Chosen unlucky guy

"Oh?"

Xin Sui was noncommittal to this statement, one eyebrow was raised high, and he made an expression that was very rare for him; then he thought of something else, took a sip of the tea next to him, and pretended to be Inadvertently, but in fact, a fool can hear him slyly saying: "So you have seen other stuffed pies?"

He Jingle is not a fool, so he recognized it: "...Xin Sui."

Young Master He took a deep breath and asked sincerely, "Are you allergic to romance?"

"..."

The two looked at each other, even if they were as quick-witted as Senior Xin, they would just cover their lips and cough dryly.

Xin Sui's ears turned red, and for the 250th time, he was annoyed by his indiscretion in front of He Jingle; It seemed to be a problem, it hung up after less than ten seconds, then called again, hung up again, back and forth two or three times, He Jingle, a slow-moving idiot, didn't catch it even once.

This broken phone was like spreading his wings on the verge of Master Xiao He's fury. Finally, when the last call came, he pressed the call button firmly, and when he came up, he said angrily: "Xiang Kongshan! What are you doing!"

A clear female voice suddenly appeared from the opposite side, listening to the haste: "Brother Lele, it's urgent!... Oh, it's not my brother, it's me!"

"Qingzhu?" He Jingle looked at the three words Xiang Kongshan in the note on the caller ID, and felt that sooner or later, all Xiang's family members who used their mobile phones indiscriminately would be blacklisted. He asked, "Why did you call me all of a sudden? ?”

The little girl didn't know what she was doing. There was a lot of noise in the background. Even Xin Sui, who was sitting opposite, could hear the tinkling of bells, and even her own voice seemed to be mixed in. Confused and happy, she only heard her say: "Brother Lele, I just heard from Brother Xiaoyu, do you have someone you like?"

Brother Lele's hair was smoothed out in a second, and he immediately sat up straight. By the way, he gave Xin Sui a wink at the opposite (Xin Sui:?), and said reservedly and pretentiously: "Well, what's wrong?"

"That's great!" Xiang Qingzhu seemed to be waiting for him to say this sentence, and opened her mouth to use a series of shocking and weeping words. I don't know how long it was, because she didn't have any cultural essence of her brother-in-law from a prestigious school. In school, at first glance, it was all dross, "Then let me give you a gift, to celebrate your late bloomer, the innocent virgin who has worked so hard for more than 20 years is finally going to—"

"Sister, we are not adults yet, so we don't want to talk about this." He Jingle said hastily.

"I didn't tell you this!" Xiang Qingzhu said, "I said I would give you a gift! A gift! Brother Xiao Le, congratulations on getting out of the order soon!"

"what gift?"

"It's like this. Didn't Brother Xiaoyu tell you yesterday that the restaurant you like is going to draw a lottery? Just now I randomly drew, and I won their first prize, which is the trip for two. I think it just so happens that you can go with The handsome guy you like is going with me, so I’ll come and ask you!”

He Jingle was strangely silent for a second, and then he opened his mouth and said, "So attentive...Xiang Qingzhu, is there something wrong with your heart that you want me to cover for you?"

Xiang Qingzhu chuckled: "Brother Lele, who knows me, I'm going on a date with my boyfriend tomorrow, but my brother doesn't know, so cover it up for me and say we went shopping, okay?"

Over the years, He Jingle has done a lot of things to wipe Xiang Qingzhu's buttocks, such as falling in love, failing a test paper, it can be regarded as practice makes perfect; hearing that, he let out a sound from his nostrils, it is rare to be admonished like an adult "Xiang Qingzhu, how old are you, why do you still do such a thing? Your brother and your little Yu brother found out and broke our legs together!"

"Will not!"

Xiang Qingzhu's voice suddenly lowered, listening to the furtive voice: "Brother Xiao Yu knows, he still asked me to call you quietly, saying that my brother would be angry if he found out. And this lottery ticket will be sold out next week. Expired, I can't go by myself, they both have something to do next week, we all think it would be best to give this to you, let you go with that handsome guy you have a crush on, so—"

"Wait, talk later!" Xiang Qingzhu hurriedly said, "My brother is here!"

The phone was hung up, leaving He Jingle with a psychedelic busy tone. He held the phone and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Jingle? What's the matter?"

Xin Sui called him several times before he asked in a daze, "Xin Sui, do you want to travel?"

"what?"

Xin Sui had never experienced this kind of good thing like winning the first prize in the lottery. He listened to He Jingle repeating it stammeringly for a long time before he almost understood the meaning; Sitting in a movie theater or a coffee shop to digest food, and then go to play video games together, He Jingle asked again: "Xin Sui, do you want to go?"

"I won't go." Xin Sui replied.

"That's right, after all you are so busy..."

"I don't feel like I have the right identity."

The second half of Xin Sui's sentence overlapped with He Jingle's self-made excuse, so the two of them shut up at the same time. After a while, He Jingle repeated: "A suitable identity?"

Xiao He didn't realize the seriousness of the problem until now. He reacted for a moment, and said with a playful smile that he thought he was in control of the whole situation: "Xin Sui, what identity do you want? Someone you like? A senior you have a crush on?"

"Or...boyfriend?"

But Xin Sui didn't answer these questions, and even lowered his head to avoid his gaze: "No, neither. Jing Le, I think the two of us may be more suitable to be friends. Do you understand?"

He Jingle suddenly stopped talking. The strawberry popsicles he bought on the way just now began to melt, and dripping sugar water flowed into his hands. He really didn’t seem to understand—because he was tilting his head in confusion and forgot to wipe his hands: "What's the meaning?"

He said softly, "Xin Sui, I don't understand."

He Jingle really didn't understand everything.

He didn't understand that everything was going well, Xin Sui accepted his flowers, he would care about everything he said, and even played a little temper because of it, but now he suddenly said that maybe they are more suitable to be friends; I don’t understand why someone is like the other party, standing on the street of the summer food street, and helping to hold a box of stinky tofu that I asked to buy just now, suddenly it seems to be cut off from all these, cold-hearted graciously refused.

Xin Sui looked at him, and there was a lot of unbearableness in his eyes that he didn't notice: "After a while, you will understand—"

"I won't understand."

He Jingle held a popsicle in one hand, and covered his ears with the other hand in vain, as if he could not hear anything. Like a child, he unreasonably took something that an adult casually said to be serious:

"Then why did you accept the flowers I sent you? You want to break one off and put it in my pocket, and keep them in a vase in your dormitory. You don't like me, and you're not going to try to like me—— You are still talking about love at first sight and love for a long time, and you are not even willing to give me alms for the latter! Or is everything that happened today a sweet date that you fed me before you slapped me?"

Xin Sui wanted to say something more, but in the end he could only close his mouth tightly by default. He kept comforting himself in his heart, it didn't matter, it was just a necessary sacrifice for the long-term preservation of the relationship, but he was still unavoidable Feeling a little sad about this.

If this is liking, then he should also like He Jingle a little bit, moreover, it is the kind of liking like a pie in the sky, he admitted.

But what's the use of that, Senior Xin, who is the most unwilling to be talked about, has now made the mistake of being indecisive. He knows that he should not be bewitched to accept He Jingle's roses, and should not be indifferent and let the other party fall into this false dream But he still did it, under the banner of hoping to make the other party happy, to satisfy his secret desire, and then at a certain moment, he suddenly realized how hurtful and hypocritical he was, and then smashed it with his own hands.

He was dizzy for many times, and he really thought that maybe he could try it, maybe it could be permanent.

But all of these disappeared the moment he heard He Jingle say that he was going on a trip, like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, he thought, what if it continues like this?

He would fall in love with He Jingle, then quarrel, and then go to the end, revealing each other's shortcomings bloodily to each other, and could no longer be friends.

The end of all happiness is misfortune. If you are in love with each other, you will die, and if you are vigorous, you will be dull. No matter how deeply you love your spouse, you will also become a resentful spouse. There are so many idiots and resentful women in the world, and Xin Suicai will not become one of them.

So, he said, "He Jingle, let me return the rose to you, okay?"

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If there can only be two Ouhuang in this book, it must be—— and——

see you tomorrow!