Can I like you?

The id of sy was discovered by careful netizens, so there were a lot of comments under the abandoned comments.

Yang Yang Yang @sy: I rely on me!Is this Song Yao's true self? !

Oh damn tenderness: my mother! !It's actually Song Yao? !She appeared, she appeared! !

Yay: Oh my gosh!Song Yao actually replied to the comment!Who is the Mad Rabbit on Building 1080? !I admire it!

11111: She seems to only reply to this one comment...

The lily blooms: No, no, it’s not what I thought it was (squinting smile)

Gargamel: You are not the only one upstairs who thinks this way.

I only like sweets: +1

1089: +1

Bai Qi leaned on the chair, flipping through the comment section one by one, but his heart was a little uneasy.

A little embarrassment, a little pride, and other inexplicable complex emotions, especially when I saw those "are they two girls?"

When "the lilies in my hometown are blooming again", my heart jumped even more, just like the "hmm" that Song Yao replied to her just now, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

Although she knew it was a joke, she couldn't help but her heart beat faster.

It’s like the idiots who just fell in love in adolescence, their faces flushed and their heart beat faster when they mentioned each other, and they were very similar to the kind of people who had a crush on others for a long time and were suddenly exposed. At first, they were flustered, and then they were nervous. Joy, excitement.

Although this feeling is not too strong, it still makes Bai Qi feel a little uneasy.

It's just because she likes Song Yao so much, isn't she a bit perverted?

"What are you thinking about?" A hand suddenly patted Bai Qi's shoulder, turning his head to see Song Yao's concerned face.

Looking at Song Yao at a close distance, he found that this person's eyelashes are so long, Bai Qi was a little lost, and quickly reacted, "It's nothing..."

Noticing that Bai Qi was a little unnatural, Song Yao thoughtfully moved it away, and raised the list in his hand, "Do you want to register for the sports meeting?"

"Sports meeting?" Bai Qi was a little surprised, "Is it so fast?"

After the parent meeting is the school's annual summer sports meeting. Every class and every head teacher is busy, registering and organizing competitions, as if summer should be so lively.

Song Yao nodded, "Well, so you want to participate?"

Ma Fengsheng asked her and Zhang Qi to count the number of people in the class to sign up.

Although Bai Qi is a girl, her athletic ability is very good, better than most boys. She is the sports committee member of this class. Of course, Bai Qi's home game is also Bai Qi's home game. After reading the list, I said, "Report me in every column."

Song Yao knew that Bai Qi was good at sports, but when she heard her say that, the pen in his hand paused, and he raised his head and said, "It doesn't need to be too much, just one or two reports is enough."

The main reason is that she is afraid of getting tired in vain.

Bai Qi looked at her, and said confidently, "Don't worry, goddess, although your grades at the same table are not good, but you are still very confident in sports."

Song Yao was noncommittal.

In fact, Bai Qi has improved a lot in this exam, at least he is no longer the bottom one. Ma Fengsheng also talked to her alone, encouraging her to make persistent efforts.

She thought about it, and carefully wrote down the word Baiqi on the list stroke by stroke, then looked at it, and began to check the boxes below, but she didn't check all of them, because considering that Baiqi was a girl, the same God only selected one column.

She does not deny her sports talent in vain, but also considers her tolerance.

Bai Qi was watching her tick the boxes. She felt inexplicably warm about Song Yao's carefulness. An imperceptible smile crept into the corner of her mouth, but the little bud in her heart sprouted inadvertently.

Bai Qi took advantage of Song Yao's getting up to hand in the list, quietly took out his phone, thought for a while, and saved the screenshot of Song Yao's reply to her, and immediately turned off the phone after taking the picture, with a guilty expression on his face.

Just suddenly feel so happy.

When Song Yao went to submit the list, there was only one teacher, Ma Fengsheng, and another person in the office. They were chatting happily, but were interrupted by Song Yao's report, and they all looked towards the door.

Song Yao stopped at the door of the office, looked at the familiar face, couldn't help frowning, and his voice became completely cold, "Why are you here?"

Only Song Yao and one other person were left in the office. The man was dressed in a neat black suit and was meticulously groomed. He was obviously a very young man.

But his temperament was similar to that of a middle-aged man, his eyes were sharp, and he looked calm and restrained.

The man sat on the sofa and stared at Song Yao. Song Yao stood there, turned his head and looked away, with an indifferent expression, his lips pressed tightly, and he did not speak.

The two were silent for a while before the man spoke, just like the voice on the phone that day, with a hint of teasing in the low voice, "Why is Song Yao's complexion so bad, looking at his eyes full of sternness, and in white Qi was completely different in front of him, his voice was cold, without the slightest emotion, "Zhou Li, I told you before, if you have nothing to do, don't disturb my life. "

It was not easy for her to settle down in her life.

Zhou Li seemed to be watching a child lose his temper. He didn't get angry when he heard her call his name so directly, and leaned comfortably on the sofa, "How do you know there's nothing wrong?"

Seeing that Song Yao turned around and was about to leave, Zhou Li said, "I'm here to deliver something to you."

Only then did Song Yao see the backpack on the sofa. It was very big, and there was a drawing board next to it. It didn't look like a new one, it was rather old.

When his eyes touched those so familiar things, Song Yao couldn't help but tighten his breath, and the tingling pain in his heart surged up like a tide.

Zhou Li watched her face turn pale in an instant, and a trace of distress flashed in the depths of his eyes, which quickly faded away. He stood up and said with a smile, "Return it to its original owner."

When Zhou Li left, he patted Song Yao on the shoulder and spoke to her seriously for the first time, "She is dead, you are free, and you can pursue the life you want."

A second after he left, Song Yao, who had been holding on all this time, finally couldn't hold on anymore, and collapsed on the ground with his feet limp, covering his face and crying bitterly.

That girl who was usually cold and strong was crying so distressingly at this moment, as if she wanted to vent all the pain of the past ten years.

Even if the class has already started, as long as the teacher doesn't come, there will still be a lot of noise in the classroom of Class [-]. Song Yao hasn't come back yet, which inevitably makes Bai Qi a little worried, and Xia Tiantian's low voice suddenly comes from his ear, "Xiao Bai , look!"

"What's the matter?" Bai Qi was a little curious, and looked down in the direction of her finger. It was a black Bentley driving out of the school gate quickly.

The person by the window has already exclaimed.

"Damn! Bentley?!"

"Rich man!!"

"Who is this? Someone in our school knows the rich man?!"

"Ah, the smell of money floating in the air is simply unbearable!"

"Hey, Wen Ritian, do you want to be so disgusting?"

"Why do I feel disgusted..."

Only when Bai Qizai, who was sitting in the corner, caught sight of the car, his heart skipped a beat.

She had a vague feeling that it was related to Song Yao.