silent sample

Song Yichuan said that he would come to see him in two days, and it really took two days to keep his word.

At noon that day, he sent a message to Tang Yuan, asking him if he would go to the cafeteria for dinner, and if he did, he would wait for him downstairs.

Tang Yuan came down 5 minutes later.

"Why are you alone?" Song Yichuan asked.

"They ordered takeout."

It was raining outside, Feng Tianyu was not happy to come out, and asked Tang Yuan if he wanted to order, but Tang Yuan didn't participate because he wanted to go out for a walk, and news of Song Yichuan came in not long after.

Tang Yuan saw him standing under the eaves with his hands empty, "Have you brought an umbrella?"

Song Yichuan shook his head.

"This one is a bit small." Tang Yuan wanted to go up and borrow another one, but wasted time by squeezing the elevator back and forth.

"It's okay." Song Yichuan seemed simpler than he thought.

"Let's go," he said.

On the way, Tang Yuan was afraid that he would get wet, so he tilted the umbrella towards him as much as possible, but as he was walking, Song Yichuan suddenly raised his hand, grasped the handle of the umbrella, and straightened it abruptly. Tang Yuan said that he would not call me.

Tang Yuan didn't want to be hypocritical, he was biased, and he thought he was pretty quiet, but he didn't know that Song Yichuan was so sensitive.

The umbrella was still too small, and Song Yichuan deliberately kept a distance from him. Tang Yuan didn't take care of him a little bit, and most of his body was exposed outside.

But after Song Yichuan broke off, he seemed to realize something, he walked a little under the umbrella, his shoulder was next to Tang Yuan, and he was about to touch it after walking a few steps.

That's good, saving Tang Yuan from worrying.

There were not many people in the cafeteria today, and because of the rain, the two lined up to finish ordering food and found a seat to sit down. Tang Yuan asked Song Yichuan what he was doing in their company this time, and whether he had a meeting.

He asked casually, and Song Yichuan answered casually, saying that there was something to do and then didn't continue.

Many things related to him now involve decision-making. Tang Yuan was inconvenient and didn't want to inquire about it. He turned to talk about the meal card. The law has been withdrawn, but one good thing is that as long as it is a store in the park, it can be used.

Tang Yuan made a new one for himself, and separated from Song Yichuan's money, "You can come back next time, as long as it is in the store here, you can use it."

I thought he would be upset again, and it would be a shame to refute him like this, but this time Song Yichuan only glanced at it, and said lightly, "Let you go first."

Tang Yuan thought for a while, "That's fine, then ask me for it when you come."

He was afraid of getting confused, so there were labels on the lower right corners of the two cards. One said Tang and the other Song. Song Yichuan was looking at the handwriting just now.

After eating, he passed by a convenience store, and Song Yichuan asked if the card could be swiped there.

"Yes, what do you want to buy?"

"Go in and have a look."

There are a lot of things on the shelves, and there are all kinds of desserts in the refrigerated area. Seeing Song Yichuan finally stopped there, Tang Yuan smiled and asked, "Do you still like sweets?"

"I like to eat glutinous rice." Song Yichuan said, taking two white peach-flavored Dafu, "I will serve you as afternoon tea."

When checking out, his eyes kept falling on the steamer by the counter.

Tang Yuan: "Huh?"

"I remember you used to like to eat corn, and you often went to buy it after class at night."

"I also like to eat while walking." Song Yichuan added.

When Bu Xiao walked back to the dormitory, he gnawed a piece of corn cleanly from the beginning to the end.

"That thing is very hungry." Tang Yuan was embarrassed by the words, "I was so hungry at that time."

"now what?"

"I like it now. I often use it for breakfast, but I steam it at home."

Song Yichuan looked at the pile of corn again, Tang Yuan quickly stopped him, "Don't, I'm so full, I can't eat any more."

There is nothing to worry about about a piece of corn. I heard that he couldn't eat it. Song Yichuan didn't insist. After leaving the convenience store, he turned around and went into the coffee shop next to him, and he ordered a cup of iced Americano.

After Ganqing heard that this card can be swiped everywhere, Song Yichuan brought him here to spend. He hurriedly ordered everyone in their office a cup and a dessert along the way.

On the way back, Tang Yuan held Dafu in one hand and coffee in the other. The rain had stopped and there was no need to hold an umbrella, but the distance between the two of them was not widened, and they walked side by side as when they came. Tang Yuan didn’t know Why, I remembered him and Song Yichuan... the past.

Hold.

Well, I really can't think deeply about it at all. If he thinks about it, he will dance, and he will feel that the rare peace and tranquility with Song Yichuan is fake.

It was all pretended by each of them knowingly.

It is a tacit understanding that is shaky.

Then everything gets weird.

How can someone who hates him and confesses that he regrets knowing him and never wants to see him so naturally walk with him and talk about each other's preferences.

Tang Yuan really wanted to know what Song Yichuan was thinking at the moment, he might not be able to bear it for another day, but in this difficult-to-define relationship, the more normal Song Yichuan behaved, the less the unequal hostility before, Tang Yuan is even more unqualified to be the one who speaks first.

Walking quickly to the downstairs of the office, someone called Tang Yuan behind him, his forehead tightened, he didn't even need to look back, he could guess who it was just by hearing the voice.

At the dinner table that day, he and Feng Tianyu watched with their own eyes that He Ji sent a message to his younger brother, reported the exact address and got a reply that he would come to pick him up tomorrow before giving up. Later, he even took a taxi with Yuan Qian , personally sent He Ji back to the hotel.

And for that day, today is no longer tomorrow, but the day after tomorrow, and they haven't been picked up yet?

The good thing is that He Ji didn't follow him this time, and came to look for him openly, although he didn't say hello in advance.

"Brother Yuan." He walked up to Tang Yuan with his bag on his back, clutching his shoulders shyly, as if he didn't dare to look directly at him, his eyes began to wander after a while.

Tang Yuan didn't speak, and waited patiently, waiting for He Ji's news that he was leaving, and if it was anything else, he didn't want to hear another word, and he wouldn't know.

Song Yichuan stood aside, He Ji's dress was not like Tang Yuan's colleagues, and when he looked carefully, his eyes were slow and his face was a little dull, not like a normal person.

He glanced at Tang Yuan, wondering how they met.

"I, I'm leaving." He Ji said, "My family has come to pick me up, and I've been suspended from school. I'm here to say goodbye to you...I'm going home."

"It's good." Tang Yuan saw a car waiting at the intersection not far away, it should be the family member he mentioned, "Go back and have a good rest."

"Brother Yuan, I..." He Ji stepped forward, and suddenly reached out to him, as if trying to pull him.

Tang Yuan stepped back, Song Yichuan stepped in front of him, and said defensively, "What are you doing?"

"It's okay, he's not aggressive." Tang Yuan patted Song Yichuan's shoulder lightly.

With this interruption, He Ji's attention was quickly attracted by Song Yichuan. Instead of being cautious before, he looked straight at him for a long time, then suddenly turned his head and asked Tang Yuan, "I haven't seen Tong Yuqing for a long time. Why didn't you go with her... did you break up?"

"..." What kind of time has passed.

Tang Yuan lazily explained to him, and responded vaguely.

"That's great." Unexpectedly, He Ji laughed immediately, "I said earlier that she is not good enough for you, she is not beautiful at all."

"It's not up to you to tell me what happened to her." Tang Yuan's face darkened, expressionless, "You should go."

He turned around, but He Ji didn't follow. Even if he could sense Tang Yuan's emotions, he probably wouldn't be afraid, otherwise, how dare he come to the door again and again.

Downstairs in the office, Tang Yuan stepped up the steps and was about to walk in the door, but Song Yichuan didn't follow. Tang Yuan turned around and saw him looking at him, "What's wrong?"

"Who is Tong Yuqing?" Song Yichuan asked.

"My ex-girlfriend."

Tang Yuan talked about such a thing, and Song Yichuan laughed at him when they met for the first time. To him, he had reported it. Why did Song Yichuan look very surprised.

"How did you write it?"

Asking someone's name was a very normal thing, but the person who asked was Song Yichuan, and the person who was asked was Tang Yuan's ex-girlfriend, and somehow this became abnormal.

Moreover, Song Yichuan's tone was very unfriendly, and it sounded a bit questioning, as if people were made up by him. This will be verified. Tang Yuan suddenly didn't want to talk about it. He was not used to others attacking him like this. That is, if there is a disagreement, there will be a quarrel.

Song Yichuan said to him, but it sounded a bit self-deprecating, "So you really talked about a girlfriend."

"I confessed in front of you that day, what made you think it was fake."

Compared to his accident, Tang Yuan was the one who should have doubts, because Song Yichuan never believed it.

But why doesn't he believe it?

"Don't you like men?"

"I don't like it." Tang Yuan said, "I never said I like men."

Song Yichuan wanted to ask, is he not considered a man, or if Tang Yuan likes a man, this man does not include him, and if he doesn't like him, then he is nothing.

With him, he was just a toy that was teased, "In this case, when you...begged me like that, did you commit a crime?"

Tang Yuan wanted to calm down, but found that as long as the person he was facing was Song Yichuan, there was no option to calm down at all, "Just take it as it is."

Back in the office, not long after Feng Tianyu came in from the outside, Tang Yuan asked him what his plans were for this weekend.

"You don't want to..." Feng Tianyu was afraid of him. Although he wanted to exercise when he had time, it was definitely not Tang Yuan's practice method. His legs and feet were still sore from Saturday's session. Luckily no cramps.

Someone in their company played ping-pong with Tang Yuan before, and it was just playing ping-pong. After the game, it was said that the trachea was connected to the pain for several days.

"Have you mentioned it to Song Yichuan?"

"..." Why is it him again, Tang Yuan was annoyed, "What are you talking about?"

"For the game, I asked you to make an appointment last time, so I won't forget it again."

Feng Tianyu wanted to change his mind, to change to a partner who was not so sick and mentally good, especially after experiencing Yuanqian last time, he liked Song Yichuan more and more.

The people I know around me are either scared of being beaten by Tang Yuan, or they are newbies who have not seen his brutality. Most of them run away after hitting once, and don't even think about getting an appointment the second time, just like the trachea mentioned above.

Song Yichuan has been friends with Tang Yuan for such a long time, from high school to now, it must be a bit extraordinary, and this person's physical fitness is very good at first glance.

"He's not available."

It's not that Tang Yuan forgot, it's too easy to say that he forgot, the fact is that no matter whether he forgets or not, he will never look for Song Yichuan.

"If you're not free, then you're free." Feng Tianyu rolled his eyes at him, "Why are you so fierce?"

"..."

Before leaving get off work on Friday, Feng Tianyu suddenly told Tang Yuan that he finally knew who sent the painting he saw at his home last time.

"You can just say that Song Yichuan is not good enough, but also a friend, the style of painting is the same."

"What style of painting?" Tang Yuan didn't know why, Song Yichuan's gift was genuine, but how did Feng Tianyu see it.

After Tang Yuan went to the badminton hall at the appointed time on Saturday, he finally knew where he saw it.

This guy added Song Yichuan's WeChat.

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