silence.

solidification.

Dead silence.

After the door was closed, the two remained motionless, one sitting on the sofa and the other sitting across each other's legs.

It seems that as long as they don't move, the embarrassment of social death can be sealed in this room forever.

Until Xia Zhiye raised his eyebrows, he tentatively asked two words: "Continue?"

Song Yancai slapped Xia Zhiye's hand on his waist with a slap: "Go on!"

With a cold face, he tried to get up from Xia Zhiye's body, but because he was wearing gloves and ointment on his hands, it was inconvenient to support him because he was afraid of soiling the sofa.

Halfway through the climb, the center of gravity was unstable, and before he could stabilize, he fell back onto Xia Zhiye's legs, and his body hit his chest.

Xia Zhiye tried to help him, but Song Yan opened his hand with another slap, and said viciously, "Don't touch Lao Tzu."

Gee, what a great temper.

Anyway, it's not that I'm at a loss if I can't get up.

So Xia Zhiye just sat on the sofa in his spare time, watching Song Yan struggling on his lap.

However, it soon became easier to get up.

After all, the two big men were sitting face to face at such a close distance, and one of them was still wriggling around restlessly, so it was inevitable that they would encounter some strange places.

When Song Yan got up and fell back for the third time, Xia Zhiye turned his head away, put his fist under the tip of his nose and coughed dryly.

As soon as he coughed, Song Yan, who had been concentrating on getting up, seemed to realize something, and after a moment of stiffness, he scolded "Fuck" in a low voice.

He didn't care whether he would soil the sofa, he propped his right hand aside, jumped up quickly, picked up the ointment, and threw it into Xia Zhiye's arms: "Apply it yourself."

After he finished speaking, he hurried out.

Busy enough to even turn around.

Looking at someone with the same hands and feet, Xia Zhiye held back his laughter and asked, "Are you going to have Shang Huai's supper tonight?"

"Let him buy a plane ticket and leave in two days. He won't go tonight." Song Yanqiang pretended to calm down and dropped the answer, then quickly fled the crime scene.

Xia Zhiye looked at the back of someone fleeing, but couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips.

Then he lay back on the sofa and let out a long sigh. It turned out that it was true that the hormone secretion of adolescents in the physiological hygiene class was exceptionally strong.

But why does it feel like he is the only one flourishing?

He looked like some shameless hooligan.

Song Yan walked out of the room and closed the door. He just wanted to slow down, but when he tilted his head, he saw an unknown thing lurking in the corner of the dark living room. He was so frightened that he almost kicked it.

When he turned on the light and recognized that it was Shen Jiayan, he breathed a sigh of relief: "What kind of monster are you doing?"

Shen Jiayan curled up beside the sofa, hugging her knees, her eyes were dull, and she couldn't love: "I saw something I shouldn't have seen. I'm not that innocent and innocent boy anymore, I'm dirty."

"..."

Song Yan wanted to pack his innocent and innocent boy directly to Beijing with SF Express express.

But for the sake of his own image, he still suppressed the violent impulse in his body and explained patiently: "It's not what you see."

Shen Jiayan nodded: "Well, needless to say, I understand."

Song Yan raised her eyebrows: "What do you understand?"

"Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you, and you should pay attention to your own safety."

"..."

You know shit.

Song Yan exhausted her life's training to hold back Shen Jiayan from the balcony. She lowered her head and pinched between her eyebrows: "Don't be full of yellow waste, it's because Xia Zhiye is allergic, I applied medicine to him, and then accidentally slipped Just a moment."

Shen Jiayan: "Oh"

In a short word, it fully expresses the meaning of "you can say whatever you want and you are happy, but the truth is in the heart".

"..."

Song Yan felt that he couldn't communicate with the fool.

He simply gave up and asked directly, "Is there anything you want to do with us?"

Otherwise, they wouldn't suddenly open their door at night.

When he asked, Shen Jiayan recovered from the shock and remembered the business: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot, I just wanted to ask about that sexy and beautiful male high school student."

"Shang Huai?" Song Yan reacted a little, before realizing who the sexy and beautiful male high school student was, "He has something to do with you?"

"Did I directly ask him to place an order for 200 rounds before, and I paid all the money, but now there are more than 100 rounds left, and he suddenly told me that he can no longer play the game in the future, and transferred my order to that person. A cute and beautiful male high school student, ask me if I agree."

"You don't agree."

"That's not true. It's the same for anyone who plays with me, as long as they can bring me to the top. I'm mainly worried about whether something has happened to him. When I asked him, I thought that you are not classmates, do you know something, and it happened that the door of your room was not closed, so..."

So accidentally saw such a dirty scene.

Shen Jiayan hugged herself, who was already dirty, in distress, and did not dare to speak any more.

Song Yan was so powerless that he didn't want to beat him, so he said blankly, "Stop your dirty thoughts. Shang Huai is fine, he just passed a singer's audition and is going to Beijing for an interview. I guess he won't have time to play later. ."

"Oh, that's good." Shen Jiayan breathed a sigh of relief and asked again, "How about that cute and beautiful male high school student?"

The intersection of Song Yan, Shang Huai and Zhou Ziqiu is basically limited to Xia Zhiye, so it is not familiar to say that they are familiar, so I can only make a rough judgment based on the usual contact and the experience of opening a few times: "Maybe his personality is not as good as Shang Huai's. Well, I don't talk too much, but the people should be good, and the game skills should be better."

"Okay. Then I wish your classmate a smooth interview."

After Shen Jiayan finished speaking, she continued to hold herself motionless.

Song Yan took a deep breath: "Want to die?"

Shen Jiayan immediately jumped in place and bounced off the floor, and rushed back to the room. Before closing the door, he suddenly remembered something, raised his head, and said to Song Yan mysteriously, "Remember to check WeChat before going to bed."

After he finished speaking, he quickly closed the door, and with a "click", he locked it from the inside to avoid future troubles.

Song Yan: "..."

He always felt that Shen Jiayan didn't send him anything good.

Sure enough, took out phone and opened it up:

[Sweet little milk berry in the world]: Link: "The Harm of Excessive Indulgence in Teenagers"

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: Link: "Learn the correct protective measures with me"

[Sweet little milk berry in the world]: Link: "This will make you more comfortable"

[]Sweet little milkberry in the world]: link:  …

finally.

[The most sweet little milkberry in the world]: Brother, take care, Xia Zhiye is in good shape [rainbow/emoji]

Song Yan: "..."

If possible, he really wanted to have never brought Shen Jiayan to Nanwu.

And Xia Zhiye's figure is not bad, doesn't he just have abdominal muscles and mermaid lines?

Song Yan seriously recalled, and felt that it was actually normal.

The next day's dinner was chosen in the small courtyard of Zaijiuxiang.

Grandma Liu personally cooked a large table of meals. Shang Huai carried two large pots of bullfrogs and a box of drinks and put them on the table. The farewell banquet was officially started.

Shang Huai poured himself a full glass of Coke and bowed in front of Song Yan: "The first cup, to my father, classmate Song Yan."

Song Yan: "..."

If he remembered correctly, Shang Huai's father was Xia Zhiye a day ago.

Shang Huai was very good at talking: "Hey, it's a family anyway, no matter who is a father. I want to thank you for your generosity and help this time."

After he finished speaking, he suffocated a glass of happy water from the fat house in one breath, and sighed: "Brother Xian, to be honest, at first I couldn't figure out why Master Xia was so nice to you, I felt that you are very cold and picky. Specially pretending to be coercive, especially inhumane, especially..."

In the middle of the "special", he bumped into Song Yan's murderous ice cube face, swallowed it, and immediately said a righteous "but", and then the words changed.

"But I know now that I was wrong. We are not only handsome, good grades, rich at home, but also very kind and loyal. He is definitely a friend among friends. Whenever you need it in the future, let me know and use the knife. Under the fire, it is my duty! I will pay back the money as soon as possible, I wish you and Brother Ye…”

"?"

"Hundred years of harmony."

"..."

Before Song Yan poked the chopsticks directly into Shang Huai's throat, Xia Zhiye raised his leg and kicked him: "What nonsense are you talking about."

Shang Huai hid, and said with a hilarious smile, "Just kidding, if our wild brother is really bent, what will we do with our school beauties?"

"School flower?" Shen Jiayan became excited when she heard the word.

It's rare for anyone to join in, and Shang Huai doesn't think it's a big deal to eat melons: "Just our school flower, she's so beautiful, she's been chasing our wild brother for a whole year."

How could he not know this.

Song Yan lifted Qi Qi's eyelids, and Xia Zhiye hurriedly gave him a chopstick dish: "Don't listen to his nonsense, just a senior in the third year of high school. Usually, she likes to joke around."

"It's nothing to do with me, anyway, your forty or so girlfriends are not bad for this one." Song Yan put aside Xia Zhiye's dish with a blank expression.

Xia Zhiye: "..."

Shen Jiayan: "..."

Shang Huai: "..."

"Well, can I ask, where did you know that Xia Ye has more than forty girlfriends?" Shang Huai tentatively asked.

Song Yan glanced at Shen Jiayan.

Shen Jiayan ducked back with a guilty conscience.

Song Yan glanced again, Shen Jiayan hid again.

Glancing again, hiding again.

Glancing again, then...

bar-

Shen Jiayan slid off the chair, but fortunately, Zhou Ziqiu next to him quickly picked him up.

Shen Jiayan hurriedly said to the boy in a black sweater next to him, "Thank you, thank you."

Then he looked at Song Yan with a guilty conscience: "That...it's all rumors...there may be some lack of authenticity."

"Something?" Shang Huai clicked his tongue twice, "You can use this word a little more boldly, it's more than just a few words, it's just a random fabrication, our Master Xia is a famous straight man of steel, not close to women, does not recognize six relatives, and has a single mother and child. . Do you know what he once did?"

Shen Jiayan: "What?"

"When we were in the third year of junior high school, a class flower finally summoned the courage to confess to Xia Ye. As a result, he glanced at other people's math papers and said that he couldn't fall in love with someone whose grades were half his own. Hua was so angry that she signed up for a math cram school on the spot."

"and then?"

"Then on the day when the senior high school entrance examination was over, she brought a lot of gifts and her parents blocked Xia Ye at the door of the classroom."

"Marriage by force?"

"No, it's because she stopped dressing up after being stimulated, stopped watching idol dramas, and stopped falling in love, so she studied hard, insisted on fighting for a breath, and finally got into the best high school in our city. Her parents were moved. I gave Master Xia a pennant."

"What did you write?"

"Encouraging Learning."

Shen Jiayan: "..."

Song Yan: "..."

The development of things turned out to be so unexpected.

Shang Huai recalled the past, but he was still in the mood: "I have never seen a man as incomprehensible as Mr. Xia in my life. He has lost his face, legs, and abdominal muscles. If I had this condition, would I be worried about not being able to fall in love early?"

Shen Jiayan patted his shoulder and reassured: "It's okay, when you become popular in the future, you will definitely meet girls who appreciate your talent."

"Can't she admire my face?"

"..."

Shen Jiayan silently retracted his hand, picked up the coke, took a sip, and pretended not to hear this sentence.

The silence speaks.

Shang Huai was very hurt and sighed: "So it's better to have online dating, look at my little milkberry..."

"Cough-cough" Shen Jiayan choked on the word, and before he could slow down, he asked in a loud voice, "Who is dating you online!"

"Why are you so excited?" Shang Huai was a little puzzled, but he didn't think much about it, "It's true that there is no online dating yet, but I believe that as long as I persevere, it will be possible, but unfortunately I have to work on my career now, so I can only Entrust the little milkberry to my brother for the time being."

Then he looked at Zhou Ziqiu: "You can't bully your friend's wife, you have to be measured, do you understand?"

Zhou Ziqiu didn't bother to talk to him: "I'm not interested in the kind of girl who can't talk well."

Shen Jiayan: "..."

You can't talk well, you can't swear, you're a girl.

Xia Zhiye finally picked a plump bullfrog leg from the pot, pinched it to Song Yan, and smiled by the way, "What if it's a man."

Zhou Ziqiu raised his eyebrows: "Just that name, that voice, that tone, could it be a man?"

"It's hard to say. On the surface, it's called Xiao Tiantian, but it may actually be a little brother..."

"Cough cough cough-"

Xia Zhiye originally wanted to tease Shen Jiayan in revenge for being slandered as a sea king, but Song Yan, who had been eating bullfrogs, suddenly choked, lowered his head and coughed violently.

Xia Zhiye hurriedly handed him a glass of water and patted his back: "Eat slowly, no one will rob you."

"That's right, there are too many." Shang Huai stretched out his chopsticks and smashed into the basin, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Hey, that's not right! I ordered eight bullfrogs, why are they gone!"

Zhou Ziqiu clicked his chopsticks and motioned him to look at the pile of bones and bones in front of Song Yan: "Xia Zhiye picked them all here."

"That's not right. Based on my years of experience in eating frogs, there are absolutely no eight." Shang Huai didn't believe in evil, he broke off the pair of male chopsticks again, and picked up the bones one by one and put them together.

Skilled and focused.

Soon, he patted the table: "Look, I ordered eight bullfrogs, and now I have 10 backs, but only 16 legs! Where are the other 16 legs! This business is so abominable! I want to take photos for proof , talk to him about it!"

Shang Huai's face was filled with righteous indignation, as if he had been humiliated.

So that Shen Jiayan didn't understand it too much: "As for it, isn't it just a few bullfrogs, if it's not enough to eat, just order two more."

"It's not about enough food, it's cheating, it's dishonesty, it's a matter of principle. If you don't believe me, ask Master Xia, if someone deliberately deceives him, don't even have to do it as a friend."

Shen Jiayan turned to look at Xia Zhiye.

Song Yan, who just got up after coughing and was about to take a sip to moisten his throat, stopped unconsciously when he heard this, and seemed to be holding his breath waiting for Xia Zhiye's answer.

And Xia Zhiye was peeling a mint for Song Yan, and replied casually: "Indeed. Especially men and women cheating online dating, it's too much."

Shen Jiayan: "..."

Song Yan: "..."

Shen Jiayan was convinced that Xia Zhiye was connoting himself, and he dared not speak with anger on his face.

And Song Yan just put down the cup silently.

Anyway, he never said that he was a girl, as long as he didn't lie to Xia Zhiye about online dating, it shouldn't be called a lie.

After all, who said that "a rich woman with a lot of money and beauty] must be a girl?"

He, Song Yan, was frank.

The author has something to say: You don't lie to him in online dating, but he will lie to you in online dating!

Chapter 28 Teenage Osmanthus flowers in October are almost gone. The ground is covered in fine pieces, wet by the autumn rain that falls at night, and embedded in the cement floor of the yard, still offering the last fragrance.

In the end, the sixteen bullfrog legs that were missing did not go to the store to settle accounts. In Shang Huai's words, he should save some character for his pursuit of his dreams.

After laughing and playing, the five people moved five chairs and sat in a row under the eaves, watching the most common rainy night in Nanwu.

"Tell me, can I go to Beijing this time?" The gag faded, and Shang Huai's smile became more melancholy, "Why do I always think I can't, I'm not as handsome as Xia Ye, and I'm not as tall as Zhou Ziqiu. Gao, I can't do anything except sing some songs, I always feel that going to Beijing is a waste of time."

Song Yan can't comfort people or lie with her conscience, so she can only choose silence.

On the contrary, Xia Zhiye was leaning on the back of the bamboo chair, with two long legs supported, and his tone was sloppy and meaningless: "No, no, no, it's a big deal to go to the *** square and walk around it as a day trip to Beijing, anyway, there will be opportunities in the future."

A simple sentence, but the most extravagant.

Only teenagers dare to think so arrogantly that the days are still long, there are still many opportunities, and some dreams also have time to come true.

Although many times they seem so helpless and powerless in the face of the obstacles brought by the world, youth and arrogance are the most extravagant capital they can always use against the adult world.

That's why Shang Huai vowed to say at that time, "Yes! Not this time, there will be another time! Anyway, I will definitely become the most popular singer in the future!"

Shen Jiayan also firmly believes: "I will definitely be able to build the most powerful game team in the future!"

Even Zhou Ziqiu thinks it is not impossible for him to be the best game designer in the world.

"Speaking of this, what is your dream, Master Xia? I have never heard of you for so many years." Shang Huai tilted his head to look at Xia Zhiye next to him.

Xia Zhiye didn't think much about it: "World peace."

"..."

Seeing that everyone seemed to disbelieve, Xia Zhiye added slowly: "I mean it. I didn't really lack or want anything from childhood to adulthood. If I have to say something about my dream, it's world peace. At least you can live longer."

That said, it fits Xia Zhiye's character very well.

"Brother, what about you?"

Shang Huai asked again.

Song Yan calmly spit out four words: "The champion of the college entrance examination."

"..."

It is obviously the most realistic wish, but for some reason, it sounds more outrageous than world peace.

After all, few people would say that my dream is to be the first in every exam, and my dream is to be the champion of the college entrance examination, because in the opinion of most people, the so-called studying for exams is just a forced life process, not what they really want desired result.

Shang Huai felt that Song Yan might have misunderstood the meaning of this "dream", so he tentatively guided: "Apart from this, is there any longer term?"

Song Yan did not hesitate: "No more."

Everyone: "..."

Shang Huai didn't give up: "You don't want to be a scientist, astronaut, inventor or something?"

Song Yan looked at him sideways, as if looking at a mentally retarded who had not graduated from elementary school.

Shang Huai: "..."

alright.

Maybe the handsome rich second-generation scholar is different from others.

"Anyway, I hope everyone's dreams can come true!" Shang Huai didn't bother to care so much, so he held up his beer and shouted.

Shen Jiayan immediately raised his Weiyi Soybean Milk with great respect: "Yes! Our dreams can all come true!"

Zhou Ziqiu laughed and scolded "idiot", and then lifted the cold beer in his hand loosely.

Song Yan really couldn't do such a stupid thing, so Xia Zhiye took his coke and gently touched the edge of the can in his hand, laughing lazily and indulgently: "I hope our family Song Daxi's dream will also come true. It can be realized as soon as possible, and then I will be second, and I will just be the man behind the top student in the college entrance examination."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Huai next door was immediately dissatisfied: "Master Xia, you are partial! I want to bless you too!"

"You want a fart blessing."

"I want it, I want it, and I want everything others have." Shang Huai shamelessly wrapped around and hugged Xia Zhiye's thigh.

Xia Zhiye kicked him with a smile: "Go away."

"Don't get out. Bless you. You are partial, humming..."

"Go away, don't be disgusting."

"Don't go, don't go, don't go."

"Fuck, Shang Huai, I hit someone."

The naivety of the teenage boys is always unimaginable. The quarrel was noisy and frolicsome, and the noise caused other people in the alley to open the door and scold.

Song Yan scolded that they were all idiots, but in the end she couldn't help but raised her head and took a sip of her drink to hide the corners of her lips.

Later, Song Yan thought that his life as a lonely and lonely man had gone in a completely different direction from this alley.

Just because he turned into a yard that shouldn't be turned into, met a person who was different from everyone else, and was taken into the hustle and bustle.

It made his dull boyhood come alive from now on.

It's not that in the memories of the next many years, there is only the same silence and loneliness as in the past ten years.

Want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus with wine.

Song Yan felt that this alley really had a good name.

On the day Shen Jiayan and Shang Huai were sent away, it rained heavily in Nanwu, and the temperature dropped overnight.

Shen Jiayan took Xia Zhiye's hand and talked for a long time, almost endlessly, and finally Song Yan couldn't hold back, kicked him into the security check, and then it was over.

These two people have known each other for a few days, and there is so much to talk about.

Song Yan thought about it, turned around and walked out of the airport lobby with a blank face.

As soon as he went out, the cold wind came in his face, and through the thin sweater, a layer of goosebumps appeared on Song Yan's back, and he couldn't help shivering.

Fortunately, in the next second, the familiar warm body temperature was posted.

Xia Zhiye put his arms around Song Yan's shoulder from behind, and said lazily, "Why are you being so fierce to Shen Jiayan? They are telling me to take good care of you."

Song Yan put her hands in her pockets and said angrily, "I use you to take care of me?"

"Why not? Don't you think I'm using my stalwart body to shield you from the wind and rain?"

"Go to your uncle."

Song Yan bent his elbows back, trying to push away Xia Zhiye, but Xia Zhiye smiled and pulled back, hugging Song Yan even tighter, and when he felt Song Yan's shoulders so hard, he asked, "What are you doing? The next time you went back to Beijing, did you not bring thick clothes?"

Because he never came home.

But Song Yan didn't want to tell Xia Zhiye this, so he casually said, "Well, I forgot."

"Then you wear mine?"

Song Yan recalled the weird smiles of the group of girls when they wore Xia Zhiye's clothes last time, and refused decisively: "I would rather choose to freeze to death."

The big deal is to hold on for two more days, just wait for Shen Jiayan to go to his house to help him send the clothes.

Song Yan was ready to be frozen, but when he returned to the dormitory, the dormitory aunt stopped him: "Oh, Song Yan, you are finally back, your couriers have been piled here for two days, we It's not easy to pass by, you should quickly move them away."

Song Yan turned around and saw that there were two huge boxes in the corner of the duty room, almost as tall as a person.

Who would suddenly send him something?

Song Yan faintly had an answer in his heart. Looking at it in the past, he found that the sender was indeed Qin Qing, and the delivery time was the day after he left home.

When one person carried a box to the sixth floor, he opened the express box and saw that it was full of neatly folded autumn and winter clothes. The dust bag was carefully placed with desiccant, and a small box of autumn and winter clothes was attached. drug.

I thought that Qin Qing had been thinking about this matter all the time. It was only because he had blocked her and Song Minghai's WeChat and phone calls after he left Qin's house, so he didn't hear from her.

Song Yan is not someone who doesn't know what's wrong, she opened WeChat, unblocked, considered for a while, and finally sent a message: [Thank you Aunt Tan]

Qin Qing replied quickly: [It's alright, are you okay? Do you have any money on you? Tell Aunt Tan if you still need something? ]

Song Yan didn't know how much of this conversation was guilt and how much was caring. He hesitated a little with his fingertips, and replied: "It's okay, there's no shortage, I'm busy."

This conversation was terminated.

He was still not used to this kind of warmth beyond the scope of his duty, and he always dealt with it clumsily and indifferently.

And that Xia Zhiye had already helped him to take out all the clothes, and couldn't help but "tsk": "We are so particular about Brother Yan."

The house full of clothes and shoes is either a luxury brand or a deadly expensive trendy brand. The price of two boxes of clothes and shoes together is enough to buy a small apartment in the suburbs of Nanwu.

"If you are in trouble in the future, it is estimated that Shang Xianyu can sell second-hand goods to become a rich generation." Xia Zhiye joked casually.

However, Song Yan felt that with his current net worth of 2,158 yuan, he felt almost like a disaster: "It's not impossible."

Seeing that he seemed to be really thinking about it, Xia Zhiye smiled and said, "Don't worry, even if you are in trouble, I will support you so that the eldest young master will not sell clothes."

I depend on you to support me, and I don't know who will starve to death first.

Song Yan was too lazy to pay attention to Xia Zhiye, and packed up his clothes on his own.

The two of them actually had a lot of clothes. Fortunately, only the two of them lived in the entire four-person dormitory. They could barely put things down. They just needed to move Xia Zhiye's things.

Contrary to Song Yan's pile of expensive clothes, Xia Zhiye's clothes are basically unnamed and miscellaneous. At first glance, they came back from Taobao wholesale for 99 yuan.

Among them, there are a pair of cheap basketball shoes with paint on the side. It seems that they have been completely dry for some days. It is estimated that they are not easy to wash.

Song Yan was about to ask Xia Zhiye if he wanted to send the shoes and his clothes for dry cleaning, when Xia Zhiye's cell phone rang.

"I'll take a call first." Xia Zhiye glanced at the caller ID, put down what was in his hand, and walked to the window, "Hello, Liu Yue."

Hearing Liu Yue's name, Song Yan stopped his movements, thinking that Liu Yue was here to trouble Xia Zhiye.

However, Xia Zhiye held the phone in silence for a while, then just replied lazily: "Okay, I'll find a way to do this."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

He tilted his head to meet Song Yan's line of sight, and a treacherous flashed between his eyebrows. He raised his lips and smiled: "Song Daxi, I heard from Shen Jiayan that you seem to be good at basketball?"

Song Yan was alert: "So?"

"So after the mid-term exam, there will be a sports meeting. Our school will have a friendly basketball game with Shiwai, but Shang Huai has gone to Beijing. There are few people now. I don't know if we are interested in coming to fight with me once."

"Not interested in."

Very decisive.

Xia Zhiye: "..."

As expected of Song Yan.

It seems to be only soft.

Xia Zhiye sighed softly: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you're not interested, it's just that this year's chance to take revenge and raise your eyebrows is probably gone."

His tone was relaxed, but his eyes seemed sad.

Song Yan frowned slightly: "What does revenge Xuehen mean?"

"It's nothing, that is, our school's mid-term and final exams after the second year of high school are all the district joint entrance exams. In fact, the scores are higher than our school every time, so I like to ridicule us a few words, and nothing else."

That is to say, the past history is that during the joint entrance examination, it was actually crushed and ridiculed, and then during the basketball game, the third middle school was crushed and returned to fight for face.

Originally, this kind of boring contest had nothing to do with Song Yan, but Song Yan suddenly remembered what Zhao Yu had said when he was in the flower shop.

It probably means that Xia Zhiye actually went to school outside the real world when he was in junior high school, and then he came to No.

Zhao Yu's original words at the time were "you can't get along outside the real world".

Song Yan didn't think that people like Xia Zhiye would not be able to get along anywhere. If they did, then it was definitely not Xia Zhiye's problem.

So even though Song Yan didn't know anything about Shiwai, he had automatically put a hostile filter on the school, so he lowered his head expressionlessly and continued to organize his clothes: "I really can't find anyone who can count me as one, but no Guaranteed results."

Xia Zhiye showed an unsurprising smile.

Sure enough, their family Song Daxi eats soft and not hard, as long as they do a little routine, it is almost a set one.

Fortunately, this person usually pretends to be cold, otherwise if others find out that he is actually so soft, what would he do?

Thinking of this, he smiled and put on Song Yan's shoulder: "Don't worry, with your wild brother, it is impossible to lose."

"Go to your mother's wild brother, have a face."

"Oh, really, if you don't believe me, see for yourself. Last year, we were both champions in the district basketball game and the city basketball game." Xia Zhiye said and handed the phone to Song Yan.

With a swipe of a finger, it turned out to be all pictures of winning basketball games.

I have to say that even though among a group of high-spirited tall teenagers, Xia Zhiye, who stood lazily in the crowd, was always the one that stood out the most.

It's an innate strikingness and decency.

However, Song Yan's eyes fell to the bottom of one of the game photos-in the middle of a group of well-equipped basketball players, Xia Zhiye's old pair of shoes with paint on his feet looked a little out of place.

Although his self-confidence and dazzling body are enough to make people ignore these details, Song Yan suddenly felt very uncomfortable when he thought that Zhao Yu once ridiculed Xia Zhiye because he couldn't pay the extra tuition fees and only joined the third middle school.

He didn't want Xia Zhiye to have any possible embarrassment anywhere and under any circumstances.

He looked back coldly: "That's it, don't worry, go and ask Auntie for mothballs."

Song Yan, this little Aojiao, said that, and it was almost very good.

Xia Zhiye let out a snort and walked out the door with a smile.

Song Yan was alone in the rest of the dormitory, opened Alipay to check his balance, and then turned to look at Xia Zhiye's old pair of sneakers in the corner.

He pursed his lips slightly, and finally made up his mind, logged on to the website, selected a pair of sneakers that he thought was the most suitable for Xia Zhiye and had a size 45 in stock, and paid for it.

1399.

Compared with his other shoes, the price is not expensive, but it is more than half of his current wealth.

As for a person of Xia Zhiye's character, whatever price he received, he would definitely return the gift. Song Yan didn't want to put extra burden on Xia Zhiye.

Therefore, when filling in the delivery address, Song Yan directly entered Xia Zhiye Shou, Class 2, Class 2, Nanwu No. 3 Middle School. By the way, remark: [Never disclose any information about the payer to anyone]

So on the day of returning to school, Xia Zhiye looked at the pair of brand-new sneakers of unknown origin that suddenly appeared in his seat, and was confused: "Where did this thing come from?"

Song Yan lowered her head and scribbled the question without changing her face or heartbeat: "I guess it was given by someone who has a crush on you."

Xia Zhiye thought about it for a while, and felt that it was not impossible for him to rely on his own charm.

The author has something to say: Xia Zhiye, who later found out who the gift giver was: He really loved me miserably!