One second before the Oxford English-Chinese Dictionary was about to kiss Zhao Ruiwen, the phone in Song Yan's pocket vibrated.

Take a look.

[Bad old man]: I bought the watch you planned to give to Xia Zhiye. Come to the school gate to get it.

[Bad old man]: And your horribly ugly scarf.

From the text, it is not difficult to feel Song Minghai's reluctance and helplessness.

Although Song Yan is not so obsessed with the watch now, as long as Song Minghai is unhappy, he is happy, so he put down the English-Chinese dictionary in his hand, temporarily suspended his juvenile delinquency, and stood up: "I'll go to a Go to the school gate."

Xia Zhiye probably guessed who it was, and stood up lazily: "I'll go with you."

Song Yan rolled his eyes at him: "Are you free?"

"I'm not going to support you." Xia Zhiye hooked Song Yan's shoulder with a smile, "Let's go, with your wild brother here, I guarantee that no one can bully us Yanyan."

The two of them flirted and flirted out of the classroom.

And Zhao Ruiwen, who was behind him, didn't know that he was on the verge of life and death, and he pushed his glasses nearly 800 degrees with emotion: "Master Xia and Brother Yan have a really good relationship. Such a precious brotherhood cannot be because of If you fall in love, it will be destroyed, so it is imperative for couples to camp, and I will go to Zhou Ziqiu to talk."

After speaking, Pidianpidian went out and ran to Class Thirteen.

The rest of the little chubby who knew the truth but promised to help them cover the cabinet door: "..."

If Zhao Ruiwen was assassinated, he was willing to help bury him this winter.

Fortunately, because of Song Yan's character, he would definitely not agree to go camping with them, so Zhao Ruiwen should still be able to live until the next spring.

Xiao Pang sighed, carrying a large bag of gifts that were about to be returned, and embarked on a slow journey to protect the love of others.

If a person knows more than others, he will really be very tired.

Fat Levsky said.

On the other end, when Song Yan walked to the school gate, he found that in addition to those two things, there was actually another thing that was not a thing leaning against the car door and waiting at the school gate, and couldn't help but say bad luck.

Song Minghai didn't put things down and left, indicating that he still had something to say.

As for the things that Song Minghai can say from this mouth, there are ten things that Song Yan doesn't like to hear.

Sure enough, when Song Minghai handed him the things, he slowly delivered the task: "Return to Beijing on New Year's Day to celebrate your grandfather's birthday, and the driver will pick you up when the time comes."

Song Lele's grandfather is not his grandfather.

Just as Song Yan was about to refuse coldly, the arm resting on his shoulder tightened slightly, as if to comfort him, and then he heard a relaxed and natural chuckle in his ear: " Uncle Song, isn't this a coincidence, Song Yan just agreed to go camping with me, and even booked the ticket, it might not be appropriate to miss the appointment at this time."

Who is going camping with you.

Just as Song Yan wanted to refute, Xia Zhiye slapped his shoulders in an indifferent manner, so he swallowed the rebuttal words.

Song Minghai narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xia Zhiye.

If Song Yan usually finds himself unhappy, it's a needle-point to a wheat awn, an ice-cube to an ice-cube, a head-to-head encounter, and a few words to each other, it's a good solution.

Then this Xia Zhiye hides the needle in his laughter, always laughing and saying beautiful things that you can't directly refute with confidence, but he can be suffocated and panicked everywhere.

As a businessman, Song Minghai weighed the two and quickly came to a conclusion.

The better the relationship between Song Yan and Xia Zhiye, the easier it is for him to approach Lao Xia.

After all, the relationship between the two children is so close. As an elder, it is not uncommon to bring two juniors to visit and eat together.

As for the business on Nanwu's side, Song Lele and his grandparents couldn't help either, so there was no need to please him for the time being.

So he said with a gentle smile like the most reasonable elder: "If that's the case, then please take care of Xiaoyan. This child has no self-care ability and can't compare to you. Uncles like camping tools will prepare it for you. , just put it downstairs in your dormitory, remember to get it, and remember to take a photo to report safety."

"Then thank you uncle."

Xia Zhiye sent Song Minghai away with a business smile that was just right and decent, but was completely unconcerned.

When the Maybach's taillights completely disappeared from view, Song Yan turned around and walked towards the classroom with a cold face: "You have to go camping yourself, I won't go."

"Then what about taking pictures to report safety? And..." Xia Zhiye put his arms around Song Yan's shoulders, lowered his head, leaned close to his ear, deliberately lowered his voice, wrapped in an ambiguous tone, "And you don't want to experience the pure and beautiful boys' high school in the wild. Sheng brings you a different ultimate service? Hiss-"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan slapped her with an elbow and whispered, "Xia Zhiye, can you point your face?"

Xia Zhiye looked at his ears that turned red when he fluttered, and pretended to be simple: "Why am I shameless? I just want to help my boyfriend set up a tent in the wild, make a fire, cook, and roast meat. Is it shameful for your boyfriend to serve you?"

Song Yan choked slightly.

"Or..." Xia Zhiye lowered his voice, "What other strange services do we think Brother Yan has become?"

Song Yan instantly felt guilty.

Xia Zhiye watched his ears go from three red to seven red, and couldn't help but chuckle: "It seems that we, Young Master Song, are very satisfied with the service yesterday, but that kind of service is not something you can get casually, it has to be Additional money. One hundred and eighty times, three hundred and five times, four hundred and two times, you can get a 20% discount when you apply for an annual card, the minimum consumption is twice a week, there is no cap, buy five get two free. Don't you try?"

"..."

Try a fart!

Song Yan kicked hard and flew over.

However, Xia Zhiye had been prepared for a long time, and quickly avoided it. By the way, he turned around and smiled: "Of course, if you are willing to do the reverse, I can also pay three times the price."

Triple your uncle!

Lao Tzu is worth five hundred and four?

Song Yan couldn't bear it any longer, so he raised his leg again, and was about to kick Xia Zhiye half-hearted when Zhao Ruiwen, who had just returned from Class 13, hugged her waist: "Calm down! Brother Yan, calm down! Give Master Xia another chance! Let's talk about it after the camp! I also called Zhou Ziqiu and his partner, and everyone will have a good time playing for a few days, and all conflicts will be solved!"

Even if he didn't know what the contradiction between Song Yan and Xia Zhiye was, he felt that it was always right to persuade him first.

After Song Yan listened to Zhao Ruiwen's words, he forgot to beat Xia Zhiye for a while, but turned his head back with an unbelievable shock on his normally indifferent eyebrows: "Who did you say you called?"

"Zhou Ziqiu and his partner."

"He agreed?"

"Yeah, he said you go, and he called his partner together."

"..."

After a brief silence, Song Yan withdrew his legs, broke Zhao Ruiwen's hand, and resumed his indifferent tone: "Sorry, I can't go to camp."

"Why?"

Seeing Zhao Ruiwen's clear and innocent eyes, Song Yan paused for a moment, then replied, "I want to go back to Beijing to wish my grandfather a birthday."

"Ah...that's it..." The simple student Zhao Ruiwen's tone was full of regret, and she turned her head to look at Xia Zhiye, "Then Master Xia, how about you?"

"Me." As soon as Xia Zhiye was about to say, "I think you hate your brother," she received a warning from Song's hateful eyes, so she changed her mind, "I guess I won't be able to go."

"Why?"

Zhao Ruiwen flashed his clear and innocent little eyes again.

Xia Zhiye smiled calmly: "Because I want to stay and do social service."

"? Social services? What social services?"

Don't talk about Zhao Ruiwen, even Xiaopang is confused now, what advanced vocabulary is this?

Only Song Yan second understood, gritted his back molars, and hurriedly explained before Xia Zhiye said anything shameful again: "Xia Zhiye plans to go abroad, it is very important to see this in the application documents."

"Oh I got it……"

The two seemed to understand.

But anyway, even Xiao Chuan was swayed by these two reasons.

It seems that Xia Ye and Brother Yan are really in trouble for the New Year's Day.

"Then are you sure you won't go?"

Zhao Ruiwen asked with the last glimmer of hope.

Song Yan didn't hesitate: "Well, we're definitely not going."

"Ah, that's a pity, the hot springs in Dongshan are so comfortable this season." Zhao Ruiwen was very sorry.

Song Yan pretended to be natural and asked, "Are you going to camp in Dongshan?"

Zhao Ruiwen answered honestly: "Well, let's go to the hot spring by the way."

"What time do you go to the station?"

"It should be at seven o'clock in the evening to go to the East Station to take the bus."

"okay."

"What's up?"

"Nothing, just ask casually, I wish you a smooth journey and have a good time."

After Song Yan finished speaking, she sat back in her seat, took out her mobile phone, opened Baidu, and was searching for camping tips near Nanwu when she received a WeChat message from someone next door.

[Big idiot]: Do you really want to go back to Beijing to celebrate your grandfather's birthday?

Song Yan replied expressionlessly: [I went back with Song Minghai when I was sick]

[Big idiot]: Then you won't go camping, and you won't have any photos by then, how will you explain it to your father?

[YAN]: Didn't say no to camp, just didn't go camping with them.

[Big idiot]: Why, do we want to live a two-person world with me? And enjoy my ultimate service?

[YAN]: roll

[Big idiot]: Then why else?

[YAN]: For your brother and my brother

[Big idiot]: ?

[YAN]: Maybe you don't know, Zhou Ziqiu's online dating object is Shen Jiayan

[Big idiot]: ? ? ?

[YAN]: It doesn't matter, Zhou Ziqiu doesn't know that the target is Shen Jiayan

[Big idiot]:  …

[YAN]: And Shen Jiayan only found out yesterday that they are dating online

[Big idiot]: …………

[YAN]: I have asked Shen Jiayan to take the initiative to confess, but before he resolves this matter, do you think it is appropriate for Zhou Ziqiu to propose to run now? "

Thinking of Shen Jiayan's head like an ordinary single-celled creature.

Thinking of Shen Jiayan's appearance of a sweet girl loli from beginning to end on the Internet.

Then I think of my good brother who has never been emotional in his life for more than ten years and believes that he is a straight man and is completely unacceptable to homosexuality.

Xia Zhiye could probably make up the whole story, and then fell silent.

Just at the front table, Zhao Ruiwen turned around again: "Master Xia, Brother Yan, are you really not going?"

Xia Zhiye didn't hesitate: "Well, I don't have time. I want to do social service. Song Yan will go to Beijing to celebrate his grandfather's birthday."

Group camping for couples is a good idea.

But it wouldn't be so wonderful if a couple camping together resulted in the death of a teenage boy.

He and Song Yan are affectionate, sweet and sweet, and it's good to spend the past month alone.

So on December 31st, Xia Zhiye and Song Yan showed up in front of the bus about to go to Xishan at 6:00 pm on time with their camping tools.

One six one seven, one east and one west, perfectly avoided.

Despite the more complex motives, the results were good.

After all, being able to travel alone with Song Yan and spend the night outside should be a good experience. It's better than that group of lightbulbs just keep making trouble beside them.

And when a group of people go out to camp, it is called camping, and when two people go out to camp, it is called a date.

Xia Zhiye thought about it, and hugged Song Yan's shoulder happily: "Boyfriend, do you think this is our first date?"

"Who has dated you, and also, can you pay attention to the influence outside, don't talk to a boyfriend."

Song Yan said on the side of his shoulder, shook off Xia Zhiye's hand, and lifted his legs up the steps of the bus.

Xia Zhiye smiled and followed: "Don't be shy, there is no one else here, and shouldn't we hold hands on the first date... eh? Why don't you leave?"

Song Yan, who was walking well in front, suddenly stopped when she stepped on the bus and raised her head.

Xia Zhiye followed his line of sight suspiciously, and then stopped.

The last row of the bus sat side by side with three people they didn't want to see at this moment.

And the three people who were supposed to be on the bus to Dongshan at seven o'clock had also looked at them.

Their eyes met, awkwardly and silently.

Fatty: "No time?"

Zhao Ruiwen: "Congratulations?"

Zhou Ziqiu: "Social service?"

Song Yan: "..."

Xia Zhiye: "..."

At that moment, Song Yan suddenly remembered a long, long time ago that Shen Jiayan helped him find a master to calculate.

He committed Tai Sui in Nanwu.