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"Why do you... coax me?" Song Yuan said, taking the black sweet potato and shaking it at the person to signal that he would accept it.

"Because I bullied you." Shen Qiyou's voice was very low, with some stubborn seriousness.

"You ignored me."

"I want to make you happy." He paused and said again.

At first glance, the last two sentences seemed illogical, but Song Yuan understood what he meant—you ignored me because you were unhappy, and you would talk to me if you were happy.

He was dumbfounded for a moment before he realized what Shen Qiyou meant by bullying and coaxing.

"I didn't ignore you."

"It's me in the morning..." He paused before saying, "I'm too naive, you don't count as...bullying."

It's just a joke between friends at most.

Now thinking about his reaction at that time, Song Yuan was still very embarrassed. His appearance in the morning seemed as if Shen Qiyou had said something that was too much for Meng Lang.

Shen Qiyou didn't say anything after listening, he lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, Song Yuan looked at his slightly messy hair, inexplicably felt that he looked like a wronged child.

Just because I ignored him.

"How could I ignore you?" Song Yuan thought for a while and said, "I even told you about Bai Yang."

But when he thought about it carefully, he seemed to have only said such a sentence.

"You talk to me... because you want me to talk to other people."

Song Yuan: "..."

How come there is a feeling of more and more wronged.

He bent his lips and looked at the person and pointed to his throat: "I didn't talk to you too much because my throat was uncomfortable, not because I was unhappy, nor did I ignore you on purpose."

He thought for a while and said: "I was..." Before he could finish speaking, he was poked in the face.

Song Yuan's face turned hot and his voice lowered a lot: "Why poke me?"

Shen Qiyou answered irrelevantly: "Your throat is uncomfortable."

Song Yuan easily understood what he meant, "It's okay, I'm much better now, I can talk."

"I told you Bai Yang at the time because I wanted to tell you that you will be remembered well for what you have done for others. Shen Qiyou, you...you can try to communicate with more people, having more friends is also good. "

"You see, if you take the initiative to talk to him, he will have a topic with you. This back and forth..."

"I didn't pay for others. I wanted you to drink water before I went."

Song Yuan let out an oh, and was hit by this straight ball again and couldn't speak.He paused before saying, "But you also indirectly helped your classmates."

Shen Qiyou gave a hum and then said: "I don't want to be friends with others, can't I just have one friend?"

"Do you want me to be friends with someone else?"

Song Yuan was dumb again, and then said something strange: "If that's what I mean? Then you will?"

Shen Qiyou was silent for a long time before nodding.

Many complex emotions flashed through Song Yuan's heart, one was particularly strong, he thought, it was because Shen Qiyou only had him as a friend, so he cared so much about his thoughts and listened to him so much.

It's like an attachment fledgling episode.

He once had sex with Gu Nian'an.

His heart suddenly softened, and then he looked at the person and said seriously: "Shen Qiyou, friends must be equal and independent. Although we are very good friends, I will not interfere with your thoughts, nor will I Impose my ideas on you, and you can do what you want."

"I was just making a suggestion."

"Who you want to be friends with is up to you to decide."

Shen Qiyou hummed and said: "Then I only want you as a friend."

When he said this, he didn't look at Song Yuan, but looked further away, his eyes were firm and stubborn, and his expression was solemn as if he had made a promise.

Song Yuan only glanced at him before flusteredly turning his eyes away, lowering his head and being overwhelmed by the earnestness and sincerity in his words.He faintly felt that this was not just something he said to his friends, but he didn't dare to think about it any more.

He coughed lightly, picked up the sweet potato in his hand and asked where he found it.

Shen Qiyou pointed in one direction, and Song Yuan wanted to go there to dig a few more, but he was caught by the hem of his clothes just after taking a step.

Song Yuan looked back at him puzzled.

Then he heard Shen Qiyou's voice that couldn't be lowered, and he said, "You didn't talk to me until your throat didn't hurt."

Song Yuan: "..."

So, has the topic turned around or is it back to square one?

Looking at the person who lowered his head and didn't look at him, he suddenly felt that the embarrassment in the morning was nothing, he was naive, but the stubborn person in front of him who wanted to ask why he ignored him seemed even more naive.

Like a child who breaks the casserole and asks the bottom line.

Song Yuan suddenly felt like an adult.

Following Shen Qiyou's action just now, he also poked his face, and then said very calmly: "It's because of shyness."

"I feel ashamed like that in the morning, so I don't know how to talk to you."

Before Shen Qiyou could say anything, Song Yuan continued: "It won't happen in the future, and I won't ignore you because of this reason."

"I was wrong."

"Not next time."

"No, there will be no next time."

Shen Qiyou opened his lips when he heard the young man's kind words, but he hesitated to speak. He didn't mean it in the first place, obviously he was the one who bullied others first.

But he also knows that some words are inappropriate to say now.

So he was silent for a while and said another sentence.

"Am I annoyed by this?"

He troubled this person over and over again, but he still explained to him so earnestly and tirelessly, and would say a lot of nice things to him.

Song Yuan thought for a while and said, "Why are you bothered?"

"Xiao Shen, I think you are so cute."

The two came to the place Shen Qiyou mentioned, Song Yuan squatted down and looked at the deep pit, and found several sweet potatoes inside.

"Why don't you bring these too?" Song Yuan asked curiously, pulling the mud on it with his hands.

The tips of Shen Qiyou's ears were still slightly red, seeing this, he squatted down and took the smaller sweet potato from Song Yuan's hand before returning after a while: "Because the one is the biggest."

Song Yuan was stunned for a moment before he realized: "You want to give me the biggest one?"

"Ah."

Hearing the affirmative answer, Song Yuan's eyebrows and eyes curved with a smile, he suddenly thought of Shen Qiyou holding the big sweet potato in his hand and seriously saying that he wanted to coax him, and wanted to tease him again.

"Although what happened just now was a misunderstanding, but why don't you use a sweet potato to trick people?"

The movements of Shen Qiyou's hands paused, and he hummed in a low voice.

"You can't do this, student Shen, how can you use this to coax people."

"Think about it, if you make the person you like angry in the future, and then you use a big sweet potato to coax her, the girl will definitely cry."

"That's not good for coaxing people."

Shen Qiyou automatically ignored the word girl and looked up at the person, "Then have you been coaxed by me?"

Song Yuan let out a cry, he wanted to say that he didn't need to be coaxed, and wasn't he the one he said just now, but when the words came to his lips, it became, "It's all over."

"But I'm different."

"How can friends and people you like..." He was interrupted by Shen Qiyou in the middle of his words.

"It's enough to coax you well."

Song Yuan was speechless again, he blushed silently and thought in his heart, in the future, even if Shen Qiyou gave the person he likes potatoes, sweet potatoes and beans, that person probably wouldn't be angry, after all, his mouth is good enough to coax human.

Obviously at the beginning, he still looked cold and silent, so why is he so good at talking now.

It was still a straight ball that was caught off guard.

Song Yuan suddenly felt a little envious of the person Shen Qiyou had a crush on, he was so straightforward with his friends, and he would definitely be especially good at talking about love when he was with that person in the future.

"The person you like is angry, what should you give him to coax him?" Shen Qiyou put all the grated sweet potatoes in the small bag they used to hold things, and asked casually looking at the person.

Hearing his words, Song Yuan subconsciously wanted to say that it would be good to give him a large edible sweet potato, but he stopped the car in time, even because Shen Qiyou's words were a bit tasteful.

It's not that coaxing him is enough.

After a while, he ignored the discomfort in his heart and said seriously, "Actually, I don't really know, but I think sending flowers or something is good."

"There is no one who doesn't like flowers."

"Or give her her favorite thing."

Shen Qiyou hummed, looked at the person and said, "I will send flowers."

Song Yuan was a little confused, so he let out a blank voice, and then heard the man ask him what he likes the most.

Song Yuan touched his growling stomach without much thought, and said to people very sincerely——

"My favorite right now is the big sweet potato."

By the time the two of them returned to the agreed place in the group, most of the classmates had already returned.Song Yuan gave the few smaller sweet potatoes to Bai Yang, and asked him to distribute them to other people, and then got a few small potatoes from Bai Yang.

There are not many members in the group, about six or seven people in each group.Everyone found something more or less. Although they were still tight, they could barely eat a meal.

"Is there anyone in our group who knows how to cook?" Bai Yang looked around, and finally settled on a girl with short hair.Seeing the group leader's expectant eyes, the girl pursed her lips in embarrassment and said that she rarely cooks.

Bai Yang smiled at the girl knowingly and said it's all right, he just asked, in fact, he can come by himself, but the taste is not flattering.He originally thought that if someone could cook, everyone would be able to live a better life in this small place.

"Why can't you, a girl, even know how to cook?" a boy said angrily.

The girl's face flushed immediately, and she lowered her head. She was originally an introvert, so she dared not refute when someone said that.

Bai Yang immediately frowned, looked at the boy with a sneer and asked back, "You know how to do it?"

"No." The boy took it for granted.

"Then what are you talking about here?"

"I'm a man, it's not normal to know how to cook, she alone..."

"Yo, what's the matter, you're a man and you're so noble? Does anyone care about you? Do you need to talk about it?" Bai Yang has always had a good temper, but when he treats such annoying people He won't control his temper if he makes peace.

The boy was blushed by his merciless words, and he said a few words unconvinced. Seeing the situation getting more and more out of hand, Song Yuan stood up with the washed mushrooms in his hand, and smiled at Bai Yang For a moment, "I'll do it."

After a pause, he said again: "I think I can cook well."

The boy was stunned for a moment and then said, "It's okay? You probably don't even know what you're holding in your hand?"

Song Yuan didn't even look at that person with a calm expression, he raised his hand and said lightly: "I know, it's a mushroom."

His light words quickly resolved the current deadlock, everyone in the group laughed out loud, and the girl who bowed her head relaxed a lot.

The boy's face was hot, and he couldn't hold back his face, so he had to find a corner to stay.Just as he was muttering something in a low voice, he felt a strong presence.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Shen Qiyou who was looking at him with a blank face. At that moment, he felt his heart was frightened, and he thought of those rumors about this person, so he immediately stood up and went to other groups.

Although Shen Qiyou just looked at him and did nothing, the boy still sensed that this person was angry. This kind of expressionless person's anger is the scariest.

Bai Yang didn't ask him to leave when he saw him leave, he wanted to leave on his own, and the atmosphere of the whole group became much better without a black sheep.Everyone was originally in the same class, even if they didn't know each other well, after getting along like this, they gradually became familiar.

"Everyone, see what you are suitable for. Don't let Song Yuan be busy all by himself."

They are all half-grown boys who are still very new to cooking by themselves. Bai Yang and a boy simply made a small ground pot, the girl picked up dry branches, and someone even washed the sweet potatoes and potatoes. up.

Song Yuan called the short-haired girl and wanted her to help him. He was afraid that the girl would be uncomfortable because of what happened just now, so he could divert his attention by doing something.

"Excuse me, classmate, can I ask your name?" Song Yuan smiled politely after speaking, knowing the other party's name will make it much easier to talk later.

The girl was a little shy and her voice was quiet, "My name is Fang Mian."

Song Yuan hummed and said his name, Fang Mian smiled slightly after hearing the words: "I know yours."

"……you are excellent."

"Thank you, you are also excellent." Song Yuan's voice was very flat, but it didn't give people a feeling of perfunctory or polite formulas, as if he was just stating a fact.

Fang Mian watched the young man's skillful movements, and said in a low voice, "I'm very ordinary, not outstanding, and my grades are not good."

"Everyone's definition of excellence is different. You see, if you cut the mushrooms to look good, you are already excellent to me."

"Be confident." Song Yuan smiled at the girl after speaking.

Fang Mian had never heard of such a praise for a person's excellence. She looked at the mushroom in her hand and suddenly felt that she was not bad.

At least she cuts the mushrooms nicely.

Thinking of this, she took a peek at Shen Qiyou next to Song Yuan. He was also cutting mushrooms, but... the cutting posture was very strange. She glanced at the table again, and saw that there were several seventy yuan on it. All kinds of diced mushrooms in strange shapes.

Then she saw the rumored cold-faced cool guy poking Song Yuan who was adjusting the seasoning, and when Song Yuan looked at him, he remained silent and did not speak.

When Fang Mian was wondering, he heard Song Yuan say in a completely different tone from just now, proudly praising without any flatness and full of surprises——

"Why did our classmate Shen cut it so beautifully!"

"amazing!"

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