Senior help me chase him back

A week later, since the last time Cheng Qiao went to Song Xiuyang and was shown off, he never moved to find him again, and their matter was left silent in the silence of the two of them.

It rained heavily on Sunday, and Cheng Qiao, who had nothing to do, could only stay in the dormitory and check their phones all day.

Suddenly Lu Minghui and Zheng Shaoyun respectively received messages from Song Xiuyang to study abroad for three months. After receiving the text messages, they both looked at Cheng Qiao in unison.

Cheng Qiao was lazily lying on the bed playing games, not paying attention to the eyes of the two of them.

Lu Minghui and Zheng Shaoyun avoided Cheng Qiao and sent text messages in private. Together, they felt that Cheng Qiao should know about this matter. Even if they had a big enemy, they should know the location of the enemy.

Lu Minghui didn't dare to go, Zheng Shaoyun had no choice but to bite the bullet and handed his mobile phone to Cheng Qiao.

At first, Cheng Qiao was blocked by the mobile phone that Zheng Shaoyun inexplicably handed over, and when the game was over, he picked up his mobile phone and wanted to hit someone.

Zheng Shaoyun hurried to hide, and said, "Don't hit, don't hit, read the information first!"

Cheng Qiao opened Zheng Shaoyun's phone suspiciously, and when she saw the words Song Xiuyang, she couldn't calm down anymore.

What do you mean you have already confirmed the plane for tomorrow, and you still have to go for three months?

Cheng Qiao swipe up the phone screen full of doubts, seeing the news that Song Xiuyang is going to study abroad, he panicked for a moment.

He hurriedly used Zheng Shaoyun's mobile phone to express his confidence, "Who else?"

Song Xiuyang quickly gave out a list, and Cheng Qiao noticed that there was a person surnamed Du among them, so it's not hard to think who he is?

After seeing the news, he couldn't sit still anymore.

three months?Cheng Qiao thought of the handsome handsome man abroad, and Adu who admired Song Xiuyang, so she stood up from the bed and ran out the door without saying a word.

"Hey! It's raining outside, what are you going to do!" Lu Minghui's cry was long forgotten by Cheng Qiao.

He ran to the door of the dormitory door non-stop, looking at the heavy rain outside, hesitant.

What is he doing in the middle of the night?What is he crazy about?It's still raining outside!

But these rational thoughts have been suppressed by his strong sense of crisis.

Yes, Cheng Qiao felt a sense of crisis for the first time, the crisis of a lover who is about to leave him.

He came to the door of Song Xiuyang's house in spite of the rain. The rain slid down his cheeks, and his coat was already drenched. He opened his eyes in the rain with difficulty, looked at the door that was only a few feet away, and hesitated. .

He admitted that he could rush into the rain recklessly, and run all the way to the door of his house, but at the moment he stood at the door of his house, he didn't dare to knock on the door.

They had been having an awkward relationship for a month, and they only met twice, and the last time was a week ago.

What should he say when he sees him?What was he doing here impulsively?

not let him go?How is this possible? He was sent out by the school to study.

Or do you want to chat with him?Look at him like this, he doesn't look like him at all.

It wasn't until this moment that Cheng Qiao realized how ridiculous he was.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but the door of Song Xiuyang's house opened at the right time, and then Song Xiuyang came out of the house with an umbrella and a boy.

When they saw clearly that the person in front of them was Cheng Qiao, they were all shocked.

Song Xiuyang exclaimed in disbelief, "Cheng Qiao, why are you here!" and stopped the person who turned around and ran away.

He gave the umbrella to Adu, explained something, and strode towards Cheng Qiao.

For some reason, the moment Cheng Qiao called Adu to stop him, he didn't want to move his feet at all, he didn't want to leave at all.

Adu stood aside holding the umbrella tightly. Ever since Cheng Qiao appeared, his eyes never fell on Cheng Qiao's forehead.

He watched Cheng Qiao being awkwardly pulled into the house by Song Xiuyang, and watched the door close.

After Song Xiuyang brought Cheng Qiao in, he dragged him straight to the living room, but when Cheng Qiao passed the shoe cabinet at the entrance, he deliberately increased his strength with his hands, forcing Song Xiuyang to stop and look at him.

By this time he was drenched, dripping everywhere he went.

"Shoes, should I change my shoes?" Cheng Qiao said vaguely. In fact, he was already unconscious from the cold. His only source of warmth now was the hand holding him.

Cheng Qiao originally thought that Song Xiuyang would be merciful to him because he came to see him in the heavy rain, but who would have thought to choke him directly, "I didn't see you want to change your shoes last time."

"Hehe..." Cheng Qiao smiled awkwardly standing at the entrance.

"Come in, be careful to catch a cold."

When Cheng Qiao saw Adu coming out of Song Xiuyang's house at the door, he was really angry. He choked on him just now, and the little guilt left in his heart was temporarily thrown aside.

He didn't care about it, and sat down on Song Xiuyang's white sofa, and the sofa was soaked/wet by him in an instant, making you a clean freak!

Song Xiuyang saw Cheng Qiao's actions, his face was livid, and he walked back to his bedroom without saying a word.

When he came back again, he didn't speak, but pulled Cheng Qiao directly into his bedroom.

Being brought into the bedroom by Song Xiuyang, Cheng Qiao was a little excited, and some messy pictures flashed in his mind.

Just when his thoughts were wandering, Song Xiuyang opened the door of the bathroom and pushed him directly into the bathtub.

"Song Xiuyang, what are you doing!" Cheng Qiao fell in without paying attention.

Song Xiuyang didn't reply to him immediately, but just closed the bathroom door, and after opening it again, he had some extra clothes and towels in his hand.

"Take a bath first, and we'll talk after we finish."

He put the clothes and towels on the rack, closed the bathroom door, and left.

Cheng Qiao sat halfway in the bathtub, obediently took off his clothes and threw them into the laundry basket beside him. The warm breath filled his whole body, which relieved him a little from the freezing rain.

He ran in the bathtub for a long time, until the water in the bathtub changed from warm to cold.

He knows that he is running away now, because once he goes out, he will face to meet Song Xiuyang, and he will have to chat when they meet. He is not sure that he is really ready to be with Song Xiuyang, and he is not sure that Song Xiuyang is now What exactly is the idea.

Suddenly the door of the bathroom was opened, and Song Xiuyang appeared at the door with a cold face. He saw the person in the bathtub looking at him in horror, without hesitation, he went directly to him and squatted down, putting his hand into the bathtub.

It was cold, and the sadness between his brows deepened.

In Cheng Qiao's eyes, Song Xiuyang's series of actions was regarded as a restricted scene, and he quickly folded his arms and turned his back to someone.

Song Xiuyang automatically ignored his movements, brought the shower, adjusted the temperature, and sprinkled warm water on his back.

He said coldly, "Do you want me to help you, or do you wash it yourself?"

Cheng Qiao, who turned her back to Song Xiuyang, shuddered suddenly, "I am myself, I am fine."

Cheng Qiao took the shower from Song Xiuyang's hand in an awkward gesture, and Song Xiuyang looked at him for a while before leaving.

This time, Cheng Qiao didn't dare to think about it, because he could clearly see Song Xiuyang's figure from the frosted glass in the bathroom, he was watching himself taking a bath! !

Cheng Qiao quickly washed herself and changed into Song Xiuyang's clothes. To his surprise, his clothes fit so well.

He didn't have time to think about it, and rushed out of the bathroom with wet hair.

Song Xiuyang saw Cheng Qiao in a hurry, the anger between his brows dissipated a little, he got up helplessly and fetched a towel from the closet, pulled Cheng Qiao to sit by his bed, he stood behind him, and gently helped him rubbing hair.

"I..." Cheng Qiao hesitated to speak.

Song Xiuyang ignored his still cold appearance, took him out of the bedroom, let him sit on a chair in the dining room, brought a cup of hot ginger tea from the kitchen, put it in front of Cheng Qiao, and said lightly: "Drink this first. gone."

Cheng Qiao was obedient, and only then did he notice that he was using Song Xiuyang's cup.

After taking a bath and drinking ginger tea, the chill on Cheng Qiao's body finally dissipated. He rubbed the cup repeatedly, thinking about how to speak.

Song Xiuyang pulled up the chair opposite Cheng Qiao and sat down, staring at Cheng Qiao's hand, and asked, "Why did you come to see me?"

Cheng Qiao said, "Are you going abroad tomorrow?"

"Ah."

"It's not because of me, is it?" Cheng Qiao said this with some confidence.

"It's only a small part, the most important thing is academic requirements."

"With Adu?"

"Well, he's excellent."

"How long?" Cheng Qiao asked knowingly.

"Three months."

The two asked and answered like this. After a long time, Song Xiuyang looked at the time and got up, "If you have nothing else to do, I'll take you back."

"I'm not in a hurry. Look, it's raining too much outside." In fact, he wanted to say something else.

"I have a car."

"haha……"

Watching Song Xiuyang pick up the car, Cheng Qiao blamed himself for being too stupid, "I have something to tell you."

"Tell me," Song Xiuyang looked at him holding the key, his attitude was still tepid, and he even deliberately alienated him.

Cheng Qiao was not in a good mood. It wasn't that he didn't see the strangeness of Song Xiuyang tonight. He took a deep breath, mustered up the courage, and looked at Song Xiuyang fixedly, but the words changed from his mouth, "Your sofa, no I'm so sorry."

Song Xiuyang laughed at himself for no reason, "It's okay, let's go, I have to pack my things when I get back."

"Oh."

Cheng Qiao was forced to sit in Song Xiuyang's car and was taken downstairs by him. Cheng Qiao didn't say what he wanted to say until he saw the person driving and disappeared from his sight. In fact, he didn't know what he should say. What.

He returned to the dormitory disheartened, and when his roommates saw that he had changed into a suit of clothes and looked decadent, they knew that he had hit a wall with Song Xiuyang.

Cheng Qiao didn't bother to explain to them, she took her mobile phone and nestled back on the bed.

Lying on the bed, he stared at the word Song Xiuyang in a daze, did he want to say thank you, or return the clothes or something?

But after thinking about it, I just said, "Good night, and thank you."

Cheng Qiao originally wanted to wait for Song Xiuyang's reply, but he didn't wait until he fell asleep and woke up the next day when everyone received Song Xiuyang's farewell message and boarding message, but he didn't wait for the sentence "No thanks and Good night".

The author has something to say: The storm will pass soon~~~Sweetness is coming~~~~