Song Yan was a little irritable and couldn't tell, but when he heard Xia Zhiye chuckle inexplicably next to him, he couldn't help but threw out angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just think you're right. If you like it, you have to say it directly, don't worry about whether it's there or not." Xia Zhiye's voice was wrapped in a lazy smile, and it sounded like he was in a good mood, "So we hate brother. If you like someone, will you say it directly?"

"Don't worry, there is no such if."

Song Yan answered quickly and indifferently.

"What if?"

"In case it's impossible."

"Do you really have no one to chase?"

Xia Zhiye persevered.

Song Yan was very calm: "No, but if you ask further, I may have someone I want to mourn."

"..."

Really different.

He obviously likes him, but he still doesn't admit it. If he hadn't accidentally discovered his two little vests, with Song Yan's arrogant method, maybe they could only have a relationship in the end.

But fortunately, I discovered it myself, which means that it was destined fate.

Since Song hates being arrogant, he should take the initiative.

Anyway, men, the face is originally to chase after a boyfriend, not to want.

Otherwise, Song Yan is so sought-after, and when he turns around, he will be taken first, and he will have to fight with that person, which will affect world peace.

Thinking of this, Xia Zhiye patted Song Yan on the shoulder: "Go back to the classroom by yourself."

Song Yan looked sideways: "How about you?"

"I'm going to bravely pursue a love first."

Xia Zhiye lowered his head to meet Song Yan's gaze and smiled affectionately and ambiguous.

Song Yan: "..."

Three seconds later, he kicked Xia Zhiye away and walked away without looking back.

See the beast.

Get out early.

When Song Yan returned to the classroom alone, he found that his and Xia Zhiye's table was already full of various beverages, mineral water and snacks.

Frowning, he pushed it all aside, and said to the chubby man at the front table: "Next time someone sends it, just push it for me."

"I can't push it, they are too enthusiastic." Chubby sipped the bribed milk tea and explained one by one, "Well, this is from Hanhan from Class 3, this is from Yueyue from Class 5, this is from Class 5. It was given by Jiajia from Class 7, and this one is..."

"Looks like I remember it clearly." Song Yan interrupted him.

Xiaopang is very proud: "That must be, to collect money, to be loyal, I still have a very professional ethics."

"So does anyone who sent these things have a good relationship with Xia Zhiye?" After a short pause, Song Yan added, "The family is especially rich."

"Is there?" Xiaopang scratched his head and racked his brains, "No, isn't it just the few of us that Xia Ye usually has a good relationship with, the basketball team, and Shang Huai, Zhou Ziqiu? Besides, there is no rich second generation in our school except for class 16 and you?"

Right.

So isn't it three?

Song Yan was thinking, when Xiao Pang suddenly remembered something, "Ow": "But if you want to say this, I suddenly remembered, it is said that Xia Ye had a relationship when he was outside the real world, which was not clear. The girl from Shiwai seems to be the school flower of Shiwai, the standard Bai Fumei, and there are rumors that Xia Ye transferred from Shiwai to No.

It's the outside world again.

It seems that Xia Zhiye has a lot of stories outside the real world before.

It's no wonder that when he sells materials in the group, he is the name of Shiwai. This time, the basketball game with Shiwai attaches great importance to it. It turned out to be to show off in front of his sweetheart.

But Xia Zhiye said that the person he liked was there today. Could it be that the girl secretly came to No. 3 Middle School from outside the real world to watch him play basketball?

It's not impossible, after all, it's only two streets away from No. 3 Middle School, and the management of No. 3 Middle School is very loose, so it's very convenient to come here.

That being said, Xia Zhiye asked himself to go back to the classroom first, and he went to chase a love bravely, which should be to send the girl back to school.

When you think about it, everything makes sense.

Song Yan tapped the table with his fingertips, and his thoughts drifted farther and farther, until Xiao Pang said, "But why are you asking this all of a sudden, Brother Yan?", he suddenly came back to his senses: "Oh, it's nothing, just ask casually."

Yes, he asked why.

Who Xia Zhiye likes, who he wants to chase, and what does it have to do with him.

They are only the relationship between the same table and roommates. To put it further, they are just friends who have been together for two months and have a good relationship.

Can he stop Xia Zhiye from finding a girlfriend?

In the future, his girlfriend may marry him and start a business for the rest of his life.

At most, they will go their separate ways until they graduate.

So there is nothing wrong with focusing on color and friends.

Song Yan felt that he should not be so angry after he figured this out, but when he saw that the seat on the right was empty and no one helped him to block the wind, he was still very annoyed.

It's so annoying that even the last big question on the math paper doesn't look so cute.

But when walked down the teaching building by self after the evening self-study, and walked through the tree-lined road didn't know how many times, the irritability became more obvious.

After coming to Nanwu, he had never done a night study alone, let alone walked from the school back to the dormitory in the dark.

In the past, Xia Zhiye had been talking to him and laughing endlessly, so he didn't realize that this tree-lined road was so long and dark.

The street lights were much worse than the good ones, the road was bumpy, and the people passing by were all in pairs, making it seem that Song Yan was particularly deserted.

Song Yan was clearly a person who was used to being lonely for more than ten years, but for some reason, he suddenly didn't want to go back alone at this moment.

No reason, just don't want to go alone.

This negative emotion of not wanting to go back alone has far overcome his fear of poverty. He lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, ready to order a car.

However, as soon as the phone was turned on, a WeChat message popped up on the screen.

[Wild]: Walk and watch the road, don't play with your phone.

Song Yan: "?"

[Wild]: Look up, look to your right front, and when you see that handsome guy, please run to him without stopping.

Song Yan raised his head and also looked towards the front right.

Then he saw the bustling people coming and going outside the school gate. Xia Zhiye was leaning on a fluorescent powder bicycle that brightened the eyes of a dog, with two long legs, and looked at him with a smile.

The slightly curved peach blossom eyes suppressed the lights in the night, and the light brown eyes showed a gentle smile that was almost indulgent because of the halo of the street light, as if standing there waiting for him for a long, long time.

At that moment, Song Yan suddenly couldn't tell what she was feeling.

When he was a kid, he would stand at the school gate every time after kindergarten, waiting for his mother or aunt to pick him up. However, his mother always forgot that his aunt was always busy, so in the end he was the only one left, just standing there and watching After the crowd dissipated, there was a long, long wait.

He was also used to waiting alone, or going home secretly alone.

Once you get used to it for a long time, you will feel nothing.

And this moment feels like when he was ready for no one to pick him up on a rainy evening, but found that the person he wanted to see came before him this time.

He no longer has to wait alone, and he can go home as lively as other children.

Thinking of this, Song Yan suddenly felt a little hot in his eyes.

Then he lowered his head and cursed in a low voice in his heart.

How could he go back and live, and become more and more hypocritical, he was really infected by Xia Zhiye's brain circuit.

not like this.

Song Yan took a deep breath, quickly adjusted her state, suppressed the inexplicable emotions in her chest, raised her head, her expression had returned to a cold and natural look, and walked over pretending not to care, and asked, "Why are you here."

Xia Zhiye looked at him and said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid of the dark? How could I let you go back alone."

After speaking, he lifted his long legs, stepped on the bicycle, and said lazily, "Let's go, little friend Song Yan, brother will take you home."

"..."

Hold.

Song Yan suspected that Xia Zhiye did it on purpose.

But the pretentiousness just now was just an accident. He was still a tough guy at heart, and he would not be shaken in the slightest by this.

"Your birthday is in February, I am in December, a year earlier than you, and it was your brother." Xia Zhiye answered rationally.

Song Yan asked alertly, "How do you know my birthday?"

Xia Zhiye chuckled: "Didn't I read your ID card?"

"..."

Thinking about it, not only saw it, but also insulted that the photo on his ID card was cute.

But at that time, after a glance at the ID card, it was not easy to be able to keep the birthday diary up to now.

And is Xia Zhiye's birthday in December?

That doesn't seem to be far away.

Song Yan asked casually, "What is your birthday in December?"

"24th, Christmas Eve."

Song Yan understood, no wonder he wanted to confess on Christmas Eve.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Xia Zhiye asked again with a smile, "Why, are you asking this all of a sudden to prepare a birthday present for me?"

"Stop daydreaming."

Song Yan mercilessly broke his fantasy.

Xia Zhiye said with a "tsk": "It's really ruthless. Thankfully, I even prepared a National Day gift for you."

"..."

God fucking National Day gift.

It's almost the end of October, 800 years before the National Day.

And who is going to give gifts to roommates for National Day?

Wait, a gift?

Song Yan was suddenly alert: "What gift?"

Just when he arrived at the downstairs of the dormitory, Xia Zhiye parked the car, turned around, and said with a smile, "Big gift."

At that moment, Song Yan had a very bad feeling.

When Xia Zhiye took out this BlingBling phosphor bicycle last time, he also used this expression to say a big surprise.

He took a cautious step back.

Xia Zhiye watched his action and couldn't help but smile: "Don't worry, this time is really a serious gift, you must like it, trust me."

As he said that, he bent those beautiful and affectionate peach eyes again.

The Chi Buff instantly stacks to the full level.

So three minutes later.

On the balcony of 616, Building 1, Nanwu No. 3 Middle School Student Dormitory.

Song Yan looked at the frosted pink single-person washing machine co-branded by Hello Kitty and the one-meter-high Hello Kitty doll attached to the washing machine, took a deep breath, and then clenched her fist.

He and Xia Zhiye couldn't prove who was the purebred idiot without a fight today.