Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

Xu Ning thought about many scenes of meeting Song Zui, such as the young man looking at him with tears in his eyes, such as the young man lowering his head and biting his lips stubbornly, but he never thought of being called a scumbag.

The two people around Song Zui immediately cast unspeakable glances at him, and he couldn't help but ask, "Why am I such a scumbag?"

"I haven't passed a single professional course, and I'm on the way to retake it every year, and I haven't succeeded in retaking it every year. Oh, I can't even tell the quality from the weight."

The boy's tone was mocking.

Xu Ning couldn't keep the expression on his face when he was called to study in public. He took a sharp breath and retorted: "If I can't do it, I will be admitted to the Grammar School."

Although the Faculty of Grammar is only an ordinary secondary school, and the physics department of the Faculty of Grammar ranks at the bottom in the country, it is still unknown whether Song Zui went to college or not.

Wu Zhen almost didn't laugh when he heard Xu Ning's words. He had seen a lot of scumbags, but this was the first time he had seen such a confident scumbag. He held back a smile and opened his mouth.

"Brother, we are from Shanghai University."

"Shanghai University?"

Xu Ning's eyes were full of disbelief, the physics department of Shanghai University is the best physics department in China, their teachers talked about Shanghai University every day, how could Song Zui get into the physics department of Shanghai University.

He directly expressed the question in his heart: "How can you be admitted to Shanghai University?"

Usually Song Zui doesn't go to school and stays at home, and attends classes for him more often than himself. If it wasn't for his family's relationship, maybe he wouldn't be able to get his high school diploma.

"Why can't I get into Shanghai University?"

Before Xu Ning could speak, Song Zui raised his eyebrows: "I'm reading when you go to the bar, and I'm doing quizzes when you're not in class, so why can't I go to Shanghai University?"

Xu Ning was speechless by the young man's words, if it was Song Zui in the past, he would definitely not let himself lose face in front of others, and would always stand obediently behind him.

Sensing the gazes of the people around him, he softened his voice, and said to Song Zui with some grievances: "You weren't so indifferent before, I just want to ask you how you are doing."

"I didn't know you were studying at Shanghai University, but no one answered your calls." Xu Ning's voice became softer, "I was afraid that your mobile phone was shut down and I charged 700 yuan, but I still couldn't get through to your call."

He grew up among the stars and the moon, and the only hurdle was Bai Wenqiu. In his opinion, Song Zui should always wait for him, but the young man just said indifferently.

"blocked."

Before Xu Ning could speak, the boy left without turning his head. He wanted to grab the boy's clothes, but all he could hold was air.

Looking at Song Zui's back, he breathed heavily in his chest, unable to go up or down, his chest hurting intermittently.

He bid farewell to his friends and returned to Xu's house, and sat on the sofa to play games as usual, but as long as he thought of Song Zui's stinging words, he couldn't play the game anymore.

Song Zui really didn't seem to love him anymore. He thought the boy was a canary that couldn't live without him, but he didn't expect the canary to fly out of the cage and fly into the sky, and he couldn't even touch a piece of clothes.

I don't know why he couldn't help being irritable, and with unknown emotions, he called in without waiting for him to feel sad.

His mother carefully instructed on the phone: "The antique porcelain your father photographed arrived today, remember to send it to your uncle."

Xu Ning hung up the phone and immediately asked the servant to pack the gift. When he was about to go out, Bai Wenqiu came back from work, took off his shoes and asked him with a smile, "Where are you going?"

"Go to my uncle's house to give gifts."

The smile on Bai Wenqiu's face disappeared, and the corners of his upturned mouth collapsed: "Why are you still trying to please him? My father went to prison because of him."

He had thought of currying favor with He Shanting before, but he found out that this person was a typical He family member, with arrogance etched in his blood. Lucifer, who was exiled for committing the crime of arrogance in the Bible, was probably like this.

Xu Ning frowned listening to Bai Wenqiu's words. He liked Bai Wenqiu very much. For Bai Wenqiu, he would rather give up Song Zui who had been with him for three years, and even risked his life to go downhill in the southwest.

But he also knew that the Xu family was able to gain a foothold in the Shanghai stock market because of He Shanting. Even if He Shanting was not close to their family, he was still his brother-in-law. No matter how much he liked Bai Wenqiu, he would not violate this bottom line.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to."

Xu Ning didn't say what was in his heart, but still spoke softly to Bai Wenqiu, who was used to being capricious: "I hope you don't go too."

Xu Ning glanced at the time and was really annoyed. Bai asked Qiu what his father's imprisonment had to do with him. He always distinguishes between relatives and estrangements. Occasionally self-willedness is fun, and self-willedness regardless of the occasion is disgusting. .

For the first time, he ignored Bai Wenqiu and went out without saying a word, carrying the gift.

When Xu Ning arrived at the He's mansion, he happened to run into Assistant Fang, who led him up the stairs and asked, "Are you still in touch with Song Zui?"

Xu Ning thought of the boy's indifferent eyes and quickly denied it. He wished that no one knew about the conversation that happened today.

It was the first time he was ridiculed so mercilessly when he lived to be 20 years old. It can't be called mocking, but he almost pointed his nose and scolded him.

Thinking of this, the dull pain he suppressed because of receiving a call from his mother resurfaced in his chest again, and he casually asked Assistant Fang: "How was Song Zui when he lived here?"

"Are you asking Song Zui?"

A strange look appeared in Assistant Fang's eyes. Before the breakup, Xu Ning hated Song Zui so much, but after the breakup, he took the initiative to ask about Song Zui's situation when he was there.

"He lived in the attic full of sundries from the beginning." Assistant Fang pointed to the high attic, "He moved the suitcase up by himself, and he went to bed very late every night. He didn't tell you ever?"

"No."

Xu Ning's throat was full of difficulty. He sent Song Zui to his uncle's place because of Song Zui's sake, and worried about what troubles the boy would have if he lived outside.

Although there was no trouble in He's house, he never expected that Song Zui would live in the attic, and he didn't complain to himself for a hard word, and he didn't say a word about breaking up.

What was he doing at that time?He was having an affair with Bai Wenqiu, which he knew well, and completely left the boy behind.

There was a little bit of emotion in his heart, he didn't know what was wrong with him, as long as he remembered that Song Zui loved him so much, but he abandoned this love like a bag, his heart would ache.

"Let's go to the attic."

Assistant Fang understood Xu Ning's thoughts at a glance. His boss' nephew was so easy to guess, his thoughts were all written on his face, and there was no similarity between the two.

Under the guidance of Assistant Fang, Xu Ning walked to the attic, opened the door and found a small room, there was no window beside the table, only a window was opened on the ceiling, making the room look cramped and narrow.

Xu Ning lived in rich clothes and good food since he was a child, and he would feel distressed when he saw Bai Wenqiu living in a house of 5000 yuan a month. At this time, he looked at the small room and was speechless for a long time.

Originally, he was a little angry with Song Zui today, and felt that the young man was too disrespectful to him. After all, he got along with him for three years, but now he is only full of distress.

"Are you sad now?"

Assistant Fang glanced at Xu Ning who was standing there. Xu Ning didn't speak for a long time. After recovering, he took the gift and went to the study. It looked the same as before.

But Xu Ning knew that now his heart was in a state of confusion, and when he looked at the little roses by the window, he wondered if Song Zui had planted them. When the young man was at Xu's house, he had planted a large field of roses.

No matter how indifferent he was, Song Zui always worked hard to live every day well, but this kind of Song Zui was killed by himself, with indifference in his eyes.

It was only a short distance to the study, and Xu Ning's heart was overwhelmed. He looked at this change blankly, and subconsciously asked Assistant Fang beside him: "You said I was sad... Is it because you like him?"

The person he liked since childhood was Bai Wenqiu, liking Bai Wenqiu seemed to have become a habit in his body.

So much so that when Song Zui was by his side, he just used the young man as a substitute to divert his attention, and vented his unrequited anguish on the young man, and every word he said was a gift.

Assistant Fang didn't know how to answer, Xu Ning's attitude towards Song Zui was really bad, even an outsider couldn't stand him.

If it had to be said, it would be impossible to have no liking at all, otherwise Song Zui wouldn't have stayed by Xu Ning's side for three years, just how much he likes it.

Assistant Fang was about to nod when He Shanting's calm voice came from the door: "You're just not used to breaking up."

The man's voice revealed the certainty of the superior, Xu Ning had always believed in his uncle's words, and this time was no exception.

Uncle definitely can't judge wrongly, it must be that he is not used to Song Zui's change of attitude, of course he doesn't like it, he was just surprised that his uncle who has always been indifferent and alienated would care about him, and Song Zui in the car sneezed.