squeamish bag he was reborn

Song Yuan stood outside the door and met Shen Qiyou's inquiring gaze, and pointed at his feet in embarrassment: "It's dirty."

Shen Qiyou was still holding the little flower in his hand, he bent down and took out a pair of dark gray slippers, "Mine are a bit big."

"It's okay, thank you."

Song Yuan bent down to take off his shoes and found that the socks were also splashed with mud, so he blushed and took off the socks too. His white and skinny ankles fell into the oversized slippers, looking extraordinarily small and delicate.

After entering the door, Song Yuan found that the layout of the living room was different from what he had imagined. It was not in cold tones, but mainly in warm colors, and some daily knick-knacks were also cute in shape.There are large and small graffiti on the walls, full of children's fun.

Although old, it is unexpectedly warm.

Shen Qiyou bent over and rummaged through the refrigerator, using this behavior to relieve his bewilderment and nervousness when he saw the boy stepping into the room where he was usually alone.

But he searched for a long time but couldn't find anything, in the end he only brought over two cans of yogurt, which Qi Ye left outside his door before.

Song Yuan had already washed his hands and sat on the sofa, his posture was well-behaved but relaxed, seeing him like this, the tension in Shen Qiyou's heart eased a lot.He handed the yogurt to the boy, and received another thank you.

Second time.

He pursed his lips and thought.

"Why do you say thank you?"

Song Yuan bit his straw and was a little surprised when he heard this, not because of Shen Qiyou's words, but because of himself.Except that at the beginning he would say polite thanks to this person, but later on he gradually got to know Shen Qiyou and knew how special Shen Qiyou treated him, so he didn't say any more.

He thought for a while and said, "Because this is the first time I've come to your house, I want to be polite."

Then, before Shen Qiyou could say anything, he said again: "Do you not like me to say thank you?"

"Ah."

"unnecessary."

Song Yuan bent his lips to confirm twice, it seemed that he really didn't like it, "I won't talk about it from now on."

He drank the rest of the yogurt in one gulp, stood up and took the little flower that Shen Qiyou had been holding in his hand since he entered the door, and the two of them found a small plastic flower pot and went downstairs to dig some soil. It fits nicely inside.

"Do you want to water it every day?" Shen Qiyou held the small flower pot and put it on the balcony, "Is it afraid of the sun?"

Seeing his seriousness, Song Yuan smiled: "No need, just water it every few days. It's not afraid of the sun, but it's okay to move it back when the sun is too strong."

It was originally a small wild flower growing wildly on the roadside, and its vitality is naturally very tenacious, but the growth cycle and flowering period of this wild flower are too short.

He thought about it, and decided to give Shen Qiyou a pot of flowers that can grow for a long time in the future.

Shen Qiyou lowered his eyes to look at the limp flower, touched the little bud unconsciously with his fingers and said lightly: "That person..." He paused and said, "It's my father."

Song Yuan hummed, even if he didn't say anything, he could still guess.

"he……"

Shen Qiyou rarely hesitated to speak, and before he could figure out how to organize his words, someone patted the back of his hand lightly.

Song Yuan withdrew his hand: "It's okay, just don't say what you don't want to say, don't force yourself."

"Not reluctantly."

"Shouldn't friends be honest with each other?"

"Oh, are you friends? I thought we were just sitting at the same table." After Song Yuan finished speaking, he added another sentence: "Are we friends now?"

"It's a friend, you said, a good friend."

"You are willing, don't you follow me?" Song Yuan said and moved Shen Qiyou's finger away, and the bud would be bald if he touched it any longer.

"Yes." Shen Qiyou looked at his fingertips and said in a low voice, with an inexplicable cuteness.

Song Yuan didn't tease him again and said seriously: "Friends should be honest with each other about certain things, but everyone has things they don't want to tell others, it's normal."

"En." Shen Qiyou said and put his hand on the leaf of the flower again.

Seeing him smile like this, Song Yuan said, "You like it so much?"

Shen Qiyou looked up at him: "I like it."

For some reason, his heartbeat began to quicken again.

"Didn't you say you have something to give me?"

It was only when he reminded Song Yuan that he realized what he was here for. He ran to the living room and found the pink envelope from his bag, and handed it to Shen Qiyou.

"Su Yan asked me to hand it over to you." Song Yuan said softly, ignoring the inexplicable discomfort in his heart, raised his eyes and smiled at the person: "She wanted to give it to you, but she didn't dare to talk to you, so Let me help."

Shen Qiyou didn't answer: "Is it for me?"

"Well, for you."

"No."

He answered cleanly.

Song Yuan asked tentatively after hearing the words: "Well, do you know what this is?"

"do not know."

"I know that's the answer." Shen Qiyou said lightly.

Song Yuan smiled helplessly: "This is a love letter. This girl wrote you a love letter because she likes you. It's very hard work."

"No."

Shen Qiyou still had those two words, he lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly for a while before he said: "I don't like her, I thought it was you who wanted to give me something."

"It's your own, not for others." After he finished speaking, he added another sentence, as if emphasizing.

Song Yuan was taken aback for a moment, his heart was numb at what he said.In fact, when Su Yan asked him to ask him this matter, he wanted to refuse, because in his opinion, if he likes someone, he has to tell him to his face. No matter what the result is, at least he has worked hard for it.

But Su Yan didn't come by himself, he saw her companion, and he didn't want to embarrass the girl.

"If this happens again next time, can I refuse?" Song Yuan raised his eyes and looked at the person and said, and replied him with a concise "um".

"Then what should we do with this?" Shen Qiyou looked at the envelope and asked.

Song Yuan answered the wrong question: "Well, Shen Qiyou, I want to tell you that although you don't like this girl, being liked by someone is actually a very lucky thing. If you encounter this situation in the future, you have to give the girl who likes you a definite answer, either yes or no."

After speaking, he raised the envelope in his hand again: "But I will do this."

After all, Su Yan gave it to him.

He thought for a while and looked up Su Yan's name in the school celebration group, and then sent two words to the girl—sorry.

These two words are enough to explain everything.

"Then what should I do if I like someone else?"

Shen Qiyou looked at the boy's movements and suddenly said.

"Ah?" Song Yuan was a little surprised that this was something Shen Qiyou would say, but then he thought of something and smiled lightly, "Then try hard to chase."

"If you have someone you like very much, you must work hard to catch up with her. Even if the final result is unsatisfactory, at least you will not regret it." He thought for a while and added: "Don't worry about it because of what you say. If you are not good enough, you have been foolishly in love with her, if you don't chase after her, that person will not know that you like her."

Even if you have liked that person for so many years, she will not know.

Song Yuan thought silently in his heart.

Gu Nian'an has a Bai Yueguang whom he has liked for many years, and Song Yuan found out about it by chance during a casual chat.He also asked him at the time why he didn't pursue after liking for so many years.

And the man's answer was that he wasn't good enough, and that man was too good.

He was afraid that person would not like him.

Song Yuan will never forget Gu Nian'an's expression when he said this, it was a lonely expression that he had never seen before.Standing on the terrace, the man in home clothes clearly possesses the wealth and status that many people can't get in their lifetime, yet he still laughs at himself and tells him helplessly that he is not good enough and not worthy of the person he likes .

But Song Yuan thought, he is obviously so good, so good that he rejected all the ambiguity around him for the person he likes.Even if that person would not reciprocate his liking, he never showed affection for others.

Just like the current Shen Qiyou, if you calculate the time, it is probably at this time that he fell in love with that person.That's why he asked him this sentence, and that's why he rejected other people's likes without hesitation.

Song Yuan's heart suddenly felt a strong sourness, because of Shen Qiyou's love for so many years but no one knew about it, and also because of some reasons that he himself didn't understand.

Even if he has never liked anyone, he can understand this kind of helplessness, the sadness of not being able to love.

Thinking of this, he raised his eyes and looked at the person with an extremely serious expression: "Student Shen, you are very good, you must be brave."

In his previous life, Gu Nian'an didn't tell that person his love until he passed away. Song Yuan looked at the young boy in front of him and thought, he can't make this person regret anymore.

After coming for a long time, Shen Qiyou hummed, and looked at Song Yuan unblinkingly with his long and narrow phoenix eyes: "I will work hard to become brave."

When Song Yuan heard him say this, the soreness in his heart became more serious, and he didn't understand what was wrong with him.For Shen Qiyou to say this, it is a tacit consent that he has someone he likes.He should be happy for him, but he felt something was missing in his heart, empty.

He suddenly said, "Is the person you like particularly nice?"

Shen Qiyou was obviously stunned for a moment, turned his head away unnaturally, and said in a low voice, "You know?"

Song Yuan knew what he was talking about and nodded.

Only then did Shen Qiyou speak, his voice lower than before: "Well, it's very good."

"Oh."

Song Yuan pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Then he watched Shen Qiyou blushing helplessly.

Although it wasn't as obvious as his redness, and the inconspicuous blush on his face could only be noticed when he looked closely, it was enough to shock Song Yuan.

Is that person that good?So good that Shen Qiyou blushed for her before he caught up with her?

For some reason, the sourness in his heart suddenly turned into depression.

Shen Qiyou never smiled at him.

Not to mention blushing for him.

Are good friends so much worse than people you like?

When he was in school, he didn't realize that Shen Qiyou was special to anyone. He thought, when this person was in a daze, would he think of that person when he was folding paper cranes?

Will you secretly pay attention to that person?

Song Yuan thought about it a lot, and finally said earnestly: "However, we are still students now, and we should study hard when we are students. After you graduate from high school, it's not too late for you...to confess your feelings."

Shen Qiyou still looked at him: "Well, I will wait."

Seeing him like this, Song Yuan felt that it was very bad for him to say that, which was very similar to what a teaching director said. He thought about it and said with some frustration: "But if the time comes, you still have to seize the opportunity, otherwise What if she falls in love with someone else? Puppy love...it's not...not allowed. "

"En." The blush on Shen Qiyou's face was gone, but a little appeared on the tips of his ears.

"But——" Song Yuan felt a little embarrassed when he thought about what he would say next, but he still wanted to say: "Even if you two are together in the future, you can't be... estranged from me, we will always be good Friend, can you?"

"Of course, I wouldn't be blind to see..."

"Will not."

Shen Qiyou interrupted him before he finished speaking.

Hearing these words, the discomfort in Song Yuan's heart gradually faded away, and his mood inexplicably improved.For a while, the two of them didn't speak any more, and there was a delicate atmosphere in the air.

There was a message notification tone on the phone, Song Yuan opened it and saw that it was a message from his brother, probably because something urgent happened at the company, he and his father couldn't go home, and they couldn't come to pick him up.Mom can't come back from the company now, and she won't be able to go home until later, so don't worry.

After a while, his brother sent another message, reminding him that it might rain later, reminding him to bring an umbrella and wait for Uncle Wang to pick him up and Lin Cha.

After reading the news, Song Yuan realized that his brother thought he was still in school at this point. He sent a message to Song Ting, telling them about the early vacation and letting them busy themselves. He will send him a message when he gets home.

"Shen Qiyou, I'm leaving." Song Yuan put down his phone only to realize that this is not their small dormitory, and he had to go back to his own home.

"Well, I'll see you off." Shen Qiyou who was also aware of this said in a low voice.

When the two finished the last step, heavy rain started without warning. The rain was so heavy that it filled the small puddle in front of them almost instantly.Even the raindrops splashed on them, Song Yuan pulled Shen Qiyou back a step.

For a while, neither of them spoke, only the sound of rain getting louder and louder could be heard in their ears.

"You wait for me here, I'll get the umbrella."

Song Yuan hummed.

Shen Qiyou didn't go up immediately, after a while he turned around and walked up the stairs slowly.

When he reached the fourth step, he suddenly stopped and turned around, and Song Yuan, who was behind him, also stepped up the stairs and stood behind him.

In the next second, both of them spoke at the same time.

"It's raining too much, stay here."

"Shen Qiyou, can I not go?"

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