After chatting with Li Yan, Xie Wenxing pressed his phone.

After hesitating for a while, he found a folder from the computer and called out the things inside to see.

This is the song he composed in the school competition in his third year. When he was handed over to a professional tutor for a review, the tutor who had always been demanding rarely praised it and helped Xie Wenxing modify some places. The other party probably really thought the song was good, and he deliberately helped to recommend it after the competition, but Xie Wenxing politely declined.

The instructor asked him the reason in surprise. Xie Wenxing still remembers that he was standing in the office, feeling a little embarrassed to wiping the other person's kindness, but he was very firm: "This song is written for one person. I feel that I am not well-written enough. The song can be modified, and the lyrics have not been filled in. I think I will try it again if I finish it in the future..."

Seeing that his attitude was so firm, the mentor would not force it. What the other party didn't know was that Xie Wenxing had been driving out all night long. When he was writing, he was confused and his heart was empty.

Xie Wenxing's junior year happened to be the 100th anniversary of the deputy middle school. Even if everyone was in class on the school anniversary, more than a month ago, the class monitor and teacher in the high school class group were calling for everyone to go back to celebrate the school anniversary. Not only their grade, but also students who graduated from the fifth and sixth grades may have to come back.

Xie Wenxing didn't want to go very much, but Jiang Yao's boys with him said that he had not participated in the class reunion for so many years, and it was a pity that he wouldn't come back to the school anniversary. Xie Wenxing had no choice but to step into the middle school again after many years.

Perhaps because of the school anniversary party, the school gate of the Deputy Middle School was rarely open to everyone that night. The party was in the playground. When Xie Wenxing arrived, Jiang Yao and the others were watching the chorus of two boys.

"It's not as good as you sing," Jiang Yao commented next to him: "This class of juniors is not good, it's not as effective as our little brother Xie's kneeling back then. The junior sister is not bad, her waist, her snow-white long legs..."

"I just know my thighs," Xie Wenxing was not here. He looked around, "Only those in our grade?"

"No, seniors and the others are all closer to the stage. I just saw the school grass in the past. What is a giant handsome guy?"

Xie Wenxing froze and couldn't tell what his mind was. Before he came, he thought about whether he could meet Guan He. After all, Guan He seemed to have returned to China, but no matter how he looked at the other party, he didn't seem to be someone who would come to attend the school anniversary.

It's actually here.

Jiang Yao didn't notice Xie Wenxing's stiffness at all. He said, "You're going to have a dinner together later? Today, it seems that everyone has booked on the same street to make it easier to get out of the door. The old classmate and the others have gone first..."

*

After eating hot pot, Xie Wenxing almost fainted from the store.

The room was very stuffy and hot. When the bitter wind in early winter blew, he gradually woke up a little. Walking next to him was the literary and artistic committee member of the high school class. The girl probably dressed up even more after going to college. She was wearing thick stockings and a short skirt, and she looked like she was bare legs from a distance.

"You really don't have a girlfriend?" She glanced at her with no confidence while smiling: "Don't there be no girl chasing you? I don't believe it."

"No." Xie Wenxing smiled politely. Just as he was about to say something, he vaguely felt someone looking at him, his eyes were very sharp.

He turned his head slightly and saw many people standing outside another store not far away. At first he hadn't recognized who these people were until he found someone standing outside the crowd smoking.

It's Li Yan.

Then what I saw just now...?

Xie Wenxing's pupils slightly converged. At this time, Jiang Yao and the squad leader also chased after him. Jiang Yao smiled and said, "Why are you taking Brother Xie away and leaving? Are you whispering?"

"He's handsome." The girl was not shy either: "We don't have many smooth boys in college. Can you tell me to see more handsome guys?"

The class monitor recognized the person standing outside the store as the senior sister of the deputy. Looking at the tallest man in a dark coat, he said with some respect: "Senior Guan."

Xie Wenxing didn't know what was going on. He turned around and left after the squad leader called Guan He.

He turned his head and left. Jiang Yao and the others were still saying hello, and he ran away without saying a word like a mouse seeing a cat. But even though he walked away, he was still trying to distinguish the sounds of their talking and laughing.

At that moment, a huge sense of frustration wrapped around Xie Wenxing. He didn't know why he had such a reaction...

I obviously wanted to see Guan He, even if I just took a look, I knew that Guan He was very happy all night.

But when he really encountered the enemy, he fled like a defeated soldier.

After Xie Wenxing left for a while, Jiang Yao and the others chased after him and discussed where to go for a long time. Xie Wenxing listened absent-mindedly, and suddenly, a car honked at them.

The car window rolled down, and Li Yan's eyes looked at him for a moment.

"Xie Wenxing." He asked: "We are drinking in Chunting tonight. Are you going to have fun?"

Xie Wenxing didn't say anything.

Li Yan felt irritated when he looked at him, but he still held back his temper and asked, "Are you going?"

Jiang Yao had no idea about the grudges between him and Guan He, so he naturally interrupted: "But senior, Xiao Xie wants to sing K with us?"

Xie Wenxing nodded in Li Yan's knife-like gaze: "I won't go, thank you."

After looking back, Xie Wenxing recalled the scene of that night eight hundred times.

Did Li Yan come from himself? If not, who told Li Yan to come from?

He knew that Li Yan actually had a bad impression of him, and it was impossible for him to take the initiative to ask him to play in normal circumstances.

Could it be Guan He...? Is Guan He looking for him? But Guan He has never contacted him since then, so he shouldn't think too much?

Oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah——

The more I think about it, the more irritable, regretful, and suspicious the emotions intertwined. Xie Wenxing felt that he was really ridiculous.

In this state of dying and holding a glimmer of hope, Xie Wenxing called out the song bit by bit at the computer.

*

"I heard you want to support me?"

"No, no," Xie Wenxing shrank his toes a little unbearable: "Don't mess with me again..."

Before he finished speaking, the other party turned his face over and exchanged a lingering kiss.

"All screenshots of Li Yan have been sent."

"I'm having fun with him-" The word play changed its tone, and Xie Wenxing's hand even scratched the pillow.

"Don't play with him next time. He is busy chasing girls," Guan He's voice was faint, but his possessiveness was obvious: "Play with me."

*

Guan He went to take a shower, and Xie Wenxing lay in bed in a daze.

After the other party went to bed, Xie Wenxing smelled the light fragrance after bathing on his body and couldn't help but move to him.

Guan He was more straightforward than him, and reached out and pulled Xie Wenxing for a moment. He noticed that the person in his arms suddenly stopped moving. Guan He lowered his eyes and saw that Xie Wenxing's ears were red.

Why can you still be so shy after doing it?

He was casually speaking, Xie Wenxing said, "Fu Chengxia..."

"I said before, if you contact people in this field, try it if you are interested. He is preparing an album recently, and it seems that there are a few songs that your mother's company is doing."

Xie Wenxing raised his head.

"I wonder if your mother will help him write the song." Guan He looked at him and knew that he was in a complicated mood now, so he suddenly laughed: "Do you want to compete with her? Let's see who Fu Chengxia will choose."

"No...I'm with her..." Xie Wenxing also smiled: "I can't compare with her."

"But in my heart," Guan He's voice seemed to whisper: "You have always been the best."

Originally, Guan He suddenly mentioned his mother, and Xie Wenxing was a little embarrassed. When he heard him say this, Xie Wenxing felt like he was hit by something colorful.

Bang bang bang-

Heartbeats very fast.

Xie Wenxing glanced at Guan He and found that the other party was still looking at him. He suddenly avoided Guan He's gaze: "...Thank you."

The sound is too small.

"Do you know? On the night of the school anniversary, Li Yan asked me if I would go to drink," Xie Wenxing suddenly said, "Did you ask him to come to me?"

Guan He thought about it, "Yes."

He admitted so readily, and Xie Wenxing felt a little mixed with emotion in an instant: This is the answer he had been guessing for three nights.

"You walked with your class's literary committee member, and she still touched your shoulder."

A sentence without warning made Xie Wenxing stunned. He reacted and asked tentatively: "Have she touched her? I don't even remember how do you remember?"

"See," Guan He was much more direct than him, not going around in circles at all: "She liked you in high school?"

Xie Wenxing was a little surprised when he said the question of affirmative meaning. The literary and artistic committee member was extroverted and confessed to him in the first year of high school. However, at that time he was busy dating Guan He. On the one hand, in order not to let Guan He think too much, and on the other hand, in order to respect the girl's wishes, he never told Guan He about these things.

Seeing that Xie Wenxing didn't say anything, Guan He said, "She used to look at you the same as me. But now..."

He gently bit Xie Wenxing's shoulder, "This is mine."

*

Three years ago, Deputy Lieutenant Colonel Celebration.

In the Haidilao store, several other people were ordering orders. Li Yan lowered his voice: "Did you see someone today? I heard that their class is also gathering..."

"See it."

"What does it feel?"

“No change.”

"No, no matter how old he is, he is still exactly the same as when he was in his first year of high school?"

"I said I," Guan He closed his eyes, his voice calmly: "I feel that it has not changed."

Even if you just glanced at the distance between the crowd and saw the figure higher than before, all your reason and resentment were defeated.

I want to get close to him and talk to him.

I want to possess him.

Li Yan keenly noticed Guan He's temperament change. When the classmates in the class asked them if they wanted to add frogs, Li Yan took the conversation.

"He doesn't want to eat this," Li Yan paused, smiling very untruely: "He just wants to eat--"

Guan He glanced at him, and Li Yan swallowed the words back, and after a while, he suggested: "I'll find a place to drink later? I'll go to ask him for a while. Isn't he drinking badly? If he gets drunk, see how he can run away."

I originally thought that Guan He would not agree with this unreasonable rogue trick, but Li Yan was just a joke. Unexpectedly, Guan He hurried after a while.

Man...

Li Yan said in his heart that he had learned bad things in his childhood.

"Forget it if he doesn't want to come," Guan He said: "Don't force him."
Chapter completed!