Xia Zhiye prepared a bouquet and went to the backstage to find Song Yan, but when he was told that Song Yan's father was coming to pick him up, a fear that the thing he cherished most was about to disappear flooded every nerve cell at the speed of blood flowing through his body. Yuan.

He ran straight towards the school gate.

He felt like he had never run so fast before.

He was afraid that even one second later, Song Yan would leave.

It wasn't until he saw Song Yan's back, rushed forward and hugged him, felt his body temperature and heard his voice, the oxygen that was crushed by anxiety returned to the body, and the brain was finally able to think and breathe.

And before this kind of thinking and breathing lasted for two seconds, the oxygen in the blood was instantly drained again because of Song Yan's words.

Song Yan raised her head, looked at him, and asked, "Xia Zhiye, I only have a scarf that doesn't look very good now, are you still willing to stay with me?"

Xia Zhiye, would you like to be with me?

After accurately extracting these words, Xia Zhiye, who has always been smarter than anyone else, is now stunned like a fool, unable to speak for a long time while watching Song Yan.

It seems that after the great sorrow, he was dazzled by the great joy, so he was a little not very smart.

This is the first time Song Yan has seen Xia Zhiye look like a fool, but the fool's eyes are still staring at him, with the most frank** undisguised emotion, staring at his ears is getting hotter and hotter. Hot, getting hotter and hotter, and he didn't say a word.

He was not a person who was good at expressing his emotions. When his emotions arrived, he couldn't help himself and revealed his sincerity. As a result, the reaction of the old vixen on the opposite side turned into a pure white rabbit in seconds, which made him feel numb to death.

I was completely embarrassed to be stared at. Just as I was about to ask another question, I heard Ruan Tian's voice: "Song Yan, what are you doing, the awards ceremony will begin soon!"

So he shoved the two scarves into Xia Zhiye's hands with red ears, and said angrily, "If you don't want to, forget it."

After speaking, he put his hands in his pockets and walked quickly towards Ruan Tian.

Xia Zhiye finally came back to his senses, and quickly followed with a bouquet and a scarf: "I don't want to, I didn't mean it that way, Song Yan, wait for me..."

However, Song Yan walked faster and faster, and quickly followed Ruan Tian back to the crowd accepting the prize, like a mouse hiding from the cat, without giving Xia Zhiye a chance to speak again.

But he couldn't help but secretly glanced outside the crowd. After being caught by Xia Zhiye, he quickly lowered his eyelashes and pretended that nothing had happened.

It's just that Ruan Tian's ears are so red that Ruan Tian can't stand it anymore: "Song Yan, what's wrong with your ears?"

"It's nothing, it's probably freezing."

Song Yan pretended to answer calmly, and then changed the subject to discuss the process with Jiang Yuanyuan, looking very calm and nothing out of the ordinary.

It's just that his skin is different from the whiteness of ordinary people, so from a distance, you can see the tender, pale crimson color that represents the shyness of the young man and the beginning of his love affair, all the way down the base of his ears and into the collar of the coat.

Small bag.

Run away with a confession.

If I hadn't been dazzled by the joy just now, I would have blocked him in the corner and wept bitterly now, as written in those novels.

Thinking of Song Yan's always cold cool face being kissed to the corners of his eyes, and then looking at someone in the crowd who was well-dressed but couldn't touch, Xia Zhiye rubbed his back molars slightly. .

I hate that someone will run away when they flirt, and I hate myself for not being quick enough to respond at that time.

He had clearly imagined that when Song Yan promised him countless times before, he would have all kinds of reactions that could make Song Yan's legs go soft, but when he really met, he still acted like a stunned young man.

Maybe because like it too much.

I like it too much so I value it too much, and I value it too much so I am too clumsy.

But there was actually another reason for him to be stunned at the time, because the corners of Song Yan's eyes were red, as if he wanted to cry but tried his best not to cry. .

So their child Song Daxi encountered something unhappy again.

Xia Zhiye looked down at the two ugly scarves in his hands, thinking of Song Yan's words, "Xia Zhiye, I only have one scarf that is not very good-looking, are you still willing to be with me?" Inexplicably sour.

Although he didn't know what happened, he always felt that behind the two scarves, Song Yan must have suffered a lot of grievances.

He really wanted to arrest Song Yan and ask him, ask him to cry, then kiss him again, after kissing him again, tell him it's okay, he doesn't only have a scarf that is not very good-looking, he also has a very good-looking scarf boyfriend.

However, it turns out that if the first opportunity is not grasped, there will be thousands of obstacles later.

When Song Yan finally finished receiving the award, and when Xia Zhiye hugged Hua and wanted the two of them to whisper a few words, Ruan Tian rushed up, took one person's arm, and said with a smile, "Let's go! Teacher, please, please. eat hot pot!"

Xia Zhiye made up nonsense without changing his face: "I have diarrhea, and I can't eat it today."

"Is that so..."

Ruan Tian seemed to have regrets, and turned to Song Yan again, "What about you?"

Xia Zhiye just wanted to give Song Yan a wink when he saw Song Yan staring straight ahead with a flat tone: "I can do it."

Ruan Tian smiled immediately: "That's great! Jiang Yuanyuan and Chen Rui from Shiwai also helped us a lot this time, as well as the chubby Zhao Ruiwen, Kong Xiaoxiao and the thirteenth class, who said they would come for you. Celebrate, that night is not Xia Zhiye, let's go together."

Song Yan: "Okay."

Xia Zhiye: "..."

Okay, he knows it, this little thing is deliberately mad at him.

Tickled him to the point of being unbearable, then ran away after flirting, and left him halfway on the road, scratching his heart.

I was angry, but there was nothing could do.

After all, who made his first reaction unsatisfactory?

But it doesn't matter, it will be better in the future.

Xia Zhiye looked at Song Yan, rubbed his back molars lightly, and then said to Ruan Tian, ​​"Teacher, it's fine, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore, I can come with you."

Song Yan heard his gnashing of teeth, avoided his eyes guiltily, and pursed his lips.

And Xia Zhiye chuckled and put on the ugly red scarf solemnly.

The evidence is here, see how long someone can last.

Sure enough, thanks to the outstanding shape of this scarf, the first second a group of people sat down in the hot pot restaurant, Chen Rui couldn't help but ask: "Master Xia, what's going on? How come your aesthetics have regressed like this? This scarf is too ugly, isn't it?"

As soon as the voice fell, Song Yan, who was beside him, instantly collapsed.

Xia Zhiye also raised his eyelids and looked at them lazily: "Ugly?"

"..." Feeling a murderous aura, Chen Rui and Xiaopang immediately changed their words, "Not ugly, good-looking, very good-looking, and it matches your handsome features and appearance, Master Xia."

Xia Zhiye nodded in satisfaction.

Zhao Ruiwen, who has 800 degrees of myopia and 200 degrees of astigmatism on the other side, pushed up his glasses and squinted: "It seems to be really good, someone else gave it?"

Xia Zhiye straightened out the scarf slowly, without being too shy: "Hmm, it was given by the recipient."

As soon as the voice fell, "Pa—", the chopsticks in Song Yan's hand snapped.

Everyone heard the sound and looked over: "What's the matter, Brother Yan?"

Xia Zhiye also watched the fun and laughed loudly: "Brother Yan is so excited to hear that I have a partner?"

"..." Song Yan scolded Xia Zhiye for shame a hundred times in his heart, and then forcibly restrained his gnashing of teeth, pretending to be calm, "It's nothing, I just don't know when Xia Zhiye was a target."

Hearing this, Chen Ruijiang, Yuanyuan Zhao Ruiwen, who had no idea why, reacted instantly, and then looked at Xia Zhiye in unison: "Yes, when did you have a partner?"

Xia Zhiye answered whatever questions he asked, and smiled with a spring breeze: "It's just tonight."

"?"

"??"

"???"

Three faces are stunned.

"Didn't you stay with us tonight? Could it be that your partner is Jiang Yuanyuan?!"

When Chen Rui's excited voice fell, Jiang Yuanyuan waved frantically: "It's none of my business, it's none of my business, I'm innocent."

"Who else could that be?"

Chen Rui was puzzled.

Xia Zhiye smiled lazily and said, "It's just you...hs—"

Before Xia Zhiye was finished, he was stomped hard.

And the initiator is still drinking tea calmly.

Others thought it was really strange: "Master Xia, what's your name?"

Xia Zhiye endured the pain and said calmly: "It's nothing, I just want to say that my partner is from my online dating."

"Oh……"

I see.

Everyone suddenly realized that it was no wonder that no one was seen tonight.

"But Mr. Xia, listen to your brother's advice, you need to be cautious about online dating." Chen Rui seemed to be someone from the past, "Don't be deceived by those sweet-sounding loli royal sisters, the voice changer is now developed, what do you think Those good sisters might be bigger than you."

When this sentence was finished, Song Yanxia Zhiye Zhou Ziqiu, who was present, suddenly choked together.

The coughing sound came and went, incessantly.

Chen Rui: "? Did I say something wrong?"

Innocent and bewildered.

Zhou Ziqiu, who was the first to recover, wiped his hands and pretended to be calm: "Generally speaking, this shouldn't happen."

Xia Zhiye also slowed down, patted Song Yan on the back next to him, and suppressed a smile: "Well, I think so too."

Song Yan had already slowed down a bit, but when he heard Xia Zhiye's words, he choked again and kicked Xia Zhiye viciously.

Xia Zhiye also pretended to be innocent: "Why are you kicking me?"

Song Yan: "..."

Yes, why did he kick Xia Zhiye?

It can't be said that he is bigger than Xia Zhiye when he takes it out.

Moreover, Xia Zhiye didn't know that he was behind [the rich, beautiful and rich woman], he was just talking nonsense, so he just pretended that he didn't know anything.

Thinking of this, Song Yan slapped Xia Zhiye's hand off with a slap, picked up the teacup, and continued to drink, trying to dilute the shame in his heart.

However, Shu Yujing was still windy, and as soon as he took two sips, Chen Rui saw something he shouldn't be looking at again: "Hey, why does the blue scarf on the back of Song Yan's chair look like this brother Ye? It's a couple's model, ugly, ah no, it looks exactly the same when it looks good."

Song Yan froze while holding the water glass.

Xia Zhiye supported his head and looked at him with a smile: "Yes, geezer, what's the matter? Why does your scarf look exactly like mine? Could it be that you secretly bought a couple's model from me?"

If Song Yan had the inner strength, the old stainless steel teacup in his hand should have been crushed by him at this moment.

On the other hand, Little Fatty, who knew everything about everything, sighed up to the sky, why did he come to see others throw dog food, and no one shared the same hatred as him.

The most confused student in the audience, Chen Rui, asked curiously, "Why are you sighing suddenly?"

"It's nothing..." Little Fatty replied weakly, "I was just thinking that it will be Master Xia's birthday in two hours. What birthday present should I give to Master Xia."

"Yes! Christmas Eve tomorrow! Master Xia's birthday! Fuck, I forgot to prepare a present!" Chen Rui didn't realize that his relationship with Xia Zhiye was not that good.

Zhou Ziqiu, whose birthday gifts were delivered on time every year, just took a slow sip of his cup of tea: "It's okay, I'm not ready. And you see that we hate brother, we have such a good relationship with Master Xia, aren't we ready?"

"Really? Are we not ready for Brother Yan?" Xia Zhiye leaned a little closer, looked at Song Yan with his face up, and smiled maliciously and beaten.

Song Yan, who had already prepared a gift, gritted her lower teeth.

Xia Zhiye did it on purpose. If he said that the scarf was given by himself at this time, it would be equivalent to publicly admitting that he was the target of Xia Zhiye. If he said that he was not prepared, Xia Zhiye also held such a large bunch of lily of the valley next to him. Well, it looks like he's a wolf-hearted man.

Seeing the narrow smile in Xia Zhiye's eyes again, and thinking of his disgusting confession before, Song Yan became angry and got up directly: "I'll go buy it now."

After speaking, he walked towards the door, forgetting to even put on his jacket.

The inside of the house is warm and bright, but outside the house is the courtyard with deep bamboo forests outside the hot pot restaurant. It is snowy and cold in the middle of the night.

Xia Zhiye hurriedly picked up Song Yan's coat and scarf on the back of the chair and ran after him.

He grabbed Song Yan's wrist on the trail and moved him to a hidden corner behind the bamboo forest. After wrapping a coat for him, he looked at the corners of his tightly pursed lips and said in a low voice, "Why are you angry again?"

Song Yan said angrily, "Don't you think my gift is ugly?"

"Who thinks your gift is ugly?"

Song Yan had a straight face and did not speak.

Xia Zhiye said seriously: "Chen Rui and Xiaopang are blind, and their aesthetics are not good. They can't find a wife in their whole life."

Song Yan still had a stern face.

Xia Zhiye decided to change his strategy: "But we are really planning to give me such a scarf for my birthday?"

Song Yan just wanted to refute, but swallowed again.

Xia Zhiye sighed in a low voice: "I like our geezer so much, because you didn't even attend the awards ceremony, I flew back from Beijing in advance to vent your anger, deliver food for you, get chased by security guards, and be scolded by security guards, okay? It's easy to have a birthday that turns out to be just a little scarf."

Song Yan: "..."

"Other people say that courtesy is light and affectionate. Gifts don't care if they are expensive or not, but only in their hearts, so in your heart, am I just worth a temporary street stall? We are so ignorant of me?" Xia Zhiye looked like There are injuries.

Song tired of anxiety: "I didn't mean that."

"Then what do you mean?" Xia Zhiye deliberately tried to hook Song Yan to repeat his confession, "Could it be that our brother Yan has something else for me?"

"..."

shameless!

Song Yan wasn't a fool, of course he could see Xia Zhiye's intentions. Grinning his teeth, he just wanted to kick him hard, and then he walked away, but before he moved his feet, he remembered what Xiao Pang had said, and his feelings were also need to respond.

The reason why Xia Zhiye is so persistent in seducing him to say those words again may be because he has said to himself that he likes it too many times, but he has never said it once.

That's why he was so uneasy when he couldn't find himself today.

That's why he becomes a pure-hearted fool after hearing his active confession.

Thinking of how Xia Zhiye ran towards him despite the heavy snow to give him the utmost respect and warmth, Song Yan couldn't take that kick.

He just pulled the long dark blue scarf from Xia Zhiye's hand with a cold face, put a set around his neck, and then tied a grumpy bow in front of him, stalking his neck, and said with a small face: "That's okay, okay? ?"

Xia Zhiye was stunned for a while, and then realized that this was the way he taught Song Yan to pack himself yesterday.

At that moment, all the love and joy finally broke through all restraints, he hugged Song Yan tightly in his arms, rubbed his head vigorously, and said with a low laugh, "How can you be like this in the world? cute person."

"You're so fucking cute."

Song Yan simply felt ashamed to death.

If it wasn't for coaxing Xia Zhiye, he would never have done such a foolish thing in his life, and as a result, this person praised him as cute, which was just insulting him.

Song Yan shy and angrily tried to break free from his embrace.

Something slid from his coat pocket with his movements.

Song Yan was busy trying to pick it up, but Xia Zhiye picked it up one step ahead of him.

The completely broken dial lies in the palm of the hand, but it is not difficult to see through the strap that it is a brand new watch.

Capturing Song Yan's expression, Xia Zhiye seemed to have guessed something and asked in a low voice, "You bought it for me?"

Song Yan pursed her lips and did not answer.

Xia Zhiye asked again, "Was it broken by your father?"

Song Yan still pursed her lips and didn't answer, but the corners of her eyes were already a little wet because she thought of something wronged.

Xia Zhiye's voice tightened slightly: "Did your dad deduct your pocket money, and your money is only enough to buy me a small scarf?"

Song Yan turned her face away: "I didn't take you seriously, so I sent you the stalls, but I can only give you this now, so if you don't want to be with me, I will..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xia Zhiye hugged him back into his arms, accompanied by a low sigh: "Song Yan, are you a fool?"

Song Yan instinctively cursed back, "You are the fool."

This time, Xia Zhiye didn't let him, annoyed and funny: "You are not a fool, how could you not know that even if you have nothing and give me nothing, I will still like you."

Xia Zhiye lowered his head and wiped the corner of Song Yan's eyes lightly: "Song Yan, I like you because I like you, not because I like what you can give me."

Song Yan lowered her eyelashes.

Xia Zhiye swiped his fingers lightly from the end of his eyes, and used the warm body temperature to take away all the sourness and dampness: "Song Yan, you don't have to be afraid that you haven't given enough, because your existence itself is worthy of others. Like. At least I like it, you understand?"

At least I like it.

Song Yan always felt that somewhere deep in his memory, Xia Zhiye seemed to have said something like this to himself, and that was the first time he had received a light osmanthus-scented comfort from all his self-denial.

Although he never believed that his existence itself was something to be liked, at that moment he was willing to believe in Xia Zhiye.

Maybe he really can be liked.

And he really likes Xia Zhiye.

So he raised his head, looked at Xia Zhiye, and asked directly and calmly, "Then are you willing to be with me?"

Xia Zhiye chuckled softly: "I said it all, my boyfriend gave me my scarf, so..."

Xia Zhiye hooked his fingers on the hem of the bow in front of Song Yan's neck, lowered his head, put his lips close to Song Yan, lowered his voice, and smiled hoarsely: "So can I open my birthday present, man? Friends? Like..."

"A kiss?"

On a snowy winter night, a dark blue scarf slowly fell on the bamboo forest path in the south, where snow could never accumulate, covering up the tender buds that were about to wake up in the spring under the soil.