little love

"Song Yi, what are you thinking about? You're so preoccupied."

Gao Xiumei pushed the door in with a bowl,

"No, try it quickly, freshly fried meatballs."

Song Yi took one with his chopsticks:

"Hmm....hot, hot", grinned for a while.

"You silly boy, you can't bite slowly when it just exploded."

Gao Xiumei laughed angrily, this child.

"It's okay, isn't this delicious!"

"You..."

Gao Xiumei nodded his head and said nothing more.

"By the way, Principal Zhang called just now and asked whether you should sell the stocks you bought. According to him, it would be the most cost-effective if you sell them now. Let him call back."

"Well, I'll call him later. If it's sold out this time, it's estimated that there will be more than 1 to take away. Mom, your son is amazing."

When preparing to open a supermarket last time, I vaguely heard Song Yi mentioned this stock, but I didn't expect it to be more than expected. Gao Xiumei was speechless in admiration of her son's ability to make money.

However, Song Yi thought to himself, after the next year, it is better to buy less. If you remember well, the bull market in the stock market is only a few years, and the Great Depression is coming later, it is better to be cautious.

After making the phone call and communicating with Principal Zhang about the future investment trend, Song Yi saw Zhu Xiaowei limping towards this side, wrapped up like a bear, which made Song Yi laugh for a while.

"Yeah, Xiaowei is here, come over and have some meatballs." Gao Xiumei made a few bowls and handed them to Zhu Xiaowei:

"Hurry up and eat in Song Yi's house, it's very cold outside."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but rush the two patients to Song Yi's room together, and hurried back to the kitchen.

"I told my mother, if you don't let me come to you, I'll go on a hunger strike, hum, I'm almost suffocated, huh...... huh......."

While eating, he did not forget to free his mouth to complain.

"It's no wonder that you go on a hunger strike, but with your physique, there's nothing wrong with starving for three days."

Song Yi watched with a smile on his mouth full of oil, and took out a piece of paper from the side and handed it over.

Look at his unnatural legs again, hesitate for a moment, go in, and pat the place where he came out:

"You... come up, it's cold outside."

Zhu Xiaowei was taken aback, wiped his hands with a paper towel, pulled off his outer pants, crawled into bed, and snorted comfortably:

So warm.

After a while of embarrassment, Zhu Xiaowei couldn't hold back at first:

"Song Yi...why did you help me so much that day?"

This question has been buried in his heart for a long time.

Song Yi stopped turning the pages of the book, turned his head, and stared into Zhu Xiaowei's eyes:

"Then what about you, why are you protecting me so desperately?"

"I...I don't want you to get hurt."

Seeing the firmness in Zhu Xiaowei's eyes, Song Yi said quietly:

"Me too!"

He actually didn't want Zhu Xiaowei to get hurt because of him.

Zhu Xiaowei got the answer he wanted, but still scratched his hair and hesitated:

"Song Yi... I actually, actually, feel..."

Song Yi didn't interrupt, and patiently listened to him. Last time in the hospital, he also saw the clue.

"I... seem to like you!"

Song Yi wasn't surprised, maybe he was trying to be calm, staring at Zhu Xiaowei:

"Why are you sure you like me? Logically, shouldn't you like those girls?"

"I don't know, I just feel that if I can't see you every day, I miss you very much. I like talking to you and watching you read a book. Especially when I saw you hurt last time, I can't bear it. I don't know. If If this is not called liking, what is liking.”

Zhu Xiaowei forced himself to be calm, and continued to muster up his courage:

"Besides, I don't have any feelings for the girls who wrote me love letters. I always feel that they are not as good as you."

After speaking in one breath, Zhu Xiaowei heaved a sigh of relief, and he finally said it. Is it easy for an outgoing person like him to hold back until now?

After a long period of silence, Zhu Xiaowei began to feel uneasy, whether Song Yi had been frightened.

Song Yi couldn't calm down anymore. After waiting for so long, is it finally here?

"Then, do you know that the future of the two men will be very difficult!"

"I don't know, I only know that now, I, like, like, you."

Then take a gamble.

"Want to know my answer?"

Looking at Zhu Xiaowei's hopeful eyes, Song Yi put down the book in his hand, and under Zhu Xiaowei's puzzled eyes, kissed on the lips that still had the fragrance of meat.

Zhu Xiaowei's heartbeat stopped suddenly, and he stared at Song Yi who was enlarged in front of him with wide eyes.

In just a split second, when Song Yi picked up the book again, Zhu Xiaowei was still shocked:

"Song Yi...you..."

"Stupid, I've liked you for a long time."

The room was quiet again, Zhu Xiaowei was still recalling the soft touch just now, under the bed, the two held hands tightly.

After a long time, Song Yi felt cheerful when he heard the silly laughter coming from beside him:

This accident is really worth it!