The tablemate I have a crush on is a paranoid

At the corner of the promenade a few steps away, Ji Shixuan stood there for some time, his left shoulder was wet from the rain under the eaves, he stood silently and persistently, and saw Xia Songyue's face, he Those dark and deep eyes burst out complex and deep emotions in an instant, extreme joy, extreme nostalgia and extreme depression surged in the faint black color, his long fingers trembled slightly, and even his slender eyelashes were slightly trembling. Trembling, eyes focused as if watching a long and precious dream, afraid of disturbing the person in the dream with words, or shattering this moment of staring at each other with the slightest movement.

Different from Ji Shixuan's reaction, Xia Songyue's beautiful and indifferent face didn't have much emotion, as if she was just looking at a stranger who suddenly appeared. He passed by, just like the countless strangers he had met, saw and passed by, without any emotion, neither love nor hate, because it didn't matter.

There is an umbrella stand at the entrance of the hotel where you can buy umbrellas yourself. Xia Songyue bought a black long-handled umbrella with coins. After opening it, she walked down the steps step by step. The rain fell on both sides along the top of his umbrella. His clear and tall figure was indifferent and slender, without any warmth at all.

"Xia Songyue!"

Ji Shixuan chased him out, standing tall and straight in the rain, his handsome young face couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, his voice was slightly choked, and after he opened his mouth and called his name, he didn't dare to step forward and would not back down , staring closely at his clear back from a distance that is not too far away, his dark eyes like thick ink are stained with intense pain and anxious emotions,

"I'm sorry, can you forgive me? I can do whatever you want, as long as you come back."

Xia Songyue paused slightly, and turned around holding an umbrella. He seemed to have grown a lot taller, already over 1.8 meters. The delicate and smiling boy in his memory suddenly became the indifferent and beautiful boy in front of him. An adult, Ji Shixuan saw it in his eyes, and his heart, which was already numb from the pain, couldn't help but ache.

Xia Songyue quietly looked at him through the rain curtain for a long time before speaking slowly. His voice was not loud, his voice was cold and low, and his tone was calm and even gentle, but every word he uttered fell silent. In Ji Shixuan's ears, it was like Ling Chi's blade,

"Ji Shixuan, I don't need you to make up for me. I just want to have nothing to do with each other for the rest of my life, and to have nothing to do with each other forever."

Whether you liked each other or hated each other in the past, the good and the bad will go away with time, and no one should mention it again.

Xia Songyue left after finishing speaking. Qingjun's tall and straight back was full of rejection and indifference, as if no matter what he said or did, he couldn't keep up. Ji Shixuan didn't know how else he could get Xia Songyue to give him alms For a moment of warmth, he stood in the rain, choking like a child who had lost his favorite toy, at a loss, kneeling down regardless of any dignity, his tall and thin back was pitifully lonely.

When the elevator door opened, the lights in the corridor instantly turned on. Motoc, who had been standing at the door for a long time, took his eyes off his phone and saw Xia Songyue coming out of the elevator, all wet , holding a black long-handled umbrella in his left hand, his light-colored hair and cheeks were wet, water droplets flowed down his chin into his clothes, his clothes were already soaked, Looking quite embarrassed, seeing Mo Tuoke, Xia Songyue's indifferent and blank eyes seemed to have regained a little warmth, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Motoc didn't answer him. He touched his drenched clothes and frowned, "Don't you have an umbrella? Why are you still in the rain?"

When he was talking, Xia Songyue's light-colored eyes, which were as clear as glass beads, kept staring at his lips. Seeing this, Mo Tuoke quickly took off the hearing aid in his ear. The hearing aid was still dripping when he took it off, and it was obviously damaged and unusable.

Xia Songyue didn't answer why he got wet even with an umbrella, she slightly stretched out her white and soft fingers to hold his wrist, and insisted on asking again, "Why are you here?"

"Nothing, I just want to tell you that the art exhibition is almost over. The teacher and I will go back first. Dilia said that she will stay with you and let you know." Motoc felt the few sticks on his wrist His fingers were extremely cold, he touched his forehead hastily, and said anxiously: "Song, you have a fever."

"Really?" Xia Songyue followed his words and raised her hand to touch her forehead. His fingers were icy cold from the rain, and the temperature on his forehead became extraordinarily hot, and the thick and long eyelashes like crow feathers moved slightly. After moving, he suddenly closed his eyes and fell down powerlessly. Motoc immediately hugged him quickly.

Although Xia Songyue is 1.8 meters tall, she is extremely thin. Mo Tuoke carried him into the house almost without any effort. Since she woke up after three years in a coma in the hospital, Xia Songyue's body has become He was extremely weak, and it was common for him to catch a cold and have a fever again and again. When he was in England, Motoc took care of him all the way, so this time he also found the pills and warm water with ease, and helped Xia Songyue After feeding him, put him in clean clothes, and after he finished all this, he went to find the antipyretic stickers. When he just tore open the package and pasted it on Xia Songyue's fair forehead, Xia Songyue hung by his side His hand moved suddenly, and his white and soft fingers grabbed his wrist at once, his mouth, which had turned pale due to fever, opened and closed, as if he was saying something,

Mo Tuoke leaned his ears to listen, and after hearing what Xia Songyue said clearly, his gray-blue pupils trembled suddenly, but his brows frowned more and more tightly.

Xia Songyue seemed to be in a nightmare, she frowned slightly, her thick and long eyelashes like crow feathers drew a fragile arc under the shadow of the lamp, his hot fingers tightly grasped Motoc's wrist, afraid He left, repeating unconsciously over and over again, "...Ji Shixuan, Ji Shixuan, Ji Shixuan..."

Again and again, painfully and stubbornly chanting the same name.

Mo Tuoke is the only son in the family. After so many years of getting along, he has long regarded Xia Songyue as his own younger brother. It is not the first time he heard this name from Xia Songyue's mouth. It was as early as when he woke up in the hospital. During that period of time, the low fever persisted at night, and he kept chanting this name, but when he woke up and Motoko asked him who he was, he said he didn't know, and his mood was not quite right, so Motoko asked him who he was. He didn't ask any further, now that four or five years have passed, Motoc heard the name from his mouth again, and he felt that it must not be simple, but asking Xia Songyue directly would definitely not give the result, so he thought for a while, He called his friend in T City. He didn't know the exact words of Ji Shixuan's name, so he could only ask his friend to find out the name of the person who pronounced these words. After he hung up, Xia Songyue It seemed that he had fallen into a deep sleep, and his fingers gradually loosened their grip, no longer holding him tightly, but his brows were still furrowed, and he seemed to be sleeping unsteadily.

Motoc touched his forehead and closed the bedroom door and left after confirming that the temperature had subsided.

When Xia Songyue woke up the next day, her whole body was sore. The fever on her body had subsided, but her head was still dizzy. As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he saw Dilia sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone. Happy figure.

Seeing Xia Songyue get up, Dilia immediately put down her phone and ran to his side, asking attentively, "Song, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Xia Songyue stared at her mouth from beginning to end, shook her head after reading her words, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Why are you here?"

"I'll take care of you." Dilia said with a look of course, "Father and the others have to go back after meeting with the sponsor today. Didn't Motoc tell you last night? I won't go, stay with me You, and then we'll go back together."

Xia Songyue supported her head and recalled it carefully, it seems that Mo Tuoke said so last night, the apartment that Zhou Muyang found for him has three bedrooms and two living rooms, it is very spacious, and it is not a problem to live in an extra Dilia However, he lowered his long eyelashes slightly, looked at Dilia's excited and expectant eyes, and said softly, "I won't accompany you around, you might be bored."

"It's okay, it's okay." Dilia had thought about this question a long time ago, she tilted her head, and winked at him cutely, "Sister Xiaoli will take me to play, we made an appointment to go shopping together for clothes and beauty treatment Well, she will also teach me how to cook."

Xia Songyue didn't know when Dilia became so acquainted with Xue Xiaoli, but Dilia was born with a lively and lovable personality. It's not unusual for two girls to play together. Nodding her head, she said in a weak voice, "If you feel bored, just tell me."

Then he booked her a plane ticket to send her back.

Dilia didn't know that the second half of Xia Songyue's sentence was like this, she thought that he would take her to play when she was bored, so she nodded more happily, her beautiful gray-blue eyes were full of gratitude, "Thank you, Song, thank you for being so kind to me."

Xia Songyue paused slightly with the hand holding the door frame, seeing Dilia's bright smile and being extremely touched, she really couldn't figure out how she could treat her better, could this be the so-called generation gap?Xia Songyue, who is only 24 years old this year, couldn't help but sigh in her heart, it's nice to be young, don't think so much, and innocently think that everyone is kind.

On the other side of the city, in the Xia family's house,

Ji Shixuan had a dream. He dreamed that he went back to that summer 11 years ago. Outside the basketball court, Xia Songyue looked up at him with a pair of beautiful round cat eyes. Without hesitation, he reached out and hugged him , wishing to rub him into his flesh and blood, but after waking up from the dream, Xia Songyue was gone, and there was not even a trace of remaining breath. He was breathing, and every inch of air was painful. He never knew that he really liked someone Humans, a heart can hurt so much, it hurts so much that a piece of flesh and blood is festered, and I still can't bear to goug it out.

[The author has something to say]: After the abuse, these chapters are so sweet that you will be silly, friends, please persevere