Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

After Meng Xi ran 3000 meters, he was so exhausted that he almost lost his soul. He didn't even care about dinner, and fell asleep after taking off his shoes.

When he woke up, his head was still dizzy, and when he opened his eyes, the whole dormitory was full of darkness, covered in black and gray all over the sky, and it was even difficult to tell the exact time.

Are Song Huai and Song Huai not in the dormitory?

Meng Xi panicked, clutching the railing of the bed and struggling to sit up, subconsciously turned his head to look down the bunk, but suddenly noticed a faint cold light on the opposite desk.

Song Huai turned on a small light, ordered a takeaway and ate slowly, while the other hand was still sliding the phone up and down, not knowing what he was looking at.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and touched his phone again, but he was not by his side.

...forgot to bring it up before going to bed.

Meng Xi lifted the quilt, coughed twice, and came down with a bang bang on the escalator. The noise was so loud that people in the dormitory next door could probably hear it.

Song Huai turned his head and turned off the webpage by the way, "Are you awake?"

"Well, I just woke up."

Meng Xi yawned and went to draw the curtains. It was pitch black outside.

Looking at the phone again, it turned out that it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

After sleeping for four or five hours, Meng Xi was startled, and hurried to turn on the lights in the dormitory, "I thought I only slept for more than an hour...it's so dark, why don't you turn on the lights? What's the use of a small desk lamp, it hurts your eyes so much, don't turn around and be short-sighted."

Meng Xi has a little astigmatism, but Song Huai's eyesight is very good. It may also be related to the fact that he does his homework very quickly (or even doesn't do it), absorbs the knowledge points in class, and basically does not take up any after-school time.

"Just watched it for a while." Song Huai took out a thermal bag, then took out a lunch box and put it on his table, "Come and eat."

What I ordered was Meng Xi's favorite curry rice.

At any rate, he is a good tablemate and roommate who has lived together for more than a month. Even if Song Huai doesn't want to pay attention to his preferences, he can order two dinners for a week, and he can be brainwashed successfully no matter what.

"Wow, the curry rice is still hot!" Meng Xi was really happy, "Sanshui, you are so kind!"

Song Huai snorted: "You reminded me, curry rice is 15, Alipay or WeChat? Cash is also acceptable."

Meng Xi: "... WeChat."

He sent a red envelope, Song Huai immediately took it, and remembered another thing, "By the way, you got a call while you were sleeping, and you didn't note your name."

"No name?"

Meng Xi was stunned.

This mobile phone number was newly changed during the summer vacation of his third year of junior high school. Up to now, he has never told anyone except his relatives, Tang De and Song Huai.

How could anyone call him?

He opened the call log in doubt, and there was indeed a missed call, and after two calls, there was no news.

Generally, those who can make two calls at the same time are unlikely to be marketers or harassing calls.

Could it be that the little uncle changed his phone number?

He dialed back, took advantage of the waiting time and opened the chopsticks, "Hiss——"

Song Huai looked back at him subconsciously.

The chopsticks were not broken, but the burrs on the side of the chopsticks were scratched, and a small thorn stuck into his fingertips.

Song Huai smiled lightly, then shook his head again.

Meng Xi didn't bother to talk to him, and when he was about to deal with it, the phone beeped, indicating that he was connected.He had no choice but to pick up his phone first, "Hello, who are you?"

There was a whirring wind on the other end of the phone. It sounded like it was outside, and it also sounded like noise.He waited a little while, and no one spoke.

"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?" Meng Xi looked puzzled, Song Huai dug out a tool box from somewhere, handed him a pair of fine tweezers, and asked in a low voice, "Is there blood coming out? "

Meng Xi waved his hand, and lowered his voice to reply a little bit.

At this moment, the phone beeped again, and soon there was a rush of busy beeps—the other party actually hung up.

"This..." Meng Xi was stunned, "You're crazy."

"what happened?"

"Didn't you have someone call me? I don't know the number. I thought it was someone I knew changing the number." Meng Xi said puzzledly, "I called and she answered, but she didn't speak... After that Hang up after a while."

Song Huai pondered for a moment and said, "Next time, it's best not to answer an unfamiliar call."

"It's okay, maybe I typed it wrong." Meng Xi skillfully deleted the record, and smiled, "Besides, what if someone is really looking for something urgent?"

Song Huai suddenly put down his chopsticks when he heard the words, "I'm serious, I'm not joking with you."

"You should know why I transferred to No. [-] Middle School, right?"

This was the first time Song Huai talked about these things, Meng Xi hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Of course he knew that when Song Huai first transferred to another school, this matter was completely the hottest topic in the sophomore group. Even the news that a teacher resigned and became a monk had no room for development.

However, no matter how bloody it was spread outside, it was all gossip after all, and no one except the person involved knew what the truth was like.

"She is a bit paranoid, and she sent me love letters for almost a year. And she will send me flowers... Every morning when I go to the classroom, I can see her flower on the table."

"Send flowers? Roses?"

Seeing him nodding his head slightly, Meng Xi joked casually, "That's pretty romantic."

Song Huai glanced at him, casually picked up a coin on the table, and gently stroked it with his fingertips, the movement was slow and the touch was rough.

This is the method Dr. Chen taught him, which can relieve anxiety to a certain extent.

"I warned her and called her parents, but it didn't work."

He said word by word, slowly, "For a while, I was in charge of closing and opening the classroom door. Even if I was the first to the classroom and the last to leave every day, her love letters and flowers would still be sent to me without anyone noticing." desk. She didn’t stop sending flowers until I lied about my hay fever.”

Meng Xi was stunned.

"Love letters can be thrown away, people I can refuse, but something happened..."

Song Huai paused, and skipped this part, "During the summer vacation, she kept calling me frantically, changing numbers, and even sending me various text messages... Finally, I sent her a A letter from a lawyer and a report to the police, she stopped completely and never called me again."

Speaking of this, the smile on the corner of Meng Xi's mouth has completely disappeared.

Song Huai's last contact with that girl should be the phone call he accidentally heard that day.

No wonder……

No wonder Song Huai hates being in contact with others so much, he is totally understandable, and Song Huai is really innocent, he did nothing to attract perverts.

He just stood there, and someone had plans for him.

"Is this woman too perverted?" He frowned slightly, "You should have sent her a lawyer's letter earlier... If I had known you then, I would have called the police and arrested her."

And according to Song Huai's behavior and way of life, shouldn't that girl be allowed to stalk for a year? ?

Song Huai did not answer for a long time.

He looked away, "There are some reasons..."

Meng Xi understood instantly.

Not all the past can be shared with others.

He is like this, and so is Song Huai.

No matter how intimate the relationship is, they will not completely reveal the scars in their hearts to another person, even their parents.

"It's a good thing you changed schools, otherwise we wouldn't have met." Meng Xi changed the topic with a smile and comforted him, "I think we are very similar! I was also chased by a perverted girl when I was in junior high school."

Song Huai raised his eyebrows, "How perverted?"

"Hmm." Meng Xi thought for a while, "She followed me for a whole year, and even knocked on the door of our house when my parents were out. If I didn't open it, she lied to me that she was delivering food. Heh, Doesn't she worry about cat eyes when she's someone else's door?"

Song Huai: "..."

"It really is perverted enough."

he commented.

"Maybe it's because I lived too smoothly in the past ten years or so."

It may be that Song Huai, a fellow sufferer, was there. When talking about the past, Meng Xi's expression became much more relaxed. people."

Song Huai smiled lightly and teased him: "God's darling has such poor grades?"

Meng Xi: "...It's too much, you don't hit someone in the face."

The two chatted and laughed for a while, and Meng Xi went downstairs to fetch hot water.

Song Huai sat on the chair alone, and slowly opened the memo on the phone. It was clean and a new record was added.

195xxxxxxxx

He has a good memory, and he can remember the phone number just once.Not to mention the missed calls that went on for more than 2 minutes like an alarm clock.

Song Huai opened the browser, entered this string of numbers in the search bar, and quickly jumped out of the place where the number belonged.

City C, Province S, China Mobile.

City C and Lin'an City are separated by [-] kilometers. One is the capital of an inland province, and the other is a coastal city.

Song Huai tapped the table, and the phone gently turned 360 degrees between his fingers, and landed gently on the palm of his hand.

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Although he slept for four hours in the afternoon, before eleven o'clock, Meng Xi was already so sleepy that he was yawning, stared in a daze for most of the day, and fell asleep with his head tilted.

When Song Huai went to the bathroom, he saw that his light was on, and called him softly, "Meng Xi? Meng Xi?"

There was no response for a long time, and he probably fell asleep.

He raised his hand, touched Meng Xi's desk lamp on the railing with his fingers, and turned off the light source with a light touch.

Meng Xi turned over, revealing that defenseless sleeping face, subconsciously rubbed the pillow, and smacked his mouth twice, maybe he tasted some delicious food in his dream.

The fingertips still retain a soft, soft touch.

Song Huai stood in the darkness and slowly retracted his fingers.

The moonlight was very pale tonight. He opened the curtains, and the blurred light came in, as if special effects had been added to blur, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Dr. Chen sent him a message before going to bed, and asked him about his illness in the past few days as usual.

He turned back, muted the phone, found a box of unused cigarette cases from the small compartment of the drawer, walked to the balcony and gently closed the door.

Open flames are strictly prohibited in the Fourth Middle School, and Song Huai always keeps lighters and cigarette cases, as if putting them there is already a kind of stability.

He has a strong obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness, and he must see familiar things placed where they belong.

Song Huai took out the lighter and slid it lightly, a faint blue flame quickly shot out from it, hugging an orange-like white flame, trembling slightly in the breeze.

A spark of smoke lights up in the dark.

He doesn't know how to smoke, and it's a little uncomfortable to choke the smoke in his throat.

Song Huai suppressed his voice and coughed for a long time, but in the end he still didn't smoke. He extinguished the cigarette, wrapped it in a tissue and threw it into the trash can.

Sleepless all night.

When the morning dawned, Song Huai began to distance himself from Meng Xi.

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