☆, Chapter 38
Xiu Yangui didn't dare to think about anything else, but he couldn't help but become more greedy.
Xi Mo is slow but has a pure, clean and straightforwardness, like a white paper without a trace of ink residue, like a white swan quietly wandering on a crystal clear lake, and like a pure white jasmine flower that is quiet, elegant and fragrant.
He wanted to possess such a beautiful woman all to himself.
"Return from the feast."
Yin Ya, who I hadn't seen for a winter vacation, had big curly hair, and with her extremely cool face, she looked quite beautiful.
"School Beauty Yin, are the people inside willing to let you out? You're very popular. I can't even find a chance to clink glasses with you."
Xiu Yangui leaned against the fence with a cynical smile on his face, looking very ruffian, just like a bad boy who harassed pretty girls, and a very handsome bad boy at that.
"Yeah?"
Yin Ya knew he was being polite, "Then let's do it now."
"I did it, you can do whatever you want."
Xiu Yangui raised the cup that had been placed beside him, clinked it with Yin Ya's, and with a rolling sound of his Adam's apple, he drank it all in one gulp and filled the glass again.
Yin Ya walked to Xiu Yangui's side and looked at the scenery outside. "You look worried, big birthday boy."
Xiu Yangui straightened his wind-twisted hair. Always the socialite who cares most about her image, she didn't give a direct answer: "I still prefer people calling me handsome."
"Okay, handsome guy, happy birthday."
Yin Ya clinked his glasses again, and the two of them stayed in silence for a while. Xiu Yangui wanted to go back to the private room, and Yin Ya said calmly, "Two months ago, you didn't come."
Two months ago, during the final exams, Yin Ya had not given up on her feelings for Xiu Yangui, so she asked someone to pass him a note, saying that if he was willing to be her boyfriend, she should ask him to wait for her in Class 1 after the final exams, and she would confess her feelings to him in person.
But after the final exam, he did not stay and left the classroom with Xi Mo and Chen Nianyu.
The proud Yin Ya is willing to bow down for him just because she likes him, but Xiu Yangui cannot accept her confession, not even once.
"Yin Ya, you can meet someone better."
Xiu Yangui didn't say anything else. Apologies or thanks wouldn't help at this moment. This was probably the first time Xiu Yangui spoke to Yin Ya with such a proper attitude and normal tone.
Yin Ya smiled and said, "You are much more handsome when you speak seriously than when you were so slick before. If you had spoken like this in your freshman year, I might have confessed to you in your freshman year."
Xiu Yangui also laughed, "Really? But I think I'm handsome in every way. I'm handsome, there's nothing I can do about it."
"Stinky."
Yin Ya rolled her eyes at him, raised her chin again, and walked towards the box in a leisurely manner. Xiu Yangui raised his glass in salute to her free and easy back.
"You're not going to live your youth without showing off."
The people in the box only heard the last conversation between the two.
"Hey, hey, what are those two whispering about? Let me listen, let me listen. What teenager? I'm a teenager."
"You're a shitty teenager, drink!"
"Brother Yan, why are you drinking outside alone? Come in."
Hit by the bright lights of the box, that unrestrained and romantic face looked even more charming, with a dark shadow following him, and with the thick night behind him, he was like a cunning fox that was seducing people's souls and making them fall into the endless abyss willingly.
"Have fun, you guys. I have friends in another box who haven't been pampered yet. I have to go and pamper them."
"Oh my, don't work yourself to death."
"Go ahead, we'll have fun on our own."
"Bye, Brother Yan, come back soon. Don't miss them. We are the best!"
Yin Ya stood in the box and looked towards Xiu Yangui. "Drink less."
"How considerate, Miss Yin, drink less~"
"Drink less alcohol~嘤嘤嘤~"
"Hahahahahahaha, my heart feels warm."
Xiu Yangui helped a group of drunks close the door of the box, "Stop joking and have fun."
I am cut off from the noise and return to the quiet. It has only been an hour, why do I want to go home so much?
It’s not that I want to go home, but I miss home because she is at home.
Xiu Yangui leaned on the railing and looked at the dim lights around him. The prosperous scene should have made people happy, but Xiu Yangui had no interest and was in low spirits.
Suddenly someone in the box shouted, "You're in trouble!"
Then a group of people started cheering: "We've fallen in love!"
Xiu Yangui burst out laughing and walked to the next box. With a smile on his face, he drank a few drinks with them and chatted for a while.
The hustle and bustle was like a sweet rain, but he could not taste a trace of sweetness.
The eighteen-year-old seemed to have turned back to fifteen, back to three years ago. He finally became friends with everyone. There was always a group of people around him during class and after class, chattering, and everyone liked him.
Only she and he became strangers again. She was on that side, and he was on this side, with a broken bridge between them.
If we ask ourselves honestly, apart from external factors, he actually bears greater responsibility for what happened in the past.
After all those things happened, he urgently needed an outlet for his emotions. Without the love of his parents and the bad relations with his neighbors, he could only rely on friendship, or in other words, he regarded Xi Mo as his only support.
However, Xi Mo ignored him and treated him coldly.
He hated Xi Mo, hated Xi Mo for ignoring him, hated Xi Mo for not taking the initiative to find him, and hated Xi Mo for not knowing anything.
Why not pay attention to him, why not pay attention to him as much as he pays attention to her.
The boy, who has a strong sense of self-esteem and is as stubborn as a donkey, always puts his face high. He uses his love of face to suppress his feelings for Xi Mo. Even if he likes her very much, he will not express his feelings and cannot let anyone know that he likes her because he only has a little self-esteem left.
Even so, he would still pretend to look for her casually, wanting to see if she was secretly looking at him like him, but no.
He was the only one who was secretly competing with her, and he was the only one who was jealous that there were always so many people around her, so many people, but no place for him.
Xi Mo was still the same. There was no emotion in her eyes when she looked at him, no sadness, no anger, no concern, no jealousy, only brightness and purity, always gentle and emotionally stable.
He had always been the one performing a one-man show, being sentimental and self-indulgent. He became more vulnerable and painful, trying desperately to prove to her that he had many friends without her, that he could live well, and that he didn't need her anymore.
But in fact, this is a complete mistake.
After losing Xi Mo, he became timid and cowardly. He became more afraid of small insects, heights, and ghosts.
Even though he would constantly train himself to increase his fright threshold in order to save face, and work out hard to avoid getting sick and having to get injections, only he himself knew how it felt to be frightened to the point of trembling and sweating.
He retreated and wanted to find Xi Mo again, but at this time, what those people said kept ringing in his mind, that he was a burden and a big trouble, and he could not go to find Xi Mo.
It would be best for him to stay away from her. Even if he took the initiative to show his goodwill, the ending would be like the bouquet of jasmine flowers that could not be given away.
Later, he didn't know when it started, but he found that just looking at Xi Mo's back would make him feel at ease.
Xi Mo, the only one who knew everything about his past and was abandoned by him, finally became the harbor of his heart and the habitat of his soul.
He didn't dare to dream of the position next to Xi Mo, although he was confident and outspoken and felt that no one could be there except him, because no one in the world loved her more than him, and he belonged to Xi Mo.
He is conceited, but also has low self-esteem.
When Xi Mo ignored him, he was as proud as a peacock and felt that he and Xi Mo were a perfect match.
But when Xi Mo kept him in her heart, he became cowardly and timid. Once people have something, they will be afraid of losing it.
Being accepted by Xi Mo again was a beautiful dream he had only dared to have before. He thought that if Xi Mo could just look at him, he would roll on the ground with joy.
It’s different now, his dream has come true.
He became greedy and wanted more. He didn't want to be just Xi Mo's good friend. He wanted to be with Xi Mo for the rest of his life. If that wasn't possible, then...
Nor will she leave.
He decided that he would tell Xi Mo everything, including the Xiu Yangui who was always anxious and frightened like a bird, who could only shrink back and flee. She would be the one to judge everything.
Before I want to start over with her, I have to make the past the past.
Perhaps he had drunk too much, or perhaps it was because of Xi Mo's indulgence and preference for him during this period, he decisively took out his cell phone and sent a voice message to Xi Mo.
"Xi Momo, are you still there?"
"I'm drunk, come pick me up."
"Don't leave the complex. I'll take a taxi back now. You're still here. Forget it. Don't leave the house either. Just wait in the living room."
Anyway, it's his birthday today, and he's the oldest, so it's okay for him to leave his own birthday party early.
Xiu Yangui didn't feel guilty at all. He now had people he wanted to see more and many things he wanted to say.
Xi Mo still went downstairs to wait for him. From the voice message sent by Xiu Yangui, he seemed to be very drunk, his speech was incoherent, and it seemed that he was drunk.
Send him home and then go home yourself.
Xi Mo slowly turned out of the community and stood at the intersection waiting. There was no wind at night and the temperature was not very low. As she waited, she seemed to hear a faint sound.
There was a dull sound of pain in the throat and the sound of being hit by a stick, and there seemed to be the sound of a wine bottle being broken.
What's going on? Is someone fighting so late at night? Xi Mo came up with the most reasonable and safe solution in the shortest time possible.
She quickly hid in the corner, took out her cell phone to call the police, and reported the location to the police officer as quickly and accurately as possible. Then she continued to hide in the corner and wait for the police car to arrive.
By the way, where is Xiu Yangui?
Xi Mo's heart seemed to begin to ache like her head, with pain twitching from time to time. She stared at that place intently, but it was too dark and there was nothing else except the sound.
Another curse was heard: "Fuck it, someone call the police! Quick! Leave him here and let's go."
Then another low voice said, "Where's Brother Fang?"
They are leaving, but one person is missing. Where is that person?
I don’t know if it was an illusion or I was too sensitive, but Xi Mo felt someone coming from behind her. He walked lightly, and his figure was tall and straight. The shadow he cast was enough to completely wrap Xi Mo in darkness.
The hairs on my body stood up, and my brain gave my body the order in the fastest possible moment: leave.
Just as she was about to run forward, the crowd over there was about to come out, and Xi Mo involuntarily took a step back.
The subtle sound of clothes rubbing against each other reached Xi Mo's ears. Her pupils dilated instantly and she stood there frozen.
She bumped into the chest of a person who was wrapped in coldness and other strong smells.
Then, a big hand covered his mouth.
"Shh, don't make any noise."
It turned out that Xiu Yan had returned and it was a false alarm.
Xi Mo instantly relaxed her tense body and finally smelled the smell of alcohol on him, the pungent alcohol mixed with a floral scent, jasmine.
Vodka Jasmine Cold Brew is a spring wine, with the fragrance of jasmine, mellow vodka, elegant aroma and a long aftertaste.
Xiu Yangui likes to drink.
"Have you called the police?"
"Um."
"Xi Momo is awesome."
Xiu Yangui spoke in a relaxed and casual manner, and Xi Mo was no longer tense. She leaned on Xiu Yangui wholeheartedly, staying close to him.
In the shadows over there, a few young-looking boys threw their sticks aside. They looked like school dropouts, like hooligans who regarded fighting and killing as their life creed and had no idea of good or evil.
"Leave that kid here, let's go."
"But what about Brother Fang?"
"Let's go! Leave Fang Sai alone!"
The boys pushed and shoved and immediately ran out of the area. Xiu Yangui had already called an ambulance, and the police car called by Xi Mo also appeared at the end of the road. They didn't care about the rest.
Xiu Yangui hugged her and turned into the residential complex, rubbing her head with his big hand. "How dare you, Xi Momo, stay right next to me."
"Fang Sai?"
Xi Mo looked at Xiu Yangui. Although there was a smile in Xiu Yangui's tone when he spoke just now, he was not actually smiling.
His face was gloomy, his eyelids were deeply wrinkled, and half of them were drooping, covering his pupils. There was a dangerous light at the bottom of his amber pupils, making him look sinister and fierce.
"Yes, it's Fang Sai."
"It seems like he's become the big brother now."
Xiu Yangui sneered, then slowed down his tone and asked Xi Mo, "Do you remember him? He was a kid in the neighborhood you might not know. His dad... used to come to my house often."
Xi Mo has no impression of Fang Sai, so Fang Sai must not have a very good relationship with Xiu Yangui. If that is the case, why does Fang Sai's father often visit Xiu Yangui's house?
She remembered what Li Ye said to her at that time, "I don't remember Fang Sai, but I have heard of him."
Xiu Yangui lowered his eyes and stared at Xi Mo. His amber pupils became deep, like a bottomless well. "He..."
"I heard it from Li Ye. He also talked about Fang Sai's father."
Xiu Yangui was too late to be on guard against Li Ye. He was now in a state of confusion. He opened his mouth several times, but didn't know what to say, "Then..."
Xi Mo looked back at him, "I don't think things are what he said."
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