Zhou Feifei and Gu Liyan sang more and more, and in the end, both of them stood directly on the glass platform and sang passionately. Sometimes one person is singing, and the other is dancing alongside.

Song Zhiyi, who was on the side, was really worried that these two of them would play too well and break the table.

Song Zhiyi really couldn't stand the torture of this double magic sound, so he sneaked to the toilet.

Song Zhiyi, who finally had clean ears, stood in front of the mirror in front of the toilet, looked at his makeup today with satisfaction, and happily praised himself for falling in love with his beauty today.

At this time, a woman wearing scantily dressing and heavy makeup walked in, and when she saw Song Zhiyi who was looking in the mirror, she was stunned at first, then surprised, and finally confirmed in disbelief: "Song Zhiyi? ”

Song Zhiyi turned his head, looked at the woman with bright hair in front of him, and thought for a while before remembering who she was: "You are ...... Jiang Yan? ”

"It's me." Jiang Yan smiled and nodded, her tone was full of excitement, and her eyes looked Song Zhiyi up and down: "I didn't expect to see you here, wow, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are beautiful." ”

Song Zhiyan was a little embarrassed by what she said, and she stretched out her hand to pin her broken hair behind her ear.

Jiang Yan is Song Zhiyi's high school classmate, and she used to mock herself behind her back like those people.

Song Zhiyi recalled in her mind that during the midterm assessment in her sophomore year of high school, Jiang Yan and her good sisters stole her math exam paper from the teacher's office, and then stood on the podium and tore the math test paper to shreds in front of the whole class, then took it in her hand, walked in front of Song Zhiyi, and fiercely stuffed the crumbs into Song Zhiyi's mouth.

The laughter, cheers, and applause in the class rang out as if they were about to break Song Zhiyan's eardrums.

Even if that scene is placed now, Song Zhiyi can't forgive them.

Song Zhiyi uncomfortably squeezed out a polite smile towards Jiang Yan with difficulty, and politely said, "What a coincidence." I haven't seen you for so many years, and I've become pretty. ”

Jiang Yan just smiled, then took out a box of Xuan Hemen from the black fragrant grandmother bag on her back, pulled one out, took out a lighter and lit it, and then put it to her mouth.

She took a puff and slowly exhaled a smoke ring, the white smoke ring quickly dispersed.

Jiang Yan's face was not very good-looking, but she said, "Actually...... All these years, I've wanted to apologize to you. ”

Song Zhiyi was surprised.

"Well, I didn't want to do it back then, but if I hadn't, I might have been isolated by them." Jiang Yan shook her head with a wry smile, and took another puff of the cigarette in her hand, "You know, Song Zhiyi." At that time, there were cliques in the class, and I was afraid that I would be isolated, neglected and bullied, so I had no choice but to treat you like that and make them think that I was not good to bully. ”

In high school, cliques in the class always happen. For example, Song Zhiyi and them are two gangs.

There are many of them, so Song Zhiyi can only be bullied.

The funniest thing at the beginning was nothing more than an unwritten rule at that time, everyone in the class had to do something to bully Song Zhiyi in order to ensure that they were not isolated by the public. If what they do feels awesome in their eyes, then that person will also be the status of a big brother and sister in the class.

And Jiang Yan is the one who did something very awesome.

These stories don't sound ridiculous, but they are ridiculous, and they can't match their selfishness at that time, and they can't change the group of crazy people who constantly tortured Song Zhiyi at that time.

"Actually, many people in our class later realized that they had gone too far," Jiang Yan said, slowly walking to Song Zhiyi's side and sighing, "Alas, if you're willing to give us another chance, would you like to come to our high school reunion next Friday?" ”

Before Song Zhiyi could react, Jiang Yan had already taken out her mobile phone and opened WeChat: "Add it, I'll send you the address when I go back, and come together then, although, you may not want to forgive us." ”

Song Zhiyi couldn't refuse, so he added Jiang Yan's WeChat, and he was also entangled in his heart.

She didn't know whether she should go to next week's class reunion or not, and she didn't know what kind of expression, what kind of words, and what kind of heart she should use to look at those who bullied her in the first place.

After all, those so-called "classmates" who bullied themselves for three years didn't feel guilty about themselves until so many years later, what is this guilt?

Is it another mockery of her or a sympathy that has long been needed?

What's the point of apologizing after so long?

Could it be that the insults she suffered, the pain, the torn test papers, the torn homework books, the chairs covered with 502 glue, the school uniforms scribbled by them, and the water cards that they broke in half, could it be just a casual "I'm sorry" that can be written off.

Song Zhiyi walked absentmindedly not far from the private room, and B saw Tang Yuchen, who was leaning against the wall with his legs folded and smoking.

Song Zhiyi couldn't help but stop walking forward, and just stood there quietly looking at Tang Yuchen.

Tang Yuchen turned his head, looked at Song Zhiyi, who was standing there in a daze not far away, took out the hand inserted in his pants, hooked his hand at Song Zhiyi, and motioned for her to come over.

Song Zhiyi walked obediently in front of Tang Yuchen as if he had been enchanted by Tang Yuchen.

Tang Yuchen lowered his head, looked at Song Zhiyi on his chest, and chuckled.

This kid is really obedient, and he beckons over. I don't know if others will wave to her, and she will walk over so obediently.

Tang Yuchen slowly leaned down and looked at Song Zhiyi's unfocused eyes, and those charming peach blossom eyes looked at Song Zhiyi's eyes so directly.

Song Zhiyi seemed to see a smile in Tang Yuchen's eyes at a certain moment.

Song Zhiyi looked at Tang Yuchen and didn't speak, his hands nervously grabbed the hem of his clothes, and his eyes began to drift, not knowing where to look.

After a long time, Tang Yuchen came to her ear, and his voice was magnetic: "Why are you sad, huh?" ”

Song Zhiyi smelled the faint smell of tobacco on his body, and the hot exhaled breath he exhaled when he spoke made his ears tingle, Song Zhiyi trembled uncontrollably slightly, and his legs were a little weak.

Song Zhiyi hesitated for a while, and finally stepped forward as if he had made some important decision, and without hesitation, he directly hugged Tang Yuchen and buried his face in Tang Yuchen's chest.

Tang Yuchen's body stiffened.

Apparently she didn't expect to make such a move.

Tang Yuchen stiffly looked at Song Zhiyi who was hugging him, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, slowly closed his eyes, feeling the softness in his arms, he slowly raised his two hands and wanted to hug her, but he stopped in the air and didn't know whether to do it or not.

Tang Yuchen could clearly feel how soft the little girl in his arms was, and the rich smell of roses filled the tip of his nose, which was addictive and made people want to take a bite uncontrollably.

Song Zhiyi, who was nestled in Tang Yuchen's arms, only felt that his arms were very warm and safe. Even in such a noisy place, his arms could make her feel quiet.

Song Zhiyi closed his eyes, his sense of smell was infinitely amplified, and the smell of tobacco on his body was not as choking as others, but a faint and reassuring smell.

After a long while, Song Zhiyi let go of Tang Yuchen, slowly took a step back, lowered his red dripping face like blood, and his voice was as small as a mosquito: "I'm sorry professor, I didn't mean to." ”

"It's fine." Tang Yuchen looked at Song Zhiyi, "What happened?" ”

Obviously, when I just went out, I was fine, but I looked depressed when I went to the toilet.

Song Zhiyi shook his head and barely squeezed out a smile: "It's okay." ”

"You're getting married, and the groom isn't me."

"In this no-man's corner, I secretly wiped my tears"

......

In the private room, Gu Liyan's demonic voice came out, making Song Zhiyi, who was still a little uncomfortable, laugh out loud all of a sudden.

Tang Yuchen looked depressedly at the woman in front of him who was still sad one second ago and smiled the next, and sighed helplessly: "Do you still want to sing?" ”

Song Zhiyi nodded and shook his head.

She wanted to sing, but she didn't want to be beaten by the two of them.

Tang Yuchen raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and took Song Zhiyi's wrist and left.

Song Zhiyi was completely foggy by Tang Yuchen's move, and could only look blankly at the slender white hand that held his wrist.

"Professor, where are we going?"

As soon as Song Zhiyi's voice fell, he was pulled into a private room by Tang Yuchen.

Tang Yuchen let go of Song Zhiyi's wrist and sat on the sofa: "Sing, no one is robbing you here." ”

"Huh?" Song Zhiyi looked at the empty private room, which was much larger than the one they were in.

She pointed to herself and then to the private room, and asked uncertainly, "Such a large private room...... Just the two of us? ”

Professor, I know you're rich, but ...... There's no need for it!

Tang Yuchen nodded: "Sing whatever you want, I'll listen." ”

Song Zhiyi was a little embarrassed, there were only two of them in such a big private room, and Tang Yuchen still had to sit here and listen to himself sing! It's shy to think about!

Tang Yuchen didn't urge her, just crossed Erlang's legs, leaned lazily on the sofa, and watched Song Zhiyi wait slowly.

He actually booked another private room with the waiter when Song Zhiyi went to the toilet, and deliberately stood at the door smoking a cigarette and waited for Song Zhiyi to come back.

He wanted to hear her sing, and he only listened to her.