In the past, Meng Xinghe always came to see Qi Yan, but today after school, Meng Xinghe saw Qi Yan at the door of his classroom.

"Ah, Qi Yan." Meng Xinghe's eyes lit up: "Do you need to talk to me? In fact, if you have something, just tell me, you don't have to wait for me specially."

"No, there are some things that must be explained to the senior." The voice that was usually unconfident now revealed a hint of determination.

The smile on Meng Xinghe's mouth froze for a moment, and then raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay, do you still want to eat Japanese food?"

"No..." Qi Yan shook his head: "I'll buy you coffee."

Meng Xinghe's eyes flashed, but he didn't respond. After a long time, he brushed the corner of his clothes: "Okay, you lead the way!"

Qi Yan didn't take Meng Xinghe to any particularly famous coffee shop, but a cold drink shop that students like to go to. It was a big place, and the decoration was very rural. Qi Yan liked to sit here and rest when he had nothing to do. Whether it was for study or leisure, it was very interesting.

After ordering two cups of this restaurant's specialty, Qi Yan looked at Meng Xinghe who was leisurely and contented across from him, and the words he was about to say were a little timid.

"What's wrong? Don't you have something to tell me?" Meng Xinghe looked at him, a smile flashed in his eyes: "Don't you want to say it?"

"No, I have to say it!" Qi Yan calmed down: "I... I want to apologize. I left suddenly yesterday. I'm very sorry!"

Meng Xinghe supported his chin with both hands, stared at Qi Yan intently, and smiled softly after a moment: "Okay, I accept it."

Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Talking to Meng Xinghe was really tiring...

Meng Xinghe was a very smart person. He was not like Tao Qing, who was silly and said whatever he wanted. Rather than saying that Tao Qing was an adult who had entered society, it was better to say that Meng Xinghe had the smartness and calculation of an adult.

"Also, about what the senior said yesterday..." Qi Yan pursed his lips: "I've thought about it for a long time, and I still want to refuse."

"Refuse?" Meng Xinghe raised his voice in confusion: "Because of worldly reasons? Or... that man last night?"

"No, it has nothing to do with these." Qi Yan shook his head: "It's purely my own reason."

Meng Xinghe looked at Qi Yan, reached out and took out a tissue from the box next to him: "Although it's presumptuous, if I remember correctly... classmate Qi Yan, you should like me, right?"

Qi Yan raised his head suddenly and looked at Meng Xinghe in shock. How did he know? Did the original owner say something to him before, or had any hints? But Qi Yan's memory doesn't have these things! Between the original owner and Meng Xinghe, one is shining brightly and surrounded by people; the other is like a weed on the street, too ordinary...

Although the original owner often stared at Meng Xinghe in a daze, she never confessed or expressed her feelings to him!

"Senior, you..."

"Classmate Qi Yan often looks at Owen, which gives me such an illusion." Meng Xinghe suddenly smiled: "It seems that I guessed right."

"Ah no!" Qi Yan finally reacted. He was tricked by Meng Xinghe: "I, although I liked senior before, but now I don't--"

"Don't like him anymore?" Meng Xinghe touched his chin pretending to be distressed and frowned: "That's really sad."

"..." Qi Yan was speechless. The look he gave Meng Xinghe was obviously not from his heart... So, from the beginning to the end, was Meng Xinghe playing tricks on him?

Terrible thoughts came to his mind, and Qi Yan had the urge to escape.

Meng Xinghe sighed: "I thought Qi Yan would be a very loyal person."

"I..." Qi Yan choked and was speechless.

How to say it? Isn't the 'me' who likes you the same me now?

No matter what Meng Xinghe thinks of him, it doesn't matter. He has already decided to cut off this relationship that has not yet begun, so there can be no hesitation, even if he is the one who is wrong.

"I'm sorry, senior." Qi Yan's voice was full of sincerity: "It's not that I don't like you anymore, it's better to say that I never liked you from the beginning. I don't deny that I'm a boring person. There are not many people who can be really good to me, and there are not many people who are willing to be friends with me. Up to now, I may not say more than ten sentences a day at school."

"At that time, senior was really good to me. He was willing to promote me and joke with me, which gave me confidence."

"At that time, my eyes followed senior, thinking that because of senior, there would be the Qi Yan today."

"Later I found out that I was wrong. I admired you and envied you, but not liked and admired you."

"I was surprised when senior suddenly said that yesterday. After I went home, I thought about it carefully. Did my previous behavior cause you trouble or illusion? If so, I want to apologize here."

"I'm sorry--"

Qi Yan stood up and bowed deeply to Meng Xinghe.

The noisy sounds around suddenly quieted down, as if even the sound of a pin drop could be heard.

Meng Xinghe looked at Qi Yan, who kept bending over, as if he would not get up unless he spoke.

After a long time, Meng Xinghe sighed softly.

"Okay, sit down quickly, or people will be watching you soon."

Qi Yan raised his head and looked at Meng Xinghe without blinking: "Senior, do you forgive me?"

Meng Xinghe chuckled: "Who said you are dull? Qi Yan, you are obviously very smart. If I say I don't forgive you, will you not sit down?"

Qi Yan nodded without hesitation.

Meng Xinghe raised his hands with a wry smile, making a gesture of surrender: "Okay, okay, you win, I forgive you."

A big stone in his heart fell to the ground, Qi Yan sat on the chair, and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the two cups of coffee that Qi Yan ordered arrived.

"Senior, try it, it's very delicious." Qi Yan pushed the quilt in front of Meng Xinghe: "It 's their specialty."

"Coffee also has special features?"

"You'll know if it's a specialty after you drink it."

Meng Xinghe listened to Qi Yan's words, took a sip, pursed his lips to savor the taste, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Haha, it really is... a specialty."

Qi Yan smiled and said nothing.

"Qi Yan, I want to ask you." Meng Xinghe put down the coffee and said seriously: "What is the reason for choosing to tell me clearly?"

Qi Yan was stunned, and the hand holding the coffee cup paused: "Because..."

"Hmm?" Meng Xinghe asked, "I'm not the kind of person who gives up easily. If you don't tell me clearly, I might check it myself."

"Because of the person I like." Qi Yan did not hold back: "Now that I have someone I really like, the feeling he gives me is different from the feeling I had when I thought I liked my senior. It is because of this that I understand that my feelings for my senior are not as ambiguous as I imagined, but just ordinary."

Finally, Meng Xinghe took a sip of coffee and spoke lightly.

"I wish you happiness."