On the second day of cohabitation, I proposed to break up

Throughout the night, Dong Yu buried his head in the quilt, and the words Song Xueman said before he left still echoed in his ears.

"I'm going to dream of me tonight, do you know?"

So, Dong Yu stayed up all night.

The next day, he came out of the room with two big dark circles under his eyes.

Because of his pale skin, he looked very striking.

Song Xueman was busy in the kitchen, when he heard the voice and looked up, he swept over Dongyu's haggard face, stopped his hands, frowned slightly, and asked, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Dong Yu's limbs were weak, and he lay lazily on the sofa, saying in a muffled voice, "No, I slept soundly."

"..." Song Xueman's pupils shrank slightly, she put down the things in her hand, and strode towards Dongyu in stride.

After a sleepless night, Dongyu's ears rang a little, but he didn't hear Song Xueman's footsteps.

Covering Dongyu's forehead with one hand, he heard Song Xueman say: "I'll warm you a cup of milk, after drinking, go to sleep for a while."

Dong Yu closed his eyes and nodded.

His head was heavy and he felt drowsy.

After drinking the milk and returning to the room, Dongyu felt drowsy after a while, and his consciousness soon sank into the deep sea.

Waking up at noon, Dong Yu rubbed his temples and sat up on the bed.

The sun was dancing on the floor, the dust was flying in the sun, and the weather was fine.

Dong Yu felt a little thirsty, and wanted to go to the living room to drink water, but turned around and found a glass of water on the bedside, with a small card next to it, which said: "Lemonade."

Song Xueman's lemonade tasted very light, and Dong Yu used to drink this most.

Opening the door, the sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard came from the living room.

Following the sound, Song Xueman was wearing white home clothes, a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and was writing something in front of the computer.

"Are you awake?" Song Xueman looked sideways at him, "Come here."

Dong Yu yawned, a drop of physiological tears overflowed from the corner of his eyes, "What are you doing?"

After approaching, Song Xueman pulled him to the sofa and sat down, found a file on the computer, and said: "You said before, the words I wrote for you are gone, I reorganized a copy, take a look, Is there anything missing?"

Dong Yu's eyes lit up, he shrank back from the sofa, sat on the floor, and swiped the computer screen on the coffee table.

He flipped from the last document to the first document, and suddenly saw a string of small characters written next to it, "This document was created on May 2021, 5".

"What does xww mean?" Dong Yu asked puzzled.

"Xianwenwang, a profitable material library."

"Oh." Dong Yu nodded with a vague understanding, feeling that the name sounded familiar, but couldn't remember it for a while.

When the mouse hovered over the string of dates behind, Dong Yu's eyes froze, he turned to Song Xueman blankly, and said, "Song Xueman, isn't this when we first met?"

Song Xueman was taken aback for a moment.

Dong Yu turned his head back, his eyes resting on the name of the document: "Love Letter"

This song is the first song Song Xueman gave to Dongyu after dating.

It turns out that Song Xueman wrote this song four years ago?

At that time, I had just met him.

"Song Xueman, you didn't have someone you liked at that time, did you?" Dong Yu asked frankly, without any intention of accusing him.

Couldn't it be that he snatched love by himself so that Song Xueman and that person could not be together?

fuck!

A crazy idea popped into Dong Yu's mind, the child that the senior sister in the second year of high school is carrying is really Song Xueman's, right?

Could it be that he broke them up?

No wonder Song Xueman has been refusing to be sincere to each other during the two years of dating, so it is because of this?

Song Xueman stared at the string of dates with a bit of astonishment in her eyes, as if she didn't expect that she would make mistakes in such a matter.

Seeing his expression, Dong Yu confirmed his thoughts.

"I'm sorry." Dong Yu's heart twitched and hurt, "You should have told me earlier."

Song Xueman realized that it was not good, so he asked, "Why do you apologize?"

"At that time, my sister was expelled from school, and you couldn't meet each other. Maybe I broke up with you."

Song Xueman looked at him in surprise, and said with a broken smile, "You think I like her?"

"Isn't it?"

Song Xueman said dumbfoundedly: "Are you stupid? I once said that these things are written for you."

Dong Yu frowned, "Why am I so stupid? We've only known each other for two days, why are you writing to me?"

Song Xueman's eyebrows twitched, and she laughed out of anger.

"What do you say?"

Dong Yu glared at him, "I'm not the roundworm in your stomach, how do I know?"

"I fell in love with you at first sight. From the first time I caught you, I liked you. Can't you see it?"

Dong Yu seemed to be struck by lightning, looked at Song Xueman foolishly, and said incredulously, "Say it again?"

"I like you. I fell in love with you two years before you confessed to me."

"You are talking nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense."

"Then why are you pretending you don't know me?"

Song Xueman lowered her eyebrows and said flatly, "I'm not happy that you are so popular."

"Huh?" Dong Yu wrinkled his face, "I'm welcome?"

Song Xueman pursed her lower lip, "Why do you think others bring you milk tea? Why do you think others block you at the school gate? Why do you think others give you gifts on Valentine's Day?"

"Stop it, no one gave me a present on Valentine's Day."

"In the Spring Festival of 2022, on February 2th, Lu Cang invites you to watch a movie. After watching the movie, he takes you to catch a doll. You really want that bumblebee, but Lu Cang didn't catch it. Someone caught him later. Bumblebee gave it to you."

"So?" Dong Yu remembered such a thing, but he didn't know what Song Xueman meant when he mentioned it.

"That person is me."

"Not you. I remember him, but he's not you."

Song Xueman said quietly: "He is my driver."

Dong Yu was stunned for a moment, and then asked in puzzlement, "Then why didn't you send it over yourself?"

"I..." Song Xueman hesitated to speak.

"How are you?"

"nothing."

"Then what are you telling me to do now?"

Song Xueman narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Xu Wenguan is right, you have to be straightforward when getting along with you, otherwise you won't know what I mean at all."

Dong Yu blushed, "Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense, so let me ask you, do you believe that I really like you now?"

Dong Yu looked away, trying to stand up from the ground, "I don't know."

Song Xueman pressed his shoulder, "Dongyu, tell me quickly, make me happy."

"One..." Dong Yu felt that the place he was touching was very hot, and her heart beat faster involuntarily. Seeing Song Xue's expectant eyes, Dong Yu bit the bullet and said, "A little bit."

"A little bit?"

"Um……"

Song Xueman hooked him into his arms, "A little bit makes me happy."

Dong Yu forgot to struggle.

If Song Xueman liked Dongyu from the beginning, why would he never show his true self in front of Dongyu? Why did he pretend?

What is he trying to hide?

"Are you hungry? I'm going to cook, you can take a look."

"it is good."

After lunch, the two went out to buy a computer.

As soon as he left the gate of the community, he saw an old man squatting outside the gate, frowning and smoking.

Dong Yu glanced at it, and it looked familiar.

He bumped into Song Xueman beside him, and said, "Is that the leader of the haunted house?"

Song Xueman stared, "Yes."

"What is he here for?" Dong Yu asked suspiciously, and the leader of the class turned his head to look over. He seemed to have been squatting for a long time, and he was dressed thickly, so his forehead was covered with sweat.

He grinned, his whole face was wrinkled, and ran up to the two of them flatteringly, "Brother, do you still remember me?"

Dong Yu and Song Xueman looked at each other, Dong Yu said: "I have already paid you the money, what else is there?"

"Harmful." The big brother in charge waved the cigarette in his hand, and the smoke flew in front of Dongyu, and he frowned and waved it twice in the air.

Song Xueman cast a sidelong glance at the leader, and said nonchalantly, "Put out the cigarette."

The big brother in charge had a silly smile on his face, which was quite different from yesterday's attitude. He hurriedly bent down to put out the cigarette on the ground, then got up and said to Dong Yu: "I reflected on it all night yesterday, you young people like to play exciting things, yes I'm old, and I can't keep up with my thinking. After this night, I feel that what I did was wrong, and I shouldn't let you lose money, let alone fire you."

He listed a lot of nonsense, Dong Yu didn't understand what he meant.

"So, I'd like to ask you to keep going back to work, okay?"

"Huh?" Dong Yu looked at him suspiciously.

"Of course, I will return all the money you lost before, and I will double your wages. What do you think?"

Dong Yu looked at him incredulously, and said, "Are you crazy from sleep?"

The big brother who led the class said with an embarrassed face: "Didn't you read Weibo?"

Dong Yu shook his head, "I didn't see it."

Song Xueman took out the phone, turned it over a few times, and then put the phone in front of Dong Yu.

The big brother who led the class explained: "After you left yesterday, someone posted your photo on Weibo, the one of you two hugging at the door of the haunted house." He pointed to Song Xueman, "Brother, someone said You look very similar to the boyfriend of Feiyu, so I said you might be Feiyu, yesterday a lot of people came to the amusement park to break into the haunted house, but I fired you, and they all wanted to refund your tickets."

"The headmaster scolded me bloody and told me to find you back. I asked your friends and found the address. Your friends said they listened to you. If you want to go back, they will go back. Brother , look, are you willing to go back?"

Dong Yu shook his head, telling the truth: "I don't really want to."

It would be too troublesome to be recognized.

The big brother in charge saw his concerns, "Are you afraid of being recognized? Don't worry, I will ask the makeup artist to apply a thicker powder on you, so that no one will recognize you. To be honest, they are not all here for you. Yes, some people find the way of scaring is very novel and want to find excitement.”

Before Dong Yu could speak, Song Xueman beside him said first, "No, it's not good for the skin."

"Don't worry! I will definitely buy the best powder for you to use. If it doesn't work, I will buy some more skin care products for you?"

Seeing that Dongyu was still shaking his head, the leader of the class had an idea, "Don't you want to experience life? The haunted house is a place where you can see all kinds of things in the world, young man, are you sure you don't want to try it? Try to earn money by yourself The taste of life? Isn’t this what you come to experience life for?”

Dong Yu was taken aback by him, "Then what should I do if I kick something bad next time?"

"Ham, what's the matter? You can kick as much as you want. It's not expensive. I just want to test you."

"Test us for what?"

The big brother in charge: "..." I just said casually, why does this kid take it seriously?

Dong Yu was a little undecided, he looked at Song Xueman next to him, and said, "Do you want to go back?"

"I can do it."

The corners of Song Xue's mouth curled into a half-smile, and she said to the supervisor, "Twice the salary? It doesn't seem reasonable."

Because of Dongyu, the number of visitors to the amusement park has doubled several times, and this amusement park only sells full tickets, and many people only want to play in the haunted house when they come in, which is why a large number of ticket refunds have been caused.

The big brother who led the class thought that they were young and didn't understand these things, so he wanted to fool around, but now it seems that he is too confident.

"Then you say, how many times is appropriate?"