Chapter 11 "Brother Xilou"
The man's low and magnetic voice came up, touching people's hearts accurately and making their ears numb.
The tone was just like coaxing a child.
It was not until He Xilou left that Meng Shiyi finally reacted.
Just now...did He Xilou rub her head?
He also said she was very light when he held her, but it was a princess hug...
Meng Shiyi's cheeks instantly became hot, and the pink spread to her neck, completely out of control.
She touched her head and was glad that she washed her hair yesterday.
It was as if a bottle of lemon soda was suddenly poured into my heart, and small bubbles kept popping up and gathering together, making me feel crisp, numb and sweet.
Meng Shiyi pursed her lips slightly and pulled up the quilt to cover her head.
She covered her burning face with her hands, trying to suppress the throbbing in her heart, but she couldn't suppress it...
When Meng Shiyi returned to the dormitory from the infirmary, her roommates were very worried.
Xu Qingqing quickly pushed her down on the seat and massaged her shoulders lovingly: "How are you? Are you feeling better now?"
Sheng Wan turned on the small fan for Meng Shiyi:
"My poor little Shiyi, your chief instructor is too strict! There's not enough rest time, and he always makes you run. Our instructor is the best, he always secretly leads us to slack off."
Meng Shiyi was overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of her roommates. She gave them some cookies and hugged them.
"Thank you, my wives. I'm much better now..."
Sheng Wan narrowed her eyes slightly, looking unconvinced: "Then why is your face so red?"
Meng Shiyi paused.
blush?
"Fuck!" Xu Qingqing suddenly came over, "Their ears are red too. If you don't believe me, just look for yourself!"
Meng Shiyi: “…”
Xu Qingqing mused, "The power of heatstroke is too strong. If you don't know, you would think I was forcefully kissed by my idol."
Meng Shiyi went to the bathroom to look in the mirror and could clearly see the blush on the tips of her ears, which even gradually spread to her fair neck.
Her eyelashes trembled, and her heart felt as if it was gently brushed by a soft feather.
This is not heatstroke.
It's clearly a case of being possessed by evil spirits.
He Xilou's careless actions were enough to make her think wildly for the whole day.
Meng Shiyi sighed and splashed cold water on her face until the pink gradually faded away and she gradually calmed down.
There were sudden knocks on the dormitory door.
A girl poked her head out and asked, "Excuse me, is Meng Shiyi here? There's a boy downstairs who wants to see you urgently."
She didn't say who it was, just closed the door and left.
Sheng Wan pulled Meng Shiyi into her arms, touching her randomly while teasing:
"Hey, which male classmate has our poetry charmed again?"
Meng Shiyi shook her head, wanting to avoid her, and said softly, "Don't... touch me here... It's itchy..."
Sheng Wan laughed like a fairy, shaking with laughter: "Hey, Shiyi baby, why are you so sensitive? You have to be afraid of your husband in the future~"
After saying that, he patted Meng Shiyi on the back and told her to go down quickly.
Meng Shiyi didn't know what the so-called "urgent matter" was.
As soon as she went downstairs, she saw a familiar and sexy red hair.
Cheng Yu was standing downstairs. When he saw her, he immediately smiled and walked over enthusiastically:
"Shiyi, are you feeling better? I was worried about you."
Meng Shiyi took a half step back calmly.
Are they familiar with each other?
Meng Shiyi recalled He Xilou's reminder to stay away from him, and her tone became distant and polite:
"Thank you for your concern, I'm much better now. Is there anything urgent?"
She spoke in a soft and gentle voice, which made people feel like they were in the spring breeze.
The girl's face was as white and delicate as porcelain, with a hint of pink tint. Her eyelashes were thick and curled, but the most attractive thing about her was her eyes, clear and sparkling.
Cheng Yu rolled his Adam's apple, feeling hot all over, and asked:
"Shiyi, do you know what time it is now?"
For some reason, Meng Shiyi always felt that Cheng Yu's eyes were weird and made her feel uncomfortable.
She looked up at the clock in the dormitory hall and said calmly, "Six thirty in the evening."
"No!" Cheng Yu took a step closer, his tone a little excited, "This is the time when I want to see you, and it's also the starting point of my love."
He hastened to add: "Seeing you is a very urgent matter for me!"
“…”
This cheesy love talk left Meng Shiyi silent.
After saying that, Cheng Yu picked up the milk tea and wanted to give it to her.
Meng Shiyi was silent for a moment, then she gritted her teeth and politely refused:
"No need, classmate. You should drink it yourself. I'm leaving first."
Until the poetic figure disappeared at the stairs.
Cheng Yu gradually came back to his senses, and felt an itch in his heart.
He confidently opened the WeChat group chat: [Hahaha guys, this time it's a sure thing, I really think she's interested in me!]
Someone in the group immediately replied: [Details]
Cheng Yu: [I offered her milk tea, but she was shy for a long time, not wanting to accept it. She also felt sorry for me and told me to drink more and not get tired.]
[Ever since we started school, she's been stealing glances at me, intentionally or unintentionally. During military training, when our row was marching, she wouldn't even glance at the other boys, but would just secretly stare at me.]
The brothers in the group were extremely envious: [Wow, you are so lucky, Brother Yu! ]
Cheng Yu chuckled: [Don't worry, I will get her within a week and coax her into checking into a hotel with me within a month]
Lights out at 11pm.
Meng Shiyi's phone suddenly buzzed. It was a message from the person who had pinned her WeChat account.
Hexi Tower.
Meng Shiyi paused and clicked in immediately.
[HXL: Are you still feeling uncomfortable?]
Meng Shiyi's breathing was slightly stagnant.
She pondered for a long time, deleted and revised the text in the dialog box, and replied: [No, I am much better now, thank you!]
【HXL: Okay, go to bed early.】
Meng Shiyi stared at this sentence, her heart trembled and ripples appeared.
She quietly typed a reply in bed: [Good night]
A simple message can make her feel a little happy...
Late at night, Meng Shiyi had a dream and went back to five years ago.
When she was in the second year of junior high school, she often stayed at her cousin's house during the winter and summer vacations for fear of causing trouble to her mother.
The first time she saw He Xilou was during the summer vacation. She hid timidly behind her cousin, a little scared, unwilling to call out to anyone and afraid to look him in the eye.
He Xilou is really handsome, with perfect facial features like sculptures, a strong complexion and a very impactful look.
But he has a rebellious and world-weary face, especially those cold and fierce phoenix eyes, which look dark and wild, and he disdains to pay attention to anyone.
It's almost like the words "Get out of here" are written on his face.
Even when chatting with his brother, there is always a hint of sarcasm in his words.
Meng Shiyi intuitively felt that this person was very bad, very extreme, and very difficult to mess with, like a gangster boss.
Every time she saw him coming, Meng Shiyi would quietly slip away.
It was raining heavily that day and no one came to Meng Shiyi's parent-teacher meeting.
She walked home alone with a sad and lost heart. Suddenly, she ran into a group of people who bullied her at school at the corner.
The leading boy, smoking a cigarette, finally waited for Meng Shiyi. He walked up to her and tore her umbrella apart, laughing arrogantly:
"I heard your father just died? You're such a poor little thing. How about you recognize me as your father?"
The boy laughed at her unscrupulously, grabbed Meng Shiyi's schoolbag, stepped on it hard, and crushed her again and again.
The pink backpack was soon stained with mud.
The people nearby laughed wildly, clapped their hands and cheered: "Great, brother, you're just going to role-play right now?"
It was pouring rain, and the words of several people were as explicit as they could be.
Meng Shiyi was soaked, her whole body was stiff, and her hands were shaking uncontrollably.
There was no surveillance here, so she turned around and ran, but accidentally fell into a man's arms.
Meng Shiyi raised her head with tears in her eyes, and the next second, she met a pair of dark and cold eyes.
It’s…my brother’s friend.
He Xilou!
He Xilou was already very tall at that time, and his narrow and sharp eyes stared straight at her, cold and desolate, with no emotion visible.
Meng Shiyi shrank her neck, timidly, with red eyes, she grabbed his sleeve and called him for the first time:
"Brother Xilou..."
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