[BL] Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Chapter 53 - Banquet

Xie Sui finished laughing and asked, “How did you dream of me?”

Song Yu chuckled coldly.

‘Liking someone’ was a very sensitive topic. If Xie Sui didn’t want to talk about it, then he wasn’t going to pry.

It was just that he was especially angry about being tricked. He tilted his head, “I was kidding. I didn’t dream of you.”

Xie Sui tone was meaningful, “Oh.”

He didn’t ask any further, either. His gaze landed on the essay paper under Song Yu’s arm. He smiled, “Still can’t write anything?”

Song Yu was angry and ignored him.

Xie Sui said, “The first paragraph is written in the wrong format.”

Song Yu: “???” His attention was easily diverted when he focused on something. He moved his arm away, “How is it wrong? I copied it from online.”

Xie Sui really had a good way to deal with him. He took a pen out of the pen holder, smiling as he said, “Bring it over. I’ll change it for you.”

Only after Song Yu had obediently handed over his paper did he notice that something was wrong—dammit, shouldn’t he be ignoring this liar right now? Song Yu pressed his hand on the paper after realizing this and lifted his eyes to look at Xie Sui. He leaned over and asked in a low voice, “Do you really have someone you like?”

The two of them were very close, so close that his breath almost hit Xie Sui’s face. It was hot—

Xie Sui tilted his head and was met with Song Yu’s beautiful face. His light-colored pupils were clean and clear.

His line of sight shifted down a little.

The collar of his summer pajamas was slightly open, revealing the youth’s delicate collarbone and milky white skin.

After taking a bath, the scent of his shower gel was light and appealing.

Xie Sui’s lips curved slightly. This child was really…

Lovely.

He quietly leaned back and his casual air dispersed. His tone grew serious, “Yes.”

After pausing for a few seconds, Xie Sui smiled and continued explaining before Song Yu could get angry, “But she didn’t define the degree of ‘liking someone’ when she asked the question. Liking a person, liking a season, and liking a taste is all ‘liking’.”

Song Yu could understand that. Xie Sui had deliberately misinterpreted the words and dropped a big bomb on everyone in order to whet their appetites.

He knew it. Where could Xie Sui find the time to meet girls?

Song Yu moved his hand away from the paper, his expression disapproving, “You’re too evil. Forget it, you’d better help me change the format of my essay first.”

Xie Sui lifted his pen but continued the topic, “What about you? Do you really not like anyone?”

He remembered that during truth or dare, Song Yu had said that he didn’t have anyone he liked.

Song Yu briefly frowned, “If it’s according to your definition of ‘like’, then of course I do. I like too many things, and I like too many people—my father, my mother, my brother, my sister, my grandmother, my cousin, my uncle, my aunt, and you.”

And you.

Xie Sui didn’t look at him. He listened quietly, but the corners of his lips couldn’t help curving up in a smile, “Oh, what an honor.”