Transmigrating into the heartthrob's cannon fodder childhood friend [75-106]

Chapter 91 - Secret

Song Yu was shocked.

Fuck.

You really shot Zhao Ziyu in your last life.

Is your boyfriend so accurate about yourself?

He held the phone and was speechless for a long time. But Xie Sui's words seemed to give him a soothing potion, which relieved his anxiety and irritability.

Xie Sui looked down and decided to preemptively. Based on his understanding of Song Yu, he was afraid that some things would kill his face, and he would not speak for a long time. He asked, "Why did you suddenly ask this question?"

Song Yu blinked, lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling of the room, his thoughts turned around.

Simply confess to him: "Remember the dreams I used to talk about?"

Xie Sui: "Yeah."

Song Yu said, "Every time I dream about it, it's your business."

Xie Sui smiled: "It's great."

Song Yu: "Not good!" What a hammer!

Xie Sui: "Well, it's me that's wrong, so you dream about me again and again."

Song Yu: "..." He tried to turn back to the subject and said, "What I dream of is the future, do you believe it?"

Xie Sui paused for a few seconds, thinking about how his reaction would be normal, and finally smiled slowly: "Is my Yu Yu so powerful?"

Song Yu: "..."

His ears are hot and his face is red again!

But after falling in love, the soul of the straight man who tried to suppress it began to vaguely start to have the impulse.

Day, let me be serious with you!

What a fool!

Song Yu said: "This dream is very long, just like a serial drama. I'm afraid I can't tell you when I call. I will tell you when you come to city a."

Xie Sui chuckled, his voice was cold, and the night was still unspeakably gentle: "Well, in exchange, I will also tell you a secret."

Song Yu's eyes widened, his heart tickling as if he had been shaved by a feather, "What is it?"

Xie Sui said, "If you tell it, it's not a secret."

Song Yu could only suppress: "Well, I'm waiting for you."

Song Yu has been ill and autistic for nearly ten years, and naturally has no friends in City A. As a sister, Song Wanying was ordered by her parents to take him everywhere.

The next day, both parents had gone to the company.

When Song Yu had breakfast, Song Wanying was feeding the parrot beside her, while feeding her instilling her native love words: "Come, read it to me, you are the joy of your youth, and the teenager you like is also you."

The macaw opened its mouth to eat, and said to her: "Nothing to do, I like you very much!"

Song Wanying laughed for a long time.

Song Yu was drinking milk next to her, listening to her scorching eyes, and felt that she was crazy.

After washing her hands, Song Wanying sat opposite Song Yu. Today she is a delicate girl, dressed up beautifully, from hairstyle to earrings to matching, to sitting in front of the mirror and tossing for two hours.

"Hurry up and accompany me to visit the class after eating."

Song Yu: "Which one?"

Song Wanying excitedly flipped out the phone and swiped it on the screen. When the screen opened was a picture of a swordsman in white, with bronzed skin and firm features, standing in the green sea of ​​bamboo forests, unspeakably chic and domineering.