The tablemate I have a crush on is a paranoid

His tone seemed to be that of an unreasonable person, Zhang Feiran was so angry that his heart ached, his eyes followed Xia Songyue's walking figure, and he snorted coldly: "This little bastard is thick-skinned, I really don't know if he is real." Stupid or fake stupid, can't read his face, don't you know that I hate him? Hypocritical."

Ji Shixuan's pretty brows were slightly frowned because of the words "little bastard". He looked at Zhang Feiran's angry face, and said in an indifferent voice with a bit of clear displeasure, "He doesn't know anything, don't be like this." Call him."

Zhang Feiran poked his neck and was about to retort, but when he looked up, he saw Ji Shixuan looking at him with gloomy and cold eyes, he was startled, bit the bullet and looked at each other for a few seconds, then swallowed the words aggrieved.

There is an exquisitely designed artificial lake behind the examination room, surrounded by green shade, long winding steps, and picturesque scenery. The lake is clear during the day, and the shallow lake light is like a piece of clear green emerald.

When Xia Songyue walked up the long steps, a person was already sitting on the bench by the lake. A drawing board was set up in front of the person. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned his head and looked at each other. The young painter got up first and looked at him. He smiled and said, "It's you, what a coincidence."

It was the young artist Xia Songyue saw painting architectural landscapes on the street more than half a year ago.

"It's the second time we met, I think we should exchange names," the young artist bowed slightly to him very gentlemanly, "My name is Motoc, nice to meet you."

Motoko looks like he is only in his early twenties. His facial features are extremely profound and handsome, and he looks like a standard foreigner, but he can speak Chinese fluently. Some ordinary daily conversations even have a touch of Shanghai dialect. Through conversations, Xia It was only then that Songyue found out that he is of Chinese-English mixed race, and his mother is from Shanghai. He is currently a freshman student at a top art academy in London. Every semester, he will follow his tutor to T City to participate in art exhibitions and gather folk songs.

Hearing that Xia Songyue was a student who was going to take the National Mathematics Contest in the afternoon, Mo Tuoke was very surprised, "Song, you are really good, you have a talent for drawing, and you have a good brain."

When he said Xia Songyue's name, he liked to say one word, and he liked to say the fourth sound, which sounded like "Song". Sorry to correct his pronunciation again, after all, a foreigner can speak Chinese with a Shanghai accent very well.

Xia Songyue sat down next to Motoc, looked at the half-painted artificial lake on his drawing board, and chatted with him, "How long will you stay here?"

"I'll go back tomorrow," Motoc said, continuing to outline the line draft on the drawing board with a carbon pen. "The collection of this semester has been completed, but we will come again next year."

After the two chatted for a while, Mo Tuoke finished drawing the line draft and was about to go back. Before leaving, he warmly invited Xia Songyue to meet his mentor, because Xia Songyue helped him deal with the previous drawing. His mentor admired the architectural paintings of color and outline, and wanted to meet him, but Xia Songyue had no intention of going in the direction of art, so she politely declined Motoc's kindness.

Xia Songyue didn't know what Ji Shixuan said to Zhang Feiran, but felt that Zhang Feiran still looked at him with a cold face when he was very upset when he went back, but he didn't make any more sarcastic remarks. He couldn't help feeling in his heart, it really was love It is amazing that Zhang Feiran, who has been injured in love, can lose his temper to a stranger whose name is [-]/[-] similar to his ex-girlfriend.

After taking the test in the afternoon, Zhang Feiran immediately grabbed Ji Shixuan, saying that he wanted to go out for a meal. Ji Shixuan saw that there was nothing wrong, so he hooked Xia Songyue's schoolbag strap and asked him, "To eat together?"

Xia Songyue was lowering her head and putting her pencil case into her schoolbag, before she could speak, Zhang Feiran stood aside and said dissatisfiedly, "Old Ji, I didn't say I would invite him to dinner, so I don't want to eat with him. "

Xia Songyue didn't want to make things difficult for Ji Shixuan, so she said, "You guys go, I'll just go home by myself."

Seeing this, Ji Shixuan didn't look at Zhang Feiran's face at all, hooked his shoulder and said as if no one was there: "It's okay, if you don't go, I won't go either."

Zhang Feiran who was ignored was very annoyed, but Ji Shixuan didn't look at him at all, he bit his teeth and finally said: "Let's come to the head office together."

Xia Songyue raised her delicate and fair face, looked at Zhang Feiran gently with a pair of clear and round cat eyes, and then asked Ji Shixuan with her eyes.

Ji Shixuan lightly touched Xia Songyue's soft and fair skin with his arms, and nodded, "Since he invited you sincerely, you can save face."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Feiran's eyes widened with anger, is this a human language?What does it mean for him to invite this little bastard sincerely? He is obviously forced to be helpless, unwilling, and very disgusted, okay?

The place Zhang Feiran chose was a food stall near the examination room. Although it was placed at the entrance of the alley, it looked very neat and clean. Because it was still dark, there was no one around. Zhang Feiran turned up when he sat down. Erlang ordered skewers and beer with ease, Xia Songyue was a little surprised, because Zhang Feiran seemed to have a good family background and temperament, he looked like a rich young master, but he was so down-to-earth.

The boss wrote the menu with a pen and was about to make it, when Ji Shixuan stopped him and asked him to put less spicy food. Most of the people in City B are very spicy eaters, and Zhang Feiran is a person who likes spicy food, the more spicy the better, he immediately became unhappy when he heard this, "Old Ji, aren't you good at spicy food? Why not put a little more, non-spicy skewers have no soul at all."

He obviously said this to Xia Songyue, and he made no secret of his dislike. He was very dissatisfied with this outsider who disturbed him and Ji Shixuan to reminisce.

The boss stood aside and looked at the two people who had different opinions, he couldn't make up his mind for a moment, "Is it more spicy or less spicy?"

Xia Songyue raised her chin slightly and pointed at Zhang Feiran, "Listen to him."

Ji Shixuan didn't say anything to stop him, and lowered his head to help Xia Songyue clean the dishes carefully. Although he won in the end, Zhang Feiran was not at all happy that the person who helped him was Xia Songyue. Such a victory made him feel even more depressed , This damned little bastard is so bad that he used a bitch to drive a wedge between him and Ji Shixuan.

After the dishes were all served, Ji Shixuan peeled off the meat skewers very naturally, and put them into Xia Songyue's bowl piece by piece after passing through the water, "Eat the ones in the bowl, those are too spicy."

Originally, Xia Songyue, who wanted to try how spicy it was, looked away slightly disappointed. She picked up the barbecue in the bowl and ate it with her long eyelashes hanging down. She had already drank beer once before, so Xia Songyue When Yue asked for a drink, Ji Shixuan naturally handed over his own, and after Xia Songyue drank it, he took it back and drank it.

Zhang Feiran originally ate very happily, but the more he looked at the way the two got along, the more he felt that something was wrong. Not only did the depression in his heart not get a little relief from the hot skewers, but it became more and more heavy. He quietly said: Looking at the two people sitting across from each other, he finally couldn't help but speak when Ji Shixuan stretched out his hand to fold Xia Songyue's sleeves to prevent him from getting dirty, "Old Ji, it's not that this kid lacks arms and legs, and it's not that he hasn't been weaned yet." , do you care about it?"

Xia Songyue didn't think there was any problem at first, after all, after living together, Ji Shixuan often helped him with some daily affairs in every detail, and he gradually got used to this way of getting along, but suddenly someone came out to remind him, After a while, he suddenly realized that he really seemed to be too dependent on Ji Shixuan, just like a young master who stretched out his hand to eat and opened his mouth. In the eyes of others, he seemed to be bullying Ji Shixuan. No wonder Zhang Feiran would I can't understand it.

Ji Shixuan frowned slightly, and when he looked at Zhang Feiran, his dark and deep eyes were obviously stained with displeasure. Before he could speak, Xia Songyue withdrew his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and bit the skewered eyebrows. He smiled crookedly: "I'll do it myself, you eat yours, it's fine."

Seeing this, Zhang Feiran immediately started talking to Ji Shixuan, pestering him to chat.

At first, Ji Shixuan was uneasy and turned his head to look at Xia Songyue from time to time, but later he went with him when he saw that there was no problem. Xia Songyue sat aside and listened to the two of them quietly, and occasionally took a lot of money while Ji Shixuan was not paying attention. Try the spicy grilled skewers first, and when you are so spicy, you secretly move the beer can at Ji Shixuan's hand little by little, take a few sips to relieve the spiciness, like a little hamster stealing food, move quickly and secretly, and when you are full, he He rested his chin in his hands and stared at the side of the road in a daze.

After Ji Shixuan and Zhang Feiran finished talking, they felt that Xia Songyue beside him was unusually quiet. When he turned around, he saw him sitting obediently on a chair, turning his head to look at the roadside at the entrance of the alley in a daze, his gaze slightly downward, and he glanced at Xia Songyue placed seven or eight plates with bamboo sticks and two empty beer cans in front of her, and suddenly felt something was wrong, so she raised her hand and turned Xia Songyue's head back.

Xia Songyue, whose head was forcibly turned back, seemed a little slow in reaction. He blinked his long eyelashes twice before he slowly raised his head. The thick long eyelashes were like two small fans, and a pair of clear and beautiful cat eyes With misty water light shining, he looked at Ji Shixuan very suspiciously.

Ji Shixuan suddenly felt that his throat was a little tight, and he asked him in a low voice, "... Are you full?"

Xia Songyue frowned slightly, it seemed that even thinking became difficult when he was drunk, Ji Shixuan didn't rush, just waited patiently for him to think.

Zhang Feiran, who was abandoned again, took a bite of the meat, and shouted unwillingly: "Old Ji, he is not a child anymore, what do you care about so much, follow him..."

The voice of complaining stopped abruptly, Zhang Feiran's pupils shook suddenly, and even the bamboo stick in his hand fell off with a "click", because Xia Songyue turned her head and looked over.The mouth that was slightly reddened by the heat, against the white and clear complexion, revealed a bright and rosy feeling. Xia Songyue's exquisite facial features seemed to be carved out of white jade bit by bit, glistening with water The shiny cat's eyes are just like the shining agate jade, which is extremely beautiful.

Zhang Feiran's heart skipped a beat, not to mention, this little bastard is really pretty.

[The author has something to say]: Zhang Feiran: Xia Songyue, this b*tch bastard is simply too hateful, Lao Ji, either he goes or I go, you choose one!

Ji Shixuan (indifferent face): Turn left and go straight to the door, so hurry up and leave.

ps: Zhang Feiran doesn't have secret love gong, no secret love gong, no secret love gong, he just has a lot of secondary dramas.