Chapter 47 Jealousy, a Shura Field
At the entrance of the milk tea shop, Song Wenzhou stood next to Meng Shiyi. I don’t know what he said to her, but there was a smile on his lips, and his smile looked very sunny.
The orange-red sunset glowed brilliantly, more dazzling than flames, casting long shadows over the two of them.
Seen from a distance, the picture is particularly harmonious and gentle.
The Maybach was parked in the shadow beside the trees, blocked from the dusk light.
He Xilou's dark eyes stared at the two of them quietly, and an imperceptible cold aura surged from his body.
Qi Yao was driving in the front seat and was extremely bored while waiting for the red light.
He looked up at the rearview mirror, feeling confused, and looked out in the direction He Xilou was looking.
"Yo~" Qi Yao put his hands on the steering wheel and raised his eyebrows, "Another young couple is dating here, so happy."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the temperature in the car suddenly drop, and the air pressure became lower and lower...
He Xilou's eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke each word with pause: "Little, lover?"
Qi Yao took it for granted: "What else could this be but a date between young lovers? Did you see the milk tea in their hands? It's the new couple's combo offered by the milk tea shop. One cup is called [Perfection] and the other is called [Good Fate]. They say it's a match made in heaven, and most of the people who buy it are young couples. Don't tell me, it's quite romantic!"
He Xilou's dark eyes were particularly deep, and there was an inexplicable surge of strong emotions in his chest, which was obscure and elusive.
Not far away, Song Wenzhou's figure suddenly stopped, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet.
He couldn't help looking around.
Meng Shiyi asked, "What's wrong?"
"……nothing."
Song Wenzhou took a deep breath. Perhaps because he didn't get enough rest, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Like a thorn in the side.
The way back to school is not long, it only takes half an hour.
When they reached the fork in the road between the men's and women's dormitories, Meng Shiyi waved politely.
Song Wenzhou also waved at her, pursed his lips, and said, "See you next time."
He could see Meng Shiyi every day during class, but only once.
Apart from discussing class matters with her, there are few opportunities to be alone like the one I just had, which was relaxing and wonderful.
But Song Wenzhou didn't expect that the next opportunity to be alone would come soon.
A few days later, on Friday night, he happened to meet Meng Shiyi sitting alone in a noodle restaurant outside the east gate eating dinner.
A surge of joy suddenly surged in his heart, and he stepped directly into the store.
Meng Shiyi was eating fish-flavored shredded pork noodles when someone suddenly sat down opposite her.
"Squad leader?"
Song Wenzhou ordered a bowl of beef noodles and smiled at her gently: "What a coincidence, I can see you here. I hope you don't mind sitting across from you?"
Meng Shiyi politely shook her head: "I don't mind."
The boss's face was full of enthusiasm, and he quickly brought Song Wenzhou's beef noodles over: "Handsome, enjoy your meal."
Song Wenzhou picked up his chopsticks and asked, "There's a school basketball game next Saturday. I heard you signed up to be a basketball spectator?"
"Yeah." Meng Shiyi nodded while eating noodles.
You can add volunteer hours to your schedule by being a spectator at a school basketball game.
Actually, not many people want to watch basketball games. It's boring and uninteresting. It's better to chat and play games in the dormitory. Everyone is there for the volunteer hours.
Credits and volunteer hours can always control college students.
But it’s different now. Ever since He Xilou participated in a basketball game last year and made a comeback against the odds in a handsome way, the forum has been filled with handsome photos of him playing basketball, and he has received a lot of attention.
Women are captivated by his looks, and men are captivated by his basketball skills.
I heard that he will also participate in the competition this year, and the audience spots are being snapped up like crazy.
Meng Shiyi got the ticket thanks to Xu Qingqing's years of experience in chasing stars and her quick hands in grabbing tickets.
Sitting in the audience and watching him from afar is much more enjoyable than drinking a cup of sweet milk tea.
Meng Shiyi suddenly remembered something: "By the way, squad leader, have you signed up for the basketball game?"
"Yeah...actually, I was on the school basketball team in high school. You wouldn't be able to tell."
Song Wenzhou wore black glasses and looked gentle. I didn't expect that he could play basketball.
"I really didn't expect that," Meng Shiyi smiled slightly, her tone sincere, "I wish you good luck in the competition."
Song Wenzhou scratched his head shyly: "Thank you, I will definitely do my best."
It gets dark quickly at night, and the street lights around are slowly lighting up.
The east gate of the school.
Lu Shijie howled to the sky: "Three years, three whole years! I'm tired of eating the food around this school. Can you open a few new shops?"
He walked for a while before stopping in front of a noodle shop and asked, "This seems to be newly opened. I heard it's pretty good. West Building, would you like to have some noodles?"
He Xilou was wearing a black jacket, showing no emotion, and speaking concisely:
"No. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. I won't be back to the dormitory tonight."
After saying that, he walked towards another road, his back as free and easy as ever, as if no one could make him stay.
"Well, he's a busy man."
Lu Shijie muttered softly and sighed. Suddenly, his eyes lit up:
"Wait a minute, isn't that our sister Shiyi... Damn, why is there a man sitting across from her?!"
As soon as the words fell.
He Xilou's casual and unrestrained steps paused.
In the noodle shop, Meng Shiyi was almost done eating. She lowered her head and took a sip of the noodle soup from the bowl.
The fresh and fragrant aroma spreads on the tip of the tongue, very rich.
Suddenly, a shadow slowly descended from above her head, like a huge net, completely enveloping her.
Meng Shiyi put down the bowl and turned her head slightly.
He Xilou sat lazily beside him, his black windbreaker outlining his perfectly upright figure. His collar was slightly open, revealing his sexy protruding Adam's apple, his sexual tension was full.
The man's black hair hung casually in front of his forehead, and the incandescent light made his profile look even sharper and clearer.
Lu Shijie sat diagonally opposite Meng Shiyi, next to Song Wenzhou.
The surroundings suddenly became crowded.
“…” Meng Shiyi was silent for a moment.
The noodle shop was empty, with mostly vacant seats.
Why did they all come to her table to eat?
"Hello, my dear sister Shiyi," Lu Shijie said with a warm and carefree smile, "Long time no see~"
"Long time no see," Meng Shiyi said with a faint smile, greeting them, "Brother Shijie, Brother Xilou."
She met Song Wenzhou's slightly surprised look and explained in a low voice: "They are all my cousin's roommates."
"Oh, so that's how it is." Song Wenzhou nodded.
After Lu Shijie placed his order, he asked He Xilou what he wanted to eat.
He Xilou glanced casually at Meng Shiyi's bowl and said lightly, "It's the same as hers."
Meng Shiyi was eating noodles when suddenly her eyes widened slightly.
She only felt He Xilou's legs slightly apart, and then inadvertently -
It touched her leg.
It was just a slight touch, but through the thin cloth, a fine electric current quickly spread throughout the body.
It's like throwing a small stone into a calm lake, causing ripples that take a long time to calm down.
“…”
A faint pink blush appeared on the tips of Meng Shiyi's ears.
Her fingers holding the chopsticks tightened slightly, her breathing hitched, and she moved away a little awkwardly.
This way, the person wouldn't accuse her of taking advantage.
But in the next second.
He Xilou noticed her little movement, raised his eyelids, glanced at her with his dark eyes, and said in a low and magnetic voice:
"Why, you don't welcome me to sit here?"
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