she really hates

It was Song Zhiyi.

Meng Xi stopped.She didn't want to eavesdrop, but Song Zhiyi's words sounded very irritating - Meng Xi was really afraid that the other party would rush up and beat her in a fit of anger.

The other woman was really pissed off, she screamed, "Stop!"

Then there was the muffled sound of footsteps on the carpet, as if she was chasing after Song Zhiyi who was about to leave, and the jewelry in her hand jingled during the dispute.

It's all about!Meng Xi couldn't stand still, and walked forward quickly, but only took two steps, and suddenly her feet were empty——

Depend on!

Why is there a small step in this place? !Who designed it!

Meng Xi gasped.At the critical moment, she held on to the wall and did not fall, but sprained her ankle.

The injury is not serious, just take it easy, the serious thing is her shoes.

One of the five-centimeter high-heeled shoes that Meng Xi wears has a broken root, so how can I walk?I can't even stand still!

Meng Xi was anxious and angry, insulting the brand of this pair of shoes a hundred times in her heart, bent down and began to take off the shoes.

The conflict over there continued to escalate.

Song Zhiyi's voice was obviously cold and impatient: "Please let go."

The unknown woman kept pestering her, and sneered twice: "Okay, you don't remember me, you always remember Su Yuan! You won't forget who caused her to be like that, why do you..."

"What are you doing! Let go!"

An angry male voice sounded from the other end, he came over to end the one-sided quarrel, and asked again, "Are you all right?"

Song Zhiyi said something in a low voice, but Meng Xi didn't hear clearly.

The man who came to rescue said sharply: "Miss, this is not a place for people to spoil! I don't think you would like to be invited out, so that the person who brought you here will be ashamed."

The woman was silent for a while, and sneered: "It used to be Meng Xi, but now it's the young master of the Qu family. You really belong to me, Song Zhiyi."

After she finished speaking, she stepped on heavy steps and left in the other direction.

After she left, the man asked: "I remember she is the female companion brought by Tao Fei, do you know her?"

Meng Xi also wants to know this question.

The woman first brought up the matter of Su Yuan, and then mentioned her, as if she knew very well about her entanglement with Song Zhiyi.

But Tao Fei's girlfriend?

Meng Xi has a good impression of her face, because she looks good, but I really don't remember when I met such a person, is it a high school classmate again?

Song Zhiyi's tone was gentle, but embarrassed: "I don't remember... She mentioned Meng Xi, maybe she knew me in high school. But when I asked who she was, she didn't say anything."

"Then how about I check it out for you..."

"There's no need to bother you? I'll ask someone to contact her. Seeing her like that, maybe I did hurt her unintentionally before..."

They were talking and walking this way.

Meng Xi couldn't care less about recalling who that woman was, and even less cared about complaining about Song Zhiyi's "guilt" that seemed to be for the sake of others from the bottom of her heart. She just wanted to know where she could hide temporarily.

Her current image is too embarrassing to be bumped into by others.

But in front of her were the two people who were about to walk, and behind her was a long corridor with a clear view. It was too late to leave at this time.

The two walked around the corner, Song Zhiyi walked a little ahead, stared at Meng Xi who was leaning on the wall, and was stunned.

The man was still disapproving and said: "Don't think so. I don't know what's going on now..." Seeing Song Zhiyi suddenly stop and look forward, he was stunned for a moment, "Meng Xi? You... How will you be here?"

Meng Xi swept his face, tsk, no wonder the voice sounded familiar before, isn't this the "Mr. Qu"!

How could she forget that this man "chopped his beard" outside the police station not long ago?And the hug when Song Zhiyi got off the car the day Song Zhiyi came to visit the project team...

Now he is well-dressed and gracefully saving the beauty in time; Meng Xi is a step behind, so he can only stand barefoot in the corridor, holding a pair of high heels, watching the two handsome men and beautiful women walking side by side.

Old and new grudges came together, and the unhappiness at that time can be said to have multiplied several times now.

Losing is not losing... No, she didn't lose anywhere!Meng Xi straightened his back, Shi Shiran withdrew his hand supporting the wall, even in such a distressed image, there was a natural arrogance.

"Where is my love, does it have anything to do with you?" Meng Xi snorted, "You are here too. Why don't you tell me what you are here for first, and then meddle in my business?"

Qu Yang frowned.

His question just now was indeed inappropriate, but in the end there was no malice in it, it was just that he suddenly blurted out when he saw her appearing here in this appearance.

Meng Xi's attitude can be called bad.

Of course Qu Yang didn't know, she saw him and Song Zhiyi walking together, and she was so jealous, she just thought she still remembered the last quarrel.

He naturally has his own arrogance.

Last time, he was the first to speak to Meng Xi with a bad attitude, but Meng Xi taunted him back on the spot. It is definitely impossible for him to bow his head and apologize.

This time Meng Xi opened his mouth again, so that he could not get off the stage. He didn't stab back, it was because of Song Zhiyi's face, and he didn't want to make too much trouble with her friend.

His face was ugly, and he was about to say something.Song Zhiyi spoke before him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qu." Song Zhiyi frowned slightly, apologetically, "She didn't mean it. It's my fault. I forgot to explain the misunderstanding to her last time."

Meng Xi snorted softly. Although she didn't refute her words, she seemed 12 very dissatisfied with Song Zhiyi's act of apologizing.

Song Zhiyi's tone was slightly serious: "Meng Xi."

Meng Xi remained silent.

In just two back and forth, the closeness and distance have been clearly distinguished.

Feeling Song Zhiyi's protection of Meng Xi, Qu Yang paused, even if he felt a little uncomfortable, he could only say, "It's okay."

Song Zhiyi said: "It's almost time, Mr. Qu, you go there first. I have a word with Mr. Meng."

Qu Yang nodded: "Don't delay too long."

He passed by Meng Xi's side without even looking at her. He was obviously unhappy and ignored her on purpose.

Meng Xi groaned, he was upset, and she was even more upset!

Song Zhiyi heard it, looked at her helplessly, and advised her: "Let's go, Mr. Meng?"

Meng Xi avoided her outstretched hand, leaned against the wall with his arms folded, just now he didn't argue with her in front of outsiders, but now he settles the score: "Why are you apologizing to him?"

"Or let you guys quarrel here?" Song Zhiyi sighed softly, "Don't your feet hurt? You still have the mind to quarrel with others."

"It doesn't hurt, and it doesn't..."

Before Meng Xi finished speaking, Song Zhiyi knelt down and held her ankle.

When Weiliang's fingers touched the skin through the stockings, Meng Xi shivered, and subconsciously retracted: "...What are you doing? I told you it doesn't hurt anymore."

Song Zhiyi said, "It's a little swollen."

"It will disappear by itself after a while..."

"What if it's more serious?" Song Zhiyi interrupted her, and then couldn't help but soften her voice, "It's not troublesome to deal with it. And you have to change your shoes, my room is just a few steps away."

Meng Xi was speechless.

She had never felt that she was so easy to coax, no matter how unhappy she was, she was dispelled by Song Zhiyi's soft words.

Song Zhiyi's room was indeed not far away.Meng Xi was helped in by her, sat on the bed, and turned her eyes around the room.

Just normal rooms.

Except for the suitcase on the ground, there are no personal items, and it is obvious that the owner of the room is only staying temporarily.

Meng Xi asked: "Have you lived here recently?"

Song Zhiyi turned on the water for her in the bathroom, turned the faucet to run water, and then filled the basin, her voice came out.

"Yeah, Xiaoyi said she was a little nervous and asked me to come and stay with her for two days."

nervous?Meng Xi thought of what he ran into in the garden before, and he was noncommittal about it.

Compared with Miss He, she is really nervous.I just fell asleep early this morning, got up early to work hard for the company, and made careful preparations to come to the banquet at night.

Song Zhiyi came out with a water basin.

Meng Xi wanted to ask her if she knew about Miss He and Lin Xiaotong, but when the words came to her lips, she felt that there was no need to ask.

No matter whether she knew it beforehand or not, it couldn't prevent the marriage between the He family and the Han family.

Even Han Yuming himself didn't mind, there was really no point in pursuing it.

However, when Meng Xi thought of this matter, he felt that he couldn't lift his spirits from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, her surname was neither He nor Han, so she was tired of this kind of compromise rather than fighting for the parties involved, and she was not even interested in participating in the upcoming engagement ceremony.

"There are no ice cubes, only cold water."

Song Zhiyi's voice interrupted Meng Xi's distraction.

She put down the half-full water basin, half-kneeled down, and lifted Meng Xi's injured ankle. Meng Xi was startled, and reflexively pulled back, and was held down.

"do not move."

"Wait, wait..." Meng Xi said, "I'm still wearing socks."

Song Zhiyi was taken aback, as if he had just discovered this, he let go of his hand silently.

Sometimes Meng Xi doesn't stick to small details. If it's other same-sex friends, she's already started to take off her clothes.

but……

Meng Xi was silent for a moment, and found that Song Zhiyi hadn't realized the problem, so she could only remind her: "Turn around first."

"...?"

Song Zhiyi looked at her blankly at first, then paused slightly, probably thinking of it, and calmly looked away.

However, no matter how nonchalant she acted, the moment Meng Xi spoke, the atmosphere became strange.

Isn't she usually very considerate and meticulous in everything she does?Why is he so absent-minded today!

Meng Xi hates it.

Wearing dresses in this kind of weather, Meng Xi can choose long ones but not short ones, can choose thick fabrics but not thin ones, and can wear more than one.Of course, wearing stockings is also to keep warm - even if it is a little thinner, there is still a gap between wearing nothing.

But now, she would rather suffer from the cold before.

The air conditioner in the room hadn't been turned on for long, and it wasn't enough time to warm up the room.

Meng Xi lifted the hem of the skirt, and the thin and soft material was taken off her legs, and the exposed skin touched the air, arousing a fine and dense coolness.

She has tried to move as lightly as possible, but it is impossible that there is no movement.Whether it is the sound of pressing the bedding when the center of gravity changes, or the sound of clothes rubbing, it sounds especially obvious in a quiet room.

Meng Xisheng unrequitedly rolled up the stockings that he had taken off, and put them behind him, where Song Zhiyi could never see them from that angle.

"All right."

"……Um."

Song Zhiyi didn't look up, but looked down at her injured ankle.

Meng Xi pressed the skirt that rolled up to her knees, and felt that her gaze seemed to have warmth, and the place where she was stared at felt itchy and warm.

Song Zhiyi held her leg.

"Hiss..." Pressing the sprained area with a towel soaked in cold water, Meng Xi complained to cover up his discomfort, "It's so cold."

"to beat."

Song Zhiyi said that the hand pressing her calf was slightly hard, as if afraid that she would run away.

In fact, she needn't have worried.

Meng Xi stepped on her leg, and could feel the body temperature coming from behind the thin dress. Her whole body was very stiff, so there was no room for her to escape.

It's just a cold compress, just like a doctor treating a patient, can there be any extra thoughts when undressing?

Meng Xi tried to convince herself this way, but she couldn't suppress her rapid heartbeat.

Especially Song Zhiyi's hand holding her leg, under the light, it looked as if it was carved from white jade, and it was much softer than jade. The blood vessels on the back of the hand were slightly blue, the knuckles were long and slender, and the fingertips were slightly pink. .

That hand seemed to be smeared with some kind of anesthetic that works on touch.

Pressed against her soft palm, Meng Xi could only move, and no one spoke, only the sound of two people's quiet breathing intertwined, but the quieter it was, the more unspeakably thick the air seemed to be.

Song Zhiyi changed the towel once.

"Cough..." Meng Xi took this opportunity to break her silence, she saw the water on the towel dripping wet Song Zhiyi's white dress, "You won't be able to wear this dress later."

"It's okay, there are spares."

"Oh..." After being well prepared, Meng Xi paused for a while, and found that the topic was difficult to talk about, so he changed to someone who could talk, "I heard that woman talking to you just now, who is she?"

Song Zhiyi: "No..."

As soon as she started, Meng Xi heard that she was being perfunctory, and kicked her lightly with her other free foot.

...or to put it bluntly, snow-white toes painted with wine-red nail polish brushed across Song Zhiyi's bent legs through the smooth dress.

Song Zhiyi couldn't help tightening his hands, and was afraid of hurting Meng Xi, so he deliberately relaxed.

Meng Xi didn't notice the difference in strength at all, and said angrily: "Don't say you don't know, do you believe me?"

"..."

Song Zhiyi couldn't help it: "It's Wang Lan."

"...Who?" Meng Xi was at a loss.

Song Zhiyi said: "She was transferred to No. [-] Middle School in the third year of high school, Song Zhigao's cousin."

"... Oh, her."

After being reminded, Meng Xi thought of who she was, so her tone became complicated.

It's not a good topic either.

As for the girl who transferred from high school in the third year and had a disagreement with Song Zhiyi, Meng Xi really remembered one, rather it was a deep impression, and she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to.

Song Zhiyi is the type who seems to be quite popular on the surface.That is to say, even if not everyone likes her—Meng Xi has heard others speak harshly about her behind her back more than once—at least they don't deliberately make things difficult for her when they get along with her, and they behave harmoniously and don't like her. It will exclude her, but it has a faint meaning of centering on her.

To achieve this level among a group of not-so-mature high school students, Meng Xi felt that it was already quite remarkable.

In such an environment, it becomes very obvious who is targeting her.

For example, Meng Xi, most of her fights with Song Zhiyi can be regarded as benign competition, so the teacher turned a blind eye; and Wang Lan, who transferred from high school, engraved the words "campus bullying" on on the forehead.

Her methods are very rough, tearing books, cutting school uniforms, putting bugs in the desk, locking people in the toilet, splashing water all over the corridor for no reason...

Of course, this level will attract the teacher's discipline, especially Song Zhiyi is still an outstanding student in the teacher's mind, the kind who will be hung on the outstanding alumni wall to add luster to his alma mater.

But Wang Lan is Song Zhigao's cousin, that is, the natal family of Song Zhiyi's stepmother.

She herself was forced in by relying on Song's background.What's more, these small tricks are vicious and vicious, and they are not enough to be persuaded to quit; light punishments such as recording demerits and writing self-criticisms are not painful to her who is a full-time delinquent girl; In the past, she didn't teach her daughter at all, and Song Zhiyi had no one to support her.

What to do?There is no way to manage it.

At that time, Meng Xi had already reached a settlement with Song Zhiyi—although in the eyes of outsiders, they still didn't have much contact with each other, and they were only forced to have a temporary truce due to the increasingly heavy studies.

Seeing Wang Lan getting more and more arrogant, Meng Xi was so angry that he was ready to roll up his sleeves to avenge Song Zhiyi.Others are afraid of Wang Lan, but she is not afraid!

She forgot that Song Zhiyi was not someone to mess with.

She didn't need Meng Xi to stand up for her, she acted quickly and ruthlessly, and just took advantage of Meng Xi's reputation to make Wang Lan drop out of school in disrepute... At the same time, Su Yuan was involved in this incident, which accidentally caused her to double... Disabled legs.

...Su Yuan.

This name is like some kind of taboo between them.

She is Meng Xi's good friend and has been in contact with Song Zhiyi, but when they get along, no one will mention her.

As early as the day of the funeral when he went to find Song Zhiyi, Meng Xi decided to write off all the past.

But that was between her and Song Zhiyi, and Su Yuan...was different.

Of course, Su Yuan's leg can be cured now, and she has not wasted time studying abroad in these years, and there is a bright future after recovery.But no one can deny what happened in the past.

It's like a thorn buried in flesh and blood. Once you get used to it, you won't feel pain or discomfort. Once you want to dig it out, you have to be prepared to face the bloody reality.

The room fell silent again.

Compared with before, this silence seems to contain a wordless gap, dividing the distance between the two people who are approaching.

Mengxi doesn't like this.

She didn't mean to use this old thing to blame or alienate Song Zhiyi.Just talking about this matter, I don't know what to say, and it will inevitably become nothing to say.

She kind of regrets not being tactful enough to have brought up the subject before it happened.

Song Zhiyi lowered her eyes silently, and Meng Xi could clearly see her slender and delicate eyelashes from above.

Coming to such a dinner party, of course she wore makeup.The thin blush naturally bloomed on the beautiful cheeks, and the lips were a matte dry rose color, which was quite gentle in the elegance and refinement.

The originally soft eyebrows became more delicate and elegant after being traced. At this time, the silent posture revealed the white and thin shoulders and neck in the silence, and even the thin hair that fell down was very pitiful.

Meng Xi knew that this was just an illusion caused by Song Zhiyi's beautiful appearance.

This is her appearance of disguising herself, like the colorful canopy of poisonous mushrooms and the fragrance of pitcher plants, no one can guess what Song Zhiyi is planning under her gentle and delicate skin.

Meng Xi knew it clearly, but still couldn't help but want to pull her up, hug her, and use body language to reassure her.

But no.

Based on their current relationship, it is not acceptable; if the answer that has not yet found a chance to say is refusal, it is even more unacceptable.

However, Song Zhiyi has no shortage of suitors. Maybe it won't be long before she finds someone who is qualified to hold her in his arms and comfort her by cuddling with each other without stabbing her...

Meng Xi was suddenly upset.

"It's almost ready, isn't it?" Taking advantage of Song Zhiyi's second change of towel, Meng Xi withdrew his feet, "I can come by myself. If you don't go down, you will miss the engagement ceremony."

"I'm just a guest, it doesn't matter if I'm not there."

It's almost there, Song Zhiyi didn't insist on cold compresses anymore, but she wasn't keen on attending the dinner party either, "Still, do you want me to leave you alone?"

Not at all.However, Meng Xi said: "Aren't you and Miss He good friends?"

Usually you are "Xiaoyi" and I am "Sister Zhiyi", and they are so close to each other.Thinking about it now, who knows if Miss He ever had thoughts about her.

Song Zhiyi poured water in the bathroom: "She is the teacher's granddaughter."

Oh, Mengxi is relieved.

"What about Mr. Qu?" Meng Xi said, "I saw him twice, and each time I was eager to stand up for you. Is he chasing you?"

"When you meet friends with difficulties, don't you also rush to get ahead?"

"Yeah...especially for you."

The result proved that her friendship with Song Zhiyi was not pure.

Moreover, Meng Xi was still worried about that hug, she said: "I saw you hugged him, you said you didn't have a boyfriend."

"..."

Song Zhiyi didn't speak this time.

After washing her hands and drying them off, she came out and stopped a little further away.

Meng Xi just sat on the bed and looked at her. She didn't even remember to put down her skirt. The black dress with dark rose pattern was like a gorgeous velvet cloth for jewelry, supporting her white and naked calf.

But she is not a cold jewel, if she is not willing, no one can treasure her up.

"Meng Xi," Song Zhiyi looked at her, with a soft voice that sounded like a sigh at the end, "What kind of relationship do we have? If you ask me such a question, what answer do you want?"

The guest room prepared by the He family for Song Zhiyi was not small, but Meng Xi felt cramped under such eyes.

Song Zhiyi's eyes reflected her figure, like the shadow of a cloud falling into the middle of a lake, the faint shadow covered the dazzling waves, so the dark color of the bottom of the lake was revealed.

What kind of relationship are we?

The question puts the deadline for an answer in sight.It was hard for Meng Xi to say if he had thought clearly at this moment.

Her rationality is always weighing and swinging left and right; but the answer she wants to make seems to never change.

"...Before we confirm our relationship, I have one more question."

Meng Xi felt the irritating blood circulation caused by the rapid heart rate, but she said slowly, "I don't seem to have heard you explicitly say that..."

"--do you like me?"

The author has something to say: I thought I updated yesterday!The result is that I forgot to set a timed release... I simply mixed it with today's share...

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