Meng asked about life during the first week of school.
Song Yu got stuck and stumbled. I describe my high school as a classroom and an apartment. Anyway, I study hard, simple and fulfilling.
If his family hadn't known about his grades, he might have established an image of a conscientious scholar.
Go upstairs to the room.
After Song Yu wrote the paper.
Lying on the bed and playing with the phone.
The first is to harass Xie Sui.
[What homework do you have left to finish?]
Back there quickly.
[Look at you, I have finished writing]
Song Yu was all stupid, and his typing was crackling.
[Have you finished writing? Did you finish writing by Friday night? Then what are you doing at my house!]
Xie Sui.
[Help you with tutoring]
[Complete my new semester goals]
Xie Sui's new semester goals.
Help the same table to win the first place in the city.
Song Yu: "..."
I was a little moved by what was going on.
Yes, this number one, he will strive hard for it! Otherwise, I'm sorry for Xie Sui's trust and dedication!
After cutting out.
Song Yu glanced at him, and found in his conscience that for the first time he clicked on Ma Xiaoding's gloomy Sadako's avatar, and took the initiative to send him a message.
[Your husband, Brother Yu: ?]
A question mark expresses concern, without being polite or embarrassing, perfect.
Probably the idea of straight men is similar.
Ma Xiaoding didn't know what his brain circuit was. He understood the deep concern behind Song Yu's question mark at a glance.
[Sadako did not forget the well digger: Thank you Brother Yu qwq I'm fine qwq I survived under my father's hands qwq]
He will finally use the big deduction and not keep the deduction. He feels very novel and proud, and he has to use three in a sentence.
[Your husband, Brother Yu: Speak well]
[Sadako did not forget the well digger: qwq]
[Your husband, Brother Yu:…]
Ma Xiaoding was shocked, and the style of painting was finally normal.
[Sadako did not forget the well digger: ... But I think you may have something to do, although I told them to shut up and not confess you. But when you were fighting, someone was recording it. Now it is estimated that the video has spread on the forum. The dean may find you. Brother Yu, be careful [candle]]
This is about the dean.
Song Yu wasn't worried about this, but what happened to Wang Ci and Ou Yilian later would definitely give that Master Mie a headache, and he couldn't care less about them.
Thinking of the forum, Song Yu frowned, signed up, and went up to take a look.
Today, the battle between Shushanlou and Gao Feng has attracted much attention. After this battle, basically the entire forum knows that the owner of the "your husband Yu brother" id is him.
On the homepage, there are all kinds of triumphant show-off stickers, as well as the confessions of fans.
He used to be a virtual troll, but now he has become a handsome and powerful school bully.
All of a sudden the forum exploded.
There were a lot of shouting from the air.
[The brothers who were yelling at Brother Yu about a fight and beating him came over to get a number.]
[Assert that Brother Yu is ugly, short and frustrating, come here, let's take a photo]
[The sisters upstairs are so polite? Geez, I just yelled - the idiots are about to come out and be beaten.]
Of course, there are other groups that are like this.
[Brother Yu wins, what about those who sent the first kiss, the car and the house?]
[I have told the principal anonymously that he will receive a Maserati within three days, you can figure it out]
[No, brother and sister [cry] [cry]
Little brother, I am nothing but useless. For the first time, I want to leave my wife's 嘤嘤嘤[opposite fingers][grievance Baba]]
[Apart from being everywhere? ? ?]
[It's okay, send me on the first night, I will use your back.]
[? ? ? ! ! ! ! We are the student forum! It is recommended that the moderators put the yellow title on it for a week! Also my forum is a green day!]
Song Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, glanced at the posts floating on the forum, and didn't care much.
He came in again this time, but he was just a little curious about the post in Xie Sui's mouth.
"The future is like the sea, and it is safe and sound."
The name sounds so crazy.
Song Yu's finger rested on the screen for a long time, and finally he gritted his teeth and clicked in.
The declaration of the main building is particularly laudable.
—My husband, Brother Yu, I found a husband for you, are you happy? [barbaring] [barking] [laughing]
[laughing out loud]
Song Yu: "..."
I don't like it, sister :)
Mingming had seen it once last time, but looking at it now, he still feels suffocated.
never mind.
See you next time.
Not intending to accept these messes for the time being, Song Yu put down the phone and fell asleep.
This morning, the sky was not as clear as it was in the past few days, it was overcast, and it seemed that it was going to rain.
Song Yu slept until nine o'clock. After waking up, he was still a little sleepy. He rubbed his eyes. He remembered that he had an appointment with Xie Sui to do homework today. went downstairs.
At this point, my grandmother usually waters the flowers in the yard.
"Grandma, is anyone looking for me today?"
He pushed open the door, but was stunned.
In the garden, Grandma Meng and Xie Sui were standing together chatting.
There are many jasmine flowers in the yard, green and white flowers, fresh and elegant.
Xie Sui was wearing a shirt with her cuffs rolled up, exposing half of her arms, to help Grandma Meng water. The juvenile is tall and has delicate facial features, forming a landscape of its own in the garden.
Grandma Meng seemed to be very satisfied with Xie Sui, her eyes were full of smiles, and she said, "You are Yu Yu's tablemate. In the next year, I may have to trouble you to take care of Yu Yu. He is not in good health. I'm always worried that something will happen to him at school. Alas, it's my fault that I was soft-hearted and couldn't beat him, so I let him stay."
Xie Sui was stunned for a moment, but turned her head and asked, "Is your health not good? Is it some kind of disease?"
For him in his previous life, Song Yu was just a stranger who had some interactions.
In the vague impression, I vaguely remember that he is not in good health, but he doesn't care much.
After all, the Song family was on the decline at that time, and it went overseas and gradually faded out of the top circle of City A. A sick Sanshao Song was not worthy of his attention when he was the ruler of the Xie family at that time.
Xie Sui frowned slightly.
Song Yu's arrogance that he went to Jingcheng for three days and two fights made him almost forget that he was ill.
It was only after being mentioned by his grandmother that he remembered.
Grandma Meng sighed and shook her head: "Who knows, Yu Yu fell into the water when he was a child, and his health has never been better. For so many years, so many doctors at home and abroad have not given any specific results, and some doctors even said that it is the spirit sickness.”
"Don't look at him now, he is alive and kicking. He really gets sick, and he doesn't know what it will be like. It looks like a cold and doesn't look like it. People are confused and can scare people to death. Take it easy."
After thinking about it, Grandma Meng added: "You don't have to worry too much."
Xie Sui smiled and nodded, "Okay."
He just lowered his head, but his eyes were a little dazed.
Song Yu called Xie Sui from a distance, interrupting their conversation.
Studying at home is too inefficient, so Song Yu finally suggested to go to the library.
Xie Sui originally wanted to help him, so he naturally followed his advice.
Grandma Meng sent them out and frowned: "It's going to rain, isn't it bad to study at home? You have to run outside."
Song Yu stood outside the carved iron gate and said in a straightforward manner, "The library is good for people to concentrate."
Grandma Meng was annoyed: "don't work so hard, come to Jingcheng and you're going backwards."
Song Yu tutted, turned his head and said to Xie Sui, "It's up to you, Teacher Xie, don't let my grades go backwards."
Xie Sui thought about his illness in his heart, looked at him with dark eyes, and said lightly, "There is no room for you to go backwards with your grades."
"Speak with respect!"
The incompetent fury from the scumbags.
"Believe it or not, I called a carload of people to beat you up on the phone!"
Yesterday's talk of not engaging in privilege and going socialism has now become air.