Song Yu felt a little confused. How could it be so fast? He remembered that the truth about Xu Qiao was revealed when Xie Sui was in college.

But she was only in her first year of high school. Who leaked it?

With the ability of the Xie family, they should find Jing City soon. At that time, it was also a question whether Xie Sui was willing to go back.

He remembered that in the original work, Xie Sui hated Xie Sinian so much that she wished she had nothing to do with the Xie family for the rest of her life. At that time, she was attacked and had no choice but to go back.

Song Wanying didn't want to talk about the Xie family anymore. The grudges in the rich and powerful families were annoying.

She asked Song Yu, "When are you going to take the final exam? Come back to A City as soon as possible after the exam. I miss you."

Song Yu was absent-minded, "Soon."

Song Wanying suddenly thought of something and laughed over the phone, "I suddenly remembered that when we went to Jing City, you said that you would go to see the world for me. It has been half a year. How is the world?"

Song Yu was slightly stunned. He was worried about Xie Sui. When he heard her question, the first thing that came to his mind was Xie Sui.

The desk lamp shone gently, and there was a faint fragrance of jasmine in the room.

He.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the language paper he was writing. On the last essay topic, the title was "Unexpected".

His memory went from summer to autumn to winter.

In the smoky box, there was an incredibly beautiful young man.

The hugs on the wall and under the wall with the summer wind, and the words with a lazy smile in the auditorium through thousands of stars.

Even every dusk and every night was vivid and vivid, like everyone he met in high school.

Song Yu's heart suddenly felt very light.

He laughed to himself first. His voice was clear and unbelievably gentle.

"Oh, the world, it's unexpectedly wonderful."

Song Wanying was stunned for a moment in the distant A City. She couldn't help but smile gently.

The New Year's Day Party was getting closer and closer.

At the end of the rehearsal of the first class's stage play, everyone was no longer restrained. In the process of acting, there were many jokes. The rarest thing was that Director Song didn't even take a sip of water after the performance.

It was worthy of celebration, worthy of praise and tears!

It was really too difficult for them.

Cinderella and the prince finished their last dance.

Work was done.

Jiang Chunian enthusiastically went to the water well and poured a cup of hot water for Song Yu. "Director Song, you haven't had any water today. Thank you for your hard work."

Song Yu hadn't recovered from his cold, so he was a little tired. He glanced at her and slowly took a sip.

Liang Yingying almost became autistic after acting as Cinderella. Now that everything was settled, of course, she was in high spirits and came to join in the fun.

Using a bottle of mineral water as a microphone, he asked, "Brother Yu, how did you manage to be so good at your first job as a director?"

After drinking the water, Song Yu snorted and commented on himself, "Do I still need to explain myself to a genius?"

Jiang Chunian: "Genius Director Song, I understand."

The group of people in the rehearsal room couldn't stop laughing.

After all, there was competition between the programs of the New Year's Eve party. They couldn't just focus on their own rehearsals, so they had to ask about other classes.

Ma Xiaoding's underlings were finally useful for once. They had also inquired about the students from the next class.

Ma Xiaoding: "Only Class Three is the same type. They're acting as Liang Zhu. I heard that Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai are starring their class belle and class hunk.

But I think that all the members of our class are good-looking. They'll definitely be able to outshine the rest. "

Xi Bowen was too lazy to correct his idiom. He blew on the hot air in the thermos and said, "But the class belle and class hunk have enough gimmick."

Ma Xiaoding: "Then let's say the name of our genius Director Song."

Xi Bowen laughed for a long time and sighed. "If Brother Yu and God Xie were to act, how sensational would it be?"

Ma Xiaoding: "Think about it in your dreams."

During the class meeting, Old Cheng went to a meeting. Under the urging of a group of people, the class monitor closed the windows and doors and played the horror film.

Gloomy and strange music sounded.

Song Yu opened a bag of potato chips and said to Xie Sui, "If you're afraid, you can sleep on your stomach."

Xie Sui smiled. "Okay."

However, only the girls in the class were scared to the point of screaming. The four of them were bored.

Ma Xiaoding kept complaining. "What's the female lead doing?

She knows that the classroom is haunted, but she still insists on going at midnight? "

Xi Bowen said, "It's probably to make the female lead cry and rush into the male lead's arms. The director thinks it's very romantic."

Song Yu leaned back in his seat and chewed on potato chips. "If I were the director, I definitely wouldn't have arranged it that way." Director Song had been called that for a long time and was still a little dazed.

"What do you think, Brother Yu?"

Song Yu said, "The female lead's crying and rushing out is really scary. If I were the male lead, I would probably think that I've met a crazy woman and would turn around and run away first.

It would be better to just arrange for the female lead to be scared unconscious in the classroom by the ghost. Then, the male lead would go back to the classroom to get a book. He would look at the female lead's sleeping face in surprise and shake her awake.

In a dark and gloomy classroom, wouldn't the story unfold?

The female lead was scared and cried like a pear blossom in the rain. The male lead's heart ached and he had a deep desire to protect her.

A single man and a single woman, the beginning of love. "

He whistled. "Romantic."

Xi Bowen took a deep breath. "I've learned it."

Ma Xiaoding smiled and punched him. "What have you learned? Are you really going to trick the little girl into the classroom in the middle of the night?"

Xi Bowen also laughed. "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. Hahahahaha."

The New Year's Eve Party was next Monday night. On Friday, all the classes went to the auditorium for the final rehearsal.

Song Yu met Qin Mo again. The two of them were three rows apart. Qin Mo smiled at him from afar.

Song Yu chose to tilt his head and talk to Xie Sui. "Will you come to the New Year's Eve Party on Monday night?"

Xie Sui seemed to be very busy these days.

Song Yu had a feeling that it might have something to do with the Xie family. However, as an outsider, he didn't know how to bring it up.

The young man's warm breath fell on his ear. It was itchy and light, like a feather brushing across his heart.

Xie Sui wanted to kiss him, but he told himself that it was just a little bit more. Just a little bit more.

He restrained himself and curled his lips. "For you, I'll come too."

Song Yu hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "Did something happen to you recently?

You don't seem to be in a good mood. "

Xie Sui smiled. "Yes, a little."

“？？？”

His straightforward answer confused Song Yu.

Song Yu: "Then, tell me … I'll help you think of a way to solve it?"

Xie Sui: "Okay."

Song Yu: "?!" Was he so straightforward?

Xie Sui said, "Do you know about my parents?"

He asked this question so casually.

Song Yu's heart was in his throat, and he was extremely flustered. Of course, he knew about Xie Sui's parents. However, it was a painful memory for Xie Sui.

His mother chose to jump off a building when he was seven years old, leaving him alone in the world. Xie Sinian didn't even have the right to be a father.

When he thought of the helpless little boy from more than ten years ago, Song Yu's heart ached terribly. His mind went blank for a few seconds, and he opened his mouth. "I …"

Xie Sui could almost sense every subtle expression on his face. He smiled helplessly in his heart. His Yu Yu was indeed very kind.

"I don't love my mother, but I don't hate her either."

Hatred was a matter of a previous life.

"The Xie family wants me back now."

"They want to make it up to me."

"Yu Yu, should I go back?"

Song Yu was stunned in the darkness, and he felt his heart trembling. Was he asking him such a question directly?

He didn't know what to say.

He was afraid that if he said something wrong, it would affect Xie Sui's choice at the crossroads of life.

Seeing Song Yu's nervous expression, Xie Sui pressed his head on the table and laughed out loud.

“.....”

Song Yu's nervousness was all gone by his laughter.

How could he still laugh?!

Wasn't this a serious and sad question?

Song Yu was flustered and exasperated. "You –"

Xie Sui said, "I'll listen to you."

Song Yu: "…" He swallowed the words in his mouth gloomily.

Actually, for Xie Sui, it didn't matter whether he returned to the Xie family or not.

Even what had been bothering him recently wasn't this problem.

He finally knew the source of Song Yu's illness. He drowned on a private island at the age of six on a stormy day.

What a coincidence. That island was the place where he shot and killed Zhao Ziyu in his previous life.

He almost forgot how he got on the island, but he knew that … he was definitely not forced.

Xie Sui looked at Song Yu's slightly embarrassed side profile. He lowered his head, and the smile in his eyes slowly faded.

"From then on, the princess and the prince lived happily together."

Grade One Class One was the last to rehearse. When they finished, it was already 10: 30 pm.

Xie Sui didn't return to the apartment. After accompanying him out of the auditorium, she went straight out of the school gate and went home.

Song Yu's mood was in a mess because of Song Yu's "I'll listen to you."

Should he go back to the Xie family?

If he went back, he would receive the compensation that had been delayed for many years. Fame, wealth, status, and family background. Even if he wasn't around in the future, no one would dare to bully him casually.

However, the Xie family wasn't a warm place. He was afraid that Xie Sui would be hurt by her vicious relatives there again.

Today, he was also worried sick about his deskmate.

Song Yu walked for a while and suddenly received a call from a teacher. "Is this Song Yu from Grade One Class One?"

Song Yu was stunned. "Yes, it's me."

The teacher said, "In the auditorium, a student in your class forgot to take his phone. Only your name is listed here. Can you help him get it?"

Song Yu looked up at the sky and felt that it was going to rain again.

He was actually only a few steps away from the auditorium. He frowned and walked back along the way.

It was almost 11: 00 pm, and almost everyone in the huge auditorium had left.

Song Yu walked in and just finished greeting the last two students who left with the equipment.

Song Yu walked to the first row. He was about to bend down and lift a school uniform to see if there was a phone under it.

Suddenly, all the lights in the auditorium went out — the world fell into darkness.

Song Yu's eyes widened.

He suddenly turned around. A gray figure appeared at the door like lightning and locked it.

Dong.

The sky outside was gloomy, and the moonlight couldn't penetrate the clouds. In the huge auditorium, darkness seeped into the surroundings like a tide. He was the only one left in the world.

Song Yu's eyes widened slightly, and a chill spread from his body.

It was Saturday. He took out his phone and wanted to call Xie Sui, but the phone showed that there was no signal and no service system.

There was a signal jammer installed.

Song Yu slowly tightened his grip on his phone. He was so angry that he laughed. Was someone playing a prank?

Why did they want to harm him?

He wasn't claustrophobic. He would just sleep here for one night.

He suppressed his anger and the desire to tear Qin Mo apart.

Song Yu sat down. In the darkness, only the faint light of his phone could be seen.

The walls of the auditorium were very thick and the windows were very high. It was impossible to call for help.

Winter nights were very cold. What made him even more uncomfortable was that there was a rainstorm in the middle of the night. He hadn't recovered from his cold, and he felt dizzy.

He was very sleepy on rainy days, but this time, he couldn't sleep well.

Song Yu wasn't afraid of the rainstorm, the darkness, and the secret room. But when put together, they made him anxious, depressed, and dizzy. He even felt suffocated.

It was as if there was a wild beast crazily attacking and biting in his mind. He was so uncomfortable that he lay on the table and curled up in pain.

He had a fever and was half-awake.

His mind was grotesque, and his ears were full of messy sounds.

"Are you f * cking crazy?!"

"I'm not crazy. I know what I'm doing.

Hahaha, Song Yu, are you very proud? I'm the one kneeling on the ground and begging, but I'm loyal to you.

Why?!

Why?! "