I don't want to like you, can I?

Sikong Bingye's gaze was as cold as ever, falling on his body, quite uncomfortable, Ye Qiyang forced himself to look at him: "You...why are you here?"

"I followed you here."

"Follow me?"

"Your name is Ye Qiyang?"

Ye Qiyang opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.Tens of thousands of imaginations about the scene of getting along are not as good as being caught off guard by an unexpected question.

Didn't even know the name, could do that kind of thing, maybe Sikong Bingye also regarded it as a ridiculous game.

Heart suddenly ached, his body became more and more tense, his eyes moved to the side to cover the fragility in his eyes, and he finally replied: "Yes."

"Have we met before?"

Ye Qiyang looked at the suspicious person in shock, his body trembling uncontrollably: "You, what did you say?"

"Have we met somewhere before?" The cold repetition without emotion was even more unbearable compared to Ye Qiyang's blandness.

Ye Qiyang clenched his fists against the wall behind him, barely standing still, trying to find a trace of his own temperature in Sikong Bingye's pupils filled with cold, but unfortunately there was none.

How should I excuse him?

Also, he was drunk that day and it's normal not to remember.But the feeling in his chest was tearing and uncontrollable.

Why do you care so much? Haven't you already been in pain?He doesn't remember, it should be a good thing for him.In this way, no one can know his unbearable thoughts, and in this way, in front of Jian Yue, he doesn't have to work so hard to hide it.

Isn't this the best outcome?Why, why is there an urge to question this person?Wanting to scold him recklessly, wanting to throw his fist at him, tell him how he ruined himself, how he almost drove himself to a dead end, and why did he try to obliterate him with such an understatement of deja vu? everything!

"We've met before, haven't we?" Still asking.

"No, we haven't met." I just had a nightmare, and it happened that the main character of the dream was the person I once had a crush on.Now, after waking up from the dream, everything should be over, that's all.

It was almost time for class, and the students rushed to the classroom. Ye Qiyang stopped looking at the people who were staring at him, and turned to leave, but was grabbed and held against the wall.

"Tell me, where did we meet?"

"I said I haven't seen it, don't you understand!"

It is rare for Ye Qiyang and Sikong Bingye to enter the classroom together. The two of them always treat each other as strangers, so everyone believes that this is just a coincidence, especially when they came in with the bell ringing.

"Qiyang, why did you come?" Jian Yue asked in a low voice.

"There are too many people queuing for the bathroom." Ye Qiyang took out his textbook and notes, "You made progress today."

"Ah?" The inexplicable sentence made Jian Yue startled.

"When Sikong Bingye walked from the door to the seat, your eyes were not on him."

"Ah? I..." Being punctured so mercilessly, Jian Yue felt her face burning hot.But after thinking about it, something was wrong, since I am not a girl, why am I so shy.

Ye Qiyang shook his head in disappointment: "It seems that it is not progress, but regress."

Jian Yue knew that she couldn't say it, so she muttered softly: "I'm looking at you."

A lot of things happened during this break, and Jian Yue couldn't see anything about Ye Qiyang. When she thought about it many years later, Jian Yue realized that maybe since Sikong Bingye appeared, he had become a person who was destined to hurt Ye Qiyang. The man from the ocean.

After evening self-study, Ye Qiyang took the lead back to the dormitory, washed up, and went straight to bed.

As soon as Meng Kang entered the door, he ran to his bedside, chattering and talking endlessly.Ye Qiyang lay on his side with his back facing him, silent.

Maybe he got used to it, but he still talked vigorously, until Sikong Bingye finished washing and replaced him, finally he calmed down.

"Qiyang, why did you go to bed so early today?" Meng Kang hurriedly cleaned up, then ran over to push Ye Qiyang, "Tell me what you have been doing these nights."

Ye Qiyang still ignored him.

Meng Kang continued to push, with more and more strength, and finally directly forced Ye Qiyang over and shook him hard.

Ye Qiyang frowned and opened his eyes.

"My ancestor, you've slept like this in just a few minutes. I've never seen you sleep like this." Meng Kang smiled and approached him, "What's the matter, are you exhausted these days?"

Ye Qiyang pushed Meng Kang away and sat up.

Meng Kang put his hand on his shoulder: "Dude, let's share."

"Share what?"

"Why are you pretending to be stupid, of course it's...hehe..." Meng Kang smiled wretchedly.

Of course, Ye Qiyang could see the meaning in that smile. If it was normal, he might not care about it, and he knew that Meng Kang had no other intentions. But now he was in a bad mood and confused. Meng Kang kicked off the bed: "Go away!"

Turned over and lay down, pulled the quilt to cover his head.

Meng Kang froze for a moment, never expecting such a big reaction from him.Although he was usually quite serious, and he was even a little scared occasionally, but everyone was full of blood after all, and he was a boarding student who didn't come home all day and night.

"Hey, Qiyang, are you not angry?"

"..." There was no sound.

"Hey, buddy, why are you so stingy? Let me talk casually. You are not happy to talk about this topic. Let's change it!" Ye Qiyang tugged at the corner of the quilt.

Ye Qiyang lifted the quilt and was about to get angry when he saw Sikong Bingye on the opposite bed staring at him with searching eyes.He took a deep breath: "Meng Kang, I want to sleep, can I?"

"Sleep so soon, don't talk any more?"

"You can talk to him."

"Him? Then I'll sleep."

It was finally quiet.

Ye Qiyang curled up and lay on his side on the bed, intense pain hit him one after another, and under the cover of darkness, he became more and more unbearable, and it was even more unbearable than when he was forced to do so.

It turned out that everything was no match for that person's forgetting.

"Qi Yang, what do you think Bing Ye is looking at?" Jian Yue stared at Sikong Bing Ye for a long time and couldn't help but turn around and ask.

"……"no sound.

"Qiyang?" Jian Yue touched Ye Qiyang.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qiyang was in a daze since the end of get out of class, and his posture had not changed for 5 minutes.

"Look at Bing Ye, he does this every day..."

"Qiyang, let me tell you, today...wow!" Meng Kang rushed over excitedly, and when he saw Ye Qiyang, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "What's wrong with you, you stayed up all night last night? Didn't you sleep well?" Is it earlier than me?"

"That's right, Qi Yang, why are your dark circles so heavy?"

"You just saw it?" Meng Kang was puzzled, "You are so close to him, you don't even look at him?"

"I...I..." Jian Yue didn't know how to answer for a while.

Meng Kang realized something, and quickly added a sentence: "Yue, such a beautiful face, it's a pity not to see it, you should look at him more often in the future, you know?"

"Huh? Oh."

"What did you just say?"

"Qiyang, I want to tell you... that..." Forgot, "Let's talk about it at noon."

In the last class in the morning, the teacher had just said "get out of class is over", before the words finished, Meng Kang had already rushed in front of Ye Qiyang, and left without hesitation.

"What?" Ye Qiyang struggled.

"Eat." Meng Kang didn't let anyone go, and shouted to Jian Yue who was stunned behind him, "Yue, let's go."

"Oh." Jian Yue quickly followed.

"Let me go." Ye Qiyang shook off Meng Kang and tidied up his wrinkled school uniform, "You guys go first, I haven't finished tidying up my notes yet."

"Come back and do it."

Ye Qiyang ignored him and went back to the classroom.

Meng Kang was not reconciled: "Qiyang, you said that you get up and run faster than a rabbit in the morning, I didn't see you at all. Now you are slow and refuse to go to the cafeteria, do you like the classroom so much?"

"Let's go first, I'll be there later."

"Then hurry up." Meng Kang pulled Jian Yue away. Jian Yue looked back at Ye Qiyang and then at Sikong Bingye. The moment he left the classroom, he didn't know if it was an illusion. Sikong Bingye's gaze shifted to Ye Qiyang.

Because he didn't listen carefully all morning, his notes were messed up, Ye Qiyang quickly added, when the other person in the corner behind him didn't exist, until a gust of cold wind blew, he looked up and saw Sikong Bingye leaving the classroom.

When we arrived at the restaurant, the food had already been prepared.

"Qiyang, this is yours." Meng Kang pointed to the dinner plate.

"Where's Jane Yue?"

"Starting today, Bing Ye's lunch will be in charge of him."

"What do you mean?"

"It means that he packed the food and went to eat with Bing Ye." Meng Kang picked up a piece of braised pork and threw it into his mouth, "So, from today onwards, it's just the two of us left to work together."

Ye Qiyang picked out the dishes on the plate, but he didn't have an appetite.

"Try it?" Meng Kang handed over a piece of braised pork, "It tastes good, much better than your vegetarian dishes."

Ye Qiyang frowned and shook his head, he didn't like the smell of meat.

"Qiyang, tell me about you, you don't enjoy a good life, you have to make yourself like a monk, eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha, hey, that's not right, you..." Meng Kang seemed to think of something, and laughed to himself.

Ye Qiyang knew that he was not pretending to be good, so he didn't want to eat anymore.

"Just kidding, don't mind." Seeing that his expression was not right, Meng Kang quickly swallowed back what he wanted to say, and ate honestly.

It was the first time for the two of them to get along alone, and the atmosphere became a little awkward. In the past, with Jian Yue around, at least they could relax, and it wouldn't be like it is now.

Meng Kang raised his eyes to look at Ye Qiyang from time to time, wanting to chat casually, but he was afraid that Ye Qiyang would be unhappy if he said it. He found that Ye Qiyang was very sensitive occasionally. Everything in Qiyang may become a taboo.

"Well, Qiyang, you've been stirring with your chopsticks for a long time, why don't you put it in your mouth." Meng Kang couldn't help it anymore, Ye Qiyang fiddled with a plate of vegetables, but refused to pick it up.

Ye Qiyang was stunned: "I'm full."

"Have you eaten?" Meng Kang's eyes widened. "Please, if you don't eat well all day long, you will become malnourished. We are all growing up, so eat more."

"I'm not hungry." Ye Qiyang put down his chopsticks.

"You have to eat even if you're not hungry." Meng Kang picked up the chopsticks and forced them into his hands, "I ordered dishes according to your usual taste. If you don't like it, I'll change it, or what do you want to eat? , I'll ask someone to do it for you."

"I'm really not hungry."

"..." Meng Kang stared at him for a long time, and suddenly said, "Qiyang, don't you want to have dinner with me? If you see me upset, I can stay away from you."