prefer silence

Walking into the elevator, I glanced at Yuan Jie with a smile, "Send you back to school?"

Yuan Jie shook his head and smiled a bit cautiously, "No need, it's the same as last time, just take me to the nearest subway station."

I didn't want to embarrass him, so I nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take you to the subway station."

Unlocking the car, I sat in the driver's seat, and Yuan Jie consciously sat in the back row, vacating the passenger seat.He avoided suspicion like this, which made me a little at a loss as to what to say.

"That, Yu Yuan, thank you."

Yuan Jie's words of thank you came without beginning or end, I looked into his eyes in the mirror suspiciously, he hid for a while, then looked back, with firmness.

"When I asked you and Brother Chen to buy tickets before, I was too offensive to you. But after I knew you were a couple, I gave up...I didn't expect to see Brother Chen and you again. Yes. Yuyuan, you are a good person, I hope you will always be happy."

He said it very sincerely, and I believe he really thought so.

"Okay, I will. You too."

Watching Yuan Jie get off the car, I thought this might be the last time I saw him.

……

When I got home, I took out my mobile phone, and Chen Zheng sent me new messages, only one.

【Brother Zheng: You heartless little traitor. 】

I felt guilty for a while, but pretended not to understand, answered him with a question mark, and then went to cook.

Steam half an eight-treasure fish, and then stir-fry a fungus lettuce, and dinner is settled like this.I wanted to bake a plate of egg tarts, but Chen Zheng was not at home, so I couldn't even get excited about eating dessert.

The night without Chen Zheng's company was very boring. I was so bored that I dug out the dusty game, picked up the controller and jumped left and right to the TV in the living room.If Chen Zheng is sitting on the sofa at this moment, he will definitely laugh at my strange dancing posture again.

I was born with poor coordination of my limbs, and I always looked stiff when I used my hands and feet.As for Chen Zheng, I don’t know if it’s because of his skateboarding skills, the same movement, he jumps out is much more pleasing to the eye than mine.

After I was hit by him once, I never forced him to play with me again.

Crazy for a while, I lay on the sofa panting.The phone on the coffee table rang, and I reached for it with my fingers with difficulty, and when I grabbed it, it was Song Zhiyuan calling.

I struggled for a while, but still accepted.Hope he didn't ask me to hang out today.

"Hello, Song Zhiyuan?"

"It took you more than a minute to answer, shouldn't I be glad you didn't hang up directly?" Song Zhiyuan said in a dissatisfied tone.

"Then how can it be? I was washing the dishes just now, so I didn't listen too much." Anyway, Song Zhiyuan was not in front of me, so I lied without changing my face, "Really, really, the sound of the water is really loud."

"Don't fool me, I don't know you." Song Zhiyuan "tsk", "Don't worry, I didn't ask you to come out to play today. Have you read our school's notice, one month will be the centennial anniversary , when the school will hold an event, I thought, take this opportunity to get together with the whole class in advance, what do you think?"

Is it the school day in one month?I’m ashamed to say that I really don’t have a sense of belonging to my alma mater, because I spent four years in college running around all the time, thinking about chasing men, and my studies were so neglected, I just graduated.

But Song Zhiyuan is different. He is the monitor of our class. He can speak well and play well. He never misses group activities.It is purely his credit that I was not excluded by boys in college—as long as I am in school, he will try to pick me up wherever he goes.

I have no problem with Song Zhiyuan wanting to bring everyone together, but it seems like we haven't graduated for a few years, maybe five or ten, it's all over the place, people are willing to make this trip?

I raised this question.

Song Zhiyuan said: "Come if you want, don't come if you don't want to, and don't force them. Anyway, you must go, and the four of us in 503 will get it."

I thought for a while and said, "It's better for Xu Rong to find it locally. Yang Wenluo isn't in City A, isn't he? Didn't he go to the north? Eleven just passed, and there won't be any holidays in the future."

There are four people in our dormitory 503. I, Song Zhiyuan, and Xu Yong are all locals, and Yang Wenluo is from the north. After graduation, I chose city B, which is close to my home, to develop.

Xu Rong and I are in the next bed. He is gentle and smart. He has won the first-class scholarship for four consecutive years.Every finals week, I had to trouble him to lecture me, and he was never impatient.It can be said that in college, apart from Song Zhiyuan, Xu Rong was my best friend.

As for Yang Wenluo, we plan to live together, and he and I have no private intersection.He is a typical northern straight man, straightforward and bold, and he can say what he has.He told me more than once in person that I was too coy, and he couldn't understand Song Zhiyuan playing well with me.

If Xu Rong and Song Zhiyuan hadn't acted as mediators between the two of us, we would have fallen out long ago.

After graduating, many unhappiness in the past have been put on a beautifying filter. I don't have any bad feelings for Yang Wenluo, and I remember his kindness more.

"I'll give him a hard time, set a weekend, and if that kid agrees, I'll go to City B and tie him up! You and Xu Rong have a good relationship, so you'll be the one to contact him, okay?"

"All right, I'll try. I remember that he seems to have joined his father's company after graduation. He should be doing well now. It's only a weekend. He should be free." I readily agreed.

After I hung up the phone, I found Xu Rong's profile picture in WeChat, and clicked to see his circle of friends.

Xu Rong's latest post was posted several months ago. He posted a video on his po, which was a light show shot by Linjiang.

He is not a person who likes to post his daily life in the circle of friends. In the four years of college, except for winning prizes, he will not post news on his birthday.

I went back and forth and watched the video that was only about ten seconds three or four times, but I didn't find anything special.

Forget it, just ask him directly when you see him.But before that, I need to convince him to come to the party.

Click to open the dialog box——

[Me: Xu Rong!Are you free right now?See my message and get back to me. 】

【Me: Song Zhiyuan wants to gather our class together for a meal. Are you busy recently? Can you spare one day of the weekend? 】

After sending these two messages, I put away my phone and went to take a shower.

When I came out in my bathrobe, Chen Zheng was already sitting on the sofa.When he saw me, he patted my thigh, lifted his chin a little proudly, his brows were tired, but his eyes were bright.

I was on guard in my heart, and instead of sitting on it directly as before, I carefully slid next to him, lowered my head to show weakness, "Brother Zheng..."

Chen Zheng wiped off the drops of water on my face, and asked me with a smile, "Why are you looking like this?"

I asked him back, "What do you say?"

He said: "I'm a little angry, Yuan Yuan. Didn't you hate that Yuan Jie before, why did you treat him so well all of a sudden?"

I don't want to reveal that I was watching Yuan Jie's live broadcast, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no other reason to deal with it, and I have nothing to say for a while.

Chen Zheng saw me standing still, and his face became serious, "Are you hiding something from me?"

I was deflated, how it seemed like everyone could see right through me.

Song Zhiyuan was like this, and so was Chen Zheng.

"It's just a small thing, I'll tell you later, you have to allow me to have my own privacy." I said seriously, "I, I just don't think Yuan Jie is bad. And I didn't treat him well, I just gave him Give him a pot of flowers."

"But, that potted flower is very beautiful." Chen Zheng emphasized.

My eyes widened, didn't I, this is what Chen Zheng cares about?

"That potted flower is very beautiful, it looks like you picked it carefully." Chen Zheng's tone was slightly aggrieved, "You never gave it to me."

I couldn't help but defend myself: "I have sent you flowers, several times."

"That's a dead flower, not the same as a living flower."

I was speechless, touched Chen Zheng's face, is this still the original, how did it become so unreasonable?

Chen Zheng smiled, but let me go, "You give me a pot too, it's more beautiful than his."