Song Yu thought of Qin Mo, but quickly restrained his emotions and did not show obvious anger.
He lowered his head, his eyelashes drooped, and ate quietly.
He didn't want Xie Sui to see that something was wrong.
The events of his previous life became a haze in his heart, but he promised Xie Sui that he would no longer be entangled in the past, so he didn't want him to know about this matter and would handle it himself.
Xie Sui was waiting for him to speak, and his eyes kept falling on him.
But Song Yu didn't say a word, his face was pale and fragile, and his brows were furrowed.
A meal was silent. Xie Sui couldn't count on him anymore, so he decided to break the peace first: "Shouldn't you tell me what happened yesterday?"
what happened yesterday
When Song Yu heard his words, he was still a little confused. He calmed down his panic and said calmly, "Oh, it was an accident. When I went back to get something, that person closed the door too quickly."
Xie Sui smiled: "Accident?"
Song Yu was vague: "Yes."
Xie Sui's dark eyes stared at him for a few seconds, seeing that he really planned to deal with this matter by himself, he didn't ask any further, just slowly looked away and smiled, "Well, I thought it was Director Song. A scene specially arranged for us."
Song Yu looked at him. For the first time, he was not angry or annoyed, but a very frustrated and depressed feeling emerged in his heart. He ripped his lower lip indifferently and lowered his head.
They knew each other at such a young age, and they were friends in their last life, which means that the love that Xie Sui said was really the kind of love among friends.
Song Yu sighed inwardly, changed the subject in a bad mood and said, "I'll go back later, thank you, you took care of me last night."
Xie Sui still likes the one who was confused by the burning yesterday, compared to the one who is secretive and has something on his mind now. But he didn't reveal it, nodded and smiled: "Okay, see you on Monday."
Song Yu was going home on Saturday. He sat in the car and looked out. In winter, everything in Jingcheng seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gray mist. The window was open and the wind was cold outside. 008 said a bunch of unsatisfactory words, but one sentence entered his heart, "That's all from the last life."
But even in the last life, even though he didn't have the slightest impression, Qin Mo was the one who killed him.
... This account is so easy to settle.
Song Yu's eyes did not blink, and his expression was as cold as frost.
008 went to the Lord God again, and the next time he came back to deal with him, it might not be so kind.
Will you just send him away
... Does he want to go or not
He said he liked Xie Sui
When did you like it again
"Master, did you encounter something unhappy at school?"
Uncle Ma held the steering wheel and asked suspiciously.
Song Yu was brought back to his senses by his voice. After being stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Uncle Ma, do you remember the friend I told you at first sight?"
Uncle Ma was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Remember, when the young master came to Jingcheng, he kept running towards Lianyun Street, and often asked me to pick him up at night. Is that the person?"
Song Yu also smiled, but his eyes were a little dazed: "Well, it's him."
He hooked his lower lip, not smiling, and said softly.
"Actually, it's not like seeing each other."
… is an old friend.
To deal with Qin Mo, even if all the personal and physical evidence is put in front of the school, it may not necessarily punish him, and it can even be attributed to a slightly excessive joke. After all, it was only one night of being stuck in the auditorium. Even Song Yu himself didn't expect that he would be so uncomfortable there.
It seems that Qin Mo's investigation of him is quite in-depth.
Behind Qin Mo is the Qin family. Of course, he can only ask his brother for this matter.
He couldn't call his father, Mr. Song was so irritable, and knowing that he was being made trouble, he would definitely bring people back to City A as soon as possible.
His brother is now abroad. When he received the call, he was a little surprised: "Why did you suddenly call me?"
Song Yu said, "Brother, help me investigate someone."
Song Xu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You have a very rich spare time life in high school. You have used it all in the investigation."
Song Yu: "Investigate Qin Mo."
Song Xu was stunned, and repeated the name in his mouth: "Qin Mo? Why am I so familiar with this name?"
Song Yu sighed: "Of course you are familiar with it, the Qin family is the fourth one."
Song Xu pondered for a while, then came back to his senses, and said with a smile, "Oh, it's him, but one of you is in City A and the other in Jingcheng, how did he provoke you from a distance of 108,000 miles."
Song Yu lowered his eyes, his eyes were cold: "He came to Jingcheng a few days ago."
"kindness?"
Song Yu said: "Let's just say that, we are destined to be at odds and hate each other. Yesterday he plotted against me and trapped me in the auditorium, and I wanted to fuck him too."
Song Xu: "..."
Song Xu: "You," he pondered his words, not knowing how to persuade his precious brother, and he still hadn't organized the language.
Song Yu's later words have already been said: "Brother, did I have any shadows on rainy days when I was a child?"
All the words of persuasion were taken back.
Song Xu was stunned over the phone, remembering something.
After Song Yu fell into the water on the island, he kept himself closed, either lying on the hospital bed or huddled in the bedroom, as if he had lost his seven souls and six souls for a long time. But before falling into the water, he was alive and well and healthy. There were only two accidents when he was a child that made the whole family panic. Once when I accidentally drank a sip of wine, and once when I was locked in a classroom on a rainy day.
When the driver went to pick him up, he found that he was pale and empty, so he was so shocked that he called back directly. At that time, the family guessed that he might be a little claustrophobic.
The two incidents before the age of six, although the Song family has blocked a lot of public opinion, fearing that it will have a bad impact on Song Yu, but if someone really investigates, they can still find out.
Thinking about it this way, the Qin family's child may have done it on purpose.
Song Xu frowned tightly, and his voice sounded anxious: "You were locked in the auditorium by yourself in the rain yesterday? How are you feeling now?"
Song Yu was very frank and said lightly, "I have a fever, but I'll be fine after a nap."
Hearing his voice did not seem to be sick, Song Xu felt a little relieved, and his voice was very low: "I just remembered when you said that the Qin family was ranked fourth. I heard that he transferred schools because he talked about a boyfriend in high school by the way. After coming out of the closet, the old man of the Qin family can't wait to break his leg, and he went to Jingcheng to avoid the limelight.
Song Yu closed his eyes and was stunned for a moment, daring to feel that Qin Mo had to transfer to Jingcheng for a while.
"Qin Mo is young, but his mind is not good." Song Xu said: "You don't need to take care of this matter directly, I will handle it for you. If it's true, the Qin family has to give us an explanation no matter what."
Song Yu said, "Yes."
He turned off the phone, his eyes were like knives, but his expression was gloomy.
Once the Qin family is resolved, then on Jingcheng's side, he will not be polite to Qin Mo.
I've been pestering him to sit down and talk, then... have a good talk.
On Monday, it was deep winter and it was getting colder. Walking outside and taking a breath, it seems like it can fog up, and the wind blows a knife on the face.
Ma Xiaoding dashed in from outside the classroom, holding two hot water cups in his arms, his goosebumps rose, he sat down and shivered: "Mom, I just stood for a long time to listen to them chatting in order to inquire about the enemy's situation. , In the end, I didn't hear about Liang Zhu's situation, but I heard a lot of gossip about Brother Yu."
Song Yu turned the pages of his English book, and when he heard Ma Xiaoding's words, the corners of his mouth pursed.
Xi Bowen's eyes widened: "What gossip?"
Ma Xiaoding: "It was Friday night, wasn't Brother Yu locked in the auditorium? Xie Shen was so anxious that he made calls one by one, and even came to me." He was only trained by Song Yu last time, of course he didn't talk nonsense. , said: "What an earth-shattering brotherhood. As a result, what is the distortion of the rumors outside, alas, the world is getting worse."
Xi Bowen smiled: "It's distorted, you've been standing there for so long? Are you addicted to listening to it?"
Ma Xiaoding looked at Song Yu's profile in front of his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it just to hear how much they can be twisted? Let me tell you the original words of the girls in class three, Brother Yu was trapped in the dark classroom, and the thirst Trembling, thank God for rushing over like a savior, pulling him out of the darkness, alone, and the wonderful atmosphere spreads."
Xi Bowen: "???"
Xi Bowen: "Do you think this plot is a little familiar? Isn't this what Brother Yu told me when I watched the ghost movie?"
After realizing it, Ma Xiaoding patted the table and opened his mouth like a duck's egg: "Fuck! So everything was as expected by Brother Yu - woo woo woo." Xi Bowen covered his mouth to stop him from speaking to death.
Song Yu's slender hand turned the pen, his brows and eyes were meticulous and indifferent, when the two people in the back were farting.
He now controls himself not to think about Xie Sui, and tries to focus on Qin Mo.
Looking at the alarm clock, the minute hand was turning slowly, and he was counting slowly in his heart.
The New Year's Eve party starts at seven o'clock.
At six o'clock everyone started to enter.
When Lao Cheng led them over, he hung his eyelids, glanced at everyone, and said dissatisfiedly, "The weather forecast says it might snow tonight, so you guys are still wearing that much? I won't save face."
Everyone laughed: "Teacher, can you say something nice?"
Song Yu glanced back and frowned.
Xie Sui hasn't come yet.
Did he take leave again today
But didn't he promise he would come
The air conditioner was on in the auditorium, and after it was full, Song Yu even felt a little hot.
He took off his school uniform, a high-neck sweater and jeans, lining the boy's long and thin figure.
The third class's program was ahead of them. Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai acted on stage. I don't know if it was stage fright or what. Anyway, classmates in class stuttered. With a blushing face, the performance was over. But it was his performance that made him laugh and fight.
The next one is the collective chorus of the seventh class, and the first class is coming soon, and Ma Xiaoding is waiting to play in the background.
Xi Bowen sat next to him and chewed potato chips: "If the third class also had a stricter director and watched them practice more, it probably wouldn't be like this."
Song Yu was lazy: "Not all directors are as talented as me."
Xi Bowen said: "Not all talented directors can arrange themselves."
Song Yu sneered: "You're starting to get skinny too?"
After casually talking to him, the phone vibrated slightly, and Song Yu flipped it over.
A strange message finally came back.
He lightly hooked his lower lip, imperceptibly cold in the darkness.
He picked up his school uniform and got up: "I'm going to the toilet."