Xie Sui laughed enough and asked, "What did you dream about me?"

Song Yu sneered.

Things like "liking" are private in nature. If Xie Sui didn't say anything, he wouldn't be so gossipy.

He was just tricked, very angry, and turned his head away: "I was lying, I didn't dream about you."

Xie Sui said meaningfully: "Oh."

Without asking further questions, her eyes fell on the report paper that his arm was holding down, and she smiled and said, "You still can't finish it?"

Song Yu was angry and ignored him.

Xie Sui said, "The format of the first paragraph is wrong."

Song Yu: “???” He was easily distracted when he focused on one thing, so he took his arm away: “What’s wrong? I copied it from the Internet.”

Xie Sui really had a way to deal with him. He took out a pen from the pen holder and said with a smile, "Give it here. I'll correct it for you."

After Song Yu handed it over obediently, he realized something was wrong - damn, should he ignore this liar now? After reacting, he pressed his hand on the paper. Song Yu looked up at him, leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Do you really have someone you like?"

The two of them were so close that his breath almost hit Xie Sui's face, hot.

Xie Sui tilted his head and saw Song Yu's delicate face, with clear, light-colored pupils.

Look slightly downward.

The collar of his summer pajamas was slightly open, revealing the boy's delicate collarbone and milky white skin.

The smell of shower gel after taking a shower is light and luscious.

Xie Sui's lips curled slightly. This kid is really...

cute.

He leaned back calmly, his frivolous feeling subsided a bit, and his tone became serious: "Really."

After a few seconds of pausing, before Song Yu could get angry, Xie Sui smiled and explained, "But the question she gave didn't define the degree of liking someone. Liking a person, liking a season, liking a smell, they are all liking."

Song Yu finally understood that Xie Sui was deliberately misinterpreting the words to drop a big bomb on them and whet their appetite.

He knew that Xie Sui had no time to get to know girls.

Song Yu removed his hand that was pressing down on the paper, and said with a look of disapproval: "You are so mean. Forget it, you should help me change the format first."

Xie Sui held the pen in his hand, but tried to find a topic: "What about you? Don't you really have anyone you like?"

He remembered the truth, Song Yu said no.

Song Yu frowned: "If this is the definition of liking someone, then there must be one. There are too many things I like, and too many people I like—my father, mother, brother, sister, grandmother, cousin, uncle, aunt, and you."

And you.

Xie Sui didn't look at him, but listened quietly, with a smile on his lips that he couldn't stop: "Oh, it's an honor."

Song Yu: "Don't waste time, it's a thousand words."

Xie Sui said calmly: "I don't have that many people I like."

Song Yu swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his throat.

Because I suddenly remembered that the poor little Xie Sui only has Grandma Chen as his family.

Xie Sui: "There aren't many things I like. But because of you, I've started to like mint and summer."

Song Yu laughed and praised: "Sure, brother, everything you like is great."

Xie Sui tilted his head to look at him, his dark eyes also showing a hint of smile, "Yes."

The likes are awesome too.

Song Yu finally finished writing the one thousand word review by copying and pasting from here and there at one o'clock in the morning.

I went back home, drank a glass of milk and went to sleep, but my sleep was not restful at all.

Just as Song Yu had expected in the KTV box, he really had a dream tonight.

A messy dream.

It happened in the ward.

The smell of disinfectant was very faint. The window was open and there was a lawn outside where a group of children in hospital gowns were laughing and playing.

The sunlight comes in, shining on the skin, bright and warm.

It started out of nowhere, but he knew the atmosphere was very awkward.

After a brief exchange with the nurse in English, the tall, straight man in a black suit glanced at him nonchalantly.

The sight was icy cold.

The young man on the hospital bed was stiff, holding his forehead with his hands, looking too embarrassed to look at others.

The nurse left and they were the only two left in the ward.

"Awake?" The man pulled out a chair and sat down, his movements graceful, his temperament noble and cold.

"Tell me about yesterday."

The young man raised his hand to support his forehead and said, "I can explain this. I really am not scamming people."

"If it's not a scam, then it's throwing yourself into someone's arms." He raised his eyebrows, with no trace of mockery in his tone, "Has the Song family fallen to this point?"

youth:"……"

Young man: "I'm sorry, someone bullied me and I can't drink. Thank you for sending me to the hospital. You are such a good person."

The man looked down at his watch and said calmly, "Your brother should be here soon."

Young man: “?!” He widened his eyes, his tone a little anxious and pleading: “I can compensate you for your losses, can you please stop calling me brother?”

"Need not."

He stood up.

"You can't afford it."

As if not wanting to waste any more time, the man took a long stride and walked towards the door.

When the young man thought about the people he would face next, his brother, his mother, his sister, and his father, he felt suffocated. He grabbed his hair and shouted in a hurry: "Wait, there is really no need to call my brother. Why call him? Isn't this delaying our reminiscing about the past!"

If he didn't care about his face, the rest of the conversation would be easier. He forced a smile and said, "Xie Shao, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Sit down and have a good chat. We met when we were five years old, remember?"

The air seemed to be quiet for a second.

The man paused, turned around, and asked with a half-smile, "Five years old?"

The young man tried to smile: "Yes, when I was five years old, you were behind me and called me brother. Do you remember?"

Xie Shao hooked his lower lip, his cold eyes were empty: "Apart from your body, do you have some problems with your brain?"

The young man took a deep breath. If he hadn't needed help, he would have jumped off the bed and fought with him. But still tried to say it enthusiastically.

"We really met when we were kids. Don't call my brother over, I want to reminisce with you about how cute you were when you were a kid." Bullshit.

Xie Shao looked at him with his dark eyes, and said slowly: "Are you so afraid of seeing Song Xu?"

The young man was stunned, and a light of hope burst out in his light-colored pupils.

"Yes, yes, yes. I had a fight with him and my dad at home last week. It's too awkward to meet now. I'll tell you all this. Can you——"

Mr. Xie: "It's just a piece of cake for me to call another Mr. Song for you."

youth:"……"

Shit, he was pissed.

Fragmented memory.

Then there was a conversation between his brother and him.

After a quarrel, the anger has probably subsided and it's time to take a break.

His brother asked, "Did you meet Xie Sui?"

"right."

His brother was silent for a while and said, "This man is very dangerous. Try not to associate with him."

"I don't think he's dangerous, but he's really bad, just like when he was a kid."

Song Xu: "??? Tell me the content of your conversation."

The young man explained the whole story in a depressed tone.

After listening to him, Song Xu frowned and thought for a long time, then spoke hesitantly: "He also sent you to the hospital. It seems that he was in a good mood that day. Or, he actually remembered his childhood. He said those words to you, which is not like the him I know."

"ah?"

Song Xu quickly came back to his senses and said, "No matter what, stay away from him in the future."

"That's no problem. He should be returning home soon anyway, so I won't see him again in this lifetime."

The ward, the warm sunshine, and a young man with a casual smile.

Dreams are like a curtain of water.

An emotion that seemed to be regret and nostalgia spread.

＊

I don’t know how many times I’ve had this strange dream.

Song Yu was completely certain that as long as Xie Sui appeared in his dreams, it was not a good thing.

When he woke up on Saturday morning, he had a splitting headache, which took him a long time to get over. I got out of bed, had breakfast, and saw a missed call on my phone.

It’s Meng Guang calling.

Song Yu drank the milk and fought back.

The call was connected quickly.

"Hey, cousin, what's up?"

Meng Guang said, "Yu Yu, when will you come home?"

Song Yu: "Maybe in the afternoon."

Meng Guang: "The afternoon is fine. There is a banquet at the Fuguang Hotel tonight. There is someone coming from the Qin family in City A. You should know him. Come with me then."

Song Yu was slightly stunned, "Qin family? Who?"

"The fourth young master of the Qin family is only one year older than you, Qin Mo."

Song Yu: “…”

He drank the milk in one gulp, then put the cup in his hand down heavily.

Song Yu said, "Okay."

The tone was cold and murderous.

Meng Guang: “???”

Meng Guang: "What's the matter? Do you two have a feud?"

Song Yu smiled wryly: "No, I'm very happy to have met a new friend."

When Song Yu heard the name Qin Mo and thought of what he did in "Gentle Control", he felt so angry that his liver ached.

However, he held the phone with some confusion in his eyes.

Logically, shouldn't the first part be released in the next semester?

Why are you coming to Jingcheng now?

The character of the top attacker in the original novel is a romantic man. He is a playboy who does not care about food or meat. He will do anything for the prey he likes. He pretends to be gentle and considerate in the early stage, but after gaining Xie Sui's trust, he gets tired of him and pushes him into deeper darkness.

When Song Yu first read the novel, he didn't understand what the "sadistic love" meant, and just thought that this person was a bit of an afterthought.

Such a good family background? Is it difficult to help Xie Sui get a stable environment?

As a reader, he was very confused, but he also understood that maybe the relationship was not good enough. After all, whether to help or not is a personal choice, and no one stipulates that you must save others if you have the ability.

Then the plot begins to show his hideous side.

Qin Mo allowed people in the school to mock and insult Xie Sui, and only showed some tenderness and care to him when he was most desperate.

A few words of comfort and dispensable companionship.

For Xie Sui, it is the light of life, illuminating the long night of loneliness.

Qin Mo broke Xie Sui's cold shell, but it was limited to the position of friends. He couldn't tease Xie Sui, and his mood became worse.

Deliberately taking him to high-end places to embarrass him, and deliberately using words to trample on his dignity.

But at that time, Xie Sui already regarded him as a very important person, and many times, he would reflect on whether he had done something wrong.

Confused and frightened, in this dark and cold world, once I grasp a ray of light, I dare not let go.

But the cold and stubborn boy didn’t know that what he was grabbing was not the light, but the tentacles of the abyss.

Senior year of high school is when everything falls apart.

I thought of the boy with his shirt stained with blood, leaning against a pillar and retching on a dark, rainy night.

Song Yu sighed uncomfortably.

…from a poor little guy to a dangerous person later on.

What exactly did his childhood sweetheart go through?