Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Chapter 68: Last life

Song Yu was dumbfounded by the question.

"Afraid I like him?" Would a normal person ask? Shouldn't normal people be "afraid of being deceived by him" or "afraid of being bullied by him"?

But Xie Sui just misplayed and asked what he was most worried about. Isn't he the protagonist?

As for being jealous, stop, if Xie Sui really likes Qin Mo. The consequence was definitely not that he was jealous, but that Qin Mo got the knife.

Song Yu turned his mind sluggishly, his tone surprised: "Your question, it's kind of interesting."

Xie Sui: "Really?"

Song Yu began: "What do you think about all day long, did you not listen to the last psychology lecture? Forget it, it's time to go to class, don't talk nonsense." He deliberately avoided this topic, holding Test paper, stepped down the stairs.

Xie Sui followed unhurriedly and raised his lips.

The question that has been circling for a long time in his heart has an answer, and when he suddenly realized it, it is like a flower that is hot and sweet in my heart.

The last session on Wednesday afternoon was a music class. It was rare to not be occupied by other teachers. When the teacher walked in, the whole class cheered and applauded. The sports meeting will be tomorrow. Everyone is impetuous. The whole classroom is filled with expectation and joy. The music teacher will put a few songs on it and let them study by themselves.

The sports committee took a roster to count the athletes on the podium, and by the way the time of each competition.

Song Yu was arranged in the afternoon of the first day.

"Are you nervous?" Xie Sui asked suddenly.

Song Yu raised his eyebrows: "What's so nervous about this, I went to win honor for the class."

Xie Sui smiled: "Then I will wait and see."

Song Yu said: "You are waiting for me at the end, I want to drink ice tea."

Xie Sui's eyes curled: "Okay."

The bell rings after class and school is over.

On the way back, two boys next door walked in front of them, discussing the sports meeting.

"My luck is really out of luck. I will draw a lottery for a long-distance race. Damn, do you go up to the bottom of the special class?"

"It doesn't matter, I heard that Song Yu also participated. Shame on the school tyrant, you are not at a loss."

"Yes, good fights are not necessarily good sports. I don't think Song Yu looks like good sportsman. I hope that when the time comes, all the shots will be given to him, not me."

"Hahahaha, persuaded."

The person involved was behind. After listening to them, Song Yu rolled his eyes and threw the mineral water bottle into the trash can. Turning around, his tone was flat, and Xie Sui commented on the group of people: "When they were in the Shushan Tower, they said they saw you don't look like a fighting person. Before the monthly exam, they said you didn't look like you had a good grade. When will they realize their problems and treat their eyes. I'm really tired of face-slaps. I don't know. I thought I was looking for things all day."

Xie Sui smiled softly.

Song Yu also found it interesting when he thought of it. He turned his head and said to him, "Blame me Decathlon?"

Xie Sui blinked, and his voice stretched out with a smile and said, "I blame you for being too good."

Song Yu was taken aback, realizing that this was a compliment from Xie Sui's mouth, the corners of his lips raised, and he couldn't suppress it no matter what.