Senior help me chase him back

When Lu Minghui mentioned it, Cheng Qiao remembered that he still owed Song Xiuyang a cup, "Senior, I will pay you when I go back tomorrow."

Song Xiuyang didn't care, picked up the cup in Lu Minghui's hand, took a sip, and signaled to Cheng Qiao, "There's no need to pay for the cup, we're even."

Everyone's jaws dropped in shock.

"Hehe..." Cheng Qiao rubbed her earrings and laughed dryly. This is a life even.

"What were you all busy with just now?" Song Xiuyang ignored everyone's eyes and looked at Lu Minghui.

Lu Minghui: "Hey, it's the evening show. The big guy is going to get in touch after cleaning up the housework. Old Qiao, please accompany my dad first, bah! Accompany Senior Song for a while, and I will pack up first."

When the people around heard it, they also hurriedly dispersed.

Cheng Qiao watched everyone busy everywhere, fearing that Song Xiuyang would feel bored, she picked up a harmonica beside the bed and said, "Senior, why don't we go for a walk, and meet up at the playground when they get better."

Just as Song Xiuyang had this intention, he got up to bid farewell to everyone, and left with Cheng Qiao.

They left with their front feet, and the dormitory exploded with their back feet.

"Damn! I really saw a living person. Didn't it mean that he is very cold and doesn't like to talk to people? How come he has such a good relationship with you."

"I heard that Song Xiuyang is notoriously obsessed with cleanliness. You gave him Cheng Qiao's cup? How dare you!"

"..."

Lu Minghui and Zheng Shaoyun looked at each other, "Are you sure you are talking about Song Xiuyang?"

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As the sun set, two handsome teenagers walked side by side on the troop path.

The afterglow of the sunset did not hesitate to cover them with a layer of golden gauze.

Cheng Qiao raised her eyebrows slightly, attracted by Song Xiuyang's side face. Somewhere, the breeze blew, and the soft hair on his forehead floated up, drawing an elegant arc in the air.

Exquisite facial features, fair skin like a thousand-year-old ancient jade, flawless, pale, slightly transparent, but also has a cold touch.

There is always a curve around his lips, and there is a kind of deep pampering in his beauty and coquettishness.

Cheng Qiao stared at him in a daze, and tripped over the stone in front of him.

"Be careful!" Song Xiuyang stretched out his hand to support the person with quick eyesight, and after Cheng Qiao stood up, he took a half step back a little, his thin lips parted slightly, and his tone was a little more loving and helpless, "Look at the road."

"Yeah." Cheng Qiao touched his earlobe subconsciously, what's with his thumping heartbeat?

Song Xiuyang held a faint smile, saw his little movements in his eyes, and his eyes paused on his hands for a while, "You know how to blow this?"

Cheng Qiao paused, then said with a smile, "Well, I've learned a little bit."

"Is there a performance tonight?" Song Xiuyang's eyes, which were stained by the afterglow, were shining with self-evident surprise.

"Well, because I was temporarily pulled out to recharge, and I couldn't find the instrument, I asked the instructor for this."

Song Xiuyang stopped, turned around and looked at the unruly young man beside him, suddenly looking forward to it, "Blow it to me?"

"Okay, what do you want to hear, senior?"

"What will you blow?"

Cheng Qiao thought for a while, "Anything simple is fine."

"Or just the song you performed."

"Okay." Cheng Qiao agreed with a smile.

Under the afterglow, Cheng Qiao gently pressed the harmonica to her lips, closed her eyes calmly, and listened to her own music attentively.

Song Xiuyang, who was standing beside him, slowly approached him. The usually unruly boy was now like an elegant prince, calm and confident.

Melodious notes flowed out of his mouth one by one, he was more like a young man with magic skills, turning the setting sun in the west into the rising sun in the east.

He has a high nose, thin lips, and sword-like eyebrows flying slantingly into a few strands of black hair at the corners of his temples.

Song Xiuyang couldn't help but raised his hand to brush away his messy hair. When his slender, white fingers touched his temples, they slowly slid down the knife-like contour until they came to his lips.

The red lips were clinging to the mouth of the piano and were constantly moving. Song Xiuyang suddenly wanted to get closer and touch the red lips that blew out an intoxicating tune.

The music stopped abruptly, and the harmonica on his lips was taken down.Cheng Qiao stared deeply at him with her big dark eyes.

Two people, get closer, get closer...

"Senior, senior..."

Cheng Qiao's anxious voice came to his ears, and Song Xiuyang woke up violently.

He subconsciously glanced at the positions of the two of them, and then quickly glanced at the hands in his trouser pockets, only then did he realize that he was out of his mind just now.

"Senior, are you okay?"

"It's okay." He coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

I trained a step on the side of the road to sit down.

"Deep love?" After a long time, Song Xiuyang finally calmed down and asked him about the song.

"Well, you can't play well? Let the seniors laugh at you."

"Where, very good."

Song Xiuyang's eyes accidentally fell on Cheng Qiao's thin lips, "Will it hurt if you blow too much?" Song Xiuyang pointed to his lips.

"Actually, it's okay. Is the senior interested? Do you want to give it a try?"

Seeing the harmonica pushed in front of him, Song Xiuyang couldn't help but frowned, "There's no need to go back, I'll just listen to you playing."

Cheng Qiao put the harmonica back, but didn't notice the intense look in Song Xiuyang's eyes.

Cheng Qiao glanced at the time, saw Song Xiuyang who was sitting, and naturally stretched out his right hand.

"Senior, shall we continue?"

"Okay." Song Xiuyang stared at his hand for a long time, finally stretched out his hand, held it, and got up.

When the two of them walked to the playground, the bonfire party had already started. Looking at the students laughing and playing together, Cheng Qiao gave up being with them, but stood beside Song Xiuyang quietly watching everything in front of her.

Maybe it was because of the bonfire at night, Cheng Qiao looked sideways at Song Xiuyang, but he always felt that tonight he was a little different from before, his deserted eyes were much softer than before, and even his speech was unusually gentle.

That night, Cheng Qiao was the last representative of the freshmen and performed a melody at the finale.

Song Xiuyang, who had already heard the song, was still staring at him seriously on the stage.

He held up his mobile phone like those fans beside him, and took pictures of him who was dazzling.

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The next day, the large troops returned to the campus.

This year's National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival are two days apart, and the long holiday has been extended from seven days to ten days.

But Cheng Qiao and Lu Minghui had to listen to their parents and return home obediently.

However, their home and school are in the same city, and returning home is as easy as going back to school.

Good gay friend Lu Minghui has already invited his girlfriend to celebrate the National Day together.

Cheng Qiao, as a single dog, consciously stays at home to carry out his grand ambitions.

Open the game, great, "bad guy" is online.

Loli who loves handsome guys: Hello handsome guy, I'm Drowning Fish's friend.

Cheng Qiao looked at the screen and thought for a while, then decisively deleted the words.

Lolita who loves handsome guys: Hello.

He issued it with satisfaction.

Soon, I got a reply of "bad guy".

Bad guy: hello.

Cheng Qiao shook her head, she's not cute at all, I really don't know how my ex-wife fell in love with you.

Lolita who loves handsome guys: Can we form a team together?

Bad guy: Good.

Cheng Qiao and the bad guy quickly teamed up to enter the game. I have to say that playing the dungeon with the "bad guy" is just a word "cool". Take everything with a sling.

The friendly side is so strong, he can't justify it without salty fish.

Just like the Bai Ze beast that the two of them beat up violently in front of them, the attack power and defense power are all above five stars.

Cheng Qiao's female number is a pharmacist dressed in purple. Apart from being able to add blood to cure her friends, she seems to have no defensive ability.

However, under the protection of good people, they were able to defeat the guardian beast, the Baize beast. It was enjoyable to watch, let alone operate it.

That's right, this guy is amazing again, those black eyes naturally reveal the joy of winning the game.

Lolita who loves handsome guys: Brother, it’s not bad. You really deserve to be the number one god on the ranking list. You don’t need to react when you see it today. Please bring #表面包，我就已脚很很#

Bad guy: Okay, let's call "Drowning Fish" next time, let's go together.

Lolita who loves handsome guys: He, I guess you still have a grudge for poaching his corner.

Bad Guy: You know all about this.

Cheng Qiao was secretly delighted.

Lolita who loves handsome guys: Of course, no one in this server knows.

Bad Guy: Misunderstanding Misunderstanding

Lolita who loves handsome guys: Don't explain, I understand.

Lolita who loves handsome guys: Brother, let's run another game?

Bad guy: OK

All morning, Cheng Qiao was running missions with the bad guy. This guy is really good, but Cheng Qiao gritted his teeth with hatred while admiring him.

"You said you are doing something wrong, why are you greening me!"

Lolita who loves handsome guys: Brother, it’s getting late and I’m going to eat, can I save the Penguin number?Or a mobile phone number.

Cheng Qiao took a deep breath, and his calm heart suddenly became agitated. He closed his eyes and clicked the mouse to send the words.

Soon, I got a reply from the bad guy.

Bad guy: Penguin: @$*.Mobile phone number: 1$*#&#&#

"No way!" Cheng Qiao rubbed her eyes, she couldn't believe that the bad guy didn't reject him, and sent both numbers.

"Is it really that easy?"

Cheng Qiao stared at the bad guy's cell phone number for a long time, and he found that the cell phone number that the bad guy gave him was an unfamiliar number, not the one he knew before.

Lolita who loves handsome guys: Brother, are you so generous that you are sure what you gave me is true?

Bad guy: Give me your cell phone number.

Cheng Qiao thought for a while, and sent out her university's new mobile phone number.

After a while, his mobile phone received a WeChat friend request.

"excellent!"

Cheng Qiao quickly changed her WeChat name to the game account Ai Shuai Luo Li.

Pressing has passed, and plus the other side.

Bad guy: It's me.

Lolita who loves handsome guys: Yes.

Bad guy: This is my WeChat, you can contact me if you have urgent matters, but I only send messages, no voice or video.

Lolita who loves handsome guys: Okay, I also have the same intention, #表情包，一拍相合#

Loli who loves handsome guys: Brother, I'll go to dinner first, next time I'll make an appointment!

Bad guy: Good.

Cheng Qiao saved the phone number and exited the game.Picking up the house key, he muttered, "It's a bit simple."

The bad guy solved it, he started to solve the most difficult problem, and it was almost lunch time, his mother and father were not at home because they were going to attend the wedding of a friend's son, so his lunch became a big problem.

Cheng Qiao thought for a while and picked up the phone, Zheng Shaoyun went home, and Lu Minghui was on a date, so he had no choice but to ask Song Xiuyang who lived in the same city out.

"Hey, senior, it's me, Cheng Qiao. Well, I want to ask you out for dinner. Okay, I'll go to the city library to find you!"

Cheng Qiao simply changed her clothes at home, and went out refreshed.

When Cheng Qiao came to the city library, Song Xiuyang had been waiting at the gate for a long time.

Seeing Cheng Qiao getting off the taxi, Song Xiuyang just wanted to step forward, but was stopped by a girl behind him.

"Song Xiuyang, what a coincidence, you're here too." The girl standing opposite Song Xiuyang was sweet and charming, with beautiful long hair in a shawl and a long white dress, making her even more elegant and charming.

Song Xiuyang's mind was not on her, he only responded perfunctorily, then turned to look at the boy who was walking.

Cheng Qiao was dressed as casually as usual today, with a simple dark blue shirt and khaki casual trousers, with one hand lazily put in his pocket.

Song Xiuyang stared at his slightly exposed collarbone shirt, and sometimes he was obsessive-compulsive, wishing he could step forward, hold him down, and button him properly.

"Senior!" Cheng Qiao quickly found Song Xiuyang at the door of the library, and quickly came to his side.

He was a little surprised to see the shy girl standing beside Song Xiuyang.

"Senior, you didn't say you would bring your family!"

The girl next to Song Xiuyang blushed because of Cheng Qiao's joking words.

"Hello, my name is Xiao Jingchu, and I'm Song Xiuyang's classmate." The shy yet welcoming look in his eyes made it difficult not to misunderstand.

Song Xiuyang was worthy of being the flower of Lao Gao, facing such a lovely girl, he didn't change his expression and showed no pity.

"Here we are, let's go." Song Xiuyang pulled Cheng Qiao away as if no one was there.

Cheng Qiao glanced at Xiao Jingchu who was laughing awkwardly behind him, "Senior, she..."

Song Xiuyang said frankly: "I just met here, not an acquaintance."

Xiao Jingchu: "..." wanted to cry but had no tears.