Vol 2 Chapter 297: [Easter 2] Qi Xiaoshou's life as a pseudo-mother (13)

In the past, Meng Xinghe came to Qi Yan. After school today, Meng Xinghe saw Qi Yan in front of his classroom.
"Ah, Qi Yan." Meng Xinghe's eyes lit up: "Is there something to do with me? In fact, if something is wrong, just tell me, just don't wait for me."
"No, some things must be explained clearly to the seniors." There was a hint of firmness in the usual lack of confidence.
The smile on Meng Xinghe's mouth froze, then raised her mouth: "Okay, do you still want to eat Japanese food?"
"No..." Qi Yan shook his head: "I invite the senior to drink coffee."
A stream of light flashed in Meng Xinghe's eyes, without any response. For a long time, he brushed the corner of his clothes: "Okay, you can lead the way!"
Qi Yan did not take Meng Xinghe to a particularly expensive cafe, but a cold drink shop that students love to go to. It is very large and the decoration design is very rustic. Qi Yan likes to sit and rest when he is fine. Whether it is studying or leisure, don't have a taste.
After ordering two glasses of the specialty of this store, Qi Yan looked at Meng Xinghe, who was relaxed and complacent, and was a little timid when she came to the mouth.
"What's wrong, don't you have something to tell me?" Meng Xinghe looked at him, a smile flashed in his eyes: "Don't you want to say anything?"
"No, I want to say!" Qi Yan settled his mind: "I... I want to apologize, and suddenly left yesterday, very sorry!"
Meng Xinghe supported his chin with both hands, staring at Qi Yan intently, and then smiled gently after a while: "Okay, I accepted."
Qi Yan was relieved and talked to Meng Xinghe, really tired...
Meng Xinghe is very shrewd. He is not like Tao Qing, so stupid, what to say. Rather than saying that Tao Qing is an adult who has stepped into society, it is better to say that Meng Xinghe has the savvy and calculation of an adult.
"Also, about the seniors yesterday..." Qi Yan pursed his lips: "I have been thinking for a long time, but I still want to refuse."
"Reject?" Meng Xinghe raised the volume somewhat puzzled: "For secular reasons? Or... the man last night?"
"No, it has nothing to do with these." Qi Yan shook his head: "It's purely my own reason."
Meng Xinghe looked at Qi Yan and reached out to draw a tissue from the box next to him: "Although it's very presumptuous, but if I remember correctly... Classmate Qi Yan, you should like me, right?"
Qi Yan suddenly raised his head and looked at Meng Xinghe in shock. How did he know? Did the original owner say anything to him before, or did he have any hint? But Qi Yan's memory does not have these things! Between the original owner and Meng Xinghe, a shining light was surrounded by everyone; a wild grass like a street, too ordinary...
Although the original owner often looked at Meng Xinghe in a daze, he definitely did not confess or express his heart!
"Senior you..."
"Student Qi Yan often looked at Owen, which made me have such an illusion." Meng Xinghe suddenly smiled: "It looks like I guessed right."
"Ah no!" Qi Yan only reacted. He was given the routine by Meng Xinghe: "I, although I liked seniors before, but now I don't--"
"Don't you like it?" Meng Xinghe touched her chin in distress and frowned, "That's really sad."
"..." Qi Yan was a little speechless. He looked at Meng Xinghe's expression, obviously not from his heart... So, from the beginning to the end, is Meng Xinghe playing him?
Horrible thoughts came to mind, Qi Yan had the urge to escape.
Meng Xinghe sighed: "I thought Qi Yan would be a very dedicated person."
"I..." Qi Yan choked, but had nothing to say.
What to say? Isn’t the ‘me’ who likes you now me?
No matter what Meng Xinghe thinks of him, it doesn't matter. It has been decided to cut off the emotions that have not yet begun, then there can be no hesitation, even if the wrong person is yourself.
"Sorry, Senior." Qi Yan's voice was sincere: "It's better to say that you didn't like Senior, you didn't like it at the beginning. I don't deny that I am a boring person, and there are not many good people who can really treat me. , There are not many people who are willing to be friends with me. Up to now, in the school day, I may not say enough words."
"The seniors were really good to me at that time, willing to promote me, willing to laugh with me, and gave me confidence."
"At that time, my eyes followed the seniors, thinking that seniors would have the current Qi Yan."
"It was later discovered that I was wrong. I adore you and envy you, but I don't like and look forward to it."
"Yesterday the senior said suddenly that kind of thing, which surprised me. After I went home, I thought about it carefully. Is it because my previous behavior caused you trouble or an illusion. If that is the case, here, I want to apologize."
"Sorry--"
Qi Yan stood up and bowed deeply to Meng Xinghe.
The noisy sounds around suddenly fell silent, as if the sound of a needle landing could be heard.
Meng Xinghe looked at Qi Yan. He kept bending down, as if he didn't speak, he couldn't get up.
For a long time, Meng Xinghe sighed softly.
"Okay, sit down, it's time to be watched."
Qi Yan raised his head and looked at Meng Xinghe without blinking: "Did the senior forgive me?"
Meng Xinghe chuckled: "Who said you are coming out of wood? Qi Yan, you are very clever. Is it that I can't forgive, you won't sit well?"
Qi Yan nodded without any hesitation.
Meng Xinghe raised his hand with a wry smile and made a surrender: "Okay, okay, you won, I forgive you."
A big stone in the heart fell to the ground, Qi Yan sat in a chair, relieved heavily.
At this time, the two cups of coffee Qi Yan asked for came.
"You taste it, senior, it's very delicious." Qi Yan pushed the quilt to Meng Xinghe: "The characteristics of their family."
"Coffee is also unique?"
"Drink to know if it's special."
Meng Xinghe listened to Qi Yan's words and took a sip, pursing her lips to taste the taste, and suddenly laughed.
"Haha, it's really...characteristic."
Qi Yan smiled and didn't speak.
"Qi Yan, I want to ask you." Meng Xinghe put down the coffee and said in a straight voice: "What is the reason for choosing to tell me clearly?"
Qi Yan was taken aback for a while, holding a coffee cup in his hand: "Because..."
"Huh?" Meng Xinghe asked: "I'm not the kind of person who will give up easily. If I don't tell me clearly, I might check it myself."
"Because of the people I like." Qi Yan didn't reserve: "With the people I really like, he feels different from what I thought when I thought I liked seniors. It was precisely because of this that I understood It’s not as ambiguous as I thought about my feelings for seniors, but it’s just as ordinary."
In the end, Meng Xinghe took a sip of coffee and spoke lightly.
"I wish you happiness."