Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

    Silence.

    Freeze.

    Silence.

    After the door was closed, the two remained motionless, one sitting on the sofa and the other sitting across each other's legs.

    It seems that as long as they don't move, the embarrassment of social death can be sealed in this room forever.

    Until Xia Zhiye raised his eyebrows, he tentatively asked two words: "Continue?"

    Song Yancai slapped Xia Zhiye's hand on his waist with a slap: "Go on!"

     I tried to get up from Xia Zhiye with a cold face, but because I was wearing gloves and ointment, it was inconvenient to support the sofa, so I could only rely on the waist and legs. Strength, it is a little difficult to climb.

    Climbed halfway, the center of gravity was unsteady, a stumble did not have time to stabilize, and then fell back on Xia Zhiye's legs, hitting his body full.

    Xia Zhiye tried to help him, but Song Yan slapped him again, and said viciously, "Don't touch Lao Tzu."

    Tsk, what a temper.

    Anyway, it's not my fault if I can't get up.

    So Xia Zhiye just sat on the sofa and watched Song Yan struggling on his lap.

    However, it will soon be too busy.

    After all, two big men are sitting face to face at such a close distance, and one of them is still twisting around restlessly, it is inevitable that they will encounter some strange places.

    When Song Yan got up and fell back for the third time, Xia Zhiye turned his head away, put his fist under the tip of his nose and coughed dryly.

    When he coughed, Song Yan, who had been concentrating on getting up, seemed to realize something, and after a moment of stiffness, he scolded "Fuck" in a low voice.

    I don't care if I don't stain the sofa, I propped my right hand aside, jumped up quickly, picked up the ointment, and threw it into Xia Zhiye's arms: "Apply it yourself."

    After saying that, I hurried out.

    I was so busy that I even took a turn.

    Looking at someone with the same hands and feet, Xia Zhiye held back his laughter and asked, "Do you still go to Shanghuai's supper tonight?"

    "Let him buy a plane ticket, leave in two days, and won't go tonight." Song Yan threw down the answer calmly, and quickly fled the crime scene.

    Xia Zhiye looked at the back of someone fleeing, and couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips.

    Then laying back on the sofa, he sighed a long time. It turned out that the hormone secretion of adolescents in the physiological hygiene class is very strong. It is true.

    Just how do you feel that he is the only one who is prosperous?

    He looked like some shameless hooligan.

    Song Yan left the room, closed the door, and just wanted to slow down, but when he tilted his head, he saw an unknown thing lurking in the corner of the dark living room. Almost kicked up.

    When I turned on the light and recognized that it was Shen Jiayan, I breathed a sigh of relief: "What kind of monster are you doing?"

    Shen Jiayan curled up beside the sofa, hugging her knees, her eyes were dull, and she said, "I saw something I shouldn't have seen, I am no longer that innocent and innocent boy, I am dirty already."

    “…”

    Song Yan wanted to pack his innocent and innocent boy directly to Beijing with SF Express.

    But for the sake of his own image, he still suppressed the violent impulse in his body and explained patiently: "It's not what you see."

    Shen Jiayan nodded: "Well, needless to say, I understand."

    Song Yan raised her eyebrows: "What do you understand?"

    "You can rest assured, I will keep it a secret for you, and you should pay attention to your own safety."

    “…”

    You know the shit.

    Song Yan exhausted her life's training to hold back not throwing Shen Jiayan from the balcony, bowing her head and pinching her eyebrows: "Don't be full of yellow waste, it's because Xia Zhiye is allergic, I'll give it to you He applied the medicine and accidentally slipped it."

    Shen Jiayan: "Oh"

    Short word that fully expresses the meaning of "whatever you say, you are happy, but the truth is in the heart".

    “…”

    Song Yan felt that she was unable to communicate with the fool.

    Simply give up and ask directly: "Is there anything you want to do with us?"

    Otherwise, they wouldn't suddenly open their door at night.

    When he asked, Shen Jiayan recovered from the shock and remembered the business: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot, I just wanted to ask about that **** and beautiful male high school student. "

    "Shang Huai?" Song Yan reacted a little, before she realized who the **** and beautiful high school student was, "Is he looking for you?"

     "Did I directly ask him to place an order for 200 rounds before, I paid all the money, and now there are more than 100 rounds left, and he suddenly told me that he can no longer play the game in the future. , transfer my bill to that cute and beautiful male high school student and ask me if I agree."

    "You disagree."

      I'm a netizen, and it's not easy to ask him, I just wonder if you are not classmates, do you know something, and it happens that the door of your room is not closed, so..."

    So I accidentally saw such a dirty scene.

    Shen Jiayan hugged herself, who was no longer clean, and did not dare to speak.

    Song Yan was so powerless that she didn't want to beat him, and said blankly, "Stop your dirty thoughts. And Shang Huai is fine, he just passed the audition for a singer and is going to Beijing for an interview. , I guess there is no time to play later."

    "Oh, that's good." Shen Jiayan breathed a sigh of relief and asked again, "How about that cute and beautiful male high school student?"

    The intersection of Song Yan, Shang Huai and Zhou Ziqiu is basically limited to Xia Zhiye, so it is not considered to be cooked, and we can only make a rough judgment based on the usual contact and the experience of opening a few times. : "Maybe his personality is not as good as Shang Huai's, and he doesn't talk as much, but he should be a good person and his game skills are better."

    "Okay. Then I wish your classmate a smooth interview."

    Shen Jiayan continued to hold herself motionless after speaking.

    Song Yan took a deep breath: "Want to die?"

    Shen Jiayan immediately jumped in place and bounced off the floor, rushed back to the room, and before closing the door, he suddenly remembered something, raised his head, and said something to Song Yan mysteriously: "Remember to check WeChat before going to bed."

    After he finished speaking, he closed the door quickly, and then "clicked" and locked it from the inside to avoid future troubles.

    Song Yan: "…"

    He always felt that Shen Jiayan didn't send him anything good.

    Sure enough, I took out my phone and opened it:

    [Sweet little milkberry]: link: "The dangers of teenage overindulgence"

    [Sweet little milk berry in the world]: link: "Learn the correct protective measures with me"

    [Sweet little milk berry in the world]: link: "This will make you more comfortable"

    []Sweet little milkberry in the world]: link:…

    Last.

    [The world's sweet little milkberry]: Brother, take care, Xia Zhiye is in good shape

    Song Yan: "…"

    If possible, he really wanted to have never brought Shen Jiayan to Nanwu.

    And Xia Zhiye's figure is not bad, doesn't it just have abdominal muscles and mermaid lines?

    Song Yan seriously recalled and felt that it was actually normal.

    The second day's dinner was in the small courtyard of the wine lane.

    Grandma Liu personally cooked a large table of meals. Shang Huai carried two large pots of bullfrogs and a box of drinks and put them on the table. The farewell banquet was officially started.

    Shang Huai poured himself a full glass of Coke and bowed in front of Song Yan: "The first cup, to my father, Song Yan."

    Song Yan: "…"

    If he remembered correctly, Shang Huai's father was Xia Zhiye a day ago.

    Shang Huai is very good at talking: "Ah, it's a family anyway, no matter who is a father. Mainly I want to thank you for your generosity and help this time."

    After finishing speaking, he suffocated a glass of fat house happy water in one breath and sighed: "Brother, to be honest, at first I couldn't figure out why Master Xia was so nice to you, I thought you People are very cold, very picky, very pretentious, very inhumane, very…”

     Halfway through the "special", she bumped into Song Yan's murderous ice cube face, swallowed it, and immediately said a righteous "but", and then the words changed.

      , tell me, it's my duty to go up the mountain and down the sea of ​​fire! I will pay back the money as soon as possible, I wish you and Brother Ye..."

    "?"

    "Hundred Years of Love."

    “…”

    Before Song Yan poked the chopsticks directly into Shang Huai's throat, Xia Zhiye raised his leg and kicked him: "What nonsense."

    Shang Huai hid, and said with a smile: "Just kidding, if our wild brother is really bent, what about our school beauty?"

    "School flower?" Shen Jiayan was excited when she heard this word.

    It is rare for anyone to join in, and Shang Huai is not too big of a problem to eat melons: "Just our school's school flower, she is so beautiful, she has chased our wild brother for a whole year."

    How could he not know this.

    Song Yan raised her eyelids, and Xia Zhiye hurriedly took a chopstick for him: "Don't listen to his nonsense, just a senior in the third year of high school. Usually, I like to make jokes."

    Xia Zhiye: "…"

    Shen Jiayan: "…"

    Shang Huai: “…”

    "Well, can I ask, where did you know that Xia Ye has more than 40 girlfriends?" Shang Huai tentatively asked.

    Song Yan glanced at Shen Jiayan.

    Shen Jiayan retreated with a guilty conscience.

    Song Yan glanced again, Shen Jiayan hid again.

    Glancing again, hiding again.

    Glance again, then...

    Shen Jiayan slid off the chair, but fortunately, Zhou Ziqiu next to him quickly picked him up.

    Shen Jiayan hurriedly said to the boy in a black sweater next to her, "Thank you, thank you."

    Then looked at Song Yan with a guilty conscience: "That...all rumors...may be a little lacking in authenticity."

    "Something?" Shang Huai clicked his tongue twice, "You can use this word more boldly, it's more than just a little bit, it's just a random fabrication, our Master Xia is a famous straight steel man, no Nearly female, disowned by six relatives, single mother and child. Do you know what he has done?"

    Shen Jiayan: "What?"

    "In our third year of junior high school, a class flower finally mustered the courage to confess to Xia Ye, but he glanced at other people's math papers and said that he could not have only his own scores and scores. Half of them fell in love, and they were so angry that they signed up for a math cram school on the spot."

    "And then what?"

    "Then the day when the senior high school entrance examination was over, she brought a lot of gifts and her parents blocked Xia Ye at the door of the classroom."

    “Marriage?”

    "No, it's because the class flower stopped dressing up after being stimulated, stopped watching idol dramas, and stopped falling in love, so she studied hard, insisted on fighting for one breath, and finally was admitted to our city's best A good high school, her parents were moved and gave Xia Ye a pennant."

    "What did you write?"

    "Encourage study."

    Shen Jiayan: "…"

    Song Yan: "…"

    Things were so unexpected.

    Shang Huai recalled the past and said, "I have never seen a man so ignorant of style as Master Xia in my life. He has lost his face, legs, and abdominal muscles. If I have this condition , still worried about not being able to fall in love early?"

    Shen Jiayan patted him on the shoulder and reassured: "It's okay, when you become popular in the future, you will definitely meet girls who appreciate your talent."

    "Can't she admire my face?"

    “…”

    Shen Jiayan silently retracted his hand, picked up the coke, took a sip, and pretended not to hear this.

    Silence is better than sound.

    Shang Huai was very hurt and sighed: "So it's better to have online dating, look at my little milkberry..."

    "Cough cough cough—" Shen Jiayan choked on hearing the word, and before he could recover, he asked in a loud voice, "Who is dating you online!"

    "Why are you so excited?" Shang Huai was a little puzzled, but he didn't think too much, "It's true that there is no online dating yet, but I believe that as long as I persevere, it will be possible, but unfortunately I am now I'm going to work on my career, so I can only temporarily entrust the little milkberry to my brother."

    He looked at Zhou Ziqiu: "Your friend's wife can't be bullied, you have to be measured, do you understand?"

    Zhou Ziqiu didn't bother to talk to him: "I'm not interested in the kind of girl who can't talk well."

    Shen Jiayan: "…"

    You can't speak well, you can't whine, you're a girl.

    Xia Zhiye finally picked a plump bullfrog leg from the pot, pinched it to Song Yan, and smiled by the way: "What if it's a man."

    Zhou Ziqiu raised his eyebrows: "Just that name, that voice, that tone, could it be a man?"

    "It's hard to say. It's called Little Sweetie on the surface, but it may actually be a little brother..."

    "Cough-cough-"

    Xia Zhiye originally wanted to tease Shen Jiayan in revenge for being slandered as a sea king, but Song Yan, who had been eating bullfrogs, suddenly choked, lowered his head and coughed violently.

    Xia Zhiye hurriedly handed a glass of water and patted his back: "Eat slowly, no one will rob you."

    "That's right, there are too many." Shang Huai stretched out his chopsticks and scooped it into the basin, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Hey, that's not right! I ordered eight bullfrogs, why didn't I It's gone!"

    Zhou Ziqiu tapped his chopsticks and motioned him to look at the sea of ​​bones in front of Song Yan: "Xia Zhiye picked them all here."

    "It's not right. Based on my years of experience in eating frogs, there are absolutely no eight of them."

    Strong skill and focus.

    Soon, he patted the table: "Look, I ordered eight bullfrogs, and now I have 10 backs, but only 16 legs! Where are the 16 legs! This business is too Damn it! I want to take a photo and leave a certificate, and I will talk to him!"

    Shang Huai was filled with righteous indignation, as if he had suffered a great humiliation.

    So much that Shen Jiayan didn't understand it very well: "As for it, isn't it just a few bullfrogs, if it's not enough to eat, just order two more."

    "It's not a question of enough food, it's cheating, it's dishonesty, it's a matter of principle. If you don't believe me, ask Master Xia, if someone deliberately deceives him, is he not even a friend? Do."

    Shen Jiayan tilted her head to look at Xia Zhiye.

    Song Yan, who just got up after coughing and was about to take a sip to moisten her throat, stopped unconsciously when she heard this, and seemed to be holding her breath waiting for Xia Zhiye's answer.

    Xia Zhiye was peeling a mint for Song Yan, and replied casually: "Indeed. Especially men and women deceive online dating, it's too much."

    Shen Jiayan: "…"

    Song Yan: "…"

    Shen Jiayan was convinced that Xia Zhiye was connoting herself, and she dared not speak.

    Song Yan just silently put down the cup.

    Anyway, he didn't say that he was a girl. As long as he didn't lie to Xia Zhiye about online dating, it shouldn't be called a lie.

    After all, who said that a girl is a girl?

    He, Song Yan, is frank.

    The author has something to say:  You don’t lie to him about online dating, but he will lie to you!

     With the last fragrance.

    The sixteen bullfrog legs that were missing did not go to the store to settle accounts in the end. In Shang Huai's words, he should save some character for his pursuit of his dreams.

    "You said, can I go to Beijing this time?" After the gag faded, Shang Huai's smile became more melancholy, "Why do I always think I can't, I don't look good. Xia Ye is handsome, he is not as tall as Zhou Ziqiu, except he can sing some songs, he can't do anything, I always feel that going to Beijing is a waste of time."

    Song Yan will not comfort people, nor will she lie with her conscience, so she can only choose silence.

    Xia Zhiye was leaning on the back of the bamboo chair, supporting two long legs, in a casual and meaningless tone: "If you can't do it, you can't do it, the big deal is to go to the *** square and walk around it as a day trip to Beijing. Well, anyway, there will be opportunities in the future.”

    A word that could not be more bland, but the most extravagant.

    Only teenagers dare to think so arrogantly that the days are still long, there are still many opportunities, and some dreams also have time to realize.

    Although many times they seem so helpless and powerless in the face of the obstacles brought by this world, but youth and arrogance are the most extravagant capital they can always use against the adult world.

    That's why Shang Huai vowed at that time: "Yes! Not this time and next time! Anyway, I will definitely become the most popular singer in the future!"

    Shen Jiayan also firmly believes: "I will definitely be able to build the most powerful game team in the future!"

    Even Zhou Ziqiu thinks it is not impossible for him to be the best game designer in the world.

    "Speaking of this, what is your dream, Master Xia? I have never heard of you for so many years." Shang Huai turned his head to look at Xia Zhiye next to him.

    Xia Zhiye didn't think too much: "World peace."

    “…”

    Seeing that everyone seemed to disbelieve, Xia Zhiye added slowly: "I mean it. I didn't have anything special since I was a child, or I didn't particularly want it, so I had to say something. If you dream, let the world be at peace, so at least you can live longer."

    In this way, it fits Xia Zhiye's character very well.

    "What about you, geezer?"

    Shang Huai asked again.

    Song Yan calmly spit out four words: "The No. 1 Scholar in the College Entrance Examination."

    “…”

    It is the most realistic wish, but for some reason, it sounds more outrageous than world peace.

    After all, few people would say that my dream is to be the first in every exam, and my dream is to be the top student in the college entrance examination, because in most people's ideas, the so-called study and exam is just a forced life It's just a process, not the result they really want.

    Shang Huai felt that Song Yan might have misunderstood the meaning of this "dream", so he tentatively guided: "Besides this, is there any longer term?"

    Song Yan did not hesitate: "No more."

    Everyone: "…"

    Shang Huai didn't give up: "You don't want to be a scientist, astronaut, inventor or something?"

    Song Yan looked at him sideways, as if looking at a mentally retarded who had not graduated from primary school.

    Shang Huai: “…”

    Go ahead.

    Maybe the handsome rich second-generation scholar is different from others.

    "Anyway, I hope everyone's dreams can come true!" Shang Huai didn't bother to care so much, he held up his beer and shouted.

    Shen Jiayan immediately raised her Weiyi soymilk with great respect: "Yes! Our dreams can all come true!"

    Zhou Ziqiu laughed and scolded "idiot", and then lifted the cold beer loosely.

    The rest of Song Yan really couldn't do such a stupid thing, Xia Zhiye took his coke and gently touched the edge of the can in his hand, smiling lazily and indulgently: " I hope our family Song Daxi's dream can also be realized as soon as possible, and then I will be second, and I will just be the man behind the top student in the college entrance examination."

    As soon as he finished speaking, Shang Huai, who was next door, was immediately dissatisfied: "Master Xia, you are partial! I want to bless you too!"

    "You want a blessing."

    "I want what I want, and I want what others have." Shang Huai shamelessly wrapped around Xia Zhiye's thigh.

    Xia Zhiye kicked him with a smile: "Go away."

    "Don't roll. Bless you.

    "Go away, don't be disgusting."

    "If you don't go, you don't go."

    "Fuck, Shang Huai, I hit someone."

    The naivety of the teenage boys is always unimaginable. The yard is noisy and scolding, and other people in the alley directly open the door and rant.

    Song Yan scolded in her heart that she was a bunch of idiots, but she couldn't help but raised her head and took a sip to hide the corners of her lips.

    Later Song Yan thought, that his life as a lonely and lonely family started from this alley and went in a completely different direction.

    Just because I turned into a yard that shouldn't be turned into, I met a person who was different from others, and then I was taken into the hustle and bustle.

    It made his dull boyhood come alive.

    In the years to come, there will be only the same silence and loneliness as in the past ten years.

    I want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

    Song Yan thinks this alley really has a good name.

    ·

    On the day Shen Jiayan and Shang Huai were sent away, it rained heavily in Nanwu, and the temperature dropped overnight.

    Shen Jiayan took Xia Zhiye's hand and talked for a long time, almost endlessly, and finally Song Yan couldn't hold back, kicked into the security checkpoint, and then it was over.

    These two people have known each other for a few days, so there is so much to say.

    Song Yan thought, turned and walked out of the airport lobby with a blank face.

    Fortunately, in the next second, the familiar warm body temperature was posted.

    Song Yan put her hands in her pockets, and said angrily, "I use you to take care of me?"

    "Why not? Don't you think I'm using my stalwart body to shield you from the wind and rain?"

    "Fuck your uncle."

    Song Yan bent his elbows back, trying to push Xia Zhiye away, but Xia Zhiye smiled back and pulled Song Yan even tighter, feeling that Song Yan was so hard He asked, "You didn't bring thick clothes when you returned to Beijing this time?"

    Because I never went home.

    But Song Yan didn't want to tell Xia Zhiye this, so he casually said, "Well, I forgot."

    "Then you wear mine?"

    Song Yan recalled the strange smiles of the group of girls when they wore Xia Zhiye clothes last time, and refused decisively: "I would rather choose to freeze to death."

    The big deal is two more days, just wait for Shen Jiayan to go to his house to help him send the clothes.

    Song Yan was ready to be frozen, but when he returned to the dormitory, the dormitory aunt stopped him: "Oh, Song Yan, you are finally back, your courier is all It's been piled up here for two days, and it's hard for us to pass by, so quickly move them away."

    Song Yan looked back and saw that there were two huge boxes in the corner of the duty room, almost as tall as a person.

    Who would send him something suddenly?

    Song Yan faintly had an answer in her heart. After looking at it, she found that the sender was indeed Qin Qing, and the time of sending it was the day after he left home.

      , with a small box of commonly used medicines in autumn and winter.

    I thought that Qin Qing had been thinking about this matter all the time, but because he had blocked both her and Song Minghai's WeChat and phone calls after he left Qin's house, he didn't receive any news from her.

    Song Yan is not someone who doesn't know what to do, she dug out WeChat, unblocked, considered for a while, and finally sent a message: [Thank you Aunt Tan]

    Qin Qing replied quickly: [It's okay, are you okay? Do you have any money on you? Tell Aunt Tan if you still need something? ]

    Song Yan didn't know how much guilt and concern in this conversation, he hesitated a little with his fingertips, and replied: [Fortunately, there is no shortage, I'm busy]

    The conversation is terminated.

    He was still not used to this kind of warmth outside the scope of his duty, and he always dealt with it clumsily and indifferently.

    The other Xia Zhiye had already helped him take out all the clothes, and couldn't help but "tsk": "We are so particular about bro."

    Song Yan felt that with her current net worth of 2,158 yuan, it felt almost like a disaster: "It's not impossible."

    Seeing that he seemed to be really thinking about it, Xia Zhiye smiled and said, "Don't worry, even if you are in trouble, I will support you so that the eldest young master will not sell clothes."

    I depend on you to support me, and I don't know who will starve to death first.

    Song Yan was too lazy to pay attention to Xia Zhiye, and packed her clothes on her own.

    The two of them actually have a lot of clothes. Fortunately, only the two of them live in the entire four-person dormitory.

    In contrast to Song Yan's pile of expensive clothes, Xia Zhiye's clothes are basically unnamed and miscellaneous.

    The side of a pair of cheap basketball shoes is still stained with paint. It looks like it has been dry for a few days. It is estimated that it is not easy to wash.

    Song Yan just wanted to ask Xia Zhiye if he wanted to send the shoes and his clothes for dry cleaning, when Xia Zhiye's cell phone rang.

    "I'll take a call first." Xia Zhiye glanced at the caller ID, put down what was in his hand, and walked to the window, "Hello, Liu Yue."

    Hearing Liu Yue's name, Song Yan stopped what he was doing, thinking that Liu Yue was here to trouble Xia Zhiye.

    However, after Xia Zhiye was silent for a while holding the phone, he just replied lazily: "Okay, I'll find a way to do this."

     Hang up.

    He tilted his head, just in line with Song Yan's line of sight, a treacherous flashed between his eyebrows, he raised his lips and smiled: "Song Daxi, I heard Shen Jiayan say that you play basketball well. good?"

    Song Yan was alert: "So?"

    "So after the mid-term exam, there will be a sports meeting. Our school will have a friendly basketball game with Shiwai, but Shang Huai has gone to Beijing. There are few people now. Fight with me once."

    "Not interested."

    Very decisive.

    Xia Zhiye: "…"

    As expected of Song Yan.

    It seems that it can only be soft.

    Xia Zhiye sighed softly: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you're not interested, it's just that the chance to take revenge and raise your eyebrows is probably gone this year."

    The tone pretended to be relaxed, but there seemed to be a sadness in the eyes.

    Song Yan frowned slightly: "What do you mean by revenge?"

    "It's nothing, that is, our school's mid-term and final exams after the second year of high school are all district entrance exams. In fact, every time the score is higher than our school, so I love to mock us a few words, and nothing else. "

    In other words, in the past history, they were crushed and ridiculed during the joint entrance examination, and then during the basketball game, the third middle school was crushed and came back to fight for face.

    Originally, this kind of boring contest had nothing to do with Song Yan, but Song Yan suddenly remembered what Zhao Yu said when he was in the flower shop.

    The meaning seems to be that Xia Zhiye actually went to school outside the school when he was in junior high school, and then came to No.

    Zhao Yu's original words at the time were "you can't get along outside the real world".

    Song Yan didn't think that people like Xia Zhiye would not be able to get along anywhere. If they did, then it was definitely not Xia Zhiye's problem.

    So even though Song Yan knew nothing about the real world, she had automatically put a hostile filter on the school, so she lowered her head expressionlessly and continued to organize her clothes: "I really can't find it. People can count me as one, but there is no guarantee of grades.”

    Xia Zhiye showed an unsurprising smile.

    Sure enough, their Song Daxi eats soft and not hard.

    Fortunately, this person usually pretends to be cold, otherwise if others find out that he is actually so soft, what should I do?

    Thinking of this, she smiled and put on Song Yan's shoulder: "Don't worry, with your wild brother here, it is impossible to lose."

    "Fuck your wild brother, ask for a face."

    "Oh, really, if you don't believe me, see for yourself, we were both champions in the district basketball game and the city basketball game last year." Xia Zhiye said and handed the phone to Song Yan.

    Swipe your finger, and sure enough, it's all pictures of winning basketball games.

    It's an innate look and feel.

    However, Song Yan's eyes fell to the bottom of one of the game photos-in the middle of a group of well-equipped basketball players, Xia Zhiye's old pair of shoes with paint on his feet looked a little out of place.

    Although his self-confidence and dazzlingness are enough to make people ignore these details, Song Yan thought that Zhao Yu once ridiculed Xia Zhiye because he could not afford the extra tuition fees and only joined the third middle school, and he felt in his heart. Suddenly very uncomfortable.

    He didn't want Xia Zhiye to have any possible embarrassment anywhere and under any circumstances.

    Look back coldly: "That's it, don't worry, go and ask auntie for mothballs."

    Song Yan, this little arrogant, just said that, it's almost very good.

    Xia Zhiye let out a "bang" and went out the door with a smile.

    Song Yan was alone in the rest of the dormitory, opened Alipay and looked at his balance, then turned to look at Xia Zhiye's old pair of sneakers in the corner.

    Little lips, finally made up her mind, logged on to the website, selected a pair of sneakers that he thought was the most suitable for Xia Zhiye and happened to have a size 45 in stock, and paid for it.

    1399.

    Compared with his other shoes, the price is not expensive, but it is most of his current wealth.

    As for a person of Xia Zhiye's character, whatever price he received, he would definitely return the gift. Song Yan didn't want to add extra burden to Xia Zhiye.

    So when filling in the delivery address, Song Yan directly entered Xia Zhiye Shou, Class 2, 1, Nanwu No. 3 Middle School, by the way: [Never disclose any information about the payer to anyone ]

    So on the day of returning to school, Xia Zhiye looked at the pair of brand-new sneakers of unknown origin that suddenly appeared in his seat, and was confused: "Where did this thing come from?"

    Song Yan lowered her head and brushed the question, her face still not changing her heartbeat: "I guess someone who has a crush on you gave it to me."

    Xia Zhiye thought about it for a while, and felt that it was not impossible based on his charm.

    The author has something to say:  Xia Zhiye later found out who the gift giver was: he really loved me miserably!