Xie Sui laughed enough and said, "What did you dream of me?"
Song Yu sneered.
"Like" this kind of thing is very private, Xie Sui doesn't say it, he won't gossip like that.
He was put together, very angry, and turned his head: "I lied to you, I didn't dream of you."
Xie Sui said meaningfully: "Oh."
Without further questioning, his eyes fell on the report paper under his arm, and he smiled: "Can't write it yet?"
Song Yu was angry and ignored him.
Xie Sui said: "The format of the first paragraph is wrong."
Song Yu: "???" He was easily motivated by focusing on one thing, and took his arm away: "What's wrong, I copied it from the Internet."
Xie Sui was really good at dealing with him. He took out a pen from the pen holder and said with a smile, "Bring it here, I'll change it for you."
After Song Yu obediently handed it over, he realized that something was wrong - Day, should he ignore this liar now. After reacting, he pressed his hand on the paper, Song Yu looked up at him, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Do you really have someone you like?"
The two were very close, and his breath was almost hitting Xie Sui's face, it was hot,
Xie Sui tilted her head, it was Song Yu's delicate face, and her light-colored pupils were clean and clear.
Look down slightly.
The neckline of the summer pajamas is slightly open, showing the delicate collarbone and milk-white skin of the teenager.
The smell of the shower gel after taking a shower is light and lustful.
Xie Sui's lips curled slightly, this child, really...
cute.
He leaned back calmly, his indecent feeling subsided a little, and his tone was serious: "Really."
After a few seconds of pause, before Song Yu got angry, Xie Sui explained with a smile: "But the topic she gave doesn't define the degree of liking, like a person, a season, a taste, all of them. "
Song Yu understood that Xie Sui was deliberately misinterpreting the text and dropped a big bomb on them to whet their appetites.
He knew that Xie Sui had no time to meet girls.
Song Yu removed the hand holding the paper, with a look of disapproval: "You are too bad. Forget it, you should help me change the format first."
Xie Sui held the pen, but looked for a topic: "How about you, you really don't have someone you like?"
He remembered the truth, but Song Yu said no.
Song Yu frowned: "If the definition of liking is this kind of liking, then there must be. There are too many things, and too many people - my parents, my mother, my brother and my sister, my grandmother's cousin, Aunt and aunt, and you."
And you.
Xie Sui didn't look at him, listened quietly, and the smile on the corner of his lips seemed to be unstoppable: "Oh, that's an honor."
Song Yu: "Don't hesitate, it's a thousand words."
Xie Sui said lightly, "I don't like that many people."
Song Yu silently swallowed the words that came up in his throat.
Because I suddenly remembered that now this poor little Xie Sui has only Grandma Chen in her family.
Xie Sui: "I don't like many things. But it was brought by you. Now I like mint and summer."
Song Yu laughed out loud and praised: "Okay, brother, everything you like is great."
Xie Sui turned to look at him with a little smile in his dark eyes, "Yes."
People who like it are also great.
The thousand-word review was excerpted from the east and copied from the west, and Song Yu finally finished writing it at one o'clock in the evening.
I went back and drank a glass of milk to sleep, but I didn't sleep well at all.
As Song Yu had expected in the ktv box, he really had a dream tonight.
Messy dreams.
occurred in the ward.
The smell of disinfectant is very weak, the windows are open, and outside is the lawn, and a group of children in hospital clothes are laughing on it.
The sun came in and shone on the skin, bright and warm.
It started for no reason, but he knew that the atmosphere was very awkward.
After a brief conversation in English with the nurse, the tall, tall man in a black suit glanced at him casually.
The sight is icy cold.
The young man on the hospital bed was stiff, holding his forehead and looking faceless.
The nurse left, leaving only the two of them in the ward.
"Awake?" The man pulled out the chair and sat down, his movements were elegant, and his demeanor was noble and cold.
"Tell me about what happened yesterday."
The young man took the hand to support his forehead: "This, I can explain, I really don't touch porcelain."
"It's not touching the porcelain, it's just throwing a hug." He raised his eyebrows, and the mockery in his tone didn't hide the slightest hint, "Has the Song family fallen to this point?"
Youth: "… "
Youth: "I'm sorry, I was harassed, I can't touch alcohol, thank you for taking me to the hospital, you are such a good person."
The man looked down at his watch and said lightly, "Your brother should be here soon."
Youth: "?!" His eyes widened, his tone a little anxious and pleading: "I can compensate for your losses, can you please stop calling me brother."
"Need not."
He got up.
"You can't afford it."
Seemingly not wanting to spend any more time, the man stepped forward with his long legs and walked towards the door.
Thinking that the next thing he will face is his brother, mother, sister, and father, the young man feels suffocated, grabs his hair, and shouts in a hurry: "Wait, I really don't need to call my brother, why do you call him, this is not Are you delaying our reminiscence?"
Putting his face aside, he could say what happened later. He forced a smile: "Master Xie, don't leave in such a hurry, sit down and have a good chat. Do you remember when we met when we were five years old?"
The air seemed to be quiet for a second.
The man paused, turned around, and said with a half-smile, "Five years old?"
The young man tried to smile: "Yes, five years old, you are still calling my brother behind me, do you have any impression?"
Xie Shao hooked his lower lip, and there was nothing in his cold eyes: "Do you have some problems with your brain besides your body?"
The young man took a deep breath. If he hadn't asked for help, he probably would have jumped off the hospital bed and had a fight with him. But still try hard.
"We really saw each other when we were young. Don't ask my brother to come over. I'll remember you well. You were cute when you were young."
Xie Shao looked at him with dark eyes, and said slowly, "So afraid of seeing Song Xu?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, and the light of hope burst out from his light-colored pupils.
"Right, right, I just had a fight with him and my dad at home last week, and it's so awkward to meet now. I'll say this, can you—"
Xie Shao: "You can help you call Mr. Song one more time."
Youth: "… "
Shit, he's going to be pissed.
Fragmented memory.
Then there is the conversation between his brother and him.
After a quarrel, probably all the anger disappeared, and there was a pause.
His brother asked, "Have you met Xie Sui?"
"right."
His brother was silent for a while: "This person is very dangerous, try not to interact with him."
"I don't think it's dangerous, but it's really bad, just like when he was a kid."
Song Xu: "??? Could you tell me the content of your chat."
The young man groaned and explained the whole story.
After listening to Song Xu, he frowned and thought for a long time, then said slowly: "He even sent you to the hospital, it seems that he was in a good mood that day. Or, in fact, he remembers things from his childhood. He will tell you those words, unlike I know him."
"what?"
Song Xu quickly recovered and said, "Anyway, you should stay away from him in the future."
"It's no problem. Anyway, he should return to China soon, and he won't see him again in this life."
Ward, warm sunshine, young man with a loose smile.
The dream is like a water curtain.
An emotion that seemed to be regret and nostalgia spread.
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I don't know if it was the first time I had such a strange dream.
Song Yu was completely sure that as long as there was Xie Sui in the dream, it was not a good thing.
Coming together on Saturday morning, he had a splitting headache, and it took a long time for him to feel less uncomfortable. Got out of bed, had breakfast, and saw a missed call on my phone.
It was Meng Guang who called.
Song Yu drank the milk and beat back.
The phone was connected quickly.
"Hey, cousin, is something wrong?"
Meng Guang said, "Yu Yu, when are you going home?"
Song Yu: "In the afternoon."
Meng Guang: "It's fine in the afternoon. There is a banquet in the Fuguang Hotel tonight. There is someone from the Qin family in City A. You should know it and come with me when the time comes."
Song Yu was slightly taken aback, "The Qin family? Who?"
"The fourth young master of the Qin family is one year older than you, Qin Mo."
Song Yu: "..."
Drink clean milk in one gulp, boom, put down the cup in your hand heavily.
Song Yu said, "Okay."
His tone was cold and murderous.
Meng Guang: "???"
Meng Guang: "What's the matter, you two have a holiday?"
Song Yu smiled but said, "No, I'm very happy to meet another friend."
Hearing the words Qin Mo and remembering what he did in "Gentle Control", Song Yu's liver hurt with anger.
However, he held the phone with confusion in his eyes.
Shouldn't Gongyi come out only next semester
Why did you come to Jingcheng now
In the original attack, the character is romantic. Don't avoid meat and vegetables, playboy, do anything to the prey he likes, and pretend to be gentle and considerate in the early stage. After gaining Xie Sui's trust, he got tired of it and pushed him into deeper darkness.
When Song Yu first read the article, he didn't understand the positioning of "deep sadomasochism", he only thought that this person was a bit of an afterthought.
The family background is so good? Is it difficult to help Xie Sui obtain a stable environment
As a reader, he is very confused, but he also understands that the relationship may not be that good. After all, it is a personal choice to help or not. No one stipulates that if you have the ability, you must save others.
Then the plot began to show his hideous scene.
Qin Mo allowed the people in the school to ridicule and insult Xie Sui in various ways, and each time he was the most desperate, he only shot a little gentleness.
A few words of comfort and optional companionship.
For Xie Sui, it is the light of life, illuminating the long night when she walks alone.
Qin Mo broke Xie Sui's icy shell, but it was only limited to his friend's position. If he couldn't move Xie Sui, his mood became worse.
Deliberately taking him to high-end places to make him embarrassed, and deliberately trampling on his dignity.
But at that time Xie Sui had regarded him as a very important person, and many times, he would reflect on whether he did something wrong.
Confused and terrified, in the dark and icy world, after grasping a glimmer of light, I dare not let it go.
It's just that the cold and stubborn boy didn't know that what he was grasping was not the light, but the tentacles of the abyss.
High school is when everything falls apart.
Thinking of the boy whose shirt was stained with blood, in the dark and rainy night, he was retching while leaning on the pillar.
Song Yu sighed rather unhappily.
...from a poor little man to a dangerous figure in the back.
What happened to his little bamboo horse