Pride & Lust (36)
Because he doesn't like making phone calls, Song Shu's phone is always on silent mode. Unless he is playing with his phone or happens to see it and wants to answer the call, Song Shu will ignore the call.
Lin Mo called so many times, Song Shu didn't want to call back, and for the nth time he felt that teasing Lin Mo in women's clothing was shooting himself in the foot.
But for now, the stone has been lifted up, and there is no reason to put it down casually. He still has to hold it. Anyway, he now has so much evidence, there will always be one that can punish Lin Mo.
Song Shu was feeling a bit lazy and lay on the bed not wanting to move. [Bi'an] and [Chocolate] sent him messages again.
Bi'an: [Boss, are there any special attractions worth visiting in City B? My mother has been staying at home to rest since she recovered from her illness. Now she is much better, and I want to take her out for a walk]
Chocolate: [Is the boss also in city B? I made a lot of cookies, I can send them to the boss]
Song Shu replied to [The Other Shore] with a travel guide, and then replied to [Chocolate]: I don’t eat it.
With a vest, Song Shu would be a little cautious no matter how careless he was. No matter what [The Other Shore] and [Chocolate] wanted, his character was a vicious cannon fodder, and there was no need to feel guilty about rejecting them directly.
Considering that [Bi'an]'s mother had also made something for him, Song Shu still transferred a red envelope.
[If you want to take your aunt out for a trip, go to a better hotel]
Song Shu said this just to show consideration for the patient. After all, [Bi'an]'s mother was not in good health, and this was just a polite remark. But [Bi'an] was now completely in a dark love-brain. His originally dark mood because he disliked [Lingling] and [Chocolate] became sweet because of Song Shu's words.
My mood also became a little awkward. If [Xiaohao] also has some feelings for him, then it would be better to imprison him. A living, expressive [Xiaohao] would be more vivid.
[The Other Shore] had completely fallen into Song Shu's emotional trap. Dark thoughts kept retreating. He had already thought about the rest of his beautiful life with Song Shu, and pink bubbles began to pop up in his mind.
He replied very quickly, and his words were very happy: [Okay, I won’t charge you for the transfer, thank you boss, I have money]
Song Shu didn't force it, exited the chat box, and saw Lin Mo's message again: [Can you talk to me?]
[I’m so sorry]
[But I really wasn’t doing anything bad when I called]
Song Shu strangely tasted a hint of humility in these words. He thought about it, combined with his previous experience of watching romance animation, and decided to do something ruthless.
Ms. Lin: [Have you done this with those photos before?]
[Does the senior like me? He is usually so cold and doesn’t talk much. I can’t feel his emotions.]
[But if you don't like me, and you still use that expression and tone, and you still call me every day, isn't that too much?]
555 clicks his tongue: [You are so good at torturing people. ]
Song Shu typed these words expressionlessly, and was confused after hearing them. He said that he didn't feel anything about these words, but when 555 said this, he was still confused.
"I'm just stating the facts?"
Isn't that the case with Lin Mo, that bitch, he never says anything positive, and is always ambiguous. When it comes to being ambiguous, who can beat him?
555 Reread: [When it comes to flirting, who can beat him? ]
Song Shu nodded in agreement, with a hint of disgust in his eyes: "I am getting rid of harm for the people."
555 was not talking about Senwan's tidying up Linmo. It hummed a green tune and turned around to practice singing again.
After Song Shu finished sending the message, Lin Mo kept showing that he was typing.
Lin Mo: [I like you very much]
[I like the photo too]
[Feel sorry]
[I rushed at him many times]
Song Shu:……? ?
Is this the rush he was thinking of?
Song Shu was so shocked that he dropped his phone.
Lin Mo was still sending messages like crazy.
[I like you very much, will you be my girlfriend?]
[I will tell you when I do this kind of thing next time]
[If you don't let me do it, I won't do it]
[I’m sorry, I was dishonest before, I really like you, and you’re the first one I like]
[girl]
Song Shu: “…”
Such explosive information! You will explode if you take another look at it.
555: [Scold him, he used you as a cyber chastity lock. ]
"……roll."
Song Shu's expression was indescribable. Lin Mo singled out the girl's words, which slightly alleviated Song Shu's resentment.
Lin Mo likes him as a girl, not a gay.
What Song Shu didn't expect was that Lin Mo's words were also a hint to him.
Falling in love with one's arch-enemy might be a very difficult thing to accept for an arrogant person who has always believed that he is not infected with the virus.
But it's different when Song Shu is Xiao Sen. He can say that he likes Xiao Sen, not Song Shu. Xiao Sen doesn't have the bad temper like Song Shu.
However, Lin Mo's sophistry was only useful for a while.
After Lin Mo finished speaking, he waited for Song Shu's reply.
Song Shu didn't know what to say. He was still struggling over whether to open the voice chat and say that he was a man to break Lin Mo's fantasy, or to entrust Lin Mo with the virtual snake for a while.
This question is difficult to decide, just like the last clever question in elementary school math. It would be a pity not to do it, but it would be useless if you did it.
Song Shu was very conflicted, and this meaningless conflict made him fall asleep while thinking about it. When he woke up the next day, his desire to reply to Lin Mo was not as strong.
——Anyway, this isn’t the first time he hasn’t replied to messages. Anyway, Lin Mo likes him and won’t get angry easily.
Song Shu was immediately relieved. He had many things to do at the beginning of the school year and he didn't have the energy to care about Lin Mo's affairs. Not replying would make him feel less troubled.
After a simple lunch at the hotel, Song Shu packed up, checked out, and headed to Huajing University.
The welcoming ceremony at the school gate was also very lively today. The taxi driver enthusiastically sent Song Shu to the dormitory building. Before leaving, he praised Song Shu for being so smart and getting admitted to Huajing.
Song Shu felt a little embarrassed by the compliments, and gave the driver a tip of several thousand yuan after getting off the car.
Although he felt embarrassed, he was still very happy to be praised. Song Shu was very rich, and a cheerful mood was more precious to him than money.
He was happy and wanted the driver to be happy too, so he was generous when giving tips.
Originally, such a cheerful mood would last for the whole day, but when he arrived at the dormitory building, he unexpectedly saw someone he really didn't want to see.
Lin Mo.
Lin Mo leaned against the wall, holding a bottle of water on his fingertips, with a murderous look between his brows.
As Lin Mo's mortal enemy, Song Shu knew at a glance that Lin Mo had not slept all night and was angry.
He didn't intend to pay attention to Lin Mo and wanted to pretend that nothing had happened and just walk away, but then he saw the dormitory number: 321.
The sign hanging on the door next to Lin Mo is 321.
What a bad fate! Song Shu’s heart was racing with anger and he walked over reluctantly.
…
The moment Song Shu walked upstairs, Lin Mo noticed him.
In other words, the people in this building began following Song Shu from the moment he appeared.
The virus is contagious. Some people were so engrossed in watching that they almost fell down; some people followed secretly, occasionally raising their phones to pretend to take selfies; some people left satisfied after learning the dormitory number.
The virus spread in the forum, and within just one day, two-thirds of the people in the school knew that there was a handsome freshman named Song Shu.
Lin Mo glanced at the pile of stationery stuffed at the door of Song Shu's dormitory. There were blatant love letters, as well as love letters disguised as small advertisements and freshman admission instructions.
They all wanted to be seen by Song Shu, but Lin Mo knew that the final destination of these love letters was the trash can.
As for why it is so clear, it is probably because of the value of being mortal enemies.
Song Shu has been very popular since junior high school. The lockers with his name on them are often filled with love letters and gifts. At first, Song Shu would accept them and politely ask everyone not to send them anymore, but the flu virus lasts a long time and can infect people's minds. Song Shu's words not only did not reduce the number of love letters and gifts, but increased them.
Perhaps because he believed that the innocent feelings of adolescence were precious, Song Shu did not choose to throw away these love letter gifts. Instead, he took them home and bought a house to store them. When there were enough of them, he would repackage the gifts in the name of the owners of the love letters and give them to children in poor areas. Unsuitable gifts would be donated to a charity foundation under the name of the Song family.
This was originally a good thing. What really changed Song Shu was those disgusting and perverted letters in high school.
The closer Song Shu gets to adulthood, the more attractive her face becomes. Like a flower in a greenhouse that has finally bloomed, it exudes a charming and dangerous aura.
One day after school, Song Shu opened her packed locker as usual to put away her gifts and love letters. But as soon as she opened it, a piece of letter stained with an unknown white liquid fell out.
The whole piece of letter paper was put in without any creases, and fell lightly at Song Shu's feet.
The letter paper lay alone on the ground, and a fishy smell wafted out the moment it fell, giving off an aura that had not been released for a long time.
The content on the letter was very explicit - I like you so much, I really like you. I have liked you since the first grade of junior high school. You have kept all the gifts I gave you. I am so touched. Does this mean that you like me a little bit too?
I like you so much, I want to fuck you to death, it would be great if you only belonged to me, I like you so much, I like you, I like you, I like you
I miss you so much
…
Want to eat you.
…
Such chaotic, explicit and perverted words were repeated on a whole page. You can imagine how embarrassing it was to see it. Coupled with the unknown liquid on the letter paper, it is easy to imagine what the writer did to the letter. There was even a brand new pair of men's underwear stuffed in the locker.
This incident is of a serious nature and the Disciplinary Committee has intervened to investigate.
When Lin Mo arrived, Song Shu had no expression on his face, his eyes were cold, as if it was not the first time he received such a disgusting love letter. He just lowered his eyes and looked at the watch on his hand. When the discipline committee member who was investigating told him with a blushing face that they would check the surveillance footage tomorrow to give him an explanation, he also had no expression on his face.
It can't be said that he was indifferent, but he just didn't care. The discipline committee member who was talking to him had his eyes almost glued to him, and his eyes were also wandering, as if he was not listening carefully at all.
After a while, Lin Mo heard him politely ask the other party: "Are you done? I'm leaving after that."
The discipline committee member felt a little embarrassed, nodded with a red face, and left with his hands in his trouser pockets.
Like a gust of wind that leaves no trace.
After that, Song Shu never received those love letters and gifts again, but the locker was still crazily packed, the door could not be closed, and several pink love letters fell to the ground.
As it seriously affected the appearance of Tianhua International, the handling work was also handed over to the Discipline Committee.
Anything related to Song Shu is considered a popular job, even if it is a volunteer activity with little money or credits. As the president, Lin Mo is responsible for arranging people to do the cleanup work.
The president is very busy at work, so it's no problem to leave this kind of small matter to others. But Lin Mo is still there every time, watching this virus carnival.
…
The sound of footsteps in the corridor was obvious, and Lin Mo's thoughts were pulled back. He looked at Song Shu who was walking over.
He was carrying a single-shoulder backpack and looked unhappy.
Maybe she was unhappy to see him here. Lin Mo stood up straight and looked down at Song Shu looking for the key to open the door, ignoring him the whole time.
After a sleepless night, his mind was a little confused and irritable. Lin Mo said hoarsely: "Long time no see."
After he answered those questions last night, Song Shu didn't reply to his message.
Are you kidding him?
That was successful.
He really had a rough night.
After saying that, Song Shu was willing to look at him straight in the face, but his expression was still a little sour, "What are you doing here?"
Lin Mo shook the key in his hand, as usual, and said calmly: "I live next door to you."
No matter how calm it was, the voice was still somewhat suppressed, weighing down the emotions, like a volcano about to erupt.
An evil fate. Song Shu once again thought that either he or Lin Mo would be killed in the accident.
He inserted the key into the keyhole, "Oh, the dormitory is next to mine, then you are really unlucky."
"I guess so."
Lin Mo strangely did not continue to argue with him. Song Shu opened the door, held the door handle and looked up. Lin Mo's face looked a little decadent, but it did not affect his handsomeness.
Lin Mo was also looking at him, he had been looking at him all the time, his eyes never leaving him.
A very puzzling look.
Song Shu frowned, and soon developed a bit of evil interest. He slightly turned sideways and raised his chin: "You look so tired, you didn't sleep all night?"
He smiled slyly: "Let me think about the reason why you didn't sleep all night. Um, your girlfriend ignored you?"
Lin Mo's eyes darkened. Song Shu had already opened the door and walked into the dormitory as if nothing had happened. It seemed like he was just saying it casually and didn't care about the reactions of the onlookers.
…
Lin Mo leaned against the wall again, calming his overly rapid breathing, his fingers gripping the water bottle, veins popping out on the back of his hand. His heart was filled with dirty thoughts and the venom of dark jealousy.
Song Shu is very good at torturing people.
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