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"Huo Qiao doesn't believe in love..."

Chu Yan thought blankly.

Su Nianqing didn't believe it either, he was so similar to Huo Qiao.

If Su Nianqing can't impress Huo Qiao, then he... is even more impossible.

If Chu Yan had some illusions before, hoping that maybe his confession to Huo Qiao would be accepted, then now, Chu Yan has completely lost his courage.

Holding the juice he took earlier, he walked aimlessly by himself, and walked back to the self-service wine counter before he knew it.

Chu Yan was stunned for a while, then drank the juice in the glass in one go.

The fruit juice that should have been sweet only left a very sour taste in my mouth.

Chu Yan frowned sadly, and put the cup back on the used recycling rack.

He stood there in a daze for a while, but when he was about to leave, he heard someone calling him.

Chu Yan turned his head and saw that Nan Feng and Du Jia were a gentle and handsome young man.

The man looked to be in his twenties, wearing thin silver-rimmed glasses, and had a bookish air about him.

Chu Yan didn't know him, so he looked at him suspiciously.

The man smiled lightly at him, and said in a clear voice, "Hello, are you Su Nianqing's friend?"

Chu Yan blinked.

Then the man said again: "I saw you guys saying hello before."

Chu Yan thought for a while, and felt that the man was probably talking about when he and Huo Qiao saw Su Nianqing explaining to other people when he first entered the arena. Su Nianqing noticed them and greeted them specially.

So he nodded and said, "Yes."

The man seemed relieved, and he asked Chu Yan: "Then can I ask you to give this bouquet of flowers to Su Nianqing?"

Chu Yan had already noticed the bouquet in the man's hand, a large piece of double lily, with white eustoma, small daisies and baby's breath.

It looks good and suits Su Nianqing very well.

Chu Yan couldn't help but glanced at the man again, and a name popped up suddenly.

He thought for a while, then shook his head: "I think it's better for you to give it to him yourself."

The man froze for a moment, but said, "Thank you."

……

Chu Yan didn't know if Song Yixiu would give the bouquet to Su Nianqing in the end, or if he chose to leave silently like in the novel.

When he used to read novels, he was also angry at the entangled relationship between the two of them, and felt that Su Nianqing might as well choose to be with Huo Qiao.

But now that he fell in love with Huo Qiao, he couldn't figure it out.

Chu Yan felt that he was not qualified to judge other people's feelings anymore.

He walked forward dully, without destination, just drifting with the crowd of visitors.

While walking, suddenly the schoolbag was grabbed by someone.

He turned around in a daze, and saw Huo Qiao frowning at him.

Huo Qiao asked, "Where have you been? It takes so long to drink water?"

There was a trace of irritability on his handsome face.

Chu Yan suddenly felt very sour and astringent.

He wanted to say that he didn't use it for a long time. It was Huo Qiao who left with others first and didn't wait for him where he was.

But he couldn't say those words.

Chu Yan found it painful that since he confirmed that he liked Huo Qiao, every time he looked at Huo Qiao, he seemed to like him more.

He would feel happy when he saw Huo Qiao, but he couldn't help but feel sad because Huo Qiao wouldn't like him.

Chu Yan opened his mouth, lowered his eyes and said, "I can't find my way."

Huo Qiao stared at him for a long time, and finally said, "Stupid."

-

Neither Chu Yan nor Huo Qiao stayed for long that day.

After seeing Su Nianqing's solo exhibition, they found a chance to say goodbye to him.

Su Nianqing smiled and nodded with them.

Chu Yan never saw Song Yixiu again, nor did he see the bunch of lilies again, he sighed softly in his heart.

Come out of the art gallery.

Huo Qiao asked Chu Yan where he was going next.

Chu Yan actually wanted to stay with Huo Qiao, but he felt that he could no longer indulge himself like this.

If he can't control his liking for Huo Qiao, then he has to control the distance with Huo Qiao, maybe it's the best result to continue to be friends.

So Chu Yan lowered his eyes and said, "I'm going to go home and study."

Huo Qiao looked at him and asked, "Do you want me to see you off?"

Chu Yan waved his hand quickly.

There is a subway station near the art museum, he said: "I can take the subway back."

This time Huo Qiao didn't insist anymore, he let out a "hmm".

Chu Yan felt that since he knew that he liked Huo Qiao, Huo Qiao seemed to have alienated him.

He didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he always felt that Huo Qiao had become colder than usual.

Chu Yan was even more afraid because of this, so he had to try his best to hide his feelings deeper.

Huo Qiao watched him into the subway station.

Chu Yan waited until he was far away before he dared to look back. Huo Qiao was no longer where he was.

He let out a sigh of relief, reminding himself again and again in his heart.

"Don't be greedy, Chu Yan, don't be greedy."

——It's good to be friends.

-

Chu Yan did not go home, but took the subway to the downtown business district.

It is now halfway through November, and Huo Qiao's birthday is on Christmas Day.

He wanted to give Huo Qiao a good birthday present.

It's just that Huo Qiao probably doesn't lack anything. What gift can be more expensive than the house and car that Huo Qiao's parents gave him?

Chu Yan walked around the mall, lingering on those men's clothes.

He couldn't afford the one that was too expensive, but he felt that it didn't match Huo Qiao's temperament if he could afford it.

Chu Yan frowned, not knowing what to do for a moment.

In the novel, Huo Qiao never had anything he liked very much, and Chu Yan couldn't find any references.

He was dizzy from shopping in the mall, so Chu Yan planned to go to the underground food court first to find something to eat.

The two basement floors of the shopping mall are also full of shops, there are many nail art or small jewelry shops.

When Chu Yan passed a small shop, he saw the owner sitting at the door knitting a sweater.

Beside her are some hand-knitted hats and gloves, and there are also large balls of yarn and knitting needles for sale.

Chu Yan's eyes lit up immediately, he thought of what gift he wanted to give Huo Qiao.

——He plans to weave a scarf for Huo Qiao!

Chu Yan looked at it and felt that the wool balls in the shop were not soft enough, so he took the elevator back to the mall.

After navigating, I finally found a shop selling woolen yarn. Chu Yan chose again and again, and finally chose gray.

He doesn't know how to weave towels, so he asked the clerk for advice.

When the clerk saw that a boy came to him for advice on how to weave a scarf, he smiled and explained it to him in detail.

Chu Yan put the handbag with balls of wool and knitting needles in his schoolbag, and when he was on the subway, he didn't live on the Internet to check the beautiful patterns and the experience of knitting scarves shared by others.

He felt that he should be able to weave it before Huo Qiao's birthday.

……

Once Sunday is over, it will soon be Monday again.

All the students were wearing autumn and winter school uniforms, listening to the dean's speech under the national flag in the cold wind.

Chu Yan was a little absent-minded. He made a mistake when knitting the scarf last night, and he had to tear it apart and start over when he found out.

It's just that he still didn't weave it well yesterday, and when he got up this morning to see that the little piece he newly wove was crooked, Chu Yan couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.

He thought how could he give it to Huo Qiao like this...

Chu Yan thought about going home at night to dismantle it and start the needle again.

He couldn't help but quietly looked at Huo Qiao who was standing at the end of the other row.

Huo Qiao seldom wears school uniforms, but he has a good-looking figure, and he looks very handsome in a baggy school uniform.

Chu Yan's heart was pounding, and he felt that Huo Qiao looked good no matter what. The new week had just begun, and he liked Huo Qiao even more.

Huo Qiao lazily put his hands in his school uniform jacket, Xu felt Chu Yan's gaze, and he raised his eyes to look at Chu Yan.

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, and quickly looked back and stood obediently, not daring to look back at Huo Qiao again.

It's just that he didn't look at it, but Huo Qiao stared at his back for a long time, frowning slightly.

……

Chu Yan had a very painful day today.

Because he and Huo Qiao are at the same table, no matter what, he can't avoid contact with Huo Qiao.

In the past, it was very natural to get along with each other, but since Chu Yan understood his intentions, every time he met Huo Qiao's eyes, he worried that he would reveal his feelings for Huo Qiao.

The careless physical contact made Chu Yan's heart beat even faster, and he has withdrawn his hand more than once in a violent reaction.

Chu Yan really worked hard, but he seemed to be getting more and more unable to control himself.

He became very depressed because of this, and couldn't say a few words to Huo Qiao all day.

Huo Qiao didn't talk much at first, and if Chu Yan didn't talk to him, Huo Qiao didn't talk to Chu Yan either.

Chu Yan felt that this kind of getting along made him very uncomfortable, but he had no solution.

When school was over, Chu Yan hesitated for a long time, and still said to Huo Qiao: "Huo Qiao, I have to help my mother look after the store recently, so I can't go to tutor you."

He took out the tutoring plan that he had written for nearly a whole day: "I originally wanted to give you tutoring according to these contents, but now I can't help you with tutoring. These plans...well, you can refer to them."

Chu Yan lowered his eyes and lowered his head, so that Huo Qiao couldn't see his expression.

Huo Qiao looked at him, and said "hmm" for a while.

He didn't ask Chu Yan how long it was recently, and when he couldn't take tutoring, he just accepted Chu Yan's words calmly.

While Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, his heart became even more depressed.

He felt that he and Huo Qiao were like two intersecting lines. They met at a certain time, but now they were moving away from each other.

However, Chu Yan had no choice.

He couldn't be more greedy.

……

After school, Chu Yan left with her schoolbag on her back, like an escape.

He squeezed onto the subway, got off at the station closest to Wang Mei and Qu Xiangmin's Chuan Chuan shop, and then walked some distance to the shop.

When he opened the store door, Wang Mei, who was busy packing ingredients, called him in surprise.

"Yanyan, why are you here?"

Chu Yan smiled and said, "I'll help you."

"Where do you need your help?"

Wang Mei frowned, "You are already in the third year of high school, just study hard. I will be thankful if you get good grades in the exam."

She looked at Chu Yan reproachfully: "Don't always think about running to the store, your Uncle Qu and I are not too busy."

"Yes."

Qu Xiangmin also said, seeing that Chu Yan was overwhelmed by Wang Mei's reprimand, he smoothed things over and said, "Come on, put down your schoolbag, haven't you eaten yet? I'll make you dinner."

He pushed Chu Yan and said to Wang Mei: "Let Xiao Yan go back to study after eating. He must be tired of eating in the school cafeteria every day."

Chu Yan ate a meal in the store, and was rushed home by Wang Mei and Uncle Qu.

He walked out of the store, sighing, feeling like he couldn't do anything right.

Chu Yan had no choice but to walk to the subway station, dividing the evening time in his mind into two, half for studying and half for knitting scarves.

……

Sitting in the car, Huo Qiao watched from the car window that Chu Yan left the Chuan Chuan shop dejectedly, and walked to the subway again.

The emotion in his eyes was very quiet, and he just watched Chu Yan walk by.

Huo Qiao lowered his eyelids, thinking that it was so.

At the bar on Saturday, he still scared Chu Yan.

Because he didn't restrain himself, Chu Yan behaved wrong from that day on.

Sunday is avoiding him even more.

To this day, he waited until the other boot landed.

——Chu Yan would rather lie than reject him.

Huo Qiao was handsome, and his background gave him a noble aura that other people couldn't dream of.

When he sat in the car with heavy eyes, his whole body seemed to be exuding low air pressure.

Even the driver held his breath involuntarily, not daring to disturb him anymore.

Finally, the driver heard Huo Qiao's voice.

The boy seemed very tired, and only said, "Let's go."

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Have you eaten dumplings during the winter solstice~