Song Youchen held Song Tang's hand, and his ten fingers were clasped tightly.

There are students all around, and Song Youchen's appearance is already conspicuous, so many people have already seen it after a while.

Song Tang was a little panicked and wanted to pull out his hand, but he heard a man's whisper above his head, "I've been on a business trip for a few days, and I heard from Zhang's mother that when you are at home from school, you will occasionally ask her some questions about weaving threads."

The girl's struggle really eased up, she was thinking that she was going to weave it for Song Youchen anyway, and she was not afraid of being discovered.

Seeing him ask, she nodded, "Well, I'm learning to knit a scarf." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, "Is it knitted?"

I didn't even symbolically ask who to weave it to.

He only saw the girl nod again, "It's done." ”

There are many temporary vendors outside the school, with food, useful and fun, and the streets on both sides are full.

As I walked towards the car, I passed a stall selling scarves, with all kinds of fabrics and colors on it.

Song Tang suddenly stopped, pointed to a light gray scarf and asked him, "What do you think of this color?"

Song Youchen swept his eyes, gray itself is a very versatile color, and he nodded, "It's okay." ”

Song Tang hummed and stopped talking.

Back at the villa, she didn't say much, went to the bedroom and took out a scarf, went downstairs and walked to Song Youchen, "This is a New Year's gift for you." ”

The light gray scarf has no decoration, only fine stitches, and the small squares on the front and back are mismatched, which looks very textured and a little trendy.

Not the one he saw in the video last time.

Although it is not as good as those big names, it doesn't look like a novice can make it, the point is that it is a little similar to the one she pointed out to him outside the school just now.

Song Youchen was full of enthusiasm as if he was poured cold water from his head, and he didn't even see the slightest spark.

He stared at the scarf for a long time, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse, "I bought it at a stall outside the school"

The little girl quickly raised her eyes to look at him, and then lowered her head again, "I knitted it." ”

"Huh." The man sneered, he wanted to ask about the dark blue one.

But that's the question

Admitted to sneaking into her room to see her after she fell asleep

Or did he let Zhang's mother steal into her room when he went abroad?

Or admit that he's been keeping an eye on her

Song Youchen stood up from the sofa, his tall figure casting a shadow around the girl.

"You knit it," he said, pulling the scarf from her hand, glancing at it, then throwing it on the ground, whispering "it's so cheap." ”

The girl's body shrunk.

"I don't take this kind of garbage." Song Youchen stepped on the scarf, his eyes were cold, "Song Tang, I'm not satisfied with this New Year's gift, you prepare a new one." ”

He grabbed the jewelry box inside with his right hand, and broke his mind about taking it out and giving it to her.

He stepped on the scarf and turned away.

Song Tang looked at the ground for a long time, blinked, and finally forced back the sourness of his eye sockets, and just wanted to bend down to pick it up, he heard the man who had already walked to the staircase lightly ordered, "Mother Zhang, take the scarf on the ground and burn it, burn it clean." ”

Zhang's mother answered, ran over, picked up the scarf before Song Tang, muttered, and walked towards the kitchen.

The girl stood there alone for a long time, laughed, and her heart still hurt a little.

It's annoying.

I didn't want to give him a gift in the first place.

As a result, I gave it to him and didn't want it.

It's as if she's trying to please him, really, so annoyingly.