cute crush method

Bai Xiangxiao didn't stay for long. After quickly drinking the glass of delicious orange juice, he left.

After returning the suit jacket, it seemed to him that he had completed an important task, and he was slightly relieved.

It's just that after returning to the dormitory, Bai Xiangxiao looked at his collapsed bed board and fell into helplessness again.

When eating at noon, even Lao Li couldn't stand it any longer, and said a little angrily: "What kind of dilapidated school is this? Let us move to this abandoned building for two months. It's all dilapidated facilities. We didn't say anything. If it's broken, it's still there. Have students lose money? Is that reasonable?"

Unreasonable, but what can be done... The bed was indeed broken when he sat on it.

The second child also nodded, and said with an idea: "Why don't you buy a bed board from the Internet first, Xiaobai?"

Bai Xiangxiao put down his chopsticks and shook his head: "No, the delivery will take two or three days. I'll go out at night and find a hotel to stay for a few days."

Lao Li and the second child looked at each other, and there was unanimous sympathy in their eyes. They both thought that Bai Xiangxiao had some kind of bad luck, and how could such bad things happen one after another.

But in fact, Bai Xiangxiao didn't feel anything at all, as if no matter what happened to him now, his heart was blindly numb, and that numbness was not anger, sadness, or happiness, it seemed empty, nothing, nothing. Can't catch anything.

After class in the afternoon, Bai Xiangxiao went back to the dormitory and simply packed up his things.

During the day, he checked his bank card. The compensation for the scrapped vehicle was [-], while his own living expenses were only [-]. Speaking of which, he was lucky to have this bank card, otherwise he would not even be able to pay for the hotel. come out.

But Bai Xiangxiao didn't choose to stay in fast hotels or star-rated hotels. Considering that he had to go to class every day, he found an informal small hotel near the school gate, which cost 40 yuan a night, which was cheap and close.

Carrying a backpack, Bai Xiangxiao paid the money and took the key, and walked into a narrow room at the end of the corridor.

There is no ventilation in the room, and there is no window. The facilities are only an ordinary single bed and a square wooden table. There are still food residues of bread on the table. On the corner of the bed sheet covered with red peony flowers, there is a printed piece Dropped coffee stains.

The conditions may not be as good as the abandoned building in the school, but now Bai Xiangxiao doesn't have high requirements, as long as the bed board doesn't break, he is satisfied.

Bai Xiangxiao put the backpack on the chair, took out his own blue and white striped sheet and spread it on it, then sat on the bed exhausted, staring at the molted white wall in a daze.

The dim lights above the head flickered slightly, and gradually synchronized with the sound of the second hand of the white clock on the wall, making a clicking sound.

When the hour hand pointed to six o'clock, Bai Xiangxiao realized that it was time for dinner again, but now he didn't feel the slightest sense of hunger, and his whole body seemed a little tired, and he didn't even want to move his fingers.

A sound of music broke the suffocating air in the room, it was "summer" by Joe Hisaishi.

Bai Xiangxiao came back to his senses, sat up, opened his backpack and took out his mobile phone. Seeing the word "Han Xing" displayed on the incoming call screen, his fingers paused for a moment on the answer button.

The nerves in his brain tensed up subconsciously, he took a deep breath, then pressed it lightly, and placed it next to his ear.

"Hey."

"Where are you?"

Han Xing's deep voice added extra magnetism to the phone call.

Bai Xiangxiao raised his head subconsciously, looked around, and said nervously, "At school."

After telling this lie, he swallowed a little.

But I heard Han Xing say, "Go downstairs."

Bai Xiang smiled, went downstairs?

"I'm downstairs in your dormitory."

Bai Xiangxiao opened his eyes wide, his palms were inexplicably sweaty, and he said awkwardly, "Okay, I'll go over now."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Xiangxiao covered his face with his hands and sighed softly. Although he didn't know what Han Xing was looking for him for, it was obvious that the clumsy lie just now would be seen through in a while.

Bai Xiangxiao still put on his mobile phone and left the small hotel, quickly ran into the school, passed the playground and ran all the way to the abandoned building.

He saw Han Xing standing in the shade of the trees in front of the abandoned building. The straight gray-blue suit cut his figure perfectly, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. Gold-rimmed glasses adorned his angular profile. He was at least 185cm tall. It makes people feel oppressive, and the cold temperament of the whole person is incompatible with the school.

But it made the abandoned building behind him look a little more attractive, and this undeniable scenery naturally made many girls in the school look back frequently.

Seeing Han Xing holding a brown paper bag in his hand, Bai Xiangxiao subconsciously thought it was another document.

Panting, he stopped in front of Han Xing, the hair on his forehead was curled up by the wind, before he could speak, he heard Han Xing's questioning voice.

"are you in school?"

Bai Xiangxiao choked for breath, raised his head and didn't know how to explain.

Fortunately, Han Xing didn't ask, but turned his head, pointing his slender fingers at the dilapidated building in front of him, frowning slightly: "Is this your dormitory building?"

Bai Xiangxiao nodded and explained: "The previous dormitory is being renovated, so I live here temporarily."

Only then did Han Xing stretch his brows, and handed the paper bag to Bai Xiangxiao.

Bai Xiangxiao took it and opened it, and saw that it was a white cotton short-sleeve inside, and the hang tag outside was clearly written with M size, which was his size, but Bai Xiangxiao didn't understand the sudden new clothes. what's going on.

"Don't wear that one last time." Han Xing said suddenly.

It was only then that Bai Xiangxiao realized that he mistakenly thought that the short sleeves of the second child belonged to him... Bai Xiangxiao didn't explain, and thanked him after taking the clothes.

The two stood under the tree, once again falling into silence for a while.

After a while, Han Xing asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"have eaten."

Bai Xiangxiao subconsciously nodded and lied again, his tongue was a little knotted.

Han Xing nodded, and finally turned around to leave, only two steps away when a voice came from the door of the abandoned building behind him.

"Xiaobai, you are still in school, didn't you say go out and find a hotel to live in?"

Lao Li yelled, and he and his second child just came out of the dormitory.

Bai Xiangxiao froze. He glanced sideways at Han Xing, and saw that he really stopped and stood there listening to the conversation of several people.

Bai Xiangxiao quickly winked at the two of them, and changed the topic: "Where are you going?"

But obviously the two of them didn't understand his eyes, the second child quickly said: "Eat, you haven't eaten yet, let's go, let's have a meal together."

Bai Xiangxiao's entire face turned black. He was really wrong. He hurriedly sent his two roommates away: "Go and eat, I won't go."

Lao Li and the second child thought he was busy looking for a hotel and did not keep him. Before leaving, they told him to stay alone and be careful.

Watching them walk away, Bai Xiangxiao stood under the tree in embarrassment. He just wanted to find a hole in the ground to get in, and he didn't dare to look back at Han Xing's face.

However, there was a sound of leather shoes approaching from behind, Han Xing turned around and walked back, afraid of something.

"Why live in a hotel?"

Bai Xiang smiled and touched his nose, he could only explain the embarrassing thing that the bed board broke in the morning.

After listening, Han Xing raised his eyebrows lightly: "So you didn't eat dinner?"

Bai Xiangxiao lowered his head, wishing he could bury his face in his trouser pocket, and nodded almost inaudibly.

"What to eat?"

Hearing Han Xing's calm voice, Bai Xiangxiao was a little dazed: "Anything is fine."

Then Bai Xiangxiao followed Han Xing, walked out of the school all the way, and got into the silver-gray Mercedes-Benz again, but this time instead of driving to a high-end Japanese restaurant, he went to a snack street. The most famous shop is a beef noodle restaurant. The owner is a husband and wife. The price of the shop has never been raised for more than ten years, and it is always overcrowded.

Why is Bai Xiangxiao so clear? Because when he was young, Bai’s father was busy with work and not very good at cooking, so he always brought him here to eat beef noodles. Later, he met Aunt Chen. Father Bai would bring him to eat noodles when he had time.

However, ever since the Hanxing college entrance examination happened when he was 11 years old, the conflict between Bai Xiangxiao and his father has intensified. The two have never gone out for dinner together. Only Bai Xiangxiao himself will come here from time to time, but after entering university, He never came again.

I didn't expect to step into this small shop again, it was with Han Xing.

When the steaming big bowl of beef noodles was brought to the table, Bai Xiangxiao broke away the disposable wooden chopsticks, couldn't help but raised his head and asked, "How do you know about this restaurant?"

Han Xing raised his hand to loosen his tie and unbutton his suit jacket, looking more casual, his plain voice seemed to be without any emotion.

"Public comment."

Bai Xiangxiao was slightly taken aback, and silently groaned, then ate the noodles without saying a word.

The small shop is noisy, there are a lot of people coming and going, and there is also a warm greeting from the boss, but for some reason, Bai Xiangxiao always feels that the noise in his ears is gradually fading away, as if there is an invisible film that separates himself from others. Separated, the only thing I can feel is the food in my mouth, and the sound of myself chewing like a machine.

In my memory, the picture of my father bringing me to eat noodles seems to be getting more and more blurred. Those details are like fragments of broken glass, which makes it difficult to piece together. I only remember that the most common sentence that Father Bai said is "Smile, are you full?"

Anything else is hard to remember.

Beef noodles are still the familiar taste, but some things, some people, can never go back.

A slight sound on the table made Bai Xiangxiao look up.

It was a pair of glasses with gold wire frames placed on the table, and a layer of fog had formed on the lenses, and Han Xing took off his glasses, which made Bai Xiang smile a little more strangely.

It turned out that his eyes were dark brown.

When eating beef noodles, every move is gentle, as if it is different from ordinary people like them.

After Han Xing quickly finished eating, he put on his glasses again, and saw Bai Xiangxiao staring blankly alone with his chopsticks.

"Are you full?"

Bai Xiangxiao recovered immediately, put down his chopsticks and nodded.

Leaving the shop and driving back to school, Han Xing asked him which hotel he stayed in.

This time Bai Xiangxiao didn't dare to lie, and honestly explained: "The small hotel in front of the school."

Han Xing frowned, pursed his lips and didn't speak. After parking the car at the school gate, he didn't leave, but got out of the car with Bai Xiangxiao.

He saw that the hotel didn't even have a serious name, and the three words "small hotel" hung on it in a simple way. The colorful neon lights on it flickered in the already dark twilight, and the light tubes in the lower half of the name were short-circuited. , only Xiao Luguang flashed up, looking very embarrassed.

Han Xing never let go of his frown, and kept sending Bai Xiangxiao to the hotel. After watching him take out the key and enter the small, cramped room without windows, he finally asked, "Where are you going? How long do you live?"

Bai Xiangxiao lowered his head and stretched the corner of his clothes: "Two or three days, we will move back when the school's new beds arrive."

Han Xing frowned and asked, "Still staying here before we arrive?"

Bai Xiangxiao grabbed the corner of his clothes again, feeling an inexplicable nervousness and fear in his heart, he didn't even know why he was like this, now he was like a child being scolded by his parents.

Obviously, what he eats and where he lives has nothing to do with the person in front of him, but Bai Xiangxiao just doesn't have the confidence to open his mouth to refute, and he doesn't know how to answer.

Seeing that he was silent, Han walked to the chair and picked up his backpack with one hand.

Bai Xiang smiled and raised his head: "Where are you going?"

"A place where people can live."