Chapter 67 Chapter 10 “???” Song Bo…

“???” Song Boyuan looked up instantly. While he was happy that Xie Qingyu stayed, he realized that he seemed to have been tricked.

Never mind, as long as the person finally stayed, that's all that matters.

"Are you really staying?" Song Boyuan asked again in disbelief.

The reason Song Boyuan was so unconvinced was simply because he was injured. If he hadn't been injured, he might have believed that Xie Qingyu would stay, but now he was injured.

Judging from the original owner's previous behavior, the lies he told seemed more like the truth.

"Really stay. If you don't believe me, come with me to the Youth League Home to get my things tonight!" Xie Qingyu looked directly at Song Boyuan and said seriously, "This way you won't be afraid that I'll run away!"

"No need. The Youth Hostel is too far away, and it would be too much trouble for you to bring me along." Song Boyuan felt at ease. "I trust you."

*

There was a lot of chatter not far away, it was so noisy that you could even vaguely see the hostility in the air.

It was none other than the Youth League Home.

It looks like the show is about to begin.

Xie Qingyu quickened his pace.

"Fu Zhiqing, who usually looks as calm as a chrysanthemum, actually didn't tell us this news."

"That's right, he's a hypocrite, just pretending."

“If it weren’t for the village chief, none of us educated youth would have known about this opportunity.”

"He just wanted to go by himself. We usually thought he was a good guy."

“…”

Fu Chen gave the village chief a subtle look when he came forward to talk about this matter.

Yu Guangzhong caught sight of Xie Qingyu and used the opportunity to clear himself: "Comrades, I only received the notice yesterday. I didn't tell you for a while because I wanted to wait until everyone was here before I told you about this. This opportunity belongs to all of us. I just wanted to wait for Xie Zhiqing, who arrived late."

"?" Xie Zhiqing was eating melons, Xie Zhiqing was confused, Xie Zhiqing found that he was being used as a target.

When everyone in the Youth League heard Fu Chen's words, they all looked at Xie Qingyu.

Xie Qingyu curled the corner of his mouth. The protagonist is worthy of being the protagonist. His aura is extraordinary. He actually believed such nonsense.

"You mean waiting for me? So Fu Zhiqing thinks I'm so important?"

Xie Qingyu covered her mouth. "But I'm so important, why can't Fu Zhiqing come to see me in person? If you tell the comrades one day later, they will have one day less to review."

"I really want to thank Fu Zhiqing for delaying the race for a day so that I could start on the same starting line as the other comrades."

"You are such a good person!"

Xie Qingyu was sarcastic.

The educated youth also noticed Fu Chen's trick. The village chief barely suppressed the noise, but there were signs of unrest again.

"Now that we know everything, let's just forget about it." He glanced at one of them, who was mumbling and cursing profanely, and said, "If you have time to argue, why worry about finding out a day later?"

The village chief's tone was full of intimidation. Everyone understood what he meant and gave up the idea of ​​continuing to waste time.

However, Fu Chen's psychological influence on the crowd was greatly reduced. They were too lazy to meddle in other people's affairs and left quietly. Those who were suppressed gave Fu Chen a fierce look before leaving.

The anger in his eyes seemed to be able to burn through Fu Chen.

Fu Chen lowered his head and said nothing, but the hostility around him enveloped his whole body. His clenched fists revealed the infinite anger in his heart.

Xie Qingyu kept an eye on his movements and was relieved to find that he wasn't being favored by the protagonist's halo this time. But this look of him seeming to be a threat made Xie Qingyu shudder. Why was this Youth Hostel a bit cold?

The yin energy is too strong, so you’d better pack up and run away quickly!

What if one day, just the two of them get stabbed?

After glancing at the tattered quilt and cushion, as well as the small package beside it, Xie Qingyu gracefully glanced at the quilt again and twisted the package.

Turned around and left.

I forgot that the original owner only had these things. I'm thinking too much.

Clean up quickly.

Thinking too much.

"You're back just now?" Song Boyuan didn't expect that Xie Qingyu would come back so soon.

"I'm just packing my things, not going to sleep."

When he touched the small package that Xie Qingyu put down, he wanted to ask again, but he never opened his mouth.

Everything is implied.

Instead, what I had thought in my mind before became even stronger.

I have been borrowing Song Boyuan's clothes for the past few days. Today I can look through the package to see if there are any wearable clothes in it.

Take out the last piece of clothing.

"No, no, nothing at all." Xie Qingyu was numb. She didn't expect that what happened that night was not an illusion. It turned out that there was really no clothes to wear now.

After searching through the contents, he found nothing useful. Xie Qingyu picked up the empty package, weighed it, and noticed something strange.

"What's going on? It's just a piece of cloth, so it can't be so heavy." His slender fingers found the bag and stroked the heaviest part.

There seems to be a square object.

After exploring it, they finally discovered the dark layer inside the bag.

tear——

The sewn cloth strips tore open, revealing the original appearance of a red velvet box.

I took out the watch from the box. The silver dial was finely crafted, and it was obvious that it was a good watch worth a lot of money. If it hadn't been hidden in the dark layer at the bottom of the package.

It must have been plundered by the original owner a long time ago! I just don't know if it was pawned by the original owner himself, or given to Song Jiale as a dog.

Recalling the time, there was a time when Song Jiale wore new clothes and ate good food. I guess I sold the money to buy things for Song Jiale.

Xie Qingyu held his forehead.

The evil memory dampened his good mood when he touched the watch.

Xie Qingyu was busy here, and Song Boyuan was also busy.

When Song Boyuan was counting what was left in the house, he would look at Xie Qingyu from time to time. When he looked up for the third time and found that he was still maintaining the same posture as he saw last time, there was no change, so he stopped thinking about his own affairs.

He stared at Xie Qingyu without blinking, to see what he wanted.

I could vaguely see a silver light flashing in Xie Qingyu's hand.

Is it a knife?

Worried about something happening, Song Boyuan jumped to Xie Qingyu's side. He jumped too fast, and due to inertia, he accidentally fell onto the bed with Xie Qingyu.

"Why are you here? And you're in such a hurry?" Song Bo was looking towards him from afar. Xie Qingyu would not have failed to notice him, but the speed at which he came was a little too fast this time!

After getting closer and discovering what was in Xie Qingyu's hand, he said, "I saw a silver light flashing on your hand, and wanted to come over and see what it was."

Xie Qingyu raised the watch in his hand. Given the posture of the two people, he could observe them clearly while lying down.

"A watch. Why are you hiding it? Didn't you want to look at it just now? Now that it's right in front of you, you don't want to look at it anymore?" Xie Qingyu said with a smile, touching the remaining furry hair.

The moment Song Boyuan pounced on the young man, he knew it was a misunderstanding. Now that he was close to him, he felt embarrassed to face him.

Xie Qingyu's smiling voice and the hot breath he exhaled were right next to his ear, so it seemed that they were very close.

But his face was burning now, how could he show his face?

Although it would be considered as covering it up, but...

"You were planning to stay in the quilt, but your face is already red from suffocation." Xie Qingyu gently pulled the person out from under the quilt, holding a bright red apple.

Very worried.

Especially the people, they didn't say a word after they came out.

"What happened?"

"It's okay. I was just bored and didn't react for a while." He answered the question.

"That's good."

Xie Qingyu spread the watch in front of Song Boyuan.

The silver watch lay in the white palm, but the gleaming watch did not obscure the radiance of the jade hand.

"We can sell him. It will just solve our current urgent need."

After listening to this, Song Boyuan lowered his voice and said, "You don't need to sell it. There's no need for money at home."

Xie Qingyu has been staying at this house for the past few days, so of course he knows what’s going on at home: “Isn’t there some debt I owed before? I want to pay it back first.”

"You don't have to pay it back." It is natural to pay back debts, but Song Boyuan didn't want Xie Qingyu to pay it back.

Song Boyuan's voice was a little low, so Xie Qingyu moved closer to him, trying to hear clearly.

“No… no need…”

There was no follow-up, but Xie Qingyu understood what he meant: "I know, but I want to."

Otherwise, if something goes wrong and he runs to Song Jiale one day, where will he go to cry?

Song Boyuan knew that he couldn't convince the young man, so he stopped talking. After all, it was someone else's business.

Others? Song Boyuan's eyebrows drooped slightly, and a look of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

It's inevitable that the night will be long and full of dreams: "Boyuan, how do I get to town from here? I want to go to town tomorrow."

"Tomorrow is market day, and Erniu from the village will take a bullock cart to town. You can get up early tomorrow and take his cart to town together."

"I can't get up so early, so I'll have to trouble Boyuan to wake me up early tomorrow."

"good."

It was already dusk, and the two people who were in the same room and lying on the same bed were no longer as distant as before.

*

Before he heard the rooster crow, Xie Qingyu felt someone calling him and shaking his body.

Trapped in a dream, Xie Qingyu found everything around him extremely dazzling.

I opened my eyes in a daze, and the first thing I saw was a handsome face.

"Finally woke up."

"Did it take long?"

Song Boyuan realized what he had said. He hadn't expected that he had spoken his mind, and that the person himself had heard it. He stopped talking and nodded.

Xie Qingyu touched the obedient puppy and said, "Thank you. Without you, I would have missed the time."

The mist dissipated slightly in the early morning, and the sun that was about to emerge looked a little scattered in the mist, making the early morning a little hazy.

Fortunately, I can see the road.

"It's not far ahead. I know how to get there." He took with him some steamed buns that Song Boyuan had made early in the morning, as well as a handful of money that he had given to him out of worry.

Song Boyuan was still worried about Xie Qingyu, so he sent him to the place where the ox cart was.

There was an uphill road ahead. Xie Qingyu was worried about Song Boyuan's health and wanted him to go back first.

Song Boyuan's voice was resolute. He knew he couldn't continue to send her off, so he gave her a careful warning: "Don't run around in town. Some places are dangerous. Remember the time when Erniu will be back, don't delay."

"Sorry for the delay. The money I gave you is enough. Don't walk back."

"Buy more of your things, especially clothes."

“…”

Xie Qingyu touched Song Boyuan's lips with her fingertips and said, "I know. I've heard it several times and I've remembered it."

He pointed to his solar plexus, indicating that he already knew.

I watched the ox cart Tara Tara moving along the country road and gradually disappearing.

The worry that popped up in my mind disappeared when I thought about going to Brother Erniu's house early in the morning and giving him some instructions.

Dragging my still shaky feet, I slowly walked back home, no longer feeling the anxiety I had when I came.

But my heart was not as calm as when I came.

There are a lot more surges.