she really hates

Things are starting to go wrong.

Meng Xi was sitting at the desk, staring at the documents to be signed, with his hands crossed and his face full of solemnity, as if he was thinking about some major issues related to the survival of the company.

In fact, she was distracted.

"because I……"

"I like the same sex."

That day Song Zhiyi's words, expressions, movements, even the broken hair that fell on his cheeks when he looked over, all clearly reappeared in front of his eyes.

After hearing this sentence, Meng Xi was shocked and didn't speak for a long time even though she had some premonition before.

There was only silence in the air.

Song Zhiyi didn't know what he learned from it, and finally turned his eyes away with a slightly bitter smile.

"So I'm not alienating you, it's not that I don't want to be with you. My... feelings for you have never diminished. But I can't be as close to you as your other female friends. Can you understand? Or say ..."

"Do you think it would be better for me to continue to misunderstand?"

Meng Xi didn't know how to answer.

She is extremely confused.

In the end, this problem was only perfunctory, and it was temporarily shelved in tacit understanding.

Meng Xi left Song Zhiyi's house after lunch, and when she got downstairs, she was shocked by the cold air in the depths of winter, and she came back to her senses.

——In the end, I still didn’t ask what happened that day!

Not only that.

There was also the reason for Song Zhiyi's change of attitude. He found it, but he didn't solve the problem, but made things more complicated.

Meng Xi was deeply entangled.

She has never been in love.It can even be said that for so many years, there is not even a single object of interest.

I didn't understand it when I was a child.

When she was a little older, the girls of the same age were in love with her, and she was addicted to games; when she was a little older, the high school period that was most suitable for puppy love, she was busy with her studies, and she was also busy with Song Zhiyi...

As long as the two of them are in the same place and their eyes cross each other, the rest of them will all become the background board of the struggle.

She was even busier when she was in college. Her studies were on the one hand, and on the other hand, she also had to start a business.How can there be so much free time to find a partner.

But Meng Xi just lacks emotional experience, not arrears in emotional intelligence.

Song Zhiyi hinted to that extent, even if she wanted to convince herself that it was a misunderstanding, she really couldn't convince herself.

"Ugh……"

Meng Xi let out a long sigh.

Emotional issues are really troublesome.

She read a document for a long time without finishing it, so she simply put it down and walked to the window to change her eyes.

It happened that Xiao Zhu came in with coffee.

Meng Xi stared at him.

"...Boss?" Xiao Zhu became cautious when she saw her, "Do you have any orders?"

"Have you ever been in love?"

"Ah?" Little Zhu couldn't figure out why he suddenly wanted to investigate his love life, and replied cautiously, "I talked about it once."

Talked about, it's a thing of the past.

Meng Xi disliked: "We broke up..."

Xiao Zhu: "..."

yes.Because when you become the boss's life assistant, how can you have time to spend with your girlfriend?Of course it will be broken up.

Xiao Zhu swallowed this bitter reason back to her stomach.

Forget it, make do with it.

Meng Xi decided to find someone to discuss relationship issues.

But she counted it all down: Han Yuming, who will break up sooner or later, forget it; Su Yuan is also single; the family members are even worse, especially Meng Zhao, who can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth... Thinking, only Xiao Zhu in front of me is the most suitable.

Meng Xi pondered for a moment, then asked, "Do you think Song Zhiyi likes me?"

"..."

From that day on, Xiao Zhu was ready to face her boss's emotional life, but she didn't expect it to come so soon.

He quickly came back to his senses, and asked tentatively, "Boss, do you mean...that kind of liking?"

Xiao Zhu was not shocked at all, she reacted so quickly to her question.

This made Meng Xi surprised.

"Have you seen it already?"

"Uh, yeah..."

That's the problem if you can't see it.Xiao Zhu used the excellent professionalism of the professional assistant to guess the intention of the boss asking this.

It is known that the boss kissed Ms. Song after drunk, so the boss likes Ms. Song; and Ms. Song is more resistant...

Two days ago, the boss went to Ms. Song's house to inquire face-to-face about this matter, and he has been unhappy since he came back.

Xiao Zhu understands.

The boss is pursuing Miss Song now, but he is not sure about Miss Song's intentions.

Xiao Zhu understood her position as a love strategist, and suddenly realized that she started to work.He asked: "Boss, have you directly asked Miss Song what she means?"

"No."

How do you ask?Open your mouth and ask "Do you like me"?

If the guess was wrong, the scene would be very embarrassing; if it was true, it would be even more embarrassing if Meng Xi hadn't figured out how to reply.

"Then we can try it step by step. For example," Xiao Zhu said, "if Miss Song doesn't reject intimate contact..."

Meng Xi: "..."

She repelled.

It should be said that intimacy between friends is prohibited, even hair styling is not allowed!

Comprehending Meng Xi's silent gaze, Xiao Zhu changed the direction awkwardly: "Otherwise, let's express it bluntly with actions, showing sincere feelings, and everyone will be moved. If Miss Song responds... "

"Are you teaching me to chase her?"

The more you hear it, the more wrong it becomes.Meng Xi interrupted him: "What if I like her if I'm misunderstood? I just want to know if she likes me."

It's not that I want to deceive people's feelings!

Xiao Zhu said: "... Boss, don't you like Miss Song?"

"I..." Of course I don't like it, the words stuck in her throat, Meng Xi folded her arms irritably, "Why don't you think I like her?"

You kissed everyone!

But Xiao Zhu didn't dare to say that he was just a social animal receiving the salary of the boss.He can only admit his mistake: "That's my misunderstanding."

Alas, why be stubborn.

I also care about whether the other party likes me, but I don't want to admit that I like the other party.

Xiao Zhu, who sees through everything, really didn't expect that the boss who is vigorous and vigorous at work talks about love in such a style.

Meng Xi didn't know that there was a huge discrepancy between her and Xiao Zhu's cognition.

She became impatient: "Just tell me, does she like me?"

This……

Xiao Zhu recalled Song Zhiyi's performance, and said tactfully: "Miss Song, maybe you haven't adapted to the change in relationship?"

It is indeed possible.

Meng Xi thought, maybe they were really too sticky before.

Suddenly alienated, even from the perspective of a friend, she is very uncomfortable.

Song Zhiyi's emotional orientation is different. Didn't it seem a bit ambiguous to her during that time?Therefore, when I was determined to draw a clear line, it was even more difficult to separate, which gave me the illusion that I was almost confessing.

... Then does she like me or not?

After discussing with the newly appointed dog-headed military adviser, Meng Xi, who was originally just wondering what Song Zhiyi liked about him, fell into deeper troubles.

Meng Xi's entanglement went all the way to the day of the high school reunion.

Although she and Song Zhiyi made an appointment to go there together, this time she didn't ask Song Zhiyi if he wanted to pick her up and go with her, but made a tacit agreement to meet at the dinner party.

If it was just like this, even though Meng Xi was disappointed, he was somewhat relieved.

But she was 10 minutes late because of the traffic jam, and when she got there, she saw Song Zhiyi waiting for her in the hotel lobby.

Song Zhiyi has the habit of arriving 15 minutes early when she goes out with others and attends parties. In other words, she has been waiting here for at least 25 minutes.

She was sitting on the sofa in the corner of the hall, her coat was a gentle smoky blue, and the white chiffon dress inside hung down to her ankles, like a soft cloud.

Obviously he said that being a friend should not rely too much on the other party, but in the end he did such a meaningless thing.

Meng Xi stood at the door, looking there with complicated emotions for a long while before walking over.

"Did you wait a long time?"

"Huh? You're here." Song Zhiyi stood up and put the phone back, "It didn't take long, I just sat for a while. Let's go up, the box number is 301."

"Well, okay."

"I don't know if the squad leader booked this room on purpose. It's the same as the class number, which makes people miss it a bit."

"Yes."

"...What's wrong? I'm a bit lacklustre today." Song Zhiyi turned to look at her with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Meng Xi said: "Maybe it's because I stayed up late yesterday."

In fact, she felt a little panicked for no reason.

Song Zhiyi cared so meticulously, she was even more uncomfortable, not for her, but for their "relationship".

Walking side by side in the corridor of the hotel, Meng Xi kept a "not so intimate" distance, not very interested.

The two of them arrived more than ten minutes late, and when they arrived at the box, except for those who decided not to come, everyone else had already arrived, and it was inevitable that they would receive attention and a warm welcome.

"Meng Xi and Song Zhiyi, you've made it! I'm still worried that I won't come, so today's banquet is half for nothing!"

"I haven't seen you for a few years. The two school beauties are getting more and more beautiful now! Hey, I'm the only one who is still so ugly."

"Sit down, sit down, sit here with me, there are just two empty seats."

"Before I heard Tong Dong say that you would come together, many people still didn't believe it. Why didn't Handsome Han come together?"

The atmosphere at the dinner table was lively, and Meng Xi only politely dealt with these old classmates who had no impression, and after succinctly declining several invitations for contact information, others wisely stopped coming to her.

It was Song Zhiyi, and Meng Xi sat beside her, once again seeing her terrifying social skills.

This person actually remembered the names of all the people present, and registered them one by one!

"how did you do that?"

Meng Xi couldn't hold back, and took a moment to ask her in a low voice.

Song Zhiyi kept smiling, leaned closer, and whispered to her: "Before I came here, I looked through my high school classmates and group photos."

"..."

Is it necessary to do this?

Seeming to see the question in Meng Xi's heart, Song Zhiyi's eyes were tinged with helplessness: "Since you don't like this kind of occasion, you still agree to come here? If you knew it earlier, you would have refused. Why don't you go to a movie."

Meng Xixin said that it was because she wanted to come here with you.

But she looked at Song Zhiyi's face close at hand, and realized that even this sentence was probably within the scope of "misunderstanding" for her, so she couldn't say it.

After a slight pause, Meng Xi could only smile, and responded to the second half of the sentence: "Then go and watch after dinner."