Chapter 82

Song Yu thought of Qin Mo, but quickly stopped feeling angry.

He ate quietly with his head down and his eyelashes down.

He didn't want to let Xie Sui see that there was something wrong.

Things in his last life have become a haze in his heart, but he promised Xie Sui that he would not tangle with the past, so he did not want to let him know about it and would deal with it by himself.

Xie Sui was waiting for him to speak, and his eyes fell on him all the time.

But Song Yu was silent. His face was pale and fragile, and his brows were locked.

A meal was silent. Xie Sui couldn't count on him, so he decided to break the peace first: "you shouldn't tell me about yesterday's incident?"

What happened yesterday?

When song Yuzha heard his words, he was still a little confused. He steadied his inner panic, pretended to be light and light and said, "Oh, it's an accident. I went back to get my things. The man just closed the door too fast. "

Xie Sui smiles: "accident?"

Song Yu is vague: "en."

Xie Sui's dark eyes fixed on him for a few seconds to see that he was really planning to deal with the matter by himself, and was not asking questions. He just slowly took back his eyes and laughed, "well, I thought it was a scene specially arranged for us by Director Song."

Song Yu looked at him with his eyes. For the first time, he didn't get angry or embarrassed. Instead, he felt frustrated and depressed. He pulled his lower lip and lowered his head.

They knew each other when they were so young, and they were friends from the last life to the death, which shows that Xie Sui's love is indeed the kind of love among friends.

Song Yu sighed and changed the topic in a bad mood. He said, "I'll go back later. Thank you. You took care of me last night."

Compared with the other people who are now so secretive that they have something on their minds at first sight, Xie Sui still likes the confused one yesterday. But he didn't tear it down, nodded his head and said, "OK, see you on Monday."

Song Yu is going home on Saturday. He sat in the car and looked out. In winter, everything in Jingcheng seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gray fog. The window was open and the wind was cold outside. 008 said a lot of words that didn't express the meaning, but there was still a sentence in his heart, "it's all about the last life.".

But even in the last life, although he had no impression, Qin Mo was the one who killed him.

…… This account is not so easy to settle.

Song Yu's eyes did not blink, and his face was as cold as frost.

008 I went to the LORD God again, and the next time I came back, I might not be so kind.

Will you send him straight away?

…… Does he want to go or not?

He said he liked Xie Sui?

When did you like it?

"The young master met something unhappy in school, didn't he?"

Uncle Ma held the steering wheel and asked suspiciously.

Song Yu was called back by his voice. After a few seconds, he suddenly asked, "Uncle Ma, do you remember the friend I told you about at first sight?"

Uncle Ma was stunned for a moment and laughed: "remember, the young master has been running to Lianyun street since he came to Jingcheng. He often asks me to pick him up at night. Is that the man?"

Song Yu also smiles, but his eyes are in a trance: "well, that's him."

He crooked his lower lip, not smiling, and whispered.

"It's not like it was at first sight."

…… It's an old friend.

To deal with Qin Mo, even if the human evidence and material evidence are put in front of the school, it is not necessarily able to punish him, and even can be attributed to a slightly excessive joke. After all, it was just a night in the auditorium. Even Song Yu didn't expect that he would be so miserable there.

It seems that Qin Mo is quite thorough in investigating him.

Qin Mo's back is Qin family, this matter, of course, can only ask his brother.

He couldn't call his father on the phone. Song Zong was so irascible that he knew he was being made a difficult job. He absolutely took people back to a city and put them under his nose.

His brother is now abroad. When he received the call, he was still a little surprised: "how can you call me all of a sudden?"

Song Yu said, "brother, help me investigate a person."

Song Xu couldn't help laughing and crying: "your spare time life in high school is very rich. It's used for investigation."

Song Yu: "investigate Qinmo."

Song Xu was stunned and repeated the name: "Qin Mo? How can I be so familiar with the name? "

Song Yu sighed: "of course you are familiar with the fourth Qin family."

Song Xu thought about it for a while, came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Oh, it's him. But you are in a city and one is in Jingcheng city. How did he provoke you across a hundred and eight thousand li?"

Song Yu drooped his eyes and his sight was cold: "he came to Jingcheng a few days ago."

"Yes?"

Song Yu said, "let's just say that. Our lives are full of conflicts and we are tired of seeing each other. Yesterday, he calculated me and trapped me in the auditorium. I want to mess with himSong Xu:

Song Xu: "you this," he considered the words, did not know how to persuade his baby brother, has not organized the language.

Song Yu's words have already been said: "brother, when I was a child, did I have any shadow on the Rainstorm Day?"

Take back all the words of persuasion.

Song Xu froze over the phone and remembered something.

After falling into the water on the island, Song Yu kept himself closed, either lying in a hospital bed or shrinking in his bedroom. For a long time, he seemed to have lost seven souls and six spirits. But before falling into the water, it was lively and healthy. When I was a child, only two accidents made the whole family panic. One is to drink wine accidentally, and the other is to be locked in the classroom on rainy days.

When the driver went to pick him up, he found that he was pale, and the whole person was too empty. He called back directly. At that time, his family guessed that he might be a little claustrophobic.

Even though the Song family had blocked a lot of public opinions about the two events before the age of six, they were afraid that they would have a bad impact on Song Yu, but if someone really investigated, they could still find out.

In this way, the child of the Qin family may be on purpose.

Song Xu frowned tightly, and his voice was anxious: "were you locked in the auditorium on a rainy day yesterday? How are you doing now? "

Song Yu is very frank, light said: "a fever, but a sleep is good."

Listening to his voice, he didn't seem to be sick. Song Xu was a little relieved. His voice was very low: "you just said that the Qin family ranked fourth. I remember that. I heard that he transferred to school because he talked about a boy friend in high school and came out of the cabinet by the way. The old man of the Qin family wanted to break his leg and went to Jingcheng to escape the wind. After all, it was the Qin family who did not laugh about it at the beginning. "

Song Yu closed his eyes, a Leng, dare to love, Qin Mo transfer to Jingcheng there is such a thing.

"Qin Mo is young, but his mind is not good." Song Xu said, "you don't have to deal with it directly. I'll handle it for you. If it's true, the Qin family will have to give us an account. "

Song Yu said, "yes."

He turned off his mobile phone, his eyes were as bright as a knife, but he looked gloomy.

As soon as the Qin family has solved the problem, he will not be polite to Qin Mo in Jingcheng.

He has been pestering him to sit down and talk, then Have a good talk.

On Monday, it was deep winter and the weather was getting colder and colder. Walk outside, breath out, as if can fog, wind blowing knife in the face.

Ma Xiaoding ran in from the outside of the classroom, holding two hot water cups in his arms. All the goose bumps got up and sat down in his seat. He shivered: "Mom, I just stood for a long time to listen to their chat in order to inquire about the enemy's situation. As a result, Liang Zhu's situation was not heard. Instead, he listened to a lot of Yu GE's gossip."

Song Yu turned the page of his English book and sipped his lips when he heard Ma Xiaoding's words.

Xi Bowen glared: "what gossip?"

Ma Xiaoding: "on Friday night, brother Yu was locked in the auditorium. Thank God is crazy, call one by one, even call me here He was only last time by song YuXun. Of course, he didn't talk nonsense and said: "what a touching brotherhood. As a result, what kind of distortion has become? Alas, the world is going down. "

Xi Bowen laughed: "it's twisted. Are you still standing there for so long? Are you addicted to it? "

Ma Xiaoding looked at the side face of Song Yu in front of him, and lowered his voice and said, "isn't it just to hear how far they can be twisted? I'll tell you the original words of the girls in class three. Brother Yu is trapped in the dark classroom, shivering. Thank God rushes in like a Savior and pulls him out of the darkness. He is lonely and lonely. The wonderful atmosphere spreads

Xi Bowen:

Xi Bowen: "do you think this plot is a little familiar? That's not what brother Yu told me when I saw the ghost movie? "

As soon as Ma Xiaoding patted the table, he opened his mouth into a duck's egg: "fuck me! So everything is expected by brother Yu - Wuwu. " Xi Bowen covered his mouth to stop him from speaking.

Song Yu's slender hand turns the pen, the eyebrow is delicate and indifferent, when two people in the back are farting.

He now controlled himself not to think about Xie Sui and tried to focus his thinking on Qin mo.

Looking at the alarm clock, the minute hand turned slowly, and he counted it in his mind.

The new year's Day party starts at seven.

The entrance starts at six o'clock.

When he led them over, he lifted his eyelids and looked at the crowd. He said discontentedly, "the weather forecast says it may snow tonight. Do you still wear that much? If I have a cold and my final exam is poor, I won't save face at the parents' meeting. "

People laugh: "teacher, can you say something nice?"

Song Yu, however, looked back and frowned.

Xie Sui hasn't come yet.

Today's off again?

But didn't he promise to come?

With the air conditioning on in the auditorium, Song Yu even felt a little hot after being filled with people.

Take off the school uniform, a high collar sweater, jeans, lining the young body long and thin.The program of class three was ahead of them. Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai performed on the stage. I don't know whether it was stage fright or what. Anyway, classmate Bencao's performance became stuttering. Blushing, he finished the show. But it was his performance that made him laugh and fight.

The next scene is the collective chorus of class seven, and class one is about to begin. Ma Xiaoding is waiting backstage.

Xi Bowen sat next to him chewing potato chips: "if class three had a more strict director and watched them practice more, it would not have been like this."

Song Yu is lazy: "not all directors are as talented as I am."

"Not all talented directors can make their own arrangements," Xi said

Song Yu sneered: "are you also beginning to skin up?"

Casually with him a poor mouth, the mobile phone micro vibration, Song Yu turned over the mobile phone.

A strange message finally came back.

He slightly hooked his lower lip, invisible cold in the dark.

He picked up his school uniform and got up: "I'll go to the bathroom."