Can I like you?

"Dad, why are you here?"

The living room, which was originally not small, seemed a little crowded because there were two more people.

In front of Song Yao sat a serious middle-aged man in a black suit, with his gray hair combed back meticulously, and next to him was Zhou Li.

Naturally, he is Song Yao's father, Song Chaoyang.

Hearing Song Yao's words, his brows were slightly frowned, and his tone was somewhat dissatisfied, "Why, from your tone, do you not want me to come?"

Song Yao answered firmly, "Yes..."

Zhou Li chuckled next to him, and quickly put it away, but Song Yao still caught him and gave him a hard look.

Song Zhaoyang didn't expect his daughter to answer like this, and was choked up for a while, before finally saying in a deep voice, "There was an art competition last time. I remember that someone from your school also participated, right?"

Song Yao naturally knew what he was going to say, lowered his eyebrows, and said calmly, "Well, without me."

"You didn't participate?" Zhou Li was a little surprised, but he didn't feel surprised after thinking about it. Instead, he shook his head and joked regretfully, "It's normal, but it's a pity that I specially sponsored the competition."

The tone of his speech is always frivolous and upward, with a bit of contempt, the kind that makes people want to hit someone when they hear it.

Song Chaoyang coughed in dissatisfaction, telling him to restrain himself.

If it was the past, Song Yao's expression might have dropped a long time ago, but it's different now, perhaps because she met a lot of people who can change her here.

So her mentality has been completely changed, she is no longer the same as before, she is a new one, she is free.

"If there's nothing else, don't bother me anymore." Song Yao took a deep breath and said, "I'm doing well here, don't worry about it."

Song Zhaoyang's hand holding the water glass paused, and looked up at her through the setting sun. Because it was too dazzling, and because of the strangeness for a moment, he squinted his eyes slightly.

"You didn't come home when your mother left, you didn't go home during the Chinese New Year, and now you're about to celebrate your birthday, and we're not allowed to visit you. Are you really planning to break away from this family?"

Song Yao also knew that his words were too hurtful, so he said, "I don't mean anything else, I just..."

I just don't want to go back.

"Okay, don't talk about it." Song Chaoyang waved his hands, stood up, and signaled Zhou Li to put the prepared gifts on the table, and stood in front of Song Yao. When going downstairs, Zhou Li deliberately talked with him from behind. Song Yao talked alone.

"The little kid has grown up, and he won't go home anymore." Zhou Li shook his head and sighed, "Uncle is really worried about you."

Song Yao looked at him coldly, his tone no longer concealed his coldness, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Indeed, it doesn't matter what you do or what you do." Zhou Li shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Just you need to know that your father is almost fifty, and his health is not very good recently, and his eyes are very blurry. He's old."

Song Yao remained silent and did not answer.

"You are not yet an adult, so you can be regarded as a rebellious period, but..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Li deliberately glanced at the door opposite him, his eyes were half-closed, and his tone became serious, "I hope that the matter between you two is just a period of rebellion."

Hearing this, Song Yao's eyes widened in astonishment, but he went downstairs without looking back.

"I just hope that the matter between you two is just a period of rebellion."

about you two.

you two.

Does he know?

How did he know?

When did you know?

what should I do?

I……

Song Yao sat on the sofa, hugged his knees, and kept thinking about how helpless he was when he buried his head deeply just now.

She didn't know what to do, Zhou Li could do anything, and she didn't know what Zhou Li would do, she was just afraid.

She was afraid that Zhou Li would make trouble for Bai Qi, she was terrified.

The moonlight shone on her through the window, and the rest covered the snow-white walls, echoing the dim yellow light, with mottled tree shadows.

Although they all like each other and think they can be together for a long time, Song Yao's heart is always like floating cotton, which cannot be realized.

She is always afraid, afraid of losing Bai Qi, she is always trying her best to think about how to maintain the relationship between the two of them, and she can't bear to think about what to do if Bai Qi doesn't like her one day.

Losing Bai Qi, maybe her life is dark again.

Bai Qi always said that Song Yao was her light, but she didn't know that she was Song Yao's only salvation, pulling her out of the mud and returning to the gentleness of the world.

She thought, and was afraid to let everyone know that they were together.

Contradictory, tangled, at a loss.

Just as Song Yao was thinking wildly, he received a gift from Bai Qi.

——Miss Yao, are you okay?

——Why did your dad come to see you today?

Maybe Song Yao will feel better only when he sees the word "Bai Abandoned". Reply.

——It’s okay, just come and see me.

Then she told Bai Qi about everything that happened today, only Zhou Li didn't say the last sentence.

Bai Qi was silent for a while, then called her.

"Actually, your father is not easy, and he is indeed old."

Song Yao made a "hmm", leaned on the sofa and rubbed his painful temples, and said softly, "I don't think Zhou Li's words are wrong, I also know that my dad works very hard and often stays up late designing layouts and paintings. old age.

I was always proud of him before, and I thought it was amazing that he could stick to his dream for so long without giving up, but now, I just hope he can stop and take good care of his body..."

After a pause, she continued, "I know all this, but I don't know how to tell him, and I can't share anything for him. Maybe it's just a burden for me to go back to that home."

"I don't want to be a burden to him, a burden. Because I know they are divorced, I was sentenced to my mother, and he has a new family."

"How should I put it..." Song Yao sighed deeply, "I just, really don't want to cause him any trouble."

After she finished telling her true thoughts, she suddenly felt a lot lighter all over her body. Only now did she realize that it was a very happy thing to have someone to listen to her confide in.

There was no more talking over there. Song Yao waited for a while, thinking that she had hung up the phone, and just about to put down the phone, he heard Bai Qi panting from the phone, "Sister Yao, come up quickly."

"Ok?"

"Come to the rooftop!"

Song Yao was a little puzzled, so he changed into his clothes and opened the door. Outside, the cold street lamps shone on the bare walls, illuminating the entire old corridor.

She walked up the starry stairs like this, turned a corner, and went up to the first floor.

After living here for so long, this was the first time she came to the rooftop. As soon as she opened the door, a gust of cold wind rushed towards her face, so cold that she couldn't help shrinking her neck.

As soon as she got out of the rooftop, she froze there.

It was a sky full of stars twinkling, the brilliance of the Milky Way merged with the surrounding nebula, and the pale silver moonlight cast a gentle light on the world through the indifferent clouds, shining on Bai Qi by the railing, making Song Yao unable to open his eyes. open your eyes.

"Sister Yao..."

Song Yao took Bai Qi's cold hand and asked, "Why are you here on the rooftop so late? Isn't it cold?"

"Not cold..." Bai Qi shook his head and smiled mysteriously at her, "I'll show you something good tonight."

"what?"

"You'll find out later."

The wind blowing at night is always very cold, and the two of them squatted at the door of the roof to block part of the cold wind.

"Sister Yao..."

"Ok?"

"You are in a bad mood today, not just because of your dad, right?"

"……No."

"Don't say no..." Bai Qi lying in Song Yao's arms suddenly straightened up, looked directly at her, and said, "You can't hide it from me."

Song Yao saw his numb and pale self through Bai Qi's unusually shining eyes in the night.

I've been hiding myself all the time.

"Sister Yao, you are always prone to overthinking, holding everything in your heart, and never telling me, I know, because you are afraid of me worrying, but you are carrying everything on your own, and I feel even more distressed when you see it .” Bai Qi spoke, his tone choked up.

She actually heard what Zhou Li said today, she heard it from behind the crack of the door.

"I hope that the matter between you two is just a period of rebellion."

These words made Bai Qi's heart cold for nearly half. She also had concerns and worries, but what made her even more worried was that Song Yao would think too much.

She knew that Song Yao really liked her very much, and sometimes he even liked her so much that he liked her so much that Song Yao was no longer as decisive and careful as before, so he was very kind to Bai Qi, so good. There is no bottom line.

But this is not like Song Yao, not like her before.

This is also what made Bai Qi feel particularly distressed.

She enjoys being spoiled by Song Yao like a child, but she also feels sorry for Song Yao not being like herself.

Sometimes she really wanted to talk to Song Yao, since giving is a matter between two people, she would never let Song Yao pay alone, but she never found a chance.

Now that she has found it, she wants Song Yao to know her heart and give her the same sense of security.

"Sister Yao, listen to me." Bai Qi held Song Yao's cheeks in his hands, and the distance between the two was instantly shortened. They could clearly see each other in their eyes, and they could also hear each other's hot heartbeats. .

"Sister Yao..."

"Um……"

"I really, really like you."

"It may not be the longest time since I was abandoned in vain, but when you need me, I will always be the first and will always be there.

So, you have to trust me.

Coincidentally, a few meteors flashed across the night sky, and they were fleeting, followed by a large meteor shower.

And in the city where the lights flashed under the meteor shower, on the roof of an old and small building, two people cuddled together and kissed.

Interlocking fingers, tender and affectionate.

Song Yao made a wish in his heart.

Well, I believe in you, and I will always believe in you.

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