Xie Sui had enough of laughing and said, "What did you dream of me about?"

Song Yu sneered.

"Liking someone" was a very sensitive thing. If Xie Sui didn't say it, he wouldn't be so nosy.

He had been tricked and was very angry. He turned his head and said, "I lied to you. I didn't dream of you."

Xie Sui said meaningfully, "Oh."

She didn't ask and looked at the report under his arm. She smiled and said, "You still can't write it?"

Song Yu was still angry and ignored him.

Xie Sui said, "The format of the first paragraph is wrong."

Song Yu: "???"

He was easily influenced when he was focused on one thing. He removed his arm and said, "What's wrong? I copied it from the Internet."

Xie Sui was really good at dealing with him. She took out a pen from the pen holder and said with a smile, "Give it to me. I'll change it for you."

After Song Yu handed it over, he realized that something was wrong. Damn, should he ignore this liar now?

He reacted and pressed his hand on the paper. Song Yu looked up at him and asked in a low voice, "Do you really like someone?"

The two of them were very close. His breath almost hit Xie Sui's face. It was hot.

Xie Sui turned her head and saw Song Yu's delicate face. His light-colored pupils were clean and clear.

She looked down slightly.

The neckline of the summer pajamas was slightly open. She saw the young man's delicate collarbone and milky white skin.

The smell of the shower gel after the shower was light and lustful.

The corner of Xie Sui's lips curled up slightly.

Cute.

He leaned back quietly and restrained his playfulness. He said in a serious tone, "It's true."

After pausing for a few seconds, before Song Yu got angry, Xie Sui explained with a smile, "But the question she gave didn't define the degree of liking. Liking a person, liking a season, liking a smell, all of them are liking."

Song Yu understood that Xie Sui deliberately twisted the words and threw a big bomb at them to keep them in suspense.

He knew that Xie Sui didn't have time to get to know girls.

Song Yu removed his hand from the paper and said disapprovingly, "You're too bad.

Forget it, you should help me change the format first. "

Xie Sui took the pen and tried to find a topic, "What about you? You really don't have anyone you like?"

He remembered the truth.'s words...

Song Yu frowned. "If the definition of liking is this kind of liking, then there must be.

I like too many things and too many people — my father, my mother, my brother, my sister, my grandmother, my cousin, my uncle, my aunts, and you. "

.. and you.

Xie Sui didn't look at him and listened quietly. The corners of his lips curled up as if he couldn't stop smiling. "Oh, that's such an honor."

...............

. Xie Sui said lightly, "I don't like that many people."

Song Yu swallowed the words that were about to come out of his throat.

He suddenly remembered that Xie Sui only had Grandma Chen in her family.

Xie Sui said, "I don't like many things either.

But because of you, I'm starting to like peppermint and summer. "

Song Yu laughed and praised, "Not bad, brother. The things you like are great."

Xie Sui tilted his head and looked at him. There was a hint of a smile in his dark eyes. "Yes."

The people he liked were great too.

At one o 'clock in the evening, Song Yu finally finished writing the thousand-word reflection.

He went back and drank a glass of milk before going to bed. However, he didn't sleep well at all.

Just as Song Yu expected in the KTV room, he had a dream tonight.

It was a messy dream.

It happened in the ward.

The smell of disinfectant was very faint. The window was open, and there was a lawn outside. A group of children in hospital gowns were laughing on it.

The sun shone in and shone on his skin. It was bright and warm.

He didn't know why, but he knew that the atmosphere was very awkward.

After a short conversation with the nurse in English, a tall man in a black suit glanced at him casually.

His gaze was cold and piercing.

The young man on the bed stiffened. He held his forehead and was too ashamed to look at him.

After the nurse left, only the two of them were left in the ward.

"You're awake?" The man pulled out a chair and sat down. His movements were elegant, and his temperament was noble and cold.

"Tell me about what happened yesterday."

The young man held his forehead. "Well, I can explain. I'm really not a scammer."

"If you're not a scammer, then you're throwing yourself at me." He raised his eyebrows and didn't hide the mockery in his tone. "Has the Song family declined to this point?"

The young man: "…"

The young man: "Sorry, I was pranked. I can't drink. Thank you for sending me to the hospital. You're really a good person."

The man looked down at his watch and said lightly, "Your brother should be here soon."

The young man: "?!"

He widened his eyes and his tone was a little anxious and pleading. "I can compensate for your losses. Can you not call me brother?"

"No need."

He got up.

"You can't afford it."

As if he didn't want to waste any more time, the man strode towards the door.

At the thought of facing his brother's mother and sister's father, the young man felt suffocated. He grabbed his hair and shouted in a hurry, "Wait, you really don't need to call my brother over. Why do you call him over? Isn't this interfering with our reunion?"

Since he was going all out, the rest of the words would be easy to say. He forced a smile. "Young Master Xie, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Sit down and have a good chat. We met when we were five years old, remember?"

The air seemed to be quiet for a second.

The man stopped in his tracks and turned around. He said with a faint smile, "Five years old?"

The young man tried to smile. "Yes, five years old. You even called me brother behind me. Do you remember?"

Young Master Xie's lips curled, his cold eyes expressionless. "Is there something wrong with your brain other than your body?"

The young man took a deep breath. If he didn't have a favor to ask, he would have jumped off the bed and fought with him.

But he still tried to speak passionately.

"We really met when we were young.

Don't call my brother over. I want to reminisce with you. You were so cute when you were young. "

Young Master Xie looked at him with his dark eyes and said slowly, "Are you so afraid of meeting Song Xu?"

The young man was stunned. His light-colored eyes shone with hope.

"Yes, yes, yes. I just quarreled with him and my father at home last week. It's too awkward to meet him now.

I'll tell you all this. Can you — "

Young Master Xie: "I'll help you call President Song. It's a piece of cake."

The young man: "…"

F * ck, he was going to die of anger.

Fragmented memories.

After that, it was a conversation between his brother and him.

After quarreling, their anger had probably dissipated and they took a break.

His brother asked, "You met Xie Sui?"

"Yes."

His brother was silent for a while. "This person is very dangerous. Try not to interact with him."

"I don't think he's dangerous, but he's really bad, just like when he was young."

Song Xu: "???"

Tell me the content of your conversation. "

The young man stammered and told him the whole story.

After listening, Song Xu frowned and thought for a long time. He said slowly, "He even sent you to the hospital. It seems like he was in a good mood that day.

Or, actually, he remembers what happened when he was young.

It's not like the him I know to say those things to you. "

"Ah?"

Song Xu quickly came back to his senses and said, "No matter what, you should stay away from him in the future."

"That's not a problem. Anyway, he should be back soon. We won't see each other in this lifetime."

The ward, the warm sun, and the young man with a casual smile.

The dream was like a water curtain.

A feeling of regret and nostalgia began to spread.

He didn't know how many times he had had such a strange dream.

Song Yu was completely sure that as long as there was Xie Sui in his dream, it was not a good thing.

When he woke up on Saturday morning, he had a splitting headache. It took him a long time to recover.

He got out of bed and had breakfast. He saw that there was a missed call on his phone.

It was from Meng Guang.

Song Yu drank milk and called back.

The call was quickly connected.

"Hello, cousin. What's the matter?"

Meng Guang said, "Yu Yu, when are you coming home?"

Song Yu said, "In the afternoon."

Meng Guang said, "In the afternoon is fine too. There's a banquet at Floating Light Hotel tonight. Someone from the Qin family in A City is coming. You should know him. Come with me."

Song Yu was slightly stunned. "Qin family?

Who? "

"The fourth young master of the Qin family. He's only one year older than you. His name is Qin Mo."

Song Yu: "…"

He finished the milk in one gulp and put down the cup with a thud.

Song Yu said, "Okay."

His tone was cold and murderous.

Meng Guang: "???"

Meng Guang said, "What's wrong? Do you two have a grudge?"

Song Yu put on a fake smile. "No, I'm quite happy to have another friend."

When he heard the name "Qin Mo" and thought of his actions in "Gentle Control", Song Yu was so angry that his liver hurt.

However, he held his phone with a confused look in his eyes.

Shouldn't Attack One be released next semester?

Why did he come to Jing City now?

In the original novel, Attack One was set up as a playboy.

He was a playboy who would do anything for the prey he set his eyes on. In the beginning, he pretended to be gentle and considerate, but after gaining Xie Sui's trust, he got tired of him and pushed him deeper into the darkness.

When Song Yu first read the novel, he didn't understand what "sadistic love" meant. He only felt that this person was a bit of a hindsight.

His family background was so good?

Was it so difficult to help Xie Sui obtain a stable environment?

As a reader, he was very confused, but he also understood. Perhaps their relationship wasn't that good. After all, whether to help or not was a personal choice. No one said that if one had the ability, one had to save others.

Then the plot began to show his ferocious side.

Qin Mo allowed the people in the school to ridicule and insult Xie Sui. Every time when he was most desperate, he would show some gentleness.

A few words of comfort and dispensable companionship.

For Xie Sui, it was the light of life, illuminating the long lonely night.

Qin Mo broke Xie Sui's cold shell, but it was only limited to the position of a friend. When he failed to seduce Xie Sui, his mood became worse.

He deliberately took him to high-end places to make a fool of him and deliberately trampled on his dignity.

But at that time, Xie Sui had already regarded him as a very important person. Many times, he would reflect on whether he had done something wrong.

He was confused and frightened. In the dark and cold world, he grasped a glimmer of light and didn't dare to let it go.

But the cold and stubborn boy didn't know that what he grasped was not light, but the tentacles of the abyss.

The third year of high school was when everything collapsed.

Song Yu thought of the boy whose shirt was stained with blood and who vomited while supporting himself against a pillar on a dark rainy night.

Song Yu sighed bitterly.

… From a pitiful boy to a dangerous person.

What on earth had his little childhood friend experienced?