Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

Aning was only familiar with the snack street in Rongcheng, so she subconsciously took people there.

The two first checked in at a hotel near the snack street before going to the street to eat.

There was quite a lot to eat at the snack street. Aning found a restaurant with good ratings online. After eating, it was already dark outside.

Today is Friday, so there are a lot of people coming to the snack street, and there are also a lot of familiar faces.

Originally, Aning wanted to send him back to the hotel, but Song Ziyu insisted on walking on the street, so she had no choice but to go shopping with him. However, the atmosphere between the two of them was a little quiet. The snack street was not big, so it was inevitable that they would bump into some people. classmate.

In just a few minutes, they met three acquaintances one after another, two of whom were Xu Hui and her deskmate. Since Song Ziyu was present, they couldn't talk much, so they quickly waved goodbye.

After Xu Hui and the others left, the two of them returned to their previous silence and walked aimlessly. Finally, Aning broke the awkwardness by saying, "When are you going back?"

"The flight will be at noon tomorrow." Song Ziyu's throat slipped and he struggled to say these words.

"Then I'll see you off tomorrow," she said.

Hearing this, Song Ziyu's lips moved, he looked at her calmly for a long time, and finally just said "good".

When the two of them passed by a shop that specializes in clipping dolls, Aning exchanged one hundred yuan for game currency on a whim. She felt that she would be able to catch a dozen or twenty dolls.

But the expectation was very good, but reality gave her a big stick.

After wasting half of it, she frowned and handed all the coins to Song Ziyu, urging him to come.

She felt that the claw machine must have been messing with her. Every time it felt like it was clamped, but when she moved the control lever, the clamp kept slipping away from the doll as if it had been lubricated.

It really pissed her off.

However, she overestimated Song Ziyu, because compared to her, this person was no better than her. He finally caught him but could not hold on for two seconds before he fell down again.

But Song Ziyu didn't believe in evil, so he outputted money like crazy, and couldn't catch even the last two coins left.

Aning: ...I really know how to tie Q

"Should you get the last two coins or should I?" An Ning held the joystick in his hand, looked away from the doll in the mirror and looked at Song Ziyu, licking his lips and asked.

"You do it."

Song Ziyu looked at the expression on her face and the aura of determination, how could he not know that she wanted to come, so he followed her and said, "You come."

"Okay, I'll do it." She took out the last two coins from the basket, held the coins in her hands and said silently in her heart, Xiaoliu bless me, I must use the last two coins to catch one.

Probably hearing Aning's thoughts, the moment she finished investing the coins, there was a warm touch on her back, and a pair of well-jointed palms gently covered her hands.

Controlling the direction of her hand, when she was dazed, the man was in her ear, his deep and clear voice was like a clear spring slowly flowing out of a stream in early spring, causing ripples in her heart.

"Which one do you want?"

Hearing Xie Xinghe's voice, Aning was a little surprised. She turned her head slightly and felt a soft touch on the outer edge of her ear.

She blinked and didn't care, because all she could think about at this time was, why is Xie Xinghe here? When did he come? Did it come at just the right time?

Then she thought about the posture of the two of them at this moment, and she was a little shy, although it was a little strange.

But what's going on with the inexplicable flirtation?

"I want the white rabbit, can you?" His left hand was held, and Aning had to use the index finger of his right hand to point to the pure white lop-eared rabbit in the machine.

Xie Xinghe's eyelashes trembled unnaturally, and his fair face was instantly covered with red clouds. His eyes lingered on her for a few seconds, and he said a faint "hmm".

He said in his heart: If it is with you, then it must be okay.

Sure enough, with Xie Xinghe's help, the one hundred yuan was finally wasted.

Taking out the rabbit, Aning stood up and raised his head. His clear black and white pupils were clear, and he raised his hand to pat his prickly hair. The thick eyelashes were particularly beautiful with their clear halos under the light.

"Ayan is great! I'll treat you to sweets when I go back."

Xie Xinghe looked at her face seriously, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and let out a light "hmm".

Seeing the two of them interacting so closely, the light in Song Ziyu's eyes dimmed.

"Ning Ning, who is this?" Song Ziyu quickly recovered his emotions and asked An Ning with a smile.

"He is Xie Xinghe, and I am staying at his house now." Somehow, she suddenly felt that the atmosphere here was a bit strange. After a pause, she introduced Song Ziyu to Xie Xinghe, "This is Song Ziyu, I found out Small."

The two nodded to each other as a greeting, and then they stood on both sides of An Ning's body, hugging An Ning in the middle like guardians on the left and right, and the atmosphere became increasingly awkward.

"Ziyu, let's take you back to the hotel. It's getting late, and I have to go back." Aning held back this sentence for a long time, otherwise the three of them would be staring at each other.

The word "we" successfully made Xie Xinghe feel extremely comfortable. The originally gloomy mood instantly cleared away the clouds and fog. The corners of his mouth rose silently, and even the eyes he looked at Song Ziyu became a little more kind.

Xie Xinghe nodded slightly, unable to resist the excitement in his voice, and echoed: "It's time to go back so late."

Now Song Ziyu didn't even have an excuse to refuse. When they sent him back to the hotel, he deliberately pushed Aning away and left Xie Xinghe behind.

After Aning's figure completely disappeared from the sight of the two of them, Xie Xinghe looked at him with some amusement, his eyes slightly raised, "Is something wrong?"

Song Ziyu looked at the deserted young man in front of him and raised his thin lips slightly: "Ning Ning will trouble you later. She is a person who always likes to bury some bad things in her heart and digest them herself, even if she is wronged. She won’t tell you either, so pay more attention to her emotional changes.”

Xie Xinghe half-closed his eyes, the expression in his eyes was blocked by his long eyelashes. His figure was stretched by the street lamp, and he put his hands in his pockets: "I am a careless person. I am not as careful as you, so I can't observe it."

Song Ziyu seemed not to have heard what he said, and continued without changing his expression: "Ning Ning has been learning dance since she was a child. Her goal has always been Beijing dance."

"So?" Xie Xinghe half-raised his eyes and asked casually.

Song Ziyu's eyes were always on Xie Xinghe's face. "If you can, I would like to ask you to help me persuade her that her talent should not be buried."

Xie Xinghe lazily raised his eyelids with a calm expression. Under the warm yellow street light, his facial features flickered with a strong sense of oppression, "I won't help you persuade her. I respect her choice."

This time Song Ziyu didn't say anything, he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

When An Ning came back, he handed an exquisitely packaged shoe box to An Ning.

"Keep it in mind."

When Aning took it, she felt mixed emotions. Suddenly, she saw those damaged dance shoes in the memory of the original owner.

He thanked her quietly and pulled Xie Xinghe away.

Song Ziyu, who stayed where he was, looked at the harmonious and well-matched backs of the two of them, his expression gloomy, and the bitterness in his heart gradually spread.

It seemed that he had no chance.

After leaving the hotel entrance, the two of them walked forward along the road, not knowing where this road led.

"He understands you quite well." Xie Xinghe suddenly looked at the little girl beside him and whispered.

"Huh?" Aning looked back at him doubtfully.

Under the illumination of the street lamp, the boy's eyes shimmered strangely, and he seemed to be a little bit amused, and even what he said was incomprehensible.

"I understand you so thoroughly. I think you would have played together when you were young."

Aning blinked and stared at his profile for a long time, then the corners of her lips raised slightly, and she lowered her head and fiddled with her bag.

After taking out the Bluetooth headset, she reached out to hold his hand, then stood up sideways and put a headset into his ear.

The melodious music then sounded————

I don't want to sleep no matter what

The sky is extremely bright and the night is extremely dark

when i take a deep breath

My heart is filled with the sweetness of missing you

I want to walk with you in the rain

I want you to hold my hand

Silly you dare not say love

And I also deliberately want you to wait for me

……

Xie Xinghe held the delicate and smooth hand back and curled his lips, and the unhappiness seemed to disappear.

He couldn't put it down because of the softness in his hands, and the music playing in his headphones also made him happy for no reason.

like to be with you

Boring life becomes interesting

Let you listen to my music

Share your mood in every moment

Together longer and longer

I will start to care about you

We all understand this feeling

As long as you are by my side, the day will be brighter

Can't tell how happy I am

……

While walking, the music has automatically switched to the next song, the moon is dim, and the street lights quietly lengthen the silhouettes of the two people.

At this moment, there were not many people on the street. Suddenly Aning tugged on the hand held by someone, tilted his head and asked uncertainly: "Are we going back?"

The young man narrowed his eyes and looked at her. His eyelashes were long and his eyes were bright. He stopped and seemed to think about it seriously. Finally, he said thoughtfully: "It's seven kilometers from here to home. It's not impossible to walk back." Can."

Hearing this, Aning's pupils dilated slightly, and he broke away from the hand he was holding, and trotted up to him, walking backwards: "You know, although I really want to walk this night with you, but I don't have the strength. If you don’t allow it, I’ll take a taxi back first and you can walk slowly.”

After that, he turned around and ran to the side of the road, reaching out to stop the car.