After saying these four words in his heart, Song Yu put down the phone, blood all over his head, and he couldn't speak anymore.
The bewilderment that has been entangled in my heart since Friday, shocked and saddened, surging in an instant, restraining my heart.
- He actually fell into the hole he dug before!
The thought hit Tian Linggai, and his throat was dry.
Afraid of being exposed, he lowered his head first.
Xie Sui was in the distance, just looking at him. Song Yu's pupils were like a layer of mist, and after seeing him, he first looked up in confusion for two or three seconds, and then quickly lowered.
Today is a little different.
Xie Sui was a little stunned, raised her eyebrows, walked over, but first smiled and apologized: "Sorry, I'm late."
Song Yu's mind is now not aware that he is not too late, and his heart is like a tangle. He wants to open his mouth and directly say what he thinks, but when he thinks that they are friends in the past life, he is a little embarrassed and irritable.
Especially when you were digging a hole for yourself before.
How to say? I'm sorry I lied to you at the time, but I actually have mixed feelings. I also covet your looks, no, I covet all of you.
After waiting for a while, Xie Sui looked at Song Yu with his head down and didn't speak, and asked softly, "Are you angry?"
He bent over, his voice was gentle and smiling: "Actually, I can explain this matter."
The familiar voice is loose, like intoxicating wine on this winter night.
Song Yu's breath stagnated, covering up his panic, and raised his head again.
Clear eyes widened, he coughed, and pretended to be calm and said, "No, I'm not angry, I just thought about what to eat."
He tried his best to control his facial expressions to keep himself calm.
However, all his attention was placed on his eyes and his eyes without avoiding it, so he did not hesitate to breathe, one deep and one shallow.
Nervous, restless, wanting to hide.
Xie Sui's expression didn't change, she stood up straight and smiled: "Have you figured it out?"
Song Yu has something on his mind, and it's about him. For such a simple and straightforward cover-up, he didn't want to expose it.
Song Yu was still very uncomfortable: "Whatever, I can do it, it's up to them to arrange."
Xie Sui said, "Well, let's change the place first. It's cold, so don't catch a cold outside."
His dark eyes glanced at him, and the corners of his lips curled up teasingly, "I don't want to suffer any more, it's really hard to take care of you."
"..." What does it mean—to take care of him? Most of the discomfort disappeared in an instant, Song Yu stared at him with wide eyes, his eyes were bewildering, and a deep fear surged in his heart - he wouldn't have touched Xie Sui that night. "I-I'm sick and hard to take care of?"
Xie Sui walked beside him, raised her thin lips, and asked, "You don't know how squeamish you are?"
Song Yu: "..."
The word squeamish is probably the first time in his life that someone has used it to describe him.
"Xie Sui, don't use the word squeamish indiscriminately." Song Yu began to reason with him: "If others hear it, I will collapse if I don't set it up."
Xie Sui began to recall that night and smiled: "I had to drink the medicine one by one, help you take off your clothes, and all kinds of tossing. You grabbed your neck three times."
A gust of hot air rushed to his face from his neck in an instant.
Song Yu's voice rose a bit higher: "Why are you taking off my clothes!"
Xie Sui teased him for fun and calmly said, "What are you talking about?"
Song Yu: "..."
His expression was really shocked, his snow-white face was red, and his ears were crystal clear like pink jelly.
Xie Sui stared at his ears without blinking, chuckled softly, and added the following words slowly: "I take off my clothes when they are wet. It's uncomfortable to wear. What do you think?"
oh oh. Song Yu really thanked him for saying this now, feeling ashamed and embarrassed, and asked, "Then do I catch you seriously?"
Xie Sui's tone was light: "It's not heavy." After a pause, he added: "It's itchy."
Sick and hot, tender and wild, it tickles people's hearts. At that time, all his thoughts were on his illness, and he was caught with a fire that burned his senses, and he could not wait to bite on Song Yu's exposed white collarbone.
That night was probably the best and least defensive time this child had ever known since he met Song Yu.
It's just that at the time, I only cared about distress.
Sure enough, he gave him all the tenderness, all the madness, all the sanity.
Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief and added, "That's good." With his usual strength, he was afraid that he would bleed, so he was embarrassed.
He tilted his head and asked, "I didn't do anything too much behind me, did I?"
Xie Sui was amused by him, and his tone was lazy: "How do you want to go too far? Well?"
Song Yu: "..."
Xie Sui accepted it when he saw it, and if he kept it up again, he feared that Song Yu would explode again. He restrained his smile and said, "It's gone later, it's just that it's not very safe to sleep."
Song Yu scratched his hair, thinking that he had shared a bed with Xie Sui, he was shy and excited at the same time. Alas, he is indeed broken.
After calming down, he calmly defended himself and said, "Is there? Maybe it's because of the fever and confusion. In fact, I usually sleep well and don't move."
Xie Sui was fluent in kindness: "Well, I'm probably confused, come to my side."
Song Yu let out a sigh of relief.
"However." Xie Sui's words suddenly changed.
Song Yu was slightly stunned.
Looking up, he met Xie Sui's dark eyes and smiled lightly.
Hear the young man jokingly say.
"I found that your waist is quite thin."
Song Yu: "..."
In the end, the first class decided to eat hot pot, and the location was still Linqing Street.
On the way over, Song Yu deliberately slowed down and controlled within three steps, he didn't want to talk to Xie Sui for the time being.
What disturbed him at first was his own teenage worries, but he was taken away by Xie Sui later, and he was inexplicably molested, and now he was even more disturbed.
No, he has to settle this matter and let the artificially retarded 008 stay on the side.
If he doesn't deal with it tonight, he doesn't know how to get along with Xie Sui in the days to come.
It's not his style to keep one thing on his mind all the time.
Song Yu has never liked anyone, and has never confessed, so he can only send a message to Song Wanying.
[Song Yu: Are you free? There is a new development in the matter of my friend.]
Facts have proved that Song Wanying at this point is really free.
The message came back in a few seconds.
[Song Wanying: ? That impatient thing?]
[Song Wanying: Tsk, what a lot of shit.]
[Song Yu:! ! ! My friend is very sad right now]
[Song Wanying: All right, all ears, let’s talk.]
[Song Yu: My friend... It seems that he really likes that person.]
[Song Wanying: Oh]
[Song Yu: …]
A deep sense of frustration came over him.
[Song Yu: Are you not surprised?]
[Song Wanying: If you remove the word "like" and send it together, I may be a little surprised]
[Song Yu: . . . . . . .]
[Song Yu: My friend wants to confess, but I don't know the process]
[Song Wanying: ? Is this still my genius businessman, Mr. Song? You are President Song, can you just look at it on TV? Be overbearing, buy ninety-nine roses with fireworks that shocked the whole city, which woman can refuse]
Song Yu was too lazy to talk to her.
[Song Yu: I think my confession will fail]
[Song Wanying: ? ? ? How is your self-knowledge always in such a strange place.]
Before Song Yu got angry, she hurriedly called again.
[Song Wanying: If the confession fails, then go after it. What a simple matter. No, I remember the last time you asked me, that that person likes you, you don't know how to persuade her not to regard kindness as love. I laughed so hard, and then you persuaded others to go back and planted it yourself? This is genius.]
Simply adding fuel to the fire.
Ask her for a fart.
Song Yu hated his teeth so much that he walked forward, but someone suddenly grabbed his sleeve. He stopped abruptly, looked up to see a telephone pole in front of him, and almost hit it.
There was Xie Sui's calm voice in his ear: "Walking without looking at the road?"
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then raised his head: "Didn't you walk in front?"
Xie Sui: "Wait for you."
His eyes fell on Song Yu's mobile phone chat page.
Song Yu: "!!"
He quickly turned off the screen of his mobile phone and said nonsense: "My sister's menopause came a little early, and she caught me to chat."
Xie Sui didn't know whether to believe it or not, and said with a half-smile, "That's it."
The hot pot restaurant is decorated in antique style, and there are rows of red lanterns hanging in it, which makes people feel warm when looking at it in winter.
The seat they reserved was in the innermost bakery.
When we went in, everyone had already put things into the hot pot.
Seeing them come in, Ma Xiaoding offered a seat and sat next to them, giving them a chance to be next to each other.
After the New Year's Day party ended, the forum became lively again, and a group of audience members commented blindly like an old man.
When people were eating hot pot, they talked about it.
Jiang Chunian held chopsticks: "They said that the New Year's Day party, the most regrettable thing is that Yu Ge and Xie Shen were not able to play."
Xie Sui smiled lightly.
Jiang Chunian said, "Look at the class next door, Liang Zhu, the class's classmates and classmates have all come to power, but our class's grass-roots school tyrant has no such person, alas."
Song Yu was thinking about something, and said casually, "What am I going to play? Cinderella?"
Liang Yingying couldn't help laughing: "I think it's very good! Brother Yu plays Cinderella, with such a good face, the prince is only worthy of Xie God."
Song Yu: "..." Logically speaking, he should refute one sentence at a time.
But after thinking about it, he chose to bow his head and eat silently.
Liang Yingying: "???"
She was ready to meet Brother Yu's ridicule, but Brother Yu just let her go
I took a deep breath in my heart, the power of love is really powerful, and the bar essence can be turned into softness around the fingers.
Ma Xiaoding laughed hahaha: "I knew I couldn't, so the forum opened a building for Brother Yu and wrote him a scene suitable for him."
"I see, I'm Brother Yu called Rebirth." A boy answered: "Chapter 1, I became famous in the forum, Chapter 2, my tablemate is the school grass, Chapter 3, I'm happy on the basketball court Dear Dad, Chapter 4, changed his name to Song Fangchang today."
Song Yu: "..."
"Pfft hahahaha," Jiang Chunian laughed until tears came out: "God."
Ma Xiaoding took the mobile phone and said, "Chapter 5, the epic disaster film, Brother Yu Yuekao, Chapter 6, Tonight's Moon Ranking Massacre Field, Chapter 7, Still don't understand Luobita's love?, Chapter 8, Everyone knew that the grass in Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School was unattainable, and in Chapter 9, until one day, Chapter 10, they found that the walls of No. 1 Middle School were all demolished."
Liang Yingying: "Hahahahahaha."
Ma Xiaoding turned to the back: "Ending the chapter, it's true."
Seeing this, Ma Xiaoding complained: "What the hell is this Sui An'an!"
Another girl looked carefully at Song Yu and Xie Sui, and found that the two parties didn't seem to care much, so she smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just that they messed around. I think these two names are just a match made in heaven."
Made in heaven.
Song Yu's chopsticks twitched. These four words seemed to touch the soul, and they laughed when they inserted it. The hot steam from the hot pot was warm and clear, and it seemed to evoke all the memories along the way.
Song Yu took a deep breath, and as if he was going out, he raised his head and his eyes were bright. Taking advantage of their inconspicuous position, he pulled off Xie Sui's clothes.
Xie Sui tilted her head and looked down at him.
Song Yu approached his ear and whispered, "Go out and talk."
The aisle outside the box was dark, and there was no one coming. A glass window reflects the lights of thousands of houses outside.
Xie Suihao followed behind, watching him keep walking forward, almost to the end, he smiled helplessly and grabbed Song Yu's arm: "Just here, what do you want to say?" I just got stuck, and walked sullenly, regretting and embarrassing, wishing that this road would not stop.
The moment Xie Sui held her back, blood rushed to her brain.
"I..." The darkness couldn't see people clearly, so he allowed himself to blushed and his eyes flickered, feeling a little embarrassed. I cheered myself up in my heart, imagining that I coughed lightly and said, "It's nothing, I just found that I seem to like you a little bit", this kind of words that can be taken and put down calmly. It's just that the darkness also magnifies the five senses, and as soon as he smells the clean and fresh like snow on Xie Sui's body, he is speechless again.
It was at this time that the phone was out of time to think.
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, but found that it was the head teacher's phone call, and answered in a sullen voice: "Hello, teacher."
On Mr. Cheng's side, it was like being strangled, "Song Yu! You hit someone?!"
Song Yu: "..." Mother Qin Mo, the grandson of the turtle, is going to come to harm him when he is in the hospital.
He took a deep breath and said to Lao Cheng, "Don't worry, teacher, I'll explain it to you tomorrow. Now I have something to do. I'm sorry to hang up first."
After speaking, ignoring the pressure from the head teacher, he put down the phone at once.
After a while of silence, Song Yu was interrupted by a phone call and became confused again.
Xie Sui sighed inaudibly and said softly, "Who did you hit?"
Song Yu is very sincere: "Qin Mo."
Speaking of Qin Mo, he thinks of Zhao Ziyu and the so-called soul lover of 008.
Originally, I couldn't speak for a long time, and my disdain for myself reached its peak.
Now even more, all kinds of complex emotions are fermenting in my heart.
Like Yan, he touched his nose and said, "I didn't hit him wrong, he is bad in his bones, but you will meet many people like him in the future."
Such as Zhao Ziyu. He felt sad in an instant, Song Yu was so sad, and he didn't know what the sadness was saying: "Don't pay attention to them, don't believe their sweet words, they are scum."
The brain is dizzy, "their likes are worthless, you don't like them, okay?"
okay? The two words were asked lightly and sadly, cautiously.
Xie Sui stared at him for a long time, but in the end he couldn't help laughing, his laughter was low and provocative.
"If I wait for you to say it, I'm afraid I won't have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse."
Song Yu was taken aback.
Xie Sui, who was leaning against the wall lazily, suddenly stood up. The darkness outlined the boy's figure, creating a sense of suffocating oppression for no reason.
Song Yu's eyes widened slightly, and in the cramped environment, his heartbeat became extraordinarily fast.
Suddenly, I felt a hand wrap my waist around my waist, the palm of my hand was hot and powerful, and an electric shock-like feeling came from there and spread all over my body.
"Why are you asking your sister?" Xie Sui leaned over.
Fireworks exploded in his brain, and Song Yu's eyes were lost.
"Why don't you ask me, and I'll teach you how to express yourself."
Xie Sui chuckled and pushed him against the wall without resisting. Holding his waist, he lowered his head and bit his slightly parted lips in a punishing manner, his voice low and magnetic.
"I don't like them, I only like you."