☆, Chapter 92
Ouyang Qian continued to question: "I asked you what kind of girls you like, and you said you don't want those, that being single is the most comfortable, and you just want to study."
Chen Nianyu nodded, "Like what Ah Yanyan said."
Ouyang Qian shook his head at the young and ignorant Chen Nianyu, "He didn't tell the truth."
"Our Brother Yan doesn't just want to study, he likes to learn well."
"Hmph, such a fickle man! Why don't you just say you don't consider me?"
At this point, Chen Nianyu also remembered, "I remember this. It was in the first year of high school. Ah Yan mentioned it when we were playing games."
Xiu Yangui laughed. He remembered that game. It was the first time he openly revealed his boyish thoughts.
At first, he didn't want to answer and just drink the wine as punishment, but the feeling had been suppressed in his heart for too long, like water that was constantly heated in a boiler, boiling and tumbling, always wanting to burst through his chest.
There was no other way, he could only open a small hole in his tightly closed heart.
It was probably the second semester of my senior year at that time. After a semester of getting familiar with each other, we had become very good at playing games. We especially loved team games, and a game with fewer than six people was not considered a game.
The studies in the first year of high school were not stressful and the school did not enforce strict discipline, so they often gathered at school or outside of school to get to know each other by playing games.
It's another unshakable truth or dare game. Choose one of the two options, otherwise you will be punished by drinking.
Because of his good dice-rolling skills, Xiu Yangui has never lost in all these gatherings. He has always been a bystander, so he has become more and more mysterious. Everyone's curiosity about him has also grown. They all say that in the next game, Xiu Yangui's underwear will be stripped off.
At a later gathering, they chose the method of passing the flower by beating the drum to select people. Finally, under their deliberate arrangement, Xiu Yangui was honored to be selected.
He chose to tell the truth, and the first question he was asked was: Is there someone you like?
This question is very easy to answer: yes or no, or of course you can choose to lie.
Sixteen years old is the age when one is least willing to speak out what is in one's heart or to whom one is concerned. One is easily shy and timid, self-sensitive, has a strong sense of self-esteem, values face above all else, and is both confident and self-deprecating.
These characteristics were integrated to the extreme in Xiu Yangui. This was the first time he was asked about his feelings for Xi Mo in person after he realized his feelings for her. His feelings had been buried for so long that at that moment, his mind became confused and his heart numb. Whether to say it or not became the most difficult choice for him at the moment.
It is one thing that he doesn't want others to know that he is in unrequited love, and another thing is that he doesn't want others to follow the clues of his words and find Xi Mo and disturb her life, which would lead to uncontrollable consequences.
He didn't dare let Xi Mo know that the person he liked was her. After all, they were already strangers, and things were different.
At that time, Xiu Yangui had completely forgiven Xi Mo for ignoring him before. His broken heart miraculously began to heal after he found out that they were in the same class in high school.
At the same time, every time I sat in the back row of the classroom and looked at her back as she studied quietly, new flesh and blood spontaneously grew in my heart, and a complete and full heart gradually appeared in my empty and barren chest.
Every time the results were ranked, he would always look for Xi Mo's ranking first. When he saw her always ranked first and heard her being praised by people around her, the feeling called "like" was added with some pride and honor.
Xi Mo is so outstanding, this is the person he likes.
While he has the friendship and love of many people, there is always a place in his heart that belongs to Xi Mo; while chatting and laughing with other people, his eyes will always uncontrollably look in her direction.
He had agreed to abandon the past, including her who knew all about his past, and to have a brand new self, but facts proved that he could not abandon it.
He needs friends, and can confide his difficult-to-express emotions to them. However, the deepest part of his soul can only and only find a safe home in Xi Mo.
But he is not strong and brave enough. Any disturbance will make him timid and afraid, and will hurt his fragile heart.
If he admitted it, he would think about the many voices that would appear, such as: "Ah, Brother Yan actually has a crush on someone?" "Who is she?" "You like her, but does she like you?" "Brother Yan, won't you pursue her?" "Will you be together?" "How long have you known each other?"
Xiu Yangui could not guarantee that he could get away with it safely, and he had to hesitate between telling the truth and not telling the truth.
In addition to the reactions of other people, there is also Xi Mo. How will Xi Mo face him, facing such an immature, not excellent, and incompatible man.
Either she would leave when she saw him and not want to have anything to do with him, or she would wonder why he liked her, or she would come to him and they would reconcile.
Young people are always worried about things that may happen, and are always sentimental.
Things were too complicated, like a sharp thorn piercing his head. Xiu Yangui had buried this feeling in his heart for two whole years. It was a secret that only he knew, and he didn't want others to find out. This time was no exception. He didn't dare to say it, he backed off, and was vague in the same way.
"Yes, I have."
"I like it, everyone."
This answer certainly did not satisfy everyone, but no one could notice Xiu Yangui's subtle abnormality, so they continued the game, and the person chosen the second time was of course Xiu Yangui again.
This time Xiu Yangui chose to drink. Everyone knew that if they forced Xiu Yangui to answer again, the game would become boring, so they quickly stopped him from raising his glass.
"No, no, no, Brother Yan, drinking is boring."
"Let's just ask one more question, just one."
"Right, Ayan, after asking, we'll just play normally and not do anything shady."
Xiu Yangui would not let the situation become awkward. He needed someone to accompany him. He breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyelids lightly, and suppressed the tension that was rising in his heart.
"Okay, ask something simple. If it's difficult, I might not be able to answer it."
After a brief discussion, everyone chose the most conservative question.
"What kind of girls do you like?"
"That's an easy answer. Sweet girl? Hot girl? Mature sister? Loli?"
"Fair skin, beautiful face, long breasts and legs, fresh and refined? You can say whatever you want. We've already told you the answer. Just choose one, but you can choose more."
This question is indeed easy to answer, but Xiu Yangui did not choose the answer they had already given. Instead, he gave another, more ordinary, and broader answer.
"Good at studying."
This nonsensical answer left everyone confused and their curiosity was not aroused.
"Are you good at studying?"
"But there are many good students. We have good students in every class."
"That's right, there are good students all over the world. Ah Yan, your answer is too perfunctory..."
Is it perfunctory?
Xiu Yangui doesn't think so.
From kindergarten to elementary school, junior high school and now high school, the best student in all these years is Xi Mo.
Xiu Yangui gathered his scattered thoughts, broke away from his memories, and turned his head to look at Xi Mo. Even with his eyes closed, he could still copy her beautiful profile in his mind. He was no longer familiar with her back like before.
He opened his thin lips slightly, not knowing what to say, but he always felt that he had something to say to Xi Mo. There was a deep and passionate emotion in his eyes that he himself was not aware of.
Just as she was half asleep, she heard Ouyang Qian softly ask, "I'm doing well in my studies now. Brother Yan, would you consider liking me?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of several people at the dinner table suddenly changed. Zeng Rong, a guest who came from afar, was listening to their conversation while eating at first, but now he didn't dare to breathe. Chen Nianyu immediately looked at Sun Suhang. Kong Suhang lowered his eyes and stared at the tablecloth in front of him, his face silent, as if he didn't care at all.
Xiu Yangui first glanced at Xi Mo, then stared at Ouyang Qian. Ouyang Qian looked back at him intently, her eyes filled with spring-like feelings that could only accommodate Xiu Yangui. There was a slight smile on her face.
Xiu Yangui was also smiling, with no other emotion on his face. No matter whether Ouyang Qian was joking or serious, he would just treat it as a joke.
So she said with embarrassment: "This is not good, Sister Qian, I can't accept a long-distance relationship."
Ouyang Qian refused to give in and pouted, "We're still in the same city. I can come find you and go on a date."
Xiu Yangui did not answer immediately, but immediately realized that something was wrong. Ouyang Qian was a proud person like him. He should not continue this topic after being rejected in public, but at this time he kept saying provocative words, and there was no sincerity in his eyes, as if he was saying it to others and doing it for others to see.
His eyes passed over the silent Kong Suhang inconspicuously, and an idea came to his mind that Ouyang Qian's target was not him, but was using him, with the purpose of stimulating Kong Suhang.
Although he didn't know why Ouyang Qian suddenly found someone to deliberately flirt with him and make Kong Suhang uncomfortable, Xiu Yangui didn't want to play this role.
He laughed without knowing the deep meaning, his eyes slightly narrowed, and the corners of his eyes turned up in arrogance. Xiu Yangui leaned back in his chair, raised his hand and placed it on Xi Mo's shoulder closest to him, and rubbed his palm lightly left and right on that place, with an unspoken tenderness.
"Sister Qian, I'm already taken, so I can't make an appointment."
It was clearly just an action that did not seem intimate. The boy with the unrestrained smile did not even put his arm around the elegant and noble girl, but just put one hand on her shoulder. However, there was an indescribable charm about it.
Ouyang Qian's expression changed slightly, then returned to normal. "I was wondering, Brother Yan, who is such a quiet person, actually asked a girl out. Are you finally going to give her a proper status this time?"
Xiu Yangui defended himself and said calmly: "There is no 'this time', there is only one time."
In fact, he could have said it more clearly and explicitly, but he was still shy.
In front of these people, he didn't even dare to hug Xi Mo openly, let alone blatantly declare his sovereignty. Now this has reached his limit.
After saying that, Xiu Yangui stood up and left the private room before his ears and neck turned red, taking the cat bag with him, under the pretext of going out for a cat walk.
After Xiu Yangui left, the private room fell into silence. Chen Nianyu smiled and winked at Xi Mo with a teasing look on his face, but he was just singing for the deaf. Xi Mo remained calm and gave Chen Nianyu a well-behaved and polite smile in return.
Ouyang Qian looked at Xi Mo, "Who's chasing whom?"
This question was asked to Xi Mo. She felt that there was no question of who was pursuing whom between her and Xiu Yangui. Xiu Yangui was a stubborn and reserved person, and he would not take the initiative to pursue anyone.
Xi Mo thought for a moment and replied, "I pursued him."
Before Chen Nianyu could be surprised, Ouyang Qian continued to ask: "Don't you think he is difficult to deal with?"
Xi Mo answered with the same seriousness: "I don't think so."
"I don't mean anything else, it just means that if you're with him, you have to accommodate him a lot."
"Won't."
"Really?"
Ouyang Qian didn't believe it. She had dated so many boyfriends, all of whom were of the same age. Without exception, they were immature, had no ambition or responsibility, and were only concerned with having fun.
Although that was not wrong, she just got tired of it, so later on, she changed boyfriends more and more frequently, but it was like changing the soup but not the medicine, always the same type of people.
They regard cigarettes, alcohol and games as necessities of life. They go clubbing every three days and play cards every five days. They are too busy to handle everything. Those boys are like this, not to mention Xiu Yangui, who is a big shot in the school and knows so many people. He must be organizing parties all the time.
Ouyang Qian began to give examples one by one: "He is very childish and loves to play."
"Even though you're a scholar, you should know about his relationship with... well, many people."
"Don't you mind?"
Ouyang Qian didn't give Xi Mo a chance to answer, and then glanced at the dining table, "He doesn't like sweet and sour dishes, and he doesn't eat vinegar."
"I used to not eat a single bite, and I would get mad at you when I saw it."
"What a childish ghost."
There was only one dish on the table that met Ouyang Qian's description - sweet and sour fish. Coincidentally, Xi Mo thought this dish was delicious and gave some to Xiu Yangui. Xiu Yangui ate it all. She didn't know that Xiu Yangui didn't like vinegar and didn't like sweet and sour dishes.
Xi Mo met Ouyang Qian's gaze, and her ink-black pupils were still as calm as the surface of the water, without a trace of dissatisfaction or anger.
Xi Mo didn't mean to ignore it, she was just silently analyzing the intention of Ouyang Qian's move.
But I still can't figure it out.
Xiu Yangui came back at this time, and everyone's eyes were focused on him. "Oh, you came at a bad time, you were talking about me."
Pulling out a chair and sitting down, he met Xi Mo's gaze and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xi Mo blinked and decided to ask directly: "Don't you like jealousy? And sweet and sour taste, don't you like it?"
"Sweet and sour? Okay."
"If you're jealous..."
Xiu Yangui started brainstorming, wondering what the word "jealous" meant. He glanced at the vinegar dish on the table. With Xi Mo's little head, he knew that this word must have the superficial meaning.
"I'll eat."
Chen Nianyu also appeared at this time, "That's right, when did Ah Yan stop being jealous?"
"If we order something sweet and sour, Ah Yan will have something to eat too."
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