Senior help me chase him back

It takes four to 10 minutes to take a taxi from the city center to Cheng Qiao's house. Cheng Qiao and Song Xiuyang hailed a taxi on the side of the road. After getting in the car, they each sat in a corner of the back seat.

Cheng Qiao leaned against the window and watched the passing vehicles, while Song Xiuyang sat aside, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Ten minutes passed, and the two of them didn't say a word except that Cheng Qiao had just reported his home address to the driver.

To Cheng Qiao's surprise, he didn't feel embarrassed, on the contrary, he enjoyed the peace at this moment.

The high-rise buildings and neon lights disappeared in bursts, and the further south the car went, the darker the surrounding environment became.

Cheng Qiao looked at the platform not far away, and suddenly realized that he didn't know Song Xiuyang's address, and he didn't even know if Song Xiuyang would send him on the way or not.

Cheng Qiao looked away from the window with some anxiety, and looked at the people around him who closed their eyes and rested their minds. He seemed to like to sleep when he was bored. It was like this in the Internet cafe, and it still is like this now.

"Senior?"

Cheng Qiao's soft probing woke up Song Xiuyang. Song Xiuyang raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the person staring at him.

The thin lips parted slightly, revealing a slight smile, "What's wrong?"

The voice was low and a little lazy, but it made people's heart flutter when they heard it.

"Where is your home? Is it wrong for you to send me back?"

From Cheng Qiao's cautious tone, Song Xiuyang read a little bit of life.

He didn't like Cheng Qiao treating him like this.

Song Xiuyang withdrew his gaze and looked out the window, as if deliberately teasing him, "Well, it's not on the way."

Cheng Qiao felt more and more embarrassed, thought for a while and said, "Is this far from your home? Why don't you get out of the car now?" After saying this, he felt a little regretful.

Song Xiuyang chuckled, and continued to close his eyes, "Forget it, it's already very far away, and no matter how far it is, it won't be far away."

The atmosphere in the car dropped to freezing point in an instant, and Cheng Qiao could only sit aside obediently.

Time passed by, Song Xiuyang didn't want to talk to him anymore, and Cheng Qiao kept cursing the culprit Lu Minghui in his heart.

The taxi stopped at the north gate of Beijing University of Technology, and Cheng Qiao and Song Xiuyang got out of the car one after another.

Cheng Qiao was a little surprised to see Song Xiuyang who got off the car with her.

"Senior, aren't you leaving?" Cheng Qiao pointed to the taxi that had gone away.

"Didn't I want to take you home?" Song Xiuyang paused, looking at the gate of Beijing Institute of Technology facing them, "Aren't you home yet?"

Cheng Qiao followed Song Xiuyang's gaze and only nodded, "It seems so."

"Let's go." Song Xiuyang left a sentence and walked towards the school.

The two walked on the campus of Beijing University of Technology one after the other. Cheng Qiao looked at Song Xiuyang who was walking in front, feeling a little moved in his heart.

If it is simply by car, he can go home, but his family lives in the family courtyard of Beijing Institute of Technology, which is close to the west side of the north gate of Beijing Institute of Technology, and taxis are not allowed to enter.

There is a very narrow road from the north gate of Beijing Institute of Technology to the family courtyard. The street lights there are relatively dim, and even a few places have been damaged.

Because there are two rows of sycamore trees on both sides of the road, it feels a little quiet and gloomy. It’s okay on weekdays, but now it’s a holiday, and there are very few people passing by at night. It’s hard to imagine how weird that road is.

Cheng Qiao followed Song Xiuyang with his head down, when the person in front suddenly stopped, causing Cheng Qiao, who was unaware, to rush into his arms.

The tip of his nose suddenly touched Song Xiuyang's chin, and Cheng Qiao cried out in pain, because he was busy dodging, he didn't pay attention to the electric car coming behind him.

"careful!"

Song Xiuyang pulled him into his arms with sharp eyes and quick hands, and the sudden closeness made the two standing opposite each other slightly taken aback.

Song Xiuyang quickly withdrew his hand and looked at the other party with some embarrassment, but Cheng Qiao was still calm and did not recover from the brief accident just now.

After a long time, in order to cover up the embarrassment, Cheng Qiao first broke the weird atmosphere, "Why did the senior stop just now?"

"Oh, I don't know the way to your house."

Cheng Qiao looked up and realized that they were standing at a fork in the road.

"Oh, the one on the left, that leads to the student dormitory." After explaining, Cheng Qiao took the first step towards the path on the left.

Song Xiuyang followed, and after taking a look around, he seemed to understand why Cheng Qiao needed someone to send him off, "I'm very surprised that you will be admitted to Beijing University."

"Huh?" Cheng Qiao didn't know why, so she stopped and looked at him.

"Your home is at Beijing Institute of Technology."

"Well, how should I put it, for the two of you." Cheng Qiao put his hands in his trouser pockets, forgetting the embarrassment just now, and pretended to be relaxed.

"Two people?" Song Xiuyang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"My mother is an adult, and there is another one who can be regarded as a friend."

Song Xiuyang stopped where he was, with a curious look on his face.

Cheng Qiao walked a few steps, looked back at Song Xiuyang who was following, and said calmly, "Forget it, there is nothing more embarrassing than me now, it's okay to tell the senior."

Standing side by side with Song Xiuyang, Cheng Qiao motioned to him, "Talk while talking?"

Song Xiuyang smiled slightly and said, "Well, we're talking and chatting."

"My parents are teachers at the University of Science and Technology. If I apply for the University of Science and Technology, I will definitely be under their noses. Therefore, I will look far away."

"That's true, no one wants to attend classes with their parents." Song Xiuyang agreed, "What about the other person?"

Cheng Qiao touched her earlobe in embarrassment. How should I put it? It was a little hard to say, "A friend from the game, he is in Beijing University."

Song Xiuyang paused for a second, quickly turned his face to look like Cheng Qiao, and asked tentatively, "Is it that bad guy?"

At the moment of asking the question, Song Xiuyang's heart was beating non-stop. He clenched his hands subconsciously, and his deep eyes were fixed on Cheng Qiao's red lips, looking forward to his answer.

Cheng Qiao lowered his head and looked at his feet. Because Song Xiuyang was around, he didn't pay attention to the darkness around him.

"Well, he didn't use that name before." Cheng Qiao walked leisurely by the side of the road, and when she lifted her foot, she felt a small stone beside her, and without hesitation, she raised her leg and kicked the small stone out.

"Starry Sky and Dust House." Song Xiuyang answered silently in his heart.

"Xingkong Chenshe." Cheng Qiao turned around and stared at Song Xiuyang, with a hint of helplessness on her white face, "Senior, isn't that a nice name?"

Song Xiuyang just stood there and stared at him blankly, those deep eyes were surprised, pleasantly surprised, and a little at a loss.

"It sounds good." He suppressed the urge to step forward, held his breath and asked questions that made his heart beat faster.

"Why him?"

"We used to have a good time together, and we also left contact information. Originally, we were going to meet Ji half a year ago. Who knew he broke the appointment, and he disappeared since then."

Cheng Qiao seemed to answer casually, but the space in her heart that carried the past of the two was gradually being surrounded by fog.

He raised his head and wanted to gaze at the bright moon, but the bright moon that was about to reunite was covered by the branches of the towering trees in front of him.

The faint moonlight sprinkled on his face through the branches, showing more helplessness and less delusion.

"Starry Sky and Dust House" was his playmate for a year, although the two had never met, but the kind of mutual affection made him regard him as one of his own.

But he broke the appointment for no reason, disappeared suddenly, changed his name half a year later and came back suddenly, and fell in love with him again when he came back, all of this really seemed like a dream.

Cheng Qiao raised her head and fell into deep thought, ignoring the reactions of the people around her.

Song Xiuyang held his hands tightly, put his hands in his trouser pockets seemingly indifferently, and walked to the opposite of Cheng Qiao step by step in the dim light, his eyes were shining, staring at the person in front of him.

"What happened later? There must be a reason why you want to come to Beijing University to find him."

Cheng Qiao looked back, looked at Song Xiuyang with a smile, and rubbed the tip of her nose in embarrassment, "No, it just hurts to be missed, so I wanted to teach him a lesson, but I didn't realize it until I arrived at Beijing University. I only knew that he was I don't know anything about the rest at Peking University."

Cheng Qiao sighed in disappointment and continued walking forward.

"You...you like him?" Song Xiuyang finally tried to ask that suffocating question after being calm for a long time.

As if hearing the biggest joke in the world, Cheng Qiao stopped and looked at Song Xiuyang with a funny smile, "How is that possible."

"Why is it impossible?" Song Xiuyang asked back.

Cheng Qiao replied subconsciously: "How could I like men."

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