Senior help me chase him back

Ten minutes later, Song Xiuyang and Shao Xiaochuan walked into a high-end entertainment club in the university town. From the complimenting attitude of the waiters to Song Xiuyang, it was not difficult to see Song Xiuyang's identity.

The two of them walked into a dark private room under the leadership of the waiter. When Song Xiuyang entered, he deliberately turned on all the lights.

The waiter consciously brought the drinks and put them on the table in the private room. Just as he was about to ask Song Xiuyang what else he needed, he was invited out by Song Xiuyang.

Song Xiuyang glanced at the water glass on the table, and didn't intend to move it. He lowered his head and sent another text message to Xia Mo.

His affairs had been exposed, and as the only person who knew about it and had been in a relationship, Song Xiuyang valued her opinion very much.

But the two chatted for a long time, but they didn't come up with any good method.

Reluctantly, Song Xiuyang withdrew from the chat with Xia Mo and switched the partner to Lu Minghui. At this time, he wanted to ensure that Cheng Qiao stayed safely in the dormitory.

Lu Minghui: In the dormitory, Dad Yang, when will you come back?Shall we have dinner together?

Song Xiuyang: I still have some things that I can't do without. I've asked Uncle Li to deliver the meal, and it will arrive in 10 minutes. You guys eat first, don't wait for me.

Song Xiuyang looked at the text message and clicked to send, thought for a while and added, "Cheng Qiao may be in a bad mood, you and Zheng Shaoyun help take care of him."

Lu Minghui: If so, isn't that matter resolved?Don't worry, I know how to do it.

Song Xiuyang clicked on the dialog box with Cheng Qiao, thought about it and gave up.

Shao Xiaochuan, who was left out in the cold, finally couldn't take it anymore, "Song Xiuyang, what are you talking about here!"

Song Xiuyang put away the phone in his hand, and suddenly a message came from the phone in his other pocket.

Without even looking at Shao Xiaochuan, he hurriedly turned on his phone, and Cheng Qiao's text message came into view.

Lolita who loves handsome guys: Are you there?Want to chat with you.

Ignored by Song Xiuyang again, Shao Xiaochuan's patience was exhausted, he got up and walked directly to the gate.

Song Xiuyang frowned, typed out a line helplessly and sent it out: I still have something to do, we will talk about it later.

"You posted that photo on Tieba, right?" Shao Xiaochuan, who was holding the doorknob, was suddenly stunned by the cold male voice.

"What did you say?" He turned and looked at Song Xiuyang who was sitting on the sofa.

Song Xiuyang was holding the mobile phone, Yingjun's face was even more eye-catching under the incandescent light, but at this moment he was frighteningly cold, with the words "Don't approach strangers" written on his face, while he was playing with the mobile phone, he asked Shao From Ogawa's point of view, the deep eyes are like sharp weapons.

Shao Xiaochuan was very uncomfortable being watched, and he dared not move his back against the gate.

Song Xiuyang called out the screen-captured photo, walked slowly in front of Shao Xiaochuan, pointed the phone at Shao Xiaochuan, and let him see the photo in the phone clearly.

"Do you not admit it? I checked the ID address of the post. Coincidentally, it was sent from the classroom of your computer department."

Shao Xiaochuan moved his head and spoke urgently, "I don't understand what you are talking about. What does this photo have to do with our computer department?"

"Oh?" Song Xiuyang chuckled, took back his phone, and quickly searched for something on the phone, "You deliberately erased the address of this photo, but you also know that it doesn't take much effort for an expert to find it. Also, I have investigated, and it was you who used this computer during class in the morning."

Shao Xiaochuan was speechless for a while, "Could it be what you say?" He wanted to take a few steps back, but there was a door behind him.

"The evidence is very simple. Since I can investigate it, I must have your evidence. What do you think?"

Song Xiuyang threw the question to Shao Xiaochuan, Shao Xiaochuan was not a fool, Song Xiuyang knew about this a long time ago, he didn't explain it clearly in front of Cheng Qiao just now, there must be other conditions.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Shao Xiaochuan asked after a moment.

"I didn't want to say this at first, but you really went too far just now." Song Xiuyang said word by word, staring at the person in front of him, recalling Cheng Qiao's flustered expression at that time, he wished to say this People are cut to death.

"I'm going too far? I pursue the person I like, am I wrong?" Shao Xiaochuan was dissatisfied with Song Xiuyang's questioning, and retorted.

"Pursue the person you like?" Shao Xiaochuan's words were a ridiculous joke in Song Xiuyang's eyes.

"You use public opinion to get Cheng Qiao to accept you, but you don't want to be rejected by Cheng Qiao ruthlessly again, and then you know my relationship with Cheng Qiao, but you still want to provoke us. Is this what you keep saying you like? See? You will be happy when he rejects me? Your love may not be too despicable!"

"So what? Anyway, what's the use of talking about it now? He's already avoiding you. Do you think you can get along with him again?"

Shao Xiaochuan's distorted face is extremely disgusting.

Song Xiuyang told him with only a sliver of rationality, don't be as knowledgeable as these people.

Seeing that Song Xiuyang was silent, Shao Xiaochuan curled his lips into a smirk, and now he no longer looks like a good boy.

"Was it right? Painful?" After speaking, he laughed wantonly.

"Yes, it's pain, but what about you? Do you think you'll be happy? Do you think you'll be happy if your goal is achieved?" Song Xiuyang exhaled lightly, glanced at the door blocked by Shao Xiaochuan, and said again: " I'll write down your affairs for now, I don't want you to appear in front of Cheng Qiao again in the future."

Shao Xiaochuan roared angrily: "Why do you interfere with me? You are not as good as me with the current you. I have at least confessed my confession, but what about you? You coward!"

Song Xiuyang's last sliver of ideals were all obliterated by Shao Xiaochuan. He held on to Shao Xiaochuan's skirt, and said coldly, "Just because I have evidence of you spreading rumors, I remember that your department started to select exchange students. If my If you have a good memory, you have signed up, and if you are exposed at this time, do you think the teachers in your department will still consider you? And have you forgotten that my parents know the principal very well?"

Song Xiuyang's blatant threat defeated Shao Xiaochuan. He had heard about Song Xiuyang's family background a long time ago. The Song family was one of the four major families in the imperial capital, and his mother was the honorary chairman of the Imperial Capital Capital University. Entered the research institute of Peking University School of Medicine.

At this time, Shao Xiaochuan regretted it very much, he was really overwhelmed by love, why did he forget Song Xiuyang's resume.

Shao Xiaochuan looked at Song Xiuyang in trepidation, wanting to apologize and make amends, but isn't it too late now?

"Senior Song...I..." The defeated Shao Xiaochuan hesitated to speak.

Song Xiuyang looked at him coldly, and was about to say something more, but was interrupted by the ringing of the mobile phone.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Lu Minghui's call.

Song Xiuyang frowned, Lu Minghui would call at this time, and there was only one thing, that something happened to Cheng Qiao.

He answered the phone in a panic, and his voice sounded hoarse after talking for a long time, "Hello, what's the matter?"

"The medicine cabinet is in the cabinet on the left, and the drawer on the right has my new Band-Aid. How is his wound?"

"Okay, take a bottle of distilled water in the medicine box and help him clean the wound, and we'll talk about it when I come back."

Song Xiuyang hung up the phone nervously, and was about to leave when he saw Shao Xiaochuan blocking the door, thought for a while and said, "As long as you promise to disappear in front of Cheng Qiao from now on, I will act as if nothing happened. The choice is yours."

After speaking, push him away, open the door and leave.

Song Xiuyang came out of the back office and ran towards the dormitory, but his leg injury hadn't healed at all, and it was not easy for him to walk like a normal person, but now he had to run fast again, and the pain worsened.

Speaking of Cheng Qiao, Shao Xiaochuan's matter made him heartbroken, and in the afternoon he learned from Shao Xiaochuan that Song Xiuyang liked him, which was a bolt from the blue for him.

After he ran back to the dormitory alone, since Lu Minghui and Zheng Shaoyun were both in the dormitory, he could only suppress Song Xiuyang's matter.

But no matter how much he forced himself not to think about this issue for the time being, it didn't help. He was staring at the computer in a daze, trying to talk to the "bad guy", but at the critical moment, the "bad guy" lost the link.

Cheng Qiao was so upset that he forced himself to calm down, but Song Xiuyang's "concern" for him played back over and over again in his mind

Those intimate "concerns" pierced his heart like a thorn, making him unable to breathe.The brotherhood he always thought of was love in the eyes of others.

Cheng Qiao was really confused. He was angry and scared at the same time.

He was angry that Song Xiuyang didn't say anything, and he was even more angry that he didn't notice anything.

Song Xiuyang didn't personally admit that he likes him, so can he think that everything is Shao Xiaochuan's nonsense?

But the look in Song Xiuyang's eyes he saw before he ran away was clearly...

Cheng Qiao is in a mess. Why did this matter turn out like this now?

What should he do now?What should I do if I see Song Xiuyang?What should I do next?

Countless questions bothered him and made him upset.

While eating, Lu Minghui forced him to stuff him with a bowl of rice. Cheng Qiao, who was in a trance, was distracted while eating, and accidentally knocked over the soup that Lu Minghui handed over.

The soup was very hot and all dripped on Cheng Qiao's left hand. Cheng Qiao hurriedly ran to the faucet to pour water. Hearing that Lu Minghui was going to call Song Xiuyang, he quickly took a picture of him and snatched the phone. He didn't want to and accidentally smashed it in front of him. bowl.

He went left and right to pick up the broken porcelain bowl on the ground, and accidentally pricked his hand.

This is good, burns and bleeding.

Lu Minghui had no choice but to let Zheng Shaoyun take care of him regardless of Cheng Qiao's objection, and went outside to make a phone call.

When Lu Minghui came back, he hurriedly checked Cheng Qiao's wound. Fortunately, the bleeding from his finger wasn't deep and the soup wasn't too hot, so it was a false alarm.

Lu Minghui followed Song Xiuyang's sleep pattern, looking for the medicine box in front of Song Xiuyang's desk, and flipped through the band-aids in the drawer.

The impatient Lu Minghui misremembered the drawer. When he opened the drawer on the left, he saw a familiar harmonica, a cup used by Song Xiuyang, and a photo of Cheng Qiao at dusk.

Lu Minghui looked at my photo. It was the night after the military training, when Cheng Qiao played the harmonica alone on stage.

Lu Minghui didn't know why, so he quickly called Cheng Qiao, "Old Qiao, take a look, is this the harmonica you used? Why is it at Dad Yang's place!"

Cheng Qiao couldn't care about the pain in his hand, so he couldn't go up to check it. He was very familiar with this harmonica, and there were two cracks on the back. This was really the one performing the show, and the photo...

Cheng Qiao threw the harmonica and photos far away in Song Xiuyang's drawer like hiding from the plague.

He looked solemn, his lips were tightly pressed, and his face was stiff and ugly.

Lu Minghui was about to ask about the situation but was interrupted by Song Xiuyang who came back from outside in a panic.

"How is Cheng Qiao?"

The author has something to say: a small storm is coming~~ but it won't be too long~~