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Shi Xi was only surprised for a moment, then nodded to Song Guizhou.
I was puzzled.
I wonder how this child managed to get up here?
Their dormitory building uses electronic access control; only students can enter by swiping their student cards, and ordinary people simply cannot get in.
Tang Jue followed Shi Xi's gaze and saw Song Guizhou, a look of surprise on his face.
He really didn't expect anyone to overhear their conversation, and he certainly didn't expect that person to be Song Guizhou.
"Instructor Tang," Shi Xi said, "Let's talk again next time."
Tang Jue immediately understood that Shi Xi meant for him to leave.
"You two talk." After hesitating for a moment, he said this and turned to leave. As he passed Song Guizhou, he suddenly spoke again—
"He's a patient, so watch your attitude."
Song Guizhou looked up at Tang Jue, "I know, you don't need to remind me."
After closing the room door, Song Guizhou locked it from the inside and then slowly sat down next to Shi Xi.
Noticing his actions, Shi Xi frowned.
Is he trying to prevent others from eavesdropping?
Shi Xi thought to herself.
Surely not, who would be so idle as to stand guard at the door and eavesdrop on other people's conversations?
Unexpectedly, Song Guizhou remained calm. He smiled and asked in a very gentle tone, "Where would you like to live in seclusion, Brother Xiao An?"
"I have an island where there's no one else, perfect for a secluded life. We can move there together. If you don't like that, Brother Xiao An, I also have a mountain covered in flowers, which is also very pleasant and quiet. If you don't like that either, there are villas by the sea..."
As Song Guizhou spoke, he opened his phone and showed Shi Xi his assets.
His words sounded like he was choosing tourist attractions while traveling, and that he could go wherever he wanted.
And indeed, that is the case.
The assets Song Chaoyang holds are just the tip of the iceberg. His parents transferred most of their assets to him when Song Guizhou was born.
He thought he was the ultimate victor, but little did he know that in Song Guizhou's eyes he was just a clown.
Shi Xi: "..." This child is so rich?!
I'm laughing at myself for being so poor.
No wonder Song Guizhou said it wouldn't happen when he said the phoenix would turn into a sparrow.
Never mind, he should have known sooner. :)
He never dared to think about these places when he was making the plans!
Song Guizhou spoke for half an hour straight, until his voice became hoarse, before he finally finished his introduction.
"Brother Xiao An, is there anything you like? If not, just tell me what kind you want and I'll go buy it." he asked.
"I'll stay in a sanatorium," Shi Xi replied after thinking for a moment.
For some reason, when he said those words, it felt like a dream come true.
If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, they might even laugh out loud with joy.
If Cold Medicine were here right now, it would definitely give Shi Xi eight big words:
Never forget our original aspiration and keep our mission firmly in mind.
Song Guizhou was right next to him. Hearing Shi Xi's answer, he was stunned for a moment, and then his hand gripping the phone tightened suddenly.
The other hand, hanging by his side, was already clenched into a fist, and he gripped it tightly, his nails digging deep into his palm.
It's all fake, fake, fake, it's all fake. Brother Xiao An won't die.
The phrase kept repeating in his mind, and he didn't dare stop for even a second.
Taking a deep breath, Song Guizhou composed himself. "...Okay."
"It's still class time, why are you here?" Shi Xi propped her head up with her hand and looked at Song Guizhou, who was sitting quietly.
He wasn't blind, so he could naturally tell that the child was putting on a brave face, but he didn't call him out of politeness.
"...I also want to take a break from school," Song Guizhou said.
Shi Xi raised her hand and flicked him on the forehead. "What are you saying? This kind of joke isn't funny at all."
"..." Song Guizhou was silent for a moment before looking up at Shi Xi with earnest eyes. "Yu Jiu'an, I'm not joking."
Yes, you're not joking, you're just being crazy.
Shi Xi couldn't help but mutter a complaint in her heart.
He didn't really care about his own life or death, because he vaguely sensed that death was not the end for him, but the curtain falling.
—He is not Yu Jiu'an.
Shi Xi tried to persuade him for two hours with great effort, and Song Guizhou would occasionally hand him water to moisten his throat. He listened obediently and well.
Finally, Shi Xi asked, "...So you're still planning to take a break from school?"
"Hmm." Song Guizhou nodded.
Shi Xi: "..." You're really stubborn.
...
While Shi Xi was trying to persuade Song Guizhou, a group chat suddenly became lively.
Will Si Beiling have a wife today? (3)
[War correspondent Si Huaiyu: (Photos) (Photos) (Photos)]
[War correspondent Si Huaiyu: Good news, my uncle and someone have progressed to taking walks. Bad news, there are three people involved.]
[Ye Xuyan: Such a handsome boy, what a pity (retracted)]
Ye Xuyan: Such a handsome boy, Si Beiling is really lucky.
[Si Nanjun: Oh~ No wonder they didn't want me to go to the parent-teacher conference, so that's what they were planning.]
[War correspondent Si Huaiyu: My dear uncle wouldn't even let me go. :)]
[Ye Xuyan: This picture looks weird (frowning)]
Si Nanjun: ...Let me analyze it for you using micro-expressions.
Si Beiling: My wife is really beautiful.
Yu Jiu'an: Let me hear what they're talking about?
Song Guizhou: Quickly, strike him dead with lightning!
[War correspondent Si Huaiyu: This is such a vivid analogy! (Thumbs up)]
[Ye Xuyan: Wait, holy crap! It's a love rival?!]
[Si Nanjun: ...Very likely.]
[War correspondent Si Huaiyu: Huh??? What rival in love?]
[Ye Xuyan: It's okay, go play somewhere else.]
After sending the message, Ye Xuyan looked up at his old company, Nanjun.
"How about we lend North Ridge a hand?"
Si Beiling has been single for 26 years. It's only natural that his older brother and sister-in-law would help him out after he finally found someone he likes.
Si Nanjun hesitated for only a second before nodding and saying, "Help!"
The two hit it off immediately.
...
Feeling inexplicably looked down upon, Si Huaiyu couldn't sit still any longer.
He went directly to Si Beiling for help.
"Uncle, what does my mom mean by this?"
At this moment, Si Beiling was in his room. He had just finished showering, his hair was still wet, and he was wearing a bathrobe. When he saw the group chat that these three people had created behind his back, his gaze finally fell on the photo.
In the photo, he looked down at Shi Xi with an unprecedentedly gentle expression. Shi Xi was looking straight ahead, while Song Guizhou held Shi Xi's wrist with a somewhat impatient look on his face.
"Send me the photos," Si Beiling said.
"Okay." Si Huaiyu obediently did as instructed.
After sending the photos, he looked at Si Beiling, whose face was expressionless, and smiled: "Didn't you say you weren't interested in her? Why do you want her photos?"
Si Beiling picked up his phone but didn't answer; instead, he saved the picture.
...
Si Huaiyu leaned closer and glanced at Si Beiling's phone.
I happened to see a cropped image that Si Beiling had saved.
—It was just him and Shi Xi, but there was a long, slender finger on Shi Xi's other wrist that made a strong impression.
As the photographer, Si Huaiyu certainly knew whose hand it was.
Song Guizhou.
In an instant, a bold guess popped into his mind.
Σ( ° △ °|||)︴
Holy crap!
My uncle's rival in love is Song Guizhou?!
Startled by this bold guess, Si Huaiyu couldn't help but gasp.
"What do you want?" Si Beiling looked up at Si Huaiyu, who had suddenly realized the truth.
"N-nothing." Si Huaiyu left Si Beiling's room in a flash.
...
"What about Uncle Yu?" Song Guizhou asked Shi Xi, holding a water glass. "What are you planning to do?"
Shi Xi remained silent.
What he was thinking was to simply have Song Guizhou accompany him to apply for a leave of absence from school. As for his father... he should just not tell him. He could just say that he was going out to relax and that his return date was uncertain.
Once the dust settles, perhaps it won't be so painful anymore.
Time heals all wounds.
Before that, he needed to have an open and honest talk with Song Guizhou.
"I didn't intend for him to know."
"Song Guizhou." Shi Xi looked at Song Guizhou, "Do you know why I took you in in the first place?"
"I know." Song Guizhou looked at Shi Xi, "Because you're soft-hearted, Brother Xiao An."
To him, Shi Xi was a soft-hearted god.
Looking at the expression on Song Guizhou's face, Shi Xi suddenly thought of the scene when the two first met. There were so many people in the swimming pool—but Song Guizhou didn't choose anyone else, but chose him.
However, there were other people in the pool at the time, and he was not the closest person to Song Guizhou.
Shi Xi suspected that Song Guizhou had done it on purpose from the very beginning.
"..." Never mind, there's no point in saying this now.
"Part of it is because of this." Shi Xi made a slight gesture.
Then, looking at Song Guizhou, he said, "The main reason is for my father."
After saying this, Shi Xi felt that Song Guizhou should understand what he meant.
He wanted Song Guizhou to help take care of his father.
In fact, Shi Xi himself felt that it was not very appropriate to say those words, because even without his help, Song Guizhou could still live a good life.
Song Guizhou didn't need his help at all.
"Of course, if you don't want to, that's fine too. This was originally my responsibility, and it has nothing to do with you."
"I do." Song Guizhou took Shi Xi's hand and slowly placed it on his cheek. "I'll do whatever Brother Xiao An says."
He would not refuse Shi Xi.
Not now.
It won't happen again.
Never.
He was the most faithful believer of the gods, daring not to disobey and indifferent to life and death.
Shi Xi could feel Song Guizhou's delicate skin, and the subtle changes in his facial skin and bones as he spoke, and his warm breath sprayed onto the back of his hand.
He frowned, but did not pull his hand away.
Just then, Shi Xi's phone, which was on the table, suddenly rang.
Song Guizhou quickly pressed the answer button, and soon a familiar, deep male voice came from the other end of the line—
"Have you arrived at school yet?"
It was a call from Si Beiling.
"We're here," Shi Xi said. "I'm in the dorm."
"Is the thesis proposal revised?" Si Beiling asked.
The other person seemed to be drinking water at the moment; Shi Xi could hear the faint swallowing sound even through the phone.
"It's all revised," Shi Xi nodded.
"Has Teacher Tang left?" Si Beiling asked again.
"I'm leaving." Shi Xi replied, though she didn't know why Si Beiling was asking this.
As soon as Shi Xi finished speaking, Song Guizhou, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up:
"Brother Xiao An, it's time for us to go to sleep."
Upon hearing this, Shi Xi looked at Song Guizhou in surprise, "You're going to stay in the dormitory?"
The beds in the university dormitory are all single beds, not very big, not as big as the big beds at home, and Shi Xi was worried that he wouldn't be used to sleeping in them.
"Yes." Song Guizhou nodded. "It's past curfew now, the dormitory building is already locked."
Shi Xi glanced at the time; it was already this late, and the dormitory was indeed locked.
So he nodded, "Okay."
"...Then I won't bother you any longer, you two get some rest." Si Beiling on the other end of the phone listened to their words, paused for a moment, and finally said, sounding rather unhappy.
"Alright, goodbye Mr. Si." Song Guizhou hung up the phone directly.
"..." Shi Xi glanced at Song Guizhou, "Wait a moment."
A single bed is a bit cramped for two people, so Shi Xi picked up her phone and asked Wang Ke if she could borrow his bed.
The other party replied quickly.
It's okay, sleep anywhere. I'm not living in the dorms anymore.
Shi Xi replied with a thank you emoji.
When Wang Ke left, the bed was made very clean, and Shi Xi had changed the bedding. Song Guizhou wanted to help, but he didn't know how.
"..." Shi Xi looked at the messy blankets on the bed and couldn't stand it anymore. She took a deep breath and said helplessly to Song Guizhou, "Fine, you go wash up. I can do it myself."
This child can't do any housework at all; the more I try to help, the more trouble he makes.
Song Guizhou was silent for a moment, then finally said, "Okay."
"Brother Xiao An, I will learn all of these in the future. Once I've learned them, you can watch me do them, okay?" He looked at Shi Xi.
"Okay," Shi Xi replied dismissively, not taking his words to heart.
...
It was around 11 p.m. when I finished getting ready for bed.
Shi Xi turned off the light and lay down on the bed with her eyes closed.
The night was quiet, and the air seemed to fall silent as well.
The dorms at the sports university are double rooms. The facilities are decent, but the space is not very large, only about ten square meters, with two beds on the left and right sides against the wall.
Shi Xi listened to Song Guizhou tossing and turning in bed.
"Why aren't you asleep so late?"
Shi Xi turned over and looked at Song Guizhou opposite him. The dormitory was pitch black, so he couldn't see clearly and could only vaguely make out the other person's figure.
"Brother Xiao An," Song Guizhou called softly.
\"Um?\"
"You don't like separation and death, so you don't like other people crying?" Song Guizhou asked.
"Mm," Shi Xi replied.
"...If I don't cry, will you not leave, Brother Xiao An?" Song Guizhou was silent for a long time before asking in a hoarse voice.
"..." Shi Xi smiled slightly. "Who knows? Maybe."
"Then let's pinky swear."
"I'm not sad, and you won't leave me."
As Song Guizhou spoke, he reached his hand out from under the covers.
Shi Xi looked at the hand in mid-air.
I thought to myself.
They really are just kids, still believing in pinky promises and hanging themselves.
After hesitating for a moment, Shi Xi extended his finger, and Song Guizhou's little finger immediately hooked onto his little finger.
"A pinky promise, a hundred years from now, never to be broken."
"Okay, go to sleep."
"Goodnight, Brother Xiao An," Song Guizhou said.
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