Do Not Disturb mode
Fang Qingtong glanced at the mostly empty tables and chairs around and said politely, "It's not very convenient. Sorry, there are still many empty seats around."
He originally wanted to politely send the man away, but the next second he heard Song Yu say in surprise: "Xu Qiao? Why are you here?"
"I have something to do here. If I see you passing by, come in and say hello."
Song Yu stood up and briefly introduced each other to each other, "Senior, this is Xu Qiao, my university classmate."
"This is my senior from high school, Fang Qingtong."
The two nodded at each other, "Hello."
Xu Qiao glanced at the food on the table and asked, "Are you eating?"
What a question that is asked deliberately, Fang Qingtong complained in his heart. He saw that others were eating but still came over. What kind of person is this? Based on his understanding of Song Yu, she would not agree to such an impolite thing as sharing a table with a friend at the last minute.
As expected, Song Yu said, "This restaurant is not bad. There are still seats available. You can eat somewhere else."
Fang Qingtong heard the answer she wanted and looked at the man who was still standing at the table with satisfaction. He saw his face turn slightly pale and then he replied softly, "OK", turned around and followed a waiter in another direction.
After a while, Song Yu went to the bathroom.
After she came back, the two of them finished their meal soon. Fang Qingtong called the waiter to settle the bill, and then the two of them stood up and walked towards the door.
"Thank you, Senior. I'm sorry to bother you with this meal."
Fang Qingtong waved her hand. "That's nothing. What are your plans for this afternoon? Do you want to take a break and find a place for us to play tennis?"
"No, my friend is waiting for me at the door." Song Yu declined.
Fang Qingtong looked towards the door and saw the man standing there looking at them silently, his face not pale.
His heart sank, wondering if she had spent so much time in the bathroom to look for this guy. Then he forced a smile and said, "Is that so? Okay, let's make an appointment again sometime."
Song Yu nodded and said, "Goodbye, senior." Then he turned around and walked towards the man.
The two people were not far apart, but their behavior seemed very familiar. He heard Song Yu ask the man why he hadn't eaten so late, whether he had a stomachache, and whether he had drunk the porridge. The man lowered his eyes and responded one by one. He had just asked Song Yu if she was very familiar with this man, but she denied it.
Fang Qingtong lowered his head and coughed, then turned and walked in the opposite direction of the two people. Light and thin white smoke drifted out and dissipated in the wind. Halfway through, he subconsciously turned his head to take a look, but he didn't expect to bump into the man. He was startled by that look and immediately turned his head away in panic. No wonder he felt a chill down his spine when he started eating. The man must have been nearby at the time.
"What are you looking at?" Hearing Song Yu asking him, Xu Qiao retracted his gaze and turned his head, "Nothing."
Song Yu turned around and took a look, only to see Fang Qingtong walking hurriedly. She was a little puzzled. Didn't she just say she was going to play tennis? Why was she walking like a ghost was chasing her?
"You didn't see anything, so why are you laughing?"
"Happy." Xu Qiao asked, "Was that person called Fang Qingtong?"
"Yeah, didn't I tell you? He was my senior in high school."
Fang Qingtong, 24 years old, was hit by an electric bike while crossing the road in high school and was hospitalized for a week. He is 178 cm tall, which perfectly meets the standard. He is one of the three people.
"How did you meet?"
"At the hospital over there, he said he wanted to treat me to a meal." Song Yu said nonchalantly, "It was just a senior whom I hadn't seen in many years. There was nothing else. It wasn't a special appointment."
"Just a senior, nothing else?"
Song Yu was originally answering questions honestly, but after hearing this, he felt something was wrong, "Why are you asking these questions?"
They had been together for a year, the longest time Song Yu had ever been with someone. In the beginning, they often went home together. The words "Song Yu's house is not on the way" were bolded and blacked out. Xu Qiao took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Just asking, I thought he was your tutor."
"Just now, he seemed to be very good at teaching."
"Really?" Song Yu recalled for a moment, but didn't realize it. "I never had a tutor in high school. I taught myself everything."
"That's amazing." Xu Qiao praised sincerely.
Song Yu looked at it for a while and then turned his head away inexplicably. "Okay, it's okay. I'm leaving. You have stomach problems, so take care of yourself in the future."
Xu Qiao was stunned. "Where are you going? Aren't you going back to school?"
"No, you go back first, I have something to do."
She was wandering around the streets alone, and when she was really tired, she found a coffee shop to sit down. She sat by the window and ordered a cup of the shop's specialty. Then her cell phone rang. It was a message from the owner of the photo processing shop. The machine in the shop was broken, and the film might not be developed for the time being. If it was urgent, they could send the film back for a refund, and asked her to go to another shop to develop it first.
"What is going on?" Song Yu let out a deep breath, then sent a message to her boss saying that she was not in a hurry and that she could wait until the machine was repaired before flushing and scanning it for her.
"Hello, here is your coffee, please enjoy." This is a very stylish coffee shop. Even the trays serving coffee have different shapes with the coffee shop's logo printed on them. The white base with the drink mixed with light green and brown looks very beautiful.
She took a photo, then picked up the cup and took a sip. She ordered a mint iced latte. It was cool and refreshing but tasted good. However, the coldness made her think of Xu Qiao for no reason, and the obviously lost look in his eyes when the two of them just separated.
Small crystal drops of water kept oozing out of the transparent cup wall and wet her fingers. She tore off a piece of paper from the side to wipe away the water that had already flowed onto her palms, drank the little coffee left in the cup, and the bottom of the cup hit the table with a crisp sound. She couldn't go on like this. She had to find a time to explain things to Xu Qiao.
"You really want to do this?"
"What's wrong with me?"
Lan Lin jumped down from the sofa in front of the balcony and stood in front of Song Yu angrily. "I thought you asked me to come to your house to tell me about your love story with Xu Qiao, but you actually came to me to ask how to explain it to him clearly?"
"Luckily I voted for him on the campus website."
Song Yu sat on the ground, staring intently at the ground. Upon hearing this, he looked up at her and asked, "What voting?"
Lan Lindun turned around and sat on the sofa, "Nothing." What's the point of saying this now? She is destined to lose, and the protagonist told her this himself.
"So now you..."
"Move your feet aside, you're blocking my light." Song Yu said. In front of her was a large puzzle, which she had been working on for so many days and was almost finished.
Lan Lin snorted, but still obediently retracted his foot. "Then how are you going to explain this to him?"
"I asked you to come because I haven't thought it through yet."
"You don't share good things with me, but ask me to give you advice when you encounter bad things." Lan Lin was indignant.
The sofa beside him sank, and Song Yu sat up barefoot on it. "How about I just ask him out and talk to him clearly?"
"How did you divide it up in all your previous roles? Do you still need me to teach you this?"
"Isn't this different? It doesn't matter at all."
"Then the best way is to give him the cold shoulder." Lan Lin grabbed a biscuit from the table. "If you give him the cold shoulder for a while, others will naturally know."
Song Yu frowned, "But I always feel that Xu Qiao is different from others."
"You know it's different." Lan Lin glanced at her, chewing a biscuit, and said confidently, "I told you not to mess with him at the beginning. Now look what happened. So many people are chasing him, but he remains unmoved. Do you know what this means?"
"What does it mean?" Song Yu asked back.
"It means that the other person isn't the type to be easily impressed. Once this kind of person sets their mind on you, you have to be careful. Unless they give up on their own initiative, you probably won't be able to shake them off."
Song Yu looked at her, "Have you encountered this before? How did you solve it?"
"When I was in high school, there was a boy who kept pursuing me. I rejected him many times but it was no use. Finally..." Lan Lin smiled at her, "I found someone to threaten and intimidate him, warning him that if he came again, I would get someone to beat him up. Naturally, he stopped coming after that."
"This method won't work." Song Yu shook his head. It was unnecessary to come to this point. "Think of another way for me."
Lan Lin rolled his eyes. "Then just sit back and relax. A sensible person will back off when faced with difficulty."
So, for the whole next week, Song Yu did not reply to Xu Qiao's messages. He did not send many messages, most of which were about Yaya's studies, interspersed with one or two questions asking Song Yu if he had gone on a trip again and whether he had returned. Later, seeing that Song Yu did not reply to his messages, he gradually stopped sending messages.
"Hey, did Xu Qiao text you again?" Lan Lin saw Song Yu constantly checking her phone as they walked down the street. "Since you're not going to reply, there's no need to read these messages."
"No."
Lan Lin felt a little strange. "But when I looked at your phone just now, weren't you looking at the chat page with him?"
"...I'm curious...just take a look."
Lan Lin rushed to Song Yu, grabbed her shoulders with both hands and shook her vigorously, "Hey, wake up! You're not waiting for his message like this every day, are you?"
"What?" Song Yu slapped Lan Lin's hand away and retorted with a frown, "Of course not. Who do you think I am?"
"You wouldn't have announced your relationship without explaining it to others, would you?"
Song Yu opened his eyes wide, "Of course not, I already said I would explain it to him clearly."
"Really?" Lan Lin looked past Song Yu and suddenly a strange smile appeared on his face. "Then prove it to me."
Song Yu turned around as if she sensed something. Xu Qiao was standing under a big tree not far from them, looking at her quietly.
Resisting the urge to turn around and run, Song Yu turned around and saw Lan Lin with an expression that looked like he was watching the fun and not minding the trouble. "Hey, Xu Qiao is coming our way. Don't let us down. You said you would explain things to him."
"I..." Before Song Yu could speak, Lan Lin slipped away first.
A familiar voice sounded from behind, "Song Yu."
Unable to avoid it, Song Yu turned around and greeted him with a somewhat awkward tone, "What a coincidence, you are here too."
Xu Qiao stood in front of her, clearly just staring at her quietly, but she felt as if she had made a terrible mistake, and it was almost impossible for her to raise her head. "Have you been busy lately?"
"I'm fine." Song Yu tried his best to keep a normal expression. "What's wrong?"
"You haven't texted me back in a week."
Lan Lin, who was hiding nearby and eavesdropping, looked excited. It’s coming, it’s coming, Song Yu, come on.
There was only a moment of silence before Song Yu's voice came, "Haha, I accidentally set you to Do Not Disturb, so I just saw your message."
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