On the way to Rongzheng University, the atmosphere in the carriage was a little strange.

He Bisheng held the steering wheel with both hands, frowned, and looked preoccupied.

Song Sichu sat in the passenger seat, his eyes fell on the window, looking depressed.

It was so quiet that you could hear each other's breathing.

I don't know how long it took, He Bisheng finally took the lead in speaking, breaking this strange calm, "Chu Chu, I think you have an opinion about me, don't be in a hurry to deny it first." ”

Song Sichu's eyelashes trembled slightly, lowered his eyes, and said softly, "I don't." ”

"Tell me, why don't you want to pay attention to me." After He Bisheng said this, his hands holding the steering wheel tightened suddenly.

Somehow, Song Sichu ignored him, and his heart was depressed for a while, and it was very uncomfortable, as if there was an invisible net trapping his heart.

Song Sichu adjusted his emotions, turned his head to look at the other party, and a shallow smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Brother Bisheng, I didn't want to ignore you, you misunderstood." ”

She just didn't want to sink herself deeper.

He Bisheng stepped on the brakes, stopped on the side of the road, turned his head to meet the girl's flickering eyes, frowned, and said, "Chu Chu, you are lying." ”

He paused, and then said, "If you have any opinions, you can raise them with Brother Bisheng, don't always treat me as a dispensable stranger." ”

This sentence made Song Sichu stunned.

Isn't it dispensable......

She shook her head, and the smile on her face remained unchanged: "Brother Bisheng, I'm serious, I really have no opinion on you." ”

He Bisheng inexplicably felt a sense of powerlessness, like a punch on cotton.

And he didn't find that he cared too much about Song Sichu.

"Chu Chu ......" He Bisheng sighed and said softly: "If you really have no opinion on me, then go to my house for dinner tomorrow night, and I will pick you up after work." ”

Song Sichu's heartbeat suddenly slowed down by half a beat, lowered his eyes and explained: "I'm sorry Brother Bisheng, the school will be closed tomorrow, I plan to go home tomorrow and have another chance next semester." ”

He Bisheng looked at her lowered head and said helplessly: "Chu Chu, you still say that you are not lying?" You don't even want to go to the house, and you say you have no problem with me? ”

"Brother Bisheng did something wrong, you say it, I'll change it, okay?"

His tone was very gentle, and Song Sichu's heart was pounding when he heard it.

She didn't dare to look up at the other party at all, and whispered: "Brother Bisheng, you are very good, really good, you don't need to change anything, really." ”

"Chu Chu." He Bisheng's voice suddenly sank.

Song Sichu was worried that he would upset him, so he hurriedly raised his head and said, "Brother Bisheng, don't be angry, then ...... Then I'll be honest with you. ”

"You say." Why Bisheng looked at her for a moment.

Song Sichu felt a heavy pressure, and made an excuse, "That's it...... I'm afraid that Henna will misunderstand you when she sees that we are in constant contact, and that will not be good. ”

"What does my contact with you have to do with her?" He Bishengjun's face was full of doubts.

Song Sichu remembered what he was going to say, and his heart felt bitter, "Doesn't Brother Bisheng like Henna?" If she gets angry, then you have to explain to her, I don't want to embarrass you. ”

Hearing this, He Bisheng breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.

It turned out that it was not that there was an opinion about him.

He reached out and rubbed the top of the girl's hair, and explained in a gentle tone: "Chu Chu, don't worry about this, Henna and I are just ordinary friends, and I don't have any thoughts about the relationship between men and women for her now." ”