Song Yu felt a little confused, how could it be so fast, he remembered that Xu Qiao's matter came to light, that was also a matter of Xie Sui's university.
But I'm only a freshman in high school now, who leaked it? With the ability of the Xie family, they should soon find Jingcheng. At that time, whether Xie Sui is willing to go back is also a question.
He could remember that in the original book, Xie Sui hated Xie Sinian to the core, and wished he would never have a relationship with the Xie family.
Song Wanying didn't want to talk about the Xie family anymore.
She asked Song Yu, "When are you going to take the final exam? Hurry up and go back to City A after the exam. Mom still misses you."
Song Yu was absent-minded: "It's almost time."
Song Wanying suddenly remembered something, and smiled through the phone: "Suddenly remembered something, when you went to Jingcheng, you said you wanted to see the world for me, so it's been half a year, how is the world?"
Song Yu was slightly stunned. He was worried about Xie Sui at first. Hearing her question, Xie Sui was the first thing in his mind.
The table lamp shines a gentle light, and there is a faint fragrance of jasmine in the room. he
He lowered his eyes and fell on the language paper he was writing. On the topic of the last composition, the title was "Unexpected".
Memories go from summer to autumn to winter. Inside the smoky box, there was an unbelievably beautiful young man. There are summer breeze hugs on the walls and under the walls, and lazily smiling words in the auditorium across thousands of stars. Even every evening, every night, vivid and vivid, like everyone he met in high school.
Song Yu's heart suddenly became very light.
He laughed by himself first, his voice clear and unbelievably gentle.
"The world is unexpectedly wonderful."
After Song Wanying was stunned for a moment in the distant city a, she couldn't help but slightly raised the corner of her lips.
The day of the New Year's Day party is getting closer every day.
At the end of the stage play rehearsal of the first class, everyone was no longer cautious. There were many jokes in the process of acting. The most rare thing was that after the performance, Director Song did not drink a sip of water.
Congrats and sings! They are so hard.
Cinderella and the prince have done their last dance.
knock off.
Jiang Chunian enthusiastically went to the drinking well, poured a cup of hot water for Song Yu, and graciously said: "Director Song, I haven't had any water today, it's been hard work."
Song Yu's cold was not getting better all the time, and he was in a bit of a lack of energy. He glanced at her, and took a sip of it slowly.
Liang Yingying played Cinderella and almost played autism. Now that everything is settled, of course, people are in good spirits when they are happy, and they come to join in the fun.
Holding a bottle of mineral water as a microphone: "Ask Brother Yu, how did you become so good as a director for the first time."
After Song Yu finished drinking the water, he hummed and commented on himself: "Do you still need an explanation for a genius?"
Jiang Chunian: "Genius Director Song, I understand."
A group of people in the rehearsal room couldn't help laughing.
After all, there is competition between the New Year's Day party programs. You can't patronize your own rehearsal, and you have to inquire about other people's classes.
Ma Xiaoding's younger brothers finally played a useful role and inquired about the next class.
Ma Xiaoding: "There are only three classes of the same type. They played Liang Zhu. I heard that Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai will be starring in their class, Bancao. But I think our class is full of beauty and will definitely be able to outshine the crowd."
Xi Bowen was too lazy to correct his idiom. He blew the heat from the thermos cup and said, "But Banhua Bancao is a gimmick."
Ma Xiaoding: "Then report the name of our genius Song Director."
Xi Bowen laughed for a long time, and sighed: "You said that if Brother Yu and Xie Shen participated, it would be a sensation."
Ma Xiaoding: "Think about it in your dreams."
During the class meeting, Lao Cheng went to a meeting. The monitor, urged by a group of people, closed the window and closed the door, and put on a horror movie.
Eerie music played.
Song Yu opened a package of potato chips and said to Xie Sui first, "If you are afraid, you can sleep on your stomach."
Xie Sui smiled and rolled her eyes: "Yes."
However, during the whole process, only the girls in the class were screaming in fright, and the four of them looked dull and uninteresting.
Ma Xiaoding has been in the groove: "What is the heroine doing? Knowing that the classroom is haunted, do you have to go to midnight?"
Xi Bowen divergent thinking and said: "Probably just to make the heroine cry and rush into the arms of the hero. The director thought it was very romantic."
Song Yu leaned on his seat and chewed on potato chips: "If I were the director, I would never have arranged it that way." Director Song was still a little floating after being called for a long time.
"Brother Yu, what's your opinion?"
Song Yu said: "The appearance of the heroine rushing out crying and hooves is really scary. If I were the hero, I would think that if I met a crazy woman, I would have to turn around and run first. It's better to just arrange for the heroine to be stunned by ghosts in the classroom. Then the male protagonist went back to the classroom to pick up the book, looked at the sleeping face of the female protagonist in surprise, and shook the female protagonist awake. In the dark and gloomy classroom, is the story not easy to unfold? The Lord is so distressed that a deep desire for protection arises. Lonely men and widows, the beginning of love."
Whistle: "romantic."
Xi Bowen took a deep breath: "I learned."
Ma Xiaoding punched him with a smile: "You learned a hammer, you learned, do you really plan to trick other girls into the classroom in the middle of the night?"
Xi Bowen also laughed: "Don't dare, don't dare, hahahahahaha."
The New Year's Day party is on the next Monday night, and on Friday, all the classes go to the auditorium for their final rehearsal.
Song Yu met Qin Mo again. The two were three rows apart, and Qin Mo smiled at him from a distance.
Song Yu chose to tilt his head to talk to Xie Sui, "Will you come to see the New Year's Day party on Monday night?"
Xie Sui seems to be very busy these days.
Song Yu always felt that it might have something to do with the Xie family, but as an outsider, he didn't know how to say it.
The boy's warm breath fell on his ears, itchy and light, sweeping across his heart like a feather.
Xie Sui wanted to kiss him very much, but told herself that it was a little bit, just a little bit.
He restrained himself and hooked his lips: "For you, I will come too."
Song Yu hesitated for a while, then said tentatively, "Have you encountered anything recently? I don't feel in a good mood."
Xie Sui laughed: "Well, a little bit."
"???"
His straightforward answer confused Song Yu. Song Yu: "Then, tell me... Let me help you think of a solution?"
Xie Sui: "Okay."
Song Yu: "?!" Is it so undisguised
Xie Sui said, "Do you know about my parents?"
He asked so lightly. Song Yu suddenly raised his throat and panicked. Of course he knew about Xie Sui's parents, but it was a painful memory for Xie Sui. His mother chose to jump off the building when he was seven years old, leaving him alone in the world, let alone Xie Sinian, who was not qualified to be a father at all. When he thought of the helpless little boy more than ten years ago, Song Yu felt so distressed, his head was blank for a few seconds, and he opened his mouth: "I..."
Xie Sui could almost detect his every subtle expression, and smiled helplessly in his heart. His Yu Yu was really kind. "I don't love my mom, but I don't hate her either."
Hate is a past life thing.
"The Xie family wants me to go back now."
"He wants to make amends for me."
"Yu Yu, should I go back?"
Song Yu was stunned in the darkness, feeling his heart trembling. Should you ask him this kind of question directly? He didn't know what to say anymore. Afraid that saying the wrong word will affect Xie Sui's choice at this fork in the road in life.
Seeing Song Yu's nervous appearance, Xie Sui pressed on the table and let out a muffled laugh.
"… "
Song Yu's nervousness was relieved by his smile.
How could he still laugh! Isn't this a serious and sad question
Song Yu was furious: "You—"
Xie Sui said, "I listen to you."
Song Yu: "..." The words in his mouth were gloomily swallowed.
In fact, for Xie Sui, it doesn't matter if he goes back to Xie's house or not.
It wasn't even the problem that bothered him recently.
He finally knew the source of Song Yu's disease. On a private island, at the age of six, he drowned in a rainstorm.
What a coincidence is that island, where he shot and killed Zhao Ziyu in his previous life. He had forgotten how he got on the island, but he knew... It was definitely not forced.
Xie Sui looked at Song Yu's shy face, bowed his head, and the smile in his eyes slowly faded.
"The princess and the prince lived happily ever after."
The first class of high school was the last rehearsal, and by the time they ended, it was already 10:30 in the evening.
Xie Sui didn't go back to the apartment. After accompanying him out of the auditorium, he went straight out of the school gate and went home.
Song Yu was confused by Song Yu's words "I listen to you".
Will you go back to Xie's house
What he got back was the compensation that came many years later, fame, fortune, status, and family background. Even if he wasn't there in the future, no one would dare to bully him casually.
But Xie's house is not a warm place, and he was afraid that Xie Sui would be hurt by her relatives again there.
Today is also heartbroken for his deskmate.
Song Yu walked for a while and suddenly received a call from a teacher: "Is that Song Yu from the first class of high school?"
Song Yu was taken aback: "Well, it's me."
The teacher said, "Here in the auditorium, there is a student in your class who forgot to take his cell phone. There is only your name here. Come and help him get it."
Song Yu looked up at the sky and felt like it was going to rain again.
He was not even a few steps away from the auditorium. He frowned and walked back on the way.
It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and almost all the people in the huge auditorium were gone.
Song Yu walked in, just after saying hello to the last two classmates who left after moving equipment.
Song Yu walked to the first row, and just about to bend over, he took off a school uniform to see if there was a cell phone underneath.
Suddenly, the lights in the entire auditorium went out—the world was plunged into darkness. Song Yu's eyes widened. Suddenly turning around, a gray figure appeared from the door like lightning, and locked the door.
thump.
The sky was gloomy outside, and the moonlight could not penetrate the clouds. In the huge auditorium, the darkness penetrated into the surrounding like a tide, and he was the only one left in the world.
Song Yu's eyes widened slightly, and a coldness spread from around him. It was Saturday. He dug out his mobile phone and wanted to call Xie Sui, but it showed no signal and no service system. A signal jammer was installed.
Song Yu slowly clenched the phone tightly, and laughed angrily, okay—is it a prank
What do you hurt him so much
He's not claustrophobic, he just slept in this place for one night.
Suppressing anger and tearing Qin Mo's mind.
Song Yu sat down. In the darkness, there was only the faint light of the phone.
The walls of the auditorium are very thick and the windows are very high, making it impossible to call for help.
It was very cold at night in winter, and what made him even more uncomfortable was that it rained heavily in the second half of the night. He was not well from a cold, and he felt that the back of his brain was groggy.
He was especially prone to sleepiness on rainy days, but this time he couldn't sleep well.
Torrential rain, darkness, and a secret room, Song Yu is not afraid of each of them individually, but when they are combined together, anxiety, depression, dizziness, and even suffocation will arise in his heart for no reason.
It was as if there was a wild beast in his mind pounding and biting frantically, and it was uncomfortable for him to lie down on the table and shrink together in pain.
Fever, half awake.
His mind was full of weirdness, and his ears were full of messy voices.
"Are you fucking crazy?!"
"I'm not crazy, I know very well what I'm doing. Hahahaha, Song Yu, are you very proud, the person I kneel on the ground begging, I will give up on you. Why! Why!"