In a large-scale social death scene such as being caught on the spot for speaking badly, the solution is usually to take the initiative to apologize, explain and coax others as the solution.

However, Song Yan has had a bad temper for so many years, and his ability to self-reflect is not very good. In this case, the first thing he thought of was that Xia Zhiye's circle of friends was positioned as this hotel last night.

So why is Xia Zhiye in the hotel? Did he come to see his good sister again?

Thinking of this, Song Yan lifted his eyelids, his expression and tone were full of cold questions: "Why are you here?"

Xia Zhiye, who wanted to explain, raised his eyebrows slightly.

This little thing secretly went back to Nanwu and other people came to the hotel without telling himself, and was caught by himself as a slanderer. As a result, not only did he not obediently admit his mistake, but he also asked himself so confidently?

It seems really arrogant.

Xia Zhiye narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Yan, as if threatening.

Song Yan still raised her eyelids with a confident look on her face.

Xia Zhiye threatened for three seconds, to no avail, and then chuckled: "Forget it."

Song Yan remained indifferent: "What's the matter?"

Xia Zhiye said lazily: "It's nothing, it's just that something fell on the front desk yesterday, so I'll pick it up today."

"What about your sister?"

"I was picked up by her boyfriend."

"..."

The one who dared to hook up was a married woman.

Song Yan didn't intend to apologize at all.

Sea King, scumbag, very annoying, seven words, clear, clear, all facts.

On the other hand, Shen Jiayan felt a little embarrassed. He poked his finger behind the two and said, "Well, this, that, that is..."

He wanted to apologize but didn't know where to start, and seeing Song Yan's posture didn't seem to intend to apologize to the other party, he felt a little overwhelmed for a while.

Fortunately, Xia Zhiye seemed to finally see him: "Who is this?"

"Oh, hello, my name is Shen Jiayan, Xiaoyan's childhood sweetheart." Shen Jiayan took two steps forward and took Song Yan's arm.

The boy is not tall, with milky white appearance, delicate facial features, a small curly hair, and the puppy's eyes are blinking.

Song Yan, who doesn't have a stinky face at all, is cute.

Xia Zhiye lowered his eyes and looked at the arm that was holding Song Yan for three seconds, and came to the conclusion that his butt was tilted to the Pacific Ocean.

"A childhood sweetheart?"

He asked back.

Shen Jiayan pondered for a while: "Or... a bamboo horse and a bamboo horse? Anyway, it's like wearing a pair of pants and sleeping on a bed since I was a child."

It turned out that this student Song Daxi, who always refused to stay thousands of miles away, slept in the same bed with other men.

And it looks like he's going to sleep in a bed tonight.

He also said that no one likes himself, and some people know how to act like a spoiled child when they are really drunk.

Xia Zhiye glanced at the luggage in Song Yan's hand and asked, "Aren't you going back at night?"

Song Yan replied indifferently, "Yes."

Since Song Yanxi's words were like gold, Shen Jiayan quickly explained: "I'm not familiar with Nanwu, so I want Xiaoyan to show me around."

Xia Zhiye nodded to show his understanding, and then retorted, "But he's not familiar with him either."

Shen Jiayan: "?"

"He's at school every day and doesn't have time to go out. If you need me, I can be your guide."

Xia Zhiye's voice is very nice, and his smile is also very attractive. After breaking through them and speaking badly, not only did he not get angry, but he also offered to help. He was simply kind-hearted.

Shen Jiayan's favorability rose slowly, and just as he was about to say "Okay, okay", Song Yan's indifferent eyes killed him, so when the words came to his lips, they turned into a cautious sentence: "Xiaoyan, what do you think?"

Xiaoyan doesn't want to think.

Carrying the suitcase, he walked to the front desk without looking back.

Shen Jiayan felt that Song Yan didn't like Xia Zhiye's words, so he couldn't force it, so he had to give up.

Just as he was about to trot to keep up, when he passed Xia Zhiye, he heard three words floating above his head: "Little Milkberry?"

Shen Jiayan stood on the spot as if struck by lightning.

After three seconds, he raised his head stiffly with a look of horror: "How do you know? Did you monitor Xiaoyan?"

"..."

Rao is that Xia Zhiye's own brain circuit is special enough, and he can't keep up with Shen Jiayan's thinking span.

I originally wanted to make up some nonsense, but from the intelligence quotient shown by this little classmate, he may believe whatever he made up, so he couldn't bear it, just calmly reminded: "Besides my friend who opened the black last night, only Little milkberry."

Shen Jiayan: "..."

Then he remembered what a lot of bullshit he had just said.

"But don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you." Xia Zhiye smiled very kindly.

Shen Jiayan was suspicious: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. I believe in the character of Song Yan's friends, and I believe in and respect each person's own unique hobbies or unavoidable difficulties, so if you don't want to say it, I will keep it a secret for you, don't worry." Xia Edano's voice was low and gentle, and his expression was serious and sincere.

Hearing it in Shen Jiayan's ears, he felt that the words were so heartfelt and very touching, and a wave of enthusiasm rushed to the corner of his heart on the spot, and he choked: "You are so nice."

Xia Zhiye nodded: "Yeah, I also think that I'm such a nice person. It's a pity... alas."

Xia Zhiye lowered his head and sighed, drooping his dense eyelashes, and his light-colored eyes concealed the pain of youth in QQ space.

Seeing Shen Jiayan's heart tightening: "What a pity?"

"Unfortunately, Song Yan has misunderstood me and doesn't like me. He always thinks that I have a lot of girlfriends and I'm a scumbag, but I've never been in a relationship, and I don't know where he heard the rumors. I wanted to find someone else. I had the opportunity to explain it to him well, but he didn't want to talk to me at all."

Xia Zhiye's tone was full of shallow helplessness and sadness.

Shen Jiayan felt guilty, sympathetic and sad for a while.

After all, he seemed to know where Song Yan's misunderstanding of Xia Zhiye came from.

If Xia Zhiye is really not a sea king scumbag, is it because the information he checked is wrong?

Thinking about it, Shen Jiayan looked up at Xia Zhiye.

He is indeed tall, but he is tall and thin, handsome and clean, has a good temper, is gentle and considerate, and is willing to keep secrets for him. How could such a person be a scumbag?

I must have misunderstood him before.

To untie the bell, you must also tie the bell, and the pot must be carried by yourself.

Shen Jiayan immediately patted his chest: "Don't worry, this matter is covered by me! If Xiaoyan doesn't like you, I won't leave!"

Xia Zhiye smiled like an old fox about to steal a chicken: "Then it's hard work, classmate Xiao Shen."

Shen Jiayan had already prepared for a stalker, but as soon as he asked Xia Zhiye to be with them at night, Song Yan replied coldly, "As you wish."

When did Song Yan become so good at talking?

Shen Jiayan faintly felt that something was wrong, but her intelligence did not support finding out what was wrong, so she gave up thinking and packed her things happily and went out.

On a rare night without rain, the night market built along the river, the river winds slowly, the lights are brilliant, and the air is filled with the smell of hot pot base.

Shen Jiayan felt strange everywhere.

Walking and walking, as soon as he turned around, he saw Xia Zhiye was smiling and saying something to Song Yan, but Song Yan just slapped the paw that he had just put on his shoulder with a cold face.

Hit hard.

Still very skilled.

It seems that Xiaoyan really doesn't like his roommate very much.

But Shen Jiayan felt that this was not good. After all, it was rare to meet someone in a foreign country who could endure Song's disgusting temper.

Moreover, this handsome man named Xia Zhiye is not only not as ferocious as the legend, but he is very talkative, loyal, and very annoying. He feels like a very reliable person.

Therefore, in order to prevent Song Yan from living alone in Nanwu for two years, and also to make up for the mistakes he had committed, Shen Jiayan felt that it was urgent to help Song Yan ease the relationship between him and Xia Zhiye.

Thinking about it, Shen Jiayan greeted: "Xiaoyan, there are people who sell wishing bracelets here, let's buy one each, and make a lot of money."

The so-called wishing bracelet is an ordinary bead bracelet, and then choose a bead, and let the craftsman engrave small characters on the inside that are difficult to see without a magnifying glass, which is a wish.

The shop is next to a Bodhisattva Cave by the riverside. It is said that the beads are all blooming. When various Internet celebrities come to play here, they recommend it, and this store has become an Internet celebrity shop.

The rising price is basically just cheating tourists and elementary school students out of money, which is not much worse than the IQ tax.

Song Yan was not interested.

Shen Jiayan dragged him and acted like a spoiled child: "Aiya, Xiaoyan, everyone has come, just buy one for each person, okay?"

Shen Jiayan is a real person with a lot of money and a lot of money. He is also very good at pestering people. He wants to talk about anything until his ears become calloused.

In the past, when Song Yan encountered such a situation, Song Yan was usually too lazy to take care of him.

But this time Xia Zhiye was there.

For Song Yan and Shen Jiayan, a string of a few hundred dollars was easy, but it might be a big burden for Xia Zhiye.

If Xia Zhiye or Shen Jiayan pays to entertain guests, Xia Zhiye's character will definitely not accept it. If Xia Zhiye doesn't buy it alone, Shen Jiayan's fool will ask more questions, which will inevitably be embarrassing.

So Song Yan said coldly, "I'm not interested."

Ready to go.

However, Xia Zhiye leaned on Song Yan's shoulder and said lazily to Shen Jiayan, "The light green ones next to you are more suitable for you."

"Really?" Shen Jiayan happily tried the green bracelet, "Really."

The shop owner who sold the bracelets saw the appearance of the three of them, and quickly judged the situation, and smiled at Shen Jiayan: "The little classmates are cute and look good in light green, and the two male students look good in our obsidian, and this There are only the last two strings left, we will do activities, buy one get one free."

Sellers who can receive so much IQ tax in a place like this have some insight.

The light green one is fresh and playful, suitable for Shen Jiayan.

This obsidian does not have any extra decoration, but one of the strings is strung with a dark blue moonstone in the middle, and the other string is decorated with light pink, which is a little softer in the cold feeling, simple and neat, and the color is good.

The main thing is buy one get one free.

In this way, buying a bunch by myself and giving the bunch to Xia Zhiye can not only fulfill Shen Jiayan's wish and save him any more pressure, but also naturally don't need Xia Zhiye to give money, which can resolve a lot of embarrassment.

So Song Yan asked directly, "How much?"

The store owner replied: "688."

Song Yan opened Alipay, scanned the code, took the bracelet from the store, and shoved the pink moonstone into Xia Zhiye's hand with an indifferent face.

Xia Zhiye raised his eyebrows slightly to show an inquiry.

Song Yan drooped his eyelids and put the string on his wrist bone: "If you don't buy one, that fool will be able to talk about it until tomorrow."

Xia Zhiye thinks that buying bracelets is not a problem. After all, there is not much money, so it is normal to come out to play and buy a lottery.

But why are there so many styles in the store, you just choose this one without choosing?

In terms of Young Master Song's pickiness, he wouldn't be so perfunctory, and he wouldn't be greedy for such a buy-one-get-one-free bargain.

Could it be that……

Does Song Yan want to bring the same bracelet as him?

When this idea came up, Xia Zhiye smiled silently, put on his own string, and then grabbed Song Yan's wrist bone loosely, his arms staggered in the moonlight: "Yes, it's pretty good-looking."

The young man's arms are slender, his wrist bones are piercing, and the black stone exudes a cold and hard luster, which makes his complexion even colder and whiter. Even the two moonstones, one blue and one pink, are soft and just right.

I have to say, it's really eye-catching.

It's just that Shen Jiayan looked at the two big men, and then looked back at the label "Couple Bracelet, Hundred Years of Love" written on the original position of the bracelet on the counter. For a moment, I didn't know that there was a sentence that should be said inappropriately. Speaking - what he wants to recommend is actually the brother model he just saw.

After a brief hesitation, he finally decided not to speak.

After all, his purpose is to ease the relationship between the two. Now that they are so happy, what kind of a century-old relationship is not a relationship?

What is the difference between a couple bracelet and a brother bracelet?

no.

So everyone is happy.

Shen Jiayan felt very proud to think that he had done a little bit to ease the relationship between Song Yan and Xia Zhiye.

After buying the bracelets, Xia Zhiye and Song Yan had nothing to wish for, so the three of them decided to go to dinner first.

Xia Zhiye took them to an open-air hot pot restaurant.

The hot pot restaurant is open by the river, the table is placed in the yard, the decoration is antique, the fake lanterns are lit around, and the night sky is thousands of miles when you look up.

Shen Jiayan was very satisfied.

The three of them chose a seat by the river and sat down.

Xia Zhiye picked out the dishes that Song Yan liked to eat on the menu, and handed them to them: "What do you want to eat, I'll treat you."

Song Yan took the menu without looking up: "AA."

"What? We're tired of bro, this is to settle the account of the brothers?" Xia Zhiye tapped the table with his right hand, and the beads on the wrist bone made a light sound, as if to imply something.

Song Yan: "..."

never mind.

Xia Zhiye was not someone who would take advantage of others, so after receiving the bracelet, he must have invited guests back.

And in front of Shen Jiayan, he couldn't directly say that he was worried about Xia Zhiye's lack of money, so he could only ask him to invite him first, and then find a way to make it up later.

Song Yan thought about it, stopped talking, and lowered her head to order food.

Shen Jiayan, who was beside him, leaned over his head, saw a plate of 298 deep-sea shrimp, and wanted to order it, but Song Yan grabbed the ballpoint pen and stamped it on the back of his hand.

Shen Jiayan grabbed the back of his hand and sucked in a breath of cold air, almost aggrieved: "Xiaoyan, why are you beating me!"

Song Yan didn't change his face: "I'm allergic to seafood."

Shen Jiayan: "?"

He had known Song Yan for more than ten years, how could he never know that Song Yan was allergic to seafood? And didn't Song Yan eat their three hairy crabs just yesterday? Why did you suddenly have allergies?

With his stupefied effort, Song Yan quickly ordered a few vegetarian dishes and relatively cheap meat dishes, and then handed the menu back to the waiter.

The waiter scanned the menu: "Do you need any more drinks?"

Shen Jiayan finally recovered: "Oh, here's a cup..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Song Yan: "No need, plain water will do."

Shen Jiayan said again: "?"

Song Yan still didn't change his face, his face was calm: "Shen Jiayan and I don't drink carbonated drinks, nor do we like sweets."

Hearing what he said, Xia Zhiye didn't think too much: "Okay, let's do this first, if it's not enough, add more."

The waiter turned and left.

Shen Jiayan, who has loved the happy water of the fat house all his life: "?"

What happened?

When Song Yan went to a restaurant to eat, he didn't order the most expensive items on the menu from top to bottom? Don't order drinks and only drink boiled water in the kettle? Is this still Song Yan? Is the world about to collapse?

He looked at Song Yan seriously: "Yan'er, is your family going bankrupt?"

Song Yan looked at him calmly: "Are you going to use your brain to wash your brain?"

"..."

Okay, Song Yan is still the same Song Yan.

So what went wrong?

Shen Jiayan, who was born with a smooth brain, couldn't figure it out after thinking about it.

Song Yan looked at his distressed expression, and knew that he had encountered a problem of the century that exceeded his brain's load, but he was not interested in preaching and getting rid of doubts, just stood up and said, "I'll go to the bathroom."

Shen Jiayan quickly forgot things, and after hearing what he said, he also stood up and said, "Then I'll go get the small ingredients."

The place where the small ingredients are placed is close to the kitchen, on the far left of the yard, and the bathroom is on the far right of the yard. After bypassing a small artificial rockery and pavilions, the two parted ways.

Then Shen Jiayan asked the way twice before finally touching the place.

"The design of your courtyard is too complicated, it's like a maze, but it's really nice." Shen Jiayan chatted with the waiter next to him while choosing the small ingredients.

The waiter replied with a smile, "It's not really interesting for us to watch it during the day. The main thing is that when it's dark at night, when the lights are turned on, it looks particularly beautiful when reflected in the water."

"This is true." Shen Jiayan nodded, looking at the dazzling array of small food tables for a long time and couldn't start, and asked, "Then do you have any small food recommendations here?"

"Oh, yes." The waiter handed him a small plate, "This pickled cabbage and pepper sauce is made by our shop..."

"what!!!"

Before the words were finished, there was a sound of "pop", and the entire riverside fell into darkness, and the whole world was suddenly filled with panicked screams and exclamations.

Shen Jiayan was timid, and grabbed the waiter's arm directly, his voice soaring like a dolphin.

The waiter, who was not frightened by the power outage, was very frightened by his grab: "Ow—it hurts, little classmate, take it easy."

Not only did Shen Jiayan not lightly press it, but he gripped it even tighter, and asked in a trembling voice, "Has it been haunted? Is it haunted?"

"It's alright, it should be a power outage. Recently, the circuit here is aging and repaired, and the load is heavy. Basically, it will come once a week, and it will be fine in a few minutes."

Shen Jiayan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, it scared me to death."

The waiter reassured: "You are lucky. If you encounter a power outage in the toilet, you will be unlucky."

Shen Jiayan made up his mind: "That's true, ghost stories usually happen in the toilet..."

etc.

bathroom? !

fuck! Song Yan seems to be still in the toilet!

Thinking of this, Shen Jiayan was no longer afraid, and his voice stopped shaking. He grabbed the waiter and asked, "Where is the toilet?"

The waiter pointed in a direction: "Keep on the right and go straight around the rockery. But it's actually a bit far away, so why don't you wait for the call..."

"can not wait anymore!"

After Shen Jiayan hurriedly threw a sentence, he turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and hurried to the bathroom with the pickled cabbage dish in his hand.

Song Yan had a psychological shadow when she was a child. She couldn't stay alone in a dark, confined space. In severe cases, she would go into paralysis and shock.

The more Shen Jiayan thought about it, the more anxious it became, for fear that something would happen to Song Yan.

However, when he finally walked around in a big circle, found the bathroom, and kicked the door open, he was stunned at the door.

The imagined scene where Song Yan was curled up alone in the corner, shivering and desperately needed a warm and firm hug from him, didn't appear.

Because Song Yan has already been hugged by another person.

Song Yan, who has always resisted close contact when claustrophobia strikes, especially rejects others, is now lying in Xia Zhiye's arms.

His forehead rested on Xia Zhiye's shoulders, his hands tightly grasped the clothes on Xia Zhiye's waist, and he hunched over, his abruptly thin shoulder blades heaving especially violently due to the big mouthfuls of breathing.

Xia Zhiye wrapped his arms around his waist and patted his back lightly with the other.

The bracelets of the same style in their hands reflected a flowing luster under the light of Shen Jiayan's mobile phone, shining brightly, but no one looked back at him.

It was as if there was an invisible barrier that only belonged to the two of them, shrouding them, and others could not see, touch, or enter it.

The scene was a little too harmonious.

So much so that Shen Jiayan stood at the door, holding a mobile phone in one hand to light them up, and holding a small dish with nowhere to put it in the other, and suddenly felt like a fish with pickled cabbage.

The author has something to say: Xiao Shen: I, Shen Jiayan, are sour, vegetables, and superfluous.

Xiao Xia: I, Xia Zhiye, my wife bought me a couple bracelet, he must love me very much

Xiao Song: I, Song Yan, are tired of playing with a fool and a poor person.