His noisy voice brought Xie Sui back to her senses, and she temporarily put aside the matter of her illness.
She tilted her head and met Song Yu's light brown eyes, which were now surging with anger. Her eyes were clear and bright. She was obviously angry, but he felt that she was cute.
After getting along with him these days, Xie Sui was really good at dealing with him.
She ignored his threat and only smiled and asked, "Which subject are we going to study today?"
Song Yu: "Uh?"
He immediately swallowed his anger. When it came to studying, he would think of the monthly exam. When he thought of the monthly exam, he thought of the image of a top student that Father Song had set for him, so he settled down.
Song Yu scratched his head. "Language. I still have some homework left."
The city library was not even close to the school, so Song Yu simply took a taxi to the school. On weekends, many students lived far away and did not go home. In the school library, the reading room on the first floor was full, and there were basically no seats. They were all senior high school students.
"Let's go to the second floor."
Song Yu did not want to squeeze with them.
There were relatively fewer people on the second floor, so they chose a corner.
Song Yu placed his homework on the table. As soon as he sat down, he saw that it was raining outside the window.
The sky was misty, and the whole school was particularly quiet. The summer rain was very heavy, and the sound came from outside the window, and the water dripped through the window.
Song Yu held a pen. Everything he did before he started studying was interesting. He was in high spirits. "This is the first time I've seen rain in Jing City."
Xie Sui glanced outside and replied faintly, "Yes."
Song Yu noticed that he was not in high spirits, so he asked, "You don't like rainy days?"
Xie Sui never liked to share his emotions with others. He just wanted to say something perfunctory, but he gave up. He smiled and said, "Yes, I don't like rainy days."
Rainy days would bring back bad memories.
It seemed that when he died, it was also rainy.
He did not want to say more about this matter.
Xie Sui said, "Give me all the papers you did yesterday."
"Okay."
Seeing that he didn't want to talk about it, Song Yu naturally didn't ask further.
Although he was here to do his language homework, he always liked to overestimate himself. He thought that if he could finish his homework in half an hour, he would have nothing to do. So he even brought a math exercise book with the test papers tucked inside.
"Here you go. I've written down every question on this paper."
His tone was a little smug.
Xie Sui took it and chuckled. "You wrote a solution?"
Song Yu: "…"
Are you clear about this? I'm now your target for the semester! The person you support!
Before he could get angry, Xie Sui took the initiative to strike first. She held a pen to Song Yu's lips and said elegantly, "Noise is prohibited here."
Song Yu was speechless.
Gritting her teeth, she lowered her head and began to do her language homework.
At the beginning of the first year of high school, the homework assigned was quite easy. The only troublesome thing was the weekly essay.
After all, the language teacher was a very sentimental middle-aged man who asked them to write down their target for the semester when school started. The essay topic he gave them this time was also very artistic.
"Never forget, there will be an echo."
Eight words. The topic was self-written, and the idea was self-selected.
Before the holidays, he specifically emphasized that if they could find it on the Internet, so could I. This sentence cut off their opportunistic thoughts.
Song Yu was the most afraid of writing essays.
Biting the pen for a long time, he took these eight words as his topic.
"Never forget, there will be an echo."
He only said that the topic was self-written. He didn't say that they couldn't copy it.
Okay, eight words. 1% completed.
But did the topic count as a word count?
Forget it, he didn't want to think so much. Song Yu went to Baidu and copied its meaning. Sure, he got 30 words.
He tried to figure out the word count.
Xie Sui was over there, flipping through his paper very carefully. After flipping through it, she took a pen and began to write in her notebook.
Song Yu was writing his essay. His thoughts were scattered everywhere, and he harassed him. "Are you writing a study plan for me?"
Xie Sui: "Notes."
Song Yu: "Mathematics notes? I did this myself. "He had asked Xie Sui about the Wayne diagram last time.
Xie Sui held the pen and didn't look up. "Middle school content. Your foundation in functions is very messy."
Song Yu: "Oh, oh."
He stumbled and finally wrote 800 words. He studied the four words "Never Forget" in depth. On how to "read", he listed more than ten possibilities and feasibility. He didn't know if the teacher was satisfied, but he was very satisfied.
After writing Song Yu, he was very sleepy.
"I'll sleep for half an hour. Wake me up when it's time."
Xie Sui: "Okay."
The lights in the library were turned on. It was warm and bright.
It was very quiet here. There was only the rustling of Xie Sui's writing on the opposite side. After he fell asleep, she deliberately softened her movements.
The sound of the rain outside became softer.
The environment was comfortable and comfortable.
But Song Yu didn't sleep very well this time.
Last time, he dreamed of an island, a blue sky, and a sea.
These words sounded bright, but in the dream, they were cold and depressing, accompanied by gunshots and blood.
This time, the dream was intermittent, but he was no longer an outsider.
In a high-end villa, there were gorgeous chandeliers, melodious piano music, and wine glasses gently clinking.
A group of socialites in evening gowns were toasting each other. Their smiles were expectant and nervous, and their voices were full of yearning. The most he heard was "thank you." It was like a banquet to welcome someone.
In front of the villa, the manor's gate carved with iron flowers opened, and a black limousine drove in.
But he only saw the car door open, and it seemed like someone was walking out. But before he could even see the person's face clearly, the scene in the dream changed to a rainy night.
The rain was pouring down, and the whole sky was hanging low, pressing down heavily. A young man stumbled out of an apartment. His school uniform was splattered with bright red blood.
Just like his red eyes, fierce and crazy.
After taking a few steps, the young man's footsteps slowed down. His tall and straight body was like bamboo that snapped in an instant.
He bent down, holding onto a pillar, and couldn't help but vomit.
Song Yu was woken up by someone.
"Half an hour is up."
Song Yu woke up, still feeling a little dazed. The rain outside hadn't stopped.
There were many more people in the library.
He stared blankly at the person in front of him for a long time. He wanted to say something, but the words stopped at the tip of his tongue.
It was a silent and depressing rainy day.
He looked at Xie Sui's dark and deep eyes and said uncomfortably, "Are you hungry?"
Xie Sui didn't expect him to ask about this as soon as he woke up. She handed him the finished notes in her hand and said in amusement, "There's a cake shop outside."
Song Yu nodded.
It wasn't time for dinner yet.
"Let's go eat something first."
When they entered the cake shop, many people looked in their direction.
They found a place to sit down. Xie Sui said, "I'll go buy something. You sit down first."
Song Yu looked up and saw that there were a lot of people in line, so he agreed.
While waiting, Song Yu was bored and turned on his phone. He clicked in and out of a few apps. His gaze fell on the screen, but his heart wasn't there. Song Yu's mind was still filled with the dream just now. He didn't like rainy days? He probably didn't like rainy days. Rainy days were Xie Sui's unlucky days.
The few times his life collapsed, it was always rainy days.
In "Gentle Control", although Gong Yi's attitude was ambiguous and his words and actions were too intimate. Xie Sui had always treated him purely as a friend, his only friend. He was born in a poor environment, but his heart was unexpectedly pure. He never thought of those disgusting things.
A little bit of kindness and gentleness was infinitely magnified and carefully treasured. So when he graduated from high school, he was studied medicine and was tricked into working with Wang Ci. How desperate was he?
He recognized the ferocious face of his good friend.
He also recognized the truth of his loneliness.
Song Yu's heart was stifled.
It was extremely uncomfortable.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He wanted to go to the hospital to press Wang Ci down on the bed and beat him up again.
At this time, he clicked on the forum.
His gaze was attracted by a newly posted post.
[I'm jealous. Other people have school hunks to study with when they are 15 years old, but I have nothing.]
There were two photos on the main page.
It was of him and Xie Sui. Xie Sui was writing while he was sleeping. In the corner of the library, the light gently shone down. Xie Sui was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. His side profile was handsome and cold. In the photo, his eyelashes were long and slender. He had an indescribable temperament.
He was sleeping on the table, only half of his black head showing.
The person who took the photo was sitting on the other side of the second floor of the library. From her angle, the rest of his body was blocked by the bookshelves. She couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman.
1 1: God Xie?
2 1: F * ck! F * ck! F * ck! Who is God Xie in the library with?
3 1: OP, your photography skills are too bad!
4 1: Are there any sisters in the library? I think this looks like the second floor! Hurry up and help us take a look! I don't believe that Brother Yu was cheated on.
5 1: You're thinking too much. Will people who study in the library on the weekend read the forum?
… …
6 1: The drumstick in my hand suddenly doesn't smell good. TUT
7 1: My happy little jio is gradually stopping.
8 1: Sob sob sob, other people's weekend, other people's 15 years old.
9 1: OP, take a clearer picture! Let me see who it is!
… …
15l OP:? _? Sisters above, I'm sorry. I … I went to the toilet and they left. But I asked someone and they seemed to have gone to the Gatehouse Cake Shop. I'll chase after them and help you take a photo. Oh, God Xie is also a little brother, not his girlfriend. Also, I remember his clothes. Wait for my good news.
The building that was originally filled with jealousy began to change its style at this time.
【？？？】
【？？？ A boy? Is he the hot guy I think he is?]
Of course, the girls had a tacit understanding of the CP, but the boys had no sense of presence. They didn't expect it to be Song Yu. The boys entered the building and cursed. The resentment of being single for many years was not a joke.
36 1: Who is this? Is he studying or dating?
37 1: Disgusting. He even ate cake. Aren't the two guys sick of each other? Vomit vomit vomit vomit.
38 1: OP, take a photo! Hurry up and take a photo! Publicly executing him. I'm so angry! I also want the city's No.1 to study with me!
Song Yu was expressionless.
Suddenly, a flash lit up on his right. It was directed in his direction.
He turned his head and saw a girl with a ponytail wearing No.1 Middle School's uniform. She probably only realized that she forgot to turn off the flash after taking the photo. She was so embarrassed that she buried her head in the pile of books and didn't dare to look at him.
Song Yu didn't say anything. He lowered his head and continued reading the post.
40 1: I took a photo … I feel that … it's a little familiar!
41l: Let me see who's so shameless. I'm working so hard to finish my homework. What are they doing? Disgusting, disgusting. Quick, post the picture. Once it's posted, brothers, put the word "shameless" in the reply.
… …
42 1: [Photo]
The photo was of a young man sitting at the side of the cake shop. He was absent-mindedly playing with his phone. His hair was light and soft, and his skin was fair. He looked obedient but had a cold expression. He didn't look like someone to be trifled with.
At the same time.
43 1: Your Husband Brother Yu:
"…"
For a moment, the lively post was silent.
Then, the forum was in an uproar.
The screen was full of hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha and Brother Yu is so handsome.
At this moment, someone touched cue41l's brother. [The photo is out. Brother 41L, say something. It's the ID Longbow Not Afraid of Long.]
… …
57 1: Longbow Not Afraid of Long: Handsome.
58 1: Longbow Not Afraid of Long: Who wouldn't praise him for being handsome?
Every word seemed to come from trembling hands.
The replies below were very uniform.
There was a row.
[Embarrassing.]
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