The auditorium was filled with singing and dancing, lively and warm.

As soon as he went out, the cold wind blew against his skin, waking him up a little.

Song Yu put on his school uniform and zipped it up. His thick and long eyelashes covered his cold eyes as he walked towards the place they had agreed on.

Qin Mo said to sit down and have a chat. Song Yu had no desire to communicate with this scumbag, just like he did with Ou Yilian.

He could turn a blind eye to everything that hadn't happened yet, but this kind of person's viciousness was written in his bones.

If he wanted to have a chat, then so be it.

The performance of Grade Two Class One had just finished when the party started.

Qin Mo asked him to meet him in a lounge backstage.

When he went in, Qin Mo was sitting on the sofa. He had taken off the suit he used on stage and looked well-dressed.

Song Yu closed the door and met his gaze. He walked over calmly and sat down.

"I thought you wouldn't come."

Qin Mo's eyes curved and he smiled amiably. "Why did you suddenly change your mind?

Was it Uncle Song who called you and finally convinced you not to be so hostile towards me? "

Song Yu sat lazily and his expression looked quite normal. He didn't look like he was looking for trouble at all. His tone was calm and unperturbed. "Don't play this game. I'll give you a chance first. Tell me everything that happened on Friday night."

Qin Mo's expression didn't change at all. "Friday night?

What happened? "

Song Yu's lips curved. His lips were very thin and had a sense of ridicule. "Qin Mo, you've investigated me very deeply. You even found out about my childhood."

Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and was slightly puzzled. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Song Yu: "The auditorium, the rainstorm, and the darkness. I didn't know that these three things were so useful to me."

Qin Mo seemed determined to play dumb and showed a concerned expression. "You were trapped in the auditorium on Friday night?"

Song Yu: "Yeah, you even installed a signal jammer. You're really good at this."

After this conversation, Song Yu was so calm that he was not as irritable as usual. Instead, he gave people a more dangerous feeling, as if magma was about to erupt under a thin layer of ice.

Qin Mo's eyes flashed. He took a deep breath and said, "Since I call myself your brother, I won't hurt you.

You can choose not to believe me, but I really didn't do it.

Whether it's a prank or not, I'll ask the person who trapped you. "

Song Yu smiled. "What do you want to know?

Is he an anti-fan?

She didn't like me in No.1 Middle School and wanted to trick me as a joke. Who knew that I would have such a big reaction? "

It was easy to explain and draw a clear line between them.

After all, there were many people in No.1 High School who did not like him.

To be honest, Song Yu did not come to look for Qin Mo today to force him to admit it.

"Don't, you don't have to explain.

I have to thank you for creating such a good environment for me and Xie Sui to be alone. "

Qin Mo was stunned.

Song Yu said, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to recognize my own heart."

Qin Mo looked straight at him. The smile on his lips slowly disappeared, as if he did not want to talk about this topic. He said, "Let's stop for a moment. Do you want something to drink?"

"No need. Haven't you always wanted to talk to me?" Song Yu simply went straight to the point and smiled. "Then let's talk.

I'll tell you clearly that even if Xie Sui doesn't like me and doesn't want to be with me in the end, it won't be your turn.

Does playing with other people's feelings bring you pleasure? Did the Qin family teach you such a low-class pleasure? "

Qin Mo could no longer maintain his kind appearance. Ever since Song Yu mentioned Xie Sui, Nameless' anger had been spreading.

Now, Song Yu's words poked at his sore spot. His lowered eyes contained a storm.

Song Yu lazily hooked her finger over the cup on the table, as if she was talking about something very boring and uninteresting. "I don't even understand where your sense of superiority comes from. That mentality of a hunting game, please put it away.

Even if you want to pursue Xie Sui, what do you have to compete with me?

Personality, appearance, and even the family background that you've always been proud of and indulged in your outrageous behavior? "

Qin Mo tapped his finger on the table. He was finally angered by him. His tone was extremely sarcastic. "It's none of your business who I pursue."

Song Yu slowly stood up. His eyelids were very thin, and his gaze was very sharp. When he looked at people, it was sharp and cold. "If you didn't rush to court death, do you think I would have noticed you?"

Qin Mo: "If you're worried about this, why don't you worry about your own illness?"

Speaking of this, his voice, which had been raised because of anger, lowered. He smiled ambiguously, and his eyes were deep and cold. "If you're terminally ill, don't mess around. If you accidentally torture yourself to death, then the losses outweigh the gains. Don't you think so, Song Yu?"

"The losses outweigh the gains." Song Yu softly repeated his words.

He looked at the things on the table. There were two bottles of expensive wine. His eyes slightly lifted. "You asked me to sit down and drink something, so are you going to drink with me?"

Qin Mo said sarcastically, "Do you dare?"

Song Yu didn't answer his question. He sneered and held a bottle of wine in his hand. "I talked so much nonsense with you because I thought that if you knew that your scheme against me failed and let me see your feelings for Xie Sui, you would probably die of anger."

Qin Mo stared fixedly at him. His muscles were tense, his breathing was rapid, and his skin was trembling.

Song Yu said softly, "I don't dare."

The cold white light shone on the youth. He stood up straight. He was very tall and thin, like pine trees and strong grass.

Holding the wine bottle, his wrist was delicate and pale. Blue veins could be faintly seen.

"I believe you know my second weakness. I can't drink."

Qin Mo's eyes widened slightly. His fingers involuntarily grasped the edge of the sofa.

He suddenly felt that Song Yu was somewhat unfamiliar.

Song Yu leaned over. His expression was as cold as the King of Hell. His tone was deep and cold. Every word was like a knife.

"But it also depends on whether you have the ability to send the wine to my mouth."

At the same time, Song Yu grabbed Qin Mo's collar. He raised the wine bottle and directly smashed it, decisive and ruthless.

The wine bottle shattered. The fragments reflected a dazzling light.

The intense pain stimulated his brain. Qin Mo was frightened. His pupils shrank to a point. Then, he suddenly exploded and shouted, "Song Yu —"

The thin ice that had been suppressed for a long time shattered. The magma under the ice completely erupted.

Song Yu stopped him from saying what he wanted to say. His eyes were cold. He calmed the anger in his heart and said with a smile, "You'll see who scram back to A City."

Song Yu walked out. His school uniform was wet from the wine. He simply took it off and put it in his arm.

In fact, he couldn't stand the smell of the wine. His head was a little uncomfortable. His body had just recovered. Suddenly, he exerted force. The subsequent feeling of weakness came like a tide, causing him to frown slightly.

He hadn't taken a few steps when he heard a girl scream. The fighting was not quiet. It would quickly attract people. Qin Mo's dying breath would be discovered immediately and sent to the hospital.

Then, there would be a long confrontation tomorrow.

Song Yu wasn't afraid of him. He didn't even need to make up any excuses.

He looked down at his phone and paused the recording.

Qin Mo thought his work was flawless. It was just the appearance of the signal blocker and he could find a lot of things along the clues.

Qin Mo came to Jing City because he came out of the closet to avoid the limelight. If the Qin family knew that he provoked the Song family for a man, it was uncertain who would be taken away.

In the auditorium, the performance of "Cinderella" had reached the end.

When Song Yu walked to the door, he didn't go in. He leaned against the wall and looked at the group of people jumping happily on the stage.

After everyone's imagination, the last scene was edited into a wedding.

The prince and princess walked into the hall of happiness. The animals huddled together and ate melon seeds. The stepmother and stepsister were swearing and sweeping the floor.

The fairy godmother waved a magic wand with stars as the host of the wedding. She said, "Now, let me testify for you."

She didn't play by the rules. She smiled and asked, "Who arranged for you to come to this step?"

Cinderella said, "It's the school, the teachers, and the New Year's party."

The prince said, "It's Director Song. If it weren't for him, the story would have ended long ago."

Everyone laughed.

Song Yu, who was watching from outside, also curled her lips.

After the testimony, the wedding march began to play. It was romantic and solemn.

Song Yu suddenly remembered that at the beginning, he suggested using suona as the background music. It was so festive and cheerful. Once it was played, it felt like someone was going to set up two tables at the entrance of the village.

Jiang Chunian was so scared that he almost bit his tongue. He went to plead with Xie Sui and asked Xie Sui to persuade him. He was so scared that he couldn't speak clearly. "Thank God. Brother Yu wants to play suona at the wedding. Please stop this genius."

Xie Sui was also amused. The coldness in her peach blossom eyes melted. She smiled and tilted her head to ask him, "So you like this kind of music?"

Song Yu didn't like it very much.

In fact, he just said a few words. However, no one dared to refute him.

Of course, this genius idea was not implemented in the end.

The dark night and snowflakes appeared on the screen behind the stage. Cinderella and the prince held back their laughter and looked at each other. The story ended.

He suddenly wanted to see Xie Sui. His heart was confused and there was an unconcealable sense of loss.

Did Xie Sui know that he also liked her? But what was he in her eyes?

— — "Inexplicably close and friendly. It's all because he covets your looks."

— — "Are you the same?"

— — "Of course not!"

Song Yu closed his eyes. He had really dug a hole for himself.

After Cinderella's performance, the class exploded with flowers.

[Lights Like the Past: Wuwuwu, it's finally over. God, my hand holding the broom was shaking in the last scene.]

[Sadako Does Not Forget the Well-Digger: Celebration banquet!

Celebration banquet!

Celebration banquet!

Hurry up and choose a place. Let's celebrate together this New Year's Day.

[It's Wanwan: Here is your husband, Brother Yu. Director Song, husband, Brother Yu, where shall we celebrate the New Year [Dog Head]]

[Wait for Me: I suggest we eat hotpot!

There's a new hotpot on Linqing Street. The reviews are very good!]

Song Yu clicked on the message and didn't reply. He took his phone and walked out. When he exited, he saw Xie Sui's message.

[Xie Sui: Sorry, I'm late. Are you in the auditorium now?]

Song Yu was stunned.

When he saw Xie Sui's name, his breathing stopped for a few seconds.

His fingertips touched the cold screen.

He calmed down his messy mood.

[Song Yu: No, I'm out. Walk this way. You should meet her.]

[Xie Sui: Okay.]

After dealing with Qin Mo, it was time to deal with Xie Sui.

"I think I've already fallen for him."

Then when did it start?

Song Yu didn't know either.

But when he realized it, it seemed like she had fallen for him.

He walked out. He was afraid that he would be too nervous, so when Ma Xiaoding called, he picked it up.

Ma Xiaoding's side seemed to be very lively. Everyone was talking at once.

Ma Xiaoding had no choice but to shout at him on the phone, "Brother Yu, we're deciding what to eat later. Half of them suggested hotpot, and the other half suggested barbecue. What do you think? If you ask me, I think these two parties are crazy. Hotpot and barbecue are the same. In the end, they dislike each other.

Eating hotpot dislikes barbecue because it's troublesome. Eating barbecue dislikes hotpot because it's too spicy. They can come up with all kinds of reasons.

Amazing. I choose Malatang. "

Song Yu listened absent-mindedly.

He walked outside and saw Xie Sui.

Xie Sui stood under the statue of the school gate. Beside her was a slightly cold street lamp. She was wearing a windbreaker, and her legs were long and slender.

Her head was lowered, and her fingers were tapping on the screen. Her eyelashes were lowered, and her expression was languid and cold.

Ma Xiaoding was still talking. "I don't understand them. But everyone has different preferences. Brother Yu, you can choose. You can choose whatever you like."

The word "like" touched his slightly numb nerves.

Song Yu held the phone and was about to speak. "I choose …"

On the other side, Xie Sui seemed to have noticed him. She raised her head, and her eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. Her eyes were like ice and snow that had just bloomed.

The words in his throat stopped instantly.

Ma Xiaoding said, "Brother Yu, what do you choose? The whole class is listening to your orders. Louder!

— — Hello, hello, hello. "

"All — —"

Song Yu hung up the phone.

It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck him. His heart was numb from his scalp to the tips of his feet. He completely admitted defeat.

He chose Xie Sui.