she really hates

Meng Xi had a dream.

She seemed to be drowning in the deep sea, with nowhere to put her strength, being pushed by the waves involuntarily.

The surroundings were very dark, but not completely black, and the colorful lights and shadows swirled in front of her eyes. Occasionally, a corner would be lifted to reveal the scene behind, as if someone's hazy face.

The light shines through the water, faintly.The water that wraps the body is soft and soft, like soft and hot skin; the seaweed that entangles the hands and feet is like long black hair.

The school of fish swam between her legs, rubbed against her knees and waist, and kissed her delicately.

So hot……

Even though I was in the water, it wasn't cold at all, it was burning from the throat, I was hot and thirsty, and I had a headache...

Meng Xi was woken up by the heat.

With the air conditioner turned on in the room, she lifted the thick quilt and sat up, clutching her head aching from the hangover.

She was still wearing yesterday's clothes, including a sweater and trousers, except for a coat and shoes, no wonder it was so hot.

There was a hand that was placed next to the pillow, but now it was wet. Meng Xi took a look, and there was a wet towel there, which made the bed sheet wet.

... Couldn't it be Han Yuming who took care of her last night?It felt like he was the only one who could be so unreliable.

Meng Xi thought for a moment, but didn't remember.

On the contrary, he vaguely remembered that he had seen Song Zhiyi before.But this should be a dream, isn't she still abroad?

She tried her best to recall what happened after she was drunk, but she searched around but couldn't find any slippers, so she had to go barefoot to get the mineral water on the table, down half a bottle in one gulp, and finally relieved from thirst.

dream...

Although I don't remember exactly what I dreamed about, but the previous feeling still remains in my body... She seems to have had a spring dream.

Normal physiological needs, and no one else knows, Meng Xi will not feel ashamed.

It's just that the leftover feeling is so good, she has a little subtle nostalgia.

Shouldn't she be looking for someone too?Song Zhiyi's face was the first to cross Meng Xi's mind.

...Even Song Zhiyi seems to have a boyfriend!Although her vision is really not very good.

Meng Xi clicked his tongue and put down the water bottle.

She noticed that there were a few unopened lunch boxes on the table, who bought them; there was a white cashmere coat on the arm of the sofa... Wait, was she wearing this color yesterday?

Is someone else's?

Meng Xi recalled the girls at the party yesterday, but couldn't remember what clothes they were wearing.

Forget it, ask later.

Meng Xi found the phone and checked the time, it was not too late, it was early eight o'clock.

She smelled of alcohol, and she couldn't stand it, so she called Xiao Zhu who lived next door to her, and asked him to bring a change of clothes, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Xiao Zhu had already prepared and delivered the goods to the door in 5 minutes.After Meng Xi tidied herself up, she wiped her hair and called him in.

"Who sent me here yesterday?"

"Uh..." Xiao Zhu seemed to think of something, his eyes wandered, "It's Miss Song."

There really was a little girl surnamed Song among the people at the party, Meng Xi said, "Song Lin?"

"...It's Miss Song Zhiyi."

"Huh?" Meng Xi was stunned for a moment and realized, "How could it be her?"

When did she return to the country, and why did she appear here?Meng Xi clearly remembered that she booked the venue yesterday.

Xiao Zhu said: "Ms. Song should have been on the plane last night. Boss, you called her when you were drunk. She came directly from the airport."

then……

Xiao Zhu remembered what he broke through last night, and No.30 sincerely reflected in his heart nine times.

After he became Meng Xi's life assistant, because of the boss's generosity and high salary, he expressed 12 enthusiasm for this job.Try to be responsive, more omnipotent than Doraemon.

But Meng Xi seems to have lost his mind these years, and has never had a love life, which made him negligent a little-the boss also has a nightlife!

This mistake cannot be repeated.

And what happened yesterday, did he say it or not...

He carefully peeked at his boss's face, and found that after hearing these words, she didn't know what to think, and the corners of her lips raised slightly.

It turned out that the impression about Song Zhiyi was not a dream.Meng Xi was really in a good mood, and asked Xiao Zhu while unlocking the phone: "Has she gone back?"

Xiao Zhu: "...Probably not yet."

In fact, he was "encountered" by Miss Song in the corridor just now, and the other party reminded him gently and kindly, telling him not to talk too much.

【Did you eat breakfast? 】

Meng Xi sent out a message, and received a reply after a while.Without looking up, she pressed the phone and told Xiao Zhu, "Go to the restaurant downstairs and make a reservation."

Then she quickly blow-dried her hair, put it half wet and waited for it to dry naturally, and was ready to go downstairs for an appointment.

After packing Song Zhiyi's cashmere coat in a bag, Meng Xi opened the door and bumped into Han Yuming who came out from the opposite door.

He didn't look very well—clothes were fairly neat, but his hair was disheveled, and he had tried to fix it, but there were still a few stubborn strands sticking out.There are not only dark circles on his handsome face, but also a small bruise on the left cheekbone.

Meng Xi was startled: "What's the matter with you? You were beaten for being a thief last night?"

"Damn, you still say!"

Han Yuming was also very angry when he saw her, "Isn't it all because of your good deeds, hiss... You are too dark to start! Is it amazing to have learned judo?"

Oh, Meng Xi recalled a little bit, and it seems that he still has some remnants of this matter.

"Tsk tsk," she shook her head, "it's nothing special, it's better than a big man like you who can't beat a girl. And who told you to snatch my phone?"

"Be reasonable, sister, you gave it to me yourself!" Speaking of this, Han Yuming became even more aggrieved, "And if you think about it yourself, isn't it a bit too much? If you are called, you will leave your girlfriend and run out to drink at night, you are better..."

Meng Xi sighed: "Miss He has such a good temper, didn't she break up with you?"

Han Yuming: "Hello!"

"All right, all right, no kidding." This matter was indeed her fault, Meng Xi said, "It doesn't matter if I drink too much, don't take it to heart, don't you want that Aston Martin? You play for two days."

Han Yuming said, "Who told you this? I said that Song Zhiyi's matter was not just yesterday. If you are in love, you are in love. You can't just have a partner..."

"……Clam?"

Meng Xi was confused, she interrupted him, "Wait, who are you talking about falling in love with whom? I hit you so hard yesterday that it broke your mind?"

The two looked at each other in the corridor.

Seeing that she didn't look like she was joking, Han Yuming thought about it, sighed and patted her on the shoulder: "It's okay, you don't have to hide it from me, I don't discriminate against homosexuals. And I'm definitely on your side..."

"Get out! Who cares whether you discriminate against or not."

Meng Xi was speechless, "How do you know that Song Zhiyi and I have... that kind of relationship?"

Han Yuming was puzzled: "Didn't you say it yourself? You left me to duo with her once, and I asked you what you said! People who play games well, I won't remember the wrong ID."

"..."

Meng Xi remembered.

At that time, she just had an idea, and made some random nonsense to create some obstacles for the "hero and heroine". After so long, she didn't even pay much attention to that weird dream, and put it behind her.

Who knew that Han Yuming believed it to be true and had been misunderstood until now.

No wonder his attitude was always a little off when she and Song Zhiyi led him to form a team before...

Meng Xi was in a complicated mood and felt powerless: "...I was joking, don't really believe it."

"Oh, you really don't have to lie to me."

Han Yuming obviously couldn't listen to the explanation.

"I've long felt that you were a little too special to her. Back in high school, as long as she was around, you couldn't see others in your eyes. Su Yuan even complained to me. Recently, you two..." In Meng Xi With a sharp look in his eyes, he swallowed back the word "association", but he still couldn't hold back and continued to mutter, "...After you two started dating again, it became even more excessive. I usually don't have time to play two games with you, but in the end When I was the busiest at work, I went abroad to participate in music festivals. During this period of time, I was looking for you, and every time I went out to eat with her..."

Is it that often?

What Han Yuming said was true, and Meng Xi was almost brainwashed by him.

But it's hard to explain about the music festival. When Meng Xi recalled the meal, he still felt that he thought too much: "It's just that every time she came to ask me out, I happened to have time."

The problems in high school are even more outrageous.If she likes Song Zhiyi, why not fight with him every day?

Meng Xi said: "I don't know what you've been thinking all day long. I'm gay, so I've been with Su Yuan a long time ago."

Han Yuming: "That's not right, you're not with me either?"

Meng Xi: "I've said it before. I'm very concerned about public order, good customs, and ethics... It's strange, why do you think so firmly that I'm not heterosexual?"

"You are heterosexual, and you haven't liked me for so many years. It's not scientific at all!"

"...look in the mirror and don't be so confident."

These few words are all jokes.

Meng Xi knew that this was to dispel Han Yuming's misunderstanding.While they were talking, they walked to the elevator, and Meng Xi pressed the button for the second floor.

"Are you eating here?" Han Yuming went directly to the garage in the basement, "I'll leave first, I have something to do at home."

Meng Xi nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

This is even better, if he sees her eating with Song Zhiyi, he will have to come up with something weird.

She said goodbye to Han Yuming on the second floor and opened the door of the restaurant.

The wind chime at the door rang softly, and the waiter came up to her, asked her name in a soft voice, and took her to the seat.

The decoration of this restaurant is in a natural and fresh style. The simple white tables and chairs are covered with light green tablecloths, and a variety of plant decorations are used to separate a relatively private space.

Song Zhiyi arrived before her.

Meng Xi turned around the green flower stand, and saw her sitting by the window.

In the winter sun, Song Zhiyi took off his coat and hung it on the back of the chair. He was wearing a pink and white turtleneck sweater, with the fluffy collar supporting his face.The black and smooth hair fell on the shoulders, with a light halo.

Hearing the sound, she looked out of the window and turned to look at her face, her face was as smooth as white jade, her eyebrows contained a slight smile, and her amber eyes were like frozen honey.

"your clothes."

Meng Xi smiled unconsciously, put the bag in her hand on the seat next to her, and sat down opposite her.

"Thank you yesterday, I..." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly noticed something wrong, "What's wrong with your mouth?"

Even when the relationship was at its worst, Meng Xi had to admit that Song Zhiyi had a flawless face that could be called a work of art.

If it wasn't like this, Meng Xi wouldn't be confused by her appearance at first, thinking that she was gentle and simple.

And now on this artwork, there is a small crack——

There was a wound on Song Zhiyi's lip, which seemed to have been left in the past two days, and the blood scab had just formed.

Meng Xi couldn't figure it out: "How could this hurt?" Accidentally knocked on the mouth while eating?

"..."

Song Zhiyi subconsciously pursed her lips, feeling a slight tingling pain.

Meng Xi, who was opposite her, frowned slightly, and leaned forward. Apart from the slight tiredness after a hangover, her expression was only concerned and puzzled.She really doesn't remember anything.

Song Zhiyi caressed her lips, lowered her eyes, and said in a calm tone, "I was bitten by a puppy."

Meng Xi: "..."

Meng Xi could not understand this hint.What a puppy, it was clearly bitten by someone else.

Although Song Zhiyi's voice was slightly unpleasant, it was not serious anger.

...boyfriend?

Got bitten while kissing your boyfriend?Meng Xi stared at her wound distractedly.Was that man really dating her that day?

Tsk.The more Meng Xi looked at it, the more she felt that the wound was an eyesore. She said, "Be careful, a dog that has bitten someone can't be taught anymore, who knows what it will do in the future."

Who knows if he has violent tendencies.

Song Zhiyi heard what she meant, looked at her for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "...Got it. Don't talk about this, let's order food first."

She acted like she didn't take this matter to heart, Meng Xi felt depressed, but couldn't say anything more.

The previous good mood was swept away, she took the menu handed over by Song Zhiyi, and scanned it critically: "This one makes a creamy mushroom soup that is not bad, it would be a pity not to try it. You don't eat mushrooms , but it’s still acceptable for cooking soup?”

Song Zhiyi was taken aback, and his tone became much softer: "So you still remember."

Although she often eats with Meng Xi recently, she mainly takes care of each other's taste and consciously has not expressed her preference.

This topic was brought up when we chatted before.

Seeing her being so surprised, Meng Xi paused, remembering Han Yuming's complaint just now.

...Does she really love and pay attention to Song Zhiyi so much?

When Han Yuming mentioned it, Meng Xi himself never felt such a thing.For example, the problem of taste, after getting along with her, she will naturally remember it.

The main reason is that it is easy to remember - Song Zhiyi's picky eating problem is very serious.

Most people picky eaters only pick a certain type, a certain kind. Meng Xi himself is not too fond of vegetables, and prefers meat with heavy oil and salt.

As for Song Zhiyi, she doesn't like dishes that are too strong; she doesn't like spicy food; she doesn't like soft and slippery ingredients, such as mushrooms; It is quite special; the meat of chicken, duck and fish is not well processed, it has a little fishy smell, and I don't like it...

Meng Xi was speechless after thinking about it: "Everyone will be impressed by how picky you are."

Song Zhiyi smiled and said, "Except for you and the teacher, no one else has noticed it yet."

"That's because you didn't tell me."

Song Zhiyi doesn't like it or not, but he won't say that I don't eat it. It's just that there is no favorite dish, so I eat very little.

Forget about social occasions, it's the same in private. If you don't know someone very well, it's really hard to find her likes and dislikes.

——This person's character is really awkward.Meng Xi often thinks so.

It is obvious that there are many things that must be repaid, even if you suffer a small loss; but you are careless when you really should treat yourself well.

They finished their breakfast... not really breakfast, brunch.After Meng Xi paid the bill, the two walked to the elevator together.

Meng Xi said: "Are you going back now? I still have some things to pack..."

Song Zhiyi nodded with a smile: "Then let's separate here."

"Uh-huh?"

"What's wrong?"

Song Zhiyi smiled.Meng Xi didn't see anything wrong from her expression, so he paused and said, "...it's all right."

It's just that she thought that Song Zhiyi would wait for her for a while, and then the two of them would leave together.

Although they each have a car, they leave in different directions. One goes home and the other goes to work. It would be superfluous to go to the garage together.

But Meng Xi naturally felt that way. Normally, Song Zhiyi would do the same, right?

Or is she in a hurry?

...in a hurry to meet your boyfriend?

When the elevator came down, Meng Xi told Song Zhiyi to go first, but Song Zhiyi didn't refuse.

"correct."

But before leaving, she suddenly said, "I don't know why you have this misunderstanding...I don't have a boyfriend."

Meng Xi: "...Huh?"

Can you actually read minds?

Meng Xi, who couldn't remember what he did yesterday, was completely confused.

Meng Xi and Song Zhiyi parted ways, and on their way back to the company, they received an invitation to the premiere of the derivative film of the same name as "Survivor".

This film is a cooperative project with the film and television company under the Meng family.

Because "Survivor" itself does not have any game plot, the script is said to be adapted from a collection of game moments on the Internet, and it is a comedy movie.

It doesn't sound very reliable.

Meng Xi didn't understand film production, he just sold the copyright for the Meng family's sake, and didn't care much about how they made the film.

She didn't plan to go to the premiere at first, but then thought that Song Zhiyi had just finished recording a new album, and she should take a rest during this period, so she told her the news and asked her if she would go.

Song Zhiyi said to go, since Meng Xi was not busy recently, he changed the itinerary.

On the day of the premiere, Meng Xi originally planned to pick her up and go there with her, but she refused by saying that she was not on the way.

When they arrived at the scene, Song Zhiyi was just here to watch the film, but Meng Xi, as the boss of the game party, had to participate in the speech, and the seats were not together, so he didn't talk the whole time.

The filming was not bad, but Meng Xi didn't come here for this, so he was somewhat absent-minded.

It wasn't until the end of the screening that she pulled herself together and looked in Song Zhiyi's direction.

Someone moved faster than her - the director and leading actor of this movie had already chatted with Song Zhiyi.

There were also people who came to talk to Meng Xi, but she dismissed them with a few words. After the three people over there finished talking, Meng Xi walked over.

"You know Director Chu?"

"I can't say we know each other." Song Zhiyi smiled, "I met a friend at a friend's party before."

"Then he came to see you?"

"It is said that there is a pianist in the new movie, and I hope I can play a guest role."

"He's quite discerning."

Meng Xi also felt that Song Zhiyi's face was suitable to appear on the big screen and be admired by others. If she hadn't played the piano, she would definitely be able to make a name for herself in the entertainment industry. "It's not bad to play on the set, have you agreed?"

Even though she asked, she didn't think Song Zhiyi would agree.

Sure enough, Song Zhiyi smiled and said, "No, forget it. I'm not an actor."

They talked and walked to the exit.

Today Song Zhiyi's hair was partly pulled back, and she wore a shiny butterfly diamond hairpin.

Maybe it was not fixed well before, but now it is falling in the hair, and it is wobbly about to fall.

"Your issuing card."

Meng Xi raised her hand to help her fix it again, but Song Zhiyi tilted her head slightly, as if avoiding it inadvertently.

"I didn't even notice it, but luckily you reminded me." Song Zhiyi said, quickly arranged her hair, and said goodbye to her with a smile, "Come here, my car is over there."

"...Oh, bye."

"Well, see you next time, Meng Xi."

Meng Xi watched her leave, then suddenly "tsk", returned to his car, and closed the door unhappily.

It really wasn't an illusion.

Song Zhiyi seemed to be alienating her intentionally or unintentionally.It's not obvious, she still comes to see her for dinner and appointments, and the usual communication is normal, but it's not the same as before...

Meng Xi thought for a moment, then turned around and asked Xiao Zhu who was startled by the door closing: "I was drunk that day, what did I do?"