Chapter 53 Bring him water? Like him?
There was a nonchalant smile in He Xiluo's voice, but this sneer seemed even more creepy and frightening.
You can clearly feel that he is not in a good mood.
When the boy saw that the person coming was He Xilou, he was stunned for two seconds, feeling that he had walked into a trap. He gritted his teeth and finally could only leave while apologizing.
Meng Shiyi raised her eyes and looked at He Xilou's figure standing in front of her, and an indescribable feeling surged in her heart.
He Xilou turned around, lowered his eyes to glance at her, and then, his anger faded, he asked in a deep voice, "Does it hurt?"
Meng Shiyi shook her head gently: "It doesn't hurt."
He Xilou seemed to have heard a joke. He leaned over and looked closely at her head, grinning mischievously:
"It's all swollen, and you still say it doesn't hurt?"
“…”
Meng Shiyi touched her forehead cautiously.
It seems that there is indeed a little swelling and a little discomfort.
She lowered her eyes, trying to say that she was not that delicate and that this minor injury would heal completely in a day.
Before she could speak.
He Xilou's low, hoarse voice echoed in his ears, his tone brooking no room for argument:
"Just stand here and wait for me."
"oh…"
Meng Shiyi stood obediently outside the venue, half leaning against the wall.
In the distance, the sunset glow is pink, beautiful and dreamy. The clouds are like burning pink petals, spreading to the sky bit by bit. Pink, orange and red are intertwined, beautiful like a carefully designed oil painting.
The leaves rustled in the summer breeze, and the air was fresh and pleasant.
When He Xilou came back, he was holding a small ice pack in his hand and said, "Apply it for a while."
Meng Shiyi was slightly stunned, said thank you softly, and wanted to reach out to take it.
Unexpectedly, He Xilou leaned over to her, lowered his head, held the back of her head with one hand, and pressed the ice pack on her forehead with the other hand.
The distance between them suddenly shortened, their noses were almost touching, and He Xilou almost held her tightly in his arms.
!!
The man's handsome face was close at hand, with his hair on his forehead casting a shadow. When he lowered his eyes to glance at me, the teardrop mole under his eyes was sexy and alluring, full of unbridled aggression.
Meng Shiyi felt as if she was nailed to the spot, her legs unable to move, and she could only feel the vigorous heartbeat in her chest, thumping again and again.
Deafening.
She was leaning against the wall with He Xilou's body in front of her. She was imprisoned invisibly, with no way to retreat and unable to escape.
"Brother Xilou..."
Meng Shiyi's soft voice trembled slightly.
The man's cold scent swept over her like an overwhelming force, wrapping her deeply inch by inch.
He Xilou bent his waist, staring at her with his deep eyes, and asked, "Are you comfortable?"
The scorching hot breath of He Xilou enveloped the whole area in front of him, but he felt a cool touch on his forehead.
Meng Shiyi felt a little suffocated and nodded lightly, "Comfortable..."
He Xilou stared at her expression seriously, and a small part of his heart gradually collapsed.
The little girl stood there obediently, not daring to move. Because of the height difference, she had to look up at him slightly.
The fair and soft little face was covered with a layer of pink mist, and there was mist in the eyes, and there was only his shadow in her eyes.
Why does he look like a bruised little rabbit, so pitiful?
He Xilou said slowly: "That boy just now was not accidental at all, he did it on purpose."
"Did you do it on purpose?" Meng Shiyi's eyes were filled with confusion.
She didn't know the boy, and there was no grudge between them...
He Xilou lazily raised his eyes and said, "I hit you on purpose, and then added you on WeChat to treat you to a meal. It's a pretty bad pick-up line."
Meng Shiyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, "So that's how it is."
He Xiluo was too close to her, even staring at her leisurely. There was an invisible strong pressure descending, making it airtight.
I always feel that his mood seems to be not very good.
Meng Shiyi's heart couldn't take it and she even felt a little breathless.
What they are doing now... is nothing. Fortunately, there is no one here. If a classmate passed by, he would definitely think that their behavior is too intimate and ambiguous, just like a couple.
She swallowed nervously and couldn't help but say, "I'll do it myself."
He Xilou pressed her closer, his eyes filled with darkness, "Don't move."
Meng Shiyi stopped moving obediently, but lowered her head, not daring to look directly into his deep eyes.
Outside the venue, the leaves rustled and were slowly blown down by the wind, creating a romantic atmosphere against the backdrop of the pink sunset.
He Xilou looked at her carefully, his tone hinting at a censure:
"Tell me honestly, why did you come to the basketball game?"
Meng Shiyi was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"
In He Xilou's eyes, this behavior showed guilt.
He Xilou looked down at her, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, suppressing the irritability and depression in his heart, his voice even deeper than before:
"Are you here to see your squad leader? Are you here to cheer him up?"
Meng Shiyi reacted for a moment and shook her head: "I'm here to increase my volunteer hours. I also want to..."
She secretly mustered up her courage, raised her head, and looked straight at He Xilou: "I want to cheer you up."
"Yeah?"
He Xilou's lips curled up into a faint smile, still looking casual and playful, and his tone was extremely muddled, "Are you here to cheer me up?"
Meng Shiyi nodded obediently: "Yes."
Her fingertips tightened slightly, her palms sweated a little, and she quietly waited for He Xilou's reaction.
The other party only glanced at her lazily, his eyes full of disbelief, and sneered: "Little liar."
"Really, I didn't lie to you..."
He Xilou's voice was low and unfocused. He leaned closer to her, his eyes deep.
"Come on, then why are you going to bring water to your squad leader? Do you like him?"
Meng Shiyi paused.
How did He Xilou know that she went to deliver water to Song Wenzhou? Did he see it?
And I always feel that there is something strange in the tone of He Xilou when he asked this question.
Meng Shiyi couldn't say what was strange about it. In short, it didn't fit his personality of "not caring about anything and not interested in anything."
She said truthfully, "The girls in our class had an impromptu meeting and asked me to pass the water to the class monitor."
He Xilou listened carefully, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
He just asked two questions.
But Meng Shiyi answered the first one.
He Xilou pushed her closer, his tone nonchalant, as if they were just chatting casually, and repeatedly asked, "Do you like him?"
"No... I don't like it."
As the girl finished speaking, He Xilou raised his brows slightly, and his eyes finally relaxed a little, and the air pressure around him also improved.
It turned out to be a misunderstanding.
After applying the ice pack for a while, He Xilou took off the ice pack, released his hand that was pressing on the back of her head, and glanced at Meng Shiyi's forehead:
"It's not swollen anymore."
As the distance widened, the man's scorching breath dissipated.
Meng Shiyi felt much better, but her heart was still burning. She said softly, "Thank you."
He Xilou didn't intend to let her go, and raised his eyebrows with interest: "How do you thank me?"
"Then...how do you want me to thank you?"
Meng Shiyi raised her eyes and looked over carefully.
He Xilou said nonchalantly, "I'm thirsty."
Suddenly such a strange sentence came out.
Meng Shiyi blinked, feeling puzzled: "Then go drink some water."
He Xilou chuckled, with a hint of teasing and badness in his eyes, and deliberately imitated her tone:
"But I have no water."
Why is this person imitating her? !
Meng Shiyi was furious and whispered, "There's a vending machine nearby."
But He Xilou didn't care about this at all. He just stared at her quietly, stared at her quietly...
Meng Shiyi felt a sense of oppression looming over her head. She avoided his gaze and cautiously tested him:
"You want me to buy it for you?"
He Xilou then said "hmm" in satisfaction.
Meng Shiyi said "OK", her heart in a mess.
She trotted around to the vending machine on the other side of the basketball court and bought a bottle of mineral water for two dollars.
He Xilou stood there, half leaning against the wall, waiting for her leisurely, with a hint of a smile on his lips.
On the other side of the wall stood a girl dressed elegantly.
Qi Yuexin hid in the corner, listening to every word of their conversation. She gritted her teeth, and her exquisite nails slowly dug into her flesh.
Did Meng Shiyi know He Xilou? How long had they known each other? What was their relationship?
In her impression, He Xilou has always been unruly and indifferent to everything. He has a strong sense of distance and is difficult to approach.
How could there be such a doting tone?
How can I apply an ice pack to someone else with my own hands?!
Even when he questioned Meng Shiyi whether she liked someone else and why she was giving water to someone else, his tone sounded like...jealous.
But soon, Qi Yuexin completely denied this absurd and ridiculous idea.
impossible.
How could someone like He Xilou be jealous? It was impossible.
Qi Yuexin kept persuading herself in this way in her heart.
She adjusted her attitude and walked gracefully to He Xilou before Meng Shiyi came back.
Qi Yuexin handed over the mineral water in her hand, raised a beautiful and sweet smile, and asked delicately:
"Brother Xilou, what a coincidence to meet you here~ Do you want some water now?"
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