Chapter 69 Chapter 12 "?" Unexpectedly, Song Boyuan said...
"?" I didn't expect Song Boyuan to say this: "It's okay. The few clothes I bought today are enough for changing. I don't need so many clothes."
Xie Qingyu in the real world is not a person who pursues these things, and he just has enough clothes to wear.
Although my parents left me some savings, I have to be frugal as I have no parents.
In this day and age, having enough clothes to change and wash is already a good thing.
At least he is better than the original owner. He has winter clothes to wear and no longer short sleeves.
A very good leap.
Seeing Xie Qingyu busy and about to be brought back to his place, Song Boyuan secretly made a decision in his heart.
"By the way, this is for you." A pile of bills mixed with some coins were placed in Song Boyuan's hands.
"Is it useless?" Song Boyuan felt a sour and uncomfortable feeling in his heart spread, and he clenched his heart.
Xie Qingyu didn't care: "Oh, and this."
After saying that, he took out the remaining handful of coins and planned to put them in Song Boyuan's hands.
"Money to pay off a debt."
When Song Boyuan saw Xie Qingyu's actions, he instantly understood what he was going to do. His hands followed his brain and clenched into fists.
"No need to be so anxious."
"It's okay. We live together now, we're considered a family. It's okay to put our money together." Xie Qingyu pulled over the tightly clenched hand, pinched it with two fingers, and then spread it open. "That's right. I'll go put my things away first."
With his elegant back, it seems as if Song Bo is far away and he is the real owner.
Familiar with the place and free from any restrictions.
It was obvious from the scattered money in his hand that it was much more than the debt owed by Xie Qingyu.
"Pay off debts? Maybe!" Song Boyuan was in a good mood.
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The village chief knew Song Boyuan was injured and gave him leave. Xie Qingyu had never worked much before.
During the time when Song Boyuan was recovering from his leg injury, the two of them lived a carefree life relying on the food they bought.
Of course, Xie Qingyu likes this kind of idle life very much.
For Song Boyuan, this kind of idle life is a bit boring.
Look, there are not only flowers and trees planted in the yard, but also vegetables.
Xie Qingyu stared at the busy figures outside the window, bewildered. Winter was almost here, and he still had to plant vegetables. What a chore. Poor him, Song Boyuan had found out about the exam. Now he was dragged to this window seat.
study.
There is also a person who can't sit still and keeps watching from time to time.
It's outrageous. There wasn't even any paper in this house before, but now we even have pens.
Even elementary school books are placed on this table.
It was impossible to learn, but the scenery outside the door attracted Xie Qingyu's attention.
His gaze was fixed not on the scenery outside the window, but on the person who was bending slightly.
Song Boyuan's leg was almost healed, although it was still obvious that he put most of his weight on his uninjured leg.
The other leg can be used now.
After working for some time, Song Boyuan had already taken off his outer clothes and was now only wearing a thin inner garment.
I didn't expect that such a tall and muscular man would have such a slender waist, which was vaguely visible through the sunlight.
What a perfect figure.
"Stop looking out the window and study hard." The voice was a little ethereal and came from far away.
Xie Qingyu quickly closed his eyes: "I didn't see it? I was memorizing it with my eyes closed!"
There was no further news outside.
He closed his eyes for a while, and when he confirmed that Song Boyuan was facing the earth again and not looking at him, Xie Qingyu finally slowly opened his eyes.
"Where is the person?" The eye-catching white figure outside the window disappeared for no reason, and Xie Qingyu murmured subconsciously.
A glass of water appeared on the table. "Aren't you supposed to be endorsing something? Why are you looking for someone?"
"After I finished reciting the letter, I looked around and found that you were not there. You were still injured. I was worried that something happened to you!" He still remained stubborn.
If this was said at the beginning, Song Boyuan might have believed it, but this is a drama that has been happening every day during this period, so it would be a miracle if he could believe it.
"Take a break, we'll have dinner later."
"Great." He immediately dropped the pen, as if he had thrown away his brain and was heartless.
Song Boyuan firmly believed that the young man had no intention of taking the exam, but in response to his question, Xie Qingyu was very confident, as if the spot had already belonged to him.
The young man who had escaped from this place was obviously much brighter and more cheerful. Unable to bear the thought of him being imprisoned, Song Boyuan didn't want to say too much, nor did he want to push him too hard.
The exam is coming up in a few days.
When the two of them were having dinner in the evening, two uninvited guests came unexpectedly.
Song Boyuan's eyes flashed with surprise, mixed with confusion: "Why are you here?"
Xie Qingyu frowned slightly when he saw the first person coming in, and saw that there was another person behind him.
In an instant, his face fell and looked ugly, as if he had eaten a fly.
Unfortunately, it was Fu Chen and Song Jiale again.
"What's going on? In the original plot, they got together so early? Every time they met, they were just two people."
"Reporting to the host, unable to find out."
Xie Qingyu felt that he was just asking, even though he knew what the system was like.
"Xie Zhiqing, Brother Song, are you eating?" Song Jiale was very outgoing and shouted loudly before he even got close.
Song Boyuan couldn't stand him and had no good face at all: "What are you doing here?"
Song Jiale turned a deaf ear to Song Boyuan's words and instead stared at Xie Qingyu with innocent eyes.
"Xie Zhiqing, are you eating?" Song Jiale said sweetly as he approached Xie Qingyu, but his eyes were wandering from time to time.
Xie Qingyu glanced at Song Jiale and asked him several times about the meal. Following his greedy gaze, his eyes fell on a bowl of meat dishes.
This is the braised pork made by Song Boyuan today.
"What a coincidence! I finally managed to cook a meal, and now these two are here." Xie Qingyu complained to the system in his mind.
"If you have something to say, just say it."
Seeing that Xie Qingyu didn't respond, Song Jiale didn't get discouraged and continued to hint: "Xie Zhiqing has been eating really well recently, much better than before. My family hasn't seen meat recently."
"Work hard and don't run around, and you'll have food to eat."
The disgust in Xie Qingyu's tone was not concealed at all. Song Jiale knew that the last incident had ultimately changed the relationship between him and Xie Qingyu.
"We came here this time to ask about Xie Zhiqing's progress." Fu Chen waited until Song Jiale was embarrassed before he spoke.
He thought that since he appeared in front of Song Boyuan in person, Song Boyuan would definitely invite him to dinner. He stood there reservedly for a long time, but he didn't expect that the person sitting there didn't have any intention in this regard at all.
Song Jiale was defeated, and he knew that Song Boyuan was not the same as before. If he didn't speak up, he might be kicked out soon.
He doesn't want this.
Xie Qingyu didn't take the two of them seriously at all and answered confidently: "The progress is very good."
His impatient eyes fixed: "Is there anything else?"
There is no such thing as a visitor without a reason. It is impossible for him to run all the way to this shabby house on the edge of the city just to ask about his learning progress.
He has no idea of the nature of these two people.
He couldn't stand these two people delaying him and Song Boyuan's meal. If he didn't send them away, the food on the table would get cold.
The most important thing is that he was only half full.
"I heard that Xie Zhiqing has some books. There are two places available this time, and I want to borrow them to take a look." Fu Chen, who had been silent for a long time, spoke again.
Xie Qingyu: "Want to borrow a book? What do you have in exchange?"
When I came here, I just came to borrow it and didn't think about these things at all. Fu Chen had never thought about this problem before and was stunned for a moment. He always felt that it was easy before coming here, but he didn't expect the reality to be different.
"I'm very quick. I'll borrow it, copy it down and return it to you." He said it reluctantly, as if copying a copy was already a big concession.
Xie Qingyu: "But I need it too. I don't have time to lend it to you!"
"You've been reviewing for so long, what's wrong with lending it to Fu Zhiqing?" Song Jiale couldn't bear to see Fu Chen get humiliated, so he immediately ignored everything else and started to protect his son.
Just when he didn't feel like reviewing, Xie Qingyu had a plan in mind. He turned his refusal into an agreement: "I can lend it to you."
"I knew Xie Zhiqing would definitely not reject me." Song Jiale thought that Xie Qingyu was still interested in him, and he became happy instantly.
He jumped up to Xie Qingyu and held out his hand calmly: "Give me the book, Xie Zhiqing!"
Xie Qingyu: "There's still a little bit I haven't read. I'll sort it out tonight and give it to you tomorrow."
Song Jiale wanted to persuade him, hoping to get it now, but Fu Chen gently pulled his sleeve: "Give Xie Zhiqing some time to deal with it, we will go back first, a day later is nothing."
As long as the goal is achieved, it's enough. Fu Chen always feels that if he stays any longer, it will be a waste of time. He is very tactful and knows when to stop.
"Okay." Song Jiale understood Fu Chen's meaning. He turned around and took a last reluctant look at the food on the table before saying goodbye to Xie Qingyu. "Then Xie Zhiqing, Brother Song, we'll leave first."
Neither Xie Qingyu nor Song Boyuan responded. Instead, they picked up their chopsticks and held their bowls.
Seeing that they couldn't get what they wanted, the two men left in shame.
There was no figure in sight, no sound in hearing.
Song Boyuan thought for a long time before speaking: "Why did you agree to lend him?"
I was already worried that the book I finally got would be borrowed again.
"It's okay, I've almost finished my review. Besides, I said I'd lend it to them, and the entire Youth League is also theirs."
Xie Qingyu didn't want to have two vacancies. The other one was Fu Chen. If he saw him every day, it would make his work difficult.
Song Boyuan didn't understand but respected it: "If you don't have it, just lend it to him."
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"How did Song Boyuan say this? Doesn't he like Fu Chen? Why doesn't he want him to be chosen?"
"Report to the host, I don't know."
"Could it be that love turns to hate, and seeing Fu Chen and Song Jiale getting close, he turned evil?"
"Or does he want to ruin Fu Chen's work and make him rely on Song Boyuan for his livelihood? Then, what he wants to do is clear to us, right?"
Xie Qingyu silently observed Song Boyuan, while recalling his movements and expressions when he faced Fu Chen just now.
Everyone nodded in unison. They were all very satisfied with the above guess, and even believed it without a doubt.
As if she had discovered something, Xie Qingyu stared at Song Boyuan: "He definitely won't be selected this time."
Fu Chen's ability is considered to be good enough. Xie Qingyu said that he would not be selected. Song Boyuan was visibly happy. In this case, the possibility of Xie Qingyu being selected is very high.
Ever since Xie Qingyu moved in with him, it seemed as if the two words "Fu Chen" had lost their weight.
The man on the other side was obviously delighted after he finished speaking, which made Xie Qingyu feel that he was right.
The two of them had a very pleasant conversation and the atmosphere was very harmonious, but the deeper meaning behind it was completely different.
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