i really don't like you

I ran into that waiter again. Seeing Jiang Yuebai's face in a daze, she hurried up and asked him, "Sir, are you okay? Are you sure you don't need any help?"

"It's raining outside, wait a minute, let me find you an umbrella."

Jiang Yuebai turned a deaf ear, and walked out of the hotel softly, with no thoughts, like a walking dead.

He walked out of the hotel until the heavy rain poured down on him, and he seemed to finally regain some sanity. Jiang Yuebai raised his head, feeling the raindrops beating on his face one by one. After a while, his whole body was wet, but he felt comfortable for a long time.

It's not far from home. He didn't take a taxi, let alone ask the driver to come. He just walked in the heavy rain like this. Only in this way can he temporarily wash away the burning and stinging pain in his heart.

Has the rain stopped?

He went to look, but found that there was an extra umbrella on top of his head at some point. Jiang Yuebai realized something and turned around to look, only to find that the person holding the umbrella was Mo Zijin. His eyes darkened, and he didn't know why. so disappointed.

Mo Zijin had obviously been waiting outside the hotel for a long time, and when he saw him come out, he rushed up to meet him: "Senior brother, you have come out."

"Little Mo... why are you here?" Jiang Yuebai forced a smile.

But, why is he here at this time?And wait until he comes out so accurately?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Jiang Yuebai's mind. Wasn't it because Xiao Mo suddenly called to tell him the news that he came to the hotel?

He looked at Xiao Mo in surprise: "You...you called me here on purpose?"

Mo Zijin was startled, then nodded embarrassedly.

Jiang Yuebai suddenly became angry, a little strangely angry: "So you have been waiting here? Because you already knew what would happen. Xiao Mo, did you come to see my joke? Or... "

Mo Zijin smiled calmly all the time, and waited for Jiang Yuebai to finish speaking before saying, "No, it's because you are eager to find senior brother. I just happened to know the news, so I told you."

Xiao Mo thought for a while, and said a little embarrassedly: "Besides, the relationship between Senior Brother and Senior Brother Song can't always be in such an unsolvable deadlock. Break this strange balance as soon as possible, wouldn't it be good?"

His eyes were innocent and ignorant, out of pure kindness, but Jiang Yuebai couldn't thank Dade, and he was even more angry, yelling at Mo Zijin: "Shut up! You... who wants you to meddle in your own business."

This anger is really too strange, but now Jiang Yuebai has a clear mind and can understand that Mo Zijin's words are not without reason, but now, his thoughts are complicated, and his anger has nowhere to vent, but it all goes towards Mo Zijin. The intention is to attribute their mistakes and failures to a small messenger.

Sin transfer is a common escape tactic when people are in trouble. He can't face his own right or wrong, so he can only let that nameless anger be directed at innocent people: "Why do you want to do this?"

"Because Brother Song likes you, and you need to figure this out." Xiao Mo said suddenly.

Jiang Yuebai paused suddenly, her heart began to ache again, and she bluffed and yelled at Mo Zijin: "So what? Who do I like, who does Song Yi like? What does it matter to you? Why did you have to create this situation? You ...Could it be you..."

He thought of Xiao Mo's strange behavior before, and Zhang Wanwan's assertion, and he became even more angry: "Did you do it on purpose? Deliberately provoke the relationship between me and Song Yi, thinking that I would like you like this? Xiao Mo, you think so Is it?"

Mo Zijin looked surprised, but even so, he didn't rush to interrupt. After Jiang Yuebai finished venting his emotions, he said seriously: "You misunderstood, Brother Jiang."

"..." Jiang Yuebai just looked at him coldly.

Mo Zijin said again: "You misunderstood, I don't like you, brother."

"..." Jiang Yuebai looked up and looked at him in surprise.

Isn't Xiao Mo the one he likes?

His mind was in a mess and he tried hard to remember

It is true that in those strange behaviors, Xiao Mo seems to have never confessed to him, never explicitly said that he likes it, but his words are too ambiguous, and he is "dispelled" by Zhang Wanwan, and he slowly started to move forward. He firmly believes that the person Mo Zijin likes is himself, and even wants to refuse in the past.

But if Xiao Mo doesn't like it, how can those behaviors be explained?

After work, he delivered medicine to him, found him privately several times, and even took a small notebook to write down his preferences and habits.

How can these behaviors be explained?Is it purely personal preference, or is there another mystery?

He remembered that Xiao Mo said that he was just doing what he wanted to do, what was the thing he wanted to do?What does this have to do with approaching him, getting to know him?

What else did Xiao Mo say?

What other important piece of information did he omit?

Think again...

soon...

soon...

One Tuesday, they played together as usual, after that, he and Xiao Mo sat on the bench and talked

What did he say then?

"Come on, I'm going to confess right away."

"I don't fight unprepared battles."

"Always know everything well in advance, whether it's the things he likes or the people he likes."

know everything

whatever he likes

people who still like...

Jiang Yuebai suddenly realized, and looked at Xiao Mo in shock. At that moment, amazed and funny, self-deprecating, rushed to him at the same time, he looked at the smiling child in front of him, and couldn't say a word: "You... the person you like yes...."

If this is the case, how deep is this person's scheming?

Xiao Mo scratched his head embarrassingly; "Did you guess it? I'm really sorry, brother, I did something that misunderstood you."

But how can he be so frank and innocent while being so scheming?

Jiang Yuebai couldn't help laughing, and pushed the umbrella over his head away. He made a big joke. The great changes during this period made him temporarily lose the ability to think. He took a step back and forced a smile at Mo Zijin: "I think Be alone, let's go."

He returned home in a daze, so tired that he fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, my head was dizzy, my eyes were inexplicably sore, I simply didn't bother to get up, thinking about Song Yi's kiss, the words he left behind, and Mo Zijin, Jiang Yuebai's eyes darkened, sighed, and once again Close your eyes.

After a while, he dialed the number that he hadn't seen for a long time, and the other party always answered it within three rings without any mistakes: "Master."

Jiang Yuebai said: "I want to go back to City A."

Ouyang said: "Okay"

Jiang Yuebai came home from get off work, got out of the elevator, and saw Jiang Yuebai who was standing by the door with his head buried in his emotions. walk over gently.

"Baibai" patted his head lightly, like she did every time she was hurt to comfort him.

Jiang Yuebai raised her head, looked at her, and suddenly asked: "Sister, the person Song Yi likes is me?"

Jiang Yueyue was slightly stunned, took out the key and opened the door: "Come in first."

"Song Yi likes me? How come..."

"Sister, why is it that I am the person Song Yi likes? Did I hear or make a mistake? No, how could it be, how could it be."

"I must be mistaken."

Jiang Yueyue handed him a cup of warm milk, and told him firmly: "There is no mistake, Song Yi really likes you for a long, long time."

Self-deception was overthrown, Jiang Yuebai felt his head hurt again, he fell down on the sofa cross-legged, and murmured: "How could it be me...."

Jiang Yueyue knelt down and stroked the broken hair on his forehead: "How long have you not slept?"

Jiang Yuebai didn't speak, her tired body and dark eye circles told her the answer.

She got up and went back to the bedroom and took a thin blanket to cover him, while patting his back lightly: "Go to sleep first, we'll talk about it when we wake up."

Jiang Yuebai responded in a low voice, and with Jiang Yuebai's company, drowsiness struck, and she gradually closed her eyes and fell asleep.

He had a dream, maybe he thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night. He dreamed about Song Yi, but it was not Song Yi now, but Song Yi ten years ago.

On the eve of the college entrance examination, he and Song Yi were already close friends. One Wednesday, when they went back together, he accidentally found Song Yi's mp3. Song Yi rarely listens to these, so this aroused Jiang Yuebai's curiosity , asking someone to pick up the things for a week, wanting to see what's in Song Yi's mp3.

A week later, he returned the things as promised, and inserted an earphone into Song Yi's ear, and there was a burst of soothing and delicate music in the earphone, Jiang Yuebai asked: "This is the one, I've been listening to it on loop for a week, is it true?" Sounds good, what's the name? Which country's language is this?"

Song Yi took off the earphones, wrapped them in the mp3 and put them in her schoolbag, and said, "German."

"German songs? No wonder I heard the pronunciation so strange." Jiang Yuebai muttered; "How do you know?"

"When my dad was young, he went to study in Germany for a few years, and I lived in Berlin for a while."

"Then you can speak German?" Jiang Yuebai said excitedly: "Then teach me to sing this song, it's really nice. Is it a love song?"

Song Yi glanced at him suddenly: "Yes"

"What is your name?"

"I don't know much about it either."

"Didn't you live in Germany for a few years, why not?"

Song Yi chuckled: "I was too young at that time, so I forgot it long ago. So I can't teach you, you can learn by yourself if you like.

"

"Learn and learn." Jiang Yuebai snorted, feeling that learning by himself was meaningless, and said, "Well, let's learn together and see who can sing this song first."

"The college entrance examination is coming soon, are you sure?"

Jiang Yuebai smiled and said, "Life is always about having fun while suffering."

"It's okay," Song Yi said, "It's not interesting to just compete, there must be rewards and punishments."

"What reward and punishment?"

Song Yi thought for a while, and said: "The person who learns this song first can make a request to the other party, how about it."

"Okay! It's a word."

Yes, at that time, many memories of Song Yi and Song Yi have become more and more blurred...

The details of these past events are almost forgotten, but this timely dream brought him back to his high school days with Song Yi.

The author has something to say: Have you guessed the truth about Xiao Mo?