Song Yu was stunned for a few seconds, then shook his head: "Forget it, I can support myself."
He touched his nose in dismay, looked up, and looked a little confused: "Why are we talking about this topic? Let's change it."
Xie Sui smiled: "Yeah."
Song Yu: "You should go to Linqing Street on Friday. If you don't go, I will be very bored."
At this time, we had already walked into the apartment and were at the entrance of the corridor where we were about to separate.
Xie Sui watched him go upstairs and said, "Okay, I'll go."
Finally, the monthly exam was over. Song Yu didn't want to do the same questions as before that night. He relaxed and gave himself a break.
After taking a shower, take a bottle of yogurt out of the refrigerator. After drinking the yogurt, I threw it into the trash can and lay directly on the bed.
He sent his sister a grinning soybean emoji.
[Song metaphor: [baring teeth]]
A few seconds later, Song Wanying replied.
[Song Wanying: What?] 】
[Song Yu: My results are out]
【Song Wanying: so? 】
[Song Yu: Madam, you missed out on 100 million. Do you regret it? 】
[Song Yu: The water that entered your brain when you didn’t believe me will eventually flow out in the form of tears]
【Song Wanying: …………】
[Song Wanying: 6666666]
Song Yu decided to speak the truth and slap the data in the face.
[Song Yu: [Transcript.XLSX]]
After a while, a call came from City A and Song Yu picked up the call.
There was a cheerful and clear female voice on the other end of the phone, and I couldn't stop laughing.
"Not bad, such great progress, how many gods did you pray to before the exam?"
Song Yu smiled, but did not brag. He said truthfully, "No, I met a good deskmate. He is the top student in our grade and is very accurate in predicting questions."
Song Wanying clicked her tongue twice on the other end of the phone, "Wow, you're starting to be modest now."
Song Yu smiled, but this time he specifically looked for Song Wanying, not just for the sake of grades.
He tried hard to recall the content of the dream and asked in a low voice, "When I was five years old, I was sick for a period of time in a manor outside the city. Do you remember it?"
Song Wanying was stunned for a moment, and thought for a while: "Ah? Recuperating in the manor? Why don't I remember this happening?"
Song Yu: "Then ask mom."
Song Wanying: "Mom is busy, still at the company. No, five years old, wait a minute, I seem to have a vague impression."
Song Yu remained silent, giving her time to recall.
She pondered over it for a long time, and finally, as if she had an epiphany, she remembered it.
"Yes, I remember it. It seemed to be a summer vacation. During that time, your brother and I were called by grandpa to go abroad. Grandpa was very strict. That was definitely the most painful summer vacation I remember when I was a child."
"You should have gone too, but Mom had just had an operation at that time, and the doctor strongly advised her not to be too busy. She gave up a lot of things and handed them over to Dad, and went to the manor to recuperate alone. Maybe she was afraid of being lonely, so she took you with her."
"Why are you asking about this?"
Song Yu was stunned after hearing this, and held the phone tightly, with a puzzled voice: "So... it's not me who's going to recuperate?"
Song Wanying's voice was both angry and amused: "You got this disease because you committed suicide when you were six years old. Don't you know what's going on? You didn't stay in your room properly during the rainstorm, but ran to the island and almost drowned. You were unconscious for so long, and scared the whole family half to death."
Song Yu: “…”
What the hell! Isn't this a bit different from the plot in his dream, so before the age of six, he was in good health?
But why did he remember that in "Gentle Control", "Song Yu"'s illness was congenital.
Song Yu quickly recovered from his shock and shook his head. How many details can you remember about a cannon fodder who only appears in a few chapters in a book and whose author is too lazy to even give him a name?
Probably he got sick after he fell into the water at the age of six.
...He was an idiot enough to take a dream seriously.
Song Wanying's attention did not stop at this, and she joked: "How can you not get a little reward for doing so well in the exam? Yu Yu, do you like Wang Houxiong more, or Xue Jinxing?"
Song Yu was very cold: "I don't like any of them."
Song Wanying tried to seduce: "They can take you to the pinnacle of learning."
Song Yu sneered: "No, I have my deskmate and that's enough for me. I don't like them as much as I like Xie Sui."
Song Wanying: “…”
After hanging up the phone, Song Yu sat cross-legged on the bed with a serious expression.
“008.”
He shouted into the air for a long time, but there was no response from the room for a long time.
The system said three months ago that it would report to the Lord God, but there has been no reply yet.
Song Yu thought speechlessly, maybe the Lord God thought it was unreliable and directly destroyed it humanely.
Pulling the corner of his mouth and leaning back, Song Yu's light brown pupils were full of depression and confusion.
008 wants him to travel into the book and follow the storyline five years later, but now the storyline five years later has probably completely gone off track.
Xie Sui will not encounter these scumbags, so he will not turn evil and does not need explanation.
His existence would be unnecessary.
Speaking of which, he still feels that the childhood sweetheart "Song Yu" in the original novel was a character forcibly added in just to make Xie Sui maintain his kind nature.
Song Yu stopped reading when he saw the prisoners. However, "Gentle Control" is labeled "sad love and deep affection", which definitely involves "love" and "emotion", so it is highly likely that Xie Sui, who maintains his kind nature, will forgive that group of people? Get a happy ending with some scumbag?
Counterattack is just something he hopes for in his dreams?
grass!
Thinking of this, Song Yu sat up angrily!
His chest felt as if it was being pressed by a stone and his forehead ached from anger, so he got up and poured himself a glass of water.
Even after so much time had passed, the plot of that stupid book could still disgust him again and again. When I think about my role, it is to promote the development of this plot.
Song Yu was so angry that he poured himself another glass of water.
——There’s no point in trying to persuade Xie Sui to let go of his feelings!
——He wanted to persuade Xie Sui not to let go of the past and just kill those scumbags!
Also, he had always been curious...why Song Yu's nonsense to the protagonist like "Your mother loves you very much, don't hate her" could make Xie Sui realize a lot of things in an instant and even let go of the hatred.
That's too far-fetched. Xie Sui doesn't hate his mother.
…Forget it, “Gentle Control” is illogical.
After drinking three glasses of water, Song Yu calmed down, lay back on the bed, and logged into QQ, only to find that Ma Xiaoding had given him a link to a group called "A Happy Family".
Song Yu: “…”
[Sadako never forgets the well digger: Brother Yu, come to the class group, everyone is discussing what to do on Friday night, come quickly [Red Panda happily raises windmill.jpg]]
[Sadako never forgets the well digger: It's so hard to get a team building, so we definitely can't just go to KTV and sing. We need to prepare the poker cards and hide the beer.]
[Your husband, Brother Yu:. 】
Song Yu didn't want to click into the group with a name that sounded like a middle-aged or elderly person for the time being.
He had something on his mind right now, and he felt extremely anxious, so he could only poke Xie Sui.
[Song Yu: Do you still remember your childhood? 】
The reply was very quick.
【Xie Sui: Why do you ask this? 】
Song Yu felt a little guilty.
【Song Yu: ...No, I just wanted to ask.】 】
Xie Sui tapped the screen, wondering if Song Yu was remembering what happened when he was five years old.
But, how could Song Yu remember something that he didn't even remember?
……wrong.
As perceptive as he was, he caught the hint of something unusual almost immediately.
A hint of coldness flashed across Xie Sui's eyes. He leaned back on the bed with a cold expression and dark and deep eyes.
Five years old...
He knew that Song Yu and he had known each other before.
But the experience of meeting each other is a blur.
I never paid attention to it before, so I didn’t think about it too much.
Now, he felt as if someone had tampered with his memory.
The price of rebirth?
He doesn't believe it.
Xie Sui lowered his eyes and replied to Song Yu.
【Xie Sui: I don’t remember】
【Xie Sui: You want to tell me about your childhood? 】
When Song Yu saw him say "I don't remember", he breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little disappointed.
【Song Yu: No, actually I can’t remember. 】
[Song Yu: Just asking on impulse]
[Song Yu: You also know that I like to make small talk when I’m bored, hehehehe]
The more you explain, the more it seems like a cover-up, and it’s full of loopholes.
Xie Sui chuckled, but he was always patient with Song Yu and would not push him.
Change the topic very naturally.
【Xie Sui: Are you still not asleep? 】
[Song Yu: It’s still early, I need to have some fun after the exam]
[Xie Sui: Not getting up early, going to bed late and getting up late are bad for your health]
【Xie Sui: Go to sleep】
Song Yu was lying on the bed, holding up her phone in both hands and typing.
【Song Yu: ...You look like my dad.】 Uh, no, my dad has a very bad temper. It should be my mom. It's my family anyway. 】
Thanks Sui.
How do your family members usually call you? 】
Song Yu thought about it and shook her head, thinking it was too embarrassing to share her nickname with her friends.
[Song Yu: Just call Song Yu]
The opposite is straightforward.
【Xie Sui: You are lying】
Song Yu was frightened.
【…………】
【? ? ? ? 】
How can you tell? 】
【Xie Sui: I've been to your house, your grandmother called you】
【Xie Sui: Metaphor】
Pop.
Song Yu lost his grip and the phone hit his face.
"day……"
He sat up suddenly in pain. Feeling ashamed, angry and depressed, he wiped his face - why did grandma call him by her nickname in front of others!
[Song Yu: ...You heard it wrong, forget it]
[Song Yu: Stop shouting, have some shame! 】
Xie Sui smiled, and the coldness in his eyes was melted away by tenderness.
【Xie Sui: Didn’t you say I look like your family? Then I’ll be more like them】
【Xie Sui: Yu Yu, be good, go to sleep, good night】
Song Yu: “…”
I was so angry that my face almost burned!
Day after day after day!
What else can he do!
Typing in frustration.
[Song Yu: Sleep sleep sleep sleep sleep!] 】
[Song Yu: An an an an an an an! 】
Shut up!
After quitting the chat with Xie Sui, Song Yu couldn't fall asleep with his mind in a mess. He stared at the ceiling for a long time, took a deep breath, and clicked on the group link that Ma Xiaoding had given him.
"A happy family".
The conversation was going on very enthusiastically, and the screen was refreshed very quickly, so when Song Yu entered the group, no one noticed.
He flipped through the previous chat history.
[Sadako never forgets the well digger: qwq Yu Ge didn’t come because he thought our name was ugly]
[The lights are the same as in the past:? ? ? Brother Yu is so cool! But who came up with this name? It's so tacky. I want to hit someone too╯^╰】
[Matcha milk cap without ice: If Yu Ge doesn’t come, we can gossip about him behind his back [funny]]
【Bo Wen Qiang Shi:…………What?】
【Han Sheng: You must be itching. What's there to gossip about? He's cool in fighting, swears harshly, and his grades are okay. As a man, I can't even be jealous of him. Yu Ge Niu Pi】
[Qiu Shui Chang Tian: That’s what you guys see. When we gossip, we usually sigh and wonder why Brother Yu, at the age of fifteen, has a perfect deskmate like Xie Shen. 】
【Feng Mang: Yes! ! I can also receive the love and tenderness from God. Woohoo, such a beautiful friendship that I cried.]
The last female student simply sent a whole row of lemons, which directly filled the screen.
[It’s Wanwan: In his freshman year, he had a genius to help him with his studies and a school hunk to buy him cakes, but in my freshman year, I had nothing.]
At this time, a familiar id appeared.
[Your husband, Brother Yu: Oh? 】
[……] This happy family could not be happy for a moment.
This id?
Ma Xiaoding, didn’t you say that Brother Yu wouldn’t join the group?
[It’s Wanwan: …Brother Yu?] ? . 】
Song Yu glanced at their descriptions.
Not particularly enjoyable.
[Your husband, Brother Yu: What do you mean?] 】
[Your husband, Brother Yu: Do you all think that I am taking advantage of Xie Sui? 】
No! !
[It’s Wanwan: It’s not wuwuwuwu, Brother Yu, it’s not wuwuwuwu, don’t get me wrong]
We just think it’s only right to thank God for pampering our wives! !
Song Yu chuckled.
[Your husband, Brother Yu: Am I worse than him? 】
Wanwan is about to cry.
[It’s Wanwan: No, no, no!] The national husband is you! You are much more popular than Xie Shen! The dream lover of all the girls in the school! 】
Song Yu had just been beaten up by Xie Sui and had a cell phone hit him in the face, so he was not in a good mood. Now he felt a little relieved and pulled the corner of his lip.
[Your husband, Brother Yu: So there is no need to be jealous.] 】
[It’s Wanwan: Ah? 】I am completely confused.
[Your husband, Brother Yu: It is quite enviable to have the school hunk as your deskmate at the age of fifteen. But you are not bad to be in the same group with me at such a young age. 】
A group of people: ...After studying so hard for so long, they almost forgot that Yu Ge originally debuted as a nitpicker.
[Your husband, Brother Yu: Isn’t it, sister? 】
Sister: TAT
[It’s Wanwan: Yes, yes, yes, yes! Oh my god, how can I be so lucky qaq! I am so young, but I am so amazing! But I was so ungrateful for what I had before. I was wrong. Brother Yu, please let me go! 】
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