The tablemate I have a crush on is a paranoid

He sat on the bed with his head in his arms and sat silent for a long time before he recovered. When he looked up, he saw that the cat litter in the corner was empty. The little fat gray cat ran away somewhere, oh no, now It is no longer appropriate to call it the little fat gray cat. Eight years have passed, the little fat gray cat has grown into an old fat gray cat, and it has grown a lot in size. During the years Xia Songyue left, Ji Shixuan spoiled it to the sky. It is so used to it that it can go to the roof tiles, but in the past year, its health has become worse and worse, and it has become less and less energetic. Yang Yang was in a daze.

Ji Shixuan searched around the second floor but couldn't find the old fat gray cat. When he went down to the first floor, he saw that it had torn the carpet and the sofa. At this time, it was nestling under the sun in front of the French windows, lazily basking in the sun lazily.Ji Shixuan walked over and wanted to hug it, but just as he lifted it up, he saw a photo frame under its two cat paws.

His eyes touched the smiling young man in the photo, Ji Shixuan's dark and deep eyes dimmed slightly, and he sat on the ground with his long legs bent. The old fat gray cat lay on his lap, honestly Shi Shi remained motionless, shrouded in golden sunlight, divided into pieces of falling shadows by the potted plants in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the house was silent, they each looked at the photo frame silently for a long time, and after a while, Ji Shixuan grew slender. Gently stroking the old fat gray cat's furry head with cold fingers, he asked in a low voice, "Taro, do you want to see him?"

The old fat gray cat seemed to understand what it said, its pointed cat ears moved slightly, turned its head and "meowed" at him twice, Ji Shixuan's eyes swept over Xia Songyue's delicate and fair face inch by inch, His dark eyes, which were as thick as ink, were slightly reddened by the sunlight, and his tall and tall figure was shrouded in light and shadow, looking very lonely. With his slender eyelashes hanging down, he said in a hoarse voice: "I want to see him very much, too, very much." think."

In fact, he saw the party photo posted by Zhou Yi in his circle of friends last night. Although there was only a vague outline, he recognized Xia Songyue at a glance, so he ran over immediately, and looked at it quietly. Xia Songyue smoked a cigarette skillfully under the dripping eaves, watching his indifferent and beautiful face turned around, watching him standing in the rain holding an umbrella and looking at him indifferently... ...Scene after scene, the figure of the adult Xia Songyue kept surging in his mind. Eight years was enough to completely transform a person into another person. He didn't look like the smiling and warm boy he used to like, he was as cold as a beautiful statue without temperature, but even so, Ji Shixuan still liked him very much, hopelessly.

The old chubby gray cat lay on Ji Shixuan's lap for a while and then jumped to the ground. It is not as vigorous as it used to be, walking slowly towards the second floor with four chubby short legs, like a hobbled cat. The old man, Ji Shixuan looked at it, his eyes suddenly felt a little dry, he took out his mobile phone and sent Assistant Yang a WeChat message,

X: Send me the phone number of the contact person at the art exhibition held by the Academy of Fine Arts.

Assistant Yang:?

Although he didn't know why, Assistant Yang still sent the phone number and made a thoughtful note.

Mr. Motoc: 152xxxxxxx7

Ji Shixuan copied the string of numbers, pasted it into the SMS page, edited a message and sent it.

Mo Tuoke saw Ji Shixuan's text message when he got off the plane and turned on his phone. The content was not long, just a few words.

Hello, I'm Ji Shixuan from XXX Securities Company, please give me Song's phone number, thank you.

Motoc originally wanted to deal with the spam at first, but by accident, he read Ji Shixuan's name in Chinese, and found that the pronunciation was exactly the same as the name Xia Songyue read. He hesitated for a moment, and Motoc sent the number to When the time passed, I deliberately added a sentence,

131xxxxxxxx05, song was recuperating from the rain last night and had a fever. If you are not in a hurry, please contact him tomorrow. This is his address.

It took a while to send the message and there was no reply. Motoko couldn't verify his guess. He sighed slightly and put the phone in his pocket, hoping that his instinct was right this time.

Xia Songyue was going to take a bath because she had a fever and her body was sticky with sweat. After telling Dilia not to open the door casually, he went into the bathroom with his clothes.

After Xia Songyue entered the bathroom, Dilia was sitting on the sofa with her mobile phone crackling and replying to Xue Xiaoli's WeChat, because they made an appointment to go shopping together later, Xue Xiaoli had 15 minutes to get off work, Dilia thought When the takeaway ordered for Xia Songyue arrived, she would go out, so the two of them chatted on WeChat, where to go shopping, and when the doorbell rang, Di Liya thought it was her ordering. Her takeaway had arrived, so she immediately walked over to open the door, and when she saw the person standing outside the door, her gray-blue eyes suddenly widened.

Standing outside the door was a tall, slender young man with an unusually handsome and fair face, with slightly sunken eye sockets and high browbones, making his dark and deep eyes extremely deep, calm and cold.

Dilia was very shocked. Are all Chinese delivery guys so handsome?

In Dilia's undisguised shocked gaze, Ji Shixuan's dark and deep eyes, which were as thick as ink, showed a little bit of surprise, but soon sank down, and his thin lips moved slightly, and he asked: " Is Xia Songyue at home?"

He didn't suspect that he went to the wrong door, because this apartment belonged to him. When he saw the address sent by Motoc, he remembered that Zhou Muyang asked him for an empty apartment, saying that a friend came back from abroad and wanted Looking for a place to stay, so Ji Shixuan gave him the key here. At that time, he never thought that the friend Zhou Muyang mentioned was Xia Songyue.

When Dilia heard him ask this question, she immediately realized that he was not a delivery boy. Seeing that Ji Shixuan could accurately pronounce Song's Chinese name, she naturally thought that he was Xia Songyue's old friend in T city. Pointing inside, "Song is taking a bath inside, if you don't mind, you can come in and sit and wait for him."

Ji Shixuan originally wanted to refuse, but the light in his dark and deep eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly changed his mind, "Then I will trouble you."

Ji Shixuan was sitting on the sofa, and Dilia went into the kitchen familiarly and poured him a cup of warm baikai, entertained him like a hostess, and then buried her head to play with her mobile phone.

Ji Shixuan looked down at the glass on the coffee table and did not move. His side face was handsome and sharp, and he looked extremely calm and calm, but the movement of his overlapping slender fingers clenched slightly revealed his uneasiness and nervousness at the moment. .

After a while, the door of the bathroom was opened. Xia Songyue's hair was a little long now, so she hung a towel around her neck to wipe off the water droplets on her hair. He walked out while talking,

"Delia, are you hungry..."

When a pair of clear, light-colored eyes touched the tall figure sitting on the sofa, Xia Songyue's back stiffened slightly, and she stopped short of what she was saying, just like a silent movie on an old TV that suddenly lost its sound.

Delia didn't notice his abnormality, she got up from the sofa and walked to his side, holding his arm very naturally and habitually, smiling with a beautiful face like a doll: "I ordered for you Takeaway, I won’t be able to accompany you when I go out later, you should rest at home.”

As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Xia Songyue on the cheek. In the past, Xia Songyue could always dodge quickly when she made these small moves, but now his mind is a little messed up, so he was easily attacked by Dilia It worked.

Dilia didn't seem to expect it to be so smooth, so she smiled happily and rolled her eyes, like a kitten stealing fish, slightly tilted her head to gesture to Ji Shixuan who was sitting on the sofa, and said to Xia Songyue, "Yes. Now, your friend is looking for you, so I won't bother you to chat and reminisce, let's go out first."

Because Xue Xiaoli had already got off work, Dilia carried her bag and went out after finishing speaking. Without Dilia talking, the apartment suddenly fell into deathly silence.

The wet drops of water on the tip of the hair dripped down his fair and slender neck, and the cold temperature pulled Xia Songyue back from his thoughts. He wiped his hair with a towel, and walked to the sofa and sat down as if nothing had happened. Down.

Ji Shixuan was sitting on one side of the sofa, while he was sitting on the other side, as if dividing the Chu River and Han borders, with distinct domains, without disturbing each other, Xia Songyue's thick and long eyelashes drooped slightly, his gaze Sweeping over indifferently, "I seem to have told you that I hope we won't meet again."

Ji Shixuan's tall and tall body seemed to be slightly stiff, his dark and deep eyes looked at Xia Songyue motionlessly, his eyes were hot and stubborn, his slender fingers subconsciously closed slightly, and he whispered: "... . . . I know, but Mr. Motoc said you had a fever, so . . . "

"I want to come and see you." Before he could say it, Xia Songyue interrupted him indifferently, "Go, I don't want to see you again, not even for a second."

As if Xia Songyue had expected Xia Songyue to say this, Ji Shixuan's jaw line tightened slightly, and all the brilliance in his dark and deep eyes suddenly disappeared, as if the night sky where the stars had fallen, turned completely into ashes. Taking a deep breath, he said the last thing, "I want to return Uncle Xia's house and deposits to you. Those things were originally yours, but I have occupied them for so many years. Come back, I'll go That's it."

Xia Songyue kept staring at Ji Shixuan's thin lips. After reading his words, he didn't make a sound. His thick and long eyelashes like crow's feathers stroked slightly, and after a long while, he responded calmly. "Um."

Xia Songyue didn't know when Ji Shixuan left. When he came to his senses, the sofa was already empty, and there was a plastic bag on the coffee table, which contained various cold relief and antipyretic stickers, even There are also a few fruit candies of different flavors, which Xia Songyue liked to eat when she was in high school. Xia Songyue peeled one and stuffed it into her mouth. Sweet and sour, no different from before, but for some reason, he gradually tasted a bit of astringency.

[The author has something to say]: Motoko: Please call me Lei Feng, thank you