Chapter 117 The Humble Crematorium of He Xilou

"Holy crap! Did He Xilou really say that?"

After school started, Xu Qingqing returned to the dormitory and almost spit out a mouthful of Coke.

Sheng Wan came over curiously: "And then, what then? Did you agree to him?"

Meng Shiyi: "We haven't reconciled yet. Let's see how he behaves."

Sheng Wan analyzed rationally: "So your relationship now is... you don't want to bother with him, don't want to get back together, and he's pestering you?"

"About the same."

On the side, Xu Qingqing reached out and shook Meng Shiyi's shoulders hard, trying to wake her up.

"Sisters, wake up and don't let a man's tears make you soft-hearted. Those are crocodile tears! And he, this bastard, actually dared to forcefully kiss you? Does he think he's so handsome?!"

Sheng Wan nodded in agreement: "That's right, don't promise him so early."

Meng Shiyi recalled the night a few days ago.

He Xilou wanted her to release him from the blacklist.

She didn't agree.

She also warned him not to harass her with the phone or trumpet, not to pull her or grab her, and not to force hugs or kisses on her, because this was a sign of disrespect, and if it happened, he would fail the probation period.

He Xilou also promised and said "OK".

He couldn't contact her via WeChat or phone.

So she has been quite free in recent days.

Until class starts.

He Xilou somehow got her class schedule and knew exactly where her classes were located.

She finishes class every time.

She could always see He Xilou wearing a mask and a baseball cap, sneaking around in the corner waiting for her.

Because she doesn't allow others to know about it, so as to avoid being criticized on the forum.

It made He Xilou look like a thief.

A quiet corner in the teaching building.

He Xilou, carrying two large bags, followed her steps, his low, magnetic voice filled with restrained excitement, "Baby."

Meng Shiyi didn't look at him or pay any attention to him and continued walking forward.

Treat him like air.

"Baby," He Xilou tirelessly repeated her calls in a hoarse voice, his voice extremely sexy, "Good baby, pay attention to me, Shiyi baby, little Shiyi~"

“…”

Who taught him to pinch like this? Has he mutated?

Meng Shiyi was a little uncomfortable with it and even a little disgusted, "You are not allowed to call me baby now, we are not familiar with each other."

An arrow pierced He Xilou's heart.

He rolled his Adam's apple and coaxed softly, "Okay, then Sister Shiyi, is that okay?"

"Just barely."

He Xilou came forward to offer his courtesy: "I bought milk tea and your favorite blueberry cake, and you can have some in your dormitory. I also brought you a bouquet of flowers, please don't dislike it."

It was a bouquet of pink Manta roses, wrapped in high-quality black paper, beautiful and romantic.

He Xilou also wrote "I love you" in Russian on it.

Meng Shiyi took the things, was silent for a moment, and said, "Don't buy me so many things in the future."

The dormitory was filled with so many flowers he sent.

"No," He Xilou said seriously, "Sister Shiyi, if you don't spend my money, I will be very sad."

The two walked side by side all the way to the downstairs of the dormitory.

He Xilou felt a little reluctant to let her go and unconsciously reached out to hug her.

But he just raised his hand.

Meng Shiyi just stared at him.

"Sorry," He Xilou suddenly realized that he couldn't force a hug. His hands froze in mid-air, and he had to restrain himself and put them down. "Sister Shiyi, you go up first."

at the same time.

Xu Qingqing and Sheng Wan secretly lay on the balcony, staring at a hidden corner downstairs from the sixth floor.

He Xilou was seen standing there, looking at Meng Shiyi's back reluctantly as she left, but Meng Shiyi didn't even look back.

Xu Qingqing narrowed her eyes and asked, "Do you think he is sincere about Shiyi?"

Sheng Wan shook her head. "I'm not sure. He's still qualified for now, but what can we learn in just a week? Let's wait and see. Men are very cunning. Maybe he'll give up after a while."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

Meng Shiyi returned to the dormitory carrying her things.

Sheng Wan got straight to the point: "Baby, don't be soft-hearted just because a man gives you a little gift! You have to be a woman with a heart of stone. At least observe him for a while!"

But when she and Xu Qingqing took the milk tea and cake.

The two fell silent again.

This was the nth time that He Xilou had brought food and drinks to the entire dormitory.

Do you want them to persuade Shiyi?

They are not so superficial, okay!

But, to be honest, the things He Xilou bought are really... delicious. He must have bought this cake specially.

I eat other people's food and then talk about them behind their back. I always feel guilty and uneasy. I feel very twisted and have an indescribable feeling.

But she soon came to her senses.

So He Xilou, the big-time wolf, is planning to use a food trick?!

After this.

Meng Shizhi saw He Xilou more and more frequently.

He is obviously a very busy man, and he has already applied to move out of the dormitory this semester. He will not live on campus and will not live with Meng Huaili, Lu Shijie and Jiang Yue.

In the second half of his junior year, he had almost no classes and usually didn't need to come to school at all.

But he still appeared in front of her almost every day.

Just to walk with her, just for a little while.

Meng Shiyi looked at the big bag he brought again, pursed her lips and said, "Can you please stop sending me food? I'm getting fat."

Besides, it’s nice to eat milk tea cake occasionally, but if you eat it every day... you’ll really get tired of it.

"I like you even when you're fat," He Xilou coaxed her, "You're too thin now, maybe I can bring you something else next time, okay?"

Every time he goes to the cake shop, he wants to buy all the delicious food to feed his little poetry.

Meng Shiyi shook her head indifferently: "Not good."

He Xilou paused and silently clenched his fingertips.

It’s not like he hasn’t given me beautiful jewelry and clothes, all kinds of jewelry and bags.

But Meng Shiyi thought it was too expensive and refused to accept it, so he could only settle for the next best thing and give her some delicious food.

But now she is unwilling to accept even delicious food.

He didn't know how else to comfort her.

She seemed really unwilling to pay attention to him...

Inside the car.

"Think of a way for me." He Xilou said in a deep voice.

His expression was serious, as if he was discussing some big business deal.

Qi Yao was speechless.

He actually wanted to scold He Xilou, but he was too scared to do so.

"Why doesn't she accept your expensive jewelry? Because she doesn't want to owe you too much. She's also hesitant about whether to get back together. She's worried that if they don't get back together, she'll have taken so many of your things for nothing, and she'll feel uneasy."

"To be honest, she's a really good girl. That's simple. She doesn't accept expensive things, but she will accept things that are thoughtful and thoughtful."

Gift giving is about the thought, not the price.

Qi Yao said as he drove, "It's not your money that she's interested in, brother. It's your sincerity, OK?"

It’s a pity that He Xilou has dated so many girlfriends, but it was all in vain. He doesn’t even understand such a simple truth.

What girls care about is the thought and the sense of ceremony.

"Oh, okay, I see."

He Xilou nodded and learned with an open mind.

He also kept searching the Internet for ways to make girls happy and how to get back together with them.

He gave her all kinds of things, but Meng Shiyi refused them. She didn't want his expensive gifts at all, and now she didn't want to pay attention to him. It was hard to even say a word to him.

The girlfriends he had dated before were all in name only. They would happily accept any branded items as gifts and even post a nine-square grid on their Moments to express their love.

So he thought girls would like this.

But Meng Shiyi is not...

Next week.

Meng Shiyi didn't see He Xilou.

Next Monday.

Meng Shiyi’s afternoon water class has three sections.

When it comes to the situation and policies, few students listen carefully, and most of them are just looking down at their phones.

Meng Shiyi sat in the last row, facing the back door.

The door was not closed. When she turned her head, she saw He Xiluo hiding in the corner outside, looking at her eagerly, hoping that she would finish class early.

It's wrapped so tightly, like a stalker fan.

The bell rang and get out of class was over.

Meng Shiyi was holding a book and walking slowly at the end.

Until almost all the other students left.

He Xilou just stuck to her like a plaster, and when they walked side by side, he stuck close to Meng Shiyi without realizing it.

"Poetic sister."

He pulled out a small cross-body bag.

It was a small, light pink bag with a white bunny pattern on it, but the edges were crooked and the proportions were very off.

Meng Shiyi's sharp comment: "Ugly."

He Xilou paused his hand in mid-air and asked hoarsely, "Really?"

Meng Shiyi nodded: "Yeah, ugly."

He Xilou had bought her many bags before, but she had not accepted any of them. This was the ugliest one.

Hearing this.

He Xilou was silent for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "I knitted this."

Meng Shiyi turned around in surprise, "Did you knit this yourself?"

It's hard to believe that the man in front of me would actually do such a thing.

Even she herself doesn't like knitting very much. It's very tiring and troublesome.

He Xilou rolled his Adam's apple and said, "Yeah, I knitted for a week."

“…” No wonder I didn’t see him last week.

She thought some luxury brand was looking for something new and produced such an ugly thing and sold it to such a fool.

He Xilou silently took back the bag and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't do it well. I'll get you a nice one next week."

"No, you don't need to flatter yourself, because I don't need a bag at all."

Meng Shiyi decisively refused and went upstairs to the dormitory building without looking back.