Chapter 33 Quite to his liking
By the time Meng Shiyi came out of her feeling of loss, He Xilou was no longer visible.
Later, Meng Shiyi gave the pen to Meng Huaili and asked him to pass it on to He Xilou:
"Brother, just say thank you for taking care of me during that rainstorm that night."
I hope he doesn't despise...
At ten o'clock in the evening, the billiard hall was low-key and luxurious.
The dim lights flickered and the air was filled with the aroma of mellow alcohol.
He Xilou had just finished a technical seminar and casually adjusted his tie. "How's the new project going?"
"It is estimated that the third phase of the photovoltaic power station will be successfully completed in two and a half months." Qi Yao sat next to him, his face full of pride.
"Mr. Qi~" A beauty in uniform sat beside Qi Yao, wearing a sexy waist-hugging white shirt, a black hip skirt, and a pair of seductive long legs.
She poured wine for Qi Yao affectionately, but her eyes would secretly glance at He Xilou from time to time.
The man was half leaning against the back of the chair, wearing a dark suit that shone in the light and shadow, looking noble and lazy.
His brows were deep, and his strong features seemed distant and indifferent. His eyes were half-closed, and his fingers, with distinct joints, were toying with a black fountain pen.
It is precisely this nonchalant look that makes it even more attractive and provocative.
Qi Yao suddenly hugged the beauty's waist tightly: "Why, you are sitting next to me, but your heart is wandering to Brother Lou? I'm jealous."
The beauty in uniform chuckled shyly: "Master Qi, you are so annoying, don't expose me."
Qi Yao's eyes fell on the pen at He Xilou's fingertips and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hey, Brother Lou, what brand of pen is this?"
He just stretched out his hand.
He Xilou slowly raised his eyes and said, "If you dare to touch me, I'll chop off your hand."
Qi Yao:!!!
It doesn’t look like an expensive brand, why do you treasure it so much?
Qi Yao narrowed his eyes slightly and came to a conclusion based on his years of love experience:
There must be something wrong with this person...
He Xilou put away his pen, stood up and walked out.
Qi Yao put down his glass and asked, "Do you want to go smoke?"
He Xilou said without even turning his head: "No, I'm going to make a phone call."
Meng Shiyi had just finished drying her hair and was lying on the bed when she heard the WeChat voice notification tone:
【HXL invites you to a voice call】
Meng Shiyi's heart tightened, and after hesitating for two seconds, she put on her headphones and clicked to answer the call.
He Xilou's voice echoed through the phone, with a somewhat unintentional low husky tone that made the tips of one's ears burn:
"Pen, why don't you give it to me personally?"
Meng Shiyi slowly lowered her eyes.
Originally, I wanted to give it to him personally.
But after hearing him say, "I'm just a younger sister, not a good girl," I inexplicably backed off.
Meng Shiyi pursed her lips slightly and explained softly, "It's just a small token of my appreciation for your help that night. Also, touching you that day... was just an accident, so don't take it to heart."
He Xilou seemed to chuckle, his tone a little serious:
"Didn't I tell you before, you can touch me if you want, I don't mind."
Meng Shiyi didn't respond, fearing that she would overthink it.
Who would have thought that after a while, He Xilou continued, "It's quite to my taste."
He deliberately drew out his tone, making it difficult to understand his emotions.
For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was saying that the pen was to his liking, or that she was to his liking.
Meng Shiyi couldn't help but clutch a corner of the quilt. Just hearing his voice made her ears feel numb.
Every word He Xilou says is filled with ambiguity, which makes people imagine a lot. No wonder so many girls like him.
But she also clearly understood that He Xilou had no other intentions towards her and simply treated her as a younger sister.
Meng Shiyi remained calm and responded softly, "It's late, I'm going to bed."
He Xilou took a long time to respond: "Okay, see you in the elective class on Wednesday."
"...Okay." Meng Shiyi hung up the phone directly, pulled the quilt higher and covered her head.
He Xilou looked at the hung up voice message and stared at the chat box with Meng Shiyi, with a dark look in his eyes.
A few nights later, Meng Shiyi went to the rehearsal room for the school anniversary recitation to campaign.
The position she was running for was female C, and she was also one of the people who recited the most lines in the entire show.
After she finished using the restroom, she happened to hear a few girls talking arrogantly at the door:
"Don't worry, Sister Lin Shuang. You're so capable, the C position is definitely yours this time. By then, I'm sure a bunch of people on the forum will confess their love to you!"
"I've disliked Meng Shiyi for a long time. She just became famous during military training. She just got lucky. Anyone else would have become famous just as well."
Two or three girls surrounded Lin Shuang, their mouths full of praise for her.
They ran into Meng Shiyi head-on, and suddenly a hint of embarrassment appeared in their eyes: "Um... inside..."
Lin Shuang stared at her, her red lips curled up quietly, and a bit of fighting spirit ignited in her eyes: "It's you again, what a coincidence."
Meng Shiyi didn't expect that Lin Shuang was also competing for the central position in recitation, so she simply ignored them and turned away.
Some people's malice and targeting are always so inexplicable, there is no need to pay too much attention...
In the end, there were five girls competing for the female C position in recitation.
Lin Shuang's voice is particularly melodious, her pronunciation is clear, and she is charming and seductive.
But this poem tends to be more mainstream, and what it needs is clarity and tenacity, and it shouldn't sound so sentimental when read.
The teacher frowned.
Until Meng Shiyi began to recite, her voice was like white flowers blooming among the frost and snow. Every word was gentle yet powerful, neither humble nor arrogant, and deeply touched people's hearts.
The teacher's brow relaxed as he decisively decided, "Comparatively, Meng Shiyi has better performance abilities. She will stay and stand in the C position, with Song Wenzhou as her partner. Then... the other students can go first."
"Thank you, teacher." Meng Shiyi bowed politely to express her gratitude, but she felt a chilling gaze behind her.
After rehearsing for more than an hour, Meng Shiyi was the last one to leave the classroom.
Lin Shuang was sitting on a bench at the entrance of the complex building, waiting for her, with her arms folded across her chest.
"What are you so proud of? You just stole my recitation spot. Even if you stand in the center position, it's useless. He Xilou has never been interested in school anniversaries."
She could tell from the details that Meng Shiyi liked He Xilou.
She just wanted to hurt Meng Shiyi's heart.
However, Meng Shiyi raised her eyes lightly, looked over carefully, and said calmly:
"I don't want to argue with you about this. If you're running for this position just for the men, then you're pretty pathetic."
The evening breeze blew a few strands of her hair.
She stood there calmly, her eyes exceptionally clear and bright, as if she could see through everything.
Lin Shuang felt as powerless as if she was punching cotton. It seemed that no matter how angry she was, she always looked rational and calm. She even felt sorry for her.
This expression is even more annoying!
Lin Shuang stood up suddenly, her beautiful face became distorted, and she sneered arrogantly:
"What right do you have to pity me? At least He Xilou and I were actually dating. And you, it's been so long and you still haven't dated. Could it be that he dislikes you?"
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