Chapter 53: Dinner

Xie Sui laughed enough and said, "What do you dream about me?"
Song Yu sneered.
"Like" this kind of thing is very sexy, Xie Sui will not say, he will not be so gossip.
He was put on one, especially angry, and turned his head: "I lied to you, I didn't dream of you."
Xie Sui was very meaningful: "Oh."
Without further questioning, his gaze fell on the report paper pressed by his arm, and smiled: "Can't write it yet?"
Song Yu was angry and ignored him.
Xie Sui said: "The format of the first paragraph is wrong."
Song Yu: "???" He was easily driven by focusing on one thing, and took his arm away: "What's wrong, I copied it online."
Xie Sui was really good at dealing with him. He took out a pen from the pen holder and said with a smile, "Take it over, and I'll change it for you."
After Song Yu obediently handed it over, he realized that something was wrong--day, should he ignore this liar now? After reacting, he held the paper with his hand, Song Yu raised his eyes and looked at him, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Do you really have someone you like?"
The two were so close, his breath was hitting Xie Sui's face, hot.
Xie Sui tilted his head, it was Song Yu's delicate face, his light-colored pupils were clean and clear.
Look down slightly.
The neckline of the summer pajamas is slightly open, with the delicate collarbone and milky white skin of a teenager.
The smell of the shower gel after the shower is light and lusty.
Xie Sui's lips twitched slightly, this child, really...
lovely.
He leaned back calmly, his sense of impropriety reduced a bit, and his tone was serious: "Really."
After a few seconds of pause, before Song Yu became angry, Xie Sui explained with a smile: "But the title she gave does not define the degree of like. If you like someone, like a season, like a taste, you all like it. "
Song Yu understood, Xie Sui deliberately misinterpreted the words and threw a big bomb on them, which made them appetite.
He knew that Xie Sui had no time to meet girls.
Song Yu removed his hand holding the paper, disagreeing with a face: "You are too bad. Forget it, you should help me change the format first."
Xie Sui held a pen, but looked for a topic: "How about you, really don't have anyone you like?"
He remembered the truth, Song Yu said no.
Song Yu frowned, "If the definition of like is this kind of like, there must be. I like too many things and too many people-my dad, my mom, my brother, my sister, and grandma's cousin. , Uncle and aunt, and you."
And you.
Xie Sui didn't look at him, but listened quietly, smiling at the corners of his lips as if he couldn't stop: "Oh, that's an honor."
Song Yu: "Don't be too slow, a thousand words."
Xie Sui said calmly: "I don't like so many people."
Song Yu swallowed back silently a sentence that had flooded his throat.
Because I suddenly remembered that now the little poor Xie Sui, the only family member is Grandma Chen.
Xie Sui: "I like few things. But the ones you brought, now I like mint and summer."
Song Yu laughed out loud and praised: "Yes, brother, everything I like is great."
Xie Sui tilted his head to look at him, his dark eyes also made a little smile, "Yes."
The people I like are also great.
After a thousand words review, Song Yu finally finished writing at one o'clock in the evening.
I went back and drank a glass of milk to sleep, but I couldn't sleep well at all.
As Song Yu had expected in the KTV box, he really had a dream tonight.
A mess of dreams.
Occurs in the ward.
The smell of disinfectant water is very weak, the windows are open, and there is a lawn outside, and a group of children in medical clothes are laughing on it.
The sun came in, shone on the skin, bright and warm.
The beginning for no reason, but he knew that the atmosphere was very embarrassing.
After a brief conversation with the nurse in English, the tall and tall man in a black suit gave him a casual glance.
His sight was icy.
The young man on the hospital bed was stiff, holding his forehead and looking faceless.
The nurse left, leaving only the two of them in the ward.
"Wake up?" The man pulled out the chair and sat down, his movements were elegant and his temperament was noble and cold.
"Tell me about yesterday."
The young man used his hand to support his forehead: "This, I can explain, I'm really not touching porcelain."
"It's not touching porcelain, it's throwing into arms." He raised his eyebrows, the mockery in his tone made no secret, "The Song family has fallen to this point?"
youth:"......."
Youth: "Sorry, I was punished. I can't touch alcohol. Thank you for sending me to the hospital. You are such a good person."
The man looked down at his watch and said lightly, "Your brother should be here soon."
Youth: "?!" His eyes widened, his tone a little anxious and pleading: "I can pay for your loss, can you stop calling my brother."
"No need to."
He got up.
"You can't afford it."
As if he didn't want to spend any more time, the man stretched his legs and walked towards the door.
The young man felt suffocated when he thought that what he would face next was his brother and his mother, her sister and his dad. He pulled his hair and shouted wisely, "Wait, I really don’t need to call my brother and call him what to do. Will it delay our renewal!"
He let out his face, and the following words are easy to say. He smiled reluctantly: "Xie Shao, don't go in such a hurry, sit down and have a good chat. Remember when we met when we were five years old?"
The air seemed to be quiet for a second.
The man paused, turned around and said with a faint smile, "Five years old?"
The young man smiled hard: "Yes, five years old, you are still calling my brother behind me, do you have any impression?"
Xie Shao curled his lower lip, his cold eyes had nothing to say: "Are you having a problem with your mind besides your body?"
The young man exhaled deeply. If it weren't for asking, he might have jumped from the hospital bed to fight him. But still try to speak enthusiastically.
"We really saw it when we were young. Don't call my brother over. I will remember with you. You were cute when you were young." Fart.
Xie Shao's dark eyes looked at him deeply, slowly: "So afraid of seeing Song Xu?"
The youth froze for a moment, and hope burst out of his light-colored pupils.
"Yes, yes, I just quarreled with him and my dad at home last week, and it's too embarrassing to meet now. I'll tell you this, can you—"
Xie Shao: "I'll help you to call an additional President Song, so I can help you."
youth:"........"
Fuck, he's mad.
Fragmented memories.
Then came the conversation between his brother and him.
After a quarrel, I probably lost my anger, and I stopped for a while.
His brother asked: "Did you meet Xie Sui?"
"Correct."
His brother was silent for a while: "This person is very dangerous, you try not to interact with him."
"I didn't feel the danger, but the damage is real, the same as when he was a child."
Song Xu: "????? Tell me about your chat."
The young man was sad and explained the whole story.
After listening to Song Xu, he frowned and thought for a long time, and then he said slowly: "He also sent you to the hospital. It seems that he was in a good mood that day. Or, in fact, he remembers what happened when he was a child. He would say those things to you, unlike I know him."
"what?"
Song Xu quickly recovered and said, "No matter what, you stay away from him in the future."
"That's okay, he should return to China soon anyway, he won't see him in this life."
Ward, warm sun, young people with loose smiles.
The dream is like a curtain of water.
An emotion that seemed to be regretful and nostalgic spread.
I don't know if it is the first few times after having this strange dream.
Song Yu was absolutely sure, as long as Xie Sui is in his dream, it is not a good thing.
Coming together on Saturday morning, he had a splitting headache, and it took a long time to feel relieved. Get out of bed, eat breakfast, and see a missed call on the phone.
It was from Meng Guang.
Song Yu drank milk and beat back.
The phone is connected quickly.
"Hey, cousin, what's the matter?"
Meng Guang said, "Yu Yu, when are you going home?"
Song Yu: "Afternoon."
Meng Guang: "It's okay in the afternoon. There is a banquet here at Fuguang Hotel tonight. There is someone from Qin's house in city a. You should know him. Come with me then."
Song Yu was taken aback for a moment, "Qin Family? Who?"
"The fourth youngest of the Qin family is one year older than you, Qin Mo."
Song Yu: "..."
Drink clean milk in one sip, bang, and put down the cup in his hand again.
Song Yu said, "Okay."
The tone was cold and murderous.
Meng Guang: "???"
Meng Guang: "What's up, you two have a holiday?"
Song Yupi smiled and didn't smile: "No, I'm very happy to know one more friend."
Hearing the words Qin Mo and thinking of what he had done in "Gentle Control", Song Yu felt angry with his liver.
However, he was holding the phone and his eyes were a little confused.
Shouldn't Gongyi come out only next semester?
Why come to Jingcheng now?
The first attack in the original book is romantic. Not afraid of meat and vegetables, the playboy, he did everything he could to the prey he liked. He was gentle and considerate in the early stage. After receiving Xie Sui's trust, he became tired and pushed him into the deeper darkness.
When Song Yu first read the essay, he didn't understand the definition of "deep sadomasochistic relationship", but felt that this person was a bit of an afterthought.
So good family background? Is it difficult to help Xie Sui obtain a stable environment?
As a reader, he is very confused, but he also understands that the relationship may not be so good. After all, it is a personal choice whether to help or not. No one stipulates that if he is capable, he must save others.
Then the plot began to show his hideous scene.
Qin Mo allowed the people in the school to ridicule Xie Sui all the way, and only offered a little tenderness when he was most desperate.
A few words of comfort and optional company.
For Xie Sui, it was the light of life, illuminating the long night of walking alone.
Qin Mo broke Xie Sui's icy shell, but he was limited to his friend's position. When Xie Sui couldn't move, his mood became worse.
Deliberately took him to high-end places to make him embarrassed, and deliberately trampled on his dignity.
But at that time Xie Sui had already regarded him as a very important person, many times, he would still reflect on whether he did something wrong.
Perplexed and terrified, in the dark and cold world, caught a glimmer of light, dare not let go.
It's just that the cold and stubborn teenager didn't know that what he grasped was not the light, but the tentacles of the abyss.
The third year of high school was when everything fell apart.
Thinking of the boy with blood on his shirt and retching on the pillar in the dark rainy night.
Song Yu sighed rather unhappily.
...From a poor little one to a dangerous man behind.
What happened to his little bamboo horse?