\"……like.\"
Faced with this question, this was the only answer Mr. Yu could give.
After all, Song Guizhou is still here.
After settling everyone in somewhat bewildered, Old Yu looked at Shi Xi standing by the refrigerator, then his gaze drifted to the study. "Come in."
"..." This is to condemn him and start settling scores later.
Shi Xi took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, put on an obedient and docile look, and followed Yu's father into the study.
The moment the door closed, Mr. Yu couldn't help but ask—
How did you and Xiao Song meet?
Although Song Guizhou was good-looking, he knew that his son was not the type to be attracted to women at first sight, and would not bring someone home after only knowing them for a few days.
Moreover, judging from Song Guizhou's appearance, he seemed to be interested in his son, his eyes practically glued to him.
"He was drowning in the swimming pool, and I saved him." Shi Xi unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of water, and said, "Then he started clinging to me."
The water had been sitting for a while, and Shi Xi was a little chilled. After a moment, she continued, "By the way, this child is still young and always likes to talk nonsense."
\"for example?\"
"Let me be his wife," Shi Xi said.
"???" Old Yu fell silent.
So they found him a son-in-law?!
Old Master Yu took a deep breath and couldn't help but look at Shi Xi, "Have you ever considered that he might be serious?"
"Impossible." Shi Xi waved her hand dismissively, "What does he know about liking someone his age? At most, he might have a slight crush."
"When he meets someone he likes in the future, he might even think he was immature now."
That seemed to make sense, so Mr. Yu temporarily set aside the question and asked, "What about his family?"
"An orphan." Hiding the painful memories, Shi Xi said, "A high school student who lost both parents."
As Shi Xi spoke, she took another sip of water. Seemingly shocked by the cold water, she covered her mouth and began to cough violently.
Mr. Yu frowned and quickly patted his back. Fortunately, the coughing stopped after two minutes.
Shi Xi clenched her fist, glanced at the bottled water on the table, and said, "Sure enough, I shouldn't drink too much cold water."
"Don't drink cold drinks anymore," said Mr. Yu. "Go back and rest now."
"What about Song Guizhou?" Shi Xi looked at Yu's father.
"He's already settled in, what else is there to ask?" Mr. Yu glanced at Shi Xi and said irritably.
"Then Father should get some rest." Shi Xi said, then, as if remembering something, added, "He's been on leave from school for a while; Father, please find him a new school."
Mr. Yu agreed.
...
After leaving the study, Shi Xi finally loosened her clenched fists.
Looking at the red stain on his palm, he showed no expression.
He went into his room, turned on the tap, and began to wash his hands.
"Brother Xiao An."
Song Guizhou's voice came from next door; Song Guizhou lived in the room next to his.
\"how?\"
Upon hearing his voice, Shi Xi turned off the tap and walked to his side.
Song Guizhou stood at the door. "I want to take a shower."
Upon hearing this, Shi Xi immediately understood what Song Guizhou meant.
So he doesn't know how to use a shower.
"I'll demonstrate for you," Shi Xi said. But after he finished demonstrating, he saw Song Guizhou take off his clothes right in front of him.
"???" Is there such a rush?
Shi Xi coughed, turned and left, "If you know how to use it, then you can wash it. I'll go out first."
Song Guizhou threw his shirt on the ground, grabbed Shi Xi's wrist, and asked in confusion, "Brother Xiao An, don't you take a bath?"
Shi Xi removed Song Guizhou's hand. "There's a shower in my room."
Before Song Guizhou could even speak, Shi Xi slammed the door shut.
Song Guizhou watched Shi Xi's hasty retreat, then glanced down at his own awakened state, turned and entered the bathroom, turning on the shower...
...
Shi Xi returned to her room, took a hot shower, and then lay down on the bed.
Just then, the phone on the bed suddenly lit up.
Shi Xi opened her phone and saw a friend request from twenty minutes ago.
[Si: If you ever use my phone to watch porn again, you'll have to atone with your death.]
"???" No, who is this person?
Shi Xi was completely confused.
When did he use someone else's phone to watch porn?
Have scams evolved to this level now?
After only a second of hesitation, Shi Xi replied to the other party's message.
After sending the message, Shi Xi turned off her phone, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.
...
Si Beiling was sitting on the sofa when he heard his phone ring with a message notification. Only then did he put down his long legs that were crossed and look away from the TV.
"That brat hasn't replied yet?" The elegant woman standing to his right couldn't help but ask.
Si Beiling opened his phone, which was lying next to him, and after seeing the extremely arrogant message, he remained silent for two seconds.
Then, facing the screen towards his brother and sister-in-law standing in front of him, he said in a calm tone:
"I suggest you grant his wish."
"That little brat Si Huaiyu is really getting more and more promising!" Si Nanjun cursed as he headed upstairs.
"Keep your voice down." Ye Xuyan tugged at his sleeve, and Si Nanjun stopped, frowning as he looked at Ye Xuyan.
Si Nanjun thought she was going to say that the child didn't do it on purpose and ask him to let it go this time. He had just thought of what to say when he heard her say—
"It's so loud, what if that kid hears us and runs away?"
"You clear the way, I'll cover the rear, and we'll outflank him!"
"..." Si Nanjun was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "It has to be you again."
The two sneaked upstairs, and soon after, a shrill wail came from upstairs.
As Si Beiling heard the voice, he couldn't help but recall the scene of the police coming to his door half an hour earlier.
"It's understandable for young people to be hot-tempered, but they must be careful to discern the truth and avoid being scammed," the police officer earnestly advised him.
"……?" Si Beiling.
"Have you got the wrong person?"
The police officer, with a 'you can't deny it' look on his face, asked, "Is 135xxxx7852 your phone number?"
Si Nanjun and Ye Xuyan, a married couple, sat on the other side of the sofa, distancing themselves from Si Beiling, and looked at Si Beiling with gossipy expressions.
\"……yes.\"
Si Nanjun and Ye Xuyan exchanged a glance, then looked at Si Beiling, their eyes narrowing into slits, a lewd and perverted smile on their faces.
Si Beiling: "…………"
He didn't do it; his phone was only lent to his nephew Si Huaiyu, who was on vacation at home.
The police officer spoke for over ten minutes, then suddenly turned to Si Nanjun and Ye Xuyan, saying, "And you two, try not to watch this kind of stuff in the future."
Si Beiling looked at the two of them upon hearing this.
"..." Si Nanjun and Ye Xuyan's smiles froze.
After seeing the police off, Si Beiling shared his speculation.
Because Si Huaiyu's phone was bought this afternoon as a reward for his academic progress, Si Beiling sent a friend request and that message.
Unexpectedly, the other party's reply was—
[Nine: So what if I saw it? Go ahead and hit me if you dare!]
...
Si Beiling listened to the commotion upstairs with a blank expression.
"When did my uncle message me?!"
"I haven't received any messages at all!"
The noise from upstairs paused for two seconds, then Si Nanjun's voice rang out:
"Just tell me, did you use your uncle's phone to look at that kind of stuff?"
"…………"
Then came another burst of percussion music, a sound of fatherly love and filial piety.
Si Beiling frowned. Judging from Si Huaiyu's tone, he really hadn't received the message.
Did I send it to the wrong person?
Si Beiling picked up his phone and saw that the other person's profile picture was... 999 Cold Relief Granules.
Even the name is nine.
Si Beiling guessed that the other party was probably selling medicine?
There happened to be a cell phone box that Si Huaiyu had just opened on the table, with his phone number still on it.
When I was searching just now, Ye Xuyan was reading out the number he entered.
Si Beiling exited the add friend interface, re-entered her phone number, and a completely different WeChat ID popped up.
Just then, Ye Xuyan came downstairs. She seemed a little hot, her face was slightly red, and she fanned herself with her hand as she walked.
Si Beiling looked at her.
"Why are you looking at me?"
"You mispronounced 7 as 1 just now," Si Beiling said.
Ye Xuyan: "..."
In an instant, the air froze.
"It's nothing. I just didn't like this kid, so I beat him up." Two seconds later, Ye Xuyan waved his hand dismissively.
Si Beiling didn't expose that they beat Si Huaiyu up in order to salvage their shattered pride.
The noise upstairs is all bark and no bite; it doesn't really matter.
He lowered his head and looked at Shi Xi's reply.
He tapped the screen with his long, slender fingers and sent another message.
[Company: Sorry, this was sent to the wrong person.]
...
Her health deteriorated, and just as Song Guizhou arrived at the Yu family, Shi Xi took two days off the next day.
The moment I sent out the leave request, my counselor, Teacher Tang, called.
"You got injured in the fight?" Tang Jue asked.
Shi Xi was a fragile male college student whom he took special care of; he was genuinely good at academics, but he was also genuinely fragile.
There are some, but not many.
So when that person came to make false accusations, he didn't believe it; Shi Xi wasn't that kind of person.
Besides, with so many onlookers, anyone could easily find out the whole story.
Shi Xi wasn't too surprised that he asked that question.
"No," Shi Xi said, "It's just that some relatives came to visit, and we need to entertain them."
Tang Jue actually wanted to ask if the relative he mentioned was the child who had been bothering him lately.
But then she felt that asking would make her seem like a gossip, so even though she was curious, she approved Shi Xi's leave, saying, "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Shi Xi was about to brush her teeth when she saw the message she had received the night before.
Oh, it was sent to the wrong person.
After hesitating for a second, Shi Xi replied to Si Beiling—
[Nine: It's okay, I just replied randomly yesterday because I was on the wrong medication.]
After sending the message, Shi Xi put her phone away.
...
As soon as Shi Xi stepped out of the room, she saw Yu's anxious father.
"？"
"Why don't you go in and take a look?" Yu's father stood at the kitchen doorway, which was billowing with smoke, and glanced at Shi Xi.
"..." Shi Xi was silent for a while before going into the kitchen.
The room was filled with smoke. Shi Xi circled around for a while before finally finding Song Guizhou in front of the stove.
When Song Guizhou saw Shi Xi, he smiled. He was still wearing his pajamas, so he must have just woken up.
"What are you doing?" Shi Xi took a deep breath, turned on the exhaust fan, and pulled the person out.
"Cooking." Song Guizhou was still holding a shovel in his hand, his face was dirty, and anyone who didn't know better would think he had just come back from digging coal.
Shi Xi took another deep breath.
He pressed the person down on the sofa, picked up the spatula, and said, "Sit here properly and wait." Then he rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the kitchen.
Shi Xi thought to herself, with the child's worrying cooking skills, they might all end up in the hospital after eating this.
When Shi Xi finished cooking, she saw Yu's father and Song Guizhou sitting on the sofa, seemingly discussing something.
He glanced at it and saw that it was a flyer for several high schools.
It seems they are choosing a school.
"Let's eat," Shi Xi said.
Song Guizhou immediately stood up and sat down next to Shi Xi.
"The No. 73 Middle School has advanced teaching facilities and a beautiful campus," said Mr. Yu. "The No. 2 Middle School has a good teaching staff and strong overall strength."
"Xiao Song, which one do you think is better?" Yu's father looked at Song Guizhou.
Song Guizhou didn't answer immediately, but instead looked at Shi Xi and said, "Brother Xiao An's cooking is delicious."
Then he turned to Shi Xi and asked, "What do you think, Brother Xiao An?"
It's like a child waiting for their parents to make a decision.
"Second Middle School." Shi Xi hesitated slightly before answering.
"Okay, then it'll be No. 2 Middle School." Song Guizhou smiled and turned to Mr. Yu, saying, "Thank you for your trouble, Uncle Yu."
Looking at Song Guizhou's obedient demeanor towards Shi Xi, Yu's father nodded with a complicated expression.
"Okay, I'll arrange it as soon as possible."
...
The matter of Song Guizhou's schooling was quickly settled. On that day, Yu's father happened to have something to do, so Shi Xi was responsible for taking Song Guizhou to school.
That day also happened to be the first day of school for No. 2 Middle School, so there were an unusually large number of people at the school gate.
Si Beiling's car was parked on the side of the road. As he was about to open the car door, his gaze fell on a group of parents who were dropping off their children.
Perhaps it was Shi Xi's overly fair skin that caused Si Beiling's gaze to linger for a few seconds. His hand, resting on the handlebars, remained still. "Who is that person?"
"Which one?"
"He's very handsome, with fair skin," Si Beiling added, "standing next to a student who's a head shorter than him."
Si Huaiyu looked over and tried to recall the two people in his mind... He didn't have any memories of them. He was doing quite well at school and knew almost everyone.
"I don't know, probably a new student's parent." After saying that, Si Huaiyu opened her mouth wide as if she had discovered something new, looking at Si Beiling, "Uncle, you..."
"Don't overthink it."
Si Beiling frowned, glanced at Si Huaiyu, and opened the car door. "He just looks a little unfamiliar."
Si Huaiyu complained inwardly.
Bullshit, you talk like you know all the other people.
Si Beiling looked at him, "Aren't you going in yet?"
...
Shi Xi watched Song Guizhou enter the school, and after a male classmate struck up a conversation with him, she looked away.
The students' parents hadn't all left yet, and the school gate was completely blocked. It was difficult to get a taxi here, so Shi Xi simply walked a little further away.
Just then, a black Mercedes stopped in front of him.
Shi Xi was stunned for a moment, and then saw the driver's side window slide down, and a red-haired man with a cold face looked up at him.
"Do you need a ride? I can give you a ride home since it's on my way."
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