squeamish bag he was reborn

Song Yuan fell asleep until three o'clock in the afternoon. When he opened his eyes, he was still in a daze, but he instinctively poked Shen Qiyou who had already sat up.

"are you asleep?"

"Well, fell asleep."

"Well, let me just say that this method works." Song Yuan whispered and stretched out his hand to pat his cheek to wake himself up.

The two of them sat and chatted for a while and washed their faces before going out of the tent. This was the time when the sun was at its highest, Song Yuan squinted his eyes under the glare of the sun as soon as he went out.

"Go back first." Shen Qiyou stood opposite him, his tall figure cast a shadow in front of Song Yuan, shielding him from the scorching sun.

"It's also very hot inside." Song Yuan whispered, just now he was woken up by the heat.

"Let's go to that place in the morning. There are many trees there. You can enjoy the shade and find something."

Shen Qiyou nodded.

The place Song Yuan was talking about was a small forest, several kinds of common tall trees were arranged in disorder, the branches and leaves intertwined, and the sunlight came through the gaps and cast small spots on the ground one by one.

He and Shen Qiyou sat under the poplar tree with the thickest trunk, and there was a breeze blowing over from time to time, and the coolness on their faces was very pleasant.Song Yuan propped his chin with one hand and slightly turned his face to look at Shen Qiyou, with a soft smile on his lips.

"Look at what I'm doing?" Shen Qiyou's long eyelashes drooped slightly, from Song Yuan's angle, it looked like a small fan.

"Remember that time I dragged you into the woods."

"That forest is about the same size as here, right? But it's much neater than here." Song Yuan recalled while talking, and thought of what he did with this man in the small forest, and his face flushed with embarrassment meaning.

At the time he thought he was extremely witty, but now that he thought about it, he felt really stupid.

"En." Shen Qiyou said lightly, then looked at the person again, "You poured milk tea on me."

Song Yuan didn't expect that he would take the initiative to mention this matter, and he was stunned for a while before explaining in a low voice: "I was... accidentally, I didn't mean it."

Shen Qiyou stared at him for a long time before he whispered "Yes".

Just when Song Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, Shen Qiyou said calmly again, "Then have you ever splashed on others?"

"what?"

"No."

When Song Yuan heard what he said, he thought about it carefully, and after confirming that he had never done such a stupid thing to anyone other than this person in his two lifetimes, he said it. After he realized what Shen Qiyou meant, he blushed again.

This person obviously didn't believe that he didn't do it on purpose, otherwise he wouldn't have asked such a question.

Because of his guilty conscience, his voice became softer: "I said, I didn't mean to..."

"Well, I know." There was a faint smile in Shen Qiyou's voice, and Song Yuan's embarrassment became even worse when he heard it, and now even the roots of his ears were red, he lowered his eyes and dared not look at anyone and just yelled his name.

"Shen Qiyou..."

With a shyness and indistinct coquettishness that he didn't realize.

Shen Qiyou didn't say anything after hearing the words, a little redness appeared on the tips of his ears.

The atmosphere became strange for no reason, Song Yuan looked at the field in the distance, and made himself stare in one direction as if diverting his attention.

The two of them just sat in silence for a long time and waited for the sun to go down before standing up, ready to find something for dinner.

Song Yuan walked in front, and Shen Qiyou followed behind him, looking down at the overlapping shadows on the ground.

After walking for a while, Song Yuan suddenly stopped and wanted to pick the red fruit on the tree next to him, but the person who followed didn't have time to stop and bumped into his back.

Song Yuan was staggered by this blow, both of them were only wearing a thin layer of short sleeves, and their bones were pinching their bones, he hissed subconsciously in pain.

"Does it hurt?"

Shen Qiyou frowned slightly, feeling that he had said something nonsense, "I'm sorry."

Song Yuan only hurt for a while. Hearing this, he turned around and looked at Shen Qiyou with a smile on his face, "It just hurts a little, why do you say sorry?...don't say it next time."

After a pause, he added, "I don't like what you said."

Shen Qiyou hummed, "I won't talk about it in the future." After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and picked several fruits that Song Yuan wanted to pick and handed them to him.

"Give you."

Song Yuan took it and put it in the small bag he was carrying, then raised his eyes and looked at the person: "This seems to be the first time you bumped into me."

"I bumped into you several times, the first time..." He paused and continued, "I bumped into you the first time I saw you."

"That's not the first time you hit me." Shen Qiyou said lightly.

Song Yuan said in surprise, "I bumped into you before that? When, why don't I remember?" He really didn't remember. In his last life, he didn't even know that there was such a person in school. One impression is the one that goes to the wrong place.

Shen Qiyou was silent for a long time: "It's okay."

"I don't really remember either."

Song Yuan raised his eyes and looked at him in disbelief, "You must remember it, tell me, Shen Qiyou?" According to this person's character, if he didn't remember it, he wouldn't bring it up.

And he must have an impression of himself, otherwise he wouldn't have recognized him after bumping into him again.

He couldn't help but think of Gu Nian'an's helping hand extended to him in his previous life, which might be a reason that he never thought about.He wondered if this person had noticed him when he was a student, so he helped his classmates when they were down.

Although he felt that the possibility was very small, he still wanted to hear what Shen Qiyou said about those things he had forgotten.

"I want to hear, tell me, okay?"

Shen Qiyou raised his head slightly, showing the appearance of memories: "On the first day of high school, in the grove."

Song Yuan's first thought after hearing this was why they were in the woods again, the two of them really had a fate with this place.Then he shook his head in embarrassment, he still had no impression at all.

"You were probably looking for something and didn't pay attention to the road, and then you hit me."

Song Yuan nodded, then raised his eyes and looked at him with sparkling eyes, motioning for him to continue talking.

Seeing him like this, the inexplicable depression in Shen Qiyou's heart was much less, "That's it."

"Is that all?" Song Yuan was a little disappointed, he thought he would at least say something.

"Then you only saw me once before I transferred, right?"

Shen Qiyou nodded.

Song Yuan suddenly smiled and raised the corners of his mouth: "Then you can still recognize me?"

Shen Qiyou suddenly froze, and after a long silence, he said: "I remember because the first time you bumped into me...you cried."

His voice was very soft and he didn't look at the young man who was blushing again. He didn't say anything just now because he was afraid that such a shy person would naturally feel embarrassed because of this matter.

That was the first time Shen Qiyou saw someone who cried so easily. The young man was the same as now, tears of pain rolled in his eyes, but he still tried his best to hold back.His entire face was flushed red, his eyes were red, and he looked like he had been greatly wronged.

But even so, he still bowed his head and apologized, saying sorry several times.

It was the first time for Shen Qiyou to meet such a person.

So much so that he recognized him at first sight after being hit again.

Song Yuan didn't expect this to be the reason, but then he thought that this was indeed something he would do.

It's hard not to be remembered for a boy who bumped into someone and still cried badly.Song Yuan was embarrassed at first, but now he feels a little embarrassed.

He didn't dare to look at people and lowered his voice: "Shen Qiyou, don't you think... that I'm too delicate?"

"I always cry, it's just that I was bumped. And usually, I cry when I touch it. How can boys do this... Not just boys, girls are much stronger than me... No, even children If you stumble, you will get up, and you will not shed tears like me..."

The more Song Yuan talked, the more frustrated he became, and he felt more and more embarrassed. He had never talked about this topic with Shen Qiyou, as if he was deliberately avoiding it.But he thought that some of his behaviors had already exposed the fact that he was a coquettish crybaby.

Holding back tears won't change that fact.

He lowered his head and stared at his toes: "Well, don't worry, I'm really delicate..."

"do not think so."

"You are not squeamish."

After Shen Qiyou finished speaking and looked at the young man with his head down, he moved his fingertips slightly, but in the end he couldn't suppress the strong impulse in his heart, and reached out to poke the tip of his chin.

Only then did Song Yuan raise his eyes, and because of the emotional fluctuations, there was another layer of water in his eyes.

Shen Qiyou tried hard to restrain himself for a long time this time before resisting the urge to help the young man wipe away those tears.

"You...wouldn't you find me... troublesome? Would you think me... troublesome?"

A troublesome person who has to pay attention everywhere, can't be knocked or touched, and will be crying if he eats a chili pepper.Even sometimes the troublesome ghost whose eyes get foggy when his emotions are too ups and downs.

Song Yuan continued, he even wanted to tell this person all his shortcomings, out of a mentality that he himself did not know.

After Shen Qiyou said the answers he wanted, he realized belatedly that this was what he wanted.

He wanted answers from the man in denial, seriousness and special treatment from him.

Song Yuan felt that there was something bad about him like this.

Because he even wanted to repeat what Shen Qiyou said just now.

"You really don't think I'm squeamish?"

Shen Qiyou bent down and looked at the red-eyed young man, and said seriously: "If you were delicate, you wouldn't hold back these tears."

After a pause, he said again: "Is it because of physical fitness?"

Song Yuan's eyes widened in surprise after hearing those four words. This was the first time he heard these words from someone else's mouth, not because of his futile explanation.

"how do you know?"

"Because your tolerance to pain is too low, obviously lower than the average of the average person, it's so low that it can't be because of your personality."

"That can only be due to physical reasons."

Shen Qiyou paused for a while before continuing: "I checked some information...is it a pain-sensitive constitution?"

Song Yuan didn't say anything surprised this time, and just nodded blankly.

"So, this is not something you can control, let alone your fault."

"Song Yuan, you are not delicate."

The author has something to say:

Although this point is at the end of today, I still want to wish everyone a happy winter solstice~

good night bobo