Of course, Song Yu quickly realized how stupid he was. He pursed his lips and changed the topic. "Are you off work?"
"No." Xie Sui sat opposite him and shook her head. She asked again, "Are you doing a question?"
Song Yu raised the mathematics book in his hand and said, "Yes."
They had met twice, so their interaction was no longer so awkward. Song Yu complained, "I'm really bored to write this. It's so troublesome. The more I write, the more tired I get."
"Actually, it's not troublesome. A66, factorial of 6."
Xie Sui smiled and picked up a pen with her slender hand. She also took out a piece of paper and wrote a formula on it. She handed it to Song Yu. "The question just now."
Song Yu was so embarrassed that his ears turned red. He took it and said, "Thank you."
Fortunately, another customer came into the milk tea shop at this time. Xie Sui went to work.
Song Yu looked at her back and poked a thin tube into the cup. He took a sip of the lemon water and felt the cool and sour taste of summer in his mouth.
He was depressed. Would the protagonist think that he was a retard? Even primary school students would not calculate like that.
The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he was.
It was almost evening.
Song Yu's paper was finally finished under his ample skill in answering questions.
He chose the shortest answer with three long ones and one short ones. He chose the longest answer with three short ones.
Copying was the main method and being confused was the secondary method.
He was uncultured, but he could solve the world.
After finishing the paper, Song Yu felt that his soul had been sublimated.
Halfway through, the store manager asked Xie Sui to buy some strawberries.
In the deserted milk tea shop, a female employee finally found an opportunity to approach him enthusiastically.
"Little brother, can I ask what's your relationship with Brother Xie?"
The female shop assistant's name was Xiao Xi. She was quite pretty and had big eyes. She wore a little orange lipstick and looked pure and beautiful.
Song Yu finished his paper and was in a good mood. He answered casually, "Friends. When school starts, we might still be classmates! "
When Xiao Xi heard this, she smiled, revealing two sweet dimples. She seemed to be very happy.
"That's great. It turns out that Brother Xie still has friends."
She put the exquisite gift box she had been holding in her hand on the table and said softly, "Can I ask you for a favor?"
Song Yu was stunned. "Confess? You'd better tell him that yourself. "
Xiao Xi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "No, Brother Xie doesn't even talk to me. I don't have the guts to confess to him."
She lowered her head, and her hair fell behind her ears. She seemed to be reminiscing. "Brother Xie saved my life last week, and I've been wanting to thank him. But I'm a little scared of him, so I haven't dared to say it out loud. "
Song Yu was stunned and suddenly felt that the name Xiaoxi was a little familiar.
Xiao Xi bit her lips and continued, "I want you to help me give this gift to him. Brother Xie might have forgotten, but I really, really, really want to thank him. "
Her eyes reddened as if she recalled something terrifying. She sniffled and said, "I was walking alone at night and was almost taken away by those hooligans. He was the one who saved me. Brother Xie is really a very, very good person. "
Song Yu finally remembered.
In the original book, Xie Sui got into trouble with those hooligans during the summer vacation and got her fingers broken because she saved this girl named Xiao Xi.
Song Yu had mixed feelings in his heart. He bit the thin straw and thought for a while. He shook his head and said to Xiao Xi, "Since you think he's a very, very good person, why are you still afraid of him?"
Xiao Xi was stunned.
Song Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly. "Why don't you thank him in person? Maybe he hasn't forgotten. Maybe your gratitude will make him happy for a long time. Maybe he's been waiting for you. "
Xiao Xi's face was helpless and confused.
Song Yu's words entered her ears.
The girl's reddish eyes slowly became clear again, and they shone with a determined light. She held the delicately wrapped gift box back in her hand, took a deep breath, got up, and bowed to Song Yu. "Thank you, I understand."
Song Yu stirred the lemon slices and lime in the glass with a thin straw.
He looked at Xie Sui, who came back with strawberries and suddenly received a gift at the door. Her expression was stiff.
He couldn't help but lower his head and smile.
He went into the book and came to Xie Sui's side. He felt sorry for this kind and innocent boy. He wanted him to get rid of the misfortune of the original book and live like he should at this age.
He didn't want to be liked by him, nor did he want to be an indispensable person by his side.
He wanted Xie Sui to see the gentleness of this world. It was not just … his gentleness.
The milk tea shop closed at nine o 'clock.
As usual, Song Yu asked the driver to wait for him at the street intersection.
After Xiao Xi gave the gift, her face was still red, but she was much bolder. Seeing that Song Yu was about to leave, she urged him. "Brother Xie, go and see her off."
Xie Sui frowned.
This place could be said to be remote and remote. There were only a few street lamps on the street, and the street was dark.
Song Yu thought of something. "Do you want to buy a cell phone?"
Xie Sui held the gift in her hand. Her expression was indifferent in the dark, but there was a trace of hostility in her dark eyes.
Song Yu's arrival changed a lot of things, and he didn't like this feeling.
"Hey, are you listening to what I'm saying?" Song Yu, who didn't get a reply, asked again.
Xie Sui looked down and said indifferently, "I'll buy one when I have enough money."
Song Yu paused and asked, "I have an old cell phone at home. I'm going to throw it away anyway. I'll sell it to you for 100 yuan. Do you want it?"
100 yuan was no different from giving it away.
Xie Sui's eyes were cold, and the irritation in her heart was getting worse. She licked her teeth and smiled.
"Okay."
Xie Sui agreed so readily that Song Yu was stunned. He thought that with Xie Sui's sensitive and inferior character, he would have to say something like "I'll throw it away even if you don't use it" to persuade her.
"Okay, I'll bring it to you tomorrow. Then I'll accompany you to get a card."
Song Yu was a little excited. This way, he could directly contact Xie Sui with his cell phone.
He wanted to say something, but suddenly, a whistle came from the front. A young man's hooligan words came.
"Hey, isn't this our big hero?! I've been looking for you for a long time, and now you've delivered yourself to me. "
Song Yu turned his head and looked forward.
Under the street lamp, a few hooligans were squatting and smoking. They had yellow hair and were wearing leather jackets. They put out the cigarette butts with their feet and walked toward them with a fierce expression. To be exact, they were walking toward Xie Sui.
The young man in the lead was thin and sallow. There was a hideous scar on his face. He stared at Xie Sui and sneered. "You were lucky last time. This time, all my people are here. Tonight, even if you don't die, you'll have to break one of your arms. "
There were about seven or eight of them, and they all had things in their hands. They looked like they didn't care about their lives. The chains on their clothes reflected the light, and their eyes were extremely vicious.
Song Yu thought, 'Oh, here comes the big plot point in the original novel. Here comes revenge.' He was a little regretful that he didn't bring a bodyguard today.
In the dark, Xie Sui coldly twitched the corner of his mouth. The hostility and ruthlessness on his handsome face were more intense than this group of people's. It just so happened that he was feeling very irritated, and this group of people was here to help him vent his anger.
He reached out and grabbed Song Yu's wrist. His voice was low and cold. "I caused this trouble. You go first."
How could Song Yu leave him alone? If he left him alone, Xie Sui's arm would be gone.
Song Yu pulled him behind him and said coldly, "Shut up. I'll do it."
Xie Sui was speechless.
The leading hooligan with wine-red hair laughed.
Song Yu was dressed like those obedient boys, and he was holding a math book in his hand. He was clean and handsome, and he didn't look intimidating at all.
He spat on the ground, took a step forward, and grabbed Song Yu's collar. "Don't meddle in things that you shouldn't meddle in. Be careful not to get yourself into trouble. But since you've already meddled, just admit that you're unlucky, little chick. I like to beat bookworms the most. It's best if you become stupid. "
He grinned and waved his arm. It looked like he was going to hit Song Yu against a telephone pole.
Xie Sui's expression turned cold.
But the next second, there was a scream on the street. The person who was thrown to the ground was actually the red-haired hooligan!
In a flash, Song Yu counterattacked and kicked him in one go. The young man's light brown hair brushed his eyebrows and eyes. His seemingly obedient and docile facial features revealed a fierce look.
The red-haired hooligan covered his stomach on the ground. He looked up and glared angrily. "You're courting death!"
"Let's see who dies first."
Song Yu sneered. He rolled up the math book in his hand, stepped on Hong Mao's arm, and hit him on the head with the book. Every hit was full of strength.
The people next to him were stunned.
Even Xie Sui, who had been calm for many years, was stunned by this kid for a few seconds.
Hong Mao screamed and wanted to struggle, but Song Yu's strength was frightening. He was humiliated and angry. He turned back and roared, "You're still standing and watching! Take your weapons and kill him for me! "
The underlings realized that they had brought weapons with them. In an instant, they swarmed up with iron rods and knives.
"You're finished. How dare you provoke our Azure Dragon Gang!"
"Tonight, it's useless even if you kneel down and call me daddy!"
Song Yu released his foot from Hong Mao and entered a few numbers on his phone. While waiting for the call to be connected, he smiled coldly at the group of hooligans.
"Still calling me daddy?"
He patted Hong Mao's face with the math book and sneered. "You should do some homework before you come out. There's a street in the north and south of the city. Ask around and find out who the daddy is. "
“.....”
The hooligans had never heard such arrogant words. They were so angry that their faces turned green! Damn, how could someone be so arrogant!
As for Xie Sui, he was really amused by this child.
The irritation in his heart slowly dissipated in the gentle night breeze. Perhaps Song Yu had brought a lot of variables, but he had also brought him a lot of new experiences.
At least, he didn't dislike it.
Hong Mao was so angry that he wanted to jump up. "You call someone? It's useless even if you call someone! Tonight, either you die or I die! "
Song Yu was already on the phone. "Hello, Uncle Ma, drive the car in. There are a few delinquents blocking the traffic. You can kill them by the way. "
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