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The chattering voices of the students entered his ears, Su Lesheng's back stiffened, and for some reason he gave up on leaving Yin Jiashu's side, and raised his eyes to meet Liang Song's.

Then he moved away quickly, as if he didn't see the other party.

"Xiao Liang, sit here!"

Yin Jiashu suddenly shouted enthusiastically, putting his arm on Su Lesheng's shoulder.

Su Lesheng accidentally didn't push him away, Yin Jiashu felt even more proud, and looked at Liang Song with a wider smile: "Look, there is no seat at the other table, so Lesheng and I can squeeze together here... Fuck!"

Yin Jiashu was calling the waiter to come in and add a chair beside him, when he suddenly cursed in pain, looked down at the table, and asked Jiang Hao in a low voice, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with you, you can die if you don't say a few words!"

Jiang Hao didn't like Liang Song now, but he couldn't understand Yin Jiashu's skinny and shameless appearance of taking advantage of the situation, so he gave him a vicious look.

Yin Jiashu let out an uninterested "tss" and stopped talking.

In the end, they sat down at the round table in a very weird and inexplicably weird positional relationship.Jiang Hao sat in the farthest place, with Su Lesheng, Yin Jiashu and Liang Song on his right.The dishes came up one after another quickly, and the bottom of the four-grid pot was boiling and bubbling.Su Lesheng looked at the dishes in front of him, but he didn't move his chopsticks for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Hao boiled a piece of hairy belly for himself, and ate happily, "Have a bad appetite?"

It's okay, Su Lesheng shook his head to tell Jiang Hao not to worry.His empty stomach was agitated by the aroma of the food, and he wanted to take the hot soybean milk to suppress the uncomfortable feeling, but Liang Song's hand was on the glass jug of soybean milk at the same time as him.

Liang Song's hand visibly trembled, the knuckles holding the cup turned white.

Su Lesheng brought the cup over with a blank expression, poured himself a full cup,

"Then what, I want it too." Yin Jiashu carelessly pushed his small cup in front of Su Lesheng, and Su Lesheng also poured him a cup.The soy milk that was not much in the first place immediately bottomed out.

"Oh, I forgot, Xiaoliang, do you want to drink too?"

Yin Jiashu put the empty pot on the trolley beside him, and looked at Liang Song as if awakened from a dream: "I'm sorry, I don't have your share."

This was a provocation with a double meaning. Su Lesheng knew that Liang Song must be unhappy, but he rarely said anything.

It turned out that he also had times when he was speechless.Su Lesheng inexplicably felt a little bit of pleasure in revenge, his appetite improved a bit, and he buried himself in the yellow throat that Jiang Hao had pinched for himself.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The yellow throat was rinsed out from the hot pot, and the burning sensation burned along the esophagus to the stomach. Su Lesheng took several mouthfuls of soy milk to relieve it.For the next two hours or so, he only ate something from the tomato and mushroom pot. He heard Yin Jiashu next to him stab Liang Song in a strange way from time to time. Own.

Su Lesheng listened to a few words at first, but gradually he felt bored.He couldn't understand, how could Liang Song endure so many dumb losses?

He looked in Liang Song's direction puzzledly, only to find that he was also looking at himself.The pair of eyebrows and eyes that should have been deep and gentle were steamed by the heat of the hot pot, carrying a hint of dark emotion that was difficult to detect and distinguish.

Then very lightly, the woody aroma lingered on Su Lesheng's nose, making him feel a lot better.

It was also at this time that he realized that besides the spicy yellow throat, what made him uncomfortable just now was also a little bit of pheromone that the people around him inadvertently overflowed while eating.

His symptoms got worse again.

But what does all this have to do with Liang Song?Su Lesheng became irritable for no reason, and continued to bury his head in eating, even though his stomach was already on fire.

"Shall we go sing?"

After all the ingredients on the table were wiped out, and everyone had finished chatting, Lin Xiaozhi stood up and proposed.

"Okay, where are we going to sing?"

"How about 'Dongcheng'? It's so high-profile on the Internet, I haven't been there yet." A classmate said.

"No matter how advanced it is, it's just a place for singing. What flowers can it make?"

"If you don't pay attention to it, you can sing on the main road. Anyway, I want to see the world. How about everyone?"

The students began to show their hands to vote.Lin Xiaozhi shuttled back and forth between the two tables and nodded. Basically, no one wanted to go, except...

【I won't go. 】

The word "East City" is now a nightmare for Su Lesheng.He pursed his lips and typed for Lin Xiaozhi, and Jiang Hao who was beside him let out an "ah".

"Le Sheng, why don't you go too? We must not only sing, but also play other things. It's rare to come out and relax."

【I'm really not going. 】

Su Lesheng patted Jiang Hao's hand. Even though he knew that as an ordinary customer, "Dongcheng" was an extremely ordinary club to his classmates, he still couldn't help telling [Be careful when playing, and let it be done when you're done. Your parents are here to pick you up. 】

"I know." Jiang Hao said reluctantly, "But I really want you to accompany me, can I push it away?"

"That's right, Le Sheng, it's so easy for everyone to get together, this may be the last time we all are here." Li Shuangqing and several classmates echoed.

"He has something to do in a while, so I can't push it."

A voice suddenly sounded, and everyone saw that it was Liang Song who hadn't spoken much since the beginning of the party.

"How do you know he's busy?" Several girls looked at him and then at Su Lesheng, asking meaningfully.

"I have something to do too, so I won't be singing for a while."

In all fairness, there is nothing wrong with Liang Song's sentence, but when it is combined with the sentence just now, it doesn't taste good no matter how you think about it.A few girls said "Oh" ambiguously: "Then I won't bother you, let's go."

"Then what, I don't..."

Yin Jiashu was in a hurry when he saw this, but Jiang Hao gave him a warning look before he finished speaking, and the two left in a row.

The box quickly quieted down, and Liang Song's sense of presence became particularly distinct in the empty room.

Su Lesheng didn't look at him, but he could feel his gaze on him, exactly the same as the ones following behind him these days.

God knows how much Su Lesheng longed for Liang Song to look at him with such eyes.Even if his eyes appeared a little earlier, Su Lesheng would return to Liang Song with a soft heart and without hesitation.

But now it's not possible.

Su Lesheng knew what Liang Song wanted to say to him, but he just didn't want to have any extra contact with him.Just as he was about to turn around and leave, his phone vibrated.

Brother Hao: By the way, what happened to you two just now?

Brother Hao: You can stand firm for me, or I will announce that you are not my best brother!

Su: You are overthinking.

Su Lesheng returned a message to Jiang Hao with mixed feelings. When he raised his head, Liang Song just answered the phone and walked to the corridor outside the door.His heart skipped a beat, and he followed him lightly.

"Hey."

Liang Song didn't stop until he reached the fire stairs behind the shop.His voice was so low that Su Lesheng could barely hear him standing on the stairs on the upper floor: "Someone will look for you in an hour...I can't contact you for a while, so be careful."

The other party didn't know what to say, Liang Song didn't respond and hung up the phone.The moment the phone left his ear, Su Lesheng was sure that he heard a vague "You bastard, just leave me alone?!"

That was the voice of Wang Hongde's father.

It was... Liang Song who had been in private contact with Wang Hongde's father to let him escape?This knowledge made Su Lesheng's heart beat wildly. He couldn't figure out why Liang Song would do this?

Before, Su Lesheng thought that even if Liang Song didn't do all these things for fame and fortune, he was at least one of Zheng Fei's people, but now...

"Is your stomach still hurting?"

Su Lesheng never expected that after seeing Liang Song today, the first thing he said was this.He touched his uncomfortable and numb stomach, and felt a swollen burning sensation again.

Even something simmered out of mushroom soup is not much better for the stomach.Just as Su Lesheng was about to nod subconsciously, he suddenly realized something.

Judging by Liang Song's appearance, he always knew that he was eavesdropping.

But he didn't show the slightest panic when the secret was known, and he didn't worry that Su Lesheng would tell Zheng Fei or anyone else about these things; and Su Lesheng himself was the same, except for the angry words he said in the "East City" last time. He was never really worried that Liang Song would tell about his eavesdropping.

There seemed to be some kind of special tacit understanding between them, which disturbed Su Lesheng for no reason.Before he had time to react, he saw Liang Song turn around and walk towards him, taking out something from his pocket.

"Eat two slices and feel better."

It was a box of Daxi chewable tablets, brand new, with the sticker on the opening intact.

How could he carry this with him?Su Lesheng bit his lower lip, but didn't answer.

"Eat it, don't be brave."

Liang Song put the box of medicine on the handrail at the corner of the stairs, and retreated.

Su Lesheng looked at his silent figure shrouded in the pale light, hesitated for a while before reaching for the medicine that seemed to be in danger and might fall down the stairs at any time.The slightly sweet taste melted on the tip of his tongue and turned into powder.

Probably due to a psychological effect, he immediately felt a little more comfortable in his stomach.

For some reason, Liang Song didn't leave.Leaning his back against the wall, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it with a lighter with a "snap", and sparks flickered on his fingertips.

This was the first time Su Lesheng saw Liang Song smoking, and also the first time he knew that he still smoked.But it's true, Liang Song has a lot of things to hide from him, and this one is not bad.

The faint smell of tobacco evaporated in the air along with the woody aroma. Su Lesheng threw the box of medicines at Hui Liang Song's feet, and typed a line on the phone.

【How is your injury? 】

"much better."

Liang Song leaned over to pick up the medicine box, looked up and looked at Su Lesheng with unconcealed flattery in his eyes: "It still hurts a little."

He began to push forward again, it almost became an instinct.Su Lesheng's heart also instinctively ached, and he forced himself to ignore this feeling.

【Then take good care of your injuries and stop following me.I don't think you want Zheng Fei to know about our relationship either. 】

"You're right." Liang Song straightened up and smiled bitterly.Those deep eyes looked at Su Lesheng without a moment, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his heart, and revisit it repeatedly in the years to come.

[It's good that you know. 】Su Lesheng couldn't bear Liang Song's gaze.Turning around to leave, he heard Liang Song shouting behind him: "Wait a minute."

[What else do you want to say? 】

"I……"

Liang Song looked at Su Lesheng.His indifferent expression made his heart ache, but he couldn't look away in a strange way.

He hoped that he could talk a lot, so much that Su Lesheng would stay here forever and never leave.But thousands of words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

Besides, for the good of Su Lesheng, he couldn't say too much.

"It's nothing, take care."

That was all he wished for Su Lesheng.Just seven words, but they fell extremely heavily on Liang Song's heart.

The author has something to say:

I really can’t wait to share half of Xiao Yin’s blindness ability to some two saw-mouthed gourds ￣へ￣