"Don't kick! I'm white and dirty!" Gu Yi shouted and jumped to the side a few steps.

Song Yimian remembered Hong Xiqi's question just now, stopped, turned to face Gu Yi, who was bending down to check whether his clothes were intact, and asked, "What have you been doing these days?" God is mysterious."

Gu Yi's action of pulling his trouser leg paused for a second, straightened up and said perfunctorily, "What can I do, *** something, can I not tell you?!"

"Who knows." Song Yimian didn't plan to think about it, what Gu Yi was doing had little to do with him.

"Ah, wait a minute!" Gu Yi caught up, continued to hook Song Yimian's neck, and said with a smile, "My parents are not at home tonight, I'll go to your house to borrow it for one night."

Song Yimian ripped his hand off again, straightened his clothes, and said coldly, "I don't have any extra rooms in my house."

"It's okay, didn't I always make a bunk in your room before, and I don't have a problem sleeping in the same bed with you." Gu Yi pretended to be affectionate and said, "As long as you don't dislike me, I will do it."

"Get out!" Song Yi glanced at Gu Yi. Look, that's how his reputation was persecuted!

Catching a glimpse of Gu Yi about to follow, Song Yimian warned, "Stay away from me!"

Gu Yi touched his nose in surprise, he was not frightened by Song Yimian's cold face, after being a brother for so many years, if he was not completely immune to his attitude, it would be strange.

In a few seconds, he stuck up with a hippie smile again, grabbed Song Yimian's neck, and was thrown away by Song Yimian and came up again.

"Let go!" Song Yimian shook Gu Yi's hand away again, and when Gu Yi was about to raise his hand again to put it on, he wrapped his backhand around Gu Yi's neck and pressed it down.

After a while, Song Yimian had the upper hand. Gu Yi was forced to bend over, the green tendons on his neck protruding, and tried to break Song Yimian's arm.

When the two were fighting, a girl wearing a school uniform appeared on the side, holding a mobile phone in one hand, and walked up to Song Yimian and Gu Yi without fear, seeing that their movements were a little big, and took a few steps back. She glanced at the boy in the blue suit, opened her mouth, and was afraid that she would recognize the wrong person, so she turned her head and whispered, "Hello? Is it Senior Gu Yi?"

Song Yimian's hand was still around Gu Yi's neck, and Gu Yi was still uncomfortably bent over, with one hand on Song Yimian's waist to support his body. Hearing this, they all stopped moving, and at the same time let go of their hands, and each took a step to the side, tidying up some messy clothes on their bodies.

"Ahem," Gu Yi cleared his throat, his face returned to normal, raised his hand and combed his hair back, and asked seriously, "I'm Gu Yi." Is there something looking for me?"

The girl's eyes lit up, her tone increased a lot due to excitement, she turned her head to look at Song Yimian who was about to leave, and said affirmatively, "Then you must be Song Yimian, Senior Song, I am not mistaken!"

Song Yimian just stepped out of the foot retracted, he glanced at the girl's face, I don't know it, I haven't seen it. "Hmm." He replied perfunctorily.

Gu Yigang's hanging smile froze, and he asked again unwillingly, "Did you call me what was the matter just now?"

"It's nothing." The girl waved her hand and said a perfunctory word, and took a step closer to Song Yimian.

The corners of Gu Yi's mouth relaxed, he put his hands in his pockets in embarrassment, turned his head to look, found a tree to lean on, glared at Song Yimian angrily, and stuffed headphones into his ears again, turning up the music loudly, not wanting to listen to the conversation between the two people.

"Senior Song, I have admired the name for a long time." The girl looked at Song Yimian with worshipful eyes, but she didn't dare to keep looking at him, her eyes moved down slightly, gathered on the brooch at his neckline, and said with admiration, "I have always regarded you as an idol and have always taken you as an example to learn."

Song Yimian has listened to the same confession a lot, and he has already summed up his own set of rejection templates. This kind of person who told him to his face that he regarded himself as an idol and a role model······ It's the first time I've seen it.

Song Yimian continued to thank him expressionlessly, and after waiting for a while, seeing that the girl had no intention of saying any more, he turned around and called Gu Yi to leave.

"Wait a minute, senior!" The girl urgently stopped Song Yimian, plucked up her courage, and pointed the mobile phone page at Song Yi

Mian said, "Senior, yes, can you add a WeChat?" She was afraid that Song Yimian would not agree, so she continued to make up for it, "I usually don't bother you, but when you have a problem, can I send you a question?"

Song Yimian refused without hesitation, "I'm sorry, no. If you have any questions, you can ask the teacher directly.

"Gu Yi, let's go!" He shouted at Gu Yi, and he didn't care if he heard it or not, he turned around and left.

Gu Yi took off his headphones and looked up to see that under the miserable white street lamp, many classmates slowed down and joined in the fun, and there were people with any expression.

The girl standing in the center of the crowd lowered her hand, but she still chased after her and asked, "But I heard that Senior Song, you often give lectures to Senior Sister Tao!" If you give her a lecture because she's your friend, then we can be friends too."

Yo, this girl, the spirit of not giving up easily, is worth learning. Gu Yi didn't rush over, he stood far away, shaking the headphones in one hand, watching the excitement with high spirits, and he was almost humming a little tune in his mouth.

Song Yimian was stopped again, heard the other party mention Tao You's name, and realized that she must have done some investigation.

He hates some strangers the most, and without his consent, he sneaks around and even investigates his life, not to mention that Tao You is now involved.

Song Yimian sank his face, his eyes swept sharply at the girl standing in front of him, his mouth moved slightly, and he spit out a few words, "It has nothing to do with you!"

The path of the school is quite wide, even if this girl stretches out her hand and blocks in front of Song Yimian, she can still pass by two or three people at the same time.

Song Yimian didn't want to talk nonsense with her more, so he took a step directly to the side and left.

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"Senior Song, I've admired my name for a long time, you've always been my idol and role model," Gu Yi chased after him, wrapped Song Yimian's shoulders from behind, and imitated with his voice, "Can you add a WeChat?" As he spoke, he took out his phone.

Song Yi barely held back the nausea in his heart, raised the corners of his mouth at Gu Yi, took the mobile phone he handed over, turned his head and put away the fake smile, and was about to throw it to the pond on the side.

"Don't! Eldest brother! A new phone!" Gu Yi resumed his original voice, yelled distressedly, let go of the hand on Song Yimian's shoulder, and after snatching back his mobile phone, he carefully checked whether the mobile phone was intact through the street lamp.

"You're too ruthless, just throw it when you say it." Gu Yi carefully put the phone back in his pocket.

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Here, the gymnasium is closed on all sides, and the heating is turned on, so even in winter, you won't feel cold. The warm headlights in the museum, which have not been turned on for a long time, are all turned on today, the walls are covered with balloons and streamers, and the stereo in the corner plays soft music.

Not long after Tao You and Hong Xiqi entered the gymnasium, they were so hot that they took off their coats.

"Little Youyou, this little cake is delicious." Hong Xiqi enthusiastically recommended to Tao You, "It's similar to what I ate before. And this pudding! Drink juice? There's also grilled chicken wings over there!"

"Wow, it's a free buffet!" Hong Xiqi stood at the table and nibbled on the grilled chicken wings that had just come out of the pot, and said with satisfaction, "The school has made a lot of money this time, this student union president, I will give me a full score!" There's a buffet, he's really arranged!"

Tao You slowly ate the cute little cake, nodded in agreement, and raised his hand to take a tissue to help Hong Xiqi wipe the oil from the corner of his mouth, "Eat slowly, my classmates have seen it."

Hong Xiqi's mouth was stuffed, and his eyes turned around with dripping eyes, "It's okay, they're all eating, I'm sure, they must not have eaten, you see the baked things, so many people are waiting in line with plates, it's really hungry, who will pay attention to what you eat, being able to fill your stomach is the king."

Tao Youzheng was smiling and joking with Hong Xiqi, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, the glitter in the corners of her eyes was looming in the light, her skirt was spread out at will, and she was holding her chin with one hand, and a whole lady was up, which was very different from her usual appearance.

"Tao You, Hong Xiqi." Ding Dongyi gracefully walked to their table with a plate full of green fruit salad and a glass of apple juice

Side, he smiled and asked, "Can I share a table with you?"

Hong Xiqi put down the chicken wings in his hand, sucked his fingers stained with sauce, looked at Ding Dongyi with a defensive expression, saw the empty tables next to him, and glanced at Tao You, as if to say: There are so many empty tables next to you, why do you have to squeeze with us?! Do we know her well? Don't you feel like a diaphragm?

Tao You understood Hong Xiqi's eyes, raised his chin slightly, turned his head and hooked his lips slightly, moved the plate to the side, vacated a small space, and said to Ding Dongyi, "Okay, you can put it here."

"Thank you." Ding Dongyi put down the plate in his hand, took a small bite of the salad with only a little tomato sauce at the bottom of the plate, and carried out the elegance to the end.

Tao You looked at Ding Dongyi's healthy salad, and then at the bunch of high-fat, high-protein foods that he and Hong Xiqi had taken.

- No contrast, no harm. But the food is innocent.

Hong Xiqi and Tao You didn't continue to chat unscrupulously, eating the food on the plate. For a moment, the corner fell silent, leaving for the crisp sound of plates and chopsticks colliding.

"You can keep chatting and leave me alone." Ding Dongyi noticed the awkwardness of the atmosphere, put one hand in front of his mouth, and said generously.

Tao You nodded and responded, "Okay." didn't really continue to chat with Hong Xiqi.

Ding Dongyi ate half of it, as if he couldn't eat it anymore, picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth that were not stained with any food or sauce, stood up straight and asked Tao You, "Tao You, hasn't Song Yimian come over yet?"

- When you're full, you're on the cut?

Tao You swallowed the food in his mouth, shook his head, and said, "I don't know."

Ding Dongyi raised his eyebrows, his face full of complicated expressions that you didn't know, "That's it."

- What's that look on your face? I should understand it as surprise, or smugness.